【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

· Husband and wife do not stand overnight

·Cooperate with BGM "Palpitation!"

The moonlight shattered on the sea surface, rippling along with the tide on the asphalt road on the shore.There is a boat in the water, parked along the port, and the white sampan reflects the neon lights of the hotel next to it, like shells shining beautifully on the beach under the sun.

The roadside lights and shadows alternately pass through the car window, illuminating the faces of the people in the car.Zhang Jiale turned his head slightly, secretly looking at the person beside him who had been away from him for five years.

Same as five years ago, with a tall nose bridge, a handsome silhouette, and stiff and short hair.This person is still the one he used to like the most.But he didn't dare to look closely, for fear that in his eyes hidden in the darkness, he would see a strangeness that he dared not admit.

From the player passage of Tyranny Club to the compartment, Sun Zheping never let go of Zhang Jiale's wrist, as if he was afraid that Zhang Jiale would escape.Zhang Jiale felt a flash of shaking and trembling amidst the steady strength as before.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that he didn't seem to know the person around him as well as he thought.

Before he could continue to think about it, the car slowly stopped in front of the hotel.The doorman in a somewhat funny uniform gently opened the car door, and the cool salty sea breeze squeezed into the car, and then got into Zhang Jiale's lungs, choking him to close his eyes.

The air smelled of orange blossoms. Behind the clear revolving door, the warm yellow lights in the hotel weaved into a dim and ambiguous curtain of light, shining through the night on the pitch-black car, like the dawn of dawn.

Zhang Jiale raised his eyes to see that Sun Zheping was looking at him, and he didn't intend to let go, only the light in his eyes was flickering.He raised his eyebrows and smiled suddenly: "It's all here, I won't run away."

Sun Zheping looked at his smile, the mask of forced calm was still hanging stubbornly on his face, he seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth, but in the end nothing came out.Zhang Jiale waited curled up in the darkness, the hand around his wrist loosened and clenched again, even if he let go, he still hesitated.

For some reason, looking at Sun Zheping like this, the heart in Zhang Jiale's chest that he thought had been numb a long time ago ached again.

With his head down, he followed Sun Zheping and walked into the hotel elevator in silence.The elevator wasn't cramped, but even though it was made more spacious by the polished mirror curtain wall inlaid around it, the surrounding air was still so compressed that Zhang Jiale couldn't breathe.He looked at Sun Zheping's tense back, but after all, he still didn't have the courage to look in the mirror. Once again, he and Sun Zheping's faces were framed in the same picture.The red light from the numbers on the display screen was blurred, and the soft and fluffy touch of the carpet under his feet spread to his brain along his toes, and the sweet citrus fragrance of the air freshener permeated the air. In a trance, he even thought he was dreaming.

The elevator door opened slowly on the No.20 floor, but Sun Zheping didn't move.It wasn't until the elevator door slowly closed again that he took a deep breath. As if he had made some important decision, he pressed the button to open the door, turned around and stretched out his hand to Zhang Jiale.

Zhang Jiale looked at Sun Zheping, and when the words of refusal touched the look in his eyes, all of them dispersed in the almost frozen air in a split second.He stretched out his hand towards the bandaged hand, but when his fingertips were about to touch his palm, he withdrew his hand and walked straight out of the elevator.

Sun Zheping was taken aback for a moment, and smiled silently like a sigh, but there was still a bit of loneliness in his brows.As if deliberately avoiding the strange look on his face, Zhang Jiale buried his head extremely low, and followed behind Sun Zheping, his footsteps sank in the soft carpet, only making a few ripples.

He didn't dare to hold Sun Zheping's hand.

In the past five years, the person who had appeared in his dreams countless times only came to him under the misty moonlight tonight.He obviously has so many things he wants to tell him.Countless grievances, bitterness, bitterness, and the frustrations and sighs he has experienced over the years, when it came to his lips at that moment, they all suddenly turned into anger.

He thought that at this time, whether he was happy or sad, he should cry.

But for some reason, his eyes were inexplicably swollen and painful, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

The tactile feeling of the punch that was swung towards Sun Zheping, when he experienced it again at this moment, became a little more unreal.Under the moonlight, even Sun Zheping's eyes seemed ethereal.At that moment, Zhang Jiale suddenly became afraid.He no longer dared to let himself continue to sink into this seemingly too real dream, as if he just touched it lightly, and the heat of the person in front of him would be shattered along with this dream, leaving only one Sweat and tears, waking up alone in a dark room.

He thought maybe he was really lonely for too long.

All these years he has struggled to support the road down, and all the secrets he suppressed, it seems that after the appearance of this person, they will be stirred up again, and the fortress he built with great difficulty will be smashed all at once. .

He thought a little discouraged, no matter how much he told himself he hated the person in front of him before, he couldn't lie to himself after all.Even after five years, when I saw this person again, every cell in my body was clamoring for his touch.

