Are you there?brat

The sandwiches lay on a plate on the table as usual, with a glass of milk next to it.

I gnawed on a sandwich and sipped my milk. Seeing that it was 8 o'clock, I felt nothing in my heart, and even thought of being late for a while.

Xiao Shou said that I don't care what the secretary says, anyway, he just takes care of it.

I think this kind of thing will eventually become a united front between me and Xiao Shou, and then their family will block the whole city of me, and then prohibit other companies from working for me...

Wait, did you get the script wrong again? !

I don't have the courage to go to the end of the world for love with Xiao Shou!I still have to eat!

How should I describe to their family that I am just a passerby?

It might be a bit difficult.

After arriving at the unit, yesterday's secretary sister has not arrived today, as if yesterday was just a small episode.

The little salesman was very angry with me, and I didn't know why he was angry, so I thought about teasing him: "What are you angry about?"

He can't tell, maybe he's envious of my luck.

I was summarizing the client's information there, Xiao Shou didn't call me this time, but sent me a message on Q.

Brother, I'm going out for a couple of days to settle some things.

I replied "Okay" and saw that it was getting dark outside, maybe it was going to change.

After a few days like this, I went home humming a ditty with the takeaway, and found Xiao Shou squatting in front of the house.

……

I covered my face: "Brother, why are you squatting at the door again?"

After putting him in, his voice was muffled: "Brother, I'm hungry."

I mentioned the takeaway and sighed there: "If you don't dislike it, let's eat first."

He took the takeaway and opened it to take a look, only to find that it was a vegan salad: "Brother, do you eat grass at night?"

I shook my head: "No, after I have a new boss in the past two days, the food in the cafeteria has improved. I can eat salad at night. If you can hold on, I'll go buy some food for you now."

He nodded, I got up and went downstairs with the key, without noticing Xiao Shou's expression.

When I came back, he had already finished my salad. I bought him ready-made stewed beef, cut a few large pieces, and then put some vermicelli on it.

He ate desperately there, and I fell asleep with my arms crossed against my face.

In the dream, I heard two people arguing there, and I wanted to get closer, but I woke up from the dream.

After waking up, I opened my eyes and found that my eyes were still smeared with darkness. "What's wrong? The power is out at home? Brother? Xiao Shou?"

I tried to reach out and grab it, but it was broken.

My hands were tied behind.

The hanging heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

I sighed: "Who are you?"

He leaned over to me and pinched my cheek: "Brother, in fact, you have already guessed who I am."

I smiled and tried to calm my voice: "Long time no see..."

"eternal."

In the next second, he came close to my neck and bit me hard. I yelled that it hurt and tried to struggle, but he pushed me down on the sofa.

"How long have I been looking for you?" He pressed on me, and his slight panting sounded in his ears, "Should I be thankful now that my classmate called me to go to the Internet cafe that day, and I agreed instead of refusing."

I might look ugly: "Can we talk?"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of tearing clothes.

I thought I might be doomed.

His temperature is extremely hot.

At this time, I didn't have many surprises, as if it was a matter of time before he came to me.

I hesitated for a while and made an opinion with him: "Is it really impossible to talk?"

In the next second, my shoulder was bitten hard, and the pain made me tighten my legs subconsciously.

He smiled presumptuously: "Do you think there is anything else you want to talk to me about?"

I tilted my head, thinking: "How do I pay back what I owe you? Is it enough to talk about?"

He reached out and touched my face: "Brother, how much do you think you owe me?"

I listened to what he said, and it felt like it was negotiable: "No matter how much I owe, I will pay it back in one year or ten years. One day I will pay it off."

He hugged my head to his chest, and I listened to my heartbeat, which was very fast.

I don't quite understand what he means.

He smiled and said, "Do you think I'm short of money?"

I was stunned, and the little hope I had just ignited was instantly destroyed: "So there is nothing to talk about?"

He pinched my face again: "Yes, what conditions do you think you have to talk to me?"

I raised my head: "Are you sure you want to fuck me?"

He held my face and took a bite: "Yes, definitely."

I took a few deep breaths: "Okay, let's talk about other conditions."

