Same time.

Shanghai Medical Dormitory.

Xie Qingcheng received a phone call in a vague sleep.

"Old Zheng?"

Zheng Jingfeng: "I want to meet you alone."

Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at the watch: "This point?"

"That's it."

“…Okay, tell me where you are, where can I meet you?”

Xie Qingcheng has no doubts about Zheng Jingfeng.

He washed and changed his clothes, ready to go out.

Although the movement was very light, it still woke He Yu.

"Where are you going?"

"...buy breakfast." Xie Qingcheng lied, "should be back soon. Go to sleep."

He Yu was relieved and continued to sleep in Xie Qingcheng's bed.

Xie Qingcheng took a taxi according to the address Zheng Jingfeng gave him. It was found that it was a very remote place in Shanghai. Maybe it was a problem with the transceiver base station. The network signal there was only one grid, and the interference was great.

Xie Qingcheng walked into an old abandoned factory.

Zheng Jingfeng sat there with his head bowed, waiting for him in plain clothes.

"Why suddenly asked me to meet here." Xie Qingcheng asked.

Zheng Jingfeng still lowered his head and did not speak immediately. It wasn't morning yet, although the horizon was already glowing with a thin golden light, but the faint morning light was not enough to illuminate the thick gray glass, and the abandoned factory building was still dark.

The door that Xie Qingcheng opened was not fully closed, and when the wind blew, it creaked.

"Old Zheng?"

Zheng Jingfeng did not answer, but a very eerie bell suddenly sounded in the abandoned factory building.

"Throw it, throw it away, throw away the handkerchief, put it gently behind the child, don't tell him..."

Xie Qingcheng was taken aback - this nursery rhyme again? !

The flat mechanical sound came from all directions and echoed in this old factory.

Xie Qingcheng realized that something was wrong and raised his hand to touch Zheng Jingfeng's body with his head lowered.

Bang.

Zheng Jingfeng fell to the ground, Xie Qingcheng finally saw his face...

It was a **** face, exactly like Xie Qingcheng's parents, crushed to the point where half of her face was broken.

A very scary face.

"Lao Zheng...Lao Zheng!"

—

"Xie Qingcheng! Xie Qingcheng!"

Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes suddenly.

He Yu's very anxious face came into view.

Seeing him awake, He Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're having another nightmare."

"..." Xie Qingcheng's face was terrifyingly pale, he was lying on the sofa, like a fish out of water, his chest heaving violently and silently.

He was speechless, his throat seemed to be choked.

The last scene in the dream was too terrifying, he seemed to see more than Zheng Jingfeng's face.

The face was covered in blood and the flesh was hideous, almost indistinguishable. So in his eyes, it could be Zheng Jingfeng, his parents, or even Qin Ciyan who died tragically under Yi Beihai.

He couldn't say anything. The whole person was shaking.

This dream actually revealed his deepest fear - he never wanted to see anyone close to him die so tragically.

"It's nothing, don't be afraid, it's just a dream."

“…”

"Xie Qingcheng, it was just a dream."

Xie Qing was lying there, his whole body was cold, only the palm of his hand was warm. .

He returned to his senses and found that it was He Yu's hand that he was holding tightly.

He immediately released his hand.

He didn't look at He Yu's face, he caught a glimpse of the back of He Yu's hand from the corner of his eye.

He said hoarsely, "Sorry."

“…”

“I… go wash my face.”

Just as Xie Qingcheng was about to get up, he was pulled down by a strong force. He slammed back onto the sofa.

Xie Qingcheng met He Yu's face gnashing his teeth through his scattered forehead hair.

"Why do you have to be like this with me. Can't you just lie down?"

“…let me go.”

He Yu responded with more arrogant strength.

Xie Qingcheng frowned and said, "...heavy."

He Yu ignored him and hugged him like that. The young man usually exercises scientifically, and his physical fitness is very good.

It was Xie Qingcheng, whose face suddenly became ugly: "Fuck you, let me down!"

He Yu carried the person into the bedroom, threw it heavily on the bed, and pressed him down.

Xie Qingcheng: "You—!"

He Yu looked into his eyes from a close distance: "It's only four in the morning. Can't you get a good night's sleep?"

“…”

"I'll be with you."

Xie Qingcheng's body is very cold, he is not young anymore, his physique is not good, and his blood circulation is not so smooth. Especially after the dream, the hands and feet are even colder.

He Yu is very hot. Twenty-year-old boys often look like a stove. He holds him like this, which is not uncomfortable from a biological instinct.

But Xie Qingcheng didn't like it.

He doesn't like being hugged, let alone being hugged by a man.

Xie Qingcheng said: "I'm not sleepy anymore, you let go."

"Sleep."

"Sleep on your own, release me."

People with low emotional desire tend to forget that the rest of the world is not as desireless as they are.

Xie Qingcheng entangled and pulled with He Yu on the bed, unavoidable physical contact.

He Yu is a physiologically normal, 20-year-old male college student, not a cold mature man like Xie Qingcheng, how can he stand such a grind, and gradually, He Yu The color of the pupils darkened.

