Divorce!I want to feed you.

In Qiu Ye's view, regardless of work, Jingshan lives by instinct.If you are an ordinary social person, when you speak, you have to consider whether the other party's position will be embarrassing, and how to say it will make the other party more acceptable.But he is different, never tactful, and will not easily hide his thoughts.As long as he wanted to say something, he would not worry about Qiu Ye's current thoughts.

"No, no need... I really thank Mr. Jingshan for causing you trouble over and over again, I'll leave right away..."

He got up and got out of bed, looking at the wrinkled shirt on his body, the blush on his face was still burning his head dizzy.I don't know how long I've been in a coma. I looked at my wrist and it's already one o'clock in the middle of the night. I don't know if Muma looked for me...

There was no news on the phone, Jing Shan leaned against the door and watched Qiu Ye tidy up her clothes in a hurry.It was the first time to sleep in someone else's bed, especially someone who was not so close, it just made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Your wife called you, and I told him that you fainted from hypoglycemia at my house. She asked me to tell you that after going to the party, I went back to my parents and won't come back tonight."

Said to Qiu Ye expressionlessly, Jing Shan's long body almost blocked the bedroom door tightly.

"That's it, thank you. I won't bother you and go back first."

There was only panic in his mind, but he did feel dizzy because of low blood sugar after he hadn't eaten anything all day.The tall male figure didn't move away in front of him, and Qiu also froze at the door, rubbing his eyes slightly and looking up at Jingshan.

"You wait here for a while, I'll boil the milk."

Regardless of whether Guan Qiuye agreed or not, he dragged the thin man with a light body, and Jing Shan sat down on the sofa with his still body.

Although he didn't know why and kept declining, but it seemed to be useless, the other party went to the kitchen without giving himself a chance.

Most of the kitchens in the whole apartment are installed in an open style. When Jingshan designed it, it should have considered the detailed internal layout, so that sitting on the sofa and watching the busy back of the kitchen can be regarded as enjoyment.

Qiu didn't know why she suddenly came to the strange conclusion that watching people cook is a kind of enjoyment.Maybe it's someone else, seeing your lover cooking for the family is a very happy thing, right?

"Do you hate sweets?"

"I don't hate it, I really like it."

Boring to hear the water in the pot gurgling and steaming, Qiu also watched Jing Shan pour the milk into the cup, and after adding two tablespoons of honey, he suddenly began to look forward to it.I haven't eaten for a long time, and I have a lot of mental pressure. I point to painkillers every day to hold on, and it seems that I can't bear it.But right now he longed for that cup of honey milk, like someone dying of thirst in the desert seeing an oasis.

Holding the cup and walking to the sofa, Qiu Ye realized that since he entered the kitchen, his eyes had been following Jingshan.This seemed unnatural, and Qiu was not used to staring into other people's eyes, so he had to look at the cup in the other's hand.

"Qiuya, why have you lost so much weight?"

The cup handed over was very warm. Although it was early spring, the temperature still made people feel comfortable.Qiu couldn't help but took two sips, the sweetness of honey filled his mouth.

"Really? I didn't even notice haha..."

Not wanting to explain further, he just lowered his head and drank the milk.

"You lied to me. I wasn't so thin when I first saw you. You were light when I carried you up."

"Pfft...cough..."

The heat that shot up to his head in an instant put Qiu Ye in a dilemma. Being carried upstairs by a big man "princess" was not a romantic and beautiful thing. He wanted to try to forget it, but the other party still wanted to mention it. Strange!

Tears flowed down unconsciously after coughing, but when he wanted to find a tissue to wipe it off, Jing Shan wiped it first.

"It's dirty, don't move."

Although his mouth said it was dirty, he still wiped it seriously, and Qiu, who was trying to avoid Jingshan, put down the cup.Once spilled, the sticky sweet stuff is hard to clean up.

