Brother Chuan

"Brother, I'm leaving." At ten o'clock in the evening, the day's business hours ended, Xiao Huangmao said hello to Brother Chuan and was about to leave.

In just one day, Xiao Huangmao's address to Brother Chuan has changed from being awkward at the beginning to being extremely smooth.

"Wait a minute, come here." Brother Chuan called to stop him.

The little yellow hair walked over obediently, although the walking posture was still so cool and domineering.

"I don't care about your personal affairs, but you have to tell me why you fought this morning. I have the right to know." Brother Chuan glanced at his arm, reminding him of his role as a "victim".

"..." Xiao Huangmao was silent for a while, and then said: "He scolded my mother."

"Well, that's because he owed it, and he should be beaten, but isn't it a bit too much to take a knife?"

"I used it for self-defense. I didn't intend to use it on him, but that guy is too fucking insidious. He wanted to hit me with a brick from behind, so I took it out."

"Oh, that's fine. But anyway, it's wrong to fight. If you have something to say, you have to say it well." Brother Chuan reached out and touched the yellow hair on his head, but he avoided it with a look of disdain.

"Don't use your tricks to teach me a lesson." The little yellow hair returned to the appearance of a rebellious boy.

Brother Chuan raised his eyebrows helplessly, walked to the counter, and handed a part of today's turnover to Xiao Huangmao.

"This is your reward for today."

"I don't want it." Little Huang Mao pushed away his hand and turned to leave.

Brother Chuan quickly pressed his shoulders and forced the money into his jacket pocket.

Xiao Huangmao took the money out of his pocket impatiently and was about to return it to him.Brother Chuan held him down.

"Take it, or I'll feel like a pervert who exploits child labor."

The little yellow hair took a deep look at him before leaving.

"Brother Chuan, you are a good person." Huang Mao said.

Brother Chuan pushed aside his bangs on his forehead, thinking to himself, why did he feel like he had heard this before.

Then he remembered someone who couldn't get through on the phone.

He calls someone.

"The number you have dial can not be reached……"

Hit again.

Still shutting down.

Brother Chuan was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep now.

I didn't know how long I was thinking wildly like this, and in a daze, I was startled by the loud noise and sat up.

Someone is knocking on the door.

Brother Chuan put on a piece of clothing casually, and went out to open the door without realizing that the pajamas inside were still open.

Sure enough, it was someone whose phone had been turned off all the time.

"I... I left my phone here." As soon as he opened his mouth, he smelled of alcohol.Looking at him like this, he seemed to have drunk a lot, and he couldn't even stand still.

Brother Chuan hurriedly brought him into the house half-supporting and half-embracing him.

After searching around in the restaurant, I finally found Daqiang's mobile phone in a corner of a table.

After such a day, people come and go, but they are not lost, which is really amazing.

Brother Chuan entered the back room with his mobile phone, and a dark figure rushed towards him.

"Daqiang?" Brother Chuan tried to pull him off his body, but the other party seemed to be clinging to him desperately.

There was only a small desk lamp turned on in the room, and everything seemed ambiguous under the dim light.

Daqiang buried his head on Brother Chuan's shoulder.

Brother Chuan felt Daqiang's breath right next to his ear, and with the breath, waves of hot air gently brushed against his neck, itching.

Brother Chuan no longer tried to push him away, he hugged him back, patted Daqiang on the back lightly, and asked, "What happened?"

"My girlfriend broke up with me yesterday."

"..." Brother Chuan was stunned for two seconds, "When did you have a girlfriend?"

"Just last month, my mother's colleague introduced me to a blind date."

"Oh, her." Brother Chuan was stunned, but there was a faint pain in his chest.

"I said why you don't have time to come over this month, so you are busy dating." Brother Chuan pretended to be relaxed and joked.

"..."

But the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Brother Chuan." Daqiang called him in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"I just wanted to try."

"Ah."

"I thought I could do it because I stayed with you for too long. But no, I slept with her last night, no way. I can't do it anymore, I always think of you. Brother Chuan, no way , I always think of you when I'm with her." At the end of the paragraph, the words became more and more incoherent.

