dangerous love song

Zhimei Lunzhu gently supported her forehead, looking very stressed.Now, he no longer knows what he should ask Long Jue to be right.

He has always felt that sending Long Jue to school will make Long Jue a knowledgeable person, so that he will not live up to his promise, but now, because of his miscalculation three years ago, Long Jue has become like this, Tired of studying because of the shadow of fear, he no longer knows how to fulfill this important oath.

He put down his hand and watched Long Jue walk back to the room without saying a word.

When dawn broke, Long Jue opened his eyes in a daze, but before he saw everything around him clearly, the cold weather in the morning made him fall asleep again in a daze.

As usual, he would occasionally dream after falling asleep, unknowingly dreaming of wild scenes, which is human nature.But at dawn, he had a different dream than usual.

Long Jue didn't know why he was so light-hearted, he didn't know if he didn't know, but he didn't look for the answer, his attention was only on the things as important as life hanging between his two backs, and he was swollen. The feeling cleared his mind.

There was a person lying on the bed, and his body was not good, but his skin looked pretty good.

Long Jue didn't know who that person was, nor whose bed it was. He just saw a naked and plump belly sticking up high in front of him, so high that even the pylorus that had been painted with the lotion and the hanging penis He could see the meatball very clearly.

He ignored the living treasure that was raised high below him, looked at the village again, made a swallowing movement in his throat, then he didn't think about anything, supported the man's demon department, and sent the living treasure in , twitching and bumping repeatedly, his whole body felt comfortable, and he gradually couldn't stop.

After a long time, he felt more and more tired. He couldn't help touching the master of Motunbu, and found that the other's skin was as smooth and delicate as silk. He couldn't put it down. He lowered his head and stabilized the other's back until The back of the neck, steady past the ears, ready to steady the other's lips.

The man rested his face on his front arm. When he saw this face, he was startled. Suddenly, there was nothing, and a white light flickered in front of his eyes. It was the morning light, and the environment in the room was also very real. The truth was placed in front of him, and the next second he realized that he was dreaming just now, a dream that he was at a loss for what to do.

The plump belly, the smooth and delicate skin, and the last face of Zhimei Lunzhu can still be played in his waking mind.

He raised his upper body, sat, and rubbed his fingers in his hair for a while. The inexplicable dream made him mad and embarrassed.He wondered why Naomi Lunju's face appeared in the end of his village dream, and he wondered even more why he wanted to fuck a man's ass.

After wondering for a few seconds, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly lifted the quilt, and saw that there were wet marks on the corner of the quilt, and he also hurriedly checked his pants, which were also wet.

Did I wet the bed after having a dream?

Long Jue didn't quite believe such a guess, because the mattress didn't show signs of being soaked.He deliberately crawled to the quilt and sniffed the wet scar. The smell was not the pungent smell of urine, but the smell of sunshine.

According to his subconscious mind, Long Jue immediately jumped out of bed, took off the Kuzi in a panic, threw it aside casually, put on clean trousers, and also changed his top.

After getting dressed, Long Jue glanced back at the quilt on the bed, quickly took off the quilt, threw it aside, and then left the room.

He knew that Zhimei Lunzhu was at home, and because of his shame, he didn't dare to wash it in person, so he just grabbed a piece of bread that hadn't been unpacked in a transparent bag, and hurried out.

"Longjue." Zhimei Lunzhu came out of her room slowly, and called out, but there was no answer.He saw that the door of Long Jue's room was closed, so he walked over, gently opened the door, walked into the room, and saw that the bed was messy, and the floor was also messy.

He bent down, picked up the quilt on the ground, saw the wet corner, with a calm face, and very calmly picked up a pair of wet pants on the ground, and walked out of the room with them.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Long Jue came back from the shop and saw that the quilt he had peeled off in the morning was neatly hanging on the clothes rack on the balcony, and at the same time saw his trousers hanging there, he couldn't help being stunned.

Zhimei Lunzhu happened to be sitting in the living room, Long Jue wondered to him: "I went out early today, I don't remember washing the sheets and pants..."

Zhimei Lunzhu replied calmly: "Because I washed it for you."

Long Jue was taken aback, and said awkwardly and a little coyly: "But, there is something wrong with it, something dirty..."

Zhimei Lunzhu said: "It's okay, I washed it clean."

Long Jue's face couldn't help getting hot, simply because of this answer.

Zhimei Lunzhu knew about the boy's nocturnal emission, but Long Jue didn't dare to tell him that the face of the person in the boy's village dream was exactly the same as his.

This year, Long Jue was 15 years old, the same age as flowers.

But time is flying by as always, and after year after year, people will always grow up gradually, and then gradually get old.Long Jue is still very young, and has been growing towards a mature age, until one day, he is 20 years old.

As usual, Zhimei Lunzhu cooked dinner for him, and the two of them sat face to face at the dining table, eating delicious dry noodles with beef sauce and spring onion at the same time.

Long Jue has been following Zhimei Lunzhu since a few years ago, and he has been eating three and a half noodles or two and a half bowls of barley rice every meal. At the age of 20, he has a strong body and a masculine... And other characteristics make him more worthy of the name 'Longjue'.

There was a bowl of noodle soup on the left hand side. He ate the noodles until his mouth became dry, so he picked up the noodle soup and took a sip.

Zhimei Lunzhu also opened her mouth to speak at this time, and suddenly said: "Go find a girlfriend? You are not young anymore."

Long Jue remembered it clearly in his heart. Zhimei Lunzhu said this sentence once last month. Counting it, he heard this sentence from Zhimei Lunzhu about seven or eight times this year.Zhimei Lunzhu has been urging him to find a partner.

