Crush in marriage

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the bar street in Jinsong City officially entered the night market.

The most well-known of these is the "Night Color Bar" with the same name as the whole street.

At the bar, the young man shook the glass in his hand, watching the spherical ice cubes swimming repeatedly in the liqueur in boredom.

The smoky yellow light from the ceiling shone vertically, refracted from the multi-cut shape of the cup body, and scattered on his clean and slender knuckles.

He is thin and thin, with a black peaked cap covering most of his face, and he has an aura of keeping strangers away from him.

"Time to find."

Duan Songfei called out, seeing that people ignored him, he moved his elbow and bumped him: "Hey, I'm calling you."

The wine in his hand swayed, leaving shallow water marks on the wall.

Shi Xun put down the cup and snapped off the transparent earplug: "What's the matter?"

Duan Songfei gave a contemptuous "tsk": "No, what are you doing? You can come up with new operations every day, go to the bar and wear earplugs, what are you doing?"

Shi Xun slightly raised his chin in displeasure: "Did I want to come?"

Duan Songfei raised his eyebrows slightly, and responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you don't want to."

Time to look back.

The surrounding music was loud, so Shi Xun pushed the earplugs until he could barely hear the other party's words.

The reason why he reluctantly spent three months in the bar is full of drama.

Three months ago, the family arranged a marriage for him, and the other family had only one request, that he must be obedient.

I can search for anything, but I don't know how to write the word "obedient".

He knew that the other party's family would definitely send someone to check on him, so he simply moved out of the school dormitory and lived in a hotel near the bar.

Those who came to follow his whereabouts could often find out, but three months have passed, and he has not waited for the news that the other party voluntarily broke the engagement.

Thinking of this, he took a sip of the wine in his glass unhappily.

Beside him, Duan Songfei said again: "Hey, why don't you quickly find someone you like and get married, as long as you have a goal, I promise to help you get it done quickly with more than ten years of love experience, and prevent forced marriage from the root cause."

"Ten years?" Shi Xun leaned on the bar with one elbow, and glanced at him leisurely, "Are you in love?"

Duan Songfei put down the wine glass in his hand, and rubbed it towards him along the table: "You look like this...have you ever been in love?"

Hearing this, Shi Xun's voice choked up instantly.

The overhead light closest to him suddenly went out, as if he was also tired of the luxuries around him.

In a daze, his memory returned to the evening 11 years ago, when he frantically chased the boy who left with his suitcase.

A street lamp just turned on, and suddenly went out.

The supplemental warm light of the evening disconnected, leaving a lingering gap of darkness.

Shi Xun's hand nervously grasped the suitcase of the other party: "Because, because I like you."

The coldness of early spring pressed on his face mercilessly, and the white air he exhaled was dense on the glasses, forming a loose barrier between the two of them.

A gust of cold wind passed by, crushing the eager heart of the young man.

What he got was a gentle "but I don't like you" that faded away from all the past.

The lights above the head flickered, continuing to work as if they were flashing back.

Shi Xun restrained his thoughts, lowered his eyes silently, and laughed at himself: "I would like to, but I don't want to."

"Huh?" Duan Songfei was delighted, "Who doesn't have eyes and will reject you?"

Shi Xun gave a wry smile and didn't speak.

He didn't want to mention this matter, picked up his phone to check the time, and took off his hat.

"Sleepy." Shi Xun put his hat on Duan Songfei's head, got up and left, "Continue to 'stand guard' for me, thank you."

Shi Xun doesn't like this kind of crowded and noisy place, but fortunately Duan Songfei has a similar figure to him, and wearing his hat in this kind of dimly lit place is enough to fool those unwary stalkers.

He avoided the crowd and walked around through the back door.

The fresh air outside the bar poured in, relieving the boredom in his chest.

He turned on the phone, cut into the photo album habitually, and clicked on the ID photo he browsed recently.

The person in the ID photo had bright eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a serious look in his eyes that couldn't hide his high spirits.

And at the bottom of the photo, there is a watermark that is so transparent that it can hardly be seen clearly - "Bo Chen's death".

Shi Xun closed his eyes and turned off the screen.

He relaxed his brows, and murmured to himself, "Why did it open again...I really drank too much."

The lingering wind at night wrapped in a slight coolness, urging him to wake up.

He squeezed his phone tightly and walked towards the hotel.

In the lobby of the hotel, the front desk was answering the phone and responded obediently.

Shi Xun didn't stay long, and went directly into the elevator.

"drop--"

The door card was recognized successfully, and Shi Xun walked into the room.

The room was dark, only the dim light in the corridor reluctantly entered through the crack of the door.

Shi Xun reached out to bring the door card closer to the card slot, but finally took it back.

He walked forward along the memory.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether the light is turned on or not, and today it is still only him.

Quiet nights are the best places for out-of-the-ordinary thoughts.

Inexplicably, he recalled the words Song Fei told him to find someone he likes to marry in the bar.

The old name of Bo Chen flashed through his mind, and he quickly pressed it down.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear that unrealistic fantasy.

