when you look at me

There was a small trolley case standing at Chen Shuo's feet, and he was wearing the clothes he wore when we met in Gancheng yesterday.In less than 24 hours, they met again, but it was thousands of miles away in Shenzhen.

Yuan Yiping was upset at first, but seeing that Chen Shuo really followed, he felt even more dizzy.

He ignored Chen Shuo and took out the key to open and close the door.

Chen Shuo didn't follow in, Yuan Yiping heard him laughing in a low voice the moment he closed the door.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Yiping looked out from the cat's eye, and Chen Shuo was still leaning against the wall with a freshly lit cigarette between his fingers.

Three or ten minutes later, Yuan Yiping looked out from the cat's eyes again. Chen Shuo's posture remained the same, but the smoke between his fingers became shorter.

"Fuck you," Yuan Yiping slammed open the door: "Chen Shuo, if you want to smoke, get out and smoke, don't stay here——what the hell are you in debt for?"

"I haven't smoked." Chen Shuo glanced at the cigarette butts all over the floor: "I smoked a lot today, I just... have nothing to do, so I lit a cigarette to pass the time."

Yuan Yiping felt that the back of his head was throbbing with pain. He grabbed Chen Shuo by the collar, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you so cheap? Are you here to be cheap?"

Chen Shuo and Yuan Yiping grabbed him, his eyes soft as water: "I told you before, if you don't stay with me, I will tell Auntie about me and Yizhi."

Yuan Yiping slammed Chen Shuo against the wall, and his shoulder blades hit the wall with a muffled sound, but his face did not change, and there was even a gentle smile in his eyes: "I'm serious, Yiping .”

Yuan Yiping said word by word: "If you act like this, we will be completely finished, do you know that?"

"We two," Chen Shuo paused, and said softly, "Isn't it already over?"

Yuan Yiping looked straight into Chen Shuo's eyes, these eyes had appeared in countless times in his dreams in the past ten years, in the moments when he was in a trance when he was drunk, in the endless memories when he was insomnia—— Now these eyes are only a few feet away from him, curved like crescent moons, with a trace of fine lines at the end of the eyes, they are still so beautiful.Looking at those eyes, there seemed to be a thousand words in the eyes, but they didn't say anything.

After a long time, Yuan Yiping let go of his hand.

Yes, he and Chen Shuo were completely over long ago.

He opened the door and dragged Chen Shuo into the room.

Chen Shuo straightened his collar and asked softly, "Can I live here?"

"No," Yuan Yiping replied expressionlessly, "I made an agreement with my roommate not to bring anyone home."

Chen Shuo didn't speak any more.

However, he opened the trolley case, took out a plastic bag from it, and threw it directly on the bed.

Yuan Yiping looked at Chen Shuo and reached out to untie the plastic bag.

Condoms, lube, enemas, even a rope and a pair of handcuffs.

He always seemed to be able to accurately step on the point where Yuan Yiping exploded.

Yuan Yiping took two steps back, and suddenly punched Chen Shuo in the face!

Chen Shuo was thrown to the side by him and leaned against the wall.He touched his face with his index finger, then smiled nonchalantly.Then, he closed the door of Yuan Yiping's room.

"Remember what I just said——Yuan Yiping, have you ever been with a man?" Chen Shuo's face was slightly swollen, he took two steps forward, and put his fingers on his belt buckle: "It's very comfortable, I promise."

Yuan Yiping's hands trembled slightly.

"Don't be afraid," Chen Shuo unbuttoned his belt, then the button and zipper of his jeans: "I will serve you comfortably."

His jeans were unbuttoned, hanging loosely over his hipbones.

Yuan Yiping turned his face away, his gaze fell on the floor.

Chen Shuo took off his dark blue windbreaker, revealing his white T-shirt.He stepped forward and hugged Yuan Yiping gently.Yuan Yiping's body was as stiff as a rock, he couldn't figure out how he and Chen Shuo came to this point.

With his hand down, Chen Shuo deftly unfastened the strap of Yuan Yiping's sports pants.

"Get out," just as Chen Shuo's hand was about to go further down, Yuan Yiping grabbed his wrist firmly: "Get out."

"You've already reacted," Chen Shuo said softly, "You don't need to work hard, Yiping, I can... sit up by myself."

"Who knows if you have AIDS?" Yuan Yiping said viciously.

"..." Chen Shuo stopped talking.

He silently stared at Yuan Yiping's side face, his gaze seemed to have a solid texture, gently and softly stroking Yuan Yiping's skin.

After a while, Chen Shuo knelt down on one knee and said, "I'll go check it out tomorrow and show you the laboratory report... let's use your mouth first."

……

Yuan Yiping fell on the bed panting heavily, and Chen Shuo's lower body was still straight, so he pretended not to see it.

How many people did Chen Shuo do this for?Isn't he disgusting?He—how could he be so shameless?

Yuan Yiping said hoarsely: "You can't keep anyone at night, you can go."

Chen Shuo turned his back to Yuan Yiping and didn't speak. After a while, he got up, put on his clothes, put on his small trolley case, turned his head and smiled at Yuan Yiping: "I'm going to find a hotel, Yiping, see you tomorrow."

"Chen Shuo," Yuan Yiping stared at his back, "You can still make a lot of money after you sell it. What are you? You're not even as good as a seller."

Chen Shuo didn't speak, and walked out of Yuan Yiping's room with the suitcase.