silver sea

When they are together and not together, Qiu Sheng is the one who is more active.But after hearing Wen Youxia's words, he felt an indescribable excitement in his heart, and he followed what he said and closed his eyes obediently.

The breathing was slowly approaching him, coming and going in the darkness uneasy.Qiu Sheng waited for a long time, the uncertainty of facing a void made him anxious, he frowned, the tip of his nose moved slightly, his lips opened slightly, as if expecting or urging, and even moved forward Try to get together.

"Are you okay?" Impatient words came to the tip of his tongue, just as Qiu Sheng was about to say it, a little hot temperature stuck to him.

How long has it been since the last kiss?

If biting each other is not counted, it is more than 460 day and night cycles.

When he realized this, Qiu Sheng's mind went blank for an instant.

The kiss came to rest on the lips softly, flicked like a feather, and then stuck to Qiu Sheng once.This time I used a little more strength to move closer to him, and at the same time held Qiu Sheng's face. When the calluses of his fingers grazed his skin, it hurt a little, but Qiu Sheng's whole body began to tremble, which made him clearly realize that they were kiss.

He thought, fortunately he closed his eyes, Wen Youxia wouldn't see him secretly crying.

When the tip of his tongue slipped across the gap between his lips, Qiu Sheng instinctively opened his mouth, but instead of coming in immediately, he bit Qiu Sheng's lower lip.The somewhat pointed canines pressed against the soft piece there, and then gently enfolded him, licking and kissing the indentation of the tooth marks just left.

Wen Youxia's lips and teeth have a faint refreshing fragrance, with a slightly bitter aftertaste.

He didn't smoke in Qiu Sheng's room, and the smell of nicotine gradually faded from his body, leaving only a very shallow silhouette lingering to remind Qiu Sheng that this is indeed Wen Youxia.

He told Wen Youxia from the day they reunited, "I dreamed about you, but you never spoke in the dream".

But Qiu Sheng concealed a part, they would kiss and have sex in the virtual world.In the dead of night, the deepest imagination repeatedly teased him uncontrollably, made him float to the clouds, and then shot him down fiercely.

When I wake up, my heart is always empty, and my eyes are red and swollen, as if I have cried.

They finally kiss.

Qiu Sheng secretly opened his eyes, Wen Youxia's eyelashes flickered, the light was dim at seven o'clock in the evening, and the boundary between day and night blurred out a rich dirty orange color.The shadow of his lower eyelids was also stained with a chaotic but warm color, Qiu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and then he hugged Wen Youxia tightly.

His kiss deepened during the hug, his teeth stumbled and bumped, and there was a "buzz" in his head, as if a string that was not tuned was suddenly pulled, and the speaker protested violently.

It can be heard that when Youxia kissed him, it was as light and sticky as ever, brushing the ends of his hair with her fingers, cupping his face, and brushing from the base of the ear to the neck along the jaw line.He kissed Qiu Sheng patiently, from the thin corners of his mouth to the full peaks of his lips, licked the white teeth, hooked his tongue tightly, breathing gradually heavy, and his body stuck together.

Hug a little tighter, a little tighter, you don't need to fit each other now, but your heart needs to be scalded by each other's body temperature, hurt by the strength of the arms, squeezed, and the blood in your body is boiling——

Kissing, hugging, caressing, all just to hold each other firmly.

When he let go, Qiu Sheng could even hear his ribs creaking. He wiped his face and managed to catch his breath.

Wen Youxia was still running along the ends of his hair, and the jet black color leaked out from between his fingers.

Amidst Qiu Sheng's unsteady breathing, he suddenly brought up the past: "During the time I stayed in Xiangling, the place I lived often had no hot water, and the power went out four or five times a week, and public toilets and bathrooms had to be used. .Because I don’t understand the Xiangling dialect, I don’t communicate with them, and I just eat whatever I want during the day... After several months, I was introduced by the hotel owner to go to the factory to make some money. I thought, it’s almost the same .”

It's almost there, and you can choose to end it in the calm of regret.

