lifetime

"I want to die, will you accompany me?"

What a shame, there are so many strange diseases in this product.

"I'll accompany you."

In fact, there are many kinds of answers, or there are many kinds of solutions, but when facing him, he is also facing himself. From the time he can remember, he wants to die every day. He is very tired when he is alive. How about it, anyway, it's all done, clean and tidy.

There is still some light coming out of the dark curtains. The two men are hiding under the bed. Their bodies that are a little closer become warmer because of a sentence, but they still can’t get close. I remember the analogy very well. Two hedgehogs want to keep each other warm. The method is that the harder you work, the more you will be bruised all over your body. The other method is to first break off the sharp thorns that protect yourself, leaving only a little soft fur, and then slowly get close to each other. It can only prove that he is still a living person.

In fact, it's better to suffer the last time completely, at least to be able to remember that life is also very precious.

"Oh, a giant in language, but a dwarf in action."

Bian Mu held the burnt cigarette butt in his hand, and mocked him.

The man bent down and put his hands on his sides, his whole body formed a circle to enclose him in his arms, sighing secretly, he was still a child.

"I mean what I say. You can be there whenever you want."

As long as you say it, I will do it, that's all right.

Bian Mu slowly bent his legs, Fang Qing's heart suddenly began to agitate, his eyebrows and eyes were raised, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of autumn rain, which made people feel desolate.

"You old man, don't pretend to be ignorant and self-righteous, you'd better go obediently and light the fire in the stove."

Because his voice had just smoked, there was a slight smoky smell, which made Shao Kou back subconsciously, and then heard what he said clearly, what is it called, a dog biting Lu Dongbin, does not know a good heart?

"I don't want to compare who is worse with you, but at least you have a lot, and you can find a balance with each other, don't you know? Doctor, is this level?"

It’s impossible for you to own everything, good and bad, you should take some of it, otherwise, once you’re born, you’ll pat your butt and leave when you’ve had enough sweetness, and the bitterness left behind will be shared with others, why bother? Zai.

"Besides, what exactly are you dissatisfied with? Is it because you spent too much money? Don't worry about it. Just give it to me. Advance 100 years' salary in advance. If you want cash, let's sit here and check it out, okay?"

Losing tricks, I have plenty, and I am still a little expert at solving problems.

In fact, he privately thinks that it is idle, just like farming. When the sky is fine, he is afraid of drought, and the sky is cloudy, and he is afraid of waterlogging. He will frown and worry when he sits on his kang. What's the use of it? It's over, you are Avalokitesvara, you can talk about willow branches pouring down rain, obviously you can't, so don't think about it and it's over.

"Why don't you put on a costume to sing, you're crazy."

Calling you two hundred and five is flattery, whoever gets mad with you.

Shao Kou took advantage of the opportunity and sat down beside him, his voice was deafening, "Hahaha, you are so cute."

Shit, you're fucking cute.

Bian Mu really wanted to violently stuff the cigarette butt in his hand into his mouth, but the fact is that he could only throw it on his face, or at his neck, and he was not wearing a tight-fitting one, so he just kept going along the collar The bones reached the lower abdomen, and because the legs were curled up, it barely stopped.

"Get out."

He has to pay attention to his self-cultivation, he must maintain his demeanor that he is a doctoral student, and swearing is just a potato moving.

It was only when he stood up that he had the momentum, his legs were slightly numb, and he condescended to attack the old man's generous back.

The man who was still sitting on the ground glanced at the vacant space on the side, and his hands trembled slightly. He still doesn't know that he will regret it in the future. He regrets that he didn't choose to stop every moment when he could stop the game. For the first time, he could give up, when he realized that this man was still a patient with a mental illness.

As it always does, you won't be given answers upfront, so there's no medicine for regret.

"It's over, the camellia noodles are lumpy, I even added an extra spoonful of sugar, come on, try this, I'm sure it will make you delicious, I want to swallow my tongue."

Shao Kou put his feet on the ground, squatted up, brought him a piece of fried golden sausage, quickly handed it to his mouth, and wrapped his other hand around his waist, slightly closing the distance.

"Come on, open your mouth."

In fact, Bian Mu was not very angry, it was just a sudden wave of emotions that came and went quickly, seeing that he didn't get out as obediently as usual, and was facing him anyway, he was a little surprised, so he couldn't help going Looking at his eyes, sure enough, he is still so attractive, wanting to explore and explore again, until he licks the deepest honey.

The sky outside was suddenly blown by a strong wind, covered with dark clouds, and the grass that had just sprouted on the ground began to sway from side to side, and suddenly there was no light in the bedroom. Bright, brighter and brighter, like an aurora, just want to run, be a brave follower.

His lips are a bit dry, and he may not have had a few sips of water today. The taste of sausage drips from the tip of his nose to the base of his tongue, and his taste buds are reflecting his saliva. The taste buds have tasted the sweetness first, and they automatically accept the feeding and manipulation of the man opposite.

