forgotten island

Zhang Chengyi didn't say that he would come back for dinner at night, so Nan Qing just dealt with it casually. After the meal, he took out his cello. He hadn't touched his cello for a long time. Zhang Chengyi always didn't like him playing music. After Qing was with him, there was no further pull.

He reached out and touched his violin carefully, took out the rosin and wiped the bow hair back and forth, then gently wiped the body of the violin, checked the bridge, and loosened the bow hair again, and finally put the cello Put it in a piano case covered with velvet cloth.

After finishing all this, Nan Qing changed into a white shirt, poured a glass of water, sat on the sofa, and began his long wait again.

……

The car lights outside flashed, Nan Qing ran downstairs as usual, and stood respectfully at the door waiting for Zhang Chengyi to open the door to come in, but this time Zhang Chengyi did not appear for a long time.

Nan Qing seemed to be aware of it, lowered his head and blinked his eyes, then walked slowly to the window, there was a drizzle outside, and under the light of the street lamps, it looked like small dust floating in the air, the scene outside the window was particularly beautiful Romantic, soft rain, street lamps, shadows of branches, shadowy and mottled like a painting.Nan Qing's eyes fell not far away. Through the cold glass, he saw Zhang Chengyi lowering his head and kissing a boy. Because it was too dark, he couldn't see the boy's appearance clearly. He only knew that they were close together, the distance between lovers , I don't know how long it took them to separate.

The raindrops fell on their shoulders, gentle and careful, Nan Qing saw Zhang Chengyi handed over his umbrella to the boy, they talked for a while in the rain, finally Zhang Chengyi raised his hand and rubbed the boy's hair, the boy just Reluctantly get in the car and leave.

Seeing such a nostalgic scene, Nan Qing's heart undoubtedly began to beat dully again, it was painful.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, and stood by the window lonely, like a rotten tree.

Zhang Chengyi is so gentle, Nan Qing thought so.

He hasn't seen such a gentle Mr. Zhang for a long time.How long has it been, he can't remember clearly, he only remembers that Zhang Chengyi held his face and kissed him so carefully when he was the most tender.

Nanqing, you should get used to it.

Zhang Chengyi is about to open the door in 1 minute.

Nan Qing took a few steps back, reached out and pulled the curtains, blocking everything outside from the heavy curtains.

but……

Nan Qing clutched his chest.

However, it still hurts.

30 seconds left.

It hurts.

Why, you should get used to it.Why did I still feel sore when I saw it again.

15 seconds left.

Nan Qing.Do not cry.

do not Cry.

3 seconds left.

Nan Qing raised her hand and wiped her eyes vigorously.

The sound of the door lock came.

The door opened slowly.

Nan Qing raised his head and showed a smiling face: "Mr. Zhang, you are back."

Zhang Chengyi froze when he entered the door of the house, he frowned and looked at Nan Qing who was smiling nicely: "Didn't I tell you not to laugh?"

Nan Qing seemed to know that this would happen, so he immediately put away his smile and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Chengyi waved his hand, took off his coat and handed it over.Nan Qing immediately reached out to catch it, he watched Zhang Chengyi brush past him, and watched Zhang Chengyi's back shrinking little by little.

Of course Nan Qing knew that Zhang Chengyi didn't like him laughing, but right now, if he didn't smile, he would cry, and he didn't want to cry in front of Zhang Chengyi.

Nan Qing watched Zhang Chengyi disappear from his sight, and he moved his feet. When he came to the room, there was the sound of water in the bathroom. Zhang Chengyi didn't take a bath, he seemed to have let go of all the water. Nan Qing stood there in a daze. At the door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door after a while, standing at the door and asked, "Is the water temperature not suitable?"

After a long time, Zhang Chengyi ignored him, Nan Qing had no choice but to bring his pajamas, and stood obediently at the door, waiting for Zhang Chengyi to come out.Nan Qing waited until his feet started to feel numb before Zhang Chengyi came out of the foggy bathroom. His whole body was wet and not dried, his hair was neatly combed to the back of his head, he stood condescendingly, his beautiful eyes slightly Hanging, his eyes calmly fell on Nan Qing's body from his eyelids: "Are you still asleep?"

Nan Qing was stunned. As usual, what is essential is to do and love. Nan Qing would take a bath and put on his favorite white shirt every time before Zhang Chengyi came back. These are the essential preparations. It is the behavior that Nanqing has engraved into the bone marrow in the past few years, and it is the default process.But today Zhang Chengyi leaned against the door and asked him casually: "Are you still asleep?"

This sentence slapped Nan Qing's face fiercely like a slap, making him wait habitually, and it became a joke. Nan Qing was like a lustful and dissatisfied person, a slut waiting to be raped by a man.

Seeing that Nan Qing didn't respond, Zhang Chengyi pursed his lips, bumped Nan Qing with some dissatisfaction, then pulled out the pajamas from Nan Qing's arms, and came to the bed, Nan Qing's body was knocked to the left side, and then he I heard Zhang Chengyi say: "Others have served me before."

The eye sockets turned red almost at the same time Zhang Chengyi finished speaking. He blinked his eyes very hard to relieve the soreness in his eyes. Afraid that Zhang Chengyi would notice something strange, Nan Qing said nonchalantly: "I'm going to clean the bathroom. Turn on the exhaust fan." After speaking, he walked into the bathroom, and there was still a sticky dampness inside, as well as the smell of Zhang Chengyi's body, and the smell stuck to Nan Qing's skin little by little along with the water vapor floating in the air.Nan Qing leaned against the sink in some pain, then turned on the water and washed his face.He stayed in the bathroom for a while, waiting for the redness in his eyes to fade before he came out.

Only one bedside lamp was turned on outside, Zhang Chengyi was already lying on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, with the computer on his knees, typing with his head down, the light from the computer screen printed on his face It is indescribably beautiful, the facial features are light and dark, the deep places seem to be accentuated with ink, and the soft places are extraordinarily gentle. If this is a painting, it must be a pleasing one, which will make Nan Qinghua bought the painting at a high price.

This face has bewitched Nan Qing for so long that no matter what happens, just looking at Zhang Chengyi's face will make her feel better.

Nan Qing looked down on herself from the bottom of her heart.

However, whoever makes me like him, there is no reason to say that I like him, and there is no grievance to say, after all, everything is voluntary, no wonder anyone, especially Zhang Chengyi.

Nan Qing crawled into the bed without saying a word, and lay down quietly. There was a considerable distance between the two of them, and Zhang Chengyi didn't speak a word to him during the whole process. A little warmth, even just a little bit, but he didn't dare, he could only carefully bow his back, trying to get closer to Zhang Chengyi in this way.

The sound of Zhang Chengyi's keyboard beat Nan Qing's heart rhythmically in the quiet night.No matter how long Zhang Chengyi worked, Nan Qing was sober.

When Zhang Chengyi was lying down, a gust of wind blew into the bed and gently scraped Nan Qing's bowed back, and then he felt his back was tightly pressed against a hard object, not Zhang Chengyi's embrace, He knew every bit of Zhang Chengyi too clearly, he could know what it was without looking.

It was Zhang Chengyi's back, he didn't hug him like usual, only left him with an indifferent back.

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Nanmuzi fish:

Thanks I'm already pissed off.