Set fire in your heart

(Big change)

Gu Qing stood in the ward, feeling a little unreal.The younger brother who had been mad and hated him for two years was suddenly able to talk to him calmly and even smiled—even though what he was talking about was Yu Miao.

The boy they've been following.

The light hit Gu Tang's face, the blue and white hospital gown and the blue and black QR code stripes under his eyes made his complexion paler and sicker.

But his expression was the most peaceful in the past two years when he was insane.

Even with a cold enough smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his head to look at Gu Qing, raised his slender eyelashes, and stared at Gu Qing without blinking his dark eyes.

He called out a title that hadn't been seen for two years.

"elder brother."

Gu Qing clenched his palms secretly, nodded in response, "Yes".It was obviously an extremely intimate title, but at that moment just now, he felt cold and chilly all over his body, and when he looked into the depths of those eyes, there was nothing and even the disgust and hatred for him could be seen.

Gu Tang went straight to the point and said, "Yu Miao..."

The lips opened and closed, and several unattractive words popped out one after another.

"He was the villain, the criminal, the source of everything and he was the heart of the Deadlock gang."

The eyes of the people around were fixed.

"I saved a photo, which was intercepted from the surveillance video. The scene of Yu Miao and Ye Long's transaction."

"Ye Long!?"

They cried out in surprise.

Ye Long, 56 years old, was arrested two years ago and was the boss of a major smuggling gang. He has already been executed.

If a photo of the transaction exists...

"Where is that photo now?" Gu Qing asked.

Gu Tang, who was skinny and sickly, smiled nervously.

"Conditional."

The blue and black under his eyes also trembled with his smile.

"Let me get out of here, and I'll give it to you."

—

Yu Miao hates drinking coffee.

That feeling of bitterness bursting into the taste buds... terrible, like boiling slush.

Unfortunately, when he returned to the Buddha bar where he worked, the boss who served him drinks in the past served him a cup of coffee this time.

Yu Miao frowned slightly, and the ashtray was filled with smoke.He pursed his lips unwillingly and removed the elegant and steaming cup.

Fingers on the bar table.

"Brain problem? Ace of spades." The words were addressed to the bartender who was wiping the goblet.

He's the bartender and the owner of this bar.

The man looked to be in his thirties. He was dressed in a proper bartender outfit. The bow tie was neatly tied on the shirt. His hair was sprayed with hairspray, making him look handsome.The bridge of the nose is straight and the facial features are profound, and the vicissitudes of time have left him with a charming charm.

The man, Han Qiu packed up the coffee without saying a word, took out the wine from the cabinet, and quickly poured a glass for Yu Miao.It will feel better when the other party's brows soothe his heart.

He greeted me: "My friend brought me a famous foreign coffee. I didn't think you didn't like it... Oh, you went to college, and your phone number has changed, and you can't be contacted. Ah, how long have you been back?"

Yu Miao frowned and drank the wine with her head held high: "It's been a while."

Han Qiu leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, and handed Yu Miao a stick.

Then he lit a cigarette and savored it carefully.He closed his eyes and pretended to ask casually: "Is that so... Mr. Bai, do you still have contact with him?"

"Who?"

Yu Miao took off his thick coat, because he went shopping for a long time during the day, his brows are now tired, like smudged ink, and he doesn't want to waste any extra brain cells, let alone remembering a "Baifu" that he has no memory of. Mister".

The boy sat on the chair and took off his coat. The sweater inside followed his movements upwards, revealing half of his fair and thin waist.

Han Qiu's throat tightened when he saw it.There was no answer either.He fumbled for the cigarette butt with his fingers, even the tip of his tongue was itchy.

After Yu Miao took off her coat, she wanted to put it on a chair beside her, but she didn't want to occupy a seat, so she handed it to Han Qiu.

"Put it inside you."

"…Um."

Han Qiu took the coat and couldn't help taking a deep breath. The bitter smell of smoke and Yu Miao's unique cold breath lingered on the tip of his nose.

The dim light well concealed his erratic eyes and trembling body.

Han Qiu swallowed hard, and his hidden and greedy eyes traced the boy's body and face over and over again.

From the boy's slender legs to his thin wrists, he lingered on the other's black hair along the straight back, entangled ambiguously.

Then there is that overly gorgeous face, to what extent is that?

When you look at him, there will be imaginations in your head. You kiss and have sex crazily, embracing and lingering in the night that leaves a twilight light.

That feeling is not embarrassing.

It is the trembling that can make the blood boil in the whole body, so deeply aware of the filth of one's soul.

"A Miao..." He couldn't help calling out these two words.

Yu Miao raised her eyes casually, not paying attention to his appearance, and responded from her throat.

"I still remember the first time I saw you," Han Qiu said with a smile, suppressing the astringency of cigarettes in his mouth, "You were only 17 at the time. If you lost a bet with someone, go to the stage to grab I played Lao Du's mic and guitar, and sang a song..."

Lao Du, who does not regularly come to "Buddhism" to sing.

Han Qiu will never forget that day, when this handsome and charming boy was pushed onto the stage, there was a lot of booing from his companions. He just rubbed his head on his shoulder, and then patted Lao Du on the shoulder naturally and generously. After saying something, he sat on the high chair in the center.

"I lost the bet, I'll sing a song for everyone." The other party's hoarse voice swept across his heart like a feather.

His singing is undoubtedly heart-pounding.

Yu Miao took a sip of wine a little irritably: "It's really good recently, one or two talk to me about the past."

Han Qiu: "Did something happen?"

He felt that there were indeed many things in the young man's heart, and the young man opened his mouth to close his mouth, and then suddenly fell silent.

He finished drinking with his head held high.

