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For a moment, Yan Zheng didn't react to the things here. He even stretched out his fingers and touched them without thinking. The soft human tissue was touched by an outsider for the first time, and it was as delicate as a newborn baby. Yan Zheng became confused. When he withdrew his hand, his brain, which was sluggish under the influence of alcohol, started to work slowly. It took a long time to finally realize what was going on at that time.

He has never seen it in places other than those online movies, and the organs that can only be found in women appear straightforwardly on the white and thin male body in front of him. In the dense grass, it suddenly caught fire.This lead led to the real desire in his heart, and gave Yan Zheng a reminder, making him know what the end of those longings and attachments, those reluctance and needs are.

He saw the secret that Shi Fang was covering up, but he didn't feel disgusted at all. He thought it was a beautiful miracle wishful thinking. He aroused desire for this deformed man, so he didn't want to use such a word that was misunderstood by most people in the world to call it.

He bent down, his eyes were filled with brilliant starlight, his soft lips and teeth spurted warm air, and he called out sweetly and excitedly; "Angel..."

Men don't have to like women. Today, Yan Zheng knows that the person he likes is androgynous, an angel.

21:11:57

angel

The sun poured in through the old glass windows, and the dust it raised was flying in the river of light. Yesterday, he took the opportunity to fill a bottle of Moutai, which was half full. Yan Zheng didn't expect him to be drunk for so long, and he had to pretend to be asleep and wait. Shi Fangman woke up first, but when the sun was high, the man still closed his eyelashes tightly, sleeping very peacefully with the bright red from his cheeks seeping into his skin.

The sun was dazzling, Yan Zheng closed the curtains, and erected his pillows to block the light coming in through the gaps in the curtains. He turned over from the bed and walked back and forth in the room barefoot.The clothes smelled strongly of alcohol. He dug out a clean short-sleeved jacket from his closet, grabbed a pair of trousers and hummed a song, and pulled them up. The trousers only reached his knees, and the trousers barely covered an old scar on his knees. Like a trampled and stitched earthworm, its skin curled into an odd shape.Yan Zheng squatted down in front of the mirror, exposing the four centimeters long scar on his knee and looked at it carefully. This old scar was very painful when it formed, but Yan Zheng didn't remember exactly what kind of pain it was. In addition to feeling ugly and weird, I only remember myself lying on a not-so-wide back that was wet with sweat, and my hanging calves dangled in the sweltering summer wind.

He picked up the clothes he had taken off, and threw them into the washing machine together with the trousers and long sleeves that were full at the same time. The metal machine turned rumblingly, and the rushing water wrapped the alcohol-stained fabric that the two took off. Rotating around the central axis, wetting and shaking it into tired fabric flowers, Yan Zheng unpacked the newly bought rose-flavored fragrance enhancer, looked at the dosage instructions and dripped a few drops, hoping that the clothes would be stained with a rich and fragrant fragrance, Hanging on the balcony like a dried rose.

The washing machine kept ringing, Yan Zheng approached the kitchen and started washing rice. He didn't need to think about the things he was used to. While soaking fragrant rice, he took out winter sausages and beef from the freezer.There are not many vegetables at home, and they are still the ones he bought before he left last time. Yan Zheng glanced at the food stored at home, and he could basically tell that Fang Man had eaten a meal of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and preserved cucumber eggs in cold seasoning in the past few days, and The latter also failed, leaving half a bowl of leftovers in the refrigerator, which he took out directly to the trash can.Mushrooms are all spoiled. Potatoes and beans are still usable. Onions can be used with beef to make black pepper beef. Later, sausages, potatoes and beans will be stewed in a pot of rice, and cucumber preserved eggs will be made. Yan Zheng is looking at the refrigerator After a long time, I couldn't pick anything else, so I took out my mobile phone and contacted my family to deliver a few dishes.

He chose a few dishes according to Shi Fangman's taste, and after hanging up the phone, he was about to put the phone in his pocket, but suddenly remembered something, opened the phone's photo album, and admired it carefully. The slender fingers that match his height, such fingers keep sliding across the lit screen, and as they shake lightly, they seem to hold the person on the screen firmly in his hands. Yan Zheng watched for a long time, his expression gradually became obsessed, and he licked He licked his dry lips, and let out a small sound from the depths of his throat: "...Angel..."

Because they thought they saw angels, people who already belonged to hell also wanted to become demons. Humans can't keep gods, but demons and angels are in a sense a match made in heaven.

