lake garden moon

In the afternoon, when Elvis came down from upstairs, he saw Kang Zhier lying on the sofa like a snail.

Looking at Kang Zhier's bent body, Elvis was slightly puzzled, and then walked towards the main living room on the first floor.

When he approached the sofa, Kang Zhier still maintained the original lying posture, concentrating on his thoughts.

Elvis sat down next to him and reached for his arms.

"what happened?"

"Well……"

Under his movements, Kang Zhier slowly raised his head, then turned over slowly, and sat down next to him.

Leaning against Elvis, he mumbled, "Bone hurts."

Elvis held his soft arms with both hands, and couldn't help laughing softly after hearing his answer.

"Also laughing."

Kang Zhier leaned on his shoulder without any strength, raised his hand to poke his cheek, and complained in a vague voice while poking: "It's all your fault."

He was wearing white home clothes, his arms were exposed from the wide cuffs, and his skin was soft and fair.

It was a state of well-being.

"I'm sorry," Elvis rubbed Kang Zhier's arm, apologizing to him sincerely, "I didn't control myself too much last night."

Kang Zhier snorted softly, and immediately heard Elvis whispering in his ear: "But, you were really good last night."

Hearing this, Kang Zhier immediately sat up and looked at Elvis.

"Where do I have it?" he asked, looking at Elvis.

Elvis' lips moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.He turned sideways slightly, turned his back to Kang Zhier, then lifted his collar and exposed his shoulders to signal Kang Zhier.

When Kang Zhier saw a few clear scratches on Elvis's smooth shoulders, he silently pursed his lips.

Elvis looked at him with quiet and joyful eyes, then pulled back the collar and buttoned it quietly.

Kang Zhier was also a little embarrassed, he leaned forward and hugged Elvis, showing his affection close to his face: "I also apologize to you, last night was a bit harsh."

Elvis stroked the back of his hand, the corners of his lips raised quietly.

"Elvis, please help me cut my nails." Kang Zhier knelt beside him, hugged him and said, "I don't want to be a bad cat at night."

Elvis turned his face sideways, kissed the thoughtful Kang Zhier, and then answered him: "I'll get it."

After speaking, he let go of Kang Zhier, got up and went to Suta to get the nail clippers.

Two minutes later, he returned to the main living room with a nail clipper.

Kang Zhier sat on the sofa sensiblely, spread out his palms, and stretched out his ten fingers.

After cutting his nails, Elvis wiped the nail clippers with a wet towel, and when he was about to get up and put them back in place, Kang Zhier suddenly took the nail clippers from his hands, and spoke to him slowly : "I'll cut it for you too."

Elvis raised his eyes, Kang Zhier quickly lowered his head, leaving only his own soft cheeks.

Faced with Kang Zhier's interesting performance, Elvis immediately understood, so he put his hand in his palm cooperatively without saying anything.

Elvis' fingers seem to be connected to the palette in Kangzhi'er's heart. Seeing him trimming his nails, the blush on his cheeks became more and more obvious. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell down on Elvis with a smile. in the arms.

Kang Zhier was really embarrassed, buried his face in front of Elvis's chest, and let out a shy and hoarse voice from his throat.

"It's okay." Elvis raised his hand and patted his back, comforting him with a smile, "it's all normal."

Hearing what he said, Kang Zhier's face became even more ashamed, and he was even more unwilling to let go of him.

Afterwards, after finishing a nail trimming project comparable to the Battle of the Century, Kang Zhier lay comfortably on Elvis' lap, closing his eyes happily.

"Today," he put his hands on his stomach comfortably, and said in a leisurely tone, "I'll tell you a story called "A Lucky Thing."

Elvis put his palm on the top of Kang Zhier's skull, stroked his hair lightly, looked at his innocent and relaxed face, and agreed: "Okay, teacher."

After 10 minutes, Kang Zhier ended his story sharing and made a final summary.

"The so-called lucky thing is actually just that we overcome all difficulties, persevere, no matter whether the result is good or bad, we only do what we think is right."

After listening to Kang Zhier's words, Elvis fell into thinking.Looking at the snowflakes falling on the grass outside the house, he said with far-sighted eyes: "The most correct thing I did in my life was to decide to come back from the west in summer."

Kang Zhier was still immersed in his story, but when he heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and straightened up from the sofa.

He turned his body to Elvis, crossed his legs, propped his chin with his hands, and said inexplicably: "Speaking of it, I always find it strange."

"How could it be such a coincidence?"

With a naive look on his face, he was full of confusion and thought: "I just arrived at Lake Garden during the day, and you came back that night?"

Elvis smiled without answering, sitting opposite him, looking at him peacefully.

Kang Zhier came back to his senses and found the smile on Elvis's face. After pondering over and over again, he suddenly noticed something.

"Wait, it's not a coincidence!"

He was like a kitten flying with its limbs spread out, and at the same time as it pounced on Elvis, Elvis reacted quickly and hugged him tightly before him.

Kang Zhier's hands and feet were restrained by Elvis, he raised his hand with difficulty, pinched Elvis' neck, and opened his eyes wide at him: "Speak quickly."

