Scum smell

"Ah?" Ji Yao reluctantly put down the duck stand, wiped his hands and mouth, and walked up to Zhang He, "What are you doing?" His tone was impatient, but his eyes were shining with joy.He is always like this in front of Zhang He, like a happy fool,

He likes being with me.

Zhang He said in his heart.

It's okay, I like being with him too.He convinced himself.

"Sit down." He patted the seat next to him.

Ji Yao raised his eyebrows, and said, "You don't want others to stick too close to you", and sat down next to him.

He didn't respond at all.

Zhang He tried a few more times, and Ji Yao's reaction was impeccable, even if he was so familiar with Ji Yao, he couldn't see any flaws at all.He gradually dispelled his doubts, and even heaved a sigh of relief, wondering if it was another random suspicion of Ji Yao's lovers.

However, as an intuitive player, he obviously felt that everyone was hiding something from him, and ever since Yu Siyuan's words, his mind was constantly buzzing with alarm bells.

What exactly does Ji Yao mean to him?

Zhang He's face was calm, and he actually had a splitting headache. He subconsciously wanted to avoid that answer. He tried his best to prove it, but he wanted to come to the opposite conclusion. However, this set of arguments convinced his logic and reason, but he couldn't convince him. He already felt something was wrong in his heart.

Zhang He and Ji Yao grew up with amazing similarities in hobbies, dealing with people and things, and way of thinking.However, there is a big difference between Fa Xiao and the two when they encounter problems.

Ji Yao is a cowardly person who always likes to run away from unsolvable problems.

But Zhang He didn't. The things that Ji Yao didn't like to do when he was a child were all his help to deal with the aftermath, but he didn't have anyone to help with the aftermath, so he could only do it by himself—if something went wrong, even if he didn't want to, he had to face it.

He decided to do the big ticket.

So he held Ji Yao's shoulder, pushed him onto the sofa, and pressed him down directly.

At first, Ji Yao thought that Zhang He was trying to play with him, and laughed and scolded: "Zhang He, you are crazy!"

But he is also a man who has rolled over the sheets countless times, and his friends do laugh and slap each other. Straight sand sculptures often play such boring and childish games. It is normal to press people on the bed, but never ——It will never be this kind of posture.

Zhang He bent one leg, inserted it between Ji Yao's legs, and pressed it firmly on his lower abdomen. If this could be construed as slapstick, but when the other party stretched out his right hand and clenched his wrists Tight, Ji Yao couldn't laugh when he raised it above his head.

This hand is strong and powerful, with slender fingers and strong grip. Ji Yao often stared at how it easily grasped the basketball, but he never thought—never dared to think—that it would use this, this way, pinching his two wrists.

He struggled twice, the man was so strong, he didn't break free: "Zhang He, have you drank fake wine?" There was a tremor in his tone that couldn't be concealed.

Zhang He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he was still able to hypnotize himself because Ji Yao was frightened.

He didn't speak, but stretched out his other hand, pulled off the tie, threw it aside, and then tore off the shirt.

This is an action with obvious personality hints.

Yes, really obvious.

Ji Yao obviously looked straight ahead, his breathing suddenly became rapid, his mind went blank, nothing else existed, only Zhang He was left in the world.

For a while he couldn't help but wonder what Zhang He was like on the bed, he was really curious, but Zhang He was a very serious person in this respect, he had never bumped into him once, so every time he When imagining it, I had to use Zhang He during exercise as a model. It should be like that, sweating profusely and aggressive. After all, exercising on the bed is also a kind of exercise.

Besides, he felt that Zhang He was already so sexy when he was exercising seriously, and he didn't dare to look at it. He really couldn't imagine how sexy Zhang He could be.

To this man, he was like a child who had never eaten meat. He was greedy and curious, but he couldn't afford it, so he secretly exhausted his imagination when no one was around, imagining what kind of delicacy it was.

Now he finally saw it—even if he only got a glimpse of it, it had already shaken his mind and left him out of his wits.

Zhang He's heart almost sank to the bottom, but there was still a little bit of hope, because Ji Yao was gay.The look of his eyes being reluctant to blink, maybe it's not because the target is him, but only when a man with good looks is suppressed like this, Ji Yao will be like this.

This is not surprising... After all, Ji Yao is a face control.

Zhang He reckoned that in exchange for this matter, a big beautiful woman would suddenly press on him. Even if he didn't have any feelings for people, he couldn't help but fantasize about it.

He tried hard to convince himself, and Ji Yao was also trying to convince himself - no, Ji Yao has completely lost the ability to think now.

