Precipitous spring breeze blows drunk sober

When Dongxun woke up, Xiang Bei was tidying up the study.

He took off the earphones and walked to the door of the study with the pillow in his arms. He happened to see the delicate box in Xiang Bei's hand and looked at it carefully.

He moved his lips, not knowing where to start.

Xiang Bei closed the lid and turned around. Dong Xun stood in front of him, with no other expression except that he had just woken up and was not very clear.His newly ignited anger seemed to be dispelled a little.

He originally thought that if Fan Dongxun explained a sentence for Zhao Siwen, this matter could not be finished.

Dong Xun said, "I'm back."

"Ms. Zhao gave it to you?" Xiang Bei asked with a smile.

"I didn't want it, he forgot to take it away." Dong Xun said calmly.

Dong Xun really knows Xiang Bei very well, no matter what happened or not, Zhao Siwen has already been "convicted" by him for the collar clip he didn't give away.

"So he sent you."

Northwards repeated.

"I said, I didn't want it." Dong Xun felt that this was a good signal. He began to be less tolerant of Xiang Bei's desire for control, and wanted to resist and make it clear to him that he was not his appendage.

——He has the freedom to communicate, although he doesn't want to, but at least he has this freedom.

Dong Xun was ready to quarrel with Xiang Bei, but when Xiang Bei saw the bruise on his wrist, his tone softened without warning, and said, "What happened to your hand? How did you get hurt?"

He took a step forward, anticipating that Dongxun wanted to hide, wrapped his arms around his waist and held him firmly in his arms, then grabbed his wrist with the other hand, and said sharply: "Don't move!"

"Let go!" Dong Xun couldn't get rid of the hand on his waist, and his wrist was so painful that he couldn't shake off the restraint. In his anger, he stabbed Xiang Bei's upper abdomen mercilessly with his elbow.

Suffering from the pain to the north, he still didn't let go, but pushed the person back against the wall.

There was neither anger nor jealousy in his eyes, Dong Xun looked at his unwavering eyes, the dull pain from hitting his back on the wall gradually spread in his chest, his breathing stagnated for two seconds, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

"Well..."

It hurts so much to be pinched by Xiangbei's wrist like this, a layer of physiological tears filled Dongxun's eyes, and Xiangbei let go of his hand quickly.

"Does it hurt? Let me see—"

Xiang Bei was impatient, just touched Dong Xun's wrist, but Dong Xun pulled it again after stepping back, "It's twisted, it's okay."

The flame that he wanted to quarrel was extinguished by Xiang Bei's frowning and anxious look, and he didn't stop Xiang Bei from holding his wrist more carefully, blowing softly like coaxing a child.

"How did it happen?" Xiang Bei asked.

Dong Xun looked at him, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Xiang Bei asked again, "Huh? How did you get hurt?"

He was eager and gentle at the moment, Dongxun's ears felt sore, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the soreness lingering in his throat, and said, "Tutoring, please don't attend, okay?"

Xiang Bei paused, raised his head with brows furrowed, and asked him, "What happened today?"

"It's nothing, I've taken care of it."

When Dong Xun didn't pay attention, Xiang Bei leaned over and pressed his forehead against his forehead, murmuring sorry repeatedly—then his heart softened again, he raised his arms to hug Xiang Bei, the first time he took the initiative to hug him after eight years of reunion, gently Patting him on the back, he said softly, "It's okay, I really took care of everything, Xiang Bei."

How did he end up comforting him by himself.Dong Xun simply thought it was funny, there was no self-mockery or helplessness, he just smiled and said such a sentence.

Xiang Bei tightened his arms and kissed behind his ear.

Dong Xun just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and brushing his hair. Xiang Bei also changed into his pajamas, and stood at the door of his bedroom with his head bowed and playing with his mobile phone.Hearing the sound of Dongxun closing the door, he immediately put his phone away and leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed.

"How's your hand, let me see?"

Xiang Bei stretched out his hand to Dong Xun, Dong Xun didn't want him to make a fuss, but stopped when he passed by him.

He rolled up his sleeves, raised his arms to his chest, and said, "It's nothing. I may not be able to play the piano these two days. I have to take a leave of absence."

Xiang Bei nodded, turned around and followed Dong Xun into the bedroom.

Dong Xun didn't turn on all the lights, and a few wall lamps unintentionally created a bit of an ambiguous atmosphere.He thought it might be better to turn on the bedside lamp to increase the brightness. Now that his wrist didn't hurt if he didn't move it, it made him forget that he was still hurt. The moment he turned on the light with his backhand, there was a throbbing pain, and he fell on the bed and groaned .

