Refraction

When everyone was playing wildly until after two o'clock in the morning, Zheng Yi fell asleep on the sofa because he was too stupid, lost the game frequently, and drank too much wine.

So Chen Gong carried Zheng Yixian and bid farewell to the crowd—Chen Gong didn't drink, otherwise he was afraid that even if he could get a substitute driver, he would not be able to find his parking space.

Zheng Yi fell asleep peacefully in the car along the way, like a child.Because of this, Chen Gong had a feeling of being trusted by him - quite happily, smiling all the way to himself.

There was no traffic at night, and it only took more than a quarter of an hour to return to Zheng's family compound; I thought it would allow him to sleep a little longer, but when he entered the gate of the compound, the security guard asked to confirm the owner, so Chen Gong had to wake him up.

It doesn't matter if this guy wakes up, Zheng Yi went crazy again: "Did we play in the car just now?"

"What are you playing?"

"Play with that, hehe."

"No... I'm driving, why should I play with you?"

"Oh...that was my dream." Zheng Yi was a little frustrated, but after a while he laughed drunkenly and wretchedly: "You can also play with a car—I have seen a movie, just to play with a car of!"

"The films are all fake—acted."

Chen Gong originally dealt with the drunkard one after another, but he didn't know how this sentence touched Zheng Yi's tears, and he suddenly burst into tears.

Chen Gong looked for the house number with a wry smile, and hurriedly asked the drunk: "What's wrong with you?"

Zheng Yi sniffled: "It's fine even if it's acting...don't make it real..."

Chen Gong didn't know what to say.

Zheng Yi stretched out his hand and patted Chen Gong's thigh again: "It's okay, it's true, brother, don't be afraid! I will protect you! ——Take me as a target, you are on me... Do your best to revenge! I am willing! "

Chen Gong was in a fog.

Finally found Zheng's family in the labyrinth-like neighborhood. Before the car entered the gate, Zheng Yi unbuckled his seat belt, reached out and unwrapped Chen Gong's waist.Chen Gong was so frightened that while he was trying to keep his balance so that he aimed at the door, he didn't know how to stop him, so he could only try to persuade him: "Don't make trouble first! Renren, Renren will enter the house!"

Zheng Yi was disobedient and dragged most of it down.

He carried Zheng Yi back to the bed, took off his coat and covered the blanket, and Chen Gong came to the kitchen.Flipping through the refrigerator, he found a lemon, sliced ​​it and soaked it in two cups of warm water. Considering that he would not choke when he was drunk, Chen Gong specially inserted a straw, brought it back to the master bedroom and put it on the bedside table.

But Zheng Yi was already asleep.

Then save it for waking up tomorrow morning... Chen Gong thought, took off his sweaty T-shirt, lay down on the empty place next to Zheng Yi, and closed his eyes.

Closing his eyes, he felt that Mr. Zheng was actually quite pitiful: he lived alone in a huge house.

Does spaciousness mean comfort?Not necessarily, the first floor and the second floor add up to five, six, seven or eight rooms, and he just stays in the living room and the master bedroom every day; while the other spaces are just put on hold——Chen Gong couldn't help but Lots of horror stories.

The plot spread out in a daze, but he felt something moving around his crotch.Chen Gong woke up with a start, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat; subconsciously pushed his knees, and sat up.

Zheng Yi knelt in the darkness with his head in his arms: "Uh..."

Chen Gong took a deep breath, turned on the lamp on the bedside in the dark, and quickly asked, "Melon skin, melon skin! Where did you hit? Does it hurt?"

Zheng Yi shook his head, and smiled cheaply: "It doesn't hurt—it's over."

Now that he woke up, Chen Gong simply brought him warm water to urge him to drink: "Go to sleep after drinking, and stop making trouble."

Zheng Yi bit the straw and drank half of the cup with a "gudong gudong": "Let's make a fuss! Anyway, we are off on weekends!"

"But...you drank too much."

"No!" Zheng Yi bit to death, "I'm awake."

Chen Gong thought for a while, and his anger also burned his internal injuries: "Okay..."

Zheng Yi reeked of alcohol.

The kiss between the two seems to have a tacit understanding; Zheng Yi likes to stick his tongue out of nowhere, and Chen Gong always caters to him.Although it is not so jerky compared to the beginning, it is not a good experience...

It's just Zheng Yi, that's enough.

After kissing for a while, Chen Gong stopped, and took out a square package from the bag beside the bed.

