song for the city

The room was very dark, the lights were not turned on, and the objects in the room could barely show their outlines under the moonlight.The gray quilt covers the single bed, and there is a clean smell of washing powder on it, which seems to be mint, reminiscent of green and the wind blowing in summer.There are two peaches on the bedside cabinet. It has an attractive sweet fragrance. You can feel its softness without touching it. The light yellow juice will slide down the teeth and fall on the chin, fingers, anywhere.

Liang Zhang spread out on the bed, smelling the fragrance of peaches, feeling empty in his stomach, and all the organs in his body seemed to disappear, feeling light.

Xiang Pei stood in front of his bed, his tall figure blended into the night, he had wide shoulders and narrow waist, and he always liked to wear low-rise jeans. The pants were worn very low, loosely attached to the legs, and they were in danger of falling off at any time Feeling, if there is nothing on the side of the underwear, the belt is always a meaningless decoration.

He untied the rubber band wrapped around his head with one hand, released the belt with the other and threw it to the ground, the iron buckle hitting the floor.

He straddled his long legs, and his body covered Liang Zhang, erasing the only night before Liang Zhang's eyes.He reached out and took the peach on the table, and bit off a piece with his teeth, the juice fell on Liang Zhang's skin accurately, a cold wetness.

He saw Xiang Pei's face magnified countless times, and finally felt Xiang Pei approaching behind his ear, rubbing the back of his neck with his lips.

A finger got into Liang Zhang's mouth, and it was full of the sweet peachy smell, the breath of summer.

"Lick it off for me." As soon as Xiang Pei opened his mouth, his words were surprising.

Then Liang Zhang woke up from the bed, hearing the ear-piercing crowing of chickens—who knows who is raising chickens, and they start crowing at one o'clock every day, so the alarm clock can just be saved.

Sitting on the bed stupidly, he began to slowly retrieve his memory.At the last moment of the dream, Xiang Pei's voice seemed to have really existed, and it was around Liang Zhang's ears, and the room was also Liang Zhang's room.For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in the real world or still in a dream.

There was something strange in his lower body, Liang Zhang lifted the quilt, then withdrew his hands blushing, and lay motionless on the bed.

Dreams are wet, and waking up is also wet. Liang Zhang clearly realizes that he is hopeless, and his fantasies about Xiang Pei have reached such a frantic level.

Disgraced, Liang Zhang ran to the bathroom to wash his underwear. He acted like a thief the whole time, and the water was kept on a low boil, as if he had done something shameful. The more he washed his mind, the more panicked he became. At the same time, he felt so ashamed that he only rubbed his underwear hastily twice.

He couldn't understand how he could have such a dream, he had never thought about it before.

The first experience of sex in adolescence is shameful, and subconsciously wants to deny and escape, but cannot resist the hard evidence.

Liang Zhang slammed against the bathroom wall feebly, trying to kill him who was dreaming last night.

Xiang Pei was also woken up by the rooster crowing, and wanted to let the water go, so he waited outside the door for Liang Zhang to come out.He was sleepy and yawned with his mouth open, Liang Zhang put his hands behind his back when he saw him, his expression unnatural.Xiang Pei didn't see what Liang Zhang was holding, but his reaction was too deliberate, and he probably guessed a little bit.

Sure enough, he used to only know how to read. He was really innocent. They are all boys, so it doesn't matter if they are seen.

Xiang Pei restrained the smile that was about to overflow from his mouth, pretending to be concerned: "Did you sleep well last night?"

In fact, his purpose is just to capture Liang Zhang's expression, it must be wonderful.

Sure enough, his expression seemed to be setting off fireworks, white for a while and red for a while, Xiang Pei bit his lip to suppress a smile.

Liang Zhang just wanted to get out of the bathroom quickly, and casually said, "It's very good."

He didn't dare to look directly at Pei, just seeing his fingers hanging by his legs, he thought of the touch in his dream, and the peach smell that appeared out of thin air.

"Is it hot? Why is your face so red?"

"It's a little bit, the weather is getting hotter and hotter recently."

His hands were almost sweating, and Liang Zhang didn't want to stay here for a second.Simply Xiang Pei stopped teasing him, and turned sideways to make way for him.

Liang Zhang walked out quickly as if he had been pardoned.

To dry clothes, you have to go to the roof of the building. The shelves are full of colorful clothes and sheets, and there is a very fresh smell of sunshine everywhere.

Although I can't describe the specific smell of sunlight, that special smell is engraved in Liang Zhang's mind. He has been sensitive to smell since he was a child.

Liang Zhang hung up the washed underwear, sat on the roof, and looked at the scenery below from the top.Eyes tired, Liang Zhang lay on the ground again, swinging his legs back and forth, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Many scenes flashed through his mind, the first was the faces of his parents, he felt a little homesick.As soon as the screen turned, he saw Xiang Pei on the train, and Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody on his MP3, and the headset connected him and Xiang Pei for the first time.

Perhaps from the first time he met Xiang Pei, a strange feeling sprouted, but he didn't know when the tiny sprout completely deteriorated, whether it was when Xiang Pei took him for a racing car, or when he helped him block the wine bottle, Liang Zhang couldn't It is concluded that because Xiang Pei Yu him, there are too many first experiences in life, which are strange and pure first times, and there are too many moments worthy of his heart.

If it weren't for You Jing's words, Liang Zhang might never admit his heartbeat.

