Desperate

Cen Lu let go of Zhou Pushen's collar a second before the crystal lamp was turned on again, he straightened the crooked white tie casually, and stood next to Zhou Pushen pretending to be nonchalant.

He was wearing a golden mask, and the metal on both sides of the eye ends stretched thinly, elongating Cen Lu's narrow face, making the man's whole face look more like a sly little fox.

The pair of light gray eyes blinked at the blushing lover, the flushed face was blocked by the mask, and the tip of the tongue provocatively licked his lips, only the lover of this little fox knew that there was something in his slightly hot mouth. how soft.

Except for the glistening lips that showed the indulgence just now, it seemed that nothing had happened in the darkness.

The strong emotion contained in the kiss more or less ironed the anxiety in Zhou Pushen's heart. His hand under the cuff of his suit quietly hooked Cen Lu's little finger behind him. Zhou Pushen didn't know what was wrong with him, so he rubbed it. The little finger shook coquettishly.

The three or five spectators found that they didn't care about being watched at all, so they dispersed after a while in disappointment.

Cen Lu was finally able to be alone with Zhou Pushen. He was smiling, his long and narrow eyes bent into two crescents: "You're acting like a baby again, huh?"

That delicate appearance made Zhou Pushen very reluctant to dote on him right now, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, all he could do was interlock fingers with him secretly, and use the warmth of his brother's palm to soothe his restless heart.

Cen Lu went to his lover's side, stretched out his hand and slightly loosened the rope behind his head, the pure gold mask slipped down a bit, and only Zhou Pushen, who was close at hand, could clearly see his brows and eyes slightly flushed due to fever.

He stared at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Shen, if you need, I can take off the mask right here on the spot."

Zhou Pu was dumbfounded, and hurriedly wanted to put the mask back on for him.Cen Lu grabbed his hand, his eyes were gentle but serious:

"I'm not afraid to tell the world about our relationship."

"So, don't be too disturbed, okay?" Cen Lu held his hand on his chest, "Don't vent your anxiety by tying me by your side."

Zhou Pu couldn't help rubbing his forehead, that piece of fair skin was pressed with a red mark by the metal mask, embedded between Cen Lu's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, enchanting and eye-catching.

Zhou Pu looked deeply at the brazen man, and found that his ears suddenly turned red, and his gentle eyes reflected his own face:

"I'm yours, and I can't be driven away."

Zhou Pu looked deeply at his undisguised love, his nasal cavity was sore, he could only turn his head to cover up his emotions.

His elder brother thought that he was worrying about gains and losses.But he didn't know that he, Zhou Pushen, was not afraid of the sky or the earth, he was only afraid of himself.

Zhou Pushen was afraid that Cen Lu would hate him after he knew that all of this was a lie woven by himself.

Zhou Pu thought deeply, what more could he ask for, this little time spent together was already a gift from God.Even if the two places are separated in the future and he dies on the battlefield, he can smile and think at the last second:

Brother, he loved me.

He held Cen Lu's hand and interlocked his five fingers: "Okay."

There seemed to be commotion in the crowd not far away.There were mixed laughter from men and women. Although the laughter was restrained, Cen Lu could faintly feel the malice in it.

Cen Lu came back to his senses, he pulled Zhou Pushen through the layers of human walls, and walked to the other side of the rectangular table.

Among a group of men and women dressed in fancy clothes, there was a man wearing an ill-fitting suit, sweeping the things on the table out of place.

His eating was ugly, the residue of snacks fell on his mouth and he didn't know how to wipe it off, he just kept stuffing it into his mouth as if he had been hungry for several meals.

When Cen Lu saw the man's face buried in the plate, his eyes suddenly widened.

This person is clearly An Furen who I haven't seen for a long time!

But why did he appear here?

Zhou Pu took Cen Lu's hand deeply and looked at him with a complicated expression.

