Dip in fire

The night was getting dark, after Zhong Ning took a shower, his whole body was soft and crisp, he dragged a pair of exhausted legs, and came out of the bathroom.

Zhong Ning weighed the mobile phone in his hand, and said to Zhang Weilan: "We have caused trouble for others, and we have to apologize when we go to the hospital for discharge procedures tomorrow. The nurse just called me and said..."

Zhong Ning was stunned for a moment.He looked at Zhang Weilan opposite, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Zhang Weilan was naked at the moment, and sticky honey was still sticking to her body and trousers.He was full of sweetness, squatting on the ground with a hot rag...wiping the floor.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Ning put the phone aside, walked up to Zhang Weilan, and looked down at this person.

"Clean it up, it's all stuck to the floor..." Zhang Weilan frowned, staring at the rag in his hand.

Honey is particularly difficult to clean, and Zhang Weilan left it there for a long time without cleaning it.

"No need, just ask the housekeeper to tidy up tomorrow." Zhong Ning glanced at the sofa again.

Zhong Ning has lived by himself these years, and his living habits have become more and more loose. For example, he is too lazy to fold the quilt, and often throws some messy clothes on the sofa.

While he was taking a shower, Zhang Weilan had already folded his clothes one by one and put them aside.

Zhong Ning raised his eyebrows a little, and felt an indescribable feeling in his chest—ever since Zhong Pei got married and lived by himself, he never felt this feeling again.It was a feeling of "home", which cannot be expressed simply.It's not a bad feeling.

Maybe I have to tidy up the quilt when I wake up tomorrow morning.The empty refrigerator should also be filled with something.

Zhang Weilan was obedient, Zhong Ning told him not to do it anymore.Zhang Weilan threw down the rag in her hand and stood up: "Then I..."

He couldn't figure out what was the reason for the fuss, like a little kid who had been greedy for too long and finally licked a mouthful of candy, but was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and his heart was pounding.

"Hurry up and take a shower, I found a new toothbrush and towel for you." Zhong Ning squinted at Zhang Weilan, "Honey is all over your body..."

"Okay. Zhang Weilan smiled lightly, turned around and walked to the bathroom.

Zhong Ning stared at Zhang Weilan's back and frowned.Zhang Weilan's shoulder blades are very beautiful, like a pair of outstretched wings of a butterfly, not slender, but the kind of powerful beauty that makes people want to lean up and break them off for him.

However, there is actually a scar on the upper left of the pair of butterfly bones, just under Zhang Weilan's left shoulder, which looks like a burn.When they were having sex/love just now, Zhong Ning had already touched it, and he wanted to ask at that time, but unfortunately Zhang Weilan was too much to ask...

This time Zhong Ning was finally able to ask. He took two steps forward, walked over and grabbed Zhang Weilan's arm, and touched the scar with his fingertips, making his fingertips itch.This touch made him feel depressed—Zhang Weilan was injured without his knowing, and left a scar.Will it hurt?

Zhong Ning asked: "How did you do this? Was it burned by something?"

Zhang Weilan's back tensed slightly, he turned his face to Zhong Ning and said, "Well, I just accidentally hurt it, it's nothing serious."

Zhang Weilan's eyes were dark, and he took a deep look at Zhong Ning's face: "Don't ask, this is not important."

Zhong Ning still frowned, but he didn't continue to ask, there will be plenty of time in the future, no matter what happens, their days will be very long.And those years they missed, they will find out bit by bit and make up for it.

"Let's talk about it later, go take a shower first." Zhong Ning could smell the honey on Zhang Weilan's body.He was already exhausted... When he smelled this smell, he wanted to throw himself on the ground, turn over and close his eyes to pass out.

Zhong Ning found a set of soft pajamas for Zhang Weilan, and Zhang Weilan obediently carried the pajamas into the bathroom.

Zhong Ning stared at the honey in the living room and said to himself: "I wish I had been so good earlier, idiot."

