Dreamy

Chen Ning was awakened by suffocation.

He opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath, and saw Gu Zichuan staring at him expressionlessly, with one hand hanging above his head, as if he had just let go.

The tip of his nose hurts, he got angry rarely, raised his hand and waved off that annoying claw, "What are you doing?"

"Wake you up." Gu Zichuan said so, but turned over and lay down next to him, "I'm waiting for you alone."

Chen Ning took the phone, only to realize that it was already eleven o'clock.He went to bed at five o'clock yesterday, and got up once in the middle of the night. Now counting, he had slept for eighteen hours.

The two families have been in the habit of celebrating the New Year together for several years. At this moment, Gu Zichuan's parents are probably helping to prepare the New Year's dinner downstairs. Chen Ning sat up and got out of bed to wash.

"Hey!" As soon as he sat up, Gu Zichuan pulled him down on the bed again. Chen Ning screamed, but Gu Zichuan pulled his arm into his arms.

The quilt was lifted, and Chen Ning didn't change into pajamas last night, so he wore a close-fitting autumn coat.A pair of legs were completely exposed, tightly pressed by Gu Zichuan.

"What are you doing?" The sound was obviously lightened, Chen Ning lost his temper by Gu Zichuan, put his chin on Gu Zichuan's shoulder, and turned to look at him.

Gu Zichuan was still expressionless, but he leaned forward and rubbed the tip of his nose against Chen Ning's, "Why not."

"You..." Chen Ning stopped after saying a word.

Because Gu Zichuan leaned forward again and touched his lips.

No one sticks out their tongues, or even pouts their lips, they simply stick together, it's hard to call it a kiss.

Chen Ning did not close his eyes.His eyelashes are very long, cut by his mother when he was a child, thick two, covering his thin double eyelids.

Gu Zichuan left his lips, raised his chin, and kissed Chen Ning's eyes.

Chen Ning grabbed Gu Zichuan's sleeve, "Xiaochuan...", he finally shouted.

"Chen Ning." Gu Zichuan interrupted him, "Look out of the window."

Chen Ning turned over and was still held in Gu Zi's arms.The curtains were drawn, and they looked out of the window together, and everything they could see was silver.

Gu Zichuan whispered in his ear, "It's snowing."

On New Year's Eve, it snowed in Beijing.

Chen Ning put on a watermelon red sweater. His freshly washed hair was limp and drooped in front of his forehead, revealing half of his smooth forehead.

He had acted in a play for a year, and now no one gave him heavy work. He took a basket of strawberries and told him to wash. Chen Ning ate while washing, and soon half of the basket was gone.

"Hey, give me one too." Gu Zichuan was called by his father to mince meat, his hands were sticky, Chen Ning lifted one up, he squatted down, opened his mouth to take it away, and bit Chen Ning's fingertips by the way .

Chen Ning was so frightened that he withdrew his hand and blushed immediately.Gu Zichuan's mouth was quite strong, and the bite hurt him so much that he soaked his hands in the water basin, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he opened his eyes wide and glared at Gu Zichuan.

Gu Zichuan looked at him blankly, swallowed the strawberry, stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, got up and left.

His fingers were soaked in water, and the pain gradually subsided, but Chen Ning's face was still red.

He looked at Gu Zichuan's back. An hour ago, he came out of the shower, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and brushed his teeth, but this person suddenly pushed the door open. He was just about to drive him out, but Gu Zichuan picked up the hair dryer and stood behind him , Blow his hair.

Gu Zichuan's expression didn't look like he was here to serve Chen Ning at all, he was dancing in the limelight, but he seemed to be teasing him with a hair dryer.But Gu Zichuan didn't go out after playing, and stood silently on the side, watching Chen Ning wipe his face, wipe water, essence, and cream, and finally even leaned forward to sniff.

It seemed to go back to half a year ago, when he had just finished the drama tour and hadn't joined the crew of "The Heart Is Not Old".Gu Zichuan goes to the studio to watch the post-production every day. He is at home alone, reading scripts, reading Shakespeare, and cooking according to the recipes in Xiaohongshu.

That was probably his happiest time.Three months have passed between the drama and "The Human Heart Is Not Ancient", and for nearly a hundred days, he and Gu Zichuan would have sex every day.Except for a routine one at night, Chen Ning was often woken up by Gu Zichuan.Waking up from the dream drowsily, I realized that my legs were wide open and I was close to orgasm.Every time the tenderness is finished, Gu Zichuan will hug him, sometimes even insert him in his body, pushing him to go to the bathroom while moving.In the bathroom, facing the sunlight and facing the mirror, Gu Zichuan pushed him in front of the sink and inserted|inserted him.But most of the time, Gu Zichuan just kept silent, like today, watching him wipe his face meticulously.

Chen Ning was sitting in the corner of the kitchen, looking up, Gu Zichuan was about 1.9 meters tall, wearing the Chen family's apron, half bent over, chopping meat with two kitchen knives.

As if nothing had happened, this is the life he should have: he is Gu Zichuan's queen actor, and Gu Zichuan's cohabiting bed partner; they kiss and make love, not forever, but only for the present, and they are safe every day.

It will be 20 years, and the two have no suspicions.

Chen Ning rubbed his fingertips, Gu Zichuan was so vigorous that he left a small red mark on his fingertips.

Rub it, rub it again, and the mark will be shallow.

Gone soon.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the first round of New Year's Eve dinner started on time.Chen's family has a table of eight immortals, seating six people, two small families, and ten delicacies.

Gu Zichuan and Chen Ning sat together as usual, with wine filled in front of them.As the old rule, don't rush to eat food, one person has to say a lucky word and drink a round first.

