murder begins in summer

Qiu Shili was honestly led home by his eldest brother, and he didn't plan to take the plane quickly, because Shi Zhanyang was afraid that the change in air pressure would stimulate his eardrums, so the two of them, together with a large group of buddies, bought tickets and took the train across the east and west. On the train, he and a group of high school students squeezed into a carriage and dangled all day long.

Unfortunately, sitting opposite the two of them was a young Asian man and woman. It seemed that they were still in love. They were carrying big bags and small bags and went out for a slow trip. Kiss half-hidden with a hoodie.

After all, they were sitting facing each other, a young couple, and a pair of big men who couldn't understand what they were, so they couldn't help but stare at each other.Qiu Shili couldn't stand it, so he opened the newspaper in front of him, but unconsciously glanced at the opposite side. Of course, Shi Zhanyang noticed his envy and curiosity.

"Want to drink?" Shi Zhanyang asked, speaking in Italian, probably only two people in this carriage could understand it.

Qiu Shili immediately came back to his senses, and only then realized that his newspaper had turned to the advertisement, and he didn't know how long he had stayed on this page.On the entire half of the page, there was a child about two or three years old, holding a large bucket of milk powder in his fat arms, looking at him outside the newspaper, with a pure and satisfied expression on his face.

Milk powder advertisement?

Want to drink infant milk powder?

"...I don't want to!" Qiu Shili said in a low voice.

Every time Shi Zhanyang teases him with such low-level jokes, he will definitely be hooked, and he will definitely feel ashamed.He had no choice but to angrily refuse to turn his head to look at his eldest brother, but for a while he was too embarrassed to even turn the page, and he didn't want to move his eyes to the Qingqingwowo on the opposite side. He was moving his eyelashes and didn't know where to look. His newspaper suddenly Shi Zhanyang pulled it out of his hand.

He thought out of the blue, Big brother actually snatched my newspaper... Could it be that he is really interested in milk powder?

In the next second, his eyes were covered, a warm palm, neither light nor heavy, with a thin smell of tobacco, and an imperceptible milk aroma, probably when he just served the coffee milk cup When it was touched, the watch touched the cheek, and the calluses were pressed tightly on the eyelids, Qiu Shili could even feel where the fingertips were and where the tiger's mouth was.

It was so dark in front of his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in the gaps, and he suddenly felt a great sense of stability.Shi Zhanyang used to always block his eyes like this. In the years when he was still being watched as a child, when the movies were in intimate scenes, or the wild horses and bison in TV documentaries were in estrus and breeding, it was so wild. Shi Zhanyang would always frown, cover his eyes tightly with quick eyes and hands, and stare at the so-called "children's unsuitable camera" next to him, sitting calmly, still the kind of young master who can't tolerate sand in his eyes Make pie.

Leaving aside the temperature and touch, even the smell is familiar.

Partagas cigar flavor.Popcorn flavor, ice cream flavor, milk flavor.

So Qiu Shili blinked with a warm face like he did many years ago.His eyelashes rubbed against Shi Zhanyang's palm, feeling a slight blockage, as if Shi Zhanyang was stroking his eyes.

"I'm already 25 years old." Qiu Shili also spoke Italian.

"You will still be shy." Shi Zhanyang said with a smile.

Qiu Shili thought, I'm shy because the other person is kissing?Brother, wake up!

"Brother, won't you be shy?" He asked back.

Shi Zhanyang pinched the bridge of his nose, and was about to withdraw his hand, but was immediately grabbed by Qiu Shili.He grabbed quite hard, but Shi Zhanyang didn't try to break free as he expected, but just turned his face to look at him.

"ナナ." Shi Zhanyang said, yelling quite solemnly.

Qiu Shili ignored him, looked sideways and went back, his eyes followed the big brother's eyes precisely, without blinking, at the same time he took Xiujie's hand in both hands, rubbed it with the bridge of his nose, then he opened his mouth slightly and kissed The back of that hand took a bite.

Shi Zhanyang raised his eyebrows, his eyes jumped, Qiu Shili appreciated it with satisfaction.

Then, he found the position of his ring finger, and bit down on the empty base of the finger. It was useless, but he continued to gnaw, with the tip of his teeth grinding against the skin bluntly, and he still looked at Shi Zhanyang so intently.And Shi Zhanyang seemed to be stiff from his shoulders to his fingertips. When Qiu Shili finally moved his tiger teeth away, he had already worn out a complete circle of red marks on the root of his finger, which was uneven and wet with watermarks. Reflecting the sun.

