Dead after eight years [rebirth]

As soon as Cheng Shuibei spoke, he could clearly feel the heart beating in the chest of the person in front of him. There were about a dozen deer fighting in Professor Zhang's heart.

"Xiaobei, I...I don't dislike you." Zhang Ci'an frantically supported Cheng Shuibei who was always leaning into his arms.

Probably Cheng Shui went to the north to get drunk and unconscious, and Professor Zhang didn't even suspect that the person in his arms was pretending to be drunk.

As long as he smelled it carefully, he would know that Cheng Shuibei's alcohol smell was only on the surface of his clothes.But Zhang Ci'an didn't dare, Cheng Shuibei said he was drunk, so he was drunk.

"Woooo-"

The twitter that was left on the small eDonkey made a sound to remind the two people who were hugging each other of their own existence. After Zhang Ci'an picked it up, he heard Cheng Shuibei say that he was drunk and didn't go home. He brought the dog and came to pick up the dog's owner. .

In front of a third person—even a dog— Cheng Shuibei couldn't let go. He just wanted to get up from Zhang Cian's arms and confess everything when he heard Zhang Cian's deep and reserved voice: "Xiao Bei , I'll take you home first."

Cheng Shuibei was a little angry, inexplicably angry.Zhang Ci'an was drunk and stuck to him, and he took people to the hotel without saying a word, how could it be that he was so drunk that he threw himself into his arms, and Professor Zhang was still holding it like this?

"Okay, let's go to your house to do it." Cheng Shuibei buried his head deeper into Zhang Cian's already heavy chest, listening to his breathing and his heartbeat that could not be deceived.

"I... I didn't mean that... Forget it, let's go home first." Zhang Ci'an helped him to the back seat of the car. He was worried that Cheng Shuibei would not be able to sit still if he drank too much. When he got in the car, he immediately wrapped his arms around his waist tightly.

"Hey." Cheng Shuibei hugged him obediently, sticking to Zhang Ci'an's back obediently, "Go home, go home."

Cheng Shuibei, who pretended to be drunk, bowed his head, turned his little head around and stared curiously at the strange owner. Cheng Shuibei was embarrassed to lie to the dog, and took a hand off Professor Zhang's waist while turning the corner. , secretly touched Chacha's ears.

Shh, don't tell Zhang Ci'an.

Young master Zhang, who drives a luxury car, lives in a villa, and is always followed when he goes out, is still stylish on a small pink e-donkey. Cheng Shuibei firmly believes that the people looking back on the side of the road are all coveting Zhang Ci'an's beauty, not that two big men hug each other too much. Strange.

"It's here, Xiaobei, wait for me here for a while, and I'll send Chacha back."

Zhang Ci'an carefully broke away Cheng Shui Beihuan's hand on his waist, and walked up the stairs in three or two steps, leaving Cheng Shuibei a "drunk man" downstairs.

Cheng Shuibei thought for a while and sent a message to his brother.

[North]: "I'll go to Zhang Ci'an's house for a while, the rice is in the refrigerator, and I'll heat it myself."

[South]: "OK, I know you're pretending to be drunk."

Cheng Shuibei can fool others, including Zhang Ci'an who told him he likes him, but not his brother who is connected by flesh and blood.

After receiving Cheng Nan's message, Zhang Ci'an just came downstairs, Cheng Shuibei hurriedly turned back, lay on the tram seat, and blinked at Professor Zhang.

"You'll scare Cheng Nan if you drink too much, I've ordered a delivery dinner for him," Zhang Ci'an stood a step away, took a deep breath and reconfirmed, "Xiaobei, are you sure you want to go to my house? "

Of course, by hiding it like this, is it because the family is hiding some secrets that they dare not let others know, Cheng Shuibei thought to himself.

Then "Drunkard" Xiaobei nodded, and stretched out his hand obediently, asking Zhang Ci'an to hug him.

Zhang Ci'an had already put one hand on Cheng Shuibei's waist, and just at this time, Aunt Wang on the second floor came down to dance in the square. Seeing this scene, she didn't think much about it, and just yelled loudly: "Little girl!" Cheng, you're back."

