Long Island High School

He Wenzhou tilted his head and glanced at him, his eyes were erratic and blurred, and it didn't seem like he was looking at him.He was too lazy to have no bones, and he had no expression, like a god without sorrow or joy.It's just that his lips are bright red, the equipment room is very hot, his forehead is sweating, his school uniform pants are half unbuttoned, and he doesn't know what he's doing with his hands stuck inside.When he reached a certain point, the tip of his nose moved, showing a very annoyed expression, then his body trembled, and he let out a long breath of relief.

Gao Yang was stupefied by his expression, he went in like a ghost, and closed the door.He vaguely knew that this scene was not easy to be seen by others. As for why he couldn't be seen by others, he didn't dare to think.

Sitting next to He Wenzhou, he smirked and pushed his buddy: "Why are you hiding here?"

He Wenzhou sniffled and didn't answer him.

He aired his piece of meat frankly. There was a gap in the curtains that was not closed, and the outside sun was exposed to the sun, casting a layer of gold on He Wenzhou's body.

Golden from head to toe.

He Wenzhou enjoys the aftertaste of the peak, and Song Jing is in his heart.Song Jing's hair, Song Jing's face, Song Jing's scent, and the way Song Jing held him in his arms to help him.

Unfortunately, he just escaped.

Gao Yang didn't know why his throat was so dry, not only dry, but also hot.The place is full of tables, chairs, basketballs, the air is blocked, and the space is narrow, but He Wenzhou is peaceful, lying on the ground enjoying himself.

He looked down in a daze, and saw He Wenzhou's gray underwear.The side of the underwear in the blue school uniform was wet, and I don't know what it was.

He immediately began to stammer: "You... Lao Song, Song... Where are you?"

He Wenzhou still didn't answer, and smiled mysteriously at him.

Gao Yang had never seen him smile like this before, his brows and eyes were curved, he stretched every muscle, and smiled at him.As if he couldn't bear He Wenzhou's sweet smile, his skin got goosebumps, and he withdrew his body.

"What are you doing kid?"

He Wenzhou approached him suddenly, with a low voice, bewitching him until his scalp went numb.

"What do you say?"

"Ok?"

He Wenzhou touched himself and gasped, Gao Yang cursed: "Fuck!"

He was knocked open by He Wenzhou to a new door. This is Pandora's box, which is dazzling and dazzling. He gradually lost his soul, and he doesn't know when he will imitate He Wenzhou's appearance.He'd done it himself, but it seemed like sloppy animal behavior, nothing to think about.Now he is hot all over, burning like a small stove, snorting, groping towards himself under He Wenzhou's gaze. He Wenzhou is with him, and he is a good teacher halfway, guiding him to climb to the peak step by step.That can be said to be one step to the sky, ecstasy.During this period, He Wenzhou was like a god, with a faint smile hanging on his face.

However, a young boy can't stand it without touching it. After playing like this for a while, he became addicted, and grabbed He Wenzhou's hand and touched himself again.

He Wenzhou was just out of curiosity at first, but now his hands are sore, why would he care about him anymore.However, Gao Yang pulled his hand hard, and he didn't move, so Gao Yang could support himself and fight bravely.He Wenzhou looked at him with a smile, Gao Yang stared viciously, panting, and suddenly wanted to kiss him, but He Wenzhou pushed him away.

After He Wenzhou finished helping him, he shook his left hand, feeling sticky and funny.

But he thinks he is dirty, sweating and smelly all over his body.

Gao Yang stood up belatedly, pulled down his pants in a hurry, the two of them didn't say anything, but there was an inexplicable atmosphere between them.

Gao Yang began to feel regret and embarrassment, He Wenzhou is his good buddy.

However, He Wenzhou acted as if nothing had happened, he zipped up his bag, packed his schoolbag, waved to him lazily and walked out.

He even took Gao Yang's shoulders and asked him where the snacks are delicious after class.

It couldn't be more normal.

Gao Yang's stomach full of emotions, shock, ambiguity, shock, and embarrassment have nowhere to go.He couldn't go up or down, staring at He Wenzhou, he suddenly felt that he was a demon.

A demon that eats people's hearts.

The devil had no time to think about what he thought, and waited outside the campus on a bicycle.Song Jing didn't like him smoking, he was busy taking two puffs at the school gate, and took two puffs violently with a cigarette butt between his hands, feeling like he was dying.

He enjoyed enough and threw away the cigarette.

