Human food sex

There are two little guys in Zhuang Yi’s room, a blue and white mid-section kitten, and a silver gradient and white Mankikang, which are dedicated to appease the consultants and distract them.

Chigui doesn't like these four-legged beasts with round heads and round brains. Although Haiwan himself doesn't want to keep them, he likes them very much. He was too nervous when he came here a few times ago, but today he is in a relaxed state.

The weather was getting colder at the end of October, and he was wearing a rainproof silk coat. The two kittens were short-haired, and even if one or two hairs stuck to his body, they would fall off with a slight shake.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Chi Gui couldn't bear to stop him, and sat far away from the man and the beast, and accompanied him to receive psychological counseling and treatment.

When he left last time, he cried so much that he fell asleep. This time, seeing Zhuang Yi again was unavoidably embarrassing.

Light came in through the panes, and there was a spot on his hair, which looked more cute than a cat.

"Did you hear that you're going home?" Zhuang Yi sat down on the green sofa chair, with his right leg folded on his left knee, and the rimless glasses framed between his tall and straight nose, he said with a smile, "Your body can still support live?"

Haiwan looked at Chigui, nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, you won't be tired by car."

"Why do you want to see him?" Zhuang Yi asked with a smile, "Do I need to ask his permission to answer the question?"

"No, no, of course not, I..." Guarding Chigui, he seemed unable to let go, like a shy little daughter-in-law.

"I'll wait for him outside first." Seeing his uneasiness, the people around him patted him on the shoulder, got up and walked out.

Zhuang Yi closed the notebook, put it on the coffee table, blinked and said: "Now I can open my heart, he can't hear."

Haiwan smiled awkwardly, scratched the chins of the two kittens and said: "Every time I come to you, I don't know what to say, you always let me say whatever I want, just like asking what to eat and you say whatever you want, whatever you want. The hardest."

"Ha, it's my problem." Zhuang Yi laughed loudly, "Then when you don't know what to say in the future, just tell me what happened recently, what doubts or concerns you have, and your current situation. Feel it."

"That's right, I know how to talk." Haiwan thought for a while and said, "You know everything about me recently. I had an operation and went to Linshi for two days."

When he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. Although he couldn't see it clearly, the brilliance on his face was already reflected in the lens.

Zhuang Yi asked warmly, "How does it feel to go out and play?"

"It's good." Haiwan hugged the kitten tightly and said, "It's the first time I went out to play. I used to see other people travel everywhere, but I have also been there now. And I also met friends who came back late. It's better than going out to play." Well, he has a lot of friends."

"What about surgery, are you afraid?" Zhuang Yi understood his situation.

Haiwan didn't dare to speak big words in front of him, and honestly admitted: "I'm quite scared. I haven't had any serious illnesses before, and this is the first time I've been hospitalized. If I live alone, I don't know what to do. Fortunately, there are Come back and help me."

If he was alone, struggling to go to the hospital in the middle of the night, queuing up, registration, consultation, medical expenses, hospitalization expenses... just thinking about it would send chills down the spine.

"Are you grateful to him?" Zhuang Yi's unavoidable gaze shot again.

Haiwan couldn't help but nodded, and heard him say: "Because of this, you can't refuse his request, so you can only promise him to go home. Is that so?"

"No..." Haiwan had never thought about it like this before, and he felt dazed, "I didn't, I seemed...not. He said he wouldn't force me to do anything."

"Yes, he didn't force you." Zhuang Yi said, "But you don't want to be more embarrassed to refuse his request. Do you think this is your problem or his problem?"

Haiwan lowered his head, stroked the cat's spine and said, "You want to say it's my problem, don't you? I've always been embarrassed to refuse others, not just him, I'm embarrassed to refuse anyone."

Rejecting others is a kind of ability, and Gulf believes that he does not have this ability.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yi was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Have you ever thought about why he took you back? He told me about your family situation. According to his usual personality, he doesn't want to be more disdainful to participate in these things. Now he offered to go home with you, why do you think?"

Haiwan couldn't figure out Chigui's thoughts: "He said he wanted to see my dad, it doesn't matter if I don't want to see him in the future, it's considered a face-to-face this time."

"Is that so?" Zhuang Yi studied the index slightly, refusing to let go of the slightest bit of talk, "The reason you think is real is just because of this?"

Since he asked this question, the answer is self-evident.

Haiwan shook his head and said, "No, it's not just that. But I don't know what it is." He judged others by himself, "Maybe I want to see where I grew up?"

"Why does he want to see where you grew up?"

"Maybe..." Haiwan blushed, "Be curious because you like me."

Zhuang Yi asked again: "When he proposed to go back with you before, did you agree?"

"No." Haiwan said, "I didn't agree, and then I talked about other things, and I got away with it."

"Before you refused his request, you didn't feel embarrassed, did you? But now you feel that you agree to him because you don't know how to refuse others, but it turns out that you can."

Zhuang Yi seldom used declarative sentences, Haiwan could not help but listen carefully to what he said: "This is a mouthful, the reason why you are embarrassed to refuse him is not because you have no ability to refuse others - at least not in this case - but Because you want to repay him, you feel indebted to him."

He toiled forward in the long night for several years, and finally met a guiding light. The faint light brought to him by anyone would be magnified a hundred times and a thousand times, not to mention that what Chigui bestowed on him was a round of sun.

