can you let me go

When Pei Xiangli snatched his mobile phone, there was only a busy tone on the receiver, and he didn't even have a chance to defend himself.

"Crack!" Pei Xiangli slapped Chen Ran on the back of the head vigorously, and Chen Ran shrank his neck like an ostrich. He felt that the expression on Pei Xiangli's pretty face was clearly: I didn't cut you with a wine bottle, so I took advantage of you!

Both of them were sobered up by the sudden change, Chen Ran smacked Zhou Jibai's tone just now: "Old Zhou, are you so irritable now?"

"Hmm." Pei Xiangli answered absently, and tremblingly buttoned up the collar of his coat, ready to lift his ass and leave.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Chen Ran grinned and grabbed Pei Xiangli's sleeve: "Why are you running, what's the matter with the elders coming out for a drink? Why are you still afraid of him? You This family status..."

"I..." Pei Xiangli stopped, and was suddenly confused by the question: Yes, what am I running for?

The two of them looked at each other, and Chen Ran said carelessly, "Sit down, sit down, it's great that he's here, just take it as if he's here to pick us up, and take me home on the way, and then take you back."

Chen Ran hiccupped, and wanted to continue talking to Pei Xiangli, but found that Pei Xiangli was a little restless, his slender fingers were rubbing against his trousers unnaturally, appearing restless.

The place where they drank was not far from Zhou Jibai's and Pei Xiangli's neighborhood. Chen Ran simply said it just now, and Zhou Jibai knew where it was, and he kicked the accelerator very quickly.

When he got out of the car, he was dressed in black, and he was wearing a hat and mask. He strode forward without looking sideways, facing the table of Chen Ran and Pei Xiangli.

Water was sprinkled on the floor of the food stall at some point, and thin ice formed in the cold, and it made a "creak, creak" sound when stepped on.

The light bulbs pulled out from the room and hung on the shed swayed and shone with dim yellow light, dragging people's shadows for a long time.

Pei Xiangli felt that the light in front of him was blocking him, raised his head, and saw Zhou Jibai's superior bone appearance above the mask, with deep eye sockets, and his eyes in the shadows were hazy and sharp. He wanted to quench the arrow of frost, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Jibai..." As soon as Pei Xiangli spoke, his chest twisted and hurt like a sudden cramp, and he stumbled a step forward on the stool leg, and then his arms were held by Zhou Jibai's pliers.

"Running around?" Zhou Jibai smelled the alcohol on Pei Xiangli's body, heh!Really drank a lot.

Chen Ran didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them, it was an occupational disease attack, Zhou Jibai was conspicuous enough by himself, now that they are sticking together, it is even more noticeable, people around have already looked over, Pei Xiangli There is no mask on the face.

"Stop hugging! Are you flirtatious, you two?" After paying the bill, Chen Ran turned his head to see that they were still sticking together, and complained: "Hurry up, hurry up, old Zhou, take me back, my eyes after drinking I can't even open it!"

At this time, Zhou Jibai's attention was not on Chen Ran at all, Pei Xiangli leaned in front of him, his cheek was pressed against the gray sweater in his open front, his lips were pursed, his eyes were timid, and his black pupils reflected light, shining brightly. broken.

Zhou Jibai put his hands on his back, and he could feel his slightly hunched body and spine protruding through the coat, and he could clearly count the lengths by touching them.

"Jibai...I didn't..." Pei Xiangli wanted to shake his unconscious head, but the movement seemed to be rubbing against Zhou Jibai's chest.

Yo...

Zhou Jibai lowered his eyes and looked at the thin crevices of his hair. At first he thought it was Chen Ran who said it casually, but it turned out that he was acting like this. What did he say about himself?

Chen Ran had already walked this way, Zhou Jibai rudely stuffed Pei Xiangli's cold and blue hands into his coat pocket, and grabbed his shoulders to dig them out from his arms: "You better organize your words, Go home and tell me!"

"Hurry up and get in the car!" Zhou Jibai turned his head and yelled at Chen Ran, very dissatisfied with the one who hooked Pei Xiangli out to drink.

"Okay Brother Zhou!" Chen Ran happily climbed into the back seat because he took advantage of Pei Xiangli.

Without saying a word all the way, he threw Chen Ran downstairs in his apartment, and before he could stand still, the car sped away.

"What's the matter? Don't rub me, what a shame you have done to me, being so clingy..." Zhou Jibai straightened Pei Xiangli's head on his shoulder for the third time at the traffic light.

Pei Xiangli was completely drunk, and his stomach felt uncomfortable when the car shook.He had something in his head, but his nerves were slow and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He instinctively wanted to stick it on Zhou Jibai's body, but when he was pushed away, he muttered and frowned.

Zhou Jibai had never seen him like this before, and his heart was so soft that he even spoke with a smile. Before the traffic light immediately turned green, he tilted his head and kissed Pei Xiangli on the forehead, like a child. "Bo" kissed aloud: "You are really my living ancestor."

As if being soothed by his kiss, Pei Xiangli quietly closed his eyes until Zhou Jibai carried him out of the car and into the elevator.

