madness

Warm white light fell into the room through the cloud-like window, turning into a deep red shadow. The young man's fingers curled up, like knots of straight bamboo, and a drop of sweat fell from his lone jaw, growing A shadow that covers the sky.

He is a bird in desperate need of nourishment, licking from shoulder blade to finger, he is a lingering snake, cruising from neck to toe.

In the drowsy and sticky dream in the summer afternoon, the heat wave soaked the back amidst the whirring of the fan, and the gorgeous and deep crazy fantasy was born in the damp and fishy smell.

Contains everything that cannot be said, lust that cannot be put into words.

Cui Ming suddenly woke up from the bed, his whole body was drenched, and a thick red shadow leaked from the gauze curtain. He gasped heavily, and heard the fan still humming dutifully.

After a nap, his mind was always dizzy, and the nameless fire made his bones crisp and numb, making people even hotter. Cui Ming got out of bed, picked up a T-shirt and shorts from the closet, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

He took a cold shower to cover up, feeling a lot of disdain and disgust for himself, and when he looked in the mirror, he found that his eyes and cheeks were still red and hot.

A color that doesn't wash off with cold water.

Cui Ming looked in the mirror, pressed his fingers against the cold porcelain walls on both sides, but couldn't drive away the heat, and muttered to himself: "Fuck, I'm going crazy."

Desires that are ashamed to talk about and unworldly love flourished in the summer, and Cui Ming buried his hot face in the pool.

The cold liquid poured down into the nostrils.

Gulu Gulu, two small bubbles appeared beside the cheeks.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Cui Yi's voice sounded behind him, and then changed into a panicked tone.

"Stinky boy, you don't want to commit suicide, do you?"

Cui Ming asked someone to pull back suddenly, his breathing suddenly became disordered, he choked on a big mouthful of water, and after sitting slumped on the slippery tiles, he coughed frantically.

"Hey, hey, Cui Ming, wake up! Why don't you talk all the time? Am I late? I've been soaking for too long and my brain has been damaged?"

Cui Yi, who thought she had made a big mistake, was so frightened that her face turned pale. She slapped the boy's face so loudly that she almost missed choking him to wake him up.

Only then did Cui Ming slowly come to his senses, blinked, and a drop of water rolled from his eyelashes. The lights on the ceiling were so bright that it was almost impossible to keep one's eyes open.

"Sister, why did you stay with brother-in-law?"

Cui Yi was taken aback, puzzled by this inexplicable question.

"what?"

……

Lin Yu had to go to a cram school during the summer vacation, so he couldn't follow Cui Ming to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet. Cui Ming hung up the phone in a dispirited mood, and walked in by himself.

There is a messy smell in the Internet cafe, the choking smell is mixed with cheap instant noodles, betel nut residue is mixed with inexplicable dampness.

Cui Ming walked in, the boss was an old acquaintance with him, and asked with a smile if he still had the same seat as last time, Cui Ming nodded, paid the money, and sat down by himself.

Familiar location.

familiar game.

Cui Ming played a few games, calming down a little bit of the burning heat in his heart, and the brows that were originally tightly frowned also loosened a little.

Subconsciously, he touched his pocket and found that he didn't bring a lighter, so he bit his cigarette and went to the network administrator to borrow a light.

The Internet cafe has a transparent and thick plastic curtain, which cuts off the air-conditioning inside, and makes the street outside blurry, with a familiar shadow walking by.

The network manager just took out a stack of new lighters from the drawer, but when he looked up, he found that the front of the bar was empty.

He looked at Cui Ming's position, but there was no one there either.

"It's strange, when did you leave?"

Cui Ming ran wildly on the scorching hot asphalt road, every hair tip was burning in the high temperature, the strenuous exercise made his heart rate rise crazily, and his chest thumped.

Relying on his intuition for no reason, he turned right along the alley and walked into a thick shade. A beam of light fell into the depths of the alley, illuminating the left half of the boy's cheek.

His amber eyes shone brightly in the sunlight.

Cui Ming thought that he had already forgotten about Su Zhiyun. If it wasn't for the unreasonable dream after the lunch break, he could really deceive himself like this, saying that he didn't care at all, and he hadn't thought of it at all.

But this was just an excuse after all, the heartbeat in his chest didn't stop breathing because he stopped exercising, he was surprised that he could remember Su Zhiyun's face so clearly, even engraved in his heart a small mole on his right cheek near the earlobe.

From the moment he saw Su Zhiyun, the long, sluggish time began to flow again.

It was a hopeless and helpless teenager's mind.

Seeing Cui Ming, Su Zhiyun straightened up from the wall. He was thinner than the last time Cui Ming saw him. He was wearing a loose T-shirt, with a little collarbone protruding from the collar.

There are more shining silver nails on the collarbone than before.

What was more eye-catching than this was probably the blood splattered on his body. There were bruises on the corners of his mouth and elbows. He stared at himself with a calm expression: "Cui Ming."

