deep in the sky

3:47 a.m., Gangnam-gu, Seoul.

"Yong Pei, take good care of your elder brother, I'll take Victory away first." Quan Zhilong stretched out his hand to wrap Lee Seung Hyun's head on his shoulder, and said softly.

Dong Yongpei struggled to support himself, with a big brother bent over his back who couldn't even stand up straight, and lamented: "What, Zhilong, brother Shengxuan is so drunk that he can't take care of his limbs, look at us. , how could it be possible to return to the apartment safely?" Choi Seung-hyun, who was writhing, was stopped with one hand, "I said Zhilong, why don't we switch?"

Quan Zhilong shook his head: "I still want to bring victory home, why don't I call Brother Hong Ri and ask him to pick you up."

Dong Yongpei's heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Aren't you going to go back to the apartment with us?"

"No." Quan Zhilong shook his head and chuckled, "I just said that I would go home with Shengli, Yong Pei, were you distracted just now?"

Dong Yongpei had a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and his brother was hopeless, he had practiced his ability to make excuses and beat back to the extreme, but...

Pursing his lips and shaking his body, Dong Yongpei adjusted the posture of his elder brother whose whole body was hanging on his body, and tentatively said in a slightly slower tone: "Why don't we go back together, and we'll put Hong on at night." Brother Ri is so troublesome to call."

Quan Zhilong shrugged his shoulders: "Then you go on Yong Pei, I will bring victory home first." Then he tightened Li Seung-hyun's arm around his neck, a faint smile floated between his sparse brows, "Yongpei, we've known each other for ten years. You know exactly what kind of temperament I am. Victory belongs to me."

Dong Yongpei sighed for a long time: "I don't believe that you really don't understand. After such a long time, with Victory's cleverness, could he not be aware of your feelings? If he really likes..." Biting Lip, "But the reality is that Shengli has dated a girlfriend, I think Shengli's attitude has been very clear."

"Tch." Quan Zhilong snorted coldly, his clear eyes gradually settled into a dull color, and his voice was cold, "The left and right are just a woman who loves victory, is it possible that she can surpass me?"

Dong Yongpei's pupils shrank, and his eyes suddenly widened. As a buddy who has been with the other party for ten years, he knows the subtext that the other party has not said too well - "Zhilong."

Dongyong Pei frowned, and looked closely at the disdainful man in front of him, "I admit, maybe Shengli's girlfriend is not as high as your status in Shengli's heart so far, but she is like other people. Women are different."

"Oh?" Quan Zhilong glanced lightly at the serious Dong Yongpei, and said with a smile on his lips, "She will be gone soon."

"Zhilong!" Even though the other party is his brother who has been with him for many years, Dong Yongpei cannot agree with the other party's actions due to years of devout belief, and his voice suddenly raised, "What do you want to do?"

"I thought you would ask 'what did you do', Yongbai, it seems that you still don't know me well enough." Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "I don't know what the hell Seunghyun and Dalou are. What kind of calculation, but Yong Pei, you'd better not get involved... Now, I have to bring Victory home, he drank too much and needs a good rest." After speaking, he held the drunken Li Shengxuan Step outside.

Quan Zhilong firmly held the arm that passed his neck and hung down to his chest with one hand, and tightly hugged the opponent's waist with the other hand. Step forward.

"Not cold, not cold..."

"Ah, there seems to be no medicine to sober up at home, how about I make some ginger soup for you?"

"But I don't seem to be very good at it. I'll check it online. I'm very smart."

"Victory, we will be going home soon..."

The night wind was blowing gently, and the dim lights on the side of the street enveloped them gently, casting two intertwined dark shadows obliquely on the ground.

Dong Yongpei blinked his eyes, resisted the sour feeling that was constantly swelling on his chest, and said softly: "Zhilong, I don't know what you did, maybe you will do something more... But have you ever thought that if Shengli finds out, you might become a sinner in his heart."

