[Acupoint Wine Opening Scoop] The Seven Deadly Sins of Inmates

The long dream is like the morning mist before dawn, half of the consciousness is already awake, and the other half is still in the quagmire of fantasy.

"Wake up, I'm going to miss the big class." The vague voice was like a rope, pulling him to trek through the chaos.

The man opened his eyes and saw a pink canopy above his head, the breeze rustled, and the small petals fell like rain, and a few fell on the tip of his nose.

He rubbed his nose, sneezed and sat up. The shoulder bag on his lap was half covered by flower petals. There were melodious bells in the distance, mixed with the unique frolic sounds of young people, and the birds on the tree twitter.

"Hey, are you stupid for sleeping? It's almost time for class!"

The voice was so clear that it rang in his ears, so he turned his head, and his gray-blue haired companion was sitting next to him. Seeing his blunt appearance, he raised his eyebrows and was furious, "Don't be confused, or I will I really want to give you a sober punch, and the class will start soon, did you hear the bell, did you hear it!"

"I heard it..." The person who just woke up blinked. Although the companion in front of him was on the verge of going berserk, he still didn't quite understand the situation, "Where is this? Who are you? Who am I? "

"I really admire you. If I'm late today, I'll blame you!" The person on the opposite side gritted his teeth, wishing he could punch this confused bastard in the face, "This is the school, next to the playground of the teaching building, your name is Ming Piaoqiu. , My name is Fukuta Hotsu, I am your good buddy, good buddy, are you really sleepy?"

Ming Piaoqiuren blinked, looked at the uniform on his body and the schoolbag on his lap, and choked out a word for a long time.

"……real?"

"I'm really going to do it—" Fukuta Hotsu raised his fist, but changed his mind halfway, and lightly slapped his companion's chest, "We agreed to work on the thesis together at noon, but at the beginning you hit countless He yawned, said something like 'Xiaozu, I'm so sleepy, let's squint for a while', and then fell asleep on his own, and leaned on Laozi's shoulder, sinking to death!"

"Look, look, I still have the watermark of your sleep, the evidence is solid!" Fukuta Yasatsu turned his shoulders, revealing a large water stain on the blue coat.

"Why is there still sand?" Ming Piaoqiuren curiously stretched out his finger to wipe it, and the fine yellow sand stuck to his fingertips.

"Didn't you practice long jump in physical education class in the morning? Did you forget?" Fukuta gave him a strange look and slapped his hands off his shoulders, "When did you become a problem baby again? You're going to be late for public class! "

By the time the two sprinted [-] meters to the classroom with their schoolbags on their backs, the class bell had already rang for a few minutes.Taking advantage of the time when the teacher turned around to give lectures, Fukuta Yasatsu took Naruto Akito and sneaked in through the back door, found two corner seats, sat down and panted.

"It's really you, ha... ha, how do you know she won't turn back? It's amazing!" Ming Piaoqiu took out a book, stood it on the table and whispered close to his companion.

"Of course I know when she's looking at us, so you don't understand." With a curl of his lips, Fukuta Hotsu took out a box of mints from his bag and threw it into his arms, "Take one of your mouth , If we continue talking, we will be named."

Ming Piaoqiu made a cut, then opened the candy box, poured out two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth. The cold taste completely dispelled the drowsiness.But the public elective courses in the university have always been boring. Most of the students who can see are twisted and sleepy, and only the monster next to him listens carefully to the class and takes notes... He glanced at the friend next to him who was writing quickly, and shook his head amusedly .

Hey, no, there is another monster student like this.

He looked at the back of the girl who was sitting upright in the middle of the first row. The girl had a slender figure with a straight back. Her long black hair was braided and hung on her shoulders, revealing a large piece of white skin on the back of her neck.Ming Piaoqiuren's position is a bit off, just enough to see a bit of the girl's side face, the arc of the tip of the nose and the chin is as small and gentle as imagined.

