gentle night

As he stepped back, Yue Jun gave Cheng Xian a bitter look, and wiped his tears with his arms in turn.

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Cheng Xian stood with his hands down, looked coldly at Yue Junsheng for a while, saw him wiping his tears while shrugging his shoulders, choking, the tall man looked more and more lonely and pitiful.

Cheng Xian's hands were still in pain from the beating. He moved his feet and said slowly, "Why are you crying? Don't you want to be gay? You're not gay anymore. I'm going to sleep with someone else. What are you crying about?"

Yue Junsheng's shoulders trembled, and he stared blankly at him with his eyes red from crying, a look of distress flashed in his eyes, "Yes, I'm not a gay, and I don't want to be a gay. I don't want to be sad, there's nothing to be sad about. Yes. I was going to leave..." Seeing the backpack on the ground, he hurriedly walked over with the bag in his hand, and walked towards the door with a dull head, still muttering something in his mouth.

Seeing the little stupid dog's hand touched the doorknob, Cheng Xian frowned, went up to put his shoulder on his shoulder, and snatched his bag, "Where are you going?" Without waiting for Yue Jun to struggle, a few times Push to block, surround the people to the base of the wall, and prop up the two arms on the wall.

Yue Junsheng was stunned for a moment, gasped for breath, and said with red eyes: "Let me go!" He went to Ge Chengxian's hand, and kicked at the bottom of his foot.

Cheng Xian didn't see his two three-legged cat kung fu, grabbed the top of the straw bag with his big palm, twisted his legs, twisted the bottom of the straw bag, and freed a palm to restrain his body. With a push of his head and body, he pressed Yue Junsheng against the wall, and opened his mouth to hold him.

Yue Junsheng's whole body froze, and at first he struggled to move, but after a while, he obediently landed in Cheng Xian's uniform, his expression dazed and his body limp from being kissed.After a while, he vaguely responded to Qi Chengxian.Sensing this, Cheng Xian kept his expression still, and continued to suck, grind and bite Yue Junsheng's lips and tongue with [-] to [-]% of his force.Only he knows how nostalgic he is for this youthful softness, this little lotus's sharp and cute childishness.As long as he works harder, he can keep this little stupid dog, right?As long as you work harder, this little koala should not be so determined to say "I don't want to be gay, I want to go"?

Cheng Xian pressed Yue Junsheng against the wall and kissed for a while, and with a light poo, he reluctantly left Yue Junsheng's lips.There was a distance of two finger widths between him and Yue Junsheng, panting against each other.Cheng Xian's face was calm, his eyes were still sharp, but when he looked at Yue Junsheng, there was a touch of tenderness mixed in.Compared with him, Yue Junsheng's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were still wet from crying, and now he was even more absent-minded, adding a layer of haze, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he didn't know how to face this unsatisfactory world.

Both were silent.After a while, Cheng Xian asked him, "Are you still going?"

There was starlight in Yue Junsheng's eyes, which was brought to him by Cheng Xian's kiss.When the kiss was over, the starlight in his eyes also slowly disappeared, until Cheng Xian asked this sentence, those starlights suddenly went out, and they all drowned in the absent-minded pupils.

He stared blankly at Cheng Xian, his lips moved, and he asked feebly, "What the hell is going on with you and my brother?"

Cheng Xian couldn't answer for a while, he looked left and right, as if looking for something to use as an excuse, but he couldn't find it.

Yue Jun stared at Cheng Xian silently, paying attention to every subtle expression on his face, and his own eyebrows were knotted with a little melancholy like when he was a child.

Cheng Xian raised his eyes and saw the knot between his brows, caressed his face involuntarily, wiped the tear stains from his previous crying with his thumb, and then moved down a little bit to his lips, aggravated from left to right He stroked Yue Junsheng's lips vigorously.Touching back and forth like this, Cheng Xian said, "It's been a long time since your brother and I..."

The wall clock on the wall is ticking slowly, the cold wind outside the window is thin, and the sunshine is faint.Cheng Xian and Yue Junsheng each sat on a chair, and Cheng Xian recreated the demonic past in words one by one.The past many years ago was like a rotten sore, with a good layer of scab formed on weekdays, it looked neither painful nor itchy, only Cheng Xian knew how much he didn't want to touch this sore.He still doesn't want to mention that event, that person, that name, as if if he mentions it, he will be whipped to his body, causing invisible bleeding and pain.Now he opened the scar by himself, cut open the most embarrassing thing in his life, and handed it to Yue Junsheng, so that his little stupid dog could see clearly the pus, blood, carrion, and broken scabs inside.