Because he was reluctant to let go of Zheng Yi's hand, he bit the package between his teeth with one hand, twisted his head and tore it apart.

Across the dim bedside table lamp, he vaguely watched Chen Gong's flowing movements in the backlight.While Zheng Yi was feeling in his heart Chen Gong's movements and seeing the inexplicable energy, he closed his eyes and said, "Come on, I'll admit it's you!"

Just after thinking this way, he felt that Chen Gong stuffed something in his hand.

"I don't need to teach you how to wear this..." He whispered in his ear, "I...have no experience in the Western Hemisphere, you...take it easy!"

Zheng Yi opened his eyes, and looked at Chen Gong in the dark with his eyes closed and his head showing a heroic expression: "This...is for me? But...I have already washed that...'well' !"

"Eh?"

Chen Gong was at a loss.

Zheng Yi was at a loss.

Both sides are at a loss.

After being dazed for a moment, the two finally understood each other's meaning in a daze. Chen Gong came back to his senses first, snatched the item from Zheng Yi's hand, and laughed "Chi Chi": "So you kid is ready!"

Zheng Yi rushed over, knocked down Chen Gong, grabbed his wrist and grabbed him back desperately: "Make it clear—you, an old man, are the ones who got ready first!"

Zheng Yi's physique is comparable to his own, so it's really difficult to deal with; after teasing Zheng Yi for a long time, Chen Gong let go of his hand: "I'm teasing you, here you are—you're injured, I'll take care of you when you get better." I will settle it with you!"

It took a lot of energy to snatch things from Chen Gong, Zheng Yi was also tired, and lay down panting heavily: "Don't worry if I'm fine—you come, I don't have any experience...you come, I will learn first!"

It was obviously a ridiculous moment, but Chen Gong felt a little bit comforted: "You didn't say it earlier——I... also bought appliances on a special trip, and studied the instructions for a long time before I cleaned them...It's really uncomfortable."

After hearing this, Zheng Yi laughed until he was elbowed by Chen Gong before begging for mercy: "I too... have been dealing with the tutorials I found for a long time. That picture... really looks like melon skin!"

Chen Gong turned over and planted a kiss on Zheng Yi's forehead: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Chen Gong's face was against the light, and under the dim light, some parts were clear, and some parts were vague; his breathing was so close that every sound that entered Zheng Yi's ear canal would cause ripples.

"No... I am willing, I am really willing; it can be you." After a pause, Zheng Yi suddenly became serious: "You have a strange temper, your bends are bent, and you have an inexplicable 'straight cancer'— —I remember when you talked about your ex with me when you were having hot pot, you blamed yourself for all your problems, and you always felt that you were the only one who needed to take responsibility..."

Chen Gong didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"I'm afraid to let you fire the first shot, but I'm just worried that in the future you will always subconsciously put a lot of 'responsibility' and pressure on yourself-in fact, there is no need for this, it doesn't matter up and down, it is enough to be with you ——But you just can’t figure this out. I know you’re afraid of falling in love again, and I know you don’t believe what I said when I was in charge, but I’m also afraid. So I want to follow your way of thinking: this first Let me shoot the gun, so you won't be able to position yourself in the role of 'you need to be rich, you need to be free of weakness, and you need to carry everything'. You shoot the first shot, but don't always be tough on me in the future, just relax , softer, okay?—Of course I didn't mean that..."

Chen Gong was amused by him again. After laughing, he was silent for a long time, then reached out and stroked Zheng Yi's chin: "Okay."

After inciting, Zheng Yi sat up and urged Chen Gong: "Don't get ink stained, I really don't feel pain! It's just that it doesn't look good enough, you can make do with it! — At worst, don't turn on the light!"

Chen Gong nodded and said, "It looks good. I saw it just now, and it looks good. Then I'll be careful..."

Zheng Yi smiled at him: "Wretched old man!"

Zheng Yiren broke out in a sweat.

When RoundOne ended the intermission, the two lay side by side.Chen Gong actually thought of some small and fresh pictures at this juncture—the ceiling seemed to have turned into a flowing galaxy, the bed had turned into a grass field, and the cool air blown by the air conditioner smelled like flowers. At the same time, they turned back into two teenagers with boundless youth...

Just lie down like this until the exhausted physical strength is recovered.

Most of the time he was sober, Zheng Yi quickly drank water, urging him to change his home game next.

At the same time, he laughed at Chen Gong: "Old man, you can't do this!"

Having been picked on by his old business, Chen Gong expressed displeasure: "What do you mean—the experience is not good?"

