Difficult to quit

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The theme of this shooting was personally decided by Li Qinghai. The location is very unique, in an unfinished building.

The structure of the building was half completed, and there were still countless steel bars erected on the eleventh floor. The scaffolding outside the building had been removed, and the whole site looked very desolate.

The developer's capital chain was broken, and the building stopped halfway through construction. After four or five years, Li Qinghai took it over at a low price and planned to start construction next year.

Now this area is vacant, Li Qinghai called professional engineers to eliminate potential safety hazards, occasionally used it as a shooting location for "Star Information", and sometimes rented it to other crews, earning a lot of money sporadically.

This place is far away from where Li Qinghai lives, and it takes four to five minutes to drive on the road. Xiao Chen, sitting in the passenger seat, saw Li Qinghai closed his eyes through the rearview mirror, and quietly signaled to the driver to drive slowly. .

After driving for more than an hour, Zhuang Yi was already shooting when he arrived.

In the dilapidated building, the young man sat by the empty window, with one leg bent and the other dangling casually, a pair of pure black wings stretched lazily behind him.

Xiao Chen only looked up and knew that Li Qinghai's theme was very suitable for Zhuang Yi.

A boy who is too good-looking, and a background of defeat and desolation.

The face of an angel, but the wings of a devil.

The contrast is strong and unforgettable.

What's more, the group of photos that Zhuang Yi took in "Star News" before and the photos he took after X University were originally a contrast between darkness and sunshine.

He found that Li Qinghai was also standing downstairs without moving, and asked strangely: "Boss, don't you want to go up?"

Li Qinghai said, "There's no rush."

Xiao Chen didn't know why, so he didn't dare to talk too much, so he moved a chair for him to sit on.

Li Qinghai just sat down and waited, through the empty windows between the floors, Zhuang Yi's figure could be seen from time to time, he suddenly had a ridiculous thought: It would be good if time stopped at this moment.

After a while, Li Qinghai laughed at himself, and he, Li Qinghai, was also afraid sometimes.

That day in the rain, after saying that to him at the door of Zhuang Yi's house, he felt resistance and fear in his heart when he faced Zhuang Yi again.

It's not that the two had no conflicts when they were young, but he never worried about it, because Zhuang Yi only had him in his heart, no matter how angry he was, he would be fine if he coaxed him, and he had plenty of means, and in the end, most of the time, Zhuang Yi gave in first.

Now, after he did the same thing as those who hurt Zhuang Yi, Zhuang Yi might hate him to death.

He shook his head, trying to clear the contents of those materials from his mind.

The filming over there came to an end, Li Qinghai signaled Xiao Chen to wait below, and stepped into the building by himself.

Zhuang Yi and the others took a few more photos on the third floor. After the shooting, the staff packed up the equipment. He and Zou Kai sent a few messages, and when they looked up, they found that the staff had all gone downstairs at some time. Walking up the stairs, it was Li Qinghai.

Zhuang Yi's eyes turned cold in an instant, and he stood with his arms around his shoulders, leaning against a load-bearing wall, watching Li Qinghai come up without moving.

I haven't seen him for a few days, he looks haggard, his pale face is covered with sweat from climbing the stairs, his eyes are bloodshot, and there is a blue stubble on his chin.

Li Qinghai approached him step by step, Zhuang Yi stood still, but his eyes showed guard.

Li Qinghai didn't come any closer, and stopped a few meters away from him, leaning against another wall, panting slightly.

Zhuang Yi's whole body tensed up, and his voice was cold, "I shouldn't believe what you can't say, why, send everyone away, what do you want to do?"

Li Qinghai smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "I won't do anything, I'll just say a few words to you, and then I'll leave. I'm so drunk, what can I do?"

He smiled wryly, the blood in his eyes became more and more conspicuous, and his haggardness was obvious, "Since we met again, we have never talked properly in the past few days, and we always quarrel while talking."

Zhuang Yi sarcastically said: "Blame me for arguing with you?"

"It's not your fault, it's me." Li Qinghai's voice was hoarse and gentle, "I'm too restless, I just found you with great difficulty, I'm so excited."

He stopped Zhuang Yi's unspoken words, and said softly: "Even if you really don't care about me, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Anyway, we knew each other once when we were young. Let me finish these few words, okay. Is it? I'll leave after I finish speaking."

Zhuang Yi's lips moved, and finally he turned his head as if giving up, staring at the sky outside the abandoned building, and said bluntly, "Say it."

Li Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief, his heart seemed to be stuffed with plums, both sour and astringent.

He said: "What happened that day... I said the wrong thing, I didn't mean it that way, I drank too much, I just saw you so sad with other people..."

Zhuang Yi looked outside and said indifferently: "Is it finished?"

Li Qinghai had a severe headache, as if someone was stirring his head with a knife. He pressed his temples hard a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you, forgive me? What I said that day, and me, what I did, can you forgive me?"

Zhuang Yi's shoulders were stiff, his whole body was staring out of the window like a clay sculpture, and his voice was cold, "You're right, why are you apologizing? You want to know what it's like to be fucked by others, what's wrong with that? You don't Do you still want to try me? If you didn't drink too much that day, you might succeed."

"I'm not..." Li Qinghai's heart ached. He wanted to breathe calmly, but his eyes suddenly went dark.

As if all the light disappeared in an instant, a large piece of darkness suddenly enveloped him.

"Zhuang Yi, don't be angry..." Li Qinghai struggled to say the last sentence, losing control of his body.

He collapsed suddenly, his head hit the concrete floor with a crisp sound.

The sound of "boom" echoed in his mind like a stone falling into water, but he could no longer feel the pain.

Zhuang Yi turned around when he heard the voice, and saw the man's tall body slumped on the ground.

