smell you

Song Zeyou slept restlessly all night.

He dreamed that he was back in the gym bathroom, and the water from the sprinkler splashed gently on his face, down his neck and down his ankles.

The water washes over the smooth skin, from head to toe, constantly cleansing, and finally flows into the floor drain.

Looking down the floor drain, he suddenly found a pair of bare feet outside the plastic curtain.

Someone has been standing outside the curtain watching him?

Suddenly, the plastic curtain was pulled open abruptly, and a person came over and pushed him against the wall, trapping him in this small bathroom with a violent and possessive gesture.

Song Zeyou opened his eyes wide, because he was too close but couldn't see the man's face clearly.

This man kissed him fiercely, using various techniques to arouse the flames in his heart, with such force that it seemed to suck his soul away.

Suddenly he felt it wasn't enough and wanted more.

But the picture flashed again, and it turned into a big snow-white bed in the hotel. He was lying soundly asleep, his clothes half-undressed, someone kissed his cheek lightly, and the warm lips kissed him from the side of his neck to his chest, sometimes heavy and sometimes soft, all the way to Down.

He yelled frantically in his heart, let's go a little further... But he couldn't speak, couldn't move his hands, and his body seemed to be severely suppressed by this person.

He felt he couldn't breathe, and felt that the red and green intertwined moonlight was blurred, and suddenly he woke up...the night's dream was enough.

Although he didn't see the face of the person he was entangled with in the dream from beginning to end, but that person easily suppressed him who is 1.7 meters tall, who else would it be?

In the midst of all kinds of shame, anger, embarrassment and helplessness, Song Zeyou changed his underwear.

It's all Li Zhexi's fault, they teased him all kinds of ways on their first date, causing him to—

Going to work the next day, Song Zeyou had two dark circles under his eyes, and then he found that all his colleagues were listless, so he calmed down.

The office chair is not even hot, and Li Zhexi's WeChat has already been sent.

[Don't forget to eat together at noon. ]

[What do you want to eat, start thinking now. ]

Song Zeyou threw away the phone in pain, wanting to regret it every minute.

His quiet life seems to have disappeared since then.

Song Zeyou: [The boss has something to do at noon, I want to follow along. ]

Li Zhexi: [That night. ]

Song Zeyou: [Not necessarily at night, the place to go is far away, and I don’t know what time it will be when I come back. ]

Song Zeyou: [Okay, I'm going to work. ]

Li Zhexi: [Crying head portrait. ]

They met again one night four days later.

Song Zeyou looked at Li Zhexi who got off the car, and suddenly thought of a sentence: Please be kind to every fat man around you, maybe one day he will become your unattainable male god.

Li Zhexi was wearing a khaki deerskin jacket and a pair of Martin boots. Compared with the fat man before, he was a completely different person.

"What are you looking at? Are you all in a daze?"

Song Zeyou hurriedly turned his head and said in embarrassment: "...I don't recognize you at all."

"That's because we've been separated for too long, and we haven't seen each other for four days. Where do you say you're having dinner?"

"Just over there, let's eat noodles."

The two sat down in the noodle shop, and Song Zeyou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he is really afraid that Li Zhexi will take him to eat in those high-end restaurants, and there will be another thousand and two thousand at the checkout. His salary will not be enough to eat several times.

Li Zhexi silently watched Song Zeyou wipe the table clean with a paper towel, suddenly laughed, and asked in a low voice, "Are the noodles here delicious?"

Song Zeyou said: "It's not bad."

Li Zhexi suddenly said: "It seems that you are really sticking to the five-year goal, you want a house so much... how about I give you a condo?"

Song Zeyou was dumbfounded, his face flushed, "You are so rich, can't I earn it myself?!"

Li Zhexi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "I can't bear to see you wanting but not having it."

Song Zeyou said angrily: "I want so many things, you can't bear it!"

Li Zhexi said: "You really want to get married, don't you?"

Song Zeyou was stunned for a while, then said in a low voice: "When two people are together, it is naturally best to be able to get married. No matter how vigorous the relationship is, in the end, it is just a matter of life, daily necessities."

Li Zhexi stared at Song Zeyou, and Song Zeyou looked at Li Zhexi.

In an instant, Li Zhexi was enlightened, grabbed Song Zeyou's hand firmly and said, "You mean, you lived with me only after you bought a house, right?"

Song Zeyou hurriedly looked around, the noodle shop's business was not very good, there were two or three tables, and no one noticed them.

"What are you doing so loudly? It's not good for people to hear you."

Li Zhexi's heart beat faster, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and hurriedly said: "Why wait for five years, what kind of house do you want to live in, as long as you ask."

Song Zeyou withdrew his hand forcefully: "Come on. Last year I worked in an industrial area. Do you know what the people in the dormitory think of me? They say I was adopted by you. If I move to your house to live with you, it will be a real deal." gone."

It's obviously positioned in the unknown stage of love... Forget it, it's positioned in the stage of love, but it has nothing to do with cohabitation.

The topic was taken in such a strange direction by Li Zhexi.

Li Zhexi hurriedly said: "I bought a house and wrote it under your name, so that no one will know."

"Is this a house gift?"

"No, that's not what I meant, I'll lend you money to buy it!"

At this time, the face came.

Song Zeyou took the chopsticks, stirred the noodles, and said while blowing: "My family never borrows money from others."

Li Zhexi suddenly said: "There are a lot of farmers' houses in the western district that are converted into commercial houses. They don't have real estate certificates. It's very cheap. It's 30 to [-]. Room."

Song Zeyou was a noodle eater.

Li Zhexi said hopefully: "I'll sell you Shanghai Huayuan, a second-hand house."

Song Zeyou: "..."

Second-hand villa, 20 for sale?He almost sprayed out the noodles, is it easy for him to eat the noodles?

After eating the noodles, you have to pay the bill.

Li Zhexi took out the money quickly, "If I don't bring cash with me for dinner, you have to remind me to bring my mobile phone."

He kept thinking about how much money Song Zeyou could save in a year if he saved food and medicine.

"I'll invest in you, you can find a part-time job, start a wechat business, open a store, whatever."

Song Zeyou shook his head: "I don't have many friends, and there are very few people on WeChat. I'm not the type to do business."

Li Zhexi said: "Then you invest your money in me, and I will do it."

"The problem is that I have no money."

"I will lend it to you, and you will invest in me..."

What a complicated loan relationship.