Chapter 60 Chapter 60 I won’t go back to the dormitory tonight.

Before He Fei left, he asked Fu Xize: "Let me return the drum with you."

Fu Xize asked He Fei for help to borrow the drum, but he was too embarrassed to bother him when returning it, so he said, "It's okay, I can do it. This drum is not heavy, but it is quite large."

Xin Ai quickly said, "I'm here, I'll go with him."

He Fei took a look at the two of them and felt that it was not a big deal. One person could move back easily, not to mention that Fu Xize and the other two were two people. He was relieved: "Okay, let's meet at the restaurant later."

Fu Xize responded: "Meet at the restaurant."

Seeing his classmates walking away, Xin Ai looked at the drum in front of him again, unable to contain himself and eager to try.

Xin Ai was still very interested in traditional Chinese drum. Don't forget, he had a dream of music, a rock dream, but his dream was shattered when he was seven years old. He had no talent for music.

Maybe it's because my music is so bad that I can't help but appreciate it for people who understand music.

Fu Xize sings very well and can play drums.

It's amazing, but expected.

Fu Xize is the kind of person who is silent, introverted and never deliberately shows off. You have never heard him talk too much. He has always given silently and shown deep affection.

Even in terms of his talents, he never showed off too much.

When you hear him sing Yellow for you and see him playing drums to support you, you will be amazed.

Fu Xize is like a book that Xin Ai has read before. It was sloppy when he read it for the first time, but full of surprises when he read it for the second time, and he discovered many details that he had not noticed before.

It turns out he can also play the bass drum. I didn’t know that before.

Xin Ai smiled and said, "You can actually play drums, and you never told me."

Fu Xize never told him, no matter in past or present life.

Fu Xize spread his hands and said casually: "This is very simple, there is nothing to say, He Fei, Ge Jing and others know how to do it. Even if they don't, they can learn it in a few minutes."

Xin Ai was silent for a moment: "...Is it possible that there are still people in this world who can't learn it?"

Fu Xize knew that Xin Ai was not good at music, but he was a little bit skeptical. That was Xin Ai, he should be able to do anything. Fu Xize thought for two seconds and said, "Try it. I'll teach you. It's very simple."

Xin Ai was not in a hurry to go back, so he learned to play drums from Fu Xize on the playground.

Fu Xize played for a while, briefly explained the general techniques, and then let Xin Ai start.

Xin Ai…tried it a few times intermittently, but didn’t learn it.

This time, Fu Xize grabbed Xin Ai's hand and taught him to practice.

Once I let go, Xin Ai... won't do that anymore.

Fu Xize brought it several times, no, more than ten times...

Xin Ai... just didn't learn it.

Fu Xize recalled again that the violin that Xin Ai had practiced for two years and which made a constant squeak was indeed useless except for disturbing others, especially since the Chinese drum was so loud that for a moment, the entire football field was filled with the sound of Fu Xize teaching Xin Ai to play the drum.

So noisy.

I feel like those students running around the playground are going to come and complain.

Fu Xize decided to give up. He said firmly, "You are very talented in mathematics, painting, and football. You don't have to stick to this."

Xin Ai: “…”

Listen to advice with tears in your eyes.

Fortunately, Xin Ai had long accepted the fact that he was not perfect. It was also good to shine in the field he was good at. He was not God and could not be omniscient and omnipotent. Seeing that he could not even learn the bass drum which Fu Xize called "very simple", Xin Ai gave up music again.

Xin Ai said, "Go back and return the drum."

Fu Xize said "hmm".

The two men lifted the bass drum and headed to the music club's instrument storage area.

Along the way, Fu Xize couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xin Ai.

The setting sun stretched the two people's shadows very long. In the blood-red light, Xin Ai's face was dyed red. His cheeks were puffy, and he seemed to be sulking.

Fu Xize couldn't help laughing.

There are still things that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince cannot learn.

If he can't learn, he will get angry.

So cute.

After about ten minutes, the two returned the bass drum to the music club.

