fish under ice

Shi Yi borrowed the kitchen to make a pot of hangover soup, and after distributing it to several of Zhong Juntong's friends, he brought another bowl upstairs and fed it to Zhong Juntong.

Zhong Juntong finished drinking with Shi Yi's hand, and leaned back on the head of the bed with his eyes closed. The heat on his body was evaporated by the alcohol, and he couldn't sit still. He straightened up and tried to take off the sweater over his shirt.

Shi Yi pressed his hand: "You can't take it off, you'll catch a cold."

Zhong Juntong said in a low voice, "It's so hot."

Shi Yi touched Zhong Juntong's blushing face with his cool fingertips, and asked softly, "Is it cooler? May I twist a towel for you?"

Zhong Juntong was stunned for a moment, then he hugged Shi Yi on his lap, placed both on his waist, rubbed them, then lifted the hem of Shi Yi's sweater and stretched his hands in.

Shi Yi's body temperature was not as high as that of Zhong Jun's, especially his cheeks and wrists, which were as warm as jade and felt cool to the touch.

Shi Yi's eyes widened, he turned his head to glance at the closed door, and then turned his head to reprimand Zhong Juntong in a low voice: "Don't mess around, this is someone else's house."

Zhong Juntong seemed to turn a deaf ear, with bright smiling eyes, he lowered his head and bit him on the face, hesitated, and bit the other half of his face again.

Shi Yi couldn't believe that such a childish and even a little silly guy was Zhong Juntong.Zhong Juntong still put on that handsome and unkind face, showing a childish smile, and stared at Shi Yi with his dark eyes under his thick eyebrows.

Shi Yi had nothing to do with him, so he stretched out his hand to hold his hand, discussing without deterrence: "Let's go home, huh?"

Zhong Jun said to Niu Tau, "Shi Yi, I still want to bite you."

"..."

Shi Yi gently patted his hand away, and said shamefully and angrily, "Go home now, or you... you won't have any snacks tomorrow."

"Oh."

Zhong Juntong really stood up staggeringly, and went downstairs with the help of the stairs.The friends downstairs hadn't left yet, and when they saw the two coming down, they asked, "Are you sober?"

Zhong Juntong replied: "My wife took me home, and I have to wake up if I'm not sober."

The crowd burst into laughter, which made Shi Yi very embarrassed, tugged at Zhong Juntong's sleeve, and signaled his drunken husband to accept him as soon as he was happy.

Zhong Juntong said again: "My wife is in a hurry to go home, so see you later."

Shi Yi's face turned red, and he let go of his sleeves and ignored him.

The two took a taxi home, and Zhong Jun got into the car. The driver smelled alcohol and reminded him angrily, "I drank a lot, you won't throw up?"

Shi Yi quickly said, "No, he sleeps when he's drunk."

The driver snorted before starting the car.

The light in the car was very dark, except for a light on the roof, which emitted a weak and dim light like a small round light bulb.Vehicles are driving on the road, the scenery of the street is speeding by, and the neon lights flowing down from the buildings converge into a blurred colorful river.

Shi Yi touched the back of Zhong Juntong's hand.

He has always liked Zhong Juntong's hands.When he was a teenager, he was thin and strong, with slender fingers. When he was a teenager, his joints were thicker, and the veins on the back of his hands were more obvious, giving him a sense of strength.

"Juntong." Shi Yi said softly, "When you were 19, you said you wouldn't drink at all. Now...you can't drink too much now."

Zhong Juntong's long eyelashes cast dark gray shadows, and half of his face hidden in the darkness has deep outlines and sharp lines, like an expensive clock, dumb and luxurious.

"En." Zhong Juntong replied vaguely, holding Shi Yi's hand with his broad palm.The fingers of the two collided, and the cold ring on the ring finger also had the temperature of the flesh.

Shi Yi suddenly felt very relieved, because the two were sitting in a car going home.

It wasn't until Zhong Juntong got home that he felt hungry, and the chestnut crisps weren't enough, so he heated up Shi Yi's remaining half portion of teriyaki chicken leg rice, and ate it up again.

Shi Yi poured him a glass of water, "What did you have for dinner? Are you so hungry?"

Zhong Juntong's eyes were still a little squinted, "KFC."

Shi Yi laughed out loud: "You guys still eat KFC at parties?"

"The picture is convenient."

Shi Yi cleaned up the dishes and pushed Zhong Juntong into the bathroom to take a shower.Zhong Juntong took off his clothes and sat in the hot tub, while Shi Yi squatted behind and rubbed his back.

"Shi Yi."

