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Lin Feng heard the suppressed pain in Jia Zhipeng's trembling voice, and suddenly bent down and hugged Jia Zhipeng's neck, crying bitterly.

Jia Zhipeng stroked Lin Feng's back and took a breath, "Feng'er, come out first, it really - really fucking hurts!"

Exhaustion and pain made Jia Zhipeng's thoughts blurry and nearly blank. He just stroked Lin Feng's back mechanically, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear from blur.

Why didn't Lin Feng know that it wasn't Jia Zhipeng's fault.We are a minority, and we are a minority that is unacceptable in this society. It is not easy for two men to be together. The intolerance and unacceptability of the mass group has forced many of the same kind to go the same way as Jia Zhipeng. Swallow blood into the stomach.We are also ordinary people, we have not broken the law, we have not harmed others, but why do we have to become aliens in the eyes of others.We are only a minority of sexual orientation, our thinking, our feelings and our conduct are all right, why should I be criticized and condemned by others?Why do we bear the name of disloyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness?What are we doing wrong?

Lin Feng bit Jia Zhipeng's clothes fiercely, and wailed loudly until he was exhausted, he fell on Jia Zhipeng's body, let out a low growl from the depths of his chest, and then completely relieved his strength and lay down on Jia Zhipeng's chest.

Jia Zhipeng also heaved a long sigh of relief, turned over and put Lin Feng on the bed, and the two lay face to face on the bed, looking at each other.

Lin Feng, who finally calmed down, looked at Jia Zhipeng in a panic, "Did I hurt you?!" Looking at Jia Zhipeng's still pale face, he regretted and was at a loss, "How is the injury?"

"It's okay, I understand." Jia Zhipeng slowly closed his eyes and opened them again.It hurts, it really hurts, but it's more tired, physically and mentally exhausted, Jia Zhipeng thought in a daze: [Go to sleep, it should be fine after a night of sleep! ] "Let me see." Lin Feng got up to lift the quilt.

"Don't look, it's okay!" Jia Zhipeng gave Lin Feng a reassuring smile with a tired face, "I'm just tired and want to sleep, don't call me, I really want to sleep forever."

Seeing that Jia Zhipeng was really tired, Lin Feng thought that he hadn't ejaculated in it, so it doesn't matter if we talk about it tomorrow, so he didn't touch Jia Zhipeng.

Lin Feng glanced at the calendar on the table, October 2015, 10.

The two have known each other for three years and have been together for more than two years. They have always cared about each other's feelings and maintained the 69 way.Today Lin Feng is really crazy, and he can't figure out what he wants to do and what he wants to get. In this way, Jia Zhipeng only belongs to himself in this way, so that Jia Zhipeng will never forget himself.Lin Feng didn't know what it meant to him to do so. It wasn't until Jia Zhipeng was really not around that he realized that he had engraved the pain and memory of the two people in his heart twice, and couldn't get rid of it.

In hot and dry summer, there is no scorching sun, but it is more uncomfortable than the sun. It is sultry, there is not even a breath of wind, and the humidity in the air is too high, which makes people feel uncomfortable.This kind of heat makes people have nowhere to hide, and there is no coolness in the shade of trees.

Lin Feng didn't sweat all over his body, it was just a wet and greasy feeling, which made him go crazy even more. He would rather be in the scorching sun and sweat all over his body under the sun, that would be hotter.

"Fuck, why isn't there even a cold drink seller?" Lin Feng cursed, but it didn't help.

hot!Nothing but hot.

Lin Feng took off the only T-shirt he had on his body, and used it to wipe off his not too much sweat, but his body was still hot, sticky and airtight, and it was difficult to breathe. When Lin Feng lowered his head, he found that his body was still One piece of clothing, fuck it, is still tight!Lin Feng wanted to take it off but couldn't. He was extremely irritable. When he looked up, he saw his small hardware store and finally walked back. The small store was shady and it was never too hot. Lin Feng was really happy, walked a few steps quickly, and entered the store.

What's the situation?There was no air conditioner or fan, and there was a stove in the room. Damn it, Lin Feng felt like he was going to dry out.Suddenly woke up, it turned out to be a dream!Lin Feng moved his body.Fuck, why are you really holding a stove!

Lin Feng, who finally woke up, found that the body temperature of the person he was hugging was obviously wrong, so he touched Jia Zhipeng's neck with his hand, it was so hot!Taking a closer look at Jia Zhipeng, he also looked very uncomfortable sleeping with his brows furrowed.

So Lin Feng's crazy behavior, the direct victim of venting his anger on others, the person who kept saying that he was fine, died.

Lin Feng glanced at his phone at 2:20. At this time, the pharmacy must be closed. Go to the hospital?Jia Zhipeng would not agree at all.

With such a high body temperature, the fever is not light, you should measure the temperature!Well, there is no such thing as a thermometer at home!

Lin Feng sat by the bed, trying hard to recall the times when he had a fever when he was a child, the folk methods he used at home, rubbing his body with shochu, and the focus was on palms, feet, front, heart, and back—is this only applicable to children?

If you have a fever, there should be inflammation, so anti-inflammatory drugs should be symptomatic, right?Hmm - well, neither does this family.

Lin Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, damn it, the wound should be treated first, right!Alcohol can disinfect and sterilize.Well, no alcohol in the house.But it's okay, there's white wine!Lin Feng got up and went to the kitchen to find a bottle of 52-degree Erguotou, poured half a bowl and brought it to the bedside.How did it get on the wound? Lin Feng remembered that Jia Zhipeng used to use a small cotton swab to clean his ears. Where did he put the cotton swab? Lin Feng finally found it after rummaging through the box.

