Kuaichuan is pampered and coquettish

There was thick bright red blood everywhere, and the disgusting smell of rust filled the air. Mu Jinhuai knelt on the ground sweating profusely, lowering her head trying to touch the boy who was lying in a pool of blood.

But every time he wants to touch each other, the boy's lips will always overflow with broken moan involuntarily.

It hurts...Brother Huai...

Mu Jinhuai was forced to have scarlet eyes, and his mind was muddled. He clenched his fingertips so hard that his palm was torn apart, and streaks of bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

There was no one around, and this place seemed to be a completely independent space, only the blood all over the sky covered the two of them.

In these years, Mu Jinhuai always dreamed about the scene of Rong Shu before his death. Day after day, year after year, at the beginning, he was forced to become almost insane, but in the end, everything in the dream became more and more serious. The more realistic it is, he can smell the strong smell of blood, feel the wetness of the blood on his face, and feel the suffocating pain.

Sometimes Rong Shu would curse viciously that he didn't want to see him again, and sometimes he would beg that he already had a brand new life, hoping that he could let him go.

But let Rong Shu go, who will let him go?

Mu Jinhuai was supposed to spend his life standing in a high position in glory and wealth. He might marry a very gentle girl and have a child, but he fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved.

After Rong Shu's death, he almost destroyed himself. He couldn't work mentally every day, and he could see the other party dying in a pool of blood as soon as he closed his eyes. See Rong Shu.

The other party still looked like a wanton teenager, lazily lying on the sofa watching horror movies, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, hiding by the refrigerator like a kitten and stealing food.

Or leaning on his shoulder, rubbing his eyes sleepily, looking at him while yawning, his eyes seemed to be covered with tiny stars, "Good morning, Brother Huai."

Mu Jinhuai stared blankly at the young man's bright side face, forgetting to even breathe.

As if hearing his heartfelt voice, the boy pecked lightly on his face, "I love you too."

Then like a gust of wind, it turned into bits and pieces and dissipated in the air.

He should have locked Rong Shu up a long time ago, so he shouldn't be soft-hearted, and shouldn't give the other party freedom, because no matter how good he is to Rong Shu, that person will never stay for him.

Even if Rong Shu's spirit really went wrong, it would be his own lunatic. He would feed Rong Shu well, and put the ashes together after death, so that they would never be separated, right?

In the evening, the blue-purple rays of light passed through the brand-new windows, like a veil as thin as a cicada's wings, flowing over the young man. The eyes of the other party were bloodshot. The young man had just woken up from his sleep, and his black hair was a little messy. He pushed aside the quilt With sweat-wet forehead hair, the voice sounded calm, "Have all the materials and photos been sent?"

"It has been passed on to the Jiang family, and they should find Jiang Yu soon."

The young man wiped his face, sweat ran down his forehead and passed over his handsome facial features one by one, he seemed to be talking to himself, with a cold smile on his lips, "Even if you can forget the past and have a new life, Why should I want to fulfill it?"

The foolish self has been touched for so long, and it's time to wake up.

Rong Shu couldn't find which classroom Jiang Ziling was in, and he didn't reply to the message he sent to him. He had no choice but to buy ingredients and go back to the apartment to hide.

He actually doesn't know how to cook, it's not that his hands are handicapped but he is too troublesome to learn, Jiang Ziling usually cooks and supports him when we are together.

In the evening, guessing that Jiang Ziling should have finished his work, Rong Shu ordered a bowl of noodles, poached eggs and sprinkled with chopped green onions. It smelled good. He sent a message saying that he had made dinner and told him to come back early.

There was no reply, but after about half an hour, the door of the apartment was unlocked from the outside with a click.

Rong Shu raised his eyes and saw that it was Jiang Ziling.

He greeted him with a smile, and hugged the boy's arm affectionately, "Are you hungry? I'll come down and have a taste."

This was the first time he had cooked for Jiang Ziling. Based on this, Rong Shu felt that even if Jiang Ziling was losing his temper, he might not be able to resist coming back to take a look.

Jiang Ziling still had a stern face, he pushed Rong Shuhuan's hand around him awkwardly, but who knew that the boy hugged him even tighter, and pulled him towards the coffee table, "Don't be angry, Xixi, I know I was wrong , give me some more time, I will tell my family about us in the future, can you trust me?"

"You didn't do anything wrong." Jiang Ziling sat on the sofa, and the steaming heat from the noodle bowl enveloped his appearance, "Rong Shu, do you know why I am so persistent in letting others know about our relationship?"

Ever since the two got together, Jiang Ziling always called him A Rong, but now he suddenly called him back by his full name, Rong Shu's eyelids twitched unconsciously.

Jiang Ziling looked into Rong Shu's dark eyes, without any surprise, "Do you really like me? Or do you think...fun?"

