plastic rose

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit watery... because I am really not good at writing this kind of content... It takes 1 minute to write two words, and I feel dry when I look back after writing, and then I delete it and start a new mushroom .

Keep seeing the little angels here, thank you~

Retire~

"Even if you live in the trash, you are still a treasure. If I find the treasure, I will never let it go. You...don't regret it."

Facing Zheng Yuan's announcement, Ouyang dared not open his eyes.If you open your eyes, will you find that everything just now was a dream?

While hesitating, he felt Zheng Yuan's palm pressed against his cheek, cold and wet.He flicked his eyelashes, trying to open his eyes.

"Let you close your eyes."

Just seeing a glimmer of light, Zheng Yuan's words made him close his eyelids again.

"Good boy." Zheng Yuan's voice came closer, soft like clam meat wrapped in pearls, and seemed to be comforting a child.

Ouyang felt cold fingers slide over his eyebrows, lingering briefly on the brows, and then swept across the edges of his cheeks to the corner of his mouth.Then his face was held in the palm of his hand.The cold touch was very warm, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

A light kiss fell on his lips.Then there was another one, which was heavier than before, and stopped before the shortness of breath, just right, like a first kiss.He recalled that his first kiss was also with Zheng Yuan a few years ago, it was so nice.

Ouyang slowly opened his eyes, Zheng Yuan was sitting cross-legged, grinning at him.His smile was so pure, it was still as bright as ever under the dim light.

He waited for Ouyang to say something, but Ouyang just took Zheng Yuan's hands, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Zheng Yuan didn't speak any more.Warm fragrance and warm jade is a man's dream.But Ouyang's embrace was not soft at all...it was not fragrant...it smelled like blue laundry detergent from Blue Moon.He and Ouyang used a bottle of laundry detergent these days, but now he can clearly recognize Ouyang's smell.The scent of wood, ink, and tobacco reassured him.

After the peace of mind, it is real fatigue.He put his head on Ouyang's shoulder and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Ouyang smiled, shook his shoulder and said, "Are you stupid? Don't say sorry again."

Zheng Yuan allowed himself to lean on Ouyang, grinning and explained: "No...it's my right foot that's numb. Master, can you please help me up..."

Ouyang couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this.He knew that Zheng Yuan was not good at manipulating the atmosphere, but it was the first time he had seen such an off-line.He held back a smirk seriously and wanted to rub Zheng Yuan's leg. Zheng Yuan protected his right leg with the expression of eating sour apricot, and dodged Ouyang's claws with a full face of horror.

Ouyang's hands stopped in mid-air, and seeing Zheng Yuan sitting on the floor trying to straighten his legs, he ordered: "Stretch your feet over here."

Zheng Yuan carefully moved his right leg according to his words, and Ouyang gently massaged the sole of his right foot.

"Please...be gentle..." A numbness spread from the sole of the foot to the calf, Zheng Yuan propped his hands behind his back and begged from a sideways body.

Ouyang focused on his feet and didn't answer.After rubbing for a while, guessing that the soreness and numbness on his feet had almost faded away, he raised his head to look at Zheng Yuan, and asked lightly, "Did you really quit your job?"

Zheng Yuan nodded and explained: "It's just because this job is not suitable for me, nothing else."

"I always think that this job is not suitable for you. Although you were tired before than now, you look much happier." Ouyang said, his fingers crawled up his ankles, and smiled: "You look like this, you are not afraid of me sneaking up on you ?”

"Ah?" Zheng Yuan stopped grinning, stared at Ouyang's playful expression with rounded eyes, glanced at the mid-air behind Ouyang, and asked with a different expression: "Do you dare? "

Ouyang has never seen this expression before.Those black and white eyes looked up at him, with some jokes, provocations, and temptations hidden behind them.

