When Shen Mucheng's lips pressed up, Luo Shaoheng's eyes widened slightly, and he stared blankly at him.
He just wanted to get a sweet treat, but he didn't expect to get a big prize.
"Close your eyes." Shen Mucheng backed away slightly, coaxing the tip of his nose against his.
At such a close distance, his breath sprayed on Luo Shaoheng's lips, with a provocative ambiguity, which was even more numb than the deep kiss between lips and tongue last night.
Ten years apart, Luo Shaoheng has never been so close to anyone, let alone this person in front of him is someone he has been thinking about for many years.
At this moment, he only felt that Shen Mucheng's hand covering his face seemed to be on fire, almost burning his whole body.
Want to be more intimate.
Thinking this way in his heart, he took the initiative to put his arms around Shen Mucheng's neck, moved forward slightly, and brought their separated lips together again.
Shen Mucheng was stunned by his initiative, and then turned his back on the other side, biting his lips, and after several licks and sucks, pushed his tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss.
This kiss lasted for a long time, Shen Mucheng's hand gently stroked Luo Shaoheng's side face, his tongue penetrated into his mouth, licking his soft tongue, exchanging saliva with each other, making a "tsk tsk" wet sound.
The ambiguous sound of lips and tongues made Luo Shaoheng blush a little, but he was also reluctant to let go of Shen Mucheng. He hooked Shen Mucheng's neck with one hand, supported his waist with the other, and let his tongue stir wantonly in his mouth with his mouth slightly open. The thread was quickly licked away.
"Do you like it?" Shen Mucheng pecked his lips lightly and asked in a low voice.
"I like it." Luo Shaoheng only said two words, and leaned forward to kiss him again.
Kissing and kissing turned into him lying on the bed, and Shen Mucheng was pressing on him, his warm lips slid to his neck, where he sucked out red marks one by one.
Luo Shaoheng put his arms around his waist and raised his head slightly. The numbness from his neck made him snort softly, making a nasal sound similar to pleasure.
His sound made Shen Mucheng's movements pause, and then he blocked his mouth again.
This time the kiss was a bit rough, in the end Luo Shaoheng could only grab Shen Mucheng's sleeve and shout to stop.
The taste of kissing him was so good, Shen Mucheng sucked and kissed his lower lip a few times before backing away, looking down at him.
Because of panting, Luo Shaoheng's face was a little red, but what was even redder was his lips, which were kissed too much, with a straightforward temptation, and he unconsciously licked the corners of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, making Shen Mucheng His eyes deepened, he stroked his reddish face a few times with his palm and said, "Don't irritate me."
"Huh?" Luo Shaoheng looked at him inexplicably.
Shen Mucheng moved his thumb forward, pressed it on the corner of his wet lips, and rubbed it ambiguously a few times.
The rough fingertips rubbed the soft lips. The temperature of his hands made Luo Shaoheng a little confused. He just felt that his lips were numb from being sucked, so he subconsciously licked them. stimulated.
... This man is too perverted.
"Cough." He pretended to cough, and pushed Shen Mucheng, "You are too heavy."
Shen Mucheng propped himself up with his hands, looked at Luo Shaoheng's reddish ear tips, and suddenly wondered if he had the same reaction when I kissed him before, and if he took a step closer, what would his reaction be...
Thinking of this, he felt like a fire was burning in his stomach.
... Calm down, he's not fully healed yet.
Shen Mucheng said in his heart, reached out to pull him up from the bed, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed his lips again, said "good night", got up and left the room, and closed the door for him by the way.
After he left, Luo Shaoheng sat still for a while, with no expression on his face, an expression of an old monk in meditation.
After a while, he suddenly turned around and threw himself on the quilt.
"... It's hard, it must be too long." Luo Shaoheng buried his face in the quilt, only showing his red ears.
After lying on the bed for a long time, he got up and took off his coat and threw it on the stool beside him, shrinking himself into the quilt.
Surrounded by warm quilts, the tense nerves of the past two days relaxed, and Luo Shaoheng soon fell asleep.
