unspeakable ice

Xia Cong didn't expect that Yu Xiaolong said he would pack his things when he came back, but he actually took away very little, except for the suitcase, which was a cardboard box in his hand, and the suitcase was too light.

After returning, Xia Cong watched him shake off a few summer clothes and put them in the closet. He sat on the bed, put his hands behind his back, watched for a while and frowned, "Don't you have winter clothes?"

Yu Xiaolong is not as particular as he is. His clothes are always washed in the washing machine and put in the closet. Xia Cong naturally handed him a hanger when he was busy tidying up, and motioned him to hang it up.

His clothes are just across the door, occupying a large area, perhaps larger than Yu Xiaolong's entire wardrobe in the mansion. Clothes and accessories of different styles in different seasons are neatly arranged by category.

Some Yu Xiaolong saw him wear it and often wore it, but most of them didn't even once.

Comparing the quality of his own clothes with the interlaced creases on them, it is like a pair of pull-back shoes that cost more than a dozen yuan must wear a gold chain as a shoelace.

Yu Xiaolong threw it hastily, "Can't I go back?"

Xia Cong smiled and shrugged, "Of course, I'm not going to imprison you."

"But you can't go back and live there." He added another sentence.

He couldn't figure out what Yu Xiaolong was thinking. He lived with him, but his attitude was always a little lukewarm. Go buy a few sets."

"No need." Yu Xiaolong slammed the cabinet door and walked out of the room.

Xia Cong looked at his back, squinted his eyes, and looked all the way down to his bare ankles.

He got up and stepped over, walked out of the room, followed two more steps, and threw Yu Xiaolong onto the sofa with a sudden pounce from behind.

The moment Yu Xiaolong fell down, he was thinking about how to fight back. Before he could finish on the sofa, he had already stood up, arched his back and rolled up, a set of movements were neat and quick, and he was about to escape from Xia Cong's oppression. sky.

Xia Cong shielded half of his body from the edge of the sofa, and the inner hand grabbed Yu Xiaolong's thigh and molded it all the way down, his fingertips were light and heavy, with a hint of teasing, Yu Xiaolong raised his foot to kick, Xia Cong " Ouch" called out.

This sound stopped Yu Xiaolong, and Xia Cong took the opportunity to flip his hands and quickly grabbed his ankle.

It should be a soft and cute appearance with fluffy curly hair and dimples, but there is a vicious and ferocious little wild leopard hidden inside.

Xia Cong used to think that such a person gave him a sense of conquest, and the process of taming itself was a kind of enjoyment, but suddenly he didn't think so because Yu Xiaolong was always unwilling to take his claws, even if he had already brought him home, he would still lie on his back. around.

His temper is as stinky as ever, and he will strike if he says something wrong, and immediately turn his face and leave if something doesn't suit him. It seems that he is begging for perfection, but if he is really counting on him, maybe the two of them have long since died.

Xia Cong grabbed it hard, and slowly pushed up the trousers. Sure enough, there was a red spot on the calf, and the tentacles were a little stiff and swollen.

Yu Xiaolong twitched, Xia Cong clenched, "Did you do it last time?"

Such a big pot of hot water was boiling hot, and if it was splashed so close to him, it would be enough to choke even if it was just splashed.

Xia Cong lifted his other leg, which was also spotted, but not as serious as this one.

"Why don't you say it?" Xia Cong looked at him, "It won't hurt after you bear it, why would I still scold you?"

"I'm afraid you'll scold me?" Yu Xiaolong couldn't stand him like this, kicked his feet twice, got up and wanted to leave.

"Of course you are not afraid, who are you, a hero whose legs are almost broken and who can go home and sleep." Xia Cong sneered.

Yu Xiaolong couldn't remember which time he was mocking him again, he was suddenly pushed hard and fell back into the sofa.

"Sit here and don't move, I'll go buy medicine for you." Xia Cong said.

Xia Cong's house has two bedrooms plus a study room. Yu Xiaolong has never entered the study room, and he doesn't read books.

Xia Cong doesn't use much, and spends most of his time either in the living room or in the bedroom. It's not that he doesn't read it, but that he probably has stored all the pornographic songs in his Kindle. Whenever he is free at home, he can see him. holding.

