Ichimori Peace

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What does this kiss mean?

Song Sen'an smiled and said, "I don't want to see you cry."

Xia Ying was lost, "It's just this?"

Song Sen'an rubbed his hair, smiled and said nothing, and asked, "How did it feel when I kissed you?"

Xia Xing's face was flushed red, he didn't know how to speak, it felt like a drum, beating non-stop, his heart could hardly bear it.

He didn't speak, but Song Sen'an knew it when he saw his expression.Song Sen'an said, "Let's forget it if you can't describe it."

He looked at his watch and said, "I'm going to do some shopping, do you want a piece?"

Xia Xing wanted to agree, but he still had a class to attend, so he shook his head.

Song Sen'an said, "Then I'll go first, see you next time."

Hearing the word "next time", Xia Xing became sad, but this next time, I don't know when it will be.

Seeing Song Sen'an who was about to leave, he stretched out his hand to hold the other party, making a choice in his heart, if he wanted to skip class, he would skip class, anyway, he also escaped once.

"I'm with you." He whispered, holding the book in his hand tightly.

Song Sen'an asked, "Aren't you going to class?"

"I'm out of class." After Xia Ying finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at Song Sen'an.

Song Sen'an stared at him, smiled, held his hand, and said, "Then let's go together."

Xia Xing didn't know whether he was happy or nervous, his heart was beating fast, he thought that after this time, he would never lie again.

Really, never again, never tell a lie.

Chapter 31

Driving to a large shopping mall, there are many people coming and going and shopping here. When Song Sen'an and Xia Ying got out of the car, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Xia Xing didn't like those gazes, so he approached Song Sen'an, and asked, "Sen'an, what are you going to buy?"

Song Sen'an looked at him, didn't speak, and then replied, "Buy paint and colored paper for Xiaocheng."

Xia Xing raised his stick, and suddenly said, "You are very kind to Song Cheng."

Song Sen'an said, "That's for sure, after all, I'm only his younger brother."

For some reason, Xia Xing felt uncomfortable in his chest and panicked, probably jealous that Song Cheng could be cared and taken care of by Song Sen'an.

"What are you thinking about?"

"No...it's nothing." Xia Xing regained consciousness and forced a smile.

Song Sen'an chuckled, covered his expression, held his hand, and walked inside.

This shopping mall is full of beautiful things in eyes and clear divisions. They go upstairs to the first floor where painting materials are sold.Probably there are few people who come to buy this stationery, and the area is quiet.

Song Sen'an walked past several shops, didn't go in to look, and then stopped at the waiting place.

Xia Ying was puzzled and asked, "Aren't you going shopping?"

Song Sen'an said, "Xia Xing, wait for me here first, after I go shopping for those things, I'll come here to find you."

Xia Xing panicked inexplicably, "I can accompany you."

Song Sen'an said, "I'll be back when I go."

Xia Xing wanted to say something else, but Song Sen'an blocked him with a word."Don't worry about me too much," he said.

Xia Xing froze, but Song Sen'an left with his hands, leaving him alone.His heart felt like being pricked by a needle, and it hurt constantly.

He remained silent, sat on the stool, and waited for Song Sen'an.Time was torturing him minute by minute, he was sad and had nowhere to vent.

He felt that Song Sen'an was far away from him, and every time he wanted to get close to him, the other party would push him away, as if telling him that he would never get into his heart.

Forever, what a cruel word, what a miserable wait.

Maybe he shouldn't dream of getting Song Sen'an's love, maintaining the status quo should be enough, extravagant hopes will only be a burden.

Xia Ying, you should be content, and you must be content.

Xia Ying, you should be content, and you must be content.

Thinking of this, Xia Xing's heart ached even more, but the pain could not be healed.

unless……

unless……

Song Sen'an could love him, but how could that be possible.

"Xia Xing?" An unfamiliar voice called out not far away.

Xia Xing looked up and saw the woman in white, she was slightly taken aback, and then called, "Aunt Qianjiu."

Ren Qianjiu came to Xia Xing's side, smiled softly, "It's really you, I thought I recognized the wrong person."

She added, "Are you here to buy something?"

"No, I'll accompany someone else." Xia Xing said lightly, lowering her head.

Ren Qianjiu guessed, "Girlfriend?"

Xia Xing blushed, then turned pale, he shook his head, "Friend."

"No way, I remember you didn't have any deep friends before."

Xia Ying said softly, "The past is the past, but now it's all changed."

Ren Qianjiu smiled, "Okay, then do you want me to wait for her with you?"

Xia Xing shook his head and refused directly, "No need."

Ren Qianjiu said, "You, don't be shy."

Xia Ying blushed, bowed her head in silence, and looked embarrassed.

Ren Qianjiu's phone vibrated, and when she saw someone's call, she said to Xia Xing, "My wife urged me to go downstairs, so I left first."

Xia Ying said politely, "Well, goodbye, Aunt Qianjiu."