Probably because there are a lot of memories in the past two days, the dream actually brought him back to the day when Shen Mucheng had an accident that year—
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please wait a moment..."
Luo Shaoheng hung up the phone and looked at the easel in front of him absent-mindedly. He didn't even pay attention to the classmate who was talking to him. He didn't react until the other party pushed him: "What?"
"I'm talking to you. Didn't I say that I organized a weekend trip to the mountains to sketch? Would you like to come together?" the classmate asked.
It doesn't matter if it's Luo Shaoheng in normal times, but he hasn't been able to contact Shen Mucheng since last night, and he hasn't received a reply to his phone calls or messages. There is something, you go."
"What's the matter?" the classmate asked.
"I have something to do at home, I'm going back first." Luo Shaoheng casually said, packed up his painting tools and left the studio.
Back home, Luo Shaoheng called Shen Mucheng again, but it still showed that he couldn't get through. Hearing the mechanical cold female voice on the phone, he felt strangely uneasy.
Although Shen Mucheng was occasionally unable to be contacted when he was on a business trip before, it never made him feel uneasy like this time.
"Maybe it's just that the phone is out of battery." He comforted himself, but quickly dismissed the possibility. From last night to this afternoon, more than ten hours have passed, even if the phone was out of battery at that time, it should be charged now right
"Maybe it was delayed by something." He made random excuses, but he also knew that it was impossible. According to the schedule, Shen Mucheng should have returned last night. Even if something delayed him, he would greet him in advance.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He couldn't sit still, so he went back to his room and looked for the contact number of the person who was on a business trip with Shen Mucheng. Fortunately, the other party's mobile phone was able to get through.
"Hello, I'm Luo Shaoheng, Shen Mucheng's younger brother." He briefly introduced himself and explained his purpose, "I can't get in touch with my brother, are you with him?"
"Brother Cheng went back last night!" said the other party.
"Last night?" Luo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, asked the other party some specifics and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Shaoheng's heart sank. The other party said that Shen Mucheng came back last night, and according to the schedule, he should arrive this morning, but it's already afternoon, and he hasn't seen anyone yet.
unless…
"No." Luo Shaoheng shook his head, throwing out the restless thoughts in his mind, "It must be because I didn't have a good rest last night, and I was thinking wildly again. I should go to sleep, maybe he will come back after a sleep."
Thinking in this way, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to dissipate a little. He took a note from under the coffee table and tore it off. He wrote a note on it that Shen Mucheng would wake him up when he came back, and then pasted the note on the coffee table. Then went back to the room to rest.
Even though he kept comforting himself in his heart, Luo Shaoheng tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before slowly falling asleep.
He didn't sleep well this time, and was finally awakened by the dream. He sat up from the bed and broke out in a cold sweat.
The room was pitch black, and the night outside the balcony was dotted with stars, proving that it was night.
He leaned against the bed to relax, and took the mobile phone beside him to check what time it was. As soon as he got it in his hand, it rang, and the caller showed an unfamiliar landline number.
"Hi, hello." He answered the call.
"Hello, is this Mr. Luo Shaoheng?" A clear female voice came from the other end of the phone.
For some reason, the moment he heard the other party's voice, his heart skipped a beat, as if something ominous was about to happen.
He suppressed the strangeness in his heart: "I am, you are..."
"Hello, Mr. Luo, we are a city hospital, do you know a Mr. Shen Mucheng?" the other party asked.
"City hospital?" Luo Shaoheng's heart suddenly rose, and he threw off the quilt and got out of bed, "What's wrong with him?!"
"A car accident occurred in a driveway in the suburbs of the city this morning, resulting in two deaths and one injury. According to identification, one of the deceased was named Shen Mucheng..."
Luo Shaoheng's walking steps stopped suddenly, the phone slipped from his palm, and the metal hit the floor with a "boom", at the same moment, he heard the sound of something breaking in his heart.
He didn't know how he got to the city hospital, and he didn't know how he got to the mortuary under the guidance of the doctor. He only remembered that he was already kneeling beside the white mortuary bed when he came back to his senses.
