I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"Finally able to hug another person without any burden."

Zhong Xun couldn't stop crying, and now he can't control it anymore, his cheeks are soaked, the corners of his eyes are red, even Chu Tingdong's palms are filled with his wet tears.

His throat was sore, tears rolled down his white and thin chin, and he cried without making a sound.

"Okay, don't cry." Chu Tingdong put on his skates and got a little taller. Zhong Xun hung his head and refused to lift it up. His head was almost stuck in his knees. He could only squat down, and then reached out to hug him .

Zhong Xun was in a state of embarrassment from crying, his eyes were swollen and hot, and he felt ashamed, so he stubbornly blocked it with his arms.

Chu Tingdong didn't dare to break his wrist hard, so he hugged him like this, rubbed his messy hair, pressed his cold lips on his forehead, and coaxed in a low voice: "There is one more night, don't you want to play?"

"Uh..." Zhong Xun raised his head slightly, his eyelashes were covered with a layer of wet mist, before he could speak, his throat choked up, and his eyes suddenly became redder with grievance.

Chu Tingdong felt distressed and felt a little funny, but he didn't control it anymore, his red phoenix eyes curved up, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Seeing him laughing, Zhong Xun couldn't bear it even more, choked up and felt wronged.

"I still want to see you skating." Zhong Xun whispered hoarsely.

"Do you want to be together?" Chu Tingdong squatted in front of him with one knee on the ice, raised his hand to wipe off the wet marks at the end of his eyes with his fingertips, and couldn't help rubbing his red lips. ,"I teach you?"

Zhong Xun's lips were touched by his cold fingertips, he subconsciously pressed his lips together, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he nodded.

Chu Tingdong got up and went to the storeroom to find another pair of skates for Zhong Xun. Zhong Xun leaned over to put them on, but Chu Tingdong didn't let him touch them. He held his ankles and lowered his eyes to help him put them on.

The bones of Zhong Xun's ankles are beautiful and slender. He spent a long time in the wardrobe at night and finally picked out a pair of black jeans. Chu Tingdong held them with his cold white and strong fingers. All stiffened.

He propped his elbows on his knees, hugging the down jacket in his arms tightly in embarrassment, but he couldn't hide the tips of his rosy ears.

Chu Tingdong helped him change the skates, tilted his head slightly, the tip of his nose almost touched his ear, and Zhong Xun's ear turned red instantly as if bleeding, Chu Tingdong couldn't hold back, and leaned in for a kiss.

"Go skating," Zhong Xun couldn't take it anymore, blushing, and urged him, "Why don't you go?"

"Get up." Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist.

He didn't want to teach Zhong Xun figure skating, but wanted to take him to play for a while first.

At the beginning, Zhong Xun was skating honestly beside Chu Tingdong, and then deliberately bumped into him. He knew it was dangerous, but Chu Tingdong could reach out to catch him every time.

It seemed that no matter how he slipped, Chu Tingdong would not let him fall.

"Don't bump into people." Chu Tingdong frowned slightly, put his arms around his waist, waited for him to nod reluctantly, and then let go.

But Zhong Xun was still holding his wrist, so Chu Tingdong had no choice but to hold him and slide for a while, his ice blade drew a small arc, and when it stopped on the ice, Zhong Xun bumped into his arms.

"Wait for me a while." Zhong Xun put his arms around the back of his neck, almost kissed him, but suddenly left him, turned his head and left anxiously.

Chu Tingdong stood there waiting for him. After about a minute, Zhong Xun came out of the security room with a SLR.

"Brother, you can skate that again," Zhong Xun said with a blushing face, "I want to record it."

Chu Tingdong raised his eyes and smiled at him.

Chu Tingdong skated for him again, even more proficient than last time. All the headlights on the ice rink were turned on, and the winter night in Ningcheng seemed like daytime. Zhong Xun kept adjusting and moving the camera.

In the telephoto lens, the lights of the ice rink are grand and splendid, and he can even see the tiny ice balls that Chu Tingdong's ice blade collides with, it's like a dream.

After Zhong Xun finished recording, Chu Tingdong went to change his shoes. Zhong Xun followed behind him eagerly. Seeing Chu Tingdong sitting on the steps, he also squatted aside. Chu Tingdong frowned slightly when he took off his skates , Zhong Xun tightened his expression.

"Does it hurt?" Zhong Xun stretched out his hand to touch his calf and ankle carefully.

Chu Tingdong didn't hide anything, and scratched his chin, "It's a little bit, it's okay."

Zhong Xun suddenly regretted that he should not have let Chu Tingdong skate for him again just now.

