Precipitous spring breeze blows drunk sober

Xiang Bei greeted his friends, and went out with Dong Xun.

After what happened just now, the hard and tall wall between the two of them seemed to have loosened a bit.Dong Xun walked in front, and Xiang Bei followed behind, keeping a distance of half a meter from him.

Summer was coming to an end, and it was a bit cold at night. A gust of wind blew between the two of them to the north and saw Dong Xun shaking all over, so he took off his coat and put it on Dong Xun's shoulders.

"Thank you." Dong Xun said politely.

Xiang Bei thought, since you are so polite, then I will not be polite to you.He took a step forward, put his hand on Dong Xun's shoulder and hugged him affectionately, and then stopped Dong Xun's struggle with a little force.

"Xiang Bei, you let go."

Suddenly, Xiang Bei was angry, and he wanted to do something excessive to Dong Xun again.

"Come home with me." He sighed again, and let go of his hand to rub Dongxun's head, "Brother, don't be angry with me, come home with me."

Dong Xun hadn't heard him call his brother so sincerely for a long time, and his heart was touched.

"Xiang Bei, your mother told you to come to me before, but now, your mother has already left, why do you insist on me going home?"

Xiang Bei suddenly stopped talking, and the hand he had stretched out to straighten Dong Xun's hair that was blown by the wind withdrew.

Dong Xun doesn't want to be entangled with Xiang Bei anymore. He has seen Xiang Bei too many times in the past two months, and the feelings that have been accumulated for many years have begun to surge again, torturing him every day.Seeing that Xiang Bei didn't speak, he asked again:

"You know I like you, why do you torture me like this?"

Xiang Bei lowered his head not to look into his eyes, stretched out his hand to pull his wrist again, and said, "Come home with me, Dong Xun."

"Dong Xun, you haven't been home for a long time, I miss you very much."

This is always the case.

When the two of them are getting along well, Xiang Bei can call him brother coquettishly next to him, give him a warm hug from behind, kiss him and coax him into doing something beyond the boundaries of brothers.

They didn't make it to the end, and Xiang Bei never said they loved him.He said the phrase "I miss you" countless times, and Dong Xun was numb from hearing it.

So he no longer cares whether Xiang Bei loves him or not, and he can accept everything Xiang Bei said generously.

But the more time passed, the more he understood Xiang Bei, and the more he understood himself.

This time he wanted to wake himself up—at least more sober than now, and he couldn't procrastinate any longer.

Dong Xun then said, "Okay, I'll go home with you."

Xiangbei stayed at Dongxun's house that night and refused to leave, lying on the bed and urging Dongxun to pack his luggage.Dong Xun obviously only moved in today, but he never expected that he would have to move out the next day, and the deposit he paid seemed to be in vain.

He didn't really have anything to pack up, and he sorted it out in half an hour.He was sitting by the bed, and Xiang Bei was leaning against the bedside to play with his mobile phone. The two of them talked occasionally. The atmosphere was not harmonious, but it was not always embarrassing.

Xiangbei wanted to add Dongxun's WeChat account, but Dongxun shook his head and said no.

He didn't believe it, so he insisted on taking Dongxun's phone to confirm.After searching several times but not finding the WeChat icon, he downloaded one for Dongxun on his own initiative.

It just showed that it was installed, but he deleted it again.

Dong Xun didn't understand.

He half-kneeled on the bed, turned Dong Xun around to face himself, and said, "It's fine if you don't need WeChat, we'll call and text."

Then he set a special reminder tone for each other's numbers, and put down the phone contentedly.

This seems to be something that only lovers do deliberately, but Xiangbei did it.Dong Xun looked at him, lifted the quilt and lay down, staring at the ceiling, thinking of Xiang Rui.

What a thing he shouldn't have done, he started to go north again, what's the difference between standing behind him and pushing him into the abyss.However, he also knows that it is Xiang Bei who is not clear from beginning to end but strictly abides by the bottom line, and it is himself who is willing to degenerate like a mirror.

