clinging to you, imprisoning the past

In Shen Zhuo's small apartment, there are familiar things everywhere.

Zhou Zhi glanced at it, and found some that he gave to him, and some that he left here but didn't take them back.The taste that belongs to Shenjiu is mixed with a little taste of oneself.

"This jersey, you always left it at my house, and this." Shen Zhuo mouthed a few T-shirts and sneakers piled up in a corner, "Remember to take it later."

Zhou Zhi stared at the pile of things for a long time. He hadn't touched a ball for five years.The last time I came to Shen Zhuo's house was to find him to play ball. When I left in a hurry, I forgot to take my clothes and shoes.That pair of limited-edition sneakers that I had treasured before never appeared again, just like this person in front of me.

Looking at him, Zhou Zhi had a feeling of regaining what was lost, but also a feeling that everything would be shattered in the next second.He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would be surrounded by tubes and beeping instruments, and he would become the dying self in his 30s again.Meditation and the surroundings disappeared, becoming a self-comforting dream of a cancer patient in despair.

In the dim living room at dusk, the breeze blows the curtains to cover the warm yellow light from the small lamp from time to time, flickering like a movie.Shen Zhuo loomed in front of his eyes with the brightness of the light.This tone led him into that autumn, and he seemed to hear the rustling sound of footsteps on the fallen leaves, which was crisp and heartbreaking.

Shen Jue looked at him from the side, and Zhou Zhi, who was a little strange after waking up, became more and more weird. At this time, he was a little dull, but extremely sad.Shen Juan thought, he needs time.

Zhou Zhi chased away the illusion of autumn in his mind, the wind outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, blowing up the fiery red leaves in the illusion, blowing up the dust in his heart, it was so hazy that he couldn't see the road in front of him clearly.Zhou Zhi's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, he wanted to smoke.

The living room seems to be playing the heart-wrenching movement of this era, and the world has become erratic and flickering like an old movie.

He is silent but noisy, he is calm but impulsive.

The curtain finally firmly covered the light, and as the island-like light dimmed, their world was completely darkened.

Shen Jue saw Zhou Zhi's figure getting bigger and approaching slowly indistinctly, he heard Zhou Zhi's breathing filled with anxiety and uneasiness, like waves hitting the beach on a rainy day, and shrinking back again, aggressive and uneasy. Hesitating, Zhou Zhi opened his mouth slightly in the dark, his throat was faintly hoarse, his pupils reflected dim light, full of longing and confusion, his undulating chest was like a volcano about to erupt, flowing hot magma.He looked at this familiar body, this distant soul.

He wanted to explore what kind of treasure was hidden in such a soul, so he also groped and moved, getting closer and closer to the silent mountain before the eruption.

They were silent until each other's breath collided and their lips and teeth met.

The volcano is about to erupt.

Zhou Zhi resisted the back of Shen Dian's head, stroked his soft hair, and carefully opened up the familiar territory between his teeth, a breeding ground for desire.Contemplating and pandering, Zhou Zhi's lips were so dry, like a leaf specimen, after the precipitation of time, the breath of the forest faded, and it was stained with the silence of paper.Zhou Zhi easily broke through the checkpoint, and his lingering tongue uttered silent love words word by word.Shen Jue found that even his kisses had changed. In the past, he was unreasonable and reckless, but this time he was so cautious, walking cautiously, tasting tenderly.

Breathing in each other's faces, Shen Zhuo put his hands on his shoulders, slowly rolled back, hooked his neck, and acted willfully in Zhou Zhi's mouth more boldly.Zhou Zhi saw that there was mist in his half-opened eyes, as if it would overflow into the air in the next second.Suddenly he remembered that every time he was lingering with him, he who had shed his proud shell was always so breathtaking.

Breaking through the barrier of the shirt, his hand slowly caressed Shen Jiu's back. The sunken groove was the tomb where his reason was buried, and his strong and well-proportioned body appeared in his dreams countless nights.

Zhou Zhi breathed out the fiery breath beside his ear, and the heat flow made Zhou Zhi's auricles turn red.

"I..." Zhou Zhi uttered this word with difficulty, his throat seemed to be blocked by sand, but this should not be the case in a throat that has not been occupied by tobacco, but even a single word seems to be contaminated with nicotine for many years, and the vicissitudes are extremely vicissitudes .

After Shen drank, his head went numb, and a strange electric current crawled all over his body from his ears.

"Come on." He lowered his head and nibbled lightly on Zhou Zhi's bare neck, and said with a smile.

Zhou Zhi couldn't hold it anymore no matter what, he picked up Shen Jue's thigh, and pressed him against the wall.

……

After it was over, Shen Zhuo's flushed face coupled with an expression as if he had suffered some great humiliation made Zhou Zhi feel amused.He raised his hand and gently swept Shen Zhuo's red and swollen mouth with his thumb, saying:

"Don't be wronged, it will be you next time."

Shen Zhuo was extremely disdainful, rolled his eyes, and snorted angrily.

Zhou Zhi paused, then smiled treacherously:

"Next time you sit up."

"...I call you uncle." Shen Zhuo cursed.