What he sang is all fake

The warm breath in the ear replaced the kiss, brushed against Bei He's skin for a very short time, and then dissipated in the air, and was wiped out along with his last sliver of luck.He couldn't say anything, and it seemed that he didn't need to say anything. Even he knew that the more he explained, the more ridiculous he would be.

But the more afraid he is, the more he feels that he cherishes him more than he imagined.

The absurd drama is the world itself, how dare the little supporting characters defy the script.Bei He still didn't let go, but tightened his slightly trembling arms, because he was too afraid that Qi Chen would turn around and walk away.How could he walk away? If he really showed indifference to him, he could kill him with a single glance from his back.

"……sorry."

This is all Bei He should and can say, so he wants to say it many times.

"I'm sorry, I didn't lie to you on purpose, I did come back from the company." He tried his best to speak clearly, not letting the physical trembling prevent him from pronouncing smoothly, "You can be angry, but don't...don't stop talking."

Don't ignore me.

"……OK?"

But Qi Chen still didn't speak, nor did he move.After a long while, at the end of the heart-breaking silence, he slowly raised his stiff hand and rubbed the top of Bei He's hair.

"Okay." He agreed, "Let go first."

When being touched, Bei He's whole body trembled like an electric shock. This kind of palpitation was no less than the first time they embraced each other.He paused for two seconds, then let go of his hand obediently.

But he still gave him a problem.

If you have to talk, what should you say?Qi Chen looked at the pair of downcast eyes in front of him, knowing that they were full of uneasiness and self-blame.So what else does he have to say?

Blame or questioning does not arise because anger and disappointment are absorbed in silence.The remaining rationality told him that this was justifiable, and he didn't want to lose his useless temper.No amount of catharsis would be a secondary injury, and he was already tired enough.

Is really tired.

"have you eaten?"

At the same time, Bei He was visibly startled again, and finally dared to look up at him. "...No." His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he replied in a soft voice, not knowing whether it was him or him who was fragile.

"Pack up and go out to eat."

The tone was still the same as usual, calm to a shocking level.Qi Chen turned right and pushed the door into the bathroom, and the door was closed naturally by inertia without making any forceful sound.Then the water valve was lifted, and Bei He stood outside the door, feeling that flowing, warm liquid also overflowing his head bit by bit.

Then he heard the sound of something breaking.

It took Bei He a full five seconds to distinguish whether it was a real voice or an auditory hallucination reflecting his inner heart. By the time he realized it, his heart would almost stop beating.

"...Qi Chen?!"

He slammed down the doorknob and rushed into the bathroom. The jet of water splashed on the debris, and Qi Chen's bleeding right hand was reflected dozens of times in a cracked mirror.

Indeed, who would endure so many bizarre and excessive tosses one after another, who would never lose his temper and never make a sound, what kind of saint would it be?He didn't even want to look at himself in the mirror, because it was like a twin curse, and he would inevitably think of another him.Obviously anyone is fine, why is it that person?He hates doubles or shadows, he doesn't want to overlap with them.But there are still overlaps, his collapsed beliefs, belated meeting, no place to belong, and... the lover's first love that died without a problem, all of them are superimposed together and become the most stubborn part of fate and coincidence.

How he hates it.

Hated enough to break the mirror, hated so much that he began to loathe his own silhouette.He hates his own reason and indifference, hates everything he owns from blood, hates to the point where broken things kill each other, he hates to the point where he forgets the pain.

But there are still people who love what he loves, which is probably the only thing to be thankful for.

Amidst a burst of physiological tinnitus, someone rushed over, called his name, and held his bruised hand, the white fingertips were stained red, together with the tear-filled eyes.

But at the moment when the world-shattering resentment overflowed, Qi Chen also thought about locking him up and punishing him, throwing his face at him so that he would be so wronged and afraid that he would never dare to do it again, and that he would never be able to do it again for the rest of his life. Talk to that person, torture him on the bed until he begs for mercy... Look how bad he is, he is an ugly mortal.

