Envy

When he got out of bed early the day before yesterday, he kicked the book by his foot.He used to read it at night before, and he didn't take a closer look at He Fangshen who wrote the book. When he saw the words "Murong Xian" printed on the book, he was shocked.It was his cousin who wrote about male love and male love.An indescribable feeling came to my mind... No wonder the writing style is so exaggerated.Originally seeing the name of the author, his good impression of the book was running out, but now his blood was racing and his heart was beating.

He quickly took off his clothes, stepped into the water basin, touched Yan Zhaohan's skin, and smiled gently: "Why did you come out to find me? It's late at night, you can't see, what if you meet a human trafficker, blind man Xiong Ah, how dangerous. Maybe the bad guy will take it for granted, and I'll be finished."

Yan Zhaohan asked back, "Why are you finished?"

"In the town, how many years does it take to be imprisoned for murder, huh?" Meng Tou tucked the hair on his cheeks behind his ears with his slender fingers, "Are you scared by those people today? Your face has always been ugly, so pale Like impermanence, are you so afraid?"

"I want to live a peaceful life, but I can't hold on to this kind of life now. People's words are scary, and the world is cold. You haven't experienced this yet, but I dragged you into the water."

"That should be me dragging you into the water, after all, I pestered you first. I don't care what others think, no matter what nonsense they talk, let's live our own lives." Meng Tou leaned on the wooden basin, Pulling him into his arms, "I gave Ye Mingzhu to Miss Zhou's mother. That woman is really hard to deal with. Only when she gets something can she settle down. Her lips are not thin, why is she so harsh and vicious when she scolds people?"

Yan Zhaohan straightened up from his arms: "Third Brother, do you know that Ye Mingzhu can buy Santiaojie?"

"... so valuable? I don't know." Meng Tou pulled him back into his arms and interlocked his fingers, "It's just a bead. It's just that we will live a frugal and simple life in the future. There's not much leftover. I'll find another job in town in a few days."

He sighed: "What kind of work can you do? You can't teach, and you can't do manual work. You can't find a job as a handyman. It's a shame."

"I can go to the pier to carry things..." Meng Tou imagined that scene, he was naked|lifting heavy things with his upper body naked under the scorching sun, and he really felt that it was disrespectful.He said, "Anyway, I'll find something to do, and I won't leave you hungry. I'm sure I can afford you."

Yan Zhaohan thought about it for a while, and asked again: "What softness do you have left?"

"Ah? Let me think about it... well, there are also the green blood stone from Lushan, the purple cloud jade from Yunchuan, the silver ring finger from Fengzhou, and the Yingluo from Chuzhou... I came out in a hurry and took a few things at random."

"It's okay, you can still sit and eat for 20 years. If you are more frugal, you can probably live a lifetime."

These are actually words from the mouth of Yan Zhaohan who is not stained with copper stink.Meng Tou was shocked: "Daughter-in-law, you seem to understand it quite well?" Yan Zhaohan said in a gentle voice, "Young Master Meng was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and doesn't understand the sufferings of the world."

Meng Tou didn't speak, Yan Zhaohan thought he was angry, touched his arm, and softened his voice: "Third brother..." Meng Tou held his face, lowered his head to suck his bright red lips.He just stared at it for a while, feeling a little out of control.

What was written in his cousin's book, it seems to be "Deep in the middle of the night, the wine dripped on the waist of the willow, the lips were as red as the roses at that time, and the voice called for the husband. The husband is a reckless man, and he never takes pity. The cool wind blows in A hibiscus tent, snow-skinned gauze clothes. The jade ring clattered to the ground, and the beauty leaned against her arms, dripping with fragrant sweat."

Yan Zhaohan leaned on him, sticking out the tip of his tongue to trace the shape of the man's lips.Kissing and breathing disorder, the entanglement became tighter and tighter.His waist, which was held by Meng Tou, was about to be broken.

……

Yan Zhaohan called his name in the middle of the night, curled up in a huddle, unconscious.Meng Tou leaned against him, and as soon as he touched it, his whole body trembled and tensed up.He kept calling "Third Brother" and asked, "Is that you? Was it you? Was it you who touched me..."

Meng Tou probed his forehead and found that he had a fever. He held his hand and comforted him gently: "It's me or me, Zhaohan, what's wrong with you?" Patted his back.

Yan Zhaohan couldn't hear clearly, and Meng Tou's voice became softer and softer.He wanted to grab Meng Tou's hand, but he felt exhausted and cold.He opened his heavy eyelids, and saw the dark house, with the only iron bar window drifting in a little bit of fine snow.His hair was disheveled, his wrists and ankles were heavy with shackles, and his body was covered with scabbed old wounds and bleeding new ones.The clothes have been torn and torn, and there are still dirty things between the legs.

The strange man kissed his cheek, kneaded his hands dishonestly, then whistled, put on his shirt, and walked towards the person at the door.He stretched out his hand: "Master, I'll do it for you, my reward."

Su Chuo threw the brocade bag into his hand: "Go away."

The man opened the silver, took out one of them, put it in his mouth and bit it, and then said with a flattering smile: "My lord is so generous, if there is such a thing next time, come to me again." Fang Bu went out.

Su Chuo smiled lightly, walked up to him, and said slowly, "Brother is awake?"

Yan Zhaohan remembered that he was taken back to Mu Su and locked up in Sanxingju.

"Brother, today's man, is he satisfied? Compared with the reckless men yesterday, isn't he much gentler?" Su Chuo smiled gently, "I personally picked the man. Look at his facial features, don't they match the How similar is Meng Tou?"

His voice was already hoarse: "Where is Meng Tou, where is he?"

Su Chuo's smile faltered, and he changed into a pitiful expression: "Brother, did you forget? Meng Tou died. He died in Zhao Lincheng to save you. He died so badly that I didn't even have the heart to watch it. My soul was bitten to pieces." , there is not a whole piece of the body left. It is true, whoever loses his sweetheart will be devastated, and it is normal for the senior brother to not be able to remember."

"By the way, Meng Tou's heart was still in Meng Tou's damaged body that Mu Mi's juniors snatched with all their might. It's not so good now. When he just died, that heart was still bright red. If you don't If you don't mind, I will put it in a small wooden box and give it to my brother." Su Chuo held his hand and said sincerely, "I am happy to see my brother, and as a younger brother, I am naturally happy too."

"I was really afraid that senior brother would be lonely, so I gave senior brother the Lanying Gu that can make people hallucinate. Did you see Meng Tou in a dream? Did he treat each other tenderly, with only you in his eyes? I am very pleased , you were laughing in the hallucination." Su Chuo said softly, with a cruel and compassionate smile on his face, "Meng Tou and Zhao Qingyan were married a long time ago. When Meng Tou died, Miss Zhao still had A seven-month-old doll, poor to see."

Su Chuo closed the door when he left, and the Sanxingju was once again dead silent and gloomy.Yan Zhaohan raised his head and looked out the window, but Xixue was silent.He bowed reverently to the light.

In the coming winter, the bones will be covered by snow.