【Xue Xiao】Prisoner in the deserted city

Unexpectedly, the black-clothed boy had a cruel and impatient expression, and he was willing to ask himself.

The man was full of grievances and entanglements. I am afraid that no one would listen to his long-winded words on weekdays. Now he seemed to have found someone to vent, and his emotions poured out like a flood. He said hoarsely: "I like A Yuan, I love A Yuan! I want to He is willing to do anything! He asked me to send five liters of rice to his house every month, and I would have a tael! He asked me to be vegetarian, and I would never eat meat! He loves Chengxi sesame seed cakes, and I would buy them for him even halfway across the city! He asked me I was kneeling, and my legs were trembling when I was standing! I saved money and gave him gifts to sell for her, and I could even give her my heart, liver, spleen and lungs, but he didn’t even look at me, and even flirted with others. Move your feet! I saw it, I just saw it! Why am I so miserable! Why is life so bitter, I want to die, I just think that when I die, A Yuan will be able to look at me, let me die Bar……"

Xue Yang couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

The man was still babbling, with snot and tears streaming down his face, and when he heard the laughter, he cried even more fiercely in a daze.

As if he was also a educated person who had read the book, the man cried and shouted: "My God, ruthless is not as passionate as suffering, God, why are you so cruel——"

"I think it's very simple."

Xue Yang interrupted him and said, "You don't have to spend your heart and soul to give gifts or things. If you really like it, grab her and put her on the ground and fuck her seventeen or eight times. The person will be yours, and she will still be able to Not from?"

The man's wailing stopped abruptly, as if he didn't hear clearly, his mouth was still open, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

To say such words in broad daylight, everyone didn't know how to react for a moment, and they were all stunned like the men.

This seemingly handsome and amiable young man with a ruthless temperament is indeed a local hooligan, but he took such unconscionable slanderous words as a matter of course.

An innocent child has been listening to the movement here, unlike others, he obviously recognizes A Yuan.He listened carefully, but he knew a lot at a young age. Hearing Xue Yangqinglie's words, his round eyes suddenly opened wide.

The child said confidently: "But A Yuan is a man, how can a man fuck?"

Everyone: "..."

Xue Yang: "..."

Damn, it turned out to be a dead man!Xue Yang was deeply annoyed, and didn't want to stay there for a second, so he rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

The crowd automatically moved away from both sides to make way for him. It was not until he was far away that there was a burst of pointing voices.It wasn't clear whether it was accusing Xue Yang of the absurdity or the man's absurdity, mixed with the man's more heart-piercing cries, they were in a mess again.

He ignored the loud voices behind him.Xue Yang thought, ruthlessness does not seem to be sentimental and bitter, what is it, I don't understand.These ordinary people in the market are just busy and flustered, so they are hypocritical and hypocritical all day long. They also play with broken sleeves, and they seem to be living for nothing if they don’t do something. On the point of self-important unforgettable.

Xue Yang has been struggling all the way since he was a child, wandering the streets, never going to school, never reading poetry and books, ignorant of reason, unable to understand poetry, and the most disgusting behavior of cultural people.The only few characters he could recognize were taught by Jin Guangyao when he was a guest of the Jin family.

Lianfangzun said that it is not necessary for the guests of Jinlintai to connect with poems and songs. From ancient times to the present, they must be able to write and recognize basic words and sentences. Otherwise, when the book is delivered, they will not know how to write it What, let alone replying to the letter, is going to miss the business.

Xue Yang was very disdainful. He got a headache when he read the books, and felt sleepy when he read the poems. He wished he could tear up the books. It was Jin Guangyao who kindly asked the master to leave and sit in the township himself, so Xue Yang managed to learn a little bit.

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and said, Jin Guangyao, I will tear your disgustingly smiling face one day.

Jin Guangyao still teased him with a pleasant smile, Cheng Mei, you are actually quite talented in studying, if you are willing to work hard, you will be in the top three soon.

Xue Yang's face turned dark, and he squeezed out a word: Get lost.

Putting those annoying noises to the back of his mind, Xue Yang returned to Yizhuang, checked the formations around, and only after confirming that they were correct, he strode over the threshold.

In fact, he is very confident in his own formations. He has perfected his ghost way, his talent is extremely high, and he almost never makes mistakes.

But he just couldn't rest assured, there was always an illusion that Xiao Xingchen had already run away as soon as he got home.

Xue Yang habitually went into the room to take a look as usual, seeing that Xiao Xingchen was indeed staying there obediently, and then continued to relax a bit.

Xue Yang warmed up the medicine casually and gave it to Xiao Xingchen to drink.Xiao Xingchen didn't want to before, pushed and pushed him, he didn't know how much medicine he sprayed, Xue Yang made him bleed in different ways, so he didn't resist that much, and he couldn't resist, because no matter what, Xue Yang had a way make him obey.

