Standing in front of the camp counter, Chu Li bent down and looked at the box of condoms that Zhu Chuan was holding like a treasure: "When did a black man live in our house?"

"What do you mean?"

"...literally, I think the reason this supermarket can sell condoms of this size is because there is an international residential complex next to it, where many black people live," Chu Li raised his head and looked at Zhe Chuan, "Why, you finally got clean today, are you planning to do some charity work as a reward, go door to door to hand out condoms and educate Africans about family planning?"

Zhuo Chuan pushed Chu Li away with his elbow and took out his wallet from his pocket: "Stop talking nonsense, open it, I'll use it myself."

"I wonder if this thing will slide down when it gets bigger? It's not like it hasn't been used before."

"Don't you know I'm big? It's not like I haven't used it before."

“…”

Yes, three illusions of men——

I am big.

I fucked her to orgasm and she cried for mercy.

I do it nine times a night without stopping.

After paying the money, Zhuchuan walked away with his box of condoms in his arms. Chuli picked up the bag of other food and followed Zhuchuan's brisk steps... They jogged all the way out of the supermarket. The man then slowed down his pace and waited for the person behind him to catch up with him, then he turned around, took the bag from her hand, turned around, and continued walking forward.

The speed does not decrease.

It was noon, and the sun was strong. The flip-flops the man was wearing made a "crunching" sound as he stepped on the ground, and the hem of his clean white T-shirt slipped off his waist as he walked... Chu Li followed him with empty hands, and looked at his expressionless face, which looked a little mean. After following for a while, he raised his head and looked over the man's broad shoulders——

Unconsciously, I opened my arms and hugged the man's waist from behind... I buried my face in his back and rubbed it, and the scent of sunlight mixed with laundry detergent and shower gel wafted into my nose.

The person walking in front paused, and the originally cold and hard curve of his jaw softened slightly.

"What are you doing?" The man slowed down his pace while carrying two large supermarket bags, dragging the person who was holding onto his waist and asking as he walked, "What are you trying to do again?"

Chu Li followed him step by step, smiling: "Nothing, I just want to hug you."

"…Are you feeling guilty? Do you realize that you are committing a heinous crime by casually questioning your boyfriend's size?" Zhuochuan wanted to turn around and tap her on the head with his fingers, but now both of his hands were holding things, so he just twisted his waist and said, "Just let go of your guilty conscience. I won't hold you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person behind him hugged him tighter with a playful smile—his hands were clasped around his waist, and his nose was against his back: "Zhuchuan."

Zhuochuan: "What?"

Chu Li: "It's okay, I'll just call you."

Zhuchuan raised his eyebrows: "...Are you sick?"

Chu Li's lips twitched, her heart full of girlishness was shattered, she raised her foot and kicked a bag in the man's hand: "Fill it with water and play with Er Gouzi!"

At this time, the two of them had returned to the neighborhood. There were fewer people around them, and the vehicles coming and going and the noise of the crowd seemed to be separated by a wall on another street... The heavy plastic bag in the man's hand was kicked by Chu Li, making a crackling sound.

"What did you say?" The man asked in a long voice. He turned around and faced Chu Li while still being embraced by her. He said with a serious face, "Okay, you have even learned how to threaten me."

"I'm not threatening you..." Chu Li retracted her hand, then put it on the man's chest and tugged at his shirt. The man bent down, and then he saw the person in front of him tiptoeing to touch his earlobe. The fluffy short hair touched his ear and whispered, "Zhuchuan, my waist hurts."

Warm air blows through the earlobes.

There was a sweet smile in that thief-like voice.

Zhuchuan turned his head and his lips touched the soft face next to him - today was the weekend, and Chuli went out without makeup. Her fair skin was almost transparent in the sun, and he could almost see the blue veins under her thin skin...

The tip of his tall nose rubbed against her cheek: "I carry you?"

Chu Li chuckled and put some distance between herself and him. She looked around and saw the stairs in front of someone's house next to her. She ran over in two steps and stood on the highest step and waved to Zhechuan. The man walked over, bent down with his back to her, and she climbed onto his back.