Chu Tingdong was afraid that he would be like this, and he couldn't control his thoughts, so he leaned over and wrapped his arms around the back of his neck, hooked it closer, pinched the tips of his ears, and asked in a low voice: "Baby, what did you take pictures of? "

Dazed, Zhong Xun was distracted by him, let him knead, obediently handed him the DSLR.

Zhong Xun’s recording is also good, his hand is very steady, the camera has been chasing him, but there is almost no shaking.

"Go to the security room and stay for a while." Chu Tingdong read it carefully, took his hand that was getting cold again, and pulled him up.

There was still a thin layer of sweat on his shoulders, Chu Tingdong reached out to touch it, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still have a stomachache?"

Zhong Xun shook his head.

When he got to the security room, Zhong Xun hugged his waist tightly without saying a word, his whole body was wrapped in hot heartbeat and temperature.

He gently touched Chu Tingdong's sweaty face with his fingertips, Chu Tingdong lowered his head and leaned closer to his hand, his brows and eyes were soaked in thin sweat and became darker and deeper.

Chu Tingdong looked at his beautiful eyelashes, his messy half-length hair complemented his fair complexion, but his lips were pursed thin red, with a wet color.

"Brother." Zhong Xun called him in a low voice.

Chu Tingdong's Adam's apple moved slightly, and couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him, Zhong Xun hooked his neck, and was hugged and kissed obediently for a while, as if his body was covered with the cold breath of Chu Tingdong.

He was docile for a few minutes at most, then his eyelashes trembled, his fingertips rested on the hem of Chu Tingdong's sweater, and his palm fell on his hot and flexible abdominal muscles to caress.

Zhong Xun was in a hurry, took off his sweater and trousers, and burrowed into his arms, with his arms still around his neck, licking and sucking his lips non-stop, kissing him in a disorderly manner, the good warmth was gone, and he became So anxious.

Chu Tingdong was almost laughed angrily, put his arms around his waist, and was touched by him all over his body without washing his hands.

Finally did it once.

Zhong Xun hung on Chu Tingdong's body weakly, and when Chu Tingdong let go of the hand that was strangling his waist, his knees swayed immediately, almost fell to his knees, and was picked up again by Chu Tingdong.

His face was flushed, his ears, neck, and collarbone were all red, Chu Tingdong felt him trembling in his arms.

"I won't call you an idiot in the future..." Zhong Xun suddenly whispered, halfway through speaking, he pursed his lips, and then opened them slightly, he hesitated to speak, he was so entangled, his soul was struggling.

Chu Tingdong: "..."

"What do you want to say?" Chu Tingdong wrapped his down jacket around him and asked amusedly.

Zhong Xun turned his head and refused to continue talking.

Zhong Xun couldn't help licking and biting the tattoo on his wrist just now, it was wet with tears and saliva, Chu Tingdong simply didn't wrap the gauze again, anyway, the tattoo has been finished for more than a day anyway.

"My waist is red from your pinching, and I still have marks." Zhong Xun was foolishly put on the down jacket hat by Chu Tingdong, and then raised his neck to expose his head, complaining mutteringly.

Chu Tingdong didn't want to talk, the place on his back where he grabbed it still hurts.

Anyway, don't dislike anyone.

Half of Zhong Xun's face was covered by the collar of his down jacket, only showing a pair of big eyes with flushed eyes looking at him, his bare feet were still stepping on his legs, Chu Tingdong also looked down at him.

I don't know what's going on, but I suddenly laughed together.

Zhong Xun supported the sofa with his knees, sat up with difficulty, and then hugged him stickily.

Chu Tingdong thought he was about to suffer from hysteria again, but Zhong Xun leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother, thank you for coming to Ningcheng."

Chu Tingdong was startled.

In fact, when Chu Tingdong went to look for him by the river, Zhong Xun was not very happy. He waited eagerly for a whole day, but almost failed, which made his heart ache, thinking that Chu Tingdong was playing tricks on him.

Although he knew in his heart that Chu Tingdong was not this kind of person.

Now I can't get angry at all.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to take the flight yesterday morning, but the tattoo delayed me a bit." Chu Tingdong stretched out his arms to hug him, rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of his neck, and explained to him.

He wanted to make a three-dimensional effect, which would make it look more furry, and he thought Zhong Xun would like it, but he didn't finish it for most of the night, so he missed the flight.

Zhong Xun stared at his wrist without blinking.

"Do you like it?" Chu Tingdong asked him.

Zhong Xun blushed and nodded.

Wrapped in a down jacket, he leaned over and kissed Chu Tingdong, after the kiss he was so bored that he was covered in sweat.

