madness

Summer is so long.

The cicadas were singing loudly outside the window, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the temperature was very low. Su Zhiyun's exposed ankles were red from the cold.

He woke up vaguely. He didn't have a nightmare last night, but his mind was throbbing with the air conditioner, and he seemed to smell a very faint fragrance at the tip of his nose.

It is white orange blossom.

Softener of a famous brand.

He opened his eyes again, and saw clothes and trousers scattered around in the brightly lit room, a mess, all kinds of clothes were piled up on the head of the bed, and the white silk blouse he was holding tightly in his hand had been crumpled into tightness Baba look.

After a while, Su Zhiyun slowly remembered - these are Gu Zehuan's clothes.

And he built a nest in Gu Zehuan's clothes and slept soundly, without a dream all night.

dong dong dong.

A series of knocks on the door sounded, and the voice of Swallow was melodious, full of tenderness and sweetness unique to girls in love.

"Little Zhiyun, it's time to get up, A Gu made breakfast for us."

Swallow realized that no one was opening the door, so she knocked again and again. As soon as she stretched out her hand and turned the handle, the door opened to the outside. She only saw a lot of things scattered on the floor inside for a moment, and her face was pushed away.

Su Zhiyun walked out the door. His hair had grown long in recent days. He was wearing a black T-shirt, his skin was so pale that he had no blood color, and his collarbone was lonely, making him look more and more ghostly.

Yanzi noticed that Su Zhiyun was a little weird today, and silently swallowed the complaint that had come to his lips.

Su Zhiyun didn't pay attention to her, and tied her hair while walking. Her hands with distinct knuckles were as straight as a green bamboo, but there were dark brown old scars and tooth marks that could not be removed.

Yanzi looked at those hands, and suddenly smiled and leaned over.

"Hey, I found out that your hands are quite sexy today."

There were simple porridge, side dishes, and fried dough sticks on the table. Wen Zeyu's fingers were wrapped in bandages, his cheeks were pink, and Gu Zehuan was feeding him porridge.

Yanzi was so angry that his heart was blocked, and the swear words came to his mouth and he swallowed them forcefully.

Originally, Wen Zeyu didn't live here, but because of Yanzi's relationship, he wanted to move in and live together.He who slept well yesterday morning suddenly cried and yelled that his hand hurts, making everyone in the room uneasy until Gu Zehuan came into his room and said tearfully that he was afraid and dared not sleep alone .

Gu Zehuan just slept in his room all night.

Wen Zeyu was still showing off triumphantly today, Yanzi's silver teeth were about to be crushed, and he cursed a lot behind his back, but he was also afraid of Gu Zehuan.

Eight-treasure porridge was not sweet, Su Zhiyun pursed his lips, and put another large spoonful of sugar in it.

Wen Zeyu held his face, blinked his eyes, and drew his sword out of its sheath: "Brother Zhiyun, this porridge is not so hot anymore, and it won't be sweet even if you add sugar, it won't melt."

Su Zhiyun remained calm and didn't care: "It's okay."

Wen Zeyu struck out again: "Oh, A Gu never likes to eat sweets, so the porridge is not very sweet. If Brother Zhiyun is not used to eating it, how about a different bowl?"

It really couldn’t melt, the porridge was already warm, all Su Zhiyun tasted was unmelted white sugar, and he rubbed his tongue, bit by bit he chewed it up and swallowed, seeing Wen Zeyu’s beautiful and delicate face, he smiled Yan, innocent and romantic, seems to be ignorant of world affairs.

After a while, he said "Oh".

Wen Zeyu punched the cotton, and he was speechless for a long time. He began to suspect that Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan might not have the kind of relationship as mentioned in the previous rumors.

Otherwise, why did Su Zhiyun look so indifferent.

But he still didn't dare to believe it. He was sure that his information was correct. Su Zhiyun should like Gu Zehuan so much that he liked it to death. Otherwise, why would he not even want the inheritance right? He came here by himself to heal his emotional wounds. ?