"Brother, are you shy now?" Qiu Shili let go of Shi Zhanyang's hand.

Shi Zhanyang didn't take his hand back in a hurry, but leaned on the armrest between the two of them, and his fingertips touched Qiu Shili's sleeve vaguely, "You have succeeded in revenge."

Qiu Shili stared at Shi Zhanyang fiercely with an expression of "I just hold grudges", and said again: "After returning home, brother, I want to sleep with you. Is this an unreasonable request?"

Although he used a foreign language, he spoke in a very straight and articulate manner, which was really righteous. Shi Zhanyang was almost stunned when he heard it, but he didn't wait for him to answer, just listened to Qiu Shili say to himself : "Forget it, I don't care if it's true or not!" After finishing speaking, he forcefully put a blindfold on Shi Zhanyang, asked him to sleep, and refused to listen to his answer.

Shi Zhanyang was very cooperative, so he really didn't say anything, Qiu Shili was secretly happy for no reason, and at the same time was inexplicably angry.He deliberately said shocking words, which can be considered as a big brother's army, but it is not a lie that he wants to go to bed!If I had known it earlier, I should have gotten to the bottom of it and asked if it would work, instead of trying to grab the conversation just because I was afraid that it would not work, like burning the test paper if I didn't want to see the score.

However, what happened just now was not without its benefits. Qiu Shili was suddenly able to look directly at the two people who were stuck together opposite him, even though they seemed to have forgotten their relationship at the moment and were quietly looking at him, their eyes seemed to be piercing on him. In the end, look at who is the god who speaks strange languages ​​and licks and kisses the knuckles of the same sex.

Qiu Shili looked back at them with a smile, proudly and frankly like the number one scholar who stepped into the palace, completely gone from being sneaky before.

He suddenly realized that what he couldn't bear to look at wasn't someone else's kiss, but the situation where no one could kiss the person in his heart right next to him.Now it seems that there is, no, there must be—he not only kissed just now, but also put a ring on someone with the tip of his teeth!

Qiu Shili relaxed and leaned sideways on the cushion, looked at the clasped hands of his elder brother, and looked at the imprint he left just now, it was not faded, it was still deep and red, on the pale and delicate skin at the base of his fingers.He looked at Shi Zhanyang's sculptural side face again, in the light of daylight, under the overly soft brown bear eyepatch, Shi Zhanyang was so clear and quiet.

Brother, you must not be asleep, but you don't want to look at me, so I blocked it.he thinks.

Sleep with me when you get home.He pondered again.

He felt that he was a little crazy recently, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his face seemed to have thickened a lot.

However, after several times of fatigue, he returned to his manor, and the roses in early summer had begun to bloom, but he did not sleep with Shi Zhanyang as he wished, and he was not even tied up.

Shi Zhanyang said, "It's not necessary."

Qiu Shili said, "I want to try it."

Shi Zhanyang said again: "You didn't make a mistake."

Qiu Shili said: "I committed a crime! I made my own decision, and I still—"

Shi Zhanyang laughed, and interrupted him: "I don't want to."

Qiu Shili couldn't even utter a word of nonsense. Shi Zhanyang blocked him too skillfully. Gentleness and alienation are distinct rivers, which flow quietly, and after all, he is not thick-skinned enough to hold a boat.Of course, he didn't reach the point where he could hit the pole, he didn't want to force Shi Zhanyang to do anything anymore.

I thought I would live in the hospital for a long time, and the work was well prepared in advance. Qiu Shili was not too busy, and he was full of energy at night, and he couldn't sleep all night, even wearing noise-cancelling earplugs was not a problem.

The scorching heat piled up day by day, and Qiu Shili rolled over on his big bed every night, sweating more and more sooner.

He never mentioned it to Shi Zhanyang again, whether it was tied up, going to bed, or the strange disappearance of sleep.Shi Zhanyang asked him to go to Pennsylvania to see the factory, so he went, and asked him to go to the newly acquired team to see his brother and old classmates, and Qiu Shili also completed it 100%.But no matter what he went out to do, he always had to go home. Whenever he came back to this home, Qiu Shili would think about things that he never mentioned.

