Inferior star

Wei Yu was holding the takeaway receipt that he was unwilling to throw away, on which Xu Mingzhao's current number was printed in black ink.

The busy tone on the phone made him very anxious. He kept digging at the corner of the receipt with his fingernails, picking out fine white paper foam, and his fingertips were very astringent.

He tried every 10 minutes, and finally got through the phone when it was close to seven o'clock. Xu Mingzhao's voice on the phone was slightly distorted, with polite alienation.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Wei Yu. Save my current number."

"Ha, it's Wei Yu. I'm going back soon, you wait for me." Xu Mingzhao chuckled, and his voice suddenly became high-pitched.

"Well, I'm waiting for you."

Xu Mingzhao sounded very happy.

At almost eight o'clock, there was the sound of the door opening, and Wei Yu was about to get up to greet him, but all the lights in the house were turned off, leaving only darkness in front of his eyes.

"Why is it suddenly dark? Trip? Or a power outage?"

He stood where he was, his eyes slowly getting used to the darkness, the vague outline of the sofa appeared in front of his eyes, footsteps were approaching, he wanted to open the curtains of the living room, but his hands were grabbed.

Xu Mingzhao's hand first grabbed his wrist, and then slowly slid towards his fingers.

"There is no power outage, and it is still very bright outside. I turned off the main switch."

"Why do you want to close it?"

"The hair is broken."

"I won't despise you." He squeezed Xu Mingzhao's hand, "It's good that you come back."

Xu Mingzhao dragged him to the room without any hesitation, as if he was familiar with the dark environment.He went through all the possibilities in his mind, how absurd they were, so absurd that he would laugh at his own whimsy, he was very nervous, so nervous that his palms began to sweat.

"Lift up, there are steps here."

Wei Yugao raised his legs and then put them down again. Because he was too high, he stepped on the air slightly, so he leaned over and leaned against Xu Mingzhao.

"Not that high." Xu Mingzhao whispered in his ear.

"You know very well."

"Falled."

I don't know how many nights Xu Mingzhao walked through the room where the lights were not turned on, Wei Yu couldn't help but clenched his hand a little bit, but Xu Mingzhao broke free from his grip.

"I'm mentally prepared to call you out again."

After speaking, Xu Mingzhao closed the door softly.

Wei Yu stood by the door, fumbled for the doorknob and put his hand on it.After about 5 minutes, there was light in the crack of the door.

Xu Mingzhao knocked on the door and said, "You can come out now, don't be ugly."

He opened the door and saw Xu Mingzhao.

Xu Mingzhao's hair was cut very short, which made his facial features more three-dimensional, but after the hair was cut short, the shadows under his eyes became more obvious, which made him feel distressed.He stared into Xu Mingzhao's eyes, and there was light reflected in his pupils.

"It's not ugly, it's very refreshing." The praise was very sincere.

Xu Mingzhao took his hand, led him to the coffee table, bowed his head and said, "I mean this."

Six-inch white cream cake, the cream on the surface is not evenly spread.

He couldn't speak, and Xu Mingzhao pushed him to sit cross-legged on the carpet, and Xu Mingzhao sat next to him.

"I've read your diary, and I know what happened in the past. Birthday, have you ever had it?"

He shook his head.

"Then, am I the first person to help you celebrate your birthday?"

He nodded.

"That day, we had a quarrel. Can you change your birthday? Or change it to today?"

"Okay, listen to you."

Xu Mingzhao said apologetically, "I wanted to order a cake that was the same as that year. I went to the cake shop to make an order temporarily, but the master had other orders in his hand, so he said it was too late. I went to many shops like this, In the end, I had no choice but to help the master to finish the work. Did you wait for a long time?"

He nodded.

"I heard from the cake shop that the coloring used now is healthier, but the color is not as bright as before. Cut it open and have a look."

Xu Mingzhao took out the plastic knife from the bag and handed it to him. He took it with trembling hands, and slanted the knife across the surface of the pure white cake.

He cut two pieces and put them on a plate, and said to Xu Mingzhao, "It's very beautiful. I mean the cake, and I mean you too."

Xu Mingzhao looked at him with burning eyes, and he couldn't help kissing Xu Mingzhao's lips lightly.

"Man kissing man, how do you feel?"

Wei Yu nervously poked the cream with a plastic fork, took a big bite of the cake and waited for Xu Mingzhao's answer.

"It's not 'man and man,' it's me and you, it's us."

"'We' kissed, do you feel..."

Before the words starting with e came out, Xu Mingzhao said the answer first: "Very good, I like it very much, it's very comfortable, and I still want it."

Wei Yu kissed her again, the kiss was far more passionate and intense than the first time.When he nibbled Xu Mingzhao's lower lip, Xu Mingzhao also responded to him.He tried his best to hold back his tears, and used kisses to let go of the ups and downs of his mood that day, but found that the person who cried was Xu Mingzhao.

He didn't try to guess how much 'cooperation', compromise or even fear was in the kiss and tears, he only knew that Xu Mingzhao didn't push him away.

Xu Mingzhao fell back with peace of mind, his head was supported by Wei Yu's hand, and his back was leaning on the sofa cushion.

Wei Yu's kiss has a wild tenderness.

He wrapped his arms around Wei Yu's neck very tightly, turned his head away, and remembered that there was still an important thing to say.

Wei Yu stopped.

"Wei Yu, happy birthday."

Then, it was his initiative to kiss.

The cream is sweet and so are the kisses.

No matter who Wei Yu spends his birthday with in the future, Wei Yu will always think of the day when they kissed for the first time, and think of him.

There were no tears in the eyes after all.

Selfishness makes people happy.

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