To Oak

Zhu Miao seldom cried, but when she cried this time, tears came from her nose and her face was full of tears.He rubbed all over Xiang Shu's clothes, but it shouldn't be obvious that the two of them were already soaked.After crying, I felt a lot better, as if something had flowed away with the tears. Zhu Miao never knew that crying can make people so happy.

Feeling belatedly embarrassed, he wiped his face with the back of his hand abruptly before raising his head.

Xiang Shu was still patting him on the back intermittently, like putting a child to sleep, in line with the rhythm of the tide.As soon as Zhu Miao looked up, he saw Xiang Shu's jaw and Adam's apple. Xiang Shu was looking at the sky in a daze, not knowing whether he was looking at the sky, the moon or the dark clouds.

Zhu Miao found that he was still lying on Xiang Shu's body. The wind was cool and his clothes were cold, but the place where the two of them touched was unexpectedly hot, so he hurriedly sat up.

The two of them were half-soaked in the sea water, and Zhu Miao's fingertips were wrinkled from the rain just now.Xiang Shu was still lying down, with one hand behind his head, as if very comfortable.His motorcycle stopped in the ankle-deep seawater, the dark body reflected the moonlight, this scene was so beautiful that Zhu Miao was stunned for a moment.

Xiang Shu looked at Zhu Miao and said with a smile, "Stop crying?"

He just lay there in the rising and receding tide, lending Zhu Miao his embrace without hesitation.Zhu Miao lost the ability to speak for a while, and just stayed there.Xiang Shu's eyebrows and eyes are really good-looking, with deep eye sockets, and his eyes are in the shape of peach petals. When he looks at people, he looks passionate and focused. His eyelashes are wet, and he just looks at Zhu Miao lazily. All the moonlight shrouds him body.

Zhu Miao mumbled a single sound in her throat, her hands and feet stiffened.

He was so lucky that he stumbled into Xiang Shu's shop in the spring rain.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiang Shu thought something was wrong, propped himself up on his elbows, his clothes were soaked and stuck to his body.

"what happened?"

Zhu Miao felt that even Xiang Shu's frown was pretty, so he stretched out a cool finger and tapped Xiang Shu's brow.Xiang Shu ducked back, clutching his fingers in his hot palm, and said, "What's the matter? Talk."

Zhu Miao hooked his finger, but couldn't pull it out, so he leaned forward. Seeing him approaching suddenly, Xiang Shu didn't even hide, but just looked at him with probing eyes.Zhu Miao felt that he might be bewitched by the moon, the evening wind and the tide, so he leaned forward quickly, and at lightning speed, before Xiang Shu could react, he turned his face towards Xiang Shu's face. .

His heart was beating too fast, "thumping, pounding", he involuntarily closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

Because his eyes were closed, he misaligned at first, and his lips rubbed against Xiang Shu's chin. The touch was not smooth, and there were new stubbles. He felt that Xiang Shu seemed to hide from the side. past.This time I found it right, the lips were close to the lips, it was a soft touch, and the lips of both of them were wet.

Zhu Miao felt as if she had been electrified, her fingertips were numb, and the two seconds that her lips touched seemed like an hour.

His face was flushed, he backed away, closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them a little bit.Xiang Shu still sat in the same sitting position, his eyes fell on his lips, Zhu Miao raised his hand uncomfortably and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

The two of them were speechless for a while, Zhu Miao went from nervous to anxious, and his mind was in a mess. He thought, damn it, maybe I still have the snot from crying just now on my mouth.

He raised his hand to wipe again.

Xiang Shu stood up from the beach, pushed the motorcycle from the sea to the beach, stepped on it, and tried to start it. The engine roared, and there was no problem.He said: "It's late, get in the car and go back."

Zhu Miao nodded blankly, stood up, her clothes were soaked and heavy.He sat straddling behind Xiang Shu, hesitating a little, Xiang Shu's voice came from the front: "Hurry up."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arms around Xiang Shu's waist, just like when he came here, Xiang Shu took a breath, grabbed his hand, moved it up, and said, "A little bit up."

As soon as Zhu Miao adjusted, the car drove out.The speed of the car was obviously much slower than when they came. Zhu Miao sat very firmly in the car, and when encountering bumps, Xiang Shu would slow down a little bit, which made their return trip more time-consuming than when they came.

When the motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the coffee shop again, the lights inside were still on and the door was unlocked. Fortunately, it was not stolen.The street lamps are still conscientiously illuminating the square inch in front of the door, and the hollyhocks are also blooming well. It is already late at night, and occasionally there are dogs barking from the depths of the alley, and everything is as usual.

Zhu Miao felt that the speeding in the rain just now seemed like a dream, and wondered if it had happened.

Xiang Shu took off his helmet, fiddled with his wet hair, and said, "Go and rest."

Zhu Miao nodded obediently, entered the store, and looked back. Xiang Shu didn't leave, and was sitting on a motorcycle smoking. Seeing him looking back, he waved to him, signaling him to go upstairs quickly.Zhu Miao hurriedly changed her wet clothes. After the madness and venting, she felt much better than before. The grief of grandma's death seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, and it was no longer as sharp as it was a few hours ago.

But something else weighed heavily on his mind.

He was so confused, he didn't know what really happened just now, and what the kiss meant.If someone he doesn't like rushes up to kiss him, Zhu Miao may beat him up.But Xiang Shu didn't beat him, does it mean that Xiang Shu likes himself?

Zhu Miao thought about this for a while, and thought about that for a while. After washing up, he went downstairs. Xiang Shu had already left, and there was no one under the street lamp, but there was a cup of hot milk left on the bar, which was cold enough to drink.

The author says:

Waking up still touched (no)