Chen Ning blushed from the watermelon red of the sweater, stood up with a glass of wine in his hands, eyes squinted: "Mom and Dad, uncles and aunts, Xiaozhuan, I wish you a new year, happy every day, and success in everything!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his face and drank.

After drinking, Chen Ning's face turned even redder. He sat down, and it was Gu Zichuan's turn to get up.Gu Zichuan was still dressed in black, raised his wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and then said, "Happy New Year."

Everyone got used to his style. Seeing Gu Zichuan standing up and sitting down, they all laughed indulgently. Father Chen raised his glass and said, "Everything is a success! Good luck!" Everyone clinked glasses and congratulated each other on the New Year, with faces full of smiles. Happiness and contentment.

The New Year's Eve dinner is full of fish and meat, and the Chen and Gu families don't give in too much. On the table, pigs, beef, sheep, fish, and shrimp are each a big dish.In the afternoon, I turned on the oil pan and fried a plate of spring rolls, a plate of fish, and various kinds of sausages, and a pot of angelica stewed chicken soup.

Chen Ning didn't even touch these dishes. His family knew his eating habits, and in front of him was a dish of stir-fried walnuts with celery and lily, a dish of vegetarian brocade tofu, and a small dish of steamed whole grains. He only ate these .

Chen Ning's management of his body is almost harsh, coupled with constant affairs, he gave up red meat five years ago, and only occasionally eats some fish and shrimp.In the past two years, he has been a basic vegetarian, eating raw and blanched vegetables and tofu, with a little oil and sauce, combined with whole grains and a small amount of dairy products, and doing one hour of yoga every day.He hasn't eaten a piece of fried food or a bite of sweets in three years, and even the annual birthday cake was all smeared on his body by Gu Zichuan as fun.But Gu Zichuan has a strong taste, loves sweet, salty and spicy. When he is not filming, he cooks for him in different ways every day, bakes biscuits to make nougat, and asks Gu Zichuan to bring it to the studio to share with his colleagues.

Gu Zichuan sat next to him, and those nasty ones stayed away from him, "Hey," he touched Chen Ning's leg with his knee, "give me some food."

Chen Ning was eating a piece of sweet potato. Hearing this, he subconsciously put down his chopsticks, took the bowl passed by Gu Zichuan, stood up straight away, and took him a large piece of fish belly, several pieces of ribs, and two pieces of beef brisket.

He handed the bowl to Gu Zichuan, filled his own bowl with some peony shrimps, sat down, and started peeling the shells for Gu Zichuan.

"Gu Zichuan, what kind of virtue do you have?" Seeing this scene, Gu's father knocked on the bowl in dissatisfaction, "When you become a director, you don't know how high you are? Can't you take what you want to eat? What's wrong with calling Xiao Ning all day long?"

When Chen Ning was told by Gu's father, the half-peeled shrimp fell into the bowl with a clang. His face turned pale, and he realized that he shouldn't be so close to Gu Zichuan.

His mother didn't do that to his father, he overdid it.

Gu Zichuan still looked indifferent, he put down his chopsticks and was about to speak, but Chen Ning rushed to speak first.

"Uncle Gu, don't talk about Xiaozhuan like that." He had a smile on his face, "I'm an older brother, I should take care of it." After Chen Ning finished speaking, he stood up again and put the peeled shrimp into Papa Gu's bowl, " I don't eat meat, so I can sit and do nothing, I peeled this for you."

Gu's father took the shrimp, and his face couldn't be tense anymore. Seeing this, Gu's mother quickly smiled at Chen Ning and said, "Xiao Ning, Zichuan will live with you, you don't need to worry about it." After finishing speaking, she said to Chen Ning again. , "Ruoling, I have never been so lucky in my life to teach Chen Ning to be so caring."

Chen Ning didn't dare to pay attention to these compliments, and peeled another one, put it in his father's bowl, and said quietly, "Dad, I will peel it for you too."

Father Chen ate the shrimp with satisfaction, "Good boy, peel one for your mother too."

Chen Ning continued to peel the prawns with his head down, only to hear his mother say, "What's the use of just loving us, I hope he finds a girl to hurt me."

Chen Ning was heartbroken, stood up, and put the shrimp into his mother's bowl, "Mom, I don't love other girls, I just love you."

Everyone in the family knew that he and Gu Zichuan lived together, and they thought it was a good thing that the entertainment industry was full of blood and blood, and that the two could take care of each other.But he will be 29 after the Chinese New Year. Since graduation, he has not done anything except acting.His parents usually understand him and never mention these mundane things, but thinking about it in their hearts, they can only say it half-jokingly on this occasion.

He was not filial, never told the truth to his parents, and even took them to visit the new home, pointing to the guest room and saying that he usually slept there.

Chen Ning is not afraid of coming out of the closet, he also wants to serve Gu Zichuan with vegetables and peel shrimps openly, and call his parents Mom and Dad, but year after year, he and Gu Zichuan go home together, sitting in two adjacent seats at the Eight Immortals table, When this person raised his glass to congratulate him, he still had four simple words. Sometimes it was Happy New Year, and sometimes it was good luck. When he cryptically talked about life-long events like this, he always looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Gu Zichuan can suck his fingers behind his family's back, but he won't hold hands with him in front of his parents and say that everything will be successful together.

Mother Chen ate the shrimp, glanced at him, and muttered, "You can find a guy who peels the shrimp for you, as long as there is someone who can love you, Mom won't pick.

Chen Ning could only pretend he didn't hear, and sat back, there was only one shrimp left in the bowl.

He peeled off the shell and put it in his mouth.

Mom, I'm sorry.