Oral period

The door was closed, the bedroom was quiet, Xia Jingzhe closed his eyes and rested for a while, he couldn't fall asleep, so he had to sit up limply, took the half glass of water on the bedside table and drank it down.

His mind was dizzy, and he felt a little pain, whether it was from a hangover or a cold—the fever subsided, but his throat hurt so badly that he hadn't noticed it before. When he swallowed and dragged while drinking water, the burning pain immediately rolled up, making him frown.

Fortunately, the water was shockingly cold, which completely suppressed his chaotic thoughts.

Xia Jingzhe leaned against the head of the bed, pulled himself a pillow to cushion himself, so that he could sit more securely, and examine the current situation dully.

There was a mess near the bedside table, and he didn't seem to be any better. He didn't need to look to know that his hair was messed up like a chicken coop. He was still wearing the sweater and trousers he wore when he got off the plane. He didn't even miss a single sock. The thick sweater was sweaty It has been soaked several times, and it is still sticky to the body at this moment, and the short sleeve used as a base layer is already soaked through.

The last sober memory stays outside, before he jumped off the wall—to be precise, he still has the memory of the first two of the three empty cans being thrown into the trash can, but when it comes to the third one, the memory is gone It's a mosaic.

Did he throw it in or not... He stared at the empty white wall and struggled with this inexplicable question for a few seconds. After a few seconds, his thoughts changed, and it turned into another sentence with the same sentence pattern but a completely different level of importance. question.

Did you say it or not?

He estimated the time very accurately. The bright and clear sunshine lasted only ten minutes, and then gradually turned into a richer golden color, which fell on the wall and was divided into irregular shapes by the window bars, like a painting. Both freehand and realistic nature paintings.

Warm orange, dim and staggered, very like the light of the living room falling in the eyes of the pillow, it is so peaceful that it is almost gentle.

It's not that I don't like him, there's no need to lie when he asked this question. When I asked him back just now, my tone was natural, and there didn't seem to be any difference, unlike asking knowingly.

But...if he failed to confess his love through drunkenness in the end, why would there be an abrupt and clear scene in the empty memory after the fragment, so ambiguous that it would make his heart beat faster just thinking about it... …

It was in the warm light of the living room, the person he liked was very close to him, from top to bottom, staring at him with the kind of eyes that he couldn't bear the most, the peach blossoms were glistening, and the spring ice had just melted.

Focused and affectionate, lingering almost sad.

What he had never seen before seemed to have been dreamed many times.

After a long time, the setting sun shifted, and the light and shadow on the white wall dissipated. The young man lowered his eyes, sighed with complicated emotions, then got out of bed with his still weak body, and walked towards the door.

Let's take a shower first, he thought—before you confess your love next time, don't get drunk.

The kitchen is just like what Zhen Xiao said, a mess is an understatement.

Xia Jingzhe held on to the door, and his eyes slowly swept over the scattered bowls and plates, the vegetables on the table that had been chopped so hard that they couldn't see their original shapes, the pots with missing lids, and the wet water near the induction cooker Stained, with a dignified expression, he felt unprecedented bewilderment—and shame.

His thoughts went blank for a second, and his entire face suddenly burned.

There were too many things in his head just now, and he actually forgot about this one, and it was nothing more than a night of tossing and sleeping, and he was so drunk and crazy... I don't know how much I lost.

From the first day of meeting to the present, the original image may not be very good, and now... Xia Jingzhe took a deep breath, intuiting that this question cannot be thought deeply, and he is trying to make up for the status quo with practical actions, and clean up the messy kitchen. , and remembered that the person on the sofa was fast asleep, so it was obviously inappropriate to clean up those hard kitchen utensils at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, he still chose the latter between "precarious image" and "to avoid waking pillow", turned around with complicated emotions, and walked to the bathroom.

However, man is not as good as God. Even though he tried his best to keep quiet, and even turned down the water flow a lot on purpose, his hangover and sick body still lost the chain-he accidentally knocked down the shower gel after taking a bath, and bent over to pick it up. When his balance became unstable and he knocked down the shelf, all he had in his mind was the words "broken cans broken".

The metal shelf collided with the tiles, and the sound was like thunder. The instigator looked numb, and lifted up the shelf to place items one by one—it didn’t take much thinking to know that Zhenxiao must have been woken up by him.

Sure enough, someone knocked on the bathroom door very quickly, and the person who was woken up called his name through the door, with a rare urgent tone: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Opening his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, and when he realized that the other party wanted to open the door to check, Xia Jingzhe quickly cleared his throat, almost choking, "I'm fine, I've finished washing, don't come in!"

The other party gave a dubious "hmm" and didn't seem to leave.

It's like a scene where a girl from a good family is being molested -- absurd associations flashed by suddenly, and his face, which was already hot from the steam, became even hotter. Xia Jingzhe shook his head vigorously, stood up against the wall, and pulled With a large bath towel draped over his body, he remembered that he forgot to bring a change of clothes when he came in. The previous clothes were lying on the ground in a ball, obviously he couldn't wear them anymore.