Okawa quietly listened to him.

"Brother Chuan, what should I do?"

Daqiang murmured, lying on his shoulder like a little animal that had nowhere to turn and was at a loss.

Chuan hugged him in silence for a while, then suddenly pushed Daqiang onto the bed, then stepped up and straddled him.

"Then try with me, okay?" Brother Chuan said domineeringly, with a deadpan expression on his face.

Daqiang looked at him with drunken eyes, completely unresponsive to what was going on right now.

Brother Chuan lowered his head, stared at Daqiang, untied the clothes he was wearing, and threw them beside the bed.

Then bent over and kissed.

This kiss was gentle and long, but gradually became more intense as the people below gasped more and more quickly.

Daqiang kissed passionately, and his drunkenness made all his actions driven by instinct.He roughly pulled the person above him down, and severely pressed brother Chuan's arms and thighs, gradually gaining the upper hand in this tug-of-war.

……

The moonlight was quiet outside the window, the moon poked into one eye, and quickly hid behind the clouds, ashamed to see the two of them in the room.

I couldn't suppress my heart beating wildly, no matter how I watched the absurd scene after tonight.The person in front of me is unparalleled, looks intoxicated, and wanders in the spring dream.

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and Daqiang has been dragged by his mother to the supermarket to buy new year's goods all day long these days, and there are also some gatherings of friends and classmates, so he is very busy.

As for Brother Chuan, he hasn't been there for two months.

The morning since that night.

He got up cautiously, put on his clothes indiscriminately, and fled in a hurry.The scene at that time was so shocking to him that he had no time to think about it, all his actions were subconscious.

There were dried mucus stains all over the sheets, and brother Chuan who was still asleep was covered in bruises, and even before he woke up, his things were still on Brother Chuan's waist.

Such obvious evidence of a crime is so obvious.

Daqiang's mind was in a mess, guilty and at a loss, he only remembered that he came here to pick up his phone after he was drunk last night, but he couldn't remember what happened after that.

Could it be...he beat Brother Chuan?

Daqiang thought to himself, not knowing what expression and mentality he should use to face Brother Chuan.

So he ran away.

Thinking about it now, Daqiang really wanted to slash himself, but he left Brother Chuan alone like this, it's really damned.

But the more I procrastinated, the more I didn't know how to talk to Brother Chuan.

Today is New Year's Eve, and the family is busy cooking, posting and cleaning. Daqiang's mother thinks that he is in the way and asks him to go out to find friends.Daqiang rarely has free time.

I haven't contacted Brother Chuan for so long, and I don't know how he is doing.Daqiang thought, feeling more and more uncertain.

But the scene of that early morning has been turning in his mind these days. If he doesn't see brother Chuan, he will be driven crazy by himself.

Gritting his teeth, Daqiang still decided to see Brother Chuan.

Damn, just die.As long as Brother Chuan is still willing to talk to him.

I don't know why, but when I thought of meeting him, my mood suddenly brightened.

He didn't even bother to wear the Daqiang jacket, draped it on his shoulders and went out in a hurry.

Riding his favorite "Shu Ke" all the way to the gate of Brother Chuan Malatang.

Push the door straight in.

I didn't see the notice board hanging on the door that said "Temporarily closed during the Spring Festival".

Xiao Huang Mao, who was finishing the last cleaning of the floor before closing for the Spring Festival, raised his head and stared at him in surprise.

"What are you doing?" Little Huangmao looked wary.

Daqiang was stunned for a while, ignored him, and looked around.

Brother Chuan was not on his favorite little rattan chair, nor was he sitting at any corner of the table.

Daqiang called out "Brother Chuan?" and walked towards the back room.

Little Huang Mao followed up and tried to stop him: "Brother Chuan is not here."

At the same time, Daqiang has already seen the situation in the back room.

Brother Chuan is indeed not there.

The back room was tidied up, and the people who lived here seemed to be going on a long journey. The things they needed for daily use were gone, and the room was obviously less human-like than before.

"Where did he go?"