Yu Miao: "Come out and run, you will have to pay it back sooner or later." Narrowing her eyes at him casually, she swallowed, "Do you really want to know my past?"

Han Qiu: "...a bit."

Yu Miao: "Then let me tell you something interesting."

The bar is next to the riverside square, looking out of the window, you can see the lively scene in the square.

He turned sideways and pointed to the young man skating in the square outside the window.

"I played like this before I broke my leg in high school."

Han Qiu asked in surprise, "...were you ever injured while skateboarding?"

The corners of Yu Miao's lips were smiling: "Well, I didn't step on it, and I sat in a wheelchair for a month. I didn't suspend school, and I sat in a wheelchair. My good friends took turns to cook for me, and I went to the toilet with my back on my back. Pushing the wheelchair. Had a good time..."

"That's it." Han Qiu sighed inexplicably.

"..."

The phone vibrated suddenly.Yu Miao took out his mobile phone with his free hand to take a look, and immediately, his mood changed a little.

But it is more of a kind of clarity like the dust has settled.After the slight turbulence, the mood gradually returned to calm.

His eyelashes droop, like the wings of a resting butterfly.The light on the phone screen goes out.Slightly frowning, Han Qiu's heart tightened, and then there was endless heartache.

——[Ah Miao, I am Qin Fu.When I came back, the brothers formed a few rounds. ]

He wanted to laugh a little, and replied with one hand, "Come when you are free." ]

The answer is ambiguous, who knows how long I will be free.

Finally, the corner of Yu Miao's mouth curled up into a sneering and joyful smile.

He knew that he was back, and all ghosts and monsters would jump out.

No, not ghosts and monsters.

Yes, friends of memory.

That night Yu Miao went to Han Qiu's house. Although the two had known each other for a long time, it was the first time they had discussed an appointment.So Han Qiu was extraordinarily enthusiastic, as if he wanted to reveal all his longing for half a year.

But after a few times, Han Qiu frowned and panted: "...It's okay, A Miao, I can't do it..."

No matter how much he begged for mercy, the other party seemed to have never heard of it.The palms rubbed against him smoothly, slapping like whipping a horse.The action didn't stop at all.

"what--"

The corners of Han Qiu's mouth were glistening and flowing. At first, he was able to cater fiercely, but...it was too violent.

It feels like it's going to break.

"A Miao, A Miao..." Han Qiu spoke passionately, his legs were trembling, and his muscles were covered with abnormal flushes.

There is nothing there anymore...

It's going to be broken if it goes on like this.Han Qiu's mind was muddled, and his only instinct was to crawl under the bed.But when his hand was about to touch the floor, his foot was grabbed by a hand——

Pull back hard.

"A Miao..." Han Qiu knelt on the bed, raised his head tremblingly in horror to spy on the boy's expression, and when he touched it, he was completely absent-minded and terrified.

The young and handsome face of the young man made him feel particularly excited. He was naked and had a straight back.

The wet sideburns and forehead hair were all pulled back behind the head.

The body is lean and powerful.The delicate and flamboyant eyebrows and eyes were completely exposed in the dim light, and he looked at him with hooked lips and a smile, his sneer was obvious, and his evil spirit was strong.

Full of wildness.

When the warm breath sprayed against Han Qiu's ears, he trembled all over, and sobbed from his mouth.

——"What are you running for?"

Yu Miao's voice was hoarse, and Han Qiu couldn't help but feel a layer of fear and wonder when he heard the danger in the joke.

It is full of ups and downs, but it seems to be hanging on the edge of a cliff, as if it could fall into the abyss at any time and feel helpless and panic.

Especially when Yu Miao's hand was slowly stroking along his back to the back of his neck.

That thrilling feeling reached its peak.

When Han Qiu was dragged over, he could only kneel on the bed, and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

But in an instant, the hand clasped his neck forward and quickly moved back.

The expected pain did not come, and he was taken into a warm embrace.

Yu Miao embraced him firmly, resting her head on Han Qiu's shoulder and sniffing lightly.

"Aqiu, shall I leave a mark on you?"

"…what"

Han Qiu's neck was clasped, and even gradually tightened.The suffocation made him stretch his neck like a dying swan, and he could only groan inexplicably from his throat.

He obviously felt suffocated, but when Yu Miao's breath lingered at the tip of his nose, when the other person's body temperature was clearly conveyed to him——

That strange feeling of fullness became stronger and stronger.It was a slight shudder from the nerve endings, and finally spread to the whole body, which cannot be ignored.

The struggle gradually subsided.

It's night.

The quietest and most seductive night.

The place where the teeth marks left on the shoulder is still aching.Han Qiu stretched out his arms to wrap around Yu Miao's neck in a daze, his eyes flickered and stared at the young man's handsome and charming face.

Stand up to meet.Pain and joy consumed him.

—he can be broken.

I do not know how long it has been.

"..."

Han Qiu opened his eyes again, braced himself up enduring the pain, and looked for the figure of the boy.

He looked up and could see—

The moonlight caressed the boy's cheeks and crow-colored hair.He stared at the endless night outside the window,

Bare to the waist, leaning against the window.

The usual publicity faded away, Yu Miao frowned and pecked at the cigarette one by one.Silence and silence pressed against his shoulders like maggots attached to the bones.

The orange-red flame flickered on and off.

Han Qiu stared at him blankly, the secret emotion in his chest gushing like spring water.

The boy looked over with awareness.

Silent gray smoke changes various shapes.Yu Miao's black eyes were shattered and there was a little light in the depths.

The smoke is like the mist of the world outside.

Obviously it is night.

However, Han Qiu felt that the radiance in front of him was like a dream.

The boy's smile was indeed gentle.

他 说:

"you're awake."

The author says:

Big change