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After taking a shower, Qiu Shui came out of the bathroom with a towel on his head. The steam in the bathroom made the tiles at the door wet. The kitten who especially liked to squat at the door of the bathroom also raised its head and meowed twice at Qiu Shui. Qiu Shui put on her slippers and bent down to hug the cat into her arms.

The undried water on his hair rolled down his cheeks. He walked out of the bathroom with the cat in his arms. Li Cu was sitting on the sofa in the living room. The sofa in the living room was off-white. Li Cu was wearing dark home clothes. , sitting leisurely against the back of the sofa with a laptop in his hand.

Qiu Shui buried his head and rolled his face on the cat's fur, wiping away several drops of water that were about to roll off.

The cat in his arms was probably not happy with being treated like this, so it meowed and jumped out of Qiu Shui's arms on all fours.

Li Cu was disturbed by the cat's movement, he turned his head to look at Qiu Shui, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then raised his hand to beckon Qiu Shui to come over.

Qiu Shui walked towards Li Cu very obediently.

Li Cu put the computer he had been fiddling with on the coffee table in front of him, and patted the seat beside him lightly: "Come, sit down." He said.

Qiu Shui wiped the drops of water off his face with the towel on his head, walked to Li Cuo, and sat down properly.

Li Cu reached out sideways and took off the towel from his head, and wiped his hair with lowered eyes.

Qiu Shui lowered his head slightly to facilitate Li Cu's movements. He remained motionless and very quiet.

When there were no more drops of water falling from the tail of his hair, Qiu Shui felt that his nose was itchy, and he wanted to sneeze. He reached out and rubbed the tip of his nose, and began to remember that he was a large dog who had just taken a shower and was waiting for his owner to blow his hair. .

——Do dogs catch a cold and sneeze because their fur is not dry?

Qiu Shui sat quietly beside Li Cu, thinking a little bit wildly, he had never raised a dog, but he had seen someone else raise a dog. When he was a child, his uncle's family had a dog, but it seemed to be for food.

He blew his head and blinked his eyes, and his eyeballs began to glance at the kitten squatting not far away, licking his front paws. He thought - can cat meat be eaten? I heard that it is not good to eat.

"Well, it's almost dry, do you want to blow it with a hair dryer?" Li Cuo's voice sounded from above his head.

Qiu Shui raised his head, and he shook it.

Li Cu handed him the towel in his hand, and asked very casually: "Do you want to rest and sleep now?"

Qiu Shui shook his head again.

Li Cu looked at him, stretched out his hand and gestured a zippered finger in front of his lips, teasingly said: "The mouth is closed by the zipper?"

Qiu Shui pursed his lips, and then whispered: "No." In fact, he just felt peaceful in his heart, an indescribable tranquility, which made him not want to speak, and made him feel that all his voices were disturbing.

He glanced at Li Cu, and repeated again in a low voice: "No."

Li Cu said: "If you want to sleep, it's best to wait until your hair is completely dry before going to sleep."

Qiu Shui nodded obediently.

Li Cu was somewhat amused by the child's obedient appearance, he got up and started to tease: "Are you sleepy?"

Qiu Shui shook his head.

"Will you get up early tomorrow morning?"

Qiu Shui hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Li Cu asked again: "A few clothes are hanging on the washing machine, can you wash them by the way?"

Qiu Shui nodded down.

"Auntie hasn't come back these few days during the holiday, do you want to help clean up tomorrow?"

Qiu Shui blinked, and then he said, "Okay."

Li Cu laughed twice, and he smiled: "So easy to talk?"

Qiu Shui hummed through his nose, and then said, "Yes."

Li Cuo stretched out his hand and rubbed his still steamy head, then pointed to the towel in his hand: "Do you want to put the towel back?"

Qiu Shui said "hmm", he stood up and stepped on his slippers and walked to the bathroom, rubbed the towel and hung it back on the towel rack.

When he walked back, Li Cu pressed his fingers on the computer keyboard, and he sat beside Li Cu, glanced at the computer.

The computer is playing a video, and it is in a pause at the moment.

Li Cu withdrew his hand, pondered for a moment, and said unhurriedly: "Qiu Shui, can I ask you a few questions?"

Qiu Shui: "Okay."

Li Cu asked the first question: "Do you think you are gay?"

"..." Qiu Shui paused.

Li Cu changed the way and continued to ask the first question: "Or, when did you find out that you like someone of the same sex?"

"..." Qiu Shui thought about it seriously for a long time.

Li Cu asked in another way: "Or what were you thinking when you relieved yourself?"

Qiu Shui's ears turned red a little bit, he glanced at Li Cu carefully, Li Cu's expression was still the same as usual, he wondered why he would ask such a question with a serious expression when he was bored——

Qiu Shui withdrew his gaze, licked his lips, and whispered with a little bit of shame that he didn't understand: "No."

His voice was too low, Li Cu was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Qiu Shui replied in a low voice, "I haven't."

Li Cu turned to look at him, and his brows frowned slightly. He was still thinking that the better situation was that Qiu Shui just didn't feel anything about the previous two times. He paused, warmed his throat and coaxed a child. Asked: "Did you not think about anything when you relieved yourself?"

Qiu Shui also frowned slightly. His hair was completely dry, and the hair that had just been washed was very smooth. A bit of broken hair on his forehead was floating in front of his eyes, making his forehead a little itchy. He stretched out his fingers and gently scratched his forehead. Forehead, he didn't speak.

