Le Zhishi still did not speak. After hearing Song Yu's voice, he panicked even more, which was almost beyond his control.
The tip of his nose was buried in a soft pillow, and the exhaled wet and hot water soaked the cotton fabric and also wetted his eyelashes.
Song Yu on the other end of the phone stopped talking.
"elder brother… "
Le Zhishi ignorantly discovered that he would still subconsciously call this title when he was most vulnerable. No matter how he deliberately avoided it, the instinctive dependence on his elder brother could not be changed and could not be replaced.
"Huh?" Song Yu's voice was deep, diametrically opposite to him, stable and safe.
"Can you hang up..." He suppressed his desire and asked quietly.
"Want to hang up?" Song Yu's voice was deep, with a nice resonance, "Where are you now, tell me."
Le Zhishi had difficulty uttering the word apartment, and then he held back his breath and told him, "It's on your bed."
Song Yu was quiet for a while, which made Lezhishi feel anxious. He wanted to hang up, but he was paradoxically eager to hear Song Yu's voice.
"Brother, can I hang up, it's very uncomfortable..."
Song Yu asked bluntly, "Aren't you thinking about me now?"
Le Zhishi couldn't tell. He couldn't say that all this was just because of a photo, or even just a hand, so simple and so casual.
"I take it as your default." Song Yu asked again, "Don't you want to hear my voice?"
Lezhishi could never lie to Song Yu.
"think… "
"Turn on the camera." Song Yu almost commanded.
Lezhishi's breathing has not yet subsided, and he has become more hasty under his pressure, "No, I want to hang up."
"When you were Lezhi, you were not behaved." Song Yu called his name directly, with the illusion of grinding his last bit of shame.
Lezhishi faintly felt that a certain emotion deep in her heart suddenly collapsed. He was like a dead leaf in autumn, crushed to pieces.
"I don't want to be obedient." He spoke a little angrily, putting his hot face on the pillow, eager for more oxygen in this room, his voice sounded a little pitiful, "Brother, don't you want me..."
Song Yu was silent for a few seconds, and his voice seemed to become a little dumb, "What do you think?"
His voice is always so nice, Le Zhishi felt that his heart probably had a hole in it, and the remaining thread was pulled by his hand, and it was uncomfortable when he pulled it.
He felt a little unfair, as if only he was dominated by lust, sobbed like an injured puppies, and shrank into the quilt, "Brother, are you cold..."
Song Yu chuckled on the other end. Le Zhishi was wearing earphones. The sound almost poured in, and the pores on his back trembled.
"When Lezhi, you are really naive."
"Is the medicine at hand?" Song Yu asked suddenly.
Le Zhishi glanced at the head of the bed, "In..."
"Watch your reaction, don't be too aggressive, it's dangerous."
This sentence is obviously a reminder that he may be sick, but on such occasions, there is a kind of experimental eroticism.
Song Yu's voice came again, "Need help? Still hang up."
Le Zhishi was a little flustered at this time, "Don't hang up..."
"Then open the video." Song Yu's tone was a bit tough, but quickly added, "I only look at your face."
Le Zhishi still compromised. He was bewildered and started the video dizzyly. The phone was resting on the pillow, and the camera was facing his face.
Song Yu's environment seemed very dark, as if sitting in front of a computer, he even dressed neatly, wrapped tightly in a black turtleneck sweater, and couldn't even see his Adam's apple.
His camera was not adjusted, and Lezhishi could only see Song Yu's thin lips and jaw, as well as his broad shoulders and chest.
Le Zhishi turned his head to the other side in shame, trying to avoid him.
In Song Yu's field of vision, he saw the white and red back of the neck under Le Zhishi's scattered hair, and the mole on it. His body twisted inconspicuously in the quilt.
He is like a cold robot, investigating Lezhi's reaction at this moment and his desire behavior, "Are you having an erection now?"
"Huh?" Le Zhishi was a little confused at first, as if he didn't understand Song Yu's words, and then panted and responded, "I got an erection..."
Song Yu asked coldly, staring at his reddening neck, "Why do you get an erection? What shouldn't you watch?"
"No, I just looked at your hand..." He rubbed the bed sheet, followed by the back of his neck, "Photo..."
Song Yu stopped for a second, and Le Zhishi's breathing also stopped with him.
"Can my hands excite you?"
"Hmm..." He exhaled a big breath, and under Song Yu's questioning, he began to become obedient and well-behaved, "... it's okay."
Song Yu's voice continued to come, without too much sense of temptation, cold and indifferent, "Then when I touch you, will you react?"
