Meteor falling into the river

It was pouring rain outside.

Zheng Xingxing was sitting in the car, looking at the mottled water drop marks on the glass window, in a daze.

The assistant sat in the driver's seat, turned his head, and glanced at Zheng Xingxing in the back seat.

"Brother, that—didn't you call?"

Zheng Xingxing lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering.shook his head.

"Oh," the assistant honked the horn, muttering, "It's raining so hard, it's really too much to not even make a phone call——"

"Okay, Xiao Xiao," Zheng Xingxing interrupted him, and said softly,

"Come on, I'm tired and want to go home early."

The rain was indeed too heavy, and it was inevitable that we would continue to be drenched in the rain after getting off the car.Zheng Xingxing trotted all the way back, and felt much more comfortable in the lobby.After rubbing his arms, the hairstyle done by the hair stylist in the morning had already been soaked by the rain, sticking to his forehead sticky.After getting on the elevator, Zheng Xingxing stood at the door and took a slow breath.

Knocked on the door, no one answered,

After waiting for a long time, Zheng Xingxing knocked on the door again; after a long time, Zheng Xingxing raised his arm heavily and knocked on the door again.

no response,

My heart went from anticipation, to tension, to pain, loss, and finally to peace.

He took out the keys in his bag and opened the door. What he was greeted was pitch black and deserted. It always felt colder than it was raining outside.

Zheng Xingxing turned on the light, changed his shoes, took off his clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

Hot water flowed from the faucet, and Zheng Xingxing let the water flow down from the top of his head, fascinating all his eyes.Finally, only at such moments did he have the brains to think about miscellaneous things.

Jin Zichuan didn't come back, it's already twelve o'clock in the evening,

Tonight, he probably won't come back again.

Zheng Xingxing lowered his head, squatted down, and hugged himself slowly.

It's been a long, long time, and Jin Zichuan hasn't hugged him well.

Zheng Xingxing couldn't remember the temperature of his hands and lips.He missed the gentle lips that brushed against his skin, was obsessed with the burning heat penetrating into his heart, and the gentle call in his ears.

It's been a long, long time, and I haven't felt it.

water mixed with tears,

After all, it fell to the ground and disappeared.

Jin Zichuan used to be a student of Zheng Xingxing's mother's cram school. The two knew each other and they were also at Zheng Xingxing's home.Jin Zichuan came to class, and Zheng Xingxing helped to bring the cut fruits.

Zheng Xingxing still remembers that day, when he entered the room with the sliced ​​apples, Jin Zichuan was writing with his back facing him.

But when he gently put the plate in his hand on the table and Jin Zichuan turned around, he would never forget that those eyes suddenly became extremely bright from the moment he saw him.It seems to be attracted by something, so attracted that everything around me loses its light.

After that, the corner of his mouth curled into a bright smile that Zheng Xingxing had never seen before.It was also like this, this handsome sunny face captivated Zheng Xingxing's eyes and occupied Zheng Xingxing's heart for seven years.

He says,

"Hi,"

"Can I be your friend?"

Zheng Xingxing was lying on the bed, but he couldn't close his eyes at all.

His heart was in a mess, and the past memories and reality merged together in his mind, causing a headache.In a daze, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake, Zheng Xingxing heard the sound of the door opening in the haze.

He opened his eyes at once, turned over immediately, didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and rushed out.But he saw Zong Wei supporting Jin Zichuan, standing at the door with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Zheng Xingxing glanced at Jin Zichuan, but he looked drunk and could only rely on others to support him.

"Xing Xing, um, Zi Chuan drank a little too much, so I'll send him back first."

"I see," Zheng Xingxing stepped forward, smiled, and helped Jin Zichuan from Zongwei's hand, "Thank you Zongwei for your hard work."

Zong Wei glanced at Zheng Xingxing, his face was embarrassing, he hesitated to speak, but finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xing Xing, we've all grown up, we've all changed. There are some things, you understand. He," Zong Wei glanced at his best friend since childhood,

"you are not worth it."

Zheng Xingxing was holding Jin Zichuan by the arm, his body was heavy, but the bitterness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Thank you, Chong Wei."

Obviously, the words were not listened to at all.Zong Wei knew that at this moment, it was useless to say anything.And it was meaningless to stay here by myself.

He turned and left, closing the door gently.

Zheng Xingxing, Zheng Xingxing,

What are you doing?

Zheng Xingxing struggled to help Jin Zichuan to lie down on the bed. He bent down and helped Jin Zichuan take off his pantyhose, and then stepped forward, trying to help him take off his coat.

The coat is wet. If you don't take it off, you will catch a cold tomorrow.

Getting closer, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of women's perfume floated into Zheng Xingxing's nose.Lowering her head, there was still a little lipstick mark on her slightly parted lips.

Tears appeared suddenly, hitting Jin Zichuan's face bit by bit. Jin Zichuan frowned, and his closed eyelids moved.Only then did Zheng Xingxing realize it, and quickly stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the watermark on his face.

As if nothing happened, Zheng Xingxing covered Jin Zichuan with a quilt, but did not turn off the bedside lamp.He lay on the other side, pillowing his arm, looking at the man he loved deeply in front of him.

Looking at it, Zheng Xingxing smiled.He slowly stretched out his finger, brushed across Jin Zichuan's nose, and then slid to his lips.Stayed for a long time, and rubbed for a long time.

The slightly opened mouth subconsciously covered his fingers, which made Zheng Xingxing tremble all over.

Only at this moment, Zheng Xingxing can deeply realize how much he longs for the caress of the man beside him, how much he longs for even a teasing favor, how much he longs for the gaze of this man, to be able to have only him again.

I don't know when it started, his love has become so humble.

He is so humble that he can turn a blind eye to anything, neglect, cheat, get bored, everything, Zheng Xingxing doesn't care,

As long as, as long as Jin Zichuan can lie beside him like now,

He is enough.

Zheng Xingxing got up very early the next day, and a magazine approached him, hoping to help take some photos.For Zheng Xingxing, this is a rare opportunity.And in order to make a good impression on the other party, he must not be late.

But after getting up, Zheng Xingxing didn't forget to set aside time to make breakfast for Jin Zichuan.By the way, I left a note, pressed it with honey water, and put it on the bedside table.

Jin Zichuan was still sleeping soundly, his sleeping face was as cute as a big boy.Zheng Xingxing smiled and squinted his eyes, only feeling happy in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed Jin Zichuan's lips lightly.

When Xiao Xiao received Zheng Xingxing, he found that his artist was in a good mood.Xiao Xiao joked:

"Brother, why, you're in a good mood today."

Zheng Xingxing answered the words in a rare way, "Little brat, what do you know?"

When you have someone you love, you will understand that when you wake up from your sleep and see him by your side, when you think that he will sit in your common kitchen and eat the breakfast you made yourself,

These little warmth will make you so happy.

The author has something to say: Slag Gong, the first attempt, I want to see how scumbag Gong will be