Namco's soul

Gongbu was ashamed that he reacted so suddenly after he was almost hypoxic, he pushed Zhao Zihao away with all his strength.

"Haven't you always felt my heart?" Zhao Zihao took his hand.

Naturally, I can feel it. Although Kampot is very simple, he is not a person with low EQ.He knew what liking was like, and he could naturally feel Mr. Zhao's affection for him beyond liking.

But he didn't understand his own mind, but it seemed that things happened so naturally.

"You don't hate me either, do you? You don't dislike me doing this to you, do you?"

"This should be something you do to the girl you like." Gonpo still frowned.

"Tsk."

It was the first time that Gongbu saw Mr. Zhao Zihao showing such an angry and impatient expression, although it was only for a moment.

But it still made Gonpo feel astonished.Suddenly Gongbu saw the ring flashing under the light again.

Gonpo frowned even tighter, and he felt a little heartache.

He held back Zhao Zihao's generous palm, and said with a serious face and earnestness: "Mr. Zhao Zihao, even if you really have some feelings for me, or with the girls in the future...well, boys really love each other, You can't act recklessly, a man must be loyal to his family. You are a man with a wife, so you can't just throw it away."

"...What?" Zhao Zihao was at a loss.

"Are you talking about my ring?" Zhao Zihao smiled deeply.

"Actually, this is my mother's ring. I, like you, have no parents. It's just that my parents divorced when I was still young. My mother brought me up to adulthood and passed away. She couldn't let go of herself. Failed marriage but also happy for me, just left me the ring on his deathbed."

Zhao Zihao touched his ring, it was silver-gray in color, and the fine stripes had already been smoothed away.

"Sometimes I feel that I am very similar to you. Seeing you is like seeing another possibility of myself. Ah, it is impossible. I can't live as truly as you, so calm and peaceful. Indeed." Zhao Zihao caressed Gongbu's face, his pupils reflected the brilliance of the bonfire.

Gonpo was a little nervous, and he turned his eyes away from Mr. Zhao's eyes.

"You are only 19 years old, but I am 30 years old. My mother always hoped that I could find a virtuous and considerate wife, but I could never do it."

Because Mr. Zhao is gay...

"I'm not young anymore, but I met you at such a time, even though you are still so young, you still have a lot of time to get to know better places and more people."

Zhao Zihao held Gongbu's hand a little harder, but finally let go.

For a while, Gongbu saw Mr. Zhao Zihao tilting his head and humming a song softly, but Gongbu hadn't heard many Chinese songs, only the deep voice flowed into his ears little by little. .

Mr. Zhao Zihao will also have such a side...Gonpo thought briefly.

The people around the campfire were all tired and scattered, and the dry and cold wind made Kampot's face flushed.

Zhao Zihao wrapped his coat around Gonpo.

"...Actually, I'm not as good as you say."

"No, you never know how good you are."

……

The water in Namtso is blue, with a bowl of starry sky at night and a snow-capped mountain in the daytime.

During the season of Frost’s Descent, the herdsmen don’t come out to herd yaks and sheep so often. They are busy preparing food for the winter. Under the grasslands and snow-capped mountains, the gods of Xiannairi quietly protect the most simple herdsmen here. them.

Kampot stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.Zhao Zihao and his team kept discussing with the blueprints, but Kampot couldn't understand much, because sometimes they communicated in Chinese and sometimes in English.

Mr. Zhao told him last night that he was leaving and going back to the east, because the project in Tibet was about to be completed.

Are you leaving so soon?You have only been here for 3 months, you haven’t seen our butter lantern festival, you haven’t tasted our Kasai and Qima, you haven’t been to our city, and you haven’t seen the The lama grandpa I raised...

He stopped abruptly because he saw Mr. Zhao Zihao looking at him.

The air is full of depression.

Gonpo sighed, feeling that everything in this world has become so complicated, only the snow in the distance is still pure white.

"looking at what?"

"It's nothing." Gongbu didn't know what expression to face Mr. Zhao Zihao.

Zhao Zihao gently hugged Gongbu's shoulders.

"You don't have to be troubled, liking you and wanting to take care of you are all my own feelings, and I am honored for that."

The young man in his arms was tall and thin, wearing a loose Tibetan robe, he hugged him very warmly.

But the boy gently pushed him away.The boy frowned tightly.

"No, this is not your problem alone, I am also responsible, you are so kind to me..." It's really like my grandma.

"But I'm too indecisive. I don't know if I like you, or just a temporary novelty or dependence."

"It would be unfair to you if I responded to you before I figured out my feelings for you." Gonpo's tone was very light.

The corners of Zhao Zihao's mouth rose little by little, and in the end it was almost impossible to hide his emotions at all.

He suddenly kissed Gong Po's lips.

This made Kampot very confused. So, it is not good to do this in public, are people in big cities so open...

Before Gongbu wanted to push him away again, Zhao Zihao had already opened the distance between the two of them.

He whispered in Gongpot's ear, "You are so cute."