As her body soared into the air, she laughed, nuzzled his neck like a dog, and her eyes curved into crescents: "Can you carry it? You're holding something in your hands."

"I can't carry it." The big hand holding the supermarket plastic bag held her butt steadily, but said coldly, "Get off me."

"Then throw away the supermarket bags. I won't come down." Chu Li answered casually, his hand climbing onto the man's shoulder. "I have a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time. When we first met, the actor teacher was so weak that he couldn't lift anything with his shoulders or hands. When did he become a strongman?"

"It started the day I became someone's boyfriend."

"ah?"

"When she falls asleep in the study, I have to have the strength to carry her back to the room; when she is sick, I have to have the strength to drag her to the hospital; when she can't walk and rolls around, I have to have the strength to carry her back home... I have to maintain this strongman state until I am a hundred years old--"

The man's voice was neither fast nor slow. Chu Li rested her chin on his shoulder. She turned her head to the side and could see his lips opening and closing. He spoke those words without thinking - without any preparation, just naturally - and she could feel his back buzzing as he spoke.

Chu Li put her arms around his neck and said, "And then, and then, what happens when you're a hundred years old?"

"When she dies, we'll have to carry her coffin."

“…”

Chu Lihuan loosened her hand on his neck and asked, "What did you say?", thinking there was something wrong with her ears.

The man carried her on his back and walked slowly home, saying in a steady voice: "When we are old, you will die first, and you can close your eyes and forget about everything and go on your way happily. I will just listen to the tears of your children and the wailing of your grandchildren... You are such a tearful person, you will definitely cry when you braid your hair. What if your children think you are worried about them? I will have to explain to them: your mother just has a tearful problem, it's okay."

Zhao Chuan thought for a moment, "Otherwise, no one will be able to rest in peace. When I think about the scene where you and your children and grandchildren are crying and wailing in the hospital if I die first, crying until your hands and feet are weak and you even forget to call the funeral home, I feel like I should live two more years."

Chu Li: "..."

Chu Li didn't know whether she should feel weird or not. She just admitted that her mother was a little moved... She let go of his neck, touched the man's hair dishonestly, and asked, "What's next?"

"What else?" Zhuo Chuan paused. He was probably a little tired. He straightened up and pushed the person lying on his back up. "Wait in front of the Naihe Bridge. I'll be there later."

Chu Li buried her face in his back, sneered, and patted his shoulder: "You think too far ahead."

"This is called being prepared for danger in times of peace." Zhuo Chuan said sternly, "What do you know? I am a serious person."

Yes, yes, yes.

strict person.

There is such a kind of straight man in the world——

When you say to him, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight", in his mind, he has already held your hand;

Rolled up the sheets;

Entered the sacred marriage hall;

I will have a pair of children with you in the future;

Sons are allowed to do whatever they want when they grow up, but daughters are not allowed to marry when they grow up;

When your children grow up, you and they will both have gray hair;

As the sun sets, an old man and an old woman hold hands and take a walk by the river

; Finally, he has even thought about what your funeral hall will look like. Black and white are not necessary, but pink, which is a girly color...

There's a Kitty cat carved on the tombstone.

"You're thinking too far ahead. I haven't decided whether to marry you or not."

"That won't work. You are already mine. In ancient times, you must marry me."

"What if my parents don't like you, a poor scholar?"

"Just tell them that you like my poor look."

“…”

After some casual chatting, they arrived at the door of the house in the blink of an eye. Er Gouzi heard the footsteps from a distance, walked out of the house under the scorching sun, lay on the iron gate and howled, with his long nose sticking out from the gap in the iron gate.

Zhuochuan turned around, and Chuli reached out and touched the big dog's nose.

"Tsk, did I let you touch the dog? I told you to open the door!"

“…I don’t have my key with me.”

"You didn't bring your brain with you either... Come down, come down."

The midday sun shrank their shadows to their feet, short yet overlapping and inseparable.