mayfly era

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the two arrived home, the snow was much lighter, and the road was still slippery and slippery. The snow was trampled into muddy water, and then frozen into a rugged black ice shell.

Yan Qiang directly carried Chen Li from the car onto the cocoon bed. Chen Li hugged his neck and refused to let go, and dragged Yan Qiang onto the bed.

"Oh, you're hurt!" Smoker hurriedly put his arms on both sides of Chen Yue's head and cried out.

Chen Yue didn't bother to respond, and kissed him on the face with the back of his pipe.

The smoking gun touched Chen Li's round and hard kneecaps, thinking of those strong and slender legs, and thinking of his unfinished yellow accent... a tropical storm rolled up in his mind.

But storms be storms, his current thoughts remain austere.

Chen Li rubbed the silver-white hair of the pipe, and the neon lights outside reflected in, and splashed various fluorescent liquids on the hair of the pipe.

Smoker buried his head in the hollow of his neck and took a breath. He tried to stand up, but was held down by the Smoker.

"...Let me hold you for a while." The voice of the smoking gun was hoarse and low, like a cool metal comb gently brushing over the nerves, making him shiver with comfort.

"Old Yan, where's your demeanor?" He asked with a gentle and seductive voice.

Smoker snorted softly and said with a smile, "I am your most fanatical believer... Blasphemy is my highest ideal..."

Chen Li wanted to hug with the action of the smoking gun, but found that his waist was tightly buckled and he couldn't move.

Afraid of his wound opening.

"Oh shit…"

Putting the pipe close to his ear, he cursed in a low voice and kissed his ear.

After groping for a while, the pipe was suddenly slapped away by Chen Li.He felt like his neck and head were about to separate.

"Fuck, what kind of strength do you have..." Smoker rubbed his neck.

"It's not human strength."

"Oh, that's not good," Smoker said with a smile.

The frivolous and dangerous smile, coupled with the wet skin and the deep and beautiful eyebrows and eyes in the night, is extremely sexy.

"Don't worry, there is a time when you serve me." Chen Li was unmoved.

The smoking gun rubbed against him again, "Angry?"

"...Am I so angry?"

"No, you have a good temper." Smoker said with a smile.

"Well, I think so too." Chen Yue hugged the pipe and let him lie down beside him. The pipe suddenly became excited, and his eyes sparkled in the darkness. "Um?"

"You let me sleep with you at last," said Smoker cheerfully.

Chen Li couldn't help laughing, "Is that so happy?"

"Of course." The pipe carefully wrapped around Chen Li's waist, and suddenly frowned, "You can't get any thinner."

"I don't want to either. My dream is to grow to two hundred catties."

"...That's not necessary."

"Just kidding."

Smoker buried his face in Chen Li's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "What should I do, I love you so much...and I'm afraid of you."

Chen Li stretched out his hand to rub the messy hair of the smoking gun, just to comfort him, he sighed, "Yeah, you are unlucky to meet me."

"That's not right, I just looked at you one more time, and you threw me on the ground." The smoking gun said with a smile.

"Actually, it's because your hair is so shiny that it dazzled my eyes." Chen Yue said.

"Hey, isn't this worse?"

"It's as if you're so light-handed."

"Before you came, I was very well educated by my boss. I don't beat people, I only curse people." Smoker gently rubbed the depression at the base of Chen Li's neck with his thumb, without any passion/desire, just intimacy.

"I'll help you train melee skills for free."

Smoker's hand climbed to Chen Li's chin again, holding his face and kissing on the side cheek, "Thank you, sincerely."

"Let me take a look at the claws," Chen Yue said.

"Huh?" The smoking gun stretched out its hand and waved it in front of Chen Li's eyes.

"That one."

"……forget it."

Chen Li touched the leather-wrapped scars on the wrist of the smoking gun, feeling a little regretful, "If I knew you were so obedient, I would have tied you up with clothes."

Smoker smiled wryly, "You are really afraid that I will break into the door."

"I'm afraid you can't help it."

"I can bear it, you can bear what I have...but if you die in it, I will kill everyone in it." The voice of the smoking gun became cold.

"No, as I said, my life is hard."

"Hard life is not such a toss."

"...Yes." Chen Li nodded, "I will try to avoid trouble as much as possible in the future."

"Is that still you?" Smoker laughed.

"Old smoke."

"Ok?"

"Did I never say..."

"What?" Smoker's fingers rubbed his lower lip again, making him speechless.

Annoyed, he swallowed the words that came to his lips, "Forget it."

"What, what? Hey, hurry up and say it." Yan Qiang became anxious, and his whole body arched around his neck.

"..."

A wild dog pretending to be a domestic dog.Chen Li slandered.

"I won't force you anymore. If you don't want to say it, don't say it." The bohemian soul of the smoking gun returned to its mature and steady shell.

"Say I like you." Chen Li laughed as he said, his dark eyes were illuminated by the neon lights outside the window, "Did I say that?"

Smoker was stunned, and after a while he murmured, "No..."

"It doesn't seem that difficult to say." Chen Li said to himself.

"I almost cried just now," said Smoker.

"Please don't, your image in my heart is getting softer and softer." Chen Li scratched the tip of the pipe's nose, "Will you cry twice if I pinch you in the future?"

