Even so, I still like you

When going down the mountain, Zhang Yuhang was walking behind, wearing straw slippers from the hotel on his feet. His shoe size was two sizes larger than that of Shen Tongguang, so the whole heel was exposed, and walking was quite awkward.

He was fine wearing these shoes, but Shen Tongguang didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly let out a low cry, then fell into the mud with a slap, and struggled for a long time without getting up.

"..." Zhang Yuhang grabbed him by the collar and picked him up, "Did you miss it?"

Shen Tongguang grinned and rubbed his hands behind his back: "My back hurts."

Zhang Yuhang: "Why does my back hurt?"

Shen Tongguang glanced at him: "You definitely don't want to hear it."

"When did I say I don't want to hear it?"

Shen Tongguang asked straightforwardly: "Didn't you let me mention the past?"

Zhang Yuhang wanted to slap him: "Will you tell me?"

Shen Tongguang sighed: "I was hit by a car before, so I couldn't move for a long time, and my waist disc was bumped."

After he finished speaking nonchalantly, he patted the ashes on his knees, left the shocked Zhang Yuhang on the spot, and continued walking.

Soon, Zhang Yuhang caught up with him with big steps, and the distance between the two of them gradually shortened from the first few steps, half a step, to shoulder to shoulder.

As Shen Tongguang was walking, he suddenly couldn't help but let out a "hey hey", smiling like a thief.

Zhang Yuhang glanced at him: "Hey shit."

"I wish I was wearing high heels." Shen Tongguang said.

Zhang Yuhang ignored him.

After walking for a while, Shen Tongguang thought he was in a lively atmosphere and said: "Don't be so dark-faced, I have a protruding waist disc, it's not that the waist disc is bald and I can't stand up."

Zhang Yuhang suddenly became angry, and said coldly: "Can you say something nice?"

Shen Tongguang took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, and hurriedly pee, pee, and wrapped his arms around his arm like a snake: "My waist hurts so much."

Zhang Yuhang actually let him make a big fuss, and when he saw the stones on the road in the remaining half, he stretched out his feet and kicked them away to let Shen Tongguang walk more easily.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we arrived at the hotel. Both of them were already covered in sweat. They took baths one after another. When Shen Tongguang came out, there was only one floor lamp on in the room. Zhang Yuhang was sitting on the side table watching TV and drinking, listening to Hearing the voice, he raised his hand and beckoned to him: "Come here."

Shen Tongguang ran over and was grabbed by his lap: "Taste this plum wine."

"Didn't you let me drink?" Shen Tongguang struggled symbolically, his face still blushing from the heat, and smiled, "Why are you hugging me, are you not angry?"

Seeing that he had drunk, Zhang Yuhang said rather chokingly, "If you want to sleep with me, you'd better get drunk to do it."

Shen Tongguang was so angry that he jumped up, but Zhang Yuhang's hand suddenly groped under his bathrobe and rubbed his indescribable part, so his legs went limp uncontrollably, and he fell back suddenly, uncontrollably "Hmm "Sounded.

Probably because of drinking, Zhang Yuhang's voice sounded deeper and magnetic than usual: "Thinking about me doing it?"

Being pinched by the person he likes, Shen Tongguang almost softened into a puddle of water, his toes tremblingly landed on the ground, his whole body was shaking, and it took him a long time to remember and nod.

"Do you remember how you taught me?" Zhang Yuhang looked down at him with a half-smile and said, "Take off your clothes."

The bathrobe on Shen Tongguang's body quickly fell to the ground. Zhang Yuhang hugged him like a child, smelling the same smell on him as his own, and pinching the back of his neck with one hand, which was so gentle that Shen Tongguang couldn't help it. Fascinated, he hugged his neck tightly and confessed in a futile manner, panting very urgently.

Zhang Yuhang wiped the contents of his heart on his legs, waiting for him to pass the refractory period.After a long while, Shen Tongguang came back to his senses, raised his head and looked at him with wet eyes: "What about you?"

Zhang Yuhang was stunned: "What?"

"You must have thought about me doing it too, right?"

Zhang Yuhang looked at him without answering. Shen Tongguang was ecstatic, his eyes rolled into a smile, and he leaned forward to kiss him contentedly. The intimacy was so intimidating that he had no skills, just to exchange a little joy.

The sweet and sour taste of the wine diffused between the lips, and the aged wine was probably much longer than the time they separated.

The other party's long and soft eyelashes swept across the bridge of the nose, and the familiar feeling awakened the dusty memory for a long time. Zhang Yuhang suddenly lost control of his expression, and turned him over forcefully, making him kneel on the tatami.

The lights were off, but the paper sliding door facing the yard was still open, a full moon was hidden among the clouds, the wind moved and shadows moved, and everything was silent, only Zhang Yuhang said firmly: "Not once."

"Liar!" After Shen Tongguang finished speaking, his whole face twisted up suddenly, and he pushed back, "It hurts! You didn't wear it—"

Zhang Yuhang took advantage of the situation and grabbed his extended wrist, making him unable to speak a word, tears rolling down like broken threads.

"Why are you so thin?" Zhang Yuhang suddenly touched the protruding bone under his ribs, and clicked his tongue, "I hate ribs the most."

The shadows of the two kept approaching and separating, and the noise was loud in the quiet night.

Shen Tongguang lay on the ground and shed tears silently for a while before he got used to it, his head was buzzing, and just as he stopped, he heard Zhang Yuhang asking, "Why did you get hit by a car?"

Shen Tongguang was in pain and sadness, and he roared emotionally: "It's none of your business!"

Hearing his voice, Zhang Yuhang paused, let go of that wrist, pinched Shen Tongguang's chin and turned his face away: "Why are you crying?"

Shen Tongguang wanted to cry again, wanting to save face, and wiped his face back and forth like a penguin with his free hands: "I won't do it! Get out! Get out!"

Zhang Yuhang looked down at him, was silent for a moment, and then he really backed out slowly, and even reached out to rub his waist.

Shen Tongguang lay there in a state of embarrassment, his heart quite broken.He felt that Zhang Yuhang had a split personality, otherwise he could be so vicious all of a sudden and so gentle all of a sudden, making people at a loss as to what to do.

"My back doesn't hurt." After letting the other party rub for about 10 minutes, Shen Tongguang finally couldn't help saying, "It seems to be bleeding from the back."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuhang immediately went to turn on the light, stretched his legs and watched him carefully for a while, and finally said with a sigh of relief, "There is no blood."

Shen Tongguang muffled: "Oh, but it hurts."

"Rub it for you."

"do not……!"

Shen Tongguang grasped his arm tightly, feeling for the first time that he couldn't play Zhang Yuhang on the bed/playing with his mind.

Zhang Yuhang repeated the old trick, making him unable to stop and continued to ask about the car accident. Shen Tongguang felt that he was going to be played to death by him, and his head drooped lifelessly on his shoulders. The matter is clear.

……

The night seemed to grow a little too much.

Shen Tongguang cried several times and begged for mercy, but the other party was not enough. The moon in his vision gradually appeared many double images, and the second before his consciousness collapsed, he heard Zhang Yuhang biting his earlobe and asking: "Brother, don't call me!" Are you not afraid of being heard by the Buddha if you speak so loudly?"