flicker, then flicker

Reluctantly, she brushed across his beautiful chin, "I wanted to keep it until next year, but I still couldn't hold back."

"I take back what I just said. You come back early tomorrow night and send me off the day after tomorrow, huh?" After saying this, Zhong Rui felt uncomfortable. He usually opened his mouth to make large-scale flirtatious words, without blushing or panting. Changing to the innocent route now seems to have cost him half his life.

The dimmed light in his eyes rekindled, and there was a trace of uncertainty in Art's voice: "Did you just... think about this?"

"Yes," Zhong Rui touched his nose, not quite understanding what he meant, "otherwise."

Art seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said, "I thought... you saw someone because of that."

"Which one?" Zhong Rui was a little guilty. He had been distracted since the beginning of the movie, so he didn't have the time to pay attention to other people.

"No one." Since he didn't see it, Art didn't want to mention it again.

Zhong Rui didn't ask again, he rubbed Art's head like comforting a child: "Okay, go back to sleep."

Art didn't back down, but grabbed his wrist and took a step forward, and touched Zhong Rui's face.

"Reciprocity."

Zhong Rui was still thinking about it until he was lying on the bed, and the kiss on the face at the age of [-] made him excited.

This love talk is too fucking innocent.

As a result, Art failed to come back the next night. His father was not feeling well. During the dinner, Art drank a lot of wine on his behalf. Finally, he managed to send a message to Zhong Rui and fell asleep completely.

When he woke up, the sky was dark, and Art thought it was still early, but when he touched his phone, he found that it was past ten o'clock, and it was time for Zhong Rui to get on the plane.The chat history between the two still stays at last night, he said he was sorry for drinking too much, Zhong Rui replied that he should sleep well and there is no need to rush over.

Art got out of bed and walked to the window. There were dark clouds in the sky, and he was afraid it would rain heavily. He checked Zhong Rui's flight, and it showed that it was delayed, and the boarding time was unknown.

He called Zhong Rui, but no one answered, and was about to call again, when there was a message back.

Zhong Rui: Waiting in line for the plane, what's the matter?

Art's head was still a little swollen. He cut out the chat interface and refreshed the flight information again. He was right, it was indeed delayed.

He called the airline again and got the same reply that the boarding time was unknown.

Call Zhong Rui again, and the other party has already turned off the phone, leaving only a message saying that he is going to turn off the phone.

Art pressed his fingers between his eyebrows. This person didn't board the plane and didn't answer the phone. Where could he have gone?

Zhong Rui didn't go anywhere, he was lying on the bed in the dormitory at the moment, the curtains in the room were closed, and as the light from the screen dimmed, the surrounding area finally returned to the previous darkness.

Last night before going to bed, I received a call from my mother. The other party hesitated for a long time. Zhong Rui realized the spirit after a while. Let him stop waiting and wait until she works hard next year.

Zhong Rui couldn't fall asleep after hanging up the phone. When he closed his eyes, it was full of the turmoil and abuse. He often regretted it in the past few years. There are obviously better and gentler ways to deal with some things, but He chose the most direct and intense path.

The alarm clock at five in the morning rang on time, reminding him that it was time to get up and go to the airport. Zhong Rui numbly pressed the alarm clock and closed his eyes tiredly.

It's not the first time he's alone, and it's not that he's not used to having nowhere to go. It's just that this time he sees hope. After hanging around for so long, he finally waits for the sentence "Let's talk next year", and his heart thumps from a high place. Falling always hurts more than falling on flat ground.

Zhong Rui laughed secretly that he had become hypocritical, probably because of being hurt, even a little pain became so unbearable.

When Art called, he was in a daze with his eyes open, his voice was hot, Zhong Rui knew that his voice would not be pleasant, so he didn't dare to answer the phone, and didn't want Art to worry, so he turned off the phone after replying two messages, Mimi In a daze, he fell asleep.

When the door was knocked, Zhong Rui was shocked. He thought it was Captain Wang who came to confirm whether he was gone or not. Zhong Rui was not in the mood to deal with people now, so he just lay there without moving.

The knocking on the door stopped, and just when Zhong Rui thought someone outside had left, a bunch of keys sounded outside the door.

Zhong Rui sat up at once, Lao Wang is really the Lao Wang next door, when did he even learn how to slide the door and pick the lock? !

The door was locked from the inside, and it couldn't be opened from the outside, and Zhong Rui couldn't pretend he wasn't there anymore. He hurriedly got out of bed to open the door for someone, and when the door opened, he fell into a cold embrace.