He couldn't help it——in Zhang He's state like this, this, and this, he couldn't think about anything at all, he could only watch blankly as Fa Xiao was pressed down inch by inch, that face was getting closer and closer to him, Ji Yao's whole body was limp, his face was congested and flushed uncontrollably, and his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his chest.

He couldn't bear to look at Zhang He's face, just being pressed down like this, he was about to die, his toes couldn't help curling up, secretly scratching the floor.

What's funny is that at this moment, the only thought that flashed through his mind was worry—not about anything else, but about his own face.

...I was slapped yesterday, isn't it ugly now?

The next second this thought slipped by, he realized that he was thinking too much.Because Zhang He stopped and moved closer, he was looking down at him with a difficult expression.

Ji Yao finally found a little reason, he looked back in a daze, and found that Fa Xiao's emotions... were very strange.

Not only was something wrong, it was downright complicated. He had never seen Zhang He so entangled in his life. If he had to find a description, it would probably be "I want to kill myself".

Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, before he could figure out what was going on, his body froze immediately.

He got it.

——He was hard on Zhang He.

All the confusion and confusion just now dissipated, and his flushed face turned pale in an instant.

Zhang He stood up straight, buttoned his shirt, and went to the balcony to get some air.

Needless to say, they had a tacit understanding for so many years, the meaning of Zhang He's inexplicable behavior, and the meaning of Ji Yao's reaction just now, the two of them knew clearly.

Ji Yao can cover up perfectly in other places, and even deceive himself, but the demeanor just now can't deceive anyone.

“…………………………”

Ji Yao watched Zhang He leave, holding his head, and slowly curled himself up.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

——Have you ever seen a planet exploding in space?

In sci-fi movies, in order to enhance the atmosphere, sound effects are always added to such shots. However, the universe is in a vacuum state and there is no air as a medium. In fact, the explosion of every star is silent.

And Ji Yao is a star that silently collapsed in the universe.

Their atmosphere has never been so rigid, even if they quarrel, even if they are angry with each other, they have never had such a time.Zhang He didn't know how long he stood on the balcony, until his legs were sore, he turned around and asked, "...how long have you been like this?"

It was as if the paused time was pressed to continue, as if everything that happened just now did not exist, Ji Yao straightened up and sat back on the carpet under the coffee table.Ji Yao is very familiar with this carpet. Zhang He rented a house when he was in college and lived outside, so he covered it.

He put on his gloves and continued to bury his head in eating Zhou Hei Ya: "I don't know."

Zhang He felt that his brain was throbbing, and he asked back: "What do you mean 'don't know'? You don't know your own feelings?"

He sincerely hoped that it was only in the recent period, at most after Ji Yao returned to China, Ji Yao suddenly found out, ah, I haven't seen you for a few years, I turned out to be quite handsome as a young boy.If it takes longer, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it.It's not disgusting or disgusting, but, he would want to kill that idiot himself.

Ji Yao still ate there with his head down. He used Zhang He's favorite way of eating - tearing off the meat from the duck rack one by one, stacking them together, and eating them when he had saved enough.He is very busy with his hands, and he still has time to argue with Zhang He: "I really don't know, haven't you heard the saying, 'Love doesn't know where it starts, but it goes deeper', I guess I am in this state."

What he said seems to be true, but it also seems to be lying. Ji Yao is always like this. There is no certainty in what he says. Zhang He is very angry when he hears it. , Qi said: "Don't talk nonsense again, I am asking you very seriously—"

Halfway through Zhang He's words, he got stuck in his throat, because he saw the water droplets hitting the glass of the coffee table, they were still gathering, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear the sound of "slapping".

"..." Zhang He stared blankly at the small water stain.

"Don't ask, Zhang He, I beg you not to ask." Ji Yao still buried his head in peeling his duck cage, "Could it be that you know, can you change anything?"

Do you want to tell this stupid big guy in front of you, I love you, I have loved you since my adolescence, I have loved you since I was pulled behind you to protect you, I have loved you since the moment I met you , I have loved you for as many years as we have grown.

Please, this kind of words will make Zhang He collapsed with guilt, is there any other use for it?

No.

"..." Zhang He's Adam's apple slid twice, and slowly spit out two words, "Sorry."

"Tch." Ji Yao suddenly smiled when he heard the words, and hooked his fingers at Zhang He: "Zhang He, come here, give me a kiss."

Zhang He approached him hesitantly, their faces were so close, Zhang He could even clearly see how tears accumulated in Ji Yao's eye sockets, and then rolled down.Zhang He stopped at the distance between the two breathing together.

