your name is so tricky

The night before, Mr. Ao finally suffered from insomnia until three o'clock in the morning under the unspeakable excitement because of being too lingering.He also forgot about his business, and Lao Ao felt like he had eaten gunpowder in the early morning of the first month of the first lunar month.Mr. Ao only slept for two or three hours, and answered the phone with his eyes closed. The roaring sound from the phone woke him up instantly. He felt that if he didn't appear in front of him within half an hour, the two legs I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it.

He sneaked out last night, leaving behind his old father, old mother, wife and children.And also stole a few boxes of fireworks, just to meet Hao Fang.What kind of excuse should he find to explain what happened last night? I'm afraid that no excuse will be able to explain it.

So he sent a message to Qi Ji, to string together the confession first.

Hao Fang is still sleeping, and it seems that he won't wake up for a while.Mr. Ao took a sip on his mouth, and then reluctantly left.That is, the moment he got up to go out, Hao Fang had already opened his eyes slightly.Watching him walk out of the room, then turning around and carefully closing the door, listening to him walking to the entrance, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing, then the sound of his footsteps going downstairs, and finally the sound of him unlocking the car...

As soon as the people around him left, most of the temperature in the bed immediately lost, and the room instantly became deserted.Pulling the quilt up to the chin, looking at the clear sky outside the window, but the heart is as silent as death.You can't appeal to your emotions as you like, you can't have a possessive desire, and you can't stand beside him openly.There are already people beside him, if he stands over, it will be a foil, or a passerby who strayed into the camera.The crowded crowd blocked his way to Mr. Ao.And what keeps the two of them together is nothing more than his one-way, unspeakable and humble love.

Mr. Ao has been busy for several days, and there are a lot of relatives who are leaving in his own family and his husband's family.It's nothing more than eating and drinking, sending things back and forth, which doesn't mean anything.Seeing that he was absent-minded, Zhao Meng didn't want to talk to him too much. This man's thoughts have long since ceased to be with him, nor with this family.The two of them seemed to be in harmony like this, and they didn't know when they would go.

People are not around, but fortunately, they can be contacted by mobile phone.Hao Fang said that he would go back to Gansu after the Lantern Festival, and it would take another half a year to go.Mr. Ao asked him if he could not go and see each other for half a year, it felt like he didn't even want to think about it.But Mr. Ao just sighed softly, and knew clearly that he had no right to demand anything from Hao Fang, and what he gave was actually more than he expected.

On the day before he left, Mr. Ao came to pick him up to the station. He had prepared some things in the trunk, which he said Hao Fang would take with him.But he only picked some food and said: "I got off the train, and I still have to take a car. After the car, I have to take a local farmer's car, and then I have to walk for half a day on the mountain road. You let me take these, it's like trying to tire me out."

Of course he felt sorry for him: "Then you give me the address, and I'll send it to you when the time comes, this is the head office." Hao Fang blinked mischievously, and said, "Then buy some more when you send it, that's all." Where is enough!"

"Okay, I'll take a cart to the post office and ask if they can send me there too." He stroked Xie's prickly head, and his smiling eyes were full of doting.In this world, as long as Hao let go of what he wants and what he can give, then he will offer it to him without hesitation, let alone just a few bags of snacks.

"What did I send you over there? I can't eat or read it." Hearing what he said, Mr. Ao immediately moved his face towards him, smiling strangely: "Why can't I eat it? On New Year's Eve, don't you all eat it?" I almost bit off half of my lip and ate it, how about it, is it more delicious than chicken drumsticks?" Hao Fang's face became hot, he pushed him and turned his head away.If we continue the discussion, we don't know what he's going to say again.

Mr. Ao did not drive to the train station, but went to the airport tens of kilometers away from the city.It takes at least twenty hours to take the train to Gansu from here.Although Mr. Ao has never taken a train, he also knows that there are huge crowds of people traveling from south to north during the Spring Festival.Every year when the Spring Festival arrives, the news will start to talk about how hard it is to get a ticket, how spectacular the scene at the train station is, etc. It is really epic.

I squinted my eyes for a while on the way, and when I woke up, I found that the place was wrong.Mr. Ao took out the ticket, explained a few words calmly, and stuffed the ticket into his hand.Of course he would not refuse to accept it, on the contrary he was a little happy.Since she doesn't have the tendency to be masochistic, of course she wouldn't skip the comfortable plane and take the crowded train instead.

