The King's Altar

"When you bend your knees, your legs become sore..."

"I'll give you a rub."

"Then you go and knead under the quilt, it's cold outside."

Yuan Mingqing took off his coat and got into bed, Li Wudi's naked knees immediately arched into his arms, rubbing against him warmly. "Yesterday I asked you to climb slowly, and rest when you are tired. You didn't listen, but you wanted to be brave..." He warmed his hands, rubbed them together, and then hugged Li Wudi's leg and kneaded it. , "I have been sore for several days."

Li Wudi smiled nonchalantly, "Next time we will climb a higher mountain."

"Then you have to take the cable car."

Li Wudi's bright eyes blinked, and he said happily, "Okay! I've never taken a cable car before."

In the dark and stuffy bed, the soft voice is especially cute and warm, Yuan Mingqing chuckled, "When your legs are not sore, let's choose a snowy day to go."

Li Wudi asked: "Then you can wear a hat and glasses, don't pretend to be a girl, right?"

Yuan Mingqing was taken aback, "Yes, but you can't hold my hand."

Li Wudi was dumb for a moment, disappointed, "Why not?"

"When two men are holding hands, people will always look at you more often. You can be easily recognized." Yuan Mingqing moved up and kissed him on the belly, not daring to speak deeply. You can't encourage a fool with no brains to come out in front of the media.

Li Wudi rolled up the quilt and rolled to the side, his gesture was that he was angry and didn't want to talk to him, but within ten seconds, he stretched out a bare foot to rub his fingers, and muttered: "You can't always pretend to be a girl and a dumb person." ..."

Yuan Mingqing's heart suddenly ached, he smiled wryly and had nothing to talk to, and he had nothing to say to him. When he fell in love with a piano genius, his mentality was like that of a toad eating swan meat. It's impossible for a long time, let alone " forever".

The moody Li Wudi was depressed for a while, and then wagged his tail and approached him for a hug: "Fakemi, have you gone to the cake shop?"

"How do you know?" Yuan Mingqing picked up Li Wudi Lianren with the quilt, hugged his upper body, exposed his bare legs, and squeezed them in; hugged his butt, exposed his shoulders, and squeezed them in again.He wished that the meat rabbit would be shrunk down and shrunk down so that it could be stuffed into his pocket.

Li Wudi pressed the tip of his nose against his sweater, giggling: "I smell it."

"Dog nose, I bought you freshly baked biscuits." Yuan Mingqing bowed his head and kissed, "When will you go home this time?"

"Come back at night, I promised my manager that I won't play and disappeared..." Li Wudi stretched his waist, "Fakemi, Mo Sheng got you a Jade Mountain pass."

"No, I can enter Yuse Mountain with my friend's work permit." Yuan Mingqing felt inexplicably troubled when he thought of Luo Mosheng!

"No! It's not the same," Li Wudi pursed his lips complacently and said happily, "Mo Sheng thought of a good idea, saying that I want to hire a teacher to learn French, and you can come in and out of my house openly, are you happy?"

"This... French..." Yuan Mingqing was dripping with cold sweat.

"Aren't you good at French? You know everything!" Li Wudi is a typical love blindness. When he likes Sasha, he thinks that Sasha is the most beautiful woman in the world; when he likes Fakemi, he thinks Fakemi is an omnipotent superman. .

"Yes, yes, I will." Yuan Mingqing didn't know whether to be happy or flustered: "Did you tell Luo Mo my name?"

"No, he didn't ask." Li Wudi flaunted shaking his head: "My friend is just a little grumpy, but he is a very nice person. If you ask him to help, just nod before asking anything! Super~~ super righteous!"

"What if he asks?" Yuan Mingqing didn't wait for the other party to answer, and immediately asked: "You must never say the words 'Yuan Mingqing'."

Li Wudi was stunned instead: "Who is Yuan Mingqing?"

Yuan Mingqing almost choked to death on his own saliva, and said with a mournful face, "It's me."

Li Wudi slapped his head, "Oh, I remembered, I'm too used to being called Fa Kemi, I forgot your Chinese name."

"Meat Tutu, can you call me by my Chinese name in the future?" Yuan Mingqing admitted that when he first heard "Fakemi", it was really cool and amused, but now he regrets that the other party didn't even know what his real name was. Can't even remember!

"Fakemi is easy to say," Li Wudi shook his head, "It's still very loud! Slop! Fakemi! The name is a perfect match."

Yuan Mingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, held his face in his hands, and said in a good voice: "Meat Tutu, I was wrong. Let me tell you the truth, Fakemi can't be called."

"why?"

"I told you, don't be angry."

Li Wudi looked at him suspiciously, and asked again: "Why?"

"You promise me not to be angry first, and I'll say it."

"Okay! Don't be angry!"

Yuan Mingqing took precautions, first clasped his hands to prevent him from scratching, then smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, and whispered a few words.

Li Wudi only listened halfway, and suddenly his hair exploded, and he yelled angrily: "Fake—fuck! Yuan Mingqing, you liar—"

In the backyard of the small western-style building, no one has cleaned it for a long time. The gravel road is covered by weeds and dead leaves. The flowers of the plants are withered everywhere. A tall maple tree stands by the fence. A huge canopy of the tree was propped up in yellow and bright, dazzlingly bright, and a few leaves fell leisurely as the breeze blew by.

On the white wooden chair, two people sat, talking for a while, then silent for a while, the atmosphere was peaceful and sad.

On the glass of the back door, two people were lying on their stomachs, laughing and fighting each other for a while, the atmosphere was cheerful and enthusiastic.

