burial

Chu Zhi'an transferred back to our class again, he can really do whatever he wants after studying well.

Our daily life has not changed much, but after changing our identities, no matter what we do, we always feel sweet.

I have never been in a relationship. In my opinion, falling in love with someone I like is about being so happy that my breath is sweet.

We took a walk in the park downstairs on Saturday night. There were many young couples around. We walked among them. It was a little bit out of harmony but not awkward at all. The atmosphere fascinated me, as if we were holding hands in the crowd .

After walking around a few times, we sat on a bench in a remote place, Chu Zhian put my hand in his palm and played with it carefully, as if he couldn't put it down for something fun.

I looked at his gentle eyebrows and eyes from the side, and it felt like a dream, everything was unreal.

"Chu Zhi'an," I looked at him, "what do you like about me?"

He looked at me and gave a long "hmm", as if he was thinking carefully. He thought for a long time, until my palms started to sweat. I stared at him closely, and my brain started to run fast. Consider the various possible answers that may arise.

As a result, he looked at me nervously and chuckled, I looked at him suspiciously, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of my ear.

He said: "An'an, you just need to know that brother likes you so much that he is willing to give you his life."

Chu Zhian's fingertips were a little cold, but I felt a tingling heat from the tips of my ears, which poured straight into my heart.

I looked at his face, there was no street light here, his face was half hidden in the dim moonlight, with a soft outline.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time, and he was relaxed and happy.He was still smiling when I approached him, and he froze suddenly when my lips fell on his.

His lips were moist and soft, and I could clearly feel that his shallow breathing suddenly stopped, and then instantly became hot, rushing to my face with warmth.

I backed away gently, my face seemed to have a fever, and I whispered to him: "Brother, I like you"

Since I was a child, I didn't like to call him brother. I always felt ashamed. Only occasionally when I asked him for help, I would follow him and call him brother.At this moment, the word rolled over from my heart, circled around the tip of my tongue a few times and finally shouted out, with a scalding temperature and a different meaning.

He seemed to be smiling, but he didn't seem to, and then he sideways trapped me between him and the chair, his eyes dim.

In the dark, Chu Zhian slowly approached me until the already close distance became even closer, his hair brushed against my face lightly and itchy, his voice was low and hoarse: "Say what you just said again .”

I felt that I was bewitched, and only his voice was left in my ears. I didn't know what I was thinking or what I was doing, so I subconsciously obeyed him: "Brother, I..."

"Hmm..." Before I could finish speaking, Chu Zhi'an stopped me completely.

At that moment, I only felt that there were voices all around my head. I couldn't tell whether it was an auditory hallucination or the real thing. It was crackling like fireworks, and my eyes were blurred, and I couldn't see anything.

He kissed me lightly, his voice was soft and coaxing: "Hey, open your mouth..."

My brain was burnt into a mess, I just opened my mouth in a daze and let him plunder, and I heard him sigh and whisper in a daze: "Why are you so obedient..."

Chu Zhian's lips are soft, but the kiss is extremely domineering and fierce. He and I have no experience, and we only rely on instinct to get close, and even our teeth will be knocked together. Such a young kiss makes my heart swell A warm sense of satisfaction.

When he finally let go of me, my hands and feet were already weak from the kiss, and I leaned against his arms panting.

I pursed my hot and numb lips, and the touch of the kiss seemed to appear on my lips again, and my heart seemed to have a can of soda gurgling and gasping.

I looked down at him pulling my hand in and interlocking his fingers. At that moment, I felt that I would never meet someone I like so much again in my life.

In the days that followed, we were like every ordinary couple on campus, interlocking our fingers under the desk, wearing his school uniform when it was cold, playing ball together in physical education class, going to the street together at night, and then Kiss secretly in a corner where no one is around.