Oral period

What was that like?

Standing in front of the darkened sky in the evening, the handsome young man raised his hand, revealing a white upper arm that was hard to see before. The muscles were thin and smooth, and they were drawn to the same white hand, with ink-colored hair wrapped around his fingers. , black and white, soft and eye-catching - he lowered his head, his eyes just swept from bottom to top, there was a little blur of warm golden sunlight in his eyes, it seemed that even his eyelashes were stained with the sunset.

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, the boy's well-shaped lips were redder than usual, with a thin black hair ring in his mouth, almost stained with a hint of bright color...

What does it imply, the half-dream kiss during the lunch break, or the distant nostalgia that has been dormant in someone's heart for nearly ten years, probably no one can tell.

Zhen Xiao maintained the posture of sitting on the corner of the table after entering through the window, and forgot the next action in a daze——he suddenly remembered a certain comic storyboard, in which a girl with long hair reaching waist was biting her hair rope, without any hesitation. Kneeling and sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the boyfriend who pushed the door in, with a smile in his eyes, as if coquettishly asking for someone to help him tie his hair...

The plot in memory and reality suddenly coincided, reminding him that hugs and kisses cannot be escaped in the following plots, which is his lingering demon.

"Why are you in a daze, don't you want to eat?" The bewildered subject has already tied up his hair skillfully, walked up to him and snapped his fingers, his tone not without ridicule, "Stupid in reading?"

Zhen Xiao was startled, subconsciously retreated a little, and jumped off the table expressionlessly, remembering that he shouldn't have suffered so easily, and slowly added a sentence "You are not as stupid as you read", so as not to be caught The other party noticed his strangeness.

Fortunately, Xia Jingzhe didn't think too much, waved his hand to signal him to get out of the way, and turned out the window by himself: "Let's go, eat—I'm starving to death."

The tail sound is very long, not as cold and rigid as before, but like a lazy and swaggering cat.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have made such a fuss... Zhen Xiao cursed to herself, sat on the edge of the table and moved herself out of the window, followed Xia Jingzhe in three steps and two steps, and looked at the dangling lock of hair on the back of his head ,Complicated feelings.

When we met for the first time, he still felt strange, thinking that a boy with such long hair was somewhat effeminate, but after getting acquainted with him, he realized that the other party's excessively long forehead hair was a kind of self-protection, and could hide his eyes in the crowd It also covers other people's fearful or disgusted eyes, which is similar to his own habit of always pulling up his collar and holding the zipper to cover part of his face. Likes and dislikes are irrelevant.

But now...that lock of hair loosely tied up by a hair tie looked like a small animal's tail, feathers, a pendant for hypnosis or something else, dangling into his eyes, and his heartbeat became chaotic. shoot.

What does it feel like to touch, will it be like a feather...

"Hiss, what are you doing!" The boy was startled when his hair was pulled suddenly. The qualitative companion bent over and covered his abdomen with one hand, looking very painful.

Having played the same trick a few times, Xia Jingzhe has already seen through his routine - this person's pain tolerance is on par with his acting skills, and he desperately wants to save face, most of the pain that can be shown so exaggeratedly is just pretending - —He stretched out his hand and patted his head relentlessly, and passed the hand addiction that he couldn't enjoy due to the height gap: "Is it fun to pull other people's hair?"

Like the villainous boy in the early TV dramas who was keen on pulling the ponytail at the front table, the only difference is probably that the characters in the drama still have a heart of admiration for the person they are teasing, and Zhen Xiao is most likely just doing it for fun.

Seeing that he didn't intend to be fooled, Zhen Xiao straightened up expressionlessly, and withdrew his magical powers: "Why are you so fierce, you won't lose a piece of meat if you touch it."

"Well, yes," Xia Jingzhe looked at his expression, and on a whim, he thought of revenge by using his own way to punish his own body. After a pause, he continued in his usual tone, "But you It hurts me."

He probably didn't know that he was not good at lying, and his triumphant cunning was not well concealed, exposed in his slightly squinted eyes, which was clearly seen by others.

