why are they still in love

34 years ago, Xiao Zhaoshan's mother informed him on the tram: "From today on, you don't have, and you won't have a father anymore."

33 years ago, she showed him the final result of "Xiao Zhaoshan, the son of the plaintiff and the defendant, who was brought up by the plaintiff to adulthood" in a judgment issued by the court, and said: "From today, we will Forget about your father."

Ten years ago, she was lying in the intensive care unit, and before leaving, she held his finger and left her last words in this world: "Zhaoshan, from today onwards, you are a complete adult. "

Therefore, "beginning" has never been a good memory for Xiao Zhaoshan.

When Chi Yan came to visit him in the prison with the pregnancy test report, he was completely unmoved and aware of "I'm going to be a father". Apart from the guilt towards Chi Yan, he only had the confusion and anxiety of a new beginning.

In the crisis-ridden city of Beijing at that time, Xiao Chining was a crooked wisdom tooth in his mouth. If it was not pulled out, it would cause inflammation, and if it was pulled out, it would cause bleeding. After all, it was destined to cause him a lot of pain.

Fortunately, the one-year-old Xiao Chining only has that insignificant strength. It takes only a blink of an eye to break his fingers, and it takes only a moment to bleed him away. It is far better than the 17-year-old who came back and gained strength. And mind, trying to start over.

Xiao Zhaoshan took his hand out of his palm and asked indifferently: "What to start?"

Xiao Chining replied with certainty: "Start to understand me, start to love me."

Xiao Zhaoshan felt it was ridiculous: "You are so lacking in love, aren't you?"

"Yes." Xiao Chining said calmly, "No one loves me, why don't you love me?"

Xiao Zhaoshan pushed open the wooden door of the hotel: "I am not a philanthropist."

"Do I still need to write a proposal and hold a road show to compete for the qualification to be loved?" Xiao Chining followed him into the simple room, "Why are you so resistant to your son? I don't understand."

Xiao Zhaoshan turned on the incandescent lamp, unscrewed two bottles of mineral water and poured them into the electric kettle to boil: "I have no expectations of you, and you don't have any expectations of me."

Xiao Chining stood behind him and said, "You have, you want me to be quiet."

Xiao Zhaoshan jokingly said, "Then did you do it?"

Xiao Chining did not answer.

It finally stopped.

Xiao Zhaoshan pulled down the zipper of his coat, turned around and wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but Xiao Chining could use another way to show his existence even if he didn't speak.

"Step aside."

Impatiently, he used his forearm to push away Xiao Chining who was clinging to him like a cocklebur, took off the innermost sweater with one hand and threw it on the bed while walking, and walked into the bathroom topless.

Xiao Chining looked at the blurred figure behind the frosted glass, and his expression suddenly became fierce.

He raised his hand to remove all the clothes on his body, smashed them beside the sweater, walked naked to the door of the bathroom that could not be locked, and pushed open the glass door.

Xiao Zhaoshan's body was shrouded in a milky white mist, and Xiao Chining saw his straight shoulders and strong back tense instantly, and the transparent water flowed along the ravines in his spine to the round hills, like falling water. The rain on the car window does not distinguish between you and me.

The bathroom is very small, and it only takes two steps to reach the mountain range, but when he took the first step, Xiao Zhaoshan issued a dark order: "Get out!"

"No."

Xiao Chining continued his footsteps, and stood under the shower head straight ahead, drenched in the same hot rain as him.

"If I keep quiet, like I did 16 years ago," he stubbornly put his arms around Xiao Zhaoshan's waist, pressing his face against his hot chest, "then Dad, you will never see me, you will never know me I love you so much."

The anger that Xiao Zhaoshan had endured all night was completely ignited at this moment.

He looked down and saw the teardrops left on the tip of Xiao Chining's eyelashes, and suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled away his sticky body like algae, cut his hands behind his back, and pressed his other hand firmly against him The nape of his neck, pressing his face against the wall, cut off the room for him to look back, and prevented that tear from appearing in front of his eyes again.

However, in this way, he saw the tattoo under Xiao Chining's left shoulder again.

"Just forboring, just for fun".

As if being melted by water vapor, the sentence sank slowly, and each letter became another kind of unavoidable tears, which flowed into Xiao Zhaoshan's eyes unexpectedly.

"What on earth do you want to do?" He asked through gritted teeth.

No matter how warm the bathroom is, the tiles on the wall are still cold. After leaving the shower, Xiao Chining couldn't stop shaking, but his tone was firm: "Since we can't be normal father and son, why don't we be lovers."

