Chapter 92 You are my first love ten years late (6)

Xu Qichen's fingers were held in the palm of his hand, and the fingertips that were originally cold became warm.

Of course he was willing to live with Xia Zhixu, but he was already spoiled, and now he really wanted to tease him.

"No." Xu Qichen rolled his eyes with no expression on his face, "I'm still used to living alone. It's very troublesome for two people to live with different living habits."

Seeing him say it with a straight face, the look of anticipation on Xia Zhixu's face diminished little by little.

Xu Qichen glanced at Xia Zhixu, feeling a little happy that he succeeded, so he shook his hand and asked tentatively, "What's the matter, not happy?"

Xia Zhixu shook his head, "No, I'm mentally prepared."

What he said was also true. Xia Zhixu had the lowest psychological expectations for everything that happened with Xu Qichen. Everything was as good as a dream, so he always planned for the worst.

He lowered his head, the corners of his mouth pulled a smile, but the emotions in his eyes were very complicated and hard to describe, but he still squeezed Xu Qichen's fingers, "I'm too anxious."

I don't know why, but Xia Zhixu was still very scared. He always felt that he was too eager, for fear that he would step forward and scared Xu Qichen away.

Xu Qichen raised his head and saw the slight change in his expression, his heart twitched and it hurt a little.

He sat up all of a sudden, and straddled Xia Zhixu with his legs apart, his arms wrapped around his neck, and began to panic, "I was just teasing you, I really want to live with you, really." He tilted his head to see Xia Zhixu's expression, "Don't be sad, I really lied to you."

Both of them were silent for a while. Then Xia Zhi Xu raised his eyebrows dubiously, put his forehead against his, and rubbed the tip of his nose, "Are you moving?"

Xu Qichen nodded, "Move."

His hand gently rubbed the thin layer of soft skin on Xu Qichen's crotch, "When?"

"Today." Xu Qichen smiled and kissed Xia Zhixu's lips.

Xia Zhixu grabbed his crotch, and for no apparent reason, his hands began to tremble, very slightly, but Xu Qichen found it quickly, he looked down, and Xia Zhixu began to cough again.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Qichen touched his face, "Are you sick? Your face is not good."

Xia Zhixu shook his head and hugged him without speaking.

"What's wrong with you? Let's go to the doctor first." Xu Qichen followed his back, very worried.

"It's alright, it's just a smoking addiction." Xia Zhixu buried his head on Xu Qichen's side neck and kissed the skin there, "It's good to go over there."

"When did it start?" Xu Qichen hugged him in a soothing way, "Just now?"

"It's been a while."

When writing the article, Xu Qichen checked relevant information and knew that smoking addiction can be large or small, chest tightness and palpitations, emotional instability, and even more serious physiological reactions during the attack.

He touched the back of Xia Zhixu's neck, held his shoulders away, and looked at him face to face.

"Zhi Xu, shall we quit smoking?" Xu Qichen's voice was very gentle, like a gentle breeze that couldn't blow the curtains higher, "Don't smoke in the future."

The two were close at hand, Xia Zhixu looked at him with dark black eyes, his long and dense eyelashes flickered twice, and lowered his eyes silently, like a child who had done something wrong.

Xia Zhixu like this made Xu Qichen think of him at the class reunion, his heart was tightly clenched by a pair of invisible hands, and he was very sad.

"Didn't you say that you smoke because your heart is empty?" Xu Qichen touched his chest, his heart beat fast, like a palpitating reaction, "I'm going to live in now, you can't smoke anymore, will you? Smoked me."

Xia Zhixu was finally amused. Although he still lowered his head, Xiaohu's teeth were exposed, "The heart and the lungs are not connected."

"What I say is what I say."

He also learned to be a rogue, and made a lot of progress. Xia Zhixu hugged his lower back, "Okay, the little ancestor has the final say."

"Anyway, stop smoking. Smoking is chronic suicide." Xu Qichen's tone was serious, "You smoke because of me, so I will be responsible for helping you quit smoking."

Xia Zhixu patted his forehead and said with a smile, "You think it's that easy."

Xu Qichen looked obliquely upward, and every time he thought about something, he would make such small movements, "I heard... when you are addicted to smoking, you can do something else to distract your attention, so you don't want to smoke so much, Like watching movies and listening to music.”

