Fog River

Chi Shu spoke very lightly, but the meaning of his words was as heavy as a thousand catties, which smashed Bian Yan's heart to pieces.

Don't go anywhere.He couldn't go anywhere and was stuck here again.

But who could he blame.

Bian was very dizzy, his scalp was numb as if it was about to explode, and his ears were always filled with sharp screams.

His whole world was crumbling.

Bian Yan didn't know how he got back to the second floor in the end, and how he sat on the sofa. When he became a little conscious, he only heard Chi Shu talking on the phone on the balcony.

Cut off by the wind and snow, I can't really hear it from a distance, but occasionally a word or two will be cast when there is a pause.

I have something to do, I can't go, next time.

Obviously it is a very common word, but now it falls in Bianyan's ears like a thousand catties of snow blocks when a snow mountain collapses, the fall is heavy and cold, crushing and blocking every inch of breathing.

Feeling tired of feeling that he was really out of breath, he staggered along the scent that was blown in by the wind, and hugged Chi Shu before he lost his strength and fell down.

Chi Shu was startled by the sudden weight on his back, but the chaotic breathing on his neck made him soft-hearted, and he didn't push Bian Yan away.

Chi Shu was silent for a while, said a few words to Zhou Guocheng in a low voice, then hung up the phone, put the phone back in his pocket, and then took Bian Yan back to the living room half-carrying.

Chi Shu put Bian Yan on the sofa, frowned when he saw that he was only wearing a thin shirt, and turned to get him a down jacket.

But Bian Yan, like a frightened beast, sprang up suddenly and surrounded Chi Shu and pushed him down on the sofa. Chi Shu never expected him to do this again. The strong wind hit his mind with a sense of weightlessness. What is shaking is the face with disgusted eyes and red eyes.

That appearance startled Chi Shu, and made Chi Shu's eyes hurt. He had never seen Bian Yan like this.

Bian Yan's lips were pale and chapped, and tears that could not be suppressed fell from the end of his eyes. He seemed to be unable to bear anything, he moved his lips and said sorry softly, then bowed his head and kissed in Chi Shu's confused eyes he.

Very dry and very cold.

Chi Shu was stunned for a while, but he didn't respond or refuse, so he let Bian Yan lead him up, half leaning and half pressing on the sofa to kiss.

Bian Yan's movements looked gentle, but he could always see the irrepressible cruelty from the corners. He reached out and grabbed Chi Shu's neck and kneaded, trying to force Chi Shu to respond.

But it didn't work. From the beginning to the end, it was like a one-man show by himself.

He gritted his trembling teeth in disgust, but the tearing growl still overflowed from his throat. He trembled against Chi Shu's lips, and begged in the softest voice in his growl: "Don't do this , just a little bit, Chi Shu, just a little bit, okay?"

Chi Shu had never seen such side-hateness before, like a beast with a broken back, begging you humblely with blood oozing, just to get a little response.

The friction on the lips caused the soul to tremble. Chi Shu opened his lips, and his body, which had been rigid all the time, suddenly became flexible. He clasped his tired head and used his strength to get up, and took him spinning around to indirect an extremely cruel kiss.

Having been together for so long, even when they were red-eyed, their kisses were gentle. This was the first time that they had such a brutal kiss that bleeds. It was like the end of the world, and they had to use all their strength to carve each other into their own blood.

Chi Shu's hand grabbed Bian Yan's back, the skin on which his name was engraved on his back, tried his best while trembling, but suddenly let go while trembling.

At the same time that the pain in Bian Yan's back disappeared instantly, all the warmth in his arms was also withdrawn, and the world collapsed in an instant.

There was a wound on Chi Shu's mouth, but he still took out a cigarette from the cigarette box beside him and lit it. The smell of the smoke was mixed with blood. His pricked lips hurt, as if a needle and thread were stitched on his lips.

But now he was about to open his mouth with the pain of tearing his flesh.

