Two pots of water

The light swayed in the panting sound that gradually calmed down, and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows was dazzling.

The back vest was scratched a little by thin sweat, Jiang Chu slowly raised one hand and pressed it to his eyes, and exhaled a long breath from his trembling chest.

Tan Zui had the same rhythm as him, and Jiang Chu could feel his strong heartbeat pounding through his skin.

He stretched his hands around Tan Zui's shoulders, and patted Tan Zui's back to signal him to get up. Tan Zui rested his forehead on his shoulder for a while before letting go of his hands, propping himself up and kneeling up.

The T-shirt covering Jiang Chu's face slipped out at some point, and Tan Zui picked it up and wiped it casually.

When he was about to wipe Jiang Chu's lower abdomen, Jiang Chu pressed his hand: "I am myself."

His voice was so hoarse that he was stunned when he heard it.

Tan Zui didn't speak, and let go of his hand to leave the T-shirt on Jiang Chu's body.

Jiang Chu tugged at the clothes that had been pushed to his chest and sat up. When he looked down, he felt his scalp numb in circles.

One of his legs was squeezed and slid out of the sofa, and his body was in a mess.

Qin Zui's t-shirt is still black, and it's hard to see those things sticking to it.

He didn't know how he adjusted his pants, and he didn't have the nerve to meet Tan's eyes, so he got up and went to the bathroom with his t-shirt in his hands.

When Jiang Chu came out of the shower, Tan Zui also went in and took a shower. He saw his T-shirt soaked in the sink, and Jiang Chu squeezed a pile of hand sanitizer into it.

Stretching out his hand to stir it twice, he couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

Tan most nimbly rubbed the t-shirt, twisted it, found a hanger to hang it up, and when he went out, he saw Jiang Chu sitting cross-legged on the bed facing the floor-to-ceiling window, and a wisp of smoke zigzags from his head. Floating up, as if about to become a fairy.

He drank the half glass of water that Jiang Chu drank on the table, and he also lifted his legs to get on the bed, hugged Jiang Chu from behind, and rubbed Jiang Chu's belly with his palm.

"Did you finish washing?" Jiang Chu was biting his cigarette in a daze, and he was hugged by Tan Zui before he recovered, but a piece of cigarette ash fell from his head and landed on his leg.

He whispered "fuck" in his heart, and looked down for a long time.

"En." Tan Zui responded, resting his chin on his shoulder and looking forward, reaching out to help him sweep.

After sweeping the cigarette ash, he took half of the cigarette out of Jiang Chu's mouth and bit it into his mouth.

Jiang Chu stared blankly at Tan Zui's hand resting on his lap, then poured another cigarette out of the cigarette case and drank it.

"Puppy." He called Tan Zui.

Qin Zui put his arms around his waist and pulled back hard, motioning Jiang Chu to relax his back and lean against him.

Has this kid's chest grown enough to support a person?

Jiang Chu didn't really lean back, and squeezed Tan Zui's hand with all his strength: "I know it seems gothic to say these things now."

Qin most didn't answer his words, but the rhythm of breathing tightened.

Jiang Chu continued to speak with some difficulty: "But you can't do this anymore."

In the space when Tan made no sound and did not make any movements, Jiang Chu strangely recalled the experiences of breaking up in the past.

He was always the one who was "dumped", and I can't remember clearly before, but the one with the clearest impression is his ex-girlfriend.

When she said the five words "Let's break up" to Jiang Chu, her voice was very soft, and her eyes seemed to be troubled.

Jiang Chu didn't know what her real mood was at that time, and he forgot how he felt at that time.

It didn't seem that he had any strong psychological feelings, and he even breathed a sigh of relief for the other party.

Now he and Tan most don't have any nominal intimate relationship, they just said "You can't do this anymore", but his heart felt uncomfortable.

It's not that I feel bad for myself, it's that I feel bad for Qin most.

Tan Zui is really like a puppy. His puppy, the puppy is too sincere, and he doesn't hide his emotions at all.

He didn't dare to look back into Tan Zui's eyes.

"I don't know if you can understand that." Jiang Chu frowned, fixed his eyes on the corner of the carpet, and squeezed Tan Zui's hand, "I can't explain to my parents, can you understand?"

"From my mother, she can't understand it, and it's impossible to accept it. From my father... who is also your father, it's even more impossible." Jiang Chu's brain was tense when he mentioned this relationship, "I should Call your mother 'Mom', you are my younger brother and I am your elder brother."

"I can't just be responsible for myself, I have a whole family above me, including you." He almost squeezed out the words from his throat, "Understood?"

Qin Zui still didn't speak.

Jiang Chu touched the lighter a little irritably, and lit the cigarette with a "click".

"If there is no such relationship, or if I am at your age, maybe I..." He paused, not continuing to make such meaningless assumptions.

"You're too young, Qin Zui." The weed-like thoughts in my head turned back and forth, and they still turned back to the deepest root, "When I was your age, I also felt that I liked that one all my life. Girl, will marry her, and there will be no one else."

"Think about that intern teacher in your junior high school now, and in a few years, look back and think about how you treat me now," Jiang Chu gritted his teeth, "It's all the same."

"So you..." He still wanted to continue talking, but Tan Zui kept hugging him quietly and didn't respond, but interrupted him at this moment.

"Is it because of this?" Tan Zui clasped Jiang Chu's hand in his hand, and tightly circled Jiang Chu's waist.

