Qinghong

I put a steamed dumpling into my mouth, Ning Hong sniffed, glanced at me, and suddenly leaned over, the tip of his nose bumped into my wet temple hair, he asked, "Have you taken a shower?"

"Yeah." I replied.

Ning Hong's voice contained a smile: "Use my shampoo?"

"Otherwise whose is it?" I asked. "Is there another person living in your house?"

Ning Hong chuckled twice: "Then are you wearing underwear?"

"..." I chewed the steamed stuffed bun, took a sip of soy milk and put it down my throat, cleared my throat, and said, "It's a little tight after wearing yours."

Ning Hong raised his eyebrows first, then tangles, eating buns and drinking soy milk in silence.

He was so flustered, he asked nonsense for nothing, and became sluggish after being stimulated.

I heard him sizzling the soy milk cup and asked, "Are you not going to work today?"

"Rest today, go to work tomorrow." Ning Hong said.

"I'm full." I put down my chopsticks and threw the plastic bag containing the buns and the soy milk cup into the trash can.

"Go to your house and pick up Ivan, and then let's go to the movies?" Ning Hong asked.

"What movie are you watching?" I said.

"What movie did you and Xiao Ke watch?" Ning Hong asked.

Don't dare to wait here for me. How many things did I tell him last night? I said, "Why are you fighting with dead people?"

Ning Hong curled his lips: "Hmph." He picked up the bowls and dishes containing vinegar and walked into the kitchen. There was the sound of splashing water, leaving me sitting at the dining table and sighing.

He was washing and washing in the kitchen, and I was sitting on the sofa looking at my phone.

An exclusive report by Haihe Daily, reprinted by several leading news agencies, the chief note-taker is named Shao Zhixing.Shao Zhixing described in detail the whole process of Xiao Ke looking for him to explain why he happened to take a photo of Xiao Ke's fall from the building.Then he posted Xiao Ke's suicide note, six pages of densely packed text, recording the people and things that Xiao Ke encountered during the month and a half he spent in Qingxin Cultivation Academy.

In the last line of the suicide note, Xiao Ke wrote [I tried to commit suicide a year ago, but the teacher persuaded me to come down. He told me that homosexuality is not a disease, and I should live well. 】

[I want to live, but I don't know what the meaning of living is. 】

[Maybe the solar energy tells me. 】

"Don't look at it." Ning Hong took my phone away and touched my face. His fingers were cold and his palms were warm. I closed my eyes and felt a little sleepy.

Ning Hong approached me, stretched his arms, hugged me into his arms, pressed his chin against my shoulder, and hummed a shapeless tune.

I couldn't help asking: "What are you singing?"

"Zhu Bajie carries his daughter-in-law." Ning Hong said, "When it rained and thundered when I was young, my brother insisted on singing it to me, but he sang very badly."

You don't sing very well, I hate you.

"And why did he sing to coax me? He was born a few minutes earlier than me." Ning Hong puffed up his cheeks and said indignantly.

I relaxed my body and stretched out on the sofa, and let Ning Hong hug me to get into my arms. I asked him, "How much did I drink yesterday?"

"Two bottles of Niulanshan Erguotou." Ning Hong said, "One catty."

I said, "This is the first time I've had a Fragrance."

"Drink less." Ning Hong said, "It's not good for the liver."

The atmosphere was so comfortable that I blinked sleepily and said, "I actually miss you a lot."

Ning Hong half propped himself up and stared at me with a serious face: "Then why didn't you release me from the blacklist?"

"... I was too busy and forgot." I said.The fact is that I don't know how to speak to him, and then I keep procrastinating until now.

"You just rely on me liking you." Ning Hong whispered.

I didn't hear clearly and asked, "What?"

Ning Hong kissed him with a vicious expression, like a fierce little tiger. I wrapped my arms around his waist to prevent him from knocking his front teeth too hard.His lips were as soft and dry as I remembered, gradually wetted by saliva, the tip of his tongue eagerly wrapped around me, breathing heavily, he asked tremblingly, "Do you want to take another bath, and take a bath with me?"

I was hungover all night, my bones were sluggish, I didn't want to do physical work immediately, and I refused: "I don't want to move."

Ning Hong lowered his hand: "Then I'll bite it for you."

How many tons of yellow waste stuff does this man have in his head? I grabbed his hand and put it on my shoulder: "Be honest." I said, "Would you like to kiss me? If not, let's go pick Ivan up."

