two-way mark

Yan Cheng's words meant rejection.

Chi Xiye paused under his feet, held the car door and looked back at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng let him watch, and after a while, he covered the roof of the car with the back of his hand and coaxed softly: "Hey, go in."

Chi Xiye just said that he wanted to give Yan Cheng time, and he couldn't push too hard right now, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart, and couldn't figure it out for a while—is it only because of the glands that Yan Cheng is so indifferent?

Chi Xiye's heart was in a mess, but his face didn't show it at all. He smiled at Yan Cheng, then reached out and grabbed Yan Cheng's collar to pull him down, raised his head and gave a kiss that could be parted at the touch of a finger, then turned his head and slipped into the room. in the car.

What Yan Cheng didn't see was that when Chi Xiye turned his back, the smile that was still on his face just now disappeared immediately, his brows were tightly frowned, and his face was gloomy.

When Yan Cheng was driving, Chi Xiye chatted with him a few words, the two of them tacitly did not mention the past, Chi Xiye only said a few words about his school affairs, then lowered his head to fiddle with the phone, borrowing the help of his drooping hair Blocking his expression, he subconsciously bit his lower lip.

After the initial panic passed, and the surprise and grief also calmed down, Chi Xiye was able to calm down and think, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

Yan Cheng's reason had too many loopholes.

Chi Xiye tapped blindly on the phone screen with his fingers, and his nails occasionally made a crisp sound when they collided with the screen.

He carefully recalled what he had said to Yan Cheng in the private room. Yan Cheng's surprised and hesitant expression flashed in Chi Xiye's mind when he talked about the glands. As soon as his fingers stopped, they slowly curled back into his palms .

Yan Cheng lied, glands or something was not the reason for Yan Cheng to reject him at all, but he just found out at that time that Yan Cheng was using this excuse to lie to him.

Chi Xiye silently raised his head, watching the light and shadow on Yan Cheng's handsome side face.

Yan Cheng happened to meet a red light, turned around after parking the car and found that Chi Xiye was also looking at him, he couldn't help but reached out and pinched Chi Xiye's face, the delicate touch remained on Yan Cheng's fingertips, he was not natural He twitched his fingers and retracted them, put his hands on the steering wheel and grasped them tightly before asking, "Why are you looking at me?"

Chi Xiye looked at Yan Cheng's vigorous hand, and slowly shifted his gaze to Yan Cheng's face.

The time for the red light at this intersection was a bit long, Chi Xiye looked at Yan Cheng, frowned, and said softly: "Look at you, you are so pretty."

As Chi Xiye's voice disappeared, Yan Cheng's eyes sank for a moment, as if something was surging and trying to break free.

Chi Xiye leaned on the backrest, looked at Yan Cheng seriously, and said with a smile, "It's so amazing, I suddenly remembered that you asked me this way before, even the scenes are similar."

"I also said at that time, you are beautiful." Chi Xiye squinted his eyes, as if he was lost in the memory: "Then I didn't know where I stepped on your thunder point, and I almost had a fight. In the end, you seemed to say, I don't care what kind of person you like."

After so many years, this infrequent recall of the past should have been blurred long ago, but in fact there is only one connecting thread, as long as you find that thread, the memories will surge out.

Following Chi Xiye's slow voice, Yan Cheng also remembered that period of the past.

At that time, his mood was unclear, and what he said was vague even to himself, but he remembered the past, but he couldn't remember what he was thinking at that time—because now he only has one Chi Xi in his heart and mind. ye.

"Xiaochi..." Yan Cheng said, "At that time..."

"Yan Cheng." Chi Xiye called him, pointed to the front, and interrupted: "The light is going to turn green."

Yan Cheng withdrew his gaze, watched the traffic light change and stepped on the gas pedal, speechless all the way.

After Yan Cheng sent Chi Xiye downstairs to the hotel, he didn't speak, and Chi Xiye didn't intend to open the car door to leave. The two of them sat in the car for a few minutes, and Chi Xiye was the first to ask: "Yan Cheng, what are you talking about?" Do you know why we made such a fuss at the time?"

Yan Cheng moved uncomfortably. He has blamed himself countless times over the years, but when he heard Chi Xiye ask him at this time, he still couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart, "It's all my fault, I lied to you, again……"

"No, Yan Cheng, why don't you understand yet?" Chi Xiye touched Yan Cheng's hand and took it, only to find that Yan Cheng's palm was covered with cold sweat.

