drink moonlight alone

"elder brother."

The rain-soaked clothes cling to the skin and melt together with the sweat, and the sticky feeling of wetness inevitably makes people feel drowsy.So when Zhou Weiyue pushed open the half-closed room door with her upper body naked, Zhou Qingyan subconsciously took it for granted.

It is true that it is not uncommon for straight men to witness each other's nakedness. After all, they spend so much time studying in the men's bathroom comparing their size and so on, which are very rare and commonplace.But even if Zhou Weiyue only bares his upper body, Zhou Qingyan is not a straight man, what is in front of him is his sweetheart, the body that came uninvited countless times in his unspeakable Yangshi Huaxu—it is exactly the same as the one he pictured in his mind No one else, wide shoulders, narrow waist, clear texture, clear abdominal muscle lines, two gully-like mermaid lines extending from the side waist, and the ends are submerged in the trousers.The wheat-colored skin added vitality to Zhou Weiyue's already healthy and beautiful body. It looked like he could do a hundred push-ups in one breath without panting.

Zhou Qingyan inappropriately thought of his skinny body, which Jian Rong often said was malnourished in middle school, and secretly felt a little ashamed.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Weiyue had a dark blue towel hanging in her arms, as if she was about to take a bath.

Zhou Qingyan looked away from here without silver 300 taels, lowered his head and stared at his toes: "It's nothing, my legs are numb."

"I'll help you up."

"Do not……"

The words of refusal slipped around her lips, but they were still swallowed back into her stomach in the end, because Zhou Weiyue never gave Zhou Qingyan a chance to refuse. This is the support point, half-lifted and half-supported to pull the person up, flowing freely in one go.When Zhou Qingyan came to his senses, half of his body was already attached to Zhou Weiyue's body tightly and seamlessly, and his uncloaked arm was firmly touching his bare skin. The temperature was scorching hot, sticky with wet sweat According to the incomparably inlaid texture inside Zhou Qing's eaves arm.

For a moment, Zhou Qingyan mistakenly tasted a subtle smile in Zhou Weiyue's eyes.Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Weiyue took a step forward and said, "Sorry, I'm a little sticky, let's just let it go?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately lowered his eyes, and Zhou Qingyan could no longer find the emotion in his eyes, but all his movements were so natural and open, except that his heart was full of filth, so why should he speculate for no reason.So he could only shake his head, supported Zhou Weiyue's shoulder with his palm, and half pushed away from the embrace that could not be called an embrace.

"It's okay, it's not numb, you can go take a shower." He smiled at Zhou Weiyue as if nothing had happened, "Grandma will be urging later."

"Really? Brother, don't fall while saying you're fine."

"It's all right."

Zhou Weiyue didn't express much when she heard the words, she just nodded her head, and went into the shower room with the towel that fell on the ground.After the door that separated the inside and the outside was closed in front of him with a "bang", Zhou Qingyan quickly turned around and left the room in a hurry, his steps were chaotic, and the door was pulled a little violently by him, if there was no cushion on the doorknob , It may be so deafeningly loud.

After leaving the room, Zhou Qingyan ran and jumped up and down the stairs, making the stairs creak, causing the grandma in the kitchen to ask what happened, and Zhou Qingyan said "" Stomach hurts", dodging into the bathroom on the ground floor.He sat on the toilet in a daze, his thoughts drifted to Zhou Weiyue's body, temperature, tone of voice and the breath that fluttered in his ears, smelling the fragrance of white peach and jasmine that filled the whole bathroom, Zhou Qingyan secretly annoyed Covering his face, he calmed down the untimely physiological impulse under his body.

What a fucking loser.

Zhou Qingyan scolded herself in the bottom of her heart.

When Zhou Qingyan came out of the bathroom lingeringly, grandma had already spread a table full of dishes on the dining table.The most eye-catching thing is the cold watermelon noodles in front of Zhou Weiyue. The boss is not lying.Grandma hollowed out the center of the watermelon, dipped the cold noodles in the smoked chestnut soup, with a few unmelted ice cubes on the side, and shredded cucumbers and radishes on top of the cold noodles were cut neatly and uniformly in thickness.