He took out the red train ticket and raised it to the top of his head, complaining slightly in his tone: "Could you please let me know in advance before you do something next time? I bought it for more than 200 yuan, which is worth three or four days’ wages.” Mr. Ao quickly grabbed the ticket, crumpled it into a ball with one hand, and threw it out through the half-open window.The red ball of paper rolled and jumped a few times on the ground before being run over by a passing vehicle.

It was too late for Hao Fang to stop him, and he said angrily, "You threw away my ticket, shouldn't you pay for it?" Mr. Ao smiled, took out his wallet from his pocket, and handed it to Hao Fang: "It's all here. It's inside, you can take whatever you want."

Just kidding, I didn't really want him to pay.But Hao Fang still opened the wallet, for him, it is impossible not to be curious.There are very few things inside, a few cards and an ID card, and a stack of cash, which only looks like two to three thousand yuan.He took out all the money, opened the wallet and shook it, but only some dust came out, and there was nothing inside.Hao Fang stuffed the money back and went to draw the ID card again. As soon as he drew it, something fell out.

It's a photo that hasn't been plasticized, it's still very new, and it's cut to the size of an ID card.I don't know when this photo was secretly taken. He was eating, and it seemed to be the expression when he turned his head after someone called him.In general, this photo is not bad, thanks to the high-definition camera of Mr. Ao's phone.

"I really don't know what you think, put my photo behind your ID card, and I won't be afraid that your wife will see you and make trouble with you." This is the first time Hao Fang mentioned his wife in front of him, and he said it as a joke out.Of course he knew that it was impossible for anyone not to mind.It's just that he never dared to ask Hao Xinxin what he was thinking, and what kind of mood he had to get along with him.

"Hao Fang." Mr. Ao whispered his name, and the atmosphere changed instantly.What kind of relationship should the two of them get along with in the future, and what kind of mentality should they face this relationship? Once this heavy chatterbox is opened, what they have to face is the naked reality.Hao Fang didn't respond, and Mr. Ao went on to say, "I was wrong."

Not only was he wrong, but he was terribly wrong.Even if he didn't have the courage to face this relationship at the time, he shouldn't just find a woman to marry.He first pushed Hao Fang out of his life, and then erected an indestructible barrier between the two.He hurt him, himself, and another innocent person under the banner of being good for him.He overestimated himself, and overestimated the destructive power of time on memory.He couldn't let go of Hao Fang, and because it was sealed too tightly, it gradually fermented, like a wine that was getting stronger and stronger, just one sip would make him uncontrollably drunk.

The car had already arrived at the airport, and the two got out of the car.Because there was still more than an hour before the plane took off, after checking in the luggage together, we sat down in the lobby.

Hao Fang said he was going to the bathroom, and Mr. Ao followed suit.There were only two of them in the toilet. Hao Fang unbuttoned his button and wanted to urinate, but the people around him kept watching, so he had to turn his back to guard him like a voyeur.After finally emptying the water in the body, and buttoning the button, Mr. Ao dragged him into the barrier-free toilet before washing his hands.

I didn't know what he was going to do, but I didn't dare to ask him aloud, for fear of being heard by the people in the cubicle.The two men hid in a toilet, so others had to think about it.

He put Hao against the wall with one hand, and pressed the flush button of the toilet with the other hand. As soon as the sound of water sounded, he pressed his whole body on it.He buried his whole face in Xi Fang's neck, rubbing back and forth, his lips rubbed against the sensitive skin behind his ears from time to time.The neck seemed to be rubbed back and forth by rough hemp, Hao Fang's body shrank back, trying to escape, but the back of the neck was buckled again.

Mr. Ao stretched his hands in from the hem of his clothes, and the exposed skin did not feel much cool when it touched the air.The heating in the toilet is fully turned on, the toilet has stopped flushing, and there is only a soft pumping sound.The chin was clamped by Mr. Ao's two fingers, and what happened next can be imagined.Every time his body is touched by him, it will become extremely sensitive, and every inch of skin on the body seems to be instantly ignited.Reason was slowly defeated by the hands that kept walking inside the clothes, and in the end, he could only listen to his body's desire to cater to and ask for...

Feeling the buttons on the waist being unbuttoned, the remaining rationality wanted to resist, but was crushed by the pleasure the moment it was touched.Following the movement of Mr. Ao's hands, his throat was uncontrollably stimulated by the pleasure, and intermittent low moans inadvertently appeared from his mouth.With one mouthful, he bit Mr. Ao's shoulder, and the fine pimple was able to get stuck in his throat.

