Human food sex

"Don't be nervous, just treat it as a chat, and tell me if you have any troubles."

Zhuang Yi looked very friendly, with his legs crossed in the half-height sofa chair.A notebook with a pen and glasses in it was placed on the table in front of him.

Haiwan didn't dare to look at him, he looked away, and his gaze fell on the small terrace behind him.

Unlike Chigui's home, it was a narrow terrace with only a small wooden coffee table and two chairs.

There are no windows on the periphery, and the lush leaves poke in unscrupulously, and the eyes are full of thick green.

"I don't know what to say." He gripped the edge of the sofa tightly.

Zhuang Yi smiled and said, "Then why did you come here today?"

"Because..." Haiwan moved his position, folded his hands in front of him, bowed his waist and said, "Because I was late, he said it was a vent for stress."

"Then you came with him?" Zhuang Yi's expression was similar to compassion, he looked at the bay, and the latter wanted to hide uncontrollably.

"Why?" he continued. "Why did you come with him when he told you to come?"

Haiwan cleared his throat and said in a low voice: "It's not why, he just asked me to come... I don't know. Anyway, I have to come."

"Do you have to come?" Zhuang Yi tilted his head, "Did he force you?"

"Of course not!" Haiwan straightened his body, suddenly realized that this was the home of a psychiatrist, and bent back again.

"I mean - he's not going to force me to do anything. He wants me to come, so I have to come, that's all."

"Why do you have to come when he wants you to come?" Zhuang Yi asked immediately, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid." His tone was extremely light, as if he didn't really believe it.

"Then what will happen if you don't come today?" Zhuang Yi asked in circles, "What if you reject him?"

The expression on Haiwan's face seemed to be doing advanced mathematics, full of entanglement and bewilderment: "No...he won't be happy if he doesn't come."

"Why are you unhappy?" Zhuang Yi said, "Why do you think he let you come?"

"Why do you have so many questions?" Haiwan scratched his hair irritably, "He asked me to come, of course he was not happy if I didn't come. Would you be happy if you asked me to answer and I didn't answer? Fucked up, he let me in. He's not doing it for himself."

Zhuang Yi's emotions remained calm, and he continued to ask him: "What did you mess up?"

"I—" Haiwan didn't know where to start, and he didn't want to share many things. "It's just some messy things. I screwed up and let him treat me again."

"Are you afraid of him?"

"……Yes."

"Why?" Zhuang Yi chased after him, "Why are you afraid of him?"

Haiwan was stunned, and said as a matter of course: "Because I like him, how can I let him like him?"

"Well, do you think liking someone is a one-sided thing?" Zhuang Yi shrugged.

"That's right." Haiwan was taken aback by his sudden change of subject, and said seriously, "Like is unrequited love, and liking each other is a matter for both parties."

"Then what do you think is the relationship between 'like him' and 'can't let him'?" Zhuang Yi said, "I mean, if you just like him and don't care whether he likes you or not, then you don't care Did he treat you, did he?"

Bay looked at him speechlessly, not understanding his logic.

Zhuang Yi explained: "Because you want him to like you too, so you are afraid that he will treat you."

"I said, do you agree?" he asked.

Haiwan nodded and said: "I agree. I know what you mean, you want to say, because I want him to like me too, so I'm afraid he will treat me."

"But what's the point of this?" In his opinion, there was no need to discuss it at all.

"The meaning is, why do you want to gain the likes of others by 'not letting others'?" Zhuang Yi leaned forward and said, "Do you think that once you let others, others will dislike you?"

Bay shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Jennifer warned him not to let him return late, and he also felt that he shouldn't be let, so he never felt that there was anything wrong, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with Jennifer.

"Have you ever let anyone pass?" Zhuang Yi continued to press.

Hearing the words, Haiwan stood up abruptly, walked around the sofa twice, put one hand in his pocket and said with a mocking smile, "Why do you ask that? I never... I didn't... What exactly do you want to know?"