Zhong Rui struggled subconsciously, and relaxed halfway through the struggle, slowly wrapped his hands around the opponent, buried his face on his shoulders, and blushed.

The light in the corridor penetrated into the dark room, and even took the opportunity to rush in the door with the cool air, which made Zhong Rui tremble. He let go of his hand and wanted to close the door first, but he moved a little before his wrist was clasped and he was hugged again inside.

"It's cold, close the door." Zhong Rui was only wearing a sweater, and after he finished speaking, he realized that the person in front of him was also wearing thin clothes, and he could touch the tight muscle lines under his palm.

Art slammed the door with his shoulder and held it for a while before letting go. He turned on the light, and there were two large suitcases standing beside the door, indicating that the owner of the room was indeed planning to go out.

Both of them wore little clothes, and they were so close together that they almost caught fire. After they separated, Zhong Rui quickly returned to the bed and got under the covers. His beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of bloodshot eyes. .

"Don't sleep, don't eat, and don't answer the phone," Art raised his eyelids and looked at him. He couldn't tell what emotion was in his eyes. He drank too much wine last night, and his throat didn't get any better. He coughed lightly Pass the coat beside the bed, "Put on your clothes and follow me home."

Zhong Rui took the clothes, but didn't put them on in a daze, "How do you know I'm here..."

"Your flight was grounded," Art looked at Zhong Rui's widened eyes, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes, "I asked Captain Wang, and he said he didn't see you go out, the key He gave it to him, he said you should still be in the dormitory."

Atla opened half of the curtains, her tone full of helplessness, "You should check the weather outside before sending a message."

Zhong Rui thought that Art would continue to ask, but he sat still, Art urged again: "Get dressed and go to my house."

"Farewell," Zhong Rui forced a smile, "It's inappropriate for me to be an outsider on the day of the Chinese New Year reunion."

"I have a lot of people in my family, no one will care. And my mother..." The untimely ringing of the bell interrupted him.

As expected of her surname Cao, Ms. Cao just mentioned it, and the call came.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Art picked up the phone.

"Are you back? Did you catch anyone?" Ms. Cao asked with concern.

"Not yet, you can eat first, don't wait for me."

"No one is waiting for you, we are almost finished eating," the other side seemed to laugh, "Your sister-in-law insisted on calling me, telling you to bring your little girlfriend back quickly."

"It's really not..." Art told his mother to pick up someone before he left, and a group of people next to him laughed badly. Art hurried out the door before they made a fuss, forgetting to put on his thick coat, and he went all the way I rushed over, but the person on the bed didn't cooperate, it was really annoying.

Art simply asked for help outside the court: "He refuses to come, what should I do."

Zhong Rui never expected him to be so confident, and Art said "yes" for some reason.

"My mother has something to tell you."

"Hello, auntie, I..." Zhong Rui had no choice but to pick up the phone.

There was a lot of voices on the other side of the phone, and Zhong Rui vaguely heard someone say "I'm really not a girlfriend".

"Hello little classmate, are you Zhimian's teammate?" There was a gentle female voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm his coach..."

——"I know the coach! It's called Noah!"

——"Is brother going to pick up Nuo Shen??"

Zhong Rui looked at Art in embarrassment, why is your family still on the phone?

"Oh, please keep your voice down, everyone can hear you," the woman seemed to have walked to a quiet place, and said softly, "It's the coach, I'm sorry, I still treat him as a kid on his team."

"Zhimian usually troubles you to take care of me. You heard it just now. The children at home know you and are clamoring to see you. Why don't you come here together? There are so many people here, so you don't have to be restrained. Listen to Auntie, Come over together, okay?"

The woman's voice is gentle and gentle, making it impossible to say no.

The phone returned to Art's hand, and there was a hint of resentment in the other end's tone, "It's done for you, the three of you hurry up, if you don't come back, the food will be gone."

Zhong Rui quickly got dressed and put away his lost mood. When he was alone, he could let himself be sad, but now that someone came to his door, it made no sense to pass on his bad emotions to others.

"Does your family have any special rules?" Zhong Rui tidied up his clothes, washed and shaved his face, "It's been a long time since I celebrated the New Year with everyone, and I don't quite remember what the procedure is."

"Nothing special." Art felt uncomfortable. If he hadn't found him, would this person have passed the year lying down alone?

