God said I would meet you

It has to be said that Lin Jinyu has a hand in capturing the ex-boyfriend.

In fact, Zhang Xinli was not particularly afraid that he would find out. After all, he had been chasing people for so long, and it was not a particularly unexpected thing to do a little trick, and it was even unreasonable. But he still said, "Why do you ask?"

Lin Jinyu almost blurted out a man's intuition: "You only answer yes or no."

The feeling of being kissed has no tangible shape, it is indeed a kind of intuition.Zhang Xinli was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking.

The two of them still maintained the posture just now, with Zhang Xinli leaning on top of him, only a short distance from being able to turn up and cover him completely.

Lin Jinyu gave him some time, but Zhang Xinli still didn't speak, so he grabbed his shoulder and turned over violently.A gust of cold wind suddenly rushed in from the warm bed, Lin Jinyu pushed him back, adjusted with him, and pressed Zhang Xinli's shoulders to press him on the bed.

At this moment, Zhang Xinli didn't say a word. In order to prevent him from resisting, Lin Jinyu almost put the weight of his upper body on him, but Zhang Xinli didn't struggle.

Lin Jinyu bent her knees and poked between his legs, everything was obvious.

"Sure enough, it's just as I guessed."

Physiological reaction is not the same as intuition, existence is existence, once discovered, there is nothing to hide, Zhang Xinli looked at his face, and finally said: "You can always find out."

Just like in the school warehouse that year, Lin Jinyu forced him to ask him to admit that he just has feelings for men... Nothing can be hidden from Lin Jinyu.

"Nonsense," Lin Jinyu pressed on him, and said, "We've been separated for so long, you've learned your skills, and you're able to play tricks. Did you come up with it yourself? It's quite real."

"..." Zhang Xinli didn't intend to confess Lin Ye, that would be too shameless: "It's true," he said, "I really have a cold."

That's true, no matter how good his acting skills are, he can't automatically regulate his body temperature like a reptile. Lin Jinyu said, "I know, I'm asking about these things while sleeping."

These things while sleeping... It was Lin Ye's reminder that he learned from his teacher, Zhang Xinli didn't know what to say, explain?Although he was seen through, he didn't think it was necessary.

So he said, "Why do you feel like this?"

Quite calmly, Lin Jinyu said: "Who swore at the beginning, 'Take us in, okay, I swear I will do nothing'?" He knew that the man's mouth was unreliable: "You have upgraded to playing hard to get, and beat you upside down? Do you have credit, is what you say fart?"

Those who play hard to get, beat up, and fart are really ugly. Zhang Xinli is not very comfortable: "...I don't have any."

"Then what are you?" Lin Jinyu suppressed him rather viciously: "Be honest and trustworthy, don't tell lies? Zhang Xinli, you really know more and more."

Lin Jinyu's original intention was to tease him. Zhang Xinli, who can play tricks emotionally, is quite new, and seems to be very different from the past, but these words are so ironic and accusatory. Zhang Xinli can't refute what he said, but he feels Wronged.

He did play hard to get, played tricks and lied, but he wasn't teasing him slickly, he just wanted an answer so desperately that he couldn't wait for a moment.

"I don't want to, do you think I want to?" Zhang Xinli stretched out his hand, grabbed Lin Jinyu and pressed his forearm, looked into his eyes, and said, "...don't torture me anymore, give me an answer, please. "

"I tortured you?" Lin Jinyu didn't let go of his intention to retreat at all. He looked down at Zhang Xinli, ignoring his hand pinching his arm: "When I asked you for an answer, did you ever give it to me?"

The answer Zhang Xinli should have given him was three full years late, the best three years, leaving endless vacancies filled with depression and illness.

Zhang Xinli looked at him for a long time, but did not speak again.

It turned out that the new "hatred" and the old "hatred" came together. Although there are great fruits, it is unbearable to break the branches in one's hand.

Lin Jinyu didn't deliberately want to hang him, nor did he deliberately want him to pay back, but he just felt that he hadn't reached the point yet. He was about to graduate. He was very busy and tired, and he didn't plan to do anything other than his studies and career at this time. important decision.

"Don't play tricks anymore," Lin Jinyu saw that he was silent, and said slowly, "I'm very tired during this time, tricks are only tricks for high school students, and I've been over 17 for a long time."

Zhang Xinli doesn't know if he said some words on purpose, such as high school, such as 17 years old to remind him of what he has done and said, he once said that he does not love Lin Jinyu, even if it is only 1 minute, [-] second, once Time to breathe.

"I'm sorry about the past." Zhang Xinli cast his eyes on his face again, but his eyes became gloomy: "I can't change what has happened, so I apologize to you, but it was not my fault."

It's not his fault, he's just a tiny piece of duckweed in the world.

Before Lin Jinyu could say anything in the future, Zhang Xinli had already bent his elbow and stuck it between his hands that were pressing hard on his shoulders, and then stretched his hand up...and grabbed his neck violently.

Lin Jinyu had to lower his head under the action of seizing the advantage of the fulcrum, Zhang Xinli pinched the back of his neck, almost pressed his lips and said: "I didn't play tricks, I just wanted to touch you, hug you, fuck｜ You, from the first day I slept next to you."