So he spoke again, and said tentatively: "Agu, didn't you say that your clothes are all gone? There are only a few people in the villa, why don't you go and search now while everyone is here?"

Swallow was furious: "What do you mean, do you suspect that we are thieves?"

Wen Zeyu was not angry at all, he just looked at Su Zhiyun and said, "Isn't it, let's take a look at the room and see?"

In order to clear the suspicion, except for Gu Zehuan, the remaining three people sat in the hall, and only Gu Zehuan went up to search. Originally, Wen Zeyu wanted to go with him, but Yanzi stopped him.

"Why do you go, you are not suspected?"

"What suspicion do I have, I slept in the same room with A Gu last night."

"Who knows if you secretly went to get clothes after Ah Gu fell asleep in the middle of the night."

"I wouldn't do that disgusting thing."

Wen Zeyu was angry.

Yanzi retorted: "Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Since you haven't done anything, why are you afraid of inspection?"

Wen Zeyu stayed because of the radical method.

The first room upstairs is Swallow's room. Underwear, suspender dresses, eye shadow and lipstick are scattered in the room in a mess, and there are two cotton dolls that have been washed and faded on the bed.

In the glass vase was a bouquet of dying roses.

Gu Zehuan looked around for a while, then backed out.

The second room is Wen Zeyu's room, which is completely opposite to Yanzi's. Everything in the room is neat and clean, the windows are bright and clean, the floor is shiny, and even the sheets are smoothed without a single wrinkle.

There was also a slight scent of air freshener in the air.

It can be seen that the owner has mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And the third room is Su Zhiyun's room.Gu Zehuan put his hand on the handle, and gently turned the door open, and the situation inside came into view, with a clear view.

……

Seeing Gu Zehuan coming down, Wen Zeyu greeted him happily: "Did you find it?"

"Nothing at all."

Gu Zehuan said.

"how is this possible!"

Wen Zeyu didn't believe it.

"I told you that we are not thieves!" Yanzi was overjoyed, very happy that Wen Zeyu's plan had failed: "Whoever told you not to believe it, you still framed good people casually."

Su Zhiyun put down the bowl: "I'm full."

Seeing that Su Zhiyun was going to sleep again, Yanzi asked, "Didn't you just wake up?"

"Headache."

Su Zhiyun pushed open the door and saw that there were still many clothes scattered on the floor. He stood silently for a while before returning to the bed.

The moonlight was silent, Su Zhiyun was dreaming originally, all kinds of ghosts wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh, he couldn't escape, he was held down by all hands and feet, and submerged in the pool, suddenly he screamed, and he woke up I found that I was sweating profusely, and the cold sweat was piercing.

It was Wen Zeyu who was making trouble again. At 01:30 in the morning, everyone was woken up by the sound of crying. His face was obviously full of blood, and he was as pink and cute as a flower bud, but he wanted to frown and pretend to be a poor puppy. He posted it with a soft and sweet tone, "Agu, I can't sleep, I'm so scared, my hand hurts badly, can you sleep with me?"

The shameless request made him speak in a pure, innocent and pure manner.

Swallow was too angry to speak.

"A Gu, you must not promise him."

Gu?Su Zhiyun thought to himself.He will definitely say yes.

Doesn't he always show an attitude of non-rejection to the outside world?

But Gu Zehuan is different from Wen Zeyu. His innocence and ignorance are more seamless. He always seems very passive and never takes the initiative to do anything. When others advance a foot, he retreats a foot until the person approaches Gu Zehuan step by step, getting closer and closer. Getting closer, getting closer.

The cordon is getting farther and farther away, and the rationality is also getting farther and farther away. People are very close to Gu Zehuan, and they are already within reach, but they have already become crazy and crazy.

People say that all the time.

He did nothing wrong.

A Gu was just too soft-hearted and didn't know how to refuse.