"Why is it because of this?" Jiang Chu was so strangled that he almost didn't bite his cigarette, and almost couldn't help but want to turn around and slap him on the head, "I've been talking about it for a long time, and you just pick up what you want to hear..."

"Nothing else counts. In the final analysis, what you are most afraid of is that I am younger than you. I am afraid that my feelings for you will not count and will change in the future, right?" Tan Zui interrupted him again, pulling Jiang Chu's chin forcefully. Turn him to face himself.

"...Why don't the others count? If you say it doesn't count, don't you?" Jiang Chu really wanted to curse, and opened his mouth to ponder for a long time, but he didn't know how to refute.

"I actually don't understand why you compare yourself with my junior high school teacher." Tan Zui didn't answer his question, and frowned slightly, staring at Jiang Chu seriously.

"You and him are not the same thing at all." He twisted Jiang Chu's left chest, fastened it firmly with the palm of his hand, felt Jiang Chu's heartbeat, and at the same time could feel the tooth marks left by him, " I never had these thoughts about him about you, no one else. You are different from anyone to me, is it hard to believe me, bro?"

Qin most rarely expressed his feelings in such a long way, Jiang Chu was speechless for a while, staring at the carpet in a daze.

"It's okay if you don't believe me, I'm not afraid that you won't trust me, and I have no other choice." Tan Zui hugged him tightly again, pressing against Jiang Chu's neck from behind, "But you can't trust me at 20, can I be 25? 28 years old, is it okay to be your age? Is it okay to be 30 years old?"

"I can wait until you are willing to believe me, can you give me the time?" Tan was not talking angrily, his tone was very serious, so serious that his voice became tense, "Wait for me, okay bro?"

Jiang Chu couldn't tell whether the twitching pain in his heart was caused by Tan's overly forceful palm, or the strong emotion he squeezed from behind.

He just felt distressed, Tan Zui didn't say a word that hurt people, but every word made him want to gasp.

"Why can't you understand what I'm saying?" Jiang Chu was so distressed that he turned around and clasped Tan Zui's neck and rubbed his back vigorously. He was so distressed that he didn't know how to play with him, so he could only stick it with the bridge of his nose. Sticking to Tan Zui's profile, he was so angry that he bit his ear hard, "What the hell are you?"

Qin Zui clasped Jiang Chu's waist and pushed him to the bedside, then buried his head and kissed him.

For the next two days, neither of them mentioned these words again.

Jiang Chu was in a state of confusion, falling asleep in the middle of the night and remembering that Tan Zui hugged him tightly and said brother, wait for me, his heart twitched.

Then he couldn't help but want to sigh, turned over and threw his leg on Tan Zui, waking up and chatting with him.

Qin Zui didn't want to, and tried not to give Jiang Chu a chance to think too much.

"Just have fun these few days, okay brother?" He seized the opportunity and tugged on Jiang Chu's pants. Apart from going out for shopping and eating, he wished he could lock Jiang Chu in the hotel for the rest of the time. inside.

Jiang Chu was almost bewitched by him.

It’s not right to say “almost”—leave the familiar environment of daily life and study, stay in a place where only two people are alone, and have nothing to do except eat and play every day. It’s really easy to feel like “there is no one else in this world” indulgence and depravity.

Moreover, if there is a first time in everything, there will be a second time. His connivance with Tan Zui has soared in a straight line.

The first time on the sofa, Jiang Chu heard the sound of Tan Zui groping for the zipper, and Jiang Chu's ears burned. When he was grabbed, he almost jumped on his knees and kicked Tan Zui down.

The first two times were just hands. On the third day, he and Tan Zui went to the scenic spots and came back after a long day. His bones were almost squeezed out of place, and he slumped on the bed and just wanted to sleep.

Tan Zui turned off the lights and played a ghost movie on the TV. The two of them were talking at odds, and while he was dizzy, he dared to press him down and rub his legs against him. Arch the heels of the legs.

Jiang Chu was dumbfounded for the first few times, and when he realized it, all the hairs on his body exploded, and he twisted his arm to violently beat someone up, but Tan Zui pressed the back of his head and covered it with the pillow, biting his neck and spattering his leg.

Although he was still beaten up by Jiang Chu afterwards, he was thick-skinned enough and knew he was satisfied.

情要发，发完以后揍也挨着，挨完哪怕什么都不干，搂着江初睡觉看电视他都踏实。

However, it was originally arranged, and they even waited for the extended five-day vacation at any time, and the two of them didn't finish it.

After dinner in the evening on the fourth day, Jiang Chu thought he didn't buy enough things for Tan Zui, and wanted to take him to buy two more winter clothes, when his mother called.

"Where are you, Jiang Chu? I didn't see you back home after a vacation, and went out with Daben and the others again?" The mother's voice was like a high-rise wall clock that rang every day in a medical school, and a "dang" sounded Jiang. Woke up at the beginning.

"No." Jiang Chu took a look at Tan Zui, feeling guilty that he and Tan Zui's nonsense in the past few days was all seen by his mother through this phone call.

"I'll come...to see Tan Zui." He paused before continuing.

"Ah." My mother responded, and asked first, "Is he fine?"

"Very good." Jiang Chu said.

"It's fine, so come back and see your mother." The mother's tone became a little unhappy, "Is it addictive to raise a son for the couple? I haven't seen you care about me so much in the past two years."

Afterwards, without waiting for Jiang Chu to say more, she simply said "Come over for dinner tomorrow" and hung up the phone directly.