Zhou Ziheng's dazed state became a pardon. Xia Xiqing licked and kissed his ears wantonly. For some reason, the desire in his heart was like a fire, burning him to the point of losing all reason.
The scent of perfume that was about to dissipate from the side of his neck suddenly came out due to the temperature. The cold citrus scent made Xia Xiqing a little confused. The hot and wet tip of her tongue moved down along the line of his neck without any scruples.
He shouldn't be so anxious. Xia Xiqing knew that his failure rate was very high, but he actually held on to luck.
What if he doesn't resist...
Zhou Ziheng suddenly came back to his senses after calling him "brother" and pushed away Xia Xiqing who was clinging to him, "What are you doing!"
Xia Xiqing knew this would be the result, and knew it would be impossible to get it so quickly. The fire of not being able to succeed was burning fiercely, almost burning his last tense nerve. He watched Zhou Ziheng stand up and hold on to the wall of the entrance. He kept reminding himself in his heart that the best thing to do at this time is to quit while you are ahead.
Stop while you are ahead…
But at this moment he just didn't want to.
He stood up and pressed himself against Zhou Ziheng's body, pushing him against the wall and kissing him without saying anything. He just didn't want to stop now, no matter how serious the consequences of these actions would be, Xia Xiqing couldn't care less.
It is better to quench thirst with poison than by looking at plums.
At least I can drink it.
Zhou Ziheng didn't understand Xia Xiqing's motives. In his opinion, such an intimate act should happen between two people in love, but Xia Xiqing overturned his inherent ideas. None of the feelings he had for himself could be classified as love. He was just motivated by greed.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng felt a dull pain in his heart. He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and pushed him away forcefully, giving himself some space to catch his breath.
"If you're in heat, go find your lovers. They might have already lined up waiting for you." Zhou Ziheng tried to calm his breath and looked at him calmly.
"Zhou Ziheng, are you scared?" Xia Xiqing looked into his eyes and smiled gently, "If you are scared, we can not do it to the end for the first time."
My chest feels stuffy and painful.
He really didn't want to go on.
He had never really dated anyone and had no experience, but even so, he knew that this abnormal relationship was not love.
"I'm sorry, I told you I'm not gay." Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly, and subconsciously tightened his grip on his wrist, "I don't like men."
Xia Xiqing chuckled, and pressed his belted hips against Zhou Ziheng's. "I know." He turned his head slightly to look at Zhou Ziheng's hand holding his wrist, which was like a cold handcuff, cuffing his next step. Xia Xiqing tilted his head, moved to his raised wrist, and licked Zhou Ziheng's clenched fingers with the tip of his tongue.
This action caught Zhou Ziheng off guard, and he loosened his hand in panic, his scalp tingling. Unexpectedly, Xia Xiqing held his hand instead, and put his fingers into the hot and wet mouth, licking and wrapping them with the slippery and soft tip of her tongue, hooking him to go deeper.
Tobacco and musk, citrus and cold spring, completely different perfume scents are mixed together roughly and charmingly.
Xia Xiqing pressed his chest against Zhou Ziheng's chest even more wantonly, against this body that had fascinated him for so long. The feeling of having a foreign object in his mouth made him feel comfortable and uncomfortable. His other hand wandered around Zhou Ziheng's body at random, sometimes pulling at his sweatshirt, sometimes trying to find his other hand.
Zhou Ziheng felt that he was going crazy and was about to become a madman who only sought satisfaction like Xia Xiqing.
The balance in my mind is tilting violently.
It was at this time that Xia Xiqing took his wet fingers out of his mouth. His handsome face was covered with a layer of silky moisture, which was the sweat produced by desire. His bright red mouth was also wet, and the saliva released by the foreign object flowed down to his delicate jawline.
"Kiss me." Xia Xiqing looked up at him, with a hint of temptation and coquettishness. Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand that look, but Xia Xiqing didn't wait for him to understand before kissing him, lips rubbing against lips, tongues curling against tongues. His words were vaguely interrupted by the kiss, "It doesn't matter if you don't like men... As long as... As long as you don't dislike..."
Want to hug him. Want to hug Xia Xiqing. This crazy thought occupied Zhou Ziheng's mind.
"Well... I know you're not gay..." Xia Xiqing sucked on his lips, his tone sticky with soothing and hypnotic meaning, holding Zhou Ziheng's wet hand and guiding him to put it on her waist, "It's okay... We're not in love... You try..."
The words spoken when he was emotional, carried with them the most passionate breath, were like a basin of cold water, soaking Zhou Ziheng thoroughly from head to toe.
