[Bottle evil] I thought my male god liked me

It was night, Fatty Wang, who thought he knew the secrets of heaven, chose to run back to the small courtyard where Wu Xie dried vegetables and stored games and video discs, claiming to sweep Wu Xie's inventory. Leave space for the remaining two to play.Fatty turned around smartly, hiding his achievements and fame.

Wu Xie didn't notice Fatty's little Jiujiu, and he encountered a new shock: when he was eating dinner, he found that the smell of the food was very weak to him.Fatty made a dried vegetable bacon, stir-fried, very heavy oily and spicy at first glance, this kind of dish should be spicy and tangy, making people love and hate, but this time Wu Xie put his head on the dish I sniffed vigorously over the plate, but there was always only a faint smell.

The possibility of Fatty's craft mutation is infinitely close to zero. Reminiscent of the bowl of pear paste that tasted pungent but had a light smell, Wu Xie had to infer that there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

While taking a shower, Wu Xie encountered a second shock.

He was mentally prepared for the change in his appearance. After all, it has been ten years since he closed his eyes and opened his eyes. The handsome young man probably became a handsome uncle, but when he looked in the mirror, he found that he hadn't imagined The one in the middle is so old, but there is a sense of vicissitudes. In terms of face alone, it looks like a young man in his early thirties. Although he has lost a lot of weight, he is still quite handsome. What is even more surprising is that although he has lost weight, his muscles More clearly, it seems that the improvement in physical fitness mentioned in the notes is indeed not a lie.The problem is, apart from the scar on his neck that he touched, there are so many scars, big and small, on this body!The most deadly one was of course the one on the neck, as if the throat had been cut. In addition, there were gunshot wounds on the shoulder and ribs. I really don't know how I survived until now.But what shocked Wu Xie the most was the neat 17 knife scars he saw when he turned his arm over.These scars were obviously not left over from the fight, they were either cut down after being controlled by others, or they were self-abuse.

Wu Xie is caught in a contradiction: Should he choose to believe that he was caught by the enemy, or should he believe that he has the potential for masochism in his bones?

Really want to choose C.

Wu Xie picked up water and splashed it on the mirror, twitching the corners of her mouth, the wet reflection in the mirror showed a casual smile.

It's really interesting to see myself after a few years. After talking so much, why don't I have the nerve to talk about how I made my body into what it is now?Lost sense of smell, broken lungs like a bellows, and scars all over his body. Fortunately, he is not bald, otherwise he could just delete his account and retrain.

After Wu Xie took a shower, she returned to her room, opened the door and turned on the light, and then froze.

Zhang Qiling is in his room.

Zhang Qiling was like a big cat, quietly leaning against the window. When Wu Xie turned on the light, he also turned to look at Wu Xie, his eyes narrowed slightly because of the sudden light, and his slender fingers clasped On the window sill, knuckles tapped seemingly casually on the wooden window sill.

"Little, little brother." Wu Xie quickly calmed down, and after thinking about it carefully, since it is already that kind of relationship, it seems quite normal for him to be here... I guess.

But I'm still a little nervous, after all, I really don't have the experience of being a gay guy - even though I don't have the experience of pulling girls' little hands.

The two looked at each other stupidly, and Wu Xie was only wearing a bath towel.

Wu Xie was frantically thinking about what to say and do at this time, which would be more natural, but in case the truth is revealed, will he be nailed to the wall as a counterfeit, or should he just go over and hug his thigh to admit his amnesia?Zhang Qiling just looked at him calmly, knocking on the window edge with his knuckles, and there seemed to be some regularity in the knocking sound after listening for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qiling let out a "tsk".

I can't say why, Wu Xie felt that he got the meaning of the "tsk" in an instant, without even thinking about it, he strode over like a conditioned reflex, and sat down on the edge of the bed with his back straight and his legs Close together, hands neatly placed on knees.

Zhang Qiling also stopped knocking on the window, walked up to him, lowered his head slightly, and stared at him quietly with those indifferent eyes, which made Wu Xie swallow unconsciously.Then, he felt something cool on his chin, holding his face upwards, making him face up to the oily bottle.

Damn, what kind of operation is this!Wu Xie felt her little heart was beating so fast that it was about to pop out of her throat.

Then, Zhang Qiling raised his other hand, holding a bottle that he didn't know where he felt, Zhang Qiling quickly pressed the bottle firmly, and sprayed a fine mist at Wu Xie's nose.

"Breathe in." Zhang Qiling said lightly.

Wu Xie took a big breath subconsciously, and the misty medicine instantly filled the entire nasal cavity, not uncomfortable, but cool.

Zhang Qiling waited for Wu Xie to take a few deep breaths before raising the bottle again and hitting Wu Xie's nose again.

Wu Xie continued to inhale obediently.