Now that the engagement has passed for such a long time, if the other party doesn't make any moves, he can only speak up and call off the engagement.

He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.

Before the sigh was over, there was a sudden burst of hot force on the wrist.

Shi Xun's whole body was shocked.

He grabbed the hand back neatly and slammed it on the opponent's chest.

"Who!"

The large movement evokes the sensor lamp at the head of the bed.

The light was faintly depressed, falling on a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

At that moment, Shi Xun felt that everything was unreal.

The person lying on his bed was none other than the person who entered his dream countless times in the past 11 years, and left without mercy even before waking up from the dream.

The moment he saw that face, Shi Xun's anger evaporated without a trace.

He drew his strength slowly and stagnantly, his words were full of shock: "Bai, why is Bo Chen..."

Bo Chengu frowned slightly, the confusion in his eyes couldn't hide the indifference engraved in them by time, the expression overlapped but did not coincide with the expression in his memory.

Shi Xun wanted to stand up gracefully first, but found that his body was already too stiff to move.

He tried to pull away several times, but finally he only asked dryly, "You, why are you here?"

Bo Chengu's lips moved, and he murmured to himself in a low voice: "I seem to be dreaming of you again."

The voice was small and muffled, Shi Xun was half wearing earplugs, and couldn't hear a word, so he could only ask, "What did you say?"

Shi Xun didn't get the answer, but Bai Chengu raised his hand inexplicably, leaning closer to him inch by inch.

He didn't dare to blink, and his breathing was forced to become lighter.

The moving fingertips landed on the corners of his eyes, and the shallow fingerprints gently rubbed against his skin, as if they were afraid of breaking something.

The corners of Bo Chengu's mouth were lightly raised, just like the smiles they had shown to him countless times before they parted, warming his loneliness.

The long-lost smile fluctuates old memories, blurring the boundaries between the present and the past.

Suddenly, a hand was pushed on the back of his head, and Shi Xun unexpectedly leaned down, and precisely pressed the other's lips.

Shi Xun's brain crashed immediately, and his palms were hanging in the air, with nowhere to put them.

Bo Shengu's fingertips meandered through his hair, blocking the possibility of him escaping.

Two soft lips wrapped around him, sucking softly.

Everything happened so fast, Shi Xun completely forgot to refuse, and was forced to meet the sudden dream come true.

The heart beats sluggishly to keep up with the rhythm, frantically bouncing in the chest cavity, and the brain is like a sea tide, roaring and rolling up the stormy waves.

He had imagined Bai Chen's kiss countless times, but the reality was far more captivating than all his imaginations combined.

Shi Xun didn't dare to close his eyes, he just wanted to stay in this moment forever, even if he could only leave a moment of emptiness.

But Bo Shengu didn't seem to be satisfied with this.

The fingertips on Shi Xun's neck slid without warning, along the trembling of his skin, catching his heartbeat through the thin clothing.

Greed gradually tore apart the gentle shell, revealing the desire and lust inside.

Accompanied by the extravagant kiss, Bo Shengu's hands moved over his body more and more boldly, and began to pull his clothes.

The slight coolness between the skin and the air brings about changes, forcing Shi Xun to regain some sobriety in the sea of ​​drowning.

The earplugs loosened a lot after a lot of tossing, and they hung weakly beside his ears.

Shi Xun questioned in a vague voice, and also used this to warn himself: "Bo Chen, are you crazy?"

He didn't wait for a response, but his eyes spun around in an instant.

Bo Chen therefore turned over and continued to take his body temperature without restraint.

The flimsy quilt was put down, and it was pressed on him together with Bo Shengu.

"I miss you."

Bo Shengu's deep voice fell into Shi Xun's ears, and the syllables frenziedly tore at his reason, trying to drag him into love and desire.

"Cha-"

The zipper slid down rapidly, and the sound of pulling came into Shi Xun's ears clearly.

The situation was on the brink of collapse.

Shi Xun swallowed with difficulty, tried his best to grab the last sliver of clarity in his mind, and pushed Bai Chengu away.

It seemed that he couldn't even maintain a steady breath: "Bo Chen, do you know who you are talking to?"

Bo Chen suddenly stopped.

In the silence, breaths and breaths are intertwined with each other, silently expressing the most extreme ambiguity.

Bai Chen's shiny eyes were covered with a layer of grayness, and emotions that seemed to be sad overflowed and flowed heavily on Shi Xun's body.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and his moist lips trembled slightly: "I miss you so much."

He eased, and finally called out the name.

"A Xun."

After finishing speaking, Bo Chen pulled down the palm that was on his chest when he was looking for it, and pressed it firmly.

The sheets crease unexpectedly, recording the desire to break through the boundaries.

When looking for breath stagnation.

The rationality full of cracks was completely shattered, he let go of his strength, and let himself meet Bai Chengu's kiss.

The sensor light went off quietly, and the room returned to darkness.

The mobile phone accidentally fell to the ground, and the lit screen stayed on the interface of the ID photo.

Extraordinary glance.

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