Demolition of the bridge across the river

But the last time he thought about this question, he and Bianqiao didn't have such a relationship, and they still lived in the old building and went to high school.

Those who were at that time could not be together, that is, they could not live together.

Now their relationship is different. They will not stay at home all the time when they go to university. Even if my aunt and uncle want to divorce, it will not have much impact on their daily life.

...Shouldn't it?

There are many things that cannot be pondered. As soon as his thoughts turned to divorce, Gou Xiaohe's thoughts could not be detoured for the rest of the meal.

In the past, he was very supportive of his aunt and uncle's divorce. Cheating, or cheating intermittently, was really not a tolerable mistake in his opinion.

Children always take it for granted that right is right and wrong is wrong. He doesn't think there is any need for Auntie to endure, and if she separates earlier, she will be able to better protect herself.

At that time, in his heart, the biggest difficulty for him in the divorce of his aunt and uncle was that he could not live with Bianqiao.

But I don't know if it's because he is now in a relationship with Bianqiao, and has a substantial concept of "being together", and Gou Xiaohe suddenly has a deeper imagination and substitution for "separation".

"Bianqiao."

On the way home, he kept silent. When he got home, he took a shower and lay on the carpet in a daze. When Bianqiao came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, he suddenly yelled.

Bianqiao was not in a good mood until the second half of his meal.

Seeing Gou Xiaohe frown, he stopped wiping his hair, went to squat down in front of him, bent his knuckles and pinched Gou Xiaohe's nose.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly.

"If I cheated, would you still be with me?" Gou Xiaohe rubbed his nose and asked him in a low voice.

Bian Qiao's gentle eyes just now changed in an instant.

He stared at Gou Xiaohe from his half-dried locks of hair and under the towel eaves of the bath towel, his dark eyes startled Gou Xiaohe, and he felt like hearing Bianqiao say "kill you" in the next second possible.

"I mean what if!" He hurriedly added, "If I cheated, what would happen to you?"

"Don't make such assumptions." Bian Qiao continued to fix his eyes on his pupils without blinking his eyelids, "You don't want to know."

If Bian Qiao expresses his displeasure clearly about any topic that is usually discussed, Gou Xiaohe will immediately coax him to change the topic.

But today he didn't know why he was going crazy, and he rubbed his nose twice while facing Bianqiao's gaze, and asked persistently in a low voice, "What if?"

Bianqiao frowned, many dark memories flashed back from his mind, making him a little irritable.

"No if." He still said the same sentence, and got up impatiently after finishing speaking, wanting to leave.

"Then what should we do?" Gou Xiaohe said in a daze behind him.

Bian Qiao pursed his lips and stared at him from top to bottom.

"I thought about it all night, if you cheated," Gou Xiaohe lowered his head and scratched his ankle, a little uncomfortable, "I still don't want to part with you."

The human voice suddenly disappeared in the room, and even the movie on the projector was played just to the length of the eye-catching shot, and soothing background music was cast on the curtain.

Bianqiao seemed to let out a low sigh of relief, Gou Xiaohe looked up at him, he was coming back on his knees half-kneeling to meet Bianqiao, holding up his face and kissing him.

All kinds of pictures of uncle and aunt getting along came to mind, joking and shivering, Gou Xiaohe raised his arms to hug Bianqiao's neck, and kissed back with great concentration.

He suddenly understood more about the meaning of love: people always need a very intimate partner who cannot be replaced by anyone, to share all kinds of good, bad, happy and low emotions.

No matter how much utilitarianism and embarrassment are piled up in the marriage between my aunt and uncle, for today's aunt, perhaps she is reluctant to part with the sincerity she gave sincerely back then.

The kiss ended, and it was rare for Bianqiao to move his face away first.

Gou Xiaohe smacked his neck and smacked his lips, feeling a little overbearing, rubbed his forehead against Bianqiao's face, and then nuzzled his nose with the tip of his nose.

"Kiss again for a while," he pouted at the corner of Bianqiao's wet mouth, "I haven't kissed enough."

He pouted too hard, Bian Qiao glanced at it, and let out a muffled laugh.

"What are you doing!" Gou Xiaohe was laughed at, and immediately retracted, touching his mouth with a blushing face.

"What are you shrinking from?" Bian Qiao sat down cross-legged, took him into his arms, and kissed him on the lips like a child, "No shame, no shame. Another chicken ass."

"You're just a chicken ass." Gou Xiaohe was amused, put his arms around Bianqiao's neck and sucked him, "Do you really look like a chicken butt? Pout your lips and let me see."

Bian Qiao directly gagged his mouth, and this time he kissed him until he couldn't breathe before letting go.

"Good idea." He bit Gou Xiaohe's nose.

Gou Xiaohe was a bit of a pest tonight, and spent a long time on the carpet with Bian Qiao, kissing each other until his hair dried naturally.

After kissing enough, he was restless, and wandered around behind Bianqiao. When Bianqiao went downstairs to get a bottle of water, he was reluctant to part, hanging on Bianqiao's back shamelessly and followed.

"Give me a sip." Bian Qiao drank water, he poked his chin into the hollow of the man's shoulder, and opened his mouth to ask for it.

Bian Qiao turned around and put him on the running water platform, and fed him mouth to mouth.

