desensitization therapy

At the end of July, the frequency is adjusted to midsummer.The mover moved the overcrowded luggage in and out, and finally got it all up before the sun went down.

Fang Zhilian held a small fan in his hand and kept blowing on his drenched bangs, holding a cardboard box that was not taped tightly in his arms, shaking it with the pace.

The mover was very enthusiastic, and wanted to take the box he was holding, but he glanced at it inadvertently, and his neck was flushed, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Fang Zhilian didn't blush, and his heart didn't beat. The master didn't speak, so he assumed that the other party didn't see anything. He put a box of light sex toys on the shoe cabinet, and pretended to say: "It's so heavy."

Song Feijue stood by the door to transfer the money to the mover, Fang Zhilian was so hot that he went in and washed his face.When he came out, the master hadn't left yet. When he saw him, his face turned white and red again as if he had seen a ghost.

"Thank you." Fang Zhilian said with a smile.

The master nodded with a murmur, and left quickly after collecting the money.

The tape of the cardboard box could no longer stick to it, and there was a big gap. Fang Zhilian widened the gap and looked in: "It's nothing, what is he looking at?"

Crescent Moon jumped onto the shoe cabinet and poked her head into it.

Song Feijue's fingers slid down Fang Zhilian's ears, pinched his earlobe which felt good to the touch, said something unknown, leaned over and closed the door.

It's amazing to say that Fang Zhilian usually has bad luck, but at critical moments he can always turn out to be good.For example, when he was determined to buy a house, he originally only had an attitude of resignation, but he didn't expect to get into the car by accident when he first started looking at the house.

The location and price of the new house are good. Not long after the hardcover was finished, the head of the house is an old couple who have lived abroad for a long time.

They paid the down payment on the day of the online signing, and paid the balance within half a month, officially completing the transfer.The whole process didn't take too much effort and went very smoothly.

In contrast, the first housewarming dinner after moving into a new home is much more hectic, with tidying up and preparations.

Fang Zhilian didn't have many friends in Yanjing, so he only invited Chen Langqing, and Song Feijue also called a friend named Qi Zhuo.

Qi Zhuo's eyes are a little bit white, and his hair is shaved, which makes him look very aggressive.When Fang Zhilian went to open the door, he saw that he introduced himself as Song Feijue's friend locally, and he was sincerely suspicious for two seconds.

However, this suspicion was quickly dispelled.

Chen Langqing has a big spectrum, and it was not too late until the hot pot bottom material was cooked.

The smell of hot pot filled the room, Fang Zhilian simply opened the windows of all the rooms.When he came back again, Chen Langqing and Qi Zhuo had already eaten. Qi Zhuo looked fierce, but when they chatted face to face, he could tell that he was easy to get along with.

Fang Zhilian sat next to Song Feijue, handed him the vinegar dish, and asked him in a low voice what he would like to eat.

There was beer in the refrigerator at home, but Qi Zhuo didn't think it was enough to drink, so he insisted on ordering two more bottles of white.Chen Langqing had two drinks with him, and felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly pushed Song Feijue out.

Song Feijue was not in a hurry, Ren Qizhuo didn't move no matter how much he yelled, he chatted with him without saying a word, and then continued to put food into the hot pot calmly.

"Who is this?" Chen Langqing realized later and asked, "Friend Song Feijue? Why haven't I met him before?"

Fang Zhilian said in his heart that I had never seen it before, and replied perfunctorily, "Yes."

Chen Langqing said to himself: "Whoever he is, I won't drink anyway."

Fang Zhilian didn't talk to him, Chen Langqing muttered to himself for a while, he seemed to be almost drunk, but somehow remembered, he came over to him blankly and asked, "Are you recovered?"

"I still have hallucinations occasionally," Fang Zhilian thought for a while, "but it's different from before."

"Why is it different?"

"It's just...you don't need to think about it to know it's an illusion, because there will be some things that don't exist in reality, and Song Feijue won't appear."

Chen Langqing was rarely interested: "Why does it sound like you ate toadstools?"

Fang Zhilian had never eaten poisonous mushrooms, so he couldn't give an answer: "Maybe."

Chen Langqing said: "Can you describe it in detail, for example?"

Fang Zhilian didn't seem to come out, so he glanced up at the white wine bottle on the table, and said vaguely, "It's almost like drinking too much, try it."