Rather than saying that he is thinking about those specific childish things, it is better to say that he is thinking about the past, the past, those that he had, those that his elder brother gave to himself, and he can equally give it to his elder brother. It leaked through the fingers, and I couldn't see it clearly, and I couldn't hold it.

Well, this question itself is naive and boring.

The midsummer on the west coast is often as long as a hot and white railway track, but that midsummer was particularly short. In the blink of an eye, at the end of September, Qiu Shili returned home again, and it rained all day in San Francisco, feeling lonely. After Bazai parked the car at the door, Qiu Shili got out of the car with an umbrella, and the rain stopped again.

The air is like a moist sponge, covering Qiu Shili's face with a hood, and the late night in early autumn is as smooth as black fungus, with a heavy earthy smell.

The four-story building was brightly lit, and Shi Zhanyang had just arrived home not long ago. Shao San led a group of guys and squatted on the floor of the living room to organize things. It turned out to be a bunch of specialties, covered with medieval sculptures and between the fireplace. the entire ground.There are sweets, wooden dolls with snow-white hair, wine, and sometimes the green tea that Zhan Yang loves most.

"Going to Japan?" Qiu Shili was slightly surprised.

Shao San responded with a "hmm", with a kind of deliberate ambiguity, he told Qiu Shili that his eldest brother was resting upstairs, but Qiu Shili had a clear heart, and he knew that Shao San himself would not want to hide anything from himself. Furthermore, if Shi Zhanyang wanted to do something secretly, then Shao San would at most help run errands, and would not know much about the key information.

So he didn't ask much, washed his hands, ate a piece of matcha mochi, and went upstairs.

Just as Qiu Shili got off the car, he heard faint music, now it was getting closer, he came to the balcony, and saw Shi Zhanyang sitting on the balcony, on a rocking chair, in front of a flower stand, the surrounding was very spacious, on the checkered floor tiles A thin layer of raindrops sprinkled in, reflecting the silver light from nowhere, like moonlight.

The old-fashioned record player is placed on the coffee table, the vinyl is spinning slowly, the coffee is cold, but Shi Zhanyang fell asleep, motionless, breathing heavily, like the kind of sleep that weighs heavily on the forehead, it can be seen that he is exhausted .It was rare for Qiu Shili to see his elder brother so tired. Even if he was tired, his elder brother would always put his spirits to good use in front of anyone.

He walked silently, moved away the wheelchair that was blocking the way, and wondered who brought his eldest brother up with the wheelchair, stood beside the sleeping man, looked down at him for a long time, his eyes adapted to the darkness, Shi Zhanyang didn't wake up .

"Brother," Qiu Shili said.

As soon as there was any movement, Shi Zhanyang opened his eyes immediately, and sat up with his upper body. He even subconsciously drew his gun, "ナナ," he smiled when he saw Qiu Shili clearly, "What time is it. "

Qiu Shili glanced at his watch, "27:[-]."

"Brother, why don't you go to sleep in the house." He asked again.

"I remember you getting home around eleven o'clock."

Could it be that you didn't see me and were waiting for me?Qiu Shili almost choked out of thin air, he almost hated this kind of concern, but he was really grateful that Shi Zhanyang was willing to show this concern in front of him.

"It rained and delayed, and it took several laps to land." Qiu Shili paused, "Brother, did you go to Japan?"

Shi Zhanyang beat his knees and said, "They bought a lot of special products back."

"Buying specialty products," Qiu Shili smiled, "Aren't you going to do business... aren't you busy?"

"It's okay," Shi Zhanyang was honest and unexpected, "I just went to find someone."

Inexplicably, Qiu Shili didn't have the courage to ask again.Shi Zhanyang didn't take him there, he just set off for someone.He was even thinking, as long as the eldest brother doesn't look for anyone, he stays at home every day, and he himself stays at home, never going out, as long as he can see each other, it's okay not to talk all the time... that's the best!

Qiu Shili was terrified by his rapid loss of fighting spirit and rapid mental abnormality.

"Mochi is delicious," he said dryly. "I liked that taste when I was a kid."

Shi Zhanyang turned on the desk lamp, raised his face to look at him, and asked naturally: "ナナ, what do you remember when you were young?"

"what?"

"For example, you had an operation. The summer when you were seven years old."