"I didn't want to drink...wow!" Gou Xiaohe laughed wildly, afraid of being heard by his aunt and the others, so he hid aside with a muffled voice, "...Hey, it's still warm!"

When they were kissing, they did not eat less of each other's saliva. For some reason, this kind of mouth-to-mouth feeding was a bit disgusting.

Bian Qiao's laughter tonight was also brought down by him, the two of them huddled together next to the refrigerator and the table, their heads were sullen, and a bottle of water was so sticky that half of it was spilled.

"Your mouth is like a colander." Bian Qiao screwed on the bottle cap and reached out to grab Gou Xiaohe's collar, "You can't hold anything."

"My collar is wet." Gou Xiaohe finally stopped laughing, grabbed his collar, and jumped off the sink to change clothes.

"If you are asked to add something else, you must not show your face." Bian Qiao said.

Gou Xiaohe didn't react at first, but turned his neck and asked seriously: "What does it mean?"

Bian Qiao's somewhat scorching eyes slid from his eyes to his mouth, then swept down a certain part in an understatement, and walked upstairs with a smile.

Looking back, he shrunk all the way from his throat to his lower abdomen, the root of his tongue was numb, and he rushed forward to bite Bianqiao's neck with embarrassment: "Why are you so perverted!"

After all the fuss, it was finally time to go to bed, Gou Xiaohe threw himself onto the big bed on the side bridge, dangling his legs with some emotion.

"I can't remember the last time I slept on this bed with you." He raised his arm and played with his fingers, turning his face to look at Bianqiao, "After the college entrance examination, such a long and good time is wasted .”

Bian Qiao liked to hear his attitude, so he stood in front of the closet and changed into his pajamas to answer the question: "Why was it wasted?"

"You hide from me every day, go wherever I sit, I will take a nap on your bed, you can't wait to hide in the yard."

"Is that an exaggeration?" Bian Qiao's mouth twitched.

"Of course I did." Gou Xiaohe spread his five fingers to block the light, and then shook his calf, "I feel very sad when I recall those days."

Before he could continue his immersive recollection, the light above his head dimmed, and Bian Qiao's arm was on the side of his face, and he leaned down to support him.

"Mangy dog." Bian Qiao's forehead hair drooped a little, and he looked at him with slightly downcast eyes.

"Are you scolding me?" Gou Xiaohe has now learned to be proud of being favored, twisting his neck on purpose and glancing at him from the corner of his eye, "You didn't talk to me like this before you fell in love."

"Before falling in love, you scold less." Bian Qiao turned his face back, "Who wants to be ordinary friends?"

"Ordinary friends can't take a nap on the same bed?" Gou Xiaohe raised his hand to grab his neck, wanting to kiss him again.

"I don't have that habit." Bian Qiao pressed down with his strength, but instead of kissing, he buried his head in his neck and gently bit his Adam's apple, "I don't want to sleep with ordinary friends either."

It's unclear whether it was because of the sucking and biting on his neck, or because of the words behind Bianqiao, Gou Xiaohe wanted to pester someone inexplicably tonight, and his Adam's apple trembled, making him a little frizzy.

It may also be that in his own home, he has enough sense of security deep in his heart. He is a little more courageous today, and he has a little excitement about the more intimate behaviors.

"Baby," he swallowed, holding Bian Qiao's head and biting the pinnae of his ears, leaning against his face, and whispered in a tone of sharing secrets, "Are you feeling well this morning?"

"When you hit me?" Bian Qiao's voice also sank, his palm slipped in along Gou Xiaohe's clothes, and gently rubbed his waist, "Want to try it?"

Gou Xiaohe looked well-proportioned, not as thin as a firewood pile, but his body was really skinny.

He is narrow all over, with a thin back and a thin waist. His two hip bones are like two slightly protruding armrests, which prop up a narrow gap between the hem of his underwear and his flat belly.Bian Qiao's finger wiped through the gap, and he felt a great shock all over his body.

The feeling of blood filling his head was too vivid, he blushed, bent his legs suddenly, snorted uncontrollably from his throat, stood up and buried his eyes tightly on Bianqiao's shoulder.

"Try?"

Bian Qiao was like that evil old apple hag, wrapping his arms around his back and stabilizing his waist that was trying to curl up with the other, kissing and asking in his ear.

He was not in a hurry to get started, as if he thought it was very interesting to tease the children, he touched this and that, his eyes kept on Gou Xiaohe's face, trying to get more reactions from him.

In fact, it's just using your hands, and it's not a big deal.

A balance appeared in Gou Xiaohe's heart.

Anyway, he also touched Bianqiao, so it's not a disadvantage.

Although he thought so in his heart, it really made him agree, and Gou Xiaohe didn't have such a thick skin.

Thoughts were swinging left and right, I don't know whether it was the third floor or the direction of my aunt and uncle's room, when suddenly there was a heavy cracking sound.

With a muffled "bang", the dog Xiaohe fell asleep on the ground, jumped up and pinched his ears back.

"……what sound?"

Gou Xiaohe's scalp tightened, and he exchanged a glance with Bianqiao, propped himself up and looked towards the door in a daze, the sweet and greasy atmosphere between the two was instantly washed away.