the furthest distance

Li Shengli stayed in Europe for a week and stayed by his brother's side all the time. Except for avoiding the camera, he never separated for a minute.

They didn't have any intimate actions, they just existed in each other's field of vision all the time.

Li Taixi was keenly aware that when Li Shengli was around, he was unemployed.

That person has arranged everything about his brother so seamlessly that Kwon Ji-yong just needs to focus on the music and the stage.

He eats with him, sleeps with him, and is responsible for making him laugh.

He has read a lot of psychology books, and he has learned to enlighten, communicate, listen, and praise.

Quan Zhilong became more and more attached to him, even for a minute, he had to see him to feel at ease.

When eating, seeing the other person eating satisfactorily and happily, he sometimes eats two more bites; no matter how bad it is, at least he will eat every meal.

When sleeping, lying beside him and listening to the steady heartbeat of that person will make it easier to fall asleep; at least there will be no anxiety, and it is good to close your eyes and rest for a while, he is too tired.

I'm afraid no one will believe it, but a man who is almost 30 years old will lie on the same bed with the same sex, cover the same quilt, and just sleep.

Not even a hug, just an occasional handshake.

The two deliberately avoided the question of love or not, and got along like family brothers and closest friends. Their world was inaccessible to others.

Only he knows my secret, only he knows what I'm thinking.

As long as that person exists, the world will be different.

But how can I keep him?

I want to lock you up and hide somewhere only I know.

But Li Shengli wanted to go back after all, and one week was already the limit.

On the day he left, Quan Zhilong pestered him on the bed and refused to let him go.

It would be great if it could continue like this.

But he was leaving.

Quan Zhilong's heart, which slowly calmed down bit by bit, was once again occupied by fear.

A drowning person will never let go of the only driftwood.

He hugged Li Shengli tightly, and a sad kiss fell on the man's eyebrows, nose, and lips, and he refused to let him leave.

Even if you use your body to keep him.

"Brother will do anything, don't go, victory."

"Brother, don't be like this... You are sick, and now you are unconscious, you are dominated by bad emotions... When you wake up, you will regret it... I don't want to be like those people..."

"No, no. You're different from anyone else, from anyone..."

Quan Zhilong bit his lower lip hard, lowered his head in frustration, and let go of his hand quietly, "Actually, aren't you interested? You're not interested in me, right... Such a body, such a face, it's so ugly..."

"You look the best no matter what, you are the best... Don't worry, I will be back. I came in a hurry this time, and I haven't explained a lot of things... I will be back soon, I promise."

"When?"

Li Shengli had no choice but to take Brother Long who had turned back into a three-year-old child, so he called up the calendar on his phone and counted the days with him, "...July 7th, okay...where were you at that time?...Malaysia... ...Okay, there, you wait for me in Kuala Lumpur, you will definitely go.”

Quan Zhilong still lowered his head and did not speak. For the sake of performance, his hair was specially extended and hung down to cover his cheeks. The arc of his jaw line was almost perfect due to his thinness, and his lower lip was a little bit red and swollen. , showing a moist rose color.

Li Shengli kissed him lightly. This man is irresistibly beautiful at any time. He is the kind of beauty that shines from the bottom of his heart. He is different from others. "Because I love you, I will definitely come back... Even if you If you never respond, it’s still love; even if you can’t be together, it’s still love; even if you can’t let anyone know, it’s still love...do you believe me?”

Quan Zhilong felt very uncomfortable, Li Shengli's words hurt his heart.

It's shameful, I can't love him, and I refuse to let him go. I am so selfish and cruel, I don't deserve to be loved at all.

But this embrace is too warm, an irreplaceable comfort, I am reluctant to let go...forgive me.

Seeing that he was still silent, Li Shengli thought that his brother still didn't believe it. Depressed people are so sensitive that they doubt everything and feel insecure at any time. "I will call you every day and tell you what you have done. Turn on the video and It’s the same as face to face...you can write to me when you miss me, and I will write to you too. If it is inconvenient to say it in person, you can write it down, and your heart will calm down...Go outside more often, don’t always stay in the room..."

Li Shengli babbled, hoping to get his brother out of his uneasy mood.

Quan Zhilong put away his folded kneeling legs and changed into a sitting position, with his arms around his knees, shaking back and forth like a child, "Will you call every day?"

"I play every day." Li Shengli couldn't take his eyes off his brother's body. The pure white silk pajamas were of a very ordinary style. The V-shaped neckline was deformed due to shaking. The collarbones and tattoos that appeared and disappeared from time to time were alluring The impulse to explore more.

"July 7th?" Quan Zhilong's voice has always been crisp, with a slightly raised ending, just scratching the tip of his heart.

"Kuala Lumpur." Li Shengli finally couldn't help but kissed the top of his brother's hair that was swaying over and close in front of his eyes. The hair was untrimmed, soft and fluffy, without any fragrance, only the person's own smell.

"You must come..." Quan Zhilong finally raised his head to look at Shengli, with an incomprehensible meaning hidden in his eyes, "If you don't come, I don't know what I will do..."

"It will definitely come." Li Shengli was captivated by his brother's wink, and was almost speechless.

This man seems to be born with the ability to switch between innocence and charm in a second. Li Shengli has known him for half his life, but he still gets shocked from time to time.

Later, when Li Shengli finally left the hotel and set off for the airport, he had already missed his flight and had to rebook the ticket.

For him, the most difficult thing in the world is probably leaving Quan Zhilong who wants to keep him.

For nearly a month after that, the two kept their promise to talk every day, sometimes even more than once.

Because there was a time when they couldn’t answer the phone, they sent a lot of text messages to each other. Except for the agreed time to call, most of them were trivial matters, and even meaningless words such as "Victory, I miss you so much", Quan Zhilong can post several times a day, which is not commensurate with his superstar status.

Then, use the trumpet to follow Victory's INS, like it, and send some love words that others don't understand, or understand but no one takes seriously.

Life may become meaningful because of these small thoughts.

The itinerary of the tour was so arranged that there was no way for people to survive. Quan Zhilong sometimes dozed off in the elevator, but at night he suffered from insomnia all night, and he always ate very little food that did not suit his appetite.

He was so thin that even fans were worried.

But he himself felt that it was nothing, and it was about to pass, these bad things.

A person, as long as the spirit is not broken, will not be broken.

Just after July [-]th, the anticipation in his heart jumped out from time to time.

Then, he saw the INS photo posted by that person.