Qiu Shili was a little puzzled, but he still answered truthfully: "Grandma said that I was sick and had an operation, and she wouldn't let me out of the room and stayed in Fenghuang Village. During that time, my heart would hurt." He pressed the button Pressing his chest, through the shirt, he pressed a hard ring.

Shi Zhanyang's eyes were suddenly extremely focused, as sharp as ever, "Is it the pain before the operation, or after the operation?"

Qiu Shili said in a daze: "I don't remember." After thinking for a while, he said again: "I was sick, probably because of the heart. I got better later, and I'm fine now."

Indeed, Shi Zhanyang would rush him to the hospital every year for a physical examination. He was in very good health, with all the indicators standard, and he didn't even look like someone who had been on the operating table.

Seeing his determined appearance, Shi Zhanyang's heart was clenched, "Your grandma lied to you!" How could he let Qiu Shili know his life experience?Let Qiu Shili understand that it was his own sister, the family with that surname, who participated in planning the last tragedy?

How can he say that your childhood was all deception, and your closest elders also regarded you as a family container?A container that I can't open and hide well.

"Okay," Shi Zhanyang calmly calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and said softly, "Go back to sleep, and meet a guest with me tomorrow."

"Who?" Qiu Shili observed him carefully.

"Jung Fisher, come over for lunch tomorrow and say he wants to see me."

Qiu Shili was in a dilemma. He knew Jung too well, but Shi Zhanyang was even more familiar. The two were about the same age. They had known each other before Qiu Shili came to Shi's house, and they could be regarded as childhood playmates.

Jung is the youngest son of the Fisher family, and Fisher is a typical American old-fashioned big family, mainly engaged in oil. In terms of wealth and wealth, it is probably on par with the Shi family. Shi Zhanyang naturally wants to become friends with him.It was okay when I was young, we rode horses and picked up girls and hang out casually. After about 20 years old, Jung's hedonism and Shi Zhanyang's self-esteem caused the two to drift apart.

But Jung never seemed to give up, and still often came to see Shi Zhanyang for entertainment, and was also very interested in Qiu Shili, as if he wanted to make friends with everyone.Although I haven't seen him for a long time, Qiu Shili still feels troubled by his slickness and familiarity.

However, the top priority seems to be to get a good night's sleep.

Qiu Shili pulled out a blanket from the drawer, dusted it, put it on his arm, and squeezed into Shi Zhanyang's rocking chair without saying a word. When Shi Zhanyang called him, he still bowed his head, "I'll sleep here, I Sleep here," he repeated, tucking blankets over his brother and himself in a self-conscious futility.

Shi Zhanyang actually made room for him, and it was not convenient to move his body on the narrow chair, Qiu Shili turned his face to look at him, and he turned the lamp down, "Go to sleep, do you need to turn off the music? "

This is a Spanish ditty, the female voice is cold and light, and the red roofs and sailboats of Barcelona appear in front of people's eyes.Shi Zhanyang used to listen to it a lot before, and there was only this song on a piece of vinyl. On a snowy night when the fire was crackling, he put the stylus on it, and then he took Qiu Shili to dance on the wool carpet with bare feet.

Qiu Shili was small and gentle, he was really just a child at that time!His hair was blown up in sleep, and it didn't reach his shoulder height.Qiu Shili stepped on his instep, followed his clumsy dance steps solemnly, with his waist straightened, his stomach pressed against his body, and his pale fingers clenching tightly between his fingers.

So Shi Zhanyang also squeezed it back hard, pinching his fingertips into red.

So Qiu Shili's face also turned red, and his eyelashes flickered nervously, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up.

Indeed, even though he danced badly, he couldn't tell exactly what kind of rhythm he was waltzing with, and what kind of rhythm he was swaying wildly while holding his younger brother's smooth waist.But he was a dancer before.

He and Qiu Shili are both the kind of people who love to dance.

Qiu Shili's sensitivity to music seems to be inferior to that of his elder brother. The melody in his ears is familiar, but it is difficult for him to pull it out of his memory. Yang's blurred face was only a fist away from him, the minor tune stopped chanting, and was singing the lightest melody, which means "I keep your memories like the most precious secret".

Qiu Shili heard it clearly.

"Brother, don't go." He said.

"Don't go." Shi Zhanyang patted his younger brother on the shoulder, I can't go either, he laughed again, but didn't say it.

The female voice is still singing: "I try to open my eyes, little by little, even though I see that you are not nearby."

