Banned access to straight men's hearts

The words "see you tomorrow" had a different meaning, neither of them broke it, Zhang Sen just smiled at Qian Wei before the elevator doors closed.

She smiled shallowly, without revealing her dimples, and under the white light, she looked a little more peaceful.

Qian Wei turned his head to look at him, but couldn't take his gaze away until the elevator door closed.

When he turned his head back to the room, he lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth a few degrees.

The hotel will turn on colorful lights at night, looking out from the room, the outside scenery is framed by a few blue light bars, like a natural painting.

It's pretty new.

After taking a shower, Zhang Sen wiped his hair and looked outside, thinking whether Qian Wei is the same as himself now, looking outside, thinking about two people.

Sitting by the window, he saw sugar on the table next to him, so he picked it up and put it in his mouth.

Just as he was about to get up to dry his hair, the door rang, so he had to open it.

The door in front of Qianwei opened, Zhang Sen had wet hair, and his upper body was naked.Naked, with a bath towel wrapped around her lower body, she looks like she just got out of the shower.

He didn't react for a while, the smile froze on his face, and he didn't know what to do next.

Seeing him standing in front of the door, Zhang Sen smiled and said, "What's wrong? Just standing there like this?"

Qian Wei asked him, "Can I go in?"

Zhang Sen said, "Otherwise?"

Qian Wei lowered his head and smiled, walked in and closed the door.

He didn't know what to do for a while, and followed Zhang Sen, like a boy who saw someone he liked.

Zhang Sen asked him to sit on the bed, and he did so.

Zhang Sen asked him to drink water, and he did so.

He looked so funny, Zhang Sen leaned against the table and smiled at him: "I really want to have a video camera."

Qian Wei looked up: "Are you going to change your career?"

Zhang Sen said: "Fool, I really want to take a picture of you like this, and laugh at you when I get old."

The meaning in his words is too obvious.

Qian Wei smiled, and the smile was wider than all the previous ones: "I will buy a villa when I am old, and we will support each other, and when we can't walk anymore, we will hire a nurse."

Zhang Sen also laughed, tears came out behind him.

He had imagined the picture of the avant-garde.

The back guard hugged Zhang Sen on the bed, and the blue outside the window and each other's figure were reflected in the eyes of both of them.

Zhang Sen said: "I seem to have dreamed of this scene in a dream before."

Qian Wei moved closer, leaning his forehead against his, and the two felt each other's warmth: "I dreamed about it too."

"In my dream, I hold you, telling in the dark night that I am the only one for you. We are intimate, we kiss, we make a, in the most precious time of each other. Zhang Sen, I love you."

"I've been waiting for so many years, and finally I hold you in my arms."

That night, Zhang Sen cried and laughed at other times. He cried because the two of them had been going around for so long, and he laughed because the two of them would run towards each other in the future.

Qianwei put his hands on Zhang Sen's shoulders, stroking the temperature of the two of them bit by bit.

Zhang Sen raised his head and asked him, "What about Xixi?"

Qian Wei laughed: "The little girl is sleeping soundly, I just need to go back to my room early tomorrow morning."

Zhang Sen let out a "huh".

After a while, Zhang Sen raised his head and asked him, "When did you come to City C?"

Qian Wei laughed and looked down at him: "Are you unable to sleep?"

Zhang Sen gave an obedient "hmm".

His questions seemed redundant, Qian Wei raised his hand and pinched his face, "Are you afraid?"

"I don't know what I'm afraid of?"

Logically speaking, he had fantasized about such a scene for a long time, but now in such an environment, hesitation and fear arose in his heart.

He was wondering if he had paralyzed himself and imagined such a scene.

He is also afraid, afraid if this is a dream, and a little bit of pain will bring him back to the real world without avant-garde.

Avant-Garde knows how he feels now, the same way he feels.

I'm afraid that all of this is fake, in my own fixed world, a world that I imagined to deceive myself.

He couldn't help hugging it tighter, afraid that Zhang Sen in his arms would disappear.

Zhang Sen raised his head and kissed his lips.

Qian Wei smiled, lowering his head and stroking his lips.

Then they separated again.

He said: "Fortunately, I met in a cram school before, otherwise I would have missed it."

Zhang Sen said, "You were still following me secretly at that time."

Qian Wei smiled: "I still remember you secretly photographing me in class."

Zhang Sen smiled, as if thinking of the scene at that time again, his face turned half red, and he buried his head in Qian Wei's arms.

Thinking about it now, I also feel that I was very courageous at the time. While the Chinese teacher was explaining classical Chinese and asking questions about avant-garde, he finished his homework and played with his mobile phone. He was chatting with Qiu Xue and said that he found a little brother.

Pretending to be thinking, Zhang Sen turned the phone with his hand, found a suitable angle and pressed the shutter.

The picture captured shows Avant-garde looking at the test paper seriously, wearing an Adidas T-shirt and shorts, wearing white tube socks on his feet, stepping on the Nike limited edition, and talking with glasses.

With a heartbeat behind Zhang Sen, he set up a screensaver.

