Xiao Jinang stood outside the door, holding a bag full of things in his hands. In addition to the condoms and lubricants he bought at the convenience store, there were also many pet supplies. Under his arm was a cat bed, and next to him was a cat climbing frame that was more than half a person's height.
No one knew how he carried it up, but he did.
Ming Zhou was blind and lived alone, so he was inevitably more alert. He remembered that Xiao Jinang should have brought his keys before he went out, so he groped his way to the door, but did not open it immediately. Instead, he asked, "Who?"
Xiao Jinang bent down and looked at the peephole on the door. He was a little curious about what it was used for. He blinked and said, "It's me. I'm back."
Ming Zhou heard his voice and suddenly felt relieved. He slowly opened the door and asked, "Why are you back so early?"
This is an irony.
He actually wanted to ask, why did you come back so late...
But for some reason, Ming Zhou couldn't say such childish words that sounded almost like a complaint, so he had to swallow them back.
Xiao Jinang raised the plastic bag in his hand and showed it to Ming Zhou. He walked in and explained, "I went downstairs to buy some things. When I passed by the clinic, I also bought some things for the kitten."
Ming Zhou was stunned when he heard this: "What about your friend?"
Xiao Jinang put the shopping bag on the ground after entering the room. When he heard Ming Zhou's question, he turned around and looked outside the door as if he remembered something. He asked a little embarrassedly, "I brought my friend up with me. Can he come in and sit for a while?"
There was a figure standing behind the cat climbing frame outside the door. It was Jiang Weimian. He had just been waiting downstairs for Xiao Jinang to finish shopping, and was forced to listen to all the stories about him and Ming Zhou. When he learned that Xiao Jinang was already being "kept" by someone, he swore that he would never say another word to this idiot again in his life.
However, just as Jiang Weimian was about to leave, Xiao Jinang asked him for another favor:
"Excuse me, could you help me carry some things home? I have a kitten at home. If I don't buy a bed for it today, it will have no place to sleep. But I can't carry too much."
At that moment, Jiang Weimian's mind flashed through countless thoughts, such as, what does it have to do with me if you have a cat? Why did you buy so many condoms when you knew you couldn't carry them? Would I hurt my hand if I punched Xiao Jinang to the ground
Jiang Weimian didn't want to agree.
But unfortunately, his Madonna syndrome is quite serious, although it is not obvious from the outside.
So he watched Xiao Jinang buy a lot of things at the pet clinic, and then was forced to help him carry the 1.5-meter-high cat climbing frame upstairs.
Jiang Weimian didn't really want to go in as a guest. His bad memory finally came in handy once, and he suddenly remembered that people in the group had analyzed Xiao Jinang's villain target more than once -
It is said that he is very evil and has an antisocial personality. He has killed people in the original book. It is best not to provoke him if you meet him.
Jiang Weimian thought about this and looked at Ming Zhou standing behind the door calmly, only to see that he was a refined and handsome man. The other person had a light temperament, but his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dark mist, and he could not be seen clearly.
There was no edge to it, but it gave people a sense of danger. In daily life, he was indeed the kind of person Jiang Weimian would not have a close relationship with.
Ming Zhou's sixth sense is usually very accurate. He keenly sensed that a pair of eyes were falling on him. He raised his eyes slightly, revealing a pair of eyes covered with sickly white film, which happened to meet Jiang Weimian's gaze.
If he wasn't blind.
Ming Zhou didn't expect Xiao Jinang to bring that so-called friend home. This subtle emotion made him feel even more uncomfortable, as if his private space was invaded by a third party. But Ming Zhou didn't show it on his face, and even his tone was as calm as always: "Since your friend is here, let him come in and sit down."
After saying this, he fumbled to put the remaining shopping bag in Xiao Jinang's hand on the entrance, then raised his hand and touched the back of Xiao Jinang's head: "Are you hot?"
Every time he did this action similar to stroking hair, Xiao Jinang couldn't help but throw himself into his arms and act like a spoiled child, and this time was no exception. Xiao Jinang didn't think much about it, and directly leaned over to rub Ming Zhou's face. His naturally curly hair was a little messy, and a strand of it was slightly raised: "It's not hot, and I'm not sweating."
He had no intention of avoiding suspicion at all. After he finished speaking, he habitually tilted his head and kissed Ming Zhou. This action not only stunned Ming Zhou for a moment, but also Jiang Weimian next to him.