He whispered: "Xie Qingcheng, don't move anymore."

Is it a wooden man, a childish bastard?"

Get out of bed.

He Yu slammed him into the middle of the bed with a bang, lowered his eyes, and even breathed heavily: "How can you be considerate of everyone, just not me?"

Xie Qingcheng just wanted to ask me why I don't understand you.

He Yu was holding his arm, and the whole body pressed heavily on him.

"Feel it?"

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng's paler face under him with no expression, and then said almost aggrieved: "I really have been enduring it. You still have to do this I."

“…”

"Who is the childish ghost, Brother Xie?"

Xie Qingcheng: "...you **** get off me."

He Yu: "Then would you like to sleep with me quietly?"

"Go down."

"...Xie Qingcheng, you don't even want to sleep well, you are a childish ghost."

"Next—"

It broke between the lips and teeth.

He Yu can no longer bear the fiery love, crazy possessiveness, and unspeakable pity.

These desires pushed him and made him kiss Xie Qingcheng's lips heavily.

This kiss is completely different from watching fireworks and cutting cakes before. It is a man who can feel the desire information of males during mating. This is a passionate kiss that is only available when making love. Xie Qingcheng could not bear such aggression for a while, and wanted to break free, but was firmly held down.

Xie Qingcheng, who lost the strength of one arm, became more difficult to resist in front of He Yu. Xie Qingcheng had to endure such an indulgent and desperate kiss. When he was in the abyss, in the breath, he looked at him with those quiet peach eyes.

"He Yu, you have to be responsible for yourself, understand?"

“…”

"You have nothing to do with me, don't do this kind of thing that will make you sink deeper and deeper and make mistakes again and again."

"Your sentence is twelve years too late."

"Xie Qingcheng, when I first saw you, I may have already begun to fall. Because of you, my world has hope. Because of you, I only have someone to accompany me who can fully understand my pain."

"If what you and I are doing is wrong, it has been wrong since you handed me your hand twelve years ago."

Xie Qingcheng thought he was too absurd. He said to the boy who was pressing on him: "I said, you are treating your dependence on your elders as your love. It's time to wake up."

"No." He Yu said, "The thing you feel is not dependent on one person to become like this."

"I just like you, Xie Qingcheng, if you think I'm wrong, then I will continue to be wrong, I can be wrong for a lifetime, and on the day of death, it will prove that I am the That's right."

"Don't be so sad, so uneasy, don't wake up in your sleep. Because I'm still alive, every day, every minute, every second of my life, I love you, I will protect you and I will not leave you."

The boy's eyes have a lot of emotion, in such a close look, he slammed into Xie Qingcheng's chest, Xie Qingcheng thought that his heart was breaking ground in the ice field , will not make any waves. But what He Yu threw was neither a stone nor a stone. He turned the light of the entire firmament into a meteor shower, and even the ice field could not help shaking when it fell.

He Yu was muttering over and over again: "Xie Qingcheng, I like you, I'm not wrong."

"I like you."

"I want you."

"I just want you."

Xie Qingcheng was kissed and read by him, and for some reason he felt sour in his chest.

He thought he was sympathizing with He Yu's unrequited obsession.

But it seems, it's more than that.

"Xie Qingcheng...Xie Qingcheng..."

"..." Why is this person so obsessed with him?

But the boy's eyes are obsessed, and they don't even need any reason.

"Will you look at me?"

“…”

"You look at me and I will always be with you. You don't have to live among the dead. I will always be with you."

“…”

"No more nightmares. I've always been."

He Yu is a very insightful person, Xie Qingcheng was somewhat touched by his words.

He raised his eyes and met He Yu who was close to him.

Peach Blossom Eyes Looking Apricot Eyes.

Then, the almond eyes seemed a little wet.

He Yuxiang got some kind of silent encouragement, he brushed the broken hair from Xie Qingcheng's forehead, hugged him, and kissed him with bone-cutting love again.

The atmosphere of the big bed became more and more charming.

The sound of breathing in the room became heavy and rapid, sometimes accompanied by the creaking sound of Simmons when turning over.

The clock on the wall pointed to half past four in the morning, and He Yu was pestering him as if the night had just begun.

However—

"Jingle!"

At this strange time, the phone that Xie Qingcheng had left in the living room suddenly rang.

The bell rang endlessly, and suddenly woke Xie Qingcheng from He Yu's nightmare.

Xie Qingcheng suddenly had a clear mind, suddenly realized what he was doing, and pushed He Yu away.

I even said in my heart, **** it, it’s dangerous.

His peach blossom eyes were still flushed with lust, but his eyes had calmed down.

He glanced at He Yu defensively: "I'll answer the phone."

He Yu was so angry that he yanked him back, and his pupils were red: "What to pick! Definitely real estate agency stock investment in preschool education!"

Speaking and tangling.

The young man was so angry that he smashed his fist on the head of the bed, and his brother Xie's bed board was cracked.

He Yu lay down on the bed, his teeth were shattered.

"What happened." Xie Qingcheng's voice came from the living room, reporting who the beast was - "Old Zheng."

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