salt by salt

I opened the door, Song Cheng walked in and sat on the chair opposite me.

With his back facing the gradually dimming twilight outside the window, the slight sunlight outlines the outline of his body, like a silent sculpture.

"I'll give you a chance to explain," I said, "but don't say I'm sorry, I don't want to hear what I said."

It's strange, obviously he said he wanted to tell me outside the door, but he didn't say a word when he came in.

Or maybe he couldn't find a more suitable word other than sorry.

"We don't actually look alike. We only have eyes. Do we look the same occasionally? No wonder you always say that I feel kind at the first sight. How can you not be kind? It's my honor, like I have supported you for many years' good friend'."

Not wanting to embarrass each other too much, I resisted the urge to vent and swallowed the remaining sarcastic words.

"I thought there were enough impurities between us, but at least the feelings that arose were real."

I smiled to myself, feeling exhausted from breathing, not to mention these grievances and entanglements: "It turns out that this is also a fake. You don't have to pity me, and let me live here out of kindness. Why don't you stop here and let me live here?" Everyone save face."

Only then did Song Cheng move, he stepped forward and pressed my shoulder, his tone was quick, almost refuting: "Junyan, He Yun and I are just friends."

"Don't drive me crazy, okay? I don't know how to turn around emotionally, and I can't accept this kind of rhetoric. Why do you want to fall in love with someone who looks like a friend? If you like Cheng Heyun, just go after him. You are so smart. Then you can play tricks on people’s hearts, and you will definitely succeed.”

He whispered, "I love you...don't say that."

"Love me? Love me so tortuously?"

I waved his arm away, covered my face with a sad smile: "If I continue to be with you, I will think in the mirror every day that we can have feelings because I am similar to another person. This matter will always be a knot, I There is no way not to think about it, but if you continue to entangle, you will become a resentful woman sooner or later... I was not such a character before, and you made me completely unlike myself. Please, Song Cheng, I am going crazy."

"I won't make you crazy."

He pulled my hand down, put his soft lips on my eyelids, and pecked down his cheek: "I admit that when I was adolescence, there was no one around, only he supported my ideas. The meaning is different - don't worry, you will be by my side later, you will always be the one who affirms me and encourages me, how can I not be moved?"

Song Cheng rubbed my lips for a while, seeing that I didn't respond, he moved away slightly, lowered his eyelashes and sighed: "Do you think I fell in love with you only because of these eyes? Then what have I become?" ?”

I looked away: "Liar."

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I don't love you, why did I introduce you to my family? Junyan, I have been running around a lot for this matter, you... you also take my efforts to heart OK?"

Just a few words turned the situation around, no matter how much he smacked, something was wrong, but he said it openly and firmly, no one could refute it.

"I used to have some untimely selfishness, but now, my selfishness is you." Song Cheng gently let my head rest on his chest, and suddenly said, "Junyan, let's have sex."

I was stunned: "What?"

"I want to hug you." He said seriously, "Let's have sex."

"Wait, why did it suddenly..."

Until the last button of the shirt was unbuttoned, my mind was dizzy and unable to react.

It stands to reason that right now it should be the occasion I am most familiar with, but maybe because I have been with Song Cheng for a long time, my thoughts have been subtly changed by him, and I feel that couples should at least formalize their relationship and get to know each other to a certain extent Then it is suitable to have a relationship.

In addition, my libido has weakened after the serious illness, and I haven't relieved it for almost two or three months. It is understandable to do this with Song Cheng...

Weird.

I bowed my head and fastened the buttons back one by one: "You don't need to compromise and divert my attention in this way."

Song Cheng tilted his head, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of helplessness: "You don't want to have sex with me?"

"No, it's not." I closed my eyes, "Give me some time to organize my words."

His hand slowly stroked my neck, and I said, "You like Cheng He Yun."

"It was just immature cranky thinking. I left the house thanks to his help, kept in touch because of gratitude, and nothing else happened."

"You should know by now that I met him before. But I had bad eyesight during that time, and I didn't recognize our similarity earlier." I said, "I felt something was wrong at the time, so I called you to ask about it , You said a word - 'Don't compare with him'."

I clearly saw his brows twitch, and his smile was a little stiff: "Junyan..."

"I'm stupid, but I'm not so confused. Most people who can lie to me are because I am willing to be deceived."

I stood up, picked up the glass on the table, turned to him and said, "You like a water glass, because it's too expensive and you can't afford it. It just happens to be the same size as it. Anyway, it's for drinking water. It's fine." It’s okay. What’s more, after using it for a long time, you gradually get used to the feel of cheap cups.”

The corners of Song Cheng's lips were tense, revealing an expression of forbearance that I couldn't understand: "You are not his substitute."

"But you thought about turning me into him, didn't you?"

The weird occasions that I once noticed came to my mind all at once—the vague guidance in the words used to suppress my confidence in a gentle way, and gradually eroded my bottom line by using my guilt towards him.

"Maybe one day, you find that you don't miss the cup you can't get so much, and you know that you love this one, even though it's broken and shabby." I smiled, "When did you realize this? The time you asked me to visit you in the mountains?"

He stared at me with a slightly dazed expression, and I got the answer from the silence: "A normal cup will crack after being hit like this, but as long as you are willing to work hard, it can be repaired to look the same as before, and it can hold water." , can be used. The premise is that it must be a normal cup."

Throwing the cup in his hand to the floor, the fragments splashed and fell at my and his feet.

It was extra refreshing to hear the pop when the glass popped open.

"Song Cheng, it's not a matter of love or not between us." I pointed to the water stains and debris, my voice seemed to float in the air, "I don't want to do this either, is it my fault?"

I walked out of the fog called "Song Cheng".

