It was a holiday on Friday afternoon as usual, and the boarding students left the school one after another with their schoolbags on their backs. The previously lively floors gradually became sparse and quiet.
Jiang Fu was biting a lollipop, jumping up and down in front of him, stepping on the shadow cast by the setting sun, having a great time.
Yin Hui followed behind with their schoolbags on their backs, his eyes were always glued to the happy person in front, filled with imperceptible tenderness.
"Huihui, shall we go home after dinner?"
As dusk fell, Jiang Fu stopped and looked back at him, his soft silhouette was blurred by the afterglow of the evening, but his smile was as beautiful as a golden emboss.
"Well, what do you want to eat?"
Yin Hui looked at him intently and asked.
Jiang Fu scratched his head, and said casually while licking the lollipop.
"I've eaten barbecue a few days ago, so let's eat maocai today."
"Um."
Yin Hui's eyes were filled with deep and light shades of darkness, and the lychee-flavored transparent candy was wet, full of all the sweet flavors of a teenager.
"Is the sugar sweet?"
Jiang Fu nodded because he didn't understand.
"Tian, if you want to eat, let's go to the front and buy another one."
Yin Hui stretched out his hand to straighten his clean collar, glanced lightly at the surrounding area where no one was paying attention, then quickly bent down to press his lips, and then let go after sweeping his white teeth lightly.
Jiang Fu blinked and asked.
"...Is it sweet?"
Yin Hui stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed his slender wrist, pushed him half-hugged and half-hugged to the back of a remote alley, and lowered his head again to bite his lips.
Woo, not enough kisses.
The back of the head was protected by Yin Hui's palm between the walls, but it also firmly imprisoned him and prevented him from escaping. Every inch of tender skin in the mouth was sucked and licked, and the youthful and domineering breath tried to occupy all territories.
When he felt dizzy that Yin Hui was lowering his head and biting his neck, Jiang Fu hurriedly pushed him away, and tried to open his numb lips to explain clearly.
"I'm going home, don't leave traces."
The teeth that were originally touching the thin skin were retracted, and after licking them reluctantly for a long time, Yin Hui raised his head and touched his moist bright red lips, his breathing was still somewhat messy.
"Very sweet."
Jiang Fu wiped his slightly red and swollen lips, muttered and kicked him, urging.
"Hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death."
Yin Hui remained motionless, frowning slightly, with a perplexed look on his face.
Jiang Fu noticed that his complexion was different, and asked strangely.
"What's wrong?"
Yin Hui pursed his lips, seemed a little nervous, pointed down hesitantly, and said hesitantly.
"It's hot in here."
He thought for a while and added.
"It's also tough."
"..."
Uncle Police, there are some hooligans here.
Jiang Fu blinked innocently, and said solemnly.
"You don't need to worry about it, it will be fine on its own."
Yin Hui looked at him, a thin blush of embarrassment slowly emerged on his face, as if it was difficult to speak, and he had to confess because of confusion.
"But when I see you, it becomes like this."
"...then don't look at me."
"don't want."
Yin Hui's voice was firm and stubborn, and his dark eyes were fixed on him, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
"I like to look at you, I want to look at you all my life."
As soon as he taught Yin Hui how to kiss, he was always taking advantage of the loopholes to ask for kisses. Thinking of the dark days when his lips continued to be numb these days, Jiang Fu made a painful decision not to continue teaching Yin Hui for the time being, otherwise he would always feel that his hands would be sore in the next few days .
"I don't know what's going on."
Jiang Fu covered his eyes with his hand, and said very sincerely.
"Then don't look at me, let's go when it's not hot or hard."
Yin Hui was startled, and hummed a little disappointed.
In the darkness where vision is deprived, other perceptions become more acute.
The warmth of the thin white fingers, the slight breathing of the young man, and the familiar fragrance that is close at hand, are infinitely enlarged amidst the inexplicably accelerated heartbeat, weaving into a huge invisible net, and the whole heart is getting tighter and tighter.
Yin Hui took a step back abruptly, blushing as if on fire, staring straight at Jiang Fu without saying a word.
... why is it still adding fuel to the fire.
Jiang Fu looked at him delicately, glanced at the gradually sinking haze, scratched his hair and said.
"Otherwise, let's go home directly. I will go first, and then you will go."
Yin Hui opened his eyes slightly, and blurted out.
"I'll walk you home."
"How do you send it like this?"