Five minutes later, I lifted the blindfold, twirled my wrists, and stepped into the bathroom.

He couldn't refuse the conditions I negotiated.

Since you want to fuck me, wouldn't it be better for me to take the initiative.

What's more, I always remember why his brother was so anxious to send him out.

The unkempt water was a little icy, and I sneezed and undressed in desperation.

The mirror in the bathroom is not very big, I can barely see the bite mark on my collarbone when I look up.

How cruel.

But I can't bring myself to hate him.

I gave up on myself and squeezed the shower gel to smear my private parts. This is the condition I negotiated with him.

It can be done, but I can only do it by myself in the early stage.

He took off his glasses and looked at me, hesitated for a while and scolded me: "Fuck you."

I smiled: "Do you agree?"

He still agreed, provided that he took my mobile phone away.

I rushed for about [-] minutes, and even stretched my fingers there.

He knocked on the door with his fist, my mind went blank, I hurriedly wiped my body with a towel, my whole body was shaking.

I don't hate him.

I even like him a little bit.

Only if he wasn't eternal.

Wrapped in a bath towel, my face was a little pale, and I came out with a bottle of body lotion with some regret: "Did you not bring lubricant? Use this to make ends meet."

Of course, he responded by pinning me against the wall, grabbing the back of my head with one hand, and kissing me like crazy.

I didn't resist and threw the body lotion on the sofa.

My mother told me since I was a child that if someone bullies you, you must hold your head. If they hit you, they will hit you. When the time comes, just leave the injury and sue the teacher.

But Mom, there's a lot more you haven't told me.

I couldn't imagine that I, a man, would be raped one day.

The kiss was so violent that I couldn't help scratching his back at the end, trying to push him away from me.

His eyes were a little red, and he didn't know if he was angry just now or what.

I hesitated and asked him, "Do you know how to do it?"

He told me with facts that a man can fuck a man without any skills, as long as he gets in and moves.

The second condition I negotiated with him was to wear a blindfold so that I wouldn't collapse halfway through.

I clenched my fists and half-kneeled on the sofa.The darkness in front of my eyes, the wheezing in my ears, and the swelling behind me told me that I was having sex with a man.

I don't feel any pain, it's just that my heart is beating very fast.He didn't have any skills, just pressed my upper body on the sofa, the waist was too high for him to get in and out easily.I didn't dare to scream, so I could only bite the sofa cushion, and occasionally some whimpers escaped from my mouth, which made my heart flustered.

I was worried that I would be fucked to death in a rental room.

I cooperated with him very well, he asked me to turn over and clamp his waist, I followed the movement and spread my legs to clamp him, as long as he was happy.

"Take off the blindfold."

"Do not……"

After he tore off the blindfold, he raised my legs and put them on his shoulders. My flexibility was not very good, and I grinned in pain just by raising my legs twice.

"I want to fuck you."

When he said these words very calmly against my ear, my heart was half cold, and my whole body was trembling.

He might actually do it.

I hugged his shoulder flatteringly, trying to slow him down, but he knocked my hand off with a backhand, pressing down on my shoulder.

cluck, cluck.

I could hear all the bones in my body clamoring, and the pain made tears flow down my face.

He was still angry, but his movements were slightly lighter, he put his head in my arms and muttered: "Do you know how long I've been looking for you..."

Of course I know.

At that time, after I suspended my mobile phone number, when I used the roadside stall to call his brother, I asked, "Will he call me?"

His brother said, "I don't know."

I was silent for a while: "Are you sure you will send him out? Foreign doctors should be able to control him, right?"

His brother was right in telling me that it's best for me to stay away so as not to get into trouble.

I originally wanted to go back to my hometown to work, but the teacher helped us find an internship unit. I was lucky, so I just changed the number. He should not be able to find me.

After more than three years, he still found me.

I gave up on myself a little: "Didn't you still find me?"

He sneered there: "What if I don't find it."

I choked: "Then... it's up to each other."

In the next second, he was a little angry, but forcibly restrained: "You promised me."

I don't want his things, I want to play games with him, as long as he studies hard, I will take him to eat and play until he is old, and be friends for life.

