Precipitous spring breeze blows drunk sober

Originally, Dongxun came back this time to make himself sober, but unexpectedly he became drunk.

When Xiang Bei treated him well, he thought that something had really changed.He wanted to help Xiang Bei to admit it, but after Xiang Bei confessed, he was unwilling to admit it, so he went around and went back to the same place, eight years ago.

The difference is that he only had the courage once. This time he didn't have enough courage to leave and chose to stay at home.

Both of them tacitly pretended that what happened that night had never happened, and they also pretended that they had never heard those words. Xiangbei picked up Dongxun as usual, and Dongxun also fulfilled his promise to teach Xiangbei how to play the piano every day.

The days are very peaceful and stable, Xiangbei is still very good for Dongxun.

That day, Xiang Bei didn't go to pick up Dong Xun. When Dong Xun returned home, he found a faint blue light coming from the crack in the door of the guest room on the first floor.

He put down the key and got closer, when he heard a click, the light inside turned on.

Xiang Bei opened the door and came out, just in time to meet Dong Xun who was frowning, and said, "Are you hungry, let's eat first?"

Dong Xun looked inside, but before he could see anything clearly, he was turned to the north and pushed towards the dining table.

Auntie has something to do, so she left after cooking. The dishes on the table are just right, and they need to be reheated after a while.

Xiangbei asked Dongxun if he could eat it, and Dongxun nodded and said it was okay.

After the meal, the two put away the dishes and chopsticks. Dong Xun rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes, but Xiang Bei brought him to the guest room.

"Usually you are busy with work and don't have time to go out." He pushed open the door, and Dong Xun saw a projector facing the wall. "I installed a home theater at home."

Dong Xun looked back at him, and was pushed into the door by him.

"Theatrical movies you don't have time to watch can be watched at home after they go offline." Xiang Bei set up two chairs in the room, which can be adjusted by remote control. He took Dong Xun to lie on the chairs while adjusting them and said, "I'll accompany you." .”

Dongxun looked around, touched the leather chair, and said, "Are you going to lock me up at home?"

Xiang Bei froze.

He didn't speak, Dong Xun continued.

"Fill up all my time, go out to class during the day, and when I come back at night, someone else will give me lessons, and then teach you to play the piano. In your free time, you watch movies with me. You are afraid that I will leave, and you have no reason to keep me." He seemed careless , In fact, every word is pierced towards the north heart like a sword.

He was vaguely looking forward to seeing Xiangbei being pierced by thousands of arrows and dripping blood. He was in pain, but he was also looking forward to being reborn in a desperate situation.

"Is that right, north?"

Xiang Bei was speechless, Dong Xun saw through his thoughts at a glance, and he didn't even have time to struggle to argue.

So he said lightly: "Then will you leave?"

Dong Xun shook his head: "No."

"Xiang Bei, are you afraid of losing? - You have never lost from the beginning to the end. I left eight years ago, and it was also your ruthless victory, wasn't it?

"In front of me, I won't let you lose, I love you so much, I give you everything——

"Dignity was crushed and trampled under your feet. After running away for eight years, I still came back, didn't I?"

Dongxun originally wanted to punish Xiangbei, but was embarrassed to find that Xiangbei is still the fearless Xiangbei, it doesn't matter whether he loves or hates, as long as he gets what he wants, his heart will never hurt.

On the contrary, the beating heart in his chest was shattered into countless pieces—punishing Xiang Bei was like punishing himself.

Xiang Bei knew that his behavior could not move Dong Xun, but these words came from Dong Xun who has always been gentle. The strange tone and emotion really pierced his heart, and he could only blame everything on Dong Xun. The eight years of Dongxun's life that I did not participate in.

They were brothers, and they had had ambiguous feelings and relationships that he didn't want to admit.Dong Xun was right, he single-handedly created a ruthless victory, and it is still the same now.

After all, Dongxun is by his side, from the beginning to the end, his whole heart is with him.

Then he asked, "What movie do you want to see?"

Dong Xun lay wearily on the chair, pinching the space between his brows, ignoring his lack of response, and lazily said: "You can watch anything, I might fall asleep later."

Even though the atmosphere was a bit depressing, Xiang Bei couldn't help laughing when he heard his words, picked an old movie, turned down the volume and said, "Okay."