Qiu Sheng listened quietly, he could understand the meaning behind the words.Wen Youxia's hardships, like his weaknesses, were buried in his heart and were rarely exposed. He immediately realized that it might be that Wen Youxia wanted to exchange pain with him.

"But not long after, Wen Haoqian came, so he had to leave." Wen Youxia paused for a moment, he pushed away a table of music scores, and approached Qiu Sheng, "The night before leaving, there was a beautiful full moon in Xiangling , the snow was also very heavy, and I sat there until two o'clock in the morning, thinking, 'Where is Qiu Sheng at this time?'”

"At that time, I should be in the hospital." Qiu Sheng couldn't help but said, "I stared at the white wall in a daze, I didn't feel uncomfortable, and then time passed like running water. To be honest, Wen Youxia, sometimes I feel You are cowardly, but I am also like this, I searched desperately when I couldn't see it, but I was a little overwhelmed when I almost found it—but I think since you want to be seen by others, you may also want to see me."

Wen Youxia didn't deny it, he just squeezed Qiu Sheng's palm.

Qiu Sheng's smile turned into a bit sad, and when he looked at Wen Youxia, he couldn't help feeling wronged: "But, but... I went there 17 times, and when I finally meet you, you still want to drive me away."

Wen Youxia hugged him.

"what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that we can't figure it out."

"now what?"

"If you don't want to forget it." Wen Youxia said, he completely let go.

"But, if you want me to forgive you," Qiu Sheng said unreasonably, sobbing for a while, "then you must swear that you will never do this again."

"Well, I swear." Wen Youxia rarely listened to his willfulness, and pressed Qiu Sheng's shoulder bone.

"What should I do again?"

"You just tie me up and lock me at home."

A certain word touched Qiu Sheng's desire. He turned his head and bit Youxia's earlobe, softly pressed it to kiss, and sucked it for a while until he felt it became hot, and then sucked the side of his neck mercilessly.

An irregular hickey is enough to swear sovereignty.

Wen Youxia's hair was also messed up by him, and his collar was torn apart. Qiu Sheng reached in and touched him, from his chest and abdomen to his side ribs, back waist, and then down, Wen Youxia held him down to stop him. Deeper and deeper restlessness.

"If you do this again," Qiu Sheng looked at him persistently, with light in his eyes and possessiveness like a leopard, "Wen Youxia, you will be locked in a cage by me forever and ever."

His temperament of a tyrant perfectly fits with whispering his crazy desires, Qiu Sheng has never been a person who is easy to compromise.He only compromised with Wen Youxia once, exhausting all his protective shell, and from then on, his side facing Wen Youxia will always be soft.

Wen Youxia bowed her head and kissed Qiu Sheng, her breathing became more and more rapid and heavy, and she couldn't wait.

Qiu Sheng held both of his hands and put them on Wen Youxia's back: "I don't sleep on the sofa bed today, okay?"

The always direct person was euphemistic for a while, and even made people unaccustomed to it. He raised his head and saw Qiu Sheng's ears were red with tiny bloodshots illuminated by the lights outside the window.

Wen Youxia smiled: "I don't understand."

"I want you to say, give you a chance..." He lowered his voice, but left it blank as if it wasn't enough, "Don't you understand?"

"I love you." Wen Youxia said.

Qiu Sheng embraced him completely according to his posture, he was almost lying on Wen Youxia's body: "Again."

"I love you."

"anything else?"

"We won't break up."

"and also."

"I love you."

"You're so stupid." Qiu Sheng was dissatisfied, "You should say, 'Qiu Sheng, please make up with me'."

Wen Youxia's dark pupils were smiling: "Qiu, you never need me to ask you to do anything."

That's pretty much it.

Qiu Sheng smiled when he heard the words, and let go of the hand that imprisoned Wen Youxia.However, Wen Youxia always kept the posture with his hands behind his back, lying on the carpet of the small platform, raised one leg to hook Qiu Sheng's waist, and pressed him down.

He just bent down cooperatively, buried in the middle along his slender perfect legs.

"I think you should beg me now."

