he heard the voice of the dead

——Nine years——

Something wet touched his calf, which was stretched out under his shorts.Saiki couldn't help but yelled "Wow", and looked down.

I saw a chubby black fur thing flapping its thick tail.

That wet thing is the dog's nose.Every time it wanted to get Saimu's attention, it would arch its nose up.The breed is a poodle, but the owner of this family feeds it everything, and it turns out to be round and round, not petite at all.It seems to be another creature.Every time I take it for a walk, some children will point to it and call it a sheep or a black pig.

Saiki smiled softly, and inserted his fingers into the soft fur on the dog's head to stroke.

"Boob. I'm going away for a while. Auntie and Uncle will take you for a walk."

Actually its name is Brownie, but no one calls it by that name nowadays.First the owner called it that, and then the people nearby also called it Boo Boo.

With his right hand, Saimu caressed Bobu tenderly, while with his left hand he threw the reference book into the dark blue storage bag annoyed.

"History of the Ming Dynasty"

Father's younger sister and aunt Shinako Muraoka entered Saiki's room.Shinako threw him a small thing wrapped in paper "for Chi-chan".

"What is it?"

"The Tsukudani she wanted"

"That doesn't stink..."

"Vacuum Packed"

Dispelling Saiki's dissatisfaction, Shinako narrowed her eyes behind the silver-rimmed glasses and continued.

"Don't make such a bad face. Summer vacation is not just about going back to your hometown, you have to be filial to your parents. Xiaoqian thinks you were snatched away by me, so she's jealous there. You have to go and eliminate her anxiety."

Xiaoqian is Saiki's mother Qian Huimei.The two are classmates in the same girls' school, so they still call her Xiaoqian.

Saiki recalled his mother's slender face, turned away from looking at Shinako, and put his hand on Boo Boo's hairy head.Bubu arched his head, as if asking for "touch me more", Saiki scratched the back of Bubu's ear and sighed.

"No, I don't want to go back..."

"What are you talking about? It's too early to have home phobia at the age of 16. It's like a middle-aged office worker."

"It will be seventeen in August"

Saimu's little resistance was only exchanged for his aunt saying, "Aren't you still a child?"

At the house of the aunt who has no children, they will not interfere with themselves if it is not a big deal.To be honest, it's much more comfortable here than in my hometown.

My aunt, who was the translator, would be in the study all day.Unlike my mother who is a housewife, she rarely does cleaning and cooking.When I am busy, I go to the supermarket to buy cooked food.Order at a nearby family restaurant when you get tired, and ask if they want takeout or pizza if you’re a little more tired.It's quite easy to do so casually.

"And then there's this"

A white online shopping bag with a simple design was stuffed into it, and Saiki accepted it reflexively.Shinako said, "Keep it a secret from Chi-chan," and tried to give her a wink, but both big eyes closed together.There are 1 yuan in the online shopping bag.It's my own change.The day before yesterday, too, my uncle who worked as an editor in a well-known publishing house gave Zhaimu 1 yuan and asked him to keep it secret.

It is very happy to have a temporary income of 2 yuan, but I feel heavy when I think of going back to my home in Northeast China.

·

Sit in the non-smoking car of the Tohoku Shinkansen "Yamabiko" and sit by the window.In fact, as a smoker, I would be more comfortable sitting on the smoking seat, but my uncle bought the ticket, so Saimu couldn't say it.

Take the metallic blue portable MD player out of the bag.Put on your headphones and listen to a Jamiroquai album you copied from a friend.

The high-rise buildings outside the car window flew past.The scenery changed from a group of buildings to a residential street. As soon as the residential street passed, green forests appeared, and then gradually we saw fields and mountains.

Saiki sighed heavily.The brisk singing and melody shook the eardrums, but the mood was still unstoppable.

I escaped with great difficulty, why do I have to go back.I don't want to see the faces of my parents and sister.And I don't want to meet Shencheng...

I have already told Qian Huimei the arrival time of the Shinkansen.As soon as he got out of the ticket gate, he saw Qian Huimei holding Peng, and Saiki sighed softly and walked towards them.

After seeing Saiki in the crowd, Tomo waved his hands vigorously with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Ming! Welcome back!"

