Dude, your wig fell off

The music that fills every place around me penetrates into the body little by little, rhythm, swing, flickering strange lights, light and dark, jumping in the sight.

Something that An He had been suppressing in the deepest part of his heart woke up little by little. It didn't feel good, but it couldn't be suppressed because it was so familiar.

His body was wrapped in all kinds of music with strong rhythms, swaying in a trance, and the face in front of him in the bright and dark interlaced light had a faint smile.

An He put his hand on his shoulder, and gently tapped the smile on his mouth with his fingers, following Na Chen's movements.

The music suddenly changed style, and the impact was fierce, and the vibration in the air could even be felt on the bare skin.

Someone was screaming next to him, and Na Chen raised his hands above his head, clapped his hands in accordance with the rhythm, pushed his hips forward, and stuck them in front of An He.

This action made An He hot for a while, his hands went up along Nachen's shoulders a little bit, along his arms, and finally palms were held together.

The palms of both of them were a little wet, and the intertwined hungry skin was tightly pressed against each other. Nachen's hand slowly lowered and touched An He's waist.

The waist under An He's shirt tensed, twisted, and relaxed with the music. Na Chen lowered his eyes, hooked his fingers around An He's trouser waist, and touched the button of the shirt. He grabbed He's waist hard.

As soon as his fingers touched An He's skin, An He suddenly took a step back and twisted twice following the strong rhythm. A girl beside him who was jumping crazily couldn't stand still and leaned on him.

An He stretched out his hand to help, the girl turned back and smiled at him, An He also smiled, and before he could look away, Na Chen had already stood between him and the girl.

"Hi!" Na Chen leaned close to his ear and shouted.

"Say!" An He also yelled, the music was too loud, and when he yelled, he felt that he couldn't hear his own voice.

"Did you often pick up girls by dancing!" Na Chen continued to shout with his arms around his waist.

"No! I'm a decent person!" An He shouted with a smile.

"I thought so too! Now I found out that I was wrong!" Na Chen retracted his arm, "I'll tell you!"

"Say it!" An He was a little uncomfortable with being so intimate with a man in a public place other than Fei Ye Ge, but somehow he was reluctant to push Na Chen away.

"I'm hard!" Na Chen shouted.

"What?" An He felt that he probably had a hormonal imbalance in this environment, and his imagination exploded. "What are you?"

"It's hard!" Na Chen shouted again with a smile, grabbing his hand and pressing it down under her body.

An He touched a certain part of Na Chen Ting's thriving growth through his jeans, and suddenly felt that the blood all over his body was rushing to his face. Fortunately, everyone's face was full of colorful lights, and his burning face should not obvious.

"Damn," An He withdrew his hand and pushed Na Chen away, "Student, this isn't Yege, can you keep it up?"

"No!" Na Chen smiled and stretched out his hand in front of his eyes and snapped his fingers, then pointed at himself and shouted at An He, "Master, look at me!"

An He was about to say that I've been watching you all night, but just now he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, when Na Chen turned sideways along with the music, his body sank suddenly, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.

This action reminded An He of the night in Ye Ge, but Na Chen was not facing his direction, but An He didn't have time to think about it, he was just a little worried that Na Chen would suddenly face so many people. In the face of people, they go crazy and do things like throwing people on the table when they are taken off the dance floor.

There were quite a lot of people on the dance floor, and everyone danced crazily, but Nachen's sudden squatting action still attracted many people around to watch.

Na Chen turned his head to look at him, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth. An He had been swaying casually to the music, but now he stopped, especially wanting to retreat into the crowd and pretend that he was a spectator.

Na Chen raised his hand to his lips, and licked his middle finger with the tip of his tongue very slowly, with the light flickering and dimming in his eyes, there was a seductive light.

Following this action, screams and whistles sounded from the surrounding crowd, and some people started clapping to the music.

Na Chen raised his head slightly, and moved his fingers down, hooking his chin, neck, chest, down inch by inch, and finally pressed it on his lower abdomen, and then down...

Finally stopped under his body, An He followed his hand and his heart beat a little faster at this moment. The screams and music in his ears were mixed together. While swinging his body, he raised his hand and clapped his hands. He was tightly sealed within a distance of less than one meter from Nachen.

Na Chen smiled at him. When the drumbeat sounded, he put his hands under his body and straightened his hips. An He's eyes fell on his soft and powerful waist, and he smiled with his arms folded. In order to stop that Chen's thoughts.

Na Chen slowly got up, straightened his hips, he turned sideways to An He, An He could see his every movement full of sexy rhythm, as if there was a storm blowing in his heart, except for Na Chen, everything disappeared .