Ren Qianjiu just walked a few steps, then turned to look at Xia Xing, "Xiao Xing, if you have difficulties in life, you can still find me at the bar, and I can arrange a better job for you."

Xia Xing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Understood."

If possible, where would he go if he was really cornered.

That bar, that nightmare.

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Song Sen'an came out of the material store, walked forward with his things, and passed the woman in white. He seemed to remember someone, but when he turned around, he didn't see the woman again.

When he thought about it, he frowned, but he didn't care about it. After all, there are some things, he'd better leave them alone.

He came to Xia Xing's side, coughed lightly, Xia Xing looked at him dazedly, and slowly stood up.

"bought it?"

"Well, let's go back."

Xia Xing was stunned, and asked, "Where are you going back?"

Song Sen'an smiled, "Of course it's my house. If you don't want to come, I can take you home first."

"No..." Xia Xing's complexion recovered, and she whispered, "I'll go to your house."

He thinks that Song Sen'an still has feelings for you, and he must have feelings for you. This is his comfort and gives him the courage to stay by Song Sen'an's side.

Song Sen'an, I like you, can you also like me a little bit?

Just a little, just a little, is enough.

Chapter 32

After coming out of the shopping mall, Xia Xing had a bold idea in his mind. This time he wanted Song Sen'an to marry him. Anyway, he had already degraded in front of Song Sen'an. If he was shameless, he wouldn't make Song Sen'an feel disgusted.He didn't know what kind of thinking he was thinking about. Now he felt uneasy. He felt that Song Sen'an was far away from him, and the only way for him to get close to Song Sen'an was physical contact.

Between men and men, feelings are secondary, and physical satisfaction is important.When he was in class, the professor said that the sex drive is the most primitive.

Xia Xing's heart is clean, but he also understands some things. He has never seen pornography, but he knows how to do it.

He was nervous, so nervous, the journey to Song Sen'an now turned into his self-defeating, self-destructive imagination.

Song Sen'an would kiss him, possess him, and torture him severely.

Thinking about it, his heart beat faster and his face turned red.

Song Sen'an saw Xia Ying's expression through the perspective mirror, frowned, and called out in a low voice, "Xia Ying?"

"En...why...what's the matter?" Xia Xing panicked, looking like a child who has done something wrong, with a stutter in his speech.

"You were very inattentive when you came out of the mall, what were you thinking?" Song Sen'an asked gently with a smile.

Xia Xing glanced at Song Sen'an, bowed his head quickly, afraid that Song Sen'an would notice his dirty thoughts, maybe he could tell Song Sen'an directly and clearly, but he felt that Song Sen'an would not want to hear him talk about love, let alone Song Sen'an Sen'an has a person he loves very much, he is nothing, according to the current term to sum him up, he is the junior mistress.Maybe, he wasn't even a mistress.

Being with Song Sen'an like this is good enough, but he still has delusions, and those delusions are indelible.

"No... didn't think about anything." Xia Xing tried hard to calm herself down, said softly, and shrank herself in the seat.

"Is it really all right? I think you feel a little unwell." Song Sen'an said, and touched Xia Xing's forehead with one free hand, "I don't have a fever."

Xia Ying blushed like blood, bit her lip, and hastily turned her face away to avoid Song Sen'an's contact. The body temperature would make him think wildly.

Song Sen'an didn't do anything more, and drove quietly, his eyes were fixed on the front, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

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Back at the villa, Song Sen'an parked the car and looked sideways at Xia Xing, who was actually asleep.

No pretense, no defense, so quiet.

He was silent, staring at Xia Xing's sleeping face, and suddenly put his hand on the other's neck, but he didn't use any strength.It was easy for the other party to die, but he didn't want to kill the other party so quickly.

His slender fingers lingered on Xia Xing's neck, but in the end he did nothing.

Song Sen'an just wanted to wake Xia Ying up, but found it troublesome, so he opened the car door and carried Xia Ying into the house. As expected, Xia Ying was very light.He went upstairs and gently put the other party on the bed. After this action, Xia Xing's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't open his eyes.

Song Sen'an's eyes were cold and playful. He sat beside the bed, raised his hand to touch Xia Xing's cheek, rubbed her lips, and kissed her lightly.There was no emotion in this kiss, he knew what Xia Xing was thinking, but it was hard for him to have that kind of plan.

After he finished kissing, he got up to leave, Xia Xing reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, opened his eyes and looked at him with confusion.He asked, "Why...don't you continue?"

Song Sen'an smiled and asked, "Do you want me to continue?"

Xia Xing hesitated for a moment, then nodded affirmatively.This is not an invitation, and in Song Sen'an's eyes, he behaved too contemptuously.

The darkness in Song Sen'an's eyes became stronger, he touched Xia Xing's head, and said softly, "I don't want to hurt you."

Xia Ying pursed her lips and whispered, "If it were you, I wouldn't be afraid."

Song Sen'an had no choice but to lean over and kiss Xia Xing's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Next time."

"No...just today...can today be okay?