The volume is so loud that it doesn't care about the people around you.The sound resounded through the waiting room.Saiki was taken aback.Qian Huimei also took her daughter's hand and reprimanded, "Don't make any noise at the station."

"Head is bad, it's pathetic"

A girl who appeared to be 20 years old muttered to a female companion of the same age.Saiki pursed his lips when he heard this.He quickened his pace and walked towards his mother and sister.

"I'm back... let's go"

While talking, he walked quickly towards the down elevator, not even giving them a pause.Qian Huimei and Peng hurriedly followed behind him and shouted "Wait for us".

"The car is in the parking lot of the station."

Saiki asked without answering.Chiemi replied "yes" and walked forward while holding Tomo's hand.Peng Langsheng, who was dragged by Qian Huimei, spoke to Saiki.

"Xiao Peng is so lonely, Xiao Ming! Xiao Jing is always at school. Xiao Peng is always alone"

Peng's voice was loud.I'm afraid it's no less than the noise in the station, in short, it's loud and ear-piercing.Zhaimu clicked his tongue and looked at Peng.

"Let's talk about the rest in the car!"

Why on earth did he bring his friend here? Saiki squinted at Qian Huimei with eyes full of reproach.But Qian Huimei didn't understand the reason for Saimu's anger.

"What's wrong, Akira. She seems very angry."

When they arrived at the parking lot of the station, the three got into the white car, and Saiki heaved a sigh of relief.Finally, I can escape the sight of others.

The friend sitting in the co-pilot turned his head towards the rear seat.

"I'm so lonely! Xiao Ming!"

To her sister's wholehearted confession, Saiki only gave an understatement, "Oh, is that so?"At this moment, he suddenly remembered what his sister said before, and Saimu looked at Qian Huimei's cold and thin eyes in the mirror.

"Shencheng... that guy, is he still coming to our house?"

Qian Huimei turned on the indicator light and smiled, "Look at what you said."

"You seem to be saying that he shouldn't come. Shizu-kun always comes here. After high school, I come directly to the house and draw with my friends in the studio."

Qian Huimei reported the name of the high school, and then continued, "I went to such a good school but I am not arrogant at all, and I am very gentle with my children. I am a very good child."

"...Isn't he going to be admitted to the University of the United States or the University of Arts? He came to our house just to prepare for the exam."

"There's nothing wrong with that. In Jing-kun's house, his parents are busy with work and always come home late. Especially his mother...seems to be very busy recently. Our house is lively and lively, and the children are also happy."

Zhaimu could no longer listen to what his mother said.Do you still stay there all day like before... It's annoying.

"When we go back, Jing-kun will definitely be in the studio."

But Saiki didn't want to hear that at all.

Saiki looked at the scenery outside the car window.There are no tall buildings.All of them are low-rise mixed-use buildings, which is a small local city.I also saw the ridgeline on the opposite side of the river.

As always in a small town, Saiki twisted the corners of his mouth.

When I came back in the first month of this year, I made an agreement with Shencheng.Be sure to give him an answer during the summer vacation whether he is willing or not.

After driving for 10 minutes from the station to arrive at his home, Saiki picked up his backpack and got out of the car with a stinky face.

Peng pattered to the entrance, shouted "I'm back", and opened the dark brown door.A relaxing melody sounds as soon as it is opened.For the sake of opening the studio, my father made some settings, as long as someone comes in and out, the electronic melody will sound when the door is opened.

He followed Peng through the door.Saiki held the heavy bag and took off his shoes.Raising his head, he saw Shen Cheng, who was wearing a slightly dirty water-colored T-shirt, staring at him intently, and Saiki was startled.

"Xiao Jing! Xiao Ming, I'm back, I'm back"

Saiki was "too noisy" by Peng's cheerful voice, turned his head away from Shencheng's sight, and walked towards the sugar-colored stairs on the second floor.Saiki could feel the burning gaze of Shencheng behind him.

"Xiao Ming, come to the studio later. Okay, come here, Xiao Ming"

A friend's voice came from behind.Whether it was Peng's voice or the studio, it made Zhaimu very irritable, and he kept walking without looking back.

My long-lost room.Six stacks of Western-style rooms, a cream-colored carpet, a bright tea-coloured study table, a black bed covered with a moss-green bedspread, and a bookshelf.The windows are fully open, Qian Huimei should come to clean it every day, there is not a speck of dust in the quiet room.

