together for a moment

Tang Qing's serious words were only those few words. She quickly collected her emotions and patted Zhao Yimu's hand on her shoulder. "Mom also hopes that you can be happy and find someone to grow old together." She turned her face and worked hard Give Zhao Yimu a smile: "I don't mean to blame you, it's because mom is too impatient. Go and rest, I'll go to the market and steam a fish for you at noon."

Zhao Yimu held Tang Qing's hand instead, feeling depressed. He would rather his mother scold him than see her forced smile.Tang Qing only thought that he felt uncomfortable after breaking up, and couldn't bear to be harsh, but he still had doubts in his heart: "Why did you two break up? Is she going to break up or you want to break up?"

"Yes... Both of us think it's inappropriate," Zhao Yimu told the truth about this part, "She is a very good girl, and we have worked hard towards getting married, but there is really no way."

"If you can't help it, you can't help it. I don't understand what you young people are thinking," Tang Qing stood up, went to the kitchen, took a vegetable basket, put on a coat and was about to go out, still muttering: "Everyone is going to get married It’s just that it’s not suitable, so tell me what kind of one is suitable for you?”

"Marriage is something that can't be forced..." Zhao Yimu replied weakly, then paused and said: "Mom, if I don't get married, wouldn't it be good to live with you?"

"Hey, what are you talking about! What if you don't get married?" Tang Qing scolded, suddenly turned his mind, stared at him and asked, "Are you worried about me? Afraid that I will move out after marriage and worry about my old woman alone? I will follow you Say it's okay..."

"No mom, Xiao Pei and I are really not suitable." Zhao Yimu was very helpless. It would be nice if someone could be easily blamed for love, but there is often no right or wrong, it's all about fate.

"Stop talking, I'll go to the market," Tang Qing walked to the door and said to him again: "Did Zong Pei's daughter-in-law give birth a while ago? I'll go to congratulate them someday, although you and Xiao Pei broke up , but it’s okay to be friends after such a long-term relationship, right?”

Tang Qing went out after finishing speaking, leaving Zhao Yimu full of melancholy. Does the last sentence that his mother said still have expectations for his reunion with Xiaopei?

Zhao Yimu usually doesn't have a big cigarette addiction, but now he really wants to puff one. He went to the room to get a cigarette and went to the balcony to lean on the balcony. While smoking, he habitually planned for the future in his mind. The matter should be handled cleanly without involving Nick or letting my mother have wrong expectations. I have to calm down and let things go step by step to minimize the damage.

"Isn't this the groom-to-be?" A familiar voice came from the side, which Zhao Yimu had heard since childhood, who else could it be if it wasn't Haozi next door?

"Isn't this a happy husband? Why, come to the balcony to smoke too?" Zhao Yimu smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to him across the balcony. The balconies of the two of them are very close, and they used to go to the balcony when they were young Copy homework.

Zhang Hao glanced at it, waved his hands cautiously and fearfully and said, "I quit a long time ago, don't give it to me, and Qiqi will see it later."

"It's amazing, quit if you say quit," Zhao Yimu looked him up and down, and asked, "Why don't you smoke and come to the balcony? Copy homework?"

"The sun is just right, I'll take the pillows out to dry." Zhang Hao put a few cotton pillows on the table and patted them with a bamboo stick.

"Have you been reborn after you got married?" Zhao Yimu said without mercy, "I remember you didn't pay much attention to hygiene, every time the quilt smelled."

"Hmph, you'll understand when you get married." Zhang Hao ignored his teasing and continued to do hygiene, "When two people are together, they just get used to each other and then change, and finally transform into a new combination."

"I'm not getting married for the time being. I broke up with Xiaopei a few days ago," Zhao Yimu looked up at Yun Duo and let out a puff of smoke.

"Oh." Zhang Hao was not surprised when he heard the words, he was busy with his work, and just glanced at him, "If I said that I didn't like you, would you want to beat me up?"

"How do you know that?" Zhao Yimu looked back at Zhang Hao and asked.

