together for a moment

Zhao Yimu half dragged Nick back to the hotel.Wrung out a towel to wipe his face, squeezed toothpaste to coax him to brush his teeth, after a lot of tossing, Nick touched the bed and fell into a deep sleep, Zhao Yimu lay down beside him, he was indeed exhausted after playing all day, but now he looks like An overactive child who can't sleep with his eyes open in the dark.

He was thinking about what happened tonight.

Homosexuality is not news. Nowadays, people's customs are open, and many countries can get married and get a certificate to obtain identity.But it happens that he doesn’t have such a couple by his side. At most, he occasionally hears who is a crook among his college classmates, or who goes to a gay bar among his colleagues. It’s as far away as listening to celebrity gossip news. His personality is not to be nosy , For this kind of gossip, I always listen to it, even if I never worry about it.

Zhao Yimu has never thought about same-sex love, never thought about what it feels like to kiss a boy After kissing... what's next?

Thanks to the soap operas that his mother watched every day, he scribbled to equate the number 0 and sissy in male love, and all the freaks in the gym who looked at the mirror with a smile and admired their muscle lines were all number 1.People are all like this, full of discrimination and misunderstanding against non-me ethnic groups.

In his cognition that he doesn't know the truth, homosexuality is born, is it the same for Nick?

Nick's sleeping posture is very obedient, and his smooth and even breathing is amplified in the quiet night. The chaotic thoughts flying in his head gradually settle down with the rhythm of each sound. Many things happened today, beautiful, happy, amazing It's scary, scary, and more exciting than his previous month's life.

Tired, he thought, gotta get some sleep.

The last thought before going to bed is to forget to call Xiaopei tonight,

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Zhao Yimu didn't sleep soundly that night. He felt that the people next to him were coming to keep him warm, and he also vaguely heard the barking of wild dogs outside the window, as well as the sound of motorcycles whizzing by. Then he took advantage of the opportunity to make a motorcycle-related Dream.

In the dream, Anuj drove him and Nick on a crazily-traveled road, shouting desperately while riding, the surrounding scenery passed by quickly, and he couldn't see anything clearly. In the confusion, he saw Nick holding Anuj's waist, and the dream He wanted to say indignantly: Then he wants to hug Nick's waist. Zhao Yimu actually noticed that Nick's waist is strong and thin, with shallow muscle lines on the smooth skin. How does it feel in the palm?

Knowing vaguely that this was a dream, he approached Nick unscrupulously, holding the slender body, which felt more real than he imagined, undulating, warm and firm, with the fragrance of chamomile kneading the smell of a young carcass , with the breath rushing into his heart and lungs, rushing in the blood.

Throughout the night, his dreams followed one after another, and the scenes changed again and again. He wanted to wake up several times but fell into it again. He felt like he had been dreaming for a long time and was very tired. When he finally opened his eyes, it was already daylight, and his body seemed to have slept. The mummy, who had just awakened for a thousand years, was dull and heavy. He rolled his eyes and found Nick sitting in a corner of the room, watching over a smoking steel pot.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yimu was startled by his hoarse voice before he opened his mouth. He coughed a few times to clear his throat, but it was useless, and the sound quality was still like broken copper. "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon, wait a minute, I'll make some hot soup to drink with you." Nick poured soup dumpling powder into the pot, threw vegetables, and cracked two eggs.

"Where did you get these things?" Zhao Yimu sat up, feeling a little top-heavy.

"The travel pot and soup dumpling powder are carried with me. I asked the boss Lu Bantian to buy the ingredients for me in the morning." Nick took a spoon and stirred into the pot, and the fragrance filled the whole room. "I drank too much yesterday. , You didn’t seem to sleep well last night, let’s have something light for lunch today.” Nick focused on looking at the pot, his tone was very flat, but he hesitated a little when he said “last night”.

last night?He slowly recalled those dreams last night with swaying lights and shadows and interlaced pictures, in which the wind was howling, and he was flying in the wind with a thin but warm body in his arms.

"Did I disturb you last night?" Zhao Yimu asked, his heart beating suddenly.

Hearing this, Nick raised his head to look at him and then looked away. The soup in the pot was boiling, and he said after a while, "You didn't sleep well last night, you had a stuffy nose and a cough, did you have a cold?"