Although Xiao Xingchen was full of reluctance in his heart, he still took the bowl numbly, and drank the bitter juice inside as if giving up on himself.

If Doctor Zhang hadn't told him not to add anything other than the medicine he prepared, Xue Yang would have put sugar in it long ago.

Xue Yang cursed inwardly, that dead old man didn't mean to punish him on purpose.

The injury of one hand has not healed yet, and it is lying flat on the thigh obediently.Xiao Xingchen held the bowl with his other hand and drank it one mouthful at a time, probably because it was too bitter, every time he drank it very slowly, as if he was about to vomit if it was too fast.

The sleeves of the wide Taoist robe hung down, covering half of Xiao Xingchen's face, Xue Yang could still see it from that angle.

When Xiao Xingchen drank the medicine, he raised his head slightly, and his neck showed a slightly beautiful arc.Xue Yang saw that as he swallowed, the abrupt Adam's apple rolled up and down on his fair neck, again and again.

There was an inexplicable throbbing in Xue Yang's heart.His pair of eyes were very bright, and there was a dangerous and bewitching look in his big black pupils.He stretched out his hand towards the snow-white neck.

Xiao Xingchen was blind, immersed in the bitterness of the medicine, unaware of Xue Yang's gaze and movements.

Just as he finished drinking the next drop, the bowl was calmly picked up by Xue Yang's outstretched hand.

Xue Yang touched Xiao Xingchen's forehead, the fever was gone, but it was not completely gone, like there was always a small cluster of flames, which would come back again at some point.

The mind has a huge impact on the body, and it is because of depression that Xiao Xingchen has been weak and weak.Xue Yang didn't understand, even if he knew Xiao Xingchen's depression, he wouldn't empathize with it.He once thought that it was Xiao Xingchen who committed suicide by committing suicide that time, leaving sequelae that caused his qi to become swollen, and he became even more angry, blaming Xiao Xingchen for committing suicide and asking for trouble.

Just like the man just now, Xue Yang thought, these people are really fragile, looking for death and life at every turn, they can still fight for what they want when they are alive, but when they die, no matter how good things are, they will belong to others.

Xue Yang glanced at Xiao Xingchen's lips covered with brown medicine, and somehow wanted to reach out and wipe it off for him.Just as he was thinking whether to raise his hand, he saw Xiao Xingchen brush his lips first, and then those lips turned red again.

Xue Yang said: "I came back from buying medicine today, and I met someone committing suicide on the road."

As expected, Xue Yang didn't answer, and Xue Yang wasn't angry either.

After thinking for a while, it seemed to be asking him, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

Xue Yang said: "Why do you say that one person wants to die for another person? If you die, you will have nothing. Why bother?"

"Maybe that person is very important to him."

A faint voice came from above his head, Xue Yang raised his head and looked at Xiao Xingchen with a little surprise.

Xiao Xingchen didn't expect to blurt it out, and he was speechless, so he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

But Xue Yang refused to let go, and argued: "It's important, what's the matter, no matter how important others are, they are not as important as yourself. It is true that you are happy, and everything else is nonsense!"

He and Xiao Xingchen are completely different types of people, their personalities, encounters, education, and experiences are almost completely opposite.Xiao Xingchen knew it wouldn't make sense to him, so he didn't plan to talk to him anymore, so he just leaned there and closed his eyes to rest.

Xue Yang was still brushing the lower limit of his three views, and for some reason, he became more and more energetic, and said viciously: "What annoys me the most is people who are hypocritical to death for others, thinking that they are noble, but actually putting themselves Mess with everyone else."

Xue Yang's words were inadvertent, and he didn't name anyone at all, but he couldn't help but point at Xiao Xingchen inside and outside of what he said, everything he said had to be related to Xiao Xingchen, and the final words were always signed with Xiao Xingchen. related.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Xue Yang also noticed, and his heart burst into anger, as if someone had glimpsed something he shouldn't know, and gave Xiao Xingchen a vicious look.

Xiao Xingchen didn't know that Xue Yang's heart was full of so many entangled and twisted thoughts. He didn't do anything at first, but Xue Yang felt that it was all his fault. The four fingers of his left hand almost crushed the porcelain bowl, and wanted to put The bowl hit Xiao Xingchen, and he had to make a few cuts to get out.

Fortunately, he just thought about it and didn't really do it.Xue Yang snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

Originally, today's incident was a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him. How could Xue Yang pay attention to these things in the past, but for some reason, the man's broken and painful face was lingering in his mind for the next few days, it was so annoying to death .And what he said, if you press the ground seventy or eighty times, the person is his.

He was about to applaud his wonderful speech, and the more he thought about it, the more poisonous he became.

It was originally, everyone is his, so will he not obey when the time comes?

So what about men, men can do it too, right?Why can't men fuck...