Next to An Fulin, a woman with a diamond necklace covered her mouth with a feather fan, and persuaded him with a light smile, "Technician An, don't be so anxious. There are still quite a few over there." The finger wearing the pigeon egg pointed He pointed to another long table on the right that was full of food.

An technician?By the way, Cen Lu thought, it is said that An Fulin is the so-called "Strongest Beast Tamer" technician, since that person is here, An Fulin's appearance is also expected.

An Fulin wiped his mouth when he heard the words, and was about to walk towards the other side, but someone tripped him halfway, and the stupid young man fell down on the deep red carpet, unable to get up for a long time.

It has always been like this, the crowd let out a soft laugh, watching the proud son of heaven fall into the clouds, always satisfying people's unspoken wishes.

"Oh, Technician An, what's wrong with you." The man on the side knelt down/was about to help him, "We can't bear you, you prostrate yourself."

People laughed even louder.

But just as that hand touched An Fulin's shoulder pad, it was swung away.

Cen Lu knelt on the carpet, lifted An Fulin who was covered in biscuit crumbs from the ground, and glared at the man.

Zhou Pu looked at the two people on the ground in a daze, his hands were empty.He still couldn't catch him, every time when he was contradicting himself with a more noble reason, Cen Lu always abandoned himself.

I don't know if it's because of today's low fever, or because of the fierce kiss just now.Cen Lu felt dizzy in his head, seeing An Fulin whom he hadn't seen for a long time, almost rushed out instinctively.

It's like he has done this kind of thing many times, and his body's response has long been faster than his brain.

An Fulin seemed to recognize Cen Lu, his wooden expression became flustered, and he pushed him fiercely: "Go...go..."

Cen Lu looked at An Fulin's terrified expression, the barrier in his head seemed to be melted by the high heat, and a broken image flashed.

There is a person in my mind who has exactly the same face as An Fulin, and also has the same frightened expression.

With a pale face, he fell limply on the cold floor, and the researcher wearing a white mask poured a box of white rice on his head and face.

The scorching rice scalded An Fulin's face, but he didn't dare to hum.

Cen Lu felt that his body was roaring something, but he was imprisoned by a thick fence in front of him. He grabbed the railing angrily, but he couldn't do anything except roar loudly.

The eyes behind the mask looked contemptuously at the person kneeling on the ground: "No. 78, with your talent, you can also be selected for the 'Nirvana' project? Your results today," the research institute pointed to Cen Lu: "Even 77 Didn't do half of the number."

Cen Lu felt that he was roaring angrily: "Give me...give him my share! He has been hungry for four days! You gave him nothing but water! Of course he can't last the test!"

"You mean to give him your share of the meal?" The researcher seemed to have heard something funny, squatting down/looking at Cen Lu in prison uniform, he mocked: "No. 77, don't you Just rely on good grades and act recklessly, there are many people who can replace you."

"Then you... don't give him the electric chair again..."

"He won't go, are you going to go instead of him?" The researcher looked at him mockingly, he pushed away the long sleeves of the prison uniform, and there were shocking scars on Cen Lu's arms under the sleeves, "I think you should forget it, Your own plus what he suffered yesterday, I can’t bear the death of a potential stock like you.”

The man in the mask stood up, poured out the remaining bowl of rice, and stepped on several times in front of the two of them, until the rice grains were completely ground into mud on the soles of his feet before he gave up.

"Just be hungry today, you might be able to stimulate your potential if you are hungry." The researcher smiled maliciously, and the heavy iron door was slowly closed in front of the two of them.

The iron gate is the exit of that hell, but it is firmly closed.Cen Lu didn't know how many times he looked for a tool to kill himself in that door, but he didn't. The narrow distance made it impossible for him to get relief by hitting the wall. The people inside couldn't survive or die.

Cen Lu's head hurt violently, he was still supporting An Fulin who was at a loss, but his hands had unconsciously grasped the other's shoulders, the pain made the idiot grin his teeth for a while.

