POW camp

Lan Ting was hung in the open space of the prison for two full days and two nights.On the morning of the third day, Laut left Fancheng to go to the front line, and Hovis ordered someone to put him down and send him to his office.

After two days and two nights of water and rice, Lan Ting's body was extremely weak, showing symptoms of dehydration, and was unconscious.Clothes torn by the whip hung on his body, coagulating with the dried blood. Hovis had to moisten the wound with clean warm water, and carefully tore off the broken pieces of cloth bit by bit.Then wipe off the blood, apply medicine, and give drips.Lan Ting had a high fever and his body was astonishingly hot. Hovis wiped his palms and feet with alcohol to cool him down.

Lan Tingan lay quietly, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned.

In Howes' impression, it was rare for this kid to be so honest, he was always tireless like a little leopard, aggressive and never bowed his head.Even if you are injured, you should stare at you viciously, lick your wounds, and jump up to continue.But when Lan Ting really calmed down, you could take a closer look at him, only to find that his eyelashes were thick, his upper lip was a little turned up, and there was a small mole on his right cheek near the earlobe.The earlobe was fleshy, Hovis vividly remembered, and it felt good to lick.If Lan Ting is genuinely happy and laughs, there will be a kind of childishness and simplicity that escapes.It's a pity that this kind of smile is rarely shown in front of Hovis.The way the two of them get along is always very weird, it was the same during the special training, and it is still the same here.

Admire each other openly and secretly, but always have to be sarcasm; clearly can trust each other, always express doubts; know that only the other party can be relied on, but always keep a distance.

Hovis knew well that the biggest responsibility lay with him. He was attracted by Lan Ting's dazzling light and couldn't help but want to get closer step by step, but every time he deliberately created conflicts because of his own darkness.Out of reason, Hovis should completely separate himself from this young man, keep them out of contact, or forget them completely, but he can't do it; out of emotion, he can also be desperate, abandon everything, and fall happily once, but he Can't do it either.

Howes must admit that, deep down, he is still selfish.He hoped that even if he never saw Lan Ting again in his life, he would leave the deepest imprint on that young man's heart.Maybe after a long, long time, when I am in a strange place that no one knows, I will become a piece of rotten soil. Lan Ting will still think of myself in the bright sunshine, or under the bright starlight, or in the gentle breeze. , and then scolded with a smile: "That person, he was the one I hated the most back then!"

Who would have guessed that he would meet Lan Ting here, in the prisoner-of-war camp.Who can guess? ...

Hovis smiled bitterly and tenderly, he lightly kissed Lan Ting's smooth forehead, sighed, and stood by the bed.

After all, he was in good health, and Lan Ting woke up at midnight.He opened his eyes slowly, and it took him a while to figure out where he was, and found that his mouth was very thirsty.

A slight movement caused indescribable pain all over his body, and Lan Ting had to lie down. He tilted his head and saw Hovis lying on the side of the bed, as if asleep, holding his hand with one hand.

Lan Ting pulled his hand back unceremoniously, but as soon as he moved, Hovis woke up immediately, raised his head, and met Lan Ting's gaze.He raised the corner of his lips tiredly and mockingly: "Congratulations, you are not dead yet."

Lan Ting rolled his eyes, he wanted to say: Don't you just like to watch me half-dead?It's a pity that just opened his mouth, his dry throat refused to spit out a word.

Hovis picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in the warm water in the cup, and handed it to Lan Ting's lips.Lan Ting held it in his mouth, feeling the refreshing coolness, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"I've made arrangements, and it is estimated that there will be another rescue soon." Hovis looked at the little liquid left in the drip bottle, pulled out the needle on the back of Lan Ting's hand, and pressed it carefully for a while, He didn't let go of his hand until he confirmed that there would be no more blood flowing out, and packed up his things.

Lan Ting was silent.He is not a fool, of course he knows how difficult it is to arrange a rescue plan in such a critical situation, it would be too hypocritical to say that he has no gratitude in his heart.But he was unwilling to reveal it, and it took him a long time to say in a muffled voice, "Thank you."

"You don't have to." Hovis didn't see the gentle look on Lan Ting's coma just now on his face, and he seemed to draw out his voice reluctantly, "I'll be thankful if you don't cause me any more trouble, please Run away properly this time, don't always get into trouble, let me follow behind and clean your ass."

Lan Ting glared at him angrily, he should have guessed it long ago.This Howes, like poison on his mouth, always has the ability to wipe out the emotions of others in the next second.He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but it was a pity that just lifting the quilt already made him frown in pain.

Hovis hurried over: "What do you want to do?"

Lan Tingquan pretended not to hear, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, moving his legs little by little like a patient with sequelae who couldn't control his hands and feet.Howes frowned: "What on earth do you want?" Lan Ting ignored him.But Hovis could also see that Lan Ting wanted to get out of bed.