Chen Langqing is good in everything, but his ears are soft.While Fang Zhilian and Song Feijue were talking for a while, Chen Langqing had already drank two more glasses, pointing his finger at Qi Zhuo's cropped hair: "Dude, your hairstyle is so cool, can I touch it? "

Qi Zhuo was obviously quite drunk too: "Yes!" He even took the initiative to stick his head over.

Chen Lang touched it carefully, and muttered: "It's so cool, you look like someone in the prison..."

Song Feijue and Fang Zhilian were far away, and couldn't hear what Chen Langqing was saying. Qi Zhuo heard it, but he only grasped a key word, and was quite happy: "How do you know that I just got out of prison?"

Chen Langqing stopped touching, and suddenly woke up from the spirit of excitement.

"What prison?"

"You are young and ignorant, now you have given up doing that." Qi Zhuo waved his hand, as if he didn't realize that he had covered everything in one sentence, "Can you still figure it out?"

How dare Chen Langqing touch it?

Fang Zhilian suddenly raised his face and asked Qi Zhuo: "Then you are inmates?"

Qi Zhuo replied inarticulately: "Ah."

Fang Zhilian poured wine for Qi Zhuo, and poured beer after drinking the baijiu.

He heard Qi Zhuo talk about a lot of things, at first Qi Zhuo talked about his own affairs, for example, he got in because of phone scams, for example, he met Song Feijue again when he came back to open the billiard hall, and then he started talking about Song Feijue What happened to Jue in those years.

During the period, Song Feijue interrupted Qi Zhuo, but Qi Zhuo was not afraid of anything, and the more he talked, the more energetic he was.In addition, what he said was not important, Song Feijue answered a call from Wen Peitang, and didn't bother to care about it, so he went to the balcony to ventilate.

At the end of the hot pot meal, Qi Zhuo warmly invited Chen Langqing to the billiard hall to play together. Chen Langqing didn't know whether he was drunk or not, but he wobbled around anyway, so he just followed.

Song Feijue hadn't forgotten the basic etiquette. He sent them to the door and turned back to the living room. He saw Fang Zhilian looking down at the messy dining table with a dumbfounded expression.

Seeing him come back, Fang Zhilian put down the phone, looked up at him for a long time, and then said something very nonsensical: "So there really is Shaqima inside."

Fang Zhilian's voice was so low that Song Feijue couldn't hear what he was saying for the first time, so he repeated it again: "It seems... your eight years were a little bit more bitter than I imagined."

"What are you thinking again?"

Song Feijue stared at Fang Zhilian's whirling hair, did not deny it, but quietly waited for his next words.

Fang Zhilian hugged him with a dazed expression, and said in a muffled voice, "It won't be hard in the future."

"Yes." Song Feijue said.

After tidying up, it was past ten o'clock in the evening. Fang Zhilian leaned on the sofa to play with her phone after washing up.He adjusted the color of the hand shadow photo he took before and sent it to Moments, with a text:

The puppy fell into the moon, and they lived together happily ever after.

Feeling a little silly after posting it, Fang Zhilian hesitated for a while, staring at the photo and reluctant to delete it.In the gap of hesitation, several likes and comments have been added.

Zhu Wen had just pulled Fang Zhilian into the high school wechat group some time ago, Fang Zhilian took the initiative to add You Li and Tao Jiaqi, and now the first one to like is Yu Li.

The second one is Tang Ting, by the way, a comment: Wow! ! ! !Fang Zhilian blocked her easily.

I don’t know who the third one is, but it’s just someone who finds fault, saying that you used the verb “to plant” incorrectly.

The fourth one is Tao Jiaqi: Oh.

Fang Zhilian laughed, remembering what Tao Jiaqi said, Linchuan was indeed very small.

Their last chat record was only a few days ago. Tao Jiaqi probably learned the news of their reunion from Zhu Wen, and asked cryptically if Fang Zhilian was in Yanjing now.

Fang Zhilian replied: We are all in Yanjing, come and play when you are free.

Tao Jiaqi: Are you okay?I already have a boyfriend.

Fang Zhilian couldn't understand the connection between having a boyfriend and coming to Yanjing, so he could only smile and say: Then you are welcome to come to Yanjing with your boyfriend.

