I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

Chapter 71 I'm Sorry

"I miss you too."

When Zhong Xun was hugged at first, he was startled in a daze, his back was numb, and he almost fought back.

Then he raised his head and before he could see Tingdong's face clearly, he smelled the familiar clean and cold smell on his body, his nose was sour, and the tears flowed down more and more uncontrollably.

He didn't feel scared all the way, but at the moment flustered and wronged, he rushed out in panic, put his arms around Chu Tingdong's shoulders, and couldn't help boiling the water.

I haven't seen him for two years, so there won't be much change. Chu Tingdong hugged him, stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of his head subconsciously, and felt that he had grown a little taller, and his messy curly hair had also grown a little.

Zhong Xun hasn't cried enough, his throat is choked, his eyes are so red and swollen that he can't open them, and he can't talk now.

Chu Tingdong didn't know what to say.

He waited angrily for a long time yesterday, including the whole night, and then waited anxiously all morning, thinking that he would not get lost, but couldn't help thinking about it, and now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come in first." Chu Tingdong held his wrist and stayed up all night, his voice was hoarse when he spoke.

Zhong Xun's eyes were red and hot, he secretly rubbed on Chu Tingdong's shoulder, and when Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist, he subconsciously listened to him and wanted to go with him.

But just as he lifted his leg up the steps, he suddenly stopped, bit his lip and stood still.

He cried for too long. Ever since he received that postcard, he couldn't hold back his tears. Sitting on the plane and looking at the clouds and night through the porthole, he wanted to cry too. When he got off the plane, the clear blue sky of Minneapolis It also shook him so much that he wanted to cry, and the closer he got, the faster his heart beat, almost jumping out of his throat.

His hands are still trembling now, and his legs are also trembling. He holds on to his breath, otherwise he will fall to his knees when his knees give up.

"What's wrong?" Chu Tingdong raised his eyes and asked him in a low voice.

Zhong Xun's hair was messy and slightly curled, and the rubber band was accidentally broken, and now it fell down to his neck.

The broken hair half covered the eyes, the peach blossom eyes were soaked with tears, they were exceptionally black and clear, but the ends of the eyes were extremely red.

The white T-shirt, jeans, and the thin jacket on his body had been tossed on the plane for nearly twenty hours, and they were loose, wrinkled, and a little dirty.

He was dragging a suitcase, looking miserable like a little stray dog, but there was still stubbornness in his eyes.

During the two years of anxious waiting, every postcard that received no response made his heart tremble.

He didn't want to admit that he did something wrong, he asked for trouble, but now that he has found the person he wants to see through the mountains and mountains, he can't help but want to get a result eagerly.

He raised the back of his hand and wiped his eyes vigorously. Chu Tingdong wanted to drag him to the apartment first, but he still refused. He stood at the bottom of the steps, his voice hoarse than someone who hadn't slept all night, and whispered with his neck stuck:

"My boyfriend can pull me in. Are you my boyfriend? If not, leave me alone!"

Chu Tingdong took a deep breath for a moment, but didn't make a sound.

Zhong Xun asked him again in a low voice, but he didn't speak. He had already finished crying, and couldn't help but choked up again.

His face was full of tears, it was too embarrassing, he wanted to come back later, turned his head and left with red eyes.

Chu Tingdong is no longer used to him messing about, no matter what he wants to break up or what to do, he has to calm down, Zhong Xun is stubborn and refuses to go with him, so he stretches out his hand to hug him in.

It was conspicuous enough for Zhong Xun to cry like this while carrying a suitcase. They were still chattering outside the apartment, and people had already stopped to watch.

Except this is Minneapolis, and most people don't understand what they're saying.

It wasn't until Chu Tingdong was so angry that his reason melted away that he frowned and hugged him, Zhong Xun was still struggling hard, and the people next to him thought they were going to fight, so they couldn't help but stop it.

Zhong Xun's cheeks are fair and beautiful, he is still very thin, his lips are pursed, his messy curly hair hangs down, even if his eyes are red and swollen from crying, he still looks like a beautiful and weak foreign boy.