"I don't know, I see your interaction... How do you describe it? It's too peaceful," Zhang Hao leaned on the railing to sunbathe after finishing the pillow, "... Treat each other like guests! Yes, that's the word, you are not crazy about love Feel"

Zhao Yimu was amused when he heard it, "Ha, it sounds like you did something crazy for your daughter-in-law."

"It's just a description," Zhang Hao looked at him with hopeless eyes, "It can be something crazy that he did, or it can describe a state of mind." He smiled triumphantly, "A kind of The mentality that it doesn’t matter if you fight the world for the one you love.”

"You can say such things? You must be a fake man," Zhao Yimu was aroused by his words, and he didn't even feel the smoke burning in his hands. "Who are you desperately fighting with? What difficulties did you encounter in dating Qiqi?" ?"

"Yes, do you think it's easy for a relationship to blossom and bear fruit?" Zhang Hao said.

"How come?" Zhao Yimu didn't quite understand, "You unmarried men and women are about the same age and have no bad habits. What difficulties will you encounter?"

"Anyway, at the time, I had the mentality of marrying Qiqi even if everyone opposed it. Fortunately, the elders understood us in the end and there was no conflict." Zhang Hao said while stretching.

Zhao Yimu was a little curious about the difficulties Zhang Hao encountered, but it might involve his and Qiqi's privacy, so it's not easy to ask.He knelt down and poked the cigarette butt into the potting soil, thought for a while, then raised his head and asked Haozi, "Hey, if one day I face opposition from my family in pursuit of true love, will you stand by me?"

"Oh? There's something mysterious about this." Zhang Hao squinted his eyes and looked down at him, "I've heard a saying that people who are usually more serious will become crazy when they become crazy. To be honest, have you done something that is unreasonable? about?"

God forbid?

"Maybe." Zhao Yimu smiled jokingly.

Qiqi called Haozi's voice from inside the room, Haozi responded and was about to leave, before he left he half-jokingly said: "Let's be brothers, if you are kicked out of the house, you can come and live with me. Do you understand?"

"You said, I remember." Zhao Yimu smiled and nodded to Zhang Hao, and after he entered, he continued to lean on the railing to smoke another cigarette, and took out his mobile phone to swipe.

Open WeChat, the latest post in Moments is Nick’s post, a selfie without looking at the camera, Nick is smiling with his eyes downcast, the sun’s beams illuminate half of his face like diamonds, and his slender eyelashes are like a row of well-behaved eyes Little Brush, the corners of the mouth are raised, as if he is happy for something but hides the happiness in his heart, only willing to reveal a smile.

The photo is accompanied by text, which is written in eight simple words: You are the sunshine, give me strength.

The dozen or so comments below are all gossips asking who "you" are plus various speculations, some people wailed that another high-quality handsome guy was locked up, and some people asked to publish their girlfriend's photos. Nick let everyone play freely and did not reply to the message. Anyway, love is a secret between two people.

A simple and generous love story, a confession that only he can understand.

Looking at the phone screen, Zhao Yimu's heart warmed up, the corners of his mouth raised the same arc as Nick's, and his whole body felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter.When he was in India, he always felt that Nick was like a miniature sun, his smile was his light, as long as he was close to him, he could feel the warmth and brightness. Don't worry.

Now Nick says he is the sun instead?

The emotions that needed to use smoke to dissipate their worries instantly disappeared, Zhao Yimu thought, if Nick thinks he is the sun, then he must give Nick a piece of light.

He spent the time of a cigarette thinking about the next plan. He settled down for the first two weeks after the breakup. If there is nothing to do, he will mention the fact that he and Xiaopei will no longer get back together. He will find Nick to come over to play at home later. Let's have a meal together, talk about potted plants and cultivate some feelings, and then...

then what?

Is it possible that with all these paved, the mother can accept that her son loves a man?

There is no solution to this question. Zhao Yimu smoked another three, four or five cigarettes on the balcony and could not find the answer to the question. When Tang Qing came back and looked at the cigarette butts all over the floor, he only thought that he was in a bad mood after breaking up. He liked cooking all at noon eat dishes.Mother has always been like this, her mouth is very strict but she still loves her son in her heart.

