swimming fish

The clear sea, the blue sky, occasionally there are two or three companions of poultry playing in this world.

The cruise ship was propped by the boatman on the return journey from the Shuanglang to the other side of the river bank near the rising moon, and the gulls and sparkling waves sent the moonlight back to the Shuanglang.

They flapped their wings and landed on the green plants in the small courtyard, on the eaves of the stilted buildings in the courtyard, and outside the French windows on the second floor.

Song Yu twirled the quilt for the exhausted people around him.

Since Ji Anhe returned to this small courtyard with him that day, they never left.The two of them lived in a state of confusion and depression for several days in a row—eating when they were hungry, cooking after eating, and sleeping when they were tired.

Neither of them mentioned the matter of separation, they only mentioned making love.

They did it under the flowers in the yard, on the tie-dye cloth on the first floor, on the stairs, on the queen bed on the second floor, in the bathroom, even on the kitchen counter , have done it on the dining table...

Song Yu looked at the frown of the sleepy person who was slightly frowned because of the moonlight shining into the room, and he raised his hand to cover Ji Anhe's eyes, like Ji Anhe was pillowed on his lap many days ago The self-shading is average.

He kissed Ji Anhe's forehead.

"Mr. Ji, what a dream."

Preferably a good dream about the two of them, like this one today.

Song Yu turned over and got off the bed, walked to the French windows, and raised his hands to close the curtains on both sides.The hickey marks on his neck and the scratches on his back, who were completely naked, gave the moonlight a layer of romance, making it even more ambiguous.

"Song...cough cough." Ji Anhe's cough suddenly sounded.

Song Yu had just drawn half of the curtains, and was standing behind the curtains when she heard the movement and looked back.

"woke up?"

Ji Anhe nodded, supported the side of the bed, and sat up frowning.Song Yu leaned over to the bed to help him, and looked at the bruises on the chest exposed by half of the moonlight as the quilt slipped down. He swallowed, looked away, and asked nonchalantly .

"Want to drink water?"

"Ah."

"Would you like something to eat?" Song Yu suddenly became busy. He walked to the low table in front of the window and bent down, and brought water to Ji Anhe graciously. Looking at the corners of Ji Anhe's slightly raised mouth, he and Staring at his steadfast appearance, he became puzzled, "It's me, what's the difference?"

Ji Anhe drank the water, returned the glass to Song Yu, and said, "No... again."

"Ok?"

Obviously there is nothing different, but he always feels that Song Yu seems to be different everywhere.Just like when he looked at the marks he left on Song Yu's body, it was obvious that the two were close to each other, but he inexplicably felt that they were drifting away.

He shook his head, said nothing, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed. After landing on the ground, his feet trembled weakly, making Ji Anhe stagger.Song Yu quickly grabbed Ji Anhe's wrist with one hand, and wrapped around Ji Anhe's waist with the other to support the man.

"Would you like to sit on the bed for a while? If you want anything, I can get it. "

"Go and put on your clothes." Ji Anhe gently pushed Song Yu, and glanced down, meaning something.

Song Yu pursed her lips, expressing helplessly that this is a normal reaction of a normal man who can't help himself when he meets someone he likes.

Ji Anhe glanced at the slippery person in front of him, then found himself a bath towel to wrap around his waist, and then stepped on the mess they created before and walked to the place where they had indulged, Song Yu grabbed a bath towel from the side Surrounding the place where the faintly raised head reveals the desire, followed step by step.

"What are you looking for?" Song Yu asked.

Holding on to the handrail on the second floor, Ji Anhe stepped down a flight of stairs.Probably because the stairs of the stilted building are higher than ordinary stairs, Ji Anhe unpreparedly went down one floor and got involved behind him. Because of Song Yuhou's urgent wound, he moved too much unexpectedly and was dragged out.

"hiss--"

Song Yu hurried up, saying that he was about to hug the man horizontally, when he squatted down, he felt the strength of Ji An and the hand on his shoulder increased a lot.

He looked up at Ji Anhe's unattractive expression, and his hands froze.

"I'm fine, Boss Song." Ji Anhe insisted.

Song Yu got the stubborn answer from Ji Anhe's eyes, he got up and clapped his hands, and returned to the topic just now.

"What are you looking for, Mr. Ji?"

"My coat." Ji Anhe's eyes were still searching around.

"Your coat?" Song Yu walked down the stairs, his eyes glanced at his jeans under the stairs, and Ji Anhe's T-shirt on the carpet on the first floor...Finally, he found the one on the broken wine glass in the yard that was taken away when he was interested. Forgotten jacket.

He appeared in front of Ji Anhe with that coat: "It's this one."

"Ah."

Ji An responded, took the jacket from Song Yu's hand, and took out a gadget from the pocket of the coat. He spread his hands, and the gadget in his palm appeared in Song Yu's eyes.