Elvis always had a kind face on his face.He smiled, bent his eyes gently, looked down at Kang Zhier's big bright eyes, and then answered him unhurriedly: "Actually, I'm in Lake Garden, and I also have eyeliner."

"Elvis, you—"

Kang Zhier stayed in Lake Garden for three days, and then flew back to the central part.

Kang Zhongrong and Chen Nanxi hadn't seen their son for a long time, and the couple were very happy.In addition, their eldest daughter, Hua Yan, just gave birth to a little princess not long ago, and she is confinement at Kang's house.

The Kang family, which had always been a bit deserted, suddenly became lively.

This afternoon, Kang Zhier was taking his little nephew out to play football, when he unexpectedly received a call from the south.

When he answered the phone, it was Bandari who called.

"Hello, Bandari."

Kang Zhier vaguely felt that something had happened, because Bandari rarely called him directly.He sat down on the rattan chair on the porch, and said cautiously: "What's wrong?"

"Xiaozhi, there is one thing that Elvis won't let me tell you."

Bandari's voice sounded extraordinarily distant through the phone.

"But I think you still need to know."

Listening to his tone, Kang Zhier confirmed his intuition, and asked him worriedly: "What's wrong?"

After he finished asking, Bandari was silent on the other end of the phone, and immediately told him: "Xiao Zhi, Elvis had a car accident on the way back from the airport two days ago."

In the evening, after dinner, Elvis was sitting on the bed and was about to take his medicine when he suddenly heard some movement downstairs.

Soon, the movement became more and more obvious.

Elvis stopped and was listening carefully when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

In the next second, Kang Zhier, who was supposed to be in the middle, appeared by the door and walked towards him angrily with his fists clenched.

Elvis sat on the bed, looked at Kang Zhier who suddenly appeared in front of him, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Xiao Zhi, why are you back?"

"Elvis, you are absolutely hateful!"

Kang Zhier seemed to be coming back to settle accounts with him, frowned, walked up to him and sat down aggressively, stared at Elvis and asked him: "Why didn't you tell me about such a serious car accident?"

He beat the quilt with his hands, and accused Elvis word by word: "You are the worst boy friend ever!"

Elvis was silent, and after thinking for a few seconds, he chose the most appropriate way to deal with it.

He looked at Kang Zhier sincerely and said, "I was wrong."

Hearing his apology, Kang Zhier couldn't hold back immediately, and reached out to hug him with a crying face.

"How are you? Are you seriously injured?" He asked Elvis, holding Elvis in fear.

"I'm fine," Elvis put his hand on his shoulder gently, reassuring him, "it's just a slight bump, nothing serious."

"It's not serious, you're still in bed." Kang Zhier worriedly stroked his back.

"That's what the doctor suggested," Elvis patiently explained to him, "I won't have to stay in bed tomorrow."

Although Elvis seemed to be in good condition, Kang Zhier didn't fully believe him, straightened up, and carefully checked the joints on his body.

"It's nothing," Elvis told him, raising his arms cooperatively in front of him, "I was wearing a seat belt, so the impact wasn't too big."

Kang Zhier finished the inspection, confirmed that what Elvis said was true, and hugged Elvis again.

"Were you scared at the time?"

He pressed Elvis's back and asked, and felt very sad after asking, and said sadly next to Elvis: "I wish I was by your side."

"I don't want you sitting next to me when something unexpected happens," Elvis replied.

Kang Zhier's emotions fluctuated silently because of Elvis.He turned away, cupped Elvis's face, and comforted him with a kiss.

After kissing twice, he suddenly felt that this was wrong, and retracted his lips again, and sadly educated Elvis: "I have only been home for a few days, and you have an accident. I was on the phone with you this morning, a little I didn't hear it, why are you so uneasy?"

"Really sorry."

Elvis reached out to touch his face and touched Kang Zhier's wet lower eyelid.

"Why is it so miraculous," he lowered his head, talking to himself, "when you touch your hands, blink your eyes, tears will fall."

"Don't fool around here."

Kang Zhier turned his face away from his palm, then sat up straight, crossed his arms around his chest, and asked him with a serious face: "You said, it's fine, where did you go?"

"Why didn't you tell me when you went away?"

Elvis looked into his eyes, looking calm.After staring at each other for a while, he asked Kang Zhier back: "Do you really want to say it?"

"So," Kang Zhier was very surprised, "are you really hiding something from me now?"

Elvis didn't seem to have the slightest uneasiness or panic, and still maintained his original composure, staring at Kang Zhier for a few seconds, he calmly told Kang Zhier: "I went to the west to see my grandfather two days ago. "

Kang Zhier did not expect to get this answer.He was speechless for a while, followed the logic to return, and asked Elvis: "Then why didn't you tell me when you went to see Grandpa?"

Elvis looked at him, shook his head slowly and said, "The timing is not right."

Under the light, Elvis' facial features looked extraordinarily three-dimensional, and Kang Zhier was a little distracted by his shaking his head and his light tone.But he immediately pulled his rationality back, and continued to question Elvis: "What time?"

After listening to his question, Elvis looked at him intently, and suddenly smiled at him.

