The drowsy consciousness gradually woke up, and there was a warm touch on the face, which was a little itchy. Fang Musen subconsciously turned his head to hide, unable to dodge, couldn't help frowning.
“Cheese, don’t lick…”
"Meow~!"
The cat whose name was named uttered in a distant place, with a bit of dissatisfaction at being wrongly blamed.
Fang Musen reluctantly opened his eyes. He didn't have time to think about why the cat was so far away. He just habitually wanted to get up to feed the cat. His vision was a little blurry. Because he didn't wear glasses, he had to squint his eyes slightly to see.
But no matter how short-sighted he is, it is impossible for him not to see the thing that is much bigger than a cat beside him—Fang Musen sat up suddenly from the bed: "You...!"
He got up too hard, and there was a sharp dizzy pain on his forehead, Fang Musen had to raise his hand to hold his forehead, and his back and shoulders were already supported by his hands.
"careful."
Fang Musen frowned and survived the dull pain, exhaled in a low voice without looking up.
"Why are you here?"
The person who entered the door was not conscious at all, and his tone was harmless and innocent: "You were drunk last night, I sent you back."
Fang Musen touched his phone and took a look. It was already seven o'clock in the morning.
His forehead was still hurting, with the discomfort of being drunk, his body was uncomfortable, and his tone was not very polite.
"Then there's no need to wait until now, right?"
Geng Zhi paused, as if stabbed by him.
Fang Musen managed to suppress the nausea after drinking, and was about to speak again, but heard Geng Zhi whisper.
"I miss you."
Fang Musen: "..."
There is a big difference between unintentional and intentional hitting a straight ball. The former is sexual harassment, and the latter is a high-power vacuum bomb, whose effectiveness is comparable to nuclear weapons.
"I know I should go, I want to see you a few more times, and it's now." Geng Zhi admitted his mistake honestly.
Fang Musen rubbed his forehead, not really wanting to talk.
He can't remember what happened last night. Fang Musen has this problem. He will break up when he gets drunk, and he can't remember anything when he wakes up the next day. When he first came to Taizhou, he was drunk for the first time. His expression is still a little subtle.
Later Fang Musen seldom got drunk.
Geng Zhi didn't leave right away, he brought the prepared breakfast to the dining room, Fang Musen got up only to find that the other party had even added the cat's food and water.
Surprisingly skilled.
Today is Saturday and he doesn't have to go to work, but Fang Musen still goes to the company to deal with some affairs habitually. He doesn't want to waste any more time, so he didn't say anything more to the other party, and went directly to wash up.
After drinking alcohol last night, Fang Musen originally planned to take a shower, but he was very refreshed and did not smell of alcohol, and he was still wearing his pajamas when he woke up.
I also know that cats don't know how to change pajamas.
Fang Musen had a headache and didn't want to think about it, but when he took off his pajamas and saw the marks on his body, he couldn't help but twitch his forehead.
The fingerprints on the lower abdomen and the pinch marks on the side of the waist seemed to deliberately show how slender the fingers of the person who applied the force were, and they were completely printed on the slightly pale skin.
I can see clearly even without glasses.
Fang Musen walked out after washing, looked at Geng Zhi in the restaurant, and frowned.
"What did you do last night?"
Seeing that the person had already changed his clothes, Geng Zhi naturally understood what was going on, and explained: "I didn't do anything, just like last time at the hotel, I helped out."
He also raised his hands to show his innocence: "There is nothing else."
Fang Musen: "..."
The hotel refers to the one night in the hotel during the blind date. Fang Musen really didn't want to recall that time, he was kissed there that day... and his lip was bitten, which made him have to ask for leave the next day and not see anyone.
Fang Musen also didn't want to recall what happened last night. Geng Zhi wouldn't lie to him, if he said he didn't do it, he definitely didn't do it, but the word "help" is definitely not a good thing.
He directly and politely issued the eviction order.
"I'll go out later, please come back, Mr. Geng."
Geng Zhi looked at him and said, "Then you have a good rest."
After speaking, I really want to leave.
After so many years, Geng Zhi has also changed, and his attitude makes it impossible to criticize him.
When Geng Zhi left, the cat eating canned food heard the movement, licked the tip of its nose, and silently followed on the soft pad.
Walking to the door, Geng Zhi looked down and saw the white cat following, and the cat was also looking up at him.
Geng Zhi squatted down on one knee, reached out and touched the cat's back fur, his long fingers sank into the soft white fur, the cat purred a few times comfortably, and stretched lazily with its front paws scratching the ground. waist.
Fang Musen looked at it, a little surprised, he didn't recognize it
Mao Mao and Geng Zhi haven't spent much time together, but they seem to be very familiar with each other. The last time the cat ran out without closing the door properly, it was also Geng Zhi who found it.
He was thinking about when this person and cat became familiar, when he heard Geng Zhi ask, "Is it called Cheese?"
Fang Musen's heart skipped a beat.
Geng Zhi said, "I heard you call it that when you just woke up in the morning."
Fang Musen: "..."
Geng Zhi's tone couldn't tell whether he had discovered it or not, but Fang Musen didn't want to talk to the other party at all. He immediately wanted to reach out to close the door, but the cat was standing at the door with half of his body leaning out, so he couldn't close it directly.
Geng Zhi didn't ask any more questions, seeing that he left quietly without answering, turned around and opened the opposite door.
Fang Musen saw that the hand that was about to close the door stopped, and his expression was a little strange.