Xia Zhixu shook his head bluntly, "I tried it, but it didn't work."

What a tricky thing to do.

"Well... so?" Xu Qichen suddenly held his chin, pressed his lips to him, and kissed him lightly. He unconsciously moved his hand from his chin to the back of his neck, turning his face sideways. The kiss went deeper. He closed his eyes and couldn't see Xia Zhixu's slightly dilated pupils, only felt his broad palms gradually move up along the spine in the deep kiss.

Just before the initiative was taken away, Xu Qichen let go of him, his lips were red, and he was slightly panting.

He stretched out his hand to caress Xia Zhixu's left chest again, and muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Why does he seem to be jumping faster..."

Isn't that...

Xia Zhixu didn't quite understand Xu Qichen's brain circuit, the symptoms of panic were suppressed a little, but some other desires arose, and they urgently needed to be satisfied.

With force on his hand, he suddenly pressed Xu Qichen on the sofa, Xu Qichen's body bounced slightly on the soft sofa, his dark brown hair rose slightly and fell back to his forehead, his beautiful transparent pupils were straight. Looking at Xia Zhixu.

"I think your method works well, and I'm much better."

The first is to make sure of him.

"But I don't think the effect is enough."

The easier it is to succeed.

"Then what should I do?" Xu Qichen's eyes were clear and clean, full of concern.

Really hooked.

"I think..." Xia Zhixu leaned close to Xu Qichen's ear and whispered in an angry voice, "I should do something more distracting."

Geng's words were biting so hard that Xu Qichen felt inexplicably heartbroken.

The warm air sprayed on his ears, making him itchy, his body trembled slightly, and he felt like an ice cream under the sun that could only irreversibly melt in his arms.

Xia Zhixu kissed Xu Qichen one after another, holding his lower lip every time, pulling slightly when he released it, then lowered his head and kissed again, back and forth several times, like hooking. Like Xu Qichen, he subconsciously put his hand on the back of Xia Zhixu's neck, and unconsciously raised his waist slightly, trying to reach him.

Xu Qichen has learned to let go of his defenses automatically, which makes Xia Zhixu feel the happiness of being trusted and needed.

The sweetness of the candy dissipated slowly, remaining between the lips and teeth, as if catalyzed by the heat released by the mingling lips and tongues, becoming stickier and sticking to their hearts. Xu Qichen likes to be kissed by him, and he always has the beautiful illusion of giving him all his breath.

After a long kiss, Xia Zhixu moved to the side of his neck, where the crimson hickey from last night remained.

He kissed the hickey lightly. The skin on this piece was so thin that he could feel the pulse beat when he put his lips on it. The slight vibration made his lips numb and numb. He sucked hard and seemed to be able to touch it. To the warm blood surging under the skin.

Xu Qichen couldn't hold back his breath, he reached down and grabbed Xia Zhixu's hair, "This...is...the way you quit smoking?"

"Only this can completely distract me." Xia Zhixu raised his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "You said you wanted to help me, I'll leave it to you to quit smoking."

what please...

Just by coaxing and deceiving him like this, Xu Qichen fell into his trap again. Despite his repeated forbearance, he irresistibly lost himself in desire.

Xia Zhixu thought it was amazing, because Xu Qichen when he was drunk and he when he was sober were two completely different people, with completely different experiences.

One is naive and tempting, one cannot refuse.

The other is to restrain stubbornness and make people want to occupy.

The space on the sofa was a little small, Xia Zhixu hugged Xu Qichen tightly, and the two were close to each other. Xu Qichen was exhausted and was about to fall asleep when he heard Xia Zhixu whisper in his ear, "Compared to nicotine, it is more difficult for you to quit smoking. This way of quitting smoking is fighting poison with poison."

Xu Qichen thought of the Brokeback Mountain he had seen before, and said the most classic dialogue in that book with a sluggishness.

"I wish I can quit you."

Xia Zhixu kissed his forehead, "No, I don't want to quit you at all."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them went out and drove back to where Xu Qichen lived, ready to pack up the moving luggage together.