Dong Xun didn't know the meaning of this kind of behavior, but he still leaned in the chair with his elbows on the back of his head and insisted on reading the first half, while his other hand was pinched back and forth with fingers hooked to the north, and he gradually became sleepy. Could not help falling asleep.

The next day was the weekend, Zhao Siwen showed up at the gate on time, carrying something in his hands.

It happened that Xiang Bei was about to go out, Dong Xun sent him to the entrance, opened the door for Zhao Siwen first, and then stopped him when Xiang Bei turned around.

"Wait a moment."

Turning around to the north: "What's wrong?"

"Tie, tidy it up." Dong Xun reached out to help Xiang Bei straighten his tie. Xiang Bei looked down at him. He looked up and saw Xiang Bei smiling like that, and inadvertently tore off the tie for him.

"..."

Dong Xun picked up the tie again, looked at it in his hand, and said, "Change another one."

Xiang Bei grabbed his arm: "It's okay, just this, I'm going to be late."

So Dongxun helped him tie the tie again, and finally patted it with his hands, saying: "It's done."

Xiang Bei slightly leaned over to kiss him, he turned his head to give way, and Xiang Bei's lips brushed against his lips and gently covered the corners of his lips.

Xiang Bei smiled, breathed on the side of his face, and said softly: "I'm leaving, wait for me at home." Then he still kissed the corner of his mouth.

Dong Xun immediately frowned, and snorted, yes, it was a promise.

Zhao Siwen saw this scene from the open living room door when he came in, Dong Xun turned his head away, his brows knit together.His fingers tightened as he held the bag.

Xiang Bei nodded and greeted him when he crossed his body.Standing at the door of the living room, Dongxun relaxed his frown and smiled at him.

As if his heart and lungs were cut by the petals in the sky when the flowers bloom in the warm spring, he bit his lower lip unconsciously and walked towards Dongxun.

During the class, Zhao Siwen always looked at Dong Xun, who was taking notes, and was distracted. He didn't know where he was talking. Once or twice, Dong Xun only thought that he had just started class and hadn't entered the state. After many times, Dong Xun Xun put down the pen in his hand and asked him: "Mr. Zhao, what's the matter with you today?"

Zhao Siwen was stunned for a moment, then reacted with hindsight and shook his head: "It's all right, I'm sorry."

Dong Xun then said gently: "If Mr. Zhao is not feeling well, you should not go to class today. You can go back and rest."

"Dong Xun, you don't need to address me so politely, I'm younger than you." Zhao Siwen said.

"You are younger than me, but you are also a teacher."

Zhao Siwen pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said, "Then just treat me as your friend, don't be so polite to me."

Dong Xun hadn't made friends for a long time, and he didn't even know how to respond to Zhao Siwen now. After a long silence, his silent expression made Zhao Siwen on the opposite side think wildly for a while.

He and Dong Xun said, "It's not okay to be friends? Because Mr. Xiang disagrees?"

Dong Xun's gaze shifted from the pen cap to his face, and his face changed subtly.

Zhao Siwen consciously said something wrong, and hastily explained: "I'm sorry Dongxun, I didn't mean that..."

That's what he meant, Dong Xun knew.

He must have misunderstood that he was a canary raised by the gold owner. He combed the bright and beautiful feathers in the cage, and waited humblely for the next canary to take his place.

But unlike the canaries in captivity, his soul is so broken that he doesn't even think about combing his bright and beautiful feathers. Even if there is another canary, his humble posture is just waiting for the day when he can go north. Really set him free.

Perhaps the biggest difference is that he is a "canary" who has given his sincere love. If he doesn't get a sincere heart from the "gold master", he will be bloody wherever he flies, and he would rather not fly.

"It's okay, then I'll call you 'you' from now on. In fact, it's just one name, it's no big deal."

After Dong Xun finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to take notes and read books.

Zhao Siwen had no choice but to hum in regret as a response.

This full and peaceful life lasted until the summer slipped away, and was broken on a sunny day in early autumn.

The training center was on holiday that day. Dong Xun played the piano for a while after eating, and fell asleep on the sofa with his pillow in his arms. It wasn't until the cool autumn wind swept away the temperature around him that he was surprised that the doorbell rang for a long time.

Xiangbei went out after dinner, and now he and Zhao Siwen are the only ones left at home.

The two sat in the study for class, and Zhao Siwen bought him some more things.

Dong Xun understood Zhao Siwen's intentions, so he didn't accept any gift.Zhao Siwen persevered in giving it away for half a month, and what he brought today was a chic collar clip. Just after he took it out and put it on the table, Dong Xun rejected him again.