The two of them lay side by side on the bed, without any sleepiness in Xiang Bei. It had been eight years since they slept in the same bed with Dong Xun last time, so long that they forgot Dong Xun's body temperature.At this moment, in such a quiet space, Dongxun, whom I haven't seen in eight years, is just around the corner, and Xiangbei suddenly wants to "refresh" his temperature.

He took off his shirt and went to Bao Dongxun.

Dongxun was actually a little sleepy, but when Xiang Bei came over naked, he was driven away by the familiar body temperature.Putting his hand on Xiang Bei's arm, he turned his head and asked him, "Do you want to do it?"

Xiang Bei smiled and leaned his forehead on his shoulder, shook his head and said, "I just want to hug you."

Dong Xun doesn't really believe it.

Every opening before, it was Xiangbei's line "I just want to hug you", coupled with the classic line "I miss you", he just needs to kiss Dongxun flatteringly, and Dongxun will be fine. Submissively let him have what he wants.

Xiang Bei also knew that his credibility was very low, so he said softly, "This time I really just want to hug you, but—"

"Can you take off your clothes..."

Dong Xun laughed from the bottom of his heart, amused by Xiang Bei's long-lost, blunt way of acting like a baby.

He turned and faced North, looking straight into his eyes like that night many years ago, and said, "You want us to do it, but such a childish excuse, it's really not like you."

Xiang Bei defended: "Dong Xun, I really don't have one—if you don't believe me, touch it!"

He held Dong Xun's hand and was about to stretch it into the bed, Dong Xun quickly took off his clothes.

"I believe it. Go to bed."

Xiangbei slept contentedly with Dongxun in his arms all night.

When Xiangbei woke up early the next morning, his arms were empty, and he immediately got out of bed and ran to the living room with his bare upper body to find someone.

Dong Xun was making breakfast in the kitchen, and greeted him when he woke up: "Go wash up, the eggs will be ready soon."

So Xiang Bei breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the bedroom to get dressed.

The two ate their first and last meal at Dongxun's house facing each other.

As expected, Xiang Bei's appetite has always been good. After he finished eating a fried egg and a few slices of bread, Dong Xun poured him milk, and he drank a big glass.

Originally, Dongxun didn't have such an exquisite breakfast in his life. It was all bought by Xiangbei last night when he said he would stay at home and they went to the supermarket together.

Dong Xun took a bite of the egg on the plate and put it back. He really lost his appetite and only ate a few slices of bread.Staring at the golden fried egg to the north, Dong Xun put down his chopsticks and asked him, "Aren't you full? Then I'll fry another one for you."

Xiangbei stopped him: "No. Have you eaten?"

"Well, I haven't been feeling well recently, and I ate less." Dong Xun said truthfully.

"Then I'll just eat this."

He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the egg on Dong Xun's plate, opened his mouth and took a big bite despite Dong Xun's obstruction.

Dong Xun couldn't figure out whether he really didn't want to bother him, or he deliberately made some intimate behaviors to deceive himself, watching the egg being eaten by him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Xiang Bei had enough to eat and drink, Dong Xun had packed up, and they were ready to go home.

Xiang Rui was afraid that one day Dongxun would figure it out and go home, so she never dared to move away.Counting from the year Xiang Bei was born, she and Xiang Bei lived in that two-storey villa for 24 years. Fortunately, the environment was good and there was no reason to move.

"The car is parked in the parking lot over the bar, we have to walk over there and drive."

Xiangbei wanted to help Dongxun carry the suitcase, but Dongxun took half a step back and said, "I'll do it myself."

The two walked along the same road yesterday, and Dong Xun suddenly remembered that he had to go to the training center for an interview, so he stopped Xiang Bei: "There is one more thing."

Looking back to the north: "What's wrong?"

"I have an interview today. I'm a piano teacher in an art training center."

Regardless of Dong Xun, Xiang Bei almost forgot that his piano playing is as beautiful as himself.

"I want you to go back to the company." But Xiang Bei still said the same.

"Xiangbei, I don't know anything, just find something to do. I'm sure I can't help you in the company."

Although Dong Xun is smart and eager to learn, but what he has learned in the past few years is for survival, and he has learned a little bit of everything.

