Planetary revolution

Huo Jingshi's low voice and gentle and firm tone greatly soothed Xia Xingxing's nervous mood.

He took a deep breath, and let his body relax in the water following the opponent's strong and steady strength.

The rippling water waves gently supported his thin and slender arms, and under the effect of buoyancy, his body also became light.

Like a rocking boat.

Xia Xingxing blinked his eyes curiously.

Huo Jingshi saw that he was getting more and more interesting, so he gradually relaxed a little bit of strength, and even allowed his body to be pushed farther by the water waves.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Xingxing realized his intention, he immediately retracted into his arms, and subconsciously raised his arms around his neck tightly.

No, still no.

Xia Xingxing opened and closed his lips stained with water, and only when he was holding onto Huo Jing did he feel safe. The pool was already deep, and even if he was thinking about his feet, he never got past his eyes.

Just when the wind picked up, a wave came slowly, hitting his nose and mouth.

In a panic, as if he couldn't think, Xia Xinglian unconsciously wrapped his legs around the other's narrow waist.

Like soft water plants, like human pendants.

Huo Jingshi hugged him back the moment he retracted, and firmly caught the frightened boy.

The soft and white body was tightly attached to the tall and sexy torso of the man, the skin touched, and the rough and hard abdominal muscles pressed against the soft and milky white belly of the young man, causing waves of tremors.

The warm and quick breath sprayed on his neck, and the man's dark eyes filled with moisture were like a deep pool.

Swaying in the wind, waves and waves, Xinhe is graceful and graceful, tough and stubborn, but also fragile and unbearable, which makes people have a desire to protect and also stimulates people's desire to abuse.

Huo Jingshi's slender and powerful hands pressed against his back and comforted him: "Don't be afraid."

Xia Xing's eyebrows were lowered, his hands and feet were still tightly wrapped around each other, but a cold lip line was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Huo Jingshi raised his eyebrows innocently: "What's wrong?"

Xia Xingxing's chest rose and fell unconsciously and he didn't speak. Because of the tension, his fingernails pierced the muscles of Huo Jingshi's back, leaving a mark of a crescent bay.

Not painful, but with effort, some deep, slightly red.

Huo Jingshi seemed to be seeing him angry for the first time, and he finally had some freshness and vitality of a young man of his age. The corners of his mouth curled up and he asked, "Are you still afraid?"

Hearing his laughing tone, Xia Xing suddenly raised his head, his black grape eyes widened slightly, and he choked out a sentence for a long time: "You won't let go after you say it."

That's why he took the first step with confidence.

Xia Xingxing didn't know it, and suddenly such a sentence was more like coquettish than accusation.

Huo Jingshi was taken aback when he heard the words, paused for a few seconds, put his hands on his shoulders and turned him to face each other, lowered his head and asked, "Are you angry?"

Xia Xingxing didn't want to explain to him what it meant to him to be alone in the water.

The panic and heart palpitations of suffocation, the unwillingness and pain of dying, and the old pain and then show it to pity others seem hypocritical and ridiculous.

Forget it.

Xia Xing lowered his eyes and quickly calmed down.

Putting down the legs around his waist, leaned back slightly, opened some distance, and raised a perfunctory smile at the corner of his mouth: "No, I'm sorry——"

Huo Jingshi didn't let go, didn't let him break free, his two heroic brows knit into a lock, and interrupted him directly: "I will never let go again."

Changing Xia Xingxing was startled.

Huo Jingshi pulled his hands back hard, hugged him even tighter, picked up his legs and continued to hang on his body.

The fingertips moved across his back and shoulders, and finally wiped the undripped drops of water hanging from the boy's white earlobe, repeating word by word: "I will not let go."

"Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid of water.

Don't be afraid of me either.

Xia Xingxing's earlobe that was brushed by his fingertips turned red instantly, the color of Feixia.

The two tall bodies were like intertwined aquatic plants under the water, and even their breathing was entangled together. Realizing how intimate the posture and distance are between the two of them now, Xia Xingxing's heart beat faster again.

Repulsed, but couldn't help approaching, upset, flustered and irritable.

He swallowed his throat, turned his eyes away, and even his deserted face suddenly turned pink.

The surging waves pushed the two closer, and the buoyancy made Xia Xingxing's body sway slightly, as if a heart softened the water in the pool full of summer.

Huo Jingshi's hands moved down slowly along his soft body, grasping his white and smooth calf and hooking himself tighter.

Suddenly touched an inch of sunken skin.

A hard scar.

Xia Xingxing froze, subconsciously retreating.

Huo Jingshi was tightly imprisoned, changed his backhand into a horizontal embrace position, and ordered in a deep voice: "Don't move, let me see."

He saw Xia Xing when he had just changed into his swimming trunks, but in order to coax him into the water faster, he refrained from asking more questions.

