I have to admit that, just like children who are greedy for fun, besides work, besides smoking and drinking, the adult's most greedy thing is sexual desire.
The streets of Aksu are filled with the sound of singing and musical instruments, and the streets are mixed with various body odors.
Although I have a fanatical preference for literature and art, I can't bear this turmoil and enthusiasm.
Especially the kind of dusty, and those balangzi who are jumping up and down, calling friends, and drilling around in the crowd, I can't stand it.They either push you or step on you carelessly, making me look like a local thief.
I would rather stay in the house and watch the TV broadcast, and watch the famous hosts of CCTV host this grand festival in Kucha.
But when Guo Jingqi took my wristband and hugged my waist, the feeling attracted me as tightly as flowers attract bees.When he came back from seeing me in the afternoon and invited me to the street again, I went anyway.
The grand cultural and art festival lasted for ten days.
During these ten days, I was consciously enjoying the physical intimacy of a mature man, perhaps unintentionally.
He stubbornly repeated this close contact every day, but he never explained anything about it.
I admit that he is a very simple and honest man.
On the afternoon after the art festival, seeing me coming back from a client, he kindly invited me to have a drink.
His reason is: We have been getting along for half a month, and we get along very happily.He said that he cherishes such friendship very much and likes me, a handsome guy from a metropolis in the Mainland.Also, in two days, the pre-examination tutoring he participated in will be over.
The kindness is hard to turn down, and I am glad to go.
Xinjiang dishes are mainly beef and mutton, and the seasoning is mainly cumin pepper.Barbecue, hand pilaf, large plate chicken, and pulled noodles, each of which has distinct and strong regional characteristics.
The main wine is Yili Tequ, a high-concentration pure grain brewing.
I didn't say much, just smiled.
In Guo Jingqi's eloquent Chinese and Uyghur language, there is still some gaps in the ethnic minority languages. I lost no time to add two sentences to prove that I am a very loyal audience of him.
I know that listening carefully to the other party is the greatest respect for the other party.
In fact, I didn't understand much of what he said.It's just that I heard him say the word "friend" repeatedly, and he used a very thick and heavy Xinjiang accent.His voice makes me fresh, and my interest in this word is even stronger.
We drank quite a bit, finishing one bottle and half of the second.
I'm going to pay the bill, but no matter how hard I insist, Guo Jingqi firmly holds down my wallet: "You look down on me! Friends, you look down on me! I'm older than you, you are a guest from Xi'an, and you are a guest from far away !My friend, when you see me in Xi'an, invite me again!"
He was very stubborn and insisted on paying the bill.
He looked anxious like a young man quarreling with someone.
Seeing Guo Jingqi holding half a bottle of wine, I think it's cute.
I have seen many drunks, staggering, muttering in their mouths, confused thinking, and want to stick to everyone they see.
But after all, Guo Jingqi is different.Although everyone drank a lot, they were not in any state of drunkenness.
I like men from Northwest China, and I like the kind of boldness that is not twitchy or embellished.
It's past 21 o'clock.
There is a folk proverb in Xinjiang: Wear cotton clothes in the morning, wear gauze in the afternoon, and eat watermelon with the stove in your arms.But Aksu in September is still a bit hot at the moment.
In the Mainland, it is already past the time of low twilight, and it has long been the time when thousands of houses are lit up.However, Aksu at this moment is like a graceful and luxurious woman, who has been refusing to take off her makeup for a long time, and has been reluctant to go to bed for a long time.
White clouds float in the clear blue sky.
Although the cool autumn wind is still blowing, the sun is still moving towards the west unhurriedly, just like the inland at around four o'clock in the afternoon.
This is the characteristic of the extreme day.
This phenomenon excites me.
Not wanting to go back to the guest house, Guo Jingqi said: "My friend, it's too stuffy in the room, let's go to the movies."
Huge movie theaters are losing money.
When we got in, the movie had already started.There was a movie playing in the theater whose name I couldn't name.
Only in the very middle of the theater sat a pair of ecstasy lovers cuddling tightly.
Guo Jingqi and I were sitting in the corner of the last row.
I drank a little too much, and my stamina came back. I was a little dizzy, and I covered my feverish face with my hands.
"Friend, what's the matter?" Guo Jingqi put one hand on my knee, leaned forward and asked.
I remember that I was wearing a white sleeveless T-shirt and brown trousers.
When Guo Jingqi's thick palm rested on my knee, I felt his body temperature strongly.
"I probably drank a little too much." I hummed and blushed.
"No way, my friend, it looks like you can drink very well!"
As two passengers living in the same room, Guo Jingqi never called my name.He just called me friend repeatedly.
At this moment, he still calls me friend again and again.
Really, especially in this passionate youth!Especially, in a lonely place far away from home, such an unexpected encounter, the feeling of finding no comfort that has suppressed me for so many years suddenly came!
