"... Today I said that I want to get married. I am serious. Ah Xue, what do you think?"
He waited in fear for several seconds but did not get an answer. When he turned his head, he saw that Zhuang Hanxue had fallen asleep on the chair at some point.
Qiu Zheyan: "..."
He was suddenly discouraged.
Stop at a red light.
Qiu Zheyan stared at the sleeping Zhuang Hanxue for a while, then stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek.
This face is obviously not thick.
Zhuang Hanxue woke up and looked over sleepily: "What are you doing?"
Qiu Zheyan said angrily, "Are you pretending to be asleep?"
Zhuang Hanxue looked blank and innocent.
Qiu Zheyan wanted to be angry, but didn't know how to be angry: "Forget it."
Zhuang Hanxue rubbed his face: "You are so capricious, it's so difficult for me. A man's heart is a needle in the sea."
Zhuang Hanxue has no time to play games these two days.
I'm going to the hospital to help my brother.
He looks so-so, but if he really does something, he won't lose the chain.
Until the day before they leave to go abroad.
That day, his little niece had an operation in the morning. Fortunately, it was not a very dangerous operation. He waited until the little niece woke up and had a meal before returning home. It was actually Qiu Zheyan who came home early because he had to pack his bags.
As soon as Zhuang Hanxue came back, he put his cold hand blown by the wind on Qiu Zheyan's neck: "Warm me up."
Qiu Zheyan had nothing to do with him, and put his hands in his arms: "How is it?"
Zhuang Hanxue said: "The operation went well. But when I told my brother that I couldn't go to the hospital tomorrow because I was going to spend Christmas with your family at your house, he suddenly lost his temper and scolded me."
Qiu Zheyan: "You just told him?"
Zhuang Hanxue: "Well, I forgot."
Qiu Zheyan was quite speechless towards this lost lover.
Zhuang Hanxue: "I also told him about the gifts I bought, and he said that the ones I bought were not high-end, but I have already used all my savings to buy gifts. I think this is considered sincere, right?"
This is the first time Qiu Zheyan heard Zhuang Hanxue mention it, and he was startled: "You used all your savings to buy gifts?"
Zhuang Hanxue laughed and said, "You didn't pick up the right thread. At this time, you should say 'You actually have savings?'——It's right to complain about me like this."
Qiu Zheyan shook his hand and said, "I see that you have not been nervous, and I was worried that you were not prepared, so I bought you a gift."
Zhuang Hanxue: "Have you underestimated me? It doesn't matter if you buy an extra gift, you give it to you, I'll give it to me."
Qiu Zheyan really couldn't understand Zhuang Hanxue, said he should take himself seriously, he hadn't seen him worrying about meeting his parents these days, said he didn't take it seriously, this man can spend all his savings go in.
Although Zhuang Hanxue didn't have much savings.
Zhuang Hanxue took out the gifts he brought one by one.
A famous belt for Qiu Zheyan's father, a set of fine porcelain tableware for his mother, and a dress worth more than 3,000 yuan for his sister, still looks decent.
Zhuang Hanxue said triumphantly, "Not bad, right? I've always been good at picking gifts."
Qiu Zheyan nodded, looking at him with admiration.
Early the next morning, they boarded a plane to go abroad.
Qiu Zheyan was too nervous to rest, but Zhuang Hanxue fell asleep without any anxiety at all.
After getting off the plane, take a taxi to the city.
Zhuang Hanxue saw the Christmas decorations on the door from a distance: "It's really interesting, my family doesn't celebrate foreign festivals. But I used to find these excuses, call a group of friends, eat and drink together, almost any festival."
knock on the door.
Wait a minute, someone comes to open the door.
Seeing that Zhuang Hanxue was afraid of strangers, he had a smile on his face, because the person who came was Qiu Zheyan's father, and he knew beforehand that his uncle was Italian, so he greeted him in Italian: "buongiorno~"
***
Qiu Zheyan went to the kitchen to help his mother clean up the dishes, and heard the laughter of Zhuang Hanxue and his niece.
Mom: "Your partner is very cheerful this time. I can't tell that he is seven years older than you, and he looks quite young. I like the way he eats. He looks delicious and he is not picky about food. He holds chopsticks, knives and forks. The gestures are very beautiful, and the tutoring is very good."
Qiu Zheyan: "Really? He told me that his parents didn't care about him since he was a child, and his life was in a mess. When he lived with me, he only had more than 5,000 yuan left in his card. He couldn't live without me. "
My mother said with emotion: "You have committed an old problem again...I don't care about the relationship between you young people."
Before Qiu Zheyan left home, his family had kept the room for him, and it had been cleaned.
The room is not big, but it has a sense of life. It has a single bed, a desk, and a handmade table. There are textbooks, CDs, figures, and a guitar in the cabinet. It is still a room for male high school students.
Zhuang Hanxue sat on the bed, the bed was very soft, and immediately sank a little, he asked, "Can I look around?"
Qiu Zheyan said indifferently: "It's ok. I'll go to the bathroom."
When Qiu Zheyan came back after draining the water, he saw Zhuang Hanxue sitting cross-legged on the ground with an open cardboard box beside him. He realized what was in the cardboard box and was taken aback: "What are you looking at?"
