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Chapter 101: Extraordinary Seven Go home

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101 Extraordinary Seven: Go Home

On weekends, Zhou Ziheng started to get Xia Xiqing up early in the morning, but Xia Xiqing was so sleepy that she hid herself in a quilt and didn’t want to come out. Zhou Ziheng couldn’t help but dragged him out of the bed to sit up. .

"Why..." Xia Xiqing didn't open his eyes, "Isn't it Saturday today..."

"Yes, something is up."

"Something happened, you didn't sleep last night," Xia Xiqing closed his eyes and grabbed a pillow and smashed Zhou Ziheng on Zhou Ziheng's body.

"Hey hey, don't sleep." Zhou Ziheng hugged him in his arms and patted him on the back twice, "Who told you to hook me last night."

"You still say?"

"No, I can't, I can't stand it." Zhou Ziheng smiled and put his legs on his waist, arms around his neck, and hugged him like a child.

"Hey, I really... I don't want to get up..."

"Get up, there's really something, something big." Zhou Ziheng took him to the bathroom, "I have squeezed all the toothpaste for you, look."

Xia Xiqing, who was put down, still didn't look at it. He closed his eyes on Zhou Ziheng and didn't speak, so he could fall asleep when he was sleepy. However, Zhou Ziheng was already very satisfied, thinking that when Xia Xiqing got up, he cursed as soon as he was woken up.

"Hey, wash first, I'll make you some food later." As he said, he put Xia Xiqing on the slippers at the bathroom door.

After being so disturbed, Xia Xiqing was mostly sober. He picked up the mouthwash cup and brushed his teeth and washed his face. When the water drops on his face, he looked up and saw Zhou Ziheng preparing to apply aftershave. He grabbed a hand of Zhou Ziheng's wrist, "You scum It was not shaved."

"Where?" Zhou Ziheng looked sideways in the mirror.

A drop of water entered his eyeballs, and Xia Xiqing wrinkled his face and poked the upper edge of his mouth with a cold finger, "Here. Forget it, I will shave it for you." He said that he pushed Zhou Ziheng's chest and pushed him all the way. Go to the toilet, "Sit here."

Zhou Ziheng sat down obediently and watched Xia Xiqing open the cabinet next to the mirror to find a razor and foam shaving cream. He was wearing a set of light gray cotton pajamas. When washing his face, his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms and he took things. When he stretched out his hand, his white arm was exposed, and his face was cute.

"The electric one is not clean, use the manual one." Xia Xiqing took the tool and walked to Zhou Ziheng's side. He squatted down first, but Zhou Ziheng was too tall and sitting too high, so he got up and bowed and raised his face. He is also very tall, bending over and struggling.

Zhou Ziheng smiled and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, "It's still convenient in this position."

Here again, Xia Xiqing took the handle of the manual razor and knocked Zhou Ziheng on the head, straddling him, Zhou Ziheng folded his hands on his lower waist, and his eyes seemed to be glued to Xia Xiqing's body.

The face in the field of vision has been enlarged a lot. He can even see the fine hairs on Xia Xi’s face, and the lips that he will habitually purse when he concentrates. This action of pursing will make them appear softer, like a backlog. Two cherries together, a little bit more strength, a little bit, is enough to let the juice overflow.

Xia Xiqing's movements were very light, rubbing the shaving cream into the palm of his palm and rubbing it on his face. The hand holding the handle was very light, gently scraping the hard-to-shave parts, his eyes focused on At that point, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his long eyelashes were brightened by the warm light of the bathroom, casting a long trembling shadow on the thin skin under his eyes.

All the small details are glued into the inducement of the heart.

"It seems to be a little cleaner..." Xia Xiqing tilted her head and wanted to take a closer look, but Zhou Ziheng's head was kissed on this side, "Uh... Uh!"

He slapped Zhou Ziheng on the shoulder, but Zhou Ziheng didn't mean to let go of him. The hands clasped in his waist touched his back, and his arms tightened. The citrus aroma diffused in the foam was mixed with a hint of grassy bitterness, rubbing from one face to another, like an entity of contagious desire.

Xia Xiqing didn't want to let Zhou Ziheng succeed so quickly, so he maliciously confined his teeth. Who knew that Zhou Ziheng seemed to kiss his lips patiently, while using his hand down Xia Xiqing's slightly convex spine to the lowest end. Slowly rubbed his tailbone.