Fu Xize first went to Jiangxi Restaurant to book a private room to entertain his computer science classmates; Xin Ai went back to the dormitory to take a shower, and then went there after she had packed up.

At six o'clock, Xin Ai showed up in the box on time. All the classmates had also arrived. The big round table was full of people. Fu Xize was busy asking everyone to order food.

Soybean chicken feet, beer-roasted duck, steamed pork with rice flour, braised fish fillets, boiled pork slices, pork intestines, braised beef, tripe, lotus root slices, fried noodles...

Ordered a large table.

He Fei is from Jiangxi. He looked at the fried noodles on the menu that cost more than ten yuan a portion and frowned. This thing only costs a few yuan, but it costs more than ten yuan in another place. It's worthy of being a big city.

Lotus root slices are a cold dish and are served the fastest.

There were more than a dozen people, and the big round table turned around and then disappeared.

Xin Ai only picked up a piece of lotus root. It was braised and covered with garlic and chili peppers. It was very flavorful and had the crispness and sweetness of the lotus root itself. It was delicious.

Jiangxi cuisine goes well with rice. Xin Ai thought he could have a big bowl of rice with the lotus root slices. He called Fu Xize, "Add another serving."

Fu Xize seldom eats at such larger restaurants. As he was alone, he could only eat at a small restaurant. He had never eaten at this restaurant, but chose it because his classmates said it tasted good. He tried the lotus root slices and found them delicious, so he quickly asked the waiter to bring another portion.

Fortunately, other dishes were gradually served, so there was no need to worry about a dish being sold out in an instant.

The food in this restaurant is really delicious, no wonder it has received rave reviews from students.

The chicken feet are so soft and tender that you don’t even need to chew them. They melt in your mouth. The beer duck is cooked until soft, fragrant and tasty. The soup made from the tea tree mushrooms is light and sweet. After eating a lot of spicy dishes, drinking some soup is delicious...

Even the fried noodles were delicious. Xin Ai slurped the noodles. Hearing He Fei sigh that this restaurant was quite authentic but too expensive, Xin Ai couldn't help but wonder when he could go to Jiangxi to eat noodles. He Fei said that soup noodles there were 2.5 yuan and fried noodles were 5 yuan.

The meal took nearly an hour, and the man ate all the food on the table.

After dinner, Xin Ai and Fu Xize accompanied these classmates to hang out on the school football field, taking a walk to digest the food, and chatting about each other's recent situation or the future and ideals. It was already past eight o'clock, and they really couldn't walk anymore, so the group ended completely and everyone went back to their dormitories.

Xin Ai...didn't go back to the dormitory. After eating and drinking, he would start to think about sex. He would think about dating Fu Xize or something. It happened to be the weekend, and the team had no training schedule tomorrow after the game today. He pulled Fu Xize's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "How about we go to your place?"

Because of the team training and the exam week that just passed, Xin Ai was very busy and had no time to be intimate with Fu Xize. It was strange that she missed him.

It's a rare day off and Xin Ai really wants it.

I am just so lustful. I won't accept it, but I will keep it to myself.

Seeing his computer classmates walking away, Fu Xize naturally grabbed Xin Ai's hand, interlocked their fingers, and put them in his coat pocket, kneading and squeezing them. After kneading, he felt a little moved and wanted to go further.

It was exam week, and there were a lot of things going on with the school football team, so he and Xin Ai were both busy. Now that they had some free time, they naturally wanted to get closer. He lowered his eyes to look at Xin Ai's beautiful face, and asked in a calm voice, "Come home with me!"

Xin Ai suddenly sensed a bit of Fu Xize's viciousness.

This guy is extremely introverted and likes to act cool, but he is also quite bold in some aspects, otherwise he wouldn't have been so passionate about being a homosexual and known to everyone. Also, Fu Xize likes to kiss and hug him, and he is very happy with Xin Ai's initiative.

As soon as Xin Ai hinted, Fu Xize immediately... got it and asked back in a coquettish tone.

Xin Ai really wanted to go home with a bad guy and do bad things. He nodded honestly: "Okay, I'll go home with you."