Cheng Shuibei didn't know whether he should return, but Zhang Ci'an stopped immediately when he saw someone coming, and replied for him, "Aunt Wang, he's a little drunk, so he probably won't be able to say hello to you, I'll send him up first, thank you care."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ci'an helped Cheng Shuibei go upstairs like a good brother who was drunk.

Professor Zhang helped the stumbled Cheng Shuibei into his home, and Xiao Cheng secretly looked at his temporary residence.

Just like Jiang Shuo's house, the layout here is different, but the furnishings are similar to the place where they lived before, with green radishes and glass tanks, but the wallpaper turned light blue for some reason.

Zhang Ci'an poured a glass of warm water for the drunk lying on the bed, he helped Cheng Shuibei up, and used one arm as a pillow to serve Cheng Shuibei to drink.

It was sweet, with honey added, Cheng Shuibei couldn't hold back, drank the whole cup, then licked his lips contentedly, and hinted affectionately: "Thank you Brother Ci, my mouth is still a bit dry."

In the past, Qiancheng Shuibei would not have said this with restraint at all, and would have gnawed on Professor Zhang directly, but now he is not only indifferent, but also has some meaning of testing Zhang Ci'an.

Professor Zhang paused, and it took him a while to recover and put the glass on the bedside first.

His cheeks were blush, set off by the white shirt, pure and shy, even more moving.

Oh shit.

Cheng Shuibei turned over, pushed Zhang Ci'an down, straddled him, and saw his slightly open neckline from Professor Zhang's flushed cheeks.

Zhang Ci'an is very white, looking at it makes people want to leave some marks on him. In the past, Cheng Shuibei couldn't bear it, and only opened his mouth once when he died. Now he can't bear it.

Cheng Shuibei got closer and closer, his lips stuck to Zhang Cian's ear, and breathed out: "Brother Ci."

He didn't need to say anything else, he would be emotional just by calling Professor Zhang by his name.

Zhang Ci'an's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and after taking a deep breath, he pushed Cheng Shuibei back onto the pillow with greater force.

Sure enough, a man's interests and hobbies in certain things would not be easily changed even in another life, Cheng Shuibei smiled knowingly, and began to pull his shirt collar cooperatively.

He opened Zhang Ci'an's fair neck, collarbone, chest, and belly that had grown a little from the medicine.

Cheng Shuibei knew him very well, but Zhang Ci'an closed his eyes when he saw him like this.

"Xiaobei, you are still sick and drunk, I can't..."

After finishing speaking, Professor Zhang got up and walked out of the room in some embarrassment.

Cheng Shuibei, who recommended the pillow mat, was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect things to turn out like this.Originally, he just wanted to tease Professor Zhang at the entrance of the 4S store, but he didn't expect to go home after teasing.

It may be that Zhang Ci'an is too good-looking, so he couldn't hold back for a while.While buttoning his buttons, Cheng Shuibei felt that his actions were justifiable, and at the same time felt that Zhang Ci'an's gentlemanly appearance moved him quite a bit.

But this further proves what a beast he was when he was really drunk last time to force a gentleman to the point where he let him unbutton his clothes.

Cheng Shuibei pursed his lips.

During this period of time, he was so busy that he forgot to drink much water, saying that his dry mouth was not just to lure Zhang Ci'an.

When Cheng Shuibei raised his hand to tear off the dry skin on the corner of his lips, the bedroom door opened again.

Professor Zhang came in with something.

"I just went to the next door to help you get the medicine. I also asked my senior sister. This medicine can be taken after drinking, but don't drink any more in the future. I'm not around, it's very dangerous." Zhang Ci'an handed the medicine and water to Cheng Shui Bei, at the same time, brushed off the finger on his lips, "Don't tear it, just drink more water."

He took care of Cheng Shuibei like a child, Cheng Shuibei felt strange, sweet and sour, and wanted to kiss Zhang Ci'an.

Under the supervision of Professor Zhang, Cheng Shuibei sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed after drinking water and taking medicine, fingering the dark blue bed sheet with a small whale pattern printed on it.

Watching TV together in the previous life, when the hero asked the heroine what she wanted to be in the next life, Cheng Shuibei rushed to shout beside Zhang Ci'an.