He reached out, grasped Xia Xiqing's shoulders, and really pushed him away, not giving him any chance to get close to him again. While wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his sweatshirt, he walked to the door and opened it.
Xia Xiqing, who was burning with fire, was a little confused. He looked at Zhou Ziheng in confusion, "Hey..."
"Go back." Zhou Ziheng half lowered his head, and said in a tone that did not allow for argument, "Please leave my house quickly."
He didn't know which move he made wrong, and he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't think straight. But no matter how confused he was, he could see that Zhou Ziheng had completely cooled down. It was impossible. It had come to this point, and it would be too ugly to continue to pester him. Xia Xiqing pulled at the sweater that had slipped off his shoulders and left Zhou Ziheng's house in silence.
Hearing the sound of Zhou Ziheng closing the door, Xia Xiqing felt annoyed and irritated and stood there.
It was almost there.
What exactly is wrong
To him, Zhou Ziheng's difficulty was beyond his imagination. It was true that he liked challenges, but he hoped to get a taste of success even more. Every time he thought he could succeed, he found himself accidentally stepping into the restricted area.
What exactly is Zhou Ziheng’s forbidden zone
Xia Xiqing felt like he was going crazy, really going crazy.
He stared at the door of his house, unwilling to approach it for a long time. Rejected again, he didn't want to go back to the empty house, alone with frustration, smoking all night like a gambler who lost everything.
Since he is unwilling, there is always someone who is willing and willing to be manipulated.
Xia Xiqing wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and walked alone towards the elevator at the end of the corridor.
Zhou Ziheng stood behind the door, still keeping the door closed, and heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away. He didn't go home, he was going somewhere else now.
Zhou Ziheng felt weak all over, completely different from before, and his heart beat slowly and weakly, as if he was seriously ill. These days, his emotions have been pulled, and he began to have sweet hallucinations, but he almost forgot what this person's true nature is.
He walked into the bathroom and soaked himself, trying to wash away the remaining warmth and smell of Xia Xiqing.
It doesn't matter if you're not gay.
It’s okay not to like men.
Anyway, it's just sex, not love.
All night long, Xia Xiqing's words echoed in Zhou Ziheng's mind. Lying in bed, he seemed to have fallen into a dream countless times, and was brought back to reality countless times by his voice.
In the dream, he saw Xia Xiqing's beautiful face, speaking to him in a tone as light as a cloud.
"You're not in love with me, are you?"
"I'm so sorry, but your attraction to me ends here."
Zhou Ziheng suddenly opened his eyes, covered in cold sweat, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
He had already anticipated the tragic consequences of falling in love with Xia Xiqing.
So it’s definitely not too late to stop now.
Xia Xiqing originally wanted to go to the bar, but just as he got on the road, he remembered that he was no longer someone who could go in and out of nightclubs at will.
He parked his car on the side of the road and flipped through his phone's address book, trying to find someone with whom he could stay overnight, but he hesitated again. He never had the habit of sleeping in the same bed with a bed partner, so after each period of tenderness, he was the one who decisively left.
Suddenly not knowing where to go, Xia Xiqing had to send a message to Xu Qichen.
[Xi Qing: Are you asleep?]
Received a reply very quickly.
[Chenchen: Not yet, I’m still writing the manuscript. What’s wrong?]
He simply said a few words to Xu Qichen, avoiding the main point and not telling the reason, saying that he just wanted to find a place with people to stay for a night. Xu Qichen didn't ask any more questions and just let him come over.
Xu Qichen, who was wearing a dark blue home suit, smiled and opened the door for him. "Come in, you are wearing so little."
Xia Xiqing hugged Xu Qichen coquettishly. When she turned her head, she saw Xia Zhixu sitting on the carpet playing games. She was wearing the same black home clothes as Xu Qichen.
He didn't even raise his head, staring intently at the TV screen. His face was both handsome and threatening. "What are you doing here so late? Do you have any sense for a single man?"
"Why, are you so thirsty that you won't even give us Chenchen a night off?" Xia Xiqing retorted sharply. Seeing Xu Qichen's ears turn red, she didn't continue the topic and said to Xu Qichen in a sullen tone, "I'll just sleep for one night and leave tomorrow."
Xia Zhixu didn't notice that his tone was different from usual, and asked purely out of confusion, "Aren't you too rich? Why don't you stay in a hotel?"
Xia Xiqing didn't want to say that he just wanted to find a place with people and didn't want to be alone, because it would make him look too cowardly. Xu Qichen saw everything from the side and patted Xia Xiqing on the shoulder, "You can stay as long as you want. Go take a hot bath first. I've prepared the water for you."