"He was still mad at me the last few times I went there."

"how can that be possible?"

Hearing this, Kang Zhier subconsciously refuted Elvis: "Grandpa is a peaceful and cheerful old man, for no reason, how could he be angry with you? Unless you..."

While talking, Kang Zhier suddenly stopped, lowered his head and fell into deep thought, and the second half of the sentence floated out from between his lips and teeth: "Unless you have done something."

A somewhat absurd idea flashed in his mind, he raised his head to look at Elvis, and met his deeply concerned eyes.

Now, Kang Zhier can basically determine his own thoughts.

After he calmed down, he looked at Elvis again and confirmed to him: "Elvis, have you told grandpa?"

Elvis stared at him, and slowly nodded under his gaze.

"Ah."

Kang Zhier felt that this matter was a little big, but Elvis looked so calm, obviously confessing that this matter was not started recently.

He has become very calm now, and has completely let go of the emotions just now, and then asked Elvis: "When did it happen?"

"After returning from Gate, I flew to the west to find my grandfather." Elvis answered him truthfully.

Kang Zhier pinched his temple sadly.He knew that with Elvis' character, if he didn't get consent, he would keep looking for Grandpa Lake.

"Then what did you tell him this time?"

Now, Kang Zhier is no longer interested in the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.

When Elvis heard his question, he didn't answer directly, but spread his palm towards him.

"Can I apply to hold hands?"

Kang Zhier gave him a tired look, and although he was reluctant, he still put his hand into his palm.

Elvis tightened his fingers, slowly held Kang Zhier's hand, looked at him and replied, "I told Grandpa, for me, you are my life just like him."

Kang Zhier was silent for a while, then asked him: "And then?"

"I told him," Elvis replied, shaking his hand, "the most important thing in life is not the continuation of offspring, but a company. I have been with him for nearly 30 years. If one day he leaves, At least you will accompany me through the remaining days."

"Why do you say it so sadly?" Kang Zhier reached out to touch his eyebrows.

Elvis lifted his lips to him, smiling at him like a big boy.

Kang Zhier turned his face to one side, avoiding his eyes, and muttered, "Why are you laughing?"

He just turned his face away, and the next second, he heard Elvis holding his hand and asking him, "Xiaozhi, shall we get married?"

"what?"

Kang Zhier turned his face back to look at Elvis with a surprised face, he wondered if he had an auditory hallucination just now.

The seriousness on Elvis' face answered his confusion: no.

"Elvis, are you serious?" Kang Zhier asked him incredulously.

"Yeah." Elvis nodded at him.

"But grandpa..."

Before Kang Zhier could finish speaking, Elvis interrupted him softly.

"He agreed."

Faced with this hugely informative reply, Kang Zhier briefly lost his ability to speak.Immediately after he recovered, he confirmed with Elvis again: "Elvis, aren't you kidding me?"

"No." Elvis answered him.

Kang Zhier suddenly didn't know what to say.

When he was dazed and full of thoughts, Elvis suddenly confessed to him: "I love you, Xiaozhi."

Kang Zhier raised his head and stared blankly at Elvis.

When he looked at himself, Elvis confessed to him again.

"Xiaozhi, I love you."

"You are the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with," Elvis said to him calmly and clearly, looking at him with sincere eyes, "I want to wake up every day and see you, and I want to live with you , I want to see you laugh at me and get angry at me."

"Shall we get married?" He asked while shaking Kang Zhier's hand.

Kang Zhier originally felt that there were still many problems between him and Elvis.But all of a sudden, there seemed to be nothing between them, and Elvis took care of them all.

He thought for a few seconds, looked at Elvis, and asked him, "Can I think about it?"

With an amiable smile on his face, Elvis nodded and answered him: "Yes, but don't think about it for too long."

Kang Zhier looked at him, couldn't help pursing his lips, and asked him with a smile: "What if I have to think about it for a long time?"

Elvis sat on the bed, crossed his fingers with him, and answered him calmly and firmly: "Then I will wait for you, until the day you promise me."

In the summer of the following year, gossip began to spread: "The Lake family and the Kang family are getting married. The new director's marriage partner is the youngest son of the Kang family."

At dusk, Kang Zhier and Elvis stood together on the grass in the garden.

This year, they ushered in a long and beautiful infinite sunset.

Kang Zhier leaned against Elvis, looked at the gray-purple sky in the west, and sighed: "The sunset is really beautiful."

Elvis cupped the back of his hand, and softly agreed, "Yes."

Kang Zhier turned his face away, looking at the profile of Elvis in the summer twilight.

Then, he let go of his hands and quietly walked behind Elvis.

"Elvis, you've been taller than me since you were little."

While speaking, Kang Zhier put his hands on Elvis' shoulders, pressed him down lightly, and then jumped onto his back.

Elvis bent his upper body slightly familiarly, and then carried him on his back.

Kang Zhier embraced Elvis' shoulders from behind, and leaned his face against Elvis' head.He looked at the sunset in the distance, with a peaceful smile on his face, and murmured while hugging Elvis, "Elvis, now I am as tall as you."

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