I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

Song Ziyan didn't care, and didn't let Alex return to his posture. He closed the paint box, hesitated for a while, and said shyly, "Then...you get dressed, we're going to watch a movie..."

There was a momentary silence in the air, and fine dust floated in the ray of light in the middle of the crimson curtain.

Alex's hands hanging by his side also went down for a moment, and he didn't know what to do. This state lasted for three or four seconds, and then he let out a breath and said yes with a smile.

Song Ziyan nodded, his voice was quiet because of embarrassment and shyness: "Then I'll go downstairs to get some food..."

Alex watched him leave, bent over after two seconds of silence, and picked up the clothes on the stool.

Last night, he received a message from Song Ziyan.

Song Ziyan first asked him to be a mannequin, and then asked him if he could watch homosexual-themed movies with him. He had a friend who was going to do an academic paper on this subject, but he couldn't watch it, so he asked him for help.

Song Ziyan agreed, but when things came to an end, he was too embarrassed to watch, so he came to ask him.

Alex still remembers thinking for more than two hours before giving an answer.

His answer was: yes.

It wasn't really a good idea, but he really wanted to take the opportunity to ask his friend Julian what he thought of same-sex love.

Will he, Alex, have such a possibility, maybe a chance?

------------ The place to watch movies is in Song Ziyan's bedroom. Song Ziyan likes to be clean. If possible, he will take a bath every time he finishes painting.

Song Ziyan prepared fruit drinks, snacks and other things and put them on the carpet at the end of the bed, and asked Alex to wait for him for a while, he was going to take a shower.

Alex's heart beat for a moment because of his words, and then the frequency became faster.

This state did not calm down over time, but intensified, and other functions of the body also malfunctioned.

He sat on the carpet, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, his mouth clearly secreted saliva, but he felt thirsty.

His eyes were a little dry, and he looked at the bathroom door and the wall without blinking.

So his brain couldn't help fantasizing about some unacceptable fantasies behind the door and behind the wall.

He seemed to be having difficulty breathing.

Alex got up abruptly, walked quickly towards the balcony, opened the door and closed it again, all sounds and fantasies disappeared in an instant.

He supported the wall and waited for a few minutes before the whole body barely returned to normal.

When Alex returned to the room, Song Ziyan just came out of the bathroom, changed the white shirt and jeans he was wearing, and wore a loose light gray long home coat.

He just got out of the shower, and his face was pink from the heat, as were his exposed toes and fingers wiping his hair with a towel.

This is not the first time Alex has seen this scene, he also saw it last time in Xinghua Village.

But it was only two short times, how could it be enough to see, he wanted many, many, countless times.

Alex's heartbeat was pounding heavily, and he stared at it, clearly saying in his heart not to do this, it would be easy for Julian to find out that something was wrong, but he still couldn't move it away.

Song Ziyan only regarded Alex as a friend, and didn't pay attention to Alex's eyesight. It was just because he wanted to watch homosexual movies together. When he looked up and saw Alex, he was a little shy: "...wait a minute, there is a little paint on the hair , so I washed my hair."

Alex showed a cheerful smile: "It's okay. Do you want to blow your hair?"

"Yes." Song Ziyan walked to the bed, took out the hair dryer from the belly of the bedside table, and plugged it in.

Alex followed him with his eyes, and the words "do you need me to blow it for you" that lingered in his stomach could not be said after all.

He could only watch on the spot, watching Song Ziyan's tender white and pink fingers running through the beautiful brown-red hair, and watching the water droplets from the tip of the hair flow into the collar along the white and slender neck.

With the disappearance of the water drop, his lips opened slightly, and then closed, as if he wanted to lick off the water drop on Song Ziyan's body.

Alex's eyes were so intense that it was difficult for Song Ziyan to ignore him, but he didn't think about anything else, he just turned to look at him while blowing his hair.

Alex smiled at him naturally, and picked up the cold drink next to him with his hidden nervous hand. After taking a sip, he realized that it was still pomegranate juice.

Right now, this color is the color of Song Ziyan's lips.

Alex couldn't help but take another sip.

Song Ziyan dried his hair and put away the hair dryer. No matter how much he procrastinated, it was time to play the movie.

He didn't get any paint on his hair, he just watched movies of this kind with his friends.

According to the description in the book, he deliberately chose the film that would shoot that scene.Because in the book he wanted to see if it would pay off, to try his luck, and if Alex reacted to that, then he wouldn't have to do it the right way.