Tao Jiaqi's duplicity:?no need.

Then he backhanded and liked Fang Zhilian's latest Moments.

Zhu Wen didn't comment or like it, so he called directly, with a voice like seeing a ghost: "Are you coming out publicly?"

"Where is the cabinet door?" Fang Zhilian asked, he really didn't see that two hand shadow photos were considered coming out of the closet, "Just one photo."

Zhu Wen felt that it was the same, he was speechless for a while, and he was looking for trouble: "I don't think Song Feijue has posted it yet, so you post it yourself to figure out what's going on!"

"This has to be synchronized?" Fang Zhilian didn't understand, "His circle of friends never posts status."

Zhu Wen couldn't make a reason, and angrily scolded Fang Zhilian for licking the dog.

Now Zhilian is not happy: "What is licking a dog, at least it must be a Maltese, cuter."

Zhu Wen ignored him, and continued to talk about his own nonsense on the other end of the call, and did not forget to give Fang Zhilian a thumbs up in his busy schedule.

It just so happened that You Li also commented congratulations to Fang Zhilian, and their reminders were next to each other, one up and the other down.

Fang Zhilian clicked on Youli's circle of friends. The background of her circle of friends was a group photo of her boyfriend. One had cat ears and the other had dog ears, which looked a good match.

His fingers froze, and he quit and clicked into Zhu Wen's circle of friends. There were no photos in Zhu Wen's circle of friends, but seven out of ten were about my wife.

Zhu Wen said that his throat was burning, and finally stopped his macho love teaching, and hung up the phone.

Song Feijue came out of the bathroom, wearing a bath towel that still smelled of lemon mint. He saw Fang Zhilian lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression.

He walked over and patted Fang Zhilian's face lightly: "Go take a shower."

Fang Zhilian withdrew from his sluggish state, squinted his eyes to sniff the pleasant fragrance on his body.

So Song Feijue lowered his eyes, and leaned down to kiss Fang Zhilian a mint toothpaste kiss.

Fang Zhilian finished kissing and was lazy, but he refused to get up.He vaguely remembered Song Feijue's previous words about regret or not, as if he suddenly felt the same.

The missed eight years cannot come back, but fortunately, he can still hold on to the future tightly, and he will never let go again.

Fang Zhilian hooked Song Feijue's neck, muttering to himself: "Lover lovers will eventually get married."

Fortunately we meet again.

In the last week of July, Fang Zhilian finished the project in hand, and took advantage of his partner's advantage to give himself a one-week long vacation.

Just in time for college students to go on summer vacation, there are many people everywhere. Fang Zhilian checked the guides of several tourist attractions, and after thinking twice, he chose to go to Liwan for another visit without any novelty.

Song Feijue had no objection.

Coincidentally, Tang Ting also came to Yanjing to play during the summer vacation. Cheng Lei was not with her. Tang Ting said that she has been busy again recently.

"Tell her not to work all the time," Fang Zhilian said, "go out and relax more."

Tang Ting curled her lips: "Mom will go to Hawaii with friends at the end of the year. I am the most pitiful of the whole family. I can't go anywhere."

Fang Zhilian knew that action was more important than consolation, so she transferred a huge sum of money to her through WeChat, and entrusted Crescent Moon who was alone at home by the way, killing two birds with one stone.

Because it was a temporary decision to go out to play, they failed to book the hotel they stayed in last time, so they had to rent a homestay near the beach.

The neon lights at night were brilliant, Fang Zhilian was wearing rose beads, afraid that the bed sheets would get dirty and he would die if he moved, so he could only look at Song Feijue helplessly.

Song Feijue's chest rose and fell slightly, and his slender fingers matched his wrist joints. He continued to go down, his expression still focused and calm.

He just looked at Fang Zhilian without speaking, which was enough to make the fireworks in Fang Zhilian's mind bloom brightly.

But the sheets were inevitably stained.

B&Bs are no better than hotels. After tossing around until midnight, Song Feijue still stuffed the sheets into the washing machine and pressed the start button.Behind him, Fang Zhilian was trying to breathe steadily after changing the new bed sheets he brought.

Fortunately, the temperature of the air conditioner is turned on very low, so after such a toss, it will not break out of sweat.

