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Jiang Yao rushed out of the commercial building, and the night wind at the end of December was loud and biting, blowing on his face wet with tears, making him even more chilly.

It was supposed to be a day to happily celebrate Xie Zhijin's birthday, but something happened that he didn't expect.

He expected that Xie Zhijin would be angry, but when he was embarrassed to leave the box, Xie Zhijin's indifference still made him dizzy like a loud slap in the face.

He felt that it was too embarrassing to cry because of such a trivial matter, but the grievances hit him like a torrent, urging him to cry.

Jiang Yao buried his head and walked quickly, suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from the side of the road and grabbed his wrist, dragging him into the road sign that was enough to cover the two of them.

Before the exclamation came out, it was blocked by a deep kiss. He smelled the familiar light fragrance, and the struggle disappeared in an instant, allowing someone to pry his lips open and entangle with his soft tongue endlessly.

In the passionate kiss, Jiang Yao tasted the taste of salty tears, and cried even harder.

After a long time, the four soft lips parted. Jiang Yao gasped from crying. He Ming wiped his tears and asked softly, "Who bullied you?"

With a slight anger in his tone, he clearly expressed his protection for Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao sniffed, and just as he was about to speak, the phone in his jacket vibrated crazily.

Without even thinking about who was calling, he remained silent. He Ming made a silent movement and took out his mobile phone.

He opened his mouth to stop him, but He Ming pressed the answer button regardless. Jiang Yao was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.

The noise of traffic and wind mixed with the other end of the phone. After a few moments of silence, Xie Zhijin's voice clearly conveyed, "Where is it?"

Jiang Yao swallowed hard, and looked at He Ming.

Xie Zhijin who didn't hear his answer said again, "I'm at the entrance of Hunan Restaurant, come here, let's talk."

Last time Xie Zhijin said that he wanted to chat, but Jiang Yao became a friend with whom he could kiss and go to bed. What are they going to talk about this time?

The Hunan Cuisine Restaurant is less than ten meters away from the street sign. Xie Zhijin only needs to walk a dozen more steps to find them, but Jiang Yao always runs towards Xie Zhijin, and this time he still asks Jiang Yao to go towards him.

If Jiang Yao was alone, he would definitely show up because of Xie Zhijin's few words, but now he has He Ming by his side.

It is impossible for He Ming to let him go up and be trampled on by Xie Zhijin again and again.

Xie Zhijin raised his voice, "Jiang Yao?"

Jiang Yao made a little voice with difficulty, "I..."

He Ming held the phone to his ear, "Jiang Yao is with me."

Jiang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened in bewilderment.

Not far away, Xie Zhijin frowned suddenly, and his voice turned cold, "Give Jiang Yao the phone."

Jiang Yao couldn't hear what Xie Zhijin said, so He Ming pinched the back of his neck gently with one hand, gave him a comforting look, and said, "Why?"

After finishing the words, he lowered his head and sucked Jiang Yao's lips, and provocatively brought the phone's call hole close to his mouth.

Subtle tsk-tsk-tsk kisses overwhelmed the harsh honking of the car——

The veins on the back of Xie Zhijin's hand suddenly protruded, and strange emotions rushed through his body like a raging river. The sound of distant kisses.

For Jiang Yao, the short ten seconds seemed as long as a century. He held He Ming's coat tightly with both hands, and the heart in his chest seemed to be a reckless deer, beating non-stop, as if it would break out at any moment. Out of the throat.

He Ming kissed very hard, deliberately made a shameful voice, and cut off the call with Xie Zhijin when they parted.

He touched Jiang Yao's reddened face from the deep kiss, and gasped slightly, "Is it cool?"

The tip of Jiang Yao's tongue was numb, and his pupils flickered.

He Ming's beautiful facial features were deeply embedded in his eyes, and he heard his own breathing, which was as heavy as a strong wind.

He Ming didn't need him to answer, he took his hand and walked through the shadowy path.

In the streetlight not far away, Xie Zhijin stood upright like a sculpture, the phone was still pressed to his ear, and he did not put it down for a long time.

—

He Ming did not take Jiang Yao back to school, nor did he seek Jiang Yao's opinion, but took him all the way to a nearby hotel.

What happened tonight was beyond what Jiang Yao could bear. He was pushed into the room by He Ming in a daze, and as soon as the door was closed, he was kissed by He Ming in the closet at the entrance.

The kiss made him even more confused, and he couldn't even find who he was.

When they parted, He Ming said, "Now let's talk about what happened."

