half blind

Zhang Qing was woken up by the freezing sea water.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that Zhou Nanchen was holding him with one hand, and paddling forward vigorously with the other.The sea under the night is like a monster made of darkness. The waves keep coming, and they are like small paper boats, which will be swallowed by the monster at any time.

Zhang Qing choked on sea water, coughed for a long time before moving his lips with difficulty: "Chen..."

"Are you awake?" Zhou Nanchen panted, and hugged Zhang Qing's icy body even tighter, "Don't worry, have you seen the cave in front? As long as we get there, we'll be fine."

Zhang Qing nodded indiscriminately, but under such circumstances, he probably couldn't see Zhou Nanchen either.So he swam forward with all his strength, and after swimming for an unknown amount of time, he finally touched the reef on the shore.

"Go up!" Zhou Nanchen roared, and Zhang Qing felt a strong push on his back, and then his whole body was lifted out of the water, and his body touched the solid ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was another splash of water in the darkness, and Zhang Qing could hear Zhou Nanchen coming up.

For a moment, there was only the panting of the two of them in the air.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Qing opened his mouth first, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he coughed several times.

"I'm fine, how are you?" Zhou Nanchen's voice became tense.

"I'm... fine, cough, cough." Zhang Qing panted heavily, "I choked on a few mouthfuls of sea water, and I'm still alive."

Zhou Nanchen let out a long sigh of relief, and fell down again to rest.After about a few minutes, Zhang Qing heard a rustling sound coming from Zhou Nanchen's direction.

After a while, there was a soft "pop", and the surrounding area lit up.Zhang Qing turned to Zhou Nanchen's direction, and saw that he was holding the flood flashlight distributed by the program team.

"I didn't expect it to be waterproof." Zhou Nanchen got up from the ground, "Wait for me here for a while."

Zhang Qing didn't have the energy to ask, just said "hmm", watched Zhou Nanchen go further and further, and soon fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, Zhou Nanchen had already returned. Not only did he come back, he even lit a bonfire.Zhang Qing, who was so cold, couldn't help twisting his body and rubbing against the campfire.

"Come on, take off your clothes." Zhou Nanchen hugged Zhang Qing and patiently helped him peel off the soaked cloth one by one.

"How did you—" Zhang Qing let him fiddle weakly.

"I have both the flashlight and lighter with me, not in my bag." Zhou Nanchen said, "There are some dead vines outside this cave, and I burned them."

Zhang Qing nodded and let out a long breath, "You know what, if I didn't have the strength now, I would beat you until you lost a few teeth."

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak, but continued to help Zhang Qing undress.

"Is your brain flooded? Do you want to die that much? Life is so beautiful, so it's not worth your nostalgia at all?"

"The two of us are not living well now." Zhou Nanchen spread Zhang Qing's coat beside the campfire and roasted it.

"That's our shit luck, and we didn't hit the cliff or the reef, and we weren't eaten alive by the sharks in the sea." Zhang Qing said angrily, "You fucking want to die for love with me so much? "

"Ah."

Zhang Qing's eyes widened, and he raised his leg and kicked, "Can you tell me again?"

Zhou Nanchen pressed his ankle, and said in a strong tone: "You can say it as many times as you want, I won't let it go. Let me let go, it's better to let me die with you."

Zhou Nanchen seemed to be a different person today, his tone and attitude were unprecedentedly tough.

Zhang Qing's eyes were wet again, he kicked Zhou Nanchen's chest with his other foot, "Madman!"

Zhou Nanchen said lightly, "Did you know me on the first day? - Lift your feet and take off your pants."

Zhang Qing was too lazy to quarrel with him, so he let him take off his pants, and even took off his soaked underwear.

Zhang Qing glanced at Zhou Nanchen, who was also naked, and suddenly felt a little funny, "If their rescuers send drones down to take pictures of this scene, we won't be able to clean it up by jumping into the Yellow River."

Zhou Nanchen was busy baking the clothes of the two of them by the campfire, ignoring Zhang Qing's joke.

"I said, are you angry?"

"Yeah." Zhou Nanchen replied nasally.

"Why?"

Zhou Nanchen turned his head to look at Zhang Qing without saying a word, that look could almost be called a stare.

Zhang Qing, who had hardly seen Zhou Nanchen angry for so many years, suddenly found it very interesting, and wanted to tease him for a while.