Chi Shu took a breath of smoke, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table: "I didn't read it, not because I didn't want to, but because I didn't think it was necessary. Bian Yan, no matter what the reason, you let me I am disappointed."

disappointment.

These two words were like the sound of a hammer judgment, knocked down heavily, and condemned Bian Yan when the bone was broken and shattered.

Bian Yan has long been unable to think. From the moment he learned that Nie Hao went to find Chi Shu, his hopes were shattered, and his world was collapsing.

And when both reason and sensibility fail to function, instinct becomes the leader in manipulating people's actions.

The veins under Bian Yan's skin bulged, and he quickly grabbed Chi Shu's neck and pulled him over, pressing his forehead against each other, and kneading the side of his neck with controlled strength.

Bian Yan's throat was blocked by soreness, and he struggled to open a passage, and his hoarse voice slowly pressed out: "I'm sorry, I promise, I won't do this again, Chi Shu, I promise, really, I'm... I In Zhizhi, I went to see a doctor, I restrained my temper, I am no longer as selfish and emotionless as before... Chi Shu, I am really not a monster, don't...don't listen to what they say, okay?"

Bian Yan was sobbing and choking, completely incoherent: "I will treat you well, I have learned how to respond and how to express, I... I... Chi Shu, I love you."

In the end, no amount of explanation seemed to be enough, and there was only a little bit of color in the sentence I love you.

Bian Yan tried to let Chi Shu see the color, see the color in this pale snow, and see him behind the color.

The skin on the side of the neck is sensitive, and Chi Shu can clearly feel the strength and trembling on it, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, revealing an irresistible occupation in the forbearance and restraint.

Bian Yan too knew how to soften his heart, every word had a trembling ending, and limply pierced the most ruthless knife on the tip of his heart.

But in the pain, anger is also burning, like magma that has accumulated for a long time, erupting while rolling.

Chi Shu gritted his teeth fiercely and pushed Bian Yan away, stared at him with tears in his eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally vented his furious anger on the coffee table beside him.

Chi Shu kicked the coffee table violently, and shouted amidst the shattering glass, "I hate me, am I fucking blind or blind? I can't see that you love me! What's wrong with you being sick? Who the fuck doesn't these days Sickness, it’s not that cancer can’t be cured, but you..but you, you..”

Chi Shu couldn't help but soften his voice at the end, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, arched his back and gasped in depression: "But you have to say, why, why did you let me hear it from others? .”

why.

Bian Yan also wants to ask why, but what can he do, Chi Shu is so kind, this relationship is too good, the greed of the dead disciple who has acquired tenderness will occupy every inch of his thinking, and tend to make the final result of being karma punished behavior.

The cold winter is coming, and the wind and snow at night are stained with tyrannical factors, sweeping and slapping every window sill.

And Bian Yan knelt down beside Chi Shu's legs amidst the pounding, held his leg and pressed his forehead to his knee, and let out a torn sorry before the tears burst.

Hot tears soaked the fabric, whipping every inch of Chi Shu's nerves with the fragility of the eyelids.

Chi Shu looked up at the ceiling, dazzled by tears, he couldn't help reaching out to touch Bian Yan's head, but he didn't dare to look at him.

Chi Shu didn't dare to look at him, didn't dare to look at his bent knees, and didn't look at his bent back.

It will make him feel distressed, soft-hearted, and finally give up all principles.

But without principles, the future is illusory, and Chi Shu has to make a choice.

"Bian Yan," Chi Shu swallowed the sourness in his mouth, "When I came here, I was wondering if I didn't give you enough time, which made you...didn't tell me about it, and I...don't know Do you have anything else to hide from me besides this matter. But, it doesn't matter."

"Bian Yan, I can't believe it anymore, this is the last time, I will give you time, come to me after you think about it."

After finishing speaking, Chi Shu closed his eyes and lowered his head to kiss the back of Bian Yan's head, and said in his broken growl.

"I love you too, but I can't forgive you for the time being."