【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

It is a summer afternoon.

The sun outside is very good, even some are too good.

Zhang Jiale straightened his hands and feet, closed his eyes, and rolled on the ground.The smooth and hard concrete floor warmed his back, and the golden sunlight passed through the eyelids, and the bottom of the eyes was a scarlet scorching heat.

But so happy.

"Don't lie on the ground, get up."

Just like a lazy cat being caressed by the sun, someone suddenly tapped his waist gently with his toes.He covered his waist, sat up with a giggle, and stretched out his hand to the man: "It's not cold on the ground, I'm sure you won't catch a cold."

"I don't know what you're happy about." Sun Zheping stretched out his hand to pull him up, and rubbed the top of his hair casually: "What's so good about a rough-built house?"

"Why not!" Zhang Jiale held Sun Zheping's wrist with one hand, raised the other hand high, pointed at the plastered ceiling, and said solemnly, "In the future, a crystal lamp will be installed here! It will be particularly large, The kind that can blind people!"

Sun Zheping couldn't help frowning: "Then we don't want to drive it anymore."

"Of course." As if excited, Zhang Jiale took Sun Zheping's arm, his eyes sparkled, and he wandered around in the still empty rough room: "Look here, I'm going to hang a 34-inch No, for the [-]-inch TV, we need to put an oversized sofa here, the softest one, we can nest here together and watch the live broadcast of the game after we retire! There is also here!" He Turning around, stretching his arms again, he gestured exaggeratedly on the wall near the terrace for a while: "I want to make a - such a big flower stand here! There will be many, many, many flowers on it, and what kind of flowers will be placed in any season. The ones that haven't bloomed are placed outside on the terrace..."

When the sun fell on Zhang Jiale's face, it seemed as if a layer of fluffy foam had floated up. Although it was only the fine hairs on his face from a close look, it still scratched Sun Zheping's heart with a soft itch.Following his posture, he hugged Zhang Jiale's shoulders from behind, and there was some inexplicable dissatisfaction in his voice: "You like flowers, why have I never seen you raise them in the dormitory? I don't even know what you like now." .”

"So what if we don't know? Anyway, we still have a long, long time to find out." Zhang Jiale didn't struggle when he felt someone blowing maliciously in his ear, instead he smiled triumphantly: "If I were in the dormitory Plant flowers, and make sure that even your sleeping place can be occupied by my flowers."

"What are you afraid of? My bed is taken, I'll squeeze you." Sun Zheping smirked, Zhang Jiale turned around and made a grimace: "Who wants to squeeze you."

Sun Zheping still wanted to say something, but in the end he just looked at Zhang Jiale's uncontrollable excitement and blushing ear tips, slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed against his auricle: "Then It seems that the bedroom lacks a big bed."

Zhang Jiale was shivered by the heat around him, but he turned around and stole a kiss on Sun Zheping's chin, his eyes were full of narrow eyes: "It's better to make tatami mats, and when you enter the room, it becomes a bed, no matter how intense it is will collapse."

"What's wrong with really wanting to be intense? How about trying one place at a time in the future?"

"Bah, old rascal."

"Wow, what a shame, who said it was going to be fierce first?"

"Now your lust is intoxicating, and your IQ is basically negative. I don't want to talk to you."

"Haha, then wait until we buy this place, decorate it according to what you just said, and then try it one by one?"

"What are you waiting for, then I'll go through the formalities..."

"Have you brought your ID card?"

"Eh?"

"What about the account book?"

"Eh?!"

In the summer of K City, compared with other cities, the sun is not too hot and scorching, but greeted by the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, it also shines brightly in the well-lit rooms.

This is an ordinary family's house.

The wooden floor was an ordinary dark red color, covered with a faded blanket.The chandelier covered with man-made crystals is no longer as bright as it used to be because of some dust, and its plastic switch that is not often touched has turned a little beige.There is a pot of silk flowers of unknown species on the wooden TV cabinet. The leather sofa that looks like it has been a few years old has some fine flakes of skin at the junction of the armrest and the backrest. The intricately carved glass fruit bowl can be seen in a new color.

With a slight "squeak", the door opened slightly, and a head poked in from outside the house.

Zhang Jiale never thought that one day he would have to enter his house like a thief.

On weekdays, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother naturally went to work.There was no one in the house, but Zhang Jiale still tiptoed cautiously, bowed his waist, and tiptoed into the study following the vaguely retained images in his memory.

Standing on the chair, he quietly opened the second shelf of the third cabinet, removed the thick pile of letters and documents on it, and the red mooncake box that was pressed at the bottom was exposed.

Zhang Jiale held his breath, lifted the lid of the mooncake box a little, squinted his eyes and looked in, finally couldn't suppress the tension and excitement in his heart, bit his lower lip and laughed.

