Rebirth to the peak of life

The winter in Chengdu is different from that in Beijing. There is no wind or snow, but it is cold and biting.

The bright red scarf made Mao Yuheng's lips red and his teeth white. He jumped on the spot in the cold, and his white knuckles rubbed against each other while exhaling.After a while, a silver Land Rover stopped half a meter in front of him from a distance, and he happily opened the door and jumped into the co-pilot.

"Why don't you wait inside? It's cold outside." Cheng Xuan said with a smile in the driver's seat.

Mao Yuheng put his hand on the warm air outlet and blew: "Aren't you afraid that you will wait for me?"

Cheng Xuan shook his hand: "Hands are freezing."

Mao Yuheng's ears turned red, he pursed his lips, kept his fingers in that arc, and didn't dare to move at all, but Cheng Xuan just held it once and then let it go quickly, as if everything was just his illusion, he was a little lost He clasped his two hands together, leaned against the car window and did not speak again.

Cheng Xuan looked back at him: "What do you want to eat? Hot pot? Skewers? Or stir-fry?"

"What do you want to eat?" Mao Yuheng asked lazily.

"I can eat anything."

"Then... hot pot, warm it up."

Cheng Xuan's attitude often confuses Mao Yuheng. Sometimes he wonders if he is being self-indulgent, not only gay, but also rebelliously in love with his cousin, and sometimes he feels that Cheng Xuan still has a little bit of love for him. Interesting?

There were a lot of people in the hot pot restaurant in winter, and there was no place for the two of them when they arrived. Although Cheng Xuan couldn't tell the difference between this hot pot restaurant and other hot pot restaurants, Mao Yuheng liked the taste here the most, saying it was very authentic.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a seat. Let the handsome guy sit here and wait for a while?" The waiter looked at Cheng Xuan and said.

Mao Yuheng pouted and took a step in front of Cheng Xuan: "I'm not handsome?"

The waiter quickly smiled and said: "You are also you, you are a handsome boy."

He turned around and asked Cheng Xuan, "Am I handsome?"

Cheng Xuan bent his lips and looked at him with a smile: "Handsome."

Mao Yuheng was almost drowned in that charming look, he lowered his eyes, and sat down in the waiting area next to him: "No matter how handsome you are, you are not as handsome as you are."

Cheng Xuan walked over and rubbed his head, then his face. "Did I bully you? Why do you look wronged?"

Are you still bullying me?You have bullied me to the point where I am powerless to fight back. Mao Yuheng slandered and said, "I hate the way they look at you. It's like I'm invisible when I'm next to you."

Cheng Xuan put his arms around his shoulders in a funny way: "As long as I treat you as a treasure, will that be all right?"

Mao Yuheng's face turned red all of a sudden. He both liked this feeling and hated Cheng Xuan's ambiguity.

"Are you coming to Beijing in the third year of junior high school?" Cheng Xuan asked.

Mao Yuheng nodded: "Well, I'm going to visit my aunt and grandpa."

"When the time comes, live with me." Cheng Xuan said.

This sentence immediately triggered a tsunami-like daydream in Mao Yuheng's heart. His young body was just at a sensitive time, and when he was thrown such a tempting invitation by the person he liked, he immediately felt soft and hot all over.He replied shamelessly, "Okay."

It was getting late when we came out of the hotel, but Mao Yuheng didn't really want to go home, he wanted to stay with Cheng Xuan for a while. "I want to eat Yangzhi Ganlu from Dessert Family."

Cheng Xuan basically did not respond to his request. Fortunately, Dessert Family and the hot pot restaurant are on the same street, and the two of them can walk there.When Mao Yuheng was walking, he was very close to Cheng Xuan, and the back of his hand kept rubbing against Cheng Xuan's hand, but after rubbing against it for a while, Cheng Xuan smiled, the kind of smile that seemed to have seen through his little trick: "You Are your hands cold?"

"Well, it's a bit cold." Mao Yuheng was about to take his hands back and move away, silently swearing in his heart that he would never do this kind of price drop again, but was grabbed by the other party and slipped into his coat pocket.

"Is it still cold?"

It's not cold, it's not cold at all, Mao Yuheng smiled foolishly, his brows and eyes were filled with happiness.

When ordering food, Cheng Xuan said, "Pack it up and take it away."

Mao Yuheng's heart that had been turbulent just now was lost again: "Do you have other things for a while?"

"Your mother will be worried if you go back too late, and... haven't you finished your winter vacation homework yet?"

"..." Mao Yuheng looked at him resentfully, please don't mention such unsightly things at this time?

Cheng Xuan smiled: "Go home, I still have some work to do."

"Don't you want me to see you off tomorrow?" Mao Yuheng asked a little aggrieved.

Cheng Xuan's eyes fixed on Mao Yuheng's pouting pink lips, resisting the urge to kiss her and said, "No need, anyway, we will meet again in Beijing in a few days."