He was so engrossed that he didn't notice that the people around him had stopped writing long ago, and their eyes were dim.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, the noise in the classroom became noisy, the sound of flipping books, the sound of schoolbags being unzipped, countless chairs opened and closed, the girls chattered about the contents of today's lunch, and the boys were busy grabbing what would never be enough basketball court.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Ming Piaoqiu came back to his senses for a moment. The petite girl had already stood up and was about to pack her schoolbag. He just kept staring at her until get out of class was over.He raised his head and met Kamikuta Yassu's eyes, as if there was a kind of extremely sharp nail hidden in those light golden pupils, making him restless.But before he could react, an inexplicable smile spread inside, the corners of his eyes and brows curved into soft arcs, and the words he spoke were soft;

"Why are you in a daze again? Class is over, or do you plan to catch up on a nap here?" Even so, Fukuta Yasutsu put more strength into his hand, pulled up the people in the seat, and grabbed the two people with the other hand schoolbag, squeezed into the pile of people going out.

He heard another person muttering softly, probably slandering "Why are you so violent, Ozu?" He didn't have time to think about it, and more noisy voices surrounded him, girls' laughter, gentle voices It hits the eardrum like an earthquake; he hears the name, from the ghost of dreams past.

[Ming Piaoqiu should have heard it. ] He thought, [Isn't this the effect I want? ]

As long as you let go at this moment, because of the stampede caused by the crowd's pushing, according to Ming Piaoqiu's personality, he will definitely rush to protect, meet logically, exchange numbers, and fall in love...just like any couple who fall in love at first sight.What happened afterwards was just a repeat of the past. He could be a bystander, or even a conscientious light bulb, and play the role of "Ming Piaoqiu's friend" well in the next few years.

All that remains is to wait for the tragedy to reappear.

But how could he be willing to let go of this wrist?

Fukuta Hotsu grinds his teeth, even in the dream, the touch of the skin is still vivid, he can feel the clear pulse under the palm, knocking every time; Naruto Akito's wrist is very thin, he can easily wrap it around, The thumb was clasped on the last knuckle of the index finger; and he held it tightly, the protruding radius hurt the palm, grinding on the ligaments, chiseling deep and shallow marks.

More than once, he imagined the scene where he held this small piece of skin, it was always a broken piece, exposing the jagged flesh and gray stubble, but when this desire was really realized, Fukuta Hotsu felt that it was better—— Now he can drag Ming Piaoqiu to his side and listen to him yelling, with the impatience and publicity that are unique to young people.Even through the slightly high body temperature of the cloth, the other person's exhalation was all in his ears.

[All are mine. ]

This greedy desire entrenched in Fukuta Hotsu's heart as soon as he uttered it. He knew that this innocent and innocent boy was not the little detective Sakaido, but the really young Naruto Akito, whom he had missed for more than 20 years. time.

In the storm formed by Dogma, all the memories and all the past were torn into shreds and turned into a messy puzzle. Only he who still remembered everything faced the fragments all over the ground and decided to spell himself into Ming Piaoqiu. What kind of life is a man like.

Fukuta Hotsu suddenly didn't want to implement his plan earlier.

"No, here it is, with salad dressing and dried fish—double."

The steaming takoyaki is packed in a hollow box, and the sawdust-like dried fish is curled under the heat, twisting as if alive.Fukuta Hotsu handed the box to his friend, watched him open the lid in a hurry, tied one up and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Just made it carefully—"

"Wow, it's hot, it's hot!!!" Ming Piao Qiuren automatically finished the rest of the words for him. The hot inner core made him swallow neither spit nor spit, so he could only open his mouth and breathe out continuously, and the corners of his eyes were also burned red , Tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"What are you in a hurry for? I won't fight with you. I'm a cat with a tongue and I don't know..." Fukuta Hotsu found out the mints in his bag, feeling like he was leaving him on the side of the road to buy takoyaki alone Really stupid, this guy should press his face against the glass and watch the hot food sizzling in the mould.

The cold candy really made the hot tip of the tongue feel better. Ming Piaoqiu squinted his eyes and smiled happily, holding the box and biting it in small bites. The salad dressing and dried fish filled the box to the brim. The companion always remembered his favorite nuanced preferences.

