Heart fire

"Thirteen...fourteen...fifteen...ha..."

Wen Yue clasped her hands on both sides of her head, and sat across Tu Ke's thigh facing her, only relying on the strength of her waist and abdomen to support her upper body in the air. With such reluctance, she did fifteen sit-ups intermittently, Then it didn't work, he stopped and gasped for breath, his muscular chest rose and fell with his breath, and those two small spots, like his face, were so red that people could imagine.

The abdominal muscles that are usually invisible are fully displayed during the abdominal crunch, which just forms a contrast with the sweet appearance.Tu Ke raised his wrist and looked at his watch, then squinted at Wen Yue, and frowned: "3 minutes, fifteen?"

Others would have been beaten at this speed, but Tu Ke stared straight at Wen Yue, waiting for his explanation with a serious face.

Wen Yue held up her hands with nowhere to rest her, and her sweaty eyelashes drooped, not daring to look at Tu Ke.

"I......"

He wanted to say, Master, do yourself a favor and be a human being!What do you want me to do?How to do it?I have to clamp you when I lie down, and I can't help but want to kiss you when I sit up!I'm all over that!If you continue, you will be exposed!

"This...too...too difficult, I...can't do it..."

"Can't do it?" Tu Ke raised his eyebrows, and before Wen Yue could catch his breath, he hugged his waist and buttocks and brought him in front of him, making him stick tightly to him, chest to chest, nose rubbing The tip of the nose is pointed, the lips are facing each other desperately at a negligible distance, and the fabric of the two layers of trousers is harder than anyone else.

"Don't practice with me if you can't do it."

Seeing that every time he blinked, his sweat would drip uncontrollably on that handsome and charming face.Wen Yue quickly wiped it twice with the back of his hand, clamped his legs tightly, held his head and did three more perfunctory, finally couldn't bear it any longer, closed his eyes and loosened his strength, and hugged Tu Ke's neck in a self-defeating manner. Digging into his neck, he buried his face.

Tu Ke moved his hand up to Wen Yue's waist, and squeezed it a few times. "Give you another chance, do you still want to do it?"

His palms were covered with hard calluses, some were worn out by holding the gun all year round, and some were newly added to the water belt later, the fair skin was pinched with two strokes, and Wen Yue's legs were also softened.

Wen Yue couldn't think anymore, she just kept nodding her head, her soft hair brushed against Tu Ke's chin with a little stubble, messed up like a chicken coop.

"Are you sure? You'll be tired and hurt." Tu Ke asked again.

The person lying on his shoulders nodded desperately again.

Wen Yue only wore a pair of elastic sweatpants, and Tu Ke calmly changed the position of his hands.

"I have no heart, no feelings, no ability and no way to fall in love with anyone. I just put on my pants and leave. Do I still have to do it?"

It was so embarrassing, Wen Yue was touched as if she had been electrocuted, she flinched slightly, did not speak, but nodded.

"No regrets?" Knowing that the person in his arms was not clear-headed, Tu Ke kept asking, thinking that he would continue to nod mechanically, and he was almost done. Shaking into a rattle, both hands tightly gripped Tu Ke's T-shirt, as if preparing for a heroic sacrifice, but trembling nervously and nervously.

This reaction is like dancing on the nerve that connects the lower body.Tu Ke didn't ask any more, just hugged Wen Yue easily, asked him to help him undress while walking to the dressing room, kicked open the door, and asked him where is the hand cream that Huo Cing sent.

"Click!"

It was just dark, and the locker room door was locked.

...

Tu Ke is not the only one who wants to vent tonight.

Xi Yang didn't know how he walked back to the office. Zhou Tong followed behind him not too far away, and almost stopped several times. Is it disappointing or hates him to the bone? Is there a one-in-ten-thousandth possibility that you still feel reluctant to give up on him, but you still don’t have the courage, and you even hope that Zhou Tong will suddenly catch up and grab him by the neck, beat him, scold him, Question him, pull his tendons, peel his skin, cut his chest open and demand his life.

