bird under the eaves

The cold water droplets were scalded by the reddened cheeks, and fell one by one along Xu Yan's chin onto the white shiny ceramic surface.Xu Yan shook his head uncomfortably, probably because he wanted to get rid of the smell lingering on the tip of his nose, thinking that it was a smell that he imagined out of thin air to make him feel at ease, and to masturbate.

He has never had a way to vent his emotions.

It's no wonder that Cheng Xinlu is always worried about him, even Xiao Yuan, who has been offline all year round, is worried about his emotional problems.

When Wei Yuan was upset, smoking was like inhaling air, only half a screen was knocked out on a blank word document, and the cigarette case just opened was empty.The same goes for Cheng Xinlu, there are so many things, as soon as the black hot search hits, she will use a grandson's face to show a smile to the father of various brand owners.Lu Jiahong was even worse, the filming got stuck, he touched his chin and the old god made a "hiss" sound, and the cigarette butts at his feet became more and more tired.

Gotta find some outlet.

Xu Yan supported the countertop with both hands, looked up at the mirror in front of him, and met his pair of unwavering eyes.That look is very similar to Wei Yuan. Xu Yan firmly believes that Wei Yuan, played by Liang Yisheng, hated Qingshu in the later stage. He hated that this person appeared cleanly and made him fall in love with him. In the end, this person walked away cleanly. .

But Wei Yuan couldn't blame Qingshu, because Qingshu didn't know that he had done something wrong, he didn't understand feelings, and he didn't understand that a person falling in love with another person is to break his own branch.This blame that cannot be vented can only turn into hatred.

Xu Yan wanted to speak, but Liang Yisheng's face was in the mirror, but all he thought about was Wei Yuan, and the short movies of Wei Yuan and Qingshu kept playing in his mind.Thinking of Wei Yuan smiling when he cut his hair, he didn't know what he was thinking, saying that his hair was too long, like a girl.Wei Yuan stuck a cold beer can against his face, and laughed when he saw him trembling from the ice, laughing at him like a kitten.Wei Yuan said that he was a writer, he stared and couldn't understand what a writer meant, Wei Yuan still laughed, laughing at his innocence and righteousness.

Wei Yuan loves to laugh.

"elder brother……"

Xu Yan raised his head suddenly, almost thinking that what he was thinking was blurted out.Looking up from the mirror and seeing the two men approaching with their arms in their arms, he breathed a sigh of relief.I don't know which couple broke through Xu Yan's inner secret at this time. The one who was hugged in his arms had a braid and a bright yellow hair ring. His arm was on the other shoulder, and his exposed wrist was very white.The two smelled heavily of alcohol, and kissed against the door before entering the toilet cubicle. The braided man softened his voice and called brother several times before the man was willing to put his arms around him to go in, and closed the door with a "bang".

Xu Yan's Adam's apple rolled and rolled, his head was dizzy from being called "brother" every word, and he missed the time when he could exchange "brother" for Wei Yuan's kiss.

He turned to look at Liang Yisheng, and when he met his eyes, he was pulled into his arms.The smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and the hands on his back made his legs go limp. He was wearing a pair of suit pants today, with a belt tied around his waist. As soon as his legs became weak, Liang Yisheng picked up the belt with two fingers and put it on again. arms.

In the end, he was half-dragged and half-carried to the sink. There were still wet water stains on the countertop, which Xu Yan splashed on himself when he just washed his face.The suit pants were too thin, and the water stains soaked in, and his butt soon felt ice and wet. He tried to move away while holding on to the marble surface, but was held down by Liang Yisheng with one hand, so he could only tilt his head up and kiss him.

There are two pots of flowers in the corner of the sink, real flowers.

The branches and leaves were originally stretched out, but they were squeezed together by Xu Yan's back, forming a lush forest.

The upper body is a very thin sweater, light-colored.The chest is a silver zipper that can be pulled down from the neck to the chest.Xu Yan's private clothes have always been dressed like a student. His face is already very confusing. At first glance, ordinary people can't guess that he is 27 this year, like a student who is still in college.

Liang Yisheng reached out to pull down the zipper, but Xu Yan blocked it.That hand stopped, and quickly shifted its position, touching up from Xu Yan's back waist.The sweater was lifted up in a big piece, and the leaves behind him rubbed against Xu Yan's skin, itching.

When Liang Yisheng was doing these things, he kept kissing him, Xu Yan clearly felt that his lips were being tortured, and the tips of his teeth were grinding as if they were about to pierce deeply.