Hey, when did I tell him?As soon as this question came up, he was in a trance for a while. He shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore, and followed Fukuta Yasutsu while eating and walking.His sight was blocked by the food in front of him, and he didn't bother to look at the road, anyway, another person could always take him anywhere——

Why do you have such an idea?As if... as if this person is the evidence of his existence here, the anchor in the storm... Did he ever have such an anchor?No, not the current Fukuta Hotsu, but another...another girl with green eyes...

Fukuta Hotsu walked down a flight of steps, and suddenly found that the people around him were gone.

Hey, what about people?

A suppressed cry of pain answered his question. Fukuta Yasatsu turned his head and saw Naruto Akito sitting on the stairs with his hands on his ankles. The unfinished takoyaki was rolling down the steps. at his feet.

"I'm sorry... hiss, I didn't see any stairs..." Ming Piaoqiu felt that everything was going wrong for him today, as if God wanted to pick him for trouble when he was thinking, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his ankle. I can see that it is red and swollen.

Fukuta Hotsu sighed, went up and squatted down facing the aggrieved person, he felt that he could no longer see the red corners of Naruto Akito's eyes, the repressed impulse ran rampant in his consciousness, forcing him to tear apart the gentle Fangs exposed on the surface.Every word he said in the desert came from his heart, including wanting to carry Sakaido, just like now;

"Come up, I'll carry you."

"But..." Ming Piaoqiu blinked, "Don't worry, I can..."

"Can you jump all the way to the infirmary? You haven't reached the school gate yet, stop talking nonsense and come up." Fukuta Yasutsu clicked his tongue.

Having said all of this, Ming Piaoqiu had no choice but to slowly move onto his friend's back.There was a subtle sense of weightlessness from his feet off the ground, as if something had escaped his control, his legs dangled in vain, and another hand firmly clasped his knees, casting a stable anchor chain.

"Don't move around, you are very heavy, okay..."

Feeling the sudden increase in weight on his back, Fukuta Hotsu stood up slowly, and handed both of their bags to Naruto Akito. He clasped the calf of the person on his back and walked back along the road.He was telling the truth about Ming Piaoqiu's weight. When one person puts all the weight on another person, the usual gravitational force suddenly becomes extremely vivid. [Probably not just pointing at the ground. ]he thinks.

Fukuta Hotsu suddenly felt inexplicably irritated, his mind seemed to be filled with uncontrollable explosives.He doesn't know where this future will extend, and when the cause and effect of his impulsive change will come; now there are two choices in front of him, just like the two shapes of a puzzle;

One is to put it together as it is, until the day of judgment comes;

The other is to eliminate all irrelevant factors, leaving the purest self, completely changing the life trajectory of Ming Piaoqiu, like fermented dough, to shape the appearance you want, and completely change him. To become one's own kind, to share in the pain of others, to raise a flock of lambs.

These two divided thoughts tore in his mind, and he wanted to greedily capture them all.

"Ozu, let me tell you, when I was waiting for you just now, I saw a very cute girl who was in the same class as us just now, do you think I should ask her name..."

The fuse was ignited.

Ming Piaoqiu was slammed against the wall, and the back of his head hit the rough brick wall violently. The sudden pain made his eyes go dark for a few seconds, and his whole body was dizzy.He endured the pain and desperately opened his eyes, not understanding why one second he was lying on his friend's back, and the next second he was thrown in the dark alley.

"What are you doing all of a sudden..." He looked at the person in front of him, and stretched out his hand to put his hand on the other's shoulder, "Is it because Ozu fell in love with that girl, that's why he was so angry?" He asked hesitantly.

Getting no answer, Fukuta Yasatsu punched him hard in the side of the face.

This alley is on the back of the street, and it is noon, so no passers-by pass by, and even the sunlight casts a corner stingily.Fukuta Hotsu waved the hands on his shoulders away, watching the person on the opposite side wobble and want to fall because of his unsteady standing.So he simply grabbed Ming Piaoqiu's two wrists and nailed him to the wall like a specimen.

