I heard we were opposites

Set up a tent and put some snacks anywhere.Everything was ready, Zhuang Xia finally sat down quietly and watched the stars quietly.

The sky is far away, and the stars are brilliant.

On the rain-washed pure background, the trajectories of the stars are also clearer than in the past, and a grand meteor is coming.

The night wind blows, refreshing.

In the silence, Zhuang Shuyue turned to Xia Yang and asked, "Senior, are you cold?"

Xia Yang shook his head: "Fortunately, it's not cold."

Feeling the breeze, Zhuang Shuyue took out a scarf from the backpack behind her after thinking about it, and wrapped it around Xia Yang with her own hands: "To be on the safe side, I won't catch a cold."

Xia Yang didn't move, just sat so quietly, letting Zhuang Shuyue's hands play back and forth on his neck.

After a long while, after Zhuang Shuyue adjusted her scarf and withdrew her hands, Xia Yang suddenly asked, "Are you always so considerate to everyone?"

Zhuang Shuyue raised her eyes upon hearing this.

The person in his sight, as usual, did not show any extra emotion on his face, his complexion was fair, his expression was indifferent, his beautiful eyes were slightly squinted, giving people a sense of carelessness and laziness.

Of course not, Zhuang Shuyue thought.

"Senior once commented on me, saying that I must have been born by a central air conditioner in my previous life." But no matter what he thought in his heart, Zhuang Shuyue remained calm, raised his eyebrows, and asked back, "So about this, senior should know best Is it?"

Answering questions with questions is undoubtedly the most cunning rhetoric in the world, bar none.

Xia Yang looked at Zhuang Shuyue fixedly, without blinking his eyes.

In fact, Xia Yang was a little nervous.

Yes, apprehensive.

No one would believe it if he said it out, and he never cared about other people's opinions, and the indomitable actor Xia would actually feel uneasy?

But it is true.

Xia Yang has always been self-confident, no matter in acting or other aspects.

Of course, he also has the capital of self-confidence.

But right now, he couldn't help but be at a loss.

After several months of observation, Xia Yang is very convinced that Zhuang Shuyue likes her.

In order to prove this conclusion, in the past few months, Xia Yang has taken great pains, teasing hints, observing words and expressions, even finding troubles when there is nothing to do, deliberately finding faults, and routines emerge in endlessly.

Of course, in order to avoid being abrupt and causing unnecessary misunderstandings, Xia Yang's actions were all expressed in a roundabout way.

But Xia Yang believed that with Zhuang Shuyue's comprehension, it was impossible for him not to see it.

In addition, in the end, the invitation of the two to watch the shooting star alone, Xia Yang thought that he had done it clearly enough.

But it's all like this, why didn't Zhuang Shuyue say anything?

Is all this really just my illusion?

As soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Xia Yang.

impossible!

After pondering for a while, Xia Yang made up his mind.

It's time, someone has to take the first step, otherwise you'll just stay where you are forever.

If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.

"Zhuang Shuyue." Xia Yang called out suddenly.

Zhuang Shuyue was startled when he heard that: "What's wrong?"

It is rare for the other party to call his full name in such a serious manner, has something been discovered?Zhuang Shuyue looked at Xia Yang in surprise.

Xia Yang stared at him intently, and asked with a smile, "Do you like me?"

Amazing speech.

A gust of evening wind blows, and the grass everywhere dances with the wind, making a rustling sound, which is as low as a lingering whisper.

At this moment, Zhuang Shuyue seemed to hear the sound of his own heartbeat, loud and clear.

At the same time, above the head, the mighty cluster of stars descended with their long tails, and the entire sky burned with beautiful streamers.

"It's so beautiful. This is the first time I've seen a meteor shower with my own eyes." Xia Yang turned his face away, raised his head slightly, looked at the sky full of shooting stars, and expressed his sincere admiration.

Zhuang Shuyue, who was in a daze, also turned her head to look after hearing the words.

But in a blink of an eye, this grand meteor shower has reached its climax, and countless stars are flying across the sky, burning, tumbling, like flowing fire, and finally returning to silence.

The loneliness after the climax.

This situation, looking into Zhuang Shuyue's eyes, unexpectedly became an obscure metaphor.

Just like every conversation between him and Xia Yang in the past, it came to an abrupt end when it was extremely ambiguous.

So, don't answer, just divert the topic, when it doesn't exist, then they can go back to the original position.

Quickly change the subject.

But Zhuang Shuyue found that she couldn't speak at all.

Zhuang Shuyue knew he was losing control, but he couldn't stop.

This uncontrollable desire to get more and deeper desire from this person because of too much desire, gradually eroded a black hole in Zhuang Shuyue's body. At this time, no matter what No matter how hard Zhuang Shuyue was trying to control herself, she couldn't fill this gap.

"Where did we talk just now?" The shooting star ended, Xia Yang turned his head, and his eyes returned to Zhuang Shuyue, his eyes were a little hesitant, and then they lit up, Xia Yang's face was a little bit embarrassed, but more of it was as calm as before, "Oh, about whether you like me."