This is indeed a sigh from a person in hell. If you can record this scene and show it to Yan Zheng, Yan Zheng will regret that he gave up the opportunity last night, but after all he still has reason, even in hell, salivating, But he was still able to lock the black wings that were about to move, and looked up patiently, looking up, and deliberately weaving a trap to catch the high and pure white wings.

He locked the pictures of the beauty of both sexes into the album, and at the same time temporarily locked his desires in a cage, turned around and looked harmless to humans and animals, preparing lunch extremely obediently.The knife was up and down, and the cut vegetables were placed on the plate by category. The white air rising from the rice cooker was gradually covered with the aroma of rice. After preparing the dishes, he cleaned up the water on the chopping board, dried his hands and went to the room to go.

This time, he went directly to Shi Fangman's room. Yan Zheng's long legs alternated, his steps were big and fast, his hand touched the handle, and he twisted it a few times without moving. Only then was he convinced of the movement he heard in the kitchen just now. It was real, the people inside woke up, and it was locked.

He must have been in a panic, otherwise there would be no noise caused by bumping into the chair, and someone who is not so cautious forgot to lock the door and had to take away the key inserted outside first.

Yan Zheng felt amused and proud at the same time, the former was because the man was forced to this point, the latter was because he was the only one who discovered the man's secret and pushed him to this point.

How did he wake up?Did the sun's glare wake him up, or did the rumbling washing machine wake him up?When he woke up, there was still a bitter taste of wine in his mouth, and the blush on his cheeks was not fading. Did he froze for a few seconds, and could he see his appearance at that time from the full-length mirror opposite the bed?

After all, Yan Zheng took off his clothes lightly, and put on another set of brand new pajamas for him.Although he still looks like a man tightly covered by long-sleeved trousers, Yan Zheng has indeed seen him naked, taking off his white wide underwear against his hip bones, and putting his arms around his legs to put on new ones for him. white dove.Taking off his wings, dressed in pure white, Yan Zheng kissed his light pink lower lip.

So this is the way of thinking of the devil. He will not recall what he has done, but will only remember the beauty discovered after deliberately exposing other people's secrets.

And just across the wall, behind the door, the person whose secret was discovered is still in pain.

The maliciousness and curiosity of children are amazing, but unfortunately, many adults will forget this truth learned in childhood, and wishfully underestimate those juniors who look cute, have no intentions, and rely on you wholeheartedly. And when they do something wrong, no need to explain, they will open up for them: "It wasn't intentional."

"He's still a kid."

"he does not know."

Shi Fangman is like this now, holding tightly to the collar of the white shirt that Yan Zhengxin put on with one hand, but his face is paler than the pure white in his hands, his chest under the open collar is beating fast, excruciating pain, but still In such near-death torture, Yan Zheng comforted himself wishfully, Yan Zheng didn't do it on purpose.

Shi Fangman's memory tends to be chaotic under the influence of alcohol, he resists thinking, resists pushing the person he has lived with for nearly two years in a direction he does not want, when the last straw that breaks the camel's back comes, The camel will definitely comfort himself, it's okay, it's just one more.

But now he was chilled all over, and all the straw rolled to the ground before the camel fell, wrapping the sad creature's body.

The warm sunshine was so hot that it was about to burn his skin. He shrank to the edge of the eaves and hid himself next to the doorpost, but it still didn't help. He had been waiting under the sun for a long time, so long that he began to miss the cold basement , Missing the person who held his hand back there, but now it is that person who wants others to throw him out, and he dare not knock on the door, nor dare to leave.

Shi Fangman believed that there were ten suns at this time, and when he looked up, each sun shone on his sin and filth, on his perversion and weirdness, his dehydrated voice was speechless, exposed to the sun. After so long, he didn't seem to have the strength to move anymore, so he just looked up, looked up, and waited to find an answer.

He didn't see anything until he saw tears in his eyes, until the sun was sinking, and the man who woke up from his afternoon nap threw a key down from the porch on the second floor, and it hit the ground heavily, like a beggar's grace .

"The family ugliness should not be publicized, you should come in, the Shi family can't afford to lose people."

They were both very young then, and Shi Hao was not the first to discover his secret, but he was the first to tell the truth unabashedly.

"abnormal."

The warmth of the other boy's hand still remained in his palm. His tears were still wet, and he was still in shock and was trying to lean on the past, but he was thrown away violently. The blanket on his body fell to the ground. The hook fell between Shi Fangman's buttocks, and the light in the basement was poor, but he saw the clue at a glance, shrewd and decisive, calmly and objectively said: "Pervert."

This is Shi Hao's consistent attitude since he was a child, and his voice has not changed at that time.