Xia Xingxing was like a bird in a cage in the water, he was at the mercy of others, and when he didn't dare to let go of Huo Jing with both hands, he had to let the other party hold up one of his legs to look at him.

Huo Jingshi's somewhat rough fingertips were caressing the ugly old scar, with intertwined tendons and blurred features, which looked particularly sharp and distinct on the white and smooth skin.

The man seemed to be unable to bear it, and asked hoarsely, "How did you do it?"

Xia Xingxing frowned and turned his face away: "I was accidentally bitten by a dog."

Was it really careless?

Huo Jingshi's fingertips trembled a little, brushing across his calf, itching slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

How can a piece of meat be bitten off without pain.

Xia Xingxing said lightly: "It hurts when bitten." The pain was so painful that he almost fainted, and the pain was so painful that he almost gave up his desire to survive.

"It didn't hurt after that."

This is the truth, all these years of experience told him that no pain lasts forever.

Even if at a certain moment you are hurt bloody and feel unbearable and hopeless, all wounds will heal one day.

If you can grit your teeth, you can get through it.

This is the only hope in life.

He was unwilling to die by a crazy wild dog, and he was unwilling to drown in a pool of dirty sewage, so he insisted on fighting, fighting with dogs, people, and the sky and the earth.

He survived, and the pain passed.

He passed by, and Huo Jing couldn't pass it, he looked at and touched the scar over and over again as if he was appreciating some art treasure.

His eyes were scorching hot, and there seemed to be more complicated emotions surging.

Ever since he reunited with Xia Xingxing, he often couldn't help thinking that there really is karma in this world.

In the past, he didn't believe in destiny or gods and Buddhas, but only believed in himself, so he had no scruples and awe.

But when he tasted pain that he had never imagined on this person again and again, he had to reflect over and over again——

Did he really treat Xia Xingxing too badly ten years ago?

So today, those sufferings and pains are multiplied ten times and a hundred times and fed back to his body and mind.

Even the person who suffered such a tragedy let go, but he, the "those who fell into trouble" after knowing it lately, still broods on it.

What Xia Xingxing experienced, he never said.

Huo Jingshi had no choice but to find someone to investigate. Whenever he thought he had everything under control, he would always unintentionally discover that the other party had encounters that he had never imagined.

Every time he discovers a new scar on Xia Xingxing, he has to endure the pain of the needle point piercing his heart all over again.

Not violent, but long, tormenting, and bone-chilling.

Most people are like this. If you don't care, you can watch others with bruises and bruises. What does it have to do with yourself?

But once you have your heart on it, even the other person's wounds and scars will hurt on your body.

Huo Jingshi was such a paranoid and indifferent person, he showed no mercy when he refused and hurt Xia Xingxing with wanton arrogance.

But once he got his mind on it, he was immediately backlashed by tens of times and hundreds of times.

But he was taken to heart.

Who made him fall in love.

Belatedly fell in love.

Xia Xingxing's past ten years were a page he wanted to ignore but couldn't get past.

For the first time, he had something that he didn't know how to face.

Xia Xingxing couldn't bear the fanatical and complicated gaze of the other party, if there was any substance in that gaze, it swept across his skin inch by inch, as if a hand had grown up and touched it.

He moved his legs and suddenly asked, "Isn't it ugly?"

Huo Jingshi turned around, his eyes focused: "I don't think so."

This is not a lie, the old scar is maroon in color, eye-catching at first glance, but it happens to be in the shape of a crescent moon, printed on Xia Xing's snow-white skin, it looks like a red birthmark or tattoo.

Looking at that shape, he couldn't help but think of the nickname that the young master had given him in the past.

Brother Moon.

Huo Jingshi's eyes went deep.

Such a scar would be incomplete and filthy on someone else.

In Xia Xingxing's body, there is a natural innocence and a coquettish full of abusive desires. Even the uneven flesh marks have the stubborn and unyielding posture of its owner, becoming a symbol of self-reliance and tenacity.

Huo Jingshi bent his slender legs, put them on his chest, looked closer, and sprayed hot breath on the scar: "It's not ugly, it's beautiful, but if you don't mind, I'll contact the doctor... "

Xia Xing stretched his legs and let it sink to the bottom of the water: "I don't mind, just let it stay."

It is good to be alert to everything that has happened to you, and to alert yourself not to fall into the same situation again.

Huo Jingshi looked at him silently, Xia Xingxing didn't want to get entangled in this matter any more, and said: "Aren't you going to teach me how to swim? Let's start."

Poor him, it's better to let him really teach him some practical things, so that he can protect himself at critical moments.

The author says:

How many meters thick is the flint filter? ?

ps. This swimming seems to have to continue to learn tomorrow~