Zhong Rui walked over with a dozen red envelopes on his body, and reconfirmed when he went downstairs: "There are no rules? I just came to the door empty-handed. Will my father-in-law and mother-in-law drive me out?"

Art knew that he was comforting himself, his heart warmed up, and he smiled, "You can still joke..."

"Why can't you?" Zhong Rui grabbed a handful of his palm, "I've already been seriously sad when I should be sad. Naturally, I should be happy when you come."

There was no one left in the club, an orange coupe parked arrogantly in front of the dormitory building, not afraid of blocking anyone's way.

Zhong Rui thought that Art had changed back to the previous car, but when he got closer, he realized that it was not. Art opened the back door for him, and the thunderous sound waves coming towards him almost knocked them off.

"Be quieter." Art then got into the car, and Zhong Rui realized that there was still a driver in the car.

"Brother, you're too slow," the person in the driver's seat tuned to the radio and murmured, "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep, so play some rock and roll to wake me up. Shall I go back now?"

"Go back." Seeing the worry in Zhong Rui's eyes, Art explained, "Only two days younger than me, with a driver's license."

"My brother drank too much last night. He was afraid of being stopped by the traffic police on the road. He should have been in the detention center this year." The driver didn't give Art any face, and then complained, "Brother, why don't you introduce me .”

"My cousin, He Siqin." Art's introduction was quite succinct.

"Zhimian, Siqin..." Zhong Rui roughly got a glimpse of the He family's family style from the name.

Even though the road conditions were good and the car was fast, they drove for nearly an hour, covering almost the entire city of A.

After the car drove into the yard, it turned two corners before arriving at the garage. Zhong Rui knew that Art's family was well off, but he didn't expect it to be such a good idea.

After getting out of the car, Zhong Rui was shocked again. The younger brother might have gone straight to 1.9 meters tall. Zhong Rui suspected that there might be a rule in their family that no leftovers are allowed for meals, and that tall people reward lucky money.

Probably because of the bad weather, there was no one in the huge front yard. When the three of them entered the door, they attracted several eyes, but most of them turned their eyes away quickly. Only a few people near the sofa were still interested. looking this way.

Art took Zhong Rui to greet these people, and Art's mother smiled and told them to go to eat quickly.

Zhong Rui noticed a probing gaze from the moment he entered the door. The source was quite easy to find. A young man who was sitting casually on the armrest of the sofa was looking at him with half-closed eyes. When Zhong Rui met his gaze, his heart was shocked. He is so fucking beautiful, and the women sitting here are all exquisite and beautiful, but he still stands out among the crowd.

There was another person sitting on the single sofa next to the man, wearing camouflage trousers and leather boots, his hair was shaved very short, his hands were on the handsome man's legs, and he looked intimate when he raised his head and spoke.

Tsk... These two might be Art's first teachers.

After the three of them had dinner in the side hall, Art asked Zhong Rui if he needed to sleep for a while.

"Don't go to bed anymore." Zhong Rui shook his head, how could he go to someone's house to sleep during the Chinese New Year?

"Brother, they are all in the backyard, do you want to play together?" He Siqin asked his brother, but looked at the people around him.

Art glanced at Zhong Rui, saw him nodding, and then said.

The three stood up and were stopped by someone.

"Wait for me, I'll go too," the handsome young man walked quickly with his pockets in his pockets just now, "I'm getting bored to death, I can't even get in their mouths when they're chatting."

"Yo, Brother Ning," He Siqin glanced at the living room, "Where's my uncle?"

"I was caught by your father," the young man curled his lips, and said suddenly, "Brother Ning, how did Zhimian introduce him just now, his name is Uncle."

Just now Art introduced that the one wearing camouflage pants was his uncle, and then he introduced the one next to him, he just said it was another uncle.

"You give yourself the status of elder again," He Siqin said in his heart that he couldn't call you Auntie, "it's right that I'm called brother, and I'm not inferior. Didn't you call me uncle last time?"

The young man blushed, and hurriedly covered his mouth: "If you talk so much, you can't learn from others. No wonder you can only study. Your brother can make money."

"I can earn money in the future, but my brother can't do it if he wants to study..."

The two were arguing as they walked, Art and Zhong Rui fell behind, Zhong Rui cast a questioning look, Arte nodded, confirming his guess.

There was a group of half-grown children gathered in the backyard, and some of them looked about the same age as Zhong Rui met in the cinema that day. When they saw someone coming, they raised their heads to say hello, and then quickly lowered their heads to continue playing games.