Bay carefully maintains their relationship, just as he maintains the relationship between everyone who is willing to show him a little kindness and him, maybe even more.

He couldn't tolerate being so poor and unskilled that he repeatedly accepted everything that was given late without being able to return anything.

He can't wait anymore, he strives to meet his requirements, exceed his expectations, and grow rapidly, hoping to have the ability to give him some warmth earlier.

However, the return is too slow. Human beings are animals that need to be motivated. They always keep their eyes on their feet, and they don't like to endure for a while to plan for the future.He tried his best, but he couldn't make a qualitative change.

This time he was ill, Chi Gui didn't say anything, and stayed by his side without complaint, bringing him courage and strength beyond his imagination, and he felt indebted despite being moved.

Haiwan has nothing, he only returns late, and he can only follow his heart in return.

"I don't know what else to do, except this." The kitten was thumping and rolling in his palm, Haiwan let go of his hand, and let it jump down.

Zhuang Yi smiled and said: "He didn't ask you to do this, let alone force you to do it. He just helped you as much as possible."

"Then I'm more sorry." Haiwan patted the other cat's head, "He treats me so well, but I can't do anything."

"Why do you think you have to do a lot?" Zhuang Yi held the frame with his right hand, "Isn't your help to him a kind of reward?"

Haiwan couldn't believe his ears, and asked with a self-deprecating smile: "How can I help him?"

"Of course you are helpful to him." Zhuang Yi said firmly, "Since you came into his life, he is like a dead tree in spring, and his whole body is alive. Do you know what he was like before?"

"The handful of snow on the top of the iceberg is his life. He is so lonely and monotonous that he is almost lifeless. All he has is work, and work is the whole of his life."

"It's been different since I met you. He is in a much better state when he is doing consultations now, at least he talks more than before. And he told me that he no longer needs to count sheep when he sleeps."

"For him, this is far from a trivial matter. His other doctor, Dr. Green, has tried everything he can to help him completely change this compulsive behavior, but can only alleviate it."

Haiwan was very surprised, he never thought that he would be so useful and could bring such a big change to Chigui.

He was confused: "How can I... I really helped him?"

"Of course, you and him are together every day, can't you see his changes?" Zhuang Yi leaned forward, took the cat from his hand and placed it on the coffee table between the two.

He followed Mao with one hand and said, "There are many kinds of help, not just financial help, sometimes companionship itself is also a kind of help."

Looking at the expression of the cat squinting and enjoying, the inner touch is like the gentle ripples on the surface of the lake under the evening wind.

Zhuang Yi raised his eyebrows, and said earnestly: "Chernyshevsky said something, and I give it to you—the meaning of love is to help the other person improve, and at the same time improve oneself."

"Help each other, lean on each other, keep each other warm. This may not be the whole of love, but it is the meaning of human beings seeking love. As for who owes more to whom and who pays less, it seems too difficult to calculate, and it is impossible to calculate Alright."

Haiwan paused, stood up in a taught way, and said, "I see, thank you."

"Come here today, be happy, you have nothing to worry about." Zhuang Yi picked up the cat and said.

Haiwan agreed, and walked out the door very easily, and saw Chi Gui standing in front of the parking lot outside the door, holding the phone in one hand and putting the other in his pocket, looking away with a smile on his lips.

The sun in the afternoon is warm and dry, unlike in summer, the sun in autumn and winter has the feeling of high sky, bright light, cool wind and warm sun.

In front of the parking lot, there was a red maple tree that had not yet shed its leaves. The shadow of the whirling tree cast on him, outlining his tall and straight figure and handsome face.

Chi Guizheng is talking to Jennifer about his work. He was originally half-employed, usually doing consulting for the company that came to him, and occasionally going to a restaurant to play tickets when he is interested, so he is very happy.

However, recently, he had to help Haiwan raise money to open a hotel, and when he was hospitalized for surgery and needed to be taken care of, the delayed work was piling up day by day, and he had to take advantage of each time slot to deal with it.

Haiwan said goodbye to the cat, and said goodbye to Zhuang Yi, and moved briskly to Chigui's side: "The chat is over, let's go."

"Today is fast."

"Well, he said to be here first today."

Chi Gui greeted Zhuang Yi who was standing on the steps, turned around and sat in the cab, stepped on the accelerator and sank into the traffic.

In the afternoon, Haiwan lay in a chair and read the English school textbooks he gave, while Chigui packed his luggage in the locker room.

After dinner in the evening, they didn't go out for a walk because they were afraid of being too active after the operation.

When sleeping at night, Haiwan had to lie on his back reluctantly because of his stomach injury.

Usually, he would lie on Chigui's chest, like a koala, and the latter would happily play with the two balls of soft bombs under his body. It is undeniable that it helps sleep.

Neither of them had a good time tonight.

Haiwan recalled Zhuang Yi's words in the afternoon, and asked him, "Do you know that there is a man called uh... a car chicken, it seems to be called a car, what is a chicken?"

"..." Chi Gui couldn't help but pinch his face and said, "What the hell?"

"It's the driver who said that the meaning of relationship is mutual." He tilted his head and grinned stupidly: "Did I let you?"

Chi Gui put down the book in his hand, clamped his wrists tightly, pressed his face to his face and asked in a low voice, "What do you think?"

"Come in, let's go in..."

"Not too stupid."