When Qin Qingzhuo woke up the next day, he opened his eyes and was dazzled by the light coming through the gap in the curtains.
He squinted his eyes, slightly adjusted to the light, then lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Ji who was holding him beside him.
Jiang Ji hadn't woken up yet. He lowered his head slightly, breathing evenly, and his warm breath hit his neck again and again.
Qin Qingzhuo's mind flashed through the scenes of last night - reading the messages sent by Jiang Ji over and over again at the birthday party, standing in front of Jiang Ji and feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't control her tears, pushing open the car door and running back to find Jiang Ji in the rain, and saying "We are together"...
There was a feeling of unreality, but the warmth of their bodies touching each other told him that all this was real.
In fact, before falling asleep last night, Qin Qingzhuo had a flash of thought in his mind - so many things happened this night, how would he feel when he woke up tomorrow? Would he feel that he was too impulsive
Now that he had really woken up and thought about what happened last night, he did feel that he had been a little impulsive.
At the age of 29, after having experienced so many things, he thought he was no longer impulsive. However, he was impulsive several times last night alone. In the past few months since he knew Jiang Ji, many of the things he did could not be explained by reason.
However, being impulsive is not a bad thing, Qin Qingzhuo thought. If it weren't for last night's impulse, perhaps he would not have the courage to take this step to be with Jiang Ji.
Perhaps realizing that Qin Qingzhuo had woken up, Jiang Ji's eyelashes moved and he slowly opened his eyes.
He looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and he stared at Qin Qingzhuo with sleepy eyes, looking completely different from the usual difficult-to-mess-with boy.
"Awake?" Qin Qingzhuo said softly.
Jiang Ji looked at him without saying anything. He just raised his hand and touched his hair, brow bone, eyes, and nose bridge, moving down little by little until he touched his lips before speaking. His voice was still a little hoarse in the morning: "Qin Qingzhuo."
"Um?"
Jiang Ji didn't say anything, but just closed his arms and hugged him tightly.
He used a lot of strength, as if he wanted to embed Qin Qingzhuo into his body, so that Qin Qingzhuo felt a little short of breath.
But Qin Qingzhuo said nothing and just let him hold her like this.
"Qin Qingzhuo." He called Qin Qingzhuo's name again.
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Qin Qingzhuo raised his hand and touched his hair, and replied "hmm".
Jiang Ji hugged him for a while before letting go. His eyes looked much clearer than before. He pushed his hair back with his fingers and pecked him on the lips: "Do you regret it?"
"Guess." Qin Qingzhuo teased him intentionally, "What if you regret it?"
Jiang Ji lowered his eyes, seeming to be really thinking about this question.
Then he stood up slightly, stretched out his arm to get a pair of wired headphones from the bedside table next to him, grabbed Qin Qingzhuo's wrists, raised his arms above his head, and wrapped the black headphone wire around his wrists several times.
Qin Qingzhuo looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you going to tie me up here?"
"Yes." After Jiang Ji tied him up, he got off the bed, bent down to pick up his pants from the ground, put them on, opened the door and walked out of the room.