Ouyang let go of Zheng Yuan's ankle and stood up, with his back facing Zheng Yuan and bowed his head to think about it, took two steps forward, then backed up, turned around again, lowered his eyes and did not look at Zheng Yuan, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Zheng Yuan looked at Ouyang's figure who was practicing backing into a garage, and saw his expression of racking his brains and thinking, and knew that he took his temptation seriously.He waved his hand in mid-air, trying to dispel the awkward atmosphere.He was about to say "I'm kidding, don't take it seriously", but was scared away by the face that suddenly rushed in front of him.

Before he could say anything more, he was blocked by Ouyang's kiss.The sudden kiss made him breathless like a downpour.There was a fuse in his head, which was being blown inch by inch. He didn't wake up suddenly until Ouyang's fingers got into the T-shirt and touched his ribs.He is a single old dog and cannot stand such teasing.Ouyang was taller than him, and the situation where he was lying on top of him made him feel an inexplicable threat.

Zheng Yuan couldn't bear to think again, and punched Ouyang on the shoulder blade.Ouyang raised his face and stared at Zheng Yuan with a dazed look in his eyes, but he saw through his confusion in an instant.

"I said you..." When he had time to say something, Zheng Yuan hurriedly opened his mouth to try to stop Ouyang and hide his guilty conscience, but a thumb pressed his lips.

Ouyang held his face firmly, staring at every expression change on his face undisguisedly, embarrassing Zheng Yuan.He tried to turn his head away, and then said: "...your glasses are dead, don't mess around."

After hearing this, Ouyang leaned forward again.Zheng Yuan thought that Ouyang was about to kiss him again, so he turned his face away in a panic.Unexpectedly, Ouyang still kissed his lips, licked his lower lip, and then bit hard.

Shocked by the pain, Zheng Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed Ouyang away, struggling to stand up while supporting his old waist, rubbing his lower lip, and using the light to look at his fingers, his lips seemed to be bleeding.

Zheng Yuan clicked his tongue and wiped his lips again.Wanting to blame something, in the end he just reached out and rubbed Ouyang's hair with both hands, rubbing it vigorously until the soft black hair was a mess, as if this could squeeze out Ouyang's innermost feelings without words.

Ouyang moved towards Zheng Yuan, with guilt in his eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry. Does it still hurt?"

Zheng Yuan frowned, shook his head and said: "Can it not hurt, let me try to take a bite."

Ouyang nodded, and stretched the back of his right hand in front of Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan stretched out his right hand, spread his palm upwards, hooked his fingers at Ouyang, and Ouyang clasped his right hand in vain, resting on the open palm.

"Stinky boy, are you a dog?" Holding Ouyang's hand, Zheng Yuan calmed down, pretending to frown, and teasingly asked.

Ouyang stared at Zheng Yuan's palm, without raising his head, he said, "Wang."

Zheng Yuan was dumbfounded, and asked back: "Wang?"

Ouyang raised his eyebrows, cast a questioning look mixed with grievance from his buried face, and said again: "Wang."

Zheng Yuan was transformed by Ouyang Meng like this, and his heart became a pool of warm syrup.He knew that Ouyang had something to say, but he couldn't say it.Turn over the palm of your hand to hold Ouyang's hand, and clenched it tightly.After a while, he let go of his hand, rubbed Ouyang's open palm with his thumb, and asked, "Speak directly."

Ouyang fell silent, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, raised his head and explained unhurriedly: "Sorry. I just don't like you testing me on that kind of thing. Last time... also..."

that kind of thing.Zheng Yuan knew what Ouyang was referring to.Just now he was indeed teasing Ouyang with a tentative mentality.Ouyang likes him, to what extent does he like him?After the test just now, he had a deeper confirmation.

He also confirmed another thing: the reason why he wanted to test Ouyang was because he hadn't figured out how to respond to Ouyang.Last time, he seemed to lick Ouyang's ear?That was just to scare Ouyang away, now Zheng Yuan doesn't want to scare him away.

Zheng Yuan stretched out his arms to hook Ouyang's neck, pulled him closer to his side, and hugged him gently so that he could hide his expression.

"I'm telling the truth, don't laugh..."

Ouyang patted the back of his neck, motioning him to continue talking.

Zheng Yuan sighed and read in a low voice: "..."

