Fatty

Tang Kuo was indeed not angry.He was just a little sad.

For a person like him, I don't know how many people are eagerly waiting to have a relationship with him.It's not like Yang Huaijin, desperately pushing herself out.

But Yang Huaijin was telling the truth, and Tang Kuo could hear it.

It has been nearly three years since Tang Kuo fell in love with Yang Huaijin. How many people and things can be changed in three years, but the relationship between Yang Huaijin and Tang Kuo is still deadlocked.

Yang Huaijin is convinced that what she likes is a woman, and believes that Tang Kuo is just confused for a while, and one day he will be enlightened.

It's just that sometimes seeing Tang Kuo relying on himself so much, and feeling inhumane in his heart, he feels that it's no big deal to help him.

Yang Huaijin was probably pressed by Tang Kuo, and her reaction was particularly strong. Once someone wanted to talk about his relationship with Tang Kuo, Yang Huaijin was eager to refute, for fear of being misunderstood.But this kind of unreasonable refutation is also a manifestation of a guilty conscience.

Yang Huaijin tried not to think deeply.

When he walked into his room, Yang Huaijin saw Tang Kuo standing by the bed with his back turned to him, wondering what he was thinking.

Yang Huaijin felt guilty like being caught and raped. He held Tang Kuo's hand from behind and found that the man's hands were cold.

It is midsummer.

Tang Kuo's hands were rough and dry, his fingers were slender and slightly swollen, and his condition was much better than before.This is because Tang Kuo is no longer like before, washing his hands every day, and sometimes allowing Yang Huaijin to apply ointment on his hands.

Yang Huaijin held Tang Kuo's hand and asked:

"Can I apply medicine today?"

Yang Huaijin gave medicine to a person for the first time in her life, and the patient cooperated very much.

Tang Kuo paused and said, "Yes."

The ointment was a transparent green color, and Yang Huaijin took a cotton swab and spread it evenly on Tang Kuo's hands.The man had bruises on his hands, some of which were old and some were new and bleeding.

Yang Huaijin hadn't seen any new scars on Tang Kuo's hands for about two or three days. She thought his illness had improved, but now it seems that he still has to gradually adapt.

Tang Kuo sat on Yang Huaijin's bed, looked down at his drooping eyelashes, and remained motionless. After a while, after Yang Huaijin applied the medicine, Tang Kuo slowly said, "Ji Wencheng has heart disease, and his high blood pressure is also very serious."

"..." Yang Huaijin stopped her hand and asked pretending not to care, "And then?"

"If it weren't for his identity and the sensitivity of the case, he would have been released on conditional medical parole."

Yang Huaijin knew more than Tang Kuo, but she didn't interrupt him, but listened silently.

Tang Kuo didn't seem to care, with a calm voice, he said: "But no matter how sensitive his identity is, I can let him go on bail for medical treatment. It's like the last time he was released on bail pending trial."

"..."

There was no emotion in Tang Kuo's eyes. He asked, "You know it too. But why didn't you come and ask me?"

Yang Huaijin threw the cotton swab in the trash can and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to take a shower."

"I'll ask you again."

Yang Huaijin didn't make a sound, he quickly walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Kuo stood up and grabbed Yang Huaijin's arm.

As soon as Yang Huaijin turned her head, she saw Tang Kuo's smeared hand holding her elbow tightly, and the medicine even rubbed onto his clothes.

Tang Kuo asked persistently, "Why didn't you come to beg me?"

"..."

"Are you afraid that I will make...further demands?" Tang Kuo said calmly.

Yang Huaijin shook her hands lightly, signaling Tang Kuo to let go, and after a while, said:

"...I can't owe you too much favor."

"You don't owe me anything. You make a request and I make a request. This is an equivalent exchange."

"You want me to treat you well, but..." Yang Huaijin covered his face with his hands, and said, "I can't seem to do it."

His voice was embarrassing and painful, and it made people know that the young man in front of him was hesitant and at a loss.

Tang Kuo looked deeply at Yang Huaijin. His voice was hoarse, and he said, "Take my hand and let me hug you...I never thought that I already like you so much."

Although Tang Kuo already understood at this moment, Yang Huaijin would not like herself as much as she liked him.