Xiao Zhaoshan was convinced that he was going crazy again: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know so much that I can't know anymore." Xiao Chining laughed bitterly, "I want to hold hands with you, kiss you, and sleep with you. I think Dad, you love me as much as I love you, what's wrong with that?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his index finger and scratched the palm of Xiao Zhaoshan's right hand, which was pinching his wrists, and bewitched: "Tie up my ankles and wrists with ropes, cover my mouth tightly, strangle me around my neck, and hold me down." Fuck hard, hit my gut, call me a shameless bitch, hear me whimper, watch me cry, make me beg you for mercy."

Noticing that the strength on the back of his neck had loosened a bit, he tried his best to turn his face away, looked into Xiao Zhaoshan's eyes in astonishment or anger, and said in a charming voice, "Dad, don't you want to try? Fuck your most hated son!" To get out of bed, to treat him like a dog, to trample his love for you in the dirt. It's going to be great, Daddy, trust me, it's going to be fun."

Just like a rabbit would appear in his mind if he was asked to "don't think of a rabbit", the more Xiao Zhaoshan let himself ignore his nonsense, the more he couldn't restrain himself from turning these words into a picture.

At this moment, he seems to have bound his hands, strangled his neck, as Xiao Chining said, and is pressing him down to indulge his desire.He felt that Xiao Chining's young skin and the breath from his slightly parted lips were so hot that it almost burned his fingerprints and reason.

He suddenly let go of his hand and took half a step back, returning to the shower to try to clear his mind.

Xiao Chining immediately turned around, raised his sore arms around his neck, and brought his soft lips to his mouth.

The two of them bathed in the heavy rain naked, rubbing their flesh against each other in the narrow bathroom, breathing wrapped around their breath.

Xiao Zhaoshan didn't take the initiative to respond, and stood on the spot with his brows furrowed and his eyes downcast.

However, Xiao Chining was already intoxicated, closed his eyes and kept nibbling and kissing his lips, reaching down to hold his half-cocked genitals | moving back and forth rhythmically, he still did not forget to ask softly: "Dad, do you want to hear what I call you?" What? Is it better to call Teacher Xiao, or to call you Zhaoshan, huh?"

Xiao Zhaoshan closed his eyes, and the veins appeared on his temples.

So Xiao Chining left his lips and kissed his stiff jaw and sharp collarbone.When the dense kiss reached his chest, facing the light refracted by the mist, he raised his face and smiled at Xiao Zhaoshan, choosing the answer himself.

"Mr. Xiao, your heart beats so fast for me."

Xiao Zhaoshan's chest heaved violently, and when Xiao Chining kissed the place that was already standing upright, he couldn't bear it anymore, opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the wet hair from the back of his head and threw him to the wall.

He took the shower head off the rusted bracket, leaned sideways and pressed Xiao Chining's collarbone with his shoulder, forcing him to straighten himself up.Immediately afterwards, he put his right hand in through the gap between the back of his waist and the wall, used his index finger and middle finger to pry open his acupoint, and held the shower against the opening of his acupoint with the other hand, allowing the water to flow straight. Shoot straight into the depths to wash the place clean.

When hot water higher than body temperature poured into it endlessly, Xiao Chining raised his neck subconsciously and let out a low cry.

Xiao Zhaoshan saw his expression as if he was suffering, and in an instant, his anger became even higher, and his desire became even more surging.Before this moment, he didn't know that he had such a tendency.

In the past, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, every one of his lovers was of the same sex without exception, but he did not become more rude or intemperate because of this. He thought that even in bed, he maintained his proper decency and demeanor .

But now, everything has changed.

Some kind of violent desire that surpassed sexual desire controlled his senses and thoughts, and he really experienced the unique refreshingness from it, as Xiao Chining said.

Without any scruple, he inserted two fingers into the tense back hole, indulged him to hug his shoulders and neck, and watched him relying on him with satisfaction, twisting his white body uncomfortably.

After a while, he threw the shower head and slapped Xiao Chining hard on the ass: "You fucking owe it|fuck?"

The latter jumped up in shock, and the lower bodies of the two immediately stuck together.

Xiao Zhaoshan stared at his face, stretched another finger in, and rummaged without mercy: "Don't think I don't know, you are a dirty thing that has been fucked by countless men."

I don't know whether it was hurt or wet by the steam, Xiao Chining's eyes turned red, but at the same time, the corners of his mouth curled up disproportionately.