They didn't put down their phones until the end of the round, and surrounded Zhong Rui and Art curiously asking this and that.

"It's exactly ten people, why don't you come to fight." Someone suggested.

"Then I'll be on their team." The good-looking young man pointed at Art and Zhong Rui.

"Brother Ning, you are being unkind. They are on the same team, how can they play with other people? No way." He Siqin objected.

"Then random, whoever is drawn is who."

As a result, Art and Zhong Rui were randomized together in the first round, and the other three were confused and almost won. The one called Brother Ning pushed He Siqin and ordered him to grab Art's phone.

Art doesn't get angry when he loses his phone, it's just a game anyway, he's more interesting watching Zhong Rui play than playing by himself, Zhong Rui stares at his fingers and points, and has to set his ears aside to listen to other people chatting, he doesn't play very seriously , and finally lost as a matter of course.

"Concession, concession." The beautiful young man raised the corner of his mouth at Zhong Rui.

A group of people were playing in the backyard without being disturbed, and they didn't know the time. Suddenly, a loud voice came from a distance: "Do you want to have dinner, little bastards?!"

"Look at you, a group of internet-addicted teenagers," the man approached, stretched out his finger a little far away, and pointed at the one next to He Siqin, "Ningning, you just take them to play with this."

"You came just in time," said the person who was called without looking up, "quickly help me find out where Zhimian is, he keeps catching me."

Just now I emphasized the discipline of the game, it is not allowed to touch the mobile phone, I didn't expect to be unable to prevent warding off the court.

"Fuck! Lao Tzu 5.2's eyes are just for you to see this?" The man stood upright behind him, causing Zhong Rui to look up, and it turned out to be Art's uncle, with lines at the end of his eyes revealing A sense of vicissitudes, this person is not young anymore.

"Don't be shy, you don't need to shoot a gun now, and you don't need to peek at the test papers, quickly find something for your tricks to do."

Reluctantly, the man raised his head and looked towards the opposite side. Art was squatting in the grass near him, so he got up and changed to another place in case he was caught.

"Uncle, this is not suitable for you." He Siqin couldn't stand it anymore, he was on the same team as Art, "Why are you bullying us juniors?"

The man snorted: "You are still a junior, why didn't you think that you were a junior when you called Brother Ning, and wanted to take advantage of your uncle."

During the conversation, Art's team was wiped out. Seeing that their game was over, the man hurried away: "Go back to eat, one by one, the lens is so thick and you still stare at your phone all day."

The younger group bounced away like rabbits again, and the remaining adults walked back slowly.

In the evening, there is still a table for children, a table for women, and another table for men.

"I'll sit here too," Art's uncle sat down beside him, beckoning, "Ningning, come here."

Someone at another table in the distance immediately stood up: "Mr. He, what do you mean by sitting there? Do you guys love me?"

"Damn it," the man said without raising his eyes, "This group of brats call Ning Ning brother, shouldn't I sit here?"

The people over there wanted to shout again, but the person in the chair stopped him: "Let him go, we will eat."

As Art's mother said, there are many people here, lively and informal, and everyone is friendly to Zhong Rui without paying too much attention. Zhong Rui understands how Art's temper was raised, and he probably followed his father when he talked less. , the other soft parts should be like the mother.

After the meal, the adults played cards and the children went to put flowers. Art and Zhong Rui ordered a few symbolically and then stopped coming forward. Zhong Rui took out the red envelopes he had prepared before and asked Art to distribute them to the children.

"I didn't prepare anything, just to make it auspicious." Zhong Rui rubbed his frozen hands.

Art took the red envelope, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and asked him, "Do you have mine?"

Zhong Rui raised his eyebrows and said honestly, "I really don't have one. I'll make up for you later."

After Art finished distributing the red envelopes, he took Zhong Rui back without waiting for the fireworks to be over. The person beside him yawned one after another, with steam in his eyes.

"The guest room is ready." Seeing them coming back, Art's mother looked up from the game, "You choose a room for them."

Art took people up to the second floor and "picked" the room at the end of the corridor.

The room was very large, and the first thing that caught Zhong Rui's attention was the three transparent display cabinets along the wall, which were filled with various objects, large and small.

This is not a guest room at all...

"You sleep in this room. I'll go to the guest room and ask me if I can't find anything."

