at the same time.
Shanghai Medical Dormitory.
Xie Qingcheng received a phone call in a vague sleep.
"Old Zheng?"
Zheng Jingfeng: "I want to meet you alone."
Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment and looked at his watch: "This point?"
"That's it."
"... Well, tell me your location, where can I meet you?"
Xie Qingcheng had no doubts about Zheng Jingfeng.
Get dressed and get ready to go out.
Although the movement was very light, it still woke He Yu.
"where did you go?"
"...Buy breakfast." Xie Qingcheng lied, "should be back soon. Go to sleep."
He Yu just let it go, and continued to sleep in Xie Qingcheng's bed.
Xie Qingcheng took a taxi at the address given by Zheng Jingfeng. It was a very remote area in Shanghai, and it was probably a problem with the transceiver base station. The network signal there was only one grid, and the interference was great.
Xie Qingcheng walked into an old abandoned factory.
Zheng Jingfeng was sitting there, low, wearing plain clothes and so on.
"Why did you suddenly ask me to meet here?" Xie Qingcheng asked.
Zheng Jingfeng remained low and did not speak immediately. It wasn't morning yet, although the sky was already showing a thin golden color, but the weak morning light was not enough to illuminate the glass with a thick layer of gray, and the abandoned factory building was still dark.
The door that Xie Qingcheng opened was not fully closed, and when the wind blew, it creaked.
"Old Zheng?"
Zheng Jingfeng didn't answer, but a very eerie bell suddenly sounded in the abandoned factory building.
"Throw it, throw it away, throw away the handkerchief, put it gently behind the children, and don't tell me..."
Xie Qingcheng was taken aback - is this a nursery rhyme? !
Flat mechanical sounds came from all directions and echoed in this old factory building.
Xie Qingcheng realized that something was wrong, and raised his hand to touch Zheng Jingfeng's lowered body.
Under this touch-
boom.
Zheng Jingfeng fell to the ground, Xie Qingcheng finally saw his face...
It was a bloody face, exactly like Xie Qingcheng's parents, crushed to the point where half of his face was broken.
A very scary face.
"Lao Zheng... Lao Zheng!!"
—
"Xie Qingcheng! Xie Qingcheng!!"
Xie Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes.
What caught his eyes was He Yu's very anxious face.
When he woke up, He Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're having a nightmare."
"..." Xie Qingcheng's face was terrifyingly pale, lying on the sofa, like a fish out of water, his chest heaving violently and silently.
He couldn't speak, his throat seemed to be choked.
The last scene in the dream was too terrifying, what I saw was not just Zheng Jingfeng's face.
The face was covered in blood and the flesh was so hideous that it was almost indistinguishable. So it could be Zheng Jingfeng, his parents, or even Qin Ciyan, who died tragically under Yi Beihai.
Can't speak. The whole person was shaking.
This dream really "revealed" his deepest fear - not wanting to see anyone close to him die so tragically.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, it's just a dream."
"… "
"Xie Qingcheng, it was just a dream."
Xie Qing was lying there, his whole body was cold, only his palms were warm, and he held that bit of warmth tightly, and it took a long time to swim out of the nightmare.
After returning to his senses, he found that it was He Yu's hand that he was holding on tightly.
He immediately released his hand.
Xie Qingcheng used an inhuman calm to clean up the undeserved fragility on his face, while sitting up forcibly.
Without looking at He Yu's face, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the back of He Yu's hand.
Hoarsely: "Sorry."
"… "
"I… go wash my face."
As soon as Xie Qingcheng got up, he was dragged down by a strong road. He was a little unsteady when he first woke up, and he was dragged and fell back to the sofa with one arm.
Xie Qingcheng met He Yu's angry face through his loose forehead hair.
"Why are you acting like me? Can't you just lie down?"
"… let me go."
The response was He Yu's more arrogant way.
Xie Qingcheng frowned and said, "...heavy."
He Yu ignored him, but actually hugged him like that. The young man usually exercises scientifically, and his physical fitness is very good.
On the other hand, Xie Qingcheng's face suddenly turned ugly: "Your mother, let me down!"
He Yu carried the person into the bedroom, threw it heavily on the bed, and pressed him on it.
Xie Qingcheng: "You!"
He Yu looked at his eyes from a close distance: "It's only four o'clock in the morning. Can't you sleep?"
"… "
"I'll accompany you."
Xie Qingcheng's body is very cold, he is not young anymore, his constitution is not good, and the blood circulation is not so smooth. Especially after the dream, the hands and feet are even colder.
He Yu is very hot. Twenty-year-old boys are often like a stove, so holding them like this is not uncomfortable in terms of biological energy.
But Xie Qingcheng didn't like it.
I don't like being hugged, and I don't like being hugged by a man.
Xie Qingcheng said, "I'm not sleepy anymore, let go."
"sleep."
"You sleep by yourself, let go of me."
People with low feelings/desires tend to forget that people in the world aren't like that.
Xie Qingcheng and He Yu were entangled and pulled on the bed, unavoidable physical contact.
He Yu is a physiologically normal, twenty-year-old male college student, not a cold mature man like Xie Qingcheng. How can he stand such a grind? Gradually, He Yu's eyes became darker. stand up.
Whispered: "Xie Qingcheng, you don't move."
Xie Qingcheng was even more uncomfortable when he heard it. Not only did this person not listen, but he even gave orders, and it seemed that he was on fire: "Are you going to play with me at four in the morning to be a wooden figurine? A childish bastard?"
Get out of bed with that.
He Yu slammed into the center of the mattress with a bang, lowered his eyes, and even breathed heavily: "How can you be considerate of everyone, but not me?"