Li Cu leaned back. In his memory, the student period should be the restless period of adolescence. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Then have you ever liked girls?"

"No." Qiu Shui replied.

"Boy?" Li Cuo asked.

"No." Qiu Shui replied.

"Have you seen the movie? Novels or comics?" Li Cuo asked.

When he was taking a shower in Qiushui, he dug out the hard drive where he saved his small movies, and even picked out a few on the sofa in the living room just now.Everyone has desires, and he thinks that desires are not a shameful thing, just face him squarely. He joined a gay group in the same city when he was just working as an intern, and he is very happy to share resources with others in it. When he relaxes, he will also choose a short movie he likes as a tool for decompression. He thinks it is quite useful.

"..." Qiu Shui glanced at the laptop on the coffee table again. The computer had automatically entered sleep mode because no one had used it for a long time. He felt the abdomen in his clothes fluctuate slightly due to his breathing.

Li Cu reached out and slid the touchpad of the computer, and the screen lit up.

Qiu Shui looked at the computer screen and whispered, "When I lived in junior high school, people in the dormitory would pass that kind of novel to each other."

Li Cu turned to look at him, and asked with a smile, "Have you read it?"

Qiu Shui replied frankly: "Looked at it twice, it's boring and not good-looking."

Li Cu let out a slow oh.

Qiu Shui said again: "When I lived in high school, some classmates shared it." Qiu said, "I saw it, but it didn't look good and there was no reaction."

Li Cu asked: "Does it look like a man and a woman?"

Qiu Shui blinked, as if asking "Otherwise".

Li Cu asked him, "Do you want to see it?"

Qiu Shui uttered a cry, then reached out and pressed the space bar on the computer keyboard, and the screen that had been paused began to move.

Li Cu's body was idly leaning on the back of the sofa, and he put his hands idly around his abdomen, and said, "I deliberately picked the most common one, and it also has a plot."

Qiu Shui stared at the computer screen and hummed from his nasal cavity.

The small movie does have a plot, and it is very slow to get into the theme. The small movie is not a literary film, so the logic of the plot is not very good. Li Cu is actually not interested. It is more than nine o'clock in the evening, and he is a little tired and lazy. He yawned triumphantly, and his attention drifted away after a while.

It wasn't until some exaggerated groans came from the computer in front of him that Li Cu's attention shifted back to the computer screen in front of him. He squinted slightly to see the two people on the screen working hard.

Qiu Shui reached out and paused the computer screen, then stood up and covered the computer directly.

Before Li Cu came back to his senses, Qiu Shui stepped onto one knee and knelt down on the sofa next to him, then held Li Cu's face with both hands, lowered his head and pressed his lips against Li Cu's lips.

"..." Li Cu was stunned.

Qiu Shui's lips were a little cold, and he stuck to Li Cu's lips. After a long while, he gently rubbed Li Cu's lips with his teeth, and his hands holding Li Cu's face slowly turned into hugging Li Cu's head. He whispered Li Cu's name in a low voice: "Li Cu..."

Li Cu reached out and hooked his thigh, and pulled him onto his lap, he responded, "Huh?"

Qiu Shui said: "I want to kiss you..."

Li Cu's chuckle floated out: "Aren't you kissing?"

Qiu Shui held Li Cu's head with both hands, he put his own head on Li Cu's forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Can I keep kissing?"

Li Cu smiled: "We have to leave some time for our mouths to talk, don't we?"

Qiu Shui kissed Li Cuo's nose, and he whispered, "Oh."

Li Cu tapped his back lightly with his fingers, and asked him, "Is there any reaction?"

Qiu Shui turned his face sideways and pressed his cheek against Li Cu's face. The temperature of his face was also lower than that of Li Cu's cheek. On both sides of Li Cu's legs, he held the back of Li Cu's neck with both hands. After rubbing his cheeks a few times, he slightly moved his face away and stared at Li Cu's eyes about a palm away from Li Cu's line of sight.

He stared at Li Cu's slightly bloodshot eyes, stared at the small brown mole on Li Cu's cheek, and said softly, "No response."

Li Cu's eyebrows frowned slightly again, Qiu Shui leaned over and gently rubbed his forehead against the spot, then moved his face away, and continued to stare at Li Cu from a distance of a palm: "I feel disgusting." .”

"..." Li Cu was silent. In his perception, a straight man would feel sick when he saw this.

Qiu Shui continued: "I always feel very sick and want to vomit."

Li Cu originally wanted to say, "I think you should see a doctor, first to check whether it is an organic disorder, and then judge whether you need the intervention of a psychiatrist."

Qiu Shui said: "I probably don't like women, and maybe I don't like men very much."

Li Cu almost reflexively smiled in such a situation and continued: "So you only like me?"

Qiu Shui lowered his eyes, then leaned over and kissed Li Cu's lips lightly, and he whispered from the cracks of his lips, "I want to kiss you..."

Qiu Shui felt that he didn't have time to think about so many things at the time, and the results only appeared after the incident. When he saw the intimate contact while watching a short movie, he felt sick and nauseated, as if there was a whole ship in front of him. Suffered a huge shipwreck in his stomach and in the ocean of his consciousness, the only thing he could think of under the stormy sea was——

I want to kiss Li Cuo.