silent sample

[Omitted]

Okay, I get it, no kissing, no hugging, and now even a fucking touch.

Tang Yuan surrendered at this point, he raised his hands, leaned back, and opened the distance wisely.

He was very thankful that he drank alcohol, his body would be very hot, his head was heavy and numb from the heat, and his courage was much bigger than usual, otherwise this place would be embarrassing, and he really didn't know how it would end.

He shook his pockets, and threw the things he bought into Song Yichuan's hands, "You can figure it out."

But before that, there was one thing he had to confirm. Tang Yuan straightened his back. The young man's body was a little thin, but when the muscles were pulled up, the lines were clean and well-proportioned, revealing a youthful and neat look. Beautiful.

[Omitted]

Tang Yuan struggled, but Song Yichuan's hands were like iron clamps tightly clamping his neck from behind. The weight of his body made his heart feel stuffy. Tang Yuan cursed, "Let me go."

His body was exposed to the humid air. Song Yichuan could see it when he took off his coat, and he could see it more clearly after taking off his T-shirt. Tang Yuan lost a lot of weight. When he exhaled, his ribs were completely exposed, and the flesh attached to his waist and abdomen followed his breathing. Chilling ups and downs, revealing a weakness and pity.

[Omitted]

After a moment of silence behind him, Tang Yuan heard Song Yichuan say: "Letter."

He just opened his mouth, and when Song Yichuan really believed it, he felt uncomfortable again.

So I kept doing it and said, "I've washed my mother, so I can't get dirty with you."

As soon as the words fell, Song Yichuan's hand that was walking on his back suddenly slipped down and pressed hard on the injured skin on his lower back. Tang Yuan immediately screamed out in pain. Hit the wood, it will be even more white in front of my eyes.

Tang Yuan turned around to grab his hand, but Song Yichuan grabbed it and cut it behind his back.

"Fuck, you..." Tang Yuan wanted to smash the bed in pain.

[Omitted]

Amidst the heavy panting, a cell phone rang suddenly, Tang Yuan turned his head with difficulty, it was his, the cell phone was thrown on the other side of the bed, his fingers crawled on the bed sheet, and reached it a little bit.

Just when he was about to reach it, Song Yichuan noticed his movement and threw the phone away before him. He didn't think it was necessary for Tang Yuan to answer other people's calls at this time.

Tang Yuan raised his body at once, he was afraid it was from home, so he must see the call, he ignored Song Yichuan's movements, pushed him, and reached for the phone again.

But Song Yichuan was more straightforward this time, turned off the sound of his phone, and threw it into the corner.

Tang Yuan's eyes turned red, and he turned around and punched him.

Caught off guard by this punch, Song Yichuan was beaten to the side. Tang Yuan struggled out from under him, insisting on getting out of bed to pick it up.

Song Yichuan moved faster than him, grabbed his shoulder and dragged him back, firmly pressing him down.

So one didn't talk, the other didn't ask, even the faces in the dark room were blurred, but the two of them fighting were not hindered at all, and they were not soft-hearted at all.

"What are you hiding?" Song Yichuan pressed him, "Isn't this what you want, what you lack, your only regret, I've satisfied you now, aren't you happy?"

"Then I'm so happy." His only regret was sent to the door by himself, and he was not happy in this way of dying together.

[Omitted]

The movements behind him gradually stopped. Tang Yuan thought he was finally going to end, but he suddenly felt a little bit reluctant. If Song Yichuan did it, it would not be impossible to make it to dawn.

And if Song Yichuan could kiss him, no matter where he kissed, it would immediately make him feel better, so that he would forget all the unpleasant things tonight.

But Tang Yuan also knew that this was impossible, Song Yichuan would never be able to kiss him, because in his eyes, sex and love are inseparable.

The hot skin was attached to Tang Yuan's shoulders, and accompanied by fiery breaths, Song Yichuan lowered his body and pressed his forehead against it. After a moment of panting, he gradually calmed down. After a while, he used a method that Tang Yuan had never heard before. Guo said in a deep voice, "I regret knowing you."

Tang Yuan's heart suddenly felt sour, he was very afraid that Song Yichuan would have such thoughts, but at this moment he still heard what Song Yichuan said to him personally.

"The other day when Zhu Hua sued you, I shouldn't have helped you, and you shouldn't have come to class A, because you weren't qualified...you could have not shown up."

Song Yichuan's voice became hoarse, "So only this time, the only time, in the future..."

"We won't know each other in the future." Tang Yuan finished speaking for him, he couldn't see Song Yichuan's face, he didn't know what his expression was now, and Song Yichuan couldn't see him at all.

"You fucked me up today, and we don't know each other when we leave this door tomorrow, and we won't have any intersections in the future..." Tang Yuan is very confident about this, "I don't test the city you go to, here , I won't come back, I won't see you..."

The world is so big, it is too easy to lose sight of someone, if Song Yichuan minds, he can not even let him hear the slightest news.

From now on, there will be more stains in his life, but there will never be another person named Tang Yuan.

Song Yichuan didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, until Tang Yuan's shoulders became a little numb, he heard the person behind him sneer and said, "I hope."