Spontaneous Combustion

In Ruan Wei's field of vision, there are large areas of blurred color blocks and psychedelic light spots, only the person in front of him is clear.

So he developed a strong sense of dependence and belonging to this person, like a desert traveler thirsty for water rushing towards an oasis that is close at hand.

Shen Tingmo hugged him into his arms as he said, and said to himself with a sigh: "How much did you drink?"

Ruan Wei was not honest when being hugged, her wet eyelashes fluttered non-stop, trying to bury her face in the other's chest, like a small animal, with the tip of her nose fluttering, gently sniffing her favorite smell.

"Be good, I'll take you home," Shen Tingmo straightened Ruan Wei, picked up the short jacket on the deck, and put the sleeves on Ruan Wei like a doll, and zipped it up.

The drunk Ruan Wei was very obedient and obediently let him play with her. Her drooping neck was white and warm, her cheek skin was clear and soft, and she was stained with pink alcohol from the inside.

"Hi, Shen Tingmo, Xiaowei," other band members also came out of the backstage one after another, greeting them.

"Then," Cai Mu threw a ball of crumpled clothes towards Shen Tingmo and complained, "I left in such a hurry, I didn't even change my clothes."

Shen Tingmo sandwiched the dressed Ruan Wei between the two pillows, and quickly put on his sweater and coat.

"My dear, how much did Xiao Wei drink?" Xiao Wen bent down and patted Ruan Wei's head, in exchange for a silly smile from the little drunk cat.

"Just one cup," Shen Tingmo replied quickly.

"How do you know?" Xiao Wen wondered.

"... There is only a cup in front of him," Shen Tingmo didn't say that he saw it when he was distracted on the stage, nor did he want to reveal that he was absent-minded throughout the performance.

"No wonder," Xiao Wen thought it was true, and lightly pinched Ruan Wei's cheek, "You little weak chicken, getting drunk like this after just one drink, really embarrassing to my sisters."

Shen Tingmo's movements naturally separated Xiao Wen's claws, and hugged Ruan Wei again, wrapping his arms around his shoulders for stability, with a vague possessive desire.

"How do we go? Today is the holiday, and the access control of the dormitory has been changed to two o'clock. Hurry up before we can go back," Cai Mu said.

"Shen Tingmo and I are still in the same car, and you two are in the same car," Pei Yunming continued.

"No," Shen Tingmo quickly refused: "The four of you happen to be in the same car. Ruan Wei doesn't live in the dormitory, so I'll take him home."

Ye Chen asked curiously: "How do you know he doesn't live in the dormitory?"

This question seemed familiar, and it was also impossible to answer it directly. Shen Tingmo didn't want to reveal that he was Ruan Wei's tutor, and he would appear in that apartment two days a week, so he had to deal with it casually: "He said it himself."

"Why didn't he tell me?" Cai Mu quickly broke the stage. : Produced

"Pee," Ruan Wei said suddenly, and relieved Shen Tingmo. His eyes were filled with steam, and he shook Shen Tingmo's clothes anxiously: "I need to pee."

"Xiao Wei is so stupid when he's drunk, isn't it?" Xiao Wen and the others were overjoyed: "I hope he won't remember what happened today when he wakes up tomorrow, or he will die properly."

Shen Tingmo hurried away impatiently: "You go first, I will take him to the toilet."

"Come back early after seeing off people, I'll help you greet the housekeeper," Pei Yunming confessed.

Shen Tingmo ignored them and took Ruan Wei to the bathroom.

Ruan Wei was very drunk, but the basic instincts were still there. Before the urinal, she took off her crotchless sweatpants, and stood and booed, with a relaxed and comfortable posture.

Shen Tingmo was afraid that he would fall, so he supported Ruan Wei's shoulders behind him. When he lowered his head, he could see the light gray trouser legs that fell to the knees, and then there were two white and straight thin legs. It was covered by a long light yellow sweater, making it impossible to peep.

Shen Tingmo scolded himself secretly in his heart, and looked away restrainedly, but there was nowhere to put the scorching heat in his eyes.

Draining the water that had accumulated in his stomach, Ruan Wei felt extremely comfortable. After urinating, he didn't forget to shake, pulled up his pants and turned to leave.