Fortunately, it wasn't in the book, so they just read it quietly, and he didn't have to make any small moves.

This somewhat gave Song Ziyan a little comfort.

In his heart, Song Ziyan felt that he was doing something bad, as if he was afraid of being discovered, so he locked the door behind him, and then drew the curtains of each French window.

The obviously bright room suddenly went dark, it was the kind of darkness that should be done with some color.

Seeing this, Alex found it difficult to remain natural, so he had to drink that bottle of cold drink frequently.

Song Ziyan's face was hot, and he sat cross-legged, turned on the TV with the remote control, then found the movie on the computer, paused for a few seconds, and clicked to project it to the TV.

There was a picture on the TV. Song Ziyan lied that he was helping a friend with an academic paper. In order to maintain the authenticity, he took a tablet and an Applepencil, ready to take notes at any time.

Movies are produced in a certain country in Europe. Generally, the focus of this kind of subject is not on eroticism, but on an emotion that is intended to be expressed.

It was a normal development at the beginning. Regardless of various factors, Song Ziyan did not discriminate or hate homosexuality. He thought it was nothing special.

The tone and texture of the movie are both artistic and beautiful, and Song Ziyan watched it unconsciously.

Alex looked in too, but he was always disturbed.

For example, the protagonist Wilson in the movie is attracted by the smell of Alvin after bathing.His nostrils were filled with the smell of Julian's body after bathing.

He also wanted to be like Wilson, burying his nose into Julian's neck and sniffing the fragrance to his heart's content.

He also wanted to hold hands with Julian and walk together on the pastoral path full of wild flowers.

He also wanted to sit on the grass with Julian and read the same book.

He also wanted to ask Julian if he could sleep with him tonight when they hugged downstairs at night.

Then Julian said: OK.

As the picture changed, Alex's state of mind also gradually changed. When the speaker placed on the TV cabinet made a sticky sound of water due to the kiss of the two protagonists, Alex had to turn his head to look at Song Ziyan.

Song Ziyan also happened to look over, and the two eyes met in the air, and they immediately moved away in a panic.

At this time, maybe they should say something to break the atmosphere, but none of them could say it. At the same time, they went to get the cold drink placed in the middle of the carpet. When they got the same bottle, their fingertips touched their fingertips. Electricity, quickly retracted.

Song Ziyan's ears were already red, and he lowered his head for a while, noticing that Alex had already picked it up, so he went to get it.

The sound of water on the TV continued, Song Ziyan bit off the cap of the glass bottle almost anxiously, and the cold pomegranate juice entered his throat, but it did not calm down the indescribable impetuousness brought about by the movie at the moment.

When the voice stopped and it was replaced by a dialogue, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but in the next second, another scene that was more representative of the relationship between lovers appeared on the screen.

Song Ziyan clenched the glass bottle tightly, and his face turned red. He couldn't sit still, but his body remained motionless.

Alex also didn't move, as if they thought that if someone moved, the atmosphere would look even more wrong.

So the two sat stiffly on the carpet, and Song Ziyan kept sipping cold drinks to divert his attention.

Alex also used this method, and at the moment he didn't dare to take fantasies at all.

The scene lasted three to four minutes, and the two survived, but when the protagonists in the movie opened up, it meant that the relationship between the two had reached another level.

Soon, the next such scene came again.

Song Ziyan was eating peaches, the original soft chewing sound suddenly amplified when there were no lines on the TV, and it was purely expressed from an angle without lines.

Song Ziyan stopped biting the peach, took a half bite in his mouth and peeked at Alex.

Alex seemed to sense something, and looked over.

Anyway, I had an experience, this time the two were not so flustered, Alex smiled.

Song Ziyan was slightly embarrassed, not knowing what expression to make, so he lowered his head, chewed the peaches in his mouth without making a sound, and swallowed them whole.

Alex looked at the screen, and he said don't look at it in his heart, but it was like saying don't fantasize about Julian in this kind of thing at the same time, all of this is so uncontrollable.

Until a terrible change occurred in his body, and at the end of the TV screen - Song Ziyan, who was about to stand up but because of the cross-legged position for a long time, his legs were numb, fell to his side, and he half-kneeled to help him.

Song Ziyan, who fell on a pile of snacks, clearly saw the conspicuous line on his jeans that was hard to ignore.

Song Ziyan froze, Alex noticed his gaze, froze for a while, and then followed his gaze.

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