In the afternoon, Gu Bai was sitting on the sofa playing games as usual, but for some reason, he failed to pass a level of the game that was obviously very simple several times, and even kept checking the time.
He never expected that one day he would feel that time passed so slowly. In the past, when he looked up at the time while playing games, he would feel that time passed too fast, and it would be dark before he had even played a few games.
It's still daylight now, and the sun hasn't set yet.
Gu Bai felt bored, dropped the controller and hugged Mocha in a daze.
The time in a daze passed quickly, and it was dark in the blink of an eye, but Chu Zeshen hadn't gotten off work yet.
The sky was gray and it seemed like it was going to rain.
The sun shines brightly in the morning, and it rains at night, which makes people feel depressed.
Uncle Li The phone rang as soon as he came in. He took the phone and stopped where he was to answer the call.
"Master."
The sound came, and the person on the sofa slowly raised his head.
"Hey, if you don't go home for dinner tonight, then I'll leave the soup for you. Oh, there's no need to leave it. Then you remember to have dinner."
When he heard the words "I won't come back for dinner," the head on the sofa slid down again.
"Okay, then you get busy first."
Uncle Li hung up the phone and walked to the sofa. "Young Master Gu, the young master has an impromptu meeting tonight and won't be back for dinner."
Gu Bai said listlessly, "If you don't come back, you won't come back. Uncle Li, why don't you accompany me to dinner?"
Uncle Li asked, "What would you like to eat tonight?"
Gu Bai is not interested. "Uncle Li I like to eat whatever you do."
Uncle Li was once again made happy by Gu Bai and planned to go into the kitchen to show off his skills. The chef was robbed of the spatula and stood beside him in confusion.
The dinner prepared by Uncle Li was very rich, delicious and delicious. Gu Bai didn't have much appetite at all, so he ate half a bowl of rice while being stared at by Uncle Li.
He was the only one left at home, but Uncle Li's enthusiasm was always there. He would let him drink the soup that Chu Zeshen couldn't drink. Even though the soup was delicious, he couldn't drink so much by himself.
After drinking two bowls, he really couldn't drink anymore, and Uncle Li's enthusiasm subsided a little.
If Chu Zeshen doesn't come back in the evening, the task of leaving Mocha will be back in his hands.
Because it was raining outside and couldn't go out for a walk, Gu Bai threw the ball to Mocha at home and played tug of war. He didn't know who was consuming his energy. Mocha was full of energy, but Gu Bai had collapsed on the sofa.
Mocha just started playing with it, and came to the owner again with the ball in his mouth.
Gu Bai took the ball from Mocha with a dull look and threw it out casually.
Mocha watched the ball roll to the bottom of the cabinet. It yelled at Gu Bai, blaming him for not throwing it properly.
Raining is too annoying, he doesn't like raining.
The evening is still very long, boring games, boring Mocha, boring in a daze, as if everything is boring.
Bored and bored, Gu Bai found that the day seemed to be passing. Chu Zeshen said that the first day of chasing him would end in only half an hour.
Gu Bai took the handle and reviewed what he had done today, and sneered.
He was blinded by the envelope in the morning, and still blinded by the large bouquet of roses at noon, making him lose himself all day long.
Chu Zeshen said I missed him, but I haven't contacted him for a day. I thought I just wanted to talk to him.
Gu Bai threw down the handle and turned off all the lights in the living room, leaving none for Chu Zeshen.
Gu Bai After returning to the room, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to wash up.
Mocha glanced at the door and lay down on the edge of the door.
Gu Bai washed away all the irritability and depression, opened the bathroom door warmly, and wanted to quickly return to the warm bed.
He entered from another warm space into a fiery embrace.
Gu Bai was stunned when he was hugged by Chu Zeshen, with a towel in his hand.
He saw Chu Zeshen's coat lying on his sofa. The light gray coat was dyed dark, probably because of the rain.
Chu Zeshen As soon as he came back, he took off his rain-stained coat and hugged him.
Gu Bai's neck was warmed by Chu Zeshen's breath and felt slightly hot.
Chu Zeshen hugged him very tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood, making him feel hot all over.
"Good evening, I miss you so much."
Tick tock, the clock on the bedside table has just passed twelve o'clock.
In fact, it's not that the game is boring, nor is Mocha bored, but that he has concerns in his heart, and has surprises in the morning and noon. He is waiting for the evening, waiting for Chu Zeshen to say to him, good evening, I miss you very much.
Now he finally waited for this sentence, not expressed in any written form, but spoken by Chu Zeshen himself.
This sentence carries more weight than the two cards of morning and noon.
After hearing these words, his heart seemed to have officially calmed down. He was no longer so irritable or depressed. He seemed to like even rainy days.
The two hugged each other in silence for a while.
Gu Bai suddenly said, "It's past twelve o'clock."
Chu Zeshen didn't pay attention to the time. The hand on Gu Bai's back rubbed the back of his neck. "Do you want to say good night?"
There was a lot of reluctance in his tone.
Gu Bai slowly raised his hands hanging to both sides and hugged Chu Zeshen back.
"Chu Zeshen, I accept your pursuit."
Chapter 69
Time seemed to have stopped in the room. No one spoke for a while, and even the sound of the clock ticking could not be heard. Only the sound of the two of them's heartbeats was left.
Chu Zeshen didn't respond, and Gu Bai felt a little uneasy. The banging sound went straight to the eardrum, which was too fast to be normal, as if he was doing some kind of strenuous exercise at this time.
The towel on Gu Bai's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he tightly grabbed the clothes on Chu Zeshen's back with both hands, so hard that his fingertips turned white and trembled slightly, with patience and restraint.
The moist kiss on the neck replaced the warm breath, Chu Zeshen was kissing him.
It was no longer gentle but a little heavy, even a little rough, not at all like the Chu Zeshen he knew.
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