"In my next life, I want to be a small whale, a very small one, mix among small fish and shrimp, swim slowly, sleep when I want to sleep, roll when I want to roll, open my mouth when I want to eat I ate all the small fish and shrimp."

Then he groaned and gnawed on the back of Professor Zhang's hand.

Cheng Shuibei's fingers traced the outline of the little whale, and he didn't know how to explain to others that he was not drunk and was just joking.

When he was in a daze, Zhang Ci'an got up and went to the wall, pushed open the cabinet door: "Which one do you want to see me wear today?"

Cheng Shuibei raised his head when he heard the sound, then froze.

The closet is full of formal clothes, shirts, suits, bow ties, shirt clips and all kinds of armbands.

"Is this one good? Actually, I bought it for you, but it's inconvenient to measure. The size is a bit too big. It probably won't fit too well. I can try it first." Zhang Ci'an took out a white French shirt and showed it to Cheng Shuibei. , and at the same time smiled embarrassedly, as if he was shy about what he was going to do next.

Xiaobei got drunk and wanted to see him in formal clothes. Last time, he didn't prepare. This time, Professor Zhang prepared a cabinet full in advance. When he didn't know whether Cheng Shuibei would get drunk again, When he didn't know whether Cheng Shuibei would choose him.

Cheng Shuibei lowered his head, unable to say anything.

Zhang Ci'an held it, he could make troubles, seeing Professor Zhang panic and at a loss, but Zhang Ci'an pampered a drunk in his own way, Cheng Shuibei really didn't know what to do.

"I don't want to watch it today."

Cheng Shuibei raised his head and said, while stopping Zhang Ci'an who was about to change clothes.

Professor Zhang held up his shirt in frustration, his eyes were full of bewilderment: "Xiao Bei, don't you like seeing me in a formal suit?"

The corner of Cheng Shuibei's mouth raised, he snatched the well-crafted custom-made shirt, and put it on himself indiscriminately.

"I want to hear you say you love me today, Zhang Ci'an, but you didn't even say you love me."

Drunk or sober, Cheng Shuibei wanted to hear it.

Zhang Ci'an's disappointed look finally dissipated, and he was dominated by nervousness.

"Okay," Zhang Ci'an nodded with determination, and then walked out of the room, "Xiaobei, please wait for me."

Do you still need to make a plan to study the confession? Cheng Shuibei really wants to open Professor Zhang's mind to see what geniuses are thinking.

After a while, Genius came back, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Among the bright red roses is a white camellia that cannot be ignored, like a bright angel in a sea of ​​blood, pure and free from dust.

"The white camellia I planted in school bloomed, probably because I don't have the talent to grow flowers. It only bloomed one, so I bought some more roses. I wanted to wait for you to go home and give them to you today."

While Cheng Shuibei was thinking about how to pretend to be drunk, Professor Zhang was thinking about how to give flowers to his beloved.

The beggar thorns on the back of Zhang Ci'an's hand drew bloodstains, Cheng Shuibei didn't notice it before, but now he saw it and found it so glaring.

"Xiao Bei."

Zhang Ci'an nervously sat beside him, handed Cheng Shuibei the bouquet he had made himself, and said solemnly, "Xiao Bei, whether you're awake or drunk, whether you're alive or dead, no matter what, I love you."

Zhang Ci'an finally said what he couldn't say when he was grabbed by his arm in the pine forest that day.

Cheng Shuibei felt that he was probably really drunk. He was so drunk that he wanted to hear Professor Zhang say it ten thousand times. He said it when he was awake, drunk, dreamed, took off his clothes, and gasped. explain.

He brought his dry lips in front of Zhang Ci'an, touched his cheek lightly, and smiled like a child whose wish had been granted.

But Zhang Ci'an was fidgeting like an electric shock, hurriedly pushed Cheng Shuibei away, and placed Camellia and Rose between the two of them: "Xiaobei, these things...I want to wait until you wake up before replying to me, is that okay?"

He doesn't want the impulse of a drunk, he wants a brave Cheng Shuibei.

Cheng Shuibei finally couldn't take it anymore, and he pushed Professor Zhang down again as if revenge.

"What if I'm not drunk at all?"

The author has something to say:

Good one. (shy)