kiss you at sunset

"Can you eat spicy food?" Zhou Shiluo asked with a plate, picking out the meat skewers in the fresh-keeping cabinet, and glanced at Yang Jin beside him from the corner of his eye.

"It's okay." Yang Jin picked up four strings of duck feet and six strings of duck tongues, and put them on the plate in Zhou Shiluo's hand.

Zhou Shiluo nodded, "Then we should have a mandarin duck pot."

"can."

Yang Jin continued to choose, searched around and fixed his eyes on the duck wings.

Zhou Shiluo couldn't help thinking about it, and asked him curiously, "You like duck so much?"

Yang Jin raised his eyes and said "um" obediently, "It's delicious."

"Then go to the capital, and I'll treat you to roast duck."

Yang Jin smiled and nodded in agreement, Zhou Shiluo didn't say that he also had the same idea: "I heard that the roast duck in the capital is delicious, and you have to queue up to buy it." After speaking, he didn't forget to ask Zhou Shiluo's opinion: "Brother, is it true? "

Zhou Shiluo thought back to the time he went to eat with Liu Linsen. To be honest, he thought the taste was quite ordinary, but the taste varies from person to person, so he didn't dare to guarantee it. "You will know if you try it when the time comes."

Zhou Shiluo and Yang Jin had originally planned to eat barbecue, but when they arrived at the door, they unexpectedly discovered that there was a clay pot skewer next door.The atmosphere, environment, and source of customers in the store are much better than barbecue restaurants.

Zhou Shiluo hesitated for two seconds, and immediately asked Yang Jin for his opinion, and the two turned their heads and went into the next door.

As soon as the skewers were selected, the waiter just happened to bring the pot up. Zhou Shiluo pressed the biggest switch and got up to season the ingredients.Seeing Yang Jin following up with a small bowl in his hand, he subconsciously asked him, "Do you like oil dishes?"

Yang Jin shook his head: "I haven't eaten it, I always eat sesame paste."

Zhou Shiluo made a "tsk" sound, complaining about Yang Jin's inability to eat: "You wait, brother will make you an exclusive secret oil dish, so you can eat it the first time and want it a second time."

Yang Jin chuckled, and stood obediently by the side, his eyes never leaving Zhou Shiluo's body.

Zhou Shiluo was serious about seasoning, a spoonful of light soy sauce, and another spoonful of balsamic vinegar. When he finished mixing and was about to ask Yang Jin to take it back, he accidentally bumped into the person behind him, spilling some of the seasoning in the bowl and spilling it all on his hands.

Zhou Shiluo raised his eyes, and before he could say an apology, Yang Jin caught him off guard and dragged him behind him.

Yang Jin and the man looked at each other, both of them were dissatisfied, and Zhou Shiluo, who came back to his senses, mistakenly thought that the two were going to fight, so he grabbed Yang Jin's arm in desperation and signaled him not to be impulsive.

But when the man saw this, he squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Shiluo, and finally stopped his gaze at the place where he was holding Yang Jin's arm, then raised his brows slightly, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

Zhou Shiluo licked his back molars. He didn't want to make trouble but it didn't mean he was afraid of trouble. The other party's eyes made him feel irritable. Before the irritability reached its full limit, the man snorted coldly and left wisely.

Yang Jin immediately turned his head and comforted Zhou Shiluo: "Are you all right?"

Zhou Shiluo frowned, he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't be so angry if he bumped into someone.That person was familiar to him just now, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

Zhou Shiluo made another serving of dipping sauce. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but ask, "Is that person from the same village just now?"

Seeing that the pot was boiling, Yang Jin grabbed a handful of skewers and threw them in, reminding him: "Zhao Fangqi, the one I met last time when I was playing."

"Oh." Zhou Shiluo remembered that last time he also looked like he deserved a beating, and he was dragged like a twenty-five million or eighty thousand.

"He has been like this since he was a child, because his aunt is the school director and his uncle is the secretary, so don't bother him." Yang Jin fished out a piece of bean curd from the pot, took a bite and felt a bit spicy, "Brother, what do you want to drink? "

Zhou Shiluo adjusted his mood and said without hesitation, "Let's order some wine."

Yang Jin was a little surprised, and asked cautiously: "Will I be scolded when I go home later?"

"How old are you? You will be a college student soon, and you can do some adult things properly." Zhou Shiluo called the waiter and ordered ten bottles of beer.

Yang Jin opened his eyes slightly, "Are you running to get me drunk?"

"I'm really going to drink too much, so I won't go back tonight, find a hotel to sleep, and come back tomorrow morning." Zhou Shiluo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, took the beer and showed Yang Jin how to lift the bottle cap with chopsticks on the spot.

The opened beer was handed to Yang Jin, and Zhou Shiluo opened another bottle for himself, raised the bottle and said with a smile: "Congratulations on getting into the University as you wished."

Seeing Zhou Shiluo's posture, Yang Jin knew that he couldn't escape the drink. He had never drunk beer before, and he didn't know that beer was so bad, bitterer than the white wine his grandma drank.

