The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

The pretty boy's fingers were tender and pink, and had been burnt to give them a bright red color, like rich peach blossoms. Gu Xingge was so frightened by what Huang Mao said that he couldn't hold the cup in his hand.

The water escaped a little from the body and fell into the snow.

The snow that had been rolled over by hot water soon turned into snow and water seeped into the bottom layer, leaving an uneven trace of the mixture of snow and water on it.

Gu Xingge used his other hand to quickly gather the cup in his hand and take it back.

Most of the scalding water in the cup has been spilled, and now less than a third is left.

Gu Xingge subconsciously squeezed the cup in his arms tightly, his lips pressed together, and his pupils trembled, as if they were overflowing with moisture.

Gu Xingge didn't cry. Just a little scared.

The boy's pale face was too endearing. It is also easy to give people a sense of protection.

Looking at his too pale face, Huang Ping'an looked at the young man's pale face and thought about the flowers he sent out. He couldn't understand that someone was secretly coveting them.

We are all men, who doesn’t know how to be so frivolous?

Don't say anything, I don't know the function of this flower, I didn't send it on purpose! That beautiful fragrance can only be effective if it is dripped with the blood of the person who gave it away. If the flower was not sent intentionally, the veins of the petals would be light red instead of gold! !

This is the real reason why Huang Pingan asked about the color of the petals before!

Obviously, the golden one was obviously given by that person on purpose.

Huang Pingan glanced at Gu Xingge and said to him with an unsightly expression, "You'd better throw away that bouquet of flowers!"

"That's really not a good thing." Huang Ping'an paused and then asked, "How long have you been staying with that flower?"

The beautiful young man's eyes were as clear and clean as snow. Gu Xingge steadied his breathing and whispered, "Six days."

Huang Mao frowned, Huang Mao, who was not a thing, scolded the other person for not being a thing.

"He's really nothing!"

The young man's face was still a little pale, as if he was so shocked by the content of the words that he couldn't turn his head around for a long time.

Slowly, the young man's face turned red as he recalled what he had said.

He remembered that day, when he was holding a flower and being kissed by someone with his chin pressed up and his lips drawn up. The flowers were somewhat crushed. Gu Xingge also remembered the threat the murderer made to him when he left! Ask yourself to take good care of the flowers this week.

Gu Xingge felt really angry! How can you do this? ! !

Why is this person so evil-minded?

Thinking of this Huahua, the young man couldn't control his emotions. Why did the murderer always want to get close to him? ! Didn’t he just accidentally become someone’s wife, say yes a few times, and then run away?

Gu Xingge felt a little aggrieved as he thought about it. Also, under such circumstances, which boy can risk his life not to become a wife? !

Could it be that this guy thought that he would not run away if he gave him this flower?

There are also flowers and what they represent. The longer you stay there, the deeper your relationship becomes with the person who sent the flowers. Just one week can directly influence people for a month!

Gu Xingge held the water glass between his fingertips. If the murderer sends a bouquet of flowers to himself every month. Twelve months a year, that means I can’t run at all! !

The most important thing is what Huang Mao said!

The full and red lips were rubbed by the young man, causing a little pain. The words of the yellow-haired man in front of me were clear and without any ambiguity, and they echoed in my mind again. Like a trumpet, Gu Xingge's head was buzzing.

——"If, during your relationship, you develop some desire for someone, then you will go straight to the stage of physical communication."

Huang Mao wanted to say go to bed at first, but when these words touched the young man's clean brows, he paused suspiciously. This young man looked like he had not experienced any personal relationship between an adult man and a woman, and the last words became what Gu Xingge heard. This is already a version with changed wording.

But even so, it was still so thick and white that Gu Xingge, who came back to his senses, turned red on his face.

He is a normal man, he does not want to have desires with other men.

But when I was in the dormitory before, my roommate who was a scholar would often sigh softly and say something else when he was extremely confident about doing something -

"Ge'er, don't always think that one thing is special."

"Don't draw any firm conclusions."

The God of Learning was holding a book in the library and said to him: "Everyone will change."

Gu Xingge tapped the pen tip on the scratch paper next to him for easy calculation, and said in a brisk tone, "No, I think I will stick to whatever decision I make."

"Really?" The God of Learning just smiled helplessly, and dropped a rhetorical question with a steady look on his face.

Gu Xingge nodded in affirmation.

The God of Learning glanced at him and said nothing.

When he came out from his self-study at eight o'clock in the evening, the student next to him reached out and patted Gu Xingge's shoulder gently and said, "Would you like some bread?"

Gu Xingge, who was used to being fed, nodded and said, "Okay."

Xue Shen took out a piece of bread from the shoulder bag he was carrying and gave it to Gu Xingge, and he thoughtfully tore off the packaging bag.

I ate one for the boy and one for myself.

When the boy ate the bread, the sweet smell of the soft bread made his cheeks bulge.

The night wind blew the leaves and cast a thin shadow under the light of the street lamp. Xueshen said gently to Gu Xingge: "Do you remember what you said at six o'clock?"

He didn't point it out. Just let the boy think for himself.

Gu Xingge thought of what happened at six o'clock. At six o'clock, when Xue Shen asked him if he was hungry and wanted to go to the lounge to eat something, he shook his head and said no, and said that his stomach was uncomfortable. I don’t want to eat tonight!

The bread was still in his mouth, and the words he had spoken before came to Gu Xingge's ears clearly. With the slight warmth in his ears, Xue Shen just gently held Gu Xingge's shoulders and led him over quickly. In the car, he said to Gu Xingge: "Did I tell you not to be too absolute about anything?"

Another time, Xue Shen asked himself if he wanted to eat the spicy oden? He said he had ulcers in his mouth and refused to eat.

"I generally say, if you don't want to eat, don't eat!"

"is it?"

When Malatang was brought to the dormitory, he was blown away by the smell of Oden. When Xue Shen invited him to eat together, he became the one who silently ate the most in the dormitory...Xue Shen was holding a warm water glass and passing it to him, smiling without saying a word.

Another time, the god of learning put on a mask during a social gathering in the student union and asked himself if he wanted it, but he thought about it and decided not to.

"No. Wearing a mask in front of so many people is too out of line and will attract more attention."

"Do not want?"

When he arrived, Gu Xingge realized that many people were looking at him!

I always want to talk to myself, but even when I hide in a corner, someone will still come.

In the end, Gu Xingge almost pulled the sleeve of the academic god outside and actively said, "I want it, I want it"!

With the mask on his face, his eager eyes were indeed much less intense.

After this happened more than once, Gu Xingge learned the lesson and stopped talking nonsense.

So now in this apocalypse,

The water in his hand was still warm, and that little bit of heat was almost as strong as the heat spreading on the boy's face.

He wanted to say categorically that he had no desire for men.

This, this matter, although compared with the above things, is completely incomparable.

But when I was inspected and forced to set off fireworks before, wasn't it also a man...

Gu Xingge quickly got back from that moment, subconsciously squeezed his cup and bit his lip in embarrassment.

If the time is right, the murderer will come tomorrow!

Gu Xingge thought about the way the other person's eyes fell on him, and how he kissed and rubbed him. A sense of danger made Gu Xingge shudder.

The beautiful young man didn't dare to think about it at all.

But Huang Mao can think.

Huang Mao thought, what if this simple young boy didn't know anything and was trapped and imprisoned by someone with a bouquet of flowers every month.

In the end, I was afraid that I was being coaxed into bed and ruined it. It was so bad that I was still wondering if I had been tempted first!