Can't hide

If the moonlight had been brighter this night, or if Duan Zhuo hadn't been so intoxicated, then he would have seen Jiang Sui's flushed ears.

Duan Zhuo's messy breathing hit Jiang Sui's chest. The breath penetrated through the thin fabric and stimulated people's nerves. Because of the fear of being discovered, Jiang Sui's heart rate soared out of control.

Duan Zhuo is very much like a drug addict in a trance, doing some things that are against common sense. Several times, Jiang Sui wanted to open his eyes to see what happened to him, but he didn't dare.

The old brown mat made a lot of noise when Duan Zhuo got up, Jiang Sui closed his eyes, not even daring to lose his rhythm of breathing.

The door of the bathroom was closed by Duan Zhuo with a soft sound, followed by the sound of running water only when taking a shower.

As a boy too, it is impossible for Jiang Sui not to understand what is going on. He opened his eyes, raised his hand, and stared blankly at the place where he was kissed.

When the sound of the running water stopped, he turned over and faced the other side.

The sound of Duan Zhuo's footsteps gradually approaching, followed by the sound of closing the door, Jiang Sui quickly closed his eyes, and curled up involuntarily.

The mattress was dented, and Jiang Sui could feel Duan Zhuo's hot body slowly approaching until it pressed against his back.

Duan Zhuo must have thought that he was in a deep sleep, so he put his hands on his waist, against the back of his neck.

Too brazen.

There were insects chirping outside the window, and Duan Zhuo's hand was tightening in the room, Jiang Sui bit the tip of his tongue hard to keep himself rational, and did not turn around to push him away.

Jiang Sui never imagined that a thought ten years ago would be presented in such an absurd form.

It was almost a night without sleep, until about five or six o'clock, Jiang Suicai fell asleep in a daze, and because of too much thinking, he couldn't escape Duan Zhuo's embrace in his dream, he couldn't even tell whether he was awake Still asleep, thinking about the same problem.

What happened to Duan Zhuo, and what did he want?

Not long after, he was woken up by the barking of dogs and the crowing of cocks outside the house.

Duan Zhuo was probably also woken up by the movement outside, he opened his eyes before Jiang Sui, got off the bed lightly and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Jiang Sui glanced at the time, and lowered his hands helplessly. He found helplessly that he didn't even have the courage to wash up with Duan Zhuo.

The toothbrush was placed back into the cup with a crisp sound, and when he heard the sound of slippers approaching, Jiang Sui's heart suddenly thumped.

He is now particularly afraid that Duan Zhuo will do something that he cannot bear, let alone respond to.

The sunlight in the room seemed to be blocked by Duan Zhuo, and Jiang Sui obviously felt that his eyes were getting darker. He heard the rubbing sound of his clothes, shook his fingers in fear, and even wanted to turn over to avoid all this.

Before he could react, something stuck to his brow, touching the end of it.

After realizing that it was Duan Zhuo's finger, Jiang Sui's heart dropped a little, but he still held his breath.

He felt like a lamb being stared at by a hunter, and he was frightened to bear the stare, which was very uncomfortable.

It wasn't until Duan Zhuo went downstairs that Jiang Sui's nerves were completely relaxed, and he sighed deeply.

The sunshine outside the window was very good, and it was a good day. Yesterday, they made an appointment to go to a very popular grilled fish restaurant together, but their mood was always different.

Jiang Sui was still in a trance while brushing his teeth, and suddenly tasted a bloody smell, only to realize that he had brushed for too long, and the gums on the back molars were bleeding. He quickly rinsed off the bloody foam, and rinsed his face with cold water.

People woke up a little bit, and some old memories came to their minds again, the first one was the last night when they slept together in the same bed.

At that time, he was pestering Duan Zhuo, wanting to touch his size.

"Ah..." Jiang Sui sighed almost in despair, covered his cheeks with his hands, and rubbed them back and forth, a belated sense of shame completely overwhelmed him.

"Xiao Jiang, are you awake? Get up and have breakfast."

Duan Zhihong's shout came from outside the door, Jiang Sui just woke up like a dream, put the toothbrush and so on into the storage bag, and answered.

The upstairs and downstairs of Duan Zhuo's house are not soundproof. Just as Duan Zhihong yelled, Jiang Sui heard Duan Zhuo's unpleasant voice.

"Don't disturb him, he will come down when he wakes up."