Le Zhishi's breathing became heavier, and his nasal cavity issued sticky monosyllables as an answer.
"Close your eyes." Song Yu ordered him, "too dry will make you uncomfortable, hold your finger."
"But my hands are dirty, do you mind?"
He shook his head in a panic, said he didn't mind, and then stretched out his hand from the quilt and put it in his mouth.
"turn around."
Facing his orders, Lezhishi was still struggling, "Um... No..."
Song Yu didn't persecute either, listening to Lezhi's ambiguous and ambiguous sound of water, it was also very good.
"Wet it a little bit and lick it with your tongue."
He heard Song Yu remind him, "Like you give me oral sex, understand?"
The previous pictures appeared uncontrollably in my mind. When I was Lezhi, my whole body was sweating, and the silk pajamas were attached to the skin, as if sucking every pore of him, "Um..."
Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his fingers were completely soaked.
"Extend your hand down." Song Yu made a calm voice and gave him the next instruction.
Le Zhishi did it groggyly, and then heard Song Yu say that he imagined his hand as his.
"Hold you."
Song Yu was like a machine disturbed by hormones. The frequency began to have problems and became less stable. He panted slightly and praised him.
"When Lezhi, you are so beautiful."
"The downside is also very cute."
Le Zhishi’s face was so hot that he could only move his genitals according to his instructions. This was completely unimaginable in the past. He was lying on the bed with his face sideways and opened his mouth to breathe. Repeating some broken, insignificant words, the tone of each sentence was hanging, trembling slightly, and the name of Song Yu was called in a weak and seductive tone.
"elder brother… "
Song Yu's voice was a little hoarse, as if the airflow was compressed in the throat.
"So like to call my brother in bed?"
Almost every word he said was stepped on the shame of Le Zhishi. His reason was gradually divided, and his whole body was controlled by desire. The face that was originally facing away from the camera was completely buried on the pillow at this moment, a little suffocated.
Song Yu's voice attracted him like a magnet, "Is it comfortable to do this kind of thing with your brother?"
The thirst for oxygen made him turn his face and unconsciously meet the camera. Sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, his cheeks were flushed with moist flushing, and the whole person seemed to be soaked.
"Comfortable." He closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembled, and his slightly opened lips intermittently confessed to Song Yu. He repeatedly said that he liked him and missed him very much. His breathing became more and more obvious, so that his voice changed.
Song Yu asked in a low voice, "Can I hurry up?"
"Um, yes." Lezhishi's body was slightly arched, "Brother, hold me..."
"Okay." Song Yu began to breathe a little, "Hold you from behind."
"Can you give me a kiss..." Lezhishi's moist lips rubbed the pillow, and he unintentionally stretched out the tip of his tongue, then retracted.
"When Lezhi, you are very good at seduce people."
Song Yu's voice sentenced him to the shame of desire, "Didn't you say that you wanted to be my brother?"
"Can you do these things with your brother? Lezhishi."
Every time he calls his full name, he has an overwhelming sense of oppression, and he is about to suffocate. When he is happy to know, he loses himself on the edge of lust and morality.
"I have no idea… "
"I don't know?" Song Yu cruelly revealed the truth with a dumb voice, "You don't know. You are about to get an orgasm by me."
"You are no different from the onset. You can't control your breathing."
Lezhishi was panting harder and harder, and every step was under Song Yu's control. He fiddled with himself weakly, sucked and breathed weakly, and his whole body was thickened with hot sweat, as if it was only covered with sweat. Broken bellows for honey.
"Medicine..." He started to be confused, thinking he was really sick.
"The medicine is useless." Song Yu gasped and told him, "Only I can save you."
"Save me, brother, save me."
"How do you want to save it?" Song Yu's voice was still cold, but with heavy breathing sounds. He asked the most straightforward words in the coldest voice, "Fuck you?"
"Fuck..." Lezhishi's tone was at a loss and there was no time to think. He lost his reason in the rush of breathing. The pain was accompanied by the crush of pleasure, leaving only unconscious learning, "Brother, fuck me..."
Song Yu didn't give him an answer, and Lezhishi couldn't stand it at all. His nipples were hard, rubbing against the sheets through his sweaty silk pajamas, almost reaching the limit. He just heard Song Yu's gradually heavy breathing, and he was almost at the limit. The rapid breathing made him almost breathe too much. He could only open his lips and gasp, and the crystal saliva from the corners of his mouth slowly soaked the pillow.
