strong romance

"I'll ask you a question first."

Things have come to this point, there is no tomorrow, today, I can't control so much.Zhang Jin's heart thumped, and he asked what he had kept in his heart all along.

"Have you ever thought about, um... Just, find someone, have a relationship or something?"

His ears felt like they had been stung and burned for no reason.Cheng Kuang looked up at him, was silent for a while and said, "No."

"I have."

Zhang Jin went all out, he grabbed Cheng Kuang's hand, and locked his eyes tightly on him: "Cheng Kuang, let's fight. If you lose, just fall in love with me, dare you?"

Every word is sonorous.

Cheng Kuang was next to the cold wall, and that strange, ambiguous feeling sprang up like a twitch at this moment, and suddenly became clear.It was originally not suitable for seeing the light, and only by hiding in a dark corner can it obtain secret safety.If you have to get to the bottom of it, I'm afraid you will push yourself to a point of no return.

...Can I go back?

Zhang Jin clamped his wrists, and pulled off the towel for wiping water. Cheng Kuang was half a beat slow in reacting, and was bumped by Zhang Jin's knee, tripping over the quilt.Sha Pao'er is serious, he looks like he's on fire, with an edge that's bound to win.

Realizing this, Cheng Kuang broke free and fought back with his fists clenched.

The fight went from the bed to the floor, continued from the floor to the table, and finally returned to the bed.

The two were panting, and Zhang Jin pressed Cheng Kuang's leg with his knee, forcing him to be unable to move. Then he finally stopped, panting with satisfaction when he spoke: "Xueba, you lost."

"what do you want?"

Cheng Kuang looked away from the corner of his bent eyes, probably because of a fight, and his heart was beating violently at this time.

"I want to fall in love with you!" Zhang Jin's heart was on fire, a little anxious, "I would like to admit defeat, you just say you like me now—don't say you don't like me, and try again if you make a mistake."

Cheng Kuang watched him say nothing, and after a while he opened his mouth to confirm: "Do you want to have a puppy love?"

"Yes, I want to fall in love early! Do you dare?" Zhang Jin's fingers pierced Cheng Kuang's, and the knuckles hurt when he pressed it in the palm of his hand. It seems that his five senses are numb now, and he has no sense of proportion. Even if the bone is crushed, it may not be possible to let go and cry out the pain.

Cheng Kuang didn't withdraw his hand, the corner of his mouth raised a small arc, the crimson sunset that had just risen fell in his eyes, the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be shining, Zhang Jin rolled his Adam's apple, and asked him if he dared .

If the slag surnamed Zhang has a little bit of sanity left, he will find Xueba's fingers clasping the back of his hand-it's a pity that Sha Pao'er's reflex arc has been tightly blocked.

"You are very arrogant." Cheng Kuang said.

Look at what this bastard said?Zhang Jin couldn't help cursing: "What do you mean? Cheng Kuang, you disgrace, don't hang on to me! Damn..."

"Shut up," Cheng Kuang interrupted him, "Don't you want me to say it? Are you still listening?"

The moment the voice fell, Zhang Jin smelled the fresh scent of shampoo on Cheng Kuang's body, and he suddenly forgot to breathe, as if his heart was suspended by a thin strand of hair, and he dared not move.

"I like."

——There is no turning back.Cheng Kuang sighed inaudibly, lowered his eyes and repeated: "I like you."

Cheng Kuang himself didn't know when it started. Around the time he called Zhang Jin "Brother Pao" for the first time, he was already different from everyone else.He didn't even have many friends, let alone a boyfriend, so he wasn't sure if this kind of "like" was what Zhang Jin wanted.

But the answer is "like".

It seems to be impulsive, but the impulsiveness is also the kind of impulse that has been planned for a long time and can make his heart beat.

Zhang Jin was blank for a few seconds, and a heart that had been strangled was suddenly released, as if he had received an amnesty.At this moment, as if he had extra brute force out of thin air, he suddenly wanted to pick up Cheng Kuang and carry it on his shoulders, and turn him into a spinning top on the spot—so that the instigator would feel dizzy just like himself.

He couldn't help but blurted out: "Stamp it!"

Cheng Kuang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Sha Paoer meant.

"Stamp it, don't you understand!"

"……what?"

Before Cheng Kuang finished speaking, Zhang Jin came over and quickly kissed his lips.

With a touch of closeness, the intimacy is caught off guard.Cheng Kuang blinked lightly, and the noise was suddenly hidden under his calm ribs.

Zhang Jin pursed his lips, and explained rationally: "The mouth of a top student is a deceitful ghost. I don't feel safe if I don't do it this way."

He quietly recalled the "sense of security" he stole just now, feeling like an electric shock, his muscles and bones were numb. The word "Cheng Kuang" was like two sparks, burning his throat hot, but he couldn't help but stare at Cheng Kuang again and again.