It was just an ordinary note of care. If it was before, Jiang Sui would not care about it at all, but now, it has become something he cannot ignore.

After packing up the things to take back to school, Jiang Sui followed him downstairs. There were several local snacks and a pot of freshly boiled seafood porridge on the table.

I don't know what Duan Zhuo put in it to make it smell very attractive.

"I don't know if you can get used to the breakfast here. If you don't like it, you can have porridge." Duan Zhuo wiped off a little water stain on the bottom of the bowl, filled the hot porridge and handed it to Jiang Sui. "You're sure to like this."

The school cafeteria also has seafood porridge. Jiang Sui often orders it, but there are very few ingredients in it. He just throws in some scallops and picks up something fresh. Duan Zhuo’s pot has plenty of ingredients, and Jiang Sui scoops up fresh shrimps.

Halfway through eating, Jiang Sui suddenly remembered that there was no shrimp in the vegetables they bought yesterday.

"Did you go shopping this morning?"

"Ah."

Jiang Sui fell asleep at dawn, that is to say, not long after he fell asleep, Duan Zhuo ran out to buy vegetables, cooked porridge, and returned to bed.

And doing these, just worried that it would not suit his appetite sooner.

Duan Zhuo took a sip of the porridge first, raised his head, and looked at him expectantly: "How is it? Is the taste okay?"

When he met his eyes, Jiang Sui couldn't help but think of the conversation yesterday. At this moment, he finally understood why Duan Zhuo smiled so happily when he heard that he was going to marry him, instead of jumping up and down immediately like Cheng Ziyao. Come out and make fun of him.

After knowing the other party's intentions, Jiang Sui didn't dare to tease wantonly, but just bowed his head and said, "It's pretty good."

"That's good," Duan Zhuo pushed a bowl of light yellow stewed egg-like stuff to him, "Try this."

Jiang Sui took a spoonful and found that it was very soft and easy to disperse, just like tofu flower, but there was no extra seasoning in it, and the mouth was slippery, the same taste as tofu flower, but sweet.

"Sweet tofu flower?" Jiang Sui was shocked.

"Well," Duan Zhuo seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and said with a smile, "This can be regarded as a small feature of our side. If you are not used to eating it, keep it. I will eat it later, and you can eat other things first."

Jiang Sui lowered his head and took another sip. It was more like a dessert than a tofu flower. It really didn't suit his taste, but he insisted on drinking it all.

What happened last night forced a reckless young man to pick up the word "sense of proportion", and he no longer dared to push the half-eaten food into Duan Zhuo's mouth.

After eating breakfast, according to the plan, I was helping Duan Zhihong find a job. Jiang Sui was bored in this place without WIFI, and wanted to go with him, but was rejected by Duan Zhuo. Sleep well and ask him to save his energy.

Jiang Sui couldn't hold him back and went back to the room.

Duan Zhuo’s tablet was fully charged, so he pulled it out, wanting to read some literature about short track speed skating.

But he forgot which software Duan Zhuo opened it in yesterday, so he randomly clicked on a few readers on the interface.

There are a lot of study materials and class notes saved in it, and Duan Zhuo carefully classified them. He flipped down and saw a file with a strange name, which was a naughty kaomoji.

Although he felt rationally that this should not be what he was looking for, he still clicked it out of curiosity.

There are more than ten e-books in it. Just looking at those vulgar and explicit titles, Jiang Sui immediately guessed what was probably written in it.

He raised his eyes to confirm that the door of the room was closed tightly, and clicked on an article secretly. The first sentence he saw was a warning-high H, compulsory, orthopedics, underage caution.

Good guy, at such a young age, what he saw was wilder than him?

Like some restricted-rated movies, the novel has no plot, and straight to the point explains to the readers how the two protagonists solve each other's physical problems, but the more he reads, Jiang Sui feels something is wrong, and the two eyebrows move closer to the center.

These two... seem to be men!

Turning to Chapter 2, the boy with round buttocks was lying on the bed, struggling to endure the development of external forces.

The author's description made Jiang Sui have a very realistic sense of the picture, and substituted Duan Zhuo's size, Jiang Sui's buttocks seemed to be on fire, and he couldn't sit still immediately.

Hiss... this fucking hurts too much.

As if he really heard the protagonist's hoarse begging for mercy, he shut down the novel in fright, and the heat on his face could not dissipate for a long time.

Duan Zhihong's job search was not smooth. Too many people on the island knew that he had been in prison, and almost no one was willing to hire him.

