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Ai Xing simply sat on the ground, wrapped Ning He in his arms, and sighed, "Why do I always make you cry...?"

Ning He lay on his shoulders, froze for a while, then through Ai Xing's cotton T-shirt, opened his mouth to bite his tight shoulder muscles, seriously wanting to leave a mark on his body.

Ai Xing didn't feel the pain, and he didn't tell him to let go. After a while, he heard Ning He say, "Ai Xing, it's been so many years, I still bite your teeth."

In fact, Ai Xing felt that his exercise intensity was not as good as before.At least in these years, he has hardly swum much, and most of his exercise is in the gym.

He rubbed Ning He's back lightly, and asked him, "Dating and getting married with me are actually very hard work, right?"

"...Maybe I think too much." Ning He held the corner of his mouth and smiled a bit bitterly, "Perhaps we shouldn't get married so early, if we were more mature, some things would be handled more easily good."

Ai Xing hugged him tightly and said, "There was no rush then, and it's not too late now."

He knew that the high school student himself was impulsive, reckless, and impatient.But a person can meet another person who makes you can't wait any longer, you always just want to run to him, hold him in your arms and kiss him passionately, how can you expect to be overthrown in the next second.

Ai Xing spent the most irrational youth in his life on Ning He, even if he was destined to be hurt by love, he would still say that he has no regrets in his youth.

Ning He held his face and was about to kiss him.Ai Xing leaned back and said with a smile, "I just ate dumplings."

Ning He's answer was to press on his lips without hesitation, push his teeth away, and entangle him deeply.

They hugged and rubbed on the floor like any other couple in the ordinary world.

The former Ai Xing and Ning He haloed themselves, they are the heirs of the group, the kings of the stage, and the most shining people under the chasing light.Later, the lights on the stage were extinguished, and the stars fell suddenly. They also helped each other through the most difficult period in the loss and darkness.

Ning He has always been gentle and restrained. He used the sharpest and most unpleasant words to describe himself, but in order to take care of Ai Xing's feelings, he never said a single bad word about Ai's relatives.

At the end of the kiss, Ai Xing let him lie on his body and said to him, "You are not immature. I was too naive back then, so that all the pressure was passed on to you. If your mother repeatedly instilled me, leave You'll make your career a success, and I'll probably believe it."

Ning He listened to the sound of Ai Xing's heartbeat hitting his eardrums one after another, and it was only then that he seemed to have a real sense of the warming up of his feelings.

He leaned against Ai Xing's chest, he couldn't think of it for a while, and said with guilt, "I've always been worried that you would embarrass my mother after you knew the truth, so I avoided talking about it to her."

However, Ai Xing's face only showed a kind of relief of shaking hands with the past, gently stroking Ning He's head, as if stroking a rare docile cat, "I seem to have asked you before, if you and your mother Who will you save if we fall into the water together. Didn’t we agree that I can swim, so you have to save her.”

Ning He remained silent for a longer time this time, as if trying to calm down.

"Ai Xing." He called out softly, and then said, "How did you live alone in New York?"—He had already finished talking about his past, and finally had the courage to listen to Ai Xing's six years.

Ai Xing lay on the ground on his back, he didn't know whether it was because he didn't want to recall the past, or he was really hungry, so he said pitifully, "I've only eaten one dumpling and I need to have a heart-to-heart talk, can you fill my stomach first?"

Ning He smiled and sat up from him, and said, "As long as you can eat, my share is also yours."

Later, the two drank some wine with fried rice and dumplings.

Both Ai Xing and Ning He's drinking capacity is not bad, but Ai Xing focused on cleaning up food, Ning He lacked appetite because of the ups and downs just now, drank half a bottle on an empty stomach, and gradually became a little drunk.

He supported his face with one hand, propped his elbows on the edge of the table, and quietly watched Ai Xing eat.

When Ai Xing found out that the bottle of wine had almost run out, Ning He looked at him gradually blurred.

Ai Xing touched Ning He's face across the dining table, "The alcohol content is not high, so you're drunk?"

Ning He grabbed his outstretched hand and said with a smile, "I'm not drunk. One plus one equals two."

Ai Xing was amused by him, holding the chopsticks with the other hand, picked up the last fried egg on his plate and fed it to him.

