Yi Xing

It's snowing again.

I walked slowly in the snow with Tang Cheng, and he suddenly said: "Brother Xing has a coffee table at home, made of glass, and my uncle likes to put a whole set of tea sets on it, including teapots and cups. Do you know that the coffee table in someone else's house They are all messy things, the coffee table at Brother Xing’s house is the coffee table.”

His tears are still gurgling out, I think fortunately this is the south.

If it was twenty or thirty degrees below zero, his tears would have been frozen on his face.

There is an empty space in Fu Yixing's living room.

There should have been a glass coffee table.

Later, the glass was broken, and I don't know if the tea sets are still in good condition.

The scratches on his feet... I can't keep thinking about the scene.

A father who loves tea ceremony lifted the coffee table.

A silent son is like a statue, letting broken glass splash on him.

Tang Chenghong returned home, his aunt quickly coaxed him, and he went back to the room without saying anything.

"Xiao Ke, Yi Xing him, is something wrong?"

"It should be kneeling, the leg is not very good, and there are injuries on the feet."

"Then Chengcheng, what's the matter with him?" My aunt didn't look well either, with a sick look on her face, and her voice trembled when she asked me.

I don't know what she meant by this question, Tang Cheng is fine.

"He probably got scared when he saw brother Yixing's injury. When he saw brother Yixing a few days ago, he also had injuries on his face."

Tang Cheng should be the kind of person with delicate feelings. Fu Yixing is so close to him. He fights for some rights for Brother Xing and sheds tears for Brother Xing, which seems normal to me.

But my aunt's next question made me feel a little shocked.

"Tang Cheng, is he, is he too?"

She opened her mouth and wanted to say the word homosexuality, but she couldn't.

I've never thought about it before, and I don't understand why my aunt guessed like that.

"Why do you think so? Didn't he still fall in love with Ning Xiner before?"

She didn't answer, let me go to bed early.

When I was lying on the bed, I could always think of Fu Yixing sitting on the bed, and thinking of his injury, the more I thought about it, the less sleepy I became.

It is a very realistic thing that men like men, which is different from girls who like to see two boys get together and get intimate.

They may love each other, or they may be willing to stay together. This kind of love is not protected by the law and does not conform to the traditional values ​​of society, so it will not be seen.

Some people give up on themselves, only want sex, don't love, can't clean themselves, and suffer from incurable diseases.Onlookers will think that this group is like this, promiscuous, promiscuous.

Innocent people would say, "That's not the case, I'm not like this." Experts and scholars refuted with data, "The data show that gay men have a higher rate of AIDS than normal groups."

Justified.

Tang Cheng asked me why I was not surprised, this is not the first time I have heard of such a thing.

When I was in junior high school, I asked the police uncle why he didn't fall in love, was it because he was afraid that I didn't want a stepmother.

The police uncle said: "My lover has passed away, and I still miss him."

Missing is the worst.

I thought his lover was a gentle and virtuous woman like my mother, but later in the middle of the night I saw him pinching the photo frame in a daze, it was the photo frame that had been placed beside his bed.

Gradually, I also understood that the man in the photo with a shaved face and wearing a military uniform was not just his comrade in arms, but also someone whom the police uncle wanted to miss for the rest of his life.

My first perception of the gay community was not sissy.

Two tough and masculine men can also love each other.

I don't think this group is disgusting, because the love of police uncles is noble and pure.

I don't think Fu Yixing is disgusting either.

Tang Cheng was still unwilling to reconcile with his father.

My aunt couldn't bear the stomach pains and went to the doctor.

Both father and son care about their aunt, but they don't like each other.

When the winter vacation was coming to an end, Tang Cheng hugged the quilt and wanted to sleep with me.

He was tucking his hands under his head, staring at the ceiling thoughtfully, and I knew he wasn't coming to sleep.

But I was also terrified of what he might say to me.

My aunt is Tang Cheng's mother. She should know Tang Cheng's personality better than I do. She didn't explain why she was worried that Tang Cheng liked men, but if she could ask me, it showed that her guess was not groundless.

"Ren Ke."

He looked at the ceiling of a century, and I was about to fall asleep when he made the sound.

"You think about things more thoughtfully than I do. You can analyze and analyze for me."

I responded, but my heart started beating wildly.

"I think I may also like boys." He said this very carefully, but also very rigorously.

"Have you thought about it?"

Tang Cheng's voice seemed to be choked in his throat, and he was very lacking in confidence. He told me: "I didn't think about it."

I turned on the bedside lamp and sat up, the light from the small lamp was almost blocked by me, and only illuminated the area above Tang Cheng's cheekbones.

From my angle, it's easy to see the slightly raised corners of his eyes. The color of Tang Cheng's pupils is not dark. When the light shines on them, they look even lighter. His eyes don't have as complicated emotions as they sound. .

"Do you think you like Fu Yixing?"

He turned to face me, raised his head again, looked up at me for a while, and finally said yes.