"You're too nice to him." Xia Zhixu complained and threw the controller to the ground. "I can't play anymore."
Xia Xiqing snorted and walked to the bathroom. His limbs were immersed in the hot water, and he felt himself falling into that dizzy confusion again. Zhou Ziheng's face began to appear in his mind, his expression of being about to fall, and his final indifference.
It was so strange, he had never been so obsessed with someone before, maybe it was because Zhou Ziheng was harder to tempt than anyone he had ever met, or maybe he just liked Zhou Ziheng's appearance too much, he didn't know why, the amount he wanted to win his heart almost exceeded the sum of all his previous efforts.
But he also knew very well that wanting something didn't mean liking it.
It's just a desire to conquer.
When Zhou Ziheng said that he didn't like men, he was not sad at all. Instead, he turned into a persuasive liar, trying to help Zhou Ziheng overcome his aversion to being intimate with men and make him try to believe that liking and sex can be separated.
Even though he failed, this was normal. After all, Zhou Ziheng was a person with moral cleanliness. They were not of the same kind. Even if he wanted to drag this moral model into the same quagmire as himself, it would take time.
After taking a shower, Xia Xiqing came out of the bathroom and happened to see Xia Zhixu holding Xu Qichen in his arms, holding his arm and playing games together.
"Oh no, it hit, it hit, on the right side!"
"It's all right."
"If I lose, I won't sleep with you today. Hurry up, ah ah I'm going to lose!"
"You won't lose, don't panic."
To be honest, this was not the first time he had seen such a scene, but for some reason, he felt particularly warm-eyed and empty inside when he saw it today.
These two fools stumbled for ten years, and they were still able to get together. Xia Xiqing always thought it was a miracle, but he also knew that these two hearts were pure and clean, and the most important thing was that they liked each other from the beginning, and no matter how long the time was or how far the distance was, this feeling was not diluted.
He walked to the guest room alone and lay on the bed, resisting the urge to smoke.
Miracles will never happen to him. No one will like such a turbid soul if he takes off this skin.
This idea was planted in him when he was young, and as he grew older, he became more and more convinced.
No one really loved him, though he tried again and again.
They had agreed to stay for one night, but Xia Xiqing shamelessly stayed for almost four days. If Jiang Yin hadn't called him on Friday morning as if to urge him to leave, Xia Xiqing would not have wanted to leave. Xu Qichen cooked delicious food and was pleasant to be around. Although Xia Zhixu was a bit annoying, he also brought him a lot of fun and was much happier than being alone.
But Jiang Yin reminded him that he had to fly to Shanghai on Saturday to record the show.
Because of their high popularity, the program team arranged unified flights and accommodation for the guests in case something went wrong. Xia Xiqing did not respond at first. During these four days, he and Zhou Ziheng did not meet or say a word.
He originally wanted to reject Jiang Yin, but changed his mind before replying.
Zhou Ziheng hadn't even rejected the program crew, so why was he so hesitant? He just didn't sleep with her, so why was he acting like a deserter? He sent a message to Jiang Yin in an indirect way.
[Xia Xiqing: Zhou Ziheng should go too. Didn’t he say anything?]
After a while, I received a message from Jiang Yin.
[Jiang Yin: Of course he went. Only Cen Cen couldn’t go this episode because she had a tour in Japan. Ziheng had just finished his exams and was available for the recording.]
It seems that he really didn't say anything.
He was a little confused about Zhou Ziheng.
In the afternoon, Xia Xiqing left Xu Qichen's house and went directly to the airport, wearing the same clothes he wore when he went to his house. However, he was not used to the lemon-scented laundry detergent at Xu Qichen's house. He sneezed one after another, and finally had to buy a mask and wear it before going to the airport.
When he arrived at the airport, Xia Xiqing received a message from Shang Sirui. When he was about to reply, he heard someone calling his name. Xia Xiqing turned around and saw Shang Sirui wearing a red sweatshirt and a white baseball cap.
"It's been a long time since we last met." Shang Sirui rushed over and hugged Xia Xiqing enthusiastically. He closed his eyes and buried his head in his neck, and began to complain to him, "Ah, I'm so tired recently. Let me tell you, I've only slept three hours a day for more than three days..."
"You really are worthy of being called San San." Xia Xiqing noticed that his hair color had changed, from the previous light brown to gray. "You dyed your hair again?"
Shang Sirui still buried his head and hummed, "I'm going to make a comeback soon, and I've changed my look. I dyed my hair several colors a few days ago to try out the look, and now I've finally decided on it."
Alas, Xia Xiqing patted him on the back. For some reason, when he saw Shang Sirui, he thought of his troublesome younger brother. "It's not easy to be an idol."