Fu Xize immediately felt like he was kidnapping a beautiful child. The key point was that this child was enthusiastic, clingy and easy to kidnap. When you looked at him, you really... couldn't help but feel happy. How could someone be so nice?

He leaned over and kissed Xin Ai, then took out his phone and told his roommate on WeChat: "I'm not going back to the dormitory tonight."

Then, Fu Xize took Xin Ai to get the bicycle.

By the way, this is Xin Ai's bicycle. She rode it to school last time and left it here for Fu Xize to ride. As the weather gets colder, the two of them are busy with their daily commute, so Fu Xize will ride a bicycle to pick up Xin Ai.

When it comes to love, many things are not so clear-cut.

What's yours is mine.

Xin Ai and Fu Xize are very close and inseparable.

Fu Xize took out the bicycle, got on it, and supported himself with one foot to let Xin Ai get on.

Xin Ai got on the back seat and put her arms around Fu Xize's waist again. Fu Xize had been riding his bicycle with Xin Ai many times recently, and they had developed a tacit understanding. When he put his arm around his waist like this, Fu Xize knew that he was okay. He pedaled with his right foot and slowly drove Xin Ai out of the campus.

Xin Ai was very clingy and couldn't help burying her head in Fu Xize's lower back.

He likes him so much, they are so close to each other.

Fu Xize asked with concern: "Are you cold?"

In mid-November, the daytime was fine, with warm golden light and a pleasant temperature; but at night, the temperature dropped, and it was a bit cold when riding a bike.

Xin Ai responded vaguely: "No."

He ate very well and wore a thick coat. With Fu Xize helping him block the wind, a strong man like him felt like a small stove all over. He did not notice the coolness of late autumn at all.

Fu Xize was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Xin Ai's voice was a little sticky: "I miss you a little."

Fu Xize's heart was incredibly soft: "Don't we see them every day?"

Xin Ai hummed: "That's different."

Fu Xize said "Hmm?" and waited for his next words.

Xin Ai explained: "I was a little hesitant at school, but outside of school I was more relaxed."

As she said this, she rubbed her head against the lower back of his waist, feeling tender and sticky.

Fu Xize has already fallen in love with the biggest love of his life. The word shy has long disappeared from his dictionary. He just wants to be intimate with Xin Ai, regardless of her life or death. He suggested: "Do you want to sit on the beam?"

Xin Ai was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

Fu Xize also felt that he was quite crazy. It was only a ten-minute journey, but I had deliberately moved him to my beam just to be intimate with him. For this, he even said confidently: "This way you can hide directly in my arms."

Xin Ai was sick to begin with, and his mind was always just trying to stick to Fu Xize. He thought this suggestion was very appealing to him, and he had never sat on the crossbar of Fu Xize's bicycle, so he wanted to try it. He readily agreed, "Sure."

Fu Xize braked the car, asked Xin Ai to get out, took off his coat, wrapped it around Xin Ai, zipped it up for him, and fastened the hood.

Xin Ai felt the body temperature of Fu Xize in the black windproof coat, warm and hot. He seemed to be wrapped up by Fu Xize, warm and secure. He tilted his head and looked at Fu Xize. The man took off his coat, leaving only a thin sweater: "Aren't you cold?"

Fu Xize said calmly: "Aren't you blocking the way in front?"

Xin Ai replied: “…That makes sense.”

He no longer worried about Fu Xize, but sat sideways on the crossbar of the bicycle, hugged Fu Xize again, and used his body to shield him from the wind.

Fu Xize's body was slightly leaning forward when he was riding a bicycle, and there was a person hidden in his arms. The black jacket wrapped him tightly, and only Fu Xize could see him. He could even kiss him anytime if he wanted.

It's a love that's almost morbid.

I want to hide him in my arms and don't want anyone to see him.

Fu Xize lowered his head, kissed Xin Ai on the top of her head, rode his bicycle home, and ignored the ambiguous and complicated looks along the way.

*

The single room that Fu Xize rented in the urban village was too far away, and he didn't like to go there when it was cold, so this time he took Xin Ai home, to his own home, which was quite close to Xin Ai's home, in the same residential area, just a few buildings away.