His eyes wandered over the victim's face, because of the punch just now, the corner of Ming Piaoqiu's mouth was split, and his cheeks were swollen, making him look in a state of embarrassment.

Only those eyes, those damned green eyes are still extremely clear, there is no disgust, no hatred, just doubt and anger, and even the deepest worry and guilt - guilt that I may have robbed the girl my buddy likes.

[Stop looking at me with such eyes!You are not like them, are you one of those weak and good lambs? ]

Fukuta Hotsu yelled in his heart, [You should hate me, you should loathe me, you should want to tear me in two, just like what I want to do to you—do you really regard me as a friend? ]

He didn't want to listen to Ming Piaoqiu's guesses, and he didn't want to see those upright and bright eyes again. There seemed to be some silk threads out of his control, pulling them to a certain future, like an invisible hand sky manipulation.Although he didn't want to admit it, Fukuta Yassu was really afraid of this unknowable power, and he was terrified.

Ming Piaoqiuren wanted to explain something, but Fukuta Yasatsu simply leaned over and blocked the chattering mouth with a kiss, almost leaving deep tooth marks on it as if venting.Naruto Akito opened his eyes wide and closed his mouth tightly, so Fukuta Hotsu kicked him on his injured ankle, the severe pain forced him to open his mouth and let out a painful cry, another person's tongue came in to entangle him, until the oxygen is exhausted.Fukuta Hotsu took advantage of the other person's stupefied time to grind the palate, and tasted the faint breath of mint, which stuck to the tip of Chase's tongue.He licked the corner of the mouth of the man in his arms that had been cracked by himself, the strong smell of blood covered up the smell of mint, and flowed from the chin to the neck along with one kiss after another.

"You'd better hate me...you might as well start now." Fukuta Yasatsu murmured, slipping a free hand into Naruto Akito's pants.

No matter how he refuted, Ming Piaoqiuren's body responded quickly, and the pleasure surged up like a sea tide, mixed with the tingling pain in his ankles and the back of his head, forcing him to raise his head and take a deep breath, revealing his pale neck.He didn't understand why his friend hurt himself like crazy, and wantonly violated this body.The lack of oxygen made him groggy, and he almost poked a foot into the edge of chaos again.

"Ozu...Ozu..."

He wanted the other person to stop the teasing, which was too much, the intense stimulation made his voice cry, but Fukuta Yasuzu bit his shoulder, turning his breath into a scream, teeth Into the skin, the blood spilled out and wet the wrinkled uniform.

The pain and pleasure were mixed together, making Ming Piaoqiuren's brain into a mess. He lowered his head and stared at those golden pupils, which reflected his own reflection, green eyes.

Green eyes, girl, anchor in the deep sea.

All existence was muddied, and the clear river became extremely dirty.The people in the center of the storm were not willing to be trapped in the calm eye of the storm, they struggled to wake up, and stretched out their hands towards the raging barrier——

Naruto Akito let out a hoarse whine, and suddenly leaned his head and bit Fukuta Yasutsu's neck. The two of them bit each other, like two desperate beasts in a cage.

The not-so-sharp teeth bit the skin, and the warm liquid sprayed Naruto Akito's head and face. Before Fukuta Yasatsu completely tore his shoulders apart, he finally bit the opponent's throat. The tough cartilage was in the teeth There was a rattling sound.The only impulse is to kill and tear the person in front of him to appease the fear and anger in his heart, and to regain the slightest sense of control.

After the dazzling light spots and the blankness in his mind, Ming Piaoqiuren slowly sat down along the wall, not even realizing that there was another person's flesh and blood in his mouth. He stared blankly at the corpse in front of him, with his head There was severe pain, as if someone had drilled and drilled it with nails, forming a bloody hole.

The dead Fukuta Hotsu had a strange smile on his face.

TBC

Note: Brother Dong at this time is the young version of Anjingo who has no hole in his head.