Su Zhiyun turned his face away, and as expected, he heard Yanzi stomping his feet, in a tone of hatred: "Oh, Gu, why are you so soft-hearted, he is just lying to you."

Yanzi stayed for a while longer, making sure that Gu Zehuan was not leaving, and then returned to the room dejectedly. Su Zhiyun saw that the lights in Wen Zeyu's room were dark and the door was closed.

He stood outside the door for a while before leaving.

Gu Zehuan's room was just around the corner, the door was unlocked, it was wide open, and it was filled with four big characters of welcome. Su Zhiyun hesitated. He hadn't been in contact with Gu Zehuan for a long time, and he rarely spoke usually.

He didn't want to talk, didn't dare to talk, was afraid and couldn't help the temptation, and fell into the abyss.

But the door didn't understand Su Zhiyun's inner struggle, and it still opened it quietly with the attitude of not rejecting anyone who came.

So Su Zhiyun went in.

Probably because he left in a hurry, the pillow and quilt were not arranged properly, and the sheets were still wrinkled. Su Zhiyun lay down on it and smelled the remaining breath of Gu Zehuan.

He pervertedly searched for more traces and smells of Gu Zehuan's existence, and felt the warm sense of security and belonging as if a baby stayed in the womb.

He couldn't regret sleeping here, because he couldn't guarantee that Gu Zehuan wouldn't get up and go back to his room in the middle of the night.

Su Zhiyun got up reluctantly, and looked around again. The ordinary decoration was quite satisfactory.

The character of the owner of the room cannot be analyzed.

He opened the closet again, and saw that there were many clothes inside. Su Zhiyun picked up a folded shirt, held it tightly in his hands, and buried it.

Gu Zehuan's breath relaxed his tense nerves.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Zhiyun suddenly heard the light in the room "snap" turned on.

Gu Zehuan stood at the door, his bare feet under the soft cotton trousers, the bare floor could even reflect the slightly curved blue veins on the back of his feet.

Su Zhiyun's mind went blank, but inappropriately, he began to fantasize about bowing his head and kissing Gu Zehuan's instep in his mind.

He longed for the other so genuinely and deeply.

Gu Zehuan was watching him quietly.

Su Zhiyun was at a loss, he thought Gu Zehuan really didn't do it on purpose?Did he really not guess that he would enter his room?

Why is the door unlocked?

The light that came on suddenly almost made Su Zhiyun unable to open his eyes. He was stripped of his skin and his chest cut open in broad daylight. Dirty and depraved like a dirty mouse that has lived in the sewer all year round.

Therefore, it is reasonable for Gu Zehuan to take off his clothes one by one in front of him. In summer, the clothes are light and thin, and the white silk top falls silently on the ground. Gu Zehuan quickly took off all but his underwear.

This is to punish him.

He knew that he was fatally attracted to Su Zhiyun, so he deliberately and contemptuously insulted his spirit and eyeballs.

Seduce and tease him maliciously.

Su Zhiyun's breath stagnates.

Gu Zehuan did it on purpose. He lured Su Zhiyun, took off his clothes, and took away the crumpled shirt and trousers in Su Zhiyun's hands as if nothing had happened, and buttoned each button one by one, and the seams were tight, just like the one who was in Su Zhiyun just now. It wasn't him who stripped cleanly in front of him.

Su Zhiyun believed that Gu Zehuan would not let himself touch him, even with a single finger.

He just waited for Su Zhiyun to kneel at his feet again, to be like a puppy, like a lunatic, like the mentally ill patient from before, dependent on him sickly and crazily, and loved him.

Only in this way will Gu Zehuan accept him again and kiss him.

The white shirt was picked up by someone and thrown over lightly, like a flurry of snow. Su Zhiyun was surrounded by the warm snow, and someone squeezed his earlobe, which was not getting pus, through the shirt.

"Take this."

he said.

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