Lin Feng whispered softly in Jia Zhipeng's ear and coaxed Jia Zhipeng, who hadn't woken up, to lie on the bed, and lightly took off Jia Zhipeng's pants, gently parted his buttocks, dipped a cotton swab in white wine...

"Ah!" Jia Zhipeng let out a miserable howl, jumped up, looked straight at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng was startled on the spot, and Jia Zhipeng asked with red eyes: "What are you doing? You want to kill me?"

"Here, here you are," Lin Feng swallowed and said again, "Treat the wound." Lin Feng's brain short-circuited after being yelled at.

"What did you use?" The trembling voice was much higher than usual, Jia Zhipeng felt that if the person opposite was not Lin Feng, he would [-]% think that he used salt or chili noodles for himself.Jia Zhipeng felt the already painful part of his body, and now it hurt even more deeply. What replaced the swollen pain was the burning, burning, sharp pain. The sphincter twitched involuntarily, driving two The muscles in the inner thighs were trembling.Now he didn't even dare to sit down, he knelt on the bed straight and stared at Lin Feng.

"Erguotou," Lin Feng glanced back at the half bowl of white wine beside the bed, and explained: "There is no alcohol at home, so I can only use this." Lin Feng has not yet figured out what went wrong, which made Jia Zhipeng so violent and exaggerated The only reaction was to look at Jia Zhipeng's appearance and think that alcohol should be used.

"Do you still want to use alcohol?" Jia Zhipeng shouted with black hair, sweat dripping down his forehead, "I said, what are you thinking? Why don't you bring me some chili noodles?" Jia Zhipeng shook his head helplessly.

"Fuck, why are you so delicate, old man? I can't help it? It's the middle of the night, what if we don't deal with the festering?" Lin Feng turned around, couldn't imagine how painful it would be, and immediately yelled, I thought to myself: Isn’t it just pain?Just can't stand it.

Faced with Jia Zhipeng's yelling, which he had never spoken to himself before, he became a little angry, forgetting that he himself was the culprit.

"You're not delicate, try it! Besides, there are more than a hundred states in the bedside table." Jia Zhipeng made Lin Feng so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes.

"Fuck, you didn't say it earlier!" Lin Feng lowered his head to look through the bedside table, and when he found Bai Duobang, his mind suddenly moved, what about that, forget it...

It's not so easy to give Jia Zhipeng medicine, it's not that Jia Zhipeng doesn't cooperate, it's just that the body is frightened by Lin Feng's tossing, and when Lin Feng touches it, the muscles all over his body stiffen and tremble in conditioned reflex.

"Fuck, you're like this, how can I give you medicine?" Lin Feng tried a few times but couldn't do it, and he broke out in a sweat.

"Forget it, forget it, I can't relax, so leave me alone." Jia Zhipeng was also tired and wanted to sleep.

"No, you have to listen to me about today's matter. If you don't take the medicine, don't you fucking want to sleep!" Lin Feng said and slapped Jia Zhipeng's ass.

"That's fine, I'll leave it here in a pile, you can figure it out!" Jia Zhipeng hugged the pillow and closed his eyes, as if you were a knife and I was a fish.

It's not a solution to freeze here, Lin Feng looked at Jia Zhipeng really tired, and said: "Come on, I'll give you a massage!" He really pressed Jia Zhipeng through his clothes, starting from the beginning and gradually going down. Enough, it really worked out for Jia Zhipeng, and he slowly relaxed his body.

Lin Feng's hand went from Jia Zhipeng's waist to his buttocks, Jia Zhipeng was taken aback.Just as he was about to say something, Lin Feng's fingers had already pressed his buttocks to the secret place, and Jia Zhipeng trembled...

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll give you some medicine, don't react so much." Lin Feng massaged Jia Zhipeng in circular motions with his fingers, while his other hand squeezed out the translucent ointment of Baiduobang and applied it in circular motions Without stopping, I kneaded the medicine little by little and applied it into the already soft inner side of the sphincter muscle.

Lin Feng's rough fingertips made Jia Zhipeng snort, but he didn't resist, and tried his best to cooperate and relax his body...

After administering the medicine to Jia Zhipeng, looking at Jia Zhipeng who was drowsy and about to fall asleep, Lin Feng said, "You have a fever."

"I guess so, my whole body hurts." Jia Zhipeng was originally a person who suffered from burning bones, and now his muscles were sore after tossing. It really felt like pain from the tips of his hair to his heels.

"Well, I'll take you to the hospital!" Lin Feng, who was always hot-tempered, now knew he had made a mistake. Looking at the victim, he spoke softly and thoughtfully.

"No!" Jia Zhipeng replied as Lin Feng expected.

"Fuck, I know you have such a virtue, so you can't keep burning!" Suppressing the anger, who told us to make a mistake today, continue to coax.

"My body is fighting the virus, it's fine." Jia Zhipeng has always been a person who believes in his own immunity, and he doesn't like hospitals or drugs.When he said this, he even pulled out a smug smile. Although the smile came from a tired face, it was still confident.

"Talking..." Unable to hold back for a while, Lin Feng roared, suddenly felt something was wrong, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, give me a pot!" Jia Zhipeng did not resist this matter, and Lin Feng was very good at it.There seemed to be a smile in Jia Zhipeng's narrowed eyes, and he looked at Lin Feng softly.

"Fuck, you don't have a cold." Lin Feng whispered, he didn't know if the cupping would work for fever caused by traumatic inflammation, but he just didn't have the strength to refuse Jia Zhipeng's request.

"Let's go, I can feel more comfortable, please." Jia Zhipeng said and closed his eyes, feeling sleepy.