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In the rented house next to the ironworks.Li Bai turned around and pulled Yang Jian's wrist, begging him to stop, begging him to take him to another place.

Yang Jian carried him directly to the writing desk.

The books and materials were all pushed aside, and there was a pile of them scattered on the ground. Li Bai sat on the edge of the table, his legs, which were messed up with hickeys and bodily fluids, were opened wide, and he fiddled with himself, keeping them soft, just waiting for Yang Jian to tear him away. Insert it through.

Yang Jian didn't come back in a hurry, but just leaned close to him, clasped his hands that were propped on the table, and stared at him as if in deep thought.

"I'm not tired," Li Bai's voice sounded like he had swallowed a pile of sandpaper, but he smiled softly, "I'm so happy..."

"Don't keep talking about death."

But I’m going to die, I’m saying goodbye to you, I still want to take you to the mountains to fly for a while, I want to be dragged by you to swim in the condensed air after the rain, I want to float in the blizzard of the North Pole, look See if the snow flakes are really like cannonballs... You make me dizzy like the green and purple halo in the sun, I give you all, all, the softness that I can take out, I am with you Apologize.

I'm saying goodbye to you.

"It's the last one." He lowered his hand and touched the big guy in front of him. "How many times did we do it tonight? According to your calculations, it's six. This is really the last time."

Yang Jian quietly took off the cover, threw it on the ground without tying the knot, hugged his waist, started from the shallow part, and entered his body with extra seriousness.

Yang Jian also kissed his ear studs, earrings, lip rings, tongue studs... even the most imperceptible metal spots on his eyebrows.There were three in total, and none of Yang Jian was lost.

Li Bai's eyes were already dry from crying, but there were inexplicable tears, he pushed Yang Jian's shoulder: "You are fierce like you were just now, um, a little more fierce..."

"Shouldn't I be gentler?" Yang Jian kissed him deeply on the shoulder, "You are a patient."

"No, please... make me hurt, hurt me!" Li Bai's legs were stuck on his waist, and he swayed weakly, and his hand drew a distraught line on Yang Jian's heart, "Stay more Traces, okay... this is the last time, there will be no more..."

"The last set, I threw it away before I finished using it," Yang Jian said firmly, and suddenly exerted so much strength that Li Bai's eyes lost sight for a few seconds, "It's not the last time."

"I'll leave tomorrow," Li Bai kept shaking his head, he rarely heard Yang Jian say such illogical words, but he couldn't say the logical farewell, "That's right, you are too gentle, I I'm so sick, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yang Jian covered his mouth.

The acceleration of his lower body was also sudden, and Li Bai was so sensitive at this time that he felt the waves coming violently after such a few uninterrupted nails. At orgasm, I didn't have the strength to lift my legs, so I could only step on the edge of the table with my heels, and my tailbone was on the same line, and it would slide up from time to time because of the hard impact.

"I know what you want to say." Yang Jian approached his ear.Covering it so tightly, not only would it deprive him of his speech, but it seemed that he would also be deprived of his breathing.

"Don't cry, how could you die?" Yang Jian said the matter was very ordinary, "If you want to die, I can only kill you."

Feeling Li Bai's disordered breathing, he let go of the restraint, but his cheek brushed against the side of Li Bai's neck, and calmly breathed out the scorching breath on the back of his neck.

"If you want to commit suicide, it must be me."

The last sentence is said close to the flesh.If it goes deeper, it sticks to the bone.Teeth are also human bones.After finishing speaking, Yang Jian bit the small part at the back of the neck, bit it in with his teeth, and beads of blood came out from the bite.

It's like an instinct, if Li Bai wants traces, he can just give them.He fucked to the deepest and hottest place...he had the illusion that Li Bai was left with only a pair of skins, all of which had been melted into hot water. All are satisfied and excited, the pussy is stretched and shrunk by him, foaming.He ejaculated, and with his mouth full of fishy sweetness, he hugged Li Bai even tighter, without pulling it out, all of it was ejaculated inside.

