When Su Fang woke up, he found that there was an extra person in his arms.
?
His body was stiff and his eyes were blank.
Although he had never seen the person in his arms, there was no feeling of rejection in his heart. Instead, he felt satisfied.
It was as if the person he was holding was the person he cherished the most.
etc.
In arms?
Su Fang realized belatedly that she was actually holding his waist.
So he carefully pulled away his hand. Just as he was about to pull away, the person in his arms suddenly moved.
He immediately stopped moving, fearing that he would wake up.
Seeing that the other party was sleeping deeply, he stretched out his hands and opened them in front of his eyes.
This hand was much larger than what he was used to.
The shape of the hand is very familiar, and the nails on the hand are also the most familiar curve to him.
A voice in his heart told him that this was his hand.
All this was too weird. He raised his eyes and looked around. He saw the unfamiliar room furnishings. This was not his bedroom.
With his excellent eyesight, he saw a photo on the table on the bedside table. There were two people in the photo. One of them looked very familiar. It was him, but he was not him.
It's him as an adult.
Su Fang secretly speculated that the person in the photo turned his head and looked at the person next to him, showing deep affection in his expression.
Even his hands were wrapped around his waist, as if to declare his right of possession.
A bold guess is about to come out.
It was like he was in the future.
So is this his future?
Is the person in his arms his future lover?
So he stood up carefully. The person on the bed didn't notice his movements and was sleeping soundly.
He came out of the bedroom silently and looked at everything outside.
From the layout of the room to the style of the home, everything is what he likes.
He came to the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror.
Familiar and strange.
Her facial features are much more mature than those of her high school self, her face has sharp edges and corners, and her burgundy eyes are much deeper than those of her high school self.
The height has steadily reached the 180 mark, and the figure is naturally much taller and taller.
Sure enough, it was my future self.
He raised his hand and repeatedly clenched his fingers into a fist. Even his body's strength was much stronger than before.
He was about to wash up, and when he was about to pick up the toothbrush, he paused. There were two toothbrushes side by side, with the same appearance, but slightly different handles, one red and one black. He picked up the red toothbrush based on his body feeling.
After washing, he passed by the door of a room, and a strange fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and he paused.
It's a very familiar smell.
A smell he has been accustomed to since he was a child.
He pushed open the door and entered.
really.
It's a big clothing room.
There were many clothes hanging inside, half of them were Chinese clothes, and the remaining half were some common styles of clothes. The size didn't seem to be his size, but more consistent with the size of the person who woke up and slept in his arms in the morning.
There were a few pieces of paper scattered messily on the table in the clothing room. He picked them up and saw that they were design drawings of clothes. Some were designed for himself, and some were designed for his lover. There was also a small star in the lower right corner. The little love is obviously from his hand.
When he came to his senses, he was already sitting and standing in front of the dining table. In front of him was the breakfast he had just made for two people.
Rice, miso soup, pickled side dishes, traditional Japanese breakfast.
As soon as the meal was done, another person in the room just came out of the bathroom.
Her hair was still wet, and she was wiping it with a white towel in her hand.
The moment her silver eyes saw him, they suddenly became as gentle as water.
A faint smile appeared on his face: "Good morning."
Before he could react, his body had already answered for him: "Good morning."
Unexpectedly, the movements of the other party's hands suddenly stopped, and his eyes scanned him up and down. Finally, his eyes fell on his face, and he walked up to him.
Su Fang tried hard to maintain his composure and tried his best to keep himself standing. Not long after, a warm touch suddenly came to his face, and it left as soon as he touched it. There was a little more concern in his silver eyes: "Are you not feeling well?"
Su Fang shook his head: "No."
The other party breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
During the meal, Su Fang was rarely silent, and the other party's eyes frequently swept over him.
I really can't do it myself.
Pretend to be someone else as if nothing happened.
After the meal, he sat on the sofa and called him in time to finish washing the dishes.
"I have something to tell you."
The man seemed to have had a premonition of this scene and sat across from him with a sullen face.
As he explained, a look of surprise slowly appeared on the man's face, then he understood, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief. Su Fang:?
The man smiled: "I thought something happened to you?"
"So, the real you are only 18 years old?"
For some reason, when he mentioned 18 years old, something flashed across the man's eyes, like a bird flying across the lake.
