Flames

"I'm just playing with you, what's the matter?" Leng Dasha lay across the square table in the living room, blocking the way to the bedroom, crossed his arms and raised his chin at the other party, "I have always disliked you since I was a child, and you are not have no idea!"

Ignoring coldly, he just pushed aside the other person's body, went into his own room, found a clean short sleeve to put on, and wiped the cuffs to his shoulders.

"What? You little gay, don't you agree?" Leng Dasha didn't give up, and continued to chase, propping the door frame and pulling out a magazine from his back waist, shaking it in front of Leng Lie, "Tsk tsk... see you read it all day These things are disgusting."

On the cover of the magazine is a naked｜man, who is raising his arm to cover half of his face, and is holding his hand in a ring on his chest. His muscles are firm and glowing with an oily and healthy luster. The ambiguous light hits his blurred eyes, and his body is the most private. The part is covered by the name of the magazine - "OUT".

This was left by the foreign homosexual who came to the studio to record last time. Leng Lie was curious and took it back to read. There are many beautiful men on it who are not willing to throw them away, so they are randomly stuffed in the bookcase. I don’t know how they were found by Dasha. .

Leng Lie approached Leng Dasha, quickly pulled back the magazine and threw it by the window, rushed up and grabbed Dasha's neck with one hand, and touched the other's trouser pocket with the other, and quickly took out the magazine from Dasha's right trouser pocket. A square hard piece.That was Leng Lie's own ID card.

"Go away!" Leng Dasha reversed Leng Lie's ruthlessness, and staggered forward, "Who are you touching?"

"Hmph," smiled wryly, and put the ID card back into his pocket, only to realize that the magazine was thrown out of the window just because of the sudden drop.

"Doesn't it feel good to be fucked by someone?" Leng Dasha refused to leave angrily, ready to continue making fun of Leng Lie.

Looking around the house coldly, this home where he has lived for two or three years is still somewhat emotional, but when he suddenly thinks of leaving, he doesn't feel reluctant at all.

He picked up the guitar bag standing in the corner, gave Leng Dasha a middle finger, and said lightly: "You want to know what it's like, so you can just ask someone to fuck you once? It stands to reason that you are clear and you can still make money." A little extra money to help my mother subsidize the family."

After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the house without looking back, kicked open the anti-theft door that had been in disrepair for a long time and was always jammed, stepped on the little light cast by the voice-activated lamp that had been shaken brightly, and ran downstairs go.

Downstairs, in the dilapidated and honest residential area, the lighting is just a decoration.Standing under the beam of light reflected from the corridor was a person who was scrutinizing the magazine that Leng Lie had just dropped.

The man was tall, in baggy jeans and a graffiti T-shirt, with pomaded hair pomaded.

Leng Leng approached the man involuntarily, took back the magazine from the other man's hand, flicked the ashes under his arm, and walked towards the gate of the community without saying anything.

"Hey..." The man behind him followed quickly, the silver chain on his trousers jingled, and he had a playful smile, "It's me, it's me!"

Leng Lie looked back again, he knew this person, he had seen him in the hotel two hours ago.I thought it was the recording studio who arranged to meet the singer to deliver the sample draft, but I didn't expect that I was careless and stupid, and was actually calculated to be a "duck" for others.

The person in front of him is the one who recruited the "duck", the guy who pulled the person into the bathroom as soon as he entered the door, and gave him a handful of money.

"I'm sorry!" The person behind caught up, keeping a step away, with guilt in his voice, "This is the first time I've called that kind of service."

Leng Lie walked out of the community and stepped on the curb at the door, adjusted his breathing, remembered that he kicked that person in the crotch when he ran away in a panic because he didn't know it in the hotel before, and he was not angry at the moment, so he said lightly: "I didn't do that."

"Yes, yes, yes, I know, I know," the man's voice relaxed a little, with an embarrassed smile, and said, "I felt it when you kicked my foot before."

"Hmph," Leng Lie smiled helplessly, raised his hand to hail a taxi, and a taxi with an "Empty Car" on it ostentatiously drove past without stopping.He just glanced at the man and asked, "Is your thing okay?"

In my impression, when I was a child, I always looked cold and cold. It's pretty good if I don't roll my eyes or squeeze my fists to beat people. I have never talked to him.Suo Yan, who was behind him, was agitated, and instead of reporting the situation of "that thing", he said directly, "You have a really nice voice. Would you like to get to know each other? My name is Suo Yan."

