Prisoner direction

Fu Guan adjusted his breath a little, walked up to Wen Langxi, and looked at him who was smoking with his head down.

Enduring the choking smell of smoke, he said softly, "Can you tell me why you are angry?"

Wen Langxi frowned and looked up at Fu Guan, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, "Go out."

The man was chasing him away again.

"But I want to be with you." Fu Guan whispered.

Hearing this, Wen Langxi sneered at himself, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said bitterly: "Why? Please sympathize... No need."

Fu Guan moved his lips, but made no sound.

Actually, Fu Guan didn't know how to answer this question, sympathy?Yes, the reason why he is kind to this person now is because of the strong sympathy at the beginning.

But he felt in his heart that it was not just sympathy, there must be other emotions in it, but he still couldn't clearly distinguish what it was.

"Are you hungry, can we cook together?" Fu Guan asked, he wanted to divert this person's attention and get him out of the existing negative emotions.

But never thought that after Wen Langxi heard this sentence, the irony on Wen Langxi's face became even more serious, and he looked at Fu Guan with mockery in his eyes, "Change the subject?"

"I just……"

Before Fu Guan finished speaking, Wen Langxi interrupted him, shouting: "Okay!"

Then he extinguished the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt on the black wooden table casually, his hands were shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked mocking and self-deprecating, and said fiercely: "Is it a sense of superiority! In front of you, I am transparent Yes or no!"

Fu Guan was stunned when he heard this sentence with a strong accusation, he had never seen Wen Langxi like this, although his face was fierce, but his body exuded despair and struggle.

"Langxi, don't think so, it's not." Fu Guan said with a trembling voice.

He felt sorry for Wen Langxi like this.

This time, Wen Langxi didn't speak any more, just stared at Fu Guan steadfastly, his chest heaved violently, and his veined hand firmly grasped the edge of the wooden table.

I can't control it again!

Fu Guan is fierce again!

What a fucking waste!

At this time, Fu Guan stepped forward, attached his thin palm to Wen Langxi's heart, looked at him sincerely, and said softly: "Let this place calm down, look at me, and breathe slowly."

Wen Langxi panted heavily and looked at Fu Guan, but it only lasted for three seconds.

Three seconds later, Wen Langxi suddenly grabbed Fu Guan's hand on his heart tightly, and before he could react, he pulled him towards the door, and said in a trembling voice, "Go out, don't stay with me."

The reason why he wanted to shut people out was because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and do things to Fu Guan that he would regret in the future.

At the same time, he also felt that there was a fire burning in his chest cavity, and now only "that way" can extinguish the fire.

And most importantly, Fu Guan couldn't let Fu Guan see him put out the fire.

Fu Guan saw the other party pulling him towards the door, he immediately reacted, dragged his body back, and said firmly, "I want to stay with you."

All he knew now was that no matter what, Wen Langxi couldn't be left alone in the room, otherwise he would definitely do something to hurt himself.

This person's emotions are now at a stage where they need to vent, so he will definitely not leave.

But Nai He was not as strong as the other party, so he was dragged to the door by his wrist, and the man had already opened the door, ready to push him out.

Seeing this scene, Fu Guan became anxious. For the first time in his life, he hated why he didn't develop strong muscles, which made him feel as boring as a woman now.

But it's not that Fu Guan is boring, but Wen Langxi's strength is too great.

Wen Langxi was just about to push him away, but he didn't expect that Fu Guan suddenly hugged his waist tightly from behind, and at the same time stuck his whole body on his back.

Then I heard a firm voice, "If we want to go out, we must go together, otherwise I won't let go."

Sensing the warm body of the man behind him, Wen Langxi couldn't help but stop. He never thought that Fu Guan would hug him so tightly.

The two stood in place like this, Wen Langxi grabbed the doorknob with one hand, and Fu Guan's wrist with the other; while Fu Guan tightly wrapped Wen Langxi's narrow waist with the other hand, and pressed his profile against each other. of the back of the neck.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The two of them didn't make a sound, they just stood there quietly, with the sound of heartbeats echoing in their ears.

After a long time, Wen Langxi felt that the fire in his chest was burning hotter, suppressed his breath, and said in a low voice: "You really want to grab me?"

"Do not."

Wen Langxi whispered again: "Are you afraid that I will get angry with you?"

"Not afraid"

Hearing Fu Guan's denials twice, Wen Langxi narrowed his eyes, a faint and inexplicable light gradually appeared in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid I'll hit you?"

"you will not."

The fire in the chest had almost reached the throat, Wen Langxi curled up his fingers holding the doorknob, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, gritted his teeth, and exhausted all his strength before speaking the next words.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kiss you?"