It's really sick and stupid... He secretly slandered, only feeling annoyed and tired, with a subtle shame mixed in the irritability, he tasted a sense of frustration that he hadn't seen for a long time, mixed tastes, and affected by a cold, he was almost numb .

A few seconds later, the numb man leaned against the door and let out a long sigh, weakly probing: "Pillow?"

"what happened?"

Sure enough, he didn't leave.

Now let this person help with the clothes, I don’t know if I will take the opportunity to retaliate and be teased like before—no, if it’s interesting to him, it seems that it should be called molesting... Xia Jingzhe thought with mixed feelings, broke The jar fell to the bottom, and said softly: "I didn't take any clothes, I feel a little dizzy... in the closet, just help me get two, thank you."

The person on the other side of the door was silent for a second, and his tone seemed to be more hesitant than him: "You open the door first."

After all, as if he was afraid that he might misunderstand, he quickly added another sentence: "Dizziness may be caused by lack of oxygen, or low blood sugar. You should open the door to take a breath first. I won't look at you."

The words were a bit longer than usual, and those who didn't know thought that the next scene would be so charming that it would make him avoid suspicion.Xia Jingzhe sighed, feeling that this was the end of the matter, he simply didn't want that broken jar, didn't say anything, opened the door expressionlessly, walked out wrapped in a bath towel.

Compared with the steaming bathroom, the living room was still a bit cold. He shivered, followed by a sneeze without warning, which startled Zhen Xiao, unable to find a suitable adjective for a while, and broke out an unprecedented sentence Chu: "Are you an idiot..."

Xia Jingzhe nodded calmly, walked barefoot through the living room, threw herself on the sofa, curled up sideways, and said in a muffled voice, "Clothes."

The water was not dry, leaving a string of wet marks.

Zhen Xiao was speechless, and turned around to get him his clothes.

It’s one thing for a person who wakes up from a hangover to take a hot bath on an empty stomach, it’s another thing for a person with a cold and fever to go out without drying off, it’s another thing to swagger past him wrapped in a towel… The piles of piles add up, and the impact is too great, so that the usually sensible teenager has a momentary impulse, and some regret that he did not agree to the other party's confession last night, so that now he has no name and no distinction, and cannot be disciplined as a boyfriend .

He could only absent-mindedly grab two pieces of clothing and throw them to the other party together with the hair dryer, without even daring to take a second look.

The person who was thinking about him was defenseless against him, wrapped in a loose bath towel, exposing a large piece of skin on his chest and two white legs, the already fair skin was steamed red by the heat, revealing an almost charming color, It looked moist and soft, straightforward and clean, sensual and sensual, more attractive than any scene he could imagine—then the memory that had been put aside on purpose came back, and he remembered Xia Jingzhe was so drunk that he was in a daze when the sky was not yet clear. She hugged him and said over and over again that she liked him.

"Zhou Xiao, you obviously like me too, why...don't agree?"

How dare he.

The sound of the hair dryer temporarily filled the silent air—the person who pretended to be very interested in the glass windows finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the side sofa far away from Xia Jingzhe, and pulled the hem of the large sweater to cover up. There was an indescribable physiological reaction, then took the phone and swiped aimlessly.

"Do you want to eat?" From the corner of the eye, he saw that the other party had already put on his clothes, and he was quite consciously wrapped up tightly. Zhen Xiao's tone became more natural. After he finished blowing his hair, he asked at the right time, "There are also cold medicines. .”

Xia Jingzhe's broken jar was smashed to pieces, and she temporarily lost the ability to think rationally, but her self-care instinct has not been lost. Hearing this, she raised her hand and touched her forehead, then cleared her throat: "I have a sore throat, I just caught a cold, drink more." Hot water is enough, I have a severe reaction to the medicine, so I usually don’t take it... Order takeaway, and order a bowl of porridge for me, something lighter will do.”

He originally wanted to talk about dumplings, but he thought of the tragedy of the bedside table and the kitchen, so he chose not to.

Zhen Xiao nodded, apparently self-taught in a few days of living alone, mastered some takeaway skills, walked to him a few minutes later, handed him the phone for a look, on the screen was a home-cooked restaurant they had eaten before, shopping In the car, there is a vegetable and lean meat porridge, a pumpkin pie, and a dumpling.

Facing his complicated eyes, Zhen Xiao seemed to understand his doubts, and calmly explained: "I eat by myself, and after living here for so many days, all the dumplings in the refrigerator have been wasted, and I haven't eaten a normal dumpling yet. - I'll get you some water."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his hair, picked up the wet towel on the sofa, turned and left.

Xia Jingzhe blinked, and turned to look at him in a daze. The broken pot, which had been sluggish for a long time, finally reacted and turned slowly.

Is it an illusion, why does it feel that something is wrong with him, and Zhen Xiao is not so normal...

The author says:

September has been changed for a month, and I have a few days off on November. I have to slowly... enter the copy of the real and anonymous awkward couple. I wish you all a happy eating candy!