101 Episode 7: Going Home

On weekends, Zhou Ziheng called Xia Xiqing up early in the morning for an unprecedented time, but Xia Xiqing was very sleepy, covering himself in the quilt and unwilling to come out, Zhou Ziheng had no choice but to coax and drag him out of bed to sit up .

"What are you doing..." Xia Xiqing didn't even open his eyes, "Isn't today Saturday..."

"Yes, there is something."

"You didn't sleep last night because of something." Xia Xiqing closed his eyes and grabbed a pillow and threw it on Zhou Ziheng's body. "I was tossing until three o'clock...I was so sleepy."

"Hey hey don't sleep." Zhou Ziheng held him in his arms and patted his back twice, "Then why did you have to seduce me last night?"

"You still say?"

"No, no, I can't, I can't stand it." Zhou Ziheng smiled and wrapped his legs around his waist, wrapped his arms around his neck, and hugged him like a child.

"Oh, I really...I don't remember..."

"Get up, something really happened, something big." Zhou Ziheng carried him to the bathroom, "I squeezed all the toothpaste for you, look."

Xia Xiqing, who was put down, still didn't look at it, leaned on Zhou Ziheng's body and closed his eyes, didn't speak, and fell asleep even if he was so sleepy. But Zhou Ziheng was already very satisfied, thinking that Xia Xiqing's anger at getting up back then was that he would curse at others as soon as he was woken up.

"Hey, wash up first, I'll cook something delicious for you later." He put on the slippers at the bathroom door for Xia Xiqing to put on.

After being disturbed like this, Xia Xiqing also woke up for the most part. He picked up the mouthwash cup, brushed his teeth and washed his face. When his face was dripping with water, he looked up and saw Zhou Ziheng was about to apply aftershave. He grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist, "You scumbag! It wasn't even shaved."

"Where?" Zhou Ziheng looked sideways in the mirror.

A drop of water got into his eyeballs, Xia Xiqing wrinkled his face, and poked the upper corner of his mouth with a cold finger, "Here. Forget it, I'll shave it for you." Said that he pushed Zhou Ziheng's chest, pushing him all the way Go to the toilet, "Sit here."

Zhou Ziheng sat down obediently, and watched Xia Xiqing open the cabinet next to the mirror to find a razor and foam shaving cream. He was wearing a set of light gray cotton pajamas. When washing his face, his sleeves were rolled up to his forearm, and he took things When he stretched out his hand, revealing a white arm, the side face is cute.

"Electric ones can't shave cleanly, so use manual ones." Xia Xiqing took the tools and walked to Zhou Ziheng's side. He squatted down first, but Zhou Ziheng was too tall, so he got up and bowed to lift his face. I am also very tall, and it is difficult to bend over.

Zhou Ziheng held back a smile and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, "This position is still more convenient."

Here again, Xia Xiqing hit Zhou Ziheng's head with the handle of a manual razor, and sat astride him. Zhou Ziheng folded his hands on his lower back, his eyes seemed to be glued to Xia Xiqing's body.

The faces in his field of vision magnified a lot, and he could even see the fine fluff on Xia Xiqing's clean face, as well as the lips that he would habitually purse when he was concentrating. The pursing action would make them appear softer, like a backlog Two cherries together, with a little effort, a little bit, is enough to make the juice overflow.

Xia Xiqing's movements were very light. He rubbed the shaving cream into foam in his palm and applied it to his face. He held the handle of the knife very lightly, and gently shaved the hard-to-shave parts. His eyes focused on the shaving cream. At that point, the brows were slightly frowned, and the slender eyelashes were illuminated by the warm light from the bathroom, casting long trembling shadows on the thin skin under his eyes.

All the tiny little details are bonded into the incentives of the heart.

"It seems to be a little cleaner..." Xia Xiqing turned his head to the side, wanting to take a closer look, but with this side of the head, Zhou Ziheng kissed him, "Uh...uh!"

He slapped Zhou Ziheng on the shoulder, but Zhou Ziheng didn't intend to let go of him. The hands clasped on his lower back caressed his back, and his embrace tightened even more. The citrus aroma diffused from the foam is mixed with a hint of herbal bitterness, rubbing from one person's face to another, like the entity of infected desire.

