lake garden moon

"What are we going to watch tonight?" Elvis asked Kang Zhier, "Is it still a cartoon?"

At this moment, they are in the quiet projection room.

Elvis sat on the sofa, still feeling a little unbelievable in his heart.

He didn't expect that after last night, Kang Zhier would take the initiative to invite him to watch a movie again.

When he asked the question, Kang Zhier was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, facing the projection equipment, bending his neck and studying the Blu-ray disc in his hand.

"Let's revisit the classics tonight." Hearing Elvis' question, he turned around and held up the Blu-ray disc in his hand to show Elvis, "Love musical - "The Pianist on the Sea."

After speaking, he turned his body back, unwrapped the outer casing of the video disc, and put the disc into the projector.

Then, he got up from the carpet, walked back barefoot, came to Elvis' side, and naturally sat down on the sofa.

The floppy calfskin sofa dimpled slightly when he sat down.Kang Zhier put his limbs away and laid them on the sofa docilely.

When the film kicked off, Elvis picked up the popcorn on the table and silently put it in Kang Zhier's arms.Kang Zhier took it, his eyes fixed on the screen, followed the background music of the title, and entered the sea world in the early [-]th century.

When 1900 showed his piano talent for the first time in the movie, Kang Zhier, who was watching the movie quietly, suddenly said to Elvis next to him: "Elvis, you play the piano just like him. good."

Elvis turned his face and looked at Kang Zhier in the moving light and shadow of the movie.

At this time, the popcorn in Kang Zhier's arms had turned into an ice cream bucket.He lowered his head, grabbed Elvis' hand, held his palm gently, and said in a mellow voice, "Your fingers are much slender than Tim Ross's, and they are born to play the piano."

Elvis turned his head slightly to one side, looked at Kang Zhier's friendly side face, and replied softly: "Thank you."

Kang Zhier looked up at him, smiled at him, then turned around and continued watching the movie.

The movie continues playing.The most heart-warming part of the whole movie comes when Padovan, played by Melanie Thierry, enters the frame.

The protagonist 1900 is introverted and reticent, not good at expressing.When composing music, he inadvertently raised his eyes and accidentally saw Padovan standing outside the cabin.

1900 fell in love with Padowan at first sight, and Tim Rose's wet blue eyes came to life.

1900 fell in love with this delicate and charming young girl who was as silent as him.For her, 1900 ran to the cabin secretly at the risk of being discovered.Staring at the girl's face in the dark, he kissed her lightly.

While watching this segment, the screening room was eerily quiet.

Finally, Padovan disembarked and went ashore. 1900 wanted to give her that precious music record as a gift, but because of the distance between them, the fate of the two stopped regretfully.

Kang Zhier was immersed in the plot of the movie, leaning on the sofa with his upper body, and asked Elvis sadly: "He really loves her, right?"

"Before Padovan appeared," Elvis replied calmly, "I don't think 1900 had the concept of love in his heart."

"Giuseppe is really good at expressing delicate emotions," Kang Zhier propped his chin with his hands, with a faint expression of bewilderment on his face, "Every time I watch this passage, I feel sad."

"Have you seen this movie many times?" Elvis peeled a lychee for him.

Kang Zhier took the lychee and ate it in one bite, his whole mouth was sweet.

"Sometimes I can't find a good movie," he replied to Elvis, "I'll just open this movie and watch it."

Hearing this, Elvis had a thoughtful smile on his face, and said lightly: "A friend I know, he told me that his little boyfriend likes to watch "Edward Scissorhands" very much. , outing, or anniversaries, their must-have programs include watching "Edward Scissorhands."

After listening to his words, Kang Zhier answered with a cheerful expression: "I also like "Edward Scissorhands"."

"Really?" Elvis turned to look at him.

"Well," Kang Zhier nodded, "Winona is beautiful and fragile, like a crystal. I like her very much."

While speaking, his head lowered unconsciously, as if he had thought of something on his mind.After laughing for a while, he spoke softly and told Elvis: "Winona is my sexual enlightenment object."

"Really?" Elvis was slightly surprised.

Kang Zhier lowered his eyelids, rested his chin on his chest, and nodded slightly.

"Ah."

After answering, he suddenly turned his eyes, looked at Elvis, and asked him, "Elvis, have you ever had one?"

As soon as the words fell, he added and asked: "No?"

Elvis was staring at him at first, but when he heard this question, he silently leaned back against the back of the sofa, lowered his eyes and nodded.

"some."

"Who?"

Kang Zhier straightened up from the sofa and looked at him curiously.