Zheng Yuan's familiar voice was soft and boneless.A trace of warm breath tickled Ouyang's earlobe. He only remembered that something touched the soft place in his heart at this moment, making his heart itchy, sad, and heartbroken, but he couldn't hear a word clearly.

Ouyang gently pushed Zheng Yuan away, wanting him to repeat what he said just now face to face.Outside the dark window, a bright light flashed down silently, followed by deafening thunder.

"Wow!" Before he could see Zheng Yuan's expression clearly, Ouyang's loosened hand tightened again, as if trying to rub Zheng Yuan into his body.

Zheng Yuan was almost forced out of his mouth by the sudden thunder and arm strength.He coughed violently, hugged Ouyang tightly, stroked Ouyang's back with his palms, and calmed Ouyang's emotions quietly.

Ouyang is a big man who is afraid of thunder.It is definitely a joke to tell others about this matter.Only Zheng Yuan knew why he was afraid.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window again, and Ouyang subconsciously hugged Zheng Yuan tighter.Zheng Yuan let go of his hands and covered his ears.

Ouyang frowned, pressed his hands from his ears, and hugged him tightly in his arms, with a slight tremor in his voice, he begged, "Stay with me."

Zheng Yuan struggled to break apart Ouyang's tightly bound arms, pushed him away, searched for the little person in his eyes, moved his lips helplessly, sighed, and said, "There is me."

Ouyang An settled down and wanted to hug Zheng Yuan.Zheng Yuan grabbed his arms, stalemate for a moment, raised his eyes and asked, "Ouyang Wensi, how do you want me to accompany you?"

After understanding what Zheng Yuan said, Ouyang lowered his head the next time the thunder rang, and did not seek Zheng Yuan's comfort, as if he was thinking about an extremely obscure question.

After hesitating for a moment, he gently shook off Zheng Yuan's hands, stretched out his right arm around Zheng Yuan's back, and lightly put his palm on Zheng Yuan's waist.The moment he bent his legs and dived, his left arm accurately hugged Zheng Yuan's legs.

Before Zheng Yuan could react, he used the inertia of getting up to hug Zheng Yuan horizontally.

Zheng Yuan only felt his center of gravity leaning back for a moment, and his neck and back remained stiff like a conditioned reflex. Although he felt his waist sinking down, it was not very comfortable, and his hands were struggling in the air. He looked up to see Ouyang's serious expression , and finally chose to give up struggling honestly.Realizing that they were now grasshoppers tied to a rope, he put his left arm around the back of Ouyang's neck and said, "Stop making trouble. My psoas muscles will be strained for another 10 years."

Ouyang ignored Zheng Yuan's words, hugged him tightly in his bedroom without making a sound, threw him on the flat and tidy bed, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, bent down and whispered: "Then just lie down obediently."

The bed smelled like a mixture of laundry detergent and sunlight, so comfortable that he didn't want to move.But hearing Ouyang's words, Zheng Yuan was startled and sat up abruptly.He grabbed Ouyang's arms and was about to jump off the bed, but found that Ouyang's arms were trembling slightly.The skin that was always cold became extremely warm.

Seeing Ouyang flapping his eyelashes quickly, wanting to fly away but unwilling to look away, Zheng Yuan felt an uncontrollable joy in his heart.He laughed out loud, dragged Ouyang to the bed, turned over and sat on top of Ouyang's waist, held his face, and kissed him from forehead to nose tip all the way with a smile.After stopping to kiss, he raised his head to observe Ouyang's face carefully.His gaze ranged from his smooth forehead to the slightly raised corners of his eyes, to the bridge of his nose, to his tightly closed lips.

Zheng Yuan's heart was full of joy, so much that it was about to overflow.He kissed Ouyang's lips again, pecked once, and pecked again, like a child kissing the most cherished baby.

Pulling Ouyang's short black and soft hair with his fingers, he raised his head, looked at Ouyang with a smile and tenderness, and asked, "Are you still afraid?"