"Go away! It's my turn to watch!" Jiang Zhaowei, who didn't smell the crisis at all, moved Chen Yuejin's head away, reveling in the beautiful and picturesque scenery, and sighed: "A pair of jade, full of poetry, a hundred years old rare!"

Chen Yuejin, a fan of brain-dead idol dramas, said to his finger: "Mengmeng is more beautiful than TV, I want to sign~"

In the courtyard, Luo Mosheng picked up a maple leaf and twirled it with the handle, "Beile, you know my personality. If I say no, I don't have it. Do you still believe the scandal back then?"

"It doesn't make sense to believe it or not. I don't blame you. Besides, it's not your fault, it's all my fault." Bei Le lowered his eyes to avoid the other party's fiery gaze. He blamed Yuan Mingqing all these years, but in his heart Like Ming Jing, in essence, it was not Yuan Mingqing who separated them, but he himself abandoned his lover. If the love is deep enough, no matter how much a third party disrupts the situation, it will not help.

"Yes, it's meaningless." Luo Mosheng raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, with a sour tone: "How are you and that scumbag?"

"I'm not with him." Belle said truthfully.

Luo Mo paused for a while, his voice trembling: "Why?"

Bei Le turned his head and explained indifferently and concisely: "There is no love."

Young and frivolous, they are a little afraid of each other's feelings, and a little angry, always waiting for the other to show love first.You know that I love you like crazy, and I also know that you love me like hell.But, if you don't tell me, I'll pretend not to understand; if I don't keep you, you'll go wandering and never come back.

Luo Mosheng was a victim, a sharp knife that cut through the veil of their steadfastness. Since then, they no longer concealed their feelings, but they failed to stay together in love as they wished. Cheating, the other controlling the other person's freedom, tossing life and death, everything is not for love, but because of unwillingness.

"It's all the scumbag Yuan Mingqing's fault!" Luo Mosheng became excited and said incoherently: "You have sacrificed so much for me, it is impossible not to love me! We love each other very much, if it wasn't for that bastard! I, I... What is it if I quit?"

Chen Yuejin: "Oh oh oh! It's cute! It's cute!"

Jiang Zhaowei: "Yeah, big star's ass is so up!"

"Beile, believe it or not..." Luo Mosheng lit a cigarette, took a sip slowly, with tears in his eyes: "After we parted from you, I have always been alone."

Chen Yuejin cupped his chest: "Yiyiyi~~ Mengmeng's smoking pose is so handsome! Instant kill!"

Jiang Zhaowei licked his lips: "Pip, puff, the big star's fingers are so beautiful, it's on par with Lord Belle!"

"Don't do this, Mo Sheng!" Bei Le pressed the other person's shoulders, and said the old-fashioned lines apologetically: "I am sorry for you, you hate me like you hate Yuan Mingqing! I am as selfish as him You scum, I have made you miserable. I am not good enough for you! You can find any kind of person, don't try to make a fool of yourself!"

Luo Mosheng took Bei Le's hand, almost pleading: "I don't care, Bei Le! Let's start again!"

"Sorry, I can't." Belle withdrew his hand, his eyes distant, "I'm with someone else."

"Who?"

"That little fool loves me very much. He must be very worried. He has been watching me over there." Belle smiled happily and pointed at the back door without looking.

Chen Yuejin squeezed Jiang Zhaowei away, "The big star is here! He's looking at me! He's looking at me!"

"Who said that? He was obviously looking at me!" Jiang Zhaowei's small body couldn't squeeze the Vajra Barbie away, so he forced his face to the window, half of his face was ugly against the glass, and he grinned ferociously.

"...Which one is it?" Luo Mosheng's mouth twitched.

Bei Le couldn't bear to look at him, and supported his forehead, "The one on the right."

"Is that... a human?"

"It should be." Bei Le wiped his sweat: Jiang Zhaowei, you shameless brat!

Chen Yuejin cast a wink at the big star in a difficult and weird way, "A big star is a big star after all! Eyes are watery~ lips are ruddy~"

"He even has rosy tits!" Jiang Zhaowei simply pressed both lips to the glass and blew kisses "Bobobobo".

Luo Mo's voice was creepy: "...Are you sure he is worried?"

Belle turned his head stiffly, "Okay, let's stop looking at him, where were we talking just now?"

Feng Qu stayed in the living room to work, took care of Li Tanghuang by the way, and asked politely: "Mr. Li...Mr. Li! Do you want juice or coffee?"

Li Tanghuang didn't know what book he was reading, so he answered absent-mindedly, "Ah! Oh! Let's have coffee! Thank you!"

Feng Qu made a pot of coffee, poured out a cup, walked over and handed it to him, "Here, please use."

Li Tanghuang "slapped" the photo album he was looking at, and put it aside with a disgusted expression, "Why are men's photo shoots so revealing? Bah!"

Feng Qu didn't care what he read at all, and said casually: "That book is selling well, do you want it? It's cheap."

"I don't want it!" Li Tanghuang yelled shockingly, as if he was being shocked: "You're only watching it if you're gay!"

Feng Qu: "..."

Li Tanghuang took a sip of coffee, winked for a long time, and said, "Bitter! Can I add some creamer?"

"……no problem."

Li Tanghuang retrieved the photo, flipped through it with endless interest, and muttered: "Damn...this pose is so obscene! I hate these gays the most..."

Feng Qu threw down the small package of creamer, found a fruit-flavored condom, opened it and threw it into the jug, shook it, poured out another cup and handed it to him: "Mr. Li, please use it."

Li Tanghuang smacked his mouth while drinking: "It's much better this time... Huh? Brother Mo Sheng, hasn't he finished talking yet?"

"It is said that they are good friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and they have a lot of conversations," Feng Qu said expressionlessly, "You drink slowly, the whole pot is yours."