Wave after wave of pleasure came, and finally climbed to the top, almost tremblingly poured all the desire into Mr. Ao's hands.Just when he was almost unable to stand and was about to slide down the wall, Mr. Ao fished him up again, kissed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes, and then circled behind his ears. The temperature of Mr. Ao is warm and lingering.

"Hao Fang." Almost breathing his name into his ear, he said, "Hao Fang, I feel so bad, please help me."

These words made his consciousness gradually clear. Mr. Ao said to help him, but Hao Fang didn't know how to help, so he could only look at him helplessly.Suddenly, Mr. Ao turned him over so that he was facing the wall.A bad premonition in his heart frightened him, and he was about to struggle, when Mr. Ao's voice came from beside his ear again, it was still weak like breathing, with a slight tremor.

"Xiao Fang, clamp your legs tightly, don't worry, I won't hurt you."Hao Fang hesitated, but he did it anyway.The jeans had been faded to the ankles, leaving only a pair of bottoms.Mr. Ao's hands wrapped around his waist, and he also cooperated to bring his legs together as far as possible.Then, Mr. Ao's desire lingered between his thighs with a temperature much higher than that of his skin.Hao Fang's side face was pressed against the cool wall, and his body was hit one after another. Mr. Ao panted like a wild animal, and the hot air sprayed his face.

Following Mr. Ao's low moan, the skin of his thigh felt warm, and the viscous liquid flowed all the way to his knee along the inner thigh.Mr. Ao was still panting heavily, leaning against him softly, his breathing gradually calmed down, and there was no sound from the whole toilet.

He pulled a large piece of tissue, squatted down and wiped the liquid between Hao Da's legs very seriously.I looked back and forth, left and right, and didn't throw away the paper towel in my hand until I was sure it was wiped clean.He helped him lift up his trousers, buttoned and zippered him, and pulled the messy jacket neatly by the way.Hao Fang kept turning his face away, just like a beast, as if wanting to swallow him, but his tenderness at this time made him feel shy.

He said that if he didn't hurt him, he really wouldn't hurt him.

That impulse came to my mind almost instantly. After thinking about it for a short time, the person in front of me will go to a place thousands of miles away, and after that, I won't be able to see or touch him for a long time.Something in his chest was slowly pulling away, tearing at his soul.Of course he wanted to get Hao Fang, wanted to see his expression when he was in love, met and entangled with him, and even wanted to cut open his chest and sew him into his body so that he would never be able to escape again. not open.However, he did not have the right to ask for these, nor did he dare to force Hao Fang on his own will.In other words, he can only ask for what Hao Fang gives him. What he can get and what he can't ask for all depend on whether Hao Fang gives it or not.

In Mr. Ao's eyes, every part of Hao Fang's body was born perfectly.His thin body, delicate face, and every movement when he was in love made him unable to restrain himself from wanting to possess him.Mr. Ao has never touched a man, and he never thought of touching a man before.It was just following the instinct of the body and being pulled by an indescribable impulse, everything happened naturally.I never thought that I would do such an intimate thing with Hao Fang under such circumstances, and it was in a public place where people come and go.They don't seem to be cheating, they are really cheating.Maybe this is the nature of men, the more forbearing and suppressed, the more it can stimulate the most surging desire in the heart.

Satisfied, he hooked Hao Fang's neck and walked out of the toilet. He couldn't hold his hand or hug his waist, so he could only hook his neck.From the perspective of others, the relationship between the two should be like close brothers, but if they are just brothers, there will be no unnecessary helplessness and melancholy in their hearts.

It was time to pass the security check, and Mr. Ao couldn't follow in, so he could only watch from behind.After the security check, Hao Fang stayed where he was, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around.He smiled slightly at Mr. Ao, and the circles of his eyes turned red uncontrollably at this moment. If he looked at him a few more times, tears would flow down his face.Mr. Ao's lips moved a few times, and he knew it was calling his name.

"Hao Fang..." Mr. Ao whispered softly, knowing that he couldn't hear him, but he couldn't help but want to say it over and over again. It seemed that only by constantly chanting his name could he restrain himself from rushing into the security check again. The urge to embrace him.It turns out that parting is such a feeling, as if half of the soul was taken away abruptly, and the person who leaves with that half of the soul will not be complete until the day we meet again.

Since meeting Hao Fanglai, too many strange emotions have been aroused. He feels all these tortures or enjoyments, and feels that life is finally complete.He found a suitable reason for staying up at night for 30 years. Before that, of course he would feel lonely, because his heart was always empty, waiting for someone to live in.