However, Xin Ai's house has Shen Yu and Xin En living there permanently, and they have hired people to cook and clean, and even the courtyard is taken care of regularly. Coupled with the retro and luxurious decoration, it is what a luxury house should look like.

Fu Xize's house was obviously much more dilapidated. The yard was cluttered with dead autumn grass and trees, and the room was empty. There were only a few pieces of furniture, and even the few pieces of furniture looked old and old, and it was obvious that they had been used for many years.

Fortunately, Fu Xize is very clean. Although the house is old, it is kept clean and tidy.

After a wave of temperature drop, Beijing has started heating, and the indoor temperature is quite high, but it has not reached the highest point. It is just right to wear a sweatshirt alone, but it is a bit hot to wear a thick coat and windproof clothes.

Fu Xize took Xin Ai's coat and hung it up, and put out slippers for Xin Ai to change into. He then led Xin Ai to the second floor, his bedroom, and walked up the stairs. He also specifically reminded Xin Ai: "Don't use the elevator here. It's sometimes good and sometimes not."

Xin Ai replied: "It's okay, I've been taking the stairs since I was a child and I rarely use the elevator."

A heavy user of his elevator is Sinn, who is obsessed with losing weight but is too lazy to move and would rather take the stairs than take the elevator.

Fu Xize explained the only precautions in his home and then led Xin Ai to the bedroom.

His room is quite big, with a dressing room, study and bathroom, but the layout is different from Xin Ai's house. Xin Ai's family specially connected other rooms to use as a studio for him. Xin Ai lives alone on one floor, while Fu Xize's house has other rooms on the second floor.

Fu Xize's ancestors were wealthy, and as a young master his room was the master bedroom on the second floor. It had all the necessary layouts, and the decoration had been there for more than ten years but it was not outdated. Instead, it looked old and heavy, with a sense of heritage of a large family.

Fu Xize hadn't been here for a while. Fortunately, the windows were tightly closed and the surrounding trees were lush, so there was not much dust. However, Fu Xize still took a wet towel and simply wiped the tables and chairs and let Xin Ai sit down. He washed his hands and got the clean sheets and quilt covers to change them, and threw the original ones into the washing machine.

Xin Ai was too lazy to move, but considering that he had to stay here overnight and needed to go home to get some replacement clothes and toiletries, he ordered Fu Xize: "Go to my house and help me get the clothes I'll wear tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, as well as my face cream, lipstick and other skin care products. Take them as you like."

Fu Xize had no objection. A boyfriend is meant to be used. He replied, "Then wait, I'll get it for you."

Xin Ai murmured "hmm".

Only then did Fu Xize leave.

Xin Ai is often rougher than Fu Xize. An art student like him doesn't like cleanliness as much as Fu Xize. At least he has no pressure wearing Fu Xize's clothes.

At that moment, he took Fu Xize's clothes as pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

A single man and a single woman, a couple, staying in the same room, in the place where Fu Xize grew up, something would probably happen.

Xin Ai thought for two seconds and decided to wash herself clean first.

With hot water poured over his head, Xin Ai's buried desire for Fu Xize began to ferment. He kissed and hugged Xin Ai every day, but gradually, he was not satisfied with this and wanted to have sex with Fu Xize.

He has a strong desire for Fu Xize.

But if she really wants to do it, Xin Ai can't do it.

He's a little cold, and he's not very good in bed.

This seems to have planted a landmine in this relationship. After all, being bad in bed is a big flaw no matter what time or era it is.

Not in bed with a man.

despair.

Fortunately, in his previous life, Fu Xize accepted the fact that he was not good in bed. This is why Xin Ai dared to pursue Fu Xize. In this life, he is better than in his previous life.

However, this kind of thing must be explained clearly to people before it is actually done.

There’s nothing wrong with kissing, hugging and sticking to each other before, but if we really want to do it, we need to talk it over first.

If it’s not possible, it’s not possible. It’s an objective fact and it’s unlikely that it will suddenly become possible.

Xin Ai took a shower and began to think about what to say.