i am not black

There was a smell of dust in the air, the floor was very damp, his hands were tied and he couldn't move, the surroundings were dark, only a few beams of light came in from a small window, "Where is this?" Mu Ling thought of this morning, he walked Halfway through, someone slammed the back of his neck and passed out. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in such a scene. He was a little scared, and his heart was beating non-stop, one sound after another, like some kind of countdown , making people nervous inexplicably, he felt the danger, thinking carefully about the past few days, could it be a trick, if it was him, what was the purpose, no, no, he said that I should trust him, he won't hurt me, who will it be

He heard footsteps coming from the door, his heart was in his throat, and his breathing seemed to be stagnant. If it was before, he would not be afraid of death, and even looked forward to ending this boring and shameful life early, but now, he has Looking forward, his mind is filled with the figure of the prisoner, the words of the prisoner, everything is the prisoner, the prisoner, will you come to save me?

"Kang Dang." The door was kicked open, and several people walked in swaggeringly. The one walking in the front was Yan Qing, holding a bucket in his hand, with a very proud expression.

"Splash." There was a sound of water, and Mu Ling's body was splashed with red paint, dripping from his hair to his shoes, and there was an unpleasant smell.

Yan Qing pulled up Mu Ling's hair in distaste, and looked sideways at Mu Ling, "You will feel better soon." His words were vicious, filled with hatred, Yan Qing is a person who cannot bear insult, he has a family background , With background, in just a few days, several people were found to take revenge on Mu Ling.

Yan Qing waved his hand, and the people behind clenched their fists and approached Mu Ling in a half-surrounding manner.

Those few people were all gangsters, and they were all masters. They punched and kicked Mu Ling, and Mu Ling felt his whole body start to heat up, and there was a huge pain in the top of his head, and he passed out.

The rain was dripping down, and Mu Ling was leaning against the green trash can. There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and the blood mixed with the rainwater flowed around the prisoner's feet.

After Yan Qing knocked Mu Ling unconscious, she was afraid of losing her life, so she hurriedly dragged Mu Ling to the trash can, patted the ashes on her hands and ran away.

The prisoner went looking for Mu Ling that day, but he couldn't find it anywhere. He ran all over the city, and finally saw Mu Ling lying beside the trash can. His thin body seemed to have been bent by someone, and he was leaning there weakly. What happened to him? ?Why didn't he open his eyes? Feeling scared, he approached Mu Ling tremblingly, wanting to touch Mu Ling.

Mu Ling's weak body trembled, he slowly opened his eyes, the figure of prisoner gradually became clear, is it a dream?If so, I want to tell him everything I want to say.

"Jianshu..." Before he finished speaking, Zhuangshu kissed his lips, which were soft and smelled of wine. It was obviously a beautiful moment, but Mu Ling couldn't help crying. This kiss was like that. Affectionate, very strong, wanting to melt all his feelings into this kiss, Mu Ling still felt a little sour, it was the unwillingness in his heart last night, now all the feelings broke out at this moment, clearly knowing that you left me Will be vulnerable, why should I leave?Prisoner's heart is very painful. Compared with not getting Mu Ling, he is more afraid that there will be no more Mu Ling in this world.

Mu Ling fell asleep in that kiss. Before he fell asleep, he saw the rain clearly. It was a rain just for them. In the hazy rain and mist, the city was only the background, and they were the real protagonists.

In the hospital, the prisoner stood by Mu Ling's side, he held his hand tightly, only had Mu Ling in his eyes, the sunlight outside the window shone on Mu Ling's face, his already pale face became transparent.

"Mu Ling." Outside the door, Mu Ling's mother called Mu Ling's name loudly. She pushed open the door, saw Mu Ling on the hospital bed, and ran over. She waited until she saw clearly that her son was seriously injured. , the tears couldn't stop streaming down, Mu Ling's mother is very fragile, she has already experienced the pain of losing her husband, and she doesn't want any more misfortunes to happen around her, she has prepared for the worst before she came, if her son never wakes up again Come, she also went with him, and settled it.

"Auntie, don't worry, I've already paid the medical bills, and Mu Ling's injuries have stabilized, and the police will find the murderer soon." Prisoner at the side comforted him.

"You are"

"I'm Mu Ling's friend." It was the first time that Zhuang Shu called Mu Ling a friend. When talking about friends, he glanced at Mu Ling on the bed. Mu Ling seemed to be smiling. He was very happy that Zhuang Shu affirmed the relationship between the two.

"Thank you, I will find a way to raise money for you." Mother choked up softly.

Prison Shu could tell that Mu Ling's mother was a person with strong self-esteem. If she directly said that she didn't need to pay it back, there would be a debate, "Yes." He only replied one word, and looked down at Mu Ling again.

"You go first, I'll take care of Mu Ling."

"Okay." Prison Shu didn't want to stay on purpose, but was spotted, walked out of the ward, and rang Shi Huan's phone.

"Have you found it?"

