Chapter 18

Chu Yu was a little confused and sat down as Zhong Heng said.

When Zhong Heng's fingers touched her scalp with the warm air from the hair dryer, she suddenly recalled the scene where her mother blew her hair on her as careful, gentle, and full of love.

Chu and He are not in conflict with any form of love. As long as they like each other and do not hurt innocent people, it doesn’t hurt them. Then it doesn’t hurt a sister-brother relationship.

But she never thought that this person would be Zhong Heng.

Zhong Heng is a person who suddenly entered her life. They neither understand each other nor comfort each other. Chu Yu even feels that he and her have no basis for having feelings for each other.

It was a trance, hazy and short-lived heart-warming moment that hit me. I suddenly turned around but couldn't find any trace of its existence.

Chu Yu cannot be responsible for this moment of heart-warming.

It’s okay for others. Whether they refuse or accept it, whether they really want a relationship or just a superficial physical relationship, she can express her thoughts openly.

But it doesn't work for Zhong Heng. He is also his younger brother, although the content of this younger brother is not real.

alright.Zhong Heng turned off the blowing wind and pulled Chu Yu out of his thousands of thoughts.

Chu Yu lowered his head and shook his hair, then stood up, put the blower back into the drawer, and let's go.What movies do you watch?

Do you like older or newer?

Chu Yu followed Zhong Heng and thought for a while: You should be older.

I watched "Casablanca", a very classic love movie.

The ending of the movie is somewhat disappointing. Chu Yu can't say whether he is as generous as Rick and is willing to let his beloved woman go, but she is very likely to give up love for freedom.

Both of them were still a little silent after watching the movie. Zhong Heng got up and took two glasses of water and handed them to Chu Yu.If you were Rick, what would you do?

Chu Yu took the water and took a sip. The water temperature was just right and his throat became much refreshed. Let her go.No matter how much I like it, I will not destroy her existing family.And she wants to leave, I won't stay.Chu Yu quickly finished a glass of water, placed the cup on the table, looked up at Zhong Heng, and asked back: Where are you?

Even if you truly love each other, won’t you destroy his family?

Well, no.

Then you shouldn't like the movie that Junichi Watanabe?

fine.There is always a difference between film and television works and reality.

Then how do you think of the sense of fate?What do you think of the sentence ‘There are s many twins in the wrld, there are s many pubs in the twin, she ges in mine’?

Chu Yu walked to the door and didn't expect Zhong Heng to have a deep chat. He stopped. I felt helpless and unwilling.There will be ideas like "It can be me" and "why".But in fact, I like this feeling of regret. There are eight kinds of sufferings in life, such as birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, love and separation, unable to seek, unable to let go, and unable to seek, the most touching thing is.

What you can't get is the best?Zhong Heng leaned on the edge of the sofa, and half of the water in the cup was still in the dark. He raised his head and drank the water in the cup in one gulp, put down the cup, walked to Chu Yu, without waiting for Chu Yu to answer, can I kiss you?Red rose.

After speaking, he bent down and looked straight into Chu Yu's eyes, as if he was really asking for advice.

The projection behind Zhong Heng was still playing the list of the film staff. A slight light was emitted from the black background and white words. Zhong Heng was carrying the projection screen, and only the warm yellow light from the porch that was hidden from the door was pouring on his face.

Chu Yu did not answer, glanced at the direction of the door handle with his eyes slanted, and reached out to explore the edge of the door, at least letting more light enter.

Zhong Heng still stared at Chu Yu, but somehow he guessed Chu Yu’s thoughts. The door was locked with a click, and Chu Yu’s lips were locked as well.

Zhong Heng's kiss was very gentle. He kissed Chu Yu's lower lip and then kissed the upper lip. Although he took the initiative, he was also a boy, and he was somewhat immature.

Chu Yu was still surprised by his sudden attack. Zhong Heng did not poke his tongue in. Instead, after Chu Yu reacted, he subconsciously stuck out his tongue to press Zhong Heng's lips, and he also retreated, trying to break free.

It was not until then that Zhong Heng realized, and his tongue grabbed Chu Yu's tongue and entwined it deeply.

Chu Yu's tongue tip was almost numb because it was sucked. He raised his hand to touch Zhong Heng's chest. Fortunately, Zhong Heng let go of her tongue and continued to kiss her upper and lower lips. He gently swept Chu Yu's upper palate with the tip of his tongue. Chu Yu's mouth was numb for a while, and the person became softer.

Zhong Heng seemed to be more skillful as he kissed Chu Yu, and after he hit Chu Yu's palate, he went to search for her tongue tip. It was just like this trick and he immediately changed to another look.

At the end of the kiss, Chu Yu was kissed until even the alveolar cells began to feel hypoxia. He calmed his waist and inhale his breath, and his body was so soft that he was about to fall down at any time.

Zhong Heng stretched out his hand and held Chu Yu's hand with one hand and her waist with the other. Under the thin fabric was her skin, and he could almost feel the movement of the abdominal cavity caused by Chu Yu's inhalation frequency and amplitude.

But what to do? He still wants, wants more.