The exhaustion after the emotional tide faded made Xia Xiqing powerless, he sat on the toilet without doing anything, and let Zhou Ziheng wash him clean from head to toe with the shower head. After helping him wash, Zhou Ziheng washed himself hastily. The bubbles of the shower gel splashed on Xia Xiqingâs arms from time to time, and he pressed them away with his index finger, and then raised his head to continue admiring.
Intimacy to this degree is like a real couple living in a small corner of the city and living an ordinary life.
Just a lot like it. Xia Xiqing brushed his wet hair and pulled it back.
âWhat are you thinking about?â Zhou Ziheng didnât wipe himself, but walked over to touch Xia Xiqingâs face with his bare feet on the wet tiled floor.
Xia Xiqing opened his mouth to bite Zhou Zihengâs thumb, and raised his eyes to meet him.
âI just think weâre being ridiculous.â
âItâs ridiculous.â Zhou Ziheng rubbed the tips of his teeth with his own fingers, âI was pure before.â
Xia Xiqing sneered disdainfully, âPeople who fool around with me are not qualified to say the word âpurity.â His slightly upturned face was full of afterimages of desire, âWho would have thought that the first use of this studio would be this? Not for porn.â
Zhou Ziheng pulled his thumb out slightly, rubbing Xia Xiqingâs soft lower lip lightly, and he laughed, looking a little too handsome in Xia Xiqingâs eyes.
âIf itâs with you, I donât mind making a movie.â His deep eyebrows and eyes always have a little childishness at a certain moment, âThe completeness of an actorâs career lies in the expansion of scale.â
Xia Xiqing patted his hand away, rolled his eyes, âCome here less.â He leaned his neck on the water tank, âItâs so stuffy here.â
Hearing this, Zhou Ziheng got up immediately, âIâll go out for a while.â He walked to the sofa in the living room with his soaked shoes, took out his change of underwear from his bag and put them on, as well as the white cotton shorts that he always used as pajamas. He was about to put on sleeves and dark blue sports shorts, but after hesitating for a while, he put them on the sofa and ran to the bedroom to open the closet. There were not many clothes in it. Zhou Ziheng felt a little sorry and felt that he should not touch other peopleâs clothes casually.
So tangled in every possible way, he finally went to the living room, quickly changed into his pajamas, put on a mask, and went downstairs in his soaked sneakers.
Xia Xiqing heard him running back and forth in the bathroom, and didnât know what he was doing. After ten minutes, the half-hidden door of the bathroom opened, and Zhou Ziheng walked in with a pair of dark blue rubber slippers. Still holding clothes, slippers and new towels.
âYou went downstairs?â
âWell, I went shopping for something.â He put the clothes on the washing machine, turned on the faucet to wash the new towels several times, then wrung them vigorously, took Xia Xiqingâs hand and wiped the water on his body carefully. Seeing Zhou Ziheng like this, Xia Xiqingâs heart felt hot.
He wanted to say, you donât have to do this. He said such words too many times, each time without any obstacles, and very effective, but for some reason, seeing Zhou Zihengâs face, he couldnât say these words. But he still felt in his heart that Zhou Ziheng didnât need to do this for someone like himself.
âOkay, raise your hands.â Zhou Ziheng put on the white T-shirt that he always used as pajamas as if he was taking care of a child. It was also the clothes he changed after he went upstairs after shopping. I bought a black short-sleeved shirt that I just bought downstairs for 30 yuan.
After dressing Xia Xiqing, Zhou Ziheng took out a pair of dark blue slippers of the same style as his feet from the plastic bag, held his fair ankles, and put them on one by one.
In fact, he really wanted to kiss his ankle, but now Xia Xiqing might be angry, so Zhou Ziheng temporarily gave up this idea.
âHave you slowed down yet?â Zhou Ziheng took his hand and pulled him up, he gave Xia Xiqingâs waist weakly with his hands, but Xia Xiqing took him away, âIâm very strong.â He was wearing that The slippers that fit her feet walked out of the bathroom. The chemical reaction between sweat and air finally ended at this moment. Xia Xiqing took a towel and wiped her hair, feeling refreshed all over. It was completely dark, the lights in the living room were not too bright, and the dark yellow color was cast down, filling this small space.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhou Ziheng in a black T-shirt stretching out his hands to pinch the back collar of his clothes, and turned his head as if wanting to see something. Xia Xiqing walked over, âWhatâs wrong?â
âThe collar tag makes my neck itchy.â
âSit on the sofa.â Xia Xiqing searched around and found a pair of old scissors on the second floor of the TV cabinet, so he went to pick them up, and the rubber skin on the handle was so old that it was glued. Turning around, Zhou Ziheng was sitting on the sofa waiting, his unstyled hair was dry and fluffy.
