Hanqing Japanese Words

The night when Guan Qing confessed to Cheng Han was an ordinary night among countless rainy nights in Lijiang.

Both of them drank too much, and the rest of Cheng Han's band went back to their rooms to sleep, some with their arms around the girl, and some going to find her.

Guan Qing didn't look for the girl because he wasn't interested in girls himself, he was only interested in the man in front of him who was wrapped in a bath towel and still stiff somewhere.

Cheng Han didn't look for the girl because he was thinking that Guan Qing's father had just left for a few days. On the one hand, he couldn't leave him to enjoy himself, and on the other hand, he was a little tired of those things and those girls.

But this does not prevent the male {] sexual {organ} under the towel from being erected due to some external stimulation.

He and Guan Qing were sitting facing each other, and the two were fishing with their own ulterior motives. As long as Guan Qing raised his eyes, he would be facing the strong and smooth donkey under Cheng Han's towel.

Cheng Han threw down the cards in his hand, took a deep breath,

"I'll take a shower again, you either go to bed first."

He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He manipulated his right hand almost at the speed of light. His right hand hurt his left hand, and his left hand hurt again.

"This fucking drug! Damn it!"

Cheng Han gritted his teeth and scolded, there must be something wrong with the pack of cigarettes at night, it was like a chicken blood from the moment he finished smoking.In fact, it's not a big deal, just let it be hard, and it will pass if you resist.The problem lies with himself. He hasn't had a girl for a long time, and he hasn't touched this thing for a long time, so his drug resistance has dropped.

In the past when he was young, not to mention that some things were still mixed in the smoke, just not mixed, pure, the most he did was sleepless all night.

When Cheng Han came out of the bathroom, there was only a red wall lamp left in the room, and Guan Qing was huddled under the quilt, even his head was tightly wrapped.From the night that old man Guan was buried, Guan Qing slept in this position every day.

He was always afraid that Guan Qing would suffocate himself to death.

Cheng Han stepped forward and lifted the corner of his quilt, revealing a face that was so thin that it was almost mean. With his palms pressed against his forehead, he felt that his fever had subsided compared with the previous day, and he felt that his hands were hot, so he might not feel anything.Seeing the antipyretics on the bedside table, I wanted to wake him up and take them, but I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to sleep well, so I had to give up after much deliberation.

He tore off the bath towel and went to bed and turned off the light. The hotel sheets felt astringent to the touch, and the place where the quilt was pressed was always uncomfortable, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. He heard a rustle on the other bed, followed by the quilt being rolled into someone.

Cheng Han: "...Qing'er?" He rang out in the darkness with a peculiar northern accent, "Are you having nightmares again?"

No one spoke for half the salary, Cheng Han just shocked him, he felt Guan Qing's slender chin pressed against his shoulder bone, and it hurt so badly.I also thought that this person has been abnormal for the past few days. Guan Qing has never shed a single tear since the old man died, except for the last time he saw him in the hospital, his eyes were scarlet.

He thought to himself that his emotions would explode right now, right?Turning his head away quickly, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, but Guan Qing dodged it, and his face was almost squeezed into a gap between his shoulders and the pillow.

He felt Guan Qing's lips rubbing against his skin, exhaled hot and humid air, and said in a muffled voice in the dark:

"Cheng Han," Guang called his name, but fell silent again.

So he had no choice but to respond: "Yes."

"Let me tell you something,"

Cheng Han said, "Say it."

Guan Qing said again: "It's not easy to say."

Cheng Han just laughed, "Don't ink, just tell me if you have something to do, don't you want to borrow money? It's okay to borrow money, let me think about it."

Guan Qing fell silent again, feeling a little hurt.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, tell me, what's the matter?"

Guan Qing was silent for a while, then said:

"It's a bit long to say. When I was young, I hated you very much. You always bullied me and beat me up."

Cheng Han interrupted: "I sincerely apologize to you, I was wrong."

"Later, when I was a little older, when you were covering me at school, I knew that you took care of me for my father's sake, and you were afraid that I would be bullied."