Even though they were already so close, Xia Zhixu was still a little nervous when he took the elevator upstairs, just like when he went to his house on New Year's night many years ago.

He suddenly remembered, "By the way, does your aunt still live in the previous community?"

"Yeah." Xu Qichen was wearing Xia Zhixu's shirt with long sleeves. He lowered his head and rolled up the cuffs. Xia Zhixu looked at it hard, grabbed his arm and rolled it for him, "Then your aunt and Teacher Zhang..."

"You still remember." Xu Qichen looked at his serious expression with his head lowered, "they got together again when I was in my senior year. I was always concerned about my emotions before, for fear that I would think of something unpleasant."

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

"Actually, I don't mind it for a long time. Speaking of which, Mr. Zhang was the most innocent, but they endured not seeing each other because of me, and they clearly liked each other very much." Xu Qichen laughed, "Isn't it very good? Silly?"

Xia Zhixu touched his neck, "You don't deserve to be treated like that, you're also innocent."

Xu Qichen grabbed his hand, took two steps backwards face to face, and said with a smile, "I'm not innocent."

Then suddenly stopped his back steps, causing Xia Zhixu to bump into him face to face because of inertia.

"I did like a boy back then." Xu Qichen kissed Xia Zhixu's lips, "I was very guilty at the time."

The two quickly walked to the door of Xu Qichen's apartment, Xu Qichen turned around and opened the door, "So do you know why I couldn't fight back and scold me at that time?"

With a click, the door opened. Xu Qichen stood at the door and turned to look at him.

"it's all because of you."

Xia Zhixu took Xu Qichen's hand, "Yes, it's all because of me." He took Xu Qichen's shoulders and looked around at the house where he lived alone, "It feels similar to ours, it seems that I still know a lot about it. to your liking."

Xu Qichen patted the hand on his shoulder, "Whatever is up to us."

Xu Qichen's house is not big, but it has a good layout and plenty of sunlight. Compared to the bedroom, the study is the largest, with two rows of large cabinets filled with Xu Qichen's books.

He is a strange person. Even though the technology in this society is so advanced, he still likes paper books very much. The book was spread out on the ground to dry, and he sat on the ground with him, picking up a random book to read.

"Oh right, the empty house next to our bedroom is what I'm going to make a study for you." Xia Zhixu said while looking at the study.

"What about your studio?"

"Next door." Xia Zhixu smiled, "It's just across a wall, I'm going to put a glass in the middle, so that we can see each other while working. Of course, if you don't want to see me, you can put the curtain Pull up."

Xu Qichen also smiled, "I don't want to see you. I don't think I can use the curtain."

"Don't." Xia Zhixu pinched his cheek, "For the sake of my work efficiency, it's better to pull it occasionally."

Seeing his serious discussion with him, Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing, "We are obviously still here, and we are still discussing the decoration of the new house with such enthusiasm, it looks like..."

His words stopped abruptly, and his face suddenly turned away.

Xia Zhixu was a little puzzled, and naturally asked, "Like what?"

like a newlyweds.

When his mind was hot, such a strange metaphor came up, which made him feel ashamed, let alone say it.

He smiled, "Like two little fools."

Don't tell him your whole mind.

It's not too early, the two discussed it and decided to spend the night in this house tonight, pack up by the way, and call the moving company to help move the house tomorrow morning. Xia Zhixu helped Xu Qichen to clean up the books on the shelf. His arms were long enough and strong enough that Xu Qichen hardly needed to do anything.

Xu Qichen packed his desk. He opened the drawer and saw that Xia Zhixu had emptied the entire bookshelf. He was worried that he would be tired and asked, "Do you want to drink water?"

"Okay." Xia Zhixu took down the last stack of books and put them in the box, watching Xu Qichen walk out of the room.

Xia Zhixu Gan was a little bored standing there, and he saw the drawer of his desk opened on one side of his face. He was a little curious, so he walked over.

When Xu Qichen walked in with two glasses of water, he found Xia Zhixu standing in front of the desk with his back to him, as if he was looking at something.

What's in the desk?

He suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly put the water glass on the bookshelf, "Don't look at my drawer!"

