Boyfriends are crazy

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Someone was carefully knocking on the door with the knuckles of their fingers, the sound was muffled, the movement was not too heavy, and it seemed to be very rhythmic, one short and two long.

When the boy in the room who was taking a nap with his eyes closed heard the voice, his body trembled instinctively, and his head, which was leaning against the wall, bounced up.

The boy's eyeballs turned counterclockwise, his expression was full of alertness and vigilance, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

The boys looked like they were only in their early teens at most, they were small in stature, and their bodies were even thinner. At first glance, they were malnourished.

If you look closer, you will find that the lid of his right eye is covered with a thick layer of bruises, and there are several circles of marks on his neck that seem to be caused by various abuses that have been strangled by someone.

Even the clothes he was wearing were obviously several sizes larger than his figure, which was very discordant, and the clothes were very tattered, but barely looked clean.

Hearing the movement in the room, the person outside the door immediately leaned on the door and whispered, "It's me..."

The boy who was still full of defensive expressions frowned when he heard the voice of the person outside the door, and the expression on his face changed back and forth several times, from shock to disbelief, and then from surprise to speculation and uneasiness. In seconds, his mood went up and down several times.

He stood up with difficulty, but before he could take a few steps, his knees softened because of the shackles, and he almost knelt down.

The boy leaned on the wall, stood up again, and looked at his legs coldly, with a piercing coldness in his eyes.

He was wearing a pair of baggy cotton trousers. The trousers blocked his two legs, which were so thin that almost only bones and penis were left, but as long as he pulled up his trouser legs, he could clearly see two sticks, one A broken leg.

The boy squinted his eyes, thinking of the flesh on his legs that had been beaten so badly that his texture was almost rotten, he felt a little nauseous.

It's too ugly, I can't let him see it later...

Thinking of this, the boy pretended to be calm, tried his best to adjust his standing posture, endured the severe pain, and walked like a normal person as much as possible.

After walking to the door, he paused again as soon as he put his hand on the switch of the doorknob.

As if thinking of something, he frantically touched his face and his messy hair with his backhand, and patted his clothes again, for fear that something was wrong.

After confirming that it was correct, he straightened his back before reaching out to open the door.

"You finally opened the door." The young man outside the door saw the boy open the door, he let go of his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I almost thought something happened to you." Shen Xibai frowned, looked at the boy's whole body, and stepped forward a little worriedly, directly touching his face, shoulders and arms with his hands.

"Did he hit you today? Your injury didn't get worse, right?" Shen Xibai frowned even tighter, and he moved closer, carefully examining the boy's whole body.

The dark light in the boy's eyes flickered, and even though the opponent's hand happened to touch the brand new wound on his body, he still didn't change his expression, let alone scream out of pain.

"No." The boy blinked with a sincere expression.

Not only that, he even smiled indifferently, showing his teeth, and he could faintly see the canine teeth inside.

Seeing that the boy was still smiling, Shen Xibai breathed a sigh of relief and believed his words.

Then he stretched out his hand, touched the top of the opponent's head, smoothed the opponent's hair, and said softly, "It's fine."

Shen Xibai is two-fifths taller than the boys, every time he talks to the other party, Shen Xibai will subconsciously squat down and look at the other party.

This time was no exception, Shen Xibai squatted down directly.

The boy blinked, his eyes were dark, like a deep pool of water, but very bright, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes, shining brightly.

Especially when smiling, the boy's starry eyes shine brightly, and the corners of his mouth are raised, revealing some sharp canine teeth.

Only when he was smiling did the boy look like a teenager, not lifeless, like a lifeless corpse.

So whenever a boy laughed, Shen Xibai would say the same sentence.

"When you smile, it's really healing and makes people feel very warm."

Every time Shen Xibai finished speaking, the boy's smile would grow deeper, to the point where Shen Xibai was shaken several times.

After finishing speaking, Shen Xibai took out a ball of dark objects from his bosom.

That thing seemed to be a little hot, Shen Xibai grabbed it back and forth several times with his left hand and then his right hand, before putting it firmly on the ground.

Shen Xibai also took advantage of the situation and sat cross-legged on the ground, and the boy also sat down.

"What's this?" The boy blinked his eyes, and asked without knowing what he had never seen before.

Shen Xibai grinned and smiled.

"This is earth kiln roast chicken."