Zhuang Hanxue held up a magazine with a half-alder man on the cover: "Look at your little porn book."
He exclaimed, "It's really all pornographic books for men and boys, not a single one about girls with big breasts."
Qiu Zheyan blushed, took the book away in embarrassment, sat down and said, "I told you that I have always liked men. My parents also know."
Zhuang Hanxue put his arm on his shoulder: "Why are you blushing? But do you like this type of muscular man? I don't have so many hard muscles on my body."
Qiu Zheyan said directly: "I like your type."
Zhuang Hanxue snatched the book back from his hands: "Let me read it again."
I didn't see how excited he was, but he didn't repel it either, he looked very curious.
If you want to compare it, it is probably like looking at a kitten and a puppy.
Zhuang Hanxue looked at it and said, "Do you and your parents spend Christmas together every year? Do you also spend other holidays together as a family? They seem to have a very good relationship."
Qiu Zheyan said: "Well, my father loves my mother very much, but sometimes he quarrels."
Zhuang Hanxue didn't look up, and asked casually: "What happened when you came out? Didn't you scold you?"
Qiu Zheyan said: "It's okay. My mother said that she found my browsing history when she was using my computer before, and she was waiting for me to confess, so she accepted it, but told me that when dating each other, I must Seriously, if it’s settled, take it back and show them.”
Zhuang Hanxue said enviously: "That's great. When my brother came out, there was a lot of trouble at home. My mother blamed my father, and my father blamed my mother, because my brother had already run away at that time. I was beaten up, so wronged."
After a while, Zhuang Hanxue said again: "My family will not sit and eat together like that."
The heating was turned on in the room, and it was very warm. Zhuang Hanxue only wore a thin open-neck sweater and jeans, and stood up with one leg folded. He bent his back slightly, and put his chin on his knee.
Looking at it from Qiu Zheyan's perspective, Zhuang Hanxue's figure looks thin and thin. When he lowers his eyelashes, he casts a sparse shadow that seems to be melancholy. There is an inexplicable sense of innocence that does not match his age.
Qiu Zheyan: "I will accompany you to dinner."
Zhuang Hanxue turned his head and smiled at him, and threw the little yellow book away: "Your little yellow book is pretty boring, so I'm better off?"
Qiu Zheyan's heart skipped a beat, and when he saw Zhuang Hanxue leaning back, he swallowed his saliva when he saw Zhuang Hanxue's delicate collarbone exposed from the skewed neckline. Just as he was about to reach out, Zhuang Hanxue stood up suddenly and said, "I want to check your closet. Didn't you put anything shameful?"
Qiu Zheyan felt guilty for a moment, quickly thought about it, and said, "No. Just look."
Didn't find anything dirty.
Zhuang Hanxue found a basketball uniform: "Just now I saw a picture of you playing basketball on your photo wall. You used to be on the basketball team?"
Qiu Zheyan nodded: "Yes. But I don't play well, and they only call me when I'm on the bench. Later they found out that I was gay, and although they didn't say anything, I still quit the basketball team in the tenth grade."
Zhuang Hanxue suddenly began to take off his clothes. In front of him, he took off all his clothes, and then put on his high school basketball uniform: "Is it suitable for me?"
Qiu Zheyan said: "It's still a little bit bigger."
Zhuang Hanxue asked, "Does it look good?"
Qiu Zheyan sat by the bed, took his hand, and pulled him over: "Are you seducing me?"
Zhuang Hanxue sat straddling his lap, the ambiguous light mist shrouded his face from behind, his eyes seemed to be smiling and dreamy, and asked softly: "Xiaoqiu, when you were a teenager, did you secretly bring someone back to spend the night?" ever?"
Qiu Zheyan's heart was beating wildly, and his breathing seemed to become hot. He passively hugged Zhuang Hanxue's waist.
"Zi—" He heard the crackling sound of his zipper being unzipped.
In the darkness, only the cautious voices of each other could be heard.
"Why didn't you make a sound?"
"Your parents are at home. It would be too shameful if they were found out."
"Haha... so you have a sense of shame too?"
"...Even a person like me would feel ashamed."
Qiu Zheyan's heart skipped a beat and beat slowly, as if he really returned to his youth, the first time he fell in love with someone unreservedly and passionately, so much that his heart ached.
Qiu Zheyan couldn't restrain himself.
He felt like a middle school student who had just learned how to make AI, who was cheating on his parents and lover in his room at night.
While kissing, he kept saying "like" in his ear.
He didn't remember how many times he did it, anyway, he used up all the half boxes in the cabinet.
When Qiu Zheyan woke up, he saw that it was snowing outside the window.
Zhuang Hanxue was sitting by the bed, naked, with his back turned to him, with crimson hickey marks on his fair back.
Only then did Qiu Zheyan feel a little embarrassed, he had tormented Zhuang Hanxue too much yesterday, he sat up, and saw Zhuang Hanxue seemed to be holding something to read.
"What are you looking at..." Qiu Zheyan approached and was stunned when he saw that Zhuang Hanxue was holding a photo.
It's a picture of him and his ex-boyfriend.
The author has something to say: This book does not have children, and Xiaozhuang does not.
Alas, it is better to write BG than to be chased and scolded by people to sketch a child. It is too difficult for me to sketch a child after not having a child.