Xingchuan

After entering the bathroom and closing the door, Li Xingchuan finally calmed down.

He felt that his body was warming up little by little, his joints were recovering feeling little by little, and his nerves were under his control again.He even wanted to smoke. The feeling of being alive after a catastrophe made him want to smoke a cigarette to suppress his strong heart palpitations.

The heart was overused that night, sometimes in the icy water and sometimes in hell, and finally fell back into his chest the moment he recovered Ling Yi.

The hotel's facilities are considered advanced, but the bathroom is not very fancy. There is a simple black square marble under the shower, which raises the standing position by an inch. The tiles on the wall are also black, which looks very textured.Because he came in in a hurry, Li Xingchuan didn't take his clothes and slippers, so he could only go barefoot.

He took off the T-shirt, and saw a circle of white salt stains on it, which was the mark left by the sea water after it was wet and dry.The last time I saw this kind of imprint, it seemed to be on the high school basketball court.

The bathroom is separated from wet and dry, and there is a ceiling lamp with moon-white light.

He threw all the clothes and pants on the sink.Unscrewing the shower, the hot water flowed down, onto the top of his head and back, washing away the fear of the night.

Where he stood, there was a tall window on the right, which could only be reached by raising his hand.Stretching out a hand and pushing, a full moon came into view, and the high window became a picture frame.I have never felt this way before, just simply seeing the scenery, being showered with hot water, and stepping on the floor, people will have a sense of solidity.

This is rare.

This sense of need appeared briefly when I was a soldier, and it was because of the gun.Once he touches the gun, he will have a solid feeling, so the position behind his neck will always be reserved for the gun when he spends the night in the wild.

Now the need for the gun is gone and replaced by something else.

He closed his eyes and raised his head, letting the hot water splash over his face.

In this silent steadfastness, the bathroom door was gently opened by someone.Ling Yi's figure appeared in front of the mirror through the fog and the glass sliding door. After glancing at this side, she lowered her eyes to the clothes on the sink.

Li Xingchuan raised his hand, and the sound of splashing water stopped immediately.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Ling Yi's voice was wrapped in hot steam, "I have something to ask you."

After finishing speaking, people walked over slowly.

Through a door covered in mist, the two saw each other vaguely.

"what's up."

"It's nothing." Ling Yi thought for a while and said, "Before we came here, I saw an entertainment news. You and a... a woman are in the hospital, holding Xiaoshu together. Who is she, Xiaoshu's biological mother ?”

Li Xingchuan wiped off the water on the glass with his hand, and his vision became clear immediately.

Ling Yi's eyes were swollen like walnuts.

From the layers of eyelids, he looked at Li Xingchuan with bulging eyes.Xingchuan's hair was wet, and his forehead was completely exposed. It was obviously a very mature feeling, but it made people feel that he hadn't changed at all, compared with five years ago.

"She is Xiaoshu's aunt, here to pick Xiaoshu back to his hometown."

"Go back? Xiaoshu is sick?"

Li Xingchuan hummed: "It still needs recuperation, I will pick him up every two months for a review."

Ling Yi felt very strange, how could Xingchuan be willing?

The water from the shower was still dripping down, Li Xingchuan wiped his face, then tapped Ling Yi's eyes through the glass with the index finger of his right hand.

Ling Yi felt that she was knocked, her neck was slightly tilted back, and then she felt stupid, so she smiled.

Xingchuan asked: "Have you cried?"

Ling Yi held his face in his hands, rubbed his eyes like doing eye exercises, "Yeah."

Fairly honest.

"Because my handwriting is too ugly?"

Ling Yi still laughed at such a clumsy joke.That kind of smile comes from the heart, like ripples on the surface of a lake, rippling out from the deepest part of my heart.

He tiptoed slightly, and kissed Li Xingchuan through the glass, "It's not ugly."

The mist from the mouth turned the glass white again.

Li Xingchuan frowned: "It's dirty."

Ling Yi wiped the fog with his hand: "Then you just open the door."

In fact, the door was not locked, but Ling Yi just wanted him to take the initiative once.

After a soft sound, the glass door was pushed open, and Li Xingchuan hugged Ling Yi in with his arms around his waist.Ling Yi took off his slippers but was still wearing socks, so Li Xingchuan let him step on his instep.

Raising his head, he wanted to see Xingchuan, but Ling Yi saw the moon outside the window first, and couldn't help but feel his eyes light up.The moonlight between skin color and white oak softened Xingchuan's facial features.Ling Yi raised her hand to wipe the water off his face, and messed up his hair again.

Because he was moving around like this, Li Xingchuan couldn't continue to stand still, so he took two steps back with his arms around him, and leaned his back against the smooth tiles.

"Xingchuan..." Ling Yi's voice was moist.

Li Xingchuan hummed in a low voice.

Ling Yi put her hands on his shoulders, stroking his skin slowly and lightly.There is a scar on it, as long as a thumb.Ling Yi felt it very carefully. Going down the shoulder, he felt the line of his arm again. It felt solid and reliable.

With the doors and windows open, the fog in the bathroom cleared away quickly.The water on his body slowly evaporated, Li Xingchuan was slightly cold, his muscles were hard and tense.He raised his hand again to turn on the shower.

Hot water trickled down over both of them and then trickled under the marble.Soon Ling Yi's hair and clothes were completely wet, sticking to her body wetly, the short-sleeved top was a bit see through, and Li Xingchuan's eyes became darker.

Even wet, he got down from Xingchuan's feet and looked down at his socks.Then before he recovered, his waist was lifted and hugged, and the person turned in one direction.Li Xingchuan pressed him against the tiles, and kissed him down heavily while drenched in hot water.

Only then did Ling Yi hear Xingchuan's breathing, which was rough and heavy, probably covered by the sound of water just now.

The moment the tongue came in, he almost couldn't help moaning.It was just a kiss, and he didn't know why.His jaw was slightly retracted by Li Xingchuan's pressure, his mouth was forced to open, and saliva flowed into his mouth together with hot water, making his heart feel hot.

The Adam's apple rolled heavily, it was desire seeking an outlet.

The tiles were a bit slippery, and he put his hands behind his back against the wall, trying to cool his palms.Li Xingchuan thought that he couldn't stand anymore, so he put his hands between his legs to prop up his body, letting him hang on his waist.

Supporting him with one hand and supporting him on the tiles with the other, the two shoulder blades of Li Xingchuan's back protruded.

Ling Yi touched it, and her fingers lingered in the groove between the two bones, feeling hot water flowing down the texture of the muscles, and her legs felt inexplicably weak.

After a while, Li Xingchuan let go of him, and asked in a low voice, "It's better to go to bed here."

Ling Yi hesitated for a while before saying, "As you wish."

"Then stay here first."

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