Zhuang Yi opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Haiwan stepped forward and said: "I don't want to talk anymore, I don't want to talk anymore."

After speaking, he opened the door and escaped.

Chi Gui was on the phone in the living room, when he saw him come out, he closed the line and went up to meet him and asked, "So soon, is the conversation over?"

"I'll wait for you outside." Haiwan broke away from him and hurried out the door.

Zhuang Yi walked over after him, looked at his back in a hurry and said: "His problem is very serious, and he should have sought professional psychological counseling long ago."

"What did he just say?"

Chi Gui unexpectedly came to the conclusion that he brought Haiwan here because he was under too much pressure, too heavy a burden, and his condition was not good.

As he said, he wanted to give him an outlet.

"Sorry." Zhuang Yi politely refused, "Professional requirements, I have to keep him secret, and I can't tell you."

"But what you're seeing is just the tip of the iceberg. I don't think even he himself knows what's wrong with him."

"We've only talked a little bit today, about his pressure, we haven't even started talking yet."

Chi Gui paused, and said: "Let's proceed step by step, I will persuade him to come again."

"Okay, don't worry too much." Zhuang Yi smiled, "Psychological problems can never be solved overnight."

"Don't push him too hard when you go back, give him a little space, you just need company and proper communication."

"I know, I'll bring him back in a week." Chi Gui said goodbye to him and walked out.

The weather in autumn is getting cooler and cooler, and the breeze is quite chilly.

Haiwan dressed casually and comfortably today, with baggy blue jeans, a light and casual white short-sleeved shirt, a black hooded jacket, and a pair of sneakers of the same color.

With his hands in his pockets, he buried himself in the hollowed-out tiles and tiptoed around.There was a streak of red around the ear, reflected on the white skin, which could be seen from a distance.

Chi Gui walked behind him and turned him around with his hands on his shoulders: "What are you doing?"

"Count it, you can see that this turf has turned yellow." The corners of his mouth were curved, and the corners of his eyes were slightly pink.

"What's wrong with the ear?" Chi Gui grazed there with his thumb.

Haiwan "giggled" and shrank his neck to dodge: "Don't do it, ah... it's so itchy."

"Let's go, go home and have lunch." Chi Gui opened the car door and let him in, then walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's cab, "It's raining this afternoon, let's go to the supermarket to buy something."

"Didn't it say there was a typhoon these two days?" Haiwan flipped through his phone and said, "Do you want to buy more things and stock up?"

Chi Gui glanced at him sideways, but didn't make a sound.

Instead of going to the supermarket downstairs, they stopped at an import store near Zhuang Yi's house.

Haiwan was extremely excited the whole time, pushing the basket and giggling non-stop.With both feet in the air, he leaned on the handle and slid forward one by one.

Seeing this, Chi Gui frowned and said, "Come down, I fell in a while!"

"I don't, why don't you push me?" He took an inch, climbed into the basket, hugged his knees and said, "Push me, just like on TV."

"I don't care if you get stuck inside and can't get out later." Having said that, Chigui's body was extremely honest, pushing him towards the snack area.

Haiwan looked around with his mouth grinning, like a spoiled child, his black grape-like eyes blinked and blinked, looking extremely childish.

It's a pity that he was only happy for a moment, and the uniformed staff came up and warned him severely that he would be fined if he sat down again.

Chi Gui hooked the corners of his mouth, and when he crawled out halfway in embarrassment, he took out a black bank card from his pocket and said, "We accept the punishment, I bought this stroller."

The staff's eyes almost went up to the sky, but seeing that his expression was cold and the card in his hand was not available to ordinary people, he turned and went to the office to inform the manager.

"Hurry up, he'll be right back!" Haiwan didn't wait for him to go far, and knocked on the plastic plate on the basket to urge, "Hurry up, hide it so he won't see it, buy it quickly!"

