Brother Jack, don't kill me!

Lott turned his head and asked, "Really?"

Xia Youjie replied as if swearing: "Really."

Luo Te looked over, he stared at Xia Youjie for a long time, then he raised the corners of his mouth and pulled out an unusually bright smile.

Lott came closer, he hugged Xia Youjie's neck, his soft white hair rubbed against Xia Youjie's chin because of his movements, Xia Youjie stretched out his hand involuntarily, and stroked his hair.

Luo Te buried Xia Youjie's neck and shoulders, exhaled hot and humid breath along with his words, and he said with a smile: "Thank you, Jie."

Xia Youjie's throat rolled subconsciously, he lowered his head and said, "You're welcome."

Xia Youjie wants to say that no one wants an annoying father who is as stupid as a monkey.

But Xia Youjie couldn't say it.

Because Lot raised his head and bit his lips lightly.

A light kiss.

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, he laughed and said, "I will do it."

The boy made a very solemn promise.

Lott said: "Then I will, I will wait."

Lott repeated, his words softened, and he said, "I'll wait for you to pick me up."

Fireworks exploded in the sky again.

Under the brilliant firelight, Xia Youjie looked at Lotte's face and felt that something was not real.

He likes that smile.

But the time is fast approaching.

The hour hand moved quickly, and at the moment the bell rang, Lott suddenly became alert, and he asked, "What time is it?"

It's eight o'clock.

There was still an hour before Lot's father returned.

Lot lowered his eyes and said, "I'm going back, Jay."

So Xia Youjie stood up, and he reached out his hand to the boy sitting on the ground.

Luo Te raised his head to look at Xia Youjie, smiled, and covered his hands, he was pulled by Xia Youjie to stand up.

It was indeed time to go back.

Lotte was sent back to the mansion, and he waved to Xia Youjie through the iron gate of the garden to say goodbye.

Xia Youjie stood where he was. He watched the white-haired boy open the door and disappear into the light behind the door before turning around.

Lotter walked into the mansion.

Charles was standing at the door, and when he saw Lott coming in, he sighed and said, "I'm back."

Lott nodded, and he asked, "How is Mom?"

Charles was silent for a while, he shook his head and said, "Not very good."

Lotter said, "I want to go and see my mother."

Charles said, "Okay."

Lotter followed him upstairs and into his mother's bedroom.

The decoration inside is very simple, the curtains are all drawn, so there is no light, and it looks a bit gloomy.

Charles turned on the light, and Lot saw his mother lying on the bed.

She was weak, pale, with empty eyes, alive as if dead.

When Lott approached, his mother stretched out her hand from under the quilt, as if trying to grab something.

Lotte's wrist was grabbed, and the woman grabbed it very hard, and at first there was a bloodstain on his hand.

Lott took a breath in pain, and he heard the woman calling his name in a low voice with some excitement.

same as before.

Mom still isn't getting better.

Lot lowered his eyes, and he heard his mother repeatedly calling his name in inarticulate words.

Charles came closer and said, "She's always been like this, and she never gets better."

"It's going to be all right," Lott said, even if he wasn't sure what would be all right, he just said, "Everything will be all right."

Charles was silent, and then he said, "Mom may have been like this all her life."

Charles said softly, almost in a murmur, "Who wants their mother to be a parasite all their lives?"

Lott turned his head, looked at his elder brother, and asked, "If I become seriously ill, will I become... like my mother?"

Charles thought about it, and he said, "No."

Lott asked: "Brother, can we leave? Take mother together—"

Charles shook his head.

Lott sighed, and he said, "But you can leave, can't you, brother? Father never restricts your actions."

Charles retorted: "That's because he never cared about me."

Charles seemed to have been poked by something. He took a deep breath and said, "No. Nothing."

"I live for you and my mother."

Charles laughed, looked over with his golden eyes, and said, "So I have no reason to leave alone."

……

Xia Youjie often comes to Wiltshire's mansion.

Although he often came here secretly, like a thief.

Charles frowned every time he opened the door, then silently pointed to the room below.

Xia Youjie said thank you, walked down the stairs, and knocked on the basement door.

Sometimes Lott would open the door right away, and sometimes he was still sleeping, and he would wake up after a while after hearing the noise, and walk over to open the door, rubbing his misty eyes.

Xia Youjie stood at the door, he withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Here I am again."

Luo Te would hug Xia Youjie.

His voice always subconsciously carried a hint of coquettishness, as if it was someone who was especially kind to him, and he said: "You are finally here, I miss you so much, Jie."

Obviously they haven't been apart for long.

Xia Youjie lowered his head and laughed. He saw Lott buried in his neck, so he patted Lott on the back and said, "Go in."

