He took a impatient sip of wine, and Nolan said in a deep voice, "don't drink any more. You've drunk like this. What else do you want to drink?"
"Get drunk, get some sleep, and get on the road tomorrow." Lu Zhen joked, as if he never came back.
Nolan was displeased at this.
He snatched Lu Zhen's beer jar, and he was not allowed to drink any more. It was too much drinking, which hurt his body, especially the huge amount of Lu Zhen, which hurt his body. He couldn't drink so much
Lu Zhen simply lay on the sofa and did not like to move.
Humming that ballad again.
Nolan said suddenly, "stop humming."
Lu Zhen was surprised, "don't you like it? I like it
Nolan looked at his moist and bright eyes, and immediately felt all the blood rushing to the same place. Nolan suddenly closed his eyes and Lu Zhen hummed again. Nolan felt the pain in his heart.
Anemone is a commitment between them.
This ballad is the sweetness between them.
Commitment is too heavy to carry, too sweet to forget.
His memory goes back to more than ten years ago. The town was desolate and lonely, but there was a place, very beautiful, planted with many beautiful tall trees.
In autumn, the leaves turn yellow.
The sun was shining down.
A little taller boy led a shorter man along the path, holding hands. The tall boy taught the short boy to sing folk songs.
They are happy.
Nolan's face was filled with pain. Every time he looked back, he wanted to make the picture freeze. He wanted to make the road long enough for them to hold hands and walk to the long white hair.
The picture turns again.
The same autumn, late autumn, all the orange leaves fall, Xiaoxiao Sasa, tall boy sitting on the steps full of leaves, playing harmonica, playing the same ballad.
The short boy, with his chin up, looked at him admiringly, smiling.
His eyes were bright and moist, like gems. He was simple and lovely. The tall boy was very happy. He pulled him over and sat beside him to teach him how to play the harmonica. The harmonica, the two people's breath, were all fused together.
Close.
Suddenly, a burst of explosion sounded, all the sweet pictures, fragmented.
Nolan suddenly opened his eyes, Lu Zhen half narrowed his eyes, humming songs, but also did not notice NORAN's strange.
He hates war.
Very annoying.
So, he hated terrorists.
If there was no war, those soft and warm memories would not disappear. If there was no war, the people in his heart would not become so cold and hard, their hands stained with blood and suffering.
Now Lu Zhen, he loves and hates.
"Daniel..." Lu Zhen suddenly sat up and opened his eyes sharply. The lonely and quiet ballad was broken in an instant. His breath was so short that he seemed to be caught by the past. Nolan's eyes widened.
What did he hear?
Daniel?
Lu Zhen is in a daze. Seeing Nolan's shocked eyes, Lu Zhen is in a trance. His face in memory and the face of the person in front of him suddenly coincide. Lu Zhen is bewildered.
When he reacts, the man has been pushed to the sofa, and his lips are blocked by Nolan.
His breath was short and hot. Lu Zhen was numb. He put out his arms to hold him and kiss him back. They held each other like two wild animals. Fierce kisses and powerful hugs were just like the strength and wildness between men and men.
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