Forbidden color

In the evening, the setting sun was blood red, and the afterglow passed through the bauhinia leaves mottled on the window sill and the ground, and the air gradually cooled down.Wen Sitian's fever finally subsided, he vaguely heard the shrill cicadas, probably the last group before autumn.

Wen Sirin knelt by the bed, fell asleep while holding his hand, a slight movement of his fingers awakened Wen Sirin.

"Tian Tian..." His voice was low and hoarse, blood was faintly visible inside the corners of his eyes, and he moved closer to touch his forehead, "Does it still hurt? Are you hungry?"

Wen Sitian's eyes were still a little confused, and he opened his mouth after a while, his throat seemed to be ground by gravel, and he only said one word: "It hurts..." He touched the wound on his back with a slight movement, and could only carefully curl up into a shrimp .

Wen Sirin's voice was as soft as water: "Let's eat first, shall we? You haven't eaten all day..." After speaking, he hurriedly stood up to serve the porridge, as if he was afraid of hearing Wen Sitian's answer.

Wen Sitian leaned blankly on the head of the bed, expressionless and stagnant, staring at the gradually slanting sun on the window sill, wondering what he was thinking, Wen Sitian only dared to give him gruel, he hadn't eaten the first bite yet As soon as he entered, he licked the medicine on his mouth. The medicine was extremely bitter, and it almost twisted Wen Sitian's facial features that hadn't developed in the first place.Wen Silin quickly put another spoonful of sugar for him, and watched him eat it bite by bite. Neither of them spoke. Wen Sitian felt pain when touching the wound on his mouth, so he had to carefully stick out his tongue to lick it. There was only porcelain in the room. The clang of the crash.

【咻~】

Maybe he didn't want to rob, he didn't care about his love, he just wanted to punish this seemingly casual self, this unlucky brother who dragged him back so that he couldn't get together with his lover.

He never doubted Wen Sirin's deep feelings for him. When it conflicted with the life that Wen Sirin wanted to pursue, Wen Sirin could only grit his teeth and let go of the other party, but this did not mean that he was willing and without complaint. no regrets.

Wen Sitian raised his head and panted, he couldn't cry anymore, and he couldn't figure out how things turned out like this.

The high fever burned away his moisture, physical and mental strength, and he was as pale as a piece of thin gauze, which could be easily torn apart or put into his arms with great care.

Anyway, they have already crossed the red line of taboo, maybe Wen Sirin will see it as a fait accompli and is willing to give him some more time.

Wen Sirin made a little honey and only added a little water. Wen Sitian is a weird child. He likes to eat extremely sweet and viscous substances, and he never suffers from toothache. He probably did anything to make up for Wen Sitian.

Wen Sitian watched him bring the small white porcelain cup filled with golden honey together with the medicine to be taken at night and put it on the bedside, and a weak voice floated out, "Are you satisfied? elder brother?"

There was still timidity in his eyes, but he also had very naive doubts.

"What do you want me to do, can you just say it? I can't guess..." He didn't have much strength left in his body, and his tone was extremely weak, "Apart from asking me to find Yan Qing, what else do you want?" ..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Sirin wrapped his arms around him, and Wen Sirin buried his face on his neck, the moisture was hot, his voice was trembling, and he was at a loss for words: "Tian Tian, ​​I'm crazy... I'm crazy I did this kind of thing...you can hate me as much as you want..."

After a long while, Wen Sitian raised his hand and stroked his trembling back, kissed him lightly on the top of his head through the hair, and said, "Brother, I don't hate you, I will never hate you..." His words were like The spiritual song without melody comforts Wen Sirin's broken heart, "I love you the most in this world, and only you. As I said before, you can do whatever you want to me."

Wen Sirin's strength in holding him tightened a bit, he was a little hurt, but he didn't have the energy to struggle anymore.

