Sweet, Although Short

Zhou Yunchen went to the convenience store and bought a few bottles of mineral water and a bottle of Erguotou. Fifty-two degrees, the red star is strong enough.

When he returned, Zhuang Ze was still standing by the door, with his head down, lips pursed, and a bit timid, but Zhou Yunchen knew that as soon as he looked up, his eyes would be the most dazzling sun, with stubborn stubborn And attachment.

Zhou Yunchen looked away and gave him water.

Zhuang Ze took the water and saw Erguotou in a convenient bag.

He looked up at Zhou Yunchen, who unscrewed the bottle cap and drank directly into his mouth.

Zhuang Ze moved his lips and finally advised: "She ... definitely likes you, forgive her, you ..."

Zhou Yunchen stared at him fiercely.

Zhuang Ze shut up.

After that there was a long silence, one drinking water and the other drinking, both in a room, thinking of each other, both in pain.

Zhuang Ze felt that he was getting drunk with the wine: "Don't drink."

Zhou Yunchen's eyes were very bright. Not only was he not drunk, he seemed to be more awake. He stared at him, staring at him with indescribable sight.

Zhou Yunchen's voice with a weird husky: "Are you afraid?"

Zhuang Ze couldn't understand: "What are you afraid of?"

Zhou Yunchen smiled: "Yeah, what are you afraid of?"

Zhuang Ze didn't want to persuade him anymore. He borrowed alcohol to relieve his sorrow, so go away, maybe he forgot her while drinking.

Time passed minute by minute, and just before dawn, Zhou Yunchen fell asleep.

He sat on the rug, leaned on the foot of the bed, and fell asleep.

He stretched out one long leg, and the other bent. Zhuang Ze felt that his long legs were straight and slender, and he looked great. He also thought that his bent leg was better, his knees were strong, and his calves were tight.

Zhuang Ze did not dare to wake him up, he looked at it quietly and felt extremely happy.

This is probably their best distance.

After they return, they will have no intersection, and Zhuang Ze is afraid to be friends with him, that is too painful;

Zhuang Ze couldn't get too far away from him, that was even more painful.

It's so good, you can see it, but you don't have to be too close.

A little bit of contentment does not breed disgusting greed.

When the sky was bright, Zhou Yunchen moved.

Zhuang Ze quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Zhou Yunchen woke up and looked at Zhuang Ze with a frown.

Zhuang Ze wasn't sure if he was looking at himself, but he was not good at pretending to sleep, so he opened his eyes.

With their eyes facing each other, the two looked away at the same time.

Zhou Yunchen stared down at the wine bottle in the distance, as if he had recovered a bit of air from a long suffocation: "I give up."