Zhang Qiling raised the bottle again, and said in a normal way: "Have you lost your memory?"

A symbolic question, his tone is very firm.

Zhang Qiling asked normally, as if he was asking "Have you eaten yet?" Wu Xie was taken aback, and just opened his mouth to speak, but was sprayed with medicine mist with a "chi" sound.

"Brother, how do you know?" Wu Xie didn't care about the taste of the medicine, pulled a piece of paper, casually wiped the medicine left on his face, and looked at Zhang Qiling in shock, "Expert!"

Zhang Qiling put down the medicine bottle, and still quickly scanned Wu Xie with his flat eyes, Wu Xie got it again with this look, which is called "you are full of flaws all over your body".

Come on, fortunately, Poker Bottle can tell that it is amnesia, if it is suspected of being a counterfeit, it will be miserable, maybe it will really be nailed to the wall.

Before Wu Xie could finish his breath, Zhang Qiling also sat down on his bed, staring at Wu Xie with a vague expression, as if he was about to start a court trial, and asked lightly: "What happened?"

Wu Xie was bitter: "I don't know, little brother, I closed and opened my eyes, and I was here! When I opened my eyes and saw you coming in to feed the chickens, I thought I had time-traveled!"

Zhang Qiling frowned, and continued to ask: "What do you remember?"

"I feel like I still remember a lot of things," Wu Xie patted himself on the head, "It's just a bit messy. By the way, brother, don't you also lose your memory? How are you doing?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "Your situation is different."

Zhang Qiling thought for a while, then asked again: "Think about what you were doing yesterday?"

Wu Xie tried hard to think back: "Eh... I don't know what I'm doing, it's like, it's quite cold."

It was supposed to be a silent white, but it was gradually infiltrated by ink during the weightless and falling process. The heat and life in his body gushed out from his neck quickly, and the ice and snow poured in. Death was approaching quickly, but there was something in his heart. A strange pleasure—whether it is pain or suffocation, it doesn’t matter what happens to me in this place, the dominoes have already started to fall, and there is no way to stop it.Compared with the entire complex and huge plan, I am just a small domino, just fall down with the trend, a slight push here, and the behemoth in the middle of all the decks will eventually collapse.

Wu Xie felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he heard someone calling his name.

He opened his eyes and found that he was curled up on the bed at some point, with his hands tightly covering the wound on his neck, his mouth opened wide, and he was panting heavily.

His slack eyes refocused, and he saw Poker Bottle's anxious expression.

"Don't think about it." Zhang Qiling relaxed his grip on his shoulder, and said soothingly, "Wu Xie, don't think about it."

"It's okay," Wu Xie smiled suddenly, he felt himself being dragged out of the bone-soaked ice and snow quickly, the person who pulled him out gradually overlapped with the face in front of him, "I remember, little Brother, you saved me and pulled me out of the snow, ah, what happened to your hand!"

Wu Xie also remembered that in order to save him, Zhang Qiling jumped off the cliff, and the hand that was not good at all was broken again.He quickly sat up, grabbed Zhang Qiling's left hand, and hurriedly asked, "Is it dealt with? Are you ready?"

He grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand and turned it over and over again. He looked very healthy, without any sequelae of fracture, but there was a clear tooth mark on the back of the hand, and some bloody scabs, which had almost healed, but it could still be seen that the hand was injured at that time. People bit it out.

Wu Xie had a very bad guess in his heart.

"You bit it." Zhang Qiling let Wu Xie play with his hand, seeing his gaze resting on the tooth mark, pointing out the bloody fact lightly.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I don't remember!" Wu Xie covered her face, deriding whether she was a dog or not.

"You have nothing to apologize to me." Zhang Qiling straightened Wu Xie's sweat-drenched hair.

"No!" Wu Xie raised his head abruptly, "What did you do after saving me? I'll go, you want to drive me away and then go do it, what are you doing..."

"It's all over." Zhang Qiling interrupted Wu Xie's train of thought, "I finished my work, and then you went to find me, and I left with you."

"Is that so?" Wu Xie was skeptical, but his memory was still quite chaotic, and he couldn't quite figure it out, and seeing that it was indeed a good idea to sit on the same bed with him right now, he no longer questioned it.

"I still don't know why I lost my memory," Wu Xie said, "I really just fell asleep. I was very good and didn't do anything."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand to Wu Xie: "Mobile phone."

Wu Xie was a little guilty, after thinking about it, he unlocked the phone honestly and handed it to Poker Ping.

Zhang Qiling opened the screen with his long fingers and began to look through the call records. Wu Xie looked anxious, as if he had been caught rape.

"Who is this?" Zhang Qiling really noticed the last call before he lost his memory, and the records of the frequent calls before were also clear at this moment.

"Eh..." Wu Xie glanced at the number, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Isn't this the phone number that he left behind a few years later to let him swear at others to vent his anger?