Chu Tingdong's complexion was not very good-looking at first, but now at first glance, he thought he was bullying Zhong Xun.

A young man passed by on a bicycle and stopped to ask them what was going on. Chu Tingdong had a headache and explained to him that he was Zhong Xun's boyfriend.

But the young man looked suspicious and didn't intend to leave, obviously not fully convinced yet.

They all spoke English, and Zhong Xun was still buzzing in his ears, but now he couldn't understand, so he raised his head and looked over in a daze.

Chu Tingdong took care of this horrible little bastard.

He half hugged Zhong Xun, afraid that he would run away, the other hand was still holding his wrist, he did not let go, his voice was deep, and he lowered his eyes and asked him, "Am I your boyfriend?"

"Uh..." Zhong Xun was hugged, the long-lost embrace made his eyes moist, he couldn't help feeling dizzy, nodded and said, "Yes... yes."

He only realized it now, his cheeks were burning hot, he pushed Chu Tingdong away to explain to others, Chu Tingdong thought he could at most utter a few words, such as "boyfriend" or something.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Xun spoke a complete sentence with his completely unfluent pronunciation.

"I'm sorry," Zhong Xun said to others in English, "I had an argument with my boyfriend, and I came to find him."

They really looked like they knew each other, and it didn't look like they were going to fight, so the young man left by bicycle.

Zhong Xun really couldn't run away now, he was dragged in with his arms and arms, and Chu Tingdong carried his suitcase into the apartment together with his bulging schoolbag.

The door closed behind him, and the surroundings became silent, his eyes met each other, and Zhong Xun couldn't help the redness in his eyes.

"Didn't you arrive at the airport at [-]:[-]?" Chu Tingdong grabbed his hand and asked, "Why did you come?"

Zhong Xun lowered his head and stared at his toes for a while, then raised his eyes to look at him again, and whispered awkwardly, "I'm lost."

He clearly has a good sense of direction in China, he knows all the winding alleys on Xiujing Street like a treasure, and he never misses it no matter how he runs, when he goes abroad, he simply doesn't even recognize the south, east, north, and west.

I got lost in the airport for a while, and continued to get lost after leaving the airport. I looked at the map for a long time.

Finally got a taxi, struggling to let the driver find the location of this apartment. There is a section of the road here that is not easy to drive. The driver pointed him in the direction and said that it would take 5 minutes to get there, so he walked on. , but walked for half an hour.

He also got off a translation software in the car, and said that the sentence he had quarreled with his boyfriend was learned more than half an hour ago, and now he took it out and sold it again.

Chu Tingdong laughed angrily, and asked again: "Are you tired?"

His voice sounded deeper than it had been in high school, and now it was low and soft.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun slightly opened his lower lips, and with his ears burning, he said softly, "I'm hungry."

From the time they met to now, they finally managed to communicate a little bit normally. Chu Tingdong didn't say anything more to him, but asked him to take off his coat, and then went to sit in the restaurant, wanting to get him something to eat first.

But Zhong Xun still stood there without moving. He stared at Chu Tingdong in a daze, tears dropped when he lowered his eyelashes, raised his eyes again, and asked Chu Tingdong, "Brother, do you think I've grown taller?"

Chu Tingdong's eyes were cold, he frowned and did not speak.

He thinks his blood pressure is still a little high.

Zhong Xun kept his left hand behind his back. In fact, he was so thin that he couldn't hide anything at all.

But Chu Tingdong didn't look behind him just now, just staring at his wet cheeks, only now did he catch a glimpse of red.

"What?" Chu Tingdong asked in a low voice.

Zhong Xun hugged a bouquet of soft and moist roses with his head. The bouquet was complicated, covering half of his face with the tip of his nose down. The petals were still stained with dew. The clothes are extremely beautiful, but the eyes are very round, just like a puppy, clean and bright.

He still remembered the specimen that he broke, but when he woke up with a drowsy fever that night, he disappeared without a trace. It should have been thrown away as garbage and never found again.

On the way from the airport to take a taxi to the apartment, he first went to buy this bouquet of roses, which was picked not long ago in the morning. It was no longer a stage performance, a prop that was discarded.

