Don't try to bend me

Seeing Zhou Cibai's reaction, Gu Jiqing paused slightly.

What do these two sentences of Zhou Cibai mean?

Does it mean that you don't like yourself, and you have to stay in your room at night?

But isn't he homophobic?

Seeing Gu Jiqing's puzzled expression, Zhou Cibai remembered his fierce words before, lowered his eyelashes, and said in a low voice: "I mean, I don't dislike you, and Lu Ping, Chen Ji, Wang Quan and the others are also very fond of you." I like you, so you are worthy of being liked, there is no need to blindly compromise in front of those who are not worthy."

Although his ears were red and he didn't dare to look at Gu Jiqing, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but what he said was sincere and firm, and it was hard not to be convinced by his words.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyelashes even more guiltyly: "And I don't think I'm very homophobic, just a little psychological shadow, and it seems to be almost fine now, otherwise I wouldn't have last night..."

He was too shy to say the rest, he could only stand in place holding the ribs tightly, feeling uncomfortable and cramped all over his body.

Gu Jiqing could even see through the hotel's disposable slippers that his toes were gripping the ground nervously.

Then I probably figured it out.

Zhou Cibai may have discovered that he is not so homophobic after what happened last night. After all, people who are truly homophobic should not do it twice or three times after one time.

Coupled with the guilt towards myself before, I feel that I can still get along.

Then he learned about his situation in Gu's family, so a person with such upright roots naturally couldn't see him being wronged like this, so he said what he said just now.

"But you can't stay in the room by yourself because you are afraid?" Gu Jiqing couldn't help asking.

Zhou Cibai who was just looking for an excuse to let Gu Jiqing stay: "..."

After a short pause, with his head turned and his neck stuck, he reluctantly said, "Yes."

Gu Jiqing: "..."

What an unexpected contrast.

"So do you still want to go?" Zhou Cibai didn't continue the topic, just pursed his lower lip, and then whispered, "If you don't go, I'll spend Christmas with you in one hour."

Gu Jiqing didn't know why, but from Zhou Cibai's words, he faintly saw some grievances and expectations.

Like a big dog who is afraid of being left alone by his owner and tries to prove that he is cute.

Thinking of this metaphor, Gu Jiqing lowered his head and smiled.

It happened that the phone was on again.

[Princess]: But just, if you don’t feel well and don’t want to come, remember to tell mom, mom will explain to dad and grandma, and your brother will help you talk, don’t force yourself

[Princess]: We have worked hard this year, Mom asked Santa Claus to give you a gift, you have to make yourself happy, okay?

[Princess]: Mom is also very happy to see that you have made a very good friend. If Xiao Zhou has time, mom invites you to have a meal with him

Gu Jiqing paused slightly with his fingertips.

He could hardly remember the last time Yin Lan told him "don't force yourself".

And Yin Lan also told him that he made a very good friend.

So in the afternoon when he fell asleep, their little moral models must have done something that deserved to be given a little red flower.

Gu Jiqing looked up at Zhou Cibai.

The tall and handsome boy was holding a plate of steaming short ribs, standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to think, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and the roots of his ears were also red, as if he was nervously waiting for an answer .

At that moment, Gu Jiqing suddenly thought that the sweet and sour short ribs would not taste good if they were cold.

Every time Congee Congee was left at home by himself, he would feel wronged and unhappy.

And he was very tired last night too.

So maybe he was lazy once in a while, and it shouldn't be a big deal.

After all, Gu Jue felt so guilty towards him on the phone today, so Yin Lan shouldn't be embarrassed.

And he didn't want to disappoint the man in front of him.

So he looked at Zhou Cibai and said softly, "Then how do you want to spend Christmas?"

"Ah?" Zhou Cibai raised his eyes in a daze, as if he didn't react.

Gu Jiqing looked up at him seriously: "I don't want to go out, so there is one hour left, how should we live?"

Gu Jiqing sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, blinking at him, like two children seriously discussing how to celebrate the festival.

Zhou Cibai: "..."

He is a straight man of steel. He has never celebrated this kind of festival except for the festivals at home since he was a child. In his opinion, this kind of festival is purely consumerist brainwashing, so he was suddenly asked this question, and he got stuck for a while.

But it was only a short-lived jam, and he thought instantly, put down the ribs, and picked up a coat casually: "You wait for me first, I will be back soon."

After finishing speaking, he walked out the door with two long legs without looking back.

Gu Jiqing, who was in the remaining room, sat by the bed, blinked, and then thought of a question.

If Zhou Cibai couldn't go back, should he open a room for Zhou Cibai?

Before he could think of an answer, there was another knock on the door.

He stood up slowly, barefoot, stepping on the carpet, and opened the door.