Xie Qingcheng just wanted to ask me why I didn't understand you.
He Yu was holding the arm, and the whole person was pressing heavily on his body.
"felt it?"
He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng's paler face beneath him with no expression, and then said almost aggrieved: "I really have been enduring it. You still treat me like this."
"… "
"Who is the childish ghost, Brother Xie?"
Xie Qingcheng: "...Your mother got off me."
He Yu: "Then would you like to sleep with me quietly?"
"Go down."
"... Xie Qingcheng, you don't even want to sleep, you are a childish ghost."
"Down-"
To break between the lips and teeth.
He Yu couldn't bear the fiery love, the crazy possessiveness, and the unspeakable desire for pity.
These desires pushed him to kiss Xie Qingcheng's lips heavily.
This kiss is completely different from watching fireworks and cutting the cake before. It is a man who can feel the desire information of male/mating/mating. This is a passionate kiss that only occurs when making love. Xie Qingcheng couldn't bear such aggression for a while, and wanted to break free, but was firmly held down.
Xie Qingcheng, who lost an arm, became more difficult to resist in front of He Yu. Xie Qingcheng had to endure such an indulgent, affectionate and desperate kiss. , looked at with those quiet peach eyes.
"He Yu, do you understand that you are responsible for yourself?"
"… "
"You have nothing to do with me, don't do this kind of thing that will make you sink deeper and deeper, and make a mistake."
He Yu paused for a moment, panting slightly, those night-like eyes staring at him with a frenzy, swaying and paranoid.
"Your words are twelve years too late."
"Xie Qingcheng, when I saw you for the first time, I may have already started to fall. Because of you, my world has hope. Because of you, I have a completely Accompanying people who fully understand my pain."
"If what you and I are doing is wrong, it has been wrong since you handed me your hand twelve years ago."
Xie Qingcheng thought it was too absurd, and said to the boy who was pressing on him, "I said, you are treating your dependence on your peers as your love. It's time to wake up."
"No." He Yu said, "The thing you feel is not dependent on one person to become like this."
"I just like you, Xie Qingcheng, if you think I'm wrong, then I'll keep being wrong. I can be wrong for the rest of my life. On the day I die, it will prove that I'm right."
"Don't be so sad, so restless, don't wake up in your sleep. Because I'm still alive, every day, every minute, every second of my life, I love you, I will protect you, I will not leave you ."
The boy's eyes were filled with heavy emotions. In such a close look, he slammed into Xie Qingcheng's chest. Xie Qingcheng thought that he had broken ground on the icefield and would not cause any waves. But what He Yu threw was not a stone nor a stone, but turned the light of the entire sky into a meteor shower, and even the ice field couldn't help shaking when it fell.
Xie Qingcheng was in a trance for a moment, He Yu closed his eyes, his trembling eyelashes were lowered, attached to him, and he kissed heavily...
This kiss is lingering and lustful, in the wet kiss, in the rapid breathing, in each staggered posture, between the gasps.
He Yu murmured over and over again: "Xie Qingcheng, I like you, I'm not wrong."
"I like you."
"I miss you."
"I only have you."
Xie Qingcheng was kissed and read, and for some reason he felt very sour in his chest.
I thought it was to sympathize with He Yu's obsession with not being rewarded.
But like, more than that.
"Xie Qingcheng... Xie Qingcheng..."
"..." Why is this person so obsessed with it
But the boy's eyes are obsessed with "fascinated", and he doesn't even need any reason.
"Are you looking at me?"
"… "
"Look at me and I'll always be with you. You don't have to live among the dead. I'll always be with you."
"… "
"No more nightmares. I've always been."
He Yu is a very peeping person, and Xie Qingcheng was touched by what he said.
Raising his eyes, he met Xingmu, who was close at hand to Shang Heyu.
The peach blossom eye looked at the almond eye.
Then, the almond eyes seemed to be a little wet.
He Yuxiang received some kind of silent encouragement, brushed away the broken hair in front of Xie Qingcheng's forehead, hugged and kissed with bone-cutting lust.
The atmosphere of the big bed became more and more charming, and the entanglement of lips and teeth was like a fire, burning into the entanglement of limbs.
The sound of breathing in the room became heavy and rapid, sometimes accompanied by the creaking sound of Simmons when he turned his body.
The clock on the wall pointed to 4:30 in the morning, and He Yu was entangled, as if the night had just begun.
However-
"Jingle Bell!"
At this strange time, the phone that Xie Qingcheng had left in the living room suddenly rang.
The bell rang endlessly, and suddenly woke Xie Qingcheng from He Yu's Gu nightmare.
Xie Qingcheng suddenly had a clear mind, suddenly realized what he was doing, and pushed He Yu away at once.
The middle even said, damn it, dangerous.
Her peach blossom eyes were still flushed with lust, but her eyes had calmed down.
Staring at He Yu cautiously: "I'll go answer the phone."
He Yu was so angry that he pulled him back, and his pupils were red: "Take it! Definitely real estate agency stock investment in preschool education!"
Talk about wrapping up.
But once Xie Qingcheng is awake, how easy is it to lose his mind, plus the diligent phone calls in the living room one after another, it is obviously not an advertisement message but someone really looking for something.
Xie Qingcheng still insisted on pushing away the young man who was still in lust, pulled his clothes tightly, and got out of bed to answer the phone.
The young man was so angry that he punched the bed, and the bed board of Brother Xie was cracked.
When He Yu lay down on the bed, his teeth were shattered, what beast! !
"What happened?" Xie Qingcheng's voice came from the living room, reporting who the beast was - "Lao Zheng."