Xiang Bei felt distressed and wanted to laugh. He went to the bed and sat down slowly. After Dongxun buried his face in the pillow and rested for a while, he patted his leg and said, "It's twisted again? I'll bring you medicinal wine Knead it."

He didn't say anything, but he didn't feel it. The pain on his wrist was relieved, and his waist seemed to start to hurt.

Dong Xun secretly sighed, Xin Dao fell down on the construction site last time and still suffered from sequelae, he nodded to Xiang Bei and said: "Is there any? Let me rub my waist again, it seems to be sprained today."

Xiang Bei's eyes suddenly became very strange, "Why is your waist still hurt?"

"I fell down on the construction site before, the weather was bad that time, and the root cause of the disease, I can't sit for a long time or—you go and get it first." Dong Xun simply lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, covering the injury with his warm palm wrist, feeling slightly better.

Go north to the study to get the medicinal wine.

It was prepared for him by Xiang Rui when he always came back with injuries from fighting outside, and Dong Xun also used it for him.Later, no matter whether he was still fighting or not, he would replace it regularly, and put it in a prominent place, so it was easy to find.

He quickly returned to Dongxun's bedroom with the medicinal wine, and saw the man lying on the bed with his pajamas half-turned up, showing his waist.

"Why are you still preparing medicinal wine at home?" Dong Xun turned over and sat up, reaching for the bottle in Xiang Bei's hand.

"I'll wipe it for you." Xiang Bei unscrewed the cap until he got some in his hand, put the bottle on the bedside table, and pushed Dong Xun back.

Dong Xun then leaned against the head of the bed, rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his hand in front of Xiang Bei, and said thank you in advance.

Like Dong Xun rubbing medicinal wine on him before, Xiangbei rubbed his palms to make his wrists warm, and the pain gradually eased, and the originally cold wrists felt much more comfortable.

"Does it still hurt?" Xiang Bei asked.

Dong Xun shook his head: "It's much better, almost—what's wrong?"

Xiang Bei patted his shoulder and said, "Lie on your stomach and rub your waist."

"No need..." Dong Xun frowned slightly, flexed his wrists, hesitantly turned over and lay on the bed, "I can reach it by myself, just use the good hand."

He doesn't like to trouble Xiang Bei very much, and he has always been the one to deal with Xiang Bei's troubles.Although it was just rubbing his waist, he always felt that he had taken advantage of Xiangbei.

Xiang Bei lifted up his pajamas with the back of his hand, and poured the medicinal wine directly on Dong Xun's waist, which was so cold that Dong Xun gasped.

"It's too cold? I'll rub my hands together to warm you up." Xiang Bei rubbed his hands to warm them up, and put them lightly on Dong Xun's waist, pressing and stroking his skin inch by inch with his palms, "If it hurts, follow him." I said."

Dong Xun buried his face in the pillow and said yes sullenly.

The atmosphere of silence and ambiguity was just right, Xiangbei pressed and began to be distracted, he looked at the skin on the back of Dongxun's neck that was looming between his hair, and imagined his unconscious trembling when his palms passed by.

He wanted to find it in winter.

Neither of them had ever made it to the end before—but once.

Not long after the night when Dongxun expressed his affection for the first time, Xiangbei coaxed him into bed again on the grounds that the two were "together".But no matter how many times the two of them had uncontrollable intimacy at home, Dong Xun would not let him go to the end.

Later, Xiang Bei and Dong Xun went to a classmate's birthday party. Xiang Rui happened to be away on a business trip and didn't come back at night. Dong Xun, who had always been sober when playing outside, was given a lot of alcohol by Xiang Bei, drinking even more than Xiang Bei. drunk.Take him to the north to open a room, and then everything happened naturally.

Xiang Bei leaned over to kiss the back of Dong Xun's neck, and when he tentatively entered behind him, Dong Xun was fully awake.But he still went northward and did everything he shouldn't have done.

Maybe he wanted Xiangbei more than Xiangbei wanted him.

Dongxun that night was Dongxun whom Xiangbei had never seen before, and when Xiangbei missed him like that and leaned over to kiss him naked, he never agreed again.

Xiang Bei's hand stayed on his waist for too long, Dong Xun raised his head and turned to ask him what's wrong, he took out the paper towel next to the bed to wipe his hands with dodge eyes, and said, "It's nothing, it's almost there."

He turned his back to Dong Xun, as if he didn't want him to see his panic, he said to Dong Xun: "Rest early, if you don't have class tomorrow, come with me to the company."

"North."

Dong Xun turned over and sat up behind him, and walked to his side, "My back hurts."