As a result, Zhao Yimu couldn't make a good appointment with Nick during the weekend. Most people like to arrange house inspections during the holidays, so Nick's schedule for the two days on the [-]th is very full, and the part-time jobs of tutoring and radio are almost full. Finally, it was not easy. They could meet up on Sunday night, so they called Zhao Yimu for dinner.

Zhao Yimu stayed at home on the weekend doing ideological struggle, feeling bored, when he received Nick's message, he immediately escaped from the predicament of staring at Tang Qing at home, and drove to pick him up.

When Zhao Yimu leaned against the side of the car and saw Nick running from afar, with an undisguised happy smile on his face, thinking that the smile was because of himself, his heart moved for a moment, Zhao Yimu almost forgot to give a hug in the street, raised his arms, At the last second, it changed to a pat on Nick's shoulder.

"What's the matter?" Nick smiled and looked at his hands on his shoulders, and asked knowingly with an innocent face.

Zhao Yimu coughed twice, looked around and said in a low voice, "I almost hugged you just now."

"Oh, it's normal, it's called straight male discomfort," Nick held back a smile, and explained to him solemnly, "From the moment you decide to go out with your girlfriend, you have been deprived of cuddling with your lover on the street. s right."

Zhao Yimu was quite distressed when he heard that, he never thought that there would be such a problem.

"We don't live together, and we can't touch each other when we meet," he sighed helplessly as a pair of couples holding hands and hugging their waists passed by on the main road, "How do you live this day?"

Nick didn't answer him, and pretended to push him away to pull the car door, pinched Zhao Yimu's waist, and whispered in his ear: "Why don't you... go to my house for dinner?"

Of course it didn't end up being dinner.

As soon as Nick pushed the door open, Zhao Yimu pressed him against the wall and kissed him before he could turn on the light. Repression and longing are two sides of the same thing. The emotions that are suppressed and cannot be expressed outside accumulate into longing, and they pour out when they get home.His kiss was as frenzied as his heartbeat, Nick panted in the almost suffocating pleasure, and moaned/groaned from the root of his throat, which was a different kind of seduction in his ears.

The moonlight from outside the window slanted into the room, cutting off Nick's neck and collarbone not covered by the collar, and the slightly protruding blue veins crawled under the white and thin skin. Zhao Yimu sucked it up, feeling like a vampire. Perverted, he kissed, gnawed and licked, Nick lost the strength to push him away, raised his head, his eyes drifted, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you... quite serious... a person?"

"That's...before I met you..." Zhao Yimu took some time to loosen Nick's tie, and wanted to unbutton his shirt, but he didn't know whether it was because the light was too dim or his hands were too shaking, so he couldn't untie it left and right, so he just pulled it, The shirt was draped over his arms in a mess, the collarbone was exposed/exposed, and the shallow dimple was filled with moonlight. He lowered his head and took a sip reverently.

So fucking sweet.

When Nick was pushed down on the sofa, he still felt sorry for his shirt, gritted his teeth and accused the man who was pressing down on him, "Lawyer Zhao...you are a beast in clothes..."

"Huh?" Zhao Yimu raised his head to look at him, his eyes were full of wild desire/desire, and he smiled evilly, "With this name, I can't let you down."

Zhao Yimu quickly stripped off the clothes on the two of them within 1 minute. He wanted to embrace the sun and melt into the light and heat.He wants to let go of moral reason and fear, and express love in the most primitive and honest/best way.

In the end, Nick couldn't make a sentence, so he could only pant/groan/groan. When he took a big breath, the sternum and ribs rose and fell under the skin, and a thin layer of sweat shone in the moonlight, which was the honeydew of love.

After the sprint of extreme pleasure, Zhao Yimu panted against Nick's shoulder, a sweat slipped down his jaw and dripped on Nick's face.

Nick wiped away the drop of sweat with his hands, put it in his mouth, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: It's so salty.

"You look so pretty when you smile," Zhao Yimu leaned down/body to kiss him, "Really, the first time I saw you smile, I thought you were pretty."

These words are very useful, Nick giggled a few more times, and revealed the secret: "Because I only laugh when I am really happy."

"I always want to laugh when I see you."

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Tomorrow, I want to fix the following articles and make them smooth. I will stop updating for a day and see you on Tuesday.