Elvis didn't raise his eyes, but with a quiet smile on his face, he became quieter, and spoke slowly: "My sexual enlightenment object is, is..."

Kang Zhier was still out of the situation at first, looking at Elvis's vague expression, suddenly, something flashed through his mind.

He suddenly understood.

"Elvis, you did it on purpose!" Kang Zhier raised his hand to cover his eyes, stomped his feet and muttered, "You are too bad!"

Elvis put his hands on both his wrists, tried to take his hands away from his eyes, and apologized to him with a smile: "Xiao Zhi, I'm sorry."

Kang Zhier turned around with a thin skin, lying on the pillow, with his back facing Elvis, pursing his lips.

"Ignore you!"

Elvis withdrew his hand and looked at the back of him quietly.

Kang Zhier buried his face at first, but later, he slowly raised his face, resting his cheek on his arm, frowning in depression and confusion.

Elvis sat very obediently behind him, waiting for him to speak.

After a period of time, Kang Zhier ended his inner struggle, put his face on a pillow, and asked Elvis in a low voice: "Elvis, what have you done to the imaginary me?"

"At once……"

As soon as Elvis opened his mouth, he didn't dare to continue listening, and interrupted Elvis: "You better stop talking."

Elvis went silent.

Afterwards, he put his palm on Kang Zhier's back, and apologized to Kang Zhier again: "I'm sorry, Xiaozhi."

Hearing his tone, Kang Zhier felt that it was quite sincere, and decided not to argue with him.

He got up from the pillow, and after sitting upright on the sofa, he arched his lips and said, "Forget it, I forgive you. After all, you seem to really like me."

"It's not like," Elvis gave him a concerned look, and then corrected him gently, "it just likes it."

Faced with Elvis' straightforward confession, Kang Zhier felt embarrassed, lowered his head, and vaguely agreed: "Got it."

Elvis sat side by side with him on the sofa, leaned slightly to his side, looked at him quietly for a moment, and said to him: "I thought, for you, Bai Qingzai would be the object of enlightenment."

"No." Kang Zhier lowered his face and shook his head slightly, "I haven't thought about it."

After finishing speaking, after a while, he continued in a low voice: "However, I have imagined the picture of kissing Brother Qing Zai."

"Really?" The question in Elvis' tone suddenly faded.

Kang Zhier didn't notice this subtle change, immersed in the thoughts of memories, subconsciously touched his lips with his fingertips, and nodded.

"Ah."

"In your imagination, what does that look like?" Elvis' voice came from behind him.

"Hmm..." Kang Zhier pondered for a moment, recalling the scene, "Actually, it's nothing special, I just thought it would be in a certain beautiful place, such as a park or next to a fountain. I don't need any specific atmosphere. , It’s a natural and natural kiss.”

In the screening room, Elvis' black eyes were not so bright, he lowered his eyes and said lightly: "This kiss is so beautiful."

"well enough."

Kang Zhier's thoughts were concentrated in the memory, and he didn't hear the depression hidden in Elvis' words.

Suddenly, he heard Elvis ask him, "So, you should be disappointed?"

The person who kissed him for the first time was Elvis, not Bai Qingzai.

"what?"

This sudden question brought Kang Zhier back to his senses.He turned his head and looked in Elvis' direction, unexpectedly finding the sadness in Elvis' eyes.

Kang Zhier was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly approached Elvis, put his hands on the sides of Elvis' face, and stroked Elvis' eyebrows with his fingers.

"Elvis, don't be sad." He whispered to Elvis.

His reassurance didn't help, and Elvis's downcast eyebrows looked even more lost.

Kang Zhier felt a surge of remorse in his heart, which tugged at his heart and made him feel uncomfortable.

He is the one who made the situation like this.

Kang Zhier's mind was disturbed, and he took both hands off Elvis' face.The darkness and silence in the projection room made it hard for him to breathe, and he wanted to get out for a breath of fresh air to wake himself up.

Thinking, he stood up, but he was dizzy and couldn't figure out the direction. He wanted to go out to the left, but his body turned to the right.As a result, he was devastated and hit the edge of the wooden table with one leg.

Kang Zhier fell back on the sofa all of a sudden, the sharp pain from his shin made his scalp numb for a while.

Like a wounded animal, he endured the pain and curled up in the sofa, his waist was tightened, his head rested on his knee, he only hugged the bruised right leg, panting with difficulty and shortness of breath.

Elvis saw the whole process of his injury, held his arm, and asked him in a low voice with concern: "Xiao Zhi, does it hurt?"