âWhere did you buy the low-quality clothes? It must be the night market downstairs.â Xia Xiqing walked over, and Zhou Ziheng patted him on his thigh, smiling with a row of white teeth, âYeah, why are you so smart?â .â
A big star, really doesnât care. Seeing this smile, Xia Xiqing couldnât refuse it, and sat on his lap with his legs apart, leaving his neck with both hands to cut his collar.
âDonât move, donât blame me if you cut the meat.â
Zhou Ziheng was very satisfied. He put his arms loosely around Xia Xiqingâs waist, and buried his head obediently in the hollow of his shoulder. This time, there was no smell of perfume on his body, only the scent of mint left by the shower gel, mixed with a little love that hadnât dissipated. tide breath.
When desire comes, it is turbulent like a tsunami, making people dizzy, but in fact, for Zhou Ziheng, being with Xia Xiqing, the ups and downs and aftermath when the tide goes out is also very beautiful.
Carefully cutting off the last bit, Xia Xiqing tore off the poor-quality collar label with his hands. Although he was very careful, he still left some small holes on his short sleeves. cheap clothes.
Zhou Ziheng was still unwilling to raise his head, âHold me for a while.â
âNo.â Zhou Ziheng hugged him tightly, raised his head, his eyes were full of nostalgia from bottom to top, âKiss.â
Xia Xiqing didnât move, Zhou Ziheng asked again, he finally relented, and put a kiss on Zhou Zihengâs lips, âIs it alright?â
âNo.â Zhou Ziheng kissed, and the kiss deepened. Xia Xiqing held the scissors in his hand, and threatened in the gap between the entangled kisses, âBelieve it or not, I will use this stab to come in.â
âI donât believe it.â Zhou Ziheng kissed his side neck, grabbed his hand holding the scissors, and pulled it to his chest, âYou stab.â
Xia Xiqing has won the hearts of too many people. Each of them has promised him beautiful oaths and shown him the intensity of their emotions. These are all similar to him. To be honest, there are no emotional fluctuations, because he knows it very well. , if they really knew what a bad person they were, no one would love him.
But Zhou Zihengâs heart is completely different. His feelings are blue magma, which looks like a calm ocean. When the tide submerges, he realizes that he has already been engulfed and melted by the hot magma.
Throwing away the scissors in his hand, Xia Xiqing hugged the back of Zhou Zihengâs head and kissed him deeply.
When did I learn the passive and slack tactics of taking one step at a time?
The delicate balance between them is a bubble, as long as Zhou Ziheng doesnât burst.
Xia Xiqing occasionally thought darkly, maybe he was too narcissistic, maybe Zhou Ziheng was just playing around, imitating love with his superb natural acting skills.
The wet tongues overlapped, and the summer wind came in through the gaps in the old window lattice, covering their eyebrows and eyes. This kind of tender kiss rarely happens to Xia Xiqing. He always invades others with an attitude of longing, but he never thought that one day he would become the one who asks for anything.
When it was hard to part with each other, Zhou Zihengâs stomach suddenly let out a growl, breaking the entanglement that was as sweet as honey.
âIâm really hungry this time.â Xia Xiqing got off him with a smile, glanced at the pendulum hanging on the wall, âGo, Iâll take you to eat.â
The moisture still hasnât evaporated, but most of the heat has dissipated with the disappearance of the sun, and the night wind blows warm on people. Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing went downstairs side by side. The previously chaotic community was illuminated by thousands of lights. The wide curb was occupied by stalls of all sizes, selling clothes, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the street. , all kinds of strange small shops are densely crowded on a long street, separated from each other by ropes with strings of small light bulbs, and share each otherâs light.
