Chapter 71 Kiss
"Sharing food in the same room, living together for eternity."
Suddenly, there was no sound around me.
Shan Qingshan turned his head.
Zhou Chong's eyes were red and brimming with tears as he looked at him with a sorrowful gaze, which made Shan Qingshan's heart clench painfully.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'm just going out for a bit."
The voice was filled with unconcealed sorrow.
Zhou Chong turned his face away, took off all the live streaming equipment and placed it on the table. His dark eyelashes fluttered, and tears rolled down his face, one after another, until they pounded down.
Dan Qingshan felt a chill in his heart, a bad feeling creeping in.
He hurriedly removed his equipment, quickly explained to the people inside that he had something to do, and then chased after them.
It was pitch black outside, and Zhou Chong was nowhere to be seen.
Shan Qingshan chased the person all the way home but couldn't find them, so he was worried he wanted to call the police.
I vaguely heard a mournful cry that sounded like blood. I followed the sound and found Zhou Chong sitting on the ground, weeping bitterly, repeating the same thing over and over again.
"Why?"
"Why?"
"Why?"
His vulnerable and helpless appearance was enough to move anyone, as if he had become a blade, cutting one wound after another into Shan Qingshan's heart.
Dan Qingshan felt pain, but didn't know whether he should go forward.
He stood there quietly.
Zhou Chong noticed someone beside him. His vision was blurred by tears, so he couldn't see clearly, but he guessed it was Qingshan Xiaobao. He slowly stood up.
I rubbed my eyes, trying to see clearly, but the tears just wouldn't stop, so I couldn't see anything clearly.
"Xiao Bao..."
He was just calling his name, but it sounded like he was asking for a hug.
Unable to bear seeing his heartbroken state, Shan Qingshan stepped forward and gently wrapped her arms around Zhou Chong's waist. Zhou Chong embraced her tightly in return. Suddenly, a large patch of sweat appeared on the back of Shan Qingshan's shoulder, where Zhou Chong's embrace had been buried.
Upon hearing the answer, Zhou Chong felt as if a hammer had struck his heart, or as if he had stepped into thin air and fallen into an abyss.
Now I'm so dizzy from crying, my ears are ringing, and I can barely stand. I'm only able to stay upright because of Shan Qingshan.
He kept thinking back, digging into his memories again and again.
Sharing peanuts is such a small thing.
He couldn't remember how many times it had happened, or when the last time was...
Why can't he remember?
If you want to live forever together, why leave him?
Why do you break your promise?
Why didn't you tell him?
"Shall I take you back? It's very cold outside."
Zhou Chong just cried and didn't say anything.
Shan Qingshan then took his hand and led him home.
Zhou Chong cried all the way.
She was still crying when she got home.
"I'll go boil some water, you wash your face."
Shan Qingshan loosened his grip, but before he could fully release it, Zhou Chong grabbed his hand again, holding it tightly. Shan Qingshan could only pull him to boil water.
Doing things with one hand is much slower.
Dan Qingshan asked him to let him rest for a while, and Zhou Chong did so. The next second, he hugged him from behind. His body was pressed against him, and his head was pressed against him.
The director was watching everyone's live streams. He noticed something was wrong with Zhou Chong's stream, and then both of their streams suddenly stopped.
It's already trending on social media.
The director called Shan Qingshan to inquire about the situation. Shan Qingshan gave a vague answer.
After washing up, Shan Qingshan coaxed Zhou Chong into bed, locked the door himself, brought in a kettle of boiling water, and poured a cup of hot water on the table.
Zhou Chong lay on the bed with his back to him.
Her shoulders were trembling, and she was still crying.
Shan Qingshan lay down, but Zhou Chong didn't turn around.
This was the first time Zhou Chong had turned his back to him.
Shan Qingshan understood the reason for his tears; it must be the person who taught him to share peanuts.
Shan Qingshan felt uncomfortable and overwhelmed with emotion.
Partly it was because Zhou Chong felt so bad seeing others cry, but more so because seeing him cry made him feel bad too.