He casually picked up Zhang Weilan's coat that was on the sofa, and prepared to hang the clothes in the cabinet first.In front of the cabinet door, Zhong Ning habitually shook the clothes twice, and looked down to see the bulging pockets.

He has already collected everyone, a pocket of clothes is nothing, Zhang Weilan now owns everything.Zhong Ning hung up the clothes and put them in his pockets, which was more comfortable than taking out his own pockets.

He took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from Zhang Weilan's pocket.Zhong Ning only glanced at it, then threw it all into the trash can.

After Zhang Weilan took a shower, there were still drops of water on her face, and the tips of her hair were still dripping.As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he looked for Zhong Ning: "Zhong Ning?"

"Here, come here." Zhong Ning's voice came over.

Zhang Weilan followed the sound and found Zhong Ning holding a bag of fish food in his hand, feeding the fish in the hut.

Zhang Weilan naturally saw it too, the horizontal bar bicycle next to the fish tank.

Zhang Weilan will never forget.He recognized it at first sight.

After Zhong Ning finished feeding the fish, he bent down to look at the fish tank, then closed the lid of the fish tank, and turned to look at Zhang Weilan.

Feeling very uncomfortable at first glance, Zhang Weilan stared at the bicycle intently, as if a believer suddenly saw God.

Zhang Weilan had just finished taking a shower, her head was still wet, her skin was extremely white, her dark eyelashes fluttered, and her eye sockets were slightly red.

Zhong Ning let out a breath, and said with a wrinkled face, "Why don't you even brush your hair? Are you a child?"

Zhang Weilan stood there silently, without moving.

Zhong Ning knew that he was falling ill again, so he had no choice but to go to the bathroom and bring back a dry towel.

"Even if the heating at home is warm enough, you are just sick, so you have to be careful." When Zhong Ning came back with a towel, Zhang Weilan was kneeling on one knee in front of the bicycle.

He reached out and slowly touched the rust on the car, feeling very light and cherished.When it gets close, it seems that it can still smell the old smell of rust, which is an unusually pungent warm smell.

"You still have this car." Zhang Weilan said in a low voice, her voice hoarse.

Zhong Ning took a few steps forward and threw the towel on top of Zhang Weilan's head: "Yes."

Zhong Ning went to look at the box filled with Zhang Weilan's handwriting: "And your notebook, books, etc. are in the box over there."

Zhang Weilan also turned to look at the box.

Zhong Ning: "You have very few things, and you left so much at that time."

Zhong Ning sighed, bent down, pressed the towel on top of Zhang Weilan's head with his palm, and rubbed Zhang Weilan's hair twice: "Wipe your wet hair, and then go out and blow it with a hair dryer."

Zhang Weilan didn't speak.

Zhong Ning paused, then bent his index finger again, and through a layer of towel, knocked Zhang Weilan's head with his knuckles, as if knocking a stupid watermelon: "You have seen it all, I will keep all these rags, This proves that..."

Zhong Ning breathed a sigh of relief, his bones were trembling when he mentioned his youth again, "This proves that I have always loved you. Whether you left or came back, I love you very much."

Year after year, they stick to their loneliness and refuse to give up an inch. In the end, they didn't put the word "give up" on it.It's just muddled and out of place.

Zhang Weilan's shoulders moved slightly.He was covered with a towel, and Zhong Ning was standing behind Zhang Weilan again, unable to see his expression.

It's just that with Zhang Weilan like this, it's hard for Zhong Ning not to be impassive.Zhong Ning said again: "It's almost done, I'll let you in."

Zhong Ning reached out and pinched Zhang Weilan's soft earlobe from behind: "So I can't lose it. You..."

Zhang Weilan stood up abruptly, grabbed Zhong Ning's wrist, pulled him into his arms, and kissed him without saying a word.

"Hmm..." Zhong Ning's words were blocked by Zhang Weilan.

Zhang Weilan pushed Zhong Ning forward, the unlucky towel on his head fell to the ground, and he was stepped on mercilessly.