But no, Zhou Tong didn't do anything, just followed Xi Yang back to the office silently, stopped and stood at the door and looked at him, not intending to follow him in.

Xi Yang found "A Brief History of Time" and a fully packaged recording bear from the desk drawer, turned around and walked back to the door, and handed them back to Zhou Tong.

No one wants to think carefully about what this ceremonial gesture represents.Xi Yang and Zhou Tong stood opposite each other without speaking. After a long time, Zhou Tong called softly: "Teacher."

At that moment, Xi Yang seemed to be awakened by something, and a strong impulse surged in his heart again.It's not that he never thought that such a day would come, and he also had a premonition that this day would come sooner than he imagined, but so what?When it really came to this point, he still didn't want to end it, didn't want to say goodbye, and didn't want to just end his relationship with Zhou Tong like this, so he turned a blind eye and became a stranger.

People are always lucky, greedy, easy to get carried away and easy to commit crimes knowingly, and easier to forgive themselves again and again. The lingering night of that night is the best proof.

If they had never had an intimate relationship before, would Zhou Tong be better off today?Will it be more chic to leave?Does he regret it?I regret having a relationship with such a person who has deceived me, and I have paid so much sincere feelings.These are things that Xi Yang can't make up for no matter what, but he still wants to shamelessly ask Zhou Tong, does every love word and every promise count?If you turned around first, and I had been standing here, would you still come back to look for me like you did before, overcoming all obstacles and going through the sea of ​​fire?

Just like when I turn my head back countless times, you will always be behind me, telling me not to be afraid, telling me not to go.

"Don't be afraid, if you are afraid, you will miss me."

"It's too cold and the road is still long, don't go alone."

Do you still... love me?

A little distance away, Zhou Tong didn't read the hope and pain hidden in Xi Yang's eyes. After calling him, he held the book and the little bear and asked him, "Can I ask you something?"

The words I couldn't say turned into bitter tears, and I swallowed them desperately.Xi Yang lowered his eyelashes and nodded slightly.

"Have you ever been happy?" Zhou Tong blurted out almost without thinking, as if he had been preparing for a long time. "I asked you once before if there was anything or someone that made him really happy before he left."

"During the time you were in the army together, was he happy?"

Has Zhou Yi ever been happy?Xi Yang seems to be unable to remember clearly.

"He is loyal, brave, has ideals and ambitions, loves the army and loves this profession. I believe he has been happy, although it was very short." Xi Yang reluctantly endured the broken heartache, and said slowly.

"No, you know that's not what I'm asking." Zhou Tong smiled wryly. "When he loves you and you love him, is he happy?"

what is this?Falling in love with the same person as my elder brother, but after finding out, I still have to pretend to be strong and kindly consider other people's feelings? Why is a 19-year-old child so calm and calm, why not be selfish, be more happy, and do it directly?

"Not happy." Xi Yang suddenly answered very simply, and raised his head to meet Zhou Tong's gaze: "What else do you want to know? I'm sorry, I haven't made him happy before. I'm selfish, willful, have a bad temper, and always want people Coax, I want him to stand up for me when I am bullied, and I will only hide behind him when I enter the scene of fire. I dragged him down and killed him. I was such a person in the past, and I am not letting you Happy, are you satisfied?"

Zhou Tong stared blankly at Xi Yang, the never-extinguishing light in those eyes gradually dimmed.

"What about you? Aren't you happy too?"

Finally, finally said it all...Xi Yang took a deep breath, calmed down and closed his eyes.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

There was a long silence after that, but Xi Yang suddenly felt less sad and less struggling. He thought, it turns out that giving up is much easier than persisting, and the feeling of giving up can also make people fearless and relaxed like never before.

"The last question." Zhou Tong also took a deep breath, mustering up the last bit of courage: "Don't tell me, is it because you still love him?"

