Stringy Wind in the Ear - Chap 67
Why are human lips so soft?
This was the question Song Yang kept thinking about while they were kissing.
His natural performance allowed the kiss to continue smoothly for a very long time, so long that the entire beach belonged to only the two of them; so long that their bodies became stiff and numb from maintaining the same movement; so long that they could no longer smell the peach flavor in each other’s mouths as their breaths intertwined.
Li Xun’s fingertips were still stroking the back of Song Yang’s neck. Song Yang was reluctant to let go, but the oxygen capacity in his lungs was running out, so he had to hold his clothes tightly, letting out a very short moan from his throat.
The lips parted reluctantly, and when Li Xun opened his eyes, he saw Song Yang’s lips that were wet from being bitten. He couldn’t help but pecked them twice, his eyes smiling like the crescent moon in the sky.
“You still remember to stick out your tongue…”
It was unclear whether this was a compliment or criticism. Song Yang pinched his fingers and protested in a low voice: “You’ve never eaten pork, but you’ve seen a pig run… I’m not a child anymore.”
His eyes, which had just been kissed, seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, and the corners of his mouth were smiling uncontrollably. After he finished speaking, he buried his head in Li Xun’s shoulder because of shyness, and laughed so hard that his chest rose and fell. He also said: “I have secretly practiced kissing you many times before going to bed.”
His answer made Li Xun’s chest feel hot. Every reaction of Song Yang tonight was so fatal.
He held Song Yang’s cheek, forehead against forehead, and rubbed Song Yang’s nose like a kitten: “How do you practice?”
Song Yang was really embarrassed to talk about these things with the person involved. He just smiled without saying anything. He raised his chin slightly and took the opportunity to touch Li Xun’s lips. It was so sweet there as if it had been coated with a layer of honey. Every kiss was so memorable.
Li Xun asked maliciously: “Have you practiced anything else?”
“No more…” This was the truth. Hugging and kissing Li Xun was the most luxurious thing in Song Yang’s fantasy. Just this alone made him feel guilty.
Li Xun was so adorable at his blushing reaction: “In the future, you will have a real person to practice with you. We will practice many, many times.”
Song Yang gradually regained consciousness, his eyes revealing a kind of ecstasy of winning the lottery, but because he couldn’t digest it for a moment, he asked cautiously to confirm: “Then, then are we in love?”
This question easily made Li Xun laugh.
“What else?” Li Xun rubbed his head and removed some sand that remained in the roots of his hair.
“Ah.” Song Yang looked at him blankly and let him fiddle with it. “It’s amazing.”
“It’s not magical, it’s destined.” Li Xun raised his eyebrows, “I think that even if we didn’t meet in the archery hall or practice archery in school, we would have met somewhere else and attracted each other through another experience.”
Song Yang was very surprised that Li Xun would state such an unfounded thing in such a confident tone.
Li Xun pinched his face: “Why are you grinning like an idiot?”
“I feel like I’m dreaming.”
Li Xun first laughed softly for a while, brushed off the sand on his shoulders and body, and then took his hand.
Long-term outdoor training made Song Yang’s originally fair palms feel a little rough, and the calluses became harder and harder, which was far different from other parts of the body.
Song Yang lowered his eyes and saw Li Xun rubbing his calloused area with his fingertips back and forth. He clenched his fist in embarrassment, but Li Xun pulled his hand back.
The delicate kiss landed on the roughest part of his palm, and then Li Xun straightened his back and announced in a pious and solemn manner: “From now on, you have to slowly adapt to this new identity, my boyfriend.”
The relationship that he had been pursuing for two years finally got a response. Song Yang sniffed uncomfortably and began to rub his eyes.
He was like a child picking up scraps in the snow. Any little bit of heat would be enough to warm him and illuminate that world. But when one day someone opened the door to welcome him in, he found that he could not bear such kindness.
Li Xun was startled: “What’s wrong with you? You’re laughing and crying at the same time.”
Song Yang covered his face and whispered, “I’m just too happy.”
“You’re happy but still crying?”
“This is called crying with joy, don’t you understand?”
Li Xun kissed his forehead helplessly and lovingly.
Song Yang was led away by Li Xun. Until he returned to the room, he was still in a dizzy state and couldn’t extricate himself.
It was already very late, Li Xun took a shower first, and then urged him to take a shower.
Song Yang walked into the bathroom in a daze, holding his clothes. As soon as he turned on the light, he saw a chubby little heart drawn on the misty mirror.
Li Xun watched him go in and out, and asked, “Did you forget to take your underwear? Just let me know and I’ll bring it in for you.”
Song Yang said: “I’ll take the phone.”
Li Xun: “Why are you holding your phone while taking a shower? Be careful not to drop it in the water.”