Yang Jin resisted the pressure and forced down three mouthfuls before he gradually got used to the taste.

Seeing this, Zhou Shiluo picked up four more bottles in a row. Before he came, he planned to stay drunk and never return.On the surface he was celebrating for Yang Jin, but in fact he wanted to drink himself.

During the days with Yang Jin, he thought about it a lot, only to realize that the past he was entangled in, all kinds of displeasure and setbacks were just passing clouds on the road of life.He was always persuading Yang Jin to look forward, but he himself had never looked forward.

Zhou Shiluo wanted to get drunk and bid farewell to the self who was stuck in the swamp and couldn't extricate himself.

Standing in front of the sink in the bathroom, Yang Jin looked at himself in the mirror with dim eyes and flushed cheeks. He couldn't help admiring him. It was his first time to drink alcohol, and after drinking five bottles, he could still stand still, except for the buzzing in his ears. , the consciousness is fairly clear.

Yang Jin knew that he had reached his limit, and if he drank any more, he would really be unable to stand.He washed his hands and returned to the table.

There are seven or eight skewers left on the table, and empty beer bottles are piled up on the corner of the table.Yang Jin counted twenty bottles, except he drank five bottles, Zhou Shiluo drank fifteen bottles.

... Fourteen and a half bottles.

Zhou Shiluo was lying on the table, motionless, still tightly holding the half bottle left in his hand.

Yang Jin bent down and took out the wallet from Zhou Shiluo's pocket, and after paying the bill, he came back and coaxed softly: "Brother, we're going home."

Zhou Shiluo, who was awakened, looked extremely impatient. He reached out and slapped Yang Jin's approaching paw, muttering, and turned his head to the other side.

Yang Jin sighed helplessly, he could only forcefully put him on his shoulders, and dragged him outside.Yang Jin didn't go smoothly. He stopped the road and called several cars. After the drivers stopped, they all refused to take them because they were afraid of vomiting in the car.

Just as he was at his wit's end, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the word "hotel" hanging across the road, and was overjoyed, dragging Zhou Shiluo over.

Fortunately, there was one room left in the hotel, and it was a bit broken, but it was better than sleeping on the streets.

Yang Jin put Zhou Shiluo on the bed, went to the front desk to pay the money and ID card, and rushed back to the room after registration.

Zhou Shiluo still maintained the posture he left when he left, Yang Jin breathed a sigh of relief immediately, he lifted the corner of his clothes to wipe off the profuse sweat on his head, then unscrewed the mineral water on the table, and downed half a bottle in one go.

I don't know if it's because of drinking or tossing, but Yang Jin's whole body is emitting heat and sweating.He looked up and saw that there was an air conditioner in the room, but the socket was locked.

He had to go to the window and push open the dusty window.

After tidying up, Yang Jin planned to take a shower. He got into the bathroom and just took off his shirt when he heard a sound from the bed.Yang Jin screamed that it was not good, and rushed out immediately, quickly picked up the trash can and squatted beside the bed.

Zhou Shiluo retched twice, and the third time he spat out some undigested meat skewers.

Yang Jin didn't feel disgusted at all, instead, he reached out and patted Zhou Shiluo's back lightly, and asked patiently, "Do you still want to vomit?"

Zhou Shiluo opened his eyes with difficulty, he couldn't say anything after vomiting just now, he fell back on the bed, looking up with dazed eyes.

Yang Jin waited for a while, seeing that he didn't respond, bowed his head, fastened the garbage bag and threw it out of the hotel. When he came back, he asked the aunt at the front desk for a hot water bottle, and asked for a few more bags.

Yang Jin didn't care about the sweat all over his body. After boiling the water, he moistened the towel and wiped off the residue on Zhou Shiluo's face and body.

"Get up, take off your clothes." Yang Jin sat on the edge of the bed, he didn't expect Zhou Shiluo to be obedient, so he could only drag him up resignedly while ordering.

Zhou Shiluo sat up unsteadily, rolled his eyes, and called out uncertainly after thinking for a long time: "Yang Jin?"

"Well," Yang Jin was slightly surprised, and even amused, "It's not bad that you can still recognize me."

In the next second, Zhou Shiluo lowered his head and asked, "Why don't you... put on clothes?"

Yang Jin lowered his head and realized that he was still shirtless. He was going to take a bath and ran out in a hurry when he heard the noise, but he forgot about it when he got busy, because the aunt at the front desk looked at him strangely when he went out to throw out the trash just now. .

Yang Jin sighed, and answered Zhou Shiluo's question: "Because I want to take a bath."

Zhou Shiluo clamored to wash when he heard the word 'bath'.

Yang Jin resolutely refused: "You can't wash it."

"why?"

"Because you're so drunk that you don't even know your last name."

"My surname is... Zhou," Luozhen Zhou thought about it, and after waiting for a while, seeing that Yang Jin still didn't speak, he proposed again: "Let's wash together."

"No," Yang Jin refused again. He didn't want to continue talking nonsense, so he directly lifted Zhou Shiluo's clothes, "Take off your clothes."

