Negative Electrode Material Chapter 54

Stay overnight

Chapter 54 Staying Overnight

It was already evening after work for the day, and Gao Le was called away by his colleagues. After the work was over, only Julien and Gao Huan were left.

Gao Huan: “Shall I take you back?”

“Okay.”

The two of them chatted about today’s shooting in the car. The atmosphere was lukewarm, but very relaxed. It was the rhythm they had figured out on their own in the past few months.

The set was not far from Julien’s shared apartment, and soon the car drove downstairs.Gao Huan originally didn’t need to stay much longer, but Julien pointed him to a parking space. He hesitated for a moment, then turned the steering wheel and parked.

As soon as the car turned off, the person sitting next to him moved over, held his face in his hands and kissed him hard.

It was a wet and cold night in late winter, but the car became an overheated space.

Julien put one hand deep into Gao Huan’s silky hair and the other into his coat. His hand was a little cold.Gao Huan flinched slightly, but was set on fire in the next second. His breathing became chaotic and his body lost control.He let the hand run up and down his body until both of them were breathing heavily.He pushed Julien away slightly. The other person’s lips were exaggeratedly red from the kiss, and his eyes were wet and blurry.

“Is your roommate here?”

“Does it matter?”

Julien said, raised one corner of his mouth, pushed Gao Huan’s hand, and got out of the car first.Gao Huan wiped his lips and followed.

At three o’clock in the morning, the wind outside suddenly picked up, and the window frames shook slightly.

Gao Huan struggled in his chaotic dream and woke up suddenly.He opened his eyes and was stunned for several seconds before realizing that his head was resting on Julien’s shoulder, his chest was against Julien’s side, and their legs were naturally entangled.Julien was still sleeping deeply, breathing thin and even.

He didn’t drink.He has been extremely awake since last night.The more awake I am, the more I feel an inexplicable, slowly falling feeling of weightlessness.He suddenly felt that if he stayed for one more second, this relationship would be misunderstood by him as something else.

So he slowly and gently pulled away and sat up.Using the faint brightness of the phone screen, he searched for his clothes between the floor and the sofa. Just when he was about to bend down to pick up the clothes, Julien suddenly reached out in the darkness and grabbed his wrist.

The movement is very light and has no force, but it makes people unable to move.

Gao Huan froze.

After a long time, or a few minutes that felt long, Gao Huan put down the clothes in his hands and lay back on the bed, returning to his already cold half of the bed.

Julien wrapped him in a quilt, hugged him naturally, and blew his warm breath into his ear.Gao Huan took a breath of the man’s warm scent, closed his eyes again, and quickly fell asleep again.

When Gao Huan woke up the next morning, the lights were not turned on in the room, but the cold sunlight filtered through the curtains.

He slept deeply this time, and when he opened his eyes, his whole body felt relaxed, but the people around him were gone.He grabbed his clothes and put them on. When he opened the door, he saw the orange light on in the outhouse kitchen. Julien was making coffee in front of the stove. He was only wearing a gray T-shirt. His hair was messy and he looked like he had just gotten up.He walked over and leaned against the dining table.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Very good.”

“Coffee?”

“Okay, thank you.”

“The sugar is on the table and the milk is in the refrigerator.” Julien handed Gao Huan a cup of coffee. His fingers were well-joined and his nails were cut very short.

Gao Huan suddenly wanted to touch it, but he felt it was a bit greasy, so he just took the coffee and stood beside it for a while. Until the other party also left the stove with a cup of coffee, he walked together to the dining table and sat down.

The two of them were drinking coffee face to face at the small dining table. Gao Huan almost thought that this was how love started.

No one said anything, and no one asked.

He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. It was a bit bitter. He scooped two spoonfuls of sugar from the sugar bowl on the table.

Julien looked at him: “Too bitter?”

“Well, a little bit.” Gao Huan replied in a low voice.

In fact, he usually never adds sugar to his black coffee, but for some reason, when the coffee was bitter today, he instinctively wanted to add something sweet.

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