The boy tilted his head, continued to stare at the things in Shen Xibai's hands, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

He has never seriously eaten meat once. The only time he ate meat was when he picked up the leftover bones that the old man threw in the dog bowl. Out of curiosity, he swallowed the bones stained with the man's saliva and the dog's saliva .

It's unpalatable, very unpalatable.

He still remembers that smell until now, it was so nauseating that he wanted to vomit, it made him feel a little nervous whenever he thought of that scene.

Since then, he has never eaten meat again.

The boy was a little silent and didn't speak.

Shen Xibai gently opened the lotus leaves covering the roast chicken with his hands.

The outer layer of the lotus leaf is roasted to a certain degree of blackness, and the delicious fat meat inside can only be seen after the lotus leaf is broken open. Very fragrant and meaty.

Shen Xibai tore off the chicken, stretched out his hand and handed it to the boy's mouth, then raised a big smile, "Eat it."

Without hesitation, the boy opened his mouth and bit it.

In his heart, even if the other party fed him poison, he would swallow it without hesitation.

after all......

He is different.

Only he is different.

Shen Xibai glanced at the layout of the entire room, and then at the boy who ate meat, feeling a little more unbearable in his heart.

In fact, this is not a house at all, but a pigsty for feeding pigs, with an extra door and a few extra walls.

As soon as he came in, he could smell the long-lasting smell of pig manure in the house.

The ground is also full of withered grass, and a grass bed that can accommodate people to sleep is barely piled up.

The boy sensitively sensed Shen Xibai's gaze, and his eyeballs rolled around again, and the hand holding the chicken trembled slightly.

Shen Xibai retracted his eyes, stared at the boy, and smiled indifferently, "Why don't you eat it? Isn't it delicious?"

The boy shook his head, lowered his eyelashes, his voice was very low, but he said it very firmly, "No, it's delicious."

really tasty.

Shen Xibai breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and smiled again and again, "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

The boy stopped chewing, his eyeballs stopped moving, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

He froze in place for quite a while, then buried his head even lower, and said sullenly, "I don't have a name."

Shen Xibai was taken aback for a moment, seeing the change in the boy's expression, he couldn't help but tighten his heart.

Then he asked with some uncertainty, "Then do you know what your last name is? Don't you have the same last name as your father?"

The boy's lowered eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness and disgust, and he didn't know what he thought of, his voice became hoarse, but he seemed very unwilling to let Shen Xibai notice the change in his emotions, so he buried his head even lower, just He said sullenly, "I'm not his son."

It doesn't matter who his father is, heh.

Shen Xibai's voice was choked and stuck in his throat, and the way he looked at the boy was even more indescribably sad.

No wonder...

He said, what father would treat his son like an animal...

wrong!Human beings obviously only use violence except when slaughtering animals. Usually, all kinds of delicious food and drink are offered...

The lives of boys are obviously worse than animals.

Live in a pigsty, eat pig food, work in the fields during the day, be despised and beaten by other people in the village, and be abused by that old man when he comes back...

day to day.

Thinking of this, Shen Xibai was so angry that his teeth chattered.

He actually knew that he was dreaming, but these dreams were too real. Every time Shen Xibai had "Sleeping Beauty Syndrome", he would fall into a coma for a long time.

Everything in the dream is so real, he can touch, see, hear, smell, and even taste the food.

But maybe it was also because of the dream that he jumped in time in this dream. In the process of unconsciousness, a day or even a month could pass in the blink of an eye.

He can also conjure some things with his own ideas, such as the clay kiln roast chicken he prepared for boys.

But even if he knew that he was in a dream, he still couldn't regard the boy in front of him as an illusion.

Shen Xibai worked hard to adjust his breathing, took a deep breath, and asked tentatively, "Then let me give you a name."

The boy was stunned for a moment, his lips moved, and then he suddenly raised his head. The muscles on his face were still tense, as if some emotion was slowly brewing, and his pupils were trembling.

The two just stared at each other for a second, two seconds...

The boy suddenly smiled again, showing his canine teeth, smiling innocently, and the light in his eyes flickered more and more intensely.

Finally, with a hoarse voice, he replied, "Okay."

Shen Xibai blinked in surprise, and wanted to say something, but the boy took the lead and said, "Then, can I have the same surname as my brother?"