【Zhou Xiang】Gravity

1.

Sun Xiang was so immersed in excessive excitement that he didn't notice Zhou Zekai's strange behavior at all.

Two weeks ago, after ordering Zhou Zekai's birthday present, he immediately started pestering his mother to teach him how to cook.A bowl of longevity noodles is neither complicated nor simple. It can be said that Sun Xiang exhausted all his patience in just 17 years.

No matter how smart he is in other aspects, cooking skills need a little time to hone.The failed product in the process became the supper for my father and myself. During the period, because too little water was put in, the pot of their house was burned black once, and my fingers were scalded with blisters when I was in a hurry to remove it.Fortunately, all the hard work pays off.

On this day, in front of his boyfriend, he finally managed to hand in an answer sheet that he was also satisfied with.

The skimmed chicken soup is served in a white porcelain bowl, which is refreshing and transparent.The soup noodles are sprinkled with scallions, and under the scallions, there is a very complete noodle.There are twists and turns, and there is no break from beginning to end.

The only fly in the ointment is...it can probably measure a dozen or twenty diameters.

Sun Xiang rubbed his nose, feeling a little nervous for some reason: "It's done!" He carried the bowl, walked from the kitchen to the living room, took a deep breath and put it down, then turned and said to a certain classmate, "Why don't you try?"

His inner OS is: If you dare to frown, we will fight!

The fight didn't work out in the end.Zhou Zekai smiled at him, sat down at the table, and picked up his chopsticks.

"Wait!" Sun Xiang suddenly remembered something.

2.

Looking at Sun Xiang's hesitant to speak face, Zhou Zekai was secretly amused—although it must be okay, but he couldn't help but feel that this scene was very like a novel, the kind where a person suddenly jumped out and said, "Don't eat, this thing is poisonous! "some type of.

It doesn't matter, Zhou Zekai thought in a good mood, so what if it is poisonous, as long as this bowl is made by his boyfriend, even if it is poisonous, he must eat it.

Sun Xiang had no idea of ​​Zhou Zekai's bizarre brain hole.After he finished yelling, he was silent for two seconds, and said a little embarrassedly: "Cough...is it a bit small?"

"It's okay." Zhou Zekai replied.

In all fairness, the portion of this bowl is less than two taels, which is not enough for high school boys.But seeing with his own eyes that Sun Xiang, who is a kitchen chef, can make such a decent bowl of noodles, Zhou Zekai was only surprised, not dissatisfied at all.

But Sun Xiang became more and more annoyed: "I clearly counted the amount...how could it be?" He turned his head abruptly and slapped his thigh, "Damn! I forgot to add another piece of dough!"

"It's okay." Zhou Zekai said, found one end of the noodle from the bowl, and began to eat seriously.

Sun Xiang was lying on the table, circling his face with his arms in annoyance, watching Zhou Zekai eating noodles while pondering.

"Damn! I forgot something!" He suddenly slapped the table.

Zhou Zekai stopped his chopsticks and looked at him.

The annoyance on Sun Xiang's face was wiped away, replaced by intense excitement: "Wait a minute!" He picked up his phone to confirm the time, "I ordered a big——cake for you! If you are full, eat cakes, if you are not enough...if you are not enough, it is called barbecue!"

...How can there be a birthday barbecue with cake?

If someone else suggested it, Zhou Zekai would probably already be thinking about it.But when these words came out of Sun Xiang's mouth, the feelings they brought were completely different.

It's a pity that I'm still tasting the noodles. If I stop the chopsticks, someone will be furious, Zhou Zekai thought, otherwise he would have walked quickly to a certain guy with a jumping mind, raised his curvy chin, and kissed him unceremoniously ——In the world, can you find a more beating and cuter boyfriend than Sun Xiang?

3.

Sun Xiang called the delivery man and confirmed that the cake would arrive within a quarter of an hour.Having regained his peace of mind, he continued to lazily lie on the table and watch Zhou Zekai eating noodles.

Looking at it, a thought suddenly flashed in Sun Xiang's mind——

Zhou Zekai had his own company on his birthday this year, but there were many birthdays in previous years. According to Zhou Zekai's personality, he probably wouldn't even think of preparing a cake and candles for himself, let alone longevity noodles.

Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't laugh.His heart was shrinking, and strange emotions were like waves hitting his face, drowning him from head to toe before he was unprepared.