"Could it be that Mr. Bai Mahuai came to my side, are you jealous?" Zhang Qing scratched his palm with his foot, "You said it earlier, as long as you tell me, I will immediately scold that grandson like a bloody sprinkler... ..."

Zhou Nanchen held Zhang Qing's feet, judging from the heat of his soles, Zhang Qing's fever is not low now.

"How on earth did you fall off the cliff?"

Zhang Qing was silent for a while before speaking, "I didn't fall, but was pushed down by that grandson."

"Which grandson?"

"White Horse Huai."

Zhou Nanchen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Didn't expect it." Zhang Qing smiled, "I also didn't expect that a young man who is not yet 20 years old can win an Oscar for his acting skills. His future is immeasurable."

"Are you still in the mood to joke?" Zhou Nanchen frowned.

"Then what should I do?" Zhang Qing muttered and curled up, "I'm about to freeze to death."

Zhou Nanchen hugged Zhang Qing and hugged his hot body in his arms as much as possible, "Is this better?"

Zhang Qing gave a vague "hmm" and rested his head on Zhou Nanchen's chest, "You saved my life again."

"This is what your husband should do."

"But we may still die here." Zhang Qing drew circles on Zhou Nanchen's chest with his fingers, "Hundreds of years later, later generations excavated historic sites and found a pair of skeletons sleeping together in the cave..."

Zhou Nanchen snorted, "You survived so hard, can't you think of something better?"

Zhou Nanchen discovered early on that the more scared Zhang Qing was, the more talkative he would be.

"Isn't this about making fun of bitterness?" Zhang Qing laughed sullenly, "But I don't really want to have fun while being bitter...I rather want to have sex while being bitter."

A master of cold jokes such as Zhou Nanchen was also choked by Zhang Qing's bad joke, "Don't make trouble, put your clothes on and go to bed as soon as they are dry."

"I want to do it." Zhang Qing insisted, and moved up to Zhou Nanchen to kiss him.

Zhou Nanchen pushed him away, "Are you a teenager of seventeen or eighteen? You're still in heat every day."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see you tomorrow morning." Zhang Qing's eyes were red, and tears were falling down.

Zhou Nanchen sighed, and reached out to wipe away his tears, "What are you thinking, how is it possible."

With that said, Zhou Nanchen leaned over and laid Zhang Qing down.The bonfire burned quietly around them, making a crackling sound, and not far away was the sea, embracing the entire cliff under the shroud of darkness.

"Don't move a single finger, just let me come." Zhou Nanchen's deep voice sounded, and Zhang Qing's warm breath blew past Zhang Qing's ears, causing a hint of itching.

"So professional, how much is it for one night?" Zhang Qing giggled.

"It's expensive." Zhou Nanchen bent down, "Just enjoy it."

The excitement came quickly, and Zhang Qing, who had never been shy in bed so many times, suddenly felt a little ashamed at this moment, covering his eyes with his arms.

No one spoke, Zhang Qing floated up and down in this gentle pleasure, not knowing when he fell asleep in a daze.

Zhang Qing had a long-ago dream.

That was when he was just in his freshman year of high school, and he only knew Zhou Nanchen by name.The most rebellious act that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child can think of is a group of boys carrying their teachers on their backs and going to a bar for a night of carnival.

In order to get along well with his classmates, Zhang Qing usually goes to this kind of gathering.But now that I think about it, it's actually quite strange to meet Zhou Nanchen on that occasion.

Zhang Qing was a class committee member in his freshman year of high school, and he got along with most of the boys, so many people came to drink with him that day.

Teenagers drinking is basically nonsense. A group of adolescent boys who are developing get together and can't spit out any ivory. They chat from the class flower's Opie to the English teacher's ass next door.

When you get drunk, you start hooking your shoulders, and you start bragging about everything you say.Later, when the leather was blown, they started to fight in gangs.

Zhang Qing also drank a lot, and as soon as he got drunk, he started messing around with the boys.

At first, it was just rock-paper-scissors, but later it was upgraded to guessing puzzles, and then to idiom solitaire. The punishment changed from a glass of wine to more and more outrageous. By the time Zhang Qing lost, the boys were already booing and kissing.

They pushed Zhang Qing and another fat boy who had lost together, "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat! Kiss one!"

The other boys also whistled and booed, "Kiss one! Kiss one!"

The fat boy was pushed in front of Zhang Qing, his face was full of embarrassment, "No, I..."

