Xifu Begonia

"Xia Fei." Zhang Qingkai just called out this name, and his heartbeat began to speed up unstoppably, "Xia Fei, are you willing to give me this chance? Stay with me, be my boyfriend, and be Zhang Qingkai's lover."

Xia Fei opened his mouth in vain, and the throbbing in his chest severely suppressed him.

Zhang Qingkai bit Xia Fei's shoulder lightly, the strength gradually deepened, leaving shallow tooth marks.

Xia Fei held Zhang Qingkai's head, the two stared at each other for so long that people almost forgot to breathe.

"I am willing." Xia Fei's nose was bruised and his face was swollen and pitiful, "I have liked you since I was a child, Zhang Qingkai, you must know that I only like you."

Zhang Qingkai leaned forward, afraid of hurting Xia Fei, he could only lick the corner of his other lip like a big dog.

"Do you like it?" He panted heavily, the excitement swelling in his heart was clearly visible, "Do you like this, Xia Fei?"

Xia Fei nodded frankly, he entangled Zhang Qingkai's mouth, frowned and asked: "Have you grown taller again, I see your neck hurts when you lift it now."

Zhang Qingkai laughed softly, he squatted down, wrapped his hands around Xia Fei's legs, and hugged Xia Fei.

"This way you are tall too." Zhang Qingkai raised his head and weighed it.

Xia Fei pressed his back against the wall, he stared at the handsome face of the man under him, and kissed him regardless.

And Zhang Qingkai waited for this intimacy for two lifetimes.

"Zhang Qingkai, Zhang Qingkai!" Xia Fei struggled to hold his umbrella, and shouted against the flow of people to Zhang Qingkai who was standing under the shopkeeper.

Zhang Qingkai caught Xia Fei's voice in the sound of the heavy rain. He saw Xia Fei was staggered by someone, and rushed out of the canteen impatiently.

"Why did you come down?" Zhang Qingkai came to Xia Fei's side and yelled these words unwillingly, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, took the umbrella into his hand, and propped most of it on Xia Fei's head.

Xia Fei was drenched all over while holding the umbrella. He brushed his hair, rubbed Zhang Qingkai's clothes on his face, and asked, "Where's the roast chicken?"

Zhang Qingkai stretched out his big hand and rubbed Xia Fei's head: "It's hot in the pocket, go up and eat."

"Go over with an umbrella." Xia Fei touched Zhang Qingkai's bag, "I'm wet anyway."

"Where are you touching?" Zhang Qingkai looked back with a smile, no one paid attention to them, "Xia Fei, don't take this opportunity to eat my tofu."

Xia Fei withdrew his hand, and honestly stopped moving, but asked, "Can't I touch it?"

Zhang Qingkai raised his head to look at the sky, but the sky was covered by an umbrella. He looked down again, and the raindrops fell down and splashed like beans.

"I can touch..." Zhang Qingkai said in a low voice.

Xia Fei: "Why are you blushing?"

Zhang Qingkai took a deep breath, and then laughed helplessly, with a smile in his voice: "No face and no skin."

Before the two of them had time to dry themselves with paper, the class bell rang. The head teacher walked into the classroom and said, "It's raining outside, and the physical education class is..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a howl in the classroom.

Xia Fei raised his head and let Zhang Qingkai wipe the water on his neck: "If the weather is good, what excuse should the teacher find?"

Zhang Qingkai put the wet paper in the garbage bag, and took out another one: "The sun is too poisonous, I'm afraid you will suffer from heat stroke, so change the physical education class to self-study."

"What about cloudy days?"

"The wind is too cold. Senior high school students can't help blowing it, and they will catch a cold. Just wait for the self-study in the classroom and forget it."

The classmate who had been sitting in front and listening to their conversation silently turned his head and gave Zhang Qingkai a thumbs up.

Xia Fei kicked his stool: "Turn around! Teacher, look here!"

The front desk was shocked, and he turned back obediently, only to find that the teacher had already walked out of the classroom, and he raised his middle finger to Xia Fei with his hands facing back.

The rain kept falling, showing no signs of abating. All the windows in the classroom were closed, and the raindrops hit the glass, making people irritable.

Xia Fei finished a paper quickly, and when he raised his head, his head was a little dizzy.