"Male PR?" Wu Xie blurted out, and after realizing it, he wanted to bite off his tongue.

"No, no, no, no! It's not a male publicist, brother, listen to my explanation!"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie, apparently not intending to argue with him, and pressed the call back.Wu Xie could only watch helplessly.

After a few rings, the phone over there was connected.

Wu Xie couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, but Zhang Qiling frowned and asked, "Blind?"

Blind man, Wu Xie quickly searched for the entry of black glasses in his mind, and said to Asi, so he is a quack doctor, no wonder he knows about amnesia, why can’t you write clearly, I haven’t had time to call and curse people, How passive you are now!

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be smiling, and also asked something, Zhang Qiling had a rare emotion on his face, and said coldly: "He doesn't even remember."

Then the other side spoke quickly again, Zhang Qiling didn't say a word, just listened quietly.

While listening, he raised his eyes to look at Wu Xie, and Wu Xie shrank his neck subconsciously—Mr. Mong looks very unhappy!

Wu Xie obediently sat still, letting Poker Fing stare at him with a worried expression, until it seemed that he had finished talking, and Poker Finger hung up the phone without being polite.

Wu Xie wailed in his heart, is it too late to rush over to beg for mercy now?Wait but I still don't know what I did to make this uncle unhappy!Depend on!I've lost my memory and it's still so fierce!When you lost your memory back then, I didn't turn over your old account and didn't kill you!It's not like taking care of you like a father!

Wu Xie changed her mood from trembling to righteous, and finally gathered up the courage to pre-empt strikes, when she heard the stuffy oil bottle say very calmly: "Go to sleep."

Wu Xie: ? ? ?

Wu Xie looked up at Zhang Qiling, his air pressure was still very low, but there was no obvious emotion on his face, he glanced at Wu Xie who was stunned, then pushed him to the inside of the bed, pulled the quilt and threw it on him .

Then Zhang Qiling quickly took off his outer pants, pulled half of the quilt from Wu Xie, and lay down with his back to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie: What the hell is going on?Cold War?I haven't been in love for so many years, lost my memory, opened my eyes, got a boyfriend, and then entered the cold war mode in minutes?Who am I Where am I What should I do?Depend on!Is it too difficult to enter the "boyfriend level of unilaterally entering the cold war mode" all at once for an older single straight dog with amnesia?And I'm still hanging in neutral and wrapped in a towel!Will I be too disrespectful to the Cold War level if I climb down and wear underwear now!

After the tornado passed through Wu Xie's mind, looking around, Zhang Qiling still maintained the original posture without moving, Wu Xie said in his heart, well, who made me love you.

So Wu Xie simply got down on the ground, leaned close to Zhang Qiling's head, and said pitifully in the tone of begging for mercy after making a mistake when he was a child: "Brother, are you angry?"

Zhang Qiling moved, turned over and looked at Wu Xie, his expression was very calm, the very unhappy expression just now had disappeared, Zhang Qiling said calmly: "I'm not angry, Wu Xie, the blind man is not real. Your doctor, you shouldn't be looking for him."

"Oh, quack doctor, I think so, I must have bought fake medicine carelessly before." Wu Xie repeatedly echoed.

"In the past few years, you tend to believe him when it comes to physical problems." Zhang Qiling poked him lightly.

Wu Xie blinked, and said: "I may not really believe him, the main purpose is to numb him, let him relax his vigilance, and then sell him to be a male publicist." Wu Xie thought for a while, and then asked seriously : "I don't quite remember what he looks like, is he good-looking, brother, how much do you think he can sell for?"

After Wu Xie finished speaking, Zhang Qiling was taken aback when he saw Zhang Qiling, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.

Although this subtle movement quickly calmed down, Wu Xie was sure that Boyoufeng was smiling just now!

"It doesn't look good," Zhang Qiling said very solemnly, as if nothing happened, "Go to sleep."

Seeing Poker Ping's smile, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and continued to sneer: "I can't sleep...then why do I lose my memory? Can I still recover?"

"It's fine if you don't remember it." Zhang Qiling said lightly, "Sometimes, it's a good thing to be able to forget."

"Don't you find it particularly unconvincing when you say this?" Wu Xie smiled, "Aren't you always looking for memories from the past?"

"You don't need to look for it," Zhang Qiling looked into Wu Xie's eyes, "I will remember it for you."

Zhang Qiling's eyes were very serious, and Wu Xie suddenly felt that he saw affection in those eyes. At that moment, it was as if he had been electrified, and his scalp went numb from his scalp to his toes.

Damn, Wu Xie squeezed the quilt in his hand tightly, not knowing where to look for a while, so he wanted to slap two rolls recklessly, to vent this exhilarating feeling.turn out to be!this!that is!fall in love!

