Clear Feather of the Ring

When the two of them were leaning on the bedside to inhale the aftermath after the incident, Li Jinghao finally got out of Zhang Liang the reason why someone came here as a dead man, and grabbed Zhang Liang, who was powerless to resist, on the spot. Fat beating.In the past, he was reluctant to do it, but now he made an example. Li Jinghao tried his best to let out the anger he had held back before, so as not to be too soft-hearted in the future.

Zhang Liang also felt that he was fucked to death by himself, not to mention the injuries on his face. The consequence of being raped by Li Jinghao was that he was gloriously injured later, and shed the legendary virgin blood.Zhang Liang was locked in the apartment by Li Jinghao to recover from his injuries for a week, and he was not released until he was able to move around freely.The first thing Zhang Liangneng did after he left the ground was to ask someone to smash down the stall of God's Fortune.Not for anything else, just because that guy already knew that he would suffer such a bloody disaster, but he didn't tell himself, if he didn't spread the guilt he suffered on him, who would he blame?

Afterwards, the two started visiting each other in such a dramatic way.Zhang Liang would occasionally go to Li Jinghao's place to spend the night, and Li Jinghao would stay and sleep with Zhang Liang.Regarding the relationship between the two, the two have never seriously talked about it. During more time together, the two are more like two beasts with severe excess hormones. Just roll the sheets.Until now, Zhang Liang has been a little skeptical that what he likes is Li Jinghao's body, is it the two people's increasing compatibility in bed, or something else?

His thoughts were still stuck in the past and he didn't come back to his senses until Li Jinghao who was beside him slapped himself on the cheek: "What are you thinking?"

"No." Zhang Liang turned his head, glanced at Li Jinghao's side face, and then quickly turned his face away: "When will you cut your hair?"

"What? Don't like it?"

"Well, I don't like it."

There was silence in the car.Zhang Liang became irritable again for no reason. It was always like this, and he got into a dead end without saying a few words, and there was no common language at all.

Sure enough, it only deserves the word "ground □□".

Feeling angry, Zhang Liang opened the car window, looked at the snowflakes flying outside the window, and wondered if Long Tianyu, who was lying alone in the ward at the moment, really fell asleep, or was he still thinking about Yi Qing?

I hope that this year, this year, everything will be better. What should be in the past will be in the past, what should be forgotten will be forgotten, and what should be better will be better.

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By the time Long Tianyu was able to get out of bed and walk around normally, most of the second semester of his sophomore year had passed.Fortunately, the department made an exception and postponed the final exam of Long Tianyu's next semester until he recovered and returned to school. Long Ma applied for a one-year suspension from school. Therefore, as long as he passed the exam at that time, Long Tianyu could still follow the next semester. We were in sophomore year together, but it was only a year late.

Long Tianyu didn't feel regretful or unwilling to graduate one year later than Zhang Liang and the others.For me, there is no difference between graduating one year early and graduating one year late. With that person gone, it seems that there is no difference between what to do and what not to do.

He is still working hard to cooperate with the daily rehabilitation, trying to get himself better slowly, but somewhere in his heart is like the ugly burn scar left by the butterfly bone on the left side of his back, forever engraved It's on me, it's indelible.

The scar on the back could have been removed through skin grafting, but Long Tianyu decided to keep it.When he was taking a bath, with his back to the mirror, Long Tianyu turned his head and saw the place in the mirror that was incompatible with the color of the surrounding skin. In the aching scar.That was the unspeakable and unforgettable pain that Yi Qing left him.

When he was finally able to go out alone, he once went back to the apartment where he and Yi Qing lived alone, and stayed there for a whole day and night.

Because the room has not been occupied for a long time, when the door is opened, the wind brought in from the corridor blows the dust on the floor, sofa, and coffee table, and it dances gently under the sunlight, blinding my eyes. His nose was sour and his throat was itchy.

Long Tianyu took off his shoes, took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the door, put them on, and put the key in the small wooden box at the entrance.Almost habitually, he looked towards the sofa in the living room, which is where Yi Qing often sits, and Yi Qing likes to lie on it to read books and watch movies.He still remembered that he once had a fight on it to grab the sofa with him, and he lost in the end.He still remembers lying on the sofa with Yi Qing one night and watching a movie all night.He still remembers that every time he called Yi Qing, he sat on the sofa and put down the book in his hand, and looked at his pretty side face when he turned his head to the side... He still remembered, because he remembered, that's why when he saw that there was no one on the sofa , There is infinite desolation in my heart.

