lake garden moon

It was nearly eleven o'clock when Kang Zhier and Elvis arrived home.

On the mountainside, they had a sudden whim and asked Zheng Tong to put them down.The two walked slowly along the leafy mountain road in the summer night breeze, and walked slowly home.

The light in the garden was dim, and Kang Zhier stumbled and trembled as he walked.Elvis, worried that he was hurt, dragged him all the way back.

Back at the mansion, the two were still holding hands.

Elvis didn't notice any difference, and dragged Kang Zhier to the main stairs.As soon as he went up a few steps, Kang Zhier suddenly stopped in place.Elvis stopped, turned around, and looked at Kang Zhier with some doubts.

Kang Zhier stood on the steps shorter than him, with his face lowered, and his eyebrows frowned in a little trouble.

"What's wrong?" Elvis asked him.

Kang Zhier put his free hand on his stomach and felt it silently for a long time before he raised his face and told Elvis as if asking for help: "Elvis, I'm hungry."

Ten minutes later, they changed out of their clothes and walked into the spacious kitchen.

Kang Zhier had no energy when he was hungry, so he lazily sat down on Nakajima, propping up his elbows to support his chin.

He looked at Elvis' back and asked curiously, "Elvis, what do you want to do for me?"

Elvis took some seafood out of the freezer, put them in the sink to defrost, and turned his back to him and replied, "Let's make seafood pasta."

Kang Zhier's eyes lit up when he heard Elvis' answer.

“Seafood pasta!”

After putting the pasta in the pot, Elvis washed his hands, turned around, and as if by magic, a bag of nuts popped out of thin air and put it in his hand.

Kang Zhier took the bag of nuts with wide eyes and a miraculous expression.

"But I've only seen it," Elvis told him standing opposite Nakajima, crossing his chest, "I haven't tried it, so I'm not sure if it's good or not."

"It will definitely be delicious." Kang Zhier encouraged him.

Kang Zhier's answer gave Elvis confidence, he nodded, and responded with a smile: "Okay."

In the next ten minutes, Kang Zhier really felt that Elvis had the foresight and gave him a bag of nuts in advance.Otherwise, Kang Zhier would faint from hunger just by sitting there.

"All right."

Elvis brought up the freshly cooked seafood pasta and handed Kang Zhier a set of tableware.

"Try to see if it tastes good."

Kang Zhier took the fork from Elvis, took a bite of the shrimp first, then rolled some pasta into his mouth, his long-awaited stomach was finally satisfied.

"It's delicious." He muttered.

"Really?" Elvis undid his apron and sat down across from him.

Kang Zhier rolled up some pasta and handed it to Elvis.

"you try."

Elvis slightly possessed himself, and ate the pasta that Kang Zhier fed him.

"Is it delicious?" Kang Zhier looked at him expectantly.

Elvis chewed slowly, nodding his head and looking at Kang Zhier while reminiscing, and responded: "It's really delicious."

"Let's eat together."

Kang Zhier rolled his eyes with a happy smile, and then fed Elvis a mouthful of shellfish.

"You can't eat too much for supper, or you won't be able to sleep." He said.

Then, Kang Zhier didn't know whether he forgot or he fed it too smoothly, so he didn't get a new one, so he used that fork and kept feeding Elvis kindly.

Afterwards, they sat in that favorite tatami corner, next to each other quietly.

"What should I do?" Kang Zhier propped his face in his hands, and said slightly melancholy, "Elvis, I'm exhausted."

"I can't sleep now."

Elvis listened to him and began to think about ways to help him fall asleep.

Before he could finish thinking, Kang Zhier suddenly turned to him and suggested, "How about we drink some wine?"

He had thought that his idea would be immediately recognized by Elvis.Unexpectedly, after hearing his proposal, Elvis slowly looked away.

"Are you drinking?" He said hesitantly.

"I drank before going to bed last time," Kang Zhier told him, "I fell asleep quickly and slept well."

After he finished speaking, Elvis slowly turned his head back, as if after some thought, looked at him and asked, "Do you really want a drink?"

"Well," Kang Zhier put his hands on his raised knees, looked into his eyes and nodded, "It's so uncomfortable not being able to sleep."

Hearing this, Elvis' eyes lowered slightly, and after a while, they were raised again.

"it is good."

Elvis gets up to get his drink.When he came back, besides the wine and the glass, he carried a small dish of cheese in his hand.

"Just something to eat," Elvis explained to Kang Zhier when he sat down, "it's not easy to get on top."

"Okay." Kang Zhier nodded, thought for a while, and then said to Elvis, "I'm actually pretty good at drinking."

Elvis had a smile on his face, didn't say anything, just poured the wine quietly.

Half an hour later, Kang Zhier leaned lazily on Elvis' body.

Elvis circled him, patted his shoulder slowly, and coaxed him softly: "Xiaozhi, let's go back to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he supported Kang Zhier's flanks, and gently lifted Kang Zhier up.

Kang Zhier was already half asleep and half awake, but after being straightened by Elvis, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had woken up.

Elvis and Kang Zhier looked at each other, thinking that he was not drunk, and when he was about to speak, Kang Zhier suddenly put both hands on his face, and his two thumbs slipped slightly under his eyes, leaving There are two lines of traces that do not exist.

Elvis seemed a little dazed because of Kang Zhier's move.After two or three seconds, he came back to his senses and saw the facial features on Kang Zhier's face wrinkled.

"Elvis, you are crying." Kang Zhier stared at him sadly and said.

Elvis felt a little sudden, and told Kang Zhier in a gentle voice: "No, I didn't cry."

"You obviously cried," Kang Zhier held his cheeks, approached him and whispered, "I saw your tears."

"Xiao Zhi," Elvis smiled at him, "You read it wrong."

Kang Zhier didn't seem to be able to hear his words, he was only immersed in the intoxication of his head, and hugged him apologetically.

"Elvis, don't be sad."

Like a child hugging his mother, he clung to Elvis clinging to him, and said to Elvis sadly and remorsefully, "I don't want to see you sad."

Elvis hugged him silently, resting his palm on his back.

Afterwards, Kang Zhier turned around, held his face, put his foreheads against each other, and asked him in a voice that only he could hear: "Elvis, you often feel sad because of me, don't you?"

"No," Elvis shook his head lightly, put his palm on the back of his hand, looked at him and replied, "Xiao Zhi, I am very happy to be with you."

His answer made Kang Zhier more frustrated and more guilty.

"Elvis, I know you're very sad." Kang Zhier's eyes were reddish, he looked at Elvis with pity, and said in an uncomfortable mood, "Your tears flow in my heart, and never let people see."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head slightly, put his face on Elvis' shoulder, and whispered softly: "Elvis, I want you to be happy, and I want you to be happy."

Elvis was quiet for a moment, raised his arms, and took Kang Zhier into his arms.

"Xiaozhi, I am very happy now." He replied to Kang Zhier.

At this time, Kang Zhier's eyes were closed, and his wet eyelashes covered his face.He leaned against Elvis' arms, shook his head against his shoulder, and mumbled drunken words in his mouth: "Elvis, what should I do to make you happy?"

Elvis stared at Kang Zhier's sleeping face, gently wiped away the tears on Kang Zhier's face with his fingers, and spoke his heart in a silent and gentle voice: "Xiaozhi, as long as I can see you, I will get happiness."