"It's too cruel to fuck you!" A boy laughed loudly, "How can Zhang Qing let it go?"

"It's over, how will Zhang Qing find a girlfriend in the future. Fatty Sun, you are going to ruin the life of the future school girl." Another boy gleefully applauded.

The boy surnamed Sun was sweating profusely, and he seemed to be trying to find a place to slip through in embarrassment. He kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Qing was probably drunk. Hearing these mocking words, an unknown fire rose in his chest. He didn't know where the rebellion came from. He grabbed the boy and slapped him loudly on the forehead.

"How about it, is it okay?" Zhang Qing turned to look at them.

It probably didn't occur to Zhang Qing to actually kiss, a group of boys didn't know what to say for a while.

"Damn it, you're really good at talking!"

"I was able to take pictures just now. After you get a girlfriend, I will show her the pictures!" A boy held up his mobile phone.

"Shoot." Zhang Qing shrugged indifferently, "I'll find a boyfriend in the future."

No one took Zhang Qing's words seriously, and the topic quickly shifted to other places.Later, when everyone was drunk, Zhang Qing couldn't move anymore, so he dragged his heavy legs and sat down on the sofa in the corner of the bar.

After about five or six minutes, Zhang Qing realized that there was another person sitting next to him.

It was a tall boy with slender fingers. Although he lowered his head, he still couldn't hide his handsome face under the messy hair.

This boy is very strange. He has never participated in any interaction since the beginning. He just sits in the corner and draws something on paper with a pen.

Then, as if sensing Zhang Qing's gaze, he raised his head.

"What are you drawing, Mensao." Zhang Qing, who was drunk, leaned over with a smile, and elbowed his shoulder, "It's not fun to come to a party."

The boy didn't flinch at all, he tilted the notebook to let Zhang Qing see the picture on it.

Zhang Qing squinted his eyes and was stunned. What he drew was this bar. The interior decoration, light and shadow, and the high school students playing fists were all vivid in such a few simple strokes.

In the middle of the picture is Zhang Qing, his eyes are slightly squinted, with a vague smile on his lips, he is very handsome.

"You are really good at drawing." Zhang Qing gave the boy a thumbs up, "But why am I the only one who is facing the front?"

Zhang Qing pointed to the drawing paper. Although the boys in the background were talking and laughing happily and with different expressions, they were all from their backs.Only Zhang Qing in the center of the screen is facing the camera, his raised hair seems to be about to come out of the screen.

The boy looked at his drawing and smiled slightly, "Because... I think you seem to want to escape from this place."

Zhang Qing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "You are joking."

The boy raised his chin, and nodded at the boy who was lying on the wine table and playing tricks, "What's his name?"

"Uh." Zhang Qing pressed his throbbing temple, "Li...no, Zhang..."

The boy laughed.

Zhang Qing was annoyed by the boy's undisguised smile for a moment. He grabbed the boy's notebook and unceremoniously tore off the sketch.

"Hey—" The boy reached out to stop him, but it was too late, "What are you doing?"

"Confiscated." Zhang Qing folded the painting in half, "Do I agree with you to paint me? Let me tell you, your behavior is no different from a sneak shot!"

The boy shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent, which made Zhang Qing even angrier.

"I didn't even know there was such a villain in our class, huh?" Zhang Qing raised his eyebrows, shook the folded drawing paper, and provocatively said with the strength of alcohol, "A person is hiding in the corner and sneaking around Drawing a portrait of the future school grass, are you gay?"

The boy raised his head and glanced at Zhang Qing, his expression still calm, "Really? I remember someone just said in front of the boys in the class that he was going to find a boyfriend in the future."

Zhang Qing was so choked that he couldn't speak, and said "Hello" loudly.

The boy turned his head and was about to ask him "what are you doing", but his lips were blocked before he could speak.

Zhang Qing kissed him.

The intoxicating fragrance of alcohol passed along the saliva, maybe a second, maybe a century, Zhang Qing finally left.

Zhou Nanchen opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.

Zhang Qing smiled at him, as if he felt that he had won the game, quite proudly, "I think you are good, and when I look for a boyfriend in the future, I will look for someone like you. You are handsome, and you don't talk about it, just coquettish After a while, you can..."

The sound behind became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.Zhou Nanchen turned his head and found that Zhang Qing had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

The flickering light in the bar hit the young man's cheeks, his breathing was even and steady, his slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his sleeping appearance was the same as seven years later.