For the first time, he realized that he was much more emotional than he imagined; for the first time, he realized that in making Zhou Zekai's life better, he was not as powerful as he imagined... There were too many things that were not It is in control, and it is impossible to go back and change it at all.

Why couldn't he meet this guy earlier, couldn't become friends with him earlier, couldn't be with him earlier, in that case, in that case, he could at least give Zhou Zekai a few more birthdays with someone to accompany him——

His heart seemed to be pierced by a needle.Every time I beat, there was a sharp pain.

Oops, Sun Xiang cursed secretly in his heart.First his nose was sour, and then his eyes suddenly became hot. He suspected that he might burst into tears in front of Zhou Zekai in the next second—fuck, that's absolutely impossible!

Before it was too late, he hastily turned his head aside, raised his head high, pretended that he suddenly had a desire to explore the corner of the ceiling, then inhaled and exhaled forcefully, even though his throat was already hurting from suppressing emotions, he tried his best not to hold it in. voice, trying to calm himself down quickly.

But what he didn't know was that Zhou Zekai had stopped holding his face for a while.Those dark eyes were looking at him intently.

4.

After some time, Sun Xiang came back to his senses, only to find that the bowl in front of Zhou Zekai had been emptied, and even the soup was completely emptied.

"Is it delicious?" Sun Xiang asked subconsciously.

After speaking, he realized that he did not bring out the expected strong nasal voice, and he was relieved while being thankful.

"Delicious." Zhou Zekai replied bluntly, as if he hadn't noticed anything just now.

However, people in love are not generally sensitive.When Sun Xiang saw Zhou Zekai's gaze, he faintly felt guilty.

"It's good as long as it's delicious! Since you like Brother Xiang, I'll make it for you next time!" He hurriedly got up, packed up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen, not daring to look at Zhou Zekai again.

After a while, the sound of water came from the kitchen, accompanied by Sun Xiang's deliberately raised voice: "What do you want to eat next time? Seafood? Ribs? Or an egg? Damn it, I forgot to bring eggs today! Forget it! I’ll make it for you next time, anyway, I can do anything, don’t hesitate to mention it casually, the version of Buddha jumping over the wall, it’s not right for the full banquet of Han and Han..."

Sun Xiang spoke faster and faster, he still asked for opinions later on, he was talking to himself, making people suspect that he was using abnormal speech speed to cover up his emotions.

Zhou Zekai didn't pierce, but quietly got up, and walked lightly behind Sun Xiang.

Just as Sun Xiang finished wiping his hands, he found that his waist was surrounded by people.

"Uh..." Zhou Zekai's sudden closeness stunned him.He turned around in the limited space, his eyes met, his heartbeat fluttered a few times, but he completely forgot about the depression just now, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you." Zhou Zekai looked at him with burning eyes.

"You're welcome!" Sun Xiang was overjoyed when Zhou Zekai was acting like a baby, and scratched his neck with his cold fingers, "Don't make trouble, the master who delivered the cake is going to call me soon."

But Zhou Zekai refused to let go: "I still want a gift."

"Ah?" Sun Xiang frowned, "Didn't you say it earlier? What is it? I'm afraid it's too late—"

"It's very simple." Zhou Zekai put his chin on Sun Xiang's shoulder, happily rubbed his hair, closed his eyes, "I want to say something."

The breath and temperature that suddenly approached his ears made Sun Xiang dazed, while the trace of expectation in his voice made Sun Xiang laugh endlessly: Come on, Zhou Zekai... always hides his emotions so well. changed--

"That's fine, Brother Xiang must be able to afford it." Sun Xiang hugged him back with special force, "Happy birthday, my boyfriend!"

"Thank you, I'm very happy," Zhou Zekai tightened his arms around his back, "Mygift."

5.

The cake was delivered in 5 minutes.Double cheese with mango.Sun Xiang took a sip, and almost wanted to rush into the kitchen and boil a pot of chicken soup to rinse his mouth—isn't this shit too sweet?Is it eaten by people? !

Half a week ago, Sun Xiang got the cake reservation website from Jiang Botao.When placing an order, he was particularly hesitant.The mouse slides, and the cake preview on the screen seems to form a capital sugar in his eyes.However, considering Zhou Zekai's love for sweets at the MAX level, he finally gritted his teeth and ordered the one with the highest sweetness.

As it turned out, he definitely underestimated his boyfriend.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Zekai refreshed Sun Xiang's understanding of "can eat sweets".Except for the small triangle given to Sun Xiang "politely", he unceremoniously enjoyed the rest.