But when the person in front of him was really aggrieved and frightened, and he was really embarrassed by crying, the flame in his heart was extinguished again.Not to mention that the other party wiped his face indiscriminately, then tiptoed slightly, held his face and kissed him, this kiss was full of sweet and bloody smell.

He compromised, and he was released after serving his sentence.

There was a thunderstorm outside, and Liang Feng slept soundly before receiving Qi Mei's call, so that her mosquito-like humming voice didn't attract his attention.He responded with a meaningless hum a few times, and when he closed his eyes, he was about to fall asleep again.Qi Mei had no choice but to increase the volume, and Liang Feng caught the key words.

"...Huh? Qi Chen, he... oh, he's here... right? What time is it? Uh... I don't know if he's gone, why don't you call him directly?"

Qi Mei was embarrassed to say that she just lost her temper a few hours ago, and when she calmed down afterwards and started to regret it, she saw some big news again. Now she was worried to death, but she had no face to call Qi Mei directly. Chen.Liang Feng saw her faltering, and the images of Qi Chen drinking heavily at his place before and the two of them coming to him with tired faces in the early morning of yesterday appeared in his mind.

He clicked his tongue, "What happened?"

"No...Brother Liang Feng, can you help me confirm that they are still with you?"

"Okay, okay." Liang Feng put down the phone and immediately called the room manager.

Rather than being curious, he was actually a little guilty.The brother had obviously encountered a problem, but he was too busy with a lot of entertainment a few years ago, and felt that the other party was not something that could be explained clearly in a few words, so he didn't spare a little time to care about it perfunctorily.He wanted to have a good meal when he was free next week, but the fact is that Liang Feng would not have guessed how many strange things happened at Qi Chen's place even if he tried his best.

"Hello? It's me, check for me. Are the two friends I brought up last night gone?"

During the half-minute wait, he let out a breath.There was another thunder outside the window, Liang Feng rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his hands and then stopped.

"……what?"

The boss of Liangfeng didn't wear his low-key and coquettish black, but came down from the fifth floor to the guest room on the second floor wearing a big T that was used as pajamas and slippers.The manager on duty stood at the door of a room with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. He gave her a suspicious look, and then uttered three consecutive sentences a few seconds after stepping into the door.

The room is filled with this strong aftermath smell, and every wrinkle on the bed sheet is an ambiguous trace, but it’s okay if it’s just like this, the key is that there are still spots of blood on the white cloth .The condom was thrown on the ground and was not used, but the lubricant was opened and most of the bottle was poured out.The bag from the pharmacy was randomly thrown on the bedside table, and there was still a small half bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine and the last bit of unused bandage lying in it.

"...Damn it, is it such a big game?"

Liang Feng didn't know what to say, and when he was dragged into the bathroom by the manager, he was completely frightened.

"...Fuck?!"

This room is indeed like Liang Feng's original intention of building it, and it has played its due role.

Someone beside the bed lowered his eyes, carefully and carefully disinfected and bandaged his lover's hands.He was so distressed that he couldn't speak, and sobbed intermittently to express his powerlessness and self-blame. Fortunately, the other party gave him a chance to make up and apologize.

——Didn't you say before that you wanted to know what it would be like for Qi Chen to completely lose his mind?He was still talking nonsense in his heart, wanting to feel his unrestrained sex.This word became a prophecy, and Beihe's wish came true.

When the first kiss fell, there was also the first thunder of the day rolling in the sky, with a bang, as if the air was shaken, and Bei He was flattened and pressed against the quilt.It was something he was happy to give, something he was always willing to do, even longing to do, let alone at this moment.So the kiss quickly became vicious, a hundred times more vicious than usual, until someone's lips were bitten, and the rusty taste permeated the tongue tip, and was swallowed into the sour throat.

The wipers fell, menacingly.It's obviously a noisy thing, but it's also the best sleep aid background.There is only a line between the ultimate and the ultimate, and the world begins to be muted, only the lingering whispers are still there.

Be careful...your hands.

Bei He's voice drifted, he hugged Qi Chen's neck tightly, and kissed his ears.

You can do it as many times as you want, just don't hold back.