The streets of Aksu are filled with the sound of singing and musical instruments, and the streets are mixed with various body odors.
Although I have a fanatical preference for literature and art, I can't bear this turmoil and enthusiasm.
Especially the kind of dusty, and those balangzi who are jumping up and down, calling friends, and drilling around in the crowd, I can't stand it.They either push you or step on you carelessly, making me look like a local thief.
I would rather stay in the house and watch the TV broadcast, and watch the famous hosts of CCTV host this grand festival in Kucha.
But when Guo Jingqi took my wristband and hugged my waist, the feeling attracted me as tightly as flowers attract bees.When he came back from seeing me in the afternoon and invited me to the street again, I went anyway.
The grand cultural and art festival lasted for ten days.
During these ten days, I was consciously enjoying the physical intimacy of a mature man, perhaps unintentionally.
He stubbornly repeated this close contact every day, but he never explained anything about it.
I admit that he is a very simple and honest man.
On the afternoon after the art festival, seeing me coming back from a client, he kindly invited me to have a drink.
His reason is: We have been getting along for half a month, and we get along very happily.He said that he cherishes such friendship very much and likes me, a handsome guy from a metropolis in the Mainland.Also, in two days, the pre-examination tutoring he participated in will be over.
The kindness is hard to turn down, and I am glad to go.
Xinjiang dishes are mainly beef and mutton, and the seasoning is mainly cumin pepper.Barbecue, hand pilaf, large plate chicken, and pulled noodles, each of which has distinct and strong regional characteristics.
The main wine is Yili Tequ, a high-concentration pure grain brewing.
I didn't say much, just smiled.
In Guo Jingqi's eloquent Chinese and Uyghur language, there is still some gaps in the ethnic minority languages. I lost no time to add two sentences to prove that I am a very loyal audience of him.
I know that listening carefully to the other party is the greatest respect for the other party.
In fact, I didn't understand much of what he said.It's just that I heard him say the word "friend" repeatedly, and he used a very thick and heavy Xinjiang accent.His voice makes me fresh, and my interest in this word is even stronger.
We drank quite a bit, finishing one bottle and half of the second.
I'm going to pay the bill, but no matter how hard I insist, Guo Jingqi firmly holds down my wallet: "You look down on me! Friends, you look down on me! I'm older than you, you are a guest from Xi'an, and you are a guest from far away !My friend, when you see me in Xi'an, invite me again!"
He was very stubborn and insisted on paying the bill.
He looked anxious like a young man quarreling with someone.
Seeing Guo Jingqi holding half a bottle of wine, I think it's cute.
I have seen many drunks, staggering, muttering in their mouths, confused thinking, and want to stick to everyone they see.
But after all, Guo Jingqi is different.Although everyone drank a lot, they were not in any state of drunkenness.
I like men from Northwest China, and I like the kind of boldness that is not twitchy or embellished.
It's past 21 o'clock.
There is a folk proverb in Xinjiang: Wear cotton clothes in the morning, wear gauze in the afternoon, and eat watermelon with the stove in your arms.But Aksu in September is still a bit hot at the moment.
In the Mainland, it is already past the time of low twilight, and it has long been the time when thousands of houses are lit up.However, Aksu at this moment is like a graceful and luxurious woman, who has been refusing to take off her makeup for a long time, and has been reluctant to go to bed for a long time.
White clouds float in the clear blue sky.
Although the cool autumn wind is still blowing, the sun is still moving towards the west unhurriedly, just like the inland at around four o'clock in the afternoon.
This is the characteristic of the extreme day.
This phenomenon excites me.
Not wanting to go back to the guest house, Guo Jingqi said: "My friend, it's too stuffy in the room, let's go to the movies."
Huge movie theaters are losing money.
When we got in, the movie had already started.There was a movie playing in the theater whose name I couldn't name.
Only in the very middle of the theater sat a pair of ecstasy lovers cuddling tightly.
Guo Jingqi and I were sitting in the corner of the last row.
I drank a little too much, and my stamina came back. I was a little dizzy, and I covered my feverish face with my hands.
"Friend, what's the matter?" Guo Jingqi put one hand on my knee, leaned forward and asked.
I remember that I was wearing a white sleeveless T-shirt and brown trousers.
When Guo Jingqi's thick palm rested on my knee, I felt his body temperature strongly.
"I probably drank a little too much." I hummed and blushed.
"No way, my friend, it looks like you can drink very well!"
As two passengers living in the same room, Guo Jingqi never called my name.He just called me friend repeatedly.
At this moment, he still calls me friend again and again.
Really, especially in this passionate youth!Especially, in a lonely place far away from home, such an unexpected encounter, the feeling of finding no comfort that has suppressed me for so many years suddenly came!
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