you don't love him anymore he loves you

"Ake, 'No Fate' opened a new bar, come and play!"

"No, my brother is back from a business trip."

"Tsk, just show off."

The heavy rain was pouring, and Zhou Shike drove back to the community where he lived. The rain permeated the garage and left a chill all over his body. The lights in the garage were in his arms a few days ago. After reporting for repairs, the master had no time to come. Zhou Shike turned on the flashlight on his phone, Press the elevator.

Zhou Shike opened the door with a key in one hand, and a bunch of newly written songs in the other hand, although they were all drafts.

This is the rich area of ​​Jiangcheng, the sound insulation effect is very good, the living room is too quiet, the lights are not turned on, and the figure on the sofa can only be seen clearly with the help of the faint skylight outside.

Unlike Zhou Shike's smell when he went to the company in the morning, there is a very light citrus aroma in the living room now.

It was Fu Simian's smell.

Zhou Shike threw down the keys and the draft, kicked off his shoes, and threw himself into the arms of the person on the sofa, rubbing his head against the other's neck, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"Brother, I miss you so much."

Zhou Shike never hesitates to express his love, but he is straightforward and warm. This is one of the reasons why Fu Simian has been with him all the time.

Seeing many people wearing masks, I especially like Zhou Shike's simplicity and innocence.

The man raised his hand to touch Zhou Shike's hair, reached out to pinch Zhou Shike's chin, lifted it up and kissed it, the faint citrus fragrance instantly dissipated the chill on Zhou Shike's body.

Zhou Shike took the initiative to reach out and grab Fu Simian's shoulder, and raised his head to kiss back.

Fu Simian's breath was scorching hot, making Zhou Shike's legs limp and waist weak, and a bolt of lightning struck the sky outside the window from far and near, and the living room suddenly brightened for a moment.

Zhou Shike was awakened.

"By the way, have you eaten yet?" Zhou Shike got off Fu Simian, turned over and got off the sofa, ran to the kitchen, turned on the light with a "snap", and looked for something in the refrigerator.

Fu Simian looked at his back, rubbed between his brows, and turned on the lamp on the small coffee table next to him, "I've eaten."

Zhou Shike paused, and came out of the kitchen with a box of fruit in his arms, a little dissatisfied, "Why have you eaten it?"

Fu Simian laughed, "I'm hungry."

"Ok."

"Brother, the newcomer in our group doesn't seem to like me very much." Zhou Shike sat next to Fu Simian with his pillow in his arms, watched Fu Simian start to deal with work again, and sighed, "He said that the songs I wrote are not good enough. depth."

"He said?" Fu Simian didn't raise his eyes, his tone was light.

"Well, is the song I wrote really bad?" Zhou Shike bumped his head on Fu Simian's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"Is it important?" Fu Simian glanced sideways at Zhou Shike, "As long as you write it, I will give it to you. Whoever writes it better than you, I will buy it and sign your name."

Zhou Shike's heart tightened for a moment, he knew that Fu Simian could do such a thing, but...

"Brother, have you heard the song I wrote?" Zhou Shike asked intentionally.

"I heard." Fu Simian closed the computer and looked sideways at Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shike scratched the sofa leather with his fingers.

The other party leaned forward and kissed him, reached in along the hem of his clothes, and squeezed the flesh on Zhou Shike's waist, "You lost weight again?"

Fu Simian was so active, Zhou Shike immediately forgot everything, he leaned on the sofa, looking like he was picking things up, "Maybe I miss my brother too much."

The boy is pressed on the sofa. He is two years younger than Fu Simian. Fu Simian is 23 this year, and he has just graduated. Fu Simian is in business with a group of old foxes in exchange for falsehoods. He only needs to worry about the guitar The strings don't seem to be very easy to use, and the words I wrote today don't seem to be very good.

His food and housing were changed from being provided by his cousin to being provided by Fu Simian.

Zhou Shike was a child raised by Fu Simian.

Both of them are young, and their bodies can withstand all kinds of tricks, but Zhou Shike is not very strong against Fu Simian. Fu Simian will be very gentle at the beginning, coaxing Zhou Shike into a dizzy state, and he can do whatever he wants.