Shen Tingmo picked him up, half-dragged and half-carried him out of the bar, wrapped one arm around Ruan Wei's waist, and freed up one hand to place an online car-hailing order with his mobile phone.

In front of Glover's door was a one-way street attached to the pedestrian street, opposite to the destination. In order to take a taxi conveniently, Shen Tingmo had to carry Ruan Wei through a narrow alley to the adjacent main road.

Most of the cities near the sea are warm in winter, Ruan Wei was blown by the soft and cool north wind, as if he regained some consciousness, raised his fascinated eyes, and met Shen Tingmo's eyes in mid-air.

"Shen...Mr. Shen," he finally recognized the person, and his vision became clearer for a moment, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

"En," Shen Tingmo responded.

"Senior Shen, you're so cool playing drums," Ruan Wei said with a sticky and sticky voice, "Handsome!"

"Well," Shen Tingmo didn't know how to talk to the drunk, and he couldn't ignore him. He knew a thing or two about Ruan Wei's temper.

Alcohol can infinitely magnify courage, and Ruan Wei, who was not sober, asked questions that he would not dare to mention at ordinary times, "Mr. Shen, do you find me annoying, always...always like to pester you."

"No." Shen Tingmo told the truth, not minding Ruan Wei's constantly changing addresses.

"Hey," Ruan Wei smirked, her disguise failed, she still looked like a drunk, "but I really like it..."

Shen Tingmo's heart missed half a beat.

Ruan Wei finished speaking: "I... really like to pester you."

"Can you... don't think I'm annoying."

"As you wish," Night Breeze's voice carried Shen Tingmo away, like a sigh.

"It's cold here," Ruan Wei looked confused, raised his hands to look, and asked Shen Tingmo: "What should I do?"

As soon as Shen Tingmo grasped those two hands, which were slightly smaller than normal boys, his skin felt cold to the touch, probably because he was not used to the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, and he was extra delicate after drinking.

For this reason, Shen Tingmo stopped, leaned Ruan Wei on the pole, took his hands together in his palms, exhaled hot air, and rubbed his slightly hot palms to warm them up.

"Is it better?" In those silent and deep eyes, the previous ice seal slowly melted and hid.

Like the back of a snow-capped mountain, you can see the gorgeous wild flowers at the foot of the mountain, and the dancing swallows.

It is Shen Tingmo's true emotion that is fleeting.

There was light in Ruan Wei's eyes, reflecting the bright night lights, she looked up at Shen Tingmo, her lips parted and closed.

"like."

"I like it like this," Ruan Wei hung his arms around Shen Tingmo's neck, sticking his whole body to it, "It's the first time I met you, and that's it."

"You are hot and smell good, but you don't like me."

"You let me go, cold, don't like it."

"If only then...you could let me hold you for a while longer."

"You won't let me get close to you after that, it's bad."

"According to me...according to my previous temper, I would have killed you a long time ago," Ruan Wei raised her hand and made a "click" motion on Shen Tingmo's neck, making a fierce look.

"But I can't bear it, I still like it...I'm afraid of you...I'm afraid you'll be broken," Ruan Wei said nonsense, stroking Shen Tingmo's neck flatteringly, apologizing for his "cruel" action just now.

Shen Tingmo understood the logic in his words, the back of his hand was tensed, and the outline of the skeleton emerged, and after a few seconds, he gently covered Ruan Wei's waist, deciding to be a less bad person.

It's a hug back, with shaky restraint.

"I like it," Ruan Wei kept repeating her feelings, then raised her head to look at Shen Tingmo, and encouraged, "It won't be bad this way."

"That's not the first time," Shen Tingmo said suddenly without beginning or end.

"Huh?" Ruan Wei's brain soaked in alcohol could not think about the meaning of this sentence.

"That's not the first time you met me," Shen Tingmo said firmly.

Ruan Wei tried his best to get close to Shen Tingmo, but at the same time, he also provided the other party with a chance to explore him.

Things that happen in this world will always leave clues.

Shen Tingmo inadvertently retrieved the clues left by Ruan Wei.

It was a very deep memory. Over the past few years, Shen Tingmo still clearly remembered every detail.