Regarding the past, Cheng Xian tried his best to describe it concisely, he didn't have the talent to describe things vividly, and it was impossible for him to intentionally describe such an event vividly.He said what the actual situation was, how he was obsessed with Yue Wenlong's body, how Yue Wenlong entertained him, and how the two of them rolled together in the end—Yue Wenlong's rape came first, and his Your own cooperation is behind.

While Cheng Xian was speaking, he slumped back on the chair as if something had been taken away.After so many years, even though he intentionally described the events in a plain manner, those pictures still appeared in front of his eyes, as if they had been infused with demon power.Facing those pictures, he saw clearly how whimsical and shameless he was at that time, how weak he was in the face of Yue Wenlong's despotic power, and how unbearable he was in the face of Yue Wenlong's temptation. try.From his point of view, Yue Wenlong is a devil-like existence. He used to be, and he still is.The same devil disturbed and tormented his mind ten years ago, and today, ten years later, the same devil came to separate him and his little stupid dog, to ruin his rose-colored dream.And he, the gangster in the eyes of the world, this fierce beast who fought in the real jungle, was played by that devil from the beginning to the end, and Yue Wenlong's influence can travel through time, like a shadow, everywhere. As for today.

Cheng Xian's face gradually turned pale, and he felt like he was covered in cold sweat.He looked at Yue Junsheng unconsciously, but the little idiot stared blankly at the floor tiles under his feet.Cheng Xian had finished what he needed to say, and he looked around anxiously like a prisoner standing in court waiting to be sentenced.

The sky outside the building became gloomy again, the clouds gathered and the leaves fell.There was not a single sparrow on the dead tree branch, but someone's cat whined coquettishly in the cold wind.

It took a long time for Cheng Xian to remember to drink some water. When he saw the thermos bottle, he naturally remembered the porridge he cooked for Yue Junsheng in the morning.He poured the water, and really wanted to ask Yue Junsheng, "Have you eaten your morning porridge? Are you hungry now, do you want to eat something more?"

But before he opened his mouth, Yue Junsheng suddenly raised his head, looked at him and said, "Do you like my brother?"

Cheng Xian was taken aback, - it was terrible.He knew he was taken aback, and he knew he shouldn't be taken aback.He also knew that Yue Junsheng's timid and lacklustre eyes had captured his own stupefaction, because almost at the same time, those lovely eyes became more and more dim.To make amends, Cheng Xian repeatedly said firmly: "Your brother is a devil, how could I like a devil... Do you remember when I asked Yue Wenlong whether the threatening letters sent to you were related to him, and he didn't deny it at all. Meaning? He..." The more he spoke, the more short of breath he became.

Yue Junsheng lowered his eyes again, Cheng Xian slowly stopped talking.A feeling of bewilderment rose from the bottom of his heart, he felt as if something was hidden under the misty facts of the past, but he was not sure.He didn't even want to be sure at all, he seemed afraid of finding something great under that cloud, something that would confuse people.He doesn't want those things, he doesn't want to know about those things, please let them go! —He's almost lost his little stupid dog!Just let those things that are both true and false and real and illusory go by as time goes by!Please let his heart be at peace, let his little koala always be with him, let him be like most ordinary people in this world, and spend the rest of his life with his dear ones in a safe and reliable way!

Cheng Xian's chest was full of panic, and for a moment he turned into the wild beast that ran away from Yue Wenlong back then.The claws and fangs of the wild beast are still there, but the courage is gone, and he has no other thought but to pray for the mercy of fate.Cheng Xian stared blankly at Yue Junsheng's expression, and his stomach made a hungry sound.As soon as he moved his legs, he was about to stand up——

"Besides my brother, have you ever slept with anyone else?"

Yue Jun asked abruptly, a layer of tear film welled up in his eyes at some point.He wiped it off with his sleeve, "I mean actually going to bed, not just doing the comfortable things..." The sad little straw bag squinted at him, pinching the seam of his trousers nervously with one hand.

"No, no, no more, I..." Cheng Xian replied quickly, thinking that this answer could save something, and only after he blurted out did he suddenly realize the meaning.

Yue Junsheng lowered his head halfway, and murmured, "So, my brother is your first and only..." As he spoke, he turned his face away, two lines of tears slowly streaming down.He wiped his tears against the wall.

Cheng Xian was heartbroken and flustered, like someone who had been sentenced to death, he stared and shouted: "Junjun!" He couldn't say anything else, and his mind was lost.

Yue Junsheng wiped his tears against the wall for a long time, sniffed his nose, and stood up.He seemed to be aiming at Cheng Xian, and seemed to be talking to himself, "Don't be sad, I'm leaving, I was planning to leave. I'm not gay, I don't want to be gay, I want to go back to school... ...I don't want to be sad, I want to go..." He walked over to pick up his backpack and opened the door