The surrounding temperature seemed to condense as the words fell, Rong Shu took a breath, grabbed Jiang Ziling's wrist, and said inarticulately because he was eager to argue, "I didn't want to play with you, I didn't dare Saying that I am serious about this relationship, and that I am not gay, and I am not curious about how people of the same sex get along, even if I hate another person, at most I will block him and beat him up, and I will not use such despicable means.”

Rong Shu embraced Jiang Ziling with open arms, and put his face behind his ear, "Look, those girls I haven't caught up with usually like you, and there are other girls chasing me besides them, but I don't like it, so I didn't When I'm with them, if I really don't feel for a person, I won't give in to myself. I dare not say that I like you very much, but I also have feelings for you. As long as we are together for a long time, the relationship will be can be cultivated."

As he said so, he tentatively kissed the other party's chin, acting cautiously.

The other party's breathing suddenly became heavier. Rong Shu knew that Jiang Ziling had listened to his words, and subconsciously raised his eyes to see the other party's expression.

Who knew that the shoulders were suddenly buckled, and before Rong Shu had time to react, he was pinned down on the sofa. When he subconsciously remembered, something soft hit his lips.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a bump, but Rong Shu was caught off guard when his teeth hit his mouth, and he frowned in pain, not giving him time to make other movements at all, Jiang Ziling opened his teeth a little rudely.

This kiss was not comfortable, it can be said that it made Rong Shu very painful. He felt that Jiang Ziling wanted to eat himself alive, his mouth and tongue were hot, and when he was too passive, not only could he not breathe, even his heartbeat and The body temperature has increased a lot.

After Jiang Ziling let go of him, Rong Shu couldn't control his physical tears, and turned his head in embarrassment, his chest heaving violently.

At this moment, there was a sound of a key being inserted into the lock and turned at the door. Rong Shu was so frightened that he pushed Jiang Ziling away and quickly entered the room.

Jiang Ziling glanced at the steaming noodles on the coffee table, and took them in with each hand.

Rong Shu washed his face, looked at his glasses, and touched the red, swollen and damaged corners of his lips with his fingertips. The body temperature, which had finally subsided, returned.

Obviously Jiang Ziling agreed to let him be on top, but every time they kiss, it is always easy for the other party to take the lead.

Then when he really did it later, would he be able to beat Jiang Ziling?Or did Jiang Ziling say that letting him be on top was just a verbal agreement, and the purpose was to trick him into bed first, and then he would be so dazed that he would only care about comfort, and he would be so dazed that he would not be able to react when he was pressed.

I heard that if people of the same sex really like each other, they don't care too much about the position, so in order to make himself feel at ease and prove that he really cares about this relationship, Jiang Ziling will definitely want him to be below.

Thinking of this, Rong Shu suddenly felt the chrysanthemum cool down.

"You can't kiss me like this in the future." Rong Shu covered his mouth and walked under the table, "My mouth hurts so much."

Jiang Ziling seemed to be in a good mood, he picked up noodles for Rong Shu and fed them to his mouth, "Then I'll be lighter next time."

Rong Shu, "..."

He might really not be able to attack Jiang Ziling.

After taking a bath, Jiang Ziling wanted to make progress with Rong Shu while the iron was hot. Rong Shu tightly covered the quilt, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied, "No, you didn't prepare anything. Do you think I'm a woman?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ziling got up and took out a dozen condoms and oil from the bedside cabinet.

Rong Shu, "...?"

Isn't this his room?Why are there these things?Wait... When did Jiang Ziling put it in?

Just when Rong Shu thought he was going to plant tonight, a crisp bell rang suddenly, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Jiang Ziling frowned, and didn't even look at the vibrating phone next to the pillow. Rong Shu was numb from his kiss, and subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, "Your phone."

"Don't care about him." Jiang Ziling kissed Rongshu's face reassuringly, and continued with his movements.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ziling frowned after persistently calling the phone several times in a row. He remembered that Jiang Yu at home might be looking for something urgent for him. He picked up the phone and saw that it was indeed the caller.

As soon as he got connected, before he could say anything, a woman's crying voice came from the other side, "Xixi, what should I do with Xixi, your grandfather is dying soon."

Jiang Ziling and Rong Shu froze at the same time.

The former is because the parents have never mentioned other relatives, and it is difficult for anyone to react to the sudden appearance of a grandfather. The latter is surprised why the plot after one year has been brought forward.

Grandpa Jiang did die of illness during this time period, so in the plot, when Jiang Ziling returned to Jiang's house, the other party was already dead, but now the plot has been deflected.

Jiang Yu was very emotional, and his mental state was not very good. He only knew to repeat these few words over and over again. He was really worried about the other party. Bought the tickets for the two of them and planned to go back to City D overnight.