Jing Zhixuan: "Your Excellency has a heart, I didn't expect the things I gave you to be kept until now."
Su Mu was taken aback: "I..."
Being eagerly controlled and then suddenly exiled, Su Mu was shocked.
He parted his lips subconsciously, panting rapidly, his eyes seemed to be bright with a layer of water vapor, but the slack eyes could not be gathered for a long time.
The faint light coming in from the window sill shone on his delicate little face, and the long eyelashes under the warm yellow halo formed dense silhouettes under the eyelids.
Because of the trembling of his eyelashes, the silhouette glistened with variegated light, and upon closer inspection, it was truly beautiful.
After a long time, Su Mu's pupils dilated, but subconsciously raised them up, wanting to caress the crimson jade ornament that Jing Zhixuan had just touched.
He thought it was a compliment.
But in the next second, when he was about to touch the earring engraved with the characters 'AI' in a daze, a small gust of cold air was suddenly poured into his body.
The heat all over his body was defeated by this coolness all at once.
He didn't react until he realized that Jing Zhixuan had left him.
He... don't want him
It's all done already, isn't it
Jing Zhixuan narrowed Danfeng's slender and majestic eyes, and looked down at Su Mu's docile and dazed look.
Distressed, headache, but also feel that Su Mu is so innocent and attractive.
For a moment, Jing Zhixuan felt that if he could win Su Mu's heart in this life, he would be willing to die.
However, it was only for a moment.
Jing Zhixuan quickly pushed Su Mu away.
It was as if he was a boulder pressing on his chest.
overwhelmed!
"You are," Jing Zhixuan, who pushed away the man, still didn't let Su Mu go, held Su Mu's shoulders and pinned him to the wall, wrapped his fingers around Su Mu's fine hair growing near his ears, As if attracting Su Mu's attention, he pulled it lightly: "Are you reminding me, don't forget the identity you once had?"
"!!!" There was no ups and downs in Jing Zhixuan's deep voice, Su Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Jing Zhixuan's cold eyes in a panic: "No, no..."
"Hehe." Jing Zhixuan let out a muffled laugh, completely let go of the limp Su Mu, looked down at Su Mu who had lost his support and slumped to the floor, and said cruelly: "It doesn't matter, you can go."
He knew that Su Mu definitely didn't show it to him on purpose, the answer is so obvious.
Just because the answer is so obvious.
So he has to stop.
With his frenzy today, if he continues, he will definitely hurt him.
No, maybe hurt more than that.
He is also a little timid, afraid.
Afraid of being enthusiastic and being abandoned again.
What he wants most is not Su Mu's people, but his heart.
After Jing Zhixuan walked into the bathroom quickly, he put his left hand on the sink, looked down at his right hand that was slowly opening his fist, and the water on his middle finger shone brightly under the light.
The speed of Jing Zhixuan's heartbeat has not yet eased, he frowned and let out a heavy breath, his eyes full of flames were like wild beasts.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly raised his arms, facing the mirror, and put his water-colored fingers to his lips to gently peck and kiss.
Like possessed.
The taste conveyed to the tip of the nose is sweet.
It is the unique breath of Su Mu in memory.
He still remembered the taste from Su Mu, which should be slightly astringent.
Jing Zhixuan's eyes became more and more red, and when he opened his lips in front of the mirror, he heard a "dong choke" at this moment, he quickly put it down, and turned around.
Su Mu ran into Jing Zhixuan's arms.
Seemingly cheering himself up for a long time, Su Mu showed a lot of energy, and the impact was so strong that Jing Zhixuan leaned back.
Jing Zhixuan leaned on the sink, looking down at Su Mu who was tired in front of him.
Unpredictable deep eyes leaned over his little face...
"...Zhixuan." Su Mu hugged Jing Zhixuan tightly with both hands, buried himself in his arms and sobbed softly, apologizing incoherently: "...Zhixuan, I'm sorry, I used to be... sorry."
Su Mu loves this person so badly. She has been deeply involved in it since seven years ago, chased after him for a year, got tired of it for nearly a year, and missed him day and night for five years.
He is a proud person, but he can only give up his dignity for one person, and that person is Jing Zhixuan.
No! ! !
And Xiaoying.