There is no one outside the door, only the hotel’s little robot. A gift box is placed on the robot’s tray, and the card outside the gift box reads: [Gift for Zhizhi]

Gu Jiqing picked it up and took it apart. It was a pair of delicate cashmere gloves.

There is no logo, I wove it by myself, and the size is just right for Gu Jiqing's hand.

As long as he can remember, Yin Lan would knit a pair of gloves for him every Christmas. He remembered that when he was the most ill, the family had no money to buy good wool, so Yin Lan took apart her favorite sweater, Made him a pair of little gloves, and a new suit.

That was the first love he learned in his memory, that is to sacrifice himself and give for others.

He doesn't know if it's the right kind of love, or if it's the only kind of love, but that's the kind of love he's learned.

He lowered his eyelashes, solemnly put the gloves away, then took out a delicate small box from the coat pocket on the hanger, put it on the tray, entered Yin Lan's room number, and closed the door.

He thought that since the profession of Santa Claus was invented in the world, and he only worked one day a year, it might be to give a short vacation to the tired love between parents and children.

Even though it was just a rejection so small that it was not worth mentioning, he actually felt rare relief.

And there is always a faint feeling that there is something that makes him feel at ease.

Gu Jiqing turned off the light, sat cross-legged on the sofa, turned on the TV, picked a horror movie he wanted to watch most, and ate the short ribs on the table slowly.

So when Zhou Cibai came back carrying a tree and opened the door, he was greeted by a female ghost who was about to climb out of the TV with her mouth open and her eyes dangling. He was so scared that he stopped breathing.

When Gu Jiqing heard the movement, he turned around calmly, and what he saw was a 1.9-meter masculine man carrying a colorful Christmas tree, standing stiffly at the door.

He paused and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"I don't have any." Zhou Cibai quickly put on a straight face, walked quickly back into the room with a very cold and arrogant attitude, put the Christmas tree in the corner of the living room, and then solemnly hung up a few socks that looked like they were newly bought from the supermarket go up.

And the female ghost next to him is trying to eat a child.

The scene was strangely inconsistent.

Gu Jiqing held back, but couldn't help it: "Can I ask, where did it come from?"

Zhou Cibai tried his best to control his expressionless expression as he listened to the terrifying sound effects coming from his ears: "Ask a store downstairs to buy it."

"how much is it?"

"Five thousand."

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Sensing Gu Jiqing's speechless silence, Zhou Cibai quickly explained: "This kind of thing is not for sale, and there are a lot of decorations. The clerk didn't want to sell it at first, but I think since it's the holiday, everyone else has a Christmas tree. If you don't ..."

It seems to be at a disadvantage.

The more Zhou Cibai defended, the more he felt like a fool with a lot of money, so he simply kept his mouth shut, and even the act of tying socks to the Christmas tree seemed clumsy.

Gu Jiqing couldn't help but slightly bent her lips.

He felt that he seemed to be in a good mood all day today, and even the female ghosts in horror movies looked cute.

He said softly, "Thank you."

Then Zhou Cibai immediately became even more flustered, one of them didn't pay attention, and directly tore off a branch of a Christmas tree.

There was a "snap" in the middle of the female ghost's wailing, which was extremely crisp.

Zhou Cibai stood stiffly on the spot holding the branch that was worth at least 200 yuan according to visual estimates.

Gu Jiqing couldn't help but smile.

He quit the horror movie casually, opened an innocent movie with a temperament very similar to Zhou Cibai, stood up, and said, "Let me do it."

"No, it'll be ready right away." Zhou Cibai quickly tied on the last sock, "You can choose the gift."

After finishing speaking, it seemed that he felt that his kind of kindergarten children's way of celebrating the festival was too naive, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.

Gu Jiqing looked at the Christmas tree seriously and asked, "Can I only choose one gift?"

"No." Zhou Cibai said quickly, "You can choose as many as you want."

After finishing speaking, I hurried to the table to light the scented candles that are said to be necessary for festivals.

Anyway, he did this to make Gu Jiqing happy.

Those gifts were also to tell Gu Jiqing that he didn't dislike him at all, and hoped that he would stay.

So the first new sock that Gu Jiqing unwrapped contained a small card that said: [Sweet and sour short ribs order coupon, valid time: until graduation from university, use method: WeChat order]

The second new sock: [No. 31 Zhou Cibai Birthday Party Invitation Voucher, Free Gift Voucher]

The third new sock: [Tickets for the first row of the Zhou Cibai basketball game on the 31st, with a small cheering speaker]

Gu Jiqing couldn't help but bend his lips when he thought of how Zhou Cibai was writing these words with a cold and handsome face while reluctantly and sternly.

He knew that Zhou Cibai just wanted him to feel that he was not disliked.