Xia Xiqing didn't want Zhou Ziheng to succeed so quickly, so he locked his teeth maliciously. Unexpectedly, while Zhou Ziheng seemed to be patiently kissing his lips, he used his hand to trace Xia Xiqing's slightly convex spine down to the lowest point. Gently rubbed his tailbone slowly.

"Hmm..." Xia Xiqing, who was caught at the door of life, accidentally let go of his lips, and Zhou Ziheng took advantage of it in an instant. The tip of his tongue pressed into the moist and soft mouth, and the remaining breath of mint was warmed by the lingering lips and tongue. Xia Xiqing simply gave up resistance, the razor fell to the ground, and the sound it made turned into a clarion call for close combat. His fingers caressed Zhou Ziheng's hair roots affectionately, and his tongue licked his soft palate. His breath became heavier and heavier, and he hugged him tighter and tighter. His hot chests were pressed tightly together, rubbing ambiguously.

The lips were loosened, and the feeling of suffocation was slightly loose. Zhou Ziheng put his arms around his thin waist, and kissed continuously from the corner of his mouth, his eyes reached Xia Xiqing's rolling Adam's apple. His upper body unconsciously leaned back, his slender neck, slightly raised chest and flexible waist bent out in a radian of passion.

Xia Xiqing didn't like his teasing, and the pleasure of scratching it was heart-wrenching. He held Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, lowered his head and kissed his lips, kissing him wetly, as if showing the root thirst for food of an overly hungry person.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and the two of them melted in this humid bathroom, like fish in water, and the beauty of the morning evaporated with the sound of panting.

After entering the cloakroom, Zhou Ziheng told him the real reason for getting up early.

"I told my parents to take you back today." Zhou Ziheng took off his pajamas lightly, and looked for the sweater he wanted to wear naked. Since the two of them were together, everything was mixed together.

Xia Xiqing was taken aback by his words, "What did you say?"

Zhou Ziheng turned around, "Take you home."

"Are you kidding me?" Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, and sat down on the lazy sofa in the cloakroom, "What home are you going back to?"

"I'm not kidding." Zhou Ziheng finally found his gray-blue sweater, quickly put it on, and tried to pull Xia Xiqing up, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I told them that I will be there in the morning."

"I..." Xia Xiqing hesitated to speak, "No, do I have to go?"

"Of course." Zhou Ziheng squatted down and kissed him, "What's wrong?"

"if…"

What if your parents don't like me. Xia Xiqing refrained from saying it, but he was sure in his heart that the word "home" was too far away for him, not only far away, but also a restricted area.

A person like him should not be liked by Zhou Ziheng's family. I feel that from such a family background, he should not have a good impression of homosexuality, especially him, who is not well-behaved and not docile at all. Zhou Ziheng was taught so well by them, he must be their most precious child, and the most precious child was kidnapped by a bad child like him, he must be very angry.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, Xia Xiqing gritted his back molars and said nothing. Zhou Ziheng didn't force him either, but just sat down face to face with him and played with his hands.

To be honest, this is not like him at all, Xia Xiqing has never been afraid of anyone, and has never flinched from anything.

But now he backed off, backed off very literally. It's not that he's afraid of his parents stopping him, but that Zhou Ziheng's perfect family relationship will be cracked because of his intervention.

"I think your parents might not like me." After a long silence, Xia Xiqing finally said very calmly, "Speaking rationally, few parents would like someone like me."

Zhou Ziheng could clearly feel that Xia Xiqing was becoming less and less confident in himself, the kind of self-confidence that was clearly revealed, but he knew very well that this was the real Xia Xiqing. He had always had low self-esteem, but he was used to it in the past. Sex hides his heart with pride and dignity.

After the beautiful hard shell peels off, the scarred child will be very scared, with hands and feet curled up, afraid to see people.

"No." Zhou Ziheng held his hand, "They're not like that. And you're excellent, you're fine." He touched Xia Xiqing's cheek, "You are the best in my eyes .”

Xia Xiqing finally raised his head, forced a smile at him, and got up to change his clothes. Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand the panic and helplessness in his heart, he didn't understand his natural fear of the word "parents". But it doesn't matter, he loves Zhou Ziheng. He is willing to step out of his comfort zone for Zhou Ziheng.

"Then should I take a shower now?" Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that he was being too imprudent, "I'll be quick, five minutes."

"No need." Zhou Ziheng grabbed him, supported his shoulders and made him face the row of clothes, "Let's go after changing."