He became addicted very quickly, and he started smoking very quickly. He smoked whatever he had, and let it go if he didn't.

Song Jing didn't like the smell of cigarettes on his body, so he just hung out in the wind, flapping his clothes, and after a while, Song Jing came out.

Song Jing came out and sat behind his car, while He Wenzhou drove him towards a small road.

Gao Yang's heart was boiling, watching him carry Song Jing away, he didn't know why, he felt very uncomfortable.

He Wenzhou drove Song Jing to Jinghu Xiangyuan. Every weekend, Song Jing would go to him to do homework.This is He Wenzhou who bravely broke into Xu's house and crossed Ming Road.

That day when He Wenzhou sent him home, Song Jing entered the cave as usual, rang the doorbell and waited for the door to open. His grandma always felt that he was coming home late recently. Behind Song Jing.Song Jing was also taken aback, not knowing when he rushed up.

His grandma was taken aback, Song Jing was also stupid, but He Wenzhou's mouth was as sweet as honey.While introducing himself, he pushed Song Jing in to change his shoes, and greeted Song Jing's grandma familiarly, asking if he was Song Jing's friend and could he invite Song Jing to his home to do homework on weekends.They do homework together, it would be great if there is a discussion.

He didn't dare to say that his grades were poor, for fear that the old man would dislike him.

Song Jing faltered and couldn't say anything.Seeing his nervous appearance, Grandma Song Jing sent the strange boy away first.

Song Jing was worried all night, but Grandma Song Jing behaved normally.

The next day I asked him: "Aren't you going to your classmate's home to do your homework?"

Song Jing bit the bun: "Huh?"

Grandma Song Jing said, "Come back at six, don't stay out late."

Song Jing swallowed the food in his mouth hastily, and let out a huff.

Grandma Song Jing had already noticed that he had made friends.For so many years here, Song Jing has never had any friends.She also remembered that it was the last time Song Jing was injured, that kid sent him home.This friend is good-looking, has a sweet mouth, and is very good at business.

Although she wasn't happy that he had any kind of cronies, but he only had one friend, and she even broke into the house and invited him to do homework together.She let him out anyway. It's nothing for a young man to grow up without a friend.

Therefore, even if He Wenzhou had crossed Ming Road, he could take him to Jinghu Fragrant Garden openly and aboveboard.

In Jinghu Xiangyuan, it is a small secret base.

The two of them were doing their homework facing each other at the small round table in the living room. Even if Song Jing was doing homework at her boyfriend's house, she was very serious and focused.

He Wenzhou was different. He first looked at Song Jing with his chin in his hands, and thought he looked good everywhere, even when he was doing his homework.He couldn't stop lying on Song Jing's lap and playing video games. Song Jing stroked his face with one hand, reassuring him not to make trouble, while solving problems with his pen and snake.

This was not enough, He Wenzhou yelled to eat grapes again.

Song Jing had no choice but to change his English listening skills. The tape recorder was playing numbly. He went to the kitchen to wash the grapes, and put them in a glass bowl after washing them.First peel off the skin of the grapes, and then scoop out the grape seeds inside with a special spoon, leaving only the round flesh. Peel one out and feed it into He Wenzhou's mouth, then peel off another one.

He Wenzhou ate two or three and shook his head, wanting to drink juice.Song Jing brought the juice and put in a straw, He Wenzhou said, "Feed me!"

He was playing with the controller with both hands, and he had no time.

Song Jing fed him the juice while doing his reading comprehension.

Before he finished, He Wenzhou stopped drinking again, saying that his stomach hurts.

Song Jing endured it and did not turn his face.

Holding him in his arms, the two leaned on the sofa. He rubbed He Wenzhou's stomach and asked him, "Did you eat something bad?"

He Wenzhou shook his head: "I don't know."

Song Jing's warm palm was pressed against his stomach, watching his face: "Does it still hurt?"

"Well, it won't hurt if you rub it all the time."

Song Jing just hugged him and rubbed his belly, he couldn't do anything, let him feel comfortable first.

He Wenzhou lay sweetly in his arms, and then pillowed on his lap. Super Mario passed all the way by eating points, and pulled down the small flag.He jumped up suddenly: "Win!"

Almost rolled off the sofa, Song Jing picked him up and asked nervously, "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"No brother, I'm hungry."

"I'm going to get the biscuits."

"Forget it, you can hug me for a while."

