withered lover

The bar played soothing and melodious piano music, the bartender poured the wine behind the bar, the ice cubes fell into the glass, the wine bottles collided lightly, all kinds of crisp collision sounds covered Shen Guiwan's voice.

After hearing Shen Guiwan's question, Du Zhinian was stunned for a few seconds and then chuckled, "You're smart."

He took out a black room card from his pocket, put it on the table, and slowly pushed it in front of Shen Guiwan.

The room card lay quietly on the table, Shen Guiwan's lips moved, but before he could speak, the bartender brought over the prepared "Between the Bed".

The butterfly-shaped champagne cup stood between Du Zhinian and Shen Guiwan. The light yellow liquid exuded a faint aroma of orange and wine, and the slightly curved orange peel was on the rim of the cup, most of which was soaked in the translucent liquid.

The outer wall of the wine glass is condensed with fine drops of water. It doesn't take long for these drops of water to flow down the slender body of the glass and finally seep into the grain of the solid wood tabletop.

Shen Guiwan didn't touch the glass of wine, only glanced at the room card, and looked up into Du Zhinian's eyes.

Du Zhinian's eyes are slightly light brown, clean and bright even in the dim environment of the bar, but Shen Guiwan caught a trace of calculation and indifference from those seemingly transparent eyes.

This man is not as easy-going and considerate as he appears.

In Du Zhinian's eyes, Shen Guiwan's silence was interpreted as rejection.

"If you don't like it, you can just have a drink today." Du Zhinian shrugged and said indifferently, "I want to develop a long-term relationship with you."

He stretched out his hand to take back the room card, when he passed over the wine glass, his fingertips touched the back of Shen Guiwan's hand.

Du Zhinian raised his hand, signaling Shen Guiwan to move first.

Shen Guiwan didn't speak, just silently picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The sweet and sour liquid slid down his throat, with a touch of pungentness in the coldness, a light orange cloud suddenly appeared in Shen Guiwan's head, squeezing out all the serious and heavy images in his head.

With a "click", the empty cup was put back on the table, Shen Guiwan picked up the room card on the table, stood up and said to Du Zhinian, "Let's go."

Du Zhinian looked at the empty wine glasses, and the smile on his face deepened.

He greeted the bartender and left the bar with Shen Guiwan.

The hotel Du Zhinian booked is next to the bar, only a 5-minute walk away.

The two walked into the elevator back and forth. After Du Zhinian pressed the floor, he leaned on the handrail and looked at Shen Guiwan.

Shen Guiwan stood half a step away from him, with a flat expression and no expression on his face.

The usual young couples who came to open the room were already cuddling together at this time, but the two in the same confined space not only did not have any intimacy, they did not even have any intention of chatting.

The atmosphere was so weird that Du Zhinian felt that they were here to discuss business and not to do other things.

He was thinking about ways to get closer to Shen Guiwan, but just as he had a little inspiration, the elevator stopped suddenly.

After a "ding--", the elevator door opened slowly.

Shen Guiwan stepped out of the elevator, stepped on the carpet in the hotel corridor, the heels rubbed against the fluff of the carpet, making a rustling sound.

Du Zhinian looked at his thin back, and suddenly leaned forward.

He put his arms around Shen Guiwan's shoulders, pulled him into his arms, pointed to the right side of the corridor, and said, "The room is over there."

The strange body was leaning against the back, with his hands on his shoulders, and the slightly hot body temperature seeped in through the fabric. Shen Guiwan was not used to it, but he moved his shoulders lightly, and did not break free from Du Zhinian's embrace.

Shen Guiwan was brought to the room by Du Zhinian's half hug and half hug.

With the sound of the door closing "click", the light at the entrance turned on, and Du Zhinian showed his true colors.

He pressed Shen Guiwan against the wall, pulled off the belt of the windbreaker, and said with a delicate expression: "Shen Guiwan, besides the one who found fault in the hospital last time, how many times have you had?"

The bruise on Shen Guiwan's back hit the wall, and there was a dull pain in his shoulder blade.

He frowned and asked coldly, "Is this important?"

Shen Guiwan's sudden change of attitude made Du Zhinian realize that he should not continue this topic.

He put away the expression on his face and put on a bewildering smile, "It doesn't matter, you didn't ask me how many exes I had."

They are not lovers, and it is the basic courtesy and the bottom line not to ask about each other's private affairs.

Shen Guiwan pursed his lips and remained silent, Du Zhinian went up to kiss him again.