Jiang Fu stepped on his foot and patted his head, as if he was patiently coaxing a large clingy dog.
"Hey, I'm going to school again the day after tomorrow anyway."
Yin Hui's brows and eyes suddenly dimmed, drooping his head, looking at him sullenly and not speaking.
Jiang Fu pinched his ears reassuringly, pretending to be angry and threatening.
"If you don't agree, I won't kiss you in the future."
Yin Hui suddenly became nervous, afraid that he would be really angry, although his expression was still full of nostalgia, he nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"I see, then you go home quickly, I will see you off next time."
Jiang Fu picked up his schoolbag, waved goodbye to him, and then left the alley without looking back. After walking a long way, he could feel the persistent and passionate gaze behind him that never disappeared.
Suddenly, I regretted whether I had invested too much in the early stage, and I had an inexplicable premonition that I would be beaten to death in the future.
Ugh, maybe he was killed alive.
He tugged at his schoolbag sadly, comforting himself non-stop.
I am contributing to the new era of the human world, so why worry about this little thing, just run away when the time comes.
Well, that makes sense.
Jiang Fu's home is in a mid-range residential building not far from the school. He knocked on the door and wanted to happily call "Mom" when he was startled by the man behind the door and backed away.
"...Uncle Chen, where's my mother?"
The fair-skinned and clear young man looked amazing in the old floor with faded paint and yellowing. He had black hair and red lips. His handsome face was covered with a somewhat bewildered panic, like a soft and delicious little dog without claws. beast.
With a kind smile on Chen Yi's face, he walked out the door and enthusiastically pushed him into the room. The palm on Jiang Fu's shoulder trembled with excitement as it touched the young man's bumpy butterfly bones.
"Your mother works overtime tonight, so she won't come back."
The door slammed shut behind him, Jiang Fu's whole body tensed up suddenly, and he looked at Chen Yi warily and said.
"Then I'll go back to my room to study."
Chen Yi looked at him with a smile, his gentle voice was almost fondling.
"Okay, I'll call you when the dinner is ready."
Jiang Fu nodded, and quickly went back to his room as if fleeing. After locking the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, curling his lips in disgust.
old pervert.
As a stepfather, Chen Yi always cared about his beautiful stepson with a hypocritical face, not only would he take advantage of the maneuvers, but even stare at him with unscrupulous and explicit eyes, making sure that he, a weak young man, has no way to resist.
The dinner was very sumptuous, even more delicate than what the three of them prepared when they were at home. After Jiang Fu ate a few mouthfuls hastily, he excused himself to be full and wanted to go back to his room. Chen Yi stood up abruptly, with a strange face, and persuaded him with a smile.
"Fufu is so thin, it's not good to eat too little."
Jiang Fu glanced at the almost untouched food, shook his head and said.
"I'm really full."
After he finished speaking, he strode towards the room. Chen Yi immediately reached out to grab him, but he could only touch a white lotus-like arm, like a moonlight fish sliding out of the window. Endless dark thoughts.
Very slippery skin.
Chen Yi stared at the closed room, the obsession and desire on his face were undisguised.
Before going to bed, Jiang Fu deliberately put on the tightest set of pajamas. After locking the door of the room, he restlessly pressed a chair against the door, touched the knife hidden under the pillow again, and then fell asleep in peace.
I don't know how long it took, and the dazed consciousness detected the dangerous signal belatedly. Jiang Fu opened his eyes suddenly, and slammed into Chen Yi's infatuated and crazy eyes.
"Fufu, you are so beautiful, Fufu."
The murmured words spit out from the man's yellow teeth, and the eager and excited expression was like a tarsus maggot, which made people feel disgusted.
Jiang Fu glanced at Chen Yi who was kissing his bare/naked calf piously, took out a sharp knife from under the pillow, and stabbed it into his arms without hesitation.
Chen Yi yelled out in pain, clutching his bleeding arm in despair, the ferocity on his face was revealed layer by layer like oil stains on paper.
Before he could do anything, Jiang Fu easily jumped out of bed, rushed over to open the door without even wearing slippers, and ran out of the door.
"Fufu! Come back to me!"
Putting the sullen shouts behind him, Jiang Fu plunged into the bottomless night. After the surroundings became completely silent, he gradually slowed down, while barely recognizing the tall buildings shrouded in night, While stumbling along the route in memory, he searched for Yin Hui's residence.