The chest cavity began to contract, and the intimate contact made Qiu Ye very uncomfortable.No one wiped his mouth for a big man, and he was so thoughtless.There was no sense of disobedience in that kind of natural intimacy, but I was terribly restrained.

Twisting his cheeks, the hand that had been carefully wiping him was retracted, and his lips were restored to a clean state, but the face with his back to Jingshan couldn't turn back.He was so embarrassed that he felt that something was wrong with him in such a state.However, it is impolite to always turn your head away from others, so Qiuya had to drink all the milk in one gulp and then looked down at her knees.

"Keep your head up, I want to see you."

Seeing that Qiu might not speak for a long time, Jing Shan finally couldn't help but say this.

The eyes are a little swollen, like my own stomach, bulging like something is hiding.Qiu also couldn't see that his swollen eyes were already red, and there was water vapor swirling around his eyelashes, so he looked at Jingshan timidly with those eyes until the other person covered his cheek with his right hand.The warmth in his palm made his originally highly tense body and mind start to become strange, and an inexplicable sadness appeared in his heart.

"look."

Slowly rubbing his dry thumb against his skin, Jing Shan looked at Qiu Ye with serious eyes.

"You look like a rabbit, your eyes are so red. Have you been working hard recently?"

That low and gentle tone seemed to be seriously comforting his lover.Qiu also felt ashamed of herself for having such an illusion.They are obviously two men, and the other party is not that close to him. Why did he have such a ridiculous idea of ​​wanting to let go of his defenses and try to rely on him... No matter how he thinks about it, Qiu also thinks that there is something wrong with him...

Jing Shan propped one leg on the sofa, supported the backrest with his left hand, and kept stroking Qiu Ye with his right hand.The distance between the two faces was inexplicably getting closer, and Qiu Ye even felt that he could feel the breath of the other party. There was a special fragrance in that breath, which reminded him of the shameful scene he had done a while ago. The evaporating heat of the brain burned his face red.

"Although thin, but so cute..."

Jing Shan's eyes were blurred and he approached a little bit, and he tilted his head and parted his thin lips unknowingly...

"……Do not!"

Only then did Qiu realize that his heart was throbbing so hard that his body was about to shatter, and he pushed Jingshan away with the last sliver of rationality.

"I'm leaving good night!"

Quickly grabbing the suit jacket and rushing out the door, Shuya ran down the stairs in one breath.It wasn't until the door was closed that he panted heavily, leaning his back against the cold door and slowly sat down.

It was so dangerous just now, we almost kissed each other...

Nervousness and fear struck, and my body began to feel paralyzed and powerless like an electric shock.Qiu also never thought that one day she would almost kiss someone who is also a man, let alone such a man she doesn't like.As for Jingshan, I have received so much care from him, even under the guise of being a "friend", but I still have nothing but regret and a feeling that I owe Jingshan.

But can I really like a man?Qiu also suddenly tortured himself because of this cognitive blind spot.

If so, what kind of man should I like... like Nishikata-san?Cheerful, caring and responsible?Or is it like Jiu Tiao, although he usually looks unsmiling and likes to criticize others, but he is actually careful and serious about his work?What kind of man is Jingshan...

He rarely has expressions. When he frowns, he looks angry. When his eyes wander, it makes people feel disrespectful. He is a little off-line and has no social skills. Even though he is tall and looks reliable, his personality is very difficult to understand.This kind of instinctive human being is a mystery in his bones, and it is a mystery that Qiu is unwilling to understand.

"What did he just say..."

After sitting for a long time, I got up from the entrance.The room was extremely dark, and he reached out to turn on the light tremblingly. Qiu also threw the bag and suit aside, changed out the dirty clothes, and crawled into the bathroom with worries.

The feeling of being washed by warm water makes people feel so comfortable that they want to cry. The unnatural feeling from Jingshan is gradually replaced by water stains. After soaking in the bathtub, Qiu also began to reflect on himself.