Yu Xiaolong put the cardboard box in, he needs a place to put his things, and also needs a workbench, even if it is simple, there are a lot of odds and ends and it takes up a lot of space, but the only desk inside has been taken up. Xia Cong took it.

He went outside to find a low square table. The floor of the study room was covered with thick carpets. Put the square table on top of it, and then found a futon to sit on. The height was just right. Yu Xiaolong sorted out all the things, worried that it would be broken after so much transportation. .

Suddenly there was a whistle with an up-pitched ending behind him, Xia Cong came back at some point, and stood at the door, "Wouldn't you think Brother Xiaolong still has this hobby?"

He had seen this pile of wood on Yu Xiaolong's table before, it was very scattered, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. He didn't expect to look at it after so long, and the hull had begun to take shape, and from the perspective of neatness and professionalism, it was obviously not newbie.

"Play casually." Yu Xiaolong fiddled with a grinding board under his hand, feeling that Xia Cong's kindness just now was a little too unkind, and he deliberately wanted to ease the atmosphere, "When I was young, I liked to take apart the clocks at home. ..."

"Our area," Xia Cong said suddenly, "Those who liked to dismantle clocks when they were young all became scientists when they grew up."

"..." Yu Xiaolong gritted his teeth, and cursed in a low voice, with such a strong desire for revenge.

"Come out and apply the medicine." Xia Cong smiled, tapped on the door twice, turned and walked out.

"I'll do it myself."

Xia Cong threw the scald medicine to him. Yu Xiaolong is an old hand in this kind of thing, so he doesn't need to teach him anything at all. The doctor on the counter ordered so many precautions, and he may not be accurate.

Seeing how he prescribes the medicine to himself, Xia Cong didn't know what to think for a while.

When taking a bath at night, I asked him to wipe it casually to deal with him, but Xia Cong asked him to wash it in the bathtub, and put the injured leg outside, and he wrapped him in plastic wrap.

Yu Xiaolong put his legs on his knees, let him wrap them up layer by layer, in a weird posture, there was an indescribable intimacy that didn't seem suitable for their relationship.

He didn't look at Xia Cong the whole time, his eyes were fixed on the TV, and Xia Cong occasionally looked up, but he didn't move or respond.

Xia Cong has seen it before, always, but not so carefully. Now when he looks at the details so closely, he finds that Yu Xiaolong's eyelashes are also very long. There is a soft beauty.

"What are you looking at?"

"..."

The premise is not to speak.

Xia Cong's reaction was very direct, and he stopped talking at the corner of his mouth, Yu Xiaolong backed away, Xia Cong grabbed the back of the sofa, with a strong posture, and did not succeed until he was forced to lie flat.

He smacked heavily on his lips, and it fell apart as soon as he touched it.

Just as Yu Xiaolong was a little annoyed, Xia Cong backed away, and gently scratched his face with his index finger, "It's ok, let's go."

Xia Cong didn't go to sleep in the guest room at night, he walked over after lying down, and the two of them naturally got married.

Now that he has already agreed, how can he shirk this matter? It has become his obligation, and it has become his condition in exchange for going through the last two months with Xia Cong quietly.

Once you think about it this way, it's not so contradictory.

It may also be that this time Xia Cong was extraordinarily gentle, calm and gentle from the beginning to the end, remembering to take care of his emotions, only at the last moment, he seemed a little crazy.

The two of them are the type who would fight on the bed once Zuo gets upset, it happened a few times before, so either Xia Cong figured out his temper and didn't want to confront him anymore, or it was the first day he moved. Come in, he intentionally made a flattering gesture, just like the way he talked to him during the day, Yu Xiaolong did not believe that he would change his sex, Xia Cong may have a gentle side, but he must not talk to him even when they are together conditional people.

The next day, Xia Cong gave Yu Xiaolong a separate space in the study, brought all his things up there, and gave him two-thirds of the desktop, mainly because he had a lot of things, and he himself only had a computer and a few books.

Yu Xiaolong found that most of the time, he went out to answer the phone, and rarely in front of him, unless Luo Shaoqin called him purely to ask him to go out to play.

He knew that Xia Cong had many things to hide from him, but if he didn't tell him, Yu Xiaolong would just keep an eye on it, anyway, it was only a short time, so why make the relationship so bad.

