【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

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The moonlight wove the sea tide, and came into the room from behind the two-story clear French windows, making the snow-white gauze curtains flutter and flutter, like the wings of a white butterfly fluttering after the rain.

All the lights in the room have been turned off. In the huge room, only a wall lamp by the bed is still softly emitting a warm and smoky yellow light, using a layer of warm light film to envelop the person who is trapped in the soft mattress. The two packed everything.

Zhang Jiale straddled Sun Zheping, the clothes on his upper body were taken off somewhere, his hair was let down, and the soft ends of his hair scratched Sun Zheping's neck from time to time.The two kissed back and forth, between the overlapping of their lips, as if no matter how many years of unspoken words, they could flow from one heart to the other at this very moment.

Riding on a unicycle at high speed

(It doesn't matter if the car overturns, as long as you know that they are having sex)

Moonlight spilled into the room from the floor-to-ceiling windows, fell on the bed, and outlined a soft white arc across the sheets.It was early morning, and most of the lights in the city were turned off, so the clear light that pierced through the dense darkness seemed pale and dazzling, reflecting Zhang Jiale's side face with a dreamy soft light.

Sun Zheping sat up from the bed, turned his head, and gently stroked Zhang Jiale's soft hair beside him.

Zhang Jiale was lying beside him, after all the tossing and tossing just now, he was exhausted and seemed to have fallen asleep.He who can fall asleep, his face does not have the peace and serenity bestowed by the darkness on most people.He frowned slightly, half of his cheek was buried in the soft pillow, but his body was curled up into a ball, and only one hand was still loosely intertwined with Sun Zheping, refusing to let go.

Sun Zheping gently brushed his bangs away, touched his wet hairline, and wanted to go to the bathroom and run water for the two of them to wash well.But when he wanted to take his hand out of Zhang Jiale's hand, the hand that was loosely holding him suddenly clenched tightly, like a dying person in a storm, catching the hand floating on the sea. the last straw.

As if thinking it was funny, Sun Zheping lowered his head, wanting to break Zhang Jiale's fingers.But when he lowered his head, he saw Zhang Jiale's lips moving quickly, as if he was talking about something.

He frowned slightly and leaned over to listen.However, the voice was too low, and he finally heard Zhang Jiale's words clearly when the warm air from Zhang Jiale's breath could brush the hairs on the pinnae of his ears.

Between Zhang Jiale's fluttering lips, accompanied by inaudible sobs, what he uttered over and over again were only three words——

"do not go."

He kept saying this sentence over and over again, not so hoarsely.But when he spat out those three words from his throat in a very soft voice, it was like a flower sunken in the sand, begging in a humble and extremely embarrassing manner.

The whispers in his ears were like a petrified spell, which made Sun Zheping unable to move half of his body for a split second.There was only one intercourse, followed by overwhelming pain.

It was as if molten iron poured into his chest, and the severe pain surged up with boundless pain, blocking his throat and nasal cavity, forcing the suffocating heat to flow from his eyes. out.

It turned out that his heart made of steel only needs this sentence, and it can be broken into pieces, with sharp edges and corners all over the place, and everything it can touch will be cut to blood.

He gently bent his fingers, held Zhang Jiale's hand back, and lay down again against his back, trying to tighten his embrace so that his chest could be closer to his back, and his heart could be closer to his heart. Getting closer, let their heartbeats thump into a lingering sound.

He kissed Zhang Jiale's soft white nape exposed in the moonlight over and over again, sniffed the familiar scent on his body, and let the winding silver-white water trails quietly paint over his face.

Zhang Jiale, Zhang Jiale, even kittens and dogs on the side of the road know how to hide when they are hurt, you fool...

Why don't you know how to hide?

Why don't you just hide, but when you meet this person who caused you pain again, you still go straight to him?

Zhang Jiale, you idiot,

You, the biggest fool in the world...