Kang Zhier didn't easily show his vulnerability in front of others, he closed his eyes tightly and shook his head quickly.

"Does it really not hurt?" Elvis looked at him worriedly.

Kang Zhier buried his face and shook his head again.

"It doesn't hurt."

Talking made him relax instantly, followed by more and more clear bone pain.

But Kang Zhier didn't say anything, just gritted his teeth and continued to endure.

A brief silence passed, and Kang Zhier felt that Elvis was sitting closer to him.

At the same time, a hand was carefully placed on the back of his neck.

The heat brought by this hand relieved part of the pain in Kang Zhier's body.

Kang Zhier slowly raised his head and looked at Elvis' eyes staring at him.

"Xiao Zhi," Elvis stared at him with sincere concern in his eyes, "in front of me, you can cry out for pain."

"I won't laugh at you."

Elvis' words disintegrated the strong shield in Kang Zhier's heart.

"It hurts," Kang Zhier no longer pretended to be nonchalant, and frowned, telling him, "It really hurts."

"I know." Elvis nodded slightly.

"What do you know?" Kang Zhier looked at him puzzled, "I was the one who hit my leg."

In the dim light, Elvis didn't have much expression on his face, he just answered him slowly: "Xiaozhi, I can feel your pain."

What Elvis said was true, he could feel all the emotions that Kang Zhier revealed.

I like Bai Qingzai.

fear of him.

He can.

Elvis' gaze and tone softened Kang Zhier, he looked at Elvis and asked, "Is it true?"

"real."

Elvis sat in front of him, and when he said this, his eyes were calm and sincere, and his warm palm was pressed between Kang Zhier's face and neck.

Pain and negativity are driven away by the silence around you.At this moment, it seems that Kangzhier and Elvis are on the silent moon far away from the earth that they have seen together many times.

When Elvis finished answering, Kang Zhier looked into his eyes and suddenly forgot everything.

The pain in his calf, what he was going to say next, including the untimely closeness between them now—all of this, he had forgotten.

Kang Zhier didn't know what was wrong with him, when his consciousness came back to reality, his fingers were grabbing Elvis' arm with some force.

Elvis avoided his injured leg and bent over him slightly, wrapping him in his arms with his broad arms.

Kang Zhier's face was very hot, probably covered by the temperature of Elvis' body.His eyes were slightly open, and what he saw was a somewhat dim space.

He was curled up on the sofa, and when he started to feel uncomfortable because of this curled up position for a long time, Elvis suddenly embraced him, picked him up and sat on his lap.

Kang Zhier's brain couldn't think, and when he got up, the surrounding light became more obvious.

His eyelids closed even tighter (he didn't dare to open his eyes subconsciously, because he would see the real world when he opened them).

His current body seemed to be boneless, limp and limp in Elvis' arms, his cheeks being hit by the warm breath.

When Elvis and his lips kissed for a long time, Kang Zhier moved the tip of his tongue unknowingly—this became a signal, and their bodies quietly pressed against each other afterwards.

The two hugged each other tightly and kissed each other's lips and tongue, their breath and thoughts gradually became chaotic.

Suddenly, the hour bell rang in the mansion.The sound of the bell, like an extended human arm, easily reached the projection room and reached their ears.

When Kang Zhier heard the bell, he woke up suddenly, pushed away Elvis who was kissing him, and then frantically tried to get off Elvis.

Elvis looked a little dazed at first, then gradually calmed down, watching his movements without saying a word.

When Kang Zhier got off Elvis and met Elvis' gaze, he seemed flustered.

"Yes, sorry."

After saying this, Kang Zhier ran and escaped from the projection room.

The breakfast room on the second day was extremely quiet, and the two people who were eating breakfast did not speak.

Kang Zhier was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up at Elvis.

Elvis, on the other hand, had a disengaged expression, looking absent-minded.

Bandari stood by, looked at the two children, and said lovingly and caringly: "Both of you, you didn't sleep well last night."

Hearing Bandari's words, Kang Zhier's expression immediately became unnatural.

He pretended to raise his eyelids, quietly looked at Elvis who was sitting opposite, but unexpectedly bumped into——Elvis was also observing him secretly.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Kang Zhier lay down on the sofa exhausted.

"What to do, I'm like a bad boy now." He said to Erin on the phone.

"It's not like," Irene answered him very calmly, "You are."

Kang Zhier immediately fell into grief.

"Okay, okay," Irene comforted him, "Even if you are a bad boy or a scumbag, you are still just a pure scumbag who can't figure it out."

After listening to Irene's comfort, Kang Zhier buried his face in the pillow and whimpered.