The cigarette in Cui Ming's mouth was wet with saliva, so he threw the cigarette into the trash can.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Well, long time no see."

Cui Ming looked at Su Zhiyun whose expression remained unchanged, and pointed to his arm: "You are injured, you should take care of it."

Su Zhiyun looked uninterested: "It's okay, it's not a big problem anyway."

"Blood splattered on my body, I can't explain it when I go home."

Su Zhiyun was silent.

"If you don't want to go home, how about going to my house?"

Su Zhiyun thought for a moment, did not refute, and was just taken back by Cui Ming.

Cui Ming's house is very big. There are unexpectedly many cute dolls in the house, which are soft and various. The overall decoration style is also very warm.

"The small ones were caught by me, and the big ones were bought by my sister. She liked buying dolls since she was a child. After my brother-in-law got married, she kept these dolls at home."

Cui Ming found a pair of slippers for Su Zhiyun from the shoe cabinet, also in the shape of a very cute lamb, with big eyes and small horns, fluffy and soft.

Su Zhiyun sat on the sofa and looked around a little: "Aren't your parents at home?"

It was already approaching five o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight outside the window was a light yellowish color, and the snow-white gauze curtain was also warm. Cui Ming rummaged through the box to find the medicine box, missing the date of iodine and bandages, Just brought everything over.

"They're on a business trip and won't be back until a few days later."

Cui Ming spoke lightly, and he handed the medicine kit to Su Zhiyun.

Su Zhiyun began to treat his own wound, and his movements looked very familiar.

He was bruised and bruised, with obvious bruises and welts everywhere.

Cui Ming was silent for a while, before hesitatingly said: "Is this... all related to Gu Zehuan? Or those who like Gu Zehuan did it? I heard that you two have always had a very good relationship and are inseparable. He really doesn't care. Do you know about this?"

The dark brown iodine tincture left mottled marks on Su Zhiyun's skin.

"Knowing or not knowing will not change the outcome of the matter. Even if he doesn't know or he doesn't want me to do it, I will still do it."

Cui Ming saw red berries sprouting from between his bowed neck, which were full of juice and knotted on his heart, shivering with cold.

He suddenly fell silent, and stood up like a cover-up: "I'm going to wash some red bayberry."

……

The water was clear and cool, clean, rippling layer by layer at the fingertips, Cui Ming mixed some salt into it, and suddenly remembered the dream he was ashamed to talk about.

The other party sucked his lips at the tips of his ears, licked his eyelashes and neck, his lips and teeth were moist and hot, and exhaled an overwhelming fragrance.

In the dim shadow of the tree, Su Zhiyun turned into a flower bud full of honey, and a snow-white flower column emerged from his lips, winding and twisting, naked and passionate.

And the entire tropical rainforest is covered with wet, sweet and greasy steaming rain and fog.

In reality, Su Zhiyun is cold and indifferent. He is scarred and bloodstained, and has nothing to do with the sweet or ignorant elf boy. He has other people's hickey marks on his neck, and he is only fascinated by that person. Hungry and thirsty.

Cui Ming couldn't stop the crazy fantasies that spread wantonly in his mind, he wanted to know what Gu Zehuan did to Su Zhiyun, what did he do, or did he not do anything at all?

His chest was cold, swollen and hot, the dream overlapped with the real boy, becoming the same shadow.

It was cold and sick, and it was hot and wet.

He tried his best to get the messy thoughts out of his mind, and silently walked into the living room with the washed red bayberry.

A mushroom growing from the corner.

Delicate, cold, lifeless white.

Su Zhiyun's upper body is naked, shining brightly in the room. From his narrow shoulder blades to his collarbone, there are spreading red berries. The silver nails on his collarbone are shining brightly. cross.

Inky black writing is wrapped around the cross.

"Is this what you want to tattoo yourself?"

After a long time, Cui Ming spoke.

After Su Zhiyun got dressed, the tattoo was covered by a loose t-shirt, and he let out a soft "hmm".

Cui Ming was silent, he didn't speak.

After a while, Cui Ming picked up a red bayberry and put it in his mouth, and said calmly: "If I tell you that I have fallen in love with someone else, can the two of us still be friends?"

This was an unexpected answer, and it came out without warning, making Su Zhiyun's movements stagnate.

He turned his head and found that Cui Ming's eyes didn't have a hint of joking or teasing.

Cui Ming asked: "Sister, why did you stay with brother-in-law?"

Cui Yi recalled the first meeting between herself and her husband, her eyes shone with warmth, and she replied naturally: "Because I like him."

"Then if he doesn't like you, will you continue to like him?"

"Like has never been unreasonable and has no reason. Likes will not change because the other party doesn't like you, nor will they disappear because the other party likes others."

"If you could like whoever you want in this world, and hate whoever you want to dislike, there wouldn't be so many idiots complaining about women."

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