No matter how calm he is, he still feels unbearable heartache at this moment.

Tang Kuo turned his face away to prevent Yang Huaijin from seeing the red corners of his eyes.He said: "I just need to make a few phone calls about Ji Wencheng, and you don't have to worry about it at all. But if you say you want to stay with me, you will stay with me for the rest of your life. After all, isn't it you who suffers?"

Yang Huaijin shook her head.Things can't be calculated like this. Can ordinary people solve Ji Wencheng's matter?Tang Kuo said it was a phone call, but the human relationship inside is very difficult to pay back.

Yang Huaijin was speechless.He felt that he had nothing to say, and he didn't know how to continue facing Tang Kuo.

But Tang Kuo grabbed Yang Huaijin's clothes with all his strength and refused to let him leave.

The two were at a stalemate. Yang Huaijin heard Tang Kuo's chattering teeth and thought he was cold. Just when he was about to turn off the air conditioner, Tang Kuo said in a very low voice: "I know now. You won't... won't like me."

His voice was a little sad.Anyone who chased someone so ardently after three years with no results would understand how he felt.

"I'll help you understand Ji Wencheng's affairs. It's because Ji Jie is your friend." Tang Kuo said this, but Yang Huaijin didn't feel relaxed.

He was waiting for Tang Kuo's next sentence.

Tang Kuo said, "My last request is..."

"..."

"I wish you could kiss me."

Because this sentence made Tang Kuo very ashamed, he said it in English.Tang Kuo was well-educated, with standard English pronunciation and mouth shape, but his voice was extremely low and low. Yang Huaijin couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned forward and asked, "What did you say?"

Tang Kuo narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Huaijin quietly.

Yang Huaijin suddenly understood what he was talking about, and was even more at a loss.

Tang Kuo said: "Except for you, I don't think it is possible for me to be so intimate with other people. If I am a poor person who has never kissed anyone else until I die, and I have no chance to have this experience, I think it must be Depressing."

If it was someone else, Yang Huaijin would definitely reply with a sneer: "Let's talk about it when you are about to die."

But facing the pain, Yang Huaijin couldn't say anything.Because he knew Tang Kuo was telling the truth.

For Tang Kuo, Yang Huaijin did not pity him.Because he possesses things that are difficult for others to possess, he can decide the fate of others with a flip of his hands.

For a while, Yang Huaijin was afraid of him.From this point of view, no one can pity him.

But Yang Huaijin felt that her feelings for Tang Kuo were sympathetic.He has family and friends, but Tang Kuo always seems to be alone.

No one can stand loneliness, neglect.

Tang Kuo looked at Yang Huaijin, his heart was soft for a while, and he wanted to lower his posture and beg Yang Huaijin to agree to his request; for a while, he remembered Yang Huaijin in the living room and put aside his relationship with him, his heart became hard again, and he wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

But that request was too tempting for him, like a hungry beggar who suddenly saw someone hand him a piece of bread.

Tang Kuo didn't dare to move, his eyes were fixed on Yang Huaijin.

Yang Huaijin made a swallowing movement in her throat, and even Tang Kuo became extremely nervous.

Tang Kuo felt that his lips were very dry, like a plant short of water, his internal organs were burning, and his mouth became parched.He couldn't help but lower his head and lick his lips.

The moment he lowered his head, Yang Huaijin held Tang Kuo's chin with his fingers, looked at it, and kissed Tang Kuo's forehead.

It was a kiss that had nothing to do with sex, and it was fleeting. Before Tang Kuo could react, Yang Huaijin left.

He let go of Tang Kuo, turned around and went to the bathroom, and closed the door heavily.

That kiss, which could be called a kiss, made Tang Kuo stunned.It seemed to him the equivalent of an old gentleman kissing his grandson on the forehead.

That kiss didn't make Tang Kuo feel anything.

His eyes are wet.

Yang Huaijin's feelings for Tang Kuo are very subtle.If he had to say it, he thought it could be compared to beautiful high-heeled shoes on a woman's feet.Although it is uncomfortable to walk on, sometimes it will even be worn bloody, and I will never wear it again after cursing.But the next day when I was choosing shoes, I couldn't help but look there.