The gentle murmur stopped abruptly, and the pitch-black figure paused for a moment, but after a few seconds, he continued to walk forward slowly.

"..."

The cold night wind passed through the completely silent street, and the thin voice wrapped around Dong Yongpei's ears.

"..."

"I have no crime other than loving him."

After all, Dong Yongpei just stood there, watching from a distance that the two black shadows gradually merged into the dark night.

Quan Zhilong placed Li Seung-hyun firmly on the wide and soft sofa, and after covering it with a fluffy blanket, he took out his mobile phone to look at the recipe for making ginger soup, and went to the kitchen. direction to go.

"Ginger...Ginger...I found it!"

"Well, wash and cut into pieces...Huh? Don't you need to peel it?"

"One, two, three...ten, all right, ten dried dates."

"Simmer brown sugar and dried dates for 10 minutes. What does 'cooking' mean? Tsk, never mind, just pour some water into the pot first..."

"..."

Lee Seung-hyun was awakened by the burning sensation in his throat, alcohol was still filling his brain, and his temples on both sides were throbbing like they were about to burst.

"Hiss..." Stretched out his hand and rubbed the throbbing brain, a hoarse voice came out of his throat, "Water..."

Li Shengxuan tried to open his eyes, and vaguely saw a person who seemed to be holding something, walking towards him slowly.

"Are you awake, Victory? Does your head hurt?"

Seeing Li Shengxuan's frowning and extremely pale face, Quan Zhilong quickly put the steaming ginger soup bowl on the tea table beside him, sat down on the sofa beside him, and hugged him Push up the opponent's waist side slightly, and then lift the opponent's head to rest on your collarbone.

"Victory, I made some ginger soup for you, it can drive away the cold and hangover, drink some?"

The sight in front of him finally gradually became clear, and Li Shengxuan suddenly realized that this was in his apartment in Cheongdam-dong, and was brought back by this man who whispered in his ear.

Lee Seung-hyun nodded.

The corners of Quan Zhilong's lips turned up, and he said "yes" very happily, and then turned slightly to take the bowl of ginger soup that was left on the coffee table.

There was a crisp sound when the spoon collided with the inner wall of the porcelain bowl. Quan Zhilong stirred it a few times again, then took a small spoonful of soup and blew it on his mouth, and then passed it to Li Shengxuan's mouth.

"Victory, open your mouth."

With thinned lips parted slightly, Lee Seung-hyun obediently drank the ginger soup fed by the other party with his mouth open, and slowly swallowed it.

"How is it, is it good?" Quan Zhilong stared at Li Shengxuan's slightly pale face with burning eyes, his eyes trembling slightly, and he looked quite nervous.

"It's delicious." Lee Seung-hyun nodded, then raised his chin, motioning for the other party to continue.

"Drink more if it tastes good, and your head won't hurt so much."

Quan Zhilong smiled so much that he showed his big white teeth, and contentedly blew the ginger soup spoon again and handed it to Li Shengxuan's lips, watching him drink it slowly again.

Li Shengxuan narrowed his eyes, his dense eyelashes drooped down, and the standing lamp on one side glowed with warm orange light, casting a small dark and narrow shadow on the eyelid.

Quan Zhilong felt his heart itch so badly, he looked straight at the two slightly trembling eye feathers.

For a moment he felt that it was like a butterfly with slightly trembling wings, and he wanted to reach out to touch it but was afraid that it would fly away; for a moment he felt that "that butterfly" had already flown away and flew to his heart—otherwise he would How can you feel itchy?

"Brother Zhilong, thank you today." Li Shengxuan said in a low voice after sipping a spoonful of ginger soup again.

"What?" Quan Zhilong frowned, "Why do you want to thank me, I'm not an outsider."

Li Shengxuan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips turned up: "But as a younger brother, shouldn't I thank my brother for taking such meticulous care?" Yan Bi slightly raised his hand and stroked his neckline, "I even changed my clothes, So, Brother Zhilong, you helped me take a bath just now, right?"

