Why are the stars indifferent

Chapter 70

Zhan Le was still lying on the sofa when Cheng came out after cleaning the bathroom.

He was naked, lying on the sofa staring at the ceiling, not knowing what he was looking at.

Cheng Zai frowned, closed the door gently, went to sit next to Zhan Le, and reached out to touch his forehead: "What's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Zhan Le's voice was still a little hoarse, his eyes fell on Cheng Zai's face, and the fire that had just been extinguished seemed to be going up, "What's wrong?"

"Suddenly... like this," Cheng Zai smiled, "I thought someone drugged you."

Zhan Le thought about it, he was a little impulsive just now, as if he had been hungry for 800 years.

He smiled embarrassingly, arched his body upwards, rested his head on Cheng's lap, and then let out a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm just... I'm not that impulsive, it's because you're naked Come to open the door."

"Ah." Cheng Zai hooked the corner of his mouth.

"What are you, are you like that when anyone knocks on the door?" Zhan Le poked his stomach, "Let me tell you, there are so many bad guys now, can't you just put on some clothes and open the door?"

"No," Cheng Zai grabbed his hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "I heard your voice."

"So you did it on purpose." Zhan Le glared at him.

"No," Cheng Zai said, "I was halfway through the shower, and when I heard you knock on the door, I didn't bother to get dressed, so I opened the door. There is a purpose."

Zhan Le clicked his tongue.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Cheng was rubbing his hair. Zhan Le's hair was of good quality, thin and black. He nodded and said with a smile, "Did you really get drugged?"

"...No, I just watched some movies," Zhan Le turned over, put his arms around Cheng Zai's waist, and whispered, "It's just... the kind of two men."

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Zai looked down at him and asked softly.

"...Damn it, what do you think I'm doing? I read something about the Eighteen Prohibitions. Is it for study?" Zhan Le stared at him sideways, "Do you want me to make a study note for you?"

Cheng Zai smiled and patted him on the back.

"Then what... From the beginning, I just wanted to see how the two men did it," Zhan Le said with a little difficulty, and reluctantly said, "Then I found that I was interested in the... people in the video, Just, no, just, I fucking..."

"There's no impulse in that regard, is there?" Cheng Zai helped him complete the words.

"Yes, but not as much as when I watched movies of men and women...but when I saw you..." Zhan Le didn't finish speaking, pursed his lower lip, sat up and was about to go out, "I'd better go back Fuck it... what a messed up night."

Cheng Zai looked at him amusedly as he jumped off the sofa, went to the bedroom and pulled on a short sleeve while putting it on, saying: "I'm wearing this dress back, I'll bring it to you after washing it tomorrow... oh, I might not be tomorrow." I really want to see you, and I will come back when I get over this..."

"Zhan Le," Cheng Zai lay on the sofa, watching him change his shoes, "isn't it all right if you have feelings for me?"

Zhan Le froze and turned to look at him.

Cheng Zai was still lying on his stomach, looking at him with a smile: "Why do you have to be entangled in the movie?"

Zhan Le turned his head back again, staring at his shoes for a while.

Ever since we talked about that topic with Lin Xiangxiao in the afternoon, Zhan Le was in a mess, the source of the topic was scattered, and what he was thinking became inexplicable, like a mess of threads, and he couldn't find the end of the thread. to the end.

He stared at his shoes for a while, then suddenly raised his head, went back to the sofa and sat astride Cheng Zai, hooked his neck and asked him, "Do you want to fuck me?"

Cheng Zai didn't expect his topic to fly so far, and was momentarily stunned.

Zhan Le moved his lips twice, and then continued: "Lin Xiangxiao said you are 1."

Cheng Zaixian may have been with Zhan Le for a long time, his thoughts were assimilated, and he danced very fast, blurting out: "I have never fucked him."

"..." Zhan Le looked at Cheng Zai's face and was silent for a while, then suddenly parted his mouth and laughed, his face was buried on Cheng's shoulder and he couldn't stop laughing, his whole body trembled.

Cheng Zai also came back to his senses, and laughed with him for a long time before patting Zhan Le on the back: "I told you, I don't care."

"Oh fuck," Zhan Le said in a low voice without raising his head after laughing, "I don't care either."

"You cry every day to fuck me," Cheng Zai said, "It doesn't matter anymore?"

"When did I yell every day, fuck," Zhan Le wanted to get off him, but Cheng Zai hugged him tightly at the waist, unable to move, "Let me tell you, I also suddenly felt... as long as it's you, I don't care."

"Ah." Cheng Zai responded.