The longing is deep, and as time goes by, it seems that the pain is so great that he is unable to refuse any opportunity to get close to this person.

Now that he has come here, he knows what will happen next.He was not an innocent and ignorant young man. For a long time, he and Sun Zheping would rush to take off each other's pants almost when they got home.

But here and now, following behind the silent Sun Zheping, Zhang Jiale's almost overwhelmed heart sank deeper into the swamp of despair with every step he took.

He was suddenly a little confused.

He didn't know whether his choice was just his wishful thinking.

But, even if he knew it was just his wishful thinking, would he have the heart to shake off the long-lost warmth wrapped around his wrist?

He smiled helplessly.

Zhang Jiale, you are really a bitch.

With the pleasant sound of the lock tongue sliding open, Sun Zheping took out his key card and opened the door.The room was dark, like a mouth that was about to swallow them.Zhang Jiale stopped at the door, looked up at Sun Zheping: "If you have anything to say, just say it here."

But somehow this sentence touched Sun Zheping's back, his expression darkened in an instant.Zhang Jiale bit his lip, thinking about how to explain, but a strong force grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the room.

Then came a storm of kisses.

The door closed behind him, blocking the last light in the corridor.In the darkness, he couldn't see Sun Zheping's face clearly, he could only feel a mass of hot, scorching kisses that seemed to tear him into pieces.The person in front of him seemed to be very eager, and the kiss on his lips was trembling, but it was so powerful, with irresistible determination.The teeth collided with each other, before Zhang Jiale could even feel the pain, there was only a buzzing in his ears.

The sound of the water between the lips and teeth, accompanied by the delicate sound of the rubbing of the cloth, was coiled in the ambiguous darkness.The breath was entangled viscously, and the back rubbed against the cold wall.Perhaps because of suffocation, Zhang Jiale couldn't think. With his eyes closed, he only knew that every bone, every muscle, and every drop of blood in his body were cheering. The body, a little bit tighter.

Suddenly, the hand that had been tightly holding his wrist loosened its strength, and slowly penetrated from the hem of his skirt, and climbed up his back little by little.The hot palm touched his icy skin which had been ironed by the wall, but the subtle temperature difference was like a heavy hammer, smashing all the charming things stuck in his heart into pieces.

Zhang Jiale opened his eyes.

He didn't struggle, but the hands tightly wrapped around Sun Zheping slowly let go.Sensing his change, Sun Zheping also opened his eyes, and it was Zhang Jiale's calm eyes that fell into his line of sight.

His breathing was stagnant for a second, but immediately he pressed his lips against Zhang Jiale with a more intense temperature.Zhang Jiale didn't hide, just stared at him, and after a while, he shifted his gaze to the colorful lights of Q City reflected on the sea outside the window along with the moonlight and stars: "What are we doing like this?"

Sun Zheping looked at him, his lips were trembling, and even the hands lightly covering Zhang Jiale's back were trembling, but he stared at Zhang Jiale stubbornly and seriously, his eyes almost piercing him: "As long as you say 'no', I'm not going to continue."

Zhang Jiale withdrew his gaze and raised his head to meet Sun Zheping's eyes.In the dark room, those eyes looked very gentle.He suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled out the room card from Sun Zheping's hand, and groped to insert it into the power slot.The instantly lit lights around Sun Zheping made it impossible to hide the hesitation and pain written on Sun Zheping's face.But looking at him in a panic, Zhang Jiale pulled one corner of his mouth.

Provocatively, he looked straight into the eyes of Sun Zheping who was beginning to avoid his gaze, and quickly stretched out his hands to hold the back of Sun Zheping's head, leaned forward, and pressed his lips heavily again.

At this moment, in the bright light cast from all directions, perhaps what is left of the two of them is nothing but the pride and self-esteem that cannot be cleaned up, weathered into fine dust and smoke.

It seems that he has returned to the time when he was an ignorant teenager, and no one mentions the so-called "skill" at this time.This kiss, in the end, turned out to be more like the bite of a wild beast.The teeth were knocked together, breathing was forgotten, the saliva could not be swallowed smoothly, and the transparent water stain could only slide down the neck all the way into the neckline, and soaked into Zhang Jiale's black clothes.The smell of blood filled their mouths, but they all seemed to feel that it was not enough and needed more.

More, more, just tear the person in front of him into pieces and swallow them with blood.

It wasn't until Zhang Jiale's feet were so weak that he couldn't stand anymore that Sun Zheping released him panting heavily, supporting his body that was about to slide along the wall and sit on the ground, with a beast-like light in his eyes: "Have you thought it through clearly?" .”

Zhang Jiale smiled with eyes closed, didn't answer, just buried his face gently into Sun Zheping's shoulder.

But it's just cheap.

In front of this person, what else is there to be proud of that he must hold on to?

So, indulge this one last time.