That impression lasted until just now, when Yang Huaijin kissed Tang Kuo's forehead.Yang Huaijin knows how she feels in her heart and is good at using her emotions.He was very clear that when he kissed Tang Kuo's forehead and his soft lips touched the smooth skin, he really did feel numb.

The numbness started from the heart and gradually spread to the whole body.Yang Huaijin was in a bad mood, so she left as soon as she touched her.He originally wanted to kiss Tang Kuo along the bridge of the nose, all the way to the lips, so that Tang Kuo would not lose money, but he didn't expect to overestimate himself, and couldn't help running out as soon as he kissed his forehead.

Yang Huaijin hid in the bathroom, looked at her proud place in disbelief, and said, "No... no, um, no..."

After that day, Tang Kuo 'rules' a lot.

In the past, when he looked at Yang Huaijin, his eyes were always sticky and greasy, and people couldn't help but look away.But when the two of them were studying abroad alone, Tang Kuo became very restrained again, so restrained that Yang Huaijin found it incredible.

Tang Kuo stopped pestering him and asked Yang Huaijin to help him undress, change clothes, wash his hands with him, and even take a bath.

At the same time, Tang Kuo's illness seemed to have returned to the original point. He would take a bath for more than two hours before going to bed at night until the early morning.

Yang Huaijin saw that the wound on his hand that was about to heal was split open again, faintly oozing blood, and it looked extremely painful.But Tang Kuo didn't seem to notice that on the surface, he was still the gentle and calm eldest son of Tang.

Only Yang Huaijin knew that his mood was very unstable.Once he heard Tang Kuo crying in the bathroom, it was the kind of breathless cry. Although the voice was restrained and pressed in his throat, and the sound of the water was loud, Yang Huaijin still heard the little bit of crying that came out. sound.

He knew Tang Kuo was crying, but he didn't know what happened to him.

Of course Tang Kuo would not tell Yang Huaijin that when he walked out of the bathroom, it was already time to sleep.He would not open his mouth to say good night to Yang Huaijin, Tang Kuo would go straight back to his bedroom.

The frequency of communication between the two has also dropped significantly. In fact, Tang Kuo hardly speaks.Only when Yang Huaijin took the initiative to try to talk to him, Tang Kuo would reply a few words.He spends more time busy with things that Yang Huaijin doesn't even know about.

One day Tang Kuo called Yang Huaijin and asked him to go out and meet someone with him.

Yang Huaijin hesitated for a moment.He was thinking about what to wear.

But Tang Kuo misunderstood. He looked at Yang Huaijin coldly and said:

"Don't worry. Even if I hurt myself, I won't hurt you."

Yang Huaijin was about to speak when she was interrupted by Tang Kuo.

Tang Kuo said: "Even if it is impossible for you to have... a little bit of liking for me in this life. But my feelings are still the same. I don't want you to doubt me like this."

Yang Huaijin felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his sad and bitter voice.Yang Huaijin knew what he meant, because when the two of them were not familiar with each other, every time Tang Kuo wanted to help Yang Huaijin, Yang Huaijin would scold him without knowing what was good or bad.

Tang Kuo seemed to think that the relationship between the two had returned to its original state.

Yang Huaijin had no choice but to slow down her voice and persuade:

"I will go wherever you tell me to go."

Tang Kuo was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Yang Huaijin, there was light in his eyes, then darkened after a while, and said, "Then let's go."

By chance, Yang Huaijin came to the utility room and saw a piano inside.It was a piano of some age, which looked simple and elegant.But no one has used it for a long time, and there is a layer of dust on the cover.

Yang Huaijin spent a whole day cleaning the place, and when he finished the work here, his body was already dirty.These things should have been left to the cleaning maid, but Yang Huaijin didn't alarm anyone.

Facing an oval mirror in the utility room, Yang Huaijin saw that there was dust on her eyelashes, her face was covered with sweat, and she looked extremely dirty.

He sighed and was about to leave the utility room.When he approached the door, he saw Tang Kuo was standing in front of the wall outside the door of the utility room with his arms folded and his legs bent, as if he was waiting for someone.