"Hmm..." Xia Xiqing, who was caught in the door of his life, accidentally let go of her lips. Zhou Ziheng took advantage of it for an instant, and the tip of her tongue pressed into the moist and soft mouth, and the remaining minty breath was warmed by the lingering lips and tongue. Xia Xiqing gave up resistance altogether, and the razor fell to the ground, and the sound of it turned into a horn of close combat. His fingers touched Zhou Ziheng's hair roots affectionately, his tongue licked his soft upper jaw, his breath became heavier, he hugged him tighter and tighter, his hot chest pressed against each other and rubbed ambiguously.

His lips were loosened, and the suffocation was slightly loosened. Zhou Ziheng put his arms around his lean waist, and continued to kiss from the corner of his mouth little by little, to the rolling apple of Xia Xiqing. His upper body leaned back unconsciously, and his slender neck, slightly raised chest and flexible waist were curved in a surging arc of sentiment.

Xia Xiqing didn't like his teasing like this, and the pleasure of scratching his boots was anxious. He pressed Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, lowered his head and kissed his lips, kissing him wetly, as if to show the root cravings of an overly hungry person for food.

The temperature rose more and more, and the two melted in this humid bathroom, like a fish entering the water, and the morning charm evaporated with the sound of gasping.

After entering the cloakroom, Zhou Ziheng told him the real reason for getting up early.

"I told my parents, I will take you back today." Zhou Ziheng took off his pajamas lightly, and found the sweater he wanted to wear naked. Since the two were together, everything was mixed together.

Xia Xiqing was taken aback by his words, "What did you say?"

Zhou Ziheng turned around, "Take you home."

"What a joke." Xia Xiqing was confused, and sat down on the lazy couch in the cloakroom, "Go home."

"No kidding." Zhou Ziheng finally found his gray-blue sweater, swiftly put a set on him, and tried to pull up Xia Xiqing, "You change your clothes quickly, I told them that I will be there in the morning."

"I..." Xia Xiqing stopped talking, "No, do I have to go?"

"Of course." Zhou Ziheng squatted down and kissed him. "What's wrong?"

"What if..."

What if your parents don't like me. Xia Xiqing resisted not saying it, but he was sure in his heart that the word home was too far away for him. Not only was it far away, it was also a forbidden zone.

People like him shouldn't be liked by Zhou Ziheng's family. He feels that he is from a family background and should not have a good feeling for homosexuality. Especially, he is not well-behaved or docile at all. Zhou Ziheng was taught so well by them, he must be their most precious child. The most precious child was abducted by a bad boy like him, and he must be very angry.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked, Xia Xiqing bit his posterior molar and said nothing. Zhou Ziheng didn't force him either, just sat face to face with him and played with his hands.

To be honest, this is not like him, he Xia Xiqing has never been afraid of anyone, and has never flinched when encountering anything.

But now he backed away, backed down very truly. It was not that he was afraid that his parents would stop him, but that Zhou Ziheng's perfect family relationship would crack due to his own intervention.

"I think your parents might not like me." After a long silence, Xia Xiqing finally spoke very calmly. "To be rational, there should be few parents like me."

Zhou Ziheng obviously can feel that Xia Xiqing is becoming less and less confident in himself, the kind of unconfidence that is obviously revealed, but he also knows very well that this is the real Xia Xiqing, he has always been inferior, but he was used to it in the past Sexual pride and dignity cover his heart.

After the beautiful hard shell is peeled off, the scarred child will be very scared, curled up with his hands and feet, and dare not see anyone.

"No." Zhou Ziheng held his hand, "They are not like that. And you are very good, you are very good." He touched Xia Xiqing's cheek, "You are the best in my eyes. ."

Xia Xiqing finally raised his head, grinned reluctantly at him, and got up to change clothes. Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand the panic and helplessness in his heart. He didn't understand his natural fear of the two words "parents". But it doesn't matter, he loves Zhou Ziheng. He is willing to step out of his comfort zone for Zhou Ziheng.

"Then should I take a bath now?" Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that he was too serious, "I'll be quick, five minutes."

"No need." Zhou Ziheng held him, holding his shoulders to let him face the row of clothes, "We'll leave after we change our clothes."

