mr rose

Zheng Zhuoting sat on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment with his outstretched hand, and then lightly landed on Lu Hongxi's shoulder.

Even though his movements were so light, the man was still so frightened that his body trembled and he raised his head in horror.

"Don't be afraid, it's me." Zheng Zhuoting gently reminded: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Lu Hongxi was panting anxiously, and his emotions gradually calmed down under the gentle gaze of the person in front of him.

Seeing him grabbing his bangs and looking a little overwhelmed, Zheng Zhuoting got up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you a cup of milk."

Watching the man walk out of the room, Lu Hongxi's arms dropped limply, and he buried his face between his knees again.

Zheng Zhuoting moved quickly, and came in with a cup of warm milk in three to four minutes.

He patted Lu Hongxi's arm, handed over the milk cup after the man raised his head, and said, "Drink, the temperature is just right."

Lu Hongxi and Zheng Zhuoting looked at each other for a moment, then took a sip.Xu Shi was soothed by the familiar and warm taste, raised his head and drank the rest.

Zheng Zhuoting helped him put the cup on the bedside table, and seeing that his expression was much calmer than before, he asked, "Let me open the curtains, it's uncomfortable to sleep in such a stuffy environment."

Lu Hongxi shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "No."

He obviously had lingering fears, Zheng Zhuoting said: "Then how about I stay with you on the floor?"

This proposal was even more inappropriate than opening the curtains, Lu Hongxi immediately wanted to refuse, but Zheng Zhuoting said: "My sofa is too small, I can't even straighten my legs."

When he said that, Lu Hongxi remembered that he slept on the sofa for himself, lifted the quilt and said, "I'd better go to sleep on the sofa, and you sleep on the bed."

Zheng Zhuoting pressed Lu Hongxi's shoulders, got up and said, "You are not much different in height from me, and it would be just as uncomfortable for you to go to bed. Just leave it at that, it's already late, don't dawdle any longer."

He opened the cupboard door, took a clean sheet from inside and spread it beside the bed, took a pillow next to Lu Hongxi, and lay down like this.Seeing Lu Hongxi staring at him blankly, he reminded: "Turn off the light, it's on the wall of the bedside table over there."

Unexpectedly, this person really lay down when he said he was sleeping, Lu Hongxi was a little at a loss.Even though they're both men, it's not considered sharing the same bed, but...

Seeing Zheng Zhuoting closing his eyes and sleeping calmly, the uncomfortable thought in his heart was gradually replaced by another feeling.

In fact, he understood that Zheng Zhuoting was worried, afraid that he would continue to have nightmares in an unfamiliar environment, so he stayed with him in this way.

He squeezed the quilt, looked at the familiar and gentle face, turned around after a while, and reached out to turn off the switch.

The field of vision was shrouded in darkness again, but the uneasy hesitation did not linger again.He turned his back to Zheng Zhuoting, pulled the quilt to his shoulders, and closed his eyes.

The bedroom became quiet, except for the slight operating sound of the air conditioner, there was only the occasional sound of the quilt rubbing against each other.

This kind of environment is most suitable for sleeping, but after a long time, the two people under the bed are still not sleepy.

Lu Hongxi didn't fall asleep easily in an unfamiliar environment, but Zheng Zhuoting didn't know why.

He was facing the position of the bed, but he couldn't see the person lying on it because of the height difference. He could only hear the movement when the person turned over, and felt that Lu Hongxi was sleeping on his bed.

After numb his arms, Zheng Zhuoting wanted to change his posture, but his sober mind recalled a memory that reminded him of the day they met again.

At that time, his arm was also numb from the pillow, but it was pressed by Lu Hongxi.The man was lying on his side in his arms, with long, silky hair hanging loose. As soon as he turned his head, he smelled the aroma of mint and citrus.

The memory of that day was a little fuzzy, but he carefully recalled the feeling at that time.The smell doesn't seem to be purely sweet, it's a bit cool, but it smells very comfortable.

Zheng Zhuoting curled his mouth, his consciousness slowly wandered along with the memory, until his vision stopped at the hard object against his thigh.

Lu Hongxi, who was sleeping soundly, probably regarded him as Huang Shengye, that's why he made a move to rub against him, and when he woke up, he hugged him and kissed him.

He opened his eyes to look at the person on the bed, but the only thing he could see was the bed sheet.He stared at it for a while, and suddenly wondered if Lu Hongxi had fallen asleep, so he sat up with his arms propped up.

