I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

, suddenly looked up at me, smiled maliciously and said: "My impact is too strong, you can't bear it?"

It took me a long time to realize what it meant. I looked at Liao Muqiu speechlessly, and I really didn't know what to refute him. When he climbed up the pole, the more he drew, the darker he would be. .

I stretched out my hand to pull him away from my stomach, but as soon as my hand touched his head, he grabbed my hand and arched it on my shoulder. His warm breath patted my neck, scratching it once and for all. It makes my heart itch.

His head moved back and forth on my shoulder, and from time to time he would let out a few satisfied sighs, making himself feel like a five or six-year-old kid, whimpering and groaning, so uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a soft thing was pasted on my neck, which was cool and slightly damp. It was Liao Muqiu's lips.

"North and South..."

He opened his mouth in a low voice, as if wrapped in endless nostalgia, extremely gentle.

I saw Reet again when Liao Muqiu and I were eating supper at the night market.

Reet was shameless and came here uninvited.The line of greeting is completely the same as last time, "What are you up to lately, buddy?"

I wanted to answer, it's okay, it's okay, it's not bad.But when I think of Liao Muqiu's recent situation, I feel that I am quite aggrieved.But I can't tell people about this aggrieved situation, I can't tell Reet that I am sexually harassed by Liao Muqiu every day at home, right?

So when the topic changed, it turned into an exclamation, "There are some things that you hold back, so you don't want to say them."

Liao Muqiu glanced at me jokingly, and then replied with an extremely rude, "Some shit, you hold it back, you don't want to pull it."

Reet was more direct, speaking in a sad tone no less than mine, and the content was extremely lewd, "Some love, you can't do it if you hold it back!"

After get off work one day, as usual, I bought the ingredients Liao Muqiu needed at the vegetable market, and walked back home slowly.

His current cooking skills are much better than when he first moved to my house. At least he can control his salt intake.

I still remember when he fried chili and meat, there was a layer of soy sauce in the whole bowl, the chili was burnt long ago, but the strange thing was that the meat was not cooked.

Many years later, I still can't figure out how he made this dish.

There were two dishes on the table, one braised eggplant and one cabbage minced meat soup.The former dish is my favorite dish all the time, and the latter dish is a dish I hate these days, because almost all three meals a day have this soup.

I don't know what Liao Muqiu was thinking, but I think he must be making fun of me.As for why, I don't know.

I didn't see him when I came back, but my intuition told me that he should be playing on the computer in my room, so I went straight to the kitchen and took two sets of bowls and chopsticks, put the rice on the table and was about to call him At that moment, suddenly heard a scream——

"Ah! Ah-"

The decibels were beyond the tolerance of my heart, causing my whole body to tremble when I heard the sound.

Before I could calm down from my frightened mood, a second cry of shock followed closely behind at the top of my lungs.

"Ah-ah-"

The cry this time was slightly different from the one just now, with a touch of fear and pain.

My eyelids twitched inexplicably, and my intuition was bad, something must have happened.So I hurried into the room, but when I opened the door to see the situation inside, I just wanted to slap him on the forehead.

I saw Liao Muqiu crying and howling all kinds of ghosts and wolves while playing the game. The mouse was clicked in his hand, the keyboard was pressed loudly by him, and the whole person was floating with a layer of excitement.

I silently walked beside him and asked him, "What were you yelling just now?"

Without looking back, he said, "Look! Look!"

I leaned closer to the computer screen and looked at it. I didn't understand it, so I asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Didn't you ask my name?" He pointed to the computer and said, "Look! Look!"

I leaned over to look again, but I still didn't see any connections, and my tone was a little impatient, "What are you looking at! You are a piece of trash!"

He glanced at me and said disdainfully, "Vulgar."

I am speechless.

After a while, Liao Muqiu started screaming strangely again.This time I was not polite, and slapped him on the forehead, "What are you talking about! Come out to eat!"

He was not affected by the slap at all, and replied to me while slapping the keyboard with his neck stuck: "Look! Look! Look! There are a hundred idiots chasing me! Run! Run..."

I fucked Liao Muqiu's uncle a hundred times on the back of his head, then walked out of the room silently, picked up the rice bowl and ate at the table by myself, no longer waiting for this idiot.

After a while, Liao Muqiu came out whistling, sat next to me, picked up a chopstick, tapped on the corner of the table, and stared at me eating with interest.

