Rebirth of the Double-faced Superstar

"Your master? You have a good relationship, right? He died... really tragically."

Luo Xi seemed to say something casually.

"Luo Xiaoxi, I shouldn't have told you these things, but this matter has been on my mind for many days, and it makes me uncomfortable."

Fu Xindong felt that he had a lot of things he wanted to talk to the boy in his arms. He looked around, but saw that Luo Xi had already handed him a cigarette case from the bedside table with a tacit understanding.

He rubbed the boy's messy hair in relief, and lit a cigarette.

"Do you know, my master died a terrible death, not only was his neck cut by that pervert, but his mother cut it...here!"

He stretched out his hand to pick up the objects on his lower body. Not only did the movement not have the slightest provocative meaning, but it also had an inexplicably bleak feeling.

"Why do people hate him so much? This...should be cursing him for cutting off his children and grandchildren, right?"

Luo Xi asked softly, her eyes lingering on the huge monster under Fu Xindong.

"This is something that I have always been puzzled by, because according to my analysis and judgment, I always feel that the murderer and the old political commissar must be familiar or at least acquainted, but as a master, it is hard to believe that he will marry someone lay such a deep hatred."

Fu Xindong took a deep breath of cigarettes, looked at Luo Xi who was full of curiosity and expectation, and began to slowly describe the half-superior, half-father-son relationship between himself and the old political commissar at school and the city bureau. listen to him.

Luo Xi listened to his deep and magnetic language, listened to him talk about the past when he had no fatherly love since he was a child, and heard him say that he had subconsciously regarded the old political commissar as his father, and he hugged the man more and more tightly. His arm seemed reluctant to let go.

Fu Xindong saw that he was dependent like a child, and his face, which had always been somewhat gloomy, slowly recovered its usual calm.He also told him about Jiang Feng, the daughter of the old political commissar, a poor woman who was highly mentally retarded from birth.

It seemed that Jiang Feng's face with short boyish hair appeared in front of his eyes, blankly, smirking, and speaking cold and weird words.He sighed and exhaled a smoke ring at Luo Xi.

"The child has been like this since birth. The old political commissar can be said to have worried about her, especially Jiang Feng's mother died early, and the old man was both a father and a mother. He worked hard to bring up this silly child. But Luo Xiaoxi, how could such a good person meet and provoke such a vicious and perverted murderer, and how could he become the first target of the murderer? I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I can’t find it at all. logic."

Luo Xi also seemed to sigh lightly, probably not knowing what to say for a while, and just shook her head lightly.

"I'll tell you, actually, I made an oath in front of the portrait of the old political commissar, if I don't catch the pervert who killed him, I'll fucking let me sleep badly for the rest of my life, and never be safe."

Fu Xindong said something softly, but pressed hard on the cigarette butt that was about to burn out.

Luo Xi glanced at him in surprise, then silently took out a cigarette, lit it, and stuffed it into Fu Xindong's mouth.

"Uncle, you shouldn't make such an oath. What if that pervert decides to make a decision one day and you will never be able to catch him?"

He pressed his face to Fu Xindong's chest, stroking the scar on his right chest with his fingers, "You said that there are some things you can't figure out, but I think this is the way this world is. It may not be true that good people will be rewarded with good rewards, and bad people will definitely be sent by heaven. Maybe... this is the fate of the old political commissar... people, sometimes you have to accept your fate. For example, God gave me a card and Ye Guizhou has a similar face and body, but he was born to be the proud son of heaven, while I am an orphan abandoned by others..."

Fu Xindong hugged the boy in front of him tightly, "Don't talk nonsense about Luo Xiaoxi, you know, in my heart, you are the treasure worth having, although you two have the same face, but in Ye I have never seen the slightest bit of happiness on Guizhou's face, but your face is like the warm sun rising in winter, as long as uncle sees you, his heart will feel warm!"

Luo Xi's smooth back shook slightly.

The boy turned his back to him, Fu Xindong couldn't see his expression, didn't know that handsome and beautiful face, at this moment, didn't seem to have the warmth and kindness in his mouth, in those beautiful eyes, there was a twinkle Moving a ray of cold light.

"Uncle, now... has the case progressed?"

Luo Xi asked casually, while using his slender but strong fingers to trace Fu Xindong's muscular chest muscles all the way down.

Fu Xindong grabbed his hand and pressed it against his own. The palms of both of them felt the vitality and vigor unique to men.

"No, this case...is very weird. Not only can we not find any favorable clues at the scene, but it is also difficult to deduce the necessary connections and laws from the case and the victim."

He gently pulled Luo Xi's body, and adjusted the direction of his whole body, so that the boy's face was facing his.