But the real Fu Simian was rude, direct and aggressive, which made Zhou Shike tremble every time, begging for mercy repeatedly, and even his fingers collapsed.

Fu Simian was on a business trip for two months this time, and the two of them could only communicate through mobile phones. In addition, Fu Simian himself was restrained and reserved. Zhou Shike buried Fu Simian in the neck and bit him hard.

"Hey, open your legs." Fu Simian said softly, supporting the back of Zhou Shike's head.

Zhou Shike's neck was stretched, and Fu Simian pushed his legs away with his knees.

The rain outside the window kept falling, the pillows on the sofa were thrown to the ground, and there were sobs and low shouts from time to time in the quiet room.

At the end, Fu Simian picked up Zhou Shike with one hand, and Zhou Shike's legs were wrapped around Fu Simian's waist, and his whole body was limp.

"Brother, say you love me." The boy acted like a baby in a muffled voice.

Fu Simian laughed, "I love you"

The hot water from the shower poured down, and Zhou Shike watched Fu Simian squeeze the shower gel into the palm of his hand, and then wiped it on himself after there was foam.

"Brother, me too, I love you."

Fu Simian remained indifferent.

Zhou Shike looked up at Fu Simian, slightly lost in thought. Under the hazy yellow light, Fu Simian's face became blurred inch by inch, completely overlapping with the boy in white shirt standing on the rostrum in his memory.

Because Zhou Shike couldn't stay at home anymore, he was sent to Shenshi to study, and his cousin was responsible for all the board and lodging.

When he transferred to Jiangcheng, he happened to be in the first year of senior high school. On the day of the opening ceremony, Fu Simian gave a speech as a representative of the senior three students. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. , his eyebrows and eyes are handsome and cold, and his voice comes out of the microphone, which makes people's ears crisp.

Zhou Shike is a voice controler and a face controler. He likes to sing, and he naturally likes people with a good voice. In the subsequent active contact, Zhou Shike became more and more unable to extricate himself from Fu Simian.

It's a pity that Fu Simian was already in his third year of high school. Before Zhou Shike could win him, he had already gone to college.

In the next two years, Zhou Shike gritted his teeth and went to Fu Simian's university, and became Fu Simian's junior again. Without the constraints of the school rules that could not fall in love early, Zhou Shike was finally able to pursue Fu Simian openly. Crowned.

He thought Fu Simian would be hard to chase.

The people in school who like him can't finish it with a truck.

But it only took Zhou Shike three months to catch up with Fu Simian.

He knew that Fu Simian liked clean little boys, so he told his uncle that he replaced the super cool fiery red off-road vehicle he was going to buy for himself with a low-key Audi, and threw away the gaudy eyebrow studs and earrings. The tattoos on the shoulders were removed, and the trendy brands in the closet were replaced by sweater shirts with simple styles and generous designs.

He was tender-faced, and people believed him when he was a high school student. Even now that he has graduated from university, he looks several years younger than Fu Simian.

Fu Simian said: "We can try."

So Zhou Shike and Fu Simian stayed together until he graduated from university. Zhou Shike resolutely came to Fu Simian's hometown, Jiangcheng. he's good.

In the early hours of the morning, Zhou Shike was awakened by the sound of thunder. He turned over and fell into Fu Simian's arms.

"It's raining heavily." Zhou Shike said blankly, "Can you not go to the company tomorrow?"

Fu Simian did not wake up.

Zhou Shike hugged his waist, "Tomorrow Saturday, I want you to stay with me at home, or let's go out to play."

Zhou Shike stretched out his fingers to touch Fu Simian's eyes, down to his nose, and then his mouth. He liked every part of Fu Simian very much.

Before staying at the corner of his mouth for a long time, the man who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes, and Zhou Shike was stunned by his indifferent eyes.

But soon, Fu Simian's eyes softened, he put Zhou Shike's fingertips in his mouth, and licked, "Can't sleep?"

Zhou Shike was licked until his toes curled up.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Simian moved a bit, and hugged Zhou Shike on his lap, "If it doesn't hurt, let's play for a while before going to sleep."