A must-have accompaniment to a birthday cake is the happy birthday song.Zhou Zekai was in charge of making wishes, and Sun Xiang took on the role of accompaniment without hesitation.After singing, he still couldn't get enough of it, and muttered: "Dry singing is a bit monotonous, if I knew I would bring a guitar to accompany me!"

"Then next year." Zhou Zekai smiled and gave him a piece of mango, "It's been a hard year."

——Because such a good boyfriend should be saved.Sun Xiang shamelessly completed the second half of the sentence in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more complacent he was. After swallowing the sweet mango, he quickly rewarded a certain birthday star with a kiss: "Received the application, brother Xiang will continue to work hard next year!"

6.

The birthday candles don’t matter now, and the store makes corresponding numbers according to the notes, one “1” and one “7”. After blowing out, there is only a small part of the top missing, but it is useless.Sun Xiang originally planned to throw it away with the empty cake box, but Zhou Zekai cut it off alone, washed it carefully, and put it in a small box.

Why collect candles?Sun Xiang wanted to ask, but he was embarrassed.

His intuition allowed him to roughly guess where he would go after the question - Zhou Zekai was different from usual today... There is no inhibitor in hand right now, if Zhou Zekai said something blushing again, or did something exciting, he would have With a probability of more than 80.00%, you can't help biting this person's lip until the pheromone riots.

Brother Xiang is difficult, it is too difficult.Sun Xiang brushed his teeth and spit foam while thinking bittersweetly, he had to bear with it, who made him choose Zhou Zekai to be his pleasure in life.

7.

Sun Xiang greeted his family early, and obtained permission to stay overnight with the reason of "accompanying a good friend on his birthday".

Sun's mother called him on the phone to pay attention to his sleeping position at night, don't kick him out of bed, and Sun Xiang blushed and shouted, "I have prepared a separate room for me!"

"Oh, that's it." Mama Sun's voice sounded full of regret for some reason.

Sun Xiang didn't want to think about the deep meaning at all.

For dinner Zhou Zekai ordered barbecue as he wished, after the two of them patted their bellies and played fighting games for a while.

It really makes sense to say that people are refreshed on happy occasions.Sun Xiang thought he was in a good enough form today, but he couldn't stop Zhou Zekai from KO'ing him for three rounds like a cheat.

"Stop hitting!" Throwing the handle, Sun Xiang leaned back sideways, using Zhou Zekai's leg as a pillow unceremoniously.

"Tired?" Zhou Zekai smoothed his hair, and Sun Xiang immediately grabbed his hand, "Pesticide?"

"No, no, no," Sun Xiang compared Zhou Zekai's fingers one by one, clenched them tightly and then loosened them. After playing for a while, he suddenly thought of something and got up, "You are the birthday star and you are the biggest! Brother Xiang will accompany you to watch a movie today! "

Reasoning, suspense, thriller, horror... Whether it is a novel or a movie, Zhou Zekai likes it very much.

Sun Xiang just bought a membership of a certain video website, he hugged Zhou Zekai's tablet, logged into his account, and generously handed it to Zhou Zekai to choose.

In the end, Zhou Zekai picked two high-scoring brain-burning suspense films.

One of them is an open ending.Around the identity of the real murderer, the two had a heated discussion.Sun Xiang was caught with a flaw, his conclusions were overturned, and he couldn't argue with Zhou Zekai, so he rushed over to tickle Zhou Zekai in a moment of annoyance.

"Ha, hahahahahaha..." The two huddled together on the sofa for a while, both of them were a little out of breath.The eyes suddenly met, and the thoughts floated in seconds.

"Zhou Zekai." Sun Xiang's Adam's apple slowly rolled.

"Yeah." Zhou Zekai lowered his head and moved closer to him.That breath covered Sun Xiang's skin like warm fluff, making Sun Xiang subconsciously squint his eyes comfortably.

Sun Xiang let the other party rub his fingertips from the brow bone to the chin, raised his neck slightly, and with a pleasant smile leaked from his lips, he raised his hand to press the back of the fluffy head.

The compressor of the refrigerator is working, the wall clock is ticking, and the wind in late autumn makes the cracks of the window whimper softly. Everything is peaceful and gentle.There is no lack of heart-to-heart connection between lovers, and there is no need for more words at this time.

——Dear boyfriend, may you have this day every year.I am with you every year.

TBC