Ouyang shook his head, raised a hand to cover his eyes and replied, "I'm afraid that I'll fall on you, and my hands are shaking..."

Zheng Yuan grabbed the hand covering his eyes, pressed a kiss on his finger, and said with a smile, "Still shaking?"

Ouyang shook his head again, letting Zheng Yuan's delicate kisses land on his fingers and back of his hands.This delicate kiss made his heart very satisfied.

He took off his glasses, and pulled Zheng Yuan towards him, letting him fall into his arms.Kiss him repeatedly, stroke his cheeks, neck, collarbone.

Through the soft T-shirt, he stroked the protruding shoulder blades inch by inch.The shoulder blades fluttered and fluttered with Zheng Yuan's hand stroking his cheek, leaving an extremely touching touch in his palm.

Ouyang's hand stroked down along the arc of the spine, and the other hand hugged the ground even tighter.Frightened by Ouyang's increasingly presumptuous kiss, Zheng Yuan put his arm on his shoulder, trying to push him away.

But it didn't work.

Ouyang's hands rubbed Zheng Yuan's ribs and waist repeatedly, making his heart soften, and soften again.Sink in a little bit, sinking into the endless sound of rain.

Dazzled before his eyes, he realized that Ouyang turned over and covered him.

It wasn't as scary as last time, but he still woke up, put his hand on Ouyang's mouth, and said softly, "Okay, be good."

Ouyang didn't speak, raised his head from Zheng Yuan's neck, looked into Zheng Yuan's eyes, and only after confirming his meaning, he lightly pecked Zheng Yuan's shoulder, and let go of the arms that were encircling him.

Zheng Yuan Dingqing looked at him, only to see a moving sparkle in his eyes.Zheng Yuan avoided this gaze, thought for a while, then lazily lay down with his back to Ouyang, stirred up his food finger a few times, and whispered without looking back: "Come and lie down."

Ouyang looked at the back, feeling anxious and even more heartbroken.Putting away the frustration of being rejected, he stretched out his hands to smooth out the crumpled sheets, moved behind Zheng Yuan, and lay down next to him.

He was hesitating whether to hug Zheng Yuan, but Zheng Yuan pulled his hand in front of him, covering his stomach, motionless.

"Today...I'm sorry." Zheng Yuan said suddenly after lying down for a while.

Ouyang pecked him on the shoulder to show his understanding.Seeing that he didn't resist, Ouyang moved closer to him.

"Stay away from me, I'm sweaty all over here." Feeling Ouyang rubbing up like a puppy, Zheng Yuan urged.

Ouyang naturally refused to relax, but the hand covering Zheng Yuan's stomach gained a little strength.

The thunder and lightning outside the window had gone, leaving only the sound of unstoppable rain.The two listened quietly to the sound of the rain, not knowing how long it had passed.This kind of quietness was so comfortable that neither of them wanted to speak.

The sound of the rain gradually subsided, Zheng Yuan closed his eyes and said, "It's not bad to hug like this."

He knew Ouyang was listening.

Um.Ouyang responded, and stretched the arms under him against the sheet at Zheng Yuan's waist to his abdomen, and finally he was able to embrace Zheng Yuan with both hands.Zheng Yuan seems to have lost weight recently, and there is no trace of fat on his flat stomach.

"It would be nice if the rain kept falling." Hugging Zheng Yuan, he put his face on the warm back of his neck, the smell of sweat was reassuring, he murmured softly.

Zheng Yuan's hand stretched forward, and his fingers slowly curled Ouyang's hair.It was so gentle that it almost made him cry.

"Shall we go somewhere else for a stroll?" Sensing his depression, Zheng Yuan seemed to suggest inadvertently.

Ouyang rubbed his forehead against Zheng Yuan's shoulder blade and asked, "Where are you going?"

Zheng Yuan stroked his hair, pondered for a moment and said: "Let's go to a place where no one knows us."

This conversation seemed familiar.

Ouyang hugged Zheng Yuan tightly, the back collar of the soft T-shirt seemed a little wet.I don't know if it's Zheng Yuan's sweat or something else.