He stretched out his hand to hold Lan Ting's arm: "You have to continue to apply medicine to your injury, and you can't walk now."

Lan Ting lowered his head, unyieldingly moved his legs to the ground, and tried to stand up unsteadily, but was pushed down by Hovis and sat back on the bed.

"Okay." Hovis said a little annoyed, rather helplessly, "I'll get you what you want."

Lan Ting bit his lip, turned his face away, didn't look at Hovis, and wanted to get up on his own.

"I said, what the hell are you trying to do?!" Hovis paused as soon as he yelled the last word, and his long-standing memories flooded back. This scene was too familiar.He paused for a moment, with a wonderful expression on his face, and asked tentatively, "Lan Ting, don't you want to...go to the bathroom..."

Lan Ting's face suddenly turned red to the base of his ears, and even the earlobes were pink.He said angrily in a gruff voice, "It's up to you!"

Hovis smiled, very maliciously. "Aiya." He pretended to say, "Why are you still so shy? Is there any place on your body that I haven't seen? Just tell me if you have a request. I'll go through fire and water." As he spoke, he took out a When the patient's urinal came, he proudly said, "Look, I've prepared everything for you."

Lan Ting's face was as red as blood, and the angry flames rushed up, and he shouted in a low voice: "Go to hell!"

"Very shy, Lan Ting." Hovis smiled, "What are you afraid of, you used it about a few hours ago..."

"Get out! Get the fuck out of me!" Lan Ting wished he could pass out immediately, and he didn't have the strength to beat him, so he beat the bed in anger, "Get out of here!"

Hovis stopped teasing him, leaned over and gently but unquestionably picked up Lan Ting, walked into the bathroom, and put him down.There was an unknown light in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "It seems that you have forgotten all the half a month of our peaceful coexistence, Lan Ting. However, I can't forget it, everything is as clear as yesterday." Before Lan Ting could respond, Hovis walked out of the bathroom and closed the door gently.

That half month!Lan Ting was ashamed, embarrassed and angry, fortunately he still had the face to mention it.That half month!

Even if Lan Ting is unwilling, he must admit that in some respects, Hovis is indeed excellent.He can always complete all the tasks with ease, and sit lazily on the target, watching them run over panting.Lan Ting is undoubtedly a top-notch soldier, and even the instructor appreciates it very much.But Hovis was always a little better, a little better.

Lan Ting is not a small-minded person, never has been. He admires an opponent stronger than himself, let alone his comrade-in-arms.Coupled with Hovis's most flirtatious face used to deceive women, it is easy to give people a good impression without knowing his true face.They could have been very good friends, friends for life.

"Who will be friends with him?" Hovis arrogantly crossed his legs, swirled the amber liquid in the cup, and said casually, "That Persian cat with aristocratic blood is the most suitable for warming my bed."

No one laughed, and all eyes were on Hovis's back, with brilliant expressions.Hovis turned around casually, and saw Lan Ting who was furious to the extreme, but he didn't care, and raised his eyebrows fearlessly: "Why, are you so impatient?"

Vengeance!Vengeance!From then on, every time Lan Ting played against Howes, he was like crazy. He must beat that bastard and make him beg for mercy!

But every time it's a little bit, just a little bit.Every time, Hovis pressed him under him, whispering ambiguously: "This posture is just right..."

Anger accumulated to the peak, and finally irrational behavior occurred.

Lan Ting fell heavily to the ground again, panting heavily, sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.Hovis threw down his weapon and stretched out his hand: "You lost again, Lan Ting." Lan Ting looked at the fake smile on his face, and suddenly picked up the dagger that fell beside him, exhausted all his strength and stood up. Take a straight stab!

The coach yelled in panic, "Lanting, stop!"

It was already too late, blood spattered out, burning eyes.Since then, Hovis has an ugly scar on his hand.

Lan Ting knew that it was all his fault, he calmed down and felt very depressed.No matter how hateful Hovis is, he is still a comrade in arms. It is a great crime for Ole to kill each other.He was willing to accept any punishment, even a public apology to Hovis.

But Lan Ting never expected that the punishment would be like this.

The eccentric and almost perverted instructor raised his woman's watery almond eyes, and looked back and forth between the two: "What should I do, you two, this kind of conflict is difficult to mediate. You hate each other, there is no trust at all, why? What to do?"

He brushed his hair like a golden waterfall, squinted his eyes: "How about this, I will lock Lan Ting's hand for half a month. All of Lan Ting's affairs will be taken care of by Hovis, and the two of you can leave it alone for the time being." Participate in training." He spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "It's pretty good anyway, isn't it?"