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Xia Xiqing suddenly asked, "What are you wearing?" He turned over one piece after another, "Should I dress simpler? What color do your parents like? They..."

He is too anxious. Zhou Ziheng hugged him from behind, and said softly, "Xi Qing."

"They won't judge you because of the clothes you wear. Similarly, they won't judge your character based on the evaluation of the outside world." Zhou Ziheng wrapped his arms around his waist, "I'll take you to the , just to introduce, let's meet, don't be nervous."

In the wonderful comfort of his embrace, Xia Xiqing felt that flustered self gradually sank down.

The weather was still cold, and the two of them finally went out wearing the same style of down jackets. Zhou Ziheng was in black, Xia Xiqing was in white, and Ronaldinho was already waiting for them in the car.

After getting in the car, Xia Xiqing was exceptionally quiet, didn't say a word, even Ronaldinho could see that something was wrong, and looked over in the rearview mirror, "What's wrong with Xiqing, why does he look so bad?"

Xia Xiqing froze for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his face, "Am I looking bad?"

"Not bad." Zhou Ziheng couldn't help laughing, holding up his cheeks that were rubbed red, the tip of his nose was a little red from the cold when he went out, and with this harmless face, he looked terribly cute, "I Look, it's so pretty."

Ronaldinho looked like I did something wrong and why did you let me eat dog food, "What's wrong with Xi Qing, I feel out of shape."

"It's nothing." Zhou Ziheng answered directly for him, "He likes me so much that he doesn't even dare to meet his parents."

Xia Xiqing pushed Zhou Ziheng away, turned his head, and wanted to say, I'm not going to stop the car, but the words turned around again. Ever since he was with Zhou Ziheng, he gradually lost even the flabbergasting at the beginning.

I can't bear to say a harsh word to him, and I can't bear to lose my temper.

As Zhou Ziheng said, I really like him too much.

When he arrived at Zhou Ziheng's house, Xia Xiqing felt a little nervous and embarrassed, after all, the last time he came to this place was through some illegal means.

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The person who opened the door was an aunt wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses with outstanding temperament. Xia Xiqing recognized at first sight that this must be Zhou Ziheng's mother.

"Come here?" Zhou's mother smiled, her voice was very soft, "I was just about to call Hengheng and ask if you are stuck in the road, come in quickly." While speaking, she gently pulled Touching Xia Xiqing's arm, "Is it cold outside?"

Xia Xiqing smiled awkwardly, "It's okay."

"This is my mother." Zhou Ziheng generously led Xia Xiqing into the door, "Mom, this is Xiqing."

"I know." Mother Zhou smiled softly, "I've watched your show."

"Hello, Auntie." Xia Xiqing bent over, "Excuse me."

"Don't bother, we'll be waiting for you to come." Mother Zhou led the two of them in. Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room. He got up when he saw someone coming in.

It seems that Zhou Ziheng's appearance has inherited the advantages of his parents, as well as his father's height.

However, Zhou's father's appearance was the same as Zhou Ziheng's, with a daunting sense of distance. Before he got close, Xia Xiqing said hello, "Hello, uncle."

"Yeah." Father Zhou nodded, with his hands behind his back, "Sit down, sit down." Said that he sat down by himself, "The tea I made for you is cold, and I just brewed another cup." He said Just as he was about to pick it up, he paused again, "Does Xi Qing drink tea? How about I ask Aunt Hong to make coffee for you?"

Xia Xiqing waved his hand flattered, "No need for uncle, I'll drink tea." Said he picked up a cup, holding the small cracked celadon cup in his hand.

"Don't be nervous." Zhou's father immediately saw through his performance, and he said to Zhou Ziheng, "Go to the kitchen and help your mother, she is going to cook her own lunch today."

Zhou Ziheng was dismissed by him, leaving only Xia Xiqing and Father Zhou facing each other with a tea table in between.

"Don't be afraid." Zhou's father had a smile on his face, "Actually, before you came, Zhou Ziheng had confessed to us about you and him."

Xia Xiqing guessed that, after all, Zhou Ziheng was not the kind of person who would be so willful that he would come out publicly at an awards ceremony like this without telling his parents. He took a sip of tea, put the teacup gently on the tea table, and listened quietly to Zhou's father.

"Actually, his mother and I, we called you over to have a simple meal." Father Zhou picked up the teapot and poured him some more tea, "You are his current love object, we can't just be here Watching you on TV, don’t you think so?”