"Ha... Brother... No, I'm coming out..." Le Zhishi collapsed, his eyes opened slightly, and the light-colored pupils were covered with a layer of bewildering water vapor, "It will stain the sheets."
Even at the end, when watching Lezhi, who was completely manipulated by eroticism in the video, Song Yu was still like a tolerant brother and gave the final instructions.
"It's okay. Lele, you are good, you can shoot."
In the almost suffocating breath, he heard Song Yu say "I love you", and his head shot out blankly, like a kite with a broken wire, lost its restraint, and lost its strength, floating in the sky.
Lezhishi is not a person who emphasizes desire, and never even relieves himself, because there is no need for this. He always treats feelings innocently. The two masturbation he has done were because of missing Song Yu, which made him almost unacceptable. He lay down on the pillow blankly and resignedly, motionless.
On the other side of the phone, Song Yu saw that he seemed to be over. He just lay on the bed and panted. Then he called his nickname in a completely different tone from the previous one, "Lele."
He was very gentle at the moment, "Is it still uncomfortable?"
Lezhishi shook his head on his stomach and did not speak.
"I want to hug you very much." Song Yu is no longer the kind of posture that can control him wantonly. "You should be very soft and easy to hug now."
It is this kind of pragmatic speech again, but Lezhishi still doesn't want to speak.
After his sanity gradually recovered, he was almost buried in shame, unable to understand why he became like this. He clearly liked Song Yu purely.
Song Yu was very sensitive to the change in his mood, so he asked him what was wrong, "Is it uncomfortable?"
"No."
Le Zhishi's voice was not right, Song Yu keenly perceives it, and asks him: "Are you crying?"
Lezhi, who was guessing the center of mind, became more embarrassed in an instant. The edges of the cheeks and ears that can only be seen in the lens were red, "Don't worry about me, go to sleep."
"Why are you crying?" Song Yu didn't plan to leave, "Tell me, otherwise I can't sleep."
Le Zhishi didn't want Song Yu to lose sleep, so he still compromised in the struggle.
"How did I become like this? It wasn't like this before, it was because of you." Lezhishi cried a little, "I think about you every time."
Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and was quiet for a few seconds, guessing that Lezhishi was under pressure recently, too busy, and missed him so much that caused some emotional breakdown.
So he asked patiently: "Is this bad?"
Le Zhishi sniffed, "I think I'm very strange, I don't usually do this."
"It's not surprising, everyone is the same." Song Yu said calmly, "If you don't feel about me, I will wonder if you don't like me."
"I like you." Lezhishi quickly retorted, "I like you the most."
Song Yu smiled lightly, "Then can you accept this?" He seemed to be vaccinated, "There may be more excessive in the future."
"When is it from now?" Le Zhishi asked.
"While doing it." Song Yu lowered his voice, "I might bully you."
Lezhishi's face was hot with boredom. He turned his face to face the camera, his eyes and nose were wet and glowing red. Song Yu thought he was going to ask something, but his brain circuit was a bit strange. He didn't care about bullying or not, but asked , "Doesn't that count? Last time?"
"It doesn't count, it's a lot worse." In the camera, Song Yu only showed the lower half of his face, still in the black sweater that looked very abstinent. His thin lips opened and closed slightly, and the corners of his mouth were not curved, and he didn't look very happy.
"I'm crying like this. I don't know what I will cry in the future, so let's forget it."
"No," Le Zhishi was a little anxious when he was amused, and he shed a few tears physiologically, and rubbed it off the pillow with anger, "I won't cry next time."
"Really?" Song Yu's straight mouth curled up slightly, and he leaned on the backrest, revealing a full face, well-dressed, and even wearing glasses. Such a meticulous image is almost the opposite of Lezhishi.
"Really good." He gave Lezhishi the same compliment as a candy.
Le Zhishi stared at the person in the camera, blinked slowly and confusedly, and said softly, "I miss you so much."
Song Yu's eyes softened, he took off his glasses, raised his hand to make a gesture in the air, as if he was touching Lezhishi's hair, "I can't hold you in a bath anymore."
"I can do it myself." Le Zhishi remembered something, pulled off his clothes and admitted frankly, "but I am wearing your pajamas, and your bed is soiled by me. I am still drawing on it. Finished painting."
"It doesn't matter." Song Yu looked at him tenderly.
"But you love cleanliness." Lezhishi was a little uneasy about this.
Song Yu's expression was gentle, and the corners of his mouth raised a faint smile, "You are the cleanest child in the world, no matter what you do."
