Rebirth is waiting for you to torture me

It's you!As long as I don’t avoid it, I can go to see you, and if I want to continue suffering alone, tell me which one I should choose? "

"Of course it is to live! I am dead, you can love others again! Don't you have so many beautiful boys? Are they all there for display! Pick any one and love!"

"All my enthusiasm is spent on you, do you think you are dead, can I love others again?"

"If I had realized this earlier, why did it make me suffer so much when I was alive!"

"You think you're the only one suffering? I don't know if you love me until you die! And I love you so deeply! It's so deep that I'm surprised! You think I haven't thought of a way to escape Is it? If I could fall in love with someone else, I would have loved it long ago!"

People who are entangled and wrestled together do not need words when they are arguing here.

No one spoke anymore, all that remained was physical collisions and copulations, rough, ruthless, reckless, domineering, and also familiar, sex.love.

Crazier than last night, as if there is no end and will not end, hovering between waking up and fainting several times.

The body is opened again and again, the person on the body asks for it again and again, the desire is like a gully that can't be filled, the man's nature is fully exposed, without half a reservation, it seems that he will not give up until his body is broken.

Tired all night, his body couldn't cooperate with him until the end, and before his consciousness fell into a coma, what he thought was, what a barbarity, it was a complete waste of that beautiful, almost god-like appearance.

If I had known that this person was not a kind person, I thought he had changed his temper somewhat, but in the end, he didn't change at all.

dying...

339

This breakfast was not eaten until after two o'clock in the afternoon.

With red eyes and a hoarse voice, Han Qiubai glared at the man who was holding the porridge bowl and serving him patiently spoon by spoon, and gouged him several times before swallowing the spoonful of porridge delivered to him.

If it weren't for his hands and feet being so weak that he has no strength at all, and his stomach is so hungry, he wouldn't let Xiao Jingliu feed him, and this beast would be cheap for nothing.

"I hate people who commit suicide." The voice from the overstretched throat lost its original clarity.

"I killed him." The man scooped up another spoonful of hot porridge and fed it without blinking.

"You can obviously escape, can't you? What's the difference between this and suicide?" He felt uncomfortable, and when he thought that this person chose such a way of death, he felt annoyed.

"So what if you're alive, you're no longer here." The man spoke like an Englishman talking about the weather.

"...I don't remember that you are a lover." He swallowed another spoonful of porridge sullenly.

"I didn't think so either." The man's understatement made him speechless.

"Xiao Jingliu, you are hopeless. There is no cure for a terminal illness." Han Qiubai looked at him with half regret.

"I think so too." Xiao Jingliu agreed without any objection.

"You like me that much?" You like me so much that you actually do such a stupid thing like dying for love?

"You are the least qualified to doubt me," the man blew on the hot porridge on the spoon and brought it to his lips, "I have been abstinent for eight years. God knows how I have come here for these eight years. I want you to think about it every night." My body hurts."

"This cheek, you have cultivated beyond the realm..." Han Qiubai suddenly turned blue and red after eating the spoonful of porridge, "Ah, could it be that you... At that time..."

Xiao Jingliu knew what he was referring to at a glance, so he nodded in confession: "It's you."

Han Qiubai's face burned hotly, and the whole head was flushed red, and he couldn't speak: "You, why are you like this... Don't admit it even at this time... You are so frank, where should I put my old face ..."

Thinking of being taken for granted by his lover as a fantasy object during masturbation, Han Qiubai felt so embarrassed that he wanted to drill a hole, and his ears turned red.

But he couldn't say the word "excessive", because this person restrained himself for his own sake.

If you didn't really love him so badly, how could you do this?

The heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

His head was dizzy, and in a daze, he let the man feed two bowls of porridge, but he didn't know how he finished it.

340

The snow finally stopped.

"Do you like it here?" Xiao Jingliu walked over and hugged the young man who was standing by the window to wipe away a piece of mist to see the winter scenery through the glass window.

"I remember you didn't have this house before." Han Qiubai looked up in his arms.

"Well, I didn't have any at first. I thought you would like it, so I kept a set." Xiao Jingliu embraced him, looking down at the snow colors with different levels of far and near.

"Xiao Jingliu."

"Ok?"

"Tell me about you. I want to know what happened after you came back here."

Even after confirming the facts repeatedly, Han Qiubai still finds it unbelievable that he and Xiao Jingliu were both reborn and returned to the past.