"Yan Qing won't come back...or, before he comes back, can't we just do it like this?" Wen Sitian tilted his head slightly, and said in a tone full of hope, "What does it matter if we do it once or a hundred times?" What's the difference? I won't be pregnant, I won't leave any evidence, and when you leave me in the future, no one will notice..."

He never expected to be with his brother for the rest of his life. If he promised Wen Sirin the right to leave at any time and sacrifice himself at any time, would Wen Sirin be willing to give him a chance?

The arm holding him vibrated indistinctly.

"Brother, don't hate me..." Wen Sitian's steady tone finally choked, "You can do whatever you want, go wherever you want, I never want to hinder you, I don't have to You sacrifice yourself..." He hugged a little tighter, trying his best to wrap his arms around Wen Sirin's thin and broad shoulders.

【咻咻~】

At this time, Chen Guangyue called and asked him why he didn't come to school today. The tutor called him twice.

"It's said that your progress is slow, and if this is the case, you will find another topic to write your thesis..." Chen Guangyue sighed, "Why is Lao Yang like a pickpocket with Zhou? Before you went home for a funeral, he never let you go."

"...He has no one to call on." Two of the graduate students at the same level are the children of teachers, and the tutors can't squeeze them too much.

Finally, Chen Guangyue asked cautiously: "You didn't lose your temper with your brother last night, did you?"

Wen Sirin didn't answer, he was unconsciously teasing Wen Sitian's tongue with his fingers, distracted by the soft touch, looked at Wen Sitian's puppy-like expression, prevaricated a few words before hanging up the phone.Wen Sitian released his fingers from his mouth, his lips were covered with sparkling water marks, and Xingyuan's eyes kept looking at him.

"Lie." He licked the remaining honey on his lips, "You almost killed me on the bed yesterday."

Wen Sirin obviously didn't expect him to speak so bluntly, with an embarrassing expression on his face, then he knelt by the bed and said sadly with obvious remorse and heartache: "Then why don't you hate me? I know you are in great pain...you should Hate my..."

Yes, except for Wen Sirin, no one has ever done such a cruel thing to him.

"Because you agreed." Wen Sitian moved closer, exhaling a sweet aroma from his mouth, "You agreed, right?"

This was a mistake made by Wen Sirin, which just happened to be his leverage. If he doesn't take advantage of it, he won't have another chance.

Wen Sirin was silent for a while, before asking: "Where is Xu Qingyang?"

Wen Sitian didn't expect him to mention Xu Qingyang, hesitation and sadness flashed in his eyes for a moment, he folded the wings of the goblin, turned back into a little rabbit, and murmured: "I'm sorry for him...he is the innocent people……"

"Just like him that much?" Wen Sirin's voice was a bit stiff.

Wen Sitian shook his head and didn't speak again. He didn't want to discuss Xu Qingyang anymore.

Wen Sirin leaned over to massage him slowly, stared into his clear and sad eyes, and asked gloomily: "Reluctant?"

Wen Sitian wanted to ask, if Yan Qing were here, would you be willing?But he can't say it, he has no right to question Wen Sirin, they are not in a fair love.

After a while, Wen Sirin finally said, "Don't let others know..."

Wen Sitian was startled.

"Have you heard clearly?" Wen Sirin returned to his usual cold expression, the depths of his eyes were pitch black, but there were sparks of lava faintly, "We can't let anyone know, if..."

Wen Sitian hastily promised: "...Okay...I won't let others know..."

No matter now or in the future, he will not bring any trouble to Wen Sirin.

"Wen Sitian, say you won't regret it." Wen Sirin groped for his delicate neck with his hands, and tightened his grip on his thin and naked body.

Enduring the pain all over his body, Wen Sitian said softly, "I'm never the one who regrets it."

Wen Sirin let out a cold chuckle, his face showed a calm and hopeless determination, but his eyes were shining like a galaxy.

They are bound to fall into the magma of the sea of ​​blood, carrying the same weight of love and sin on their bodies.