But how can someone be so clumsy and yet so cute.

He began to reflect on how he thought Zhou Cibai was a flower of Gaoling when he met Zhou Cibai for the first time, so that he felt a little playful in his heart.

"Zhou Cibai." Gu Jiqing held the card in the third sock and turned sideways.

Zhou Cibai, who had just finished lighting the candles and put the last rose he snatched into the bottle, raised his head when he heard this: "What's wrong?"

Gu Jiqing shook the card in his hand, and said warmly: "Do you know that the basketball game on the 31st will be played against our school?"

"..."

"So who do you think I should cheer for?" Gu Jiqing looked at him and asked calmly.

Realizing what a stupid mistake he had made, Zhou Cibai's ears turned red immediately, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the coupon back from Gu Jiqing's hand: "This one doesn't count, you choose another one."

However, Gu Jiqing hid the voucher behind his back as if he was teasing porridge at home: "Why is it not counted?"

Sure enough, Zhou Cibai had exactly the same reaction as Congee Congee, and immediately rushed behind him anxiously.

Gu Jiqing raised it up habitually.

In the end, he forgot that Zhou Zhou in front of him was bigger than Porridge Porridge by how many laps, so he moved up and sent it to the other party with ease.

He didn't think about sending the ticket back, so he quickly hid it behind his back.

And Zhou Cibai just wanted to get back his stupid evidence in embarrassment, and leaned over to grab it without thinking about anything else.

Gu Jiqing was brought back and fell into the sofa.

Zhou Cibai fell down with him, knelt on one knee by the sofa, put one leg on the ground, and stretched his left hand behind him.

In the end, it just happened to touch the most ticklish spot on Gu Jiqing's waist, and Gu Jiqing couldn't help his waist go limp.

Seeing that the whole person was about to roll off the sofa, Zhou Cibai hurried to catch him, but the leg kneeling on the side of the sofa suddenly slipped, and he fell straight onto Gu Jiqing.

The gentle body was just under him, completely enveloped by him, with the familiar smell of body temperature, and the mottled red marks on the neckline, instantly evoking Zhou Cibai's memories of last night.

He felt his body suddenly heat up, and hurriedly tried to stand up: "Sorry, I didn't mean it, I forgot that we were playing against the Academy of Sciences, so I..."

"So I'm going to cheer you on."

Before he could fully support himself, Gu Jiqing looked at him, and told him his conclusion earnestly and gently.

Zhou Ci Bai paused in place.

Gu Jiqing was lying under him, looking straight into his eyes, with a gentle but firm voice: "Because you stood by my side every time before, so I will also stand by your side."

He has no strong sense of collective honor and belonging.

He just wanted to appreciate the kindness that every effort gave him, even if it seemed a little clumsy and overwhelmed at times.

He doesn't like to owe others favors because he doesn't like to be disappointed.

And Zhou Cibai propped up his body, leaning over him, seeing Gu Jiqing's appearance when he said this, his heart pounded.

He seemed to have never seen Gu Jiqing like this before, it seemed that the almost perfect gentleness and alienation had faded away, revealing the soft and relaxed side hidden by the outer shell.

Those dark eyes, which are always innocently charming, reflected the flames jumping on the table. They were a warm color that I had never seen before. Even the moonlight and snow that leaked in from the window fell on his face, and the original color faded away. In the cold, only the red mole was left burning Zhou Cibai's sight.

At that moment, Zhou Cibai suddenly wanted to kiss.

Maybe not just kisses.

For the first time, he had such a desire not because of the physical stimulation that Gu Jiqing brought him, but just because of the way he said a word.

The love movie played on TV also happened to hear the sounds of the protagonists hugging and kissing.

The atmosphere became ambiguous and hot in the silence.

Zhou Cibai noticed the changes in his body, his knuckles that were propped on the sofa began to curl up tightly, and his throat rolled twice uncontrollably, he hesitated to speak several times, not knowing how to ask for this he wanted Wanted kisses.

And Gu Jiqing also felt the strong hormonal atmosphere and burning desire of the young man in front of him.

He knew that the person in front of him had the most beautiful male body, the most vigorous energy, and the purest desires and needs.

It just so happens that he also needs something indulgent and intense to remind him that he's still a living human being.

So since he doesn't hate the other party, and the other party doesn't hate him, then without any moral and ethical issues, he never feels that human beings should stifle their own desires.

So he looked at Zhou Cibai's swollen ears, tense rolling Adam's apple, and bulging veins on his neck, and felt the strangeness of the joint between the two bodies.

He put his arms around Zhou Cibai's neck, wrapped his legs lightly around his waist, raised his reddish eyes, and asked softly, "Zhou Cibai, do you want it?"