Xia Xiqing nodded. It had been a long time since he sat and talked with an older man. This strange feeling made him a little uneasy.

"You look bad, are you sick?"

He shook his head, "No, I'm not sick." He forced a smile, "Tell me, I'm listening."

Father Zhou quickly realized something was wrong. He looked at the empty living room around them, and then at the kitchen. He came to his senses, "Did I put you under pressure? Or should I call that kid over... "

"No need," Xia Xiqing suddenly felt strange, "How do you know..."

"I heard him say something about your family. In fact, you shouldn't discuss these topics as soon as you come up. I know it will make you feel uncomfortable."

Xia Xiqing pursed her lips, "It's okay, I'm already much better, pretty good."

"You are very strong. If you grew up in such an environment, another person might not be able to support you long ago." Father Zhou's eyes showed affirmation. .”

Suddenly being affirmed by Zhou Ziheng's father, Xia Xiqing couldn't help being a little surprised. Father Zhou also saw the surprise on his face, "Did you think I would embarrass you? Why should I embarrass you? My son likes you. I am really dissatisfied, and I will only embarrass my son."

Xia Xiqing opened his mouth, his usual razor-sharp sharpness was useless at this time, facing the parents of his loved one, he just wanted to express his thoughts sincerely, "I thought that a family like yours might accept I can't have your son with me. I am a man like him, and I was born in a handicapped family, which caused me to have a lot of personality defects, but..."

His eyes drooped and then raised again, "Uncle, I have changed a lot, and I have changed because of myself. I love him very much, and I can assure you of that."

This sentence was too pale, Xia Xiqing regretted it the moment he said it, anyone can say that he loves him, just open his mouth.

Father Zhou didn't expect Xia Xiqing to confess so directly. He had watched his shows and interviews and knew how smart the kid in front of him was, so he didn't expect that at this moment he would choose such a simple or even clumsy way to win favor.

"I know. I've lived for so many years. Don't say anything else, people's eyes are accurate." Father Zhou smiled, "I'm not hiding it from you. When Zhou Ziheng confessed to me at the beginning, I lost my temper. Yes, the main reason is that I didn't expect, I didn't expect that he would fall in love with a man. He has been in that circle since he was a little boy, with so many temptations, but he didn't get entangled with anyone, nor did he the person I like."

Father Zhou frowned, "I wondered at the time, how could he fall in love with you after being on a show with you?"

"Later, I checked a lot of information about you. You are indeed very talented, smart, and an attractive child. But to be honest, after I checked, I objected, because your childhood experience is too..." He suddenly stopped talking, Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes and said nothing, "In my opinion, it's a time bomb."

"But later, I had a talk with his mother." Father Zhou sighed, "I feel that my view is wrong again, it is prejudiced."

Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that the father and son really looked alike, their tone of voice and words were exactly the same.

"I taught him this way since I was a child, but in the end I looked at people with colored glasses, so what's the point of teaching me?" Father Zhou shook his head, "So I thought about it carefully and struggled for a long time. Later His brother came to me and told me something about his childhood."

"He said, Dad, do you still remember that when Ziheng was a child, he picked up a little sparrow with a broken leg in the yard? The little bird still flew away, he kept crying, it was still dad, you told him, this bird is not your appendage, it is independent, you can’t force it to stay by your side just because you like it in your heart.”

Father Zhou smiled emotionally, "I feel quite ashamed when his brother said this. Since I could tell Zhou Ziheng that this sparrow is an independent individual, why can't I treat my son as an individual until now?" What about a separate entity?"

Xia Xiqing's heart was shaken, he suddenly envied Zhou Ziheng. At this moment, he finally understood why Zhou Ziheng was so good and upright, in the final analysis, it all came from the nourishment of his family.

"Although he is my child, he is himself first." Zhou's father looked into Xia Xiqing's eyes, "He likes you and wants to be with you, these are the rights he should have, even as a parent , and I have no right to interfere, so you don’t have to worry, I will not do anything to hinder you, these things are meaningless. As a parent, protection and guidance are necessary, but letting go is more important.”

Xia Xiqing's nose was a little sore, he pursed his lips hard, and smiled with all his emotions, what should he say at this time, but he couldn't find the right words.

Zhou's father said again, "Of course, the final result will be borne by him alone."

