Two pots of water

How enjoyable the winter vacation is, how tangled it is to buy a return ticket.

Qin Zui's school registration time is March [-]rd, and classes start on the [-]th.

Just to buy tickets for the afternoon or evening of the [-]rd, or the fart thing in the morning of the [-]th, the two of them researched for a long time.

In the end, Jiang Chu was about to start beating people up, so he finally decided to buy the ticket for the afternoon of the [-]rd.

"You just want me to leave early." Qin Zui came in with the computer in hand, sat cross-legged on Jiang Chu's bed and sighed pretendingly.

"You might as well not come back after your vacation, the one-hour drive is so strenuous." Jiang Chu felt like laughing at what he said, so he leaned on the bed and stepped on Qin Zui.

The foot felt so subtle and refreshing, he didn't take it back at all, just kicked his legs up and down, and even scratched with his toes.

But seeing that Qin Zuzhen had booked the ticket, the feeling of reluctance became even stronger as the dust settled.

"I'm too tired from walking in the morning. I'm in a hurry. I just want to sleep when I arrive at school. It's too late at night." He pulled Tan Zui over and pulled his back. "I can't do anything, even the quilt can't be dried." .”

"You really don't want me to see you off?" He scratched Tan Zui's face again.

"Don't send it off." Tan Zui hugged Jiang Chu and kissed him, "You won't be able to come back in the past."

"What's the matter if you don't come back?" Jiang Chu laughed.

"Locked in the hotel." Tan Zui pressed his forehead and bit his nose lightly, "I won't give you any clothes, just wait on the bed every day for me to find you after class."

Jiang Chu nodded: "You are promising."

Tan Zui smiled and kissed him again.

The day before he left, Tan Zui went to Jiang Liantian's house for dinner as usual.

Tan Shuman's human touch is indeed much better than before.

In the past, the most money he gave Qin was money, without mentioning anything else, just like a salary.

This time, he took the initiative to ask if he had enough money, and told Tan Zui to ask her if he didn't have enough money.

Qin Zui smiled and said nothing.

He never opened his mouth to ask Tan Shuman for money, and he will not open his mouth in the future.

But he took whatever Tan Shuman gave him, and he was not polite at all.

After eating as usual, it was Jiang Chu's turn to buy things wholesale for him as usual.

When Qin came back bare-handed, he had to drag another box back.

"It won't fit under another bed." Tan Zui knocked on the suitcase that Jiang Chu had packed for him.

"You can just send one back." Jiang Chu turned and looked at Tan Zui, still thinking about what to take.

When he recovered, he found that Tan Zui had been staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Chu scratched his chin with his index finger.

Tan Zui didn't speak, frowned and hugged Jiang Chu very tightly, burying his face in his shoulder.

Qin was most thinking of an expression.

A suitable one can fully explain his expression of feelings for Jiang Chu.

He didn't want to say a lot of things to Jiang Chu now, because he was embarrassed, and more because he understood that Jiang Chu had deep worries in his heart.

He still can't give Jiang Chu anything other than feelings, and saying things that are too deep will only increase Jiang Chu's burden.

"I'm special..." Tan Zui started and paused, this feeling of not knowing what to say made him a little annoyed.

He let go of Jiang Chu and looked at him, frowning still: "You are very important, can you understand?"

"Ah." Jiang Chu replied in a daze, "Understood."

Theoretically, he could understand what Tan Zui meant, and hearing what Tan Zui said, he felt very warm in his heart.

But it was fine just now, and he suddenly said this while packing his luggage, which actually made him want to laugh a little.

Seeing Tan Zui's expression, he was embarrassed to really laugh.

After all, Tan Zui usually said "Brother, I miss you" when he came and went back and forth. He finally managed to say goodbye before returning to school, and now he grinned happily, which hurt his self-esteem.

"You understand shit." Tan Zui knew he didn't understand by looking at his eyes, and frowned.

"Fuck." Jiang Chu couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped Qin Zui on the back with a smile, "Why are you crazy?"

Tan Zui blocked his arm, turned around and went to the living room to find a cigarette case, popped out a frown and bit it.

Jiang Chu was thinking about whether he had to smooth the fur of the suddenly mad puppy, when Tan Zui grabbed his usual drinking cup and turned around to go to the kitchen.

Jiang Chu heard the sound of the faucet being turned on, and Tan Zui took out a full glass of water and knocked the glass on the table.

"This cup is me," he raised his chin towards the cup, then turned his head to look at Jiang Chu, "the water in it is you."

"Understood?" He moved the corner of his mouth with a cigarette in his mouth, and continued to look at Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu stared at the full glass of water and remained silent for a long time.

"Hey, I understand." As if his heart was full of crumpled newspapers, he hurried over and grabbed Tan Zui's neck and touched his face vigorously, "Puppy Zui."

Qin Zui sprayed cigarettes on his face.

The fun activity on the last night before returning to school, because of Tan Zui's glass of water, the two of them got into a fight a little too much.

This winter, Tan Zui wanted to play tricks more and more every time since he pulled Jiang Chu's hand to use it.

What kind of hands and legs, clenched together and hitting each other, until the screen saver made a fuss two days ago, he used his mouth after all.

I used Qin Zui's.

Years ago, he was slapped by Jiang Chu for disinfecting his saliva, but he failed to "eliminate".

That day when the truth "disappeared", Jiang Chu covered his eyes with his arms and covered his head with fireworks, and controlled his urge to hit the back of his head several times.

At that time, Tan Zui went to rinse his mouth and didn't say anything else.

Today, she straddled Jiang Chu's neck and looked down at him.