"I'll find a teacher to teach you, and you can learn while going to the company."

"North, I really—"

Dong Xun insisted on refusing, and Xiang Bei also insisted on letting him come back, standing in a stalemate with him, repeatedly emphasizing that general positions do not need to be very professional.

"Brother, you just come back to the company, if you really can't, you can be my assistant."

Xiang Bei was making a concession, but Dong Xun knew that he had to tie him by his side.

He was very resistant in his heart, frowned and said to Bei: "I promise to go home with you and I won't leave without saying goodbye. You don't have to let me be in your sight every day."

"Xiang Bei, I have my own life and thoughts now, do you understand?"

Xiangbei pursed his lips and said nothing, pulled Dongxun's suitcase and walked forward.Dong Xun knew that he was acquiescing, if he really disagreed or objected, he would not react so calmly.

Fasten the security and go north to ask where Dongxun is. Dongxun turned on the navigation on his mobile phone, and the two arrived at the destination without a word.Before getting off the car, Xiang Bei asked Dong Xun again: "Is there no class today?"

"Today is just an interview, no class." Dong Xun closed the car door, and Xiang Bei also got out of the car, "Just wait for me in the car, come out soon."

Dong Xun was actually a little worried that Xiang Bei would make trouble for him, so Xiang Bei saw his thoughts and said to him, "Don't worry, I just—"

Xiang Bei helped him open the glass door in front of him, and when he heard the crisp sound of the wind chime, he smiled again: "I just haven't heard you play the piano for a long time, and I want to hear it."

Eight years ago, Dongxun would definitely ask him what he wanted to hear, and then play it for him.

Now Dongxun just smiled lightly and didn't answer.

The teacher at the center received two people, and put a cup of steaming warm water in front of one of them.She wears glasses on the bridge of her nose and wears a cotton and linen dress, which looks like a young woman.

"Mr. Dongxun, right?" She greeted Dongxun, glanced at Xiangbei who was exuding an aura of not being close to strangers on the sofa next to her, pushed her glasses and said, "How many years have you been playing the piano?"

Dong Xun replied: "From the age of eight, to, these few years——

"There has been a little accident in the past few years, and I haven't played much."

The reception teacher smiled kindly at him: "Is it convenient for Fang to ask, what is your year?"

"I'm 26 this year." Dong Xun smiled politely.

"Then are you married?"

Dongxun has been asked this question in interviews before. In an economy where time is money, the employer seems to be particularly interested in the marriage and childbearing status of the applicant.

Before he opened his mouth to speak, Xiang Bei spit out two words coldly: "I don't want to get married, I don't want children, and I won't delay my work."

The teacher was a little embarrassed, she looked at Xiang Bei and Dong Xun, and said yes dryly.

Dong Xun knew that it was impossible for Xiang Bei to sit quietly on the side all the time, so he hurriedly smoothed things over: "Teacher, I'm sorry, my brother is straightforward. Don't mind me. I really don't plan to have children."

After he finished speaking, Xiang Bei looked at him and smiled inexplicably.

The teacher asked Dongxun to play a piece casually. Dongxun hadn't touched the piano for a long time, so the teacher gave him a sheet music. After a few minutes of familiarization, he still finished the piece smoothly.

Xiang Bei was fascinated by it, and when he finished a song, he still wanted him to continue playing, so he went to turn over the sheet music.

He had no choice but to compromise and said, "I'll play it for you when I get home."

The teacher didn't make any comments, and asked Dongxun directly when he could attend class. Dongxun was about to say that he could do it from Monday to weekend, but suddenly thought that Xiangbei would find him a tutor for professional tutoring courses, so he weighed it down and shortened the time to four days .

Then they talked about the lesson fee.

Dongxun has no teaching experience, and Xiang Rui was also in touch with him for piano lessons when he was a child. He only got a general understanding of the market the day before yesterday, and he is not dissatisfied with the class fees offered by the teacher. Every class and the center take a [-]% commission, and six classes a day are good for him. Suffice it to say.

At least you don't need to spend money going north every month.