[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

Mouth: "Did you just arrive? Or have you been waiting for a while?"

Zhang Qiling said: "I arrived 15 minutes ago."

Wu Xie was taken aback, "Why didn't you say anything?"

"It's nearby. Xie Yuchen is next to you."

So he kept watching.Wu Xie couldn't tell what was wrong with it.Zhang Qiling didn't mention Qin Haiting, but she and Qin Yan were always beside Xie Yuchen.

Wu Xie caught a glimpse of a small gift box placed in the middle of the seat, and immediately fixed her gaze on it.Brown paper with a doodle version of the cake drawn with white lines.A cross was tied on the red packaging bag, and a neat bow was pasted at the junction of the cross.

It can't be for him, you can tell it at a glance.He immediately said: "Qin Yan's mother has no work tonight, so she took her back."

Zhang Qiling responded.

Wu Xie said again: "She has found a new job, and will pick up Qin Yan in two days."

No echo.

Wu Xie suddenly didn't know what to say, so he licked his lips, watched the car turn into another street, and said, "I'm going to pick her up tomorrow, a present—you gave it to her yourself?"

Zhang Qiling was silent for a while, then nodded.

Wu Xie smiled and said, "What did you buy? Actually, you don't need to waste money."

Zhang Qiling said: "The album."

"She must be happy."

Zhang Qiling didn't reply.

There was another short silence.The car was stuffy, Wu Xie rolled down the window.The evening wind came in, and it was cold on the face, like shards of ice biting the face.He raised the window a little higher.

"Do you know what Qin Yan told me today?" He said suddenly.

Zhang Qiling asked cooperatively: "What?"

He laughed, habitually staring at the license plate of the vehicle in front, "Tell me not to hate Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Qiling also seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then said: "Why do you ask that?"

Wu Xie said: "She heard it the night I came back from Yuncai's house. 'You guys are fighting'. She said so. I was almost weathered at that moment, what do you think I should tell her?"

Zhang Qiling smiled, "How could I hear that?"

Wu Xie scolded: "It's your fault. When I talk about the bed, you insist on a sofa. The movement is much bigger than the floor, do you know?"

The car in front stopped suddenly, Zhang Qiling stepped on the brakes quickly, clicked his tongue, and said nothing.The car next to me also stopped.Wu Xie poked his head out to look, and heard someone in front of him swearing at people at the top of his voice, typing out foul language like a cannonball without repetition.A ragged child got up from the ground, ignored it, and ran to the sidewalk with his head buried.It was probably a hurdle. I ran too fast and fell down. Fortunately, the driver stopped in time.

The scolding was suppressed by the persuasion and reprimands from behind, and the vehicle continued to flow forward like water with the brakes turned on.

Wu Xie thought about it and then asked cautiously: "What's the matter? The dinner didn't go well?"

Zhang Qiling stared at the road intently, and after a while, he said, "It's nothing."

Wu Xie didn't speak anymore.

The corridor was dark, the two of them walked lightly, and the voice control lights were not on.Zhang Qiling walked in front, Wu Xie followed, counting the steps with his head down.It's chilly in the back, and the oppressive feeling of the black space is too strong, so it's easy to think about something that's not there—if you look back, or Zhang Qiling suddenly turns back—the plots that were badly written in horror novels.

After climbing two more floors, he couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Qiling's clothes, the other party stopped immediately and turned to look at him.Standing at the corner of the stairs between the third and fourth floors, through the pitch-black air, he could only see a rough outline of the other party, as if he would turn into a hideous monster in the next second, peeling his flesh and dissecting his body , dig out the liver, and laugh at the beating heart that wished he could dig it out and hold it in front of him.

Wu Xie took a deep breath and said, "You can just say it, there is no need to do this."

The voice was very low and light, like a feather floating in the air.The voice control light didn't come on either.

Zhang Qiling stood still, and after a while, he said softly: "Go upstairs first." After speaking, he turned back and continued to climb the stairs.

Wu Xie stood there for a few seconds, then followed suit.

After the door closed, Zhang Qiling pressed the switch with a "click", and the light helped Wu Xie see his face clearly again, but he still had no expression.Wu Xie stood by and watched him change his shoes, but didn't move himself.After he changed it, he took out the key from his trouser pocket and handed it to him.Zhang Qiling's expression finally changed a little - as if frozen, staring at him blankly.

Wu Xie said, "You take it."

Zhang Qiling didn't answer.

Wu Xie frowned and said, "Do you want to take it?"

Zhang Qiling also frowned.

Wu Xie nodded, and simply put the key on the shoe cabinet.He was about to withdraw his hand, but Zhang Qiling grabbed it suddenly.

"What are you doing?" The tone was still calm.

Wu Xie said: "Do you think that you and I are just a temporary partnership?"

He still couldn't hold back, and touched the thorn in his heart with his own hands.