"Hey." Jiang Chu tilted his head awkwardly.

He wasn't too open about this kind of thing, but he was quite open when it really came.

But as he went forward for so many years, he never thought that one day he would be able to get along with a man, let alone such a thing would come into his mouth.

Or his brother.

Although Tan's most hooligan-like posture is very contagious, he is really embarrassed, always feeling so ashamed and flustered, as if a layer of 502 has been smeared on the middle of his mouth.

"Don't hide." Tan Zui turned his face back with that.

There was a "hum" in Jiang Chu's mind.

"You..." The skin on his face was almost burnt, and he didn't know what to do to react properly.

Tan Zui walked over his face, his eyes were burning in the darkness, and finally he rubbed against his mouth: "Taste a sip."

"You really think you are something good." Jiang Chu had to turn to the side even to breathe.

"One mouthful." Tan Zui called him back again, more vigorously and in a lower tone than before, "Open your mouth, bro."

"I've already started to miss you." Tan Zui said.

At some point in the future, "brother" should be set as a prohibited word in due course.

Jiang Chu thought about the glass of water again, and closed his eyes.

He really lived so long, and it was the first time he felt that opening his mouth to eat was such a resistance.

Compared with Jiang Chu's tenacity, which was so tense that he was about to cramp, and could still hold his hands and only set off fireworks in his head, Qin Zui couldn't do it at all.

He raised his hand to support the wall, and it didn't take long for him to become a mad dog.

A few times ago, Jiang Chu was a little distracted by thinking about things to divert his attention.

——There is one point that he has always found very interesting, and it is also quite patient to ponder.

No matter what Jiang Chu said, he was also someone who had watched the film, and he knew in his heart where the two of them were going to poke until the last step.

It is absolutely impossible for Qin to know more than him.

He pestered Jiang Chu every day like an addiction, but he never mentioned the last one.

Would Qin Zui feel embarrassed about such a thing?

That's impossible.

As soon as Jiang Chu came up with this idea, he immediately rejected it in his heart.

But for being able to progress in such a step-by-step manner, I really don't know whether to praise him for his perseverance or something else.

Afterwards he had no time to dream.

Jiang Chu was so choked that his esophagus spasmed, and before he wanted to retch, he was hit into his throat again, and the acid in his stomach was about to rush up.

I can't see anything in front of my eyes, the back of my head is almost pressed into the mattress through the pillow, and my nose is full of burning smell.

Just fucking food poisoning.

When this crime finally came to an end, Jiang Chu came back after rinsing his mouth in a daze, and Tan Zui grabbed his waist and hugged him tightly.

"Are you still choking bro?" He pressed against Jiang Chu's ear and asked hoarsely.

Jiang Chu was too lazy to speak, so he pointed at Tan Zui twice and kicked him out of the bed.

Tan Zui hugged him again through the quilt, and kissed his neck gently.

Jiang Chu sighed in his heart.

Unable to hold on for even 10 minutes, he turned over and hugged Tan Zui again, kicking the quilt over his waist.

Qin Zui's ticket is at two o'clock in the afternoon.

After lunch the next day, he cleaned up the whole house as he did before leaving last time.

Zhou Teng was lying on the coffee table catching his tail and watching him, Tan Zui scratched its head, and it flicked its head.

"Why do I feel that Zhou Teng and I are not so close?" Tan Zui raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"I don't even think about how many times you've seen it this winter." Jiang Chu looked at the cracked skin at the corner of his mouth in the mirror, and couldn't help but pull out a mask from the cabinet and put it on.

"Have you recognized his true colors? Lick the cat." He turned back to Zhou Teng and pointed at Tan Zui.

Tan laughed the most, Zhou Teng turned his head to the other side again, neither of them bothered to talk to each other.

"Are you coming back on May [-]st?" Jiang Chu parked the car at the entrance of the high-speed train, and before Qin Zui got out of the car, he started counting the days.

"The first half of the year is short, so don't worry about it." Tan Zui glanced out the window, closed the window, and quickly kissed Jiang Chu's neck.

"Knocked my nose." Jiang Chu said "Hey" and pulled down the mask a little funny.

"Turn on your phone and let me take a look." He tugged Tan Zui's arm vigilantly.

"No." Tan Zui smiled and showed him that it was a normal mobile phone with its own wallpaper.

"Delete everything that should be deleted. No one will borrow your mobile phone to make a call and find a mess." Jiang Chu warned him, "Did you hear that?"

"I know." Tan Zui glanced at the time, then rubbed Jiang Chu's leg again, "I'm leaving bro, don't come down."

"I can't get off, so I have to drive away." Jiang Chu pinched his butt, "Go puppy."

Seeing Qin Zui entering the station, a car behind him honked its horn, so Jiang Chu locked the door and drove off.

The most uncomfortable part of sending someone off is the moments before and after parting.

The co-pilot was empty, Jiang Chu seemed to be missing something, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

His mother asked him to go home to get some glutinous rice balls these two days.

Jiang Chu touched the marks on his neck, the car was already on the way, and turned a corner to drive home.

Go back and make up for it.

There was still an intersection away from the gate of the community, and a call came in from his mobile phone.

Thinking it was Qin Zui, Jiang Chu pressed the steering wheel and asked, "Get in the car?"

"Where are you going?" Old Du's voice came from the stereo, "Come to my place."

"I thought my brother was on the phone." Jiang Chu smiled, "What's the matter?"

"It's not a problem," Lao Du's tone was the same as usual, but he could tell that he was in a good mood, "Buy something."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Chu asked.

"Marry." Old Du said.