So Song Jing held him in his arms again, and He Wenzhou pulled the skirt of his clothes, letting him touch his stomach again.Song Jing saw that he didn't wear socks on his feet, so of course he would catch a cold, so he kissed He Wenzhou on the cheek and asked him to wait.He Wenzhou anxiously held his hand, not letting him go. Song Jing tugged at him lingeringly, finally separated, brought socks from the bedroom, and put them on for him one by one as if serving a baby.

Song Jing warned him: "Don't take it off."

He Wenzhou twisted and turned around, breathing on his waist, and suddenly had a sudden impulse: "Let's go to the playground!"

"Now?"

"Oh, it's late now, let's go tomorrow! Go early in the morning!"

"Tomorrow... I still have to do my homework tomorrow."

He Wenzhou frowned, and Song Jing became very nervous, almost clenching his heart tightly.

"You don't want to go with me?"

"No……"

"Then why don't you go with me? The playground is so much fun. Last time I went with my dad and You Xing, I couldn't get enough of it!"

He Wenzhou looked at him innocently, and Song Jing opened his mouth several times, but he didn't have the heart to say no.

He Wenzhou is still recalling: "When I was about seven years old, they accompanied me once. For my birthday, I bought balloons, cakes, and a big, big water gun. I carried a water gun. I was very powerful. I don’t feel tired after walking in the sun for a long time. My dad went to buy a ticket. I really want to eat that kind of snowman ice cream, so I asked my mom to buy it. But my mom didn’t come to pick me up after an hour, and I got lost again. , cried and looked for them, but couldn't find them no matter how hard I tried, and that day, I had that dream!"

Song Jing was worried.

He Wenzhou asked mysteriously: "Guess what I dreamed about?"

"what?"

He Wenzhou frowned, feeling that he couldn't guess what he was thinking.He was his confidant, he should have guessed.

But no matter how much they know each other, they still have a heart-to-heart connection, so they can't fully integrate, know each other completely, and understand his delicate and sensitive thoughts.

But Song Jing couldn't care less, he just felt flustered, so flustered that he hurried up to caress He Wenzhou's brow, and said, "Don't be angry, brother, we are not angry."

He Wenzhou was barely comforted by him, and he stared into Song Jing's eyes: "I dreamed that you didn't come back, I couldn't find you, you, like her, didn't come to pick me up after several hours, why don't you Come pick me up? I'm not your baby!"

Song Jing's back felt cold, his heart was clenched tightly, and water came out of his clenched hands.

"Don't be afraid, Wenzhou."

He held him in his arms: "Those are in the past. I am here, and I will always be here."

He Wenzhou put his arms around his waist and murmured: "You must always be here."

Song Jing closed his eyes, hugged his baby: "Yes."

The more he touched, the more he felt that he was close to a demon.This demon loves him deeply, entrusts his heart to him, and relies on him both mentally and physically, like a vine growing on his body, fully absorbing his blood, and cannot leave him for a moment open.

He is so evil and so fragile, Song Jing ignores him, he can't sleep all night.If Song Jing attacked him fiercely, he would cry out of grievance.

So Song Jing didn't dare to attack him, nor did he dare to go against his will, and carefully guessed his will to live.Because he loves him that much too.

Every quarrel did not calm him down, but instead pushed them closer.If he wants to understand him, he must understand him, understand everything about him.He wants to know all his thoughts, see all his thoughts, and be able to rush to him at any time and hold him firmly.Comfort him and understand him.There was no hiding between them, they were completely transparent, and completely delivered. His heart belonged to He Wenzhou, his body belonged to He Wenzhou, and his soul would also be branded with He Wenzhou's mark.

Everything about him should be his.

The fire of love is burning brightly, enough to make Song Jing brave.Even though He Wenzhou has various flaws, it's all because he loves him, so he can't let go.

The love between the two became closer and closer, and they couldn't be separated for a moment, and they fell into the abyss panicked together.

Song Jing opened his eyes every morning and thought about He Wenzhou. All day long, he wondered if he was doing well, whether he was happy, whether he had eaten, how he slept last night... He is in control of his destiny with every breath.

Naturally, He Wenzhou is also the same. He enjoys this kind of love without any space, which is almost suffocating, and feels that it should be so.

He soaked in Song Jing's sweetness from morning to night, so happy that he couldn't get enough of it.

He was planning and felt that he could proceed to the next step.

The next step is to make Song Jing completely his own.It's just that before he talked with Song Jing, another accident happened.