He knelt there all night, and the next day, besides the doctor, the police also came. From the information they brought, he knew that the car accident happened in the early morning of the previous day. Shen Mucheng's car collided with an out-of-control truck. Hit, the car caught fire, and the person died on the way to the hospital with severe burns all over his body, and even his facial features could not be recognized.
Since the five sense organs cannot be identified, what evidence is there to prove that the dead person is Shen Mucheng? he asked.
The hospital explained that it was because they could not be confirmed immediately that they did not contact him immediately. Now that the identity has been confirmed, they contacted him to claim the body.
The air conditioner in the mortuary was turned on, and the temperature was relatively low. Luo Shaoheng was wearing short sleeves, and his face was a little pale. Kneeling on the floor for a long time made his knees very stiff, but at this moment, it was his brain that was more stiff for him. Rusty feeling that can't be turned at all.
Obviously, Shen Mucheng had only left for less than a week, and he was still a healthy person when he left, why did he turn into a corpse when he came back
"Shen Mucheng..." Luo Shaoheng said, his voice seemed hoarse after a long time of silence, "Can you hear me?"
After saying the first sentence, the parts in his whole body seemed to be slowly returning to operation, and his stiff tongue gradually became flexible: "Why didn't you answer the call last night? I heard that you were in a hurry last night. I hurried back, actually you don’t have to hurry, I’m fine at home alone, look, am I fine now?”
In front of him was a lifeless corpse covered with a white cloth. In the empty room, no one would answer his words. There was a cold, dead air around him, which seemed extremely eerie and strange, but he didn't seem to feel anything about it, and just said: "My classmate asked me to sketch on the weekend, but I declined. Didn't we say we were going to see Master Chen? I made all the arrangements. We first went to the ancient temple to offer incense, and then went to the ancient town to have fun. I will go back tonight Book a ticket."
"By the way, didn't we say we're going to open a resort? I've drawn up the blueprints, do you want to see them?"
"You were not here a few days ago. A gallery invited me to attend their opening exhibition. I asked them for two tickets. Let's go together."
"Didn't you say you brought me a present? Where is it?"
"Forget it, I don't want a gift, just talk to me."
He said a lot, his voice became lower and lower, and finally seemed to be stuck in his throat, he bent down, covered his mouth, and whimpered in pain, his shoulders trembled violently, and hot tears came one after another. It hit the ground and printed mottled water stains.
The suppressed cry echoed in the cold room. He reached out and hooked the festered finger protruding from the edge of the white cloth, and clenched it tightly, as if asking for help: "You should talk to me..."
However, the person who would hold him in his arms with distressed eyes even when his eyes were slightly red, this time, even though his clothes on his knees were wet with tears, he didn't respond to him any more.
…
"!!" Luo Shaoheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the darkness in the room made him lose his mind for a short while.
The uncontrollable crying in the mortuary seemed to still be in his ears, and the unrecognizable corpse was still vivid in his mind. The strong impact made him restless.
"... It's a dream." He murmured, reaching out and pressing his hand on his throbbing left chest.
Although the dream was over, the emptiness and shouting in my heart continued, and there was a person's name that kept calling—Shen Mucheng.
Without the slightest hesitation, he threw off the quilt and got out of bed, went out of the room directly, and went to Shen Mucheng's room.
Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath, reached out and knocked on the door.
Shen Mucheng hasn't slept very well since the accident that year, even in the first year after waking up, it was almost difficult for him to fall asleep. Even after several years of recuperation, his sleep is still relatively light, and there is a little movement around him It is easy to be woken up, so Luo Shaoheng woke up as soon as Luo Shaoheng knocked on the door.
There were only him and Luo Shaoheng in the house, thinking that the other party was in a hurry, he got up and opened the door without thinking much, and saw Luo Shaoheng standing at his door in pajamas, his face turned pale.
"What's wrong?" Shen Mucheng thought that he was not feeling well, so he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and found it was a little cold, "It's cold outside, go ahead..."
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Luo Shaoheng interrupted him.
Shen Mucheng: "..."