Vicious instructor, vicious idea.Lan Ting's heart turned cold, but he didn't dare to refute, and it would be even worse to refute.He could only obediently turn his hands away and let the beautiful instructor cuff his wrists.Can you imagine the misery?The two were locked in a room, and Lan Ting could only move his legs freely.You need Hovis to feed you to eat, you need Hovis to make your bed, you need Hovis to put your pants on, you need Hovis to bathe you, and you need Hovis to bathe you, and you need Hovis to even...

Three days later, the beautiful instructor raided for inspection, and saw Lan Ting angrily kicking a mouthful of food that Hovis had handed over to the ground.

"Tsk tsk." The beautiful instructor said, "He's so angry. Hovis, you can actually help him vent his anger. It's not good for your health if you wait too long."

Lan Ting always thought that Hovis would take this opportunity to humiliate him greatly, and he would never miss it every moment.He has already made full mental preparations, to be patient, he said to himself, to be patient, you made a mistake once.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the opposite.Since the two of them lived together, Hovis did not show the slightest intention to embarrass Lan Ting.He feeds and dresses properly, moves gently and patiently, and is very careful, avoiding any possibility of embarrassing Lan Ting.Sometimes Lan Ting loses his temper because of his impatience, but he just smiles, even implying a bit of pampering.

After seven or eight days, even Lan Ting was a little embarrassed.He is definitely the kind of person who eats soft but not hard.If you stab him with a sword, he will stab back with a thousand swords; but if you give him a lollipop, he can buy the whole store and return it to you.Lan Ting suddenly felt that Hovis was not that bad, maybe it was just a misunderstanding at the beginning, after all, dirty jokes are too common in the army.

The two lived a peaceful life that they had never had before, and the speed at which they developed a tacit understanding was simply amazing. No. 12 Tian beauty coach came to make a surprise inspection again, and saw Lan Ting lying lazily on the big sofa, reading a book and sharing an apple with Hovis side by side.

"It's not bad." The beauty coach was very satisfied, "The punishment should end early, and report to me tomorrow morning."

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Lan Ting suddenly felt a sense of loss from Hovis on the side.

That night, something happened.Afterwards, Lan Ting was very puzzled, was it planned for a long time, or did it happen naturally?Or maybe, as the beautiful instructor said, they accumulated too much.

Lying on the bed, the two of them both knew that this was the last night, and both of them felt some inexplicable and chaotic feelings in their hearts.They turned their heads in unison, looking at each other.Hovis's eyes are deep, like the sea covered by the thick night, under the calm and waveless sea, there are hidden torrents and undercurrents.Lan Ting felt a little weird, a little embarrassed, and seemed a little impulsive.He opened his mouth to say something, but Hovis suddenly rushed over and kissed his lips.

They didn't make it to the last step. If that was the case, Lan Ting would resist to the end even if his hands and feet were chained, let alone his hands.

It's just that Hovis uses his hands.The addictive entanglement of tongue and tongue, the kneading and slapping with a little tingling, the rapid and powerful strokes, the skin touching and breathing.Hovis even lowered his head and used his mouth... A brand new feeling stimulated every cell in Lan Ting's body to scream wildly, and he groaned impatiently.

After everything was over, Lan Ting was still in the thick aftertaste, trembling all over.Hovis lay on top of him, and could clearly feel each other's heartbeats, "bang bang bang bang", so consistent.

"Hey." Lan Ting called him softly, wanting to say, "That's really good." But he didn't have a chance to speak.Hovis stretched out his arms to prop himself up, looked down at him, and slowly raised one corner of his lips.That posture, that demeanor, was exactly the same as when Lan Ting was knocked to the ground countless times in the past.He said, his voice languid with sensuality, and the sarcasm was clear when he said: "As I said, you're best suited for bed-warming."

At that moment, Lan Ting suddenly wanted to take a submachine gun and shot him!

There were several knocks on the door, and Hovis said outside, "Lanting, are you okay?"

"I can't die." Lan Ting shook his head vigorously, as if trying to shake off those memories that were not good at all, and barely stood up.Hovis heard movement inside and said, "I'm coming in," and opened the door.He looked Lan Ting up and down a few times to make sure that the scars on the other party's body were not cracked again, and then he leaned against the door with his arms folded: "I thought you were constipated."

"It's okay to see that you are not constipated." Lan Ting retorted without showing any weakness.

Hovis lowered his eyelids halfway, and his eyes fell on Lan Ting's waist.Lan Ting said in shame and indignation: "What are you looking at?"

"I haven't grown much." Hovis said seriously, "I didn't notice it before, but now it looks like it's still so small."

"It doesn't take much to fuck you." Lan Ting said viciously.

Hovis shrugged and came to support Lan Ting's crumbling body: "You'd better eat something first, I have to send you back soon, otherwise they will get suspicious."

"I can't wish for it." Lan Ting wished he could just leave.