It is said that his school has been closed for the past few days, and the two of them stayed at home during the day. Yu Xiaolong had nothing to do, so he just played with his model ship in the study. Although it was just an experimental product, it took him a lot of effort.

In addition to the hull, the rigging system was also extremely complicated, especially the construction link of moving cables. After several experiments, he couldn't connect every node smoothly, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

He raised his head and saw Xia Cong holding the guitar, sitting directly opposite him, biting a pen, changing and drawing on the online score, checking the sound while grasping the score, Yu Xiaolong picked up the paper that floated to his side, and looked After a while, I realized that he was actually writing a song.

"Do you know music?"

Xia Cong watched him for a long time. If a normal person doesn't understand, he can pass it with a glance. Yu Xiaolong is really watching, and he has read it.

"I learned it when I was a child." Yu Xiaolong returned the paper to him, "But I have almost forgotten it."

"Try." Xia Cong casually pointed to a section, and Yu Xiaolong went over it again, humming softly, with the pitch and rhythm on point.

"You surprised me." Xia Cong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yu Xiaolong didn't say anything, anyone who has studied music theory can read this piece, he was surprised probably because he was too confused.

A gangster knows the staff, just like a mouse suddenly grew a peacock's tail and learned to open its tail.

These few nights, Yu Xiaolong has been in the bar street. In fact, he doesn't have much to do. He just wants to find a place to sit. Sometimes he wonders if he should find something to do, now that he is so free.

But he wasn't always this idle.

This is a job that people can't get away from. You never know when something will happen. Uncle Yin trusted him to hand over this place to him. There has never been an accident for so many years. He used to think that he might do it here. Until you can't do it.

After all, there is no better way out for a person like him. He needs money, and this is the most he can give him.

Shi Jie didn't contact him again, and they haven't met here once in the past few days. Maybe he needs time to digest, maybe...he will never understand him.

Yu Xiaolong never felt that his step was beyond his expectations. Sooner or later, even if it wasn't for Xia Cong, he would leave the mansion for other reasons, or watch them leave the mansion.

However, at this moment, sitting here alone, he felt a little lonely, with a feeling of... being betrayed by all relatives, as if he was not the one who wanted to go out, but he had to go, he was the one who was left behind.

Xia Cong's identity is a student, but near the end of the term, Yu Xiaolong never saw him reviewing. He thought it was because he was an exchange student and he didn't need to take the exam. But that day Xia Cong suddenly told him that after the exam was over, he would take him out to play for two days. .

Yu Xiaolong thought it was just a casual remark, but on the afternoon when he really finished the exam, Xia Cong said that he was going to live in a place with mountains and rivers for two days, and he had already arranged the itinerary, so he took him to pack it up quickly Several clothes got into the car.

Not long after driving out, Xia Cong pulled out from behind twice, took out something and threw it to him, it was a metal box, when he threw it over, Yu Xiaolong heard the sound of granular objects rolling inside.

He thought it was candy, but when he opened it, he found that it was indeed candy, but it was not ordinary candy, it was chocolate wrapped in aluminum foil, and the shape and style, it was obvious that it was wine heart.

It looks a bit like the one that Xia Cong gave him casually on the bench in the bar street last time, but not exactly the same.

He guessed right away, "You did it yourself?"

"Otherwise." Xia Cong snorted, "With such vicious eyes, I wouldn't dare to fool you with someone else's gift."

Yu Xiaolong is not in high spirits these days, which is why Xia Cong wanted to take him out for a walk. Maybe it was because what he said that night really hurt him, or the act of forcibly tying him to his home with conditions made him resist. .

Yu Xiaolong took a closer look, there was a pattern printed on the package, the portrait with the curly face was the same as the one on Xia Cong's body, the only difference was that there was an extra mouth, the corners of the mouth were turned down, looking very unhappy.

He flipped through the others, there were a total of twenty or so, almost all of them were on the top, and they should have been painted on by himself, except that the corners of the mouth were all down without exception.

Yu Xiaolong flicked the chocolate twice with his fingers, and heard the sound of them rolling in the box, he tickled the corner of his mouth, "Am I so fierce?"

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