"Didn't you move away?"
Geng Zhi looked back at him.
"People came to see the house and said they want to buy it." Fang Musen didn't show any expression.
Geng Zhi stopped opening the door and said, "The designer who decorated this room is my friend. He has a client who ordered the same type of apartment."
"A few days ago I went out on business, and there was no one at home, so I asked them to come over to see the actual effect."
His speaking speed was getting slower and slower, Geng Zhi stared at Fang Musen with a bit of disbelief in his expression.
"You... were you in a bad mood and drunk yesterday because you thought I moved away?"
Fang Musen didn't answer him a word, bent down to pick up the cat and was about to close the door. A second before the door was closed, a hand came in and got stuck on the door frame, and it was pinched hard. The muffled sound was painful.
Fang Musen let go of the handle subconsciously: "Are you crazy?! Your hand..."
Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by the owner of that hand.
"Komori."
The cat jumped out of his arms and left. The embrace was seamless, and the strength was so strong that it seemed to melt into the flesh and blood of the person.
"Komori..."
The low, hoarse voice was almost unrecognizable, repeating it over and over again stubbornly.
"Komori, I really miss you."
Fang Musen's vision turned white, the wings of his nose fluttered rapidly, and the tips of his teeth were biting sourly.
The warm embrace, the familiar breath, the indelible things that grow into the flesh and blood, the unforgettable and irreversible body memory.
"let me go."
He didn't know how much effort he had to maintain the stability of his voice, maintaining the crumbling hard shell.
"Let go of me, Geng Zhi."
The other party didn't follow suit, only a very low voice said in his ear.
"You kissed me yesterday."
"... what?" Fang Musen thought he had heard wrong.
Geng Zhi whispered, but said clearly: "You were drunk yesterday, I will send you back, you kiss me yourself, you must kiss me, if you kiss me, you will resist me."
Fang Musen: "..."
Geng Zhi still dared to continue: "I will help you, you will soon..."
"enough!"
Fang Musen's breath was short, and his eyes had already begun to darken.
Instead, Geng Zhi lowered his voice: "I just want to help and make you feel better."
"I don't want to upset you, Komori," he said in a muffled voice, repeating what he said before. "I won't do what you don't like."
So twice, when I ran into Fang Musen twice because he reacted, Geng Zhi just helped with hands and kisses, and never solved himself.
Only for Fang Musen.
"I also know you don't need to listen, but I still want to tell you..."
Geng Zhi embraces the person, like holding a treasure that has been lost for too long.
No amount of time is enough.
"I like you."
"I love you, always have."
Words fell to the ground with force.
The most important thing is "I love you".
Fang Musen's vision had already been blurred, his eyelashes were stained, and he was too heavy to lift. His jaw began to tremble uncontrollably, and he could only squeeze out the sound of words by gritting his teeth.
"I don't like you... get out!"
His words were too harsh, but his voice was trembling, and he couldn't express a tenth of the original determination. Geng Zhi helped the person run along the back, touching the soft auricle with the tip of his nose to cool down there.
The other hand touched something even hotter.
"But you reacted."
The body is too honest to hide, and it becomes two extremes with the words spoken.
He is obviously a person who is extremely calm and self-sustaining, yet he is so sensitive.
Kissing will be hard, ears will be red when hearing reluctance, and reaction will be when hearing liking.
It's not that Geng Zhi didn't think about letting go, he thought about not bothering him again and again, but now, how can people be willing to let go.
How to stop liking
"Stay... um!"
After Fang Musen was exposed by a sentence, he began to struggle, trying to push the opponent away, but he made a careless movement, but he could only hit himself harder, rubbing against the warm palm, and his legs softened at once.
The memory is so deep that it only needs a familiar body temperature to wake it up. It doesn't even take a few moves, let alone any skills.
"Geng..."
"Komori."
"Yaoer."
Geng Zhi called him again, his hoarse voice made people feel hot. Fang Musen couldn't bear the other party calling him in the past, and after ten years, he still had no progress.
He was pushed against the wall and pressed into someone's arms, his legs were so sore that he could hardly stand up, and he had to listen to someone's explanation.
"You kept trying to rub me yesterday. If I stay away from you, you will cry and watch me cry."
The swollen lower abdomen was slightly sore, and soon turned into a numb pain almost. The electric current spread from the heart all the way to the fingertips, sparking sparks in every blood vessel.
"I don't want you to cry."
The reason for the high-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-sounding-to-the-sentence-sentence-less-sentence-sentence-sense-sensitivity was finally melted away by the body, unable to be contained, and completely melted away.
Fang Musen has never been a person with heavy desires. During his adolescence, his peers played wildly and ran around every day to vent their excess energy. He just sat quietly and read a book. As an adult, he has a heavy workload and has no time to be distracted.
However, time and time again, he lost to the same person.
Lost to an insignificant kiss, a word of like.
The youthful reaction developed by himself many years ago, he even knows his body better than himself. The tightly pursed lower lip was almost bright red, but he still couldn't hold back the voice he wanted to hide, and let out a broken nasal sound.
"Woo..."
The breathing by the ear became heavier immediately, only the movements were gentle. A light kiss landed on the side of the neck, the slightly pointed canines held the slightly cool earlobes, and the sensitive and ticklish ears were tortured carefully, making people shrink into a ball, hard to resist, and forced to make a stronger nasal sound.
Obviously just said "I don't want you to cry",
… fraud.