If this topic continues, the two of them will be entangled until dawn. Zhan Le sighed, and rubbed to the side again: "Can you relax, I want to sleep."

"You were talking about this with Lin Xiangxiao this afternoon?" Cheng Zai still didn't let go, "Just this, why didn't you tell me if I asked you?"

"...Yeah," Zhan Le said, "I...wasn't quite embarrassed at that time."

Now there is no embarrassment.

After masturbating twice, it was really different, the face was sublimated, or it might have fallen off directly, and was flushed into the sewer together with the water in the bathroom, rushing away into the distance.

Zhan Le scratched his face, waiting for Cheng Zai's next words, but Cheng Zai was silent for a long time, and it took him a long time to hear him sigh.

"Let me tell you, Zhan Le, if this kind of thing happens in the future...you can come to me to discuss anything." Cheng Zai hugged him so tightly that his waist was almost strangled, "You Everything is on the face, and I can see it at a glance."

"...En." Zhan Le responded, raised his hand to pinch the back of Cheng Zai's neck, and then patted the back of his head.

"I'll worry if you don't tell me how to ask you," Cheng Zai told him seriously, "I'll think wildly."

Zhan Le opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

The natural anxiety is hidden in the bottom of Cheng's heart, and he will stab himself with a knife at any time, and the slightest sign of anxiety will stab his heart.

A little helpless, but more distressed.

"Okay," Zhan Le nodded and said, "I'll tell you everything."

Cheng Zai took a deep breath, always feeling that the emotions of the day today are very strange.

From the joy of the farmhouse to the fear that Zhan Le was not right in the afternoon, no matter how much he asked Zhan Le, Zhan Le refused to say anything, and his eyes were still so dodge. He almost thought that Zhan Le was going to break up with him. This birthday party was Zhan Le gave him the last decency.

Didn't everyone say that, death row inmates have to have a good meal before leaving.

But fortunately... Zhan Le is only shy and entangled because of this kind of trivial matter, at least in his eyes, it is a trivial matter.

"Go to bed," Zhan Le said, "It's getting late."

Cheng Zai murmured as an answer, and he didn't let go of his hand. He just hugged Zhan Le and moved towards the bedroom step by step. He was so strong that he could even free one hand to open the door, and then he and Zhan Le walked together. fell on the bed.

Zhan Le quickly adjusted to a comfortable posture, and whispered, "By the way, my birthday is next month, and I will start school the day after my birthday."

"En." Cheng Zai responded to him, turned down the air conditioner by two degrees, and then pulled the blanket beside them to cover both of them.

"It's the third year of high school, and the head teacher said to hold a parent-teacher meeting or something," Zhan Le said, "Go and help me."

"Okay." Cheng Zaiying answered quickly, his voice was a little vague, he was really sleepy.

After he was relieved, he became sleepy very quickly, but Zhan Le was probably a little embarrassed, or excited when the entanglement passed, and kept talking endlessly.

"It's fine to say that you are my brother at that time, but now that my grades are better, it shouldn't be too embarrassing for you to go," Zhan Le whispered, "By the way, are you free that day? I forgot that you are very busy." It's over... If you don't have time, I can go by myself."

"Look at the shift schedule," Cheng Zai yawned, "I'll just change shifts with someone in advance."

"Oh," Zhan Le looked up at him, "Good night."

"Good night." Cheng Zai said.

Not long after he finished speaking, he fell asleep with one arm on Zhan Le's waist. He was in a deep sleep. Zhan Le didn't dare to move, for fear of waking Cheng Zai up. To the extent that it can scare him awake.

But Cheng Zai slept very soundly tonight.

Not long after, Zhan Le really couldn't lie down and wanted to change his position, so he tried his best to turn over silently, and just laying down, he was pulled back by Cheng Zai's arm.

Zhan Le thought she had woken him up, stared at Cheng Zai with wide eyes for a while, and found that he was still asleep.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling, and before he could think clearly, he felt drowsy, and he fell asleep after a while, and when he woke up, it was already dawn, and he was the only one left on the bed.

Zhan Le yawned, adjusted the quilt and got out of bed, and found Cheng Zai in the kitchen.

He didn't make a sound, just leaned against the kitchen door frame and stared at Cheng Zai's back.

The summer morning light was already a bit dazzling, falling on Cheng Zai's body as if it had coated him with a layer of light, and the few hairs on his head were clearly illuminated.He cooked two bowls of noodles and sprinkled some scallions on it. He caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned around, he saw Zhan Le standing at the door with his hair messed up in sleep.

"Morning," Cheng Zai raised the corners of his lips, "Go wash up."

"Good morning." Zhan Le also smiled, "I'll be going right away."