Zheng Yi recalled that it was too good to be true, so good that there were no words to describe it; but: "Why... I can't get off the ground?" He jumped a few times while talking.

Chen Gong frowned and looked at him blankly: "What?"

"Isn't that what's written in those novels? It's said that the attack is strong, and that the recipient can't get off the ground the next day!"

Chen Gong laughed with a "huh" and said, "That's all fake and scribbled! ——According to that: I have to make an appointment with you in advance after playing a game?"

"fake?"

"This is a matter between two people! I really don't care about your feelings and you can't get off the ground-it's a muscle strain! You have to go to the hospital! That's what love!"

Zheng Yi was a little embarrassed by the updated world view: "I don't know... this scares me!"

"Co-author... You made this kind of psychological preparation?"

"Yeah!" Zheng Yi jumped back on the bed: "I had already planned it: I would lie in tears for two days on Saturday and Sunday——I asked you to serve me tea and water!" Picking up Chen Gong's trousers, he took out the cigarette case: "Where's the lighter?"

Chen Gong looked for it: "The lighter is in the car—I'll get it."

"Farewell. There seem to be matches in the nightstand."

There is only one match left.

"One is enough." Saying that, he stuffed a cigarette into Zheng Yi's mouth, and Chen Gong took one himself, and brought the two cigarettes together over his head.

Carefully paddling, protecting the flame, lit the cigarette.

"'Guardian's Kiss'..." Chen Gong imitated the example and said the name of the "ceremony".

The picture is quite attractive.Zheng Yi pursed his lips: "If you betray, the knight will be hanged!"

"Then let's wait and see."

Under the dark light, the two looked at each other, and after a while, they laughed "hehe".

After RoundTwo ended, the alcohol had completely evaporated with sweat, and the sky had turned gray outside the gap in the curtains.

Zheng Yi clamored to take a shower with Chen Gong, went into the bathroom and turned on the bright light, and endured the glaring light before feeling fully awake.

While brushing his teeth, Zheng Yi received a slap on the back of the head from Chen Gong. He felt that he had gnawed his neck "everywhere is beautiful": "My... collar can't cover it!"

"If you can't cover it, don't cover it, what are you afraid of!" Zheng Yi turned around and looked at his back: "I'm also 'all over the mountains and fields'—even 'on the edge of the well'!"

Chen Gong continued to brush his teeth, pretending not to hear, refusing to admit that he was the instigator.

"Hey! Let me ask you: At that time you asked Qiu Mang to tell me that Yang Yi was trying to harm me-did you fall in love with me then?"

Chen Gong subconsciously wanted to deny it, but felt...it was already at this moment, there was really no need to be shy: "Yes."

"What was your mentality when you first thought I had fallen into his trap?"

"Uncomfortable-I feel that although you are a bastard, you should not be calculated like this; I also feel that I didn't give you a hand earlier because of the 'disharmony'... I am especially not a thing."

"Tsk..." Zheng Yi patted Chen Gong: "What a good fellow!"

Chen Gong rinsed his mouth: "Be quick, it's time to sleep!"

The hatchbacks were just like this, Zheng Yi's gaze met Chen Gong's in the mirror, and he realized that he was actually blushing at this juncture.

The drunkenness dissipated, Zheng Yi's mind was extremely clear at the moment, and he looked at Chen Gong's body under the light of the bathroom; after looking at it for a long time, he seemed to remember something, and he looked dazed.

Chen Gong thought he was admiring his own flesh, so he clenched his fists and squeezed his arms together.

"Where's your peach heart birthmark?"

"What?"

"What about the birthmark on your chest?"

"Chest?... I haven't had a birthmark since I was a child... I don't have one on my whole body."

"Aren't you? Wait a minute!" After sloppy rinsing his mouth, he ran out of the bathroom to pick up the phone from the bedside, and flipped through the videos in the album favorites: "This...?"

Chen Gong took over the phone with a dazed face, scrolled through the progress bar, and enjoyed watching it for a while: "Why do you all like to watch Japanese movies——Cheng Shen even shared this movie with me—the full version!"

"This film... is from Japan?"

Chen Gong pressed the volume button to the maximum: "Listen! —— Doesn't this have a LOGO? Mosaic□□!"

Zheng Yi was dumbfounded on the spot, and Chen Gong reacted for a while before he understood what Zheng Yi was thinking: "You don't think...it's me, do you?"

Zheng Yi hesitated, not daring to speak.