"You don't know me?" He rested his elbows on the armrests of the sofa, supported his chin on his palms, tilted his head, and said in deep thought, his eyes slowly becoming curious.
"?Should I know you?"
"In fact, 'Su Fang' has been pestering me since I was in junior high school."
"Wait, 'Tang'?"
How is it possible?
How could he do such a thing with his character?
"I am Kyosuke."
Kyo Sosuke narrated the process of how the two got to know each other. Even the people in the wind chime were exactly the same.
Even his own experience is almost exactly the same. The only difference is that there is no existence of Kyosuke in his past.
"It seems that it is Su Fang from the parallel world."
"Nice to meet you."
The man greeted him with a smile, but his eyes were very different from when he woke up in the morning. The vague and hot love disappeared. He realized very clearly that his identity at this time came from afar. friends.
And no longer a lover.
Suddenly, a feeling of jealousy rose up in his heart, like a kettle boiling, sizzling.
He is actually jealous of himself in this world.
It's incredible.
After realizing this fact, he smiled slightly.
"Is there anything you want to know?" Kyo Sosuke relaxed his body and settled on the sofa.
Su Fang asked: "Aren't you worried that I will never come back?"
"Then do you want to go back?"
"This is not my world."
The answer is self-evident, he will definitely go back.
The two were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, exchanging past experiences with each other. What surprised Su Fang was that Kyo Sosuke actually knew Su Fang's affairs very well.
Su Fang’s dreams, Su Fang’s preferences, Su Fang’s habits, and even what Su Fang experienced at Feng Chime are all clear.
In the process, the two gradually understood that the only difference between the two worlds was that Kyosuke did not go to Fuchi High School.
Kyo Sosuke couldn't help but start to daydream and guessed:
"I should still enter the game industry and eventually embark on the road of developing games myself."
"If you pay more attention to games, you should be able to find me."
The secret in his heart was suddenly exposed. The eighteen-year-old Su Fang was far less stable than he was as an adult. The shy expression on his face was successfully caught by Kyo Sosuke's eyes.
He smiled lightly, as if he had encountered something fun, and his whole body exuded a happy mood.
Su Fang couldn't help but said: "Stop laughing."
Kyo Sosuke's smile grew even louder for a moment. He covered his mouth with his hand to hide his smile, and his silver eyes curled up: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen Su Fang like this for a long time, and I feel a little nostalgic."
Su Fang:.
Su Fang: "Can I see the game you made?"
"Of course."
Kyosuke stood up, took out a few game disks from the cabinet on the side of the living room, and extended an invitation: "Want to play together?"
Su Fang readily agreed.
Just after Su Fang finished playing the last game, in a blink of an eye, he had returned to his bedroom.
On the computer in the bedroom was an introduction to a game. The style and type were very similar to the one he had just played.
On the other side, when Kyo Sosuke was about to stop the game experience, a force suddenly appeared on his waist pulling him backwards, and he fell firmly into the arms of the person behind him.
There is a furry red head on the shoulder, rubbing his neck like a kiss but not a kiss:
"Senior, are you very happy getting along with him?"
The tone seemed casual, but in fact it was full of jealousy.
Kyo Sosuke leaned against him with peace of mind and looked sideways at him. His burgundy eyes showed his familiar love, no longer unfamiliar and wary just now. He lowered his head and kissed those eyes gently: < br>
"I miss you."
"I miss you too, senior." His tone was hoarse.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a familiar warmth on his mouth, and he moved fiercely, as if he wanted to devour him, as if he wanted to confirm his existence.
Light or heavy massages came from the back, bringing a series of numbness.
Feeling the other person's uneasiness, he responded to the kiss and put his hands around the other person's waist, but unexpectedly attracted a more eager kiss from the other person.
His eyes were blurred, the ends of his eyes were red, and a little water stain appeared at the corners of his eyes, and he was immediately licked away by Su Fang.
Finally, just when Kyo Sosuke was too tired to fall asleep, he heard Su Fang whisper in his ear:
"Senior, I love you so much."
"I love you too."
He was so sleepy that he wasn't sure if he had said this sentence, but it didn't matter, he would definitely say it again when he woke up.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Alas, catching fish is addictive~There are only so many manuscripts saved