Shao Kou's mental activities are not so much, but I still think he is very cute, really, I really like this kind of clean and clear life, the way he gnaws things one bite at a time, it's really cute.

Outside the window, there was a violent storm, but inside the window, there was a rare and unexpected beauty. The slightly taller man let go of the hand holding a little sausage, and the other hand was still pressing hard on his waist, and his back collapsed slightly. , two faces were getting closer infinitely, one was tanned, the other was clear and white, with a rough voice, he said, "I've touched this area before, it's mine."

The heat is rising, and he can move obviously, but Bian Mu seems to have turned off the switch, completely out of order, staring at him and lowering his head, and then biting towards the little bit of sausage that was still in his mouth, his lips His is still dry, the folds can be clearly seen, and he squeezed his tongue deliberately before he closed his teeth to pick it up. At this time, the details were exaggerated, and he could feel the old man's sloppiness. , He caught it in his mouth and didn't bite it off directly, but even gently pulled it off, trying to snatch the thing out of his mouth, how is this possible?It's too full to imagine.

In the tug-of-war between two men, one clenched his teeth and did not relax, the other was overbearing and not gentle. The sausage between their mouths suffered a crime. Who did it offend? Anyway, it was destined to be eaten, why not just relax and watch the excitement , Let's see which one is stronger in technology.

Shao Kou stretched out his free hand behind his back, but before he could move, he felt that the long rope on his trouser waist was being grabbed by the man in front of him, and he was strangling hard, his eyes also disappeared from the mist Coming out has become an inevitable determination.

You are a fat old man who is about to get cholecystitis, you dare to grab meat from my mouth, you must be tired of it.

The other is, my hands are dirty, don't eat it and then have diarrhea, no, I must not let you eat it in your stomach.

The beliefs of the two men are different, so the results are different. No one noticed that the aura between the two men is so intertwined and fascinating.

Facing the approaching man, Shao Kou could only take the initiative to give in, who made him a disadvantaged person, he was the real little ancestor of the rich and wealthy.

He bit it off, didn't chew, just swallowed it, let go of his hands, let him stand still, then picked up the plate, put it on the computer desk, and said nicely, "You eat, I'll go down and make you coffee .”

After speaking, without waiting for his reaction, he strode out.

He rushed down the stairs, looked back at the quiet upstairs, locked the bathroom door, covered his mouth and lay on the toilet, his eyes were red, and he vomited continuously.

As for Bian Mu upstairs, it wasn't until the person left that he felt that what he did just now was a bit stupid, what the hell is it?How can I let him eat sausages after this?Also, why did that old man press his waist, why did he drip, afraid that he would run away?

"You two idiots." Cursing secretly, he took a few steps forward and opened the curtains. The windows were already soaked with raindrops, which became more and more cheerful, and it rained again. However, he was very happy, probably because of the The sausage is really delicious sake.

It's better to change clothes and go down and continue playing fool games with that old man. Anyway, they have formed an alliance into a family that can die together on any day.

He casually plucked his wet hair and went downstairs, calling him, "Dryer, come quickly, and give you a tip."

"I charge a lot, in units of thousands."

Shao Kou was grinding coffee beans in the kitchen wearing an apron, when he heard him shout, he turned his head and answered.

This guy is just a habitual problem, there is a hair dryer in his bathroom, and he has to come down with a mist on his head, sighing, who makes people have a big territory, but they have the ability to walk around as they please.

"You might as well apply for a patent, Bianmu super hair blower, the unit will give you a promotion of tens of thousands."

I am very angry.

And the man who was walking over let out a sigh in his heart, he was indeed a good-for-nothing grandfather, he supported his shoulder with one hand, and held the hair dryer with the other hand, and dried his hair first, "Your hair is a bit long. "

Speaking of which, Bian Mu's first satisfaction with him is blowing hair, and the second is cooking. This kind of warming feeling is too sour and violent. His back is facing him, but there is a A heart, face to face, also to him.

"Well, I don't want to cut it."

He hates people touching his hair the most. He used to have long hair for a long time. When his father found out, he twisted it and got it shaved, which left a serious wound in his heart.

"Mine has grown too, someday we will go to the hair salon together?"

Get your hair cut and make a date...

"Don't go."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: Guest, I am No. 001 who washes your hair.

Bianmu: I believe in your profession, let's start.

Shao Kou: Don't worry, I can handle it with one hand.

Bian Mu closed his eyes and lay down on the chair. His fingers were a little rough, and they were unexpectedly comfortable and stimulating when rubbing, and the speed of floating up and down gradually accelerated, eh?What the hell is this?Why do piles of pleasure pile up, I feel the urge to urinate, want, want, fast, heavy, important, grinding...

Shao Kou looked at the spring breeze on his face, the rope of his trousers was stretched slightly loose, and asked him in a hoarse voice: Are you comfortable?

Bian Mu pulled his head out to look at him in a sinking state, saw the situation below, and asked angrily: What are you doing?

Shao Kou twitched his mouth evilly, taking it for granted: wash your hair, guest.

Bianmu: Damn it, which hair did you wash?