Xiang Bei was about to speak, but Dong Xun had already pulled off his collar against his back, lowered his head and kissed his shoulder, and stretched his hand along the waistband of his trousers.

"I can only help you with your hands."

the next morning.

Dong Xun hadn't been to the company for a long time, so Xiang Bei took him to the new office building.

As soon as he stepped in through the automatic door, Dongxun saw a very familiar figure flashing past.

——Isn’t that Qin Jin?

Qin Jin is five years older than Dong Xun, and is his ex-boyfriend.Said to be a boyfriend, it's more like two people once huddled together to keep warm, and finally separated to redeem themselves.

Seeing him staring at a place in a daze, Xiang Bei stopped and asked him what was wrong, he quickly looked away and said that he seemed to see an acquaintance.

Xiang Bei also looked around and said, "Are you a friend?"

Dong Xun nodded hesitantly, glanced at Qin Jin, found that the man had turned around, and quickly looked away, and said to Xiang Bei: "Well, a friend."

"Would you like to say hello, I'll wait for you."

Dong Xun smiled and said no need, and went upstairs with Xiang Bei.

Three years ago, Xiang Rui originally wanted to build an office building by herself, but Xiang Bei told her that there was no need to spend so much effort. After looking around, she rented the upper six floors of this office building, and the top floor was used as a conference room for meetings. Downstairs is the office and finance department facing north.

Xiang Bei took Dong Xun around first, introduced Dong Xun to the company executives, Dong Xun also politely greeted them one by one, and then went to the office with Xiang Bei.

There were a lot of blueprints on Xiang Bei's desk, Dong Xun looked at them and asked, "Did you do all of them?"

"Well, before Mom passed away, I was still in the department." Before Xiang Bei could take off his clothes, the secretary knocked on the door and came in to remind him to go out to inspect a construction site.

He put on his clothes again, turned around and said to Dong Xun before going out, "I forgot to go out today, you..."

"Go, I'll walk around."

Looking at his wrist in the north, he said again: "Then be careful."

After walking north, Dongxun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at it for a while, but his sight couldn't fall very far. The office area was full of high-rise buildings, and there were reflective glass everywhere he looked.

So he leaned on the sofa in a daze, and what lingered in his mind was Tan Jin's face.

Qin Jin met him in the fourth year after he left home, and he was the wrong client.

It was too hot that day, when he came to his company after receiving a call from a client, he knocked on the door and walked in, and there was Qin Jin sitting on the sofa.

He greeted Tan Jin and apologized for being late.Without saying a word, Qin Jin spread out the contract on the coffee table.

Qin Jin waited until he finished speaking and handed the pen in front of him, then smiled and told him that his name was Qin Jin.

Dong Xun's hand stopped in mid-air, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to take it back.Only then did his real client open the door and come in, calling out to Mr. Tan.

Dong Xun felt even more embarrassed.

That's how the two met. When they met, Tan Jin just fell out of love.At the first meal, Tan Jin told her tragic love story of a spare child, and Dong Xun couldn't help but say how rich people have a day to be a spare child.

The two laughed at the dinner table and made an appointment for the next meal.

They just got acquainted at many meals, more like "dinner friends". After getting acquainted, Dongfan teased Qin Jin as an expensive spare tire, but Qin Jin didn't show any weakness, and asked him if he hadn't lost his love.

That day when Dongxun was drunk, Tan Jin knew the complete story of him and Xiang Bei.

When he sent Dongxun home, he told Dongxun that we are both so miserable, why don't we try.

Drunk Dongxun rolled around on the bed, hugged the pillow and replied, that's okay, try it.

Dong Xun slept on the sofa for a while, and was woken up by his empty stomach at meal time, called Xiang Bei, and then went to the restaurant on the second floor for dinner.

He got out of the elevator, turned around on the second floor, and bumped into a person at the corner.The man laughed when he saw him, and greeted him: "Long time no see, Dongxun."

"It's been a long time, Qin Jin."

——As a result, these two people still meet at the dinner table after being separated for many years.

Tan Jin still vaguely remembered some of Dongxun's hobbies, so he ordered some of his favorite dishes, and then chatted with him.

Dong Xun asked Qin Jin what he had been doing in recent years, and Qin Jin said that he was going to get married next month, and he would be abroad.

Dong Xun said: "Hey, isn't it a spare tire?" He laughed himself after asking, and Qin Jin pointed his index finger at him, and replied:

"After so many years, you still have these few words at the dinner table."

After a meal, Tan Jin paid for it, but Dong Xun didn't rob him. They were too familiar with each other, and they did everything except sex when they were together.