his cat [Rebirth]

"Should moss."

"Should moss."

"Should be moss, should be mossed!"

Xing Yingtai and Chongshan came back from Pang Tong's house. Within a minute, Chongshan called him at least ten times.

At the very beginning, Xing Yingtai would respond with 'what? ', and then simply pretended not to hear.He turned on the desk lamp, sat at the desk, and began to revise page by page of the handouts he had written before.

The students Xing Yingtai is currently teaching are mainly high school students, and the lecture notes are naturally the college entrance examination questions and mock questions over the years.After the compilation of questions, there are answers written by Xing Yingtai himself, the summarized rules and answering skills.

At this time, Xing Yingtai was revising the answer section.Most of the answers to the college entrance examination questions are concise, easy to judge and seldom talk about the reasons.Xing Yingtai translated the long paragraph in the title from English to English.He had only learned how to translate in class before, but he knew it would be troublesome if he really did it himself. No matter how he translated it, he felt something was wrong, and he couldn’t seem to find the right words to express his meaning, so he kept revising after writing.

Chongshan was in a very excited mood at this time, he walked up to Xing Yingtai's side and kept calling his name, but he didn't know what to say.

When he saw that Xing Yingtai was sitting at the desk again, and was about to revise his thick stack of manuscripts, Chongshan suddenly stepped forward and reached out to pat the book in front of Xing Yingtai.

Xing Yingtai paused, stopped, and looked up at Chongshan.

Chongshan said: "It's rare to take a day off and stop working."

"I don't work now, and I have to stay up late at night."

"Then stay with me for a while, and I'll help you translate tonight."

Hearing this, Xing Yingtai put down her pen, looked at Chongshan calmly, and motioned for you to speak directly.

Although he never thought of asking Chongshan for help.

Chongshan made a swallowing movement in his throat, he looked at Xing Yingtai nervously, and cut to the point: "Yingtai, what does 'I have someone I can't let go of' mean?"

Xing Yingtai paused, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "...that's what you think."

Chongshan heaved a sigh of relief, visibly relaxed.He looked at Xing Yingtai seriously with his wet eyes.

Those eyes are so sincere that no one who looks at him is willing to hide anything.

Chongshan sat on Xing Yingtai's lap, and then gently hugged the young man's long and slender neck like a still developing boy.The two sat facing each other, Chongshan slightly lowered his eyes, staring at Xing Yingtai's sharply protruding Adam's apple.

Chongshan opened his mouth slowly, he said:

"...Yingtai, I love you so much that I can give you..."

Having said this, Chongshan paused, hesitated a bit, gritted his teeth, and continued, "Even if you don't want it, I can still hand over my life to you....What about you, Ying Tai, do you like it?" me?"

Chongshan raised his head, looking nervously into Xing Yingtai's eyes.

Xing Yingtai saw her own face in Chongshan's pupils.Xing Yingtai found that she seemed to be infected by Chongshan in her eyes, and her expression was a little nervous.What are you nervous about?It was Chongshan who was waiting for his answer.

Waiting is the most frustrating thing. Chongshan never knew that a second could last so long.He can't think about anything now, he can only sit stiffly on Xing Yingtai's lap, waiting for this man's trial with a tragic mood like stretching his neck.

Xing Yingtai's heart beat faster and faster.

What should I say?

Xing Yingtai closed her eyes.He knew that what he said next was the answer told to him by a voice from deep inside.

他 说:

"……I like."

Yeah, why not like it.

He has always liked that man who doesn't want to contact others, but opens his heart to himself and gives everything.

The man was handsome, well-mannered, and neatly dressed.But he is eccentric, likes to eat sweets, drink soup, and likes to take a bath.He can soak for a long time if no one fishes him out of the tub.

He is funny and humorous, and he can tell stories full of wit and wit with just one mouth.This is even more so when writing novels. Although the content of the stories is not what Xing Yingtai is interested in, he can't help but buy one after another. Late at night after finishing his studies, he hides under the quilt and uses a flashlight with his tired eyes open finished reading.

He wrote Xing Yingtai in the novel, falling in love with and marrying a person with the word "good" in his name.

... Xing Yingtai wants to read his articles for the rest of his life.

Xing Yingtai never wanted to see him again.

Hearing the three light words of the person in front of him, Chongshan's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

His heart was beating hard, 'pounding'! 'thumping'! 'thumping'!Every now and then, it was as if someone was beating a drum on the heart of Chongshan's ribs.

Chongshan's hands trembled.He didn't want Xing Yingtai to hear the sound of his heartbeat, but his body softened involuntarily. He gasped for breath, and his body fell forward uncontrollably, onto Xing Yingtai's body.

Chongshan reluctantly held the handle of the chair, he was breathing hard, and he didn't want to get too close to Xing Yingtai.He didn't think there was anything wrong with being thick-skinned, even in front of Xing Yingtai he was always very open.But now for some reason, he is more nervous and shy than standing naked in front of Xing Yingtai.

Chongshan trembled all over, trying to stay away from Xing Yingtai, so as not to be caught by his heartbeat that was about to explode.

And at this moment, Xing Yingtai suddenly raised her hand and put her arms around Chongshan's waist.

Chongshan let out a sound from his throat that seemed to be crying, and he could no longer control it. Chongshan fell into Xing Yingtai's arms, hugged his neck tightly, and greedily and madly kissed the young man's cheeks, ears and skin, lips.Chongshan raised his trembling fingers, and while unbuttoning Xing Yingtai's clothes, he touched his hot and smooth skin.

Chong Shan didn't remember that day very clearly.

I only remember that I was out of breath when I kissed Xing Yingtai. He was too excited, his heart was beating too hard, and he was short of oxygen, and black shadows flashed before his eyes from time to time.

There was chaos in his head, but it was clearer than ever before.

The surrounding atmosphere is intimate and sticky, like sea water enveloping him layer by layer.

There was a strange and vague female voice, inexplicably sounding from the bottom of Chongshan's heart.

...... My own youth connects the dark shadows one after another.

over my body.Immediately afterwards, I realized,

I cried.

There was a mysterious black figure moving behind me, and it grabbed my hair and pulled it back.

And a yell - I'm just struggling.

"Who caught you this time? Guess!"

"Death," I replied.

Listen, the echo like a silver bell: "It's not death, it's love!"