The perfect game for personalities

On the night when the college entrance examination ended, Xiang Zimo took Jiang Fei to a bar to celebrate.

He had become an adult after his birthday half a year ago, and now he has completely escaped the hardships of high school, so He Xue specially brought him a glass of low-alcohol wine.

After Jiang Fei clinked glasses with them, he drank more than half of it. The pungent alcohol rolled down his throat and into his lungs. The slight burning sensation and the spreading numbness were like electric currents crawling to the nerves and scratching, and his consciousness began to be dull.

A slight blush appeared on the porcelain white face, and the water in the eyes seemed to be more moist again, full of tears, shining brightly under the gorgeous lights in the bar.

Xiang Zimo watched intently, almost drunk in his eyes.

Seeing that he was staring straight at Jiang Fei, He Xue, who was on the side, was a little frightening, so she nudged him secretly with her elbow, and joked with a smile.

"Xiao Fei, you don't seem to be drinking well."

The spiciness was still spreading, Jiang Fei unconsciously opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and went to get the lemonade that He Xue had prepared for him.

The lemonade glass was placed far away, and when he reached for it, the back of his hand touched Xiang Zimo's hand that was casually placed on the table.

The moment the skin stuck, Xiang Zimo grabbed his hand almost reflexively, as if grabbing something that was about to be lost.

This sudden movement surprised all three of them.

Jiang Fei woke up instantly, raised her eyes to look at Xiang Zimo, didn't speak, and didn't withdraw her hand.

And Xiang Zimo still looked at him with a normal face, as if this was an extremely natural movement, and even clasped his palms together, tightening them up a bit.

He Xue belatedly realized that she was such a bright light bulb, she just made up an excuse and left with a dry smile. After returning to the bar, she secretly looked at it with special interest.

It's just that their location is the quietest corner, and there are so many guests at night, they quickly blocked her view.

He Xue had no choice but to look away regretfully.

Without He Xue to smooth things over, the quiet air was gradually broken by the pervasive subtle atmosphere.

Xiang Zimo was the first to speak out, asking in a low voice.

"Can I kiss you?"

The noisy background music was deafening, but the moment Xiang Zimo said this, the surroundings seemed to quiet down.

All the idlers and noises are closed out, only they are in another closed world that is gradually boiling with a touch of alcohol.

Jiang Fei was holding the glass of lemonade, and the water dripping from the cold and hard shell wet his knuckles, but he felt that his ears were hot.

Seeing that he was silent, Xiang Zimo leaned forward instead of retreating.

The distance was shortened, Xiang Zimo occupied his sight, and asked again in a clear voice.

"Jiang Fei, can I kiss you?"

Stared at by such a strong gaze that cannot be ignored, Jiang Fei finally opened his mouth, with no obvious ups and downs in his expression, he only asked softly.

"are you drunk?"

Xiang Zimo was taken aback.

"No."

He still hasn't figured out why Jiang Fei asked such a question, he hasn't even started drinking since he saw him.

So he thought it was Jiang Fei changing the subject, a tactful refusal.

Just as the heartbeat fell into the air, it was picked up again by Jiang Fei's next sentence.

The young voice was very clear, with a softness and greenness that had never experienced wind and frost, but the tone was extraordinarily calm.

"Then you can kiss me."

For a few seconds of freezing, the air reverberated with the echo of this sentence of permission.

Xiang Zimo's expression began to crack, and after the astonishment, joy and obvious affection that he had never seen before flooded this scruffy-looking face.

Through the mirror frame, Jiang Fei was about to be stared at by him.

He lowered his eyes a little unbearably, and was about to hesitate to say something, but Xiang Zimo's hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his head, pushed forward slightly, and then covered his lips.

Across the narrow small round table, the warm breath blended into a hot heartbeat.

After a while, He Xue remembered Xiang Zimo after greeting the regular customers, returned to the place just now, and found that the two of them had disappeared, only the unfinished wine glass remained on the table.

He Xue was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses, she shook her head with a broken smile.

"It's really...the first time you left without saying hello to me."

The rapid wind and lightning along the way could not calm down the heartbeat that almost burst out of the chest, Xiang Zimo did not say a word to Jiang Fei, but the action of holding his hand upstairs quickly made the latter feel that he was unusual exposed emotions.