Every day he would send me twenty or so text messages, from morning to night, all the trivial things in life.As long as I am free, I will call him back, but I can't answer the phone with him.

He once asked me: "When the college entrance examination is over, can I see you? No matter what you look like, I want to see you."

I think he was probably ready for it then.

I packed my luggage, looked at that text message, and hesitated for a long time.

Me: Okay, you can say whatever you want o(*￣▽￣*)ブ.

He will have a better future, and he will have one-on-one psychological counseling from doctors, and he will not have anything to do with ordinary people like me.

His family will pave his way, use money and fame to use everything they can get, and make his future bright.

In fact, apart from the network relationship, we seem to be nothing.

I took a few deep breaths, adjusted my mood and called him: "Xiao Shou."

He froze, got up from me, and stared at me intently.

I lowered my eyes and asked a question.

"Why did you change your name to Hilton Light?"

In the next second, I could feel his flesh slamming in hard, and the pain caused the facial features on his face to squeeze together.

"Hilton Light?" He laughed, and slammed into my waist again: "Did you forget what I said before? If you have a chance, you will go to the Hilton Hotel, and then soak in the big pool in the lobby .”

I froze, and heard him continue there: "Then I went to soak myself. In the early morning, I saw a beam of light passing through the top of my head and shooting in obliquely. My brother has already arranged an intermediary for me." , as long as I pass the language test, I can apply for foreign schools.”

I propped myself up and slowly tried to sit up: "Then why don't you go?"

He stopped and hugged me whole in his arms: "You're not there."

My heart hurts inexplicably.

This shot made me feel bad all over.

He cums twice, I cum three times, my whole leg is shaking when I get off the couch, there is no romance.

I picked up the bath towel that was thrown on the ground and tied it around my waist: "Are you satisfied?"

He shook his head and sat there: "It shouldn't be like this."

I smiled feebly: "What do you hope for? You like me, I like you, you ruined your fortune for me, and we both live a poor and humble life, making fun of it. Is the script like this?"

He had his underwear on, and that's when I realized he was in good shape.

He felt a little uncomfortable: "I thought you had me in your heart."

Of course I have him in my heart.

I pretended to be relaxed: "Who are you?"

Of course, I know I'm pure fuck, but I can't help it.

I tilted my head and continued: "Do you think I like eternity, or Xiaoshou? Or neither? The adult world likes these two words are too strong. If you want to fuck me, I will give you too." Fuck it. You majored in financial management, and you are better at math than I am. You can calculate how much I still owe you, and I will pay it off sooner.”

He got up and pointed to his chest: "How long do you think you will last?"

I reached out and touched it: "Forever? It's been too long. I won't do this kind of business."

He pinched my wrist, and I gritted my teeth and smiled at him: "I'm a businessman, brother Xiaoshou."

He finally let go, without talking to me, and walked into the bathroom to take a shower by himself.

Then I watched him put on his clothes and go out, and the door slammed very loudly.

He never spoke to me from the beginning to the end.

I watched him go out, only to be relieved when the room fell into an eerie silence.

Struggling to reach my phone, I opened the browser.

How should irritability be treated?

Go to consult a specialized psychiatrist, respectfully follow the doctor's advice.

Hey.

I just sat on the sofa and wanted to lie down, but just sitting on it for a while made me grin my teeth in pain, and finally I had to sleep on my stomach.

I woke up early the next morning to find that it was very early, it was only four o'clock in the morning.

The room was still a mess, I touched my butt, it didn't seem to hurt as much as last night.

I got up and took a shower there, then picked up my torn clothes and took the trash bag, and called the manager by the way, saying that I would ask for leave today.

The manager scolded me for a while: "You idiot, Er Que, it's only 5 o'clock!"

I was weak: "I have a fever today, please ask for leave."

Then hung up the phone and turned off the phone by the way.

When I went back to my bed, I was there thinking about the passion of last night.

It felt like we were both depressed the whole time.

Maybe I provoked him too much.

I don't want him to like me.

As long as I like him it's fine.

I'm still greedy, Xiao Shou, I always want to like you.

He shouldn't like me.

I hugged my leg, survived and fell asleep there again.

When I woke up, I could smell cooking at home.