Chapter 71 Kiss

"Eat in the same room, live together forever."

There was suddenly no sound around me.

Shan Qingshan turned his head.

Zhou Chong's eyes were red and filled with tears. He looked at him with a sad look, which made Shan Qingshan's heart wrenched.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll go out for a while."

There was an unconcealable sadness in the voice.

Zhou Chong turned his face away, took off all the live broadcast equipment and placed them on the table. He blinked his black eyelashes and tears rolled down. Then they rolled more and more, rolling down.

Shan Qingshan felt heavy in his heart and had a bad feeling.

He hurriedly took off his equipment, explained to the people in the room that he had something to do, and chased after him.

It was pitch black outside the house, and there was no sign of Zhou Chong.

Shan Qingshan chased him all the way home but didn't see him, so he was anxious and wanted to call the police.

I vaguely heard a blood-sobbing wail, and when I followed the sound, I saw Zhou Chong sitting on the ground, crying and repeating the same thing over and over again.

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Why?"

His fragile and helpless look was enough to move anyone, as if he had turned into a blade, cutting cuts into Shan Qingshan's heart again and again.

Shan Qingshan felt pain, but didn't know whether he should go forward.

He stood there quietly.

Zhou Chong noticed someone next to him. His vision was blurred by tears and he couldn't see clearly, but he guessed it was Qingshan Xiaobao and slowly stood up.

I wiped my eyes, trying to see clearly, but I couldn't wipe away all the tears, so I couldn't see clearly.

"Xiaobao..."

He was just saying his name, but it sounded like he was asking for a hug.

Shan Qingshan couldn't bear to see his desperate look, so he stepped forward and gently put his arms around Zhou Chong's waist, and he hugged him tightly. The shoulder where he was buried suddenly became wet.

When he heard the answer, Zhou Chong felt as if a hammer had hit his heart, and as if he had stepped on empty air and fell into the abyss.

Now I feel dizzy and have tinnitus from crying so much that I can hardly stand. I have to rely on Shan Qingshan for support.

He kept thinking about it, digging up his memory over and over again.

But sharing peanuts is too small a thing.

He couldn't remember how many times it had happened, or when the last time was...

Why can't he remember?

Since you want to be together forever, why do you want to leave him?

Why don’t you keep your word?

Why didn't you tell him?

"Can I take you back? It's cold outside."

Zhou Chong just cried and didn't say anything.

Shan Qingshan took his hand and led him home.

Zhou Chong cried all the way.

I was still crying when I got home.

"I'll go boil some water, you wipe your face."

Shan Qingshan loosened his hand, but before he could completely loosen it, Zhou Chong grabbed it again and held it tightly. Shan Qingshan could only drag him to boil water.

Doing things one-handed is much slower.

Shan Qingshan discussed with him to let him go for a while, Zhou Chong let him go, and the next second he hugged him from behind, his body pressed against him, his head pressed against him.

The director had been watching everyone's live broadcast room. Something strange happened on Zhou Chong's side, and then the live broadcast of two people was suddenly interrupted. Naturally, he noticed it.

It has become a hot topic now.

The director called Shan Qingshan to inquire about the situation, but Shan Qingshan was vague about it.

After washing up, Shan Qingshan coaxed Zhou Chong to bed, locked the door himself, brought a kettle of boiling water into the room, and poured a cup of hot water on the table.

Zhou Chong was lying on the bed with his back to him.

My shoulders were shaking and I was still crying.

Shan Qingshan lay down, and Zhou Chong did not turn over.

This was the first time Zhou Chong turned his back to him.

Shan Qingshan understood why he was crying. It must be the person who taught him how to share peanuts.

Shan Qingshan felt uncomfortable and difficult.

A little bit because Zhou Chong felt uncomfortable seeing others crying, but more because he also felt uncomfortable seeing him cry.

My eyes feel sore and astringent.

Zhou Chong's tears carried his heart down.

Shan Qingshan closed his eyes and sighed with a trembling body.

He suddenly hated himself for being so quiet and didn't know how to comfort himself.

Suddenly, he felt the same way. Why did he cry when Zhou Chong saw him crying this morning?

Shan Qingshan heard a voice in his heart saying -

Finished.

Shan Qingshan gently hugged Zhou Chong from behind.

The next second Zhou Chong turned over and took the initiative to hold him in his arms.

Tears rolled down Shan Qingshan's neck.

It burned Shan Qingshan's heart so much that it was full of holes.

"Is he an important person?"

"Yeah." Zhou Chong couldn't explain, but he was afraid that Qingshan Xiaobao would mistake it for someone else, so he explained, "It's someone from my family. I always thought he didn't like me..."

"He gave you some peanuts?"

"Um."

"Then he likes you."

Zhou Chong finally calmed down a little, but he cried even harder.

"He left, he doesn't want me anymore...If he likes me, why doesn't he want me!"

Shan Qingshan stroked his back and waited for him to calm down before speaking.

"Maybe he has his own difficulties that he can't tell you."

Shan Qingshan paused and said, "There are rice seeds in my pillow. If you keep crying like this, they will sprout."

Zhou Chong looked at it after hearing it.

nonsense.

His tears were clearly on Qingshan Xiaobao's neck.

He reached out and wiped it for him.

Shan Qingshan reached out to wipe the tears from his face.

"My eyes are swollen."

Zhou Chong held his hand, pleading with his eyes, "You can't leave me."

Shan Qingshan looked at him with a look of tenderness and care that he himself was not aware of.

"I poured you some water, drink some."

He stood up.

Zhou Chong immediately stood up and hugged him tightly from behind as if he was clinging to him.

Shan Qingshan handed him the cup.

The water temperature was just right and Zhou Chong drank it all in one breath.

Shan Qingshan poured another glass and glanced at the time.

It's almost 12 o'clock.

Zhou Chong: "I don't want to drink anymore."

"Have another drink, you've been crying for a long time."

Zhou Chong said nothing and resisted silently.

Shan Qingshan: "How about this, I'll hang a plastic bag for you to collect all your tears, and then you can drink it, completing a water cycle."

“…”

Bullshit water cycle.

It sounded so stupid, he didn't want it!

Zhou Chong's eyes dropped slightly and fell on Shan Qingshan's neck.

Slender and white, with the tears he had shed still on them.

Zhou Chong's mind moved, "Then I'll drink this first."

After saying that, he licked the tear on Shan Qingshan's neck into his stomach.

It feels both numb and itchy.

It's hot and humid.

Shan Qingshan felt his whole body numb and he pushed Zhou Chong away in shock. He put his hand on his chest without using much force, but he created a little distance between them. There was confusion and uncertainty on his face, and a blush covered his face.

Zhou Chong's beautiful eyes were now dark and bottomless.

Naked and stark.

If he were Shan Qingshan in his previous life, he would know what would happen next. He would either run or let him do what he wanted.

Now Shan Qingshan can only sense danger.

Stunned.

Zhou Chong's eyes dropped slightly, landing on Shan Qingshan's lips, and he kissed him fiercely without hesitation. He was eager and pushed him back to the bed, pinched his cheeks to open his mouth, and then kissed him deeper and more wantonly. It was not gentle at all, almost biting, as if he wanted to tear him apart and swallow him into his stomach.

Shan Qingshan had never experienced anything like this before. He felt like his mouth was burning, all the way to his throat, and Zhou Chong's breath was between his lips and teeth. He seemed to be engulfed by this breath, his breath was disordered and his head was dizzy. At first he was still struggling, but gradually he lost his strength. He was pressed down and kissed until he trembled, overwhelmed, his bones and blood were burning, and his body was hot...