fish under ice

Shi Yi couldn't bear to stare into Zhong Juntong's eyes, so he turned his eyes away and whispered, "It's my problem...it's my fault..."

Zhong Juntong's eyes were red, his heart was sore, but he said word by word: "Don't be like this, Shi Yi, tell me, what do you want from me?"

After hearing this, Shi Yi became even more flustered.

It took all his courage to say what he just said.But just now, my heart has swelled to the extreme, and a little bit of heroic happiness has been completely shattered, and now all that remains is regret for the innocent disaster that dragged Zhong Juntong into my negative emotions.

"No, I don't want you to do anything..."

After being rejected, Zhong Juntong was stunned. He straightened his body resentfully, bowed slowly, and supported his head with his veined hands.He squeezed his swollen temples with his thumbs over and over again, and his head was completely messed up.

Shi Yi was originally good, he was clean, he loved to laugh and was gentle, he cheated him into a pure white and fragile jade lamp covered with dust.But he didn't know what broke him.

He might as well just do nothing and continue to be that silent child who peeps at Yuzhan day and night with his black eyes.

"Shi Yi...I'm sorry..." Zhong Juntong's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, "I never thought that I would make you so sad. I thought I could make you happy .”

Shi Yi was wrong, it wasn't him who couldn't do anything well, but himself.

He screwed everything up.

But Zhong Juntong was really not reconciled, Shi Yi was still sitting alive five centimeters away from him, his eyes were red, his breathing was gentle, and his heart was still beating, so it was impossible for him to give up.

"Shi Yi." Zhong Juntong stared at Shi Yi impatiently and said, "You said, this relationship depends on me. I don't want it to end! You...do you understand what I mean?"

The two of them had already stabbed each other bloody with hugs and longing.

Zhong Juntong understood his own arrogance and selfishness, and his heart was blackened. A heart that was not bright enough was pulled out and handed bloody to Shi Yi, begging for his love and company.

He knew that he was dreaming, but maybe, maybe Shi Yi would fulfill his dream?

"...Okay." Shi Yi was silent for a while, and agreed in a flat and sad tone.

Zhong Jun hugged him together, wrapped his strong arms around Shi Yi's thin back, pressed his palms on Shi Yi's slender neck, stroked him again and again, confirmed the hug, confirmed the existence, and murmured: "Everything will be fine." Get up. Everything will be fine."

At the same time, Zhong Jun didn't dare to let go of him, and even picked him up and walked through the crowded hall, then took the elevator back to his room.

Zhong Juntong put him down on the bed but blocked him by the bed and did not leave. Shi Yi's two legs were still hanging loosely on his knees, shaking slightly with the movement of Zhong Juntong undressing.

Shi Yi lay peacefully on the bed, looking at a small beige rose-shaped wall lamp on the right wall.He thought to himself, why is such a small rose nailed to the wall?

Zhong Juntong pressed down, pressed his feet on his ankles, and slid his hands along the line of Shi Yi's arms to grab his wrists, and gently pressed them on the pillow, rubbing his face against Shi Yi's pale cheeks , breathing messily intertwined, like two swimming fish washed ashore.

"Juntong, I was angry with you before. But when I heard that you had a high fever and flew to see you, my heart softened again." Shi Yi's voice was very gentle, as if it was no different from usual, and even Laughing softly, "You're wearing blue pinstriped pajamas, you've got foam on your chin, and your hair is a bit messy. You're so cute, so I relented."

Zhong Juntong closed his eyes uncomfortably: "Please, stop talking."

Shi Yi really stopped talking.He is always willing to fulfill Zhong Juntong's wish.

Zhong Juntong put his hand into Shi Yi's sweater, wanting to feel Shi Yi's temperature with his own hands.Shi Yi was shivering from the cold, biting his lip to suppress his moans.

"Hiss!" Shi Yi couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhong Juntong was startled. He opened his sweater and saw a purple bruise the size of half a palm on his chest. He froze for a moment, stroked the edge with his fingers, and asked tremblingly, "Did I do it?"

Shi Yi shook his head.It was left after being hit by an electric car.

Zhong Juntong said, "Forget it on me. Let me see if there are any other wounds."

Shi Yi was peeled off bit by bit, curled up under Zhong Juntong's eyes, but was stretched out again by his hands and feet, like a piece of crumpled white paper that was flattened.

Shi Yi's elbows, knees, heels, shoulder blades, and buttocks all had abrasions and redness to varying degrees.The white vessel was thrown violently, but refused to shatter for some reason.

"I did it all." Zhong Juntong attributed all the wounds to himself indiscriminately, and he smiled miserably, "This is what I did to you."

Zhong Juntong soothed with his fingers and lips cautiously and softly said, "I'm sorry."

Shi Yi's whole body was red, and ripples appeared like water lines, and he shouted indiscriminately: "No...Juntong, no..."

Why is it necessary to do this?

Zhong Juntong owed him nothing.Because of a dispensable promise, Zhong Juntong turned from a young friend and younger brother into a bedside person, and they became husband and wife before they became lovers.Zhong Juntong is young, with a tough personality and a simple emotional model, and he is so hot that he pushes his narrow world open.

But he has no obligation to take responsibility for his broken emotional system and try to repair it.

Shi Yi finally thought, why?Zhong Juntong's life trajectory obviously shouldn't be like this.He could have a wonderful beautiful smart and understanding wife and maybe a lovely child, a harmonious family and a lot of love, instead of the constant self-doubt and struggle that he has through no fault of his own.

"Shi Yi." Zhong Juntong stopped, rubbed his face against his neck, and kissed his neck carefully, "Give me one more chance. I can do better. You believe me once .”

Shi Yi hated himself so much, he stroked Zhong Juntong's prickly hair, as if comforting a child, "You did a good job."

"No, you lied to me." Zhong Juntong's kiss stopped.

"I didn't lie to you. I didn't lie to you." Shi Yi said.

Zhong Juntong knew it in his heart, and Shi Yi tolerated him unconditionally, so his mistake did not become a mistake.But he has to correct it, since Shi Yi doesn't give him feedback, he can find out and correct it by himself.

When he was a student, he could erase the wrong questions and rewrite them with an eraser. Now he can also redo the answer sheet.He is a gifted student, smart and hardworking, and there is no reason for him to fail miserably when it comes to being a good husband.

"Thank you. Thank you." Zhong Juntong took Shi Yi's moist lips, pressed them lightly, and then quickly separated, again and again, in a cycle.He tries to express his emotions with soft, sensual kisses.