He smiled, his handsome face was incongruously gloomy, and he stretched out his hand to firmly hold my arm: "Junyan, I have plenty of time, even if it is broken into slag, I can stick it back."

My soul seems to have left my body for a few seconds. In this situation, I can still think about it. It is said that the straw that breaks the camel's back is the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Then I am not an unlucky camel.

Sounds so silly lol.

"You believe me." Song Cheng's eyes were deep, like a bottomless dark swamp, "Two years if one year is not enough, three years if two years are not enough, I will always be by your side until you return to your original state , until you are willing to accept it.”

"Let go, my arm hurts." I came back to my senses, "You look so pale, do you want to take a shower first?"

It seemed absurd for me to say such words, and his astonished eyes made me feel amused, and it was also a kind of joy in bitterness.

"Forget about it, let's make love."

This time, I took the initiative to invite him. In the beginning, I dated Song Cheng because I was greedy for his body.I felt a burst of relief when I said, "At least this one... let me get what I wanted."

In the bathroom, I have already cleaned and stretched myself, and I haven't done it for a long time, and the movements are even a little rusty.Squeezing some lubrication until the palms were warm, he untied Song Cheng's bathrobe, and slowly rubbed it down from his lower abdomen.

He had just taken a shower, and his body still smelled of water vapor. His skin was firm and smooth, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, and his figure was particularly good.It's just that his face is still gloomy, as if he is reluctant.

I wanted to laugh, but couldn't, so I just lowered my head, bit the edge of his underwear and pulled it down.The half erect genitals jumped out, and the slightly smelly pre-cum rubbed against the tip of my nose. I raised my eyes and asked him, "Do you want me to suck it for you?"

Song Cheng's frowning brows were slightly loosened, and the pinnae of his ears turned red, and he finally looked a little gentle in the past.He let out a muffled response from his throat, and I opened my mouth to cover the front end, licking with the tip of my tongue, feeling the process of his hot cock fully erect in my hand.

Song Cheng's genitals were too long, and before they were completely sucked in, they felt a dull pain against his throat.Since he didn't ask for it, I didn't want to torture myself either. I masturbated for him while I swallowed, and heard him panting from above, which was extremely sexy and charming.

One hand was gently stroking the top of my hair, I thought he was going to press my head, I lowered my tongue in advance to get ready, but I didn't expect Song Cheng to whisper: "Enough. Are you uncomfortable?"

I shook my head, and he pulled me up to sit up, kissed me tenderly, and stretched out his hand to caress the front of me.My genitals were still soft, I couldn't get an erection after I moved them a few times before, so I didn't care about it anymore, after being stroked by him for a while, I became half-erected a little emotionally.

Song Cheng reached out his hand behind me, the place was already smooth and soft enough, he inserted his fingers, just touching my prostate and pressing.I trembled all over, and couldn't help but let out an urg, a tingling sensation climbed from my lower body to my back like an electric shock, and my hands unconsciously put on his shoulders.

Song Cheng still kissed me deeply, blocking my undisclosed moan, which made me so unhappy that I refused.

Lips parted slightly, I straightened up and knelt on the bed, his hard, wet cock rubbed between my buttocks.Beads of sweat appeared on Song Cheng's forehead. He interlocked his fingers with mine, and slowly moved down while holding my waist.The wet and slippery back hole swallowed the straight and thick genitals, and I sat down too fast, and I couldn't stand up in pain for a while, but the feeling of being stretched and filled from the inside out made me very satisfied.

He opened his arms around me, and it felt good to be embraced by his warm body. My eyes were hot, and I kissed him back eagerly.This posture brought the two of them face to face. I kissed his good-looking eyebrows and beautifully shaped nose bridge, feeling pious like a pilgrimage.

I was crazy and obsessed with this man, and I have experienced the closest to pure love in him.

Song Cheng didn't move too fast, he caressed my naked back thoughtfully, the place where his palm passed was faintly hot.

For the first time, I realized that I was making love to people, not just intercourse.

After I got used to it a little bit, he began to thrust slowly, and there was a slight sound of water at the intersection.Every time his penis rubs against the prostate, it makes my waist go weak, because I straddle the Song City and let him run over it even harder.

After repeating this several times, the genital fluid in front of me became erect, and every time the front end shook and rubbed against Song Cheng's tight abdominal muscles, my body would tremble violently.The back hole was convulsed and tightened, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence, so he could only be held in his arms.

"Junyan." Song Cheng clung to my ear, calling my name in a low voice, as if calling for some precious treasure, "Junyan...stay by my side forever..."

The lower body was violently thrust, I couldn't speak while panting and moaning, I could only whimper and shake my head, pressing my forehead on his shoulder.

Maybe it's the reason why I haven't released it for a long time. I was in a tepid state and couldn't climb to the top for a long time, and I was roasted back and forth on the fire by the pleasure.During the orgasm, the whole body was numb, and the semen flowed out of the clone, even if Song Cheng touched it lightly, he would be stimulated to tremble.

His voice was full of restrained passion: "Can I cum in it?"

My mind was blank, and I nodded randomly when I heard the question. He pumped deeply and hard a few times, the genitals swelled and throbbed in my body, and the subtle feeling of a few cool semen shooting on the intestinal wall made me convulse again. Trembling, he wanted to escape, but he held him firmly in front of him and didn't let go.

"I love you."

Song Cheng hugged me even harder, as if he wanted to use actions instead of words to express his feelings.His forehead hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. In those deep and bright eyes, I was the only one with a blank expression, and his tone was full of love and compassion: "Today's thing is because I did not do it properly. If this page is turned, we will all be together in the future." Don't mention it, okay?"

Tears rolled down my face continuously, and I tasted the salty taste of tears on the tip of my tongue, which quickly dissipated in the kiss.

He said firmly: "Also, you are not a glass, so don't think about it."