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Xia Xiqing suddenly said, "What do you wear?" His hand turned one piece after another, "Should I dress simpler? What color do your parents like? They..."

He was too anxious. Zhou Ziheng hugged him from behind, his voice was gentle, "Xi Qing."

"They won't judge you because of the clothes you wear. Similarly, they won't judge your character based on outside evaluations." Zhou Ziheng's hand was wrapped around his waist, "I will take you this time. , Just to introduce, let’s meet, don’t be nervous."

There was a wonderful comfort in his arms, and Xia Xiqing felt the flustered self gradually sinking.

The weather was still very cold, and the two finally wore the same down jackets to go out. Zhou Ziheng was black and Xia Xiqing was white. Ronaldinho was already waiting for them in the car.

After getting in the car, Xia Xiqing was extremely quiet, without saying a word. Even Ronaldinho could see that he was abnormal and looked in the rearview mirror, "What's wrong with Xi Qing, why is his face so bad?"

Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his face, "Is my complexion very bad?"

"It's not bad." Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but laugh, holding up his rubbed cheeks, his nose was a little red when he went out, and with this harmless face of humans and animals, it looked terribly cute, "I Look, it's so pretty."

Ronaldinho gave me an expression of what I did wrong and why I let me eat dog food, "What's wrong with Xi Qing? I don't feel like he is in the state."

"Nothing." Zhou Ziheng replied directly for him, "He likes me so much, he loves me so much that he dare not see his parents."

Xia Xiqing pushed Zhou Ziheng aside, turned his head, and thought about it, I won't go to the parking lot, but the words turned around again. Since being with Zhou Ziheng, he has gradually disappeared from the beginning.

Reluctant to say a harsh word to him, reluctant to lose his temper.

As Zhou Ziheng said, I really like him too much.

When he arrived at Zhou Ziheng's house, Xia Xiqing was a bit embarrassed in his nervousness. After all, the last time he came to this place was through some illegal means.

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The one who opened the door was an aunt with outstanding temperament wearing a pair of silver-framed glasses. Xia Xiqing recognized at first sight that this must be Zhou Ziheng's mother. They looked alike, and they were all beauties with excellent bones.

"Here?" Mother Zhou smiled, her voice was very soft, "I was about to call Hengheng, and ask if you are stuck in the road, come in." She gently pulled while speaking. Xia Xiqing's arm was touched, "Is it very cold outside?"

Xia Xiqing smiled awkwardly, "It's okay."

"This is my mother." Zhou Ziheng led Xia Xiqing into the door openly, "Mom, this is Xi Qing."

"I know." Mother Zhou smiled softly, "I have watched your show."

"Hello, Auntie." Xia Xiqing bent over, "Excuse me."

"Don't disturb, we have been waiting for you." Mother Zhou led two people in. Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room. His upper body was sitting upright. He was reading a newspaper. I got up when I saw people coming in.

It seems that Zhou Ziheng's appearance has inherited the advantages of his parents and his father's height.

However, Zhou's father looks the same as Zhou Ziheng, and he has a daunting sense of distance. Before he gets close, Xia Xiqing said, "Good uncle."

"Yeah." Father Zhou nodded, with both hands behind him, "Sit down, sit down." He said that he sat down by himself, "The tea I made for you is cold, and it just happened to make another cup." Just about to pick it up, he paused, "Xi Qing drink tea or not? Should I ask Aunt Hong to make coffee for you?"

Xia Xiqing waved his hand flatteredly, "No uncle, I'll drink tea." He said that he picked up a cup and held the small cracked celadon cup in his hand.

"Don't be nervous." Father Zhou immediately exposed his performance. He said to Zhou Ziheng, "You go to the kitchen to help your mother. She will cook lunch by herself today."

Zhou Ziheng was pushed away by him, leaving only Xia Xiqing and Zhou's father, face to face, with a coffee table in between.

"Don't be afraid." Father Zhou said with a smile, "In fact, before you came, Zhou Ziheng confessed to us about you and him."

Xia Xiqing guessed that, after all, Zhou Ziheng was not the kind of person who would come out publicly at the award ceremony without telling his parents. He took a sip of tea, gently placed the teacup on the coffee table, and quietly listened to Zhou's father.

"Actually, my mother and I, we called you over to have a simple meal." Father Zhou picked up the teapot and added some tea to him. "You are his current love partner. We can't just be there. Watching you on TV, don't you think?"