And even if Li Bai was free, he couldn't utter a word. All he could do was sink into his arms and convulse helplessly, ripping off his shirt, biting his blood-stained shoulder like a sucker, sobbing and hammering. Slapping him on the shoulder... It seems that they all know how much suffering the years of separation have been, so why do we need to talk about it.Yang Jian rubbed his hands from the last spine to his hair, as if he wanted to rub him to the bone. The two exhausted people hugged each other, as if they didn't need to talk anymore.

Li Bai didn't want to leave, nor would he die alone. This seemed to be a consensus reached in silent pain.And Yang Jian was also hugged by that pair of weak arms, and he clumsily kissed his lips, which was also a kind of rare and peaceful rest.

He didn't regret what he said just now, because he thought that way at first, of course he thought about killing people, first Li Bai, then himself, he would deal with the aftermath, but he absolutely couldn't imagine Li Bai's death.

It may be selfish to say this, but it is true that from certain irreversible moments, his and Li Bai's lives no longer belong to them alone.

After hugging for a long time and gathering enough strength, Yang Jian raised his head, and his gloomy eyes suddenly lit up for a moment.Pulling out his lower body, the white turbidity came out from the rotten, red and swollen acupuncture point, dripping on the test paper that fell on the floor, but no one cared - Li Bai noticed the change in him, and turned his head back, only to see the hole framed by the window edge. That small piece can be called a grand scene.

The sky is blue-blue, the clouds are blue-gray, even the mountains are soaked into dark blue, the stars have disappeared, only the half-moon is bright, like a huge group of dyed bubbles suddenly descending, turning the bleak The world is completely covered in it, accompanied by silence and solitude.But at this time, in this blue dawn, the lines of the mountains are roughly outlined brightly.

Red, with swaying stars, is the color of fire.

The fire dragon meanders over the mountain road.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly they both smiled. Yang Jian's expression was like a boy who picked up a bouquet. He wanted to take advantage of the freshness and give it to someone who could smell the fragrance of the flowers. He took off his shirt and simply wiped it. Wipe the ticking between Li Bai's legs, shake it off and wrap it around Li Bai, only to see that the clothes look like a skirt, so there is no problem.He lifted up his trousers and left his upper body naked, just like that, he directly pulled the person to push the door out, hugged his legs and supported his buttocks, and sent him to the roof.

Then he climbed up himself.

Without the obstruction of the school buildings in the front row, Li Bai's vision suddenly became clear. In the sudden light, he could even see the outline of the distant mountains, and the river below, which was black and misty, as if cold glass was flowing.

This is the dawn that belongs to Yang Jian in the past five years.

He was brought.

He saw it.

He also saw something different, the school building was still asleep, and the village was waking up, in a way that was much more fanciful than usual.There are torches everywhere on the distant mountain roads and nearby houses, and the small fire points are connected into lines and patches, illuminating the colors between the sky and the earth, and he knows that they will burn for several days.

The Torch Festival, the famous Liangshan Torch Festival, is called "Duze" by the Yi people. It is to commemorate the God of Vulcan, what aheyi...to commemorate his miraculous achievements.Li Bai had heard a lot from the Baozi shop before, and he knew that those clusters, which turned red against the blue sky, were burned with dried pine wood and pine nuts, and the torches stood in the air, held in both hands.Bonfires, sacrifices, evil spirits, run away, the fire will be more prosperous tonight, and the folk songs are about to be sung.

Li Bai didn't want to watch it any more. The excitement and festivities seemed to have nothing to do with him, and they would destroy the world he lived in.But when you close your eyes, it is different. There are rosin burning in the wind, there are small crackling sounds, and there are also people's shouts.They are near and far away, unpredictable, three people chanting mantras, 30 people, 3000 people... The sea of ​​time is ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs.

"Listen, the kingdom of Ayitiku is on fire."

Yang Jian is also a person who watches the fire with his ears, hugging him from behind and shaking him lightly, blocking the rain that blows on his bare legs, resting his chin on his shoulder, and still rubbing his eyelashes lightly against the skin on the side of his face.

"I heard it. I heard it."

Li Bai grabbed his hand, raised it up together, and felt the wind.Talking in a dream, whispering softly.