Sorry for pinching the wrong person

Zhang Jianyang has never been in a serious relationship a few times. Excluding that high school classmate, he only has 2 serious boyfriends, both of whom are foreigners.The process from dating to breaking up was orderly and smooth.It made him feel for a time that falling in love is just like that, and there will be no such legendary turbulent and passionate love.

In these two relationships, the other party took the initiative to chase him. As long as he is handsome enough, skilled enough, and has good character, there is nothing wrong with dating.

Pan Ning once expressed his disdain for his two love affairs, thinking that he insulted the beautiful love.

"If you call it love, it's an insult to Qi Yu and me."

Qi Yu is Pan Ning's new girlfriend, and she mentions the girl's name every day.

"Yes, yes, you and your more than 100 ex-girlfriends are sincere love."

"You don't understand. When you are in love, you will miss each other every moment, and you will look forward to every tomorrow with him; you will... you will feel very humble... Do you have any of these? Yours is not considered a relationship at all. Pan Ning tried hard to recall the sentence on the car radio a few days ago.

Zhang Jianyang gave him a huge white eye: "Hypocritical."

But now, he was caught in a hypocritical mood and couldn't extricate himself.

Holding hands with Zou Yan, he walked in the quiet and dark grove, the night breeze was slightly cool, and his hands were covered with sweat.

Just now, he suddenly figured out the source of his restlessness these days, and he fell in love with Zou Yan.

He actually fell in love with Zou Yan.

For the first time, he understood the feeling of being in love, those involuntary teasing, those hesitant temptations, those jumping in getting along... all of them were answered in an instant.

He wanted this gentle and excellent man to be his own, and only his own.

But now he and Zou Yan have a very clear bed partner relationship, only physically pleasing each other, and there is no other relationship outside of the body or work.

He suddenly loathed the relationship he had only dreamed of a few months ago.

When entering the room, the hot water and flower petals in the bathtub were ready. Zhang Jianyang soaked his slightly cool body in the warm water, not noticing his silence and abnormality all the way.

After washing his body, Zou Yan also sat in the bathtub. He put Zhang Jianyang in front of him and asked, "What's the matter, you look sad."

"No, I'm just a little sleepy. I walked a lot today." Zhang Jianyang moved forward a little, not wanting to get too close to Zou Yan.Because he found that when Zou Yan spoke next to his ear, his ears would get hot. Although he couldn't see it, he knew it must be red.

Zou Yan stretched out his hands to help him massage his shoulders and back, the technique was so skillful that Zhang Jianyang felt in a daze that he was in a health care center.

"Is it heavy?" Zou Yan asked in a low voice.

"I can let Mr. Zou do it himself, and the bleeding can't be said to be serious." Zhang Jianyang shook his head following the frequency of Zou Yan's pressing, "Why are you so good at pressing? It seems that you have learned it before."

"I have learned a little bit. A friend was sick and needed to be taken care of." Zou Yan helplessly straightened his head, pulled Zhang Jianyang to lean on him, and gently pressed his temple.

Zhang Jianyang leaned against Zou Yan's firm and broad chest, listening to his voice coming from his heart, the resonant voice was muffled and strange, and he had no time to think about why the dignified President Zou had to take care of others himself.

But when Zou Yan's hand was slowly reaching down, he suddenly stood up nervously. After standing up, he found that his butt was facing Zou Yan's face, and quickly stepped out of the bathtub.

"I'm thirsty after soaking for a long time, I... I'm going to drink water."

For some reason, ever since he found out that he liked Zou Yan, getting along with Zou Yan was not quite right.Obviously, he has done more extreme things than kissing and touching before, but now, just being in the same room with Zou Yan makes him feel uncomfortable, and he is even more at a loss when facing a little intimacy.

What the hell what the hell!Zhang Jianyang rolled back and forth on the big bed twice, venting his unknown irritability.

Zhang Jianyang, you are the one who wants to chase Zou Yan!Can't be cowardly!

Zhang Jianyang made psychological hints to himself. In order to boost morale, he stood up on the bed, posed in a Qigong pose, and threw the bathrobe he took off onto the small sofa with a whoosh.

Looking back, I saw Zou Yan leaning against the bedroom door and looking at him with a smile.

"What are you laughing at! Have you ever seen someone take off a bathrobe?" Zhang Jianyang immediately slipped into the quilt.

"I've never seen anyone take off a bathrobe like this, um, it's very unique." Zou Yan also smiled and got into the quilt, wrapped his arms around Zhang Jianyang's waist, and turned off the bedside lamp.

