Nonlinear Love

Well, I see, it's very beautiful. Chi Wang walked over slowly, supported the railing on the rooftop, followed the line of sight of people, and looked up to the sky.

In fact, he didn't think the moon was beautiful, it was the same every day, there was no difference. There must be a special reason why Su Lian is so persistent.

However, if Su Lian didn't say anything, he didn't ask.

If it is a painful memory, asking too much will only reveal the scars.

If it's a past that can't be let go, it's better to let it go with the wind.

All he had to do was stand side by side with Su Lian on the rooftop and accompany him through the long night.

Time slipped slowly to two in the morning, Chi Wang turned over, put his back on the railing, and looked at people lazily: Have you been tired of watching it for so long?

No. Su Lian reluctantly retracted his gaze, and then looked at the person in front of him, his mind was a little dizzy.

Have you sobered up? Chi Li stared at his eyes, two little self reflected in the amber pupils, as if covered with a thin layer of mist.

... Wake up. Su Lian paused for a few seconds before responding slowly.

This is what the drunkard said about himself, Chi Wang lowered his head and chuckled, without exposing it.

A gust of night wind came over, messing up the hair of the two of them, and even dispelling Su Lian's consciousness.

He shook it lightly, clutching Chi Li's coat, his fingertips tightened and he moved in front of him, suddenly getting closer.

Su Lian grabbed the person's clothes and didn't put them down, and complained in a low voice, Brother Chi, it's cold.

The heartbeat stopped for another beat, and Chi Li stared at his thin shirt, which was lifted by the wind, revealing a section of his waist.

Before he could react, Su Lian had already tipped over.

The warm lips brushed the Adam's apple lightly, and landed on the neck, and the endless breath entwined with the smell of wine swept through the sky.

Chi Delusion, perhaps, Su Lian was not the only one who was drunk.

He took off the jacket he was wearing, and subconsciously wrapped the person into his arms along the clothes, tightening his arms.

The temperature that was just touched still remained on the rolling Adam's apple, and he whispered, Brother Chi won't be cold if you hold it.

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Su Lian's waist was a little too thin, and when he put his arms around it, it felt like a thin layer through his shirt.

Chi Huang didn't dare to move, so he kept that posture and stood there, hugging the person gently.

That cry, Brother Chi, made my heart itch.

Usually he refuses, but he is more obedient only when he is confused.

It's just that the wind is so strong right now, but Chi Wang feels very hot. Su Lian's breath was hot, his skin was hot, and his lips against his neck were also hot.

He lowered his head slightly, and swept across the face from the corner of the eye, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was shallow.

Chi Wang whispered, Mr. Xiao Su?

Su Lian didn't respond, just tilted his head and rubbed lightly, leaning against him at a comfortable angle.

Don't sleep here, let's go down first. Chi Wang patted him on the back, and said, It won't take long for you to be sick, you can't be shy.

I don't want to move, it's warmer here. Su Lian, who was drunk, seemed to have broken his usual restraint and was very willful.

Chi Wang's palm slipped and landed on his waist: Then... I'll hold you down, okay?

After a few seconds of pause, Su Lian nodded in confusion: Okay.

Slightly let go of him, Chi Li bent over and hooked his knees, hugged him easily, and walked downstairs slowly.

The stairs are narrow, and it is not very convenient to pass people. It is even more difficult to hold one now.

Going down from the fourth floor to the second floor, Chi Li's back was almost completely wet and his forehead was sweating. There were scattered guests in the Internet cafe at midnight, so he quickly walked into the lounge inside, put the person on the bed, and changed his slippers.

Chi Yan pulled the quilt over him, let out a long sigh of relief, and pulled the collar to fan the air: Just here for one night.

Two seconds later, the quilt was kicked away, and Su Lian opened his eyes slightly: No, I want to take a bath.

Chi Huang is really going crazy by the tossing of this ancestor, and he still loves Gānjing so much.

He bent down, stared at the person and asked, Can I wash it myself?

Yes. Su Lian answered decisively, as if he had been caught by Feng Yi, and the spirit of the wine had been dissipated a lot.

Chi Li turned around and found his own T-shirt and trousers from the small closet next to him and handed it over: The bathroom is next to it, so slide carefully.

It's impossible to slip, I'm not drunk. Su Lian's mouth was very confident, but he was a little swaying when he walked, and walked out of the room while leaning against the wall.

Chi Wang worried to death: ....You slow down.

Before he could put his hand up, he was suddenly thrown away: I can do it myself.

Self-reliance is quite stubborn.

In the end, Chi Huang followed the person uneasy, and before he stepped into the bathroom, the door slammed mercilessly, almost hitting his nose.

He reluctantly turned around and leaned against the wall to wait, for fear that the man would not be sober and fall again.

There was a rustling sound from the bathroom, after a few seconds of pause, the sound of water sounded, and the mist spread from the cracks.

The network manager patrolled the venue and walked around and asked, Master, are you still asleep?

Chi Wan smiled and pointed sideways at the light in the bathroom: Wait for Su Lian to go to sleep after washing.

Careful enough, it's already half past two. The network manager yawned, The Mid-Autumn Festival business is bad, so I'll go to the front and lie down for a while.

Okay, let's go. Chi Juan said hello, and swiped his phone for a while boredly, not in the mood.

Yan.