Lotte murmured "Hmm" for a while, he raised his head, saw his elder brother looking down from the corridor, blushed a little, and dragged Xia Youjie into the room again.

Xia Youjie brought ointment.

Lotte sat on the small bed, and he lifted up his baggy clothes without any scruples.

The old scars faded away, but every time there were new scars on his body.

Xia Youjie deliberately lightened his pressure and applied the ointment little by little. He asked, "Does it hurt?"

Luo Te was facing Xia Youjie, he nodded subconsciously, and then he said, "It doesn't hurt."

"Don't lie." Xia Youjie said.

Lotte's voice was trembling, as if in pain, and he said, "Got it."

Xia Youjie finished wiping off the medicine, wiped away the tears seeping from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand that was still clean, and said, "Just tell me if it hurts, I will be more careful."

Lott nodded, and then the clothes he had ripped up were put down.

The baggy clothes concealed the scars on Lott's body.

Luo Te sat on the bed, and he watched Xia Youjie go to get the book.

It was a book of fairy tales.

Occasionally Xia Youjie would read to him other than school things.

Lot leaned on his shoulder, eyes downcast, he was very quiet.

When no one pays attention to him, or when he doesn't want to say anything, he will be so quiet.

Xia Youjie smiled, turned the pages of the book, clicked on the content in the book, and said, "Want to hear this?"

Lot raised his eyes, he looked over, and then he said, "Okay."

It was a fairy tale, about a world of pure white and black vomit.

It is the story of "Ink Princess and Paper Princess".

A boring bedtime story.

With his palms propped on the bed, Lott listened, shaking his legs, and after hearing that there was no ending, he said in a muffled voice, "Is there no ending?"

Xia Youjie smiled. He shook his head and said, "No. The adults say it's more like a psychological test."

"What can it test for?"

Xia Youjie thought for a while, and said, "I can tell what kind of person you are."

Lot raised his eyes, and he said, "How will Jay continue to write this story?"

Xia Youjie said: "Princess Ink will no longer help those who persecute her."

Lott clapped his hands and said, "Great."

Then Lot laughed again. He propped his chin, looked over, and said, "Princess Ink is so pitiful. I think, if it were me, I would..."

"...she ate the paper, she became a paper princess, she was pure white. So there are no more parasites in the world, no pollution."

"Is that so?"

"It didn't feel like a fairytale ending," Lott said.

Lott sighed, and he said: "No fairy tale will be bloody."

Xia Youjie touched his white hair and said, "Actually, this story is not a fairy tale."

Xia Youjie asked, "Another story?"

Lott nodded, and he said, "Okay."

Lotte leaned on Xia Youjie's shoulder. He always fell asleep after listening to it. It seemed that his sleep condition was not very good.

Xia Youjie heard his long breathing.

Lott seemed to be completely relaxed, his eyes were closed, his breathing was steady, and he was sleeping peacefully.

Xia Youjie gently put him on the bed and covered him with the quilt.

Lott seemed to know that Xia Youjie wanted to leave. He was already asleep, but he still grabbed Xia Youjie's sleeve.

So Xia Youjie laughed uncontrollably. He sat on the head of the bed, lowered his eyes and looked at Luo Te's sleeping face.

Lott seemed to be having a sweet dream. When he fell asleep, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xia Youjie leaned down/body, and he gently placed a kiss on the young man's forehead.

……

Time passed quickly.

Lotte grew taller, and his clothes turned into another baggy clothes that didn't fit well, and then became Xia Youjie's shirt again.

Lott didn't go out much in the summer. He stayed in the basement, wearing a shirt with a hem that reached his legs, and short trousers.

He flipped through the books that Xia Youjie brought over, and sometimes he would sit in Xia Youjie's arms unconsciously. The trousers under him were originally short, but because of the sitting position, the trousers were turned up and exposed The large expanses of white/fair skin are warm.

Xia Youjie looked away, but lowered his head when Lott called his name. He watched Lott pointing to the writing on the book and asked himself what it was.

Xia Youjie answered. He felt that his voice was dry and hoarse. He kept looking at the boy's overly fair cheeks.

Lotte's cheeks also seemed to be reddened by the heat.

As Xia Youjie spoke, he felt his chin being rubbed by his hair. He thought it was a little funny, looked at Lott, and said, "Read the book carefully."

Lott's voice was lazy, he was always listless in summer, he said: "Got it. But Jay, I'm so sleepy."

Xia Youjie said, "Go to sleep after listening."

His voice was gentle, but with an undeniable flavor.

Xia Youjie said: "I'm about to go to higher school, maybe I'll go to Tokyo, then—"

"Is Jay leaving?"