âYou havenât been to the night market, have you?â Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to lower the brim of Zhou Zihengâs hat, and Zhou Ziheng pushed his glasses frame, âNo, there is not even a small dirty stall in Beijing now.â
âThatâs right. Improve the appearance of the city.â Xia Xiqing dragged him to the sidewalk. This is not the main action area of the night market, so people wonât be close to others. He pulled off his mask and reminded Zhou Ziheng, âBe careful with your mobile phone. Three of my mobile phones were stolen in the night market before.â
Zhou Ziheng smiled, and put his hand on Xia Xiqingâs body naturally.
âYou are not afraid of being photographed.â
âLetâs shoot.â Zhou Ziheng hugged him even tighter, âIsnât it very down-to-earth for celebrities to go to the night market?â As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing felt the hand on his shoulder go away. When he turned his head, he saw Zhou Zihengâs swift movements The grey-haired mother-in-law who was holding the push rod of the small cart, thanked him again and again, âItâs lucky to have you, otherwise I would have been in vain all night. Itâs gone.â
Zhou Ziheng didnât quite understand, so he could only smile and help her push to a fixed booth, and communicate with his mother-in-law in Mandarin with difficulty. He was too tall, so he could only keep his back arched and his head lowered in front of her mother-in-law.
âBe careful, this foot is not very stable.â Zhou Ziheng squatted down, took out a tissue from his trouser pocket, folded it a few times, and placed it on the lower wooden foot, âOkay.â He grabbed He shook the wooden legs of the cart, âIt wonât wobble now.â When he looked up, he happened to meet Xia Xiqing who was not far away, and smiled at him.
Xia Xiqing felt like he was hallucinating.
It felt like a pair of glowing wings had grown from Zhou Zihengâs back.
Such a good person, why should he hang out with himself.
He also walked over, glanced at the large stainless steel insulated bucket on the cart and the cut fruits on top, and said to his mother-in-law in Wuhan dialect, âGrandma, I want a cup of mung bean smoothie and a bunch of water chestnuts. â
After taking the smoothie and water chestnut skewers, Xia Xiqing left the booth and continued walking forward, Zhou Ziheng followed behind, âI want to eat too.â
âI want to eat whatâs in your hand.â
Xia Xiqing turned around abruptly, Zhou Ziheng didnât stop and almost ran into him head-on, and quickly took a step back. The water chestnut in Xia Xiqingâs hand was strung with five cleanly shaved water chestnuts, each of which was white, tender and round. Duh, he stuffed the cold mung bean smoothie into Zhou Zihengâs hand, âDonât drink it yet.â He took off a small water chestnut with his hand and was about to hand it to him, âEat it, you probably wonât treat this as a fruit there eat.â
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng lowered his head directly, bit the water chestnut in Xia Xiqingâs hand, raised his head and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, it was crisp, tender and fragrant, and the juice was sweet.
âDelicious!â The eyes under those black-rimmed glasses lit up a little, âI want more.â
Xia Xiqing also laughed, took the mung bean paste from his hand and turned around mercilessly, âGo and buy it yourself.â
âDonât, give me another one. This one is delicious.â
âThatâs the horseshoe.â
âReally? Our horseshoes are used to make dumplings and make meatballs. They are not eaten raw, and our ones are not tender at all.â Zhou Ziheng put his arm around Xia Xiqingâs shoulders, âYour place is better, all fruits are peeled by grandma. Well, take it out and sell it, itâs cheaper.â
No matter when, it is a pleasant thing to be praised for your hometown.
The middle section of the night market is a row of food stalls, and every familyâs business is booming. Xia Xiqing led Zhou Ziheng to find a remote place to sit down, and ordered four large plates of barbecue, all of which were skewered with iron skewers. It is sizzling and oily, and sprinkled with a lot of cumin peppers and green onions, it is terribly fragrant. He went to the stall next to him and bought a small bowl of lo mei and two cages of tomato-flavored soup dumplings, filling the small and low table to the brim.
Zhou Ziheng picked up a bunch of roasted crispy bones and put them in his mouth. He never ate chili, but now he was stunned by the hotness. He grabbed the mung bean smoothie Xia Xiqing had in his hand and took a deep breath.