Xiang Zimo took the key and opened the door of his house. As soon as he pulled him in and closed the door, he leaned against the wall and kissed him.

This time, there was no interruption or staring from other people in the bar, so it became longer. The aggressive and enthusiastic actions made Jiang Fei unconsciously want to hide back, but there was nowhere to escape.

His hand rested on Xiang Zimo's shoulder, trembling slightly, as if he was resisting or hesitating.

Approaching Zimo, he grabbed his slender arms and wrapped them around his neck.

The pose of the two seems to be a little more intimate.

The kitten sleeping in the nest was awakened by the sound of the door opening just now, raised its little head in a daze, and saw its owner hugging his favorite little brother.

The kitten tilted its head, looked at it in confusion for a few seconds, and then happily lay back in its comfortable nest.

The night became more and more silent, the old people in this residential area went to bed early, and even the moonlight was quiet.

Jiang Fei sat on the sofa, bent his knees, and looked at Xiang Zimo, who was half squatting in front of him, in an embracing posture.

Xiang Zimo was tall and rarely looked up at people like this.

But now he is willing, tilting his head slightly, looking at Jiang Fei who was frightened by this kiss just now and refused to get closer to him, with a smile on his lips.

The frame that had been worn on his face was too obstructive during the kiss, so he took it off.

Jiang Fei didn't react just now, but now she has a calm face and doesn't speak, but her eyes are still a little dazed looking at his appearance.

Xiang Zimo knew that he was good-looking, with a high nose and thin lips, and handsome eyebrows and eyes. He had been the focus of everyone since he was a child, but later it became a problem for him to pursue his dreams. He preferred to cover up this superfluous appearance in frustration .

Now, this advantage that he once regarded as a burden has become one of his confidence.

He looked at Jiang Fei intently, and spoke slowly in an extremely soft voice.

"A talent scout came to me and wanted to push me to debut."

"Their company is in Beijing."

After only saying these two sentences, Jiang Fei understood what he meant.

He wanted himself to go to Beijing with him.

After pausing for a few seconds, Xiang Zimo restrained the expression on his face, looking more serious, and his tone was particularly sincere.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to go to Beijing. Wherever you want to go to university, I will go with you."

At first, he took his music dream very seriously, and regarded it as his goal for the rest of his life, but after a blow, it seemed like a basin of cold water woke him up completely.

He began to wake up from this naive and hot-headed state, and thus he could see things and people other than music.

When talking to Zimo, he kept looking at Jiang Fei.

His eyes are peach blossom eyes, which should be romantic and affectionate, but when he stares wholeheartedly at a close distance, the person being watched will have the illusion of being deeply loved.

And Jiang Fei saw his burning eyes.

Xiang Zimo's affection for him was neither an illusion nor a pretense.

This truth has been reflected in the kiss just now.

Jiang Fei pursed her lips unconsciously, feeling numbness still spreading.

He wanted to withdraw his hand to cover his lips, but both hands were tightly clenched by Xiang Zimo's fingers, leaving him nowhere to hide.

So he had no choice but to lower his head slightly, hide the lower half of his face between his knees, and whispered.

"Go to Beijing, I'll go with you."

Xiang Zimo is destined to become a superstar, he will shine, it is only a matter of time.

And no matter where he goes, Jiang Fei will of course follow him.

His hands were clenched suddenly, and Xiang Zimo's breath sank a bit.

He laughed again, his low and magnetic voice was a little more hoarse, which sounded extra seductive.

With his breath approaching, he gently rubbed the tip of Jiang Fei's nose, and kissed his forehead affectionately, the silent air became lingering, as if soaked in sweet and soft clouds.

Xiang Zimo spoke softly, and spoke slowly in a humble voice.

"Jiang Fei, I like you, shall we be together?"

Just now, his lips smelled of the alcohol Jiang Fei had drunk, and the words he spoke were soft and intoxicating, as if they were bewitching.

He saw Jiang Fei's slender and thick eyelashes tremble, and then pursed his lips, as if hesitant.

And soon, he gave the answer Xiang Zimo expected.

"it is good."

The author has something to say: You can continue to update today, can you leave me a message?The next chapter is a few years later hehehe