Yes, why not, Qiu Shili pondered slowly.So close your eyes, he's next to you.He told himself that immediately his whole body became so soft. He didn't take a bath, and his body smelled of fatigue and autumn rain. On the cold balcony, amidst the steady breathing of his elder brother, Qiu Shili curled up tightly and fell asleep almost The most familiar sleep in months.

He slept until noon the next day, the sky after the rain was dazzlingly blue, and Shi Zhanyang was still lying beside him, absent-mindedly playing a minesweeper game on his mobile phone.

"Clean up, people are coming soon." Shi Zhanyang looked down at him.

Qiu Shili was sore all over, and wanted to get up and take a shower, but there was a magnet between him and Shi Zhanyang, which seemed to be a one-off, and he was afraid that after pulling himself out, it would not be able to attract it back.He didn't know why he was going crazy, so he knelt up and pressed on Shi Zhanyang, first he pulled the skirt from the collar, the action was very rough, and he broke all the buttons, and then pressed Shi Zhanyang tightly with his clothes open, and began to untie them. his buttons.

Shi Zhanyang was taken aback by him, "ナナ!" He went to grab his wrist, but Qiu Shili blushed, bit his lip hard, tried his best not to fight him, and simply rode on him with a fighting style. The strength clamped his leg, and ordinary people couldn't move at all, and Shi Zhanyang seems to be the same now.The rocking chair was swayed back and forth crazily by the two of them, creaking and creaking, and the wind blowing on the beech trees outside the railing also rustled crazily.

"Brother...Brother!" Qiu Shili roared hoarsely, hysterically.The buttons were all torn off by him, and Shi Zhanyang didn't resist anymore, just looked at him quietly, even the deepest part of his pupils was illuminated by the autumn sun, but Qiu Shili suddenly felt that he had been completely defeated.

He looked at the undulating body of his elder brother, those knife wounds, gunshot wounds, miscellaneous, new and old...more than him, more ruthless than him.He didn't know what he was going to do next, with his hands resting on his elder brother's ribs, his eyelashes trembling anxiously, panting.

It was the butler who broke the dazed stalemate. He stood outside the bedroom and knocked on the door with great measure, across the entire room, informing them that Jung's car had arrived down the mountain.

Qiu Shili immediately got off his elder brother. He wanted to squat on the ground and hold his head still, but calmly helped his elder brother to sit on the wheelchair.I took a clean shirt from the closet and changed it. In front of the sink, one high and one low, the two of them were reflected in the mirror, silently washing and combing their hair.

"Brother," Qiu Shili put down his comb and said with difficulty, "Did I hurt you?"

"No, I don't feel it there now." Shi Zhanyang also put down the razor, and took off a fallen eyelash from the lower eyelid.

Qiu Shili made up his mind not to apologize, but he was still not reconciled. It seemed that by saying sorry, he realized the injustice of his wish, his permanent loss, and even gave up the right to ask questions.This big handful of reluctance has been ferocious until he shook hands with Jung and said hello, until the three grown-up people sat at the table, and the delicacies were served one after another, and continued until he arrogantly snatched the short glass, Shield Shi Zhanyang from cup after cup of high-strength liquor.

In the end, this reluctance stopped, and turned into a sense of confusion and loss of control over his own behavior, like watching the fire from the other side——Qiu Shili came back to his senses at a certain moment, and found that his whole body was dark. Jung's voice was in the distance, as if He was on the phone, while he himself was kneeling on the mosaic floor tiles, huddled under the dining table, in front of him was the silky fabric of trousers, Shi Zhanyang's legs.

The blue velvet tablecloth was lifted, and the light came in. He looked at Shangshi Zhanyang, and he didn't think about how he crawled to the ground, nor did he think about what he was going to do next. This move was too overwhelming. Long instinct, he was drunk, he was very drunk, thank God.

He swiftly untied the belt and the trouser chain, and put his face between his elder brother's legs. Qiu Shili squinted his eyes, sniffed his nose lightly, and licked it, like the first bite before the main course, and then It was the second mouthful, many, many mouthfuls, the hard touch had already reached between his lips, and his saliva had completely wetted the fabric of his underwear. Jung hung up the phone, and the sound of footsteps heading towards the restaurant came to Qiu Shili's extraordinarily sensitive ears, but he He didn't stop, but Shi Zhanyang didn't push him away either.