After he sat down next to Zhou Weiyue, a glass of chilled sour plum soup immediately appeared in his hand. The plums were pitted and crushed, lying dry at the bottom of the glass—these were all the same as those in Zhou Qingyan's old memories. two.

"Is your stomach still hurting?" Grandma raised her hand and moved his water glass away, and put a bowl of seasonal vegetable and vermicelli soup with white smoke in the empty place.

Zhou Weiyue turned her head when she heard the words, "Brother, do you have a stomachache?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Zhou Qingyan hurriedly lowered her head to scoop up a spoonful of soup, and took a couple of breaths, waiting for the heat to dissipate before putting it into her mouth.Reason told him that he should change the topic before Zhou Weiyue's eyes lingering on his waist became warm, otherwise this meal would be his health criticism meeting again.

Fortunately, grandma saw that he had a good appetite, and his expression was not sick, so she didn't fuss about whether his stomach hurts or not, "Weiyue helped grandma go to the cupboard and take out the empty bowl. I forgot to ask for the third shelf." Serve cold noodles for you to eat."

"The third frame? Why put it so high?" Zhou Weiyue stood up with her knees bent, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

"I don't use it often, and it always collects dust when I put it outside. I put it away during the Chinese New Year."

The empty bowls that Zhou Weiyue brought back were made of enamel, three layers stacked next to each other of the same size but different styles.One is pink, with a few scattered plum petals painted on the bottom of the bowl by adding color on the glaze; No special embellishments can be seen, only when it is turned over does it suddenly realize that there is a mystery hidden at the bottom, the ji-colored paint is like splashed ink, and a scribble is drawn on it randomly.

It is not difficult to see from the characteristics and color matching that it is a series of bowls representing the four seasons, but it lacks a touch of green.

Zhou Qingyan took the bowl from Qiu Se, rubbing the edge of the bowl with his fingertips, and asked, "Is there one missing from this bowl?"

"You mean 'Xia'? Granny held on to the chopsticks neatly, picked up a bunch of fine noodles from the watermelon cup and put them into the bowls of him and Zhou Qingyan, and at the end she didn't forget to pour three or two spoonfuls of soup on top, "I forgot when I fell Broken. "

"Eat more, I'll make you thinner."

Zhou Qing froze for a while, puffing out half of the noodles before he could swallow them, and retorted: "Grandma, why don't you say Weiyue, he has lost a lot of weight."

"I'm not thin, I've gained two catties." Zhou Weiyue turned out half a boiled egg lying under the noodles in his bowl, picked out the yellow and runny egg yolk with chopsticks, and took out the clean pure egg. Albumin was sandwiched into Zhou Qingyan's soup bowl.

Zhou Qingyan didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and focused on eating noodles, but the noodle soup in his sight suddenly had half an extra egg white. He walked up Zhou Weiyue's chopsticks that he hadn't had time to take back, and bumped into Zhou Weiyue's next door. The pupils that hide a smile even through the lenses.The white light above the head was bright, and the light slipped around the lens, and it disappeared into the eyes and became a fleeting light.

"Your grandma is old but I am not confused. Young people often eat takeaway, which is unhealthy and nutritious. Can you still gain weight?"

"Really, my brother is very good at cooking. We often eat together."

This is true, half true.

Zhou Qingyan thought it was funny, but the number of times the two of them ate at the same dinner table was actually very few, counting from the end of spring to today, it was only five times.On the contrary, if you want to say that eating together with people in your heart is considered a different kind of partner, then Zhou Qingyan can imagine that he has basically never been separated from Zhou Weiyue.

Grandma held the teapot with rough and sallow knuckles, filled their glasses with sour plum soup, and said with a calm face, "It's good to be able to cook, so that when you get married, you can share the housework with your own girl, so that you won't tire people. "

"Speaking of getting married, your father is worried about you. He knew you were coming to my place and asked me to arrange a blind date for Qing Yan."

With a "bang", the glass spoon slipped from the slightly opened gap of the tiger's mouth, and fell into the dishes with residual soup, making a loud sound, accompanied by splashes of water stains, falling on the faded camphor wood dining table, After the summer wind dries up, suddenly there is no trace to be found.