please kill me

Maybe it was too exhausting, after drinking the thick soup, the warmth from the throat to the stomach made the whole person relax all of a sudden.

Liu Chunyang couldn't stop thinking about who made this soup, the strings in his mind had already broken down, sitting here enjoying the physical comfort, but mentally he was still confused and slackened.

impossible.Liu Chunyang secretly went to see Yang Jing. The man was tearing up a small piece of bread and stuffing it into his mouth bit by bit.

The dinner table is not quiet, everyone is looking for topics, wanting to warm up with different people or settle down.

Liu Chunyang remained calm, watching Yang Jing, trying to find out what was wrong with him.

Could it be that I couldn't help but have delusions, and because of my disgust, I had the desire to kill Yang Jing, so I killed him in the illusion, but it was really just a false dream?

"Chunyang? Chunyang?"

Liu Chunyang came back to his senses, and looked at Fu Yuqing who was calling him softly.

This person is still so gentle, but Liu Chunyang couldn't straighten out his state of mind when looking at his "satisfied" lustful eyes.

Liu Chunyang was so upset, how could he forget that he experienced a lot of emotions in one night, and the heavy blow that Fu Yuqing brought to him was definitely included in it.

Make/love other women, gasp, sink.The voice came out through the door panel and got into my ears, as if telling myself how redundant I was.

Liu Chunyang couldn't figure out why he was so kind and gentle to himself even when he had a girlfriend, as if he was looking at the only one.But he couldn't ask, and couldn't ask.He was born gay, and he didn't know what was going on in the head of a straight man.He had never met a straight man like Fu Yuqing, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow it, pretending that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

He looked at Fu Yuqing suspiciously.

"It's okay, it's just that you don't concentrate on eating and you don't have an appetite?"

Hearing what Fu Yuqing said, Liu Chunyang realized that he had spent too much energy observing Yang Jing.

"No, I'll take it easy." He replied, "The soup is quite delicious."

Liu Chunyang thought that his voice was very low, but Yang Jing seemed to have heard someone praising his soup, so he sent a look over to Liu Chunyang.

Liu Chunyang suddenly felt like sitting on pins and needles.

"I knew you would like it." Fu Yuqing smiled, "Yang Jing, Chunyang said he likes your soup."

Yang Jing nodded, opened the corners of his mouth, and kept his smile charming, as if he was showing friendliness, or even seducing something.

Liu Chunyang's scalp was numb, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or Su.He was still wondering in his mind where did his scary look go, and where did that terrifying smile go?Why did Yang Jing become so different at this time, like a different person.

"Yang Jing...does he have any brothers?..."

Liu Chunyang asked Fu Yuqing in a low voice.

To say that he is in a state of confusion now, other than making his mind circle around the city, he began to think about some strange possibilities.

"Ah? No."

Maybe he didn't tell you?

Liu Chunyang pondered.Could it be that he killed Yang Jing himself, and then sitting here is his twin brother?

What about the person who collected the body?Him too?

How did he know that Yang Jing was dead?

No matter how Liu Chunyang thought about it, he didn't think it was right. There were many thoughts in his mind, but each one was outrageous, which made him quickly stop his own thoughts.

Now he just wants to find a chance, a suitable time, to be alone with Yang Jing for a while, ask him what's going on, and test him no matter what.

Although at this moment, he couldn't help asking himself, isn't it good? Everything seems to have never happened, and he thought it was his own delusion. Does this hurt him?

What if the truth that I spied was not what I hoped for?

At this point, Liu Chunyang wavered.

He wasn't sure if he was still afraid of Yang Jing now, maybe that fear hadn't changed, as long as he showed his "fangs" a little in the dark, he would run away.

But he couldn't keep his eyes from sticking to the other's face.

After peeping countless times, he met the opponent's eyes. Liu Chunyang seemed to be caught as a thief, and he picked up the bottomless plate in front of him and got off the table.

"Chunyang, don't you want to eat?" Zhou Qiqian asked over there.

"Ah."

He responded, and honestly washed the dishes in the kitchen.

The water flow is moderate, and it feels comfortable to wash on the hands. After wiping the washed dishes and putting them in the cabinet, the sink behind me remembered the sound of flushing water again.

Liu Chunyang was still wondering if it would be bad for a person like this to finish washing his dishes, and he was relieved to hear the movement, at least not by himself.

He closed the cupboard door and turned around.

The oppressive feeling of the tall body and the irreplaceable body suddenly hit him, and it was Yang Jing who was right.

Liu Chunyang froze for a moment, not knowing what to do.

He thought he was waiting for such an opportunity, why was he so nervous all of a sudden, unable to speak?