He put down the soup bowl very calmly, raised his chopsticks, stirred the noodles with the chopsticks, and then took a bite, chewing the food while talking: "Aren't you still single? You're 30 years old , counting, you should find someone the most."

Zhimei Lunzhu replied solemnly: "I have a career, but you don't, so you should start a family."

Long Jue didn't agree with these words, and became serious: "Who said I don't have a career?! In the past few years, I have been earning some money through my own efforts."

Zhimei Lunzhu raised her eyes slowly, her eyes clearly revealed a sense of seriousness, her eyes were firmly fixed on Long Jue, and her words were also so strict: "Collecting protection fees based on exposure is not a legitimate business. Long Jue, listen to me carefully, go to a legitimate job, and stop fighting with others, okay?"

Long Jue buried his head, picked up the noodles with his chopsticks, and said simply: "No."

The chopsticks fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and at the same time, snap!With a loud noise, Zhimei Lunzhu clapped her hands on the table, and the table couldn't help shaking.And Zhimei Lunzhu also tightened her brows, her eyes were filled with hatred.

"Long Jue!! Don't force me to do extreme things!"

Long Jue calmly faced the dreadful gaze that was like a knife, and was silent for a few seconds before saying: "You are the person who knows me best, I can't realize my ideal like others, if I can do it Now, I have already had a brilliant life."

Zhi Meilunzhu was stunned, dropped her hands, straightened her waist, and looked at Long Jue.

Long Jue couldn't help recalling: "That year, I was in a bad mood and wanted to give up on myself. I sat alone in the alley. At that time, I met a few busy ruffians and was bullied by them. I don't know why , I got into a fight with them when I got angry, and it was because of this that I realized that I was good at fighting. They begged me for mercy and called me a big brother. At that time, I thought that I had no life anyway, so I just fell down. It feels good."

The sternness in Zhi Meilunzhu's eyes suddenly disappeared, and there was a sad look in his eyes. He stared blankly at Long Jue, and after hearing this sincere words from the heart, he realized that all his hard work in the past few years to save him had turned out to be a disaster. It was in vain.

He did not succeed in jumping into the depths of Long Jue's heart to save Long Jue, but Long Jue's way of saving himself was to degenerate himself.He doesn't know what to do now.

"Really, Zhimei, when I collected the protection fee, I felt a lot more relaxed." Long Jue said bluntly.

Zhimei Lunzhu was speechless, staring straight at Long Jue, he began to understand that the mood of this grown-up man had unknowingly become abnormal.

This is just a short paralysis!Long Jue absolutely can't go on like this, for a long time, it will only make Long Jue fall into a deeper abyss!Zhimei Lunzhu can fully imagine the fate at the bottom of the abyss. He doesn't hope that Long Jue will become like that, he just hopes that Long Jue will live happily all his life.

He looked at Long Jue bowing his head and continuing to eat noodles peacefully, but he was worried about Long Jue's future in his heart, and felt sad for his ineffective teaching.

A month later, he was still at the same time in the past, staying in the cafe he ran, quietly looking at the customers who were talking and laughing while drinking tea or coffee.

When it was almost 04:30 in the afternoon, suddenly there was a scream of fear from the door, two or three waiters ran over, and when they came back, they walked slowly to Zhimei Lunzhu with Long Jue's arm.

Long Jue's face was bruised and purple, and there were traces of bruises. Blood gushed out from his left arm, which didn't dare to move, staining his sleeve red, and his clothes were covered with dust.

Seeing that he was bleeding a lot, Zhimei Lunzhu hurried over and pulled him to the kitchen behind the restaurant, while ordering other waiters to comfort the customers in the restaurant.

Zhimei Lunzhu knew very well how his injury came about, so he didn't ask a word, just took out an egg from the refrigerator, put it in a pot, added water, and boiled it with the eggshell. When he was ripe, he cut off his bloody sleeve with scissors, and found that the bleeding wound was very long and deep, and it was impossible to rely on ordinary wanhua oil.

Zhimei Lunzhu had no choice but to yell to the outside, called a waiter, and told him to take care of the eggs boiled in the pot, and then he took Long Jue into his car without hesitation, and drove straight to the hospital.

Long Jue was in the hospital, and the wound was stitched with a total of ten stitches. The surgeon told them that if it was one step too late, Long Jue would die because of this wound, either from shock due to excessive blood loss or tetanus.

After leaving the hospital and getting into the car, Zhimei Lunzhu drove back to her cafe as usual.Long Jue sat in a position in the back seat, gently touched the stitched wound with his fingertips, stared at Zhimei Lunzhu in the rearview mirror, and paid attention to the way he was driving. Regardless of the swelling and pain on his face, he said the first sentence.

"Don't you want to know why I hurt like this..."

"No, I don't want to hear it." Zhimei Lunzhu replied simply, with a somewhat cold attitude.

Long Jue lowered his eyes slightly, and a bitter smile rose from the corner of his lips: "That's really a pity, this experience was originally wonderful."

Zhimei Lunzhu doesn't want to hear his voice right now. Before the man said a word, Zhimei Lunzhu began to show impatience, and blurted out: "If you talk too much, I'll throw you down!"

Long Jue wanted to continue: "I took people out today, but I didn't receive any protection money. I just had a fight with bullies. They chopped me down. My friends rushed up to vent their anger on me. We planned to It was about to end, and then a few lamas passed by, but they didn't dare to play sand and sand in front of the lama, so they let us go."

Zhimei Lunzhu pursed her lips, looked ahead, put her hand on the steering wheel, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The author has something to say: There are several minorities on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau

Faith is Tibetan Buddhism

Bad people are also very pious in front of Buddha statues and lamas

But it's bad for normal people

There will still be bad people in sacred places