The unrealistic feeling was too dreamy, so virtual that it was so distorted that he couldn't help suspecting that he was in a dream within a dream.

It seems that as long as you wake up from the dream, everything in front of you will turn into bubbles.

He needs to feel safe.

"Just like you, there's nothing to say."

"Are you even going to perfunctory me?" He frowned dissatisfied.

"I'm not perfunctory," Xiao Jingliu grabbed his hands from behind and played with them together, "There's nothing to mention about what happened before I met you."

"Then I want to hear it too, I want to know everything about you." Han Qiubai's last sentence successfully pleased the man.

"Since you want to know, I'll tell you." Xiao Jingliu pressed a kiss on his lips, and now he kisses him almost anytime without any scruples, "There is really nothing to say, just I woke up after I died and found myself back in the past. At first I only thought it was absurd and funny, and also ironic. I didn’t even want to die. Why did God let me come back to life? My first feeling after waking up was, Not happy, but angry."

"You're not cute." Han Qiubai grumbled and smiled, but his heart ached slightly.

"But I didn't get angry for a long time, because I had an idea soon." Xiao Jingliu said.

"What idea?" Han Qiubai vaguely guessed his thoughts.

"Of course it's you. In the last life, you met Xiao Xun first, and then I met me; in this life, I will find you first, and make you mine before you meet Xiao Xun."

"...I knew it." Han Qiubai sneered.

"But I miscalculated. I only remember that you lived in Xincheng when you were a child, and your name. I don't know anything else." After a short pause, Xiao Jingliu continued: "I originally wanted to ask someone to go directly to Cha, but then I suddenly remembered that you were only four years old at that time, even if I found you, there was nothing I could do. Instead of being able to see but not touch every day, it would be better to wait a few more years. I just need to find you before Xiao Xun meets you .”

"It's really thoughtful," Han Qiubai rolled his eyes, snorted, and said bitterly, "That's right, it's a good decision."

"I'm a normal man with a healthy body and mind, Bai, and I also have physical needs."

"I didn't say anything." He looked away uncomfortably.

"Your body is much more honest than yours." Xiao Jingliu hugged him all the time, and naturally knew every reaction of his, even though it was only a momentary stiffness, he caught it clearly, whispering softly in his ear He laughed and said, "You don't like me touching others, do you? You're jealous."

"You think too much, I was only four years old at that time." Someone's mouth was tight.

341

The fog on the glass window was wiped and wiped again, Xiao Jingliu couldn't stand it after watching it several times, dragged Han Qiubai back to the bed, stuffed him into the soft quilt and hugged him.

"We're about to become conjoined twins," Han Qiubai looked up at the sky, "Aren't you going back to Xiao's house to help with the chores today? It's almost dark."

"The old man and monk Lian are here to help, so I don't need to worry about it. My time these few days is yours, I just need to be with you."

As expected, it was another long kiss.

"I forgot to ask the most critical question." Han Qiubai leaned lazily on Xiao Jingliu's body, "You knew it was me from the beginning, why didn't you tell me about you?"

The person behind was silent for a moment, and the big palms gently landed on his waist and massaged, the strength was just right, Han Qiubai was pressed very comfortably by him, his frown gradually relaxed, and he occasionally uttered a few words. He sighed in satisfaction, like a cat.

"I didn't know you loved me. In my previous life, until you died, I couldn't be sure whether you fell in love with me, or I didn't know whether the person you loved was me or Xiao Xun. After all, at that time, you never said Love. I didn’t leave a good impression on you in my previous life, so I decided to bury the past in this life and start everything again. I will not talk about the past life with you, but only the present life.”

"……Um."

"If it wasn't for Chu Qiao and the others yesterday..." Xiao Jingliu said, "I wanted to keep it from you for the rest of my life."

Han Qiubai knew that since Xiao Jingliu thought so, he would definitely be able to do it.

He also fell silent when he heard Chu Qiao's name, and he was a little dazed, not knowing how to speak.

"They..." He lowered his head after saying two words, and didn't continue to speak.

Xiao Jingliu kissed him on the cheek comfortingly: "I overestimated myself. I don't want to avoid them because of the things in my previous life. I think you understand that there are some fateful things, even if you avoid them, you will encounter them." Instead of letting some uncertain factors fall into invisible places, it is better to put them in the back of your eyes, which is safer."

A real strong person is not afraid of water after drowning, but learns to swim; when bitten by a snake, he is not afraid of snakes, but learns to beat a snake and subdue it.

just avoid and