I lived here every day two years ago, but now I feel extraordinarily extravagant, and I don't feel like it's my own room at all.Saiki put the backpack on the floor.

Hearing a light knock on the door, the door opened.Seeing Shencheng's face, Saiki frowned.

"what"

"No, it's nothing. I haven't told you welcome back yet."

Saiki's height is only one centimeter short of 170.Standing in front of him with a shy face, Shencheng began to grow taller in middle school.In high school, he was ten centimeters taller than Saimu.When I was young, I was as thin as a dragonfly, but now I have gained muscle, and I am a completely different person from before.

He is not as good as him in studies and painting, and now he is not even as tall as him, which makes Zhaimu very unwilling.Sitting on the bed, he nodded slightly, "Ah, is it?"Finding Shencheng's gaze annoying, Saiki reached for a booklet from the bookshelf next to the bed.

Shencheng stared at Zhaimu obsessively, and said in a painful hoarse voice

"Promise, do you remember? Can you give me an answer?"

Whether to answer or not to answer is decided from the beginning.Zhaimu raised his head and stared at Shencheng.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Peng's footsteps going upstairs.The door opened, revealing Tomohiro's flushed cheeks.

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Jing, mother told you to eat watermelon!"

Saiki stood up from the bed as if he was saved, and when he was about to follow Peng out of the room, Shencheng grabbed his wrist.

"You..., are you coming to my house tonight? My parents won't be back until eleven o'clock..."

The grasped wrist was so hot.The boy in front of him gave a haunting look.Saiki sighed and shook off his hand, "I'll just go."

It is said to be an agreement, but it is only a unilateral decision.But I had to agree.Shencheng knew his secret.A secret that I don't want my family to know.

* *

The time displayed on the electronic dial of the G-shock watch worn on the wrist is ten o'clock.Saiki put on his shoes at the entrance.

"Saigi, where are you going?"

His father Yasuo's voice sounded from behind.Zhai Mu didn't return, he just said "next door" and put his hand on the door.However, Yasuo stopped him sharply, "wait for me."

"What's the matter?" Saiki turned around angrily.The father who came out of the toilet was wearing pajamas.

Yasuo, who is 45 years old this year, looks very similar to Shinako.Thin and thin, he looks like an actor, so there are rumors that almost all the housewives and students in the drawing room are directed at him.

Jingfu calmly accepted his son's sharp gaze, and said

"Peng has been waiting for you in the studio, why didn't you come? It's just painting, so there's nothing wrong with just being with her?"

His father's words made his eyes bloodshot.The clenched fist was shaking.Zhaimu looked away from Yasuo, said "I'm so bored", and shut the door with Yasuo's angry "Ming Shi".

Damn, what a joke.What do you mean by "it's just painting, it's okay to just accompany her".

In the summer of the second year of middle school... I remembered the conversation between my parents I overheard.

After tossing and turning all night, Zhaimu went downstairs and wanted to go to the kitchen for some cold drinks.When he heard his parents' voices in the dining room, Saiki couldn't help but stop in front of the half-open door.

"Mingshi he..."

Jingfu mentioned his name.The whispering continued.

"I have no talent..."

The quiet and flat voice hit the back of his head like a huge golden hammer.

Then came Qian Huimei's worried whisper.

"...Don't say that to that child."

"I know"

A hoarse cough.

I didn't want to listen any more, but Yasuo's hoarse voice sounded again.

"However, sometimes I also wonder if it would be better to tell him. When I was young and energetic, I mistakenly thought I had talent, and if I didn't let him realize that I gave up as soon as possible, it would still be very painful in the end..."

How he got back to the room later, Saimu can't remember clearly.I just felt very uncomfortable, and the whole person shrank under the quilt.His hands gripped the sheets tightly, and he couldn't breathe for some reason.

He also knows this kind of thing.But it was said by his father, an art teacher who was also active as a painter, and it undoubtedly dealt him the final blow.

Being caught between Shencheng and Peng to paint, he would notice the gap even if he didn't want to.Their level is unmatched by themselves.