He cautiously stretched out two fingers, picked out a small booklet with a dark red cover from the opening of the mooncake box, and held it in his hand. The booklet that he was too lazy to look at in the past seemed to have some magical power at this time As if, his heartbeat was so fast that it was hard to suppress, and the scalding blood kept burning in his blood vessels, making his cheeks hot.

At this moment, the study door that he had gently closed was pushed open heavily.

"You thief broke into private houses in broad daylight! You are not small!"

With a loud shout, it was Zhang's father who appeared at the door carrying a kitchen knife at home.

Zhang Jiale was startled, his feet were unsteady, and he tried to grab something to stabilize his body, but finally staggered and fell to the ground with the mooncake box on the cabinet.

All kinds of small books and pamphlets in the moon cake box poured all over the floor. Zhang Jiale sat in the mess and looked up to see his father, but he became more and more panicked, and subconsciously pushed the hand that was still holding the household registration book behind his back .

The corners of Zhang's father's eyes twitched, he turned around and put the kitchen knife back in the kitchen, and when he returned to the study, Zhang Jiale had already started to clean up the mess, but his head was so low that he was about to bury his face in his chest.Even though his head was lowered, Zhang Jiale could still feel Zhang's father's eyes on him, and in embarrassment, he said with a dry smile, "Dad came back early today..."

"If you don't come back sooner, how can you find out that you brat is planning to register your family's household registration?" Father Zhang slapped Zhang Jiale on the head, but looked at his "good son" covering his head angrily and amusedly. , staring with innocent eyes: "I don't have it, I'm here to find a copy of my previous ID card, the team needs to use it..."

Father Zhang grabbed Zhang Jiale's thin wrist with one hand and pulled him up, and patted his ass with the other: "What is this?"

"This is it!" As if being shocked, Zhang Jiale straightened up suddenly, covering the back pockets of his trousers with both hands, but the innocence on his face finally couldn't be held back.He bit his lip, not daring to look into Zhang's father's eyes, and turned his head away: "I've seen a house outside, and I want to buy it..."

Unexpectedly, Dad Zhang laughed with a clear face: "It's just buying a house, just tell me and your mother. Seeing your guilty look, if you don't know, you may think that you are going to steal your household registration book and marry a girl Go secretly to get the certificate."

It was only then that Zhang Jiale thought of another use for the household registration book, and his cheeks blushed instantly.

But he bought that suite, isn't it just for...

Unable to withstand such stimulation, the brain froze with a "boom", and finally resumed operation after several struggles. Zhang Jiale finally came up with an excuse after searching his brains, and stammered: "I...I'm afraid of you...you say... ...say I wasted money!"

"Boy is so young to make money to buy a house by himself. This is a great prospect." Zhang's father laughed, with a complacent expression on his face, he patted Zhang Jiale's head, and almost wrote "My son has finally learned how to bow cabbage" a few times on his face. Big characters: "It doesn't matter which little girl you really want to elope with, your mother and I are very open-minded, take whoever you like home and let us see, we won't interfere with you."

"What! No! No!" Zhang Jiale blushed with embarrassment, hurriedly put the documents scattered all over the floor back into the mooncake box and put them back in their original place, then rushed out of Zhang's father with his head down.

"In such a hurry?" Zhang's father leaned against the door frame and looked at his son's cramped wearing shoes with a smile on his face, and said unhurriedly, "Why don't you stay home and have dinner before leaving?"

"No! The door will be closed later!" Zhang Jiale didn't dare to look back, and rushed out of the house.

Zhang's father finally couldn't hold it back anymore, he laughed gloatingly, and put back the letterhead and documents that Zhang Jiale had randomly put on the desk.

When Zhang Jiale, who was exhausted and slumped on the bed, poured out his bitterness to Sun Zheping when he returned to the small building after completing the formalities, the person beside him laughed without sympathy.

Zhang Jiale was so upset that he took out the pillow under his head and threw it on the face of Sun Zheping on the next bed: "Smile!"

Sun Zheping caught the pillow, but climbed onto Zhang Jiale's bed: "You said, why don't we get the certificate while the iron is hot, and not disappoint your father's painstaking efforts?"

At that moment, the heart almost stopped beating.

Zhang Jiale opened his eyes, and he was facing Sun Zheping's eyes.The light in the room was not turned on, and the moonlight outside the window fell into the room, and it fell into his eyes like a piece of shattered silver. Between the flickering, it was a joke or a promise, and Zhang Jiale didn't dare to delve into it.Their faces were so close, the tip of his nose was rubbing against Sun Zheping's, and their breaths were intertwined, which was actually more tender and heart-palpitating than when the two were lingering wildly.

The heart was beating in his chest, so vividly and so fast that his blood flow was almost painful.

But it is so happy.

He was so happy that he didn't dare to think about it and secretly expected that such happiness would be eternal.

Finally, he turned his face away, snatched the pillow from Sun Zheping's hands and covered his head, and said in a muffled voice:

"Don't make trouble."