back from trouble

As a result, the seat belt on his body was pulled down, and the strength vented halfway, almost wiped from under Xiaocheng's mouth.Wei Shaoge seemed annoyed, he struggled a few times, and simply unbuckled his seat belt, trying to get up again.

At this time, he had already arrived at the toll booth at the exit, and Xiaocheng didn't let him mess around. He pulled his arm down and took out to pay the parking fee. He pulled, tilted his body, and buried his head in his arms.

The toll collector handed over the receipt and change, glanced at him inadvertently, and saw that Wei Shaoge was face down, with his upper body nestled in his lap, and his expression became unnatural.

Xiao Cheng was also a little embarrassed, stepped on the accelerator and drove up.

After driving on the road, he laughed and called a few times, "Shao Ge, Wei Shao?" He pulled out another hand and pushed his shoulder, trying to make him sit up.With such pressure on his legs, the hot air kept gushing out, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Wei Shaoge didn't know where he went with his clear logic, and he didn't respond for a long time. In addition, after he got on the road, the co-pilot's seat belt was not buckled, and the car kept making a "Dididi" notification sound. , making people annoying.Xiaocheng had no choice but to find a parking space and stop the car temporarily, freeing his hands and rubbing his shoulders to get him up.

Unexpectedly, Wei Shaoge suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist and would not let go.Wei Shaoge's strength came from drinking, and his strength was too great.

Laughing so hard that he couldn't get rid of it, people came and went on the street, so he had to coax him to let go with nice words.

Wei Shaoge suddenly raised his head and called out, "Laugh?"

Smiling, he heaved a sigh of relief, he seemed to be awake, so he nodded, and as soon as Wei Shaoge raised his chin, he wanted to kiss him again.This happened to be at the entrance of a coffee shop, and there were passers-by coming and going outside the car window. They smiled and tilted their heads away, the kiss landed on the corner of the mouth, and then slid to the neck, biting it gently.Laughing until his spine went numb, even though the glass was brown and the sunshade net was drawn, he was very uncomfortable.

"Shao Ge, don't make trouble." Xiao Cheng wanted to push people away.

Wei Shaoge didn't even raise his head, but let go of his arms. While biting his neck, he didn't let go. One arm grabbed the back of Xiaocheng's back and tried to get closer, but his hand slipped onto Xiaocheng's thigh.

Smiling, he couldn't take it any longer, he grabbed the collar and pushed the person away, pressed him on the flat seat, and put on the seat belt.After searching around, he couldn't find a suitable one, so he simply loosened the tie, took it off his neck, wrapped it around Wei Shaosing's wrist and tied it tightly.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and met the other party's bright, moving, and very innocent eyes.

"Why tie me up?"

What he said was straightforward and straightforward.Xiaocheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and sat back to start the car, Wei Shaoge was tied up and had no power to fight back, and even tried to sit up.

Smiling into annoyance, he turned sideways and directly pressed the person back, pressing his palm on the other's firm belly through a thin shirt, he could vaguely feel the contours of the muscles, he simply reached in and stroked hard, his fingertips were on the Scratching the hollow of the navel a few times, then looking up sharply at the opponent's eyes, he lifted the belt with his fingers and got in, but went directly around the back, kneading roughly into a deep sunken shape, "Don't give me more peace of mind , I can’t kill you.”

Wei Shaoge didn't move for a moment, and stared blankly at him, wondering if he was scared because he was drunk, or because he laughed like a side he had never shown before.

Seeing that he was finally obedient, he laughed into a "hum" and retracted his arms.

He tidied up his clothes elegantly, and fastened a button that had been undone when he pulled the tie just now.Like a slow-motion replay, some invisible things converged one after another.

Smiling into a peaceful expression, he held the steering wheel with his slender and strong fingers.

The lips are relaxed, and the corners of the mouth are slightly smiling.

Elegant and easy, unhurried.

I can't imagine that such a vulgar and obscene word just burst out of these lips.

He didn't look at Wei Shaoge again, nor did he ask the other party's opinion, he stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

When the car passed by and finally reached the bank of the river, the endless white waves slapped the embankment one after another, and the river wind blew in front of him, making Xiaocheng's anger dissipate a lot.

Anyone who is tossed like that will get angry, and it's not that he has a physical problem.

Xiaocheng turned off the car, leaned back on the seat, unfastened the seat belt, and let out a long sigh of relief.Turning his head to glance, Wei Shaoge had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

According to Li Yuanbin, Wei Shaoge originally had a plan for this afternoon, so he was still with him.Seeing that he was so drunk, he originally wanted to find a place to put him down, so he could sleep and sober up before talking.It's just that today is Wei Shaoge's birthday, so if he brings him back like this, the other party will definitely not be happy.

I couldn't think of other places for a while, so I first pulled the other party over to blow some air, but Wei Shaoge fell asleep first.

This point was the hottest time in the afternoon, and no one came here specifically to see the scenery, and they were the only car on the shore.The windows had been rolled down by him, and the sunshade nets were also put away, and the extraordinarily bright and dazzling sunlight reflected by the river outside rushed into the car together with the river wind.

Smiling and narrowing his eyes slightly, the wind and light passed over his forehead, eyebrows, bridge of nose, and chin one by one, sinking into the depths of his collar.There was no sound in the carriage, and it was so quiet outside that there was no extra noise.It seemed that there was only him...and another person left in the world.