Peng has been drawing very well since he was three years old.No, it can't be described with ordinary words like very good.Tomo's eyes are like a camera that takes a picture in an instant.When I got home, I sat in the studio and picked up a paintbrush.Call up the memory of the moment, and reproduce it in detail like a copier.Shencheng is also different from ordinary people, his painting skills are exceptionally amazing.

What about Jingfu's eyes?I can't put it down to Penghe Shencheng's paintings, and I can't restrain the excited praise in my eyes.Those eyes full of joy, intoxication, and prayer are completely from the mentality of an admirer.

In contrast, when my father saw Saiki's paintings, he would just nod "hmm" and give various pointers.Then he sighed almost inaudibly, and his eyes returned to Tom and Kamishari's painting again.Saiki was frustrated.No talent, just because of this reason was rejected by Yasuo.

·

Zhaimu rang the doorbell of the next door as hard as smashing something.Shencheng in the room responded, "Wait for me", and his happy tone made Zhaimu very unhappy, so he spit towards the door to vent his anger.

The glossy red-brown double doors creaked open.Zhaimu entered the house familiarly.Without even looking at Shencheng, he went up to the second floor.Shencheng laughed softly like a sigh behind his back.

"I'll get you juice, wait for me in the room"

Saimu didn't want to answer him after hearing it.

Shencheng's room is twelve stacks in size, and the smell is the same as the one in the studio.That's the smell of water-soluble paints and painting utensils.Study tables, bookshelves, beds... In addition to these, there are canvases hanging on easels and trolleys full of painting materials.

There is a mug on the study table, it must be the one Shencheng just drank.There was still a bit of coffee with milk in the bottom of the cup.A blue goldfish swimming is painted on the side of the white ceramic mug.

This is a mug that was baked together in the drawing class in elementary school.This lousy goldfish was painted by Saiki.Shencheng wanted the goldfish cup made by Saimu no matter what, but Saimu had no choice but to exchange it with Shencheng's owl cup.

This cup is so well kept, Saiki twisted his mouth and cursed.As for Zhaimu, as soon as the exchange came, he immediately pretended to accidentally break Shencheng's cup and threw it away.

Zhaimu took out a cigarette from the butt pocket of his jeans, lit it with a [-]-yuan lighter, and started puffing.If you don't have an ashtray, use the mug instead, and the ash will hiss when it falls.

Although he said he didn't want to look at Shencheng's paintings, but he couldn't calm down in this old-fashioned room full of paintings, and Zhaimu's wandering eyes came to the wall.I saw a canvas No. [-] hanging alone on the wall.

Instantly caught the eye.

This is mostly the industrial belt in the southeast coastal area of ​​the county.There is a factory across the iron bridge.Inside the workshop is a flaming climbing frame.Bursts of orange light in the dark night.The factory chimneys were belching smoke.Orange light resides in the smoke, which looks like the wings of a large bird about to take off into the sky.What is the deep emotion of the painting.It's anger with nowhere to go.It was the growl that emanated from it.

Saiki forced his eyes away from the painting.The hand holding the cigarette was shaking.Taking a deep breath, Zhaimu looked at the painting on the easel this time.No, it was not on my own initiative, it was induced.Saiki was attracted again and was dragged into the canvas.

Unlike the paintings in the workshop, this painting is quiet and silent.Street corner at night.The doors of the arcade shops are closed.Among them was an abandoned bicycle.nobody.

It seems to be made by carefully applying multiple shades of blue with different shades.The color is very dark, but not cloudy.There is even a sense of transparency.It was just past dusk, and the transition to night was about to begin.The scenery on the street melts into the quiet deep blue.

Zhaimu felt that he had entered the painting, floating in the depths.Alone—that was the only word I could think of.Isolation from the world, alone, maddeningly lonely... This feeling oppresses me tightly.

Zhaimu knew that Shencheng had different painting skills than ordinary people.But it was limited to knowing, never thought that he was so strong.

Peng is not so scary.Peng is indeed different from ordinary people, but Shencheng is much better than her.Her talent is copiers.

In contrast to Shencheng, his painting itself is like a musical score, which can play out the fluctuations of emotion.

He was brilliant, and it was painfully aware of how far he was from him all the time.Unable to remain calm in the face of his strength.Saiki forced himself to crush the heart that was attracted by him, and bit his lower lip tightly.

The doorknob turned with a click, and Shencheng entered the room carrying a tray with two drinks.