"Ok?"

"I'll give you a bath too."

Before Shi Yi could refuse, Zhong Juntong leaned out of the bathtub naked and hugged him.Shi Yi, who got wet, could only take off his clothes, and was carried into the bathtub by Zhong Juntong again.

"The bathtub is too small." Zhong Juntong said, "I didn't expect you to come to my house."

Shi Yi was silent for a second, then laughed, "Someone came to your house suddenly, doing laundry, cooking and warming the bed, isn't it like a snail girl?"

Zhong Juntong smiled lightly and said, "It's a little bit." After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed Shi Yi's lips that were rosy from the steam, "But you won't disappear."

"Didn't you say you want to give me a bath?" Shi Yi turned his face slightly to avoid his kiss, and was turned around by Zhong Juntong holding his face again, and kissed him arrogantly, and said in a low voice: "I'm lying to you. I want to bite you."

Zhong Juntong's white and sharp canine teeth sucked Shi Yi's soft, red nipples, grinding them tormentingly.

The water in the bathtub overflowed and dripped onto the floor tiles in large streams.

When the two lay on the bed, they realized that they forgot to turn on the heating in the bedroom.The bed was as cold as an ice cellar, the two of them looked at each other, stunned for a second, laughed together, hugged each other tightly, their hands and feet were entangled, slowly absorbing each other's warmth.

Zhong Juntong sighed, "Shi Yi, you are so kind."

Shi Yi didn't listen to such words, and just said, "You tormented me and lied to me."

Zhong Jun listened together, feeling a little sad, sat up abruptly, looked around for a pen and paper, laid it on the head of the bed and wrote with his head bowed.

Shi Yi lay on his stomach without moving, with half of his face buried in the soft pillow, and when he was drowsy, he saw the naked Zhong Juntong with a broad back, beautifully shaped muscles connected together, and two deep dimples on his lean waist. waist.

Shi Yi blushed quietly.Zhong Juntong, who was drunk, was really a tosser.

"It's finished." Zhong Juntong turned around and handed the paper to Shi Yi.

Shi Yi looked intently, and saw written on the paper:

【Guarantee

Today I bullied Shi Yi very badly. Although Shi Yi who was bullied is very cute, soft and delicious, I will never do it again.

If I do it again, I will write another letter of guarantee.

Guarantor: Zhong Juntong]

Shi Yi lost his temper, so he could only say weakly: "I have a bad attitude. Forget it, let's go to sleep." After speaking, he folded the guarantee letter and put it in the drawer, and closed his eyes.

Zhong Juntong lay back under the quilt, and stroked Shi Yi's face for a while.Shi Yi's nose fluttered, as if he had been disturbed from a dream.

Shi Yi had a dream.

In the dream, Zhong Juntong was still a college student, wearing a sweater and jeans, and carrying a bag to class in late autumn.There was still childishness in his eyebrows and eyes, his expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, as if he was always angry with others.

His heart softened, and he followed Zhong Juntong, accompanying him to class, eating with him, and going back to the dormitory to sleep with him.He seems to be the shadow of Zhong Juntong, he walks when he walks, and stops when he stops.

He just wanted to see his young immature lover.

He is so young, so clean, and so handsome, Shi Yi almost shed tears when he looked at his slightly unfamiliar tall and straight back.

His slender fingers brushed away the bangs that covered his eyes when he lowered his head, Shi Yi's eyelids revealed the face of Zhong Juntong who was approaching.

He glanced at him awkwardly, licked his lips, "Hey, let's go. Didn't you mean to accompany me to class?"

Shi Yi froze for a moment, and was pulled by the wrist to follow.

There is no temperature in dreams, flames have no temperature, ice and snow have no temperature.But Shi Yi felt that the tiger's mouth between himself and Zhong Juntong was warm.

Good dreams don't last long.Shi Yi woke up unwillingly, and found himself being held in Zhong Juntong's arms.The husband is sleeping, breathing steadily and lightly.

He suddenly began to look forward to the late autumn of the coming year. He wanted to go to Zhong Juntong's university and take a stroll around the campus with Zhong Juntong who was wearing a sweater and jeans.

How did he, avoiding his own sight, become the current Zhong Juntong?

There are many moments in a person's life, transitioning with pain, hesitation, hesitation, hysteria and tears of despair.

Zhong Juntong did not share any painful moments with him in the past seven years.His silent husband was willing to walk towards him step by step only after he endured hardship and became outstanding and dazzling.

"Thank you."

This sentence is too light, like talking in sleep.But Shi Yi knew its weight.