Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

The sky is bright, I seem to have forgotten to draw the curtains last night, the windows in the village are connected to the kang, the sun is pouring in, I am hot from the sun, and my body is also sticky and uncomfortable.

I tried to turn over and move, but I couldn't say anything behind me. I froze. I wanted to attack the scumbag who didn't take safety measures or clean up, but found that there was no one around me.

Vaguely, I heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, within about 10 minutes, the sound of running water stopped, and He Shi came out from inside, with a thin towel tied around his waist, which was tightly tied and could not cover it.

I looked away and asked him why he didn't take safety measures.

He picked up a small box from the ground, lifted it up and looked at the words on it, then handed it to me, and said innocently: "Dad bought 12 small boxes, and the model is wrong. Last time, I barely used some. Not enough."

I was a little ashamed, and threw the small box on his abs, "Then you won't stop?"

His expression became more innocent, he caught the packing box and threw it into the trash can, "You didn't want to."

Then he took out his phone and rummaged through something, then handed it to me.

I frowned and took it, the screen displayed a recording, I suddenly had an ominous premonition, and my hands trembled when I pressed the play button.

The recording starts playing:

"Brother Meng, this is the last one, and it will be over after this time."

"Well, no matter, but also..."

"Brother Meng, don't joke, you will blame me again when you wake up."

"Well... I want to..."

I quickly pressed the recording, quit, delete, and clear the recycle bin as a one-stop service.

I was a big fool. Although the voice was artificial and disgusting, I could tell that it was indeed my own voice.

But...why don't I remember all of them!

At the moment, I really want to dig through the earthen kang, get into the hole and never wake up from a long sleep, because my voice in the recording is really annoying.

My ashamed heart, trembling hands, "Then... I don't want to take a bath?"

"As soon as I moved you, you cried and didn't let me go. It was too late, and you had a fever, so you didn't wash." He pursed his mouth, "I didn't wash myself, I just woke up. , but you blame me."

My face instantly became hot, but unfortunately there is no mirror nearby, so I can't see my own face, but I'm sure, that color is definitely worth more than bloodstone.

The education I received since I was a child told me that I might become another person after getting drunk, so I should quit smoking and drinking to keep myself safe, so I have quit drinking, except when I am very happy, I basically don’t drink.

But why no one told me that some people are honest on the surface, but as soon as they feel happy, they start to talk nonsense and come alive!

I leaned on the edge of the kang to get out of bed, ignoring the pain in my back, leaning on the wall and shutting myself into the bathroom. The door panel slammed and the windows shook, it was like passing a train at the door of my house.

I started to take a shower. This should be the longest time I have taken in my life. Not how long it actually took, but the embarrassing recordings that kept echoing in my head made my days feel like years.

In the recording, the roles of He Shi and I seem to be completely reversed. His voice is steady, mature, deep and powerful.

Mine, I just hehe mine, intermittent, weak, zero batches.

It’s not good to be nervous, and it’s not good to lie flat, ah, I really want to ask netizens for help, what kind of state of mind should be maintained when having sex!

Until I heard a knock on the door, "Brother Meng, the director is on the phone."

Business matters, I suppressed the restlessness disturbed by the recording, picked up a handful of water, and cleared away the yellow waste in my mind.

There is still a script reading this afternoon, I have to pack up quickly, put on a bath towel, unscrew the doorknob, try not to make eye contact with He Shi, take the phone and get under the covers again, "Director."

"See you, I asked the props teacher to send you a box of clothes. I wore the clothes in that box during the filming. It will arrive in a while."

The director's small note said that he should integrate into the local life and provide all-round basic necessities of life, but he didn't expect him to be so thoughtful, and he was ready to send it over.

I hurriedly responded, "Okay, hard work director."

It wasn't long before the shooting started, and he was also very busy, so he hung up the phone in a hurry, leaving He Shi and I staring at each other. Fortunately, within a few seconds of staring, there was a knock on the door, probably the prop teacher had come.

I didn't wear any clothes and stayed where I was, He Shi went out voluntarily, brought back a big cardboard box, put it on the ground, and I asked him to open it.

It's full of clothes.

They are so authentically worn that they look like they were stolen from Grandpa's era, except for the collar tags that show the exact year they were made, and there are even a few that look exactly like some of Grandpa's clothes.

In particular, there is a light blue short-sleeved cardigan that my grandfather would like to wear every day in summer. Although it doesn't fit well, it almost looks too big.

There are two scripts on the bottom of the box, which are the first part of our reading in the afternoon.

He Shi handed it to me, and I opened it and read it. Although I read the script now, it is about the same as an American studying oracle bone inscriptions.

I don't want to do anything else... That recording just had a huge impact!So embarrassing!I can't get rid of it!

It’s really not that I’m thin-skinned, the audio of myself making love is heard by my sober self, and it’s not embarrassing for anyone. The effect is not much worse than being caught by my parents having sex with my partner.

Fellow earthlings, let Archimedes pry the earth if he wants to. If he pries it away, I will pick another one for you.

I even planned to keep "studying hard" like this until I went to read.

But He Shi still broke the strange tranquility, "Brother Meng, let's end this relationship between us."

?

"You, you...what did you say?" My heartbeat stopped for an instant, my mind was in chaos, and I even thought I had heard it wrong.

But he lowered his head and said it a second time, which made me completely stunned. Could it be... When I was talking nonsense last night, did I confess my love?

Is it me who killed me or the love of the fertilized egg?Is that guy one gone?Do I have to pay liquidated damages?

No, it seems that the contract hasn't been signed yet, it's fine, fine, it's okay without losing money.

But still couldn't stop the flustered heartbeat, and asked tentatively: "Did I say anything else last night?"

I finally had the courage to look up at him, because I had to determine his eyes and expression immediately to see if he was disgusted or bored.

But... why is he blushing suddenly?

Then I probably didn't confess.

"You always ask me." He Shi opened his mouth and only said half a sentence, but the second half seemed hard to say. In the end, he took pity on my curious eyes and told me, "Ask me why I look so good-looking."

I:"……."

Is this as blushing?I usually praise him for his good looks.

Me: "That's it?"

He: "There are more."

He continued, "You praised me...big."

I:"!"

As for it, this time it's really about it, when I was having sex, what the hell did I go wrong with?

My face returned to the tropical rainforest, and there seemed to be tens of thousands of dinosaurs running wildly in my mind, and then the meteorite fell to the earth and wiped out the dinosaurs in my mind. Two monkey butts looked at each other in No. 194 Luopozhuang.

I forcefully displayed the calmness of an old man, "Ahem, that, why Shi, I'm just praising you, so why did you end the relationship?"

I pretended not to care, and my tone was calm, but my hands in the quilt almost rubbed the quilt so that it caught fire on the spot.

"You are unhappy." He turned his head and looked at me directly, "Every time after the cloud and rain, you wake up and ignore me with anger in your eyes."

Misunderstanding, big misunderstanding, I was shy and embarrassed, and it had nothing to do with hating anyone.

Or maybe, it may be that I feel too ashamed of me in intimacy, so I don't want to mention it afterwards, and deliberately avoid it.

"It's hard for me to force others. Since Brother Meng hates me so much, then how can I force it." He said, folded his hands on his knees, looked away with drooping eyelids, with a chest in his chest.

Listening to his tone and watching his actions, I suddenly realized that things didn't seem that simple.

Because an old friend came to see me, the one from "A Dream of Red Mansions".

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