[abuse] a leaf boat

Fog was rising in the bathroom, but Zhang Bing could see clearly what he should have seen.On weekdays, I often take a bath with my comrades in arms, and I often see each other's naked bodies, but now I feel guilty.

Impatient with waiting, Yu Bo went up to pick off Zhang Bing's clothes.Zhang Bing immediately fled to the corner, because Yu Bo blocked the door with his naked body.As long as there is a place where Yu Bo is naked, Zhang Bing's line of sight will automatically block a certain area.But the three moles on Yu Bo's neck, as well as the curvature and thickness of his pectoral muscles were clearly captured by his peripheral vision.Zhang Bing had difficulty breathing due to the thin air in the bathroom.He gasped and found that Yu Bo's abdominal muscles were asymmetrical, with very little body fat, and his abdominal muscles were arranged in fields, which made people wonder about his waist.You can also see the arc of Yu Bo shrinking from the broad shoulders to the waist, and the muscles in the ribs are like the gills of a shark.The two strong thighs contain infinite strength, and the leg hair is full of masculine characteristics. It is densely packed on the calves, or sparsely grows on the thighs. Even the thighs have a few sparse... Zhang Bing saw the water I shouldn't see in the fog, so my breathing became more rapid.

Yu Bo sighed and shook his head in disappointment: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, don't worry. I worry about being hated by you all day now, unless you want to, I dare not provoke you." Gu Zi ground laughed twice.

Yu Bo walked under the faucet, letting the rushing water crash into his mind to stagnate, just feel the comfort of the water temperature.From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Bing taking off his underwear and walking silently to a cubicle.Yu Bo's heart was itchy, he turned it off maliciously, and went to the compartment next to Zhang Bing to wash it.Zhang Bing's hair was covered with shampoo, and he couldn't open his eyes to protest.He felt that there was a hand helping to rub it, but it didn't look like kindness, only three or two strokes, and his patience was exhausted. Zhang Bing felt that those hands and his master had left.

"You, you, uh," the director of the voice hesitated, and it was difficult to say: "When did you get the injury on your back?"

Zhang Bing quickly withdrew his body, hid his back, washed the foam off his head, and pretended not to hear.Yu Bo trembled, and asked in a low voice, "When did you get hurt?" Yu Bo had no faith, but prayed that these wounds had nothing to do with him.Although his mind has long been welded to Zhang Bing, if these wounds are related to him, Yu Bo may engrave his love for him on his bones as a tattoo that no one can see.

The scars on the back seemed to be covered with large and small parasites, criss-crossing, as if they were corpses of a group of insects, still sucking Zhang Bing's blood after death.Those scars have not scabbed over, and have long been integrated with Zhang Bing's flesh and blood, just like the witness of the past history, proving some horrific past hidden by Zhang Bing.

The trembling hand clenched into a fist with great difficulty, giving Yu Bo the strength to look directly at Zhang Bing.He thought it was caused by himself, the bathroom was filled with fog and he couldn't see clearly.

Zhang Bing avoids it intentionally, but it arouses Yu Bo's even greater anger.He wished he could separate his soul from his body, and then kick his foot on the original dirty body to separate the relationship.Yu Bo punched the wall, and the damp and cracked walls of the roof fell off one after another.

Zhang Bing was afraid, and he couldn't escape now, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.He vaguely knew that Yu Bo was not angry with him.Speaking of which, Zhang Bing felt strange.Yu Bo in front of him, the shower poured on the top of his head, gurgling through the tips of his black hair and gathering on his chin, still unable to cover up his beast-like aura.Yu Bo is like a monster that is about to erupt at any time, and anyone who sees him will run away.But Zhang Bing didn't feel scared, and joked: "Don't hammer it, my head is covered with wall dust, and I don't wash my hair again. Can I point to these and tell my comrades that this is winter snow, not dandruff? Don't get me wrong."

After telling the unintentional joke, Zhang Bing regretted not being able to turn back time, and the atmosphere became more awkward, coupled with Zhang Bing's self-serving smirk.

Yu Bo looked at Zhang Bing affectionately with a hurt face.Zhang Bing looked at each other in embarrassment, turned his head to one side, and Yu Bo grabbed his shoulder and straightened his body.

The air is dense, instead of blocking the bright white lights, leaving vague shadows on the walls.

The shower slammed against the floor and flowed into the drain with a hollow sound.Zhang Bing and Yu Bo faced each other naked, and no one could escape.

"Did I cause your injury?"

"No, no, it's an old injury from before. It's not your problem, so you don't have to worry about it." Feeling surprised, Zhang Bing explained immediately, unexpectedly seeing Yu Bo's face become more gloomy.

"Who did that?" Yu Bo unconsciously increased his strength, pinching Zhang Bing.

"It wasn't anyone who did it, it was just an accident. I accidentally got burned, that's it. But thank you for your concern." Zhang Bing took the opportunity to pull away, his hand was held by Yu Bo, and he couldn't pull it away.

Yu Bo's hand touched Zhang Bing's cheek, and Yu Bo put Zhang Bing's hand on his bulging chest.

"Did you hear the heartbeat?" Yu Bo wanted to imprint his determination on Zhang Bing's heart through his eyes: "This heart will always beat for you in the future."

It may be too warm, or it may be that his breathing is not smooth. Zhang Bing made many excuses to interfere with his concentration.His heart was twitched by Yu Bo's words, and his feet were already floating.He never thought that as long as someone utters words containing "protection" in adulthood, even if he doesn't take actual actions, Zhang Bing will almost deliver his whole body.