Quan Zhilong's ears felt hot, but he pretended to be calm and continued to feed the other party's ginger soup: "So, you have to be nicer to me, do you understand?"

Seeing that Li Seung-hyun didn't intend to respond, Quan Zhilong curled his lips, turned his head slightly, looked at the French window beside him, and said softly: "It's going to rain, Victory."

After Li Shengxuan took the last sip of ginger soup, he slid down and rested his head on the opponent's lap. The aftereffects of the alcohol had not yet dissipated, so he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with such a natural intimate movement. OK.

"Well, the wind outside is very strong." Li Shengxuan has closed his eyes again at this moment, and replied softly.

Sure enough, within a short while, there was the crackling sound of raindrops falling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Big and cold raindrops fell from the sky, knocked on the transparent glass window, and bloomed into small transparent sprays.

"You can have a good night's sleep tonight." The slender knuckles ran through the other's soft black hair, smoothing them one by one, and pressing them lightly from time to time, "I know you like rainy days."

"Well, I like rainy days."

The knuckles placed by his side beat the edge of the sofa wantonly with the rustling sound of falling raindrops. Li Seung-hyun squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying the silence at the moment.

"I seem to be falling asleep." Li Seung-hyun pursed his lips and whispered to the person beside him.

"Then go to sleep."

Quan Zhilong slowed down his voice, his heart was so soft that it was a mess, and then hummed a little tune softly:

Baby good night

Baby good night

I want to draw a picture of you sleeping

don't be shy anymore

you are my lover

……

The gentle voice brushed past his ears lightly, Li Seung-hyun pursed his lips, tried to open his eyes a little, and saw the other party's soft pure white nightgown.

The neckline was slightly open, revealing a small piece of fair skin, two small dimples were slightly sunken at the smooth collarbone, and the chest rose and fell slightly with the soft humming.

even if you don't understand

To me

you are too precious

Perfect you by my side

I'm very grateful

mybaby~

……

Further up, there is a graceful jaw line, a white and slender neck, and a slightly protruding Adam's apple, making it extremely sexy.

You know how much love you pretty boy

you are like a painting to me

stop in front of your figure

can't do anything

……

The lips are not cold and thin, nor are they sexy and thick, they are moist and plump, with a beautiful rose color, and the bridge of the nose is straight, just like his proud temperament.

with a trembling voice

with thirsty lips

take a step towards me

whisper to me softly

The surrounding lights also dance happily

i always dream about you

……

As for the eyes...

The gentle voice stopped abruptly, and he caught the gaze of the other party unexpectedly.

The eyes are so clear and shallow, but at this moment it looks like they are quietly sinking into a pool of deep water, deep and deep, without a trace of light, just looking straight at him.

The thing in the chest was already clamoring louder and louder, Li Shengxuan turned sideways, closed his eyelids, and stopped looking at those deep eyes like a pool.

One more look and he's about to fall in.

There was still the sound of pattering rain outside the window, a layer of warm orange was covering the eyelids, the warm body temperature of the other party was constantly coming from his side, and his familiar breath lingered in his nose.

In the dimness, the familiar gentle voice sounded again, and slowly slid into his cochlea along the air:

Tesyeux fermes

(your slightly closed eyes)

Tonodeur

(your breath)

Tavoixmerendplusprofondecommelevintougedetonvinpréfere

(Your voice makes me addicted like red wine)

jemesensd'êtrehérosdansunfilm

(I seem to be the hero in a movie)

toutestfabuleux□□ectoi

(All the time with you is so beautiful)

……

The author has something to say:

Yoon Jung's younger sister is about to go offline.

As for girls who can't understand "S2", then they can't understand it. There is no way to upload the picture. Maybe there are other girls who understand and will give you an answer.

Why is no one talking about the plot?

Dewdrop is going to take a full dive.

Friends, goodbye by chance^_^.