Such blatant and undisguised language made Lin Jinyu temporarily uncomfortable. He wanted to leave and break away from contact, but Zhang Xinli refused.

The warm breath that belonged to a man sprayed on his face, Zhang Xinli was too close, Lin Jinyu thought he would kiss him, in fact Zhang Xinli really wanted to do it, but he didn't.

"I never thought of rejecting you, do you have to be like this because of those three years, whether you accept or reject, no matter how I feel... Why do I have to experience self-identification? Why do I have to feel guilty and ashamed? Yes Am I thinking? Is it my fault?"

He really didn't want to, but he just did that.Why do they experience self-identification?Why are they stuck in guilt for a longer or shorter period of time?Why can't they, like most people, not waste their youth that will never come back because of self-orientation?Was Zhang Xinli responsible for all this?Who caused it?Whose fault is it?

No one will answer these questions.

Zhang Xinli's hand clasped his neck tightly, and Lin Jinyu felt a little suffocated with such strength... Lin Jinyu once thought about this question. The process of completing self-identification was both painful and wonderful for him, but in retrospect he would also Confused about this, he went through a lot of pain and struggle, and finally confirmed that the answer was actually an origin.

It is valuable and at the same time worthless.

Zhang Xinli stroked Lin Jinyu's back with his free hand, forcing him to lean down and touch his chest and abdomen.In this very compulsive hug, Lin Jinyu felt the great pain that had been accumulated in his heart for many years. It was after thinking that thinking was worthless, and after paying a huge price, he found that what he got was what he should have gotten.

Zhang Xinli's hand began to wander over his body, reaching into his trouser waist, lingering on his thigh.Lin Jinyu felt hot and humid in his ears. It was Zhang Xinli talking with his earlobe in his mouth: "...It's not a trick," he said in a low voice, "This is what I've always wanted to do."

Lin Jinyu could stop him, just like when he was in the piano shop, he could resist, Zhang Xinli couldn't really force him.But for some reason, he remained still, allowing Zhang Xinli to vent his suppressed desire on him, as if all his strength had been taken away suddenly.

Zhang Xinli turned around slightly, and Lin Jinyu lay down beside him again, the heavy quilt was pulled up to his shoulders again, and under the quilt, two warm bodies pressed against each other.

Lin Jinyu was lying on his back, while Zhang Xinli was facing him sideways, with the quilt covering them, Zhang Xinli's chin rested on Lin Jinyu's shoulder.

Lin Jinyu could feel the human and bursting desire, and he was in a trance for a moment, and they were like that dream at this moment, deja vu.

It's just that they are all grown up this time, and they didn't participate in the dinner party after the victory in the basketball game of the attached middle school class, there was no big adventure game, and they didn't use the game to speak the truth.

This time, Zhang Xinli did not drink alcohol, nor would he pretend not to remember after waking up.

The last embarrassment slipped from the foot of the bed, and there were endless rustling sounds under the quilt. The quilt mask printed with blue and white sea waves seemed to come alive. It was ambiguous, lingering, full of ups and downs of love and desire. The abdomen and thighs are very soft, so soft that people can't extricate themselves.

Zhang Xinli closed his eyes, panting between his neck, Lin Jinyu could hear him whispering, "Is it my fault?" repeatedly.

"...It's not your fault." After an unknown period of time, when Zhang Xinli's breathing became heavier and the waves of prints on his face became more and more turbulent, Lin Jinyu was slowly drawn in by his pressing right hand and surrounded him. Broad shoulders: "It's not your fault, that's all in the past."

Lin Jinyu moved, turned sideways, also faced him, and stretched out his hand - just like the first time he touched Zhang Xinli.

That was the start of crossing the line, the wrong start, and the right start.

The difference from many years ago is that Lin Jinyu is no longer cautious and jerky. His hands are warm and flexible, and the strength is not too strong. They are intimate and in harmony, and everything is just right.

The end is coming soon.

Zhang Xinli felt that Lin Jinyu gently touched his cheek with the hands encircling him, then leaned over, as if to comfort him, and gently kissed his forehead, eyebrows and the wrinkled Sichuan characters: "...I'm not Deliberately procrastinating, but I haven't figured it out yet. I'm tired, give me some time, okay?"

After the re-examination review, round after round of paper bombing followed, and he still had to spare time for tutoring and part-time jobs to maintain the life of one more person. He was as busy as a spinning top.When a person's life is too "full", the brain has no time to produce so many feelings of emptiness, loneliness and coldness due to entanglement in love and love.

Zhang Xinli lives with him, and there is nothing to do every day except cook a meal and feed the dog. Naturally, his focus is different from his, and because of his arrival, Lin Jinyu has to spend more time on work. Lin Jinyu never told him.

Zhang Xinli was resting his head on his hand, breathing calmly, his strong and vigorous body was close to him, quietly huddled in his arms.After a lot of tossing, Lin Jinyu was already very sleepy, but she still hugged him with one arm and patted his back with the other hand, waiting for him to sleep first.

After the separation, sometimes when he looked at Zhang Xinli, he felt a bit like seeing his past self.

"Go out and bask in the sun when you have time," Lin Jinyu said, "The weather will always be fine."