Cold: "..."

In the evening of summer, the heat gradually dissipated. On the street with dim street lights, the two men stood together silently. After 3 minutes, they both felt a little embarrassed.

"Where are you going? I'll take you off?" Suo Yan was still immersed in the excitement of meeting the male god of his first love, and almost fell asleep. After recovering from the trance of his childhood fan, he turned and pointed to his car parked under the old tree. car.

Glancing sideways at the car coldly, he remained silent, he was a little uncomfortable being chased and approached.

"That," Suo Yan said hesitantly, wondering where the ruthlessness in front of Liu Jin had gone, and said with a smile, "Today is the first time I've called...a duck."

Leng Lie's shoulders relaxed slightly, he turned his head to the side and didn't know how to answer the words, and after a while he emphasized again: "I'm not!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Suo Yan smiled stupidly, "It's just a misunderstanding today. Today is actually my 19th birthday. My buddies said they gave me a gift, and I was waiting at the hotel. I didn't expect it to be you. ... I was really dumbfounded at the time, I gave you money because I was a fool, I thought I hadn't seen you for many years, you really did that kind of job. But then you kicked me and ran away, and I realized that this Something is wrong."

"Actually, we two know each other." Suo Yan took a small step towards Leng Lie, then scratched his hair and moved back, "The neighbors in Yangjiao Alley, have you forgotten?"

Horn alley?

Seeing another empty car approaching coldly, out of curiosity and wanting to hear what he had to say, he didn't reach out to stop the car.He had indeed lived in Yangjiao Hutong, and lived there until he was twelve or thirteen years old, but he had no impression of the people in front of him.It's not that he suspects that the other party is lying, because in that cold old alley, there are not many people who impress him.

"Oh, you forgot?" Suo Yan frowned, half clenched his fists under his nose, as if a little shy, "I even gave you flowers!"

Leng Lie really can't think of such a person, and it seems that there is no chance for others to send flowers, so he just shook his head slightly.

"It's okay, it's all happened when I was young, who can deliberately remember it. But," Suo Yan became nervous again, looking at another empty car coming from a distance, pointed at the cold Naked｜men's magazine in Lie's hand, he said quickly, "However, you are also gay, that's great!"

He waved coldly, the car stopped, but he was not in a hurry to get on. He approached Suo Yan first, put the magazine he was pinching in his hand under his arm, patted the other person on the shoulder, and responded to Suo Yangang's long list. The words were boring, and he said in a cold voice, "You kid is trying to make money now, right?"

This time it was Suo Yan's turn: "..."

Leng Lie picked up the guitar and got into the car. When the master started the car, he glanced at Suo Yan through the car window, and thought to himself——This guy is so badass!

Suo Yan still has a lot of things to say, such as——you won’t believe it, I’ve had a crush on you for many years, it’s fate to meet you again, I didn’t expect you to be gay too, that’s great, hurry up and be my boyfriend... …

But why should the other party believe these words!What's more, I wanted to "prostitute" him two hours ago.He stayed where he was, watching Leng Lie's taxi drive away, feeling sour and sweet for a while.

Sitting in the back row coldly, with his head raised and leaning against his back, he played lightly on the piano bag with his fingers.The car walked several intersections, and he still hadn't figured out where to go.

If his colleague Dawei hadn't mentioned the matter of leaving home two weeks ago, he probably would never have thought of leaving that homeless place for the rest of his life.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to living a life of foolishness, enduring his mother Song Xiaoai's complaints all day long and his twin brother Leng Dasha's cynicism about his sexuality.

He took out his ID card from his trouser pocket and glanced at it, then put it back with a wry smile, walking through the colorful night streets, in the city where he was born and raised, he didn't feel at ease at all.

Thinking of the person I met just now, I didn't even know the name, so I chased him from a long distance, it was obviously a misunderstanding made by Leng Dasha, and I even kicked the other person, but that person kept going My apologies.People are really different.

"Little brother, how do you turn around at the intersection ahead?" When meeting a passenger who didn't know where he was going, the driver took it for a ride, and the car drove steadily, not in a hurry.

Sighing coldly, he casually pointed in a direction.

When the car turned a corner, he pondered for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Dawei, the drummer in the recording studio: "Dawei, is it convenient for you tonight?"

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