Wei Fuyuan closed his eyes in a conditioned reflex when he was kissed.
In the darkness, he encountered a patch of warmth and softness.
The long-lost touch immediately made Wei Fuyuan, who was still quite entangled, think about nothing.
He held the back of Beiquan's head, like a thirsty traveler in the desert finally sipping his first sip of nectar, pressing on Beiquan's body, sucking and biting fiercely, wrapping around the other's lips and tongue, so that he could rob even his breath. The momentum is entangled.
Beiquan's lips were very soft, and he tasted it carefully against the tip of his tongue, and there was a faint smell of blood, which was the wound he had bitten out to save him earlier.
All this is too beautiful, Wei Fuyuan felt a sense of excitement that originated from instinct.
- It's so delicious.
It was not until the air in his lungs was almost exhausted that Wei Fuyuan let go of Beiquan.
He felt his body being kicked up in a visible reaction.
-very good.
Wei Fuyuan thought to himself:
-Since I feel this way, it seems that I really love Beiquan.
Thinking of this, Wei Fuyuan's heart slammed, and he simply closed his eyes and began to grope down.
-and many more!
When he touched Beiquan's flexible waist, Wei Fuyuan finally realized that something didn't seem right.
Even if Wei Fuyuan is hot and irritable now, he is not completely confused after all.
He clearly remembered that, in his eyes, Beiquan was a muscular man with bronze skin and muscles, with a height of nearly 1.9 meters. If that was the case, how could the hand feel so slender and flexible!
Wei Fuyuan suddenly widened his eyes.
Beiquan, or the Beiquan he was most familiar with, was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes were crescent-shaped, his chestnut pupils were faintly glowing with water, and his thin lips were bitten by a slightly rough sucking, kissing and biting. It was red and swollen, and she was smiling softly at herself.
"you… "
Wei Fuyuan was stunned:
"You're not... that..."
He drew the outline of his pectoral muscles with his hands in front of his chest.
Beiquan finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Haha, hahahaha..."
Beiquan smiled and curled up into a shrimp on the bed:
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
Even if it's a husky, it should understand at this time - he was played by Beiquan!
"So that's not what your 'previous life' looked like at all, right!?"
In a fit of anger, Wei Fuyuan grabbed Beiquan's shoulder and turned him over.
"you you-"
He was so angry that his voice began to tremble:
"It's in vain that I have done mental construction for so long!!"
"Hahaha… "
Beiquan raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his laughter.
"I'll hide my eyes... Have you forgotten about Dai Boqian?"
Wei Fuyuan was suffocated.
- What a fool! I'm so stupid!
He beeped frantically in his heart.
When he went to Citi Country, Beiquan once used a trick to transform into Dai Boqian's appearance, using someone else's identity to sway and deceive him, and even the customs had no way to take him.
Ninety percent of Beiquan's old tricks just now were repeated, and he turned himself into a muscular man who was completely outside his aesthetics. I don't know if it was to test him or to make fun of him. Anyway, it was definitely intentional!
After thinking about this layer, Wei Fuyuan felt even more angry.
His anger came from his heart, and his hatred turned to his guts. He held people down without saying a word, kissing, gnawing, licking and biting. Kneaded a bit.
Kissing and kissing, the reaction that was originally raised became more and more distinct.
When the blood swept straight to the top of his head, Wei Fuyuan almost wanted to ignore it and directly bring people to Fa-rectification on the spot.
It's just that he's a gay who noticed his sexuality very early. Although he hasn't tried it himself, in the modern society with the explosion of information, as long as he has a heart to understand, there is no "knowledge" that can't be found.
Therefore, Wei Fuyuan is very clear about the little things between men and men. He knows that if he is unprepared, if he is reckless, whether it is the attacker or the receiver, neither of them will be able to experience the complete refreshment. , and may be injured.
Thinking of this, he could only forcefully press down an important part that was about to move. After taking a deep breath, he let go of Beiquan and sat up.
"So what did you look like in your last life?"
Wei Fuyuan wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand and asked angrily.
Beiquan curled his lips into a smile and used that all-purpose golden sentence:
"I do not remember."
In fact, although Beiquan has forgotten most of his past, he still remembers what he grew up with in his previous life.
Because he died in a corpse farm, the corpse was soaked in the stream where yin and resentment were deposited, and it has not been corrupted for hundreds of years.
So Beiquan can be said to have been guarding his body until he became a half ghost.
But it was precisely because Beiquan remembered that he was reluctant to show the true appearance of his previous life in front of Wei Fuyuan.
One is because more than 650 years have passed, and Beiquan really does not want to make more memories, and the other is because Beiquan knows that his appearance in his previous life is also very appealing to Wei Fuyuan, perhaps even more than he is now. The secondary body is more likely to make the other party feel good.