"… "
Jiang Weimian stood outside the door. Although he said nothing, there was a tsunami in his heart. In just a few seconds, he cursed all the dirty words he knew in his life, wishing he could grind Xiao Jinang into diamond powder.
Xiao Jinang had just taken him to a convenience store to buy condoms, and he also made him do hard labor to carry things upstairs. Now, he was going even further, hugging and kissing me right in front of him. Did he think he was dead
Jiang Weimian turned around, wiped his face expressionlessly, and tried hard to restrain himself from making any rude moves. He took a deep breath, then turned around and forced a smile at Ming Zhou, politely refusing: "No, I have something to do at home, and I'm in a hurry to go back. Come visit me next time."
Xiao Jinang didn't notice the undercurrent between the two people. Hearing this, he scratched his head in confusion and asked subconsciously: "Hmm? What's the urgent matter?"
Jiang Weimian: “…”
Jiang Weimian's smile froze, and he stared at Xiao Jinang and gritted his teeth as he spoke word by word: "My mother asked me to go home for dinner, is that ok?"
Xiao Jinang: “…”
Jiang Weimian left. He didn't even wait for the elevator. He went downstairs like the wind, as if he didn't want to stay in this place for even a second.
Xiao Jinang had no choice but to move the cat climbing frame into the living room and closed the door, planning to invite Jiang Weimian to visit his home again next time he had the chance.
Ming Zhou seemed to have noticed something: "Is your friend unhappy?"
He was sensitive and couldn't help wondering what the relationship between that "friend" and Xiao Jinang was, or how close they were. Before Xiao Jinang kissed him, he seemed normal, but after kissing him, he said goodbye and left in an abnormal mood.
Maybe it was because of embarrassment, but Ming Zhou always felt that he was mostly angry.
But why the anger
Xiao Jinang rolled up his sleeves and sat cross-legged on the ground assembling a cat climbing frame and a cat bed. Hearing this, he comforted her, "No, he's a very nice guy. He won't be angry. He's just in a hurry to go home for dinner."
Ming Zhou used the sound to find Xiao Jinang's location, and then slowly sat down on the floor like him: "Are you close to him?"
An emotion called jealousy was taking root and sprouting in a dark corner, breaking out of the ground without even Ming Zhou himself noticing.
Xiao Jinang was carefully studying the assembly method of the cat climbing frame, and his tone was also serious: "Yes, we are very good friends."
"… "
Ming Zhou didn't know why, but he didn't say anything. He suddenly became unusually quiet. He and Xiao Jingang sat back to back. Even though they were not hugging each other, they could still feel each other's strong heartbeat in the silent room.
Bang... Bang... Bang...
It was silent, yet deafening.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Jinang finally assembled everything. He turned around and took Ming Zhou's hand, motioning him to touch the exquisite cat climbing frame, and said with some pride and joy: "Look, I've done it!"
However, Ming Zhou did not touch the cat climbing frame. He felt that the floor was too cold and uncomfortable, so he slowly got up and sat on Xiao Jinang's legs, wrapping his arms around his neck in a dependent hug.
Xiao Jinang hugged him back subconsciously: "What's wrong?"
Ming Zhou buried his face in his arms, without saying a word. After a moment, he whispered two words: "Kiss me..."
His slender fingertips slowly shuttled through Xiao Jinang's soft hair. His index finger, which was accidentally pricked while writing, was still aching. Ming Zhou tried his best to ignore the stinging feeling and whispered in Xiao Jinang's ear: "Xiao Jinang, kiss me..."
He was like a demon, while Xiao Jinang was the ignorant human who was lured over with his soul at the slightest temptation.
Although Xiao Jinang didn't know why Ming Zhou made this request, he still happily did it. He held Ming Zhou's face gently and gave him a lot of hot kisses, which intertwined into an airtight net, leaving no escape.
The two of them rolled to the ground without realizing it, kissing each other passionately, like two red threads tangled together in a knot that could not be separated no matter what.
Ming Zhou happened to be wearing a white shirt. He quickly took off all his clothes, leaving only this one, and then sat face to face in Xiao Jinang's arms, his eyelids slightly lowered, covering his blind eyes that were dazed and unable to focus.
His breathing was slightly disordered, and he asked Xiao Jinang in a low voice: "Do you like it?"
Xiao Jinang's ears turned red. He looked at Ming Zhou seriously, then nodded shyly, and whispered with sparkling eyes: "I like Doctor Ming the most~"
Ming Zhou wrapped his arms around his neck, lowered his head and kissed him, then left immediately, saying in a hoarse voice: "Say it again."