Chen Gong took out his mobile phone, found the full version of the resources shared by Cheng Shen, and slid the progress bar to the end to show Zheng.

At the end of the full version, as usual, there are interviews with actors after the show is over. The man with a full face who opened his eyes and sat on the sofa has a heart-shaped birthmark on his chest that is more clear; don't.

There was actually a good person who added subtitles to that Japanese interview—"It's the first time I played in a coma, I hope my performance is good; if I have the opportunity in the future, I want to play more roles in the plot!"

Chen Gong picks up on the subtitles: "This translation is not accurate. The meaning of his original words is closer: 'If there is a chance in the future, I want to try to play a role in a drama'."

"So you can speak Japanese..." Zheng Yiyu was still shocked, and just muttered this sentence.

After murmuring, he was stunned for a long time before laughing again: "Hahaha... you have a dream!"

But he smiled and laughed, and then cried hoarsely.

Fearing that Chen Gong would see his expression, with a mentality that was close to deception, he hugged Chen Gong and looked away from him, and began to cry.

Chen Gong couldn't figure out Zheng Yi's complicated emotional direction, but he heard Zheng Yi trying to control his voice while weeping, trying to make his defense clearer: "This crying is not...not fear...don't...don't look down on me. Me! Lao Tzu, this is... this is... hot blood... tears of consolation from a man!"

Patting Zheng Yi on the back to help him calm down, Chen Gong felt that he might still be hungover, so he cooperated with Zheng Yi and patted him on the back lightly, coaxing him: "No, no, no! Crying is also annoying! "

Zheng Yi took a few sharp breaths, only to feel that his forehead was burning hot: "It's fine if it's not you! My heart hurts... My heart hurts to death!"

After hearing this sentence, Chen Gong finally understood Zheng Yi's train of thought: Co-author Zheng Yi took this video as a real record, and even took the protagonist in it as himself, mistakenly thinking that he had really suffered from this. Waiting for the "big humiliation"...

By the way—after learning that Zheng Yi was not fooled by Yang Yi, Chen Gong still couldn’t figure it out—why did Zheng Yi repeatedly ask himself about “being secretly photographed” when we ate hot pot together in Chengdu? manner……

Including the sentence "I just wanted to see your breasts" - he wanted to check the "heart-shaped birthmark" and check whether he was really the protagonist in this "violation record"...so he concealed the "identity card" "I haven't lost" the fact that Lai was looking for an opportunity to verify it in his room...so when he was pressed by himself...to respond with a confession...

Now all causality is connected.

But... is that confession false?

Chen Gong didn't ask, but it was Zheng Yi who broke away from Chen Gong's embrace, and looked at Chen Gong with a firm gaze: "That's right... that confession is false - but loving you is true! I know You care about face, if this is true - if I ask you directly, you will commit suicide in embarrassment and anger, that's why you made so many troubles by beating around the bush! If you feel bad, I'll make up a few more swear words for you in the future!"

Chen Gong looked at him, tried his best to control his expression and bit his lips—restored everything in his mind, Chen Gong felt that Zheng Yi was very heartwarming; but he really wanted to laugh.

But now that Zheng Yi is crying like this, and laughing, it seems that the "victim" himself has no conscience.

So the two men who had been misunderstood as "victims" by each other's wishful thinking just looked at each other silently.

While waiting to regain his emotions, Zheng Yi saw a small scene in his peripheral vision.

There were two glasses of water on the bedside table, one was drunk and half was left.

Xu was afraid that he would choke on the water when he was drunk, so Chen Gong carefully put a straw in the glass; but the water surface bent the light, so the straw was "bent" into two pieces.

If those two paragraphs looked at each other, maybe they would also have wishful thinking and pity for the "destroyed" other half...

Like a joke.

Staring quietly at that scene for a long time... Zheng Yi finally vented enough of the fear and heartache that had been accumulated for a long time.

Turning his gaze back to Chen Gong's face, he saw the old man's expression of trying to hold back his smile; Zheng Yi knew that he had lost face, and became angry from embarrassment, he leaned against his forehead and bit his lip viciously.

After a while, the two laughed again.

Refraction, over.

The author has something to say: Huh... the second novel is also finished.

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--small theater

next day:

Zheng Yi felt ashamed of his crying behavior, so he shouted: "It doesn't count! I drank too much at night and have no memory! I didn't experience the feeling of shooting! Do it again!"

Chen Gong said indifferently: "You haven't experienced the feeling of being shot, have you?"

Zheng Yi: "...!"