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Ji Yao's heart was shaking, and he kept beating non-stop: "No...no..."

Looking at his evasive look, Zhang He raised his thick black eyebrows: "You..."

Ji Yao's voice also started to tremble, he kept swallowing, his mind was running wild uncontrollably, the fear in his heart was as much as anticipation, and he was almost suffocated: "I... what am I?"

His rationality was screaming, tell him not to shake, at least not so obviously, don't think about it as soon as he gets into this, he didn't say anything, he just went to his own excited orgasm.But he really couldn't control it, he couldn't help jumping for joy, thinking that Zhang He is such a Buddha, he doesn't care about anything, suddenly he has the leisure to ask, did he suddenly look back and find him standing in the dimly lit place?

Otherwise, why is Zhang He doing this, he is so lazy, so slow, is it, is it... is it suddenly enlightened, and you want to confess to him?

It's not impossible, after all, I'm handsome and talented, and their relationship is still so strong, maybe Zhang He suddenly got the hang of it.If Emma is really the case, what should he do? Should he be more reserved and say that I have to think again, or just pounce on him and take off his clothes. To be honest, he has guarded him for so many years, but he has been so honest that he dare not even think about it. , but actually...he was really curious about Zhang He's size...

Zhang He was completely unaware of Ji Yao's whirling thoughts, he asked, "Can you come straight back?"

Like a bucket of ice water being poured down on the head, Ji Yao's uncontrollable, frenzied heart instantly cooled down.

He didn't become angry from embarrassment, didn't feel resentment, or even embarrassment, he was just helpless.But no matter how many times I tried, I still didn't learn well.He felt that he was a shitting dog who had been beaten time and time again by his master, but he just didn't remember the lesson.

He was almost sure that the next time he faced Zhang He, if the other party said such a sentence out of nowhere, he would still think about it.

Even though he is such an old man, why is his mind full of thoughts only of teenagers and girls.

He raised his eyes to look at Zhang He, Zhang He was also looking down at him, the distance was very close, if Ji Yao wanted to, as long as he slightly raised his head, he could kiss Zhang He's lips.

Zhang He was totally defenseless, he didn't know what kind of nasty thoughts he was thinking in his heart.His eyes were still calm, steady without heaving.

He didn't mean anything malicious when he asked Ji Yao—as a straight man, he didn't know what it was like to be gay, and he couldn't figure out what they were thinking. I have to go through it", so I thought that Ji Yao had changed his gender and wanted to get married—in terms of his straight man thinking, this was equivalent to Ji Yao saying that he could come back straight.

Ji Yao smiled self-deprecatingly: "Zhang He, you may not believe me, but I really want to come back."

Zhang He frowned: "No?"

Ji Yao shook his head: "Not at all."

No one would believe it if he said it out, obviously Ji Yao had been out to him for so many years, but they had never had a good relationship, and they had talked about this topic seriously.

Probably because the two are too familiar, it would be embarrassing to say these things. They missed the time and brought it up later, always feeling that it was not the case.

Zhang He didn't know what Ji Yao was thinking, anyway, he found it hard to accept at first, but after doing a good job of psychological training, Ji Yao had already started to mess around.So he felt that iron could not be made into steel, and he was so busy teaching Ji Yao not to be too rough, but forgot to discuss the cause with him in detail - he subconsciously felt that Ji Yao was probably curious, to try new things, and when he got tired of playing, he would be mature enough Then have a good talk with him.

As a result, Ji Yao suddenly left the country without making a sound. He just broke up with Xu Yeye at that time, and he was really depressed for a few days. Then Wen Lin ran to his place overnight and asked Ji Yao where he had gone.

He was stunned, and when he went home and asked, he found out that Ji Yao had escaped.He called Ji Yao and scolded him bloody. Ji Yao said with a smile that there were too many peach blossom debts in China, and he went abroad to avoid the limelight, and told him to take good care of each other's parents.

At that time, Zhang He thought of the Shura field next to this guy, and immediately believed it, and told Ji Yao that he was at home, so that he could rest assured, but don't make too much noise, and be careful of AIDS.

