Affectionate for a long time

... Qingcheng... Don't you think these two words are beautiful?

Allure, finally, came to his life.

Zhuang Moli looked at Shen Tang, remembering his familiarity with that person and his unguarded smile just now, his heart felt like he was hit by a dull hammer.He hated Shen Tang's devilish behavior towards him, and even more hated the insurmountable moat that Shen Tang had created between them with his own hands.That car accident directly destroyed their future... So he changed, and Shen Tang also changed.

Six years ago, he couldn't bear to call the police, but he was tortured by his conscience all the time.Shen Tang's silence was completely acquiescing. That night, after leaving home, he wandered around this suddenly strange city like a wandering soul.

Then, a strange man appeared in front of him.He invited him to the bar, and he followed in a daze.He drank a glass of wine, which was pale yellow and very spicy.

He looked at the thin liquid in the curved glass, and a distorted face floated inside.

It was already three months later when things got out of hand. In those three months, Shen Tang approached him three times, but after being rejected by him in a resolute tone, he never appeared in front of him again.

Until, he went to find him in person.

Why go to him?

Zhuang Moli focused his eyes on Shen Tang's white mask, oh, yes, it was because of money.

【six years ago】

When the first autumn rain fell, Shen Tang sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and read Emily Bronte's "Wuthering Heights".It was not the first time he had seen or heard of this book. On the shelf in the study, the original red book had been lying there silently.This is his book.

"...my greatest sorrow in the world is that of Heathcliff, and I have noticed and felt it from the first, and in my life he is the center of my thoughts. If all else perishes , and if he stays, I can continue to live..."

Sad man.When Shen Tang saw this, his gaze moved away from the book, and gradually stretched.Outside the window, there was a strong wind and rain, and the thin raindrops slid across the aisle and fell on his face. He reached out to wipe it, but stopped in mid-air.

The red book fell from his knees to the ground, the hard spine of the book was now in the carpet, and the owner of the rattan chair on one side had already stepped into the rain.

Zhuang Moli stood in the courtyard where he had been away for three months, watching Shen Tang split the heavy rain curtain and rush towards him.There was a brilliance like crushed colored stones in his eyes, he quickly took off the camel-colored windbreaker on his body and put it on his head, "Come in!"

Shen Tang grabbed his hand, wrapped Zhuang Moli's waist with ease, and led him to the door.

"It's raining so hard, why don't you open an umbrella?" Shen Tang pushed him directly into the bathroom, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find dry clothes for him.

"... Miss you." Zhuang Moli looked at his busy back, and slowly undid the striped tie on the blue shirt with his thin fingers.

Shen Tang's movements of looking for the clothes almost froze on the spot, he half bent over, his fingers trembling slightly as he touched the clothes.There was a rustling sound from behind, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.Then, a burst of heat stuck to his back.

The delicate kiss fell behind the ear, Shen Tang was surprised, but his body gave out the most instinctive signal.The spongy body, which had been weak for a long time, swelled up at a visible speed, and soon set up a big tent.

Those familiar hands slowly slid in along the hem of his clothes.Inch by inch slowly across his abdominal muscles, circled around his navel.

"Mo Li..." Shen Tang's breathing was already a little unsteady.He struggled slightly to turn around, but was pressed tightly against the wardrobe by the people behind him.The belt buckle was undone with a snap, and the swollen sponge body was grasped. Zhuang Moli's hands were twirling nimbly, teasing him loosely and tightly.

"I made a mistake, Shen Tang...I shouldn't have doubted you...I like you." Zhuang Moli put his face on Shen Tang's back, and his body stopped all movements, "Shen Tang, help me, I I don't want to be alone in the dark, I don't want to hear those voices, I don't want to go on in this pain!"

"Mo Li, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Shen Tang turned around vigorously, staring at him face to face.

"Shen Tang, I don't want to pursue that matter any more...Let's make up..." Zhuang Moli looked up at him, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.The drop of water hit Shen Tang's eyes hard, and he hugged Zhuang Moli tightly, "I've been waiting for you."

Sweat slowly fell like raindrops, hitting Zhuang Moli's skinny chest, the light in the bedroom was very bright, Shen Tang looked at his protruding ribs, and stopped his hands.

Zhuang Moli hugged his neck with misty eyes.

"Why stop?"

There was a caressing heat from the ribs, Zhuang Moli looked over, he stroked the outline of the ribs little by little, as if he was treating a rare treasure with care.Zhuang Moli's nose suddenly became sore, and he suddenly regretted coming back to him, because even he didn't know how deep the abyss was.He had gone down, but he didn't want to pull him down too.

"Don't do it, let's go down to eat." Shen Tang's eyes were clouded with dust, he sat up from the bed, but was pulled back by a force.

Zhuang Moli shook his head and looked at him, "I don't want to eat."

"No!" Shen Tang vainly supported him, not daring to press him down at all.He is like a skeleton with only a soul, and he is afraid that he will be crushed if he exerts force.

How did he spend the past three months?Shen Tang couldn't help kissing his face.

Zhuang Moli turned over and sat on him, the belt had already come off, he glanced at Shen Tang with watery eyes, blushed slightly, and lay down?go.

As soon as Zhuang Moli came back, the atmosphere in the small building suddenly increased a lot.Be it master or servant.Three new chefs came to the family all of a sudden, and the downstairs became very crowded and lively.

"During this time, you should take care of your body first, and other things will be solved once you get better!" Shen Tang rubbed his hair twice, pressed him under the quilt and kissed him fiercely. After two mouthfuls, he got up, "Put all the things you want on the cabinet, just take them yourself, I'll go to the company first."

Zhuang Moli leaned on the bed and waved goodbye lazily, watching him gradually disappear from sight.

After lying down for less than half an hour, Zhuang Moli got up feeling a little uncomfortable.A wave of impetuousness enveloped his heart, he quickly lifted the quilt, and ran to the bathroom with some stumbles.

The clothes he took off yesterday were still in the laundry basket, and he flipped through the pockets of his trousers messily.

A white bottle fell out of his pocket and fell on the porcelain white floor tiles with a clear sound.

The pieces of paper and the lighter were placed in another pocket. Zhuang Moli was already covered in cold sweat, and he opened the plastic bottle with shaking hands.

The orange flame ignited the dark golden hemp, and the bathroom was filled with smoke.The soft fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, instantly occupying his internal organs.Zhuang Moli leaned limply against the white wall of the bathroom, letting out a comfortable sigh.

That night

In the dim red light district, the sound of rock music in the bar is deafening.Zhuang Moli walked into one of the bars, walked to the bar counter with ease, and the bartender in a silver leather suit shook the wine cup, walked to him with a smile, "Zhuang, you're here."

"Whiskey." Zhuang Moli put his elbows on the bar and leaned on his face.

"Okay, wait a minute." The young bartender skillfully mixed the drink, "Here."

Zhuang Moli took the wine, but didn't drink it. He just took out an envelope from his pocket, "Give it to Huo for me."

The bartender held the envelope, looked at it, and then pushed it back, "Zhuang, Huo is upstairs, give it to him yourself."

"I won't see him again, tell him for me that this money is my last farewell."

The bartender didn't dare to pick it up, his face collapsed, "Huo will be angry!"

Zhuang Moli looked at him amusedly, raised his head and drank the cold wine, "What does it matter to me if he gets angry?"