He didn't avert his eyes until I finished a bowl of rice.

I couldn't help asking him: "Why are you always looking at me?"

"Nothing." He smiled lazily, a little ruffian, "I see you are beautiful."

I choked on my throat with a mouthful of saliva, I just felt that Liao Muqiu and Reet were getting closer, and the way they talked was like farting - ugly.

I ignored him and got up to go to the living room to watch TV.As soon as he stood up with two legs straight, he stretched out his hand to hold me and asked, "How is today's food?"

I answered truthfully: "Not bad."

"That's it." Liao Muqiu smiled triumphantly, "I don't even look at who did it."

The corners of his mouth were very curved, his eyelids drooped slightly, and the red mole covered the corners of his eyes in a low-key manner, giving him a sly look.

That appearance, like a good wife who is eagerly looking forward to her husband's appreciation.

23. I like you.

Liao Muqiu and I basically have nothing in common. In the days without Reet, apart from eating, sleeping, shitting and going to work, I just watched Liao Muqiu being stupid.

Every time before going to bed, he and I seem to have reached an agreement, first find a movie with a high rating on the computer, and then watch it together in bed.We usually both fall asleep before the movie is over.

Tonight, he didn't follow his instinct to play those French or British love movies he likes. Instead, he found a crime movie that I was interested in, and lay on the bedside, watching the movie while looking at me.

I think he likes to look at me very much recently, and he doesn't know what he is observing me.

His approach and intimacy are becoming more and more frequent and even blatant, which is still a bit taboo for me.I don't know what he is thinking, but I seem to be able to guess what he is thinking, but I dare not say it.

Such a day is unavoidable for me. I want to tell Reet, but I don't know how to say it.

I want to discuss it with him, but I can't find the words to express it. I can't ask him directly, are you gay or not?If he said yes, how should I answer?

I lived with Liao Muqiu for more than half a month with this kind of conflict in my heart, but I couldn't express a word.

Just like tonight, I can only be bored in my heart and continue to watch the movie on the screen as if I didn’t see anything.

But if I don't say anything, it doesn't mean he won't ask questions.

The ear is a sensitive thing, and the images heard are transmitted directly to the brain through the eardrum without filtering.

I only heard a faint sigh, and the tone was very soft, "Didn't you find anything?"

I pretended not to hear and watched the movie without turning my head.

"Didn't you find anything?" Liao Muqiu asked again, this time with a tougher tone.

I had no choice but to turn my head to look at him and ask knowingly, "What?"

"What do you think?" he asked me.

I shook my head and replied, "How would I know if you didn't tell me."

He looked into my eyes silently, and suddenly smiled: "Didn't you notice that I was observing you?"

"Are you watching me?" I asked pretending to be surprised.

"Yeah." He still smiled, "I've been watching you for weeks."

"So what did you observe?" I asked him casually.

"Observed." He nodded, put away his joking tone before, and said seriously: "You know, why do you have to tell me?"

I opened my mouth, but still nothing came out.I listened to the language in the movie that I didn't understand, and many clips flashed in my mind like a flower arrangement, but I organized them together, but it became a blank.

There seemed to be a big suffocation in the chest cavity, and it couldn't go up or down.I looked into Liao Muqiu's eyes, and suddenly felt an unprecedented bewilderment.

After a long time, I heard my own voice, a little cold and indifferent, "You also know that some things, to put it bluntly, are over."

Liao Muqiu didn't speak anymore, the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, showing a little stubbornness.He silently lowered his eyelids, and the red mole moved with his eyelids, expressing a sense of loneliness.

I turned off the bedside lamp, and the room was surrounded by darkness for a moment, except for the faint blue light of the computer.

I fell on the bed and observed Liao Muqiu's figure in the dark.His breathing was weak, even in the quiet air, he slowly slid down the head of the bed and lay flat on my back, getting closer to me bit by bit.

Suddenly, he turned over and pressed on my body, buried his head on my neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Nanbei, I called you at night before, why did you always answer me?"

I wanted to push him away, but as soon as I raised my hand, it seemed as if I had been exhausted of strength, and it fell down angrily.

"How should I respond to you?" I asked him.

He shook his head buried in my neck, then suddenly raised his head and stared at me blankly.Then, before I figured out the situation