Fang Zhilian lay flat on the bed, only half covered by the quilt.

"Where are you going tomorrow?" He was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and he was still thinking about the itinerary that he didn't arrange tomorrow, "I finally have a vacation, I can't just lie down..."

"Where do you want to go?" Song Feijue grabbed his right hand under the quilt.

"Watching the sunrise?"

"can."

"Then remember to wake me up..."

"Ah."

"If only it were always summer." After a long while, Fang Zhilian suddenly sighed.

Song Feijue looked sideways at him, and after a long silence, he said, "Unfortunately, we can't."

Not a pity, Fang Zhilian wanted to say.But he was so sleepy that before he could utter these words, his eyelids were already closed heavily.

This sleep went right past the sunrise. When Fang Zhilian woke up, Song Feijue was no longer by his side. He turned on the screen of his phone, only to realize that he only missed the sunrise.

It was clearly noon.

There was an unread message on WeChat, Fang Zhilian clicked in, it was from Song Feijue, he said that he would go out beforehand, so Fang Zhilian woke up and went directly to the nearby Harbor Plaza.

Fang Zhilian replied slowly, and was about to click out, but suddenly clicked into Song Feijue's circle of friends by accident, and the WeChat account he thought he had long since used was just sent an hour ago A circle of friends.

It's a picture of a hydrangea without a caption.

Fang Zhilian's heart was beating wildly, and after staring at it for a long time, he finally jumped off the bed and rushed to wash up.

Harbor Plaza is not far from the rented homestay, and it takes less than 5 minutes to walk. Fang Zhilian half walked and half ran, and arrived soon.

The traffic light on the side of the crosswalk shows a red light, and then there is a green belt, and then there is a square.

Fang Zhilian saw Song Feijue across a pedestrian crossing.The sky was a beautiful peacock blue, and Song Feijue was standing there, the sunlight casting a light shadow under his eyes, he turned his face slightly, leaving a dreamy outline for Fang Zhilian.

It seemed like it was about to disappear at any moment.

Fang Zhilian was full of fear and took a step forward almost subconsciously, but the vehicle closest to him honked the horn in time.He suddenly took a step back, then raised his eyes, and saw Song Feijue frowning slightly, and a bouquet of light blue hydrangeas in his arms.

This made Fang Zhilian feel at ease for no reason.

After a few seconds of waking up, the light is already green.

Fang Zhilian ran over before the red light turned on again, and Song Feijue grabbed his wrist with little strength: "What are you thinking?"

He was obviously referring to the step that Fang Zhilian took subconsciously just now.

Fang Zhilian was naturally guilty, but he couldn't hold back his joy. He apologized kindly and dragged Song Feijue to the square, forgetting the crisis just now: "What you said is that Are you going to buy hydrangeas?"

Talking and pointing, wishing to jump high.

In fact, that bouquet of hydrangeas is really not suitable for walking on the street. It is said that flowers complement people, and no one complements flowers. Be bright and tight.

"It also has a name." Song Feijue's face paled slightly, his eyelashes drooped, filled with fluttering spots of light.

"What name?" Fang Zhilian gently touched the soft petals.

Song Feijue bent his lips and glanced at him: "Endless Xia."

Fang Zhilian had heard of this scientific name for the first time, and he still found it novel, but he heard Song Feijue say, "Have you kept Xia Tian?"

The hot summer wind was wrapped in whispering greenery, Fang Zhilian thought about it seriously, raised his face, and smiled at him with his eyes bent.

"Of course."

Song Feijue seemed to smile, and handed the bundle of Endless Summer to Fang Zhilian.

They continued to walk forward, crossing a section of green path that must be passed in front of the square.

"Would you like to see the sunrise again tomorrow?"

"it is good."

It's very strange, Fang Zhilian suddenly doesn't care whether he can keep Xia Tian, ​​not only the endless Xia Tian, ​​he looks at the shining sun ahead.The two rows of banyan trees on the road block the enthusiastic sunshine for them step by step. In the distance, passing through the scattered buildings is the mountain. Uncovering the hazy feeling, the sound of cicadas came from the previous midsummer.

Love is like a creeping tiger climbing mountains and mountains, no matter how many rounds of spring, summer, autumn and winter it is still evergreen, and it will never decay.

Because he was absolutely sure that they were in love.

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