I want to catch that fish

Xiangziyu woke up at 09:30 in the morning the next day. The thick curtains blocked the sunlight outside, and the room looked a little dark. It was the best time to sleep back into the cage.As soon as he turned over, he got under the quilt again.

But he didn't sleep for a while, and was woken up by He Qianzhang.

"Little fish, it's time to get up, the sun is already out!"

"Get out."

"I made porridge for you, it's delicious."

"Get out."

He Qianzhang sat directly on the head of his bed, "If you don't get up again, I'm going to lift the quilt!"

Xiang Ziyu frowned, half-closed his eyes, stared at He Qianzhang, and said nothing.He swore in his heart that if this psychopath said one more word, he would definitely be kicked down.

He Qianzhang froze for a moment, grabbed the quilt with his fingers, and didn't move for a long while.After the two looked at each other for a while, He Qianzhang slowly nestled down and approached the man on the bed, "If you don't get up again, I'm going to kiss you."

"..."

But Xiang Ziyu resisted the urge to kick him, and remained motionless, even closing his eyes and shrinking back under the quilt, as if he had decided that the other party would not kiss him.

He Qianzhang stared at his face, his lips were very thin, no wonder he was so fickle.He Qianzhang slowly lowered his lips and approached his lips, so close that he could smell the smell of his breath, like the bitter taste of licorice tablets.

When he was about to touch his lips, he woke up suddenly, stopped his movements suddenly, finally adjusted his direction, and kissed his forehead, leaving a kiss that was neither ambiguous nor entangled.

"I'll warm the porridge for you, remember to eat some when you get up."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked out, closing the door softly.

Xiangziyu slowly opened his eyes until the footsteps outside the door went away. He stared at the closed door, closed his eyes after a while, and fell back into the cage.

When he fell asleep again and got up to go to the living room, He Qianzhang was nestling on the sofa watching a TV series, his legs curled up together, curled up into a ball.

He Qianzhang turned around when he heard the movement behind him, "Are you up?"

Xiangziyu raised his hand and brushed his hair, sideways a few strands of messy hair on his forehead, and asked, "Where are my clothes?"

What he wore to sleep last night was a set of pure cotton pajamas prepared for him by He's mother, creamy yellow, with two little yellow ducks on his chest.

The characters in the TV screen are all dressed up during the Anti-Japanese War. At this time, the Eighth Route Army troops are huddling on the top of the mountain, waiting for an opportunity to ambush the Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain.The protagonist is carrying a gun on his shoulder, aiming at the Japanese army, lying behind the stone pile and weeds.Sweat dripped from his brow and fell into his eyes, which didn't even blink.

"My mother washed the clothes." He Qianzhang didn't pay attention to the plot anymore, and looked up at Xiang Ziyu, "I won't go out today, just wear it like this. It's cute."

Xiang Ziyu didn't say a word, turned around and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

He Qianzhang couldn't help but stare at his figure, followed him to the end, and finally sketched an image that would last forever in his mind.Until a gunshot pulled back his thoughts and shattered his conception.

"By the way, Xiaoyu," He Qianzhang said while watching the TV, "I'm going to Spain for a business trip in two days, you come with me."

"Yeah." Xiangziyu wiped the water off his face with a towel, and sat down on the sofa, "Can't you watch something interesting?"

"I think this is quite interesting..." After He Qianzhang finished speaking, he reluctantly handed him the TV remote control.

"I was drunk last night?" Xiang Ziyu asked suddenly.

"Ah."

"Did I say something?"

"Yes, yes." He Qianzhang nodded, "Say, you like me."

"..." Xiangziyu paused for a while before responding, "Oh."

"Don't you refute?"

Xiang Ziyu turned his head to look at him, there was still no superfluous expression on his face.

Before he could speak, He Qianzhang held his chin up with his palm.Immediately afterwards, the man supported the back of the sofa with his other hand, wrapped him under him, and whispered in his ear in an ambiguous tone, "Little fish, do you like me?"

Even though He Qianzhang acted like a domineering president whose prey was bound to be won, only he himself knew that his beating heart was trembling constantly.

Just looking at his little fish, the blood all over his body screamed like boiling.

The lips of this young man have always been very pale, but at this moment, in such an ambiguous and charming atmosphere, they are covered with a layer of bright watercolor.

He Qianzhang leaned down, and sure enough, he kissed a piece of softness—it was the palm of a young man.

Xiang Ziyu raised his hand to block his kiss, the expression on his face was still calm, and his voice was also very cold, "He Qianzhang, I like you, it happened many years ago. Now I have no feelings for you. "

After hearing his words, He Qianzhang said it was impossible not to be shocked, but now is not the time to dwell on the past.So after being dazed for a second, he regained consciousness, raised his cold brows, and reached out to grab his palm.

"I like you too, many years ago. But the person I am pursuing now is you now, so don't prevaricate me with the past."

——General Manager He's logical thinking is pretty good.

Xiangziyu lowered his eyes, not intending to continue entangled with him, raised his hand to push him away, "I'm going to drink porridge."

In that case, didn't you just reject it outright?He Qianzhang smiled, and gently wiped the corners of his lips with his fingertips.Even just kissing the palm of your hand is enough to make him feel happy all day long.

Besides, he just heard Xiaoyu personally say that he once liked him.It turns out that the other party has already responded to my feelings, and this time, I will definitely not miss it again.

He Qianzhang sat on the sofa, slowly recalling the long past.

He remembered that Xiangziyu's mother was a very gentle and traditional woman who devoted almost everything to the family.

She is a typical housewife who can cook delicious meals, keep the house spotless clean, and tie his tie considerately for him when he goes out.She spends 90.00% of her energy on running her own family, and the remaining one percent is used to fantasize about traveling around the world with the whole family.

And Xiangziyu's father is an unusually rigid and serious man.He loves his wife and children, but is very indifferent because he is not good at expressing it-only showing a bit of wit and funny when coaxing the crying Xiangzi fish.He is usually very busy at work and has little time to spend time with his wife and children at home, so his dream is exactly the same as that of his wife.

Xiangziyu grew up in such a family.

He and He Qianzhang have been neighbors since then.

And Xiang Ziyu's favorite thing is to sneak to He's house while Xiang's mother is not paying attention.Father He likes him very much, and will give him ten yuan to sell snacks every time.

At that time, although He Qianzhang was only less than three years older than him, he was a head taller than him.And there was always a coldness in those eyes, so Xiangziyu was always afraid of him.

Once, He Qianzhang was doing homework in his room when he suddenly heard a child crying from the living room.As soon as he opened the door, he saw the child next door lying on his father's lap, crying hoarsely.

"What's wrong with you?" He Qianzhang asked.

The child seemed to be startled by him, raised his head pitifully, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said while crying, "Woo, your father is dead..."

He Qianzhang looked at his father lying on the sofa reeking of alcohol, paused for a while, and asked, "Are you here to play with him?"

"Ah."

"Then come to my room."

Xiangziyu was still sobbing, but not as sad as before.But He Qianzhang looked very fierce, and he was always a little scared in his heart.

Until He Qianzhang took out a fruit candy from his pocket, "Do you want to eat it?"

Knowingly hit.The good baby Xiaoyu just followed the octopus into the room.

Recalling the past made He Qianzhang couldn't help but want to laugh, he even couldn't help but want to take out another candy from his pants pocket and ask his little fish if he wants to go back to the room with him.

The author has something to say:

I really like the stalks that have a crush on each other.

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To collect, to bag.

——beauty stay