lake garden moon

Chapter 63

In the bedroom, Kang Zhier was lying on the bed, looking back and forth at the photos of himself and Elvis.

Irene was slumped on the sofa, eating the fruit sent by Aunt Kang's family.

"So, your parents really know about you and Elvis?"

Kang Zhier focused his eyes on the phone and nodded: "Yes."

"And then?" Eileen asked him.

"Then," Kang Zhier rested his chin and answered her slowly, "Elvis and my dad had a conversation with only them present."

Irene took a half bite of the pear, raised her head and looked at him: "What happened?"

Hearing this, Kang Zhier silently curled the corners of his mouth.

"The result is that Elvis doesn't need to stay in a hotel when he comes here in the future." He replied to Irene.

Irene was overwhelmed by the sense of happiness conveyed by Kang Zhier's words, and couldn't even eat pears.

Seeing that she had been here for a long time, Kang Zhier didn't even lift her eyelids, just stared at her mobile phone, then put down the fork, got up and walked towards him.

"What are you looking at, so engrossed?"

She came to the edge of the bed and sat down, Kang Zhier made room for her inside, then sat up and picked up the phone from the bed.

"I'm looking at the picture with Elvis."

"It's just so reluctant," Irene teased him, "I just sent people away this morning."

Kang Zhier didn't refute Irene's joke.With a sweet smile on his face, he moved closer and handed the phone to Irene: "Come on, let me show you our group photo."

"I have a separate album with Elvis."

Irene smacked her lips: "Sour."

Afterwards, she took the mobile phone from Kang Zhier, ready to enjoy it with great interest.

After flipping through a few pages, Irene yelled loudly, as if she was holding a hot potato, and threw the phone back into Kang Zhier's arms.

"Help, I can't take my eyes anymore!"

She buried her face in the quilt, blindfolded and shouted puzzledly: "Is it necessary to kiss every photo?"

Kang Zhier was cheerful, picked up the phone, looked at the group photo on the screen, and answered with a slightly sweet and shy face, "He likes it."

"Oh my God."

After a while, Irene slowly raised her face from the bed, as if her soul had returned to her senses.

She sat up straight, and while arranging the hair on her forehead, she muttered to herself: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really can't believe that Elvis would take this kind of photo."

Kang Zhier unconsciously fell into the vortex of admiring the photo with Elvis again, he hugged Irene's shoulder in a friendly manner, and raised his mobile phone in front of her.

"There are many more, you can take a look."

"I don't look, I don't look."

Erin closed her eyes and struggled into his arms.

"I don't look at the intimate photos of you two. I'm a single dog. Why do I hurt myself so much?"

"It's not that exaggerated."

Kang Zhier held her shoulders, not letting her go, and after swiping the screen a few times, he told her: "These two are okay, you trust me."

Erin opened her eyes immediately after hearing this.When the photo of the two of them came into view, she raised her hands to cover her eyes tightly, turned around and fell on the bed.

"Help."

"Kang Zhier, I really believed in your ghost!"

Elvis flew over to accompany Kangzhier the night before his departure.

In the evening, Elvis sat on the edge of the bed after taking a shower and did not speak.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Kang Zhier felt that something was abnormal, so he put down his book, crawled over on the bed, and hugged him from behind.

"What's wrong?" he asked Elvis.

"It's nothing."

Elvis' voice sounded like a cola whose ice cubes had melted, lost its bubbles, and was tasteless.

"I just thought that you will go back to school tomorrow," he replied to Kang Zhier, "I won't be able to stay with you like this for a long time, I want to get used to this feeling first."

"In this case," Kang Zhier hugged him and comforted him, "we should cherish tonight even more, right?"

Elvis thought for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Kang Zhier gently rubbed his face, then approached him and said, "Elvis, I have prepared a gift for you."

After speaking, he let go of Elvis, turned and crawled to the other side of the bed.

Elvis turned around after him, and asked a little strangely, "What gift?"

Kang Zhier opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the things he had prepared in advance from the drawer, then pushed the drawer in, turned around and crawled back towards Elvis.

When he came to Elvis, he sat up straight, clenching his fists with a smile, and said to Elvis, "Put your hand out."

Elvis immediately stretched out his hand and spread his palm in front of Kang Zhier.

Kang Zhier turned his fist upside down and moved it to his hand, followed by slowly releasing his fingers, and put a light and fluffy object into his palm.

After Kang Zhier withdrew his hand, the object he put down gradually appeared in Elvis' eyes little by little as Kang Zhier moved his fingers away.

Elvis' eyes, visible to the naked eye, enlarged silently.

That was Kang Zhier's latest ID photo.

In the photo, he has clean, clean hair and a faint but bright smile on his face.