"Do you have something you want to tell me?" The other party asked after washing the dishes in his hands, looking at Liu Chunyang who was standing there stupidly.

"What happened before...before?...I..."

He couldn't organize the language clearly at all, and he seemed dazed and stunned.

"I'm sorry before." It was Yang Jing who spoke first, "I did a lot of things that offended you before, I hope you don't take it to heart."

Liu Chunyang looked at him blankly.

Don't worry about it?

What is he referring to?At one point, I wanted to kill myself, or...or that kiss? ...

"Oh...Of course, I don't want you to forgive me. I just hope you don't be so afraid of me." Yang Jing said, "I did something wrong. Give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?"

He spoke very seriously, and looked at Liu Chunyang intently, not viciously.

Liu Chunyang felt that he was bewitched, looked at his deep and sincere eyes, and almost nodded.

Then he came back to his senses, but his speech was even more stuttering.He felt that something was wrong, it was not that simple, why did this person apologize so easily?

Maybe it was more of a surprise.

"I...I push you..."

"Yang Jing! Can you help me take out the salad dressing from the refrigerator?"

Fu Yuqing's voice came from outside the kitchen.

Just as Liu Chunyang was about to mutter about the question, he swallowed it back. He looked at Yang Jing, but the other party showed no extra emotion. It was unclear whether he was relieved by the sudden interruption.

"Let's talk about it later, Chunyang." His voice was no longer hoarse, as if healed after a good rest, it became a little clear.

If he had heard such a voice from the beginning, perhaps Liu Chunyang would have a good impression of Yang Jing, at least he would be willing to be friends.

It's a pity that it has developed into this now, and the truth is still covered in a layer of fog, making it hard for people to see through.

Yang Jing took the salad dressing in his hand, nodded again to signal Liu Chunyang, who was staring at him blankly, and left the kitchen.

This small space now only leaves Liu Chunyang alone.

He didn't have time to ask the question he wanted to ask.

It suddenly occurred to him that what Fu Yuqing said was just a nightmare.

Yang Jing took a breath, maybe nothing happened.

That uncomfortable hug, that cold kiss, that corpse at the end of the stairs that I pushed down, and even the senior who had sex/love with Zhou Qiqian.

It's all just a nightmare.

If this is really the case, then it would be the best, the knot in his heart has been untied, and what is left is nothing more than investigation and doubt about Yang Jing's abnormal state and behavior at the beginning.

Recalling the dream—maybe it was the dream—the tragedy of the other party's death.

I couldn't see the expression clearly, I could only see his throat, which was pierced by the damaged handicraft.

Crafts...

Liu Chunyang looked down at his palm prints, thinking.

Anyway, let's take a look at the artifact first.

For now, let's just pretend it was just a dream.

Although Liu Chunyang always wanted to find a chance for the two of them to be alone, but contrary to expectations, everyone stayed together the whole morning.

Even when Yang Jing wanted to go to the bathroom, Liu Chunyang followed him innocently, and was teased by other brothers and sisters when he was locked out.

"When did you become so clingy to Yang Jing?" The woman who cried several times was called Yi Huaiqing. She joked that she always seemed to be particularly interested in gossip about small details, "Even follow others to the bathroom."

The bathroom on the first floor is within sight of the living room, and Liu Chunyang began to quietly complain about this design.

"No, I want to go to the bathroom too." He replied.

"What a coincidence." Yi Huaiqing leaned on Zhou Qiqian's shoulder and laughed, "It's really a fate."

Liu Chunyang was embarrassed, the structure of this woman's brain was so strange that he couldn't figure it out at all, and he didn't know how to react.His morality is too shallow, so he can only be teased by others.

So the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't speak.

Suddenly, he glanced at Fu Yuqing, who was also smiling, as if he was amused by his reaction.

Liu Chunyang felt sad.When he felt that Fu Yuqing liked him too, he could find many details that could prove it.But in the same way, when he felt that Fu Yuqing didn't like him, some details were like small stones buried in the soil and could be seen by digging a layer, all over the place.

"Chunyang?" Yang Jing's voice came from behind. He had already come out, but he didn't hear the door opening.

"Yang Jing, you have come out, Chunyang is going to be overwhelmed."

"not me……"

Liu Chunyang didn't know what he wanted to explain, and he didn't know why this kind of thing was worth making fun of. Maybe it was just to embarrass himself?

The people in the living room began to chat with each other again, and no longer paid attention to their small corner.

It's really fun.

"I want to talk to you." Liu Chunyang said, "shall we talk alone?"

"Well..." Yang Jing looked hesitant, "Yes. But you should solve the physical problem first?"

With that said, he moved away.

Liu Chunyang: "..."

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