Jiang Yao touched his red and swollen lips, and was brought to sit on the carpet in the room by He Ming. He Ming took two cans of beer from the cabinet, opened them and stuffed them for Jiang Yao.

He raised his bright eyes, took a sip of the slightly bitter beer, and the sour bubbles gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

Under He Ming's questioning, Jiang Yao stuttered and gave an overview of what happened tonight. He was in a low mood, and his voice was vague after drinking, "Xie Zhijin knows..."

He Ming's voice was low, "And then?"

Jiang Yao's cans had bottomed out, and he shook his head blankly.

He Ming took a sip of the wine and fed it to him, and he swallowed with his head up. The wine stains dripped down the corners of his lips, dripping wet the skirt of his clothes.

"The clothes are dirty." He Ming stroked his face and coaxed, "Take it off."

Jiang Yao blinked slowly, staring blankly at He Ming's facial features, which were close at hand, and let He Ming kiss him.

Turn around.

Jiang Yao looked at He Ming who was leaning over him in a daze, feeling a little cold and couldn't help but seek warmth.

He Ming put his five fingers together at the root of his hair, grasping it gently, and said, "I'll tell you what to do."

Jiang Yao seemed to be solving a complicated math problem, and opened his eyes thirsty for knowledge.

"Never mind what Xie Zhijin thinks."

"Even if you can't get rid of the people who have lived in your heart, can you also leave me a place."

He Ming kissed him at the end of his eyes, the tip of his nose, his cheeks, and the corners of his lips as soon as he said a word.

"Like me, Jiang Yao."

"Fall in love with me, Jiang Yao."

"Do things only lovers can do."

Jiang Yao turned into a light balloon and was released into the sky by He Ming.

He touched the clear wind and soft clouds.

In his atrium lived a tightly wrapped cocoon, but broke open two colorful butterflies.

Love and be loved.

Morality and freedom.

Xie Zhijin and He Ming.

The temperature in the room was rising, and He Ming's cell phone on the bedside table kept vibrating.

Turning to the last page of the dessert book, the white cake has been cooked until soft, and the cream has filled the inner core.

He Ming took the phone, quickly sent a message, turned off the other party's volume, and connected Xie Zhijin's call.

Jiang Yao hugged him in a daze.

He glanced at the upside-down mobile phone without any trace, and coaxed, "Do you like me like this, Jiang Yao?"

Jiang Yao shyly closed his eyes, and after a while, replied softly, "I like it..."

He Ming asked again, "Do you like me?"

He Ming was not the only one who was looking forward to the answer.

Xie Zhijin, who was walking quickly, stopped, her breathing froze for a moment.

Jiang Yao said with a sobbing voice, "I like it."

The familiar tone poured into Xie Zhijin's mind.

"I like you, I like you the most."

Same words, different objects.

It is no longer just Jiang Yao who belongs to Xie Zhijin alone.

Whether physically or lovingly.

—

Jiang Yao was sweating hotly.

The feeling of doing it with Xie Zhijin is completely different from that of He Ming. The former controls him completely and forcefully, while the latter does things that make him blush and heartbeat from time to time.

Turning to the fifth page of the dessert book, the white cake was eaten and melted.

Jiang Yao gently pushed He Ming, but it didn't work.

He Ming called him Xiaoyao affectionately, praised him for being so beautiful, and said he liked him over and over again.

The feeling of being affirmed and loved made Jiang Yao addicted, his ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear anything, only He Ming's hoarse voice remained.

click-

The door made a slight sound, so Jiang Yao couldn't find it.

The hand on the doorknob paused slightly, as if he was not sure that he could bear the scene he was about to see.

There are ambiguous voices breaking into Xie Zhijin's world one after another, familiar and unfamiliar, he can imagine Jiang Yao's expression without seeing it with his own eyes.

Confused and obsessed.

The finger bones turned white from excessive force, Xie Zhijin finally pushed open the door and walked in.

Jiang Yao was buried under the quilt, unaware that there was another person in the room, and begged He Ming to slow down in a low voice.

He Ming's long and narrow eyes looked sharply at Xie Zhijin who had a cold face, and the corners of his lips slowly raised.

Jiang Yao's face was raised, and it really looked familiar.

From the corner of the eye, Jiang Yao caught a glimpse of the figure in the halo, and Jiang Yao hid in He Ming's arms in fright. The heat subsided, and his head was rumbling.

Xie Zhijin looked at the two hugged together expressionlessly, his already fair face turned pale, making him look even colder.