He stared at Saiki.

"You learned to smoke"

Shen Cheng's voice was faint.Zhaimu ignored him, took a deep breath, exhaled smoke rings and shook the ash into the mug.

Shencheng opened his eyes slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Perhaps seeing Zhaimu standing in front of the easel, Shencheng softened the corners of his mouth.

"I haven't shown that painting to the teacher yet... What do you think?"

The teacher was referring to Yasuo.Saiki looked away when asked.

"Who knows? I don't know much about this"

"……Yeah"

Shencheng nodded in frustration, then looked at Saiki with clingy eyes "I use a lot of phthalo blue. You like that color too".

Saiki exhaled a smoke ring and flicked the butt into the mug with his fingertips.Hiss... Along with the sound of fire extinguishing, a thin white mist curled up from the bottom of the cup.

"You're asking the wrong person, you should ask my bastard father for feedback"

Shencheng just nodded lonely "...um", then raised his head again.

"Here, drink the juice. It's apple juice, you like it"

"No, I don't like it that much either"

Having said that, Saiki still picked up the glass and took a sip, his throat became sweet.It would be great if it was beer, Saiki raised his head when he thought so, and met Shencheng's eyes just in time.

Shencheng smiled wryly, "Your relationship with the teacher is really bad."

Saiki snorted.

"So what. Isn't there a father and son who don't deal with it?"

"You are clearly connected by blood..."

"It has nothing to do with this. Being related by blood doesn't necessarily mean we'll be compatible."

Speaking of this, I thought of Shinako.That was when we went shopping together at the shopping street.The grandfather of Eight Hundred House said to them, "My son is here to carry things? That's great." When the aunt was about to deny it, Saiki said, "My mother is calling my son."

The reason for answering this was only because it would be troublesome to correct it, but Shinako took a breath for a moment, and then smiled happily and proudly.It was at that time that Saiki felt that she was better than a mother when she was not a mother.

"Some people are not biological parents, but they are more compatible with themselves..."

Shencheng widened his eyes slightly, then nodded, and responded with a hoarse "hmm".

Shencheng took a step closer to Zhaimu.It was only one step, but Saimu felt that he was very oppressive standing in front of him.Putting the glass of apple juice on the table, he crossed his hands to avoid Shencheng's sight.He stared at Shencheng defiantly.Shencheng looked at Zhaimu, his eyes seemed to be in pain.

"How was high school?"

"what's up"

"happy?"

I don't understand why he would ask that.But Saiki still thought of his friend who talked about everything, and replied "Not bad".

"...Where do you want to go to university? American University or..."

Ahhh I'm so annoying.Saiki interrupted him forcefully.

"How could I go to a school like that. Why did I go to a private school in Tokyo? Our affiliated school, if the grades are not good enough, I won't be able to get into it."

"But that university is economics, humanities, and comprehensive welfare. Do you want to do those jobs?"

Saiki pursed his lips.He has no interest in the majors of the affiliated university at all.The high school attached to the university that I chose only if I wanted to escape from here.

Most of Saimu's friends are like him, and their goals are not among them.But there are also people like Xiyuan Temple who are so determined that they still want to enter the US University even if they are told to die by their parents.

Saiki looked away, casually said, "Probably economics...how did you go in high school?" and threw the question back to Shencheng.

Shencheng lowered his head.But it quickly rose again.His eyes shot straight to Saiki.

"I'm bored. You...you're not here"

Unable to bear Shencheng's strong gaze, Saiki turned his eyes to the blue painting on the easel.Saiki looked at the painting and said

"...Then? Are you trying to come and threaten me. If I don't agree, you're going to tell my mom and that goddamn dad about that?"

"No. Why do you think so. I was just thinking, if you are with a man, you can do it... If you are not serious with him"

Shencheng's knuckle-boned hands tightly grasped Saimu's shoulders.Zhaimu stared at Shencheng viciously, but saw that he was about to cry.

"I seem to be very abnormal. All I can think about is you. When I saw you when I was a child, my heart beat faster, and now it's even worse. Just seeing your face makes me breathless, and it hurts."

"Then don't look at me."

Hearing Zhaimu's indifferent words, Shencheng smiled again on his weeping face.

"If I can't see you, I will feel even more uncomfortable and painful....Why are you going to Tokyo..."

