【Zhou Xiang】Gravity

1.

"How much have you heard?" Zhou Zekai asked.

"From..." The person who was full of momentum a second ago immediately blushed, and couldn't say "fly away with pain" even if he was killed, "It started when I comforted someone!!"

Zhou Zekai nodded knowingly: "Oh."

"Oh your sister," Sun Xiang turned on the light, didn't want to waste any more time with him, sat down by the bed, pointed to the stool in front of the bed, "Hurry up, tell me honestly."

Zhou Zekai walked over and sat down: "Those are the truth."

"It's just that you didn't tell the complete truth, right?" Sun Xiang shouldn't understand Zhou Zekai too well, he knew he had guessed the truth just by looking at the other person's reaction, "Okay, everyone said that I will give you the last chance, and if you dare to hide it, believe it or not I beat you?"

Zhou Zekai couldn't help laughing: "No. The full version... I planned to just tell you."

2.

Objectively speaking, Zhou Zekai's current attending physician has been of great help in discovering the truth.

At that time, he was explaining the preoperative instructions to Zhou Zekai. For some reason, he suddenly felt emotional: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, as a doctor, I wouldn't believe that there are people in the world who are rejected because of general smell."

"Unscientific?"

"No. Let's put it this way, in theory, any two pheromones may be repelled. But in clinical data, like oranges, apples, and milk, the tastes that are frequently exposed to in daily life, the rejection they cause The probability of reaction is minimal, so small that, well, it is less likely than gravity. And..."

"and?"

"And not only are they the most difficult to repel other pheromones, they are also the most difficult to accept other pheromones."

"Doctor Li," Zhou Zekai's eyes moved, "Under what circumstances will general knowledge pheromones accept other pheromones?"

"Oh, this is complicated. I can only cite one most likely situation - two-way high attraction."

"Highly attractive?"

"Yes, in general, in our medicine, a pheromone fit greater than 50% is called highly attractive."

At this point, the doctor realized that he seemed to have strayed from the topic, and quickly turned back to the operation.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

After the operation, Zhou Zekai found another private medical institution and asked the other party to test the two-way matching degree between the adaptogen and Zhou Zekai's own pheromone.Although this test is legal, it has no special medical significance.Usually, only those parents who are on a blind date love to do it.

A minor suddenly appeared among the uncles and aunts, and the receptionist was very surprised.But as long as they have money, they are naturally willing to cooperate.

Sun Xiang knew that Zhou Zekai's surgical adaptants were prepared according to his own blood samples.A certain absurd thought in his heart swelled up like a balloon, so that as soon as Zhou Zekai finished speaking, he couldn't wait to ask: "And then? How about the result?"

"Wait a minute." Zhou Zekai leaned over, turned on the phone in his hand again, quickly swiped the screen a few times, and called up another file, "Look."

Sun Xiang followed his movements and lowered his head, then widened his eyes, "This, is this true?"

3.

Sun Xiang hastily held the phone up in front of his eyes, as if he wanted to read every word clearly with a magnifying glass.

Half a minute later, Sun Xiang took a deep breath and looked up at Zhou Zekai.There was ecstasy in his eyes, but at the same time there was a lot of hesitation—it's always easy for people to be in the face of huge and sudden good news.What's more, it's hard for me to digest and accept a diametrically opposite bad news.

"This report says we..." His voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Matching rate is 99.9%." Zhou Zekai completed the words for him, "You have already seen it."

Sun Xiang was stunned.He knew what these words meant, so he felt as if he was in a dream.

"Be more precise." Zhou Zekai smiled, "You are my universal gravitation."

4.

The phone fell to the ground.Sun Xiang stood up, took a quick step forward, staggered towards Zhou Zekai, and grabbed Zhou Zekai's arm forcefully.

"Say it again." He looked at Zhou Zekai.

"You are my universal gravitational force." Zhou Zekai looked at him.

Sun Xiang stopped talking.At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Obviously it was the exact same sentence, Zhou Zekai had said it before, and said it more than once, but no matter which time it was, it had the biggest impact on him like this time.

It's gravitation, in another sense, another, more general sense, of gravity.

The superficial logic of the brain gives the above expression very clearly.But that's just the beginning.

His breathing was quickening.All kinds of pictures rushed into my mind.

He thought of the half-summer vacation after the training camp, the mixed emotions he felt when he was lying on the bed and looking at the scars in front of the light, the struggle when he first realized that he liked Zhou Zekai, and the sudden flash of inspiration. Self-hypnosis, thinking of the restraint of the two when they were in close contact after dating, thinking of the self who was obviously unwilling and disappointed, but in order to take Zhou Zekai's mood into consideration, he insisted on pretending to be chic to comfort the other party.These images flashed by like a carousel, and finally stopped in that winter afternoon, rushing into the operating room, grabbing Zhou Zekai's hand covered in cold sweat.

——Why him, why Zhou Zekai?What did they do wrong, is it that difficult to have a good relationship and a kiss?

If fate was alone, maybe Sun Xiang would have already rushed up and grabbed the opponent's shoulder and shook wildly, insisting that the opponent give him an answer.

Thinking of this, Sun Xiang raised his head, sucked his nose hard, and wiped his eyes fiercely.

Even so, hateful tears still rushed out of his red eyes.

"Don't look, I'm not crying." He ordered hoarsely.

"Hmm. No." Zhou Zekai hugged his shoulders, turned his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and licked away the salty tear that happened to slip by.

"It's not that I'm not crying, but I'm laughing! I'm very happy!" Sun Xiang blushed, and insisted, "Anyway, what I say is what I say, you can't see it!"

Zhou Zekai no longer expressed any opinions.He closed his eyes, gently stroked Sun Xiang's brow bone with his thumb, held the face of some face-conscious guy, and accurately blocked the trembling stubborn lips.

Silent tenderness enveloped Sun Xiang like water.Another more turbulent emotion surged up. In order to suppress the urge to cry, Sun Xiang's throat was tight and painful.

But Zhou Zekai's kiss landed on his Adam's apple, making his breathing tremble.

He tightly clasped the other person's hair roots, bit his lower lip, and the hot tears finally rolled down unstoppably again.

It turned out that Zhou Zekai knew all about it.

They share fear, timidity and worry, as well as joy, affection and heartbeat.

This cognition was like a whizzing train crashing into his chest, smashing into fragments the deepest, darkest and most unspeakable negative emotions that had accumulated in his heart, which he thought would never see the light of day.

He tilted his head slightly, as if he even breathed with an unprecedented ease.

Of course there are still many questions.For example, why did Zhou Zekai remember it again? For example, since Zhou Zekai also has a universal gravitational attraction for him, why does he strongly repel him physically...

But these things can be put a little later compared to that paper test report.

"Brother Xiang," as if infected by his emotions, Zhou Zekai kissed his lips again, and said with a low smile, "If you are happy, please answer me seriously."

TBC