Chi Gui didn't know what kind of nerves he was having, but looking at his smiling face, he couldn't help but get nervous with him.

He swept away the items on the shelves like a hurricane passing through, and his steps were leisurely.

Haiwan took the things he threw one by one, and watched the movement in the office vigilantly.

The current situation seemed to be stealing a landmine, he laughed until his stomach ached, and the loud voice attracted the attention of passers-by.

People at the counter seldom didn't have to queue. Under the stunned gaze of the cashier, they checked out with a serious expression, like two unruly agents who left the supermarket at the last second before being caught.

Holding the paper bag, Haiwan ran wildly for a while, stopped in the rear compartment and gasped: "Hahaha...it's so exciting...you are so bad!"

Chi Gui reluctantly put his things into the trunk, patted the top of his head and said, "Okay, enough of being crazy, let's go home."

"It's fun, they must be mad." He looked at Chi Gui lying on the glove box, and said inexplicably, "When are you going to sleep with me?"

"Why did you end up here again?" Chi Gui stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and pinched his earlobe with his right hand: "Expectation is half the joy."

Haiwan supported his chin with his hand, and said in a dejected tone: "I'm looking forward to the explosion."

"Wait a minute, you're not ready yet." Chi Gui didn't think that now was the right time, physically he probably couldn't wait, but psychologically, at least judging from today's consultation, it was too early.

"I'm ready!" He doesn't think he needs time, what he needs is now, right now, here and now.

"Then what do you think of today's conversation?" Chi Gui asked him coldly, taking advantage of his good mood.

Haiwan was silent for a moment, and he sat down slowly, looking out the window with his head turned, without saying a word.

Chi Gui sighed secretly, and drove back to Gulf International in silence.

It was past one o'clock when we got home, and Haiwan was lying on the sofa watching a video, his stomach growling with hunger.

Chi Gui was busy in the kitchen, adding fresh meat to the water chestnut and seasonings, beating vigorously, and cooking it in tremella egg skin soup.

The scent wafted from the open kitchen, and Haiwan caught it with a keen sense of smell. He went to the bar and asked, "Are you ready? I'm hungry."

"The noodles are ready, you go and serve them." He was pouring olive oil into the pan.

Haiwan fished out the noodles in the ice water, then served out the meatball soup and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Crab meat noodles, just wait a while." He put the crab roe and crab meat in the jar into the pot separately, and added the chili that Haiwan likes to fry for later use.

"I've never eaten it. I live in a city with a sea for nothing." Haiwan mixed the sauce into a bowl, tasted it, and praised, "Hmm—I think I can open a store to sell this exclusively."

Chi Gui asked with a smile, "Can you do it?"

"No." Haiwan raised his head and said, "But you will. How about you become my chef? Give you half of the shares."

"Ambition is not small." He handed the meatball soup, "Is it greasy? Have some soup."

The orange-red crab roe is fatter than the moon-white crab meat, and the fishy smell of the two is covered by the meatball soup, leaving just enough space for the noodles themselves.

Haiwan finished his meal in a "chiliu" and "chiliu", licked the corner of his oily mouth and said, "I have an exam next week, will you accompany me?"

"But if you don't have time, I can go there by myself. It's not far away. You can go there directly by subway, and you'll be there in four or ten minutes."

"I'll take you there." Chi Gui said as he cleaned up the dishes, "After the exam, go with me to the neighboring city. The few friends you didn't see last time are all there."

He finally wanted to introduce himself to his friend, the small radar on the top of the bay lit up, and he asked with round eyes, "Are you going to party again?"

"It's a party, and it's not." He washed his hands and said, "That day..."

"Ah," Haiwan suddenly remembered, "That day is your birthday, and your friend wants to celebrate your birthday in Linshi?"

Chi Gui responded, and smiled softly: "If you want, you can meet my friends by the way, and they will all go."

"Yes, yes."

"I am willing!"