This sentence didn't have many beautiful and romantic rhetoric, it was just a simple response, but it made Lezhi Shi's heartbeat. He didn't know what to say, so he approached a little bit coquettishly and faced the camera. Kissing Song Yu, as if to express gratitude.
He didn't know if he had read it wrong, he always felt that Song Yu's face showed some apologetic expressions.
After a few seconds, Song Yu spoke and asked hesitantly, "Did I just be a bit fierce?"
Le Zhishi was a little embarrassed, and covered his face with a pillow, "A little bit."
"Not so next time." He promised and added later, "I don't know what you like."
Only at this moment did Le Zhishi suddenly react. In fact, Song Yu had no experience. He may just subconsciously show the desire to control.
"No." Le Zhishi lowered the pillow a bit, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes, "I like you to be fierce, especially when I call my full name."
Sorry for not taking care of it, he quickly continued: "But can you not be aggressive, can I?"
"Yeah." Song Yu nodded, "No."
Lezhishi was reluctant to hang up when he was cleaning up and washing, and kept asking him a lot of questions. When will he be back? Can he pick it up? What's the present this time... It wasn't until Song Yu went to bed that he calmed down a bit.
"Do you still want to hear me read your diary?" Le Zhishi asked.
Song Yu lay in his very cold quilt, humming, somewhat surprised, "You still memorized the diary?"
"Yes," Lezhishi took the diary from the bedside and turned over, "Because I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep. I think if you come to me, I can read it to you at any time, so that you can be well outside." sleep."
Song Yu said thank you to him. It sounded very solemn, but Le Zhishi was embarrassed.
He cleared his throat, then turned out a page and read it out for him, "October 28th, it was rainy. I am so happy when it rains, I don't know how to bring an umbrella, so I can ask my brother to give me..." Halfway through the reading, Le Zhishi squinted his eyes for a long time, "Ah, I can't write the word for holding an umbrella."
Song Yu wanted to laugh a little, and asked him: "Are you talking about yourself?"
Le Zhishi realized that this was his diary, a bit embarrassed, and read it as if nothing happened, "... so I can let my brother hold an umbrella for me. My brother usually doesn't like to hold me, but when he is holding an umbrella, he will Hold me, because there are puddles on the road, he is afraid that I will step on it. Although he called me a fool, he is still the best brother in the universe."
After reading it, Lezhishi heard Song Yu's voice that seemed to be not a smile, and felt helpless, "Why are you all in my diary."
"Who knows, my elder brother is long and elder brother is short, but I don't like my elder brother."
"What I like, it's just that the resuscitation is late..." Lezhishi argued for himself lacking confidence, and turned to another page, "Next article... It's raining again. This is a good one. It's very long."
"October 29, it was also raining today. My socks were wet and I was not happy. But after I entered the classroom, I found that everyone's socks were wet, and I was happy again. I like rain very much now. Because of the teacher I will say bad things to the last student in the exam... "When I read Lezhi here, I couldn't help but complain about this logic, "What is it about? The causal logic is not smooth."
Song Yu gave the same evaluation of his childhood masterpiece and his self-tackling, "Very cute."
Suddenly he was praised and Le Zhishi was a little shy, but he continued to read: "Because of his poor grades, the teacher thought he was the one who did not hand in the homework. In fact, the teacher made a mistake. Chen Miaomiao, who was the first and last, Wang Xiaofeng of Wang Xiaofeng didn’t bring umbrellas today, so they were all getting wet, and no one was getting wet less than others. In this way, the rain is much fairer than the teacher."
After Le Zhishi finished reading, he pushed the diary away shamefully, and leaned on the pillow, "Don't read this in the future, I think you will laugh until you can't sleep."
But Song Yu's tone was serious, "Isn't he writing very well? Yu is indeed fairer than the teacher, fairer than many others."
Le Zhishi didn't take it seriously. He only felt that it was Song Yu's comfort, and he just sullen his head.
But suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his mind, he suddenly raised his head, picked up the diary and read the page carefully.
"I see." He said to Song Yu with some excitement, "I think of the theme of the third part, which is equality."
Song Yu said, encouraging him in a gentle and sincere tone, "Go on."
"In the first two rounds, our theme was time and space. Rain is a coherent time line and can cover space and distance. The diary just now reminded me that rain is equal, just like the law. Whether it is poor or rich, it is a man or a woman. , Any age, any race, rain will fall on them, as long as he hopes, no one will be rejected by the rain, right?"