More and more fans gathered around them, most of them were Shang Sirui's fans, and some were Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng's. One of the girls wearing a mask came up and handed the small cake in her hand to Xia Xiqing, "Brother Xiqing, you eat it."
Xia Xiqing, who was held by Shang Sirui, politely stretched out her hands and went around to receive the gift from the fan. Although she was wearing a mask, her eyes were gently curved, "Thank you."
Seeing that Xia Xiqing was in a good mood, the fans asked, "Brother Xiqing, where is Ziheng?"
A group of female fans laughed. Xia Xiqing replied gently, "I don't know either. It should be coming soon."
"Why don't you stay with Ziheng?"
"Xiqing, why don't you go to P University?"
"Yes, yes. We went to P University every day after that day, but you didn't go there anymore."
"We also went to the exhibition. We thought you would go, but the main exhibit was really amazing..."
There were more and more questions, covering him like a tide. When he thought of what happened that day, Xia Xiqing didn't want to talk much. The frustration of being rejected made him unwilling. Shang Sirui sensed something. He raised his head from Xia Xiqing's shoulder and pulled down the mask a little, "Why don't you care about me?"
All the fans present were amused by Shang Sirui.
"San San, why are you so cute?"
"I care about you, I care about you. Mommy San San loves you."
Shang Sirui smiled and put his arms around Xia Xiqing's waist. "Don't you think Xiqing and I are a good match? Why don't you support the couple?"
"Hahaha, is the real boss forcing me to accept this recommendation?"
"Oh my god, can't I just eat it?"
"San San is so cute~"
Shang Sirui was slightly satisfied. He put his head back on Xia Xiqing's shoulder and closed his eyes. "I'm so sleepy. I feel like I can fall asleep while standing."
How childish. Xia Xiqing reached out to cover Shang Sirui's eyes and said softly and gently, "Go to sleep, take a nap and I'll call you." Then he made a silencing gesture to the fans who were about to scream, and then put one hand around Shang Sirui's shoulders and patted his shoulders gently with his fingers.
The fans didn't dare to disturb Shang Sirui, and could only silently suppress their fujoshi hearts that were about to explode, taking photos and posting on Weibo crazily, while also whispering about the change of couples.
"Oh my god, Qing San is so bloody, I want to climb the wall now."
"Really? Ziheng and Xiqing haven't hugged each other yet, and these two have cuddled so many times."
"Qing San is just a close friend, there is no sense of couple at all, two people together can't be happy."
"I won't climb. I want to wait for Ziheng's general attack."
Perhaps it was because of this fan's words that Zhou Ziheng actually came. From a distance, he saw the two protagonists surrounded by the crowd. Shang Sirui hugged Xia Xiqing like a koala, and Xia Xiqing held his shoulders, gentle and quiet.
Zhou Ziheng was wearing black trousers and a black leather jacket. His hair was loose and not styled. His long hair almost covered his eyes. He only wore a pair of sunglasses and walked towards me with his long legs, chewing gum and looking indifferent.
His figure and aura are really eye-catching.
"Fuck, Ziheng is here."
"Oh my god, Ziheng is so salty and so sexy! The entertainment industry's number one male model!"
"What's with the déjà vu feeling at the scene of catching an adulterer?"
The pair of eyes under the sunglasses looked at Xia Xiqing and narrowed slightly. Xia Xiqing was wearing the same clothes as that night, and his car had not appeared in the basement for four days.
He hasn't gone home for four days and has been fooling around until now.
Zhou Ziheng sneered. He should have been sober long ago. He knew exactly what kind of person Xia Xiqing was and he almost fell into his trap.
"Xiqing, Xiqing, Ziheng is here."
Xia Xiqing, who was comforting Shang Sirui, also heard the fans' discussions. He raised his head, took off his mask, and looked at Zhou Ziheng through the crowd.
He walked towards her leisurely, wearing a pair of dark brown military boots. Strangely enough, Xia Xiqing was a little resistant to seeing this man at first, but now she just wanted him to go to bed with her wearing these boots.
When their eyes met, Xia Xiqing curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a hypocritical yet beautiful smile.
"Long time no see, Ziheng."
Zhou Ziheng chewed the gum twice and blew a bubble that was not too big.
With a snap, the air expanded violently and the bubble burst in an instant.
He curled his lips, as if sending a signal of acceptance.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The short halftime break failed to wear down the will of either side. Like two desperate boxers, the moment they returned to the arena, the fire was ignited again without any explanation.
What to do? It seems like no one wants to stop, and no one thinks they will lose.