"I'm sorry," Zhong Xun burst into tears as soon as he opened his mouth, hiccupping from crying, he wanted to say I like you, but for some reason his voice became hoarse when he spoke, the tone changed, and the words he said also changed, his eyes blurred , and wanted to see Tingdong's face clearly, so he blinked hard, which made the eye sockets even redder, staring at him, and murmured, "Brother, I miss you so much."

Chu Tingdong's eyes were slightly hot, and he took the flowers he had carefully held in his arms all the way, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

His nose was very sore, but his voice was still cold and a bit hateful, and he said to his reddened ears, "I'll forget you if you're so mad."

Zhong Xun yelled all day, saying he was going to piss him off.

But when Chu Tingdong said these words, Zhong Xun was inexplicably unwilling to hear them. He didn't want to be really mad at Chu Tingdong.

He bumped all the way, and he seemed to have lost weight due to the bumps. He tightened his two thin arms around Chu Tingdong's waist, rubbed his cheek against his heart, and pleaded, "Brother, I won't be angry with you anymore, I will I don't want to break up with you either."

He raised his eyes in panic, swallowed weakly in his throat, and licked his lips a little, until they were a little moist, then he grabbed Chu Tingdong's shoulders, raised his head and kissed his lips.

Unexpectedly, Chu Tingdong put his arms around the back of his neck, hugged him, and pressed his head against his chest.

Don't let him touch it again.

"Stop messing around and go eat." Chu Tingdong raised his fingertips slightly and rubbed his hair.

Zhong Xun is very obedient now, he will do whatever Chu Tingdong asks him to do, he sat down in the dining room, saw Chu Tingdong brought a glass vase and put the bouquet of roses in place, he couldn't help staring at it.

When Chu Tingdong went to the kitchen to cook for him, he didn't bother to take a look at the apartment. It was a duplex with an upper floor, bright and spacious. There were several coats and several pairs of shoes hanging by the door.

He recognized the fashion brand among them, the color was bright, it must not be Chu Tingdong's, and he almost stood up abruptly.

Looking around for a while, there are not only these pairs of shoes in this apartment, but also many traces of other people who have lived there.

He held back, but still couldn't hold back, and when Chu Tingdong brought him some fried dumplings and a bowl of shrimp porridge, he asked softly, "Brother, who are you living with?"

When Chu Tingdong saw his expression, he knew what was going on in his mind. Not used to his stink, he lowered his head and picked up a fried dumpling, and said after eating, "What do you think?"

Zhong Xun pursed his lower lip and wanted to say that you didn't live with me, did you live with someone else?

He lowered his eyelashes and ate half a plate of dumplings. His stomach felt so good that he couldn't do anything. He said, "Is that your teammate? Xue He?"

"En." Chu Tingdong looked at him and replied.

Zhong Xun made a face full of embarrassment, completely relieved now.

"If I live with someone else," Chu Tingdong looked at him angrily, frowned deeply, and asked him in a low voice, "Why should I pick you up?"

Zhong Xun faltered and couldn't speak.

After he finished eating, Chu Tingdong took him to the bedroom and found some clean clothes for him. No matter how careless Zhong Xun was, even he himself felt that his body smelled so bad.

He raised his hand to put on the T-shirt, but he dragged the suitcase all the way, holding a large bouquet of roses in his arms, his arm has no strength now, the T-shirt is half worn, hanging on the elbow, and a part is still exposed The white and thin waist couldn't be pulled off no matter what, and the cheeks occasionally exposed from the neckline became even more red.

Chu Tingdong looked down for a while, couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and walked over to help him.

He put his arms around Zhong Xun's waist, and when he lowered his head, his chin rested on the top of his soft, fluffy hair. He also held Zhong Xun's wrists, and Zhong Xun's unworn T-shirt was still in front of him, so he leaned into him In his arms, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red and hot.

Chu Tingdong hugged him very tightly, Zhong Xun suddenly didn't want to ask anything, just holding him like this, he knew that Chu Tingdong also missed him very much.

But Chu Tingdong lowered his head, leaned close to his ear, and said softly, "I miss you too."