As a result, four years passed in a flash.

In the past few years, Ji Yao has expressed his attitude through behavior, no, no, no, he just loves men, the most important thing is to be happy and romantic, it is useless when he is mature, and it is useless when he grows up.

After Ji Yao gave him positive feedback this time, the last hope in Zhang He's heart was also shattered.

He let out a long breath, leaned back, and leaned against the bedpost for a while, his expression was very gloomy, which made Ji Yao feel a little uneasy—this person has always been very timid when it comes to hair—and after a long while Finally, Zhang He pondered, and slowly said in a solemn tone: "In the past two years when we have not been in touch, I have thought a lot, and I feel that I am also wrong in my attitude towards you."

Ji Yao was startled in an instant, and he didn't have time to think about the little thoughts that hurt the spring and the autumn, so he rushed over and asked worriedly: "Zhang He, what's the matter?"

Zhang He turned his head and looked at him deeply, his voice was very low, his two brows were furrowed, and there were two creases between his brows: "...Did I treat you badly?"

This man was silent and indifferent, and lived a straightforward and rough life.Although he has a clever mind, his linear thinking makes him destined not to have a delicate heart. He takes it for granted that since I am like this, so is Ji Yao.

As the eldest brother, he upholds the principle of absolute fairness, and half of the resources are allocated to each person. As long as he has, Ji Yao will have it.

But that's it, nothing more.

He couldn't figure out what Ji Yao was thinking since he was a child. In fact, the two of them didn't talk too much when they were young. Do you have to be a bosom friend or something—he ignored all of Ji Yao's emotional appeals during his long growth period.

In the past, he was always impatient, looking coldly at Ji Yao, a big man who thinks about things all day long, and still looks like he regards dating as a career, he really doesn't understand.

He thought it was hypocritical.

The man raised his broad palm, as if he wanted to rub Ji Yao's hair like before, but when he remembered that they were all grown up, the palm fell on his face and rubbed it hard twice: "I Not to bother you—although you do sometimes—but... tsk, I mean, that's what I am..."

There was an accident after Ji Yao went abroad, although half of it was caused by Ji Yao himself, but when Zhang He rushed to the United States and saw the other party lying in the ward, he still wanted to kill those scumbags.

Half worried and half angry, they were arguing upside down in the ward. He originally wanted to beat Ji Yao up, but seeing that guy's mess, he still couldn't do it. They exchanged harsh words with each other, and he just held back like this He left in a fit of anger.

In fact, he was only angry for a week, but Ji Yao didn't contact him again. He was really angry now, and he couldn't bear to look for Ji Yao, so the two of them have been stubborn until now.

Hearing that Ji Yao was coming yesterday, he went to buy Zhou Hei Ya after dinner, and then went back to the room to re-floor the carpet.

While laying the carpet, he thought, forget it, why bother with a two hundred and fifty, forget it, just let him go.

So let him bow his head first.

Ji Yao's tears suddenly fell down.

The unwillingness, longing, envy, and hesitation that had troubled him for many years, along with his deformed and shady thoughts, were all smoothed out by Zhang He's words.

enough.In this not-so-gentle sentence, he had already received enough comfort.

In this world, there is such a person who, even with just a single sentence, can soothe a heart distorted by abnormality, make people feel satisfied, and bring tears to their eyes.

Ji Yao has never realized so deeply how good the man he loves, cherishes, and desires is.

The last time they quarreled in the United States, in fact, he regretted it after he said the harsh words, and he kept on not looking for Zhang He after that, not because he couldn't save face, but because he was afraid.

He was really...really...terrified.

Taking advantage of the space where Fa Xiao buried his face in his palms, Ji Yao bent down, knelt down in front of his feet, carefully looked up at the man's face, his appearance was almost humble.

When Zhang He raised his head, he saw him grinning, still in his usual heartless manner: "After all the fucking heart and soul, it's almost enough to let me suck your blood, isn't it enough? Zhang He, you fucking haven't been a father enough yet?"

