【Zhou Xiang】Gravity

1.

"Your uncle's..." Sun Xiang was taken aback, his face flushed red.While being grateful for the cover of the night, he used hasty rhetorical questions to cover up his confusion: "Zhou Zekai, tell me the truth! Did you watch some weird idol drama at grandpa's house?"

Zhou Zekai didn't speak, but looked at him innocently.

Sun Xiang stared at him for a few seconds.Maybe it's a special time and place, maybe... maybe there is no possibility at all, as soon as I meet this person's eyes, his heartbeat will immediately no longer belong to me, and everything I do next is to follow my instinct!

"Come on." As Sun Xiang said, he took a step forward, evoking a lazy, snarky smile, dazzling and bright.

In Zhou Zekai's eyes, his movements became the slow motion of a movie. The hustle and bustle of the festival crowd and the fireworks in the distance were all gone, only Sun Xiang was the only reality in the world.

His breath, the light in his eyes, the fluttering corners of his lips...

"I want a reward. Brother Xiang will give it to you."

2.

They are already taller than many adults, and their tall and straight figures are like two young poplars.The foreheads are offset and the tip of the nose is attached, even the silhouette is a pleasing contrast.Coupled with the hat and scarf, it is tightly wrapped, so there is no need to worry about being bumped into, so it becomes even more unscrupulous.

The wind passed through the gaps in the trees in the park, the temperature dropped below zero at night, and the air along the river was humid, making the chill even more intense.However, Sun Xiang didn't feel cold at all.

That's because Zhou Zekai's lips were too warm, just right, Sun Xiang thought.They embraced each other, their chests were pinched by the horns of their coats, he stretched out his hands between taking breaths, his fingertips brushed against Zhou Zekai's collarbone, and couldn't help but subconsciously caressed it.

The arms surrounding him suddenly tightened.And the tongue between the teeth was pushed in forcefully little by little. This suggestive movement reminded him of the bathroom that morning, and he once again had the illusion that he was about to be swallowed from head to toe.

But this time, Sun Xiang's first reaction was neither to struggle nor to run away.

He enjoyed the feeling, the unique possessiveness, the excitement of having someone pour all their emotions into him.

The most important thing is that he believes in Zhou Zekai's self-control ability - even in public, forgive him.

But when it came to the present occasion, Sun Xiang couldn't help feeling a little regretful, he let go of Zhou Zekai's lips, and looked up at the dark night sky - if there was a shooting star or something.

He wants to make a wish.

As soon as the idea came up, golden fireworks bloomed above the head, and it rained like broken stars.

Sun Xiang suddenly realized that he seemed a little silly - the wish he made two hours ago "to be the first to see Zhou Zekai in the New Year" had already come true.

3.

The intimate action came to an end, and they walked towards the crowded night market.

I don't know who took the initiative first, anyway, Sun Xiang quickly inserted his fingers into Zhou Zekai's right hand, palm to palm, tightly clasped.

The square is not big, no matter how slow you walk, you can finish shopping in 10 minutes.Sun Xiang was a little bit unsatisfied: "Take another turn?"

Zhou Zekai picked up the bag: "Let's go?"

"What is this?"

"fireworks."

Sun Xiang took a look and was amused, "You call this fireworks?!"

He laughed so loudly that even Zhou Zekai, who was familiar with his jumping behavior patterns, was a little puzzled.Then I saw Sun Xiang bowed his head and began to pick out his pockets.I took out it with both hands, and after half a day, I found a red cylindrical object from the right one.

"..." Zhou Zekai was silent for a moment, "Second kicker?"

"How do you know?" Sun Xiang asked excitedly.

Zhou Zekai gulped blood in his throat—he wanted to say he didn't know, but there were three huge golden characters on the wrapping paper, okay?And golden yellow is most recognizable at night!

So just now Sun Xiang kissed himself with such a dangerous item, and walked around a crowded place with him?

...As expected of his boyfriend.

After Zhou Zekai finished comforting himself, he asked curiously, "Where did it come from?"

"My dad bought it!" Sun Xiang said triumphantly, "It will be useful for grave sweeping later, but he usually buys more, so I just touched two. Don't worry, I'm sure I won't find it! How about it, go put this?"

Zhou Zekai said with difficulty: "It's not this question."

He pointed to the rules for the safe discharge of fireworks and firecrackers not far away.

The third article clearly states that only fireworks and firecrackers at designated sales points in the park can be set off.For those with high explosive power and high risk factors, such as Sun Xiang's "smuggled" second kicker, citizens are requested to consciously discard them in explosion-proof barrels, otherwise they will be fined balabala...

Sun Xiang leaned on and looked at Zhou Zekai.This time it was Zhou Zekai who took the time to lift his chin.

Boss Sun Xiang was reluctant, but he simply threw Er Tijiao into the nearest explosion-proof barrel.

"Ah—" Sun Xiang stretched his waist, and shouted to the sky, "I'm so upset——"

Zhou Zekai, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, stepped forward to hug him, and patted his back: "You can release other things."

"Ah! Chao--fucking upset!" Sun Xiang hugged him and shouted.

Even though it shouldn't be, at this moment, Zhou Zekai really wanted to laugh—he came to date someone at the place where the fireworks were set off with the intention of setting off firecrackers. Speaking of this kind of thing... probably only his boyfriend could do it.