Zhong Rui withdrew his thoughts of almost walking away, and apologized to Art in his heart for thinking too much.He went to take a shower first, and changed into the pajamas he prepared in advance in the bathroom. The clothes were a little too big. He suddenly remembered the intimate contact during the day. , and the figure is also more robust.

Tsk, why did I treat this person as a little kid before?

Zhong Rui watched the collection of "Little Hairy Children" along the wall with great interest. Except for those who appeared in the gods, he basically didn't know other gaudy characters. There were various hand-made figures in the cabinets on both sides, and the cabinet by the window The collection is much simpler in terms of color. Zhong Rui can't recognize the material, nor can he understand the artistic shape. He just thinks that the light of the metal is quite impressive when it is illuminated by the light.

Someone knocked on the door, and Zhong Rui answered.

"Ms. Cao asked me to deliver it." Art walked to the window with a glass of milk in his hand.

The people who set off the flowers hadn’t left yet, and standing here, I could just see the open space. Two adults were instructing the children to stack the fireworks, and then told them to back off. The hands of the people around him ran back.

"They..." Zhong Rui took the cup and looked out the window, "Does everyone in the family know?"

"I know," Art followed his gaze, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I also had trouble, and found that I couldn't control it, so I just let it go."

"Brother Ning's family and our family are family friends. We have a lot of business contacts. The friendship has been intertwined for many years and we can't tell the difference. The two families can't turn their faces. In the end, the two old men acquiesced, and the others couldn't say anything. "Art didn't inquire about it, but he couldn't resist talking about these two when the family chatted.

Zhong Rui didn't say a word, and took a sip of milk from the glass, feeling a little envious in his heart.

"You just said to make up for me..." Art just wanted to stay here for a while, when he saw Zhong Rui raised his head, with a little white milk froth on his lips, his original pure thoughts suddenly changed.

"Red envelope?" Zhong Rui didn't forget it, he prepared it before taking a bath, "Don't worry, I will remember it, I planned to give it to you tomorrow morning."

"Can you change one?"

"Change what?"

Art took a deep look at him, stepped forward to take the empty cup in his hand, and turned his head to kiss the corner of his mouth.

The milk froth was crushed between the lips of the two of them, Art backed away slightly, and then pressed his back and kissed him forcefully.

Zhong Rui's mind went blank immediately, all the cells in his body seemed to be soaked in magma, clamoring and boiling, his violent heartbeat almost overwhelmed the sensation on his lips, he was dizzy from being kissed, and when he parted, his eyes were full of water.

"Change to this." Art touched his lips again reluctantly, and wiped the last white stain on the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

"Cooperating with this cup of milk is still an accomplice." Zhong Rui seemed to understand where his impulse came from, "You are fishing for law enforcement."

"Yeah." Art didn't deny it. As soon as the words fell, there was a bang outside the window, and huge fireworks exploded in the sky, like the deepest throbbing in the hearts of the two.

After all, the rain did not fall that day. Art did not check when the flight took off, nor did he intend to ask Zhong Rui why he did not go home. From the moment he was sure that he had some unspeakable thoughts about this senior, he He named himself Ararat - the last stop of Noah's Ark.

Zhong Rui leaned against the wall and turned his back to the window, and asked Art: "What's your wish for the new year?"

Art thought about it, and counted it down: "I hope to achieve good results in the playoffs next year, I hope to get a ticket to the World Championship, I hope everyone is in good health... I hope that every year in the future, I can spend with you. "

Zhong Rui laughed out loud, turned his face and asked him, "Do you usually save your time to talk every year when you don't talk?"

Art grabbed his wrist, leaned over to touch his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Are there too many, then only the last one is fine."

Zhong Rui raised his head and kissed him, with a smile in his eyes, "I live with you every year, am I selling it to your family?"

Art made a concession while kissing, "It's okay for me to go back with you."

"Forget it, you might get beaten if you go together."

"It's okay, I can buy two more armors."

If you want to go home, I will be beaten with you. If you stay, this is your home. The obsession in my heart has never changed from the beginning to today.

You stand above the gods, and I want to be your final resting place.

The author has something to say: almost the usual three chapters, no wonder I didn't finish writing the day before yesterday, and I still didn't finish writing last night. Today, I need [-] words to fix it.

This is the end of the story, maybe it’s not a perfect ending, Zhong Rui still can’t go home, Hang Zhe’s father may be a demon in the future, but life is like this, there are many obstacles and problems, the rest of the road is left to them let's go.

Thanks to every friend who collected and commented, I hope that when we meet next time, you and I have taken a big step forward.