Xi Yang once imagined that if one day, Zhou Tong learned the truth and asked him if he regarded himself as Zhou Yi's stand-in, how would he answer at that time, but he never thought that he would use such a direct way, Ask a crueler question than that.

what differences are there?To be a substitute to satisfy other people's obsession with the same type, or not to be truly loved at all, either is unacceptable to Xi Yang, and he knows that Zhou Tong must also be unacceptable.

But he didn't, he wasn't.

Zhou Tong and Zhou Yi do have many similarities, but they are completely different.Xi Yang wondered if he and Zhou Yi hadn't met under such a background, would Zhou Yi have loved him bravely and generously like Zhou Tong, and given him the same response and full sense of security.But if you miss it, you miss it. Now he knows Zhou Tong better than anyone else. Zhou Tong is special. From the moment he fell in love, he is the one who loves him. He is sincere, intelligent, romantic, rational, and simple. Affectionate, straightforward and enthusiastic, it is the unique Zhou Tong, not someone else, not the shadow that has been lost and gradually blurred over the long years.

But what's the point of saying that now?Will he believe it?

He handed me that white sheet of trust without reservation, but I crumpled it recklessly, and there was no chance or possibility to smooth it out.

"I haven't forgotten him."

Xi Yang didn't answer Zhou Tong's question directly. This conversation almost exhausted all his energy and made him feel so tired, so tired, so tired, and wanted to forget everything including Zhou Tong, lie down and sleep well He fell asleep, and then woke up to find that everything was just a dream. He had never been here, and he had never met anyone. He was still the 17-year-old boy in the center of the stage, dancing under the spotlight.

"I see." Zhou Tong looked down at the things in his hands, paused for a moment, and said to Xi Yang: "Then I... will go back first."

"Do you... have anything else to say to me?"

"Well, let's go back." Xi Yang turned his head to look out of the window, and found that there were snowflakes floating in the night sky.

He has nothing else to say... Zhou Tong turned around hesitantly, took two steps and then suddenly turned back, and said seriously to Xi Yang who was still standing still: "I still have more."

"I still have something to say to you."

"You are very important." He walked back in front of Xi Yang, stretched out a hand that wanted to touch and then withdrew, wanted to hug him but was worried about offending him, wanted to catch him but didn't have the confidence and confidence. "If you're not happy, let it be, it's not your fault."

What is he saying?Xi Yang's heart beat fast suddenly, and he bit his lip unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, it was so sudden. I think...I want to ask you to give me some time." Zhou Tong rubbed his nose and showed a relieved smile after making up his mind. "I wanted to tell you this afternoon. I'm still too young to understand anything. It may take a long time, but I still want to try to understand, accept, and figure it out."

"Brother, I want to grow up, can you...wait for me?"

...

The second snow in winter fell very quickly, and the goose-feather-like snowflakes covered the ground in a short while, forming a thin layer.The soldiers dropped their half-eaten meals one after another and rushed out of the warm cafeteria one after another, chasing and rolling in the snow excitedly, grabbing handfuls of snow that was not thick enough to stuff each other's collars.

Under a snow-covered tree not far away, Zheng Jiang slammed his mobile phone to the ground under the cover of the shadow, raised one foot and stomped it down angrily

In the officialdom, under the system, after so many years of struggling, even when faced with the situation where the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the wall fell and everyone pushed him, he rarely became so angry.If it wasn't for Tao Weinan being too greedy, and after taking the kickbacks, he used a batch of inferior fire-resistant clothing as good ones behind his back, how could they have been kept secret and became the target of the disciplinary committee's sniping, and how could they have taken the risk of killing six people to keep them alive? This deliberate and deliberate game gambled on his official career, wealth and life.

He always said that people are divided into three, six or nine classes, and some are born like ants, so he doesn't care about those people's lives, and because of this, he connives at Tao Weinan, tacitly allowing him to act recklessly by relying on himself and the forces behind him.

But just now, someone called to inform him that Tao Weinan had run away.