"Are you hungry? Uncle, I'll give you something to eat..."

With a smirk, Fu Xindong gently straightened his body, while pressing Luo Xi's head down with his hands.

The boy muttered something, his mouth seemed to be blocked by something, and the words he said had begun to become ambiguous.

"The photo you saw just now was drawn by my master with blood before he died. I always think this is the biggest clue he left for me. The pattern and the unfinished words must be the master's description of the murderer. Traits and names, it's just... I haven't fully grasped what's in there yet."

Fu Xindong felt that the boy's mouth, which had been working hard to move, suddenly stopped, and then returned to normal.

He lay back comfortably, and couldn't help but let out a low voice that a man could not suppress when he was happy.

"Luoxi...Luoxi...I fucking love you so much, it's really good that you got the word Xi, you're really good at sucking...ah...don't bite me..."

After a short rest, the two men once again fell into the sinking sea of ​​bathing.

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At dusk, scattered raindrops floated outside the window.

Luo Xi was holding a milk cup and leaning against the kitchen door. The hot milk in the cup was emitting steam, and splashed on his face, making his black eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist.

Fu Xindong, whose upper body was bare, was busy in front of the gas stove, and the aroma of hot noodle soup had already begun to waft from the pot.

He poured the sliced ​​melon into the noodle pot, turned around and approached Luo Xi, and opened his mouth.

"I want to drink milk too."

The corners of Luo Xi's mouth curled up, and she passed the cup in her hand to his mouth.

"I want to drink your milk."

Fu Xindong squinted his eyes with a naughty expression, and made a gesture of grabbing a handful under the boy's nightgown with a big hand.

Luo Xi glanced at him, took back the cup, and took a big gulp of milk.Then, he stood on tiptoe and pressed his face to Fu Xindong's, with a pair of tender lips pressed between Fu Xindong's lips.

Fascinated by his initiative, the man opened his mouth, waiting for the smooth and sweet tip of his tongue.

A scoop of sweet milk flowed down Luoxi's tongue into the man's mouth in an instant. He shivered a bit, and sucked the milk together with the other's tongue, making a crisp sound in the air.

After a burst of passionate kisses, the noodles in the pot had already released the strongest aroma in protest.

The two people who had been hungry for a long time sat facing each other, occasionally glanced at each other while they were devouring.

"I heard from Yang Wei that your birthday is coming soon. When is it?"

"Why? Do you want to give me a birthday present?" Luo Xi picked up the bowl and drank all the noodle soup at the bottom of the bowl.

Fu Xindong looked at his eating, and nodded affectionately, "Well, of course I will."

Luo Xi put down the bowl, and suddenly laughed strangely, her eyes radiated a seductive brilliance.

"Hey, didn't you give me all of yourself last night? Uncle, thank you, this is the most perfect birthday I've ever had since I was a child, thank you for turning me from a boy into a man." Luoxi Slowly walked around the table and walked behind the stunned Fu Xindong, leaned over him, and rubbed the man's rough neck with his chin, which was also covered with stubble.

"Uncle, you didn't expect that, you opened the buds for me on my birthday."

In the end, the boy's tone changed from affectionate to his characteristic mischievousness. Fu Xindong stood up abruptly, clasped him tightly in his arms with one hand, and slapped his upturned buttocks twice with the other hand. hand.

"What else is there to hide from me, tell me! Uncle is not honest and careful, stab you with a baton for another night!"

He was ruthless towards him with his mouth, but with a slight force in his hands, he suddenly hugged Luo Xi horizontally, and walked into the bedroom in two steps.

Fu Xindong gently put Luo Xi on the bed, bowed his head to pick up his jacket, and took out a very beautifully packaged brocade bag from the zipper pocket in his arms.

"Here, for you!"

While stroking the boy's clean thigh with his hands, he watched him curiously open the brocade bag and took out a pure white jade pendant.

"Give it to me? It's so cute, uncle!" Luo Xi exclaimed excitedly.

In his hand is a jade pendant carved from Hetian jade, which looks like a round, small white radish.The carving of the jade pendant is very delicate, and the radish looks so vivid that it makes people feel the urge to take a bite.

"Why did you pick me a radish?" Luo Xi was playing with the jade pendant, and at the same time reached out and hooked Fu Xindong's chin, his eyes were both puzzled and provocative.

Fu Xindong pushed his finger against his chin, "You don't need to ask, idiot, isn't your surname Luo? When my uncle thinks about you shooting a gun these days, he always screams to kill you, a little carrot, before he reaches his peak." ordered."

"Damn! You old rascal..."