Xiao Jinang kissed him, and said in a lingering voice: "I like you the most..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden sharp pain on his lips and a smell of rust began to spread. It turned out that Ming Zhou had bitten his lip for some unknown reason.
Xiao Jinang opened his eyes blankly and instinctively moved away a little, but Ming Zhou grabbed the back of his head and continued to kiss him deeply. The smell of blood intertwined with their intertwined tongues, leaving behind a fascinating fishy sweetness.
Ming Zhou's kiss gradually moved down and landed on Xiao Jinang's slightly protruding Adam's apple. He opened his unfocused eyes, and his narrow black pupils were not as gentle and harmless as they appeared. On the contrary, they carried a bit of hidden animality.
The beast in my heart is about to be released from the cage, but the shackles are already shaky.
Ming Zhou's fingertips suddenly tightened, and he suddenly pressed Xiao Jinang hard into his arms, panting violently. His chest rose and fell, and he didn't know whether he was calming his breathing or calming the chaotic emotions in his heart.
Xiao Jinang hugged him and lay on the floor, and was keenly aware of Ming Zhou's abnormal mood. He gently stroked his waist and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Zhou slowly let go of Xiao Jinang. He did not say anything, but his breathing was mixed and rapid.
Xiao Jinang kissed Ming Zhou's eyes: "Are you unhappy?"
He held Ming Zhou in his arms, patted his back gently like coaxing a child, and said softly, "It's okay, tell me."
There is always a peaceful power in Xiao Jinang, like a blue lake, quiet and deep, without any fantasy.
Mingri's vision was all dark. He hated the feeling of not seeing the light, but he had to admit that in some cases, darkness was a camouflage. He groped in the dark and held Xiao Jinang's face. His fingertips felt slightly cold, and he moved his lips. After a long time, he finally whispered, "... Why?"
Ming Zhou asked: "Why do you bring others home..."
To the home that belongs only to the two of us...
Ming Zhou felt that what little he had left was being taken away by someone else. He didn't like this feeling, and even felt uncomfortable. He tried his best to ignore it, but the pain followed him like a shadow, filling his internal organs like air, everywhere.
Xiao Jinang was stunned when he heard this, then he slowly raised his hand and smoothed the furrows between Ming Zhou's brows, and said in a simple tone: "He is my good friend, I want them all to know you."
I wonder if anyone can understand that feeling. For a moment, Xiao Jinang wanted to introduce the person he liked to the whole world, so that everyone in the world would know that he had someone he liked.
Passionate love does not need to be expressed in words or cheered by others, but if you suppress it in your heart, it will eventually boil over. He didn't know what to do, so he had to introduce his favorite person to his most important friend, using this action to quench some of the burning heat.
Xiao Jinang lay on the floor, looking at the ceiling above, and suddenly many images flashed through his mind. He patted Ming Zhou's back and said slowly: "I have eight good friends..."
Although some of them can no longer be seen, the memory will never fade. As long as the machine runs, he will remember them so that they will not be forgotten by the world.
Ming Zhou was silent for a moment after hearing this, then asked, "...What about the other seven?"
He couldn't explain why, but when he learned that Xiao Jinang just wanted those friends to know him, the thorn in his heart suddenly disappeared for the most part.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Xiao Jinang’s tone didn’t seem to convey much sadness. He scratched his head in distress and said, “The other seven are all dead. Only one is left.”
Ming Zhou was stunned when he heard this: "Are they all dead?"
"Yes," Xiao Jinang counted on his fingers, "One died suddenly from staying up late, one died in a car accident, one fell from a building and died while hiding from debt, one was killed by a murderer, another died of illness, another was hit and killed by someone while filing a lawsuit, and the last one drowned."
He spoke in a serious tone, which sounded like a fairy tale to others, so that Ming Zhou didn't know how to react for a moment. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xiao Jinang realized something belatedly, supported himself with his hands and sat up, and asked curiously, "Are you jealous?"
Ming Zhou was slow to come back to his senses after hearing that. Just as he was about to say no, Xiao Jinang suddenly approached him, stared into his eyes and asked seriously, "It's wrong to lie."
But unfortunately, Mingriu could not see his sight.
"No."
Ming Zhou shook his head and bent down to kiss him: "I'm just afraid that you've been deceived."
After all, Xiao Jinang is too naive.
Xiao Jinang pressed his nose against Ming Zhou's and rubbed it affectionately: "It doesn't matter, he already has someone he likes, and I already have someone I like too."