Chu Tingdong pinched him back and forth, and he couldn't help moaning, and was held down and fucked gently again.

He was so tired that he couldn't lift his fingers and was still dizzy. He regretted it now, lay on the sofa and scolded Chu Tingdong first, and then complained aggrievedly with him.

Chu Tingdong: "..." Why don't you call him an idiot after you agree?

"Don't you want to eat barbecue?" Chu Tingdong got up and put on a sweater, saw him lying down for a while, turned over and lay down again, so he stretched out his hand and patted his buttocks.

Zhong Xun stopped doing it immediately, and kicked his legs to kick him, but his ankle was grabbed again.

"The door is closed so late." Zhong Xun couldn't move, so he raised one leg, opened his knee carelessly, and muttered.

On the contrary, Chu Tingdong was embarrassed at first, his ears were reddish, he looked away, handed him his trousers, and said in a cold voice, "I'll make it for you."

It's too late to go to the store now, but the small supermarket next to the ice rink should still have stock. Chu Tingdong went over to take a look, and sure enough the freezer was still open. He took some bacon, and various grilled meats and vegetables. BBQ ingredients...then calculated the price and took the money to the security room together after paying.

He made it from the oven in the security room, and Zhong Xun squatted aside and waited to eat, but the roasting was a bit slow, so he couldn't wait, so he went outside to hang up the lantern first.

"What else did you buy?" Chu Tingdong saw him wandering around through the window, like a lost puppy.

When he walked in, he grabbed his wrist.

He knew that Zhong Xun would definitely buy a lot of messy things, but he didn't expect him to buy so much, staring at the red lantern painted on glass, he couldn't help but curl his lower lip.

Zhong Xun carried the big and small bags, and opened them all for him to see. Before Chu Tingdong could see clearly, he suddenly wanted to block them again in a hurry. No matter how he looked, he seemed guilty of guilt.

As a result, Chu Tingdong really wanted to take a look.

"Don't touch it." Chu Tingdong didn't allow him to get in the way, and grabbed Zhong Xun's hands.

Zhong Xun blushed.

Chu Tingdong looked down, couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, Zhong Xun also bought a box of Okamoto ultra-thin for the New Year promotion.

"You bought it, why didn't you tell me or take it out?" Chu Tingdong asked him in a low voice.

Zhong Xun spoke softer than him, and said shamefully and angrily: "I forgot!"

Chu Tingdong stuffed the small box into his palm, smiled and got up to look at the oven, Zhong Xun was holding it so hot that his palms were sweating, so he put it in the pocket of Chu Tingdong's down jacket.

He took a long time to fill it up, and then leaned over to have a barbecue. It was relatively simple, and there were not many ingredients, but the taste was very good, at least Zhong Xun thought so.

If Chu Tingdong didn't stop him, fearing that his stomach would hurt, he could finish the whole plate.

Zhong Xun also went to turn on the TV. The TV in the security room was a bit old, but it was barely enough to watch a party.

He's grown up so much that he hasn't watched it seriously, and it just so happens that it's a new round of rebroadcast now.

He and Chu Tingdong nestled on the sofa, feeling cold, they wrapped their down jackets again, and then leaned on Chu Tingdong's shoulders.

"Sleepy or not?" Chu Tingdong took his hand, rubbing the back of his hand with his fingertips, "What else do you want to do later?"

Zhong Xun was not sleepy at all, he didn't want to sleep all night, but for a while, he couldn't think of anything else he wanted to do.

"Aren't the fireworks over yet?" Chu Tingdong was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked him.

Zhong Xun raised his eyelashes and hummed softly.

Chu Tingdong watched the party with his arms around him for another hour, and then went out to set off fireworks. There were not many left, so Chu Tingdong went to the alley to buy some fireworks sticks.

It was snowing in the middle of the night, Zhong Xun took a lighted firework stick, flashed bright sparks, looked up to see Chu Tingdong set off fireworks for him, and it complemented the other people in the other alley, shining brightly Night on Xiujing Street.

Chu Tingdong covered his cold ears with his hands, and Zhong Xun leaned slightly in his arms, the sparkling light from the fireworks sticks reflected his face brightly, and his eyes were also extraordinarily brilliant.

His unhappiness all night seemed to melt away, and he no longer felt any regrets.

The night of New Year's Eve in Xiujing Street was much cooler than usual, but there were still many people cooking bonfires. Zhong Xun and Chu Tingdong wandered along this street for a while.

He wanted to pull Chu Tingdong's hand, but he was afraid of being seen, so he turned his head to look to the other side from time to time, then moved closer, and bumped Chu Tingdong's shoulder to cover up.