Xia Xiqing nodded. It has been a long time since he sat and talked with an older man like this. This strange feeling made him a little uneasy.

"You have a bad face, are you sick?"

He shook his head, "No, I'm not sick." He forced a smile on his face, "Say, I'm listening."

Father Zhou quickly realized something was wrong, and he looked at the empty living room around them, then looked towards the kitchen, and some reacted, "Is it because I'm stressing you? Or I'll call that kid over... "

"No," Xia Xiqing suddenly felt strange, "how do you know..."

"I heard him say something about your family. In fact, you shouldn't discuss these topics as soon as you come up. I know you will feel uncomfortable saying it."

Xia Xiqing pursed her lips, "It's okay, I'm much better already, very good."

"You are very strong. When you grow up in such an environment, another person may have long been unable to hold it." There was a positive look in Zhou's eyes, "Strong is good, it is hard to be strong, and you are also very good. ."

Suddenly affirmed by Zhou Ziheng's father, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but be a little surprised. Father Zhou also saw the surprise on his face, "Do you think I will embarrass you? Why should I embarrass you? My son likes you. I am really not satisfied, and I will only embarrass my son."

Xia Xiqing opened his mouth. The usual sharp teeth and sharp mouths all failed at this time. Facing the parents of his loved ones, he just wanted to express his thoughts sincerely and earnestly, "I thought that a family like you might accept Your son can't be with me. I am a man like him, and I was born in a disabled family, which caused me to have a great personality defect, but..."

His eyes drooped and lifted up again. "Uncle, I have changed a lot. I changed because of self-honoring. I love him very much. I can assure you of this."

This sentence was too pale, and Xia Xiqing regretted it the moment he said it. Anyone could say that he loved him and opened his mouth.

Father Zhou didn't expect Xia Xiqing to confess so directly. He had watched his shows and interviews and knew how smart the child in front of him was, so he didn't expect at this moment that he would choose such a simple or even clumsy way to gain favor.

"I know. I've lived for so many years. I don't know anything else. You can look at people." Father Zhou smiled. "I didn't hide it from you. At first, when Zhou Ziheng confessed to me, I lost my temper. The main reason is that I did not expect that he would actually like a man. He has been in that circle since he was a little kid, so many temptations, but he didn’t get entangled with anyone, and he didn’t. the person I like."

Father Zhou frowned, "I wondered at the time, why did he like you on a show with you?"

"Later I checked a lot of information about you. You are indeed very talented, very smart, and also a charming child. But to be honest, after I checked, I was a little opposed, because your childhood experience is so..." He suddenly stopped talking, Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes and didn't speak, "In my opinion, it was a timed bomb."

"But later, I talked with his mother." Father Zhou sighed, "I feel that my opinion is wrong again. This is prejudiced."

Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that the father and son were really alike, and the tone and wording of the words were the same.

"I taught him this way since I was a child, and finally I wore tinted glasses to see people, so what else can I teach." Father Zhou shook his head, "So I thought about it carefully and struggled for a long time. Later, I was struggling. His brother came to me and told me something from my childhood."

"He said, Dad, do you remember that when I was a child, I picked up a small sparrow with a broken leg in the yard? The little bird flew away. He kept crying. Or father tell him that this bird is not an accessory to you. It is independent. You can't force it to stay by your side just because you like it in your heart."

Zhou's father smiled emotionally, "I feel quite ashamed that his brother said this. Since I could tell Zhou Ziheng that this sparrow is an independent individual. Then why can't I regard my son as my son? What about an independent individual?"

Xia Xiqing's heart was shaken, and he suddenly envied Zhou Ziheng. At this moment, he also finally understood why Zhou Ziheng can be so good and so upright, in the final analysis, it all comes from the nourishment of the family.

"Although he is my child, he is himself first and foremost." Father Zhou looked into Xia Xiqing's eyes, "He likes you and wants to be with you. These are all his rights, even as a parent. , And there is no right to interfere, so you don’t have to worry, I will not do anything to hinder you, these things are meaningless. As a parent, protection and guidance are necessary, but letting go is more important."

Xia Xiqing's nose was a bit sore, he pressed his lips hard and smiled with all his emotions on his back. What should he say at this time, but he couldn't find the right words.

Father Zhou said again, "Of course, he alone will bear the final result."