After saying that, she gently touched Ming Zhou's heart with her fingertips, shyly indicating that he was the one she liked.
Ding! Please note that the villain's blackening degree has dropped to 35. Please continue to work hard~
Ming Zhou paused, and felt a slight itch from Xiao Jinang's fingertips brushing against his heart, like a palpitation that had lasted for decades. He touched the other's soft and fluffy hair, rarely showing a sincere smile, and whispered, breaking the quiet air: "Well, I like you too."
Yes, I like it very much.
Just as the two of them were hugging each other, the cat that had been curled up in the coat and sleeping suddenly stumbled out, fluttered around like a headless fly, and then called out, "Meow~"
Xiao Jinang looked over when he heard the sound and saw that it was the kitten: "Doctor Ming, the kitten seems to have woken up."
Ming Zhou heard his words and quietly got up from Xiao Jinang. While he was looking at the cat, he fumbled to put on the clothes scattered on the ground: "Well, it might be hungry."
Xiao Jinang: "But the nurse said it has been fed today and doesn't need to be fed again."
Xiao Jinang only looked at the cat, and when he turned around, he saw Ming Zhou sitting on the sofa, already dressed, and couldn't help being a little surprised. He went straight to Ming Zhou, put his face on his legs, rubbed it, pulled Ming Zhou's shirt, and whispered: "White shirts look good."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that his meaning was wrong, and added: "It only looks good in a white shirt."
Ming Zhou lied to him: "I'm a little cold."
Xiao Jinang buried his face in Ming Zhou's legs and hugged his waist. He felt a little aggrieved and annoyed, and muttered, "I can hug you."
You won’t feel cold if you hold it.
Ming Zhou felt a little itchy from being rubbed by him, and he shrank back unconsciously. He rubbed Xiao Jinang's head and whispered, "Have you assembled all the things you bought? It will be too late if you don't assemble them now."
He tried to divert his attention, but Xiao Jinang was like a salted fish that had lost its dream, lying on his lap and refusing to get up. Ming Zhou had no choice but to whisper something in his ear, which finally coaxed him into submission.
Xiao Jinang raised his head with bright eyes: "Really? Will you wear it for me to see before you go to bed at night?"
Ming Zhou nodded awkwardly and said, "Go pack your things."
Xiao Jinang immediately perked up and continued to tidy up the cat bed and remove the wrapping paper. Ming Zhou couldn't help much, so he had to fumble with the pet supplies in the shopping bag and put all the cat feeding and bathing supplies in the cabinet.
In the end, only a bag of unknown things was left.
Ming Zhou opened the plastic bag and searched around, finding that most of the boxes were square, some of them looked like chewing gum, but not quite. After all, Xiao Jinang didn't need to buy so much chewing gum.
Ming Zhou tilted his head slightly and asked tentatively: "What is this?"
Xiao Jinang took the time to take a look and saw that it was the condom he bought. He quickly pulled it out of Ming Zhou's arms and explained with a red face: "This is... the snacks I bought. It's okay. Go take a shower and I'll clean up the rest."
Ming Zhou noticed something was wrong, but didn't show it. He nodded and went to the bathroom to wash up: "Then I'll go take a shower first."
After he finished speaking, he groped his way into the bathroom, then closed the door behind him and slowly rolled up his sleeves. In his hand, he held a box of things that he had just taken out of the plastic bag.
Ming Zhou leaned against the door, feeling the box of unknown object with his fingertips. In the end, he couldn't guess what it was, so he could only tear open the transparent wrapping paper on the outside and opened the box with some rustling noises.
There are many small packages in the box, about ten pieces, flat.
Ming Zhou frowned slightly, still unable to guess what it was, so he could only tear open a piece. However, what his fingertips touched made him stunned for a moment.
The place where he worked had cooperation with some large hospitals, and they would carry out AIDS prevention and treatment propaganda every year, and they would always include this kind of thing in the leaflets they distributed. Ming Zhou couldn't say he was familiar with it, but he wasn't unfamiliar with it either.
He didn't expect that Xiao Jinang went downstairs and bought a bag of this stuff. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and his ears felt a little burning.
Ming Zhou stuffed the remaining things back into the box. He originally wanted to find a place to put it, but he was afraid that Xiao Jinang would see it and ask questions, so he hesitated for a moment and finally threw it into the trash can.
It seems like the other party bought a lot, so it shouldn’t be a big deal to throw away one box… right