I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"It takes everything to get noticed."

On the plane at 10:30 in the evening, there is no airport in Ningcheng, and Chu Tingdong has to take the high-speed train for more than an hour to get to the international airport in the provincial capital, so he has to pack his suitcase and leave.

Zhong Xun hugged Chu Tingdong's quilt, lay on his back on the bed, and waited for ten minutes without seeing Chu Tingdong before returning to the bedroom.

He couldn't help but pick out the fragile stitches at the corner of the quilt with his fingertips, feeling inexplicably uneasy. This person won't suddenly regret it, and then leave without even taking the suitcase?

Even if he's a piece of shit blocking the way, it's frustrating to be despised like this.

So he got up pretending not to care, and walked towards the bathroom, only to find that Chu Tingdong hadn't left, and was standing at the door of his bedroom across the corridor.

The sleeves were rolled up, revealing the cold and slender arms.

Chu Tingdong saw that Zhong Xun hadn't replaced the broken, crooked and loose door lock. He wanted to take care of it before, but he didn't take care of it in the end. Now he didn't hesitate anymore and helped him change it again.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Xun dawdled, and stuck behind him, and caught a glimpse of the screwdriver in Chu Tingdong's hand out of the corner of his eye.

Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes and asked him: "You quarreled with me before, where did you go to live at night?"

Zhong Xun wanted to get angry with him again, wanting to say that only my boyfriend can ask me where I am going, what are you doing, then the words got to the point of his mouth, he pressed his lips and held back, it seemed that he could indeed ask this time.

"Internet cafe," Zhong Xun lowered his eyelashes and stared at his toes, muttering uncomfortably, "or the security room of the ice rink."

"Go out and stay for a few days, wait for me to come back," Chu Tingdong quickly changed the locks, put his arms around him, rubbed his chin to the top of his soft hair, and squeezed his back gently with the gauze-wrapped hand Neck, "Do you have any money? Go to a hotel."

"No," Zhong Xun confronted him, and the back of his neck itched when he was pinched. He couldn't help hiding, but was held in his arms, and his mouth was even harder. He said, "What's the use of waiting for you to come back?"

"No, I'll give it to you." Chu Tingdong ignored him knowingly asked, and only answered his previous question.

His chin rested on the top of Zhong Xun's head, his voice seemed to be much lower, and there was a sense of tremor, Zhong Xun raised his head slightly, and the tip of his nose could rub against his Adam's apple, his tailbone felt numb, and his cheeks burst red .

Zhong Xun pretended to be interested in money, and deliberately said, "Then I want 500 yuan."

The small hotels in the old town, if the conditions are better, can only be [-] per night at most, he just pushes his limits, Chu Tingdong gets used to him, the more trouble he makes, even though he knows it will be disgusting.

But Chu Tingdong didn't say anything, and before he left, he actually transferred five hundred to him.

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded, and when Chu Tingdong left, he lay down on Chu Tingdong's bed again, tossed and turned, bit his lips and nodded to accept the money, but Chu Tingdong still didn't respond, as if it was really given to him, he still couldn't help it confidence.

He originally thought that Chu Tingdong was at least smarter than him, otherwise how would he get the first place in the grade, now it seems that what is so good, it would be good for this person not to be deceived by the Internet.

From his point of view, Chu Tingdong was like someone who was taken advantage of in the news, found a liar boyfriend or girlfriend, and had to count the money for the other party.

If he is any worse, not only can he trick Chu Tingdong into coming out with him, he might even be able to trick him into ruining his entire family.

[Reported lost: I don't want... You can take it back. 】

It's fine to cheat his body and mind, but if he cheats money, he is afraid that he will be torn apart when he breaks up.

Chu Tingdong got into the taxi, and the lights outside the car window were dim in the middle of the night. He looked down at his phone, not sure if Zhong Xun was really full, or he was being stubborn again.

[: It's okay, you put it away first. 】

[Clock Puppy: ...]

[Zhong Xiaogou: Oh. 】

[Zhong Xiaogou: Thank you brother. 】

Then Chu Tingdong saw that he sent a large picture in one go, there may be hundreds of colorful fluorescent hearts, and an arrow piercing the heart, hitting the screen in an exaggerated manner, dazzling.

It seems that only one heart is small and insignificant, and you have to dig out everything and put it in front of the other party before you will be noticed.

