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When he woke up in the morning, Shinobu turned over quickly with some embarrassment.

At some point, Inoue actually slept beside her, with her face only a few centimeters away from her.

"Good morning..." The person behind seemed to realize that he had woken up and moved a little.

"Hmm..." There was a strange smell floating in the air.He had never shared a bed with a man other than Yong, and his body suddenly changed from relaxed to tense, and Shinobu's heartbeat continued to intensify.

"What should I do, ah——I still want to sleep..." Inoue yawned, and could not bear to feel that there was a leg hanging on his own under the quilt.

"Hey, let go..." While struggling, his waist was hugged suddenly, and there was a hot panting from the base of his neck.

"Just woke up, just be honest for a while, ah—" There was no further move, Inoue just hugged his waist, struggled a few times and gave up.

"Don't you think it's weird... sleeping like this?" Shinobu murmured softly.

"What's strange, they are all men." The two lay peacefully under the quilt, and Inoue's breathing was very light.

Warm and firm arms, just holding them makes people feel at ease.Maybe it's because I haven't had this kind of quiet hug for a long time, and because of Yong's sudden change in myself, the nostalgia for this kind of hug makes my nose sore.

"Takatsuki."

"Ah."

"Last night, you said that," Inoue opened his eyes, looking at the alluring pinnae in front of him, "remember?"

"what?"

"If I like someone."

"so what?"

"I do like someone. It's been a while. Besides, it's still someone I can't like." The hand holding Shinobu tightened a lot suddenly.

"Hey..."

"Sorry..." Inoue let go of his hand, his face was a little unnatural, and he sat up and rubbed his messy hair, "Let's get up."

"Yeah." Shinobu rubbed his eyes.

"Here," Inoue handed Shinobu a bag, which contained a checkered short-sleeved shirt, "wear this."

"what?"

"I liked it when I saw it in Shibuya, and I bought one for you, and," Inoue pointed at his neck, smirking, "You are not just 'meeting a lover', it's as simple as that ?”

"So, what the hell is this?" Shinobu put down his cup and looked at Inoue angrily.

Being punctured by Inoue, Shinobu's chest was completely red, and he didn't say a word from the time he got up to the time he left the hotel.

"I told you all about it. When I saw it, I liked it very much. I 'also' bought one for you." With his mouth full of vegetable salad, Inoue still did not forget to emphasize.

The two girls sitting next to each other snickered and cast excited glances here and there from time to time.

"Then you don't need to buy two that are exactly the same! We are already regarded as a couple..." Not wanting to attract more eyes, I suppressed my voice forcefully.

"Isn't it very good, come on, ah——" Picking up a piece of meat pie with chopsticks, Inoue smiled at Shinobi.

"Enough is enough!" Pushing away Inoue's hand, Shinobu turned his head to look at the clouds outside the window.

【"Leave it to me with peace of mind, I have arranged everything...Takatsuki will stay with me..."】

Although the original intention was to refuse, Inoue returned to Japan with great difficulty, and he had already been left behind once, which was unreasonable both emotionally and rationally, so Shinobu had no choice but to follow him on the plane.

"Tell me about your lover." Inoue wiped his hands and put away the lunch box.

"have nothing to say."

"What kind of man is he, I'm curious."

"..." Shinobu didn't look back.Although he also guessed that Inoue probably knew that he was dating a man, Shinobu was a little surprised when he was pointed out.

"That problem is not accidental, there must be something between you."

"Do you know what's the most annoying thing about you?" The sun penetrated the clouds recklessly, and you could feel the heat even more while sitting by the window, as if you were showing off your powerful power to warm everything.

"Then tell me, whether it's your story or what I hate about you," Inoue smiled and supported his head, "I will listen with all my ears."

Yong called Zecheng to meet at home.At 08:30 in the evening, the knock on the door sounded on time.

"...Good evening." Zecheng's expression was gray, as if in a gloomy afternoon in a small town.

"Come in, I'm ready." Yong smiled and patted Zecheng's shoulder.

When he walked into the inner room, Zecheng couldn't keep his mouth shut in surprise—one big box had already been packed, the other was half open, and the room was unnaturally clean.

"I rarely cook, today you took advantage of me." Only then did I notice that there was a table full of beers on the small coffee table, with a few beers next to it.Zecheng lowered his head, unable to say a word.

"Stop standing, sit down." With a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, Yong brought out another dish.

"Do you want to go..."

"Sit down, haven't we had a good drink in a few days?"

"Because of my business, do you want to leave?!" Zecheng put his fist on his forehead and began to cry.

"It has nothing to do with you, no, it's not completely irrelevant." Yong moved Zecheng to the coffee table and gave him some tissues.

"I'm sorry, I..." Zecheng covered his face, Yong didn't say anything, just patted Zecheng's shoulder like comforting a child.

The dish was cold.With tears still in the corners of Zecheng's eyes, Yong opened a bottle of wine and handed it over. Seeing that there was no response, he tapped Zecheng's hand with the bottom of the bottle.

"You remember that child that day." Yong opened another bottle for himself, with some unconcealable pride in his eyes.

Ze Cheng took a sip of his wine and nodded.

"That child is my lover, although he is already a former lover." Yong squeezed the bottle and did not drink, "It's a bit hypocritical to say it, but I don't like men, but I only like that child."

"Then why did you treat him like that last time?" Zecheng raised his face, Yongzheng smiled wryly.

"The difference between me and that child is almost 20 years. Speaking of it, it is enough to be his father." Yong scratched his hair and lit a cigarette, "But he still worked hard, kept working hard, and said that he wanted me to fall in love with him." .That kid is really great, and he does what he says, and I won’t even be convinced.”

"Since we are in love, why..."

"You know, I've been divorced once, and I probably know everything about life, but that guy is different." Yong leaned against the wall, smiling with his face up, "His life has just begun, and there are still good things to do." There is a long way to go, and there are still many dreams to dream."

"Shouldn't we be conscious when we're together?"

"In the world, what is certain?" Yong extinguished the cigarette, and the circles of his eyes turned red.

"I think he must be willing, even if I am much older than him, I was already an old man when he was middle-aged. It is no problem to take care of me in life and stay by my side, but that guy Much stronger than I imagined. But..."

Yong laughed, crying while laughing, that laughter made Zecheng feel hopeless.

"But the person he has been taking care of, in the end, he doesn't even know who he is. What kind of cruelty is it to him?"