I have been judging others, and I don't seem to have thought about myself.If I have any advantages, apart from my skin that doesn't get tanned, it's that I'm tall, average in work, and resistant to stress.Not only can I endure the high-intensity pressure at work, but I can also tolerate Muman's perverted habits.

But do we have to look at it dialectically in this way?Qiu also felt that he had no confidence in thinking like this, but he couldn't find anything in himself worthy of confidence.Such a me, I almost did something wrong today, and I don't know if fate is deliberately teasing me, teasing this poor man who is ordinary and has nothing.

The temperature of the water cooled down slowly, the heat emitted became thinner, and something hotter than the water temperature fell from the eyes.Qiu Ye, who has a sensitive mind and well-developed tear glands, finally completely denied this seemingly failed 30-year life experience.

He wouldn't be as hysterical as Muma, without her bright future and high income, Pingfan stripped his temper completely.I actually still mistakenly think that Jingshan likes me when the other party kisses me...

"Damn stupid, stupid stupid!"

Where does feeling good about yourself come from?I obviously have nothing, I am nothing...

Being soaked in warm water, her body temperature was slowly dropping. It was already late at night, but Qiuya didn't want to sleep.The sinful man in Jingshan, his inadvertent touch and inexplicable impulse, all are the culprits that awaken Qiu Ye's numb soul's longing for emotion and warmth. Even the lingering smell seems to be something he can't restrain. The anesthetics kept making Qiuya's head dull, and he couldn't respond normally to abnormal behaviors.

But that's not Jingshan's problem, it's all his fault.It was he who relaxed his guard, and it was also he who didn't refuse first.

Back on the bed, his cool body was wrapped tightly in the quilt, only his face was exposed.The time on the phone was [-]:[-] in the morning, and there were several unread messages flashing on the screen.

【You are very strange. When you looked at me just now, it made me want to kiss you very much. 】

"Ha ha……"

There's really no way to reason with this man. It's so strange that I obviously didn't do anything to make him misunderstand.

[You seem to like sweet things. 】

【are you angry?Because I touch you.Or are you already asleep? 】

Feeling in the dark and putting on a loose bathrobe, with some moisture remaining, Qiu Ye stood in front of the refrigerator holding her mobile phone. Under the pale and cold light, it was the grapes that Muma bought the day before yesterday that she hadn't had time to eat, just like It was the same as what Jingshan gave him that day, the huge and plump fruit lying there quietly with an attractive color.

I picked one and bit the skin lightly, the fresh and abundant juice filled the mouth, the base of the tongue or the gums, the sweet and sour taste was exciting and wonderful.

Dark Mid-Autumn Festival also turned on the phone, and replied a message while holding a grape in his mouth.

[Is it inconvenient for Saturday night?Let me treat you to a meal. 】

He didn't know if Jingshan fell asleep at this time, but when he was full of despair, all he could do was abandon himself, clean up those faces, forget what happened tonight, and then express his gratitude to this enthusiastic neighbor.

【it is good. 】

Jing Shan replied 5 minutes after Qiu Ye stood alone by the window and swallowed the grapes.

The author has something to say:

The next one to write is already in the plan, even the name has been thought of.Although I have been insisting on Japanese Tanmei novels, which do not conform to the popular style at all, I still want to stick to it.

I've always wanted to portray real feelings, the love-hate relationship between two men.Although there are great restrictions on writing such things in China, I still want to do this within the scope.Regardless of HE or BE, at least he really loved this person.

Because I am bisexual myself, my understanding of emotion is blurred by gender.Because of this, I always pursue the purest and most straightforward feelings of people outside of gender.

If describing the plot flow is a wonderful line, then the emotional direction is a deep pit.All in all, each has its own splendor. For a while, I am still not very good at writing plots, and the plots in the past works are also relatively simple.But I will work hard in the future!At least write a wonderful plot flow story before the age of 30.