"Go to sleep, I don't mean you're sleepy."

"Oh..." Zhang Jianyang deserved some hesitation.

"It's okay, if you don't want to do it, then don't do it. Sleep in peace." Zou Yan kissed Zhang Jianyang's neck lightly.

Zou Yan never crossed the boundaries of bed partners in this regard, even when he was with him, he only kissed his cheek and body, except for the first time he took the initiative, they had never kissed before.

He knew that the intimacy Zou Yan gave him was only to the extent that a bed partner should have.

But... at least for now, this embrace is his exclusive, and no one can take it away.Feeling the warm breath behind him, Zhang Jianyang slowly closed his eyes.

Living in a resort hotel in Karuizawa, it seems that the concept of time is no longer needed.Zhang Jianyang slept until the sun was up, and was finally awakened by the slight sound of running water. The place beside him was empty, leaving only a shallow mark.

Zhang Jianyang climbed onto the imprint, sniffed it wildly, and then got up to wash in satisfaction.

Going down to the living room downstairs, Zhang Jianyang saw some delicate Japanese dim sum on the table, and Zhang Jianyang sat down to enjoy it with peace of mind.Zou Yan must have prepared it because he was afraid that he would get up late and starve. This person is always so thoughtful and thoughtful.

"Are you up?" Zou Yan pushed the door open and came in, and saw Zhang Jianyang leaning lazily on the sofa, stuffing a snack into his mouth, "That's made of glutinous rice, don't eat too much, it's not easy to digest."

"The wooden fish is beeping, look at the stage." Zhang Jianyang said vaguely with his mouth full of snacks.

Zou Yan handed him a glass of water and patted him on the back: "Eat slowly."

"Not too many, only two." After drinking the water, Zhang Jianyang slowly slipped and fell on Zou Yan's lap. He knew that Zou Yan would never refuse his closeness.

Zou Yan stretched out his hand and straightened his messy forehead: "What are your plans for today?"

"I don't know, let's take a look nearby. The hotel is quite big, and there are still many places I haven't seen."

The two had lunch, and walked around the places of interest according to the route map of the park. They met tourists who gathered to take pictures in front of the red maple forest, and immediately went around.

The autumn sun was not as intense as summer, but it was just as piercing. Zhang Jianyang felt that his exposed skin was extremely painful.Zhang Jianyang has a fair complexion and is particularly prone to sunburn.

"Let's go to the library." Zou Yan seemed to have read his mind, and when he didn't know how to proceed, he made a suggestion. Zhang Jianyang nodded happily and agreed.

There were few tourists in the hotel library at this time, and the weather was fine. Everyone gathered at the scenic spots in the park, and no one was in the mood to sit down and read.

Zhang Jianyang took a few comics and lay down on the large reclining chair. The comics have pictures, and he can understand a little without words.Zou Yan took a book in an unknown language, and sat down beside him to read it carefully.

Zhang Jianyang glanced at the manga, and sneaked a few glances at Zou Yan, spending the whole afternoon comfortably.

After dinner, they still had to take a walk to digest food, but today the two of them did not walk back, but walked towards the river embankment along the direction of the slope.

There were no street lights on the road on the slope, and they walked side by side holding the flashlights specially prepared by the hotel. The night was thick and the forest roared softly.

Zhang Jianyang wanted to say something to break the dull atmosphere, but couldn't find a suitable topic, so he joked: "You just drank some sake, last time you said, sing to me after drinking."

Zou Yan said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to remember it. Is it too late to say it's a joke?"

"It's too late, Mr. Zou can't keep his word."

"What do you want to hear? "Throwing the Handkerchief"?"

"It's too short to sing, I'm sorry. You can sing whatever you want, as long as it's longer than throwing a handkerchief."

Zou Yan leaned against the pillar of the gazebo, thought for a moment, and a slow and deep voice came out of his mouth.

"d. hello dark my old friend

i'talkwithyouagain. I'm talking with you again ping because a hallucination is creeping up

ping. left its seeds in my sleep

dinmybrain. This hallucination takes root in my mind and haunts me ainswite. Accompanied by the sound of silence

……

imight reach you. Take the hand I extend to you. Braindropsfell. But my words are like raindrops falling. Echoing in the silent well

......"

In the darkness, a pleasant voice came to his ears, and Zhang Jianyang was immediately bewitched. He walked slowly to Zou Yan unconsciously, and looked up at him fascinated, like a deer attracted by delicious fruits.

When he came back to his senses, the moving melody had disappeared, and he was hugged by Zou Yan and kissed deeply.