Wait till the sun rises

The light was turned on, Xia Yang narrowed his eyes and lay down on the sofa.

Xu Jiming put the things in his hands on the coffee table, and seeing that he didn't even change his shoes, he sighed, went into the bathroom and twisted a towel to wipe his face.

"Next time you want to drink and call me, I will be worried at such a late hour, you know?"

Xia Yang looked at him with his eyes open, but didn't speak.

"You." Xu Jiming felt helpless, and the anger that was burning in his chest just now disappeared without a trace, "How much did you drink? Ah, do you still know who I am?"

Xia Yang grabbed the man's dangling hand in front of him, and said softly, "Xu Jiming."

Xu Jiming laughed when he heard the words, he got up slightly, looked down at Xia Yang, and said with a smile: "Yes, I still recognize me. I'll put hot water for you, take a bath before going to bed."

Xia Yang nodded, still looking at him.Xu Jiming got up and said, "Wait for me for a while, don't sleep yet."

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Xu Jiming took the clean change of clothes he dug out from the bedroom, and there was already the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.He walked over and knocked on the door: "I brought you the clothes and put them in..."

There was only the sound of splashing water coming from inside the door, but no one responded.

"Xia Yang? Xia Yang?" Xu Jiming patted a few times, and finally opened the door and broke in.

The bathroom was frighteningly cold, Xia Yang was standing under the shower in his clothes, and the water splashed on his face was icy cold.

Xu Jiming threw the clean clothes in his hands aside, strode forward to pull Xia Yang away, and adjusted the water temperature.

"Do you want to freeze yourself to death?"

Looking at Xu Jiming's back, Xia Yang panted violently and silently, his eyes were red, and after a while he stretched out his hand tremblingly, pulling Xu Jiming hard against the bathroom wall as if making up his mind.

One after another, Xu Jiming almost loses his temper.Hot water wafted from the shower, and the hot air filled the room and blurred Xia Yang's face.

Xu Jiming looked closely at Xia Yang's face who was close at hand, and said in a low voice, "You are so busy at work? Why don't you answer my phone? Do you know how worried I am about you?"

Xia Yang raised his head slightly, Xu Jiming's breath hit his cheek, Xia Yang seemed to hear his own violent heartbeat, so flustered and out of order.He grabbed Xu Jiming's hands and kissed them regardless.

Just this once, just this once.He repeated to himself over and over again in his heart, just this time, only once.

Xia Yang didn't know how to kiss, he just desperately and stubbornly rubbed Xu Jiming's lips fiercely, with the force of biting, and soon tasted the bloody taste in his mouth.

Xu Jiming's body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and he remained motionless for a long time, allowing Xia Yang to move, until Xia Yang's hand reached into his clothes and stroked the skin around his waist, and he came back to his senses.

Xia Yang?what is he doingDoes he know what he is doing at this time?

Xu Jiming felt his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.Finally, he closed his eyes fiercely, pressed the back of Xia Yang's head, and snatched the initiative in this "war".

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"Is he kissing me back? Does he love me too?" The cognitively burned Xia Yang became happy, and he got closer to Xu Jiming, feeling that he was going crazy with happiness.

The kiss was so hot, Xia Yang stroked Xu Jiming's skin with one hand, and clasped Xu Jiming's fingers with the other. Xu Jiming pressed Xia Yang against the wall with a force, and the positions of the two sides turned sharply.

His lips closed again. In front of him was a fiery body, but behind him was an icy wall. Xia Yang was stunned by the ice, and he came back to his senses in an instant.

Xia Yang fled in despair.

Xu Jiming looked at his back, didn't move for a long time, his eyes were dark and sad, then he laughed at himself, turned the water into cold water with a snap, and stood there motionless for a long time .

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Xia Yang didn't wake up until the sun was high, the hangover made him have a splitting headache.Sunlight poured in through the window, casting speckled halos on the ground, which was surprisingly warm.

Xia Yang looked down, narrowed his eyes and buried his head in the quilt again.The moment he lay down, he heard footsteps in the living room. Grandpa was not at home. He got up in surprise, wondering if a thief had broken into the house?

Just then the door was opened.

Xu Jiming leaned against the door and looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "I drank so much yesterday, did you feel uncomfortable?"

Seeing that Xia Yang just stared at him without speaking, Xu Jiming was also a little nervous. He avoided Xia Yang's sight and said, "Hey, just say something, it's so scary."

Xia Yang closed his eyes, and said after a while, "Why are you here?"

"You, don't you remember?" I don't know if it was Xia Yang's illusion, but Xu Jiming seemed almost invisible to breathe a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became more sincere.

He opened the door and walked in and said, "I said you are really heartless, you don't answer my phone call. I waited for you all night yesterday, and you treated me like this? I said, why do you drink so much wine?"

Xia Yang's head was still dizzy, and he lowered his eyes for a long time and said in a low voice: "...colleague party, so I came back late."

Xu Jiming said, "Where is Grandpa?"

"There was a party, I went with my friends, and I will be back in a few days." Xia Yang shook his head, frowned again: "I remember yesterday..."

"You drank too much yesterday." Xu Jiming interrupted him before he could finish speaking. The speed was so fast that Xia Yang didn't realize it. It took a while for him to utter an oh, and sat on the bed without moving.

Xu Jiming said: "Look at you, you've worked very hard, you've lost so much weight, hurry up and wash up, I've finished cooking."

With a creak, the door was closed, Xia Yang stared at the closed door, rubbed his brows, lifted the quilt and got up.

Some pictures flashed through his mind very quickly, he pressed his forehead, and sat back.

The misty bathroom, the smell of wine, kisses... The broken pictures are strung together bit by bit. Xia Yang can even recall the warmth of Xu Jiming's lips and body, and even remember the touch and temperature of Xu Jiming's physical contact. Clearly.I don't remember the other details clearly, but I only remember Xu Jiming froze as if terrified.

Xia Yang's hand slipped from his face, and he lay down on the bed, recalling Xu Jiming's reaction just now, he laughed brightly and silently.

What a gentle and kind person, he thought, just like the warm sun in winter, warm but not scorching, bright but not dazzling, there is no place that is not comforting, and there is no place that is not soft.It makes people sink in the mud and cannot extricate themselves.

However, at this moment, Xia Yang hated Xu Jiming's kind and gentle character very much.He said I was drunk, but was I really drunk?