But why is it a boy, a boy with flat chest like him, Liang Zhang doesn't think that he naturally likes boys, in his past life, his eyes still favored girls.Xiang Pei's voice is low, and he is taller than him. The muscles of his forearms are clean and neat, and he looks the best when he sings. Liang Zhang knows that there is a very small mole between the bridge of his nose and the corner of his eyes, and he also knows that he The most beautiful angle.

No more words are needed to describe Xiang Pei, as long as he thinks of him, the corners of Liang Zhang's mouth will rise unconsciously, and he will subconsciously look for Xiang Pei's figure in the crowd, and Xiang Pei installed a switch on his body.Seeing Xiang Pei and Xin Yu together, he couldn't even restrain the unscrupulous jealousy in his heart.

He was very jealous of Xin Yu, she could express her love openly and hugged Xiang Pei without any scruples, while Liang Zhang's feelings were beyond words.He could only hide such strange and abnormal feelings in his heart, turning them into his most obscure and private secret.

If one day Xiang Pei found out his secret, what kind of expression would he show? Would it be disgusting?

Liang Zhang closed his eyes, his eyes were warm yellow with a soft halo.Suddenly the warm yellow color began to darken, and finally faded away completely. He opened his eyes suspiciously, and stared at Pei Zheng from bottom to top with his head lowered. He put his hand above his eyes, just covering the sun.

Liang Zhang sat up abruptly, feeling at a loss, "Why did you come up here?"

"It's not good for your eyes if you lie in the sun like this." Xiang Pei also sat down, leaning against Liang Zhang, and handed him a popsicle.

Popsicles come in yellow paper bags, simple old fashioned packaging.Liang Zhang took it, tore off the wrapping paper, and slowly licked the popsicle with his tongue. His tongue was covered with cold air, and his body became much cooler.

The happiest thing in summer is to eat popsicles under the sun. Liang Zhangneng can eat many of them in one go. Popsicles will always become very precious in hot weather.It's just that Liang Zhang seldom does this, his mother forbids it, saying it's bad for his stomach.He can understand his mother's worry, but even if he eats too much, it's nothing more than diarrhea, or he will go to the hospital, but at the moment of eating popsicles, Liang Zhang is the happiest.

Enjoy the present, Liang Zhang's life principle.

Just like Xiang Pei sitting next to him now, he should enjoy it too.

"The earth seems to have turned into a big steamer these days. It's so hot. I feel like I've turned into a popsicle, ready to melt at any time."

Liang Zhangyang leaned on his shoulder, tilted his head, and while eating popsicles, whispered indistinctly, as if he was thinking, saying some confused and confused words.

"Then don't we all become steamed buns?"

Looking sideways at Pei, the "marinated egg" next to him seems to have been tanned a little recently, and the fair skin inside can still be seen by the collar, leaving a funny dividing line.The white and tender student atmosphere when he first came has faded away, and now he looks more like a kid who has lived in this neighborhood since he was a child. He has stubble on his head and sharp eyebrows, but he is still very good-looking.When he took a bite of the popsicle, he squinted his right eye slightly, occasionally frowning inadvertently, his pupils were like the eyes of a deer, shining brightly.

In Xiang Pei's impression, Liang Zhang has always been full of vitality, seems to always have inexhaustible energy, and also likes to go on a rampage, regardless of whether he will get hurt all over his head. He has a lot of courage that Xiang Pei doesn't have.

They are completely different individuals, but occasionally Xiang Pei feels that they are very similar.

"You and Xin Yu...how did they know each other?" Liang Zhang shook the wooden stick in his hand, the top of the stick was light-colored, and the bottom was dark.

"In junior high school, I was in the same class as Xin Yu and Chu Ranfei. At that time, the school held a New Year's Eve party. The teacher asked who was talented in the class, and the three of us raised our hands."

"Then you formed a band?"

"Well, I seldom meet friends who play musical instruments, and they are still in the same class. Is this a kindred spirit?"

Liang Zhang nodded silently, and said, "Xin Yu has liked you since junior high school?"

Xiang Pei was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Maybe, but she and I can only be friends forever, and we can only treat her as a sister at most."

Liang Zhang couldn't help being happy, and tried to restrain himself from showing joy: "She looks so cute, why don't you like her?"

Likes are not just based on looks, this question is too stupid.Xiang Pei bit the last bite of ice into his mouth and chewed it. His skin was scorched by the sun, and he seemed to see flames flying up.

It's really too hot recently, making Xiang Pei want to soak in cold water.

"You like it? Or I'll chase it for you."

Liang Zhang showed an unbelievable expression, and slammed Xiang Pei's shoulder hard: "I don't like it."

Xiang Pei: "Then you said she is cute, do you like cute ones?"

"I thought you liked cute girls. I like the...cool ones."

"I don't like cute ones either."

Liang Zhang let out a small "Huh", and leaned over curiously and asked, "Then what do you like?"

Long eyelashes, Xiang Pei has watched Liang Zhang's eyelashes at a very close distance countless times, they are very thick, long and black, maybe you can put a toothpick on them?

"I like it..." Xiang Pei held his breath.

"what?"

"I... isn't that Xiang Guo? Why is he here?"

Xiang Pei stood up suddenly and clung to the guardrail on the roof.

Downstairs, Xiang Guo still wore the same sandals and socks for thousands of years, and was walking towards the building with a white bag in his hand.

The author says:

It's over!Start the normal update and ask for starfish comments as usual (^o^)

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