Zhen Xiao raised her eyebrows, not trying to expose him, but cooperatively pretended to be nervous: "Does it hurt...are you okay?"

Goosebumps all over his body were aroused by his pretendingly gentle tone, Xia Jingzhe rubbed his arms, his tone immediately cooled down, and he frowned and said, "Don't disgust me."

"I'm obviously concerned about you..." Zhen Xiao's tone sounded a little lost.

"No, I can't bear it." Xia Jingzhe waved his hand, glanced at the sky, and changed the topic, "There is nothing to eat in the cafeteria at this time... By the way, I will pay more for the manuscript recently, so go out to eat? I invite you."

Zhen Xiao's thoughts were still stuck on the word "disgusting" that he blurted out earlier, and she didn't respond to the words, she nodded and followed his footsteps.

Although there was some teasing intentions in pretending to care, it's one thing to have a bad taste, but it's another thing to be really evaluated in this way by someone who is delusional.

The young man looked at the dangling hair ends of the person in front of him, the loss in his eyes flashed away, and was fully hidden again.

The two walked around a row of shops opposite the school, and finally walked into a ramen shop on the corner of the street.

This process took nearly 10 minutes. The reason is that someone suddenly became childish for some reason. He thought fried chicken was greasy and home-made fried chicken was crowded. Every time he went to a store, he could pick out some thorns. Tried repeatedly on the edge of breaking.

In the end, the "long-term meal ticket" couldn't bear it any longer. Under the stunned gaze of the boss, he dragged him into the Japanese-style ramen shop by his collar, threw him into the wooden bench in the corner, and threatened in a cold and low voice: "Furthermore I won't pay for a single word, and wash the dishes here to repay the debt, idiot."

Zhen Xiao leaned against the wall, nodded obediently, and muttered in a low voice that he could hear clearly: "The real murderer..."

What answered him was the muffled sound of the other party slamming down the phone.

He watched Xia Jingzhe walk towards the ordering place, his gaze seemed to be glued to the other person, and he refused to deviate an inch - he finally came to the conclusion that this person looked very dangerous when he was aggressive, but when he turned around, his ears were still red.

It's a little embarrassing for everyone to watch.

This is a self-service ramen shop, which also sells some Japanese snacks such as tempura. Obviously, Xia Jingzhe didn't notice it when she dragged him in—or she did, but simply decided to deprive him of his independent choice. Meal rights, beware of him making further troubles.

Aren't you afraid of choosing something you don't like... Zhen Xiao watched him put a certain bowl on the dinner plate, thinking silently.

He still finds Xia Jingzhe interesting, the way he is very angry and helpless is interesting, the way he lowers his head and carefully chooses the flavor of ramen is interesting, the way his eyes are slightly red when he is angry, and the way his eyes are fierce and bright is also interesting, and It was the same when he first started to enjoy teasing him.

This kind of interesting comes from Xia Jingzhe's different attitude towards him and others. People who seem cold and sharp and feared will become a little "talkative" in front of him, revealing the lively side of their nature, which is really interesting .

It's just... Maybe it was because of the abnormal atmosphere in the dessert shop that day, this usually bad-tempered person gave him a close to tender "hug", allowing him to glimpse something else under the other's hedgehog shell, or maybe Because of the inexplicable kiss on the corner of his mouth a few hours ago, and the unexplainable emotion that has often loomed in his heart since then, he always felt that from a certain inconspicuous point in time, the familiar "" On top of "interesting", there seems to be another layer of something else.

Ambiguous, soft, a little hot.

It made him start to notice some things that he never paid attention to before, such as a certain word that Xia Jingzhe blurted out unintentionally, his emotions, and even some parts of his body.

Soft hair tails, eyelashes, or a waist that is thinner than those of the same age hidden under the loose clothes...

Why...Because I am more and more sure that I had a relationship with him when I was a child, or was it a new and strange relationship that was born out of that remote relationship...

"Reduce thinking" and follow the doctor's advice. Even if he is used to rational analysis, he should stop thinking about it.

——I don’t think there will be an answer, just like he may never know whether he really met Xia Jingzhe when he was a child, and whether he really "betrayed his friend and left without saying goodbye" as the other party said.

