My brother became a playboy

The days I went in were not bad at all, because of the regular schedule and regular exercise, the soft flesh on my stomach faded away, and I actually gained a few muscles.

Zhao Xing loves to touch my abdominal muscles very much now, and when he touches them, he touches indescribable places. I calmly asked him: "How do you feel?"

He bit my ear and replied, "Bigger, stronger, more powerful."

This adjective sounds like the slogan of the Winter Olympics.

Instead of trying "bigger, stronger, and more powerful" in the small lounge, we went to a nearby movie theater. We didn't book the show or enter the couple's hall. Instead, we watched it with a lot of people. movie.

The movie is a very vulgar ancient comedy, the kind that can’t pass the six-point score on the film review website, but some of the lines are still remarkable, and some of the plots just coincide with the experience of Zhao Xing and me.

The male protagonist was framed and imprisoned, and said to the female protagonist who was visiting him, "Find a good man and remarry." , there is no right to remarry."

The corners of my mouth just raised, and I heard her say the second half of the sentence: "If you die, I will remarry. You'd better live."

—You better live.

I thought of promise for a long time, and frankly speaking, since I went in, I have seldom thought of him.

A person's energy is always limited. In my day-to-day life, I am obsessed with scientific research, and the only time left is to think about when I can go out and how Zhao Xing is doing now. As for the promise, his His voice and smile have been erased by time bit by bit.

Just as the scene when I met Xu Nuo appeared in my mind, the back of my hand suddenly felt warm. I turned my head, and Zhao Xing stared at me. He said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

There are also cubicles in the men's toilet, so it's not impossible to let Zhao Xing go alone, but after all, it's in a strange place, Zhao Xing still seems a little uneasy.

I didn't hesitate, just nodded and said, "I'll go with you."

We left the theater, the corridor was brightly lit, and the carpet under our feet was soft. Zhao Xing and I walked side by side. When we were about to go to the bathroom, Zhao Xing asked abruptly, "Who were you thinking about just now?"

According to my past personality, I will tell the truth, "I thought of the promise", and I will not care about Zhao Xing's feelings at all.

But I went to jail, and the "heroine" waiting for me outside was Zhao Xing. The only man I ever loved and my current partner was also Zhao Xing. It was almost Chinese New Year, and I didn't want to make trouble or make him sad.

So I said, "It's you."

Zhao Xing turned sideways, squeezed my shoulders, and pushed me against the wall of the corridor. He said in a very soft voice: "You seem to be lying to me."

I looked at him calmly and didn't explain anything.

Of course, he didn't need me to explain, he just leaned over and kissed my lips, we kissed for a while, didn't go to the bathroom, instead opened a private room in the hotel downstairs.

I'm not opposed to playing special games, but this kind of bathroom is very poor in privacy, and I might encounter bold perverts to steal photos. I don't want to be the protagonist of an underground movie with Zhao Xing.

We perfectly missed the second half of the movie. We searched the Internet for the ending, and it turned out to be a happy ending.

Zhao Xing hugged me tightly from behind, bit his teeth on the soft flesh on the back of my neck, and said, "I sent someone to burn it on the first anniversary of the promise."

I gave a noncommittal "hmm", thought about it, and said, "He passed away too early, and I haven't had time to fall in love with him."

Zhao Xing touched my indescribable place and said, "This is like a consolation."

This is indeed a consolation.

"But why am I so angry?"

Because I almost fell in love with someone else.

Zhao Xing kissed me hastily, he pressed me between the soft mattresses, and stepped up on his own initiative.

We continued our indescribable movement, I forgot to unlock his lock, and he didn't seem to care.

I was ups and downs in the ocean of desire, and many blurred shadows passed before my eyes, but what stayed in front of me in the end was Zhao Xing's face at this moment.

He looked at me with sweat dripping down his chin and onto my cheeks, what looked like tears, but I knew they weren't.

He pinched my earlobe with his fingers, and said frivolously but seriously: "You belong to me."

I said "hmm", right to be deceiving.

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My parents turned on the phone in a business-like manner and asked me if I would go home for the Chinese New Year this year. I also replied in a business-like manner, "I won't go back", hung up the phone, and sent a sum of money. of.

This year, I still go to Zhao Xing’s house to celebrate the New Year, but when I entered the house, I saw my mother and Zhao Xing’s mother sitting together intimately. The living room echoed the music of "Happy Chinese New Year". boring.

Zhao Xing grabbed my hand and wanted to leave straight away. I believe he didn't know about it, but I don't care if I leave like this because he will be more difficult to behave.

So I stood still and smiled. According to Zhao Xing's later recollection, he said that I smiled like him. I asked him when, and he said it was when we were talking about business.

Anyway, I walked in the door with a smile on my face.

My dad is also here, playing chess with Zhao Xing's dad, he didn't say hello to me, and I don't want to say hello to him, in fact, we both hate each other a little bit, but we still have to bear it, after all - New Year's Eve of.

This New Year's Eve dinner was neither salty nor dull, everyone pretended nothing happened, maintaining the superficial peace, after the meal, Zhao Xing got up to leave directly, he took my hand, and looked at me with some stubbornness To his mother, his mother looked at me first, then at my mother, straightened her lips, and said, "I'll see you off."

In the end, everyone sent us out together. The old people were hesitating to speak, and they all tried their best to restrain themselves. Because of this restraint, all the contradictions and conflicts would not break out on New Year's Eve.

Zhao Xing drove me back to our home. This year's fireworks are less than last year. It was at this time that I realized that another year has passed.

Another year has passed, Zhao Xing and I are both 35.

I still remember the five-year-old me and five-year-old Zhao Xing, holding the kind of hand-held incense sticks and firecrackers, playing in the snow together, the adults were making dumplings indoors, and the lively sound came through the window. ears.

Zhao Xing's face was flushed with cold, and he said excitedly: "Cui Minglang, let's go in and eat candy."

Actually, I don't like sweets very much, and I don't like to lean in front of adults, but I looked at Zhao Xing's flushed face, and couldn't help but nodded, and I said, "It's cold outside, it's time to go in."