Na Chen finally stood up straight, slipped in front of him with a sliding step, opened the collar of his shirt, lowered his head and kissed him on the hollow of his shoulder.

The screams around him brought An He back to reality, and he wanted to back away in embarrassment.

"Let's go." Na Chen put his arms around him, pushed through the crowd and pulled him out of the dance floor.

Walking out of the gate of SOS, the noisy music and human voices were left behind, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, with buzzing in the ears, and the passers-by talking and laughing beside them seemed to be performing a pantomime, without any sound.

"Hey," An He rubbed his ears and sighed, "I'm going to be deaf for another 10 minutes."

"Can you hear my voice?" Na Chen hugged him behind him.

He half leaned on the day and walked towards the street: "Yes, but it's a bit ethereal. We should go to church to listen to the gospel here. It must have a special feeling."

"It's fine if you can hear me," Na Chen said with a smile, and kissed his earlobe, "I'm pretty ethereal listening to you now, as if I've been drinking..."

An He's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Na Chen was stunned: "What's wrong?"

It was a bit late at this time, and there were quite a lot of people on this street because there were several bars, but An He still saw a familiar face among the passing pedestrians at a glance, and he froze in place.

Na Chen followed An He's line of sight and looked forward, and there was a person in front of him who was in the same state as An He, and was stunned by the side of the street.

"Your..." Na Chen put his arm around An He's shoulders, squinted his eyes and looked at this person, and found that this person was young and was looking at them with a look of astonishment. Na Chen suddenly understood, "Student ?”

"An... An... Mr. An?" Zhang Lin still had a cigarette in his mouth, and he stuttered in surprise for a long time before he could say a word.

"Zhang Lin?" An He threw away Na Chen who was still hugging him. Although his mind was in chaos, he asked first out of professional habits: "Why are you here? What time is it?"

Because his ears were still in an ethereal state, he asked this question quite loudly. Zhang Lin seemed to be taken aback, and the cigarette in his mouth trembled: "I have a reunion with my junior high school classmates, just... the one in front of me. ...KTV..."

"You are handsome Zhang Zhang," An He pointed to the cigarette on his mouth, "Demonstration? Would you like to give me one?"

Zhang Lin quickly blew out the cigarette, raised his foot and stomped on it for a long time before raising his head: "I don't smoke too much."

"Hurry up and take a taxi home." An He waved his hand.

"Mr. An," Zhang Lin didn't move, and stepped on the cigarette butt a few more times, "That was your...friend just now?"

An He's heart sank, he didn't know how long Zhang Lin stayed here, when he saw him and Na Chen, and how much he saw, but even if he only saw it close to him, the two men hugged each other. It's not normal to come out of the disco.

"Yes, he drank too much... I was about to send him back," An He pointed back, turned his head and glanced, but found that there was no one behind him, he was stunned, "Where is the person?"

"Let's go." Zhang Lin said.

"When did you leave?" An He looked around, but he didn't see Na Chen's figure, so why did he leave without making a sound?

"He left when you were talking to me," Zhang Lin pointed to the road on the right, "over there, he didn't look too drunk, so I don't think you need to see him off."

An He was a little uneasy, and patted Zhang Lin's shoulder: "Okay, you should go back quickly, does your family know that you are coming out?"

"Tell my mother that the class reunion is coming," Zhang Lin looked at him, leaned forward and whispered, "Boss An, you..."

"Are you going home?" An He almost knew what Zhang Lin wanted to ask, but he didn't know what to say, but Na Chen left suddenly. My head was buzzing.

"Hui hui hui, I'll be back now." Zhang Lin turned around and walked towards a taxi parked by the side of the road. After taking two steps, he stepped back and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put them in An He's hand. , then turned around and jumped into the car.

Watching the taxi drive away along the road, An He took out his mobile phone and dialed Na Chen's number.

After ringing for a long time, Na Chen answered the phone: "Hello."

"Where did you go?" An He asked.

"Didn't run," Na Chen said, "I'm in your car."

Before An He could speak, Na Chen hung up the phone.

An He's car was parked in the parking lot opposite SOS, and he quickly walked across the road to the parking lot.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Na Chen's voice felt very cold to him.

There were still many cars in the parking lot. When An He found his car, he saw Na Chen squatting between the two cars and smoking a cigarette. When he heard him coming, he just looked up and then lowered his head again.

"Why did you leave without saying anything?" An He walked up to him and stood down.

"Need to say," Na Chen's voice was a little muffled, "Did you really wish I wasn't standing there?"