Song Yu wanted to see what Le Zhishi looked like at this moment, he thought it would be very, very charming.
"Yes, your idea is very special and very aura."
Le Zhishi got up from the bed and turned on the desk lamp on the desk, "I have a lot of ideas now, I want to draw a try first." After speaking, he said to Song Yu, "Brother, are you sleepy now?"
"Want to abandon me again?" Song Yu said deliberately, "Go, anyway, I'm used to being a tool person."
Le Zhishi acted like a baby and said no, "I'll open the video, can you watch me draw? If you are sleepy, go to sleep."
"good."
He was sitting at the desk, with his left leg on the chair, his arms around, his face on his knees, and his right hand drew casually.
The light of the desk lamp covers this face between east and west in light golden tulle, which is expensive and beautiful.
Song Yu lay in the darkness, quietly looking at Le Zhishi in the camera. Once he calmed down, he seemed to be a figure that would only exist in reliefs and murals. The fair skin has no frivolous powdery feeling, it is almost transparent, beautiful and not frivolous, and it is clean and holy without taking the initiative to induce it.
If evil thoughts, possessiveness, and destructive desires really arise, only oneself will be wrong, and they will always be innocent when they are happy to know.
"Knee needs to be coated." Song Yu whispered.
Le Zhishi nodded docilely, "You come back and paint it for me."
"Good." Song Yu agreed.
The design was too focused, Le Zhishi no longer remembered when Song Yu fell asleep, but when he looked up, he found that he closed his eyes and his breathing was heavy. He stared at the camera in a daze for a long time, tracing the shape of Song Yu's nose with his fingers.
This person is really weird. Le Zhishi thought in his heart that he would obviously give orders very strongly and would say that he would bully him in the future, but afterwards he was a little sorry and asked if he was too fierce.
He thought that there may be no second person in the world who can make him so heart-warming.
After spending a night in the apartment, Lezhishi sent a message to their [小燕子穿花衣] WeChat group in the morning, saying that he had a new idea, so Nan Jia borrowed it again at noon A classroom was formed, and a group was organized for an impromptu meeting.
"I'll finish it soon, and everyone can go back and rest." Lezhishi took out a few pieces of paper with the design concept from his bag and distributed it to everyone. "The third round of the catwalk I think we can use the equality of rain as the theme."
"Equality?" Chen Pi didn't mean to come over, "Why?"
Le Zhishi explained, “Because there is no distinction between race, gender, or class in front of the rain. As long as you want to get a rain, then the rain will always fall for everyone fairly.”
This theme surprised everyone present.
"Moreover, this theme returns to the humanities after traveling through time and space, which fits the spirit of our law school. Everyone is equal before the law, and it moisturizes the entire society as fair as rain."
Qu Straight raised his eyebrows, "I like this theme."
"But," Nan Jia wrote down what Le Zhishi said in his notebook and questioned, "How do we show equality?"
"This is what I'm going to say next." Lezhishi showed them the sketches he drove out last night. "I think this is the way we all represent different types of people by designing different inner clothes, such as "Poverty" made of holes and worn-out effects, or "rich" made of expensive fabrics."
"I see." said Monday, "and men, women, children and elderly..."
"Yes, that's it. Our models don't have to be very limited. They don't have to be tall and beautiful, because rain is equal." Lezhishi pointed to the drawing paper, "I think we can use some transparent ones for the rain. The fabric is made of a very thin coat to simulate the feeling of rain falling on the body. I checked some information and found that there is a kind of fabric that is very thin and shiny. It is said that it can be used with light to make the kind of light blue water light. Feeling, I will go down the class these two days to look for it."
"If this is the case, it will feel like everyone is in the rain together!" Chen Pi was also a little excited.
"And it can really rain." Nan Jia said, "I and the organizer pass through the Wumei ditch. There can be water agencies, as long as we arrange in advance."
Le Zhishi nodded, "It's great, so the stage effects should match up, it should be very good."
Qu Zhi admired him a little, "There are so many weird ideas in your mind."
"Yes..." Although Xiaoqi is still very quiet, she dares to joke with Lezhishi now, "What inspired you? Did something good happen last night?"
"Ah..." Le Zhishi's face was hot, "No, no, I suddenly thought of it."
"Really? I don't feel right." Nan Jia teased him deliberately.
"Really not." In order to protect himself, Le Zhishi threw a suspense to change the subject, "By the way, I closed the show and thought of a big move. It was absolutely amazing for the audience."
"Big trick? What is it?"
"Confidentiality." Le Zhishi gave a sly smile.