A person who has always been bold and unscrupulous in this kind of thing, now he is saying such things, but in fact he has become more careful in words and actions.Or not to be careful, but to be religious.He still took the initiative to touch and caress the sharp weapon that might torture him, and then opened his body to let him enter.His seductive movements are still changeable, every moment of skin-to-skin contact is romantic, and the pain will still become romantic when it is extremely painful. This is their way of interpreting loyalty.

Qi Chen really couldn't bear it anymore, he held his waist and stepped into him, the time between being gentle and letting go of his strength was so short that there was almost no buffer.He invaded over and over again, listening to the other party's whispers and hums became rough, turned into shouts, turned into begging for mercy, and became hoarse.

It seems that if you don't make it louder, you will be drowned by the heavy rain.

You, your hand, wait-

Bei He caught a glimpse of something red overflowing from the corner of his eye, and he still didn't forget to worry.If you still have the energy to worry, it means you haven't done enough.

Qi Chen stretched out his hand and covered his eyes.

In the winter when it gets dark early because of the heavy rain, the time becomes more difficult to judge under the chaotic schedule.

But in fact it is the time of the devil.

Bei He lay on Qi Chen's back, not even wanting to lift a finger.But he still stubbornly let him buy an umbrella and hold it wobbly.They decided that the place they were going to was a little far away, and it started with Bei He's sentence "I want to go home." Qi Chen understood what he meant, as if it was something light and simple, he agreed without hesitation.

And this is a plan that is almost impossible to implement successfully, in the time before this holiday, in this kind of temporary idea.But there are not so many "impossibles" in the world, and the law that everything is possible is also valid at this time.The two first-class seats that had just been rebooked were taken over by them. Bei He stared dumbfounded at the ticket information. He had originally tried without hope, but it was unbelievable that God actually helped them in the end.

Qi Chen lifted him up, the knuckles of his fingers hurt badly, but he didn't even frown.

"This is a pedestrian street where cars can't get in, so we have to walk a little further."

"Whatever... Anyway, you will carry me on your back."

Bei He murmured softly, as if he was whispering before falling asleep.

They walked into the middle of the long road, not shaded by the eaves of the buildings, into the drowsy rain.The pain seemed to be washed away so easily, but he didn't want to let himself fall asleep.So he becomes a bored child, obsessed with childish games.

He wrote on Qi Chen's coat with his fingertips.How could it be guessed by the light and light touch, or the hand hanging down and writing backwards?

I.

Qi Chen carried him up to the overpass, water droplets hit the railing, hit every inch of the busy traffic, and wet their bodies with the wind.

Love.

However, the wind brought with it the rain and also brought joy, Bei He turned his face sideways, ups and downs following Qi Chen's footsteps.He half-closed his eyes, watching the foggy city become blurred.

you.

"Guess what that word is?" he whispered almost silently.

I love you.

The torrential rain meant that even with an umbrella his clothes would be soaked, and Bei He was dripping water from his fingertips, but he didn't want to stop.

I love you, I love you.

He wrote softly on the soft fabric of the down jacket.

When everyone was looking for these two people, they switched out the flight mode, boarded the midnight flight, and flew back to Yidu.It's really reckless, extremely willful, and completely disregarded.As a result, these two nervous, two soaked chickens, hungry and exhausted, returned home and inevitably fell ill the next day.

But at least they're home, back to a home that's only theirs.

That's good, it's a reason to think about nothing.Bei He used half a box of tissue paper just to blow his nose, and left the other half box for Qi Chen.They didn't want to draw the curtains, and they didn't want to throw away the takeaway box. The thermometer was inserted in the water cup.

The Big Dipper is not there either, and the new cat litter is sent from the outlet, but it is piled up in the express cabinet of the community and no one picks it up.There was a layer of lint on the floor, and the lack of oxygen in the room where the windows were not opened much made people want to sleep again and again.

It doesn't matter.

When the afternoon sun fell on the bay window, Bei He's red eyelids were suddenly kissed by Qi Chen's lower body.

Then he heard him say:

"I love you too."