Before stepping into this room, Du Zhinian knew that Shen Guiwan was boring, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even kiss, his kissing skills were so poor that it was almost zero.

The hot kiss was originally the beginning of the two parties' testing of the truth, but Shen Guiwan was taken away by Du Zhinian from the very beginning.

He was pushed against the wall by Du Zhinian, his head was raised and he was breathing hard, with an unbearable swallow in his throat, his warm breath fell on the bridge of Du Zhinian's nose, like a fawning show of weakness.

Du Zhinian let go of Shen Guiwan, bit his moist lips, and asked in a deep voice, "Has he ever kissed you?"

Shen Guiwan half leaned against the wall, lowered his head and panted for a while, "If there is, would you dislike it?"

"No." Du Zhinian put his arms around Shen Guiwan's waist, gently stroking the protruding bone with his fingers.

That guy surnamed Liu may have never kissed Shen Guiwan, and Du Zhinian began to wonder how much of what the other party said was true.

If Shen Guiwan wasn't as "boring" as that trash said, then what kind of expression would he show.

Du Zhinian leaned on Shen Guiwan's shoulder, and kissed moistly on his neck.

Shen Guiwan quietly let Du Zhinian kiss for a while, then suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered: "No."

Du Zhinian raised his head and heard Shen Guiwan complete the sentence in a very soft and slow voice: "He never kissed me."

Du Zhinian pressed Shen Guiwan on the bed, and saw his body clearly through the dim light.

Shen Guiwan is very pale, but it is not healthy white, it is pale that has not been exposed to the sun.

There wasn't a trace of fat on his body, and the skin-wrapped skeleton was as beautiful as Du Zhinian had touched before, but the skin was covered with tiny scars, which made the exquisite artwork flawed.

Du Zhinian held Shen Guiwan's shoulder, and his fingertips rubbed down along the collarbone, touching the scar on his chest.

Shen Guiwan was hospitalized with injuries before, and after more than ten days of recuperation, the bruises and redness have subsided, and the original hideous appearance is no longer visible, but the scars that have been torn and healed are still there.

He caressed the uneven skin and asked softly, "Will it hurt?"

Shen Guiwan lay on his back on the bed, his back against the soft bed.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." He looked at the ceiling and slowly closed his eyes, sighing in his voice, with a faint tremor at the end.

It doesn't hurt anymore, it used to hurt.

Du Zhinian leaned down and kissed the clearest scar on Shen Guiwan's chest.

Shen Guiwan's body trembled uncontrollably, the bruised muscles on his back were pulled, the dull pain and burning in his chest tortured his nerves back and forth.

But he endured it for a long time, tightening and relaxing the hand on Du Zhinian's shoulder several times, but in the end he didn't push Du Zhinian away.

Considering that Shen Gui was discharged from the hospital late, Du Zhinian didn't play any complicated tricks.

He was mentally prepared to spend a boring night, but Shen Guiwan's subsequent reaction completely exceeded his expectations.

Shen Guiwan bit her lip, looked at Du Zhinian with wet and red eyes, and cried softly in her throat.

He was also very silent in this passive situation, and cried repressedly, but that look aroused Du Zhinian's desire to conquer.

Du Zhinian bullied Shen Guiwan maliciously, Shen Guiwan hid several times, but was pushed back.

He has probably never experienced such a feeling before, showing a look of bewilderment and surprise, struggling out of control, looking clumsy and youthful, but there is no so-called "boring".

Du Zhinian didn't know how bad that person's skills were that made Shen Guiwan as unresponsive as a piece of wood.

Maybe it's because they don't know it, otherwise how dare they attribute these problems to Shen Guiwan with certainty.

Du Zhinian was glad that he did not miss such an interesting and poor Shen Guiwan on a whim.

The bed shook slightly, Shen Guiwan was forced to cry by Du Zhinian, the tears blurred his vision, and everything in front of him became blurred spots of light.

Shen Guiwan lost the initiative of his body, and even his consciousness was controlled by the other party. His body was stained with Du Zhinian's breath and body temperature, and his nostrils were filled with the smell of musk and a faint smell of wine.

Alcohol numbs the subtle pain in the body and magnifies the strange feeling. Shen Guiwan has never experienced these, and almost lost himself.

But a painful call brought him back to reality.

"Look at me, Shen Guiwan."

Du Zhinian squeezed Shen Guiwan's chin, bit his soft lips under his soft stare, and blocked all the small sobs.