"Isn't it, you have to love me." The smoking gun was cheap and behaved.

"Okay, I love you." Chen Li agreed.

"Then don't have such a thing again," the voice of the smoking gun was full of grievances, "I can't bear it, I... I'm going crazy, alas, I don't know how to say it..."

Chen Yue felt pain in his heart, he thought of Zhu Qingyuan's words, and the person who stood in the snow and waited for him for three whole days.I also remembered Chen Ming's warning to him - he must not lose control.

He wondered why it was the same with smoking guns. He was in extreme pain but had to force himself not to lose control.

"Well... never again." Chen Li said.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done this," Smoker said in a dull voice, "It's my fault that I'm not strong enough to stop you."

"You've already—" Chen Li didn't finish his sentence, his eyelids closed uncontrollably, and he fell asleep instantly.

He didn't have time to tell Lao Yan that he didn't really fall asleep, but was dragged into the "maze" in his mind.

Chen Yue's brain was highly excited after being stimulated by the Philograph, and the first clear piercing phenomenon appeared—he "borrowed" Cong Shanqin's eyes.

In the interrogation room, after returning to reality, most of the time he was able to stay awake in the fragmented hallucinations caused by high excitement.

But an unsolvable "maze" appeared in his mind, and this was the second time he had strayed into it.

For the first time, the maze was full of unrealistic elements, absolute darkness, weightlessness, transparent walls... along with the pressure and fear that made him breathless.

He is like an ant in the inside, and he will be completely trapped to death after closing the top cover of the third dimension.

He couldn't find a way out, so he kept running away, and escaped through a certain gap.

However, the maze did not disappear, haunting his mind like a ghost, and just now, he was dragged in by the maze again.

This time the maze was a pool of black water, and he walked carefully in it, making a clear and illusory "click" sound with every step he took.

Suddenly he stepped on the ground, and since then began an infinite fall——

He penetrated countless layers of space and fell from top to bottom, and several space layers fell from bottom to top.

Is space warping?Or are his senses warped?Chen Li continued to think while falling.

He couldn't figure out the reason, but he knew very well that even if he never could figure it out, it was better than fear, which made him lose his reason and motivation, and couldn't solve any problems.

At present, it seems that this is the most useful teaching Chen Ming left him.

Suddenly, he felt a burst of warmth, and then he woke up.

Waking up unexpectedly, the sudden relief made him moan/groan.

"I'll just put a heater on for you." The smoker couldn't laugh or cry.

Chen Li wanted to sit up, but it was not only his consciousness that was revived, but also the wound. The nutrient solution that Kujira soaked him before should have an analgesic ingredient. .

"It hurts, Lao Yan." He suddenly didn't want to pretend.

"Husband, kiss." The smoking gun made a gesture to pounce on him.

"Go away." He thought he should continue pretending.

"Shall I get you some painkillers first?" asked the smoking gun.

"Don't eat, come up and let me hug you for a while." Chen Li said.

"Well, did you wake up just now?" Smoker climbed onto the bed.

Chen Li looked shocked, "Didn't you just put a heater on the fuck?"

"Where are you going!" Yan Qiang couldn't laugh or cry again, "There was an earthquake just now, I thought you woke up from the shock."

"Earthquake?" Chen Li frowned slightly, "There have been many earthquakes recently."

"Yes, but they are all weak earthquakes, no problem, even the electromagnetic ground is not affected."

"Old Yan..." Chen Li frowned, "It's so fucking painful, you better get me the medicine."

"May I get you another ice pack for a while?" Smoker asked as he got out of bed to get the medicine.

"Need not."

Smoker waited for Chen Li to take medicine, and was dragged into bed by Chen Li. He thought that gods must be clingy, otherwise why would they always exist in human society.

Chen Li hugged him and closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, "Old Yan, bring me an ice pack."

The smoker was not bothered, and smiled and kissed Chen Li, "I like your wayward appearance."

"Don't worry, I won't call you less these two days."

"If you have the ability, you break my legs."

"If you want so much, wait for me to satisfy you."

Smoker came back with an ice pack from the refrigerator, and Chen Li rolled up his clothes to expose his abdomen.

Chen Li let out a "hiss".

"Pain?" asked Smoking Gun.

"When the hell will it grow well..." Chen Yue frowned and looked at his stomach, the scar was like a monster's big mouth, contracted into a wrinkled shape, "It's so ugly."

"The muscles are all torn. It may be difficult to grow back to the original shape, but Kujira can print out eight perfect abs for you." Smoker coaxed him with a smile.

Chen Li said unhappily, "My abs are the most perfect."

With the ice pack applied, the scorching pain was relieved a lot, and with the power of the painkiller, Chen Yue was drowsy.

But he didn't want to sleep. He squinted his eyes to look at the pipe, and suddenly found that the hair of the pipe was wet, and the color had darkened a lot, making his skin whiter.

"Have you taken a shower?"

"Ah."

"You have the patience for such a thin stream of water."

The smoking gun was a little shy, "It's cool."

"rogue."

"How can there be such a civilized and shy hooligan like me."

Chen Yue felt that his consciousness was getting duller and duller. The floating feeling brought about by the drug made him completely relaxed. He said in a daze, "Old Yan... accompany me into the maze..."

Smoker couldn't understand what he said, but agreed to him blindly, "Okay."