This feeling is very split, for Xu Yan.They are not in the hut with a hole in the roof of Shoushan Village, but with bright lights and bright clothes, as if Qingshu finally followed Wei Yuan to his city, and they fell in love with each other without even a trace of barrier, kissing here.

Dimly heard Liang Yisheng's voice, his voice was hidden in his throat, as if deliberately avoiding him.Xu Yan couldn't hear clearly, but wanted to hear it, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were too quiet, only the low, heavy words were left, and the words that were broken to pieces by the kiss could be spelled into two words.

green tree.

Green tree, green tree, green tree...

Xu Yan's whole body went from numb to frozen, and he could drop dead branches all over the ground with a shake.The hands on the back were still hot, and every time they touched a place, they felt as if they were going to be stamped with his brand.He struggled, pressed Liang Yisheng's upper arm, and then avoided his lips.

But the breathing is still entangled, and it seems that the lips of the two people have separated, and the breath is still intimately blended.Feeling embarrassed, Xu Yan raised his hand and wiped his lips viciously, calling Liang Yisheng's name. It was the first time he called Liang Yisheng that way, and it was correct.

After Liang Yisheng became popular because of the role of Sheng Yan, everyone suddenly discovered that Liang Yisheng turned out to be the son of actress Song Zi.Song Zi Xiying has been a full-time wife for more than 20 years, but no matter how new a newcomer is, she has heard of this name more or less. Song Zi was an artist in that era. There are far less rules than now. She is cautious in her words and deeds, and it is commonplace for reporters. Song Zi is also an outstanding one. Ask her a personal gossip, and she will not take the microphone for a week.

As time went by, no one dared to ask her about her private affairs, so when her career was in full swing, she suddenly announced that she would quit Yingying Xiaosha and become a full-time wife, which bombarded the entire entertainment industry.Until the fact that Liang Yisheng was actually Song Zi's son, people always liked to ask her about Song Zi.

A talk show asked Liang Yisheng whether his name was given by his father or his mother. What does it mean?Liang Yisheng may think that it is quite hypocritical to use various reasons to explain how beautiful his name is in front of the camera, which represents how good his parents' vision is. Kind of people?

Many people laughed, imagining the image Song Zi left for the public, and because Liang Yisheng always called his mother by her first name, they could almost imagine how their mother and child get along. Loving you seems really inconsistent.

But Xu Yan quit watching half of the video at that time, and went to check the meaning of the word "Yi".Yi, the meaning of bright and grand; Liang Yisheng, bright and grand, endless life.

Xu Yan likes these three words very much, but he can’t tell whether it is because he likes this person and prefers his name or he really thinks these three words are very good. After watching that interview, he always recites silently in his heart at a certain inadvertent moment— — Liang Yisheng, Liang Yisheng, Liang Yisheng.

After thinking about it for a long time, I really feel that it was his whole life.

Xu Yan took a deep breath, his heart beating so loudly that his eardrums were buzzing.Xu Yan deeply understands that he likes Liang Yisheng, and thus likes Wei Yuan. He looks at Liang Yisheng but stubbornly presses Wei Yuan's face on his body, just because Wei Yuan really loved Qingshu.

He wanted to call Liang Yisheng "Brother", but he had to admit that he was embarrassed and didn't want to wake up from his dream.When Liang Yisheng kissed him, his mind went numb. He knew that Wei Yuan was kissing Qingshu, but his legs were still so weak that he couldn't even breathe.

Afraid to disturb the dream.

This is his way of venting his emotions, and it is also his self-abuse that drags himself into a deeper and deeper abyss.

Xu Yan once said this, when he wanted Liang Yisheng to know that he was not Qingshu, he said I was Xu Yan.

Now I still want Liang Yisheng to know that he is not Qingshu.It's not Qingshu, the one who likes you is not Qingshu, not Qingshu, the one who kisses you is not Qingshu, not Qingshu, the one who is willing to be a sparrow under your roof is not Qingshu.

When Xu Yan spoke, he felt his voice trembling, which made it sound like he was unable to contain himself because of anger, or because he was restless because of sadness, but in his heart, it was tantamount to confessing, it belonged to Xu Yan, Xu Yan Confession to Liang Yisheng.He thought that such an event that would never happen in this life, now that it happened, he was sad, desperate, and couldn't help but secretly elated and happy.

He said, "Liang Yisheng, I am not Qingshu, I am Xu Yan."

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I'm so excited to write!Sorry for the small number of words in this chapter, it’s best to stop here!