Beiquan admitted that he was a little jealous of himself.
"Okay, stop thinking about it."
Beiquan also sat up from the bed and lightly patted Wei Fuyuan's puffed cheek:
"It's getting late, there are still two hours before dawn, hurry up and take a moment."
Saying that, he smiled slightly:
"Are you going to sleep with me? Or go back to your attic?"
Wei Fuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses in a second.
—What is this, what a great opportunity! !
The witty student Xiaowei immediately realized that this was the best time for him to enter the room in an upright manner. Maybe he could not only stay in the "Santuchuan", but also bid farewell to his small attic and sleep in the same bed with Beiquan.
"My, my luggage is still in the apartment hotel!"
He immediately put on a fierce and arrogant look, took off his jacket, and shook the quilt that had been copied over Beiquan, "I-I'll sleep here!"
Beiquan nodded and said hello with a smile.
Without saying more, he also took off his clothes and lay in the same bed as Wei Fuyuan.
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August 3rd, five in the morning.
In an old apartment, a girl suddenly woke up.
"Ugh, vomit vomit!"
As soon as Xu Lei opened her eyes, her eyes turned black and the sky was spinning. She couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and west. Naturally, she didn't notice that she was actually lying on the edge of the bed, so she struggled to turn over, and she moved from the narrow single bed. The man rolled off the bed and fell heavily to the ground. Before he could feel the pain, he covered his chest and vomited.
It wasn't until she vomited out all the chyme in her stomach, and she couldn't even vomit the yellow-brown bile, did Xu Lei feel that the almost suffocating nausea finally eased a little.
This wasn't the first time she had a "precognitive dream", but it was the first time she realized so clearly what her dream meant.
Yes, Xu Lei finally realized that her so-called "precognitive dream" might not be a simple dream at all, but an unconscious intentional murder.
"no, I can not… "
Xu Lei lay in her vomit, holding her arms with her dirty hands, her nails digging deep into her flesh, and unconsciously pinching out crescent-shaped blood marks one after another.
"No... it shouldn't be like this..."
Her throat was stinging with stomach acid, and even her voice was trembling:
"I... I... won't be me, won't be me... "
But no matter how she denied it, Xu Lei could still clearly recall everything in the dream.
Xu Lei knew that she had "looked for" Wei Fuyuan, and almost jumped off the top floor of the apartment hotel with her senior.
And the reason she did this was just to subconsciously make the "precognition dream" come true.
All along, the "truth" that Xu Lei has been deeply resisted and denied with all her means can't be clearer now.
Yes, from her father's accident, to her sister's car accident, and the series of anchor suicides, she caused it all by herself!
Thinking of this, the girl bit her lip and tears welled up in her eyes.
She cried and laughed:
"I killed... Hahaha... I killed..."
Xu Lei staggered to her feet, scratching her arm unconsciously, trying to calm herself with pain.
But this is of no use.
After lying to herself for 20 years, Xu Lei almost went crazy when the truth was revealed in front of her, she didn't know how to face it.
- No wonder my sister told me not to say it!
- No wonder I can't say it!
- If not!
—If I can hold back my words...
Xu Lei frantically tugged at her hair.
- If I didn't say anything, they wouldn't die at all!
At this moment, Xu Lei thought of cutting herself off.
After killing so many people and committing so many sins, Xu Lei felt that she had lost the courage to live.
Thinking of this, she opened the drawer, took out a utility knife, and slashed it towards her stained wrist.
First a cold, then a sharp pain that burns.
A thin bloodstain appeared on the girl's slender wrist, not deep, but the pain was very clear.
Xu Lei suddenly shuddered, and suddenly her whole body came to her senses.
She stuck to the desk as stiffly as a clay sculpture, staring blankly at the bloodline on her wrist, motionless for a long time.
The wound quickly stopped bleeding.
"Do not… "
The girl's lips parted slightly, squeezing out a vague voice:
"I...I don't want to die..."
Whether it's "precognitive dreams" or the ability to kill, it's not what she wants.
No one had ever told her what it was all about, and no one had taught her what to do.
"Yup… "
The girl seemed to say to herself:
"It's not my fault...it's not my fault..."
-Since it's not her fault, why should she make atonement for her sins
She put down her utility knife, raised her head slowly, and turned her eyes to the deepest night before dawn outside the window.
—If no one else knew about it…
Xu Lei thought:
- Then I don't have to die
The author has something to say: JJ's backstage is so difficult to brush that it's maddening!
It's too much to throw it into the manuscript deposit box first, and I'll catch the bug after it stops smoking~QAQ