Chu Tingdong didn't respond after being bumped two or three times by him, Zhong Xun wanted to provoke him even more, this time he bumped his head in sullenly, but the moment he bumped upwards, Chu Tingdong turned his lower body slightly.

Zhong Xun didn't have time to react, his forehead thumped, and he hit his chest like a calf.

Chu Tingdong vomited blood after being hit by him, Zhong Xun himself rubbed his forehead crying and said angrily, "What are you doing, you turned around suddenly, I gave you a concussion!"

Chu Tingdong: "..." Who hits who first?

Speechlessly, he raised his hand in the shadow of the alley and rubbed Zhong Xun's flushed forehead. Seeing that it was already five or six o'clock in the morning, he took his hand and coaxed, "Go back to the hotel and sleep, and come out tomorrow."

Zhong Xun was also tired, and he didn't want to make any more fuss, so he obediently followed Chu Tingdong to the hotel.

Chu Tingdong put hot water on him to let him take a bath. It took less than 5 minutes. When he came out of the bathroom and looked up, Zhong Xun had already fallen asleep, half of his trousers were taken off, hanging on his knees.

"Stupid." Chu Tingdong pinched his slightly pouty lips and said in a low voice.

Maybe Zhong Xun heard someone scolding him in his sleep, turned over in dissatisfaction, and pointed his ass at Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong laughed angrily, stretched out his hand to pull him up, dragged him to take a bath for a while, Zhong Xun also didn't wake up, was so sleepy that he passed out, and when he was put on the bed, he lay down on Chu Tingdong's body completely. sleep peacefully.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhong Xun didn't wake up until noon, but Chu Tingdong didn't wake up yet, with a cold and slender arm wrapped around his waist, and the other hand was still pressing the back of his head.

Zhong Xun pulled his wrist and took a sip, and took a photo with his mobile phone, he couldn't put it down.

Chu Tingdong was awakened by his kneading, his brows were furrowed and then loosened, and he pinched his face speechlessly.

"Do you want to go home?" Zhong Xun was pinched until his cheeks turned red, but he didn't hide, he opened his eyes and looked at him. Chu Tingdong couldn't bear it anymore, so he stretched out his hand to rub, and bowed his head to kiss him.

"You can go back if you want," Chu Tingdong said, "If you don't want to, just wait for me here, and I'll come back to you after I go back."

Wu Yulan called him yesterday, and he told her that he was looking for Zhong Xun and that he already had a place to live.

But it is still necessary to go back.

In fact, Chu Tingdong didn't expect to be able to hide anything from her. He could only hide it for as long as possible. After all, Zhong Zhonglin wanted to do something to Zhong Xun, so he couldn't see it and ignore it.

He has been meddling in Zhong Xun's affairs, and everyone will feel that something is wrong.

Wu Yulan doesn't know yet, and probably never will be able to imagine that her proud son will be gay, otherwise she would have discovered that his relationship with Zhong Xun was not right before.

"I'll go too." Zhong Xun hesitated, still not at ease.

He was quite afraid that Chu Tingdong would be impulsive and take the initiative to come out to Wu Yulan, but no matter what he thought, Chu Tingdong was much more stable than him.

He doesn't want to come out now, no matter whether he can get into university or not, he hopes that Chu Tingdong will feel happy when he is in Ningcheng and have no regrets when he leaves.

It was a rare bright winter day, Zhong Xun went to have lunch with Chu Tingdong first, and then went home at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, when he was about to go downstairs, Zhong Xun grabbed Chu Tingdong's wrist.

"Suddenly want to hug." Zhong Xun smiled at him, beautiful and bright, like the brilliant spring that can't be concealed by the boundless snow.

Chu Tingdong remembered the first time he met Zhong Xun fighting with someone on Xiujing Street, the streets were wet and dirty, and there was a group of menacing flower arms on the opposite side, only Zhong Xun was thin and clean, like a small moon.

Chu Tingdong leaned over and hugged him so tightly that Zhong Xun almost felt unable to breathe, but he was unwilling to let him go.

He also put his arms around Chu Tingdong's waist, even though there was no one around, his cheeks were still crimson and his eyes were a little red.

Chu Tingdong satisfied all his reasonable thoughts and occasional greed, he seemed to be wrapped in tenderness, and the flooded and sharp thorns all over his body were willingly gathered back.

Finally, I can learn to hug another person without any burden.

The author says:

The previous chapter accidentally posted half of it in a mess. I may have to re-read the treasure I read before 60.00:[-] last night. I have revised a lot from the [-]% point, so please everyone! qwq;

The codeword software I used recently cannot copy the entire chapter with one click, and it is always messy to select with the mouse...

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!