He Ming patted Jiang Yao on the back reassuringly, and said, "What are you afraid of, it's just a friend, who can you do with?"

Jiang Yao was short of breath, and the tears on his face were still wet. He didn't know how Xie Zhijin came here, and Xie Zhijin saw his mind full...

He summoned up the courage to look up over He Ming's shoulder and meet Xie Zhijin's gaze.

Jiang Yao had never seen Xie Zhijin's expression like this. He was so horrified that he wanted to kill someone. He hid in He Ming's arms as if to escape.

Xie Zhijin watched Jiang Yao and He Ming embrace each other, his always calm heart seemed to be blowing up a violent tornado.

He wanted to chat with Jiang Yao alone, so he let Jiang Yao leave.

what's the topic?Jiang Yao wants to confirm the relationship, so let's confirm the relationship.

Don't associate with He Ming anymore.

He hates Jiang Yao smiling at others——

But at this moment, he witnessed Jiang Yao and He Ming having sex with his own eyes.

On his birthday, Jiang Yao gave him a "big gift", which was unforgettable and unforgettable.

Xie Zhijin laughed back angrily, his thin lips curled slightly, and he looked coldly at Jiang Yao who only showed half of his head and didn't even dare to look at him again.

He should question Jiang Yao, but how can a "friend" have a position to restrain him?

The kite string in his hand snapped with a bang.

Xie Zhijin was attacked by an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, he had never been a person who showed his emotions, but now he wanted to rush forward and snatch Jiang Yao over.

He felt he should be sane, at least in a situation like this, to turn around and walk away, but rage drove him forward.

As he got closer, the marks on Jiang Yao's body became more and more obvious.

He Ming stared at him warily.

Xie Zhijin stopped within two steps, and he heard his own tense voice, "Jiang Yao, get up and follow me."

Under the lofty tone is hidden a strange and endless panic.

That's the unease about getting off the rails.

Xie Zhijin even thought that as long as Jiang Yao left with him now, he could act as if he hadn't seen anything.

Jiang Yao slowly raised his head, tears in his eyes, he felt embarrassed and ashamed to be bumped into this kind of thing on the spot, he reflexively wanted to answer Xie Zhijin's words, but he caught a glimpse of He Ming's face soaked in light and shadow.

He shouldn't disappoint He Ming, so this time he chose He Ming.

Enduring the throbbing pain in his heart, Jiang Yao shook his head and rejected Xie Zhijin's request.

Xie Zhijin's face completely lost all color.

As cold and arrogant as Xie Zhijin, under such absurd circumstances, he couldn't do such an excessive gaffe of fighting, even though for a moment, he wanted to take Jiang Yao away directly and forcibly.

That would be too embarrassing.

He Ming put Jiang Yao down on the bed again, turned around and said, "Isn't it enough?"

Xie Zhijin's complexion was as pale as paper and he stopped quietly.

Jiang Yao cried hard, but He Ming continued as if no one else was around.

It took a long time before the house stopped, and Xie Zhijin had disappeared.

Jiang Yao needed someone to push him, but He Ming used a decisive method to force him to move forward.

He Ming hugged him who couldn't stop crying, and said, "Jiang Yao, you like Xie Zhijin, that's fine, but since you didn't push me away that day, you have to be prepared to face today..."

He gritted his teeth, "I told Xie Zhijin where we are. I don't have such a high moral standard. I admit that I took advantage of others, but Xie Zhijin should give me this opportunity."

"No matter what happens in the future, I will never be separated from you."

Xie Zhijin is different and the same as He Ming. The weak sense of morality that is different from ordinary people has created the current situation.

Jiang Yao was like a dream, Xie Zhijin's frosty eyebrows in his mind for a while, and He Ming's gentle smile for a while, he seemed to be tied by two ropes by the wrist, pulling left and right, causing him pain.

But he couldn't let go of any of them.

He Ming kissed his wet face and asked, "Did you hear clearly?"

Things have come to this, Jiang Yao can only nod his head, He: Make ○攉攉攉孤喀 Kuang, he doesn't reject the feelings He Ming brings to him at all.

Without He Ming's joining, Jiang Yao would always be at a disadvantage when facing Xie Zhijin.

It was He Ming who told him that his love was also worth cherishing.

He should value and return such pure love.

As for the rest, that's for tomorrow.

Three ways

Xiaohe: Happy birthday, do you like the big gift my wife and I gave you?

Xiao Xie: @￥%*! @)%# …

Xiao Jiang: Stop making noise, we are all family.