My eyes are sore and dry.
Zhou Chong's tears fell along with his heart.
Shan Qingshan closed his eyes and sighed, his whole body trembling.
He suddenly hated his own taciturn nature and didn't know how to comfort himself.
Suddenly, he could empathize with him, and realized why he cried when Zhou Chong saw him cry this morning.
Shan Qingshan heard a voice in his heart saying—
It's over.
Shan Qingshan gently hugged Zhou Chong from behind.
The next second, Zhou Chong turned over and took the initiative, pulling him into his arms.
Tears rolled down Shan Qingshan's neck.
It burned Shan Qingshan's heart so badly it felt like it was riddled with holes.
"Is he/she a very important person?"
"Hmm." Zhou Chong couldn't explain, but was afraid Qingshan Xiaobao would misunderstand and think it was someone else, so he explained, "It's someone from my family. I always thought he didn't like me..."
"Did he share some peanuts with you?"
"Um."
"Then he likes you."
Zhou Chong finally calmed down a little, but then he started crying even harder.
"He's gone, he doesn't want me anymore... If he liked me, why doesn't he want me!"
Shan Qingshan patted his back and waited for him to calm down before speaking.
"Perhaps he has some unspeakable difficulties."
Shan Qingshan paused for a moment and said, "There are rice seeds in my pillow. If you keep crying like this, they will sprout."
Zhou Chong looked at it upon hearing this.
nonsense.
His tears were clearly on Qingshan Xiaobao's neck.
He reached out and wiped it for him.
Shan Qingshan reached out and wiped the tears from his face.
"Your eyes are swollen."
Zhou Chong grasped his hand, his eyes pleading, "You can't abandon me."
Dan Qingshan looked at him with a tender and loving gaze that he himself was unaware of.
"I poured you some water, have some."
He stood up.
Zhou Chong then got up and hugged him tightly from behind, as if he were glued to him.
Shan Qingshan handed him the cup.
The water was at the perfect temperature, and Zhou Chong drank it all in one gulp.
Shan Qingshan poured himself another cup 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 remained silent, resisting in silence.
Shan Qingshan: "How about this, I'll hang a plastic bag over your head, so you can catch as much of your crying as you want, and then drink it all back down, completing a water cycle."
"..."
Water circulation is utter bullshit.
That sounds stupid, he doesn't want to!
Zhou Chong lowered his gaze slightly, placing it on Shan Qingshan's neck.
Slender, fair-skinned, with his tears still clinging to it.
Zhou Chong's mind raced. "Then I'll drink this one first."
After saying that, he licked the tear on Shan Qingshan's neck and swallowed it.
It felt both tingly and itchy.
It was humid and hot.
Dan Qingshan felt a jolt of shock, and pushed Zhou Chong away in astonishment. He placed his hand on Zhou Chong's chest, not with much force, but to create a slight distance. His face was filled with surprise and doubt, and his cheeks were flushed.
Zhou Chong's beautiful eyes were now unfathomably dark.
Naked, staring straight ahead.
If he were Shan Qingshan in his previous life, he would know what would happen next: either run away or go with him.
At this moment, Shan Qingshan can only sense the danger.
Stunned.
Zhou Chong lowered his gaze slightly, landing on Shan Qingshan's lips. Without hesitation, he kissed him fiercely, his movements urgent. He pressed Shan Qingshan back onto the bed, pinching his cheeks to open his mouth, and then kissed him even deeper and more unrestrainedly. It was anything but gentle; it was almost like biting, as if he wanted to tear Shan Qingshan apart and devour him whole.
Dan Qingshan had never experienced anything like this before. He felt his mouth burning, the heat spreading all the way to his throat, his lips and teeth filled with Zhou Chong's breath. He felt as if he were being swept away by this breath, his breathing ragged and his mind hazy. At first, he tried to struggle, but gradually he lost his strength, trembling as he was pressed down and kissed relentlessly. His muscles and blood seemed to burn together, his body burning hot…
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