This sentence was a reasonable question of their results, but Xia Xiqing's heart still inevitably twitched. He never thought that there would be a bad result, and he was even more reluctant to give Zhou Ziheng a bad result.

"Uncle, I am not a person who can give others a sense of trust. Just verbal words may not be convincing, nor can I prove anything to you."

Xia Xiqing looked up at Father Zhou with firm eyes, "But he is the only person I love, the first in 25 years. I know better than anyone how difficult this relationship is, whether it is for me or for him. So I thought, can you give me a little more trust and don't put pressure on him because of my problems. I always hope that he can be with me in a state of being blessed by his parents."

He thought for a while and said, "Ziheng is different from me. He deserves the love of his father and mother."

As soon as this sentence was said, Zhou's mother walked out of the corridor, "You are really scared of people and children." She walked to Xia Xiqing's side and sat down, touched Xia Xiqing's back, "Poor child." Said that she grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand again, her fingers cold.

Mother Zhou glanced at Father Zhou grotesquely, "Your Uncle Zhou actually wants to say that he understands that you respect you. And I can see that since Heng was with you, he has come alive. As he said at the awards ceremony, it was because of you that he filled his emotional gap."

Mother Zhou patted his hand and smiled and said to him, "One more thing, Auntie wants to tell you that you are wrong, everyone deserves the love of their parents. If not, it is definitely not the child’s fault. It's the negligence of the parents."

Xia Xiqing gritted her teeth, forced her tears back abruptly, her red eyes said thank you to Zhou Mother, her voice was very low and her throat was dumb.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng walked into the living room and saw that Xia Xiqing was in a bad mood. He immediately stepped forward to sit next to him and said to his father, "Dad, what did you say, you yelled every day for me to bring Xi Qing back." "He was a little anxious, "You almost made him cry."

Xia Xiqing grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist, "It's not Uncle Zhou, I didn't cry."

Father Zhou was so wronged, "I didn't say anything, Xi Qing said, did I scare you?"

Xia Xiqing was amused, "No, I was too nervous."

Mother Zhou suddenly hugged Xia Xiqing, "Oh, I feel so heartbroken when I see you. Auntie really loves you." She said that her mother started crying, making Xia Xiqing feel at a loss, "Auntie..."

"My mother is here again. The first time I told her about you, she cried for a long time."

Mother Zhou cried and became more sad. She held Xia Xiqing and kept touching his back and touching the back of his head. Tears flowed down, "How can there be such a cruel person? How did you grow up to be so old... You have suffered a child. …" Zhou Ziheng kept pulling papers and wiping his mother's tears across Xia Xiqing's shoulders.

This feeling was so strange that he could hardly remember the feeling of being hugged by his mother.

Xia Xiqing returned, hugged Mother Zhou back carefully, and gently followed her back, "Auntie, I'm fine. Don't cry, you hurt your body."

"It will be better in the future." Mother Zhou tried to stop her tears and touched Xia Xiqing's face, "You will get better and better in the future."

Xia Xiqing smiled and nodded, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He also finally understood where the gentle compassion in Zhou Ziheng's nature came from.

Until he sat at the dining table, Zhou Ziheng was still ruining his father, and Zhou's father was still thinking about it and whispering, "Which sentence is wrong, no, I think it's pretty good... I've been thinking about it for a long time..."

"Eat and eat." Mother Zhou picked up a chopstick and put it in Xia Xiqing's bowl. "Eat more, you are too skinny."

Zhou Ziheng immediately fought for favor, "Mom, what about me?"

"You have grown so tall, what do you still eat, want to grow into a giant."

Zhou Ziheng changed his goals and began to pull Zhou's father together to say bad things about his mother, "Did Mom have any problems doing research recently? The mood swings are so big."

"Isn't your mother always like that, crying for a while and laughing for a while."

"Too."

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Seeing the two elders chattering on the table, Zhou's mother didn't bother to take care of it. She leaned in front of Xia Xiqing and spoke in a low voice.

"Xi Qing, I watched your live broadcast."

Xia Xiqing suddenly turned his face, his expression a little startled.

Mother Zhou smiled, "I can see that you love him very much, and I am relieved. The only thing is the aunt's request of you."

Xia Xiqing nodded blankly, and solemnly put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Say."

"Love yourself as you love him, okay?"