âItâs so spicy!â He opened his mouth and inhaled like a big golden retriever, laughing so hard that Xia Xiqing almost choked, âI ordered slightly spicy.â
âDonât eat such spicy food, just nowâŠâ
Xia Xiqing hit his knee hard with his knee, âShut up, and if you mention it again, I will leave you here alone.â
Zhou Ziheng grinned, grabbed Xia Xiqingâs hand and rubbed it, as if to flatter him, Xia Xiqing pulled out his hand again, and put a braised kelp knot on Zhou Ziheng, âThis is delicious, I like this the most.â
Hearing what Xia Xiqing said, Zhou Ziheng stuffed the kelp knot into his mouth without even thinking about it. The kelp that had been simmered in the stewed soup for several hours was already soft and sticky, salty and delicious, âWell⊠this is delicious. âBut the next second, the spicy stamina hidden in the stewed soup surfaced again, and Zhou Ziheng stuck out his tongue, âThis one is also spicy.â
âTsk tsk tsk.â Xia Xiqing shook his head and ate a bunch of roasted green peppers, âMost of our food here is spicy.â
In the end, Zhou Ziheng ate two baskets of soup dumplings by himself, and became addicted to eating them. He ran to order two more baskets by himself. After a while, an uncle came over with two baskets of soup dumplings for them to put down, âHandsome, your soup dumplings At this time, Xia Xi had finished eating early in the morning and put on the mask again. The uncle glanced at his tied-up hair, then at his eyebrows, and joked to Zhou Ziheng, âYou are very lucky, handsome man. One of my friends is pretty pretty.â
The boss spoke Mandarin with a strong dialect, Zhou Ziheng listened roughly, thought he was praising Xia Xiqing for his good looks, so he laughed, and was about to answer him, but Xia Xiqing suddenly pulled off his mask, looked up at the boss and said solemnly ,âI am male.â
âAh?â The boss took a closer look, and he was really a man. He immediately smiled apologetically, âOh, I made a mistake, Iâm sorry. Just now my wife told me that there is a man who is quite tall. The pretty beauty bought two baskets of tomato soup dumplings, I thought it was you.â
Xia Xiqing said with a half-hearted smile that it was all right, and the boss left after a few words of laughter.
âDid he mean you are beautiful?â Zhou Ziheng kept asking, he was just curious, why did Xia Xiqing explain that he was a boy after the boss said that? He recalled what the boss had said before.
âWhatâs a playful friend?â
Xia Xiqing, who had just bitten a small hole in the soup dumpling, was scalded by the hot soup, and the soup, which could no longer be covered by the thin skin, flowed away in the small plate, like a secret that couldnât be hidden.
The tables were close together, and the half-drunk middle-aged man at the next table suddenly laughed, and one of them touched Zhou Zihengâs back with the back of his hand holding the beer can, âYou are from the north, right? Playing in Wuhan?â
Zhou Ziheng subconsciously pushed the frame, but the other party didnât seem to recognize him, âYes.â
The other party laughed a few times, and gave him a science introduction in non-standard Mandarin, âPlaying with friends is falling in love, you understand?â
So, does the boss regard Xia Xiqing as his girlfriend?
The tip of his tongue was so hot that Xia Xiqing couldnât lift his head when he heard the conversation between Zhou Ziheng and the big brother. He just turned his face and sucked the mung bean paste that had bottomed out. It seemed as if the hot palm was cooling down.
After supper, the two of them walked side by side through a side road, and gradually moved away from the noisy night market. The Huaâanli community was surrounded by railways, and the roar of trains whistling past could be heard in their ears, and their hearts vibrated together.
Zhou Ziheng was still thinking about what the elder brother said just now, and always felt that Xia Xiqing was so in line with the nature of this city, that even falling in love was described as playing with friends, unrestrained, with a youthful air of ruffianism. .
Zhou Ziheng, who was walking behind, spoke in a low voice. Xia Xiqing didnât look back. He threw the plastic cup of mung bean paste in his hand into the trash can in the distance like a shot, scoring a perfect score.
âShould we count as playing nowâŠâ
The sound of the train overwhelmingly overwhelmed Xia Yeâs sound like a monster, including Zhou Zihengâs last two words.
The roar gradually faded away, and everything returned to tranquility. Xia Xiqing turned around, half clenched his fists.
âwhat did you just say?â
Xia Xiqing is such a smart person. Zhou Ziheng stared at the flawless face under the moonlight, and was silent for two seconds.
His disguise warned his eager heart.
The author has something to say: Chu Chu: The whole world thinks you are playing with friends.