"Tang Cheng, your feelings for Fu Yixing may not be liking, and you can't think that you like men just because you have some feelings for him."

He turned over and lay down on the pillow again, and said, "Didn't you say that some people are bisexual?"

"Bisexuality... I think you can still call yourself bisexual if you like other men, but Fu Yixing is different. You may just depend on him, a habit."

"But I also felt this way when I liked Ning Xiner."

I turned on the light and got back under the covers. If this topic continues, Tang Cheng will say that I have no relationship experience, and the two of us can't talk about it.

I closed my eyes, thinking how I could continue this topic without the emotional aspect.

Finally said: "Bisexual, you should be able to have sexual impulses towards both men and women, I will find you some movies to watch."

Tang Cheng immediately turned over and faced me, sighing: "I didn't expect you to be an old driver. I haven't seen pornography yet."

"Do you think I've seen it, I'm all for you."

"It's so touching. I, as an older brother, was brought up by my younger brother."

"Don't fall in love with me."

I knew that Gu Yang and Lu Yuanyuan had a lot of resources in their hands, so I asked them if they had any calcium tablets, or if the two girls were together.

Lu Yuyao said that I finally awakened the gay soul.

To be honest, I think Lu Yuanyuan is really unreliable in this respect. Fu Yixing, a serious gay guy, never doubts his sexual orientation. Instead, he thinks that straight people like me are gay.

I really wanted to refute him like this, but I shut up anyway, thinking that real homosexuality might not be welcomed by others, and I didn't want him to have any prejudice against Fu Yixing.

He sent me a U disk in a hurry, and asked me to treat him to dinner as a matter of course. Before leaving, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Ke Ke, no matter what you are, I will support you. After reading the following I will give feedback."

I strolled home slowly, the USB stick twirling in my hand, and suddenly felt that my puberty had really come, but it was not normal.

Maybe it was because there were too many things in my mind, so I went downstairs to Fu Yixing's house.

The building outside his window is the one behind me, so I can see the window of Fu Yixing's room from my position.

I counted up 12 floors and found the tiny window.

Modern people live in tall buildings, so the story of Romeo and Juliet can only happen in the Shakespeare era, or in blockbuster movies.

I don't know if Fu Yixing's legs are good, if he is still doing math problems, if his parents still can't accept homosexuality.

After a while, he will find out if Tang Cheng is bisexual. If he really likes Fu Yixing...Fu Fu still doesn't know anything.

Will he like Tangcheng?

I sighed and continued to look at the window.

If Fu Yixing hadn't come out, or had waited until Tang Cheng went abroad before coming out, Tang Tiantian, that little idiot, would never have thought that he liked Fu Yixing's feelings.

Why is Mr. Fu so sure that he likes men?

Although he doesn't like to get along with girls.

Who is he in love with?

Thinking of this, I suddenly had some clues.

I hope that Tang Cheng only likes girls, and I also hope that the person Fu Yixing likes is not Tang Cheng.

If Tang Cheng is straight, the fact that President Fu likes Tang Cheng will shake Tang Tiantian.

If Tang Cheng really likes a man, his uncle can't agree with them being together.

Therefore, Fu Yixing cannot like Tangcheng.

I'm still a little selfish, although the rational reason is very good, emotionally, my cousin is in a relationship with a good friend, and I'm so embarrassed to be caught in the middle.

and so.

Fu Yixing, you must not like Tangcheng.

I looked up for a long time, and my neck was sore.Facts have proved that I can't let Fu Yixing know that I am looking at the window of his house even if I stare through the glass. I don't have such strong vision and thoughts.

So I sent him a WeChat message, "Fu Fu, I'm downstairs at your house. If your legs are better, please close the curtains. If not, don't move."

I looked up for a while, the building was too high, and I couldn't see if there was anyone by the window, so maybe he didn't see the news, or maybe his leg wasn't in good shape.

I don’t know how often Mr. Fu looks at his mobile phone every few minutes. Let me give him 5 minutes to react. It is 14:24, and I will go home at 02:30 pm.

Near big and far small are really a very realistic law.

The windows on the first floor are equipped with anti-theft nets and the curtains are tightly drawn, probably because they are afraid that thieves will turn over from the window sill with their hands.

The layout of the bedroom on the second floor is very simple, with only a bed and a wardrobe.

There is a small object hanging on the window on the third floor. I don't know if it is a wind chime or a sunny doll.

There are several pots of green plants on the windowsill on the fifth floor.

It's not that you can't see it, it's just that you can't see it clearly.

It was sunny today, and the afternoon sun was very comfortable. The solar water heater on the roof reflected the light, shining brightly.

Hope this crap ends soon.

I raised my watch to my eyes, it was 14:28.

When I put my hand down, Fu Yixing came out of the elevator.

"Ren Ke!"

He ran towards me while yelling at me, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with his leg.

I squinted at him and suddenly felt very happy, just waiting for him to come to me.

"Why did you come down? Didn't I ask you to pull the curtains?"