He poked his head over to kiss Xiao Zhaoshan's lips, and said in a low voice intermittently: "Mr. Xiao, haven't you...have been with countless men? I may not be the dirtiest, but I must be the one who loves you the most... …ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhaoshan suddenly grabbed his slender neck and pinned him back to the wall, not giving him a chance to continue kissing him.In the next second, he picked up Xiao Chining's leg and rushed straight into his body.

"You deserve to love me too?"

He opened his mouth openly against the hot and humid intestines that were hurting him, gritted his teeth and asked: "Only you, are you worthy of loving me?"

Xiao Chining felt as if he was being tortured. None of the chained neck, the back that was rubbed against the wall, and the unlubricated back | negligible.

The pain caused his lower body, which was already high, to go limp again, and it swayed sadly in the air, like a boat with sails tossing in the strong wind and waves.

Xiao Zhaoshan didn't realize that he hadn't been so excited for a long time. The last time he was so excited was when he was young when he was just in love. He accidentally discovered his mother's massage stick.

After working face to face for a while, he panted and changed his position, pulled Xiao Chining by the shoulders and lifted him to face his back, then grabbed his waist and drove straight in again.

Xiao Chining has been up and down, but it was the first time he realized that this posture could go so deep, as if it was going to knock a hole out of his rectal bend.

He opened his lips wide, struggling to breathe and survive, his finely scratched fingers left frightening water marks on the tiles at a loss.

"Dad..." he called out softly, his eyes filled with tears, "It hurts...I hurt..."

Xiao Zhaoshan was annoyed by the tattoos and scars on his back, and made him turn around again, picked him up by his buttocks and pressed him against the wall to fuck, not only did not reduce his strength, but also used gravity more fierce.

"You asked for it yourself." He leaned close to Xiao Chining's ear and gasped, "Do you still dare to mess with me?"

As if he finally found a dead tree in the middle of the boundless sea, Xiao Chining tried his best to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and said with a choked voice, "Dad...I love you."

He repeated solemnly again and again, sometimes calling him Teacher Xiao, and sometimes calling him Zhaoshan, even though his breath was hard to breathe and his voice was weak, he still said he was so cute.

Xiao Zhaoshan's near-death confession kept ringing in his ears. He was still contemptuous the first time he heard it, but after listening to it dozens of times, he seemed to be hypnotized, and a strange emotion gradually surged in his restless heart.

Different from the heartbeat when we first met Chi Yan, this kind of emotion is more like a kind of distorted hatred, which makes him almost want to melt Xiao Chining into his body, devour him, destroy him, make him want to live but not die, let him Never dare to mention liking and love again, let him stay quietly in the depths of his soul from now on, be with him, and no longer exist.

However this is not possible.

Xiao Chining's painful moan was still roaring repeatedly in the bathroom.He can never be devoured and destroyed, he can never be quiet and obedient, and he can never stop his desire to be loved.

As soon as Xiao Zhaoshan thought of this, the hatred suddenly grew more vigorously, which made his whole body tremble like an electric shock, and even a sharp cry came from his earworm.

He was about to pull out his erupting self, when Xiao Chining's body enthusiastically held back: "Don't go out...Cum inside, shoot inside me, I want you..."

Xiao Zhaoshan was swollen a little more from the stimulation, he ground his molars and said, "Remember, you said that!"

He started to move again, faster and deeper than at the beginning, rubbing the red and swollen tender flesh until it became hot and congested without sparing any effort, making Xiao Chining unable to speak even half a word, and could only exhale tremblingly.

After dozens of strokes, he stretched out his hips and touched Xiao Chining's rectum, and shot the thick slurry into places where his fingers couldn't even touch it.

The bathroom was filled with smog, and Xiao Chining, who had been deprived of oxygen for a long time, had weakness in his limbs, his eyes were black, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He persisted until now only through his sense of pain, until it was confirmed that Xiao Zhaoshan stayed and their relationship was different, and he passed out contentedly. past.

Just after Xiao Zhaoshan finished shooting, he relaxed and knelt on the ground overlapping him. For a while, his mind was blank, and he unconsciously rubbed the finger-long scar on his back.

After taking a long breath for a long time, he realized that the legs on his waist and the hands pinching his back had dropped, for the purpose that the person who was supposed to be laughing and noisy was silently leaning against his chest, motionless.

"Xiao Chining?"

He pushed Xiao Chining to the wall, wanting to see what kind of tricks he was playing, only to find that his eyes were tightly closed, with drops of water hanging from the end of his eyes, his cheeks were clearly flushed abnormally, and his lips were It was frighteningly white, with a look that was both hateful and pitiful.

So much so that the moment he saw clearly, he forgot how to breathe.