The person on the bed was lying flat, Zheng Zhuoting couldn't judge because he couldn't see his facial features clearly, so he had to lie back after waiting for a while.

It's just that after lying down, the desire to confirm whether he was asleep became stronger.Zheng Zhuoting turned over twice, and was hesitating whether to ask him to try it, when he felt a slight movement on the bed, and then Lu Hongxi's voice came over.

"Zhuoting?"

The cry was very soft, as if he wanted to make sure that Zheng Zhuoting was asleep.

Zheng Zhuoting immediately turned over and responded, "What's wrong?"

Lu Hongxi lay prone on the edge of the bed because her sight was blocked, her long, smooth hair slid down her shoulders, and the ends fell onto the arms of the person next to the bed.

Zheng Zhuoting felt itchy, stretched out his hand, but touched a strand of soft hair, and then heard Lu Hongxi ask him: "Is the floor too hard to sleep on?"

He could hear the guilt in Lu Hongxi's tone, and immediately explained: "No, I slept well."

Lu Hongxi lowered his eyes, Zheng Zhuoting was just lying on the hard ground, no wonder he could sleep well.But since it was not suitable for them to sleep together on the same bed like friends, he had no choice but to acquiesce to Zheng Zhuoting's statement, and when he was about to lie down again, he felt his hair tighten.

He thought he was under the pressure, but saw Zheng Zhuoting sitting up, facing his direction in the dark: "Sorry, did I hurt you?"

He didn't understand at once: "What?"

The shadow on the opposite side raised his arm, as if scratching his head, and said, "Your hair touched my arm just now, and it was very itchy, so I grabbed it."

Only then did he understand what the man was talking about, so he said it was all right.

"Your hair is so long, it should be very troublesome to wash it. Have you ever thought of cutting it shorter?" Zheng Zhuoting continued to ask.

This was originally a casual question, but it reminded Lu Hongxi of a past.

He has kept this hair for five years. Although he has trimmed it constantly, he never thought of cutting it off.

At first he grew his hair to meet the needs of MJ's fashion show, but later he found that his hair was a little longer, and there would be more surprises in styling, so he didn't think about cutting it short.But at that time, he didn't plan to stay for such a long time, and kept it over his shoulders until he met Huang Shengye.

That person was not eye-catching among his suitors, and he even avoided him because of his rich past love history.But Huang Shengye was very persistent, and after expressing his affection for him, there were no more rumors for a year.

He didn't know when he was really moved, or maybe he drank too much wine on the first anniversary night, so that he didn't have the strength to push that person away.Even when he heard the man say that he looks good with long hair, he was stupid enough to actually grow it so long.

He pinched the end of his hair, hooked the corners of his mouth under the cover of darkness, and replied self-deprecatingly: "I really want to cut it, but I just never had the chance."

He was silent for a while before answering, Zheng Zhuoting thought he was reluctant, and said: "If you want to cut it, you will definitely have a chance. But it is already so long, you will be reluctant to cut it off."

Are you reluctant?

Lu Hongxi asked himself once in his heart.

If it was before tonight, he might still be a little bit reluctant.But after experiencing the blow of being almost insulted by others, the reality made him deeply understand what it would be like to only rely on himself from now on.

He let go of his hair, turned and turned on the desk lamp.

The moment the light came on, he closed his eyes reflexively, opened them after he got used to it, and found that Zheng Zhuoting was already looking at him.

He asked, "Do you have scissors at home?"

Zheng Zhuoting was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

"Give it to me to use."

After Zheng Zhuoting took out the scissors from the toolbox and brought them in, Lu Hongxi was already standing in front of the full-length mirror.

The black hair that grew almost to the waist was pushed to his chest by him.Zheng Zhuoting walked up to him, and did not hand over the scissors directly, but reminded again: "It will be damaged if you do it yourself, so go to the store to cut it tomorrow."

"It's okay." He took the scissors on his own initiative, grabbed a handful of hair in front of the mirror, and was stopped when he was about to do it.

Zheng Zhuoting asked in surprise, "Is that how you cut it?"

"Otherwise how do you cut it?" He asked back.

Looking at this smooth and shiny black hair, Zheng Zhuoting regretted why he mentioned cutting his hair earlier.In fact, he thinks that Lu Hongxi looks pretty with such long hair, so it's a pity to cut it off like this.

But seeing that Lu Hongxi didn't hesitate at all, he vaguely guessed that the reason why this person wanted to cut it short might not be simple.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuoting took back the scissors, brushed Lu Hongxi's hair on his back with his left hand, and said, "Let me cut it for you."