Zhong Ning's waist softened as soon as Zhang Weilan kissed her. Zhang Weilan carried the scent of her family's shower gel on her body, which was Zhong Ning's most familiar smell.There is also Zhang Weilan's warm breath... Wrapped in these lingering kisses, Zhong Ning was tortured so badly.

The exhaustion on his body became heavier and heavier due to the erotic kiss, Zhong Ning almost fell into Zhang Weilan's arms, if Zhang Weilan's two hands holding him loosened, Zhong Ning would definitely kneel down.

After the kiss ended, Zhong Ning breathed a sigh of relief, his head was dizzy for a while, his eyes were dazed, and he pinched Zhang Weilan's side subconsciously: "Go blow your hair...I won't do it tonight.. …”

The piece of flesh on Zhang Weilan's side that Zhong Ning had pinched seemed to ignite a cluster of flames, and sparks flew all over her body. ——I really don't know whether Zhong Ning is refusing or seducing.

Zhang Weilan paused, and gently pressed Zhong Ning's neck with his lips.

"Ah... say goodbye..."

——No matter how many years pass, they always know each other's main points accurately, and they can kill with one blow.

Zhong Ning struggled to no avail.

……

In the end, after tossing until midnight, Zhong Ning was carried to bed by Zhang Weilan.

Zhong Ning was lying on the bed, half-conscious and confused.Zhang Weilan leaned down slightly and asked him, "Are you still taking a bath?"

"No washing." Zhong Ning said weakly.His eyes opened a slit, and he saw Zhang Weilan's face in the warm light of the bedside lamp.

"You bastard, it's really annoying." Zhong Ning put a hard heart on it.

He raised his foot and kicked Zhang Weilan, but unfortunately even his toes were crispy, this kick didn't hurt or itch: "Go away, blow your hair."

Zhang Weilan stared at Zhong Ning for a while, kissed the corner of Zhong Ning's eye, and then got out.

Zhang Weilan took a quick shower again, and Zhong Ning seemed to be fast asleep when she came back after drying her hair.

Zhang Weilan sat down by the bed, stared at Zhong Ning's sleeping face like a pervert, looked at Zhong Ning's sleeping face, and touched the pervert a few times to make the pervert sit firmly.

Zhong Ning finally woke up his unchopped paw, Zhong Ning frowned slightly, raised his arm to grab Zhang Weilan's hand, and hummed indistinctly: "Stop making trouble, go to sleep, tired... "

Zhang Weilan quickly clasped Zhong Ning's hand back, and his fingers passed through Zhong Ning's fingers, interlocking with Zhong Ning's fingers.

Zhang Weilan climbed into bed and turned off the desk lamp.The room was pitch black, he leaned over to Zhong Ning's side, and buried his head in Zhong Ning's neck.

Zhang Weilan's hair made Zhong Ning's neck itch, Zhong Ning turned his head, he had been annoyed too many times, and finally got angry.

He closed his eyes and said angrily, "Is it over for you?"

Zhang Weilan didn't move, just lay there and pretended to be dead, and said nothing.

Zhong Ning doesn't have the energy to fight now, he can't lift Zhang Weilan, let alone kick Zhang Weilan out of bed.So he could only turn his head away in despair, and said helplessly, "Be honest, don't torment me. I'll hug you to sleep?"

"En." Zhang Weilan responded softly.

Zhong Ning stretched out his arms, and Zhang Weilan lay down immediately.

"What kind of bastard are you..." Zhong Ning cursed in a daze, turned over, and at the same time put the other arm on Zhang Weilan's body, and was held in his arms.

Zhang Weilan was satisfied this time, and obediently fell asleep in Zhong Ning's arms, and did not act like a demon again.

Zhong Ning could be considered comfortable. Within half a minute, he took a long breath and fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to Zhong Ning's regular breathing, Zhang Weilan closed her eyes, feeling the soft drowsiness gradually coming up.

Since he was born as a human, he has never felt so comfortable at that moment.

For the rest of my life, let the dust settle.Regardless of the ups and downs of the strong wind, the torrential rain.Just let him, a tiny speck of dust, quietly fall into Zhong Ning's arms.

In this way, it is enough.