Zhong Xun sweetly talked to him again, "I like you, brother, I like you."

Chu Tingdong stared at the large dazzling love for a long time, and then moved away until his eyes were dry. He turned his head and glanced at his wrist again. He hadn't washed off the two villains drawn by Zhong Xun.

He picked up the wet wipes, but paused for a while, took a few photos before wiping them off, but his wrists were still feeling empty for a moment.

-

When Song Yijin called, Zhong Xun was still crookedly lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone in a daze, and heard Song Yijin ask him in a thief-like manner, "Will you come to the Internet cafe, there are good things."

There was a lot of noise around him, as if there were many people around him.

"What?" Zhong Xun gnawed on his nails and asked with a frown.

Song Yijin laughed so flirtatiously, Zhong Xun listened to the movement of the cloth rubbing against the microphone in the movie over the microphone, as well as the small panting, suddenly understood, almost dropped the phone, and cursed: "Fuck you, I don't want to look."

Several boys in the class were also there, Zhong Xun was not interested in this kind of thing, let alone join in the fun with them.

"Anyway, you're idle, what are you doing at home?" Song Yijin wondered, "Aren't you bored?"

"It's up to you," Zhong Xun lay on Chu Tingdong's bed eating potato chips, and said vaguely, "I'm thinking about how to get rich."

Song Yijin said disdainfully: "What kind of money are you making? It's late at night. You don't have a fever, do you?"

"Rolling..." Zhong Xun was so annoyed that he hung up the phone, patted the potato chip crumbs on the bed sheet, and turned over while hugging the quilt. The old house was too quiet late at night, and he stared blankly at the ceiling.

Heterosexuality has become like this, and he suddenly felt that he should learn about homosexuality and see something... But how can I find it.

Song Yiling must have it, but he couldn't ask Song Yiling for it.

Zhong Xun got up and searched aimlessly on his mobile phone. After struggling for more than an hour, he finally found one. There were ambiguous and entangled color blocks on the screen.

He turned off the light with a guilty conscience, bit his lips under the blanket, and clicked on the video in the darkness.

It's not that he pretended to be pure on purpose, he was born to find this disgusting, and he couldn't imagine how his parents gave birth to him.

Before entering junior high school, he always felt that he was born different from others, perhaps like a toad covered in mucus, with swollen eyes, drooling tongue, cold and slippery skin, and weirdly twisted limbs, as if parasitic in the sewer freak, so he has been very resistant to contact with everything in this area.

He didn't know what he looked like when he kissed Chu Tingdong, but he saw that the young man's lips were wet, and he kept swallowing with his head raised. He was biting his nails hard, and his throat had already faintly felt sick.

Later, when it came to the feature film, a weak, hoarse and sweet voice came from the earphones, and there was a slight cry. The man's overly dark and strong abdominal muscles dangled in front of his eyes, and his stomach suddenly turned upside down. Sour water.

This time he really couldn't hold back, he threw away the phone, staggered to the toilet, threw up with his head down, and vomited until it was dark, with rational tears oozing from the end of his eyes, and his lips were numb.

Until my throat was burning and my stomach became empty, I still couldn't help retching.

He didn't dare to go back to the bedroom, turned around and ran to the Internet cafe, the faint light from the computer screen reflected his pale to transparent cheeks, he sat down next to Song Yijin in a little panic.

Song Yijin was taken aback by him, took off his earphones and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Xun was still nauseous, his stomach was wriggling non-stop, causing his internal organs to throb, his back was drenched in cold sweat, the end of his eyes were dripping red, his lips were pale, he stared at Song Yijin for a few seconds, and said Without saying a word, he ran away suddenly.

He ran all the way home, lifted Chu Tingdong's quilt and got in, hugged the quilt tightly in his arms, trembling like a drowning person embracing driftwood, his body gradually warmed up a little.

He vomited too violently, trembling all over his body, Chu Tingdong is gay, it should be the source of his fear, but now he just wants to hide in Chu Tingdong's quilt.

Zhong Xun couldn't tell whether he was disgusted with this matter, or whether he was disgusted with this matter with men.

He just felt sick anyway.

Chu Tingdong sent him a message, but he didn't dare to look at it, and fell asleep drowsily covered by the quilt. When he woke up, he almost couldn't help vomiting acid water after thinking about it for a while.

He thought anxiously, this time it's over, and within three days of dating, he suddenly became homophobic.

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