"Forget it, forget it," Wu Xie rubbed his nose, "Memory exists in your place, it seems very unreliable..."

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, he looked at Wu Xieguang's exposed body, and unfolded the quilt to cover him.

Wu Xie's attention has jumped to another channel, and he asked curiously: "Brother, I should be almost forty now, right? But I don't look that old? Am I particularly good at keeping my face?"

"You have Qilin exhaust in your body, aging slower than ordinary people." Zhang Qiling said.

Who knew that Wu Xie immediately became excited: "Then I will live longer?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie again, Wu Xie felt that look was like an X-ray, piercing through his flesh and making his broken bellows-like lungs tremble.

"I, I will take medicine obediently and resolutely quit smoking." Wu Xie immediately promised.

"Yes." Zhang Qiling said lightly.

After hearing this, Wu Xie laughed foolishly as if he had won some treasure.

"Would you like to live longer than others?" Zhang Qiling suddenly asked him quietly, "Everyone will leave you, only you have to bear the lonely corvee."

"Why are you lonely?" Wu Xie was happy and courageous, and quietly stretched Qiling's hand, "I don't like to live a long life alone, but I like to be with you for a longer time. Brother, I won't leave you, no leave you alone."

Zhang Qiling felt warm fingers lightly poking his palm, and Wu Xie's clear and bright voice, like Jiangnan water vapor, poked heavily in his heart again.

Zhang Qiling sat up suddenly, pressed the switch next to the bed, and turned off the light in the room.

Wu Xie was a little dazed, he only had time to see Zhang Qiling's eyes suddenly lit up as if they were lit, and the next second his eyes were dark.

Zhang Qiling turned off the light, and lay back down again. Wu Xie listened carefully, only feeling that his breathing seemed to be much heavier than usual.

"Go to sleep." Zhang Qiling seemed to suppress some emotions, and said calmly.

Wu Xie sniffled, and he suddenly felt that Zhang Qiling's unique light and pleasant smell in the air became a little heavier.This smell penetrated into his nasal cavity, as if a wonderful valve had been opened, which made Wu Xiefu think of something in his heart.

In the darkness, Wu Xie's face began to turn red slowly. These things are very embarrassing to say, but they can't ignore them. Wu Xie thought that he had lost his memory, and Poker Face might be embarrassed to mention it, otherwise he would become a dangerous person. As if taking advantage of him, it's better to say it yourself.

"Well, little brother," Wu Xie scratched the quilt with his toes in embarrassment, "Look, I have amnesia, I don't remember some things, but I am still me, my thoughts are similar to the previous me. Although I don't remember how, cough, how I pursued you, but I feel that if I start over again, I will still do the same thing, so... Anyway, I will not be irresponsible for what I have done. Since we are in If you're together, the relationship doesn't need to change. If you want, cough, what you want to do, I can do it too. No, but, can you give me some buffer, after all, I haven't had this kind of experience before."

Zhang Qiling turned his head, if Wu Xie had Zhang Qiling's night vision ability, he would probably be able to see clearly the confusion on Zhang Qiling's face.

"Wu Xie," Zhang Qiling said slowly, "We didn't..."

Zhang Qiling paused, because he had outstanding night vision ability, and could clearly see the tension, surprise, worry and loss that appeared on Wu Xie's face following his words.

What Zhang Qiling was going to say was a bit speechless, he paused for a moment, then changed his words: "We haven't done it yet."

Wu Xie took a breath. Just now he thought that Zhang Qiling was going to say that they hadn't been together.Why?Haven't done it yet?Doesn't that mean that at the age of nearly forty, he is still a virgin?

"Our Plato's?" Wu Xie asked doubtfully.

Zhang Qiling: "...um."

"Why Plato?" Wu Xie was a little puzzled, and even wanted to reach out on the spot to feel if his lower body was okay.

Zhang Qi Ling:"……"

However, Zhang Qiling didn't need to think about any explanation, Wu Xie realized it by himself, Wu Xie remembered, God knows Zhang Qiling lived for hundreds of years, men are almost the same age when they are older, Zhang Qiling's old wine should have expired long ago Yes, even if you can't stand up, it's possible.Zhang Qiling is such a face-saving person, if he can't stand up, he must feel embarrassed!What should I do in this situation, as the true love of life as a soul mate, of course you must understand him, care for him, and comfort him!

"Actually, Plato is pretty good too," Wu Xie patted Zhang Qiling full of love and comfort, "It's okay, little brother, I still like you, it doesn't matter whether you do it or not, I also feel that my body is weak when I get older." , Plato is the most suitable for an old man like me, hehe."

Zhang Qiling couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Wu Xie and patted his paws.

In the darkness, Wu Xie heard Zhang Qiling say faintly: "Wu Xie, because you are afraid of pain."

TBC