Zhang Qiling didn't say a word, staring at him quietly with black swamp-like eyes.Wu Xie let him hold his hands, waited for half a cigarette, then let out a muffled laugh, buried his head in quickly changing the slippers, and then concentrated his efforts to break free——Zhang Qiling didn't let go.He worked harder and made a gesture to go to the living room and study.But he had seen Zhang Qiling's strength before, like a water-soaked hemp rope, the more he struggled, the tighter he was, and finally it became a knot.

Wu Xie stopped moving, turned to look at him, and said, "No need, really no need. It's really embarrassing for you to ignore it. It's just a partnership, and if it doesn't suit your eyes, it will break up." Before Zhang Qiling could speak, He added, "I don't know what makes you unhappy, or you feel bored when you see me-in fact, it's always been like this, and you won't tell me why."

Zhang Qiling quietly stared at his red eyes, and after a while, said: "What are you angry about?"

Wu Xie said, "I'm the one who should ask this question, right?" After a pause, "What are you angry about?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyelids, the light cast a black shadow on the eyelashes on the skin.His hand loosened a little, and Wu Xie took the opportunity to pull it out.He stopped running and turned around to face him, waiting for him to speak.The second hand clicked away, like a bug, crawling on the heart and biting.After a few minutes, Zhang Qiling won.Wu Xie smiled and compromised: "It's okay if you don't want to say it." He turned around and walked to the study, "No one is forcing you, and no one will be forcing you again."

Wu Xie entered the study room, picked up the backpack behind the sofa, walked to the desk, unzipped the zipper and threw the books into the bag without looking at the titles, Zhang Qiling didn't pile books on the desk, these were all his.Finally, I stuffed the notebook into it, then plunged into the bedroom, opened the closet, picked out my clothes, hurriedly folded them, and stuffed them into the bag.In the end, the zipper almost couldn't be closed—even the zipper was reserved for him, and he was not allowed to leave. Zhang Qiling didn't move.He desperately zipped the zipper up, carrying it like a stone on his back.

During the whole process, it was difficult to breathe in my throat, as if it was blocked by something, and it seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands to kill me.

Enthusiasm really covers up a lot.He remembered Qin Haiting's words.The other party's farts are delicious, and the enthusiasm blinds the eyes.I think everything is fine, but in fact everything is just a mirror image.

Back in the living room, Zhang Qiling was still standing there, and looked towards him when he heard the movement.Wu Xie avoided his eyes and walked straight to the shoe cabinet. Zhang Qiling stepped aside and watched him change his shoes.Wu Xie's heart cooled down inch by inch, and now it was almost like a piece of solid ice - as long as there was another punch, "bang", everything would be gone.

Together with Zhang Qiling, he finally pushed this relationship to a dead end——out of this door, there is really no way out.

Standing in front of the door, he still paused, feeling that he was spineless.

But the picture seems to be frozen, frozen by frost and snow, probably when I wiped my hand, the palm was full of water, and it melted away without a sound, leaving nothing behind.Wu Xie only felt that his eyes were sore, and the two voices were arguing in his heart. One said in a literary tone that if you are ruthless, I will rest, and the other scolded that nothing but sex is so good. Fucking is better than nothing.

He put his hand on the doorknob, but there was still no movement behind him.

Really finished.

With a click, the doorknob was pushed down, and his arm was suddenly caught. He was startled, and the tight strings all over his body were loosened at once——Zhang Qiling pulled him back, turned around, and met the pair of stagnant water-like hands. Eyes, those lips are imprinted.

Zhang Qiling gnawed his lips like a lunatic, and soon the smell of blood poured into his mouth along with his tongue, licking his gums, rolling the tip of his tongue, and teasing the root of his tongue.He reached out to touch the strap on his shoulder, and it slipped down his arm. Wu Xie raised his hand accordingly, and when the shoulder strap of the backpack slipped out of his palm, there was a muffled sound, and the rock-like backpack hit the floor——in Wu Xie's mind The two words that immediately popped up were "computer".But Zhang Qiling's hand had already pulled out the corner of the shirt he had tucked into the waistband of his trousers, slid in coldly like a snake, wrapped around his waist, strangled him tightly for a while, and wandered around with his palm against his back indiscriminately.Wu Xie's thoughts just now were slapped down by the tide-like emotion again, he raised his hands and hung them around his neck, and rolled his tongue back like fighting a war.Zhang Qiling stopped suddenly, his fingers grabbed a handful of flesh on his waist, the pain caused him to gasp, and bit down on his tongue, fortunately he avoided it in time—it still touched the edge, the blood in his mouth The air is thicker again.Zhang Qiling immediately withdrew his tongue - that's probably what he meant by pinching his waist.He rested his head on his forehead, withdrew his hand from his clothes, and snapped off the light.

The room suddenly became dark, like being wrapped in a sack.His hands came back again, tightly wrapped around his waist, and did not move.The tip of the nose of the two people pressed against the tip of their nose, panting heavily to exchange carbon dioxide.The kiss was too long this time.

Only the sound of panting is left fighting against the night.

Wu Xie didn't move either, she closed her eyes and didn't speak.

How long it was quiet again - no one knows.Wu Xie thinks