"Dear." Ning Hong rushed over in a hurry.

I grinned, and kissed his lips.

"What are you laughing at?" Ning Hong asked.

"What you said just now is very similar to Taobao's customer service." I said.

Ning Hong took a breath, lay on my body without moving, and asked cautiously, "Are we dating?"

"Hmm." I pretended to think, "Well, I haven't met anyone I like more than you."

"We won't meet again in the future." Ning Hong said firmly.

"What if." I teased him, "Better handsome than you, richer than you, better than you..." Before I finished counting, Ning Hong said, "Not as tough as me."

"..." This shit couldn't talk, I choked, and after a while, I said, "Okay, you're awesome." I guess there are few people who are more noisy than Ning Hong, he can step on my bottom line and jump repeatedly. Get a Guinness World Record.

After lying on the sofa for a while, Ning Hong and I went downstairs to pick up the car. Ning Hong drove and I sat in the co-pilot.

Along the way, Ning Hong said slowly, "I missed a lot of things, can you tell me about them?"

I didn't want to talk about it, but my intuition told me that Ning Hong would definitely throw me out of the car after I finished speaking.

I said: "It's nothing, you think too much."

Ning Hong raised his eyebrows: "Then I will find it myself."

"... just watched a movie, went to a bar, hit someone, almost got married," I said.

Ning Hong sneered: "You don't have anything to do. If there is something to do, do you want to start an uprising?"

I didn't speak, and I didn't want to quarrel with Ning Hong, so I rolled down the car window to let the wind blow.

The car was quiet, only the sound of the wind and the "da da" sound of the right turn signal.

The car drove into the community and stopped at the entrance of the unit building. Ning Hong said, "Here we are." His voice was a bit suffocated.

I looked back at him, his eyes were red, and the dark eyes were brewing with a layer of crystal water, I was a little surprised, he rubbed his eyes and urged me: "What are you doing, get out of the car."

He's sad and I don't know why.I unbuckled my seat belt and wiped the water that was about to overflow from the end of his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

He pulled out the car key, opened the door and got out of the car.I followed him up the stairs and stopped in front of my house, I opened the door and sideways let him in.

I didn’t see the big white cat all night, so Ivan ran over to rub my trouser legs enthusiastically, and let out a soft and flattering cry: “Meow——”

I am more concerned about Ning Hong's situation than the cat.I closed the door, pulled Ning Hong to sit on the sofa, comforted him strangely, stroked his hair, squeezed his ears, and kissed him again.

Ning Hong said coyly: "What are you doing, rubbing the cat?"

How about just rubbing cats? It's the first time I'm in love with a man, how can I know how to coax a man without a teacher.

"Then tell me, what's the matter?" I asked.

Ning Hong said: "You don't tell me anything, I also want to participate in your life." After he finished speaking, he turned his head aside and didn't look at me, probably because he felt ashamed.

I turned his head around, and just about to say something, the big white cat was displeased with me for neglecting it, and lay on my back and rubbed its ears against my neck.

"Don't make trouble." I pushed Ivan away and said to Ning Hong, "It's a long story, I need time to talk about it slowly."

"I have time, and I have patience." Ning Hong said, "As long as you tell me."

There is really nothing I can do about him. I started talking about it when I went home during the Chinese New Year, and kept talking about it until it was dark outside the window.After drinking a few glasses of water and eating a takeaway, I watched Ning Hong take out a lighter and burn the stack of tissues with contact information written on them.

Ning Hong asked, "Do you still like my brother?"

I caressed my heart: "Life must always look forward, and I want to live a good life." Looking at Ning Hong, I continued, "When I think of your brother, I will feel regret, only regret." Time will heal Everything, and now, my heart beats for Ning Hong.

"That's enough." Ning Hong said, "I will treat you well."

I wanted to laugh again, he was like a poor bachelor who had gone through all kinds of hardships to find a wife, and he said "I will treat you well" clumsily, so silly.

Ning Hong himself realized that the level of what he said was too low, and he pointed at Ivan angrily and said, "What are you looking at!"

The big white cat shook its ears in confusion: "Meow..."

I suppressed a smile: "What are you scolding it for?"

Ning Hong's ears and neck were red, he hugged me, not letting me look at him.

I am amazed that his invulnerable face still has a shy day, which can be called the eighth wonder of the world.