He walked gently into the bedroom, one step at a time, carefully unscrewing the door of the bedroom as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping people inside.

"Yi Qing?" He clearly knew that Yi Qing would not be in there, and that Yi Qing would not sit at the computer desk and edit texts, or lie on the bed to rest as he imagined, but he still walked into the room softly. shouted.His vain ending echoed in the silent room, and slowly dissipated in the dusty air.

He stood at the door and waited for a long time. Long Tianyu walked in only after the dust-filled nostrils caught a few wisps of Yi Qing's scent from the dry air.

The removed sheets and quilt covers were thrown messily on the floor before they could be thrown into the washing machine.There are still traces of Yi Qing's birthday night, the two people's happy love.Long Tianyu walked over, picked up the sheets and quilt covers on the floor, spread them and put them on little by little.He had never done these things before, and Yi Qing was doing them.He had never thought about it before, Yi Qing, who is also the son of Yi Qing, who stretched out his hands and opened his mouth, how did he learn these things, and what kind of mood does he feel every time he does these things?

After doing all this, Long Tianyu sat on the edge of the bed and rested for a while before he recovered. His body, which had just recovered from a serious illness, couldn't bear this kind of laborious work at all, and he was sweating all over.

He opened the closet, ready to take a suit of clothes and take a shower.As soon as he opened the cabinet, he looked at a cabinet of neatly stacked clothes and pants, and stood there in a daze for a long time.His fingers lightly ran across the rows of hangers, every piece of clothing and every pair of trousers, he could recall in his mind the appearance of Yi Qing when he put them on, almost without thinking about it.He hastily pulled out a pair of underwear from the compartment, and then quickly closed the closet. The smell of Yi Qing's after-shower emanating from the clothes made him unable to control the longing that gushed out of his heart.

Under the cold shower, he told himself over and over again that Yi Qing was gone, they were over, they were over on that rainy night more than a year ago.Or closer, in their long dream, they have also ended.He came here today, just to take a last look at this house that can prove the fact that he and Yi Qing have been together. He also wants to see what Yi Qing will take away from here in the end and leave behind. what.He came, and he saw it.Yi Qing kept everything about him and herself, and the only thing she took away was her own heart.My heart was taken away by Yi Qing.

The meals on the night of the accident had already been cleaned up by Zhang Liang, and the dining table was empty now.He thought about the bowl of dumplings he made, but it was a pity that Yi Qing didn't eat them.I wonder if he had a bowl of longevity noodles or seaweed soup that day?It's always auspicious to have some of those on your birthday.In another month or two, his birthday will come again, and time flies so fast.

Time can change many things. The original fresh food in the refrigerator has long since corroded and expired, and the original green flowers and plants on the balcony have long withered and withered. These things have quietly disappeared in the passage of time.Long Tianyu opened the small refrigerator containing the snowman. In the past few days, I don't know if you are doing well?

The snowman disappeared long ago, and time and accidents took it away, leaving only half a bowl of clear water in the bowl containing the snowman.It should be when the refrigerator broke down and couldn't cool down, so it melted.He remembered that snowy night, how he was ecstatic and carefully took it from Yi Qing's hands.He also remembered the kiss with Yi Qing in the snow.Long Tianyu took out the bowl, remembering how he treasured it in the refrigerator back then, and how he lovingly called it "son".

If it can't be kept, whether it is him or it, he has no ability to keep it.He picked up the bowl and drank all the snow water in the bowl without stopping, the intense bitterness that spread from the tip of his tongue went straight to his heart.It turns out that snow water is bitter, bitter that makes people cry.

That night, he was lying on Yi Qing's sleeping side, stroking the small lump on the sheet with his hand, it was the blood flowing from Yi Qing's back, dripping on the sheet, oozing and congealing.He imagined that Yi Qing was sleeping next to him, just like countless nights a long time ago, sleeping peacefully next to him, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he could hold people into his arms.

Easy to clear.Easy to clear.Easy to clear.Long Tianyu pressed his face tightly against the small lump, and whispered in his heart over and over again.

Yi Qing, I miss you.

Have you ever thought about me?Or, have you forgotten me?