The moment Yang Huaijin saw Tang Kuo, she was startled and wanted to wipe her face with a cloth.But looking at the dirty cloth on her hands, Yang Huaijin gave up this idea, smiled instead, and threatened Tang Kuo, "Get out of here, or I will kiss you."

Tang Kuo looked at Yang Huaijin quietly, paused, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yang Huaijin thought for a while, waved to him, and said, "Look. I found a piano."

He knew the reason why Tang Kuo had obsessive-compulsive disorder.Yang Huaijin hopes that one day Tang Kuo can sit in front of the piano again.

Tang Kuo knew what was in the utility room.Because that piano was put in by myself.

But he didn't say anything, he followed Yang Huaijin and walked in step by step.

The ceiling of the utility room was so low that Tang Kuo had to lower his head. Yang Huaijin was taller than Tang Kuo, and even had to bend over to walk in.

Yang Huaijin patted the dark piano chair with her hands and said:

"I wiped it clean."

Tang Kuo hesitated and sat next to Yang Huaijin.He was a little restless, and couldn't help leaning towards Yang Huaijin, leaning his shoulders on the man's arms, and then calmed down.

Yang Huaijin frowned.He could see the very obvious dust on his body, and sometimes Yang Huaijin wondered what Tang Kuo's cleanliness was all about.

He was embarrassed and wanted to step back, but the chair was so small, and in the end he even grabbed Tang Kuo's waist and hugged him onto his lap.

Tang Kuo was startled. When he wanted to struggle, the person was already sitting on his lap.

Yang Huaijin was covered in sweat, and her body temperature was scorching hot, scorching Tang Kuo's back like a fire.Tang Kuo's heart almost jumped out, and he felt as if his body temperature was suddenly hot, and his hands were shaking.

Yang Huaijin looked at the piano in front of her and said:

"Would you like to flick it?"

Tang Kuo shook his head.This piano is already broken, otherwise Tang Kuo would not have put it here.

But Yang Huaijin couldn't help but grab Tang Kuo's hand, put his hand on the keys, covered Tang Kuo's fingers with his fingers, and said, "...Come on. Let me listen."

Tang Kuo's fingers were shaking.He hadn't touched the piano for a long time, and when he touched it again, he felt a parched panic.

But he quickly calmed down.

Some keys no longer sounded, and some keys were out of tune, but Tang Kuo played them completely.He played "Dream Wedding" which is simple and suitable for beginners.

Yang Huaijin wrapped her arms around Tang Kuo's waist.

When Tang Kuo finished playing, Yang Huaijin let go.

So Tang Kuo stood up, faced him, and sat back on Yang Huaijin's lap.

The posture of the two was extremely ambiguous, and the temperature between the thighs suddenly rose.Tang Kuo caressed Yang Huaijin's dusty face, his expression couldn't tell what it meant.

Yang Huaijin smiled and said:

"I originally wanted to clean up this place so that you would not be so repulsive. Unexpectedly, I was the dirtiest one."

He lowered his head and didn't want Tang Kuo to touch his face, but Tang Kuo not only touched it, but also touched it with his mouth.

He kissed Yang Huaijin's cheek and bridge of nose.

Finally blocked his lips.

Yang Huaijin just hesitated for a moment, then pressed Tang Kuo by the back of the neck, pressing him firmly towards her.

Tang Kuo put his arms around Yang Huaijin's neck, and the two kissed passionately.

As soon as Yang Huaijin touched Tang Kuo, Tang Kuo pushed him to avoid, and continued chasing Yang Huaijin's lips impatiently.

Tang Kuo said:

"My body is dirty...don't, don't touch it."

Yang Huaijin smiled: "No matter how I look at it, I think it's me who is dirty."

"You're not dirty." Tang Kuo said hurriedly, stroked Yang Huaijin's hair, and said firmly, "...you're not dirty."

Yang Huaijin looked up into Tang Kuo's eyes, paused, and took his hand.

Tang Kuo had many wounds on his hands. At first glance, the red wounds looked like marks from the ground.Tang Kuo knew that Yang Huaijin had seen it many times, but now he suddenly didn't want Yang Huaijin to see such a sick and abnormal self.