"I want to see you." Fu Yixing was a little out of breath. It was strange that he didn't get out of breath after running 1500 meters.

While giving him the air, I gently pushed his knee against his knee with my leg, and the man frowned again.

It hurts, I dare not say it.

"I'm doing strenuous exercise even though I'm not feeling well, that's enough, go back and lie down, I have something important to deal with." I waved the USB flash drive at him.

Boss Fu has never tried to persuade me to stay. Of course, it doesn't make any sense to keep me now. He nodded and said, "Let's go."

I left without hesitation, walked around the corner and glanced at my watch again, it was 14:33.

It took Mr. Fu 4 minutes to run down, and our meeting lasted no more than 3 minutes. Thinking of this, I thought it was funny, and when I looked back, he was still there.

I don't know why, but when I look back, it's as if I know he will be there.

I waved to him, and ran home in one go.

Tang Cheng's sexual orientation is also a matter of urgency.

I inserted the USB flash drive into Tangcheng's computer, and the screen immediately showed that the USB flash drive had used 112.7GB of space.

This guy is really amazing.

Tang Cheng was a little nervous, closed the curtains, and locked the door behind him.

This room has become a dark secret room, only the computer screen is on, and a Two-dimensional loli looks back arrogantly holding a straw hat.

The white skirt loli murder case.

I was frightened by the words that popped into my mind, so I quickly opened the memory.

It's rare to do a meticulous thing. He divided several folders, "GV", "AV", "DIY", and "Lily".

Under GV, there are "1V1" and "Group P".

"Which one should I see first?"

Tang Cheng hesitated for a while, and said, "GV, it's for two people."

I moved the mouse to that folder, and on second thought, rather than knowing whether Tang Cheng likes men, I want to make sure whether he really likes girls.

The relationship between him and Ning Xiner is actually very delicate. At first I thought he was very affectionate, but what he said was not the case.

It's not wrong to describe love with words such as love and habit, but it's strange to describe an adolescent guy like Tang Cheng who is not firm in his stand.

Changed hands and opened a lily sheet.

Both protagonists are blond busty, and one has heavily painted lips.

The scene is beautiful, the snow-white flesh is intertwined on the burgundy checked sheets, and the body hair of the two actors has been shaved...

The sound of "□□" gradually became stronger, slowly filling the entire small black room.

I heard that Tang Cheng's breathing also started to become faster.

Although I didn't want to spoil his interest, I also didn't want to watch him solve his needs in front of my eyes, so I asked him, "Are you hard?"

Tang Cheng hummed shyly.

I just turned off the video.

"Do you want to go to the toilet to solve it first or calm down by yourself?"

"No... don't need to solve it."

I lay down on his bed, closed my eyes, and felt my shame explode.

"I'm fine, let's go on."

I was very hesitant when ordering calcium tablets. Tang Cheng either found it difficult to accept, or...

My sixth sense is very accurate.

My sixth sense told me not to click on it.

"Tang Cheng." I patted him, "Actually, you know it very well. Two men are going to enter from behind..."

The background in the film is a beach.

The attack is done under pressure on the car.

In the 30-minute film, Shou kept screaming and didn't ejaculate.

I feel like it should hurt.

Tang Cheng entered the state a little slower this time than before, but when the end of the film was approaching, I still felt that his breath was out of breath.

It's obvious.

Unless he's thinking about the blonde from before.

Tang Cheng turned off the video, turned on the light and ran to the toilet. I reckoned that watching calcium tablets might make him a little more excited.

I sighed silently, not knowing how to explain it to my parents.

When Tang Cheng walked into the room again, I didn't talk to him. I was very embarrassed. After a while of silence, he asked me: "Keke, you are strange. Don't you feel it?"

"what?"

"You have been unresponsive."

I don't think that way.

He walked around the room twice, finally sat next to me, touched my thigh, and said, "You are not, you are frigid."

I've never felt like I had a handicap in this area, but I certainly don't have a need for it either.

Feel like my problem may be a little more serious than Tangcheng?

Very sad.

He checked the information on the Internet for me and asked, "Do you have morning erections? Do you have nocturnal emission?"

I nodded.

Tang Cheng frowned suddenly, and read to the screen: "Psychological trauma will make it difficult for patients to have sexual impulses subjectively." He turned to look at me with complicated emotions in his eyes.

I thought I had escaped the grief.

My body told me that I was still mourning for the dead.

at a loss.

It was that emotion again.

I'm still walking in the fog, whether I'm dreaming or not, no matter how beautiful life is, I still can't find my way.

This is actually not a bad thing, at least it shows that I am not as ruthless and forgetful as I thought.

Tang Cheng slowly dragged the chair towards me. I remembered his appearance in women's clothing, and thought his face looked pretty in this state.

He never pitied me, only showing some worry.

I didn't dare to look at him, I closed my eyes and fell on the bed.

The hand was held again.

Tang Cheng said: "It's okay, everything will pass, I will accompany you."