Song Yang was afraid that if he opened the door for too long, the love would disappear, so he almost jumped back, and only shouted after closing the door: “There is a wonder on the mirror!”
Li Xun suddenly realized and laughed for a long time with his head buried in his pillow, wondering how could a child be so easy to coax.
After taking a shower, they lay on their beds and watched TV. The TV stations in Macau are different from those in the mainland, and the language they speak is completely incomprehensible. Moreover, the signal in this place is intermittent, so they simply turned off the TV and chatted.
The room is still the same room, the person opposite is still the same person, but everything seems different.
Song Yang boldly asked: “Can I sleep with you?”
Li Xun originally thought that since this was the first night since they confirmed their relationship, he had to be reserved, otherwise it would seem that he, as a teacher, was very unstable and wanted more women’s bodies. However, he never expected that Song Yang wanted more than him, and his eyes immediately lit up.
“sure.”
The bed is a bit narrow and can’t accommodate two people.
Li Xun thought for a moment and said, “How about we put the beds together and put them back together tomorrow morning?”
Song Yang immediately stood up from the bed, but he underestimated the weight of the solid wood bed board and overestimated his waist. As soon as he exerted force, he felt a severe pain in his tailbone and almost hit his fingers.
His lumbar muscles were severely strained and he was unable to lift heavy objects. He tried several times but failed. He experienced deeply what it meant to be unable to do something.
As a man and as a husband, he felt humiliated, a shame even greater than losing to An Zhiyu.
But what can I do? If I really push too hard and hurt my waist, I won’t be able to live the rest of my life.
They looked at each other awkwardly across the bed. Song Yang’s head almost dropped to his chest, and the heat burned from his neck all the way to his ears.
In fact, Li Xun could have pushed the bed by himself if he put in some effort, but it was the middle of the night and it would be unethical to disturb the residents downstairs, so he had to give up on moving the bed.
Li Xun worked together with him to make the bed again and said, “It’s very late now, and you have a game tomorrow. Go to sleep first and talk about it during the day.”
Song Yang frowned, still thinking: “But aren’t you going back to South City tomorrow?”
Li Xun put on a gentlemanly look again: “Then next time, I’ll sleep with you next time. Anyway, there’s no rush for this matter.”
“Oh…” Song Yang swallowed back the “Okay” that was about to come out of his mouth, otherwise he would seem very disappointed.
But he was indeed quite disappointed. From Li Xun’s attentive attitude, it could be seen that Li Xun was also looking forward to sleeping together. It was all because of this broken waist.
They both lay back on bed, each with their own thoughts.
Song Yang was worried about what to do with his waist and whether Li Xun would look down on him because of this.
Li Xun was thinking, after tonight, they would be separated for a long time, should they refund the ticket? They could still stay for two more nights.
But his father has been looking forward to him and Chuzhi going back for a long time, and he doesn’t know when the next time will be. He would feel guilty if he doesn’t go back.
After a while, Song Yang was almost asleep. When he heard Li Xun getting out of bed, he turned his head and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Li Xun quietly placed the bedside table and chair on one side of the bed, clapped his hands and said, “This way it shouldn’t fall down.”
Before Song Yang could react, Li Xun had already turned off the lights, got into bed, and put his hands around Song Yang’s flat belly, holding him in his arms: “Do you want to sleep like this?”
All this happened so suddenly that Song Yang’s heart rate kept rising. He wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with the posture, but the position was wrong. He wanted to hug Li Xun from behind to sleep.
But… this posture seems pretty good too.
Li Xun’s other arm, which had nowhere to go, went around Song Yang’s neck and used him as a pillow: “Can you sleep like this? Will it be a bit uncomfortable?”
“No.” Song Yang rubbed against him like a kitten, sniffing his scent greedily, “It’s very comfortable this way.”
It’s past one in the morning.
Li Xun closed his eyes, curled up slightly, found a more comfortable position, and kissed Song Yang’s shoulders and neck again and again, kissing him until he trembled. Finally, he pressed his lips against the soft and hot earlobe and said softly, “Good night, my little friend.”
Whenever the word “my” is added before something, it shows the speaker’s strong possessiveness. Song Yang felt weak all over when he heard it, but he still corrected it in a low voice: “It’s my boyfriend.”
Li Xun laughed softly: “This is a nickname that belongs only to you.”
Song Yang felt like a piece of chocolate, his heart was about to melt, and his body was about to melt too. Before everything melted, he hugged one of Li Xun’s arms and pressed it into his arms.
His lover’s breath was warm behind his ears, inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, and his whole body was wrapped in the familiar body fragrance. He could no longer think of anything more beautiful in the world than this.