—a red bean carved with something.

"This……"

"The day I picked you up from the tavern, I saw this gadget at the night market. The little girl said it was engraved with the snow on the mountain between Cang Er and the moon in the sea, so she bought it." Ji Anhe went to hold Song Yu's hand, and The bean was forced into Song Yu's hand, "Didn't you give me the wind chime? I think I should give you something back. Since you said before..."

Ji Anhe thought, since Song Yu said he couldn't get on the boat and couldn't promise him a romantic affair, then he—

Come to Xu Songyu for a snowy moon, a love affair.

To achieve a romantic relationship between each other.

"I'll pay you back." Ji Anhe added, "You have to remember too."

Remember I loved you where there is snow and moon.

Song Yu twisted the bean in his palm, looked at it through the moonlight, and suddenly raised the end of his eyes, he threw the bean into the air, and firmly grasped the falling bean in his palm.

"Fenghua... Xueyue..." Song Yu chewed the two words separated by the two of them, and also understood the words they said to each other behind the two words.

——"I kissed you in a place with wind and flowers."

——"I also loved you where there is snow and moon."

Ji Anhe looked at Song Yu who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, but Song Yu hid his emotions well, even making Ji Anhe a little uneasy, but his movements still revealed his gushing desire love.

He took two steps and made one step to cross the wooden... wooden... tidy... Li... went up the stairs and hugged Ji Anhe. His hands naturally supported Ji Anhe's buttocks, and Ji Anhe walked away from his feet. From the very beginning, he subconsciously hugged Song Yu's neck tightly.

Song Yu carried him back to the French windows on the second floor. He put Ji Anhe down and imprisoned Ji Anhe in front of the French windows where the curtains were not drawn, forcing Ji Anhe to look out.

Song Yu's stilted building was built on the Erhai Lake, and he specially installed floor-to-ceiling windows for the scenery of seeing the sea when he wakes up.

The moonlight was reflected in the white snow on the top of the mountain in the distance, and it was also shrouded in the mist of the Erhai Lake, and finally shone into Ji Anhe's eyes.

Song Yu licked against Ji Anhe's neck, slowly returned to Ji Anhe's ear, and said softly, "Mr. Ji said the snow." His finger stopped above the French window, pointing at the snow in the distant mountains, After nodding, he pointed to the reflection of the moon rising above the mountain top into the night sky in the mist of the Erhai Lake, "You and the moon are both here, and I am here too."

"Song Yu..." Ji Anhe's eyes were suddenly deep, and he could hear clearly Song Yu's words inviting him, and he could clearly feel the changes in Song Yu's place behind him.

"Ji Anhe." Song Yu changed his title again, and his soft calling gradually changed from warm to prolonged, just like his feelings for Ji Anhe these days.

"Ah."

"Ji Anhe..."

"Ji Anhe..."

Warm at first sight, long in love.

"Ji Anhe."

"Yeah." The person with his back to Song Yu stood naked in front of the French window.

"Can you..."

"Song Yu." Song Yu still didn't ask the half sentence, Ji Anhe interrupted him, his ten fingers were clasped by Song Yu from behind, and they were firmly pressed against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Song Yu clasped Ji Anhe's ten fingers tightly, and the strength of the kiss gradually increased, and the number of back and forth under Ji Anhe's body suddenly accelerated.

Standing behind Ji Anhe, he turned his head sideways and bit Ji Anhe from the side of his shoulder and neck, biting Ji Anhe with anger, sadness, or hysterical force.

The fog in front of Ji An and his eyes gradually increased, making it difficult for him to tell whether it was the moisture in his eyes or the moisture in front of the French windows.

The only thing he could distinguish was the blurred moonlight outside the window, the blurred color of snow, and Song Yu clasping his hands behind him, wanting to ask him if he could stay.

"Song Yu."

"En." Song Yu responded.

"Do you still remember the fish kiss your sister said? Let me ask for a fish kiss." Ji Anhe reminded.

Song Yu clasped Ji Anhe's hand stiffly for a while, then let go, followed by the things he buried in Ji Anhe's body also retreated, he turned and went into the toilet, and slammed the door of the toilet hard.

Looking at the door that was closed for him, Ji Anhe's eyes suddenly became bitter, and he leaned back against the glass of the French window in a weak state.

The moisture in the corners of his eyes became heavier, and his lips trembled twice.

"Song Yu..." He read these two words softly.

Ji Anhe read it casually, but these two words were what he couldn't let go of.

In the dead of night, the sound of insects rustled, and the moonlight was sucked by the dark night in Erhai Lake.

There is less ambiguity, but more anonymous desolation.

The author says:

Song Yu explained the fish kiss interpreted by her sister before. In the end, Song Yu was angry. The little sisters who can’t understand and can’t wait can look back and show the way. If you are willing to wait for the next chapter, you will write the chapter about fish.