"Found it, it's Yan Qing, the police have taken them to the police station, do you need to find someone?"

"No need." Prison Shu hung up the phone, he didn't want to cause trouble anymore, he just wanted to be with Mu Ling well, after this incident, Yan Qing won't trouble Mu Ling anymore, everyone in the class should also rest for a while , but not enough, I want to protect him better, what should I do

Ye Fei found out about the school where Mu Ling was. He came to the school to look for Mu Ling, came to the class to ask questions, and began to meet Ye Fei. Because of his outstanding appearance, everyone in the class was eager to help, but when he heard Mu Ling's name , everyone's face changed drastically, Ye Fei felt the strangeness and knew that Mu Ling was having a hard time in class.

No one responded, and when Ye Fei was almost desperate, a girl walked up to Ye Fei shyly, "He is hospitalized."

"Hospitalized, which hospital?" Ye Fei became nervous.

"Ah, I don't know." The girl looked around and didn't dare to say more, and ran away in small steps.

Ye Fei frowned, and pulled the girl back, "Tell me." His tone was very sharp, with a meaning that he could not resist. This was a temperament that was different from his appearance. The girl was a little surprised. She didn't understand why he was like him. Most boys will worry about Mu Ling's life and death.

The girl named the hospital where Mu Ling was.

Ye Fei rushed to the hospital, he opened the door of the room, and saw Mu Ling lying motionless on the hospital bed, something exploded in his heart for a moment, he wanted to yell, but another force suppressed him , that was his upbringing all along.

He noticed Mu Ling's mother beside the hospital bed, she was already asleep, lying on the bed, holding Mu Ling's hand.

Ye Fei approached lightly and saw Mu Ling's face clearly. It was very peaceful and thin, and there was an indescribable charm that attracted him forward.

"Prisoner Technique." Mu Ling said with his lips opening and closing. He opened his eyes, saw Ye Fei, and wanted to get up, but a sharp pain made him go limp again, and he could only fall down on the bed.

After hearing this, Ye Fei became angry, and anger rushed to the top of his head. He looked at him and sighed again, "What's the matter with you?" Ye Fei pretended not to hear his voice just now, and asked quietly.

"Accident, don't worry." Mu Ling turned his head aside, endured the pain, and said calmly, he didn't want Ye Fei to worry for him.

But Ye Fei was not satisfied with his answer, feeling that he was deliberately alienating himself, "Don't worry about accidents, you just answered me like this, you are getting less and less concerned about the things between us."

"No..." Mu Ling listened, and wanted to explain, Ye Fei pressed his fingers on his lips, rubbing his round lips with his fingertips.

"You really don't care about me?"

Do you really not care about me?Did you really forget the past between us so easily?

I don't care what jokes you are talking about. You have always been my dream. All my efforts are for you. You abandoned me. Why do you turn around and ask me now.Mu Ling's heart ached, memories of the past flooded into his mind, those laughter and laughter seemed to be just yesterday.

Mu Ling was silent, did not speak, his silence annoyed Ye Fei, he was still the same as before, so cowardly, so hesitant, nothing changed.

"Prove that you care about me." Ye Fei lowered his body and brought his face closer to Mu Ling's.

Ye Fei's face is also flawless when viewed up close, with delicate skin and addictive eyes.

"Kiss me, you take the initiative."

Ye Fei's voice was soft, lingering in Mu Ling's ear, and then slowly hitting his eardrum.

This voice seemed to have magical power, attracting Mu Ling to approach his lips, but he hesitated again. He thought of the prison technique. Seeing that he had no intention of continuing, Ye Fei moved his head closer again and bit it hard. His lips, his kiss was very strong, very intense, so hot that people couldn't breathe. Mu Ling didn't push it away, which made Ye Fei intensify. Mu Ling's lips circled around, and the numb feeling spread all over Mu Ling's body. He wanted to gasp but couldn't make a sound. His throat made a small sound, and Mu Ling's face began to turn red. The irritating feeling made his eyes foggy. .

Mu Ling was intoxicated, he wanted to ask for more, but Ye Fei stopped at this moment, he wiped the corner of Mu Ling's lips, and smiled charmingly, "If you want more, come to me next time." Ye Fei Said in his ear.

"Mu Ling." Mu Ling's mother woke up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, saw Ye Fei, and recognized her.

"You are Mu Ling's junior high school classmate, right?"

"Yes, it's nothing, I'm leaving first." Ye Fei turned and left, he just wanted to be alone with Mu Ling, any other people's appearance would disturb his interest, so he simply left.

Ye Fei walked out of the hospital, touched his lips, the smell of Muling still remained on it, he smiled, he was in a good mood, and his steps were brisk.

"Mu Ling." Ye Fei said with a smile. Looking into the distance, he seemed to see a bright future. He knew that Mu Ling still had himself in his heart, and Mu Ling still had nostalgia for the past, but this level was not enough. To get closer to Mu Ling, he is mine.