In this way, Zhao Yimu really felt tired and limp all over. He hadn't played so crazy for a long time. He was already a post-adolescent person who sat in the office for a long time, and he couldn't stand it all at once.Zhao Yimu said with a smile: "Even if you have a cold, it's enough to sleep for so long, drink some hot soup, and you'll be fine if you rest early today."

Nick shared the cooked soup with him, took out the scones he bought in the morning, and the two of them broke and ate. The midday sun cast a light on the floor, and the dust floated in the golden light. It was quiet, not like traveling, Like living a normal life.

"Thank you yesterday, don't meet that bastard Anuj again," Nick seemed unable to calm down, and said with glaring eyebrows and fists and feet, "Otherwise I'll kick him to death!"

"Where did your usual vigilance go? You can't drink with such a poor capacity for alcohol. If I'm later, you won't just be kissed a few times..." Zhao Yimu was in the middle of talking, and the picture he saw when he broke in yesterday jumped. Into his mind, he paused, unable to continue.

"I usually don't get drunk even when I go to parties, and when I meet this kind of overbearing man, I just punch him directly." Nick sighed and wailed in embarrassment: "Oh, I've seen all the embarrassment."

After listening to the whole passage, Zhao Yimu was even more sure that Nick didn't care that the other party was a man, what he cared about was being raped.

Zhao Yimu lowered his head and stirred the hot soup in the bowl, and the vegetables and egg flower turned around. He wanted to ask Nick if he was gay, but is this an appropriate question involving personal privacy? Would Nick care?The point is, so what if he's gay?So what if you're not gay?

Based on etiquette and the principle of not being gossipy, Zhao Yimu swallowed the problem and hot soup with his head up.

"What are your plans for today?" Nick began to tidy up the table.

"Today, let's see if there are any attractions nearby, and then find a restaurant with good reception or wifi. I'll use my laptop to check if there's anything I need to deal with." He didn't have anything to do all day yesterday. Turn on the computer, afraid of delaying work.

"Okay, then go to Agra Fort to see the place where Shah Jahan was imprisoned in his later years, and then find a shop to hide, ah, I like doing nothing while traveling the most." Nick stood by the window to pack his things, and the sun shone brightly on him The whole body shines.

He's back to being a sunny boy again, Zhao Yimu thought.

After eating, they set off to Agra Fort. Most of the Agra Fort is built of red bricks like the Red Fort in New Delhi. It only has a white Dali terrace like the Taj Mahal. At the corner of the terrace is a beautifully constructed octagonal pavilion. , I heard that Shah Jahan was imprisoned here by his son in his later years. Every day he looked at the Taj Mahal from the octagonal pavilion and missed his beloved wife.

Too much love is bitter after all. Zhao Yimu stood in the octagonal pavilion overlooking the Taj Mahal. He couldn't understand Sha Jahan's obsession, but he was a little envious of Sha Jahan's obsession. He had never been obsessed with anyone.

After visiting the Agra Fort, they found a stylish coffee shop. The owner is from Canada. He fell in love with this place when he traveled to India 10 years ago, and set down roots here to open a coffee shop.Zhao Yimu is unbelievable, what is falling in love with here?Dirty?poverty?Or the streets full of cows?

Zhao Yimu didn't bring a briefcase today, because the all-black leather bag didn't match his sky-blue jacket, and the computer was bundled with cloth and put in Nick's backpack. Nick gave him the computer first, and then took out another book.

Zhao Yimu caught a glimpse of the title of the book, it was called "Deep River".

Zhao Yimu concentrated on using the computer throughout the afternoon, Nick read quietly, the coffee was fragrant in front of them, time was traced by the sun, and in the evening, the setting sun slanted into the store, Zhao Yimu twisted his waist and neck when he was tired of reading the computer, By the way, I glanced at Nick who was tilting his head and buried his head in the book. Nick sensed his gaze, raised his head and smiled slightly, without saying a word, Zhao Yimu also smiled, the sun probably shone into his heart, his whole chest All warm.

They sat from evening to night, too lazy to find a place to eat. Fortunately, this coffee shop provides pasta and pizza, so they simply settle their dinner here.The aroma of coffee in the store is replaced by the aroma of food during dinner time. There are more and more diners, all of whom are foreign tourists. When the meal is coming to an end, the boss puts a small gingerbread house on each table. He said: "Merry Chirstmas!"

Zhao Yimu and Nick suddenly realized that today is December 12th, Christmas Eve!