Tang Kuo stretched out his hand and retracted it, but Yang Huaijin held it tightly. He carefully looked at Tang Kuo's fingers, and then put them to his mouth for a kiss.

"You're not dirty either."

Yang Huaijin said so.

Even Tang Kuo could feel the change in himself.This change brings a new vitality to people.

Tang Kuo is developing towards a normal person.

As long as he is by Yang Huaijin's side, Tang Kuo can do many things that he never thought of before.They went to hot springs, skiing, and horse racing together, as long as they were by Yang Huaijin's side.

He can do anything.

The two stayed together in a hotel outside.Although the sheets and pillows were all brought from home, this is also an improvement for Tang Kuo.

In the middle of the night, Yang Huaijin suddenly felt itchy on the tip of her nose in the haze.When he opened his eyes, he saw Tang Kuo hanging above him.

Tang Kuo saw Yang Huaijin open his eyes, instead of avoiding it, he leaned forward and kissed Yang Huaijin.

Yang Huaijin was startled, then put her arms around Tang Kuo, rolled over and pressed him down.

Tang Kuo suddenly became short of breath, and he asked Yang Huaijin:

"...Huaijin, are you willing?"

Yang Huaijin looked at Tang Kuo's red ears, licked them slowly, and asked:

"What if I don't want to?"

Tang Kuo's face turned pale, he turned his face away, and said, "Then I'll go...I'll go."

Yang Huaijin saw that she could give Tang Kuo a knowing blow with a single sentence, and quickly said, "I'm just joking. ——I am willing, I am very willing."

After speaking, he clasped Tang Kuo's hand, raised it above his head, looked it over, and said with a smile:

"Let me figure out where to start first."

He licked Tang Kuo's whole body.

Can you imagine what an intense, passionate scene that was?

Tang Kuo hadn't been in contact with other people for a long time. Every inch of his skin was like a clam in a shell. He was shaking like a leaf, but he didn't dare to make a sound for fear of being heard by others.

Tang Kuo breathed heavily and said intermittently:

"Huaijin...you are...you are..."

Huaijin, you are the only beauty in my life. (Note)

Finish.

(ps: "You are me...beautiful" comes from the video of a boy with obsessive-compulsive disorder that the author forgot where to see, and I am deeply touched. Since I can't find it, let me talk about it here, okay.)

Is it really over?

Comes with a small spoof theater:

——Ji Jie is a very nostalgic person.

Guan Tianren can always see Ji Jie's collection of 'waste' from various ages.Some things are obviously unusable, so Ji Jie keeps them in small and medium-sized boxes like treasures, and regularly takes them out to clean and look through them.

For example, the hat that Guan Tianren gave him, and the huge black straight handle umbrella that he saw when he was on a business trip abroad.

Ji Jie's nostalgia is also reflected in the fact that he does not easily replace the items he uses.You can see the pilled scarf around his neck.This is a gift from his mother to Ji Jie after he learned how to weave a scarf for the first time; you can see the glass cup with the deflated lid in Ji Jie's hand, which is a prize given to his family by Ji Wencheng after participating in community labor.

Guan Tianren has no objection to Ji Jie using these things, but after a long time, he should change them.

He most wanted to change the glass in Ji Jie's hand.The cup had been used for too long, and no matter how much it was washed, some tea stains remained.

But Ji Jie didn't want to change.

He opened his eyes wide: "I think it's fine."

Guan Tianren was helpless, thought about it, bought a new glass a few days later, and said, "Ji Jie, do you know what day it is today?"

"..." Ji Jie was silent.

"It was the day you first saw me." Guan Tianren said, "I gave you a present."

Ji Jie opened it and said, "I forgot, I wasn't prepared, I'm sorry."

"That's fine. But can we use interchangeable water glasses? Give me your glass...we'll switch."

"is it necessary?"

"Hmm. Very intimate, isn't it?"

"……Have it?"

"Yes. The staff under my hand knew it was your cup at a glance." Guan Tianren stretched out his hand to hold it, and the ring on the ring finger of his left hand gleamed.

Ji Jie hesitated for a moment and said, "...that's fine!"

Guan Tianren thought to himself, after so many years, why is this person in front of him still so easy to coax.

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