Elvis silently raised Kang Zhier's ID photo in front of his eyes, touched the reduced version of Kang Zhier on it, and wanted to take a closer look.

Sitting in front of Elvis, Kang Zhier saw him seriously looking at his own photo, and asked him, "Do you like it?"

Elvis slowly raised his face, a smile appeared on his face little by little, watching him and nodding slowly.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head to look at the photo in his hand, held it against his cheek, and said fondly, "It's so beautiful."

Afterwards, they lay down to rest.

After Elvis turned off the desk lamp, the world before Kang Zhier's eyes darkened.

In the dim vision, he tucked the quilt in his hands and blinked quietly twice.

Then, he slowly turned sideways, approaching Elvis in the dim light, and found Elvis' lips.

Elvis' breath was warm and his lips were slightly cool.

Elvis bit his lips slowly, and their noses touched lightly.

"Elvis," Kang Zhier hugged him in the dark night and said softly in front of him, "I want to do what I did that night."

Elvis didn't answer, the eyes that had been opened closed again.

Compared with Kang Zhier's shy kiss, Elvis' kiss is full of love, gentle and flexible, with a hint of lust.He would wrap his arms around Kang Zhier and raise his neck slightly, so that Kang Zhier's lips would open slightly unconsciously, so that he could slowly guide Kang Zhier to loosen his teeth.

In the summer night when people heard about each other, a thin layer of sweat formed on the surface of Kang Zhier's skin.

He pressed his back against Elvis' chest and grabbed his arm hard.

Elvis didn't say a word, just put his ear to his ear, listening to his intermittent breathing.

It wasn't until Kang Zhier's last moment that the taciturn Elvis pressed his lips against his ear, and said to him in a low voice: "Next time we are together, I will have further development."

Kang Zhier's thoughts were light, leaning in his arms, thinking a little absentmindedly: Next time, when is the next time?

the next day.

Kang Zhier booked an evening flight.

Chen Nanxi asked her aunt to start preparing early.After dinner, they sent Kang Zhier to the airport together.

On the way to the airport, the central part of the country, which had been raining continuously, suddenly cleared up.The sun appeared in the clouds after the rain. Looking out from the highway, it was an open and long twilight.

At the airport, Kang Zhier checked in his luggage and said goodbye to Kang Zhongrong and Chen Nanxi before going through the security check.

"Message us after boarding and landing."

"When you get there, take care of yourself and don't get sick."

The husband and wife hugged their son together and separated after talking a lot about themselves.

After saying goodbye to his parents, Kang Zhier walked up to Elvis.

Elvis' eyes were eager and calm at the same time, he took the wallet out of his pocket, opened it in front of Kang Zhier, pointed to the photo in the wallet, and told Kang Zhier: "I put it in Come in."

Kang Zhier looked at the traces about himself in Elvis' wallet, and the emotions that had been sorted out rippled again.He reluctantly stretched out his arms to hug Elvis.

Elvis took him into his arms, wrapping him tightly with his chest and arms full of security.

Kang Zhier clings to him clingingly, with an inaudible sound coming from his throat.

"I dont want you to go."

"I can't bear you either." Elvis answered him with a suppressed voice.

Kang Zhier fell into the melancholy of parting with Elvis.They hugged in the warmest way, and Elvis' warm body temperature was imprinted on his skin, making him unable to breathe regularly and calmly.

Then, he pulled out from Elvis' arms, raised his head and exhaled softly into Elvis' face.

Elvis closed his eyes and lowered his face, he heard Kang Zhier muttering something in a low voice after blowing into his face.

"What are you doing?" He asked Kang Zhier.

Kang Zhier answered him without hesitation: "I'm casting a spell on you."

"Curse?" Elvis raised his eyebrows, "What curse?"

Kang Zhier opened a pair of pure and sad eyes, looked at him with pouted lips, and then replied, "Little Zhi, think about it."

When hearing the name of the spell, Elvis' first reaction was to be taken aback.Soon, he came back to his senses, the corners of his lips curled up calmly and tenderly, he stroked Kang Zhier's cheek and asked him, "Has the spell worked?"

"It's already in effect."

"After I'm gone, if you don't miss me," Kang Zhier told him, "or if you change your mind and cheat, I can sense it right away, and then I won't talk to you anymore."

Hearing this, Elvis smiled gently at Kang Zhier.

He took Kang Zhier's hands, kissed the back of his hand, looked at Kang Zhier and promised: "Never."

Then, they hugged again.

When it was time to leave, Kang Zhier walked towards the entrance of the security check.

Elvis stood in the airport, quietly watching the queue of passengers going through the security check, until Kang Zhier's back disappeared from his vision.

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