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He was stuck on Thursday evening when the pause button was pressed.

The place where the sea and the sky meet is endlessly bright red, as if all the rouge in the world is scattered on the sea.

Time quietly gave this world a knife, the horizon is this bloody scratch, and the fresh flesh is turned out, bleeding pus and blood.The gushing red dyed the blue-gray sky, which was its last roar at the top of its lungs.

But this day was too big, and it finally became the embellishment of the gradient in the corner.

The street lamps came on one by one, and ran out to perform their duties. They were the last guards in the darkness every night.

He stood on the balcony, leaning lazily on the edge of the fence, the cigarette in his hand was stretching out its long tentacles, constantly reaching for the sky.

He watched the street lights on the road below come on at the same time.He was so far away that the strings of street lights were like holiday lights he put in a box.

The whole world is surrounded by festive lights, and every day celebrates the passing of another day, and everyone is just an embellishment on the lights.

And he is undoubtedly the extra one, the one who should be put in the bottom of the box and never see the light of day.

The neon of the billboard shone on his face, and the cold blue light swept across his cheekbones over and over again, groping his outline little by little in the darkness.

He took a puff of cigarette, a spark appeared, and then disappeared suddenly.The smoke exhaled was entangled with the blue neon, and hovered with it, making the world in front of me blurry.

He was immersed in this world of blue and fog, allowing the darkness to infiltrate himself.He decides to keep an eye on everything.

Insert the key, open the door, close the door, put down the items in hand, and turn on the light.

The world behind him lit up again.

The warm yellow light slowly flowed in, and began to erode the world of blue and fog, and everything about him.It was a battle impossible to win, and he willingly surrendered.

"Scared me." The man walked towards him, one meter, thirty centimeters, one-tenth of a millimeter.The man put his hands on his shoulders.

"Why are you smoking again?" The cigarette in his hand was mercilessly taken away, leaving only the last wisp of green smoke still hovering around his fingertips.

He turned around and watched the other party holding up the half of the cigarette back to the living room, snuffing it out, throwing it away, and taking away the freshly opened pack of cigarettes on the coffee table.

The man looked at him through the glass door of the balcony, with some doubts, slightly frowned brows and tight mouth corners, he really liked this angry look.

He smiled, for the angry face.

"You went to see her again, didn't you?" The man knew the answer, but he still had to admit it to himself again.

It was not the first time that the two had had a conflict over this matter, he was a little tired and didn't explain much.

The man seemed very annoyed by his negative attitude, but he still tried his best to restrain himself, and his eyes were calm when he walked over. "Go ahead, but you won't be allowed to smoke in the future. Do you know?"

He didn't know what he had done to be lucky enough to allow himself to spend 24 hours a day, 24 hours a day, with that person.

Pulling the other person into his arms, he almost wished to strangle this person into his body and into his soul.

The other party finally broke free, his breathing was unstable, his face was slightly red, "What are you doing crazy again!" The man gave him a stare inexplicably, making him want to kiss him even more.

"Have you boiled the hot water?" The other party seemed a little puzzled.

Leaning back, he leaned on the fence, his eyes followed the other person back to the living room, and when he came to the table, the person picked up the hot water bottle and shook it, but it was empty.

"I knew you had to forget." The man was holding the thermos bottle and disappeared from his sight.

forgot?It seems that oh, unexpectedly, I forgot again.He scratched his hair helplessly, it seemed that he had to write it down on paper next time.

"I won't forget it next time." He ran to the kitchen door and made a promise to the other party.

But it seems that there is no way to be trusted. "Forget it, it's better to do it yourself." The man smiled complacently, as if he had taken advantage of it.

Being ridiculed like this, he came behind the man a little bit unwillingly, stretched out his left hand and hugged him in his arms.

"What are you doing?" The other party didn't struggle, and turned to look at him with a smile. A few strands of hair swept across his browbones, making him feel itchy.

"What are you talking about." He murmured in the other's ear, deliberately lowered his voice, and changed his tone, so that everything was covered in a layer of bloody pink.

The man turned around, and he was only an inch away from him, with a thick smile everywhere in the corners of his mouth and eyes. "Don't make trouble." The man patted his hand, asking him to let go, but he was a little distracted and didn't move.

"I haven't cooked yet!" The man pulled his hand down with brute force, and stretched out his right index finger to poke his forehead. "What have you been thinking about all day long?"

Miss you, he didn't say.

Miss you, he repeated in his mind.

"Can you come cook today, I'm too lazy to move." As long as the tone is a little pitiful, that person can be said to be responsive to him.

He tied the apron on the man, and the other party drove him out, but he refused to move, but leaned against the door frame, as if he didn't intend to leave.The man didn't bother to care about him anymore.

The tap water rushed out from the faucet with a rushing sound.Hundreds of millions of water molecules in the electric kettle rub against each other and boil.The evening wind is knocking on the window politely, and the lanyard of the screen window is echoing crisply with the rhythm of the evening wind.The distant cry of a child came from downstairs.

There was nothing to make him restless, because that person was right in front of his eyes, standing alive in front of his eyes.