The boss held a glass of red wine and toasted everyone present, "Today should be a day to reunite with family members, but because of fate, let us gather together to share this important moment at this moment, please give a hug to those around you and express your blessings and thanks."

Without further ado, Nick immediately leaned over to embrace Zhao Yimu and gave him a hug. He was warm and not embarrassed. He followed the instructions of the boss to offer his thanks and blessings: "Thank you brother Owen for saving me last night. If there is a chance, I will definitely repay you. I wish you an early completion of your mission and a safe return to China.”

"I hope you won't meet bad people again, don't drink too much." Zhao Yimu smiled and patted him on the back.

"Hey, listen to that, like my mother." Nick let go of him, shaking his head in admiration.

Zhao Yimu wanted to read him a few more words to tease him, but unfortunately the phone rang at this moment, and it was Xiaopei calling.

He got up and walked to a quieter place in front of the store before pressing the call.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Pei asked immediately.

"We just finished eating here, how about you?" Zhao Yimu leaned on the door frame to talk on the phone, but looked inside. Nick was taking out his harmonica, playing it briskly to add to the fun of the audience, standing far away Can feel joy.

"It's almost midnight here, and we're going to sleep later. There's no activity on your side this Christmas Eve?" Xiaopei asked.

"No activities, just a meal." He didn't tell Xiaopei about his visit to Agra, and he doesn't bother to explain now. The atmosphere in the restaurant is high, and the audience keeps time with Nick's playing, so he can't concentrate on talking on the phone.

"Before you know it, you've been there for two weeks. Do you miss me?" Xiao Pei asked.

"Ah?" Zhao Yimu didn't hear clearly.

"I asked if you miss me?" Xiaopei asked him in an almost coquettish and aggrieved tone.

"..." Zhao Yimu suddenly withdrew his gaze, looked down at his own toes, and chuckled lightly: "What's the matter? Asking this all of a sudden?"

"The road today is full of couples, accompanied by two..." Xiao Pei sounded a little lonely.

"It's like this during the holidays. I'll take you to a restaurant to eat delicious food when I get back. Go to sleep obediently, good night."

They chatted for a few more words before ending the call. Zhao Yimu stood in a daze. He couldn't answer Xiao Pei's question just now. He hadn't thought about Xiao Pei these days, whether it was when he saw the beautiful scenery, when he meditated before going to bed, or when he was drinking and having fun. At that time, I didn't think of her.

Zhao Yimu found that he was so happy to play in a foreign land that he couldn't think of leaving.

The hustle and bustle in the restaurant subsided, and Nick finally ended with an Amazing Grace (Amazing Grace). Those present listened to the melodious music and smiled, grateful for the quiet time.

On the way back to the hotel, the wind was cold and clear. I heard that there was a cold snap this morning. After nightfall, the temperature dropped like a slide. The cold wind seemed to blow through the skin to the heart. The two of them were still shivering with their coats and scarves tied. The same method was used in all situations──using a small jog to generate self-heating energy and marching towards the hotel.

After the meal, the restaurant provided fennel seeds and mint leaves to clear the guests' breath. The coolness hadn't passed in their throats yet. Now that they were running and inhaled the cold wind, it didn't take long for Zhao Yimu's delicate throat to protest.

Cough, cough, cough, a series of coughs forced him to stop.

"What's the matter?" Nick also stopped and turned to ask him.

Zhao Yimu waved his hand, he wanted to say it's okay, I just take it easy, but the intense coughing didn't even have room to take a breath, and he couldn't speak at all.

Zhao Yimu squatted down clutching his chest, telling himself to take it easy, but things backfired, he coughed and panted more and more, hissing breathing sounded like a drowning person, and the oxygen was excluded by the constricted trachea.

"What's wrong with you? Don't, don't scare me!" Nick squatted down to the same height as him, patted his back, his face full of tension.

"Qi...qi... panting" Zhao Yimu couldn't speak, and tried his best to spit out a few words: "medicine... hotel..."

Nick organized the key points from the broken words: "You have asthma? The medicine is in the hotel? Damn, why don't you bring the medicine with you if you have asthma?" He squatted in front of Zhao Yimu and shouted: "Come up quickly! I'll carry you back. "

This is not the time to be a hero, Zhao Yimu immediately leaned on his back, and just as soon as Nick stood up, he ran wildly, at a very fast speed, and scolded as he ran: "I said that if I want to be rewarded, I will provide it immediately." Opportunity? You fucking support me!"

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