Thinking of his son, Su Mu trembled, his mind was in a mess, and the heat in his body dropped instantly, and his strength to hug Jing Zhixuan also weakened by nine points.
Jing Zhixuan narrowed his eyes, raised his left hand to hug Su Mu's waist, lifted his arm vigorously, and turned around to put Su Mu on the sink.
Su Mu was naked, and he quickly spread a white towel on the peach wood sink.
Jing Zhixuan stared at Su Mu's dark brown pupils wrapped in water, his slender eyelashes were washed away, and his tear-stained face was miserable, like a stray cat that had been destroyed by a storm.
Jing Zhixuan looked at him with eyes that were sometimes stern and sometimes tender, and finally turned into full of helplessness.
"Chirp~" Jing Zhixuan held the side of Su Mu's face with his big hand, and pecked lightly on the tip of his nose, and then came Su Mu's tearful eyes: "Choo~"
The salty taste of tears melted into Jing Zhixuan's taste buds, breaking through the last line of defense in his heart in an instant.
"Do not cry."
Jing Zhixuan pursed his lips, raised his hand to check the time, held Su Mu's slender waist with his left hand, took the towel on the shelf with his right hand, turned on the faucet, and wet the towel with warm water.
Except when this person was wanted by him, he loved every tear she shed.
Jing Zhixuan squeezed the towel to get out the water, then folded it casually, and looked at Su Mu's tears sternly, "Enough is enough, get out if you can't hold back anymore!"
"...um... 哬..." Su Mu shrugged his shoulders in fright, and suddenly braked to stop the tears that flowed from his eyes, and then: "heh... heh... um..."
Su Mu stopped crying, but started to hiccup.
in memory.
When Su Mu was chasing him, once he was in a hurry to go to class, but Su Mu hugged him sternly and refused to let him go, and said that he would not let go unless he agreed to be his boyfriend. He threw Su Mu to the ground.
At that time, Su Mu also cried aggrievedly like today, and his little arm was scratched.
In the end, he had no choice but to help Su Mu up and tell him to take him to the infirmary. Who knew that the little guy would just lean on him, shamelessly use his calf to spare him, and stick it to him, complaining that his leg hurts.
Seeing Su Mu's bleeding arm and torn pants, he had no choice but to hug him up and leave him alone when he said he would cry again.
At that time, Su Mu braked abruptly as he did now, hiccupping in his arms.
At that time, he was unbearable.
Now—my heart throbs.
He remembers every appearance of Su Mu clearly in his memory.
Gentle, shameless, shrewd, smiling, crying, lingering, sloppy...
Especially when he was tossing and turning for sex under him, with tears streaming down his face and a contented face, and then using these memories to fill the five-year window period, again and again, over and over again.
But.
This person allowed him to know love, experience joy, and also taste heartache.
Jing Zhixuan finally wiped Su Mu's face, and then took the towel from his face to see his delicate face.
It's been five years, and Su Mu is twenty-nine years old this year.
But his skin is still so delicate, his eyes are still so clear, and there is no trace left by the years.
Maybe after this person left him, he was still the same, living heartlessly and enjoying himself.
Jing Zhixuan threw down the towel casually, grabbed Su Mu's neck with his big hands, pushed him back onto the mirror, bent Su Mu's back, and flashed his phone at him.
Before Su Mu could react, Jing Zhixuan changed him into a more flirtatious posture, and made another 'snap', freezing the scene.
"Zhi..." Su Mu was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, "...Zhixuan."
"..." Jing Zhixuan glanced at the phone screen, raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, then put Su Mu off the sink, and wrapped him in his arms from behind.
Jing Zhixuan put the photos in front of Su Mu's eyes and switched them, smiling evilly: "Which pose do you like to draw yourself?"
"..." The material of Jing Zhixuan's suit was very textured, and it felt weird and dry on Su Mu's muscles, which caused his brain to suffer from severe hypoxia. Seeing his posture and expression like this again, his whole body burst.
Jing Zhixuan hooked his lips and smiled: "Huh?"
Su Mu turned his head and looked deeply at the evil Jing Zhixuan, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his eyes were full of affection and he pressed his lower lip, and lowered his eyebrows a little shyly: "Zhixuan... wants, wants to draw the two of us."
No matter how much he cared about, no matter how much fear he had, what he wanted in the end was to be with this person.
That's all.