Dazed

In the middle of the night, the breeze blows slowly, and the dark clouds in the sky flow with the wind. A thin layer of fine clouds is like a thin layer of tulle, casting a shadow on the moon. A little dark, not as transparent as it used to be.

On the edge of the empty cliff, Qi Zheng stood there nervously, his brows were deeply furrowed, his eyes stared at the gray figure about ten meters away from him with difficulty, his throat moved, but he couldn't say a word for a long time .

"Hey." A slight sigh flowed leisurely in the air.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Qi Zheng widened his eyes, subconsciously rushed over, blurted out the man's name, and only heard a beast-like roar in the air: "Cao Jingxing!"

However, the blue-gray figure was still slowly falling backwards, only a raised corner of his clothes brushed gently by Qi Zheng's outstretched hand, and in his sight, only the figure falling towards the cliff, fluttering like a flock of catkins .

So fast that he didn't even have time to react.

"Fuck!" Qi Zheng, who opened his eyes abruptly, suppressed his rapidly rising and falling chest. The feeling of extreme tension in his dream was still flowing through his limbs, which made him feel a little lingering even if he woke up.

However, before he had finished savoring what was going on in that fucking dream, he heard repressed but excited panting sounds, one after another, like the sound of some giant beast.

Qi Zheng, who had wiped off his hot sweat, sat up wonderingly, and looked suspiciously towards the place where the sound came from. In the northwest corner of the room, only seven or eight steps away from his bed, an unidentified object was dormant. , he can barely see his limbs, only a huge head, eyes as big as light bulbs, glowing green light leisurely, and a mouth as big as a pocket, from time to time flicks out a tongue like a lizard, even the moon No matter how dark the color is, you can still see the spittle thrown out from time to time. The limbs are thin and slender like noodles, hidden in the night, almost none.

Since Cao Jingxing disappeared, all kinds of ghosts appeared around Qi Zheng from time to time, most of them were attracted by the yin energy on his body, and the human beings who blended yin and yang probably exuded an alluring charm in the eyes of these ghosts. Scented food - the issue of his yin qi was indeed completely exposed after Cao Jingxing left.

Tao Qinghui once threw out an olive branch, and he would never come again. No matter how many Taoist priests have practiced for a long time, they still don't have the ability to spy on ghosts.

But I don't know why, maybe it's because of these things now. In short, Qi Zheng refused without much hesitation, and Tao Qinghui didn't force it. Three years have passed since this accidental relationship.

The atmosphere in the quiet night was a bit oppressive, and even the moon in the sky was hidden behind a thicker cloud layer with some fear. The moonlight was gradually buried, and the light in the room became dimmer. huge.

As if unable to hold back anymore, the ghost let out a hoarse sound from its throat, and quickly rushed towards the man on the bed. Qi Zheng, who was sitting by the bed, cast a sideways glance calmly, with a fierce look in his eyes. , his eyebrows frowned, he reached out and grabbed the object beside the bed and threw it directly. It was the talisman paper Tao Qinghui gave him. After a cry, it turned into a black ghost and fell on the wall, quickly fled along the wall, and disappeared after a while.

This kind of ghost is the same as human beings, they are bullying and fearing the hard, Qi Zheng frowned irritably, and the moonlight outside the window slowly shone into the room again.

After groping on the messy bedside table for a while, Qi Zheng stepped on slippers, walked out of the room with a cigarette in his mouth, and stood on the quiet balcony. The faint flame from the lighter flickered under the moonlight. The cigarette butt was faintly visible, and after a while, a gray-white smoke emerged from his mouth, hiding in the night.

Wearing a loose top and trousers, leaning his elbows on the cold railing, his bare muscles were blown by the wind, giving him a slight chill, Qi Zheng half-lowered his head, smoking a cigarette in silence, the haze between his brows was blown by the breeze It didn't fade even under the gentle blowing.

The night in late spring and early summer was still a bit chilly, chilling Qi Zheng's chest for a while, but he still stood there like a statue, his eyes unconsciously staring at the dark shadows downstairs, without moving.

The scene in the dream seems to be still emerging before his eyes. Qi Zheng can't count how many times this same dream has appeared in his night. He doesn't know since when, he has been dreaming of similar situations repeatedly. Cao Jingxing stood alone. On the edge of the cliff, facing him, he fell back without saying a word, and he couldn't catch anyone every time.

"Cough." Seemingly lost, Qi Zheng was choked by the smoke around his mouth, and a suppressed cough sounded in his chest. He moved the smoke away from his mouth, and shook the cigarette with his index finger on the railing. The soot was scattered in the air, blown by the wind, and disappeared.