The siren lighted up in his head, and Zhang Bing felt more danger.He pulled out his palms to put on his clothes, ignoring the water droplets on his body, and fled quickly.He ran in the corridor of Yinxue, looking back from time to time, the bathroom was still lit with orange lights, standing quietly, looking warm.

But orange is also a warning color.Zhang Bing forced his head back, speeded up, rushed back to the dormitory, put on the quilt, and fell asleep desperately.

Yu Bo in the bathroom smirked for a while, relieved.He was really scared, afraid that Zhang Bing would look at him with hatred, just like Zhang Bing used to look at him with hatred.Thinking of the madness he did, Yu Bo would shake his head vigorously, trying to shake off or escape, unwilling to face up to the past.

He closed the rattling area, dried himself, put on his clothes slowly, and deliberately walked slowly in the bedroom, hoping that Zhang Bing could hear every step.He wants to tell Zhang Bing that the toes only point in one direction, which is Zhang Bing's heart.One day, he will definitely walk into Zhang Bing's heart and engrave the sound of his footsteps as a spell, ordering him to miss himself all the time.

Yu Bo lay comfortably on the bed, relaxed his whole body, thinking about Zhang Bing.Seeing the scars on Zhang Bing's back, Yu Bo recalled the fire in Wuying City in his memory, but there were so many accidents that he couldn't think of them with his fingers, let alone without the help of any materials.There are too many doubts about Zhang Bing, Yu Bo frowns abnormally, unable to think about it for a while.

However, there is one point, Yu Bo will not change his opinion of Zhang Bing.Although he lies a lot, and sometimes he is greedy for cheap, but he can't do it well, and he looks extremely stupid.But the heart is kind, just this, can make Yu Bo toss and turn on the bed, suppress the longing, suppress the fantasy of sleeping with Zhang Bing.

There is another question, that is, how did Zhang Bing have a letter from Nanye.For Zhang Bing's unreliable inference that he likes Nanye and came to the army in order to avenge himself, after a moment of proud passion, Yu Bo himself finds it ridiculous.

Yu Bo suddenly slapped his head violently, he was too excited, and the patter sound was too clear.

He smirked again.In order not to disturb others' rest, Yu Bo covered his head.If Zhang Bing is Nanye's pen pal, all the questions can be explained.Before thinking of the real answer, Yu Bo's undisciplined mind was still filled with absurd ideas such as: Zhang Bing is an undercover agent sent by another family, discovered his own scandal, spread it on the news page, and so on.

However, the fact that Zhang Bing is Nanye's pen pal is just Yu Bo's whimsical idea without any more evidence to explain it.But this is the most reliable answer that Yu Bo thinks, as for the explanation, he has never had anything to do with him.As soon as Yu Bo turned over, he identified Zhang Bing as a former "pen pal".Only then did he let out a long breath.For Yu Bo, he just needs a reason. As for whether it is true or not, whether Zhang Bing's past is stained or not.Yu Bo didn't care about them at all.He only cares about the people he sees in front of him.

Too excited to fall asleep, Yu Bo turned over, feeling that he still had to care about Zhang Bing's past.There are some scars on Zhang Bing's arms, which are obviously the marks left by the trauma, and Nan Ye has had them before.However, Nanye never concealed it, and actively cried to Yu Bo.At that time, Yu Bo, who was still young, hugged Nanye who was in pain, feeling heartbroken, and bought him a lot of decent and elegant clothes, and Nanye reluctantly accepted them after coaxing him.

Thinking of myself at that time, I acted like a mature man, and now the bitterness in my heart is glowing.I thought Nanye was not a person who loves money and things, so he praised his character of shirking clothes.To this day, knowing Nanye's character, I feel more and more hypocritical and shameful.Yu Bo once disliked the elders around him wearing masks and approaching him, but he was eventually deceived.

The silver moon is as cool as a ditch.Yu Bo stretched out his hand in front of him, opened it and put it down again.He recalled the special warmth when he held Zhang Bing's hand, which was the special feeling of the connection between the two people.

Recalling the past, Yu Bo fell into a soft dreamland.

Since that day, Yu Bo has become more powerful, and Zhang Bing has become more and more wary of Yu Bo.

You must stay away from Yubo, otherwise Yubo's flame will burn his whole body one day, like the bone-eating hellfire.

But they all live in a well-disciplined army, and they can't see up and down, so where can they hide?

Can no longer hide, so Zhang Bing decided to make up the lie and face it directly.Even if there is still attachment to Yu Bo now, this situation cannot be maintained, it is better to end it sooner or later, it will not be difficult to rekindle the hatred in Yu Bo's heart.Anyway, he is extremely sensitive to betrayal.

Zhang Bing stood on the steps in front of the cafeteria, pretending to clean while waiting for Yu Bo, feeling uneasy.

Yu Bo ran fast with his long legs, without slipping on the snow, and jumped from the stairs to Zhang Bing in two or three steps.

Zhang Bing wanted to laugh, that this man who seemed to be mature and stable in the past was a half-mature boy.Thinking about it is right, Zhang Bing is 20 this year, and Yu Bo is just in his early 18s. They graduated in the same year and joined the army in the same year. They are the same age, but their lives are different.

"I want to tell you the truth." Zhang Bing had a serious expression, looking stern in the wind: "I didn't want to admit it, but I still can't go against my conscience. I was wrong, so I want to tell you everything, I framed you everything the truth."

The wind was blowing, freezing Yu Bo's tall and straight spine, which was stiff and brittle at the moment.

The author has something to say: When writing a summary, many times I can’t write the real central content. It may be because the story of the article is not particularly compact. As always, thank you for watching.