"Yes, I like you." After a long silence, Zhuang Shuyue confessed almost with a sigh.

When saying this, Zhuang Shuyue lowered his eyes, deliberately avoiding Xia Yang's gaze, and the usual smile at the corner of his mouth became transparent as if diluted by water.

Xia Yang looked at Zhuang Shuyue's still gentle eyebrows, and the deep tiredness and fear floating between his eyebrows. At this moment, Xia Yang suddenly understood Zhuang Shuyue's thoughts.

He is afraid.

Because of this knowledge, Xia Yang's chest began to swell. How could someone be so harsh on himself?

It's really unexpected that a person like Zhuang Shuyue would feel inferior and afraid. Xia Yang felt incredible, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of defeat in his heart. He sighed softly and said, "You really like me." .”

Hearing this, Zhuang Shuyue raised his eyes. There were vague but clear fiery emotions in his eyes. He hid those fiery emotions behind a calm shell, stared at the person in front of him who suddenly laughed, and waited with bated breath.

Waiting for the last knife to fall.

"That's such a coincidence, I like you too."

Zhuang Shuyue almost looked at Xia Yang with astonished eyes.

After Xia Yang finished speaking, seeing that Zhuang Shuyue was still unresponsive, he blinked unconsciously, his eyes were soft and fascinating, and he said playfully, "I didn't expect that, are you surprised or surprised?"

So pleasantly surprised.

All along, Zhuang Shuyue never thought about anything, even if Xia Yang asked him to watch the meteor shower alone so blatantly, he didn't dare to go into it, because he couldn't afford the price if it wasn't.

But now, the senior said that he likes himself.

This made Zhuang Shuyue's eyes burn, and at the same time, his heart also burned. Apart from looking deeply at the other party, Zhuang Shuyue couldn't even say a word.

How to describe the feeling of this moment, as if the stars kiss the earth, the wind blows the flowers, all the beautiful scenes happened at this moment.

While Zhuang Shuyue was caught off guard, she finally couldn't help raising her hand, and hugged Xia Yang into her arms. Their chests were pressed against theirs, and their hearts were tightly squeezed together and beating together.

"Senior, is this true?"

Xia Yang smiled lightly, broke free from Zhuang Shuyue's arms, raised his head and bit the corner of Zhuang Shuyue's mouth: "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Shuyue shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Xia Yang snorted: "That's fake, you're dreaming."

Zhuang Shuyue blinked her eyes, her voice was so gentle that water would drip out, and then her warm breath wrapped around Xia Yang's ears: "Then I would like to sleep in a dream and never wake up for the rest of my life."

Xia Yang was expressionless, his body was stiff, and he pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Then you are too unpursuant."

Zhuang Shuyue smiled: "It is enough for me to have you."

"I'm so important? Then why haven't you confessed to me?" Xia Yang raised his face slightly and looked at Zhuang Shuyue with a heartbroken expression on his face.

"Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid of losing, if I want to stay away because of this, I'd rather stay where I am."

In one sentence, Xia Yang gave up all resistance on the spot: "Nothing."

"Xia Yang."

This is the first time that Zhuang Shuyue called Xia Yang's name in front of Xia Yang, which made Xia Yang couldn't help recalling the soft call in his mind for a moment, and he couldn't tell what the specific feeling was, obviously he was cherished, but Xia Yang felt great depression from this call.

All along, Zhuang Shuyue had indeed suppressed herself.

He never dared to speak Xia Yang's name outright, because he was afraid that once he uttered these two words, the secret feelings he had hidden would be made public.

But now he doesn't need to hide anymore, Zhuang Shuyue couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Xia Yang's face, feeling the temperature and touch from his palm, and continued, "Can you imagine my mood now? The spring breeze is you, the summer flower is you, Qiuyue is you, Dongmei is you, all the most beautiful things I can imagine are you."

Xia Yang raised his hand to cover Zhuang Shuyue's, held it, pulled it down, put it on his lips and kissed it heavily, and said, "Now this most beautiful thing is yours."

Finally, Zhuang Shuyue couldn't bear it anymore and bent down, kissing Xia Yang's lips.

This is a very beautiful lip.

He has traced his lips countless times in his sleep.

The first contact was a bit dry, but Zhuang Shuyue was very patient. He stuck out his tongue and licked|sucked back and forth on Xia Yang's lips over and over again, until it became soft and moist, and then gently pecked.

After confirming that the other party is comfortable with him, he slowly invades inward bit by bit, prying open the tightly closed jaw, and penetrates into the warm interior, the tip of the tongue brushes over the teeth, chasing his tongue, then entangled, tossed, soft and wet The slippery feeling is very comfortable.

Kiss can convey a lot of emotions, and those words can't touch, but can be easily done with a kiss.

Feeling Zhuang Shuyue's joy through his lips and teeth, Xia Yang's body seemed to be electrified, and sparks were flying deep in his mind.

He could only soften his body and let the other party run amok.