Cheng Han interjected again: "It's not all about your father, the main thing is that you are also pitiful."

Guan Qing: "Can you shut up?"

Cheng Han: "Okay."

Guan Qing let out a big sigh, not knowing what to think, and laughed again, a little sadly.

"Later, we lived in a dormitory... Later, you went to prison, I... I was very strange during that time, I seemed to understand something, when you came out, it was... I saw you coming out of that gate At that moment, I suddenly understood.

Well, how should I say it?In fact, there is nothing to say. Originally, I planned to hold back for the rest of my life, but my father left too suddenly.Do you understand?It felt like, like, I bought a nice house, a nice car, a nice wine, and I'm taking him for a ride tomorrow, and he's gone tonight... just like that.It seems that if I didn't prepare anything, he would leave as soon as he left, but everything was prepared on my side, I was prepared, and he was also prepared, and it turned out..."

Guan Qing's breath was a bit heavy, and he sprayed tremblingly on Cheng Han's shoulders, causing Cheng Han's heart to go up and down. No matter how the heart beats, it’s not right, commonly known as—uncomfortable.

"So I thought, a lot of things will be done after I'm ready, maybe I won't have a chance."

The conversation stopped here, and Cheng Han waited quietly. He intuitively felt that Guan Qing's next words might be very impactful. It is very likely that you will not approve of major decisions, and they are very extreme and risky.

He waited in full alertness, and then a hand took his arm and slid down the veins on the inside of it until the hand at his side parted his loose fingers and interlocked with his. buckle.

At that moment, Cheng Han's hairs were matted, and he was more shocked than being struck by lightning. His body was stiff, and he tried his best to restrain the urge to throw Guan Qing out.But in the next moment, he immediately let go with lightning speed: They are all brothers who have played since childhood, and they have even touched everything, what's wrong with shaking hands!

But the strength of Guan Qing's hand holding him made him very tangled. He could feel that hand was as tight as an iron claw, but he only clasped it lightly, and he didn't dare to hold the porcelain.

"You should have guessed it, right?" He heard Guan Qing ask.

"Cough," Cheng Han said, "I should...can't guess."

The strength of that hand suddenly increased, and Guan Qing's neatly manicured nails sank into the flesh on the back of his hand.After Guan Qing sat up suddenly, he rolled over and straddled him with a "bass", and was sitting on a certain place where he wanted to restrain himself.

Cheng Han hurriedly said:

"Man, your posture is very strange, why don't you come down first and let's chat in a different posture?"

A very humorous sentence fell into Guan Qing's ears, but it made him very sad. He didn't believe that Cheng Han didn't understand, but what method should he use to pierce Cheng Han's fake humor of retreating into advance?

Guan Qing slowly bent down and pressed Cheng Han's forehead, both of them deliberately restrained their breathing.

"I like you for many years. I don't know when it started. I really have to dig deeper. It may have started when I hated you." He paused, "I didn't intend to say it, but I feel Everything sucks, it's been too many years, you know? It's very painful, I feel like I'm going to die, let alone, it's really the same as death."

His head slid weakly to the side of Cheng Han's face, and whispered in his ear: "You...can you tell me that you like me too?"

Cheng Han opened his mouth, and heard Guan Qing say:

"Forget it, you'd better stop talking. Let's do it directly. I don't want to make you sick, so just hug me? Whatever way you use, let me know you need me, okay?"

Cheng Han opened his mouth again, and realized that he was really at a loss for words.He should have been surprised at first, but when Guan Qingzhen said it, he seemed calm, as if he had expected it.

He gently put his hands on Guan Qing's back, and waited for Guan Qing's arched upper body to relax and stick to his chest, then he folded his arms little by little, and turned sideways to hold him in his arms.

As for Guan Qing, he put his arms around their chests cherishingly.

It seems that those memories emerged from the two bodies separately, and slowly merged between the chests that were close together, until they were intertwined with each other, and then scattered to the limbs, making it impossible to distinguish between you and me.