With a sweep of his gaze, all the heads in front of him were lowered, and even Zhang Qingkai beside him was seriously writing something on the paper.

Xia Fei felt depressed for no reason.

He gently put the pen on the table, lifted a little bit of the curtain, leaned against the wall and looked at the gray area outside. There was a thin layer of fog on the window glass, and he stretched out his hand to write.

After finishing writing, he found out that he wrote "Zhang Qingkai".

The curtains were opened more than half again, Zhang Qingkai posted up and asked, "What are you doing?" He caught sight of the writing on the window, and he stretched out his hand, and wrote "Xia Fei" next to his name.

Zhang Qingkai put his head on Xia Fei's shoulder and said, "Don't leave me alone."

Xia Fei closed his eyes, feeling the chill of being cut off from the window: "Zhang Qingkai, listen."

Zhang Qingkai moved: "Listen to what?"

Xia Fei sniffed: "Why does the cry of the rain sound so much like crying?"

Zhang Qingkai felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, and he said very slowly: "They are just very worried and frightened, falling from such a high place, their own bodies will be smashed into disrepair."

Xia Fei turned his head to look at Zhang Qingkai.

"They all think that they have become lonely, but in fact, in the end they will join together again, turning into small puddles, turning into small streams, and even turning into rivers and turning into oceans."

Xia Fei asked: "What if you are unlucky and end up in a stinking ditch?"

"That's fine." Zhang Qingkai gently rubbed Xia Fei's waist, "At least they will never be alone."

The closer the college entrance examination was, the more sleepy Xia Fei became. Zhang Qingkai saw that he was so sleepy in class every day, so he brought a small blanket from home and put it in a drawer, and put it on Xia Fei when he fell asleep.

At noon that day, Zhang Qingkai opened the thermos, took out a bowl of mung bean porridge that was still cold, and put it in front of Xia Fei's desk: "Come, have a bowl of love porridge."

Xia Fei held the bowl in both hands, looked at him energetically, and asked, "Zhang Qingkai, where do you want to take the exam?"

Zhang Qingkai took a mouthful of rice: "I'm free to run with you."

"I want to go to the University of Medical Sciences." Xia Fei lowered his head, the dark circles on both sides of his eyes were particularly obvious on his white and tender face, "Do you want to too?"

Looking at Xia Fei's haggard face, Zhang Qingkai didn't react.

Xia Fei came back to his senses, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the classroom, he lay down and rested his head on Zhang Qingkai's lap. Zhang Qingkai stretched out his hand to cover Xia Fei's eyes, blocking the glare from the window.

"Xia Fei, I want to." Zhang Qingkai lowered his head, "I really want to."

Xia Fei moved Zhang Qingkai's hand to his lips, poked his palm lightly with the tip of his tongue, and stared at Zhang Qingkai firmly with his eyes open.

Zhang Qingkai blushed and complained, "You're really cool."

"It's no better than a gentleman like you." Xia Fei sat up and said, "From this week on, I won't go to my house to review on weekends, and go directly to school. Anyway, the college entrance examination is only a few weeks away."

Zhang Qingkai disagreed: "Why don't you go to my house, my house is close to the school."

"Why do you have to be at home?" Xia Fei glanced at him and said slowly, "Every time I'm at home, I don't do serious things."

Zhang Qingkai was so angry that his teeth itched.

The summer light in June made people feel depressed, and even the wind was hot. Zhang Qingkai pushed his bicycle and leaned against the big tree downstairs, holding a popsicle in his hand, for fear that it would melt.

Xia Fei went downstairs with only a stationery bag. Zhang Qingkai ran up and presented the contents in front of Xia Fei like a treasure: "Brother, lick the cold popsicle!"

Xia Fei took the popsicle with a smile, opened the bag, and was about to put it in his mouth when Zhang Qingkai, who was checking the two people's IDs, quickly interrupted him: "Don't eat it, don't eat it, what if you have diarrhea in the exam room later. "

Looking at the popsicle that was about to melt in his hand, Xia Fei said in surprise, "Just let me lick a few mouthfuls?"

"Just let you cool down." Zhang Qingkai kissed Xia Fei's cool lips, "After the exam, I'll buy you as much as you want."