Ji Yao pulled his wrist, suppressing the trembling in his voice: "Zhang He, you are... dear!"

Zhang He couldn't bear to turn his face away.

Ji Yao is his childhood friend, brother, sister, son, and even occasionally works part-time as a kitten or puppy. He is his half body, flesh and blood, friend, companion, and pet, but he is not a lover.

Zhang He held Ji Yao's wrist stretched out to him, his eyelashes drooping.

"Ji Yao."

He looked at his hair, "It makes me feel that we are incest."

This is a strong sense of immorality.

It's just suffocating.

"...So, that's right! I'm so sorry!" Ji Yao withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, raised his head, tried hard to keep the tears from flowing too hard, and scolded, "You're right, what are you guilty of— —I can fuck you!"

To be honest, he didn't know why he was so wronged and felt so uncomfortable. He obviously knew this kind of result a long time ago, and he wasn't even surprised at all, and he never even thought of it as a fluke.

The most beautiful and most beautiful dream he had was just assuming that he was a girl, and Zhang He’s childhood sweetheart, they fell in love in junior high school, had sex in high school, talked about college all the time, had sex secretly, each other was first love, first kiss, first night, and they ended up after graduation Married, he also gave birth to a little Ahe to Zhang He.

That dream was so beautiful, he woke up smiling.But he only dared to dream. In real life, he didn't have the slightest hope that Zhang He would fall in love with himself as a boy.

Obviously he knew it a long time ago, he really knew it, but he just... feels uncomfortable.

"Fuck!" He swears, wiped his face indiscriminately, and then hurriedly turned around, not wanting to let Zhang He see him crying so hard—it wasn't because he was worried about his embarrassing appearance. He simply and instinctively believed that Zhang He would feel uncomfortable when he saw him suffer, and he didn't want Zhang He to feel uncomfortable, it was as simple as that.

Damn, this guy obviously loves him so much, can't he like him?Even a little bit is fine.

Thinking of this, Ji Yao became even more sad, as if his tear glands had opened, he pressed his eyes irritably, and simply squatted on the ground with his back to Zhang He, buried his head in his arms, and decided to cry out loud up.

Zhang He still stood where he was, his eyes flickering, and there seemed to be tears in the same way.He knew that the best way to deal with it at this time was to leave quietly, leaving Ji Yao alone to deal with his feelings, and then act as if nothing had happened.

But—but ah.

Ji Yao lowered his head and cried until he was dark. He didn't talk about his image or demeanor, like a child who had been wronged by the world, and even his nose was dripping. At this moment, a pair of big hands suddenly held his head gently. Suddenly, Ji Yao raised his head in astonishment, and saw Zhang He's slightly frowning face.

The man held up Ji Yao's chin with his palm, which was rough due to years of playing ball, and stretched out his thumb to wipe away the tears on his cheeks. Then, just like when he was a child, he wiped his snot with his sleeve indiscriminately. The gesture was still Zhang He's style. Simple and rude, not gentle at all.

"Don't cry...don't cry...what do you want? Apart from this, I really can't give it——whatever you want, apart from it, brother will give you everything... okay?"

This person is Ji Yao, who grew up with him, knows all his joys, sorrows and joys, and is Ji Yao who shared almost every part of his life with him.Other than this, as long as it can stop Ji Yao from crying, he can't wait to dig out his heart.

Other than that—other than that, he would give him anything.

To Ji Yao, things seemed to be simple straight and curved, but to him it was not.

Ji Yao looked at Zhang He fixedly, and Zhang He also looked at him with a frown.

"Then," Ji Yao said slowly, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he spoke intermittently, which sounded ridiculous, "Marry Xu Yeye, I don't want to affect your relationship because of my affairs. When you're married—after you're married..."

He was so heartbroken that he lost his voice, as if he had returned to the time when he couldn't say a word in the cafe four years ago.He pinched his thigh desperately, scratched the floor with his nails hard, and pressed his throat. He tried back and forth several times before he could make a sound: "After marriage, before she gets pregnant and gives birth to little A-He, We… we all—"

His whole body was trembling with pain, and his voice trembled out of shape: "Don't... don't meet in private, private..."

At this moment, Zhang He really felt what pain is.

It was a severe pain that seemed to traverse his soul, tearing his whole life in half.

"—Ah, Ah He... Brother... Brother."

He loves him that much.

Love like that.

Next:

——Ji Yao took it over and took a look. It was the marriage certificate he and Wen Lin had issued in Las Vegas back then, and there were his and Wen Lin's signatures underneath.

——At first, everyone acted well, but you suddenly felt the truth, isn't it a bit too embarrassing?