This sentence was a reasonable doubt about their results, but Xia Xiqing's heart still twitched unavoidably. He never thought that there would be a bad result, and he was even more reluctant to give Zhou Ziheng a bad result.

"Uncle, I'm not a person who can give others a sense of trust. Just saying something verbally may not be convincing, nor can I prove anything to you."

Xia Xiqing looked up at Father Zhou with firm eyes, "But he is the only person I love, the first in twenty-five years. I know better than anyone how difficult this relationship is, no matter for me or for him. So I thought, can you give me a little more trust and don't put him under pressure because of my problems. I always hope that he can be with me in a state blessed by his parents."

He thought for a while and said, "Ziheng is different from me, he deserves the love of his father and mother."

As soon as this sentence was said, Zhou's mother came out from the corridor, "You are really scared of people and children." She went to Xia Xiqing and sat down, touched Xia Xiqing's back, "Poor child." Said that she grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand again, her fingers were cold.

Zhou's mother cast a reproachful look at Zhou's father, "Your Uncle Zhou actually wants to say that he understands and respects you. And I can see that since Ziheng was with you, his whole body has come alive. As he said at the award ceremony, it was because of you that he filled the void in his relationship."

Zhou's mother patted his hand and said to him with a smile, "One more thing, Auntie wants to tell you that you are wrong. Everyone deserves the love of their parents. If not, it is definitely not the child's fault. It's the parents' fault."

Xia Xiqing gritted his teeth, forcefully forced back the tears, and thanked Zhou's mother with red eyes, with a low voice and a hoarse voice.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng walked into the living room and saw that Xia Xiqing was in a bad mood, so he immediately stepped forward and sat beside him, and said to his father, "Dad, what did you say, you yelled every day for me to bring Xiqing back. He was a little anxious, "You almost made him cry."

Xia Xiqing grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist, "It's not Uncle Zhou, I didn't cry."

Father Zhou was so wronged, "I didn't say anything, Xi Qing, did I scare you?"

Xia Xiqing was amused, "No, I was too nervous."

Zhou's mother suddenly hugged Xia Xiqing, "Oh, my heart hurts when I see you, Auntie really loves you." As she spoke, her mother began to cry, which made Xia Xiqing at a loss, "Auntie..."

"My mother is here again. The first time I told her about you, she cried for a long time."

Mother Zhou cried more and more sadly. She held Xia Xiqing and kept touching his back and the back of his head, tears streaming down her cheeks, "How can there be such a cruel person? How did you grow up to be so big...you have suffered, child ..." Zhou Ziheng kept drawing papers to wipe his mother's tears across Xia Xiqing's shoulder.

The feeling was so foreign that he could hardly remember being hugged by his mother.

Xia Xiqing turned around, hugged Mother Zhou carefully, and gently followed her back, "Auntie, I'm fine. Don't cry, it will hurt your health."

"It will be better in the future." Zhou's mother tried her best to stop her tears, and touched Xia Xiqing's face, "You will all get better and better in the future."

Xia Xiqing nodded with a smile, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He also finally understood where the gentle compassion in Zhou Ziheng's nature came from.

Until sitting at the dining table, Zhou Ziheng was still scolding his father, and Zhou's father was still recalling and introspecting, whispering, "Which sentence is wrong, no, I think it's pretty good...I've been thinking about it for a long time..."

"Eat, eat." Zhou's mother picked up a chopstick and put it in Xia Xiqing's bowl, "Eat more, you are too thin."

Zhou Ziheng immediately fought for favor, "Mom, what about me?"

"You have grown so tall, what do you eat, you want to grow into a giant."

Zhou Ziheng changed his target, and began to drag Zhou's father to speak ill of his mother, "Did Mom encounter some problems in her research recently, and her mood fluctuated so much?"

"Isn't your mother always like that, crying for a while and laughing for a while."

"Too."

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Seeing the two elders chattering on the table, Zhou's mother didn't bother to answer her, she leaned up to Xia Xiqing and spoke in a low voice.

"Xi Qing, I watched your live broadcast."

Xia Xiqing suddenly turned his face to the side, his expression slightly startled.

Zhou's mother smiled, "I can see that you love him very much, and I am very relieved. The only thing is that Auntie has a request for you."

Xia Xiqing nodded in a daze, and solemnly put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Say it."

"Love yourself like you love him, okay?"