Ruan Wei may have been forgotten, or may be buried in the deepest part of memory. If no one enlightens him, he will never be found out.

Of course, for them now, these are not important.

Shen Tingmo was obviously not the one who was drunk, but he lost control of his body.

The index finger and thumb, which were hotter than a high fever, clasped Ruan Wei's chin and pushed it up, staring at the crimson face in front of her dark eyes.

"Do you really like it?" Shen Tingmo asked.

Ruan Wei nodded earnestly, blinking her eyelashes, "I like it." He likes to be next to Shen Tingmo's warm, pleasant-smelling body.

There was a slight sound stirring the air, I don't know if it was the evening wind, or Shen Tingmo's sigh, "Will you remember?"

Ruan Wei asked slowly, "Remember what?"

Remember those old things, remember what you said tonight.

No matter what kind of answer you get at this time, you can't believe it. Talking about promises with a drunk.

The drunkard's confession is also innumerable.

Shen Tingmo tightened his fingers slightly on Ruan Wei's jaw, and finally gave up struggling.

"Forget it, remember or not, it's up to you."

The two got closer, Shen Tingmo exerted force with his fingertips, and Ruan Wei was forced to open his mouth. There was a touch of water red behind the two rows of neat porcelain white teeth, which looked soft and deceitful.

The young master couldn't bear to be restrained, he opened his mouth for a while, and then moved subconsciously, trying to close it.

Shen Tingmo's heart rate was extremely fast, and he pinched the corner of Ruan Wei's mouth with his knuckles to prevent him from shutting up.

Ruan Wei's face was hot from the fumigation of alcohol, with a layer of redness, her slender eyelashes were slightly wet, and her fleshy lips had a fresh and attractive color.

He blinked slowly, pushed the finger away slowly, and wiped the taste buds against the corner of his mouth that was still warm. When he found that the taste was not right, he wrinkled his face displeasedly, and looked at Shen Tingmo with mournful and aggrieved eyes, as if It was asking why he did such a nasty thing.

"I only like sweet ones," Ruan Wei hummed softly, blinking her eyelashes innocently, and quickly licked the corner of her mouth to suck away the remaining salty taste.

Just such a fleeting bit of water color burned up Shen Tingmo's little reason in this absurd night.

He lowered his head very slowly, facing the ignorant Ruan Wei, as if giving the other party enough time to react, he leaned over despicably.

The first thing to touch is the tip of the nose, one side is hot, the other side is cool, and so is the intertwined breath.

Shen Tingmo kissed Ruan Wei's lips, and pressed them lightly, feeling the softness, followed by more greedy demands, followed instinct strangely, and explored more deeply.

Tainted with longing, tinged with harshness, wicked and pious.

The softer and softer touch than he imagined made him reluctant to part for a moment, the burning heat in his body was clamoring, and he was full of emotions that were ready to be expressed.

Shen Tingmo has never smoked, but he seems to understand the feelings of smokers at this moment. The tiny electric current passing through the lips, teeth and nasal cavity is like a kind of paralysis, and with a trembling pleasure, it occupies and destroys every neuron in him.

No amount of kissing is enough, I want to be wrapped in resin like flying insects, and with their current posture, they will condense into eternal amber.

Ruan Wei was dumbfounded by the kiss, he seemed to have forgotten to breathe, only the rapid rise and fall of his chest, and the increasingly bright corners of his eyes and earlobes, witnessed his feelings at the moment.

The oxygen in the blood is exhausted, and there is a sense of loss of life, like being bitten by a vampire and drinking hard.

In just a few minutes, Ruan Wei was killed once by Shen Tingmo.

"Keep breathing," Shen Tingmo bit Ruan Wei's lower lip and stroked his back.

In the empty dark alley, there was an abrupt sound of music.

Shen Tingmo took a bite with a bit of strength, then slowly backed away, picked up his mobile phone to connect to the untimely call from the online car-hailing driver, wiped the corner of Ruan Wei's red mouth with the other hand, and wiped away the glistening water stains. net.

The violently beating heart pumped oxygen into the blood again, and Ruan Wei was considered alive.

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Today's fortune-telling, the master said that I lack comments on five elements, and I owe starfish on eight characters!