Zhou Shiluo tugged at the corner of his clothes, with displeasure written on his face: "Why don't you take a shower... and take off my clothes?"

Yang Jin was very speechless, he couldn't reason with a drunkard, so he could only coax him softly: "I'm afraid you'll spit on your clothes, otherwise you'll have to go home naked tomorrow."

Yang Jin didn't know if this person understood, but he nodded in a daze, and after letting go of his hand, he began to retch again, this time he didn't spit out anything.

Yang Jin half-kneeled on the ground, wiped him with a tissue, and said in a helpless tone, "I can still laugh at you if I can't drink it and still be so brave."

Zhou Shiluo frowned, as if he heard that he was being educated, and was very dissatisfied: "You don't understand, you... got a high score in the exam, of course I am happy."

"What's there to be happy about?" Yang Jin didn't understand. He helped Zhou Shiluo take off his shirt, then turned his head to get the towel that he had just thrown at the end of the bed, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhou Shiluo holding his trouser waist with both hands , struggling to take off his pants.

The pants got stuck in the buttocks, and Zhou Shiluo, who was drunk, didn't know how to lift his buttocks, and was struggling with the pants.

Yang Jin quickly pressed Zhou Shiluo's hands, looked into his eyes and ordered: "Don't take off your pants." Then he wrapped his arms around Zhou Shiluo's waist, and pulled up the half-taken pants again.

Yang Jin felt that he was getting hotter. He spitting, and pushed Zhou Shiluo back on the bed, "You just lie down and don't move. I'll get you some hot water."

As soon as Yang Jin got up, Zhou Shiluo made a fuss. He shouted at Yang Jin: "I don't want hot water, don't go, come here."

Yang Jin didn't move.

Zhou Shiluo continued to play drunk: "Don't go."

Yang Jin still didn't move.

"Don't...leave me." Zhou Shiluo slurred his speech, with a particularly impatient expression.

"Why do you want me to come here?" Yang Jin sighed helplessly, and moved his feet. As soon as he got closer, he was caught off guard by Zhou Shiluo who got up suddenly. Yang Jin's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on Zhou Shiluo.

Zhou Shiluo let out a muffled snort, Yang Jin raised his body in panic, and said distressedly, "Where did you touch it? Where does it hurt?"

He supported the bed with both hands, and when he got up, he was hugged back by Zhou Shiluo, his hands clasped tightly.

The tips of their noses met unexpectedly, their lips almost touched, and Yang Jin's brain went blank with a "buzz".Without the barrier of clothes, the skin was tightly pressed together, he could feel Zhou Shiluo's chest rising and falling slightly with his breathing, and his own heartbeat speeding up due to panic.

The drunk under him didn't know about his teasing, so his warm breath hit Yang Jin's lips.

"Hahahaha, I caught you, and I order you not to move now."

Panting heavily, Yang Jin tried his best to control the reaction under his body, "I won't move, you... let go first."

Zhou Shiluo shook his head.

Yang Jin didn't intend to reason with him, and propped up the bed to try to stretch Zhou Shiluo's bondage, but the drunk Zhou Shiluo refused to admit defeat, and the two argued with each other. After 5 minutes, Yang Jin was completely defeated, and he gave up breaking free.

Zhou Shiluo moved his buttocks, and complained about the discomfort under his body with a frown: "Something is pressing against me below."

One sentence completely broke all of Yang Jin's disguise, and he resigned himself to Zhou Shiluo's ear.After two seconds, he raised his head and asked the person below him, "Do you know why I reacted?"

Zhou Shiluo didn't make a sound. He didn't know if he was frightened or didn't understand at all.

Yang Jin didn't struggle anymore, this might be the only chance for him to speak his mind, he whispered with the strength of wine, "Because I like you."

Zhou Shiluo's head was in a daze, and he only captured the word "like" in a sentence. He was confused and repeated, "like, like..."

After talking several times before turning to Yang Jin, seeing him seemed unhappy, so imitating what he said just now, teasing him with a smile: "I like you, and I like you too."

"You...?" Yang Jin opened his eyes wide, too shocked to speak.

Zhou Shiluo let go of the hands clasped around his waist, and turned to run towards Yang Jin's face, pinching, rubbing, and playing with it over and over again, until Yang Jin's patience was almost worn out, and then he opened his mouth and repeated: "I like you."

Yang Jin gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep calm. The alcohol in his body was haunting him, and the desire to be aroused could not be easily subsided. He stared straight at Zhou Shiluo, his eyes became fierce.

Yang Jin warned him: "Some things should not be said indiscriminately. If you say it, you must be responsible. Can you be responsible?"

Zhou Shiluo's mouth was dry, he licked his lips subconsciously, wanting to drink water, "I want..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was blocked by wet and hot lips.After all, Yang Jin is just a young man who has just grown up, is in love, and has no experience in the world.

He couldn't resist the domination of alcohol in his body, couldn't bear the torment brought by his body's reaction, and couldn't stand the repeated teasing by his sweetheart.In the end, just one incomplete sentence was enough to make him completely lose his mind.