Smiling, he closed his eyes completely, and the corners of his mouth gradually evoked a tranquil smile.

After a while, he felt a little hot, so he opened his eyes and took off his suit jacket, his neck was empty, and he put on a formal suit because he wanted to see Jing Junchen in the morning, otherwise there would be nothing to restrain this guy.

Smiling, he glanced at the sleeping man, and "hummed" again, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Wei Shaoge had no choice but to lie flat, and seemed to be sleeping a little uncomfortable. No wonder, his wrists were still tied, and he couldn't turn over and change his position.Her head was tilted to the smiling side, her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing shallowly. There was still some rosy color on her cheeks, which looked pretty good against her pale wheat-colored skin.

Smiling, he threw the suit jacket on the back seat, pulled the shirt out of the trousers, unbuttoned the two collar buttons, and rolled the sleeves up to the elbows.I feel that the whole person has relaxed a lot.

Looking at Wei Shaoge again, I feel a little gloating and want to make you trouble.

He turned his eyes around and looked around in the car for a week.

There are no extra decorations, and the rearview mirror is clean, with no safety charms or the like.There was just an open metal box under the windshield, and inside was a few chewing gums.This can't help but remind Xiaocheng of Wei Shaoge's bedroom, which is also so clean and spotless, it doesn't look like a boy's bedroom at this age.

But Wei Shaoge was not one of those reckless big boys.

A finger accidentally touched it, and the front storage drawer popped open automatically.Smiling, he stretched out his hand and wanted to close it.Before that, I couldn't help but take another look curiously.

The small drawer was filled to the brim, most of them were A4 size papers, some were printed pictures and texts, some were handwritten words, it was Wei Shaoge's handwriting at first glance, stacked unevenly.It's not like the other party's style.Smiling, he roughly glanced at it, and saw that there were many medical terminology.On the top of the stack of papers is a book, the back is fastened, and the title of the book cannot be seen.

Laughing until he snapped his fingers, he was still curious after all, turned the book over and glanced at the cover——

"The Art of Love"

Eric Fromm

Fromm?

Xiao Cheng was surprised. He didn't know much about psychoanalysis, but he had heard the name and had a rough idea of ​​his theory.

And what Li Yuanbin told him about Wei Shaoge's psychological problems suddenly recalled.

This made him unable to resist taking it out and flipping through it casually.

The relaxed look gradually disappeared——

"Man possesses intellect; man is life, a life conscious of his own existence. Man is conscious of himself, of others, of his past and possibilities of future development. Man's awareness of his single being, of his ephemeral life , man's awareness of involuntary control, of the inevitability of death, of his solitude and isolation, of his own powerlessness in the face of the forces of society and of nature—all this makes his particular and solitary existence impossible. A confinement to endure. The greatest need for man is to overcome his loneliness and escape from the confinement of solitude, but man is always faced with the same problem, how to overcome this loneliness?[1]”

These words were underlined with a red pen, and there was not a single word left in the blank space.He turned to this page casually, and there were already creases on the page, which could be seen that someone read it frequently.

He flipped through it again, and saw two paragraphs specially marked out with a black pen——

"Creative people understand "giving" completely differently. They believe that giving is the highest expression of power. It is through giving that I can experience my strength, my abundance, and my vitality. Experiencing the sublimation of life force makes me Full of joy. I feel exuberantly alive because I feel alive. Giving brings more pleasure than receiving, not because giving is a sacrifice, but because my life is expressed through giving.[ 2]"

"Love can enable people to overcome loneliness and isolation, but at the same time they can maintain their loyalty to themselves, their integrity and their original appearance.  …Love is something that grows in the human heart, not a captive emotion , love is first of all "giving" rather than "getting".[3]"

The expression couldn't help softening, with many other meanings on it.

Many pictures appeared in front of my eyes.

Such words obviously reminded him of some time ago when there was an accident at home, how Wei Shaoge never left to accompany him, help him, support him, and even finally gave up the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity - rejecting Williams' invitation.

This made his heart soften for an instant.

Can't help but look down at each other.

And the other party is sleeping soundly.

He then smiled.

Close the book and put it back in the drawer.

Reaching out to release Wei Shaoge's wrist restraint, he really used a lot of force just now, leaving a circle of red marks in such a short while.The fingertips stroked the circle of marks.

Xiaocheng suddenly leaned over, as if he couldn't help but want to kiss him.

But it stopped at the last moment and landed on the bridge of the nose.

With some apology that he didn't even notice, he gently held the wrist with his fingers and pressed for the other party.

In the "The Art of Loving" that he put back to its original place, it lay quietly in the drawer, no one cared about it.

On the few pages he didn't turn, these few words were outlined with bright red strokes, and repeatedly smeared to a mess——

"The mutation of homosexual love is caused by the failure to achieve the combination of two poles. Therefore, homosexual lovers will never be free from the torment of loneliness. Neither homosexuals nor heterosexuals who cannot love can achieve the union of two poles. [4]"

"There is a hopeless possibility of knowing this secret—that of having total power over the other, by which I can dominate him as I please, make him feel, think, and treat him as I will. To become a thing, to be my thing, my property.[5]”