In addition to the night market, there is also an old hot pot restaurant in Shao'er Street, which is quite famous.Fang Peng booked a good seat and waited for Brother Pao to visit.Brother Pao, who has just reached the pinnacle of his life, is not quite right, his feet seem to be stepping on clouds, and the corners of his mouth are raised all the way.It was hard for him to get what he wanted, and he wished he could become a big trumpet and show it off to the world, so that everyone would know that the handsome guy named Cheng Mingkuang next to him belonged to him.But the reality is that he can only have fun by himself.

Zhang Jin was even a little envious of Miscellaneous Maoer - stupid dogs can wag their tails when they are happy, compared with the joy of human beings, it is really invisible.

Of course, Fang Peng couldn't see the torment in his heart, but he just felt that Pao'er was a little strange tonight, especially when he saw Zhang Jin pouring half a plate of sesame oil on the sesame paste when making the dipping sauce.

... Paogeer has a very special taste.

He was thinking about whether to stop Zhang Jin, but someone had already done it for him first—Cheng Kuang directly took the dipping saucer from Zhang Jin's hand, and made a new one for him.

In fact, Zhang Jin is not the only one who is out of shape, and Cheng Kuang is not much better than him.From when Zhang Jin said he wanted to fall in love with him to when he uttered the word "like", it was like a waking sting after the rain, the beginning of spring thunder, scraping away the subtle layer of veil between the two of them. Ambiguously, something broke through the ground quickly.

Fang Peng raised a bottle of beer and clinked glasses with the two of them. The glass bottles collided with each other, and the beer foam flew out of the bottle and splashed on the back of his hands.He asked Cheng Kuang: "Kuang'er, do you know why your brother Pao is called such a name?"

Cheng Kuang raised his eyes, his not-so-exuberant curiosity was aroused, and he only heard Dapeng say: "One winter, just before the Spring Festival, a few brats set off firecrackers on the street. That kind of blowing cannons, when I was a child, Have you ever played with it? Little brat, you’re restless when you play wild, throwing it on roofs, stinky gutters, and holes in manhole covers... you can throw it anywhere, and there are no brick holes on the wall of Pao Geer’s yard Is it? There was a little bastard who was so brave that he threw the firecracker through the brick hole into the yard, scaring the dog to howl. The kid was so funny that he wanted to throw it again, but Paoer caught him on the spot."

"At that time, he was not very old and had a very bad temper. He just ripped off his pants and threw a firecracker into his crotch—almost blowing up his little chirp."

Zhang Jin didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but the fat man laughed himself first after he finished speaking, and that's all for himself, and Cheng Kuang was also brought along.Zhang Jin said "fuck": "Smile! Fatty, laugh again and throw your crotch this year, believe it or not!"

"Oh, I've been wronged! Pao'er, I only dared to laugh when I saw Kuang'er laughing. If you want to blow up, you have to blow him up first!"

Zhang Jin: "..." Who can the fat man compare himself to?

He downed a glass of beer, gave Cheng Kuang a sideways look, then took the glass away from his hand, and drank it in one gulp.

**

Cheng Kuang never thought that he would fall in love before, so he took it for granted that no matter whether it is a secret love or a puppy love, life will not undergo the so-called earth-shaking changes.

It's like a miscellaneous bitch abducting a little bitch, it's still a lame dog, it can't fly into a howling dog, it still has to jump around in the potholed alley, and urinates under the sycamore tree on time every day .

But in fact there are still changes.

Cheng Kuang went out to school in the morning, and ran into Zhang Jin as soon as he stepped out of the stairwell.Zhang Jin straddled the bicycle, raised his chin towards the back seat, and said, "Come on."

At 06:30, there were few people on the trail. Facing the damp spring wind, he shouted behind him: "Cheng Kuang, do you dare to agree to my call?"

In the old days, bad-tempered schoolmasters would directly fight that idiot.

But today is different.Cheng Kuang said, "Who is afraid of whom, Brother Pao."

Zhang Jin: "Cheng Kuang!"

Cheng Kuang: "Zhang Junjun."

"Kuang'er."

"Brother Pao."

Zhang Jin heard his heart beating faster and faster. The moment the bicycle rushed down the slope, the heartbeat came from his throat: "Boyfriend."

The hem of his clothes was blown high by the wind, and Cheng Kuang's heart skipped a beat.

"Boyfriend," he said.

Zhang Jin was delighted, whistled happily, and felt that he had no more regrets, but he didn't expect that he would soon become dissatisfied and use his brains.

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I feel so pissed off about letting Pao's birthday be three days old

By the way, I would like to greet everyone for Paoer: Who said I was cowardly before? ...Where is my Italian cannon?