Unconscious people are extremely heavy. Pei Xiangli is also a man over 1.8 meters in length. As soon as Zhou Jibai came in, he piled him on the sofa before talking about other things.

When he came out of the kitchen with a cup, he saw Pei Xiangli burying his face on the back of the sofa in an awkward position.

Putting the cup on the coffee table, Zhou Jibai stepped on the carpet, first took off his coat, then squatted down, took off his shoes, and touched them, his feet were still cold in thick cotton socks Yes, I lifted up the trouser legs, and sure enough I wasn't wearing long johns.

"Sooner or later, you'll be crippled by the cold." Zhou Jibai snorted, then walked into the bathroom, and there was a rushing sound.

When he came out again, he wiped the water off his hands, and put a large, fluffy hot water bottle on the carpet, and Pei Xiangli stepped on it along with the heat source.

The heating in this community is very good, air-conditioning and floor heating are all available, and there are electric blankets on the bed, but the blood vessels in Pei Xiangli's nasal cavity are very fragile, and if he gets a little angry, he may get nosebleeds.

In order to avoid the recurrence of the last bloody accident, the air conditioner and hot blanket cannot be turned on at night, and Pei Xiangli's hands and feet are so cold that he can even shiver when he touches his body.

Zhou Jibai thought about it for a while, bought a few big hot water bottles, and filled them with Sai Pei Xiangli every night.

Seeing that he was warming up, Zhou Jibai stuffed the cup into his hand: "Drink quickly, you hangover."

The glass smells of sweet and sour lemon honey.

Pei Xiangli felt uncomfortable in his stomach and didn't want to drink. Zhou Jibai pinched his cheeks vigorously, so he reluctantly drank it down. When he bit the lemon slice at the bottom of the drink, he frowned and vomited it out.

"Hey! Where do you spit it out?" Zhou Ji rolled his eyes quickly and caught the lemon seeds he spit out with his hands.

Since the two of them met, it was the first time that Zhou Jibai saw Pei Xiangli drunk so completely, it turned out that he was completely drunk, and he could still fight with a clear face for another thirty years.

"Are you really drunk or fake drunk? Avoid talking to me?" Zhou Jibai let out a sigh of relief after cleaning up, and squeezed on the sofa with Pei Xiangli, sniffing. , The clothes inside are also full of smell.

Zhou Jibai took off his sweater, leaving only a thin shirt inside.

Halfway through unbuttoning, Zhou Jibai suddenly stopped and looked at it carefully...

Pei Xiangli's white shirt is very thin, made of fine linen, just like the one he wore in the photos posted in his circle of friends.

What was he thinking during the time he hadn't participated in, and why did he reappear in his life? The longer they spent together, the more Zhou Jibai wanted to know. There was no barrier, he even wanted to knock Pei Xiangli's head open and find that passage to read carefully.

All the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, but Zhou Jibai didn't take them off for him. He supported Pei Xiangli, whose eyes were half-closed, and made it face to face with him.

His hands were pinched in from the inside of the shirt, sticking to the skin.

Pei Xiangli's waist was very narrow. Zhou Jibai's fingertips were on his bony spine, but his fingertips and thumb were stuck in the soft flesh of his waist. His skin rubbed against his sweater, turning a thin red.

The waist was leaning forward, but the neck was leaning back as if it lacked support, and as he swallowed, Pei Xiangli's voice was very soft: "It's white."

"Huh?" Zhou Jibai embedded him in his arms, pressed his face against his neck, and could feel the trembling of his vocal cords.

"Do you really like me...how long can you like me...will you let go." Pei Xiangli felt that his mind was floating, and he couldn't hear what he said.

"Let go? Where am I going to let you go?" Zhou Jibai exerted all his force, as if he wanted to pinch him in half, and his tone was urgent and fierce: "Let you fall in love with a girl? Let you go It's beautiful to be brothers with me again...Pei Xiangli, what do you think of me? Take out my heart and tattoo your name on it!"

Pei Xiangli was suffocated by him, and the two of them pressed against each other as their body temperature rose, steaming a little, and the regrown half-length hair stuck to their cheeks and neck, making them uncomfortable.

Zhou Jibai looked at him frowning, raised his hand and scratched it as if he was uncomfortable, his eyes were scattered, he paused for a few seconds, and finally vented his anger, took off a hair rope from his wrist, fingers from He combed his sweaty hair roots, and patiently grabbed every strand of his hair and tied it into a low ponytail.

After tying it up, I admired my masterpiece, and then I hugged him with the back of my head. It was a much gentler hug than before...

He felt that Pei Xiangli's stiff body was slowly relaxing, and the two of them were sticking together as if they were suffering from skin hunger, without desire, just sticking.

Zhou Jibai stroked Pei Xiangli's back with his hands until his breathing slowly grew.

Today he suddenly realized that in this relationship, not only himself, Pei Xiangli also felt insecure, even more so than himself. Zhou Jibai felt that he had vaguely touched the crux of the matter, but he still didn't know the reason... .

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