That memory was lost in the middle of the night when the ashtray was dropped, and the only person he could ask for clues, his biological mother, was a lunatic who was determined to kill him.

The only thing that is certain is that Xia Jingzhe is a special person, with something he has never seen before, lively, clear, irrational and unusual... faintly pointing to an answer he was trying to find.

With a flash of light in front of his eyes, there was a plate on the table. The ramen had a strong aroma, which interrupted his thoughts—a bowl of bone broth ramen with char siew and half a soft-boiled egg floating on the surface, a plate of fried shrimp, and a glass of ramen. The drink that looked like orange juice was the dinner arranged by Xia Jingzhe for him.

"I don't know what you like to eat, just take whatever you like," the long-term meal ticket himself cleared his throat calmly, and said, "Go and get what you want to eat, anyway, it's self-service, it doesn't matter how much you want."

Zhenxiao nodded, he hadn't forced himself to analyze rationally for a long time, he became tired after thinking deeply, and didn't want to talk much, so he picked up the chopsticks and pushed the half hot spring egg into the noodle soup, and ate obediently without saying a word, and soon The trouble of pointing with the front finger is like two people.

Xia Jingzhe gave him a slightly surprised look, thinking that this store was just trying to suit his appetite, and thought it was a little funny: "How old are you?"

"Ok?"

"If you eat delicious food, you will be safe, like a child, hiss—"

The voice stopped abruptly, Zhen Xiao raised his head suspiciously, and saw the person who had commented on his childishness just a second ago exaggeratedly gasped with the tip of his tongue, as if he had been scorched hard, his ears were a little red.

His eyes glanced at the bowl of steaming red ramen in front of the other party, and he understood what was going on—Zhen Xiao propped his chin, and pushed his glass of iced orange juice to Xia Jingzhe's hand, not in the spirit of taking the opportunity to tease others, and said lightly : "Drink."

Xia Jingzhe was startled, as if he was a little surprised, he took the orange juice for two seconds, and thanked vaguely.

Zhen Xiao gave a "hmm", bent his index finger and flicked on the edge of his bowl, making a low and crisp sound, and his tone was still very light: "Do you want another bowl?"

This direction doesn't seem right, shouldn't he say "I beg you, I will forcefully exchange with you" at this time, or make a serious request...Xia Jingzhe was flattered, and looked into his eyes blankly, But he found that the other party's eyelashes were drooping, hiding the emotions in his eyes so tightly that he couldn't see clearly.

"Uh, no need - this is very spicy, can you bear it..."

She is good at taking care of others, but she doesn't seem to be very good at dealing with the kindness from others, like a wild animal that acts on instinct... Zhen Xiao thought aimlessly, nodded: "Spicy is essentially a kind of pain, I The pain is dull."

It doesn't mean he likes spicy food, just that he doesn't mind.

Xia Jingzhe sipped the orange juice and remained silent for a few seconds, then nodded, watching the other party pick up the noodle bowl and exchange positions smoothly, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.

He still got a glimpse of the emotion in Zhen Xiao's eyes—the eyes met for a short moment, and the other's eyes were as cold as usual, like two pieces of dark glass, reflecting the outline of the lively food in front of him, but the glass was covered with a layer of fog , extremely clear and light, shaking a quiet emotion that was close to tenderness that he had never seen before.

He couldn't figure out Zhenxiao's character, and it was difficult to judge when this person was in a tossing mood, and when he would hide back in the thick fog of ice floes, so quiet that he couldn't seem to be a living being. Not being a monster or deliberately making things difficult, being gentle with him seems to be within the reasonable range.

Maybe he was just looking at the soft-boiled eggs in the spicy ramen with the eyes of his lover——Xia Jingzhe was thinking silently, and he accidentally caught something out of the corner of his eye, and raised his head in doubt: "What are you laughing at?"

The weird man looked calm: "No."

"Fart, you obviously laughed..."

"Let's eat."

——Because of hypocritical facts such as "Actually, he doesn't like being cared about by me", he couldn't help but curl his lips. This kind of reason should not be told to the person concerned.