As soon as these words came out, the air in the room froze.

Fu Guan, who was stuck behind Wen Langxi, suddenly stopped, staring at the back of the man's head with wide eyes, unable to say a word.

Time passed in silence, and I don't know how long it has passed, Wen Langxi suddenly smiled.

I didn't hear this person's answer, I thought I wouldn't be too disappointed, but it was the opposite.

Desperate and sad emotions overwhelmed the sky in an instant, severely extinguishing the fire in his chest, and then mercilessly smashed into his heart, liver and lungs.

Just now it was burning pain, now it is dull pressure pain.

Why didn't Fu Guan accept his kiss?This question is ridiculous.

Why did Fu Guan accept his kiss?

What is he?What kind of identity does he have?What reason does he have?

He's just a lunatic, a lunatic who can't control himself, he suffers from a disease that can make everyone suffer, and he's just a broom star who can kill others.

What qualifications does he have to let Fu Guan accept his kiss?

He is too ignorant of flattery, this person can live with him, it is already a huge extravagant wish of his, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

He should be thankful that he still has value to Fu Guan.

Fortunately, not for nothing.

After Wen Langxi chuckled, a tear slipped from his bloodshot eyes, ran down his face, and hit the back of Fu Guan's hand with a thud.

Perhaps it was because the space was too silent, the sound of the tears falling was very ear-piercing, and it hit Fu Guan's heart right away.

Fu Guan immediately took the hand around Wen Lang's waist to his eyes, and stared at the hot tear without blinking.

Wen Langxi cried.

For some reason, Fu Guan felt that his heart began to ache. He seemed to have a sudden connection with this person. This tear condensed too many things...

Self-deprecation, sadness, pain, despair, cornered...

Fu Guan's nose became sore, and he slowly moved in front of Wen Langxi, seeing the tear stains under the man's red eyes, and his hand was still tightly clenched, Fu Guan suddenly realized that it was not his hand.

This is a life-saving straw, this is Wen Langxi unconsciously asking him for help, this is the painful struggle of BPD patients.

Fu Guan's eyes turned red at this moment. This is obviously a trivial matter, but it aroused so many negative emotions in Wen Langxi, even to the point of crushing him.

That's what's scary about BPD.

Hurt people at the slightest, kill people invisible.

All emotions are switched in the patient's brain and chest, from anger to sadness, from sadness to despair, and finally from despair to motivation to hurt oneself.

This is a net that makes people step into the abyss, in which one after another struggling or sinking souls are trapped.

The figure in front of Fu Guan gradually blurred, he looked at Wen Langxi distressedly, raised his bony hand, and stroked the tears on Wen Langxi's face.

With a trembling voice, he said, "You cried..."

Wen Langxi felt that his head was in severe pain, endured the torment in his heart, let go of Fu Guan's wrist, turned around and returned to the room, with his back to Fu Guan.

He said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, and I'm not hungry, go get yourself something to eat, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Fu Guan curled his fingers tightly and looked at Wen Langxi's back.

Wen Langxi was standing by the window, the dim light outside the window stuck to Wen Langxi's body through the glass, making the outline of the person emit a circle of dark light, as if he did not belong to this world, as if he would disappear soon .

Seeing that Fu Guan didn't say a word, Wen Langxi rubbed his face, turned his head and smiled forcedly, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Go and eat, I'll rest..."

"Not afraid."

Fu Guan interrupted Wen Langxi's next words, with tears in his eyes.

Hearing these two nonsensical words, Wen Langxi was startled, but didn't react, and didn't understand what Fu Guan meant by 'not afraid'.

Fu Guan walked up to Wen Langxi, stood face to face with him by the window, looked into his eyes seriously, and said softly, "Langxi, I'm not afraid."

"What are you not afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of you kissing me."

After Fu Guan said these words, he closed his eyes.

He didn't know why his heart hurt, but he knew that if he walked out of this door today, it would be equivalent to pushing Wen Langxi to hell with his own hands.

He has also tasted the taste of hell on earth, and he understands it too well. It is because he understands that he can empathize so much.

Wen Langxi was keen on making physical contact with him, so since he could do it, why would he refuse, and why not share his warmth with him.

A bowl of hot water in the winter 12 years ago can make him remember now, so now he has more, why not give some warmth to such a person who longs to be loved?

This has nothing to do with anything else, it's just a form, a form that can give Wen Langxi warmth.

The 'kiss' here is like a cup of hot water, it is a good medicine that can heal people, so why impose so many non-existent meanings on it?

His 'kiss' is in a narrow sense, and the definition of this 'kiss' is limited to Wen Langxi.

This is the 'kiss' tailored by Fu Guan for Wen Langxi.