He was not good at remembering the way, and he made mistakes several times before he finally found Yin Hui's big house. The doorbell outside the iron gate rang several times, and the piercing and sharp sound tore through the quiet night. Jiang Fu was exhausted from running, and squatted at the door waiting for a long time before finally seeing a vague figure come out .
"It's so late, who is it?"
The person who came was a middle-aged man with sleepy eyes. He was stunned when he saw Jiang Fu who was only in his pajamas.
The night wind was very cold, and the endless darkness opened its bloody mouth to the lonely young man. No one could say no to the delicate face like a night charm and the ignorant and hasty expression.
Jiang Fu looked up at him, with timid pleading in his dark and moist eyes.
"Uncle, I'm looking for Yin Hui, can you help call him out?"
After the man answered in a daze, he seemed unable to bear to leave him waiting here alone, opened the iron door and said affectionately.
"Come in with me."
Jiang Fu blinked, and smiled sweetly at the kind housekeeper, his dimples were slightly sunken, as if it was a private mark that was only favored by God.
"Thank you uncle."
After walking a few steps, Jiang Fu saw Yin Hui who was awakened by the doorbell and went downstairs to check. The tall young man in black pajamas frowned unhappily, and his eyes froze in astonishment when he touched the embarrassed Jiang Fu. After quickly glanced at his messy body, his face suddenly sank.
Yin Hui rushed over quickly, as if he was hit by a huge anger and didn't know what to do for a moment. After touching Jiang Fu's cold arm with distress, he hugged him by the waist.
"Huihui, can you take me in for a night?"
Jiang Fu tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice.
Yin Hui's brows and eyes seemed to be condensed with a layer of frost, but the voice that answered him was extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring him.
"Yes, it's okay."
The butler interrupted at the right time.
"Young master, then I'll clean up the guests..."
The unfinished words fell silent when they met Yin Hui's cold glance from the side. The housekeeper who had served Yin's house for many years naturally had deep thoughts, and quietly retreated.
Yin Hui directly carried him back to his room. After wrapping him tightly in the quilt, he knelt on the plush carpet in front of the bed in the bedroom, carefully lifted Jiang Fu's feet, and covered him with a hot towel. Wipe off the dirt and tiny blue and red wounds from running barefoot.
The graceful arches of the feet are bent into a seductive arc, the nails are round, the skin is smooth, and the bluish blood vessels spreading under the white skin as thin as a cicada's wings are like sharp hooks.
"In the end what happened?"
He lowered his eyes, and the cruel look in his eyes was like a dark cloud about to storm, covered with a chilling haze.
Jiang Fu's whole body was huddled under the soft quilt, and the panic and helplessness that had not yet dissipated in his small voice.
"I don't know...Uncle Chen, he wants to kiss me."
Yin Hui suddenly clenched the towel tightly, looking at him inch by inch like a detector, his tense face shattered instantly after discovering strange and rude traces, and the sound of gnashing teeth was tinged with bone-chilling coldness.
"Where else did he touch you?"
Jiang Fu curled up his toes as if embarrassed, stretched out his thin white arms, and reached out to stroke his hair soothingly, his dark eyes were full of watery timidity.
"There was nowhere else, I was scared so I ran out."
Yin Hui suddenly stood up, his fists hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, his face was ashen, his eyes fell directly on him, as if he saw his beloved treasure being rubbed by others, hurt and furious.
Jiang Fu went to hold his hand flatteringly, squeezed his palm and whispered.
"Huihui, I'm sleepy and tired, can you hug me to sleep?"
The strange emotions that almost crushed the reason were calmed down by the request of dependence in an instant. Yin Hui held Jiang Fu's hand and lowered his head to stare at the frail young man who was still in shock. His sore heart was gradually filled with some kind of warmth, making him I can't breathe, I wish I could crush the person I hold on top of my heart into my bones, so that no one can bully me.
Yin Hui's throat was slightly choked, and his voice was low and soft.
"Okay, I'll sleep with you in my arms."
Jiang Fu smiled brightly at him, the beauty in his brows and eyes was like an unsolvable Gu, which made people willing to pay with their hearts and entangled with their affection.
"Huihui is so nice, I like Huihui the most."
Yin Hui gently touched his lips, his focused eyes were full of intoxicating affection.
"I like you too."
Really, I really like it.
I like you so much that I want to imprison you, put you on the shelf, and never be admired by thousands of people again.
just me.
The only one who can accompany you is me.