This sentence obviously disappointed Mao Yuheng. He lowered his head in disappointment, silently picked up the dessert he had just packed and walked out of the store. Forehead, like an older brother treating an ignorant younger brother. "Obedient."

Am I not good enough?Mao Yuheng said while thinking: "Let's go."

On the way back, he didn't make any mistakes. Mao Yuheng's brain capacity was not big at first, not to mention that he was only in his teens at this time, which was the age of foolishness and innocence.

Before going to bed at night, he reflected on the various experiences of tonight, and finally concluded that he felt pretty good. Although it was still far away from the mutual complaints he expected, this little show of hugging and hugging was still given to him. Quite a comfort.Today Cheng Xuan held his hand and put it in the same pocket!She even hugged him and kissed his forehead!

Mao Yuheng covered his face a little shyly, and then suddenly thought that he could go to Cheng Xuan's house to live with him on the third day of the Lunar New Year!What an exciting night...

The wind in Beijing is like riding Luma's Qinglongyanyue knife, which can give people two big mouths head-on.But Mao Yuheng didn't care at all, he sat in Cheng Xuan's passenger seat with a small bag on his back, and Mao's mother behind him asked Cheng Xuan's grandparents how they were doing, but he didn't pay much attention.

"Mom, I live with Brother Xuan today."

"Xuanxuan has moved out of the house?" She didn't know the news yet.

Cheng Xuan nodded with a smile: "I'm too busy with work, I often leave early and return late, which made the old man not rest well, so I moved out."

Mao Yuheng's mother hesitated for a while and said, "Hengheng, you should go live with your mother at Grandpa's house. You are a junior, what's the matter if you come here and don't visit your elders?"

"Then I'll go to see grandpa and then go live at Brother Xuan's house." He persisted for a while, then turned his head and made a long voice to act like a baby to his mother: "Mom~ you just agree, Brother Xuan is watching me, I won't go out and mess around Running."

Cheng Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, auntie."

Cheng Xuan sent them back to the old house, and went to drive another stall by himself. They were all friends he had known since childhood, and they were poured two more glasses by accident.When he got home, Mao Yuheng was already sitting and waiting at the door. Although there was heating in the corridor, the temperature in the north was still low. He sat there with his arms around his legs, buried his face between his knees, and thought in a daze. Sleeping, when he heard the movement, he raised his head to look at him, with red lips and white teeth, like a little rabbit who just wanted to be swallowed.

Cheng Xuan looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him and was not sober. Alcohol and the love he had been infatuated with for many years were fermented and entangled in his mind, which made it difficult for him to control himself.

Mao Yuheng stood up, ignoring his numb feet, and came to help him, and said, "Why did you drink so much? Where is the key?"

Cheng Xuan didn't speak, but put his arms around him, his lips brushed the skin behind Mao Yuheng's ears whether it was intentional or unintentional, his breath sprayed on it, and even the smell of alcohol became pleasant.

Mao Yuheng supported Cheng Xuan with one hand, and touched the key with the other hand. Just when he heard the sound of the door opening, Mao Yuheng's earballs were sucked in his mouth. His head was like a malfunctioning computer. The case suddenly lost the ability to operate, and the whole person fell into Cheng Xuan's arms as if he had drunk two catties of liquor.

The next action was logical, Mao Yuheng was pushed down on the bed without any resistance, he raised his head and offered himself a jerky kiss, entangled with Cheng Xuan's body fluid.

"Easy, it hurts!" He couldn't help shouting because his young, undeveloped body was very sensitive.

Cheng Xuan suddenly stopped what he was doing, as if he had suddenly woken up from a hazy dream, and stared blankly at the boy below him.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Mao Yuheng took the initiative to hook his neck with his arm, kissed his cheek lightly, and said a little shyly, "It's okay, let's continue."

Cheng Xuan pushed him away, and fled as if being chased by some ferocious beast. Mao Yuheng only heard a slamming door, and his entire youth was cut off in this way.

There were still traces of the deep love just now on his fair skin. He looked up at the ceiling in despair, and tears flowed down his cheeks unconsciously.

From that night onwards, for two full years, he never saw Process Xuan again, and he didn't even get a decent answer from the panic-stricken sex that ended quickly.

The 20-year-old Mao Yuheng put his foot on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa and shook tremblingly: "I want to eat grapes."

Cheng Xuan washed his hands and came over, took him into his arms, peeled the grapes and handed them to his mouth.

Mao Yuheng deliberately stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his fingers, smiling mischievously, and then raised his hand to pinch Cheng Xuan's face: "You are so old-fashioned and dare to flirt outside! You have to be careful Love me, otherwise when you get old and uglier, I'll take your money and find someone younger and more handsome."

Cheng Xuan wrapped his arms around his waist and bit his lips punitively: "What did you say?"