He was startled, "Li Qinghai?"

no respond.

Zhuang Yi was startled, ran over a few steps, stretched out his hand and pushed the man on the ground, his voice was trembling without him noticing: "Li Qinghai?!"

Li Qinghai shook his head, revealing several bright bloodstains on the ground.

Zhuang Yi was taken aback by the dazzling color, hurriedly lifted his upper body up, and reached out to check his breath.

The warm breath sprayed on his hands, Zhuang Yi heaved a sigh of relief, only to find that Li Qinghai's face was frighteningly pale, he touched his forehead, and his tentacles were hot.

Zhuang Yi gently put him back on the ground, and poked his head down from the window to call for someone, but found that the staff of "Star Information" had disappeared at some point, and there was only Xiao Chen left in the huge open space, sitting on the stool boredly. Sitting up, seeing him, he waved happily to him.

Zhuang Yi took out his mobile phone and called him, "Assistant Chen, are you alone?"

Xiao Chen: "That's right, the working group has gone back. Does the boss have any orders?"

Zhuang Yi: "Your boss has fainted. Where's the driver? Ask him to come up to help and get Li Qinghai down together."

Xiao Chen slapped his forehead angrily, "The driver has something to do at home, I'll let him go back first!"

Zhuang Yi paused for a second, "Then you come up first."

Xiao Chen agreed, and ran upstairs. He ran upstairs to see the boss, and he was really dizzy.

Zhuang Yi looked at Xiao Chen's skinny appearance, and said, "I'll carry him on my back, you can help him."

How could this be possible, Xiao Chen hurriedly said, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Zhuang Yi glanced at him, "Can you recite it?"

Xiao Chen compared the body shapes of the two, Zhuang Yi was 176, he was 170, and looked at the boss who was 185 on the ground, a little hesitant, "Then can you move your back?"

Zhuang Yi frowned, "Let me try."

Zhuang Yi bent down, Xiao Chen helped Li Qinghai onto his back, he stretched his legs, took a deep breath, and stood up.

The weight on his back made him almost fall down, and he barely managed to stabilize his balance by leaning on the wall next to him. Zhuang Yi pursed his lips, calmed down, and walked downstairs with Li Qinghai on his back.

Li Qinghai's two hands were hanging weakly on both sides of his shoulders, and his chest was pressed against his back. I don't know if it was because of the fever, but the feeling was extraordinarily hot.

There was still a faint smell of alcohol lingering, following Li Qinghai's breathing, it sprayed slowly and warmly on the back of his neck.

The thoughts that have been strictly guarded all the time cracked quietly, and the memories slipped out lightly and skillfully.

Li Qinghai recited him many times when he was young.

At that time, Li Qinghai, who was 17 years old, was already close to 1.8 meters tall. Zhuang Yi didn't like to move, and he was only about 1.6 meters at the beginning.

When Li Qinghai was happy, he would carry him a few times, sometimes at home for fun; sometimes directly from downstairs, talking to him while walking, it was not too tiring.

"Little Zhuang Yi, are you getting fat again?" Li Qinghai turned upside down with him on his back, "This kid doesn't grow taller every day, he grows as much as he can."

Zhuang Yi was a little embarrassed, "Then don't memorize it, let me down."

Li Qinghai quit, "What's wrong with looking down on your brother? With your small body, you can carry it even if you are ten pounds fatter!"

Zhuang Yi couldn't help laughing, and reached out to help him wipe off the sweat dripping from his neck.

The young man's shoulders and back had initially formed a solid outline, Zhuang Yi leaned on his back, walking in the stairwell tremblingly, unable to think of words to describe the situation at this moment.

I feel the undulating stairs under my feet, like the black and white keys of a piano.

He secretly hoped that the stairs would be a little longer, just a little bit.

Li Qinghai pinched his buttocks with his backhand, "Why are you silent and asleep?"

Zhuang Yi struggled uncomfortably, and said, "Don't pinch me, it's itchy!"

"Don't move around, it will fall down later." Li Qinghai felt that it felt good in his hands, and squeezed it a couple more times, making the child laugh. "Do you know why it's itchy? There's too much meat!"

Zhuang Yi laughed so hard that he slid down, and hurriedly put his arms around Li Qinghai's neck, "Don't pinch, don't pinch, I'm really going to fall!"

Li Qinghai was dissatisfied, "Your brother already carried you upstairs, but you can't even pinch you twice? Little Zhuang Yi, I've never carried anyone else except rice. That's how you repay your brother, huh? "

Zhuang Yi reasoned with him in a soft voice, "It's too itchy, you almost slipped me down when you pinched it."

"No." Li Qinghai insisted, "Then you have to let me pinch you enough when you go home."

Zhuang Yi's face turned red instantly, and he protested softly, "Who would make such a request..."

"Do you agree or not?" Li Qinghai was arrogant and unreasonable, "Why are you so stingy, my brother carried you upstairs, who would want to carry you upstairs?"

"Okay, okay." Zhuang Yi had no choice but to agree.

Li Qinghai was happy, and said, "Hey, Xiao Zhuang Yi, please sing me a song."

The man never thought that every time he came out, Zhuang Yi got used to it, so he cleared his throat.

The clear singing voice of the young man resounded in the empty corridor, which aroused countless echoes, like a chorus.

"It's a simple little love song

singing the twists and turns of people's hearts

i think i'm happy

when there is your warmth

The air around the feet turns..."

The author has something to say: Acute gastric bleeding, I consulted a friend who is a medical student and said that the general amount of bleeding is not enough to cause fainting, so let’s assume that he fell and kowtowed and passed out

Let you drink and let you wander (dog head)

感谢在2020-06-0422:22:06~2020-06-0717:29:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: He Chang Wu Du, 1 on the other side;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!