Because I hate it here.Parents, friends, and you are all people I hate.I don't want to see you guys.I hate being treated like a stone on the side of the road by you just because I don't have talent.

Glancing at the hand on his shoulder, Saiki whispered "Let go".They all told him to let go, but Shencheng's burning hand didn't move.

"Are you serious with him, Xiao Ming?"

The childhood address annoyed him.Saimu pushed Shencheng's hand away.

"Did I tell you that before? Don't call me that. I'm not a child anymore."

Shencheng twisted his lips unwillingly, looked at Saiki and asked "Where is that person?"Saimu's escape made Shencheng anxious.

"History of the Ming Dynasty"

Shencheng called out to Zhaimu, and firmly grasped his wrist.He called his own name directly, and he couldn't shake his hands no matter how much he shook them, all of which made Zhaimu very annoyed.

"Don't call me by my first name. Call me Saiki"

Hearing Zhaimu's tough tone, Shencheng nodded slightly.Seeing him like this, Saiki sneered from his nose.

"Are you serious? That person is my dad's colleague."

As if he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, Shencheng widened his eyes and asked "What do you mean...".Saiki smiled slyly.

I met my father's colleague, Takaoka Shinji, when I was in the third year of junior high school.Jingfu called the man to drink at home.The man came to the house several times after that.Every time he met Zhaimu's eyes, he lowered his eyes in panic.

He pretended to be close to him.The reason for doing this is because the reaction of men over [-] years old is too young, which is really interesting.

If you cast ambiguous glances at him or say ambiguous words to him, the man's actions will become flustered.Playing with men is just a pastime during his exam preparation.

Saiki soon found out that Takaoka was gay.It was obvious from his reaction, and the warmth in the eyes he looked into his own.A man who likes boys has seen Saiki like this before.

In the summer of the first year of high school, when his family was away, he touched his hand and said, "You are so beautiful."

Not interested in girls at all.Just in time for him to teach himself how to make love to a man.Takaoka is a high school teacher and a colleague of Yasuo.A good candidate for him to take revenge on his father.So smile at him and say "Teacher, I'm bad at chemistry. Can you teach me?"

Stay away from home as much as possible during the first month of the month.Invite junior high school friends to play together, say goodbye to them, and go to Takaoka's apartment.

"I've been waiting for you to come back." Takaoka looked at Saiki with burning eyes, and hugged him with hot hands.All day long, I keep saying "So beautiful" and "I like you" in my ears.But for Saimu, sleeping with Takaoka was not out of love, but just a revenge for his parents.

Gao Gang drove him home, and when he was about to leave, the man was reluctant to part with him, so he had no choice but to take the initiative to kiss Gao Gang.In the end, it was seen by Shencheng who was standing under the hedge next door...

"Don't you like it? Aren't you serious with him?"

Shen Cheng looked at Sai Mu with the same eyes as Takaoka.Saiki sighed.

so annoying.How could it be serious.you are really annoying...

The attachments of others are disgusting.Moreover, Takaoka also said "I'll give you my heart, and you can give me yours too" and forcefully stuffed things that Saiki didn't need, as if they were exchanging them.It seems to be a matter of course to press yourself step by step.I just want a simple physical relationship.Enough is enough.

Lifting up his hair, Saiki took out a crumpled cigarette case from the back pocket of his trousers and knocked on it.

But there was none left.Squeezing the empty box in his hand, he said to Shencheng angrily

"Just for fun, what's wrong"

"Play..."

Seeing Shencheng's hurt eyes, Saimu raised the corner of his mouth.Dark things spread in the heart.

"Can you do it with a man?"

Shencheng tilted his head, as if he didn't understand Zhaimu's meaning.

"You want to do it with me. Can you do it?"

The words were too straightforward, and Shen Cheng's face immediately turned red.Saimu looked at him with disdain and turned his eyes into a green reaction, then waved away Shencheng's hand on his shoulder and left him.Saimu sat on the bed and looked up at him.

"It's a blessing that you can sleep in this room"

"Eh……"

"Isn't the taste of the painting material heavy?"

"...you won't care if you get used to it"

"Humph"

After Zhaimu snorted, Shencheng staggered to the bedside.He looked at himself with the heat in his eyes like a person with a fever.Saimu turned his face away and looked at the easel.From this position on the bed all you can see is the canvas stand.