They have no blood relationship. To put it bluntly, they are just "neighbor's sons". Zhang He has no obligation to do anything for himself—what's more, isn't he doing enough for him?

Zhang He is only a few days older than him, and has been asked to take care of him since he was a child, and he has to be close to him for food and fun. Zhang He is used to it, and he doesn't even feel that there is anything wrong. Crane's reaction is always to review himself "Is it because I haven't done enough", not "You want too much".

But this is not right.

One cannot be greedy.

This person has no responsibility, let alone an obligation, to take on another person's life.

To like a flower is to pluck it; to love a flower is to water it. ①

To like someone is to get him; but to love someone is to avoid him far away.

He has paid enough for him.

The thoughts in his heart are very literary and sentimental, but Zhang He...is destined to be out of touch with these things.Fa Xiaowen Yan nodded, said yes, and then began to roll up his sleeves with a slumped face.

Ji Yao: "?????"

Wait, brother, what are you doing?

While rolling up his sleeves, Zhang He said calmly, "Although I think men should have a glass of wine to end their grievances, but you are a motherfucker, so it doesn't count—that's why I was just wrangling with you for so long—" —Damn, you’ve got a lot of guts when you go abroad, right? It’s been so many years since I’ve made mistakes with me——I admit that I’m wrong, and I’ve done my self-examination just now. After all, we didn’t have a good time meeting last time, so please be careful I'm sorry the liver left a shadow."

Ji Yao: "..."

He watched Zhang He slowly roll up his sleeves, and then began to move his fists again. His knuckles cracked when they were pulled, and he huddled into a ball, shivering in the corner of the wall.

Zhang He was still unhurried: "Then, now, let's talk about what you said last time."

The hair on Ji Yao's back exploded, and the whole person bounced off the ground like a cat, and rushed towards the door.However, he is fast, but he is not as fast as Zhang He, a monster who grew up on the spirit of hope (Note: pig feed makes pigs grow tall and strong, pigs that have eaten say it is good). Holding Ji Yao's neck, he slipped him back.

Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao scratched his neck and felt helpless, his breath was dying, and he felt like he was about to take a pill.

At this moment, both of them were on the carpet next to the bed, one was sitting and the other was being dragged. Zhang He squeezed the back of Ji Yao's neck, and directly pressed his face into the bed to rub, the veins on his forehead popped and the voice was rarely gnashing his teeth: "I still remember what you said last time - how dare you call me cheap? How dare you tell me to get out? Huh? You are so strong, Ji Yao, how dare you yell at me? Huh?"

Every time he "hmm", he exerted force on his wrist, pushing Ji Yao down. Ji Yao was lying on the carpet, the back of his head was being pressed, he couldn't move, his limbs were flailing wildly, like a capitalized frog dancing wildly.jpg .

"Ooooooooooooooooooooo brother! I was wrong! I was wrong, oh, oh, oh, oh!" His voice was trapped in the quilt, muffled, and it sounded really... very, very miserable.

Big Demon King Zhang was unmoved, still rubbing against Ji Yao with his slumped face: "Is there a next time?"

"It's gone! Brother! Uncle! Dad! I made a mistake and let it go ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh which!"

"Bastard? Who do you call a bastard?"

"Ouch fuck-me! I'm a bastard!"

"Who do you want to fuck?"

"You!——oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I was wrong"

"Say it again?"

"Suffocation is about to suffocate—no one can do it! Are you a man, such a mother————"

The four elders downstairs who were playing mahjong in the entertainment room were very calm when they heard Ji Yao's faint screams.

"Yao, I was taken care of by Ah He." Zhang's father took a long shot, paused, listened carefully for a while, and said happily, "It seems to be quite miserable."

Mother Ji snorted coldly: "It's interesting enough not to discount his legs." After speaking, she touched the cards and smiled happily, "Nonsense!"

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Note ①: This sentence is not original, I forgot what the original sentence is, many, many years ago, um, I saw it in QQ space when I was in junior high school—yes, that’s right, QQ space—I was shocked at that time, turning over and over again Read it several times, and specially copied it in the notebook 2333