An He paused, sighed and leaned against the car, took out the cigarette Zhang Lin gave him, lit a cigarette, and drank it.

That's right, he did think so the moment he saw Zhang Lin shake off Na Chen's arm.

"That's my student," An He took a puff of cigarette and squatted down, "It's not a student from another class, it's from my own class. Do you think I can not be nervous?"

"Why are you nervous?" Na Chen looked up at him, "What's wrong with your student?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want my students to see me with men..."

"Do you feel ashamed?" Na Chen pressed the cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it.

"It has nothing to do with being ashamed or not, I just..." An He didn't know what to say, he could hear Na Chen's thoughts were completely different from his, "I just don't want people outside my private circle to know."

"Why? What are you afraid of? Will the students ask the school to change the teacher if they find out? Will the school not let you go to class if they find out?" Na Chen seemed a little angry, staring at him and asking.

"Are you reasonable?" An He frowned, "I don't know what others think, and I don't care what others think. I have my own principles. You can pretend I'm okay, or hide it. , I don't want unnecessary people to know my sexual orientation, understand?"

"But you didn't need to be so deliberate in the situation just now." Na Chen stood up and kicked the cigarette butt aside, "Aren't you tired?"

Are you tired?

An He thought for a while and didn't answer.

He hadn't thought about whether he was tired or not for a long time.

Anyway, I'm used to it whether I'm tired or not.

"An He," Na Chen knelt down in front of him and stared at his face, "You said, if we are together, will you be like this when we meet people in the future?"

Before An He could speak, he quickly added: "If, I mean if."

"I don't know, we'll talk about it later." An He patted his face and stood up, opened the car door to get in the car.

"Do you think there will be a future?" Na Chen supported the car door.

An He turned around, Nachen frowned, and the tension and anxiety in his eyes were clearly visible.

He sighed, put his arms around Na Chen, and gently touched his back: "I don't know, I really don't know, until now I still can't find the feeling of falling in love. Sometimes, Sometimes not, I dare not tell anyone in the future, let alone you."

Na Chen didn't speak, but lowered his head and put his forehead on his shoulder: "I can feel that no matter how hard I try, you are still far away from me."

"It's not like this all the time, is it?" An He scratched his hair.

"Sometimes, in fact, I don't know what it's like to be in love. I haven't talked about it. I just want to meet you a few years later. I'll talk a few times first, and then I'll know how to deal with you, you bastard," That Chen rubbed his forehead against him, "Please catch me again."

An He gently grabbed his head: "Why don't you just scold me for nothing?"

"Praise you," Na Chen smiled, "I really didn't see that you could do this."

"How am I?"

"I've never been able to watch someone dance just because I saw someone dancing. I wish I could just push you to the ground on the spot," Na Chen whispered in his ear, "It's too embarrassing."

An He didn't know what to say. Nachen's blunt words made him feel ashamed and flustered, but he was hooked for no reason, and it took him a long time before he said: "It's okay, let's read the political textbook."

Na Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and let go of his arm: "You can really destroy the atmosphere."

"Really, it works, I'll get you a copy next time," An He patted his arm, jumped into the car, "Go, I'll take you back."

"My car is still downstairs at your house." Na Chen walked around to the passenger side and got into the car, reclined the seat and lay down flat, "Go get the car first, I have to drive to run errands for our teacher tomorrow. "

"Yeah." An He nodded, picked out a CD with gentle music, and started the car.

Na Chen was very quiet along the way, didn't speak or move, An He glanced at him while waiting for the red light, and found that Na Chen seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.

"Big Seven?" He called out in a low voice.

Na Chen didn't respond, he reached out and flicked Na Chen's face again, Na Chen raised his hand to scratch his face, but didn't move again.

An He looked at his face, after that Chen fell asleep, he looked very obedient, which was very different from usual.

He didn't pay attention when the green light came on, the car behind him honked, and An He quickly stepped on the accelerator.

Nachen fell asleep motionless until the car drove into the community and stopped downstairs.

An He pushed him: "This classmate, wake up first."

Na Chen frowned and slapped his hands away to continue sleeping.

This posture of being addicted to sleep made An He couldn't bear to push him any more, and looked at the time on the phone.

"You can sleep for an hour." He opened the car window a crack and kept on turning off the engine. He leaned back in the chair and looked at the open space ahead illuminated by street lights in a daze.

Occasionally, fallen leaves could be seen swirling by the wind in the clearing. He counted one by one, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

He turned off the music, and he could only hear Chen's gentle breathing in the carriage.

This quiet atmosphere made him very relaxed, put the back of the chair back, and closed his eyes.