As much as Shencheng's paintings attracted Saimu, Saimu hated his paintings.This is not something that can be summed up in a simple sentence of envy and jealousy.Wanting to get up and catch up, but being beaten down again... I can only experience this feeling repeatedly.

Without him, there would be no comparisons, no crushing blows of my own worthlessness.

Saimu looked at Shencheng with dark eyes.But Shencheng seemed to interpret his resentful eyes as temptation, he swallowed his saliva, and touched Zhaimu's shoulder with his trembling hand.That hand was hotter than before.

When he couldn't help looking away, Shencheng said "Xiao Ming" in a trembling voice, and moved his face closer.If you get too close, you can feel the other person's body temperature.About to be kissed, Saiki stretched out his hand and pushed Shencheng's shoulder away in an instant.

"do not do that"

"Shotsuki's answer, tell me.... I can't do it"

A suppressed, trembling voice.

Saimu looked at Shencheng.The Shencheng in his eyes now looks like he is about to cry.Shencheng plucked up his courage and poured out his love with hot eyes.

"I'm serious. I really like you so much that I don't even know what to do. ... And you. Do you have someone else you like?"

Saiki frowned.

Like, the current self does not have such feelings.It's past tense with Takaoka.It was nice to have sex with Takaoka, but he was too heavy.What I want is someone who is easy to get together and easy to leave.He had already found such a person in Tokyo.

"No. I don't have anyone I like"

After leaving this sentence, Shencheng asked in a hoarse voice.

"what about me……"

Saiki lowered his head and raised one corner of his mouth.

you?I hate you the most.Don't want to see your face.I've had enough of you making me angry just by standing next to me.

Saiki suppressed and didn't speak out.Thinking of what might happen in the future, Saimu dared not express his true thoughts.It would be troublesome if Shencheng stabbed Takaoka.Saimu suppressed the truth and said

"no idea"

"……Yeah"

With his head down, Shencheng's throat was blocked, and he let go of Saiki's shoulder.Then he went to Zaimu who was sitting on the bed, knelt down on one knee, and stared at Zaimu's face from below.

"How do you want to like me?"

Hearing Shencheng's stalking speech, Zhaimu shook his shoulders lightly and smiled.Just when he was about to scold him that enough is enough, Saimu suppressed his expression.

The eyes of Shencheng in front of him are full of nostalgia.Saimu looked at the man coldly.

Simply, simply... tarnish this guy.

The idea popped up out of the blue.Really good idea.

Shencheng is Jingfu's favorite student, a treasure more precious than his own son.

It was all because of him that he was regarded as a worthless person.So, there's nothing wrong with me doing this to him in reverse.Use his own way to treat his own body.What's wrong with doing that.

"I can do anything"

Shencheng trembled. "Really?" Saiki smiled coldly.

He can do anything, that's what he said.

"Then can you lick it for me?"

His shoulders trembled violently, Shencheng opened his long and narrow eyes wide, and murmured "lick...".

Shencheng's eyeballs wandered around restlessly.But his eyes finally stopped on the zipper of Saimu's jeans.Like a robot that had run out of gas, it moved its shoulders and hands stiffly, touching Saiki's jeans.Hands on belt buckles.

Seeing the man slowly undoing his belt, Saiki raised the corners of his mouth.Shencheng was wearing a somewhat dirty water-colored T-shirt.Because of repeated washing many times, the collar has become loose.The paint from the painting utensils fell on the clothes, so it was a little dirty.This T-shirt looks familiar.I remember wearing it for a whole year last year.

Shencheng's parents will give him a lot of pocket money.The few rolls of money revealed in Shencheng's open wallet startled Zhaimu.Is the parents giving him so much money to make up for not being able to stay with their son?

But Shencheng obviously has money to spend, but he is very indifferent in this regard.Normally, high school students like to dress up, but Shencheng doesn't care.Almost never buy new clothes.All the pocket money seems to be spent on painting supplies.

Moreover, he is still nostalgic, and he is reluctant to throw away things after a long time.It is said that after dating for a long time, there will be feelings.Mugs, T-shirts, cotton quilts on the bed, definitely even Saimu is included.

