Eros, take you through sex

He always knew that the boy had something on his mind.

Being cool, tattooed, swearing, talking about love, or wasting youth. This is the group portrait of a group of people, and also the current state of life of a group of people. It seems that the youth that is worth a million gold has become worthless at that moment. Squandering is the best thing.

The views of an adult and a young person are naturally different.

He was expelled from school because of fighting. Because he could follow him, he and he went out at dawn and went to school. With his hot temper, he soon provoked trouble in school, a fight, and one person was injured. The guard came to deal with it and called the police. In the end, he was expelled from school.

With nothing to do, he began a very strange life.

He slept hard during the day and was addicted to mobile games at night. He didn't answer his parents' calls. His mother rushed back from another place and had a big fight with him. In the end, his mother left in tears. His grandfather was very disappointed with him, and his father didn't want to manage him. Only his grandmother still loved him and always cared about him and took care of everything for him, but he was tired of this and hated everyone.

He didn't know if it was because he was addicted to his phone. But he knew that he had a mental problem, but no one paid attention to him. He could understand him and sympathize with him. But he couldn't seem to do anything. In fact, he wanted to possess him many times and try to change him. But he tried many times and it didn't work. He actually wanted to summon the god of love, but it seemed to be useless.

The god of love told him that if he could depend on someone, then he could depend on them. If he couldn't, then he couldn't. It was useless to do anything. Sometimes, when he saw him not playing with his phone, he would cry silently. He knew that he was also an extremely fragile person. It was really painful that no one could understand him. Living in this world, if even his parents couldn't communicate with him, it would be a sad thing.

He wanted so much to sit down, talk to him, and chat with him, but it was all in vain.

Not long after, the boy seemed to have made some friends in society, and was taken to bars and other places to play. Being fired seemed to mean that he had gained freedom and rebirth. This was also what he was looking forward to. He hated working outside. Working outside was stressful, exhausting, and not much money. He had experienced it all before.

He was unwilling to live the life his parents arranged for him.

He has his own world and he wants to be independent.

Alcohol, singing and dancing, the laughter of friends, it seems that these things mixed together, there is a kind of pleasure away from the loneliness of the world, people who are deeply immersed in it will feel doubled. This is a happiness that people who are alone cannot experience. No matter how smoky and fake and lively the place is, it seems that there is a self that he has never known. He resists everything, resists everyone who approaches him.

In the evening, he returned home with a so-called girlfriend. After a few drinks, they were all drunk. It seemed that his grandparents did not discipline him too much. It seemed that he was alone now, with a girlfriend and a woman who loved him very much. He felt that this was the whole world, a whole beautiful existence. He also felt that he was not alone. So, on a spring night, they completed a union that he thought was the most beautiful.

He didn't look, but sat on the balcony of another empty room, thinking about many things.

The beauty of youth seems to need no definition.

Is this love?

He didn't know that he once thought that what he met at the age of seventeen or eighteen was first love, true love. At that time, people who loved each other had simple ideas, without any other factors, and they loved each other sincerely, which was impulsive, happy, and passionate. There was no need to weigh the pros and cons, no need to consider too many factors, and they could even love to death. That was love, love that could make one throw oneself into a flame.

Not knowing much about the girl, he was a little curious. But now he could only focus on the boy. After a warm night, they woke up in the morning light. It seemed that everything was so natural, so beautiful, and so empty. It was not the first time for the girl, the boy knew it, and everyone knew it tacitly. It seemed that having someone love you was better than anything else, or maybe the boy had long known that some love was just a game. Just win the game level by level, and there was no need to reflect on other things. At an age that is already fragile, he cannot bear any responsibilities. Ideals and dreams are even more unrealistic. The only thing he can do now is to support himself, or support his woman.

He felt that he had a woman and he had to support her.

So after getting the fare from his parents, he quickly packed some simple clothes and daily necessities and took his beloved woman to the north. He felt that this was happiness, love, a love that would never leave him for the rest of his life, freedom, love, the distance, and the future.

He just watched these decisions being made and he couldn't do anything.

It seemed as if he could not tamper with his fate.

However, those nights when the flowers bloom in spring, enjoying the bright and beautiful days of spring is also the most beautiful thing. It seems that such things are inseparable from the publicity of youth. He is also trying to look at their love in a different way.

Is this love?

He asked himself this question again and again. Maybe this is love. It is the purest love. He felt.

However, he was originally going to follow him north, but he just couldn't get out. It seemed that there was something blocking him here. The god of love didn't give any instructions. He was a little confused. Was he going to see the love between the two old people? He couldn't help but be a little speechless.

Bored, he had no choice but to sit in the boy's room and lie on his bed. Looking at the ceiling, at that moment, he felt that he was that boy, as if he saw the loneliness and struggle in his heart. If it was him, what would he do?

The fate of life is strange?

Then, his memories began to roll, and he fell into his own memories. When he was a teenager, he also liked a girl, but they were not together. He always felt that he was clean. In addition, at that time, mobile phones were not well developed and information was not available. Therefore, he always felt that such things were very dirty, and he never felt that it was happiness or happiness that could be expressed in words. Through other people's love, it seemed that he understood love all of a sudden. Is this love? He asked himself more than a hundred times.

He loved a girl and wrote many love letters to her, but they all ended in failure.

He once thought that writing love letters to that girl was love, and love at that time seemed to be free of sex. As long as they held hands, hugged, and kissed, it was love. Maybe looking back now, it would be embarrassing, but at that time it seemed that love was like that. The fusion of one person and another was very sacred at that time, he thought.

He loved a girl, but she rejected his love letter.