Ning He swallowed the piece of egg skin, and said inarticulately, "Ai Xing, I'm drifting now, I always think I'm dreaming..." Then he rubbed Ai Xing's palm obediently , "Did you sign that divorce agreement?"

Ai Xing stared at him, "What do you think?"

Ning He thought for a while, stood up and went around the round table, hooked Ai Xing's neck and sat in his arms, and asked him, "Why didn't you sign? You don't have to think of me when you have insomnia late at night, so why don't you just itch with me?" Thoughts of a clean break?"

Ai Xing leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "The day you just came back, I played slot machines for two hours in the casino downstairs of the clubhouse and kept losing money. Then one day Boss Cheng couldn't stand it anymore and came to accompany me Chatting, asking me what is the relationship with you, and I said, "That's my wife", it was quite cool."

In fact, it is not provocative.But at the end of Ai Xing's words, his eyes gradually turned red.

He was wearing a simple cotton T-shirt, slacks, barefoot, tall and tall sitting in a chair with Ning He on his lap.

Ning He just watched him narrating in a straightforward manner in front of him, and then suddenly realized that Ai Xing might be about to cry.

If someone asks Ning He in the future, how would you measure Ai Xing's love for you.Ning He would probably tell him without hesitation that it was the weight of a tear.

Ning He is smart and sensitive. He has written songs for Ai Xing, shed tears, and presupposed all the worst possibilities.But in his memory, Ai Xing never seemed to back down.It wasn't until this moment that Ning He realized that Ai Xing was also afraid.

He was a little flustered and wanted to comfort Ai Xing.But the tear did not fall after all, Ai Xing finally kept the last dignity of a man who was broken in love but did not divorce.

"There will be no next time, Ning He." Ai Xing looked very calm, waiting for Ning He to wipe away the wet marks at the end of his eyes, then turned around Ning He, and continued, "So many people threw themselves into their arms Hug, I have never been tempted once. During social gatherings, some people even came to untie my tie and feed me wine, but I pushed them away. Many friends thought I was fucking stupid, and a first love is worth such a heart-to-heart .”

Ning He looked at him, and he said again, "Did you hear, there will be no next time."——The tone seemed a little harsh, but the eyes were very gentle, as if he could give Ning He another ten thousand concessions.

Ning He turned around and took the wine glass, raised his head and took a sip, then lowered his head to kiss Ai Xing, and passed the wine with his mouth.Ai Xing quickly fell into the clear smell of wine and the fragrance of his lips and teeth brought by Ning He.

In fact, time flies and many things have changed.But at the moment when they kissed in the afterglow of the sunset, it seemed that the romantic summer night many years ago had never gone far.

That night, Ai Xing finally finished all the video conferences and walked out of the study rubbing his shoulders. Ning He was already lying on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep.

Ai Xing turned off the TV, bent down to hug him, and found that he was sinking a lot in his arms, and couldn't help teasing him, "Brother, you can get fat after drinking porridge for a few days, don't you?" Too easy to raise?"

Ning He let him hold him firmly, without moving a bit, until Ai Xing put him on the bed, he opened his eyes and said lazily, "Ai Xing, I will make you worry less from now on."

Ai Xing faced him up and down, while pretending to be serious, "I am very pleased that you are so sensible."

When Ning He's clothes were about to be stripped by Ai Xing, he suddenly asked Ai Xing a question that sounded silly, "Which one is better, the 27-year-old me or the 19-year-old me?"

Ai Xing has gone through six years of emotional emptiness, but his love IQ has not dropped at all.

He buried Ning He's neck and said without hesitation, "Of course you will always be 19 years old. Even if one day I am old, I am already 60 or 70 years old, and Ning He who is 19 years old will not be old."

Ning He was full of emotion, rubbing Ai Xing's short hair with his palm, and said with emotion, "Ai Xing, I want to take good care of you, and I can't let you deceive others."

While kissing him, Ai Xing confirmed with him, "You have to remember what you said."

Ning He laughed, took the initiative to untie his belt, and asked tentatively, "Can you let me go out for a walk tomorrow?"

He originally thought that Ai Xing would at least ask where he was going, but he didn't expect Ai Xing to say straightforwardly, "Take care of your husband well tonight, and let you go out tomorrow."