This inexplicable memory seemed to be transplanted in, making his brain instinctively reject its existence.Cen Lu felt as if he was walking a tightrope precariously on the edge of fantasy and reality.

he needs!It takes a thing, someone, for him to orient reality.

Cen Lu bit a piece of meat in his mouth hard, and the fishy smell from his mouth made him a little more awake.He reluctantly discerned the direction, trying to find the figure that would make him sure that he was still on this shore.

As long as there is... Xiaoshen...

The scene in front of him had become illusory. In the vast expanse of whiteness, he saw Zhou Pushen standing far behind the crowd, looking at him deeply with dark eyes.

But he didn't intend to go forward.

He didn't come to save himself as usual.

The young man's emaciated back suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He has not grown up yet, but he already has shoulders that people can rely on.But the young man turned his back to himself, stepping on military boots without any hesitation as he walked further and further away, despite Cen Lu rolling and crying behind him regardless of his image, he still left.

Cen Lu's heart ached, but he suddenly remembered that this seemed to be what he asked for - he just asked his lover to give him freedom within a certain limit.

free?

The memories in his brain boiled up again, scalding his brain like boiling water.The dark-eyed young man turned his head, seemed to be angry, and stared at himself sullenly, but he was still teasing the child's emotions recklessly:

"You can at least hang around outside with a gun on your shoulder," Cen Lu shook the combination lock on the railing boredly, "but I can only eat, drink and scatter in a place where I turn around."

The soldier with a short crew cut had an indelible gloom on his face. There was a small window on the ceiling of the prison, and he only had one pair of eyes illuminated by the moonlight: "It's not only being locked up in a prison is called loss of freedom." .”

Cen Lu thought this little adult-like child was very interesting, so he asked him, "Why? Do you think you are not free?"

The boy raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and said something in a language he didn't understand.But now Cen Lu understands, it is said in Southern Mandarin: "Empire moth."

"Xiao Shen...don't...don't say that about me..." Cen Lu murmured at a loss, he suddenly felt extremely wronged when he was confused.

The love here was projected into his illusory memory for no reason. He loved that child so much, but he said mercilessly that he was a moth, which deeply hurt his heart.

In his memory, the boy's face was covered with a layer of black mist, but even so Cen Lu was sure that he loved him.The love became clearer amidst the sharp pain, he let go of An Fulin's hand, and stretched out his hand helplessly towards Zhou Pushen.

He thought he would take that child out of this bottomless hell.

Even if he hates him and refuses to go with him.

Those eyes, those eyes that lost their light and were so dark that they were bottomless, made him sure that they were a piece of soft flesh in his heart.

Xiaoshen, my head hurts so much.

It hurt like it was going to explode.

Zhou Pu rushed forward, held his trembling fingertips, and caught the fainted Cen Lu.

Cen Lu's whole body burned hotly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the warmth of holding him in his hands was so hot that Zhou Pu's heart was burning with anxiety.He looked at Cen Lu's misty but crazy eyes, and his heart was cold.

The remaining time between them may be less than Zhou Pushen expected.

The two people's overly intimate behavior under the eyes of everyone has attracted more people to watch, not to mention that there is still an unconscious fool lying in Cen Lu's arms at the moment.People wantonly peeped into other people's privacy with malicious eyes, and tacitly carried out another silent carnival.

"Oh, what's going on here." With a tone that didn't fit his figure, a tall man broke through the crowd and squeezed to the front.Seeing the young man passed out in Zhou Pu's deep arms, he shaved his face exaggeratedly: "Oh, it seems that it's time for love to be so inseparable in public."

With a cigarette in his mouth, he swallowed clouds and smoke like a fairy, and then he approached Zhou Pushen, who was pale, and whispered in his ear:

"Little brat, long time no see."

The author says:

It’s actually an illusion of walking in a small path~ The story between Zhengtai is about to begin slowly~