countdown to winter

Wen Xia felt something was wrong.

He suddenly thought - did Shi Xing use his stomachache as an excuse to trick him into going home?

He quickly overturned his "conspiracy theory" view. He didn't think Shi Xing was that kind of person, and even if it was true, what is Shi Xing's map?Just to occupy his new year's few minutes?

Wen Xia felt that she might be too narcissistic.

After Shi Xing finished his porridge, Wen Xia stood up and went to wash the dishes, "Go to sleep, I will take you to see a doctor tomorrow."

Shi Xing didn't make a sound, looking at Wen Xia's back.

Wen Xia lowered his head, showing the back of his neck. His skin was fine, Shi Xing thought, if he bit it, even if it was just a light bite, it would leave vague red marks.

Wen Xia suddenly thought of something, turned his head, and just about to speak, he suddenly met Shi Xing's eyes, his mouth was blocked for a moment, Shi Xing quickly returned to normal, he smiled and said: "What's wrong? "

"Have you finished eating that cake?" Wen Xia didn't wear glasses, suspecting that he had seen it wrong, he said, "If you haven't finished eating, just throw that away."

"Well," Shi Xing said, "I'll throw it away tomorrow."

Shi Xing said "good night" and went back to the room.

On the last day of the old year and the first day of the new year, the sky is full of snow and fireworks intertwined, the light shines on the snow, and the dots of light on the ground fall into the world like broken stars. The orange-yellow is bright, like the dim sun. This night, they are all the temporary residents of the sun.

The next day, Wen Xia woke up early to cook glutinous rice balls, and then went to call Shi Xing after they were cooked, but there was no response when he knocked on the door, Wen Xia knocked again, "Shi Xing?"

Quiet.

"I'm in."

Wen Xia opened the door and saw the bulging bag on the bed.

"..." Wen Xia felt a little helpless, "Why are you still in bed? I cooked glutinous rice balls, made with black sesame seeds, and woke up."

Wen Xia got closer, only to realize that something was wrong, Shi Xing's face was abnormally red, and his breathing was hot, Wen Xia leaned down on his chest, poked his head, it was very hot.

Wen Xia pushed him: "Shi Xing, Shi Xing."

Shi Xing opened his eyes in a daze, his eyes were moist, his voice was hoarse, "Teacher Wen, I have a headache..."

"Come on, get up first," Wen Xia helped him sit up, and the quilt slid down, Wen Xia realized that he was actually naked, and the young man's body came into view so unexpectedly.

With a slender neck, delicate collarbone, round shoulders, and a body that was flushed with fever, it seemed to have a fiery temperature. The whole person looked like an exquisite handicraft.

Wen Xia looked away in a panic.

He pulled the quilt to cover Shi Xing's body. Shi Xing half-opened his eyes and leaned weakly on Wen Xia's shoulder. Wen Xia whispered, "Shi Xing? Wake up and put on your clothes."

Shi Xing struggled to open his eyes, took the clothes from Wen Xia's hands, put them on without dodging, but soon gave up because of his weakness, and a few simple movements made him short of breath.

Wen Xia scolded herself in her heart—they are all men, so what is there to avoid?

He took the clothes and said, "I'll wear them for you."

Shi Xing is like a child who has not yet grown up. He needs an adult to put on his clothes with his hands. The fever seems to make his skin extra sensitive. Every movement of Wen Xia makes him extremely excited. When he put on his pants, Wen Xia paused. He saw Shi Xing **.

For a man, morning erections are normal.

Wen Xia quickly put on his pants, trying to avoid touching him, but in the end he still had to zip up the jeans. He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to zip up his pants, and inevitably touched Shi Xing with his fingertips.

He heard Shi Xing grunt, sticky and ambiguous.

It's dying.

Wen Xia thought to himself: How did Shixing make such a movement?

Wen Xia hailed a taxi, picked him up in a hug, and didn't even have time to put Shi Xing's shoes on, as he was still wearing white cotton socks on his feet.

When they arrived at the hospital, Wen Xia registered and soon arrived at them. The doctor looked at them and said that it was a cold and fever caused by the cold. The temperature was quite high, almost 40.

After taking the medicine and getting the injection, Wen Xia told Shi Xing to wait first, and Shi Xing waited obediently. He was still dizzy, but it was much better than before, at least he didn't have the nauseating feeling just now.

Wen Xia left for half an hour.

For half an hour, Shi Xing kept replaying the scene where Wen Xia put on his pants and bumped into him in his mind. He had been thinking about it for so long, and now he barely realized it—he was moved because of Wen Xia's actions. **, producing pleasure.

It is not so much a physical pleasure as a psychological orgasm.

Half an hour later, Wen Xia came over with an insulated box.

Shi Xing stared blankly, and said hoarsely, "What is this?"

"Tangyuan," Wen Xia sat next to him, and opened the insulated box, "You haven't eaten yet, let's eat some now, today is New Year's Day—do you like black sesame stuffing?"

Shi Xing suddenly had a sore nose.

He said: "I have never eaten it, so I don't know what kind of stuffing is delicious."

Wen Xia paused, took a deep breath, and said, "Then... try it, I will make brown sugar for you next year, and you can try it, but I still like black sesame seeds."

Just as Shi Xing was about to take the box, Wen Xia avoided it, "What do you plan to eat with one hand—I'll feed you."

Wen Xia scooped up the glutinous rice balls, blew on them, and handed them to Shi Xing's chapped lips due to fever, "If it's hot, tell me."

The quick-frozen he bought, he really can't, but he can cook it, but it is very soft, which is considered a success.

Shi Xing carefully took the glutinous rice ball in his mouth, and chewed it slowly, as if he wanted to imprint this moment in his bones forever, the taste, the touch, never let go.

He swallowed, and said to Wen Xia with a smile.

"good to eat."