"Ms. Zhao, don't spend any more money on me. I don't need these things. You should take them back."

Zhao Siwen was still insisting, and pushed the box that Dong Xun pushed over: "This is not expensive, it's just a little thought, you can accept it."

"It's not a question of whether it's expensive or not." Dong Xun stood up and put the book in his hand back on the bookcase behind him, found another book and flipped through it in his hand, and said, "It's not necessary, even if it's a friendship, you don't need it." Give me presents all day long."

"But you didn't confiscate any of them." Zhao Siwen also stood up, and then lowered his head angrily.

"Dongxun, I don't know what happened to me..."

Dong Xun turned to face him, sighed softly, and said, "Teacher Zhao, if it's difficult, I can ask Xiang Bei to change my teacher, you—"

"No need!" Zhao Siwen's head became hot, and he said something that shouldn't be said: "Dong Xun, you and Mr. Xiang... If you owe him money, I can help you..."

Even if it was such harsh words, Dong Xun was not angry after hearing it.He thought that Zhao Siwen was always innocent, and could only speculate on the relationship between the two of them with the "support" relationship, stubbornly thinking that he was only unilaterally obedient to Xiang Bei.

Emotionally, he may be obedient to himself, but in fact, Xiang Bei is also obedient to himself to a certain extent——Xiang Bei has long been inseparable from him, and he knows it in his heart.

Getting along for a long time made Xiangbei unable to distinguish his feelings. Dongxun once gave him time, but he didn't make any changes.Now eight years have passed, and the reunion of the two did not make Xiang Bei understand more, but made Dong Xun physically and mentally exhausted.

Dong Xun said to Zhao Siwen, "No. That's all for today's class."

He didn't intend to explain any more, put down the book and walked out of the study, but he didn't expect Zhao Siwen to be even more excited because of this.

"Dong Xun!" He trotted for two steps and suddenly hugged Dong Xun from behind, together with his arms in his arms, "Dong Xun, I like you! As long as you want, I can take you away!"

Dong Xun felt sick for a while.

He had never been hugged by anyone other than Xiang Bei and Xiang Rui. He grabbed Zhao Siwen's wrist and forced his arm apart, turned back and pushed him back, and said coldly, "Mr. Zhao, please leave!"

Zhao Siwen almost fell to the ground, thinking that Dongxun, who looked weak, had no strength, so he managed to stand still and chased after him.

Dong Xun was caught off guard by him and grabbed his wrist again.

"I'm sorry Fuyuki! I just--I didn't mean to offend!"

Zhao Siwen was eager to defend himself, without realizing that his current actions were still offensive.

Dong Xun broke free again with his arm, but he seemed to have injured his wrist accidentally during the stalemate. He looked at the time and said, "You go."

In fact, Dong Xun was so angry that he wanted to beat him up just now, but he didn't want to make things worse and let Xiang Bei know. After calming down for a moment, seeing that Zhao Siwen was still standing still, he said again: "Zhao Siwen, can you go away?" ?”

"Acquaintance, do you have to make it so ugly?"

Zhao Siwen still didn't speak, he was silent for a moment, went to the porch to put on his shoes without taking his things, and said sorry in a low voice before closing the door.

Dong Xun heaved a sigh of relief and slumped on the sofa. Seeing that his wrist was red from being scratched, he felt a dull pain at this moment, and suddenly began to think, if he just came back from the north and saw this scene, he wondered what kind of farce it would be.

How can he tolerate the slightest contamination of his northward things.

Dongxun puts on his headphones and listens to the classical piano, then leans back on the sofa and falls asleep, forgetting to tidy up the study.

At about five o'clock, Xiangbei and his auntie opened the door and came in. The auntie went back to the kitchen with the dishes in her hand. Xiangbei went to the study room first, but she didn't see anyone, so she returned to the living room.

Dong Xun wore a sweater, and slept soundly on the back of the sofa with his head tilted on the pillow, without hearing anything.

Xiang Bei saw that there were scattered books on the desk in the study, so he pulled a towel and put it on Dong Xun, then turned and went into the study to tidy up.As soon as he entered, he saw an open box on the table, with a collar clip lying inside.

And Zhao Siwen's bag and pen are still there.

When he turned around, Dong Xun stood behind him, hugging the pillow, looking at him lazily just after waking up.