golden wind meets dew

He felt an unspeakable pain that came from deep within his body, but if he wanted to speak seriously, he couldn't tell where it was.This is very strange, he thinks he knows the human body well, but now he can't find where the pain is in his body.

Maybe it's because this pain is entangled and deformed by happiness at the same time.

So, where does happiness come from?

"Concentrate." His face was turned back, facing directly above.

Not forced, in fact, the hand that still rests on his face can be called gentle.But he still felt a strange, uncomfortable sense of being in control.It's a little awkward.However, it wasn't to the point of disgusting him.

There was a lamp in the room, the light was orange and dim.Perhaps because of the pain, he felt that he was not able to concentrate, so that his vision was not very clear when looking at the other person, and he could hardly see the face clearly, only a pair of slender eyes with upward angled corners.

"You have peach blossom eyes," he said.

The other party smiled slightly, "Isn't it good-looking?"

nice.He moved his lips, making a mouth shape.

The other party bent down, as if to let him see those peach blossom eyes clearly.But the tip of the nose is almost touching, the vision is dark and dazed, the breathing is very close, and the other party speaks very softly: "Does it hurt?"

He lied: "It doesn't hurt."

"You don't have to do this, you can tell me the truth."

He thought for a while, then nodded his chin: "A little bit."

"Take it easy."

After all, take your time.

The pain in the body runs along the muscles, along the bones, and rolls over every nerve.The pain turned into numbness, the numbness into crispness, and the crispness into some... indescribable happiness.This kind of happiness is so grand, beyond his expectation, it spreads all over his body, and at the same time, it also sweeps across his entire youth, smashing years of confusion and illusions, and firmly breaking into the forbidden place where the soul is boiling.

As his toes curled up and his stomach twitched involuntarily, he thought, "Yeah, that's it."

In the semi-dark room, there were panting sounds.

After a while, a finger ran over the corner of his eye and wiped away a tear.

"You cry."

"I'm not..." He subconsciously denied, turned his head and found that the other party was smiling.

"Okay?"

He knew what the other person was asking.It was so strange that he didn't feel ashamed at all, facing those beautiful peach eyes, he said frankly: "That's great."

Tao Huayan blinked, leaned over and kissed his eyes, and said, "I'm yours, the first one."