Shencheng pulled down his pants, and touched things dormant in the dense forest with trembling fingers.The man covered it lightly with his skinny hand, and took out the things.

Perhaps because of hesitation, Shencheng looked up at Zhaimu.And Saiki just casually glanced at the man kneeling in front of him.

"Do you want to stop?"

This is his last pity, but Shencheng shook his head and said softly in a hoarse voice.

"...how to do it, I don't know how to do it"

"That kind of thing"

Think for yourself——I was going to say that, but Saiki smiled instead.It's also fun to let him do what he says.

"...Try to hold it in your mouth"

The cock was quickly encased in the hot mouth.He didn't hesitate this time.

"Lick from top to bottom"

Shencheng licked up and down according to his words.Things get bigger fast.Shencheng held it in his mouth, his eyebrows twisted.Put your right hand on Zhaimu's left leg, and put your left hand around his waist.

After a while, the man's tongue became more cautious and less rigid.The man sucked obsessively, making the sound of spitting water.With a distorted smile on Saiki's face, he gave him instructions.The man obediently used his tongue, licking the coronal groove from time to time.

"Hmm..." Under Shencheng's warm tongue, Saiki sighed impatiently.At this time, the man with something in his mouth looked up at him.

Saiki put his hands on Shencheng's shoulders and head.Grabbing his curly hair, she looked at Shencheng frowning in pain.

Shencheng bit the glans lightly in retaliation.Great stimulation.A shudder ran down Zai Mu's spine.

Chirp... With the sound of wet water, Shencheng let go of his mouth.There was a silver thread drawn between the lips and the glans.The lips then sucked the side of the stem again, and the left hand around the waist rolled up his shirt and stroked the bare skin.The tongue moved non-stop, taking things into the mouth again.

"……what……"

Saiki grabbed Kamishari's hair and cummed inside his mouth.Looking down at Shencheng, he groaned in pain.

"Don't spit, swallow it"

Shen Cheng's wet eyes stared at Sai Mu firmly, with fever-like heat.Gu, the throat rolled and swallowed.

"what……"

Shencheng exhaled and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand.

Saiki smiled sadly.I forgot when, my father once said that supernatural talents are bestowed by gods.This boy, the jewel in his father's eye, is now obeying Zhaimu's words.

Kamari licks Saiki's cock and swallows his cum.While licking Saiki, his own part swelled and leaked fluid, and he bent forward in shame, rubbing his crotch coyly.

If Jing Fu sees his current ugly appearance, I don't know how he will feel... This feeling is so good, so happy.

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As soon as she got home, Qian Huimei followed Saimu into the room as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Your father is furious. Why did you say something that angered him? Did you say that at Shina's house too?"

Hearing Qian Huimei's noisy voice made him feel angry.

"How is it possible. We get along well, so I won't contradict her naturally."

Hearing this sentence, Qian Huimei's face froze immediately.

"Yes, is it. Then, it's fine. But, Ming, can you be more gentle with the little friend?"

Take the underwear out of the closet for a change of clothes.When hugging Qian Huimei in her arms and trying to pass her, she anxiously grabbed her wrist "Ming"

"What are you doing, I want to take a shower"

After being licked by Shencheng, he just wiped it with a tissue.Not cleaned.Disgusting.

"Be gentle with the kid.... Ming is a normal person, you have to thank the kid. When you were in my stomach, all the bad things were carried by the kid. The reason why Ming can be so healthy and normal is because of everything. Thanks to Xiaopeng. You have to be grateful to her."

Saiki twisted his face.The mother's intense stare made people irritated.It was a look that felt that what he said was all righteousness, and that he wanted to enlighten his son as a matter of course, and he thought it was a kind look.

This sentence has been mentioned to my ears since I was a child, and my ears are callused.Every time his parents said that, Saimu felt that they were implying to himself that it was all your fault that my sister became what she is now.It would be fine if you were a mortal to bear these misfortunes.

Who cares about you, you bastards.

Without getting a response from Saimu, Qian Huimei sighed, let go of Saimu's hand, and patted his wrist lightly.

"Ming, listen to me. Xiaopeng can't live a normal life like this now, and of course he won't get married. So, if we are gone, Ming can take good care of Xiaopeng."

Saimu's eyes widened, and he looked at Qian Huimei again.

my child must