Luo Te seemed to be alert, he turned around, looked at Xia Youjie, and asked, "You don't want me?"

Xia Youjie said, "No."

"only……"

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes. He remembered what his mother had said to him. His mother told him to stay away from that mental patient.

But Lott was just a little clumsy, he didn't look like a complete mental patient.

Xia Youjie thought that so did his mother, and so did the people around him. They would always reject people with diseases.

Xia Youjie heard their small words in private, and no one would have thought that those people who showed pity and concern on the surface would talk behind their backs, foolishly saying that mental patients are infected with viruses.

Xia Youjie didn't want that.

Lott put his arms around him and said, "But Jay is leaving. I won't see Jay."

Xia Youjie stretched out his hand, patted Lott's back, and said comfortingly, "I'll be back. Wait for me."

Xia Youjie said: "When I graduate from university, I will have the ability to take you away."

"Wait for me a little longer, okay?"

Lott said, "Okay."

As a result, Xia Youjie left.

After the summer, he left the town.

I haven't come back for a long time.

In Lotter's memory, he secretly wrote a letter and sent it out.

Lotter would always sneak out when his father was away, and he went to the mailbox to see if there was a reply from him.

The result is no.

Are you being forgotten?

Lott wasn't crying then.

After all, Lott also knew that no one would like a person who was labeled as mentally ill.

Lott was just disappointed, his heart was empty, he knew that he lost another person who was kind to him.

Until Xia Youjie came back a year after leaving.

Xia Youjie knocked on the door of Wiltshire Mansion again, and he walked into the basement.

When Luo Te opened the door, he still felt a little unbelievable. He rushed forward and hugged Xia Youjie.

"Jay, I miss you so much."

Lot hugged him and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xia Youjie could only comfort in a low voice: "It's just too busy."

Lott had grown a little taller than before, but he was still so thin, with a few wounds hidden under his baggy shirt.

It hurts just to look at it.

They sat on that bed, chatting about what had happened this year.

Lott said his father still tormented the family.

Xia Youjie talked about his events in Tokyo. He said that he met new people. He said that he could take Lott away after he graduated from Tokyo University.

Xia Youjie said that he would take Lott to a place far away from this small town, where no one would think that Lott had mental problems.

Lotte smiled and said, "Okay."

But Lott didn't know if he could wait for that day.

Luo Te lowered his eyes, turned around, he got into Xia Youjie's arms as before, and straddled his lap.

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment.

Lott looked at him and called softly, "Jay."

Xia Youjie said, "Lotte, when you grow up, you won't be able to do this kind of thing."

Lot raised his head and kissed him.

It was a wet, tentative kiss.

But Xia Youjie subconsciously pressed the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

Like ice cream with summer in it, it was a sweet kiss.

After being released, Lott wrapped his arms around his neck, leaned closer, and whispered something almost in a whisper.

"But don't you have to grow up to do it?"

"You're still young." Xia Youjie seemed a little flustered, he said, "Besides, I haven't fulfilled my promise at all. I haven't been able to take you out yet."

Lott looked at him, as if about to cry, he said, "I'm an adult, and you just said that I—"

Xia Youjie said, "Don't cry."

But Lot choked up again.

Xia Youjie said, "I will take you out soon."

"Then we pull the hook."

Lott stretched out his little finger, which was hooked by Xia Youjie.

At this moment, Lott whimpered, leaning on Xia Youjie's chest, and buried his head in Xia Youjie's shoulder, he seemed to like this movement very much.

"I like Jie so much." Lott said word by word, "I like Jie so much, so..."

Lotte's words were serious, but it sounded like she was being coquettish.

Xia Youjie lowered his head, he took a deep breath, the tip of his nose was soaked with the fresh smell of the young man.

Xia Youjie said yes.

In this small basement with only fans, the temperature seemed to rise suddenly.

Xia Youjie said, "Then wait, don't cry."

Lotter replied, "I won't cry."

But Lot finally cried out.

There was a low, weeping panting/breathing in the basement.

It's like entering an ambiguous dream.

The quality of the cot was not very good.

So Xia Youjie could only deliberately relax his movements.

But usually, just sitting on that bed would make a creaking sound.

Lott let out some vague whimpers, as if crying.

So Xia Youjie stopped, and wiped away the tears oozing from the corners of Lotte's eyes with the back of his hand.

Lot put his arms around Xia Youjie's neck, and he choked up in a low voice, his voice was a little unclear.

Lott said, "I, like you, Jay."

"I like you so much, Xia Youjie..."

Xia Youjie broke his chin, kissed the corner of his mouth, and said, "Me too."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-2012:54:55~2021-05-2113:28:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!