After bumping into walls again and again, and many acquaintances making fun of Duan Zhihong's recent situation, Duan Zhuo suddenly made a decision to bring Duan Zhihong back to Nancheng to find a job.

At the dinner table, the father and son were discussing their future plans, but Jiang Sui was still thinking about the folder.

When he opened the document, there was a sign that he had read it, indicating that Duan Zhuo had read them all.

When watching these contents, will Duan Zhuo have a visual sense?The person in that picture...

A few slender fingers dangled in front of his eyes, Jiang Sui finally came back to his senses, looking at Duan Zhuo, his face felt a little hot for no reason.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wondering how you went from homophobic to perverted.Jiang Sui muttered in his heart.

He bowed his head and took a mouthful of food and said, "I want to go back to school quickly."

Duan Zhuo took out the bought ticket and pushed it in front of his eyes: "We'll go up and pack our things after we finish eating in a while."

There are only two tickets. In the short term, Duan Zhihong has to stay on the island to live, and wait for Duan Zhuo to settle down in Nancheng before picking him up.

Duan Zhuo booked a boat ticket back to Nancheng Wharf at 10:[-] p.m., and he was a bit rushed. While Jiang Sui was packing his clothes, Duan Zhuo went to Duan Zhihong's room and came out [-] minutes later.

Jiang Sui didn't ask them what they talked about, but guessed that the topic was inseparable from money. Duan Zhihong had just been released from prison, and everything had to be managed by Duan Zhuo.

Seeing Duan Zhuo's careful planning and worry-ridden appearance, Jiang Sui was very distressed. He was obviously a playful and troubled age, but he had to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

"I still have some pocket money in my card. I can borrow it from you to rent a house first, and pay it back to me when your dad finds a job."

"It's okay." The moment Duan Zhuo raised his head, he changed into a smiling face that would make people feel better when they saw him, "I can solve it."

Seeing the small dimple at the corner of Duan Zhuo's mouth, Jiang Suicai realized that Duan Zhuo's carefulness towards him was hidden in it.What is guarding is the same feeling that he wants to guard.

After going down the hillside and near the pier, Jiang Sui's mobile phone regained its full signal, and messages poured in like a flood. Cheng Ziyao couldn't contact them all the time, thinking that something happened at sea.

Jiang Sui hurriedly replied a message, and Cheng Ziyao called again, asking where they were.

"Still at the pier, ready to go back to Nancheng, I guess there are still seven or eight hours." Jiang Sui asked with a smile, "Did you sleep alone last night?"

"It's cool, of course it's cool." Cheng Ziyao asked back, "What about you? Is the hotel on the island comfortable? Can you see the sea?"

Jiang Sui couldn't help but glanced at the person walking in front, he couldn't simply judge what happened last night in terms of comfort or discomfort, he didn't dislike Duan Zhuo's approaching and hugging, that's why he let what he did For, but psychologically there is some resistance.

This kind of resistance is not aimed at homosexuality, it's just that he can't accept Duan Zhuo's kindness for the time being, and he doesn't dare to face it.

Today's Duan Zhuo is like a complicated math problem to him. He understands the problem, but he doesn't know how to solve it, let alone prove right and wrong.

He just wanted to close his eyes, open them again, and everything would return to normal.

It was the same half-meter-wide plank that was put down by the crew and tilted in the air. Duan Zhuo stopped in front of the plank, turned his head, and suddenly stretched out his right hand that had been in his pocket all the time.

Jiang Sui's mind quickly flashed the scene of the night before, Duan Zhuo was like this, took a step back, pretended to hold his hand casually, and frightened him, there are sharks in the sea.

But how could there be sharks on the shore?Only then did Jiang Sui realize how stupid he was.

With a premonition of what was going to happen next, Jiang Sui hung up the phone and put his hands in his pockets with complicated emotions.

Knowing what he wanted, but unable to respond, he could not do anything to misunderstand Duan Zhuo under such circumstances, it would make him feel guilty, so he said before Duan Zhuo stretched out his hand: "Come on, look at me!" What are you doing?"

He can assure that his demeanor and tone are the same as usual, but Duan Zhuo is still in a daze, looking at him, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

Jiang Sui's acting skills are very good, but Duan Zhuo has no acting talent at all. Jiang Sui looked at him with lowered eyebrows and arms, turned around and merged into the crowd.