"You're not allowed to order." She didn't turn her head to look at him, as the other party was concentrating on washing the dishes.

"No, do whatever you want."

The other party seemed dissatisfied with the answer. "Obviously you cook better, but you always like to be lazy and find various reasons not to cook."

He closed his eyes, trying not to laugh while listening to the man's complaint.He couldn't see the other person's expression, but he could imagine that he could see the other person's expression in his mind.

The apron was pink and had been a housewarming present from the man to celebrate the two moving in together.

The other party was busy before the case with his head down, Wu Wei suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

The man was cutting ham, and he leaned behind him, taking one piece from the cutting board to the left and eating it from the right.When he wanted to take it again, the man slapped the back of his hand fiercely, and he put his head on the opponent's shoulder with some grievances, "I'm almost starving to death." He also began to wrap his hands dishonestly around the opponent's waist.

The man glanced at the poor guy on his shoulder, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and handed over another piece of cut ham. "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Thinking that he was in the way, he was picked off by the other party.

What to eat?Cold eggplant shreds, Shao's buckle, hibiscus cabbage, and cabbage in soup.Wu Wei didn't know why he suddenly thought of this.

"You can do whatever you want, I don't choose." He followed that person step by step, watching him pick vegetables, wash them, shred them, and cut them into pieces. As long as it was related to that person, everything was so interesting.

Within 2 minutes, the other party seemed unable to withstand the scorching gaze behind him, and finally drove him out of the kitchen.

Their home is a warm yellow world, there is no shelter for blue and fog, not a hiding place for blue and fog.

It was already dark all around, it was night outside their house, it was night outside this street, it was still night outside this city.

He used to stand in the dark night, panicked and wanted to escape. The desire to escape was so strong that his speed was so fast that it was comparable to the night.

He stood in the night, running at the same speed as the night, until he was exhausted and still stood in the night.The world has been surrounded by night, and he has nowhere to go.

He gave up on himself and lay down, allowing himself to be swallowed by the night.

He allowed himself to be swallowed by the night, but waited for the light that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The man slapped him awake and whispered a secret in his ear.You see, there is always half of the night in this world, you just have to wait until your direction appears.

Wu Wei never thought that he would wait.No, not myself.

He never thought he would wait.

"Come in and help serve the rice." The man poked his head out and called him.

"Why are you so vegetarian?" He complained, except for the plate of ham, it was all vegetarian.

"It's better to have something light for dinner." The man handed over the rice and asked him to help it out.

Before he could sit still, he was dragged up again by that person. "Wash your hands." She said while pushing him to the bathroom.

When he reached the door, he turned around and went around behind the other party.He wrapped the man in his arms and put his head on the other's shoulder.

"You don't even want to wash your hands properly, do you?"

He lay on the opponent's back a little lazily, and from this sentence, he could more or less hear the helplessness of that person for his strange behavior today.Wu Wei raised the corner of his mouth.

"No more washing." Wu Wei said, "No more eating, so let's just wait."

The other party was obviously annoyed by these words, "I'm done, you just say you don't want to eat it, just play with me."

Wu Wei shook his head like a spoiled child. "You cook too vegetarian. It was the same last time. The salad with shredded eggplant and hibiscus cabbage are all vegetarian. If I eat like this again, I will almost become a monk."

The other party seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and some didn't quite react.

"If you don't like eating, go make it yourself." The man patted Wu Wei's hand drooping in front of his eyes, seeming a little unhappy.

After hearing this, Wu Wei laughed even harder, straightened her waist, and drew the other party closer to her. "What I mean is, let's have meat tonight, you can't really call me a monk, right?"

When Wu Wei said this, he deliberately leaned into the ear of the other party, and when he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw that the ear of the other party was already red.

"Don't mess around." The man tried to pull the person on his back, but Wu Wei was as sticky as a dog's skin plaster, and he couldn't pull it at all.

Wu Wei lay on the man's back and kept laughing foolishly, this man was really funny.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat!" The other party hit Wu Wei again, this time it was really painful.

"You're really willing to do it." Wu Wei took two steps back and got off the opponent.

"Of course I'm willing, how can I be reluctant?" The man deliberately pretended to be ignorant after speaking, which was to annoy him on purpose. "I'm going to eat, I'm going to starve to death." The goal was achieved, and the other party patted his butt and left.

Standing behind the man, Wu Wei felt annoyed and amused. "Hey, I said Chen zh" everything came to an abrupt end with the noise of the scene.

He was stuck on Thursday evening when the pause button was pressed.

He existed and only existed on that Thursday evening when the pause button was pressed.

The rewinding over and over again made him get used to it, hugging, whispering, and expressing his naked/naked/naked desires with explicit frankness.

Rewinding the playback over and over again made him fascinated, with slightly frowned eyebrows, raised mouth corners, and red-hot auricles.

The evening was but a stage set.Even he never actually existed.

Wu Wei knew it.He was just another character he played.

This is not me, Wu Wei said to himself.

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This is my personal favorite and most satisfying chapter in the whole article!I hope all the viewers enjoy watching! (￣︶￣)↗