After a few days, he was caught by Qianwei, who borrowed Zhang Sen's mobile phone to check the information, and saw himself when he opened it.

Zhang Sen explained: "I accidentally photographed it, and I thought it looked good, so I made it a lock screen."

After speaking, he swallowed his saliva.

In fact, many likes are traceable.

Be it a look or an action.

The two of them didn't do anything that night, they hugged each other in a daze from time to time, slept from time to time, and kissed from time to time.

After the kiss, Qian Wei would look into Zhang Sen's eyes and smile, and after a smile, his thumb would lightly rub the end of his eyes, and then kiss him on the tip of his nose.

When Zhang Sen saw Qianwei's deep affection, his eyes would turn sore, tears would fall in the blink of an eye, Qianwei would wipe them away with a smile, and then hug him tightly and pat him on the back.

"You are still a little crybaby."

In fact, Zhang Sen doesn't like to cry very much.

Many times when he was depressed, he would just look at one place in a daze.

For example, when taking the subway, I like to stand by the door and watch the moving city outside through the window.For example, when I was in class with Qianwei, I would stare at the things in front of Qianwei in a daze.

But emotions also come quickly. When he and Qiu Xue talked about some topics on the phone, he would cry, and when he hung up the phone, he realized that he had been crying for a long time.

He was quite pitiful when he cried, first his eyes were red, then his eyes were moist, and finally tears burst out of his eyes and flowed down his face.

His lips are slightly raised, which makes people feel pity.

Therefore, the avant-garde doesn't make Zhang Sen cry very much. Once Zhang Sen cries, he has to coax him right away. This is the habit he has always maintained before.

Zhang Sen was crying and fell asleep to Qian Wei's pat on the back. When he woke up, it was already dawn.

He didn't see Qian Wei when he turned his head, he was a little flustered, he shouted hastily, his voice seemed a bit hollow in the room.

Zhang Sen put on his clothes and got up, ready for this to be a dream, when there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw Qianwei and Xixi, Qianwei was still carrying two bags.

When Qian Wei looked at him, the tears on his face were replaced by tears, Qian Wei laughed, went up and kissed him on the face: "Don't be afraid, I just went to buy breakfast, I didn't call you because I saw you were sound asleep."

Zhang Sen let out a "huh", raised his hand and wiped his face, it was moist and moist.

Xixi looked up at him: "Uncle Sensen, uncle and I will always be with you, don't panic~"

Zhang Sen knelt down to look at her at the same level, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Then thank you Xixi and Brother Qianwei~"

Xixi gave him a big smile: "Uncle Sensen, don't be so polite, my uncle said that you will become my aunt's person in the future, so we are a family."

Zhang Sen smiled: "Well, the future is a family."

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Qian Wei knew Zhang Sen's taste, and didn't know if he had observed it for a long time.

Zhang Sen had a very happy breakfast, Qian Wei was handling business, Xixi was watching cartoons while chatting with Zhang Sen, the little girl was very cheerful and playful, and the corners of his mouth raised when he said many things.

After breakfast, Xixi hated being bored in the room and wanted to go out to play.

She tugged Qianwei's arm and acted like a baby: "Uncle, why don't you just take me out to play, it's hard for me to travel."

Avant-Garde's design drawing has not yet been drawn, he said with a helpless smile: "But uncle has a lot of work today, can you ask your aunt?"

Hearing this, Xixi changed the target of the attack to Zhang Sen. As soon as he walked over, he blinked his big eyes and pretended to be wronged: "Uncle Sensen, uncle won't take me out to play."

Zhang Sen glanced at Vanguard. He was in charge of a recent project in the firm, and it was probably in the final stage.He lowered his head and asked, "Then where do you want to go?"

Sisi pointed at the TV.

A promotional video of a tourist attraction is playing on it. The tourist attraction is on the mountain. The famous thing is that there is a glass bridge on it. From the top, you can see the scenery below. The visual impact is quite large, and there is a small river below.

Zhang Sen also liked these things that looked exciting, so he nodded immediately: "Then ask your uncle to come to us after work, and you go change your clothes first, and I'll take you there."

Xixi was full of fighting spirit: "Okay!"

When the two went out, Qianwei was still comparing the design drawings, Qianwei told them to pay attention to safety.

Not long after the door closed, a video invitation popped up on the computer, and the name displayed on it was Zheng Fang.

Qian Wei pursed his lips, pretending he didn't see it.

After a few seconds, it popped up again, and he pressed the answer button.

Zheng Fang is still the same as before. Her face in her 40s and almost 50s is well maintained. She is obviously shocked that Avant-garde is willing to accept the video invitation. When she sees Avant-garde's face on the screen, it is obvious Startled for a moment.

Then she laughed: "You are finally willing to answer your mother's call."

Qian Wei asked her: "What's the matter?"

The wrinkles at the corners of Zheng Fang's eyes appeared, and she didn't know if she was still getting old after all. The decent hairstyle seemed to have grown white hair.She smiled and tears flowed from her eyes, and she raised her hand to wipe it off: "It was me and your dad who made a mistake back then, don't leave us, okay?"