After smoking one cigarette, Qi Zheng rubbed the remaining cigarette end on the railing and extinguished it. Then he raked his hair, turned around, walked into the house crackling, and closed the balcony door. Going to sleep.

Ghosts can't be resurrected after death, Qi Zheng thought irritably, but he couldn't control it every time.

It was another late night, sitting in front of a lively barbecue stand, Qi Zheng lifted the beer bottle in front of him, tilted his head, the whole bottle dried up, the overflowing yellow liquid soaked the clothes on his chest, and when the wind blew, The heart was cold, but it won the applause of the people at the same table. At [-] or [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, the brightly lit store was still full of customers.

Qi Zheng and a group of workers sat at several tables. On the tables were placed one after another beer, and the ones that had just been taken out of the refrigerator were all steaming in vain.

Today is also the day when they pay their wages for the festival. The contractor surnamed Liu invited a dozen workers from the construction site out of his pocket to drink and have fun in front of the barbecue stall.

Qi Zheng, who had been a little depressed for a while, seemed to have found an opportunity. He poured down one bottle after another, without even saying a few words, and drank until one or two o'clock in the night. On the face, the wheat-colored face was covered with blush, and the eyes were blurred by drunkenness. In the cold night, his figure looked infinitely bleak.

Unsteadily refusing Foreman Liu's help, Qi Zheng barely opened his eyes and hailed a taxi, but before he even had time to report the address, he collapsed in the back seat of the car and fell asleep on his back.

The driver sitting in the front seat quietly closed the door, and then the car moved, quickly and quietly disappeared into the vast night, carrying the drunk and unconscious people in the car to the unknown front.

There was a hint of mocking indifferently on the gray face, blood-red ripples appeared in the eyes of the man sitting in front of the car and steering the steering wheel, but his eyes were as cold as usual, like the surface of a frozen lake.

Qi Zheng suddenly realized that he had started to have erotic dreams again.

And it still seems to be the one who was suppressed... I don't understand what happened...

"Hmm." Qi Zheng, who was pressed against the wall with disheveled clothes, let out an unbearable gasp, protesting against the rough actions of the people around him.

Alcohol fermented fervently in his body, Qi Zheng's consciousness was blurred under the touch of that person, and his robust body was gradually exposed to the cold air as his movements intensified, making him feel goosebumps uncontrollably, but he was there again Under the provocative caress all around, he was very restless.

When the most sensitive part of his body was caught, Qi Zheng couldn't help but let out a low gasp, as if some bad memories had been brought back, someone who had been completely addicted to lust suddenly struggled hard, fist He kept waving, his brows were deeply furrowed, but his whole body was tense like a warrior in a combat situation.

The man who was almost attacked accidentally narrowed his cunning bloody eyes, stuck out his tongue and licked his upper part with interest, and then slowly pressed the man's hands tightly with one hand, with a sense of oppression. Qi Zheng pressed his body up, and pressed Qi Zheng's slender neck with the other hand, feeling the pleasure of the Adam's apple floating up and down in his palm, Qi Zheng raised his head uncomfortably, revealing the most fragile and sensitive parts, under the faint There is a warm luster under the light.

Cao Jingxing suddenly felt a little impatient, and suddenly, he attacked like an enraged beast, his teeth frantically biting behind Qi Zheng's ears, leaving bright red tooth marks. After doing this, He stretched out his tongue and licked the man's earlobe heavily, making the strong body below him tremble uncontrollably as he wished.

With his lips leaning against Qi Zheng's ear, Cao Jingxing lowered his voice and threatened hoarsely, "Shh, be good."

"Hmm." Someone who was caught off guard and unprepared was like a hedgehog whose spines had been removed, his white and tender flesh was exposed to the bloody minions of the hunter, he resisted the lust in his body hastily but at a loss , the overwhelming teasing attacking him was like a flood, he couldn't help raising his head, gasping for breath helplessly, and subconsciously called out: "Cao Jingxing?"

"Heh." A deep sneer sounded in his ears, Cao Jingxing's lips were hooked, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, he adjusted his posture, and when he heard the nagging questions from the people below him, he felt cute and It was funny, so he kindly replied: "It's me."

Before the deep voice reached his ears, he was slammed into it.

Qi Zheng, who was caught off guard, was stabbed so hard that his whole body couldn't help being frantic, the fragile hole was ruthlessly squeezed open, and the frightening penis was crushed straight until it was completely submerged, "Ah... ah... No way! Grass!"

The screams were ignored, his bones and flesh were torn apart, crushed, and ravaged, until his thoughts were drawn into endless emotions, and he could no longer escape...