The world's most heartbreaking crush

Yu Yang's breath gradually became scorching hot, and brand marks sprinkled down and imprinted on the sides of Bian Li's face and the back of his neck.The bed was very soft, supporting the two of them, Yu Yang suddenly stopped his movements, laying his head in the socket of Bian Li's shoulder, breathing like a long drought caused by high temperature.

She was panting heavily, a strange red color appeared on her cheeks, and her mind was dizzy, as if someone had hit her temple hard.

She held on to her consciousness, stroking the tattoo with her warm fingertips, and the words were crushed in her lips and teeth, "Bian Li, once you get the tattoo, you can't wash it off...you can only belong to me."

The fine and numb itching rises from the spine, turning into burning heat.Bian Li raised her arm, but was crushed to death by the woman, "I seldom regret anything I do." Yu Yang shackled her like a savage dragon guarding a glittering golden treasure.

Two equally thin bodies were stuck together, their ribs pressed against each other, but no one said to let go.

Yu Yang fell asleep, still murmured something subconsciously, Bian Li put his ear close to listen, but was startled by the hotness and panicked.

She cupped Yu Yang's cheeks, his face was flushed with eye-catching brows, and his lips were half parted in discomfort.Che Lizihong's tongue limply pressed against her teeth, but Bian Li didn't have the heart to think about writing or not. She pushed Yu Yang's fingers off her wrist one by one, then jumped out of bed to get the thermometer.

Yu Yang's hands were hanging down on the edge of the bed, and he couldn't help curling up.In the dream, she returned to the year when she was eight years old, holding her favorite kitten in her arms, and the black and brown fur of the cat was as dirty as the skirt on her body.

Yu Yang looked pious and caring, and combed his "friend"'s hair with a small comb.

But someone came over and snatched the cat right away, Yu Qiushui stared at a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, "It's really dirty," Yu Yang said fiercely, "Get up!"

The cat bounced away.Yu Yang stared fixedly at Kong Luoluo's arms, and when he realized it, he began to cry loudly, his voice went straight up, almost toppling over the dilapidated thatched roof of the kitchen.

Yu Qiushui squatted down hastily and covered her mouth, "Don't cry!" Yu Yangshui glanced to the side, and saw the three-legged cat hiding in the dark stove, shivering.

Yu Yang closed his eyes and cried harder.

"Stop crying!" Yu Qiushui threatened in a low voice, "If you attract people, be careful and I will throw you away."

"Yangyang don't want it!" She grabbed her mother's hand, "Yangyang won't cry anymore, mom will help me take the cat out, okay, it's a gift from grandma—"

"Okay, okay!" Yu Qiushui said impatiently, grabbed the cat's broken leg and dragged it out, Yu Yang immediately hugged it happily.

"Yu Yang, let go of it first, change your clothes, and let's go see the guests." Yu Qiushui suppressed all his impatience, and said in a gentle voice.

"No. I don't want to..." Yu Yang shook his head, and said stickily, "I don't want to see him, he is not good to grandma."

Yu Qiushui suddenly snatched the cat from Yu Yang's arms, grabbed the scissors on the stove, and suddenly the ear-piercing cat meowed.Yu Yang stared blankly, and couldn't help murmuring, "Mom! Mom, don't be angry! Yangyang will be obedient in the future!" She rushed to hug Yu Qiushui's leg, but was kicked away by the woman.

In a drowsy state, she saw Yu Qiushui's ferocious face through her tear-dimmed eyes, and subconsciously shrank back, but Yu Qiushui suddenly became gentle, squatting down, making a gesture to hug her.

Little Yu Yang shook his head and refused.

The woman crouched on the ground, also like a child, innocently and falteringly walked over, trying to hug Yu Yang into her arms.

Yu Yang shrank back, behind him was the dirty and black stove, and there were still a few black and brown cat hairs left on the scissors.The cat huddled in the corner and was gasping for breath, Yu Yang suppressed his fear and hugged Yu Qiushui, repeating incessantly, "Please...don't dislike Yang Yang."

The sharp and cold scissors moved around the top of her head, cutting off her deliberately long hair.

"Please, Yangyang will be good...don't cut my hair, those people...will laugh at me again."

Yu Yang hugged his knees, shook his head slightly, tears dripped the soil out of two shallow pits.

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Bian Li measured Yu Yang's forehead temperature with an electronic thermometer, and it was 38.2 degrees Celsius.

The girl bent down, trying to catch Yu Yang's creaking nest and hug him up, but the side of her neck rubbed against the other's crystal clear tears.

Yu Yang cried.

"I'll be good, please don't..." Yu Yang's crow-like long eyelashes fluttered, flapping his wings like a delicate moth, living and dying.

"Yu Yang?" The sour suffocation almost blocked the trachea, and the chest cavity seemed to be hit hard by someone, with dull pain, Bian Li hugged Yu Yang in his arms, coaxing gently, "We have to go to the hospital."

"Please..." Yu Yang resisted and turned his face away, his voice was fragmented and dismal, like water plants swaying in the water, even needing to cling to soft waves to survive.

Bian Li pursed her lower lip blankly, looking at the bleak scene, she cared about Yu Yang's resistance, but she also hugged him tighter, like twin stalks, entwined and growing.

In such a warm and firm embrace, Yu Yang's sobs gradually eased.Bian Lilu's eyes dimmed slightly, and she called a private doctor to see her.

In the middle of the night, after taking medicine and hanging up the infusion bag, Yu Yang tossed and fell asleep.Bian Li helped measure the temperature again, and it dropped a lot.