Xia Zhixu turned around, holding a gray hairband in his hand, a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

Xu Qichen didn't care about anything else at all, he stepped forward and snatched the hair tie from his hand. He stuttered when he was not confident enough to speak, "Why, why are you looking at my drawer casually?"

"I'm sorry, I just left the drawer open just now..." Xia Zhixu frowned suspiciously, "Is that hairband yours?"

"Yes, yes."

Xia Zhixu took a step forward, "But you don't play ball? Isn't your body unsuitable for intense exercise? Why..."

Xu Qichen tucked the headband into his jacket, turned around halfway to change the subject, "Well, you're hungry, I just ordered pizza, and I'll be there in a while..."

"Is it for me?" Xia Zhixu dragged one of his hands, his tone was not very firm, half questioning and half probing.

Xu Qichen wanted to say no, and wanted to deny it, because he was too naive and ignorant back then. He took anger at him and even alienated him because of the hairband, even though it wasn't his original intention. Looking back now, , he was just because he had fallen in love with Xia Zhixu.

The gift that could not be delivered to him should have no value.

But when he went to the store again and wanted to return the hairband, he felt reluctant.

This was his first attempt to send his heart.

Even he himself couldn't tell the specific reason, so he kept this hairband carefully for ten years.

Put it in the drawer of your desk, and you can see it every day, as if every time you close your eyes, you can see the cheerful boy in a white shirt.

"Is it for me?"

Xia Zhixu's tone was a little weaker, and the certainty decreased again and again.

Forget it, there is no need to hide it.

Xu Qichen took out the headband from his pocket, handed it to Xia Zhixu, nodded, "Yes."

Although he seemed a bit self-righteous to ask such a question, Xia Zhixu always felt that as soon as he saw this headband, he felt very familiar, which reminded him of the headband that his brother left at home in his first year of high school, and only wore it. He was abandoned several times because of "bad luck" and never used it again.

"This is really for me? Why..." He couldn't finish the following words, and there were too many thoughts in his mind.

Why didn't you give it to him in the first place? Why are you hiding yourself?

"When I saw you brought your brother's headband, I felt like I bought it for nothing, so I didn't give it to you." Xu Qichen explained the situation truthfully, "It's actually nothing, I should have bought this in advance. Let me tell you, I..." Before he could finish speaking, Xu Qichen was hugged tightly by Xia Zhixu.

Xia Zhixu didn't say anything, just hugged him like that.

There are so many regrets between them, so much that they can no longer be simply described by words like coincidence.

"Why do you want to send me a hairband?"

Xu Qichen smiled relievedly, "Why, I like you."

"Then why did you ignore me later?"

He rubbed Xia Zhixu's neck again, "I like you, so I'm angry."

At the beginning, so many unintelligible emotions, so many thoughts that I couldn't guess, were actually just natural blindfolds set up by children who were first involved in love.

After clearing the clouds and seeing the fog, realized that it was love at work.

"I'm really pitiful." Xia Zhixu put his hands down, supported Xu Qichen's thighs and picked him up in a koala pose, and swayed up, "You were eaten to death when you were so young. When you get angry, I don't even dare to ask why, I try my best to please you and coax you, but it's because of this, alas."

Xu Qichen wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, "Are you afraid that I will be angry?"

"I'm afraid." Xia Zhixu put him on the table and put both hands on his knees, "I'm going to offer you on the incense table every day, and I will offer you something delicious and delicious, three sticks in the morning, noon and evening. Xiang Tian kowtows to you every day. Little ancestor, as long as you are happy every day, I will be very happy."

Xu Qichen felt warm in his heart, as if he had fallen on a fluffy quilt that had been sun-dried by the sun. He stretched out a hand and gently touched Xia Zhixu's face.

I saw him suddenly laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Qichen asked.

Xia Zhixu shook his head, "I just think it's a pity that there are no cats in the Chinese zodiac." He grabbed the hand that Xu Qichen used to touch him just now, squeezed his fingers, "You, you look too similar. It's a kitten."

When indifferent, he isolates himself from the world, and when he acts like a spoiled child, he is terribly cute.

As long as you give him a lot of tenderness and love, even the lonely stray cat will become docile, willing to follow you home, and gently stretch out its paws to touch you, with those beautiful eyes open, as if in tell you.

[Be nice to me, I'll be better. ]