waiting for dawn

He was completely stupid there, he didn't know how to move or turn off the faucet, and he probably looked like a drowned rat.

The light in the bathroom can be adjusted in brightness. In order to save electricity, Qin Liming usually adjusts it to the darkest level, but Zhang Tuming changed the brightness to the brightest. He glanced at his body carefully, "When did you come back?"

Zhang Tuming didn't speak, but stepped forward to turn off the faucet, Qin Liming had nowhere to retreat, and pointed at his hair in a daze, "It hasn't been washed yet...quiet..."

His heart was beating like a drum, not necessarily because he was frightened, the bathroom was eerily silent except for the slight sound of dripping water, Zhang Tuming took another step forward and wrapped his arms around his waist, making his body close to himself.

There was a fog in the room that hadn't faded, and nothing looked real, but it felt real to the touch. Zhang Tuming's coat was made of waterproof fabric, and his whole body was shaking with ice, and even his teeth began to chatter.

It is also very easy to stop these. Zhang Tuming only needs to pry open his teeth and block his breathing, and his brain will completely go into a state of shutdown, turning into a demented person who doesn't know how to eat, eat, drink, and feel warm.

Zhang Tuming was kissing and touching him, and he knew that because of the height difference, he was even forced to stand on tiptoe a little, until he was pressed face down on the sink, did he have a slight sense of resistance.

The countertop was still colder than Zhang Tuming's clothes, and his waist was firmly held down by Zhang Tuming's hand, struggling like a big fish caught in the net.

The chin was forced to lift up, and Zhang Tuming wiped off most of the mist on the mirror. Although the mirror surface was mottled, the shape of the person in the mirror could be glimpsed.

Qin Liming closed his eyes hastily after only one glance. The back of his head was rubbed heavily by Zhang Tuming, and then he heard the sound of the pants chain opening and closing and the sound of liquid being squeezed.

Qin Liming had to open his eyes again, looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Zhang Tuming squeezing the transparent jar of hand sanitizer into his palm.

The begging for mercy was stuck in his throat, probably because he knew that begging for mercy would be useless, Qin Liming could only bite his lower lip tightly, but this is not allowed, soon some troublesome fingers will put his Open your mouth.

No one spoke, except gasps.Qin Liming was naked, while Zhang Tuming was well-dressed.It was the same thing when they returned to the bed, Zhang Tuming wrapped Qin Liming in a quilt, and lit a cigarette by himself.

Qin Liming coughed twice due to choking, Zhang Tuming glanced at him, put out the cigarette, and asked, "Are you okay?"

After all, he can't die. Qin Liming said wrongly before, kissing him won't kill him, but actually stabbing him won't kill him either.

He is reaping the consequences of himself, and he has nothing to complain about, it's just that he doesn't want to talk much.

Zhang Tuming helped him up, still wrapped him in the quilt, leaving only his head outside, then went to the bathroom to fetch a hair dryer, Qin Liming saw that he seemed to be blowing his hair, so he had no choice but to turn it on mouth, "Let me do it."

Zhang Tuming ignored him, and just straightened his head. The temperature of the hair dryer was a bit high, and Qin Liming shrank his neck from the heat.

"Why don't you talk when it's hot?" Zhang Tuming tried it with his hands, and then lowered the temperature, "Are you angry with me?"

Shouldn't it?Qin Liming asked back in his heart, he is a person, not a tool to vent at will.

The hair-drying action is quite gentle, and the fingers are gently pressed against the scalp. If you ignore the long section in front, it can almost be called a degree of enjoyment.

"Qin Liming." Zhang Tuming called him again.

Everyone can pretend to be deaf and dumb, Zhang Tuming can, and so can Qin Liming.Zhang Tuming's attitude is still good at this time, and his tone is neither urgent nor slow, "When I just got out of the army, I didn't know what to do. I tried a lot, thinking that being a DJ was not a long-term solution, so I went to a barber shop for a few days. I was an apprentice for a day, and felt that I would never starve to death if I had a craft, and then I passed the examination and ran with my relatives for a year."

Is this a bitter trick?Qin Liming hugged himself tightly under the quilt, but he couldn't help but said, "You didn't want to tell me this before."

"Yeah." Zhang Tuming turned off the hair dryer, and fluffed up Qin Liming's hair, "Because it's hard."

"That time you asked me if it was hard work, but it wasn't hard work, it was just loneliness."

"Qin Liming, in fact, not all of what you said was nonsense. At least one sentence is correct. Having a diploma is better than having nothing at all."

"Okay." Zhang Tuming pushed Qin Liming's head, as if he wanted to end his monologue, "You can lie down now."

Qin Liming lay on his back slightly stiffly, like a mummy with his eyes wide open. Because he didn't blink for too long, his eyes became a little sore, as if he was about to squeeze out some water.

He sat up halfway, "There are still five days until the holiday, don't you go home?"

"Eliminate me?"

"No." Qin Liming blurted out, "I mean, you and your father..."

"We've never spent New Year together before, and it's even less likely we will be together in the future."

"Then your brother?"

"Just a stranger who can say a few words."

"Tu Ming..."

"Why, are you willing to talk to me now? Weren't you very stubborn just now?"

Qin Liming frowned. Of course, this was not a threat to Zhang Tuming. He snapped his fingers in front of Qin Liming, "Does it still hurt?"

Of course the pain is still painful, but he was afraid of some unnecessary examinations, so he could only shake his head, "Tuming, you are wrong."

"It will definitely be uncomfortable the first few times, just get used to it slowly."

You said things, he said things, Qin Liming's entire face gradually turned red with surprise, he felt ashamed just thinking about such things, let alone any habit.

His life seems to have become a mess, and Zhang Tuming is the most difficult knot in this mess, and it is obvious that he refuses to communicate.

"Why does it look like you're going to cry again?"

This might be a good opportunity to communicate, Qin Liming tried to relax his expression, "Tu Ming, I, I may have indulged you too much, but I really don't want to sleep with...a man..."

"You're just not used to it."

"really not……"

Zhang Tuming glanced at him, as if he was about to get angry, but he held back his breath after a while, "I was the one who scared you today, and if you don't want to do it in the future, I will bear it."

That's not what it meant... Qin Liming still wanted to speak, but Zhang Tuming said first, "Qin Liming, do you know who I'm looking for today?"

The topic was changed again, Qin Liming could only shake his head, "I don't know."

"Bean sprouts, remember?"

"Is it Shen Qiao? Are you at the same table?"

"Well, it's him. This kid is married."

Qin Liming was a little nervous, "Have you been in touch with him all this time?"

"No..." Zhang Tuming gave him a funny look, "We only have QQ, I was mad at you today, but I had nowhere to go, so I just remembered that my relationship with him in high school was not bad, so I casually said I asked a question, but I didn’t expect to get in touch.”

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