During this period, Yu Yang kept clasping her hand and refused to let go.Bian Li rubbed away Yu Yang's frowning brows, caught a glimpse of the blue-black pinholes on the back of the other's hand from the corner of the eye, and kissed her gently, like a gust of wind, with utmost care and tenderness.

The next day, Yu Yang woke up in Bian Li's arms, with his arms pressed against the girl's soft chest, placed in the narrow gap in the middle and intertwined with the other's fingers.

Wet touch.

"You didn't drink or smoke some time ago, and your physique has deteriorated a lot." Bian Li's slender and thick long eyelashes cast a layer of gray, "I was sick last night, and I kept pulling on me and refused to let go."

Bian Li raised the hands they held together, with a faint smile, "I've been muttering not to leave. Yu Yang, if you don't want me so much, then don't leave me forever." His gaze was firmly fixed on the other person's face, for fear of missing something. Variety.

Yu Yang's eyes flashed, but he didn't respond.

"Yu Yang, tell me that I am the person you love the most, right?" Bian Li followed Yu Yang's gaze and asked, with panic buried deep in his eyes.

"Yes, you are." Yu Yang murmured.

"Then tell me why you are afraid. I have grown into an adult who can protect and take care of you. What are you afraid of?"

Yu Yang suddenly moved closer, and hugged the girl's flexible waist like a willow, "I'm more afraid of getting it than losing it. When I was young, I had a cat, and I loved her very much, but the more I love her, The more my mother can't stand it...and my first lover, who was my teacher, broke my favorite violin, just because I take the game more seriously."

"In the end they all went away from me."

"I can't afford to lose anything. So I'm even more afraid of gaining. Only when I have nothing left, can I have the courage to take a gamble."

Bian Li held Yu Yang's face, kissed away the tears on her face, and replaced words with sincere actions.

The publicity day for the movie "Swan" is scheduled to be half a month later.Before that, Bian Li and Yu Yang went to Lingcheng, which was their hometown.

A small town in the south that is as beautiful as a picture scroll is famous for its small boats, low walls, arch bridges, simple residents and unique food.

At the breakfast stand on the street, pure white mist overflowed above the fragrant and soft white sugar cake. Bian Li took a breath into the palm of his hand, but Yu Yang took a bite of the white sugar cake and handed it over, complaining, "You took a big bite!" Take a bite!"

"Really?" Yu Yang chewed his mouth full of cakes, and dragged Bian Li into a shop.The store is not big, and there are five small square tables. The proprietress wiped her hands, opened the soft rubber curtain and walked out. When she saw Yu Yang, her eyes lit up.

"It's been a long time, little girl?" The proprietress said reminiscently, "It's been many years... I still watch your TV, and I've always missed you."

Yu Yang glanced at Bian Li who was sitting across from him, smiled, and replied softly, "This time, bring... the kids to see." He secretly added, mine, my family's.

Originally I wanted to say 'the person I like', but I was afraid that Bian Li would be shy, so I just called him 'little friend', but it seemed more intimate.

"It's still the same. Two bowls of wonton noodles and one bowl of jelly. It should be sweet-scented osmanthus."

"Jelly, have you ever eaten it?" Yu Yang poured two cups of soybean milk.

"Yes, but I haven't tried the sweet-scented osmanthus flavor." Bian Li licked his lips curiously, and had already begun to guess what it was.

The wonton skin is thin, translucent, and the pink stuffing inside can be seen clearly. The meat is finely chopped, mixed with shrimp and mixed with the soup, and it bursts at the tip of the taste buds; , looking up at Yu Yang with a red face.Lu Yan blinked and blinked, Yu Yang's heart was in a mess, he stretched out his long hand, rubbed Bian Li's head, and pushed the bowl of jelly in the middle, "Try it?"

The white porcelain spoon took a spoonful, and the crystal clear jelly swayed slightly in the air. Bian Li somehow thought of that soft tongue, and the heat gathered in her abdomen. She quickly bit the spoon, not daring to think about it any further. .

The sweet-scented osmanthus flavor is very light, and the taste is slightly sweet, but it is precisely this that makes people feel more and more aware of the taste and can't stop.

The roads in Lingcheng are not as wet and muddy as the land. They are covered with oval-shaped stones, so when you step on them, you won't feel harsh or slippery.Yu Yang took Bian Li's hand, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to a low house.

Bian Li picked up the bag, and Yu Yang took the keys out of the bag, and pushed open the mahogany lacquered door.

Because I want to live here, I had someone clean it some time ago.

The window is facing south, with plenty of sunlight, and golden molecules floating in the room. Yu Yangjiao's beautiful face is just facing a raised window. The rolling hills, the river surface splashed with green ink, the morning light penetrates the mist and falls on her. face.

The fine fluff looks cute.

Bian Li picked up Yu Yang and put him on the wooden table in front of the window, with a sly smile, pointing at Yu Yang's dangling calf with her fingers.

Yu Yang lowered his head and kissed the girl's pink lips, the tip of his tongue touched those shallow lip lines, the matte lipstick smudged, and was wet with rain, Bian Li backed away, took a breath, and kissed again .

The hands of the two on the corner of the table slowly overlapped, forming a shape of interlocking fingers.

Yu Yang opened the zipper of the down jacket, and Bian Li hugged her waist, which had become much plumper. The girl smiled and held the corner of her lips, kissed Yu Yang's chin, and asked, "What's for dinner?"

"What do you say?"

"Braised pork, you need to eat more and make up more."

Saying that, Bian Li pinched Yu Yang's waist, which seemed to be sensitive, Yu Yang flinched, and stared at Bian Li reproachfully.

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I'm going to write a sweet daily routine! (very loud)

I can!