Wen Youxia lowered his eyes, feeling Qiu Sheng's lips all the way down from his abdomen in the dark environment, he gasped twice, and lay still: "Mmm...please."

"It's so good." Qiu Sheng said, pinching Wen Youxia's waist with his fingers, "Lie down and don't move, look at me."

Wen Youxia gently kissed the tip of his nose with her eyes.

With the lights off, the green radishes at the entrance seemed to be blown by the wind, swaying amidst the messy breathing and the occasional shout or two.It can't hear sweat and joy, and naturally it can't feel the pleasure of passion.

The hot and humid air dries the plants, and a small cluster of buds slowly draws out from the top of the pothos.

The long winter passed.

The other half of the "urn" was filled, and Wen Youxia lay there, feeling as if a place had been reserved for himself, the ceiling was a bit low, he couldn't stand up straight, but he could see a door from the bottom up. Push up the window.

After doing it, Qiu Sheng was very tired and had already fallen asleep, curled up in the bed like a hibernating caterpillar.

He opened the window with a gap of about ten centimeters.

Wen Youxia smoked very carefully, turned his head to look at Qiu Sheng from time to time, the shelf at the head of the bed was easy to touch his head, Qiu Sheng put a bunch of things on it, such as Stitch keychains, a spoof of the famous painting "The Scream" Blind box, a pair of earphones, half a bottle of air fragrance, and a small night light that turns on with a pinch.

The light of the night light is half blocked by the shelf, just enough not to irritate the eyes, which is easier to use than the starry sky light given by Crispy.At this moment it was turned on, Wen Youxia saw it and would think of Qiu Sheng lying in bed an hour ago, light and shadow filled his collarbone socket.

The cigarette ash fell dangerously, and Wen Youxia hurriedly bounced out of the window.

He smoked again, and heard Qiu Sheng snort twice in a half-dream and half-awake state. After washing his hands, he came back to sleep with Qiu Sheng—not only Qiu Sheng would suffer from insomnia, but he would also have insomnia, but they would sleep well when they were together.

"Have you ever dreamed about me?" Qiu Sheng asked him when he was deeply in love just now, and soon he didn't care about the answer.

Wen Youxia thought, I dare not dream of you, I won't be able to see you when I wake up.

He went back to Qiu Sheng's bedroom—from the corner of the living room, bypassing a row of bookcases and a narrow one-meter-long passage that only allowed one person to pass through, and stepped on the second floor of steps—but this time, Wen Youxia was inexplicably caught Qiu Sheng's CD rack attracted him.

Behind the bookcase, Qiu Sheng's breathing returned to long.

For some reason, Wen Youxia seemed to be guided by something.His intuition was beating at his fingertips, and he flipped through two of Qiu Sheng's favorite band albums, vinyl ones, triangles folded out of rainbows.

Then Wen Youxia saw a small box.

Translucent acrylic, with black velvet in the middle, enshrining a broken string like a crystal coffin.

A-strings, bells, sharp cuts and what appears to be blood.

Wen Youxia recognized at a glance that he gave it to Qiu Sheng, and at the same time, Gu Qi's narration exploded in his ears: "He said 'broken', and he held on to it...his hand was scratched until it bleeds ...but he was unconscious."

Wen Youxia clicked on the box.

He lowered his eyes, silently wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and adjusted his breathing rhythm, but he was almost choked by his throat.

Those who regret will never keep things as souvenirs. If they really move forward, they will never want to have any chance to see people and things that make them sad.The box has a smooth surface with a few scratches, and the bass strings and bells have not rusted or mottled for so long.

"I've regretted enough."

"But I didn't give up."

Wen Youxia read the meaning behind his words belatedly, and immediately fell down as if losing strength.The shock caused a commotion, and he turned his face to see that Qiu Sheng was hiding his head under the quilt.

For no reason, he thought of a night when they lived in the small room and played around.

"Is the song important or me?" he asked.

Qiu Sheng said without hesitation, "You."

His answer now is also: you.

The author says:

Ah, reconciliation! (See you the day after tomorrow~