rain is not far

Chapter 13

Although it was the weekend, it was already past lunch time, and there were no customers in the restaurant.The proprietress and the man were both taking a nap, but they were also attracted by this information-packed phone call.

After all, the proprietress was well-informed and calmly broke the silence: "Do you want a big bottle or a small bottle for Erguotou?"

Before the two of them spoke, the proprietress had already made a decision for them: "I see that you two have almost eaten, you still came here by bike, don't drink."

Qi Shiyu's expression was a little pale. The proprietress took a cold glass cup and poured them a cup of sour plum soup made by herself. Her tone remained unchanged: "It's iced, drink it and calm down. There is Guanyin on this mountain, so who is it at the bottom of the mountain?" All are. In the eyes of a Bodhisattva, all living beings are the same."

Qi Shiyu looked down at her hands, the skin was rough, and there were calluses between her fingers from being used to manual labor.These hands are completely different from his mother's white and tender hands, but the words he said are many times more reasonable than Wu Yurong's words.The proprietress didn't talk much, she went back behind the counter to look at her phone after pouring the sour plum soup.

"Sorry, I was a little excited just now." Qi Shiyu took a sip of sour plum soup, "My voice...is too loud."

For a moment, Zhong Yuan didn't know why he was apologizing to himself, until he noticed that Qi Shiyu was deliberately dodging the eyes of a few guys looking at him, and he suddenly remembered that earlier, he also had a similar expression, preventing himself from talking He Jiale took off the helmet in front of Grandma He.

There's something different about that insolent boy who said "who the hell doesn't like a guy".

That year, Zhong Yuan failed to find him in University A, and it took more than ten years since he left.What has he experienced that made that once wanton and high-spirited boy start to care so much about other people's eyes, let him stay in a corner like this, guarding a hot pot restaurant, not living like a 30-year-old man in the heyday of his life?

Zhong Yuan wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask.

He hoped that Qi Shiyu would remember him, but was also afraid that Qi Shiyu would remember him.So in the end, he turned all kinds of thoughts and questions into a gentle smile: "It's not convenient to spend the night in the suburbs, so go to my house at night."

He promised that he didn't have any reverie when he said this, but he just felt that it was not suitable for Qi Shiyu to go back to the store to meet his mother today.But when the words came out, I couldn't help but think of something else.He quietly looked at Qi Shiyu, his eyebrows slightly lowered, he just stared at the sour plum soup in front of him in a daze, and did not give a reply.

The originally fragrant stove fish has cooled down, and a layer of oil that looks extremely sticky has floated up, which makes people feel stagnant.

Such clogging is annoying.Until they rode back on the bike again and rested at the gas station they passed by when they came back, Qi Shiyu reached out and opened the visor on Zhong Yuan's helmet, looking straight into his eyes: "Mr. Zhong, where is your home?"

From Zhong Yuan's point of view, even desires are full of contradictions.Everything seems to be a reality that goes with its own flow, but it seems that time and space are folded. The person in front of him is obviously not very different from his youthful appearance, but he has a completely different heart.

Zhong Yuan's apartment is not too far from Baihua Lane, it is located in a newly built high-end residential area.A two-bedroom apartment that is not too big, there is no partition between the living room and the dining room, and the open kitchen makes the space appear spacious.A game console was placed in front of a large-screen TV, a soft plush carpet was spread in front of the sofa, and a pillow that looked very comfortable was placed on it, as well as a package of unopened honey butter potato chips.

But none of this fell into Qi Shiyu's eyes.Zhong Yuan bent down behind him to take slippers from the shoe cabinet for him, and just as he stood up, Qi Shiyu pressed him on the door that had just been closed behind him.His kiss slammed into him viciously with a sense of venting, hitting Zhong Yuan's lips a little numb, his waist was still on the doorknob, the metal was a little cold, and the thin T-shirt was icy on his waist. skin.The sense of touch makes the boundary between dreams and reality clear. Qi Shiyu's cold fingertips slipped into the hem of his T-shirt, but his fiercely grinding lips on it were completely different and fiery.

This kiss was very long, even longer than the summer when they first met.

Qi Shiyu's stature was slightly lower than Zhong Yuan's by a few centimeters, and his calf was a little sore when he stood on tiptoe when kissing.The tip of his tongue lightly hooked the corner of Zhong Yuan's lips, ending the kiss.

But they were still very close, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet while breathing, and even their crazy beating hearts could be heard.

Zhong Yuan hooked Qi Shiyu's slightly curly hair with his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want to do it?"

Qi Shiyu remembered the phrase "Let's go" he said in his ear in the bar.He couldn't help sighing in his heart that human beings have excellent language ability and emotional expression ability. It only takes two words to make people lose their minds.

So he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Could it be that Mr. Zhong invited me home for another home visit?"

Zhong Yuan remained silent, ignoring his flirting words.

Qi Shiyu leaned forward to kiss him again, the kiss was extremely gentle, his lips touched lightly, and the tip of his tongue tentatively grazed the gap between his teeth, this kind of kissing method that was hesitant to talk turned out to be more exciting than the passionate kiss just now heartbeat.Zhong Yuan was kissed by him, his eyes were as dark as ink, as if he wanted to see through the person in front of him.He finally spoke, with a very soft voice: "Today...you come."

Hearing what he said, Qi Shiyu smiled noncommittally, then kissed him, reached out to unbutton his overalls, and then squatted down before Zhong Yuan could react.

This time the bite was too deep, Zhong Yuan could only feel his soul trembling.The face of the person under him turned a little red due to lack of oxygen, and Qi Shiyu's eyes were clouded by the stimulation from the throat.But his eyes kept looking at Zhong Yuan's face from below, as if he wanted to confirm whether he had brought pleasure to this person.

Zhong Yuan couldn't bear this look anymore, he pulled him up, and then pressed him on the sofa in the living room and kissed him hard.Qi Shiyu's voice was so hoarse that he no longer resembled him, his eyes drifted, and he murmured: "Zhong Yuan, come and fuck me."

"I'll go to the bathroom to get a condom and lube." Zhong Yuan was about to get up, but Qi Shiyu grabbed the collar of his T-shirt and dragged him down again.Qi Shiyu raised his hand and caressed his cheek, as if hypnotic, and said slowly and word by word:

"I just had a physical examination last month, and it's fine."

"Please push harder, it hurts me."