He felt a little distressed, took out two tissues and wiped Yan Cheng's hands carefully, then folded his own hands and held them tightly, the heat was transferred between the two tightly pressed palms, Yan Cheng unconsciously relaxed down.

"It took me a lot of time to figure it out. In fact, you weren't planning to lie to me in the first place, were you?" Chi Xiye's voice was soft but clear: "You just didn't explain the reason clearly, and I was self-righteous. From the very beginning, the two of us had diametrically opposed ideas."

Yan Cheng wanted to speak, Chi Xiye glanced at him and shook his head, Yan Cheng closed his mouth again.

"Both of us are actually wrong. You don't want to say anything clearly. You always leave some ambiguous words for me to interpret. I finished the interpretation without authorization, and then insisted on going my own way. I don't want to listen to anything else."

Chi Xiye sighed faintly, "I value my self-esteem more than anything else, and I think I'm smart. When I saw me...when I saw my brother's photo, I felt that everything before was fake. I won't leave you any The room for it is that I did too much.”

Yan Cheng couldn't hold back and said, "No, you're not wrong...it's all my fault, it was me at that time..."

"Don't take all the faults on yourself. We ended so ugly, how could it be caused by you alone." Chi Xiye patted Yan Cheng's hand: "You should come out, Yan Cheng. I will take care of you Alive, living well and being comfortable, we still have a lot to come, a lot of time."

"Look, I have learned to express now." Chi Xiye looked at Yan Cheng and smiled reassuringly, "If we want to go further together, I think confession and expression are the most important part. What about you? Have you learned it?"

Yan Cheng's back stiffened immediately, and he took a tentative look at Chi Xiye.

Chi Xiye kept staring at Yan Cheng, did not miss Yan Cheng's quick sizing up, but couldn't help laughing because of Yan Cheng's childlike expression.

He knew what Yan Cheng's look meant, so he said bluntly: "I know you're lying to me, but I only caught a faint glimpse of the real reason, it's not too clear, and I don't want to guess by myself. .”

Chi Xiye bent his index finger and scratched Yan Cheng's palm with a very intimate force, he said: "I know you must have your own reasons for not wanting to say, I won't continue to guess, but if you think it over, Just tell me, okay?"

Chi Xiye said: "I don't want to be separated from you again because of not being honest enough—although we are not together yet."

Yan Cheng was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Xiaochi, are you afraid of me?"

Chi Xiye glanced at Yan Cheng in surprise, and asked, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

Yan Cheng shook his head and said solemnly: "I will tell you, Xiaochi, as long as I have a little time, I will tell you."

Chi Xiye stopped forcing him, and pointed to his mouth: "Okay, then Mr. Yan, I'm leaving, do you want to give me a goodnight kiss?"

Hearing the word sir, Yan Cheng's eyes lit up immediately, he pressed Chi Xiye towards him without hesitation, and kissed his mouth with his head sideways.

The interior is a bit cramped, but that doesn't affect their maneuverability.

Yan Cheng stretched out his tongue to entangle with Chi Xiye, sucked and pulled the tip of Chi Xiye's tongue, and licked* his sensitive tongue and gums, sweeping across every inch of Chi Xiye's mouth. It was a scorching breath, and an ambiguous voice filled the entire carriage, constantly echoing in the ears of the two of them.

Chi Xiye was so kissed that he couldn't breathe. He put his palm on Yan Cheng's chest and wanted to push him away, but Yan Cheng grabbed him and pulled him closer, exchanging a deep, hot kiss with irresistible force.

When Chi Xiye was let go, there was mist in his eyes, and there were red marks on the side of his fair neck where Yan Cheng pinched his neck and kissed just now. He leaned on the seat and panted for a long time before he recovered.

Yan Cheng had already helped Chi Xiye tidy his clothes when he was panting, and when Chi Xiye came back to his senses, he asked him, "Are you free tomorrow? I'll pick you up?"

Chi Xiye opened the car door, stepped out with one long leg and turned back: "Okay, your phone number hasn't changed, right? I'll call you later."

"No change, be careful when you go back." Yan Cheng watched Chi Xiye's back disappear in front of the hotel, and then looked down at his palm after a long while.

When Chi Xiye left, he tried his best to suppress himself, and his flat nails forcibly scratched a few conspicuous blood marks on the palm of his hand.