4.

After Sun Xiang howled a few times and cleared up his emotions, the two started to walk towards the river.

Along the way, Sun Xiang still couldn't help muttering: "Things like fireworks are just a joke, and they don't have any sense at all."

"Well, the second kick is the most touching." Zhou Zekai actively followed the hair.

"No, no, no," Sun Xiang taught him seriously, "Two kicks are nothing, have you ever played red?"

"Mandihong?" Zhou Zekai said that he had only heard of Manjianghong.

"It's just a long string of firecrackers. The whole ground is red!"

"Very vivid." Zhou Zekai understood.

"My dad likes to play with this. When I was in elementary school, oh, when I was not in kindergarten, he would take me to play behind my mother's back." Sun Xiang raised his hand and gestured, "It's just such a long small firecracker, strung together with a rope It was very loud. My dad was covering my ears and waiting by the side. After the explosion was over, he would find a branch or something and he would definitely find the one with the lead wire, but it wasn’t burning.”

"Then?"

"Then it will be interesting!" Sun Xiang recalled here, excited, "One is to pick them all out and put them together. Burn them directly. Just fry them all in one burst. Or arrange them in a shape and let them fry in order. It depends on the technology. Sometimes the wires are not connected properly, and it is possible that there is no sound in the middle of the explosion. Oh, yes, there is also dropping the cannon, which is more fun. But this may not be sold in the village now, otherwise I will find it for you to play ..."

After talking on and on for a while, Sun Xiang remembered that he was talking to himself, and hurriedly asked Zhou Zekai, "What did you play when you were young?"

Zhou Zekai smiled and shook his head, shaking the plastic bag in his hand: "That's it. Together with my cousin."

So he will buy it today.

On the matter of perceiving Zhou Zekai's emotions, Sun Xiang reacted surprisingly quickly.He heard that behind Zhou Zekai's understatement was the subtext that his parents never took the initiative to take him to play fireworks, so he quickly pretended to be curious: "I haven't played it yet, let me try!"

While talking, they happened to walk to the railing along the river.There are many people looking at the scenery here.Zhou Zekai took out the lighter that the merchant gave him, lit one first, and handed it to Sun Xiang.

"I didn't expect it to be quite fun!" Sun Xiang pretended to be pleasantly surprised, "Look at its flames like a lot of golden thorns! It's kind of fluffy!"

Zhou Zekai also ordered one, and touched Sun Xiang's: "Cheers!"

"Cheers!" After Sun Xiang finished speaking, he laughed for a long time, "It's obviously a Pocky, we actually shouted cheers, that's okay!"

Zhou Zekai smiled.

Sun Xiang half leaned against the railing, raised the cold firework in his hand and stared at it for a while, then suddenly said: "This fire isn't hot, right?"

"Ah."

Zhou Zekai had just finished nodding when he heard the guy next to him say, "I'll try!"

Zhou Zekai's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around. Unfortunately, in just a few seconds, Sun Xiang had already started to touch the pole, and he had learned his lesson as a matter of course—he was so hot that he screamed.

Zhou Zekai frowned and pulled that hand over.

The palms are slightly red.

Regardless of whether anyone would see it, Zhou Zekai lowered his head and kissed him lightly.

The pain and joy of bringing bear children... but that's all.

5.

I don't know if it was the embarrassment of being kissed palm-to-palm, or Zhou Zekai's subsequent "be quiet" played a role, Sun Xiang didn't dare to toss about new tricks.Zhou Zekai bought a lot of cold fireworks, he burned one after another, and let it "sizzle" softly, emitting a faint light in the night.

They returned to the nearby steps from the railing and sat on the ground with the moonlight above their heads. The night wind came from the river, blowing out the sparkling ripples of the river, reflecting the reflection of the turbulent bridge and the tall buildings on the other side.

Colorful and radiant.

...wait, Ambilight?

Sun Xiang stood up as if he had discovered a new continent, and pointed to the bridge connecting the north and south of the city: "They even installed lights in the arches of the bridge! It even changes color!"

"That's right," an aunt heard not far away, turned around and said, "This is the city light show that the newspapers talk about every day. It's beautiful, right? You can take pictures as the background."

"I don't care..." Just as Sun Xiang finished speaking, he heard a click.

It turned out that Zhou Zekai picked up his phone and "candidly photographed" him.

"Damn it," Sun Xiang hurried to grab Zhou Zekai's phone, "The light is so poor that you can take a picture of a ghost."

Before Zhou Zekai said anything, the auntie smiled happily: "Don't be shy, kid. Your brother is so nice, there are not many brothers who take the initiative to help take pictures now."

The corner of Zhou Zekai's mouth twitched, and finally he couldn't hold back, and laughed too.

Sun Xiang stared: "Hey!"

It's just a "Hello".

For some reason, Sun Xiang suddenly remembered the time he went to the pharmacy with Zhou Zekai.After being called "Brother Zhou Zekai", he tried to refute the scene even though his ankle was pressed until he screamed. How disgusting and angry he was at that time, and now he wants to laugh so much, but he has to admit... this name is not General feeling, feeling mixed with a triumphant and secret excitement——

Thinking of this, Sun Xiang turned around and raised his eyebrows at an angle that his aunt couldn't see: "Brother can't kiss younger brother, do you understand?"

TBC