Forbidden color

The fish slid down the oiled pan, making a "sizzling" sound of frying. Si Tian practiced with the small yellow croaker many times, and finally he was able to boil it once for Si Lin to drink.He turned his head, looked across the living room, and fell on the tall figure against the light in front of the study window, feeling in a daze that there was not much difference between the present and the past.

They still live in the same house, and they can still touch each other when they stretch out, but he has changed from a white and tender meat ball to a refreshing young man, and he is still the brother's Tian Tian alone, and he can still be hugged by one In front of him, most of the time he is still obedient and well-behaved, even worse, he can cook soup and rice for hygiene.

And Si Lin is still his omnipotent elder brother, spoiled, favored, indifferent to right and wrong, like Doraemon in human form, who can satisfy all his willful, shameless, and unconstrained demands.

Except for that one time, the night when Sirin and Yan Qing separated.

The extinct volcano in Si Tian's heart finally withered and reappeared in spring. The hot emotion even defeated the medicine, making him feel the vibrating vitality in his heart for a long time, urging him to quickly escape this boring section of Western history.

He cooked a table of dishes and served wine. It was like a celebration. Although Si Lin was not in a high mood, looking at his puppy-like expression, he still showed a light smile, rubbed his round cheeks, and kissed him. She held him tightly in her arms and asked him why he wanted to skip class.

"I'm afraid of you, committing suicide." Si Tian whispered, the wind in the early summer night was still slightly cool, he huddled in his brother's arms greedily, shivering slightly from his scorching body temperature.

There was a chuckle from above his head, Si Lin hugged him tighter, reached for the glass, and drank the high-strength whiskey inside in one gulp.

The wine was outrageously expensive, it was given by a customer before his parents were alive, the liquid was clear yellow, and the taste was mellow, in addition to the strong alcohol smell, there was also a sweet citrus aroma, Si Tian looked up and watched his brother tremble when he swallowed the wine His Adam's apple, as if his heart was being touched by his thick black eyelashes, he said as if possessed, "I want to..."

The taste of the wine is very wonderful, not spicy, but strong enough, he just sipped it one mouthful at a time, the alcohol relaxed his will, and he didn't know how passionate and longing he was looking at Si Lin Rin's face.

His handsome sharp, incomparable older brother.

After losing his lover, Sirin is finally his own again.

He casually pinched the wine glass with his slender fingers with well-defined knuckles, absently took a sip for Si Tian, ​​and then drank the rest of the wine in the glass.

He raised his head and gulped it down. Si Tian could see his long neck and sharp jawline from below. He couldn't help but lift up, wanting to touch his close yet unreachable love, making a groan Called softly: "Brother..."

Si Lin stared thoughtfully at the deserted moonlight outside the window, her eyes were deep and cold, and she turned her eyes back only when she heard Si Tian's voice.

Perhaps it was the confusion of alcohol, but Si Tian actually felt that the way he looked at her was so gentle and affectionate.

He never sees himself that way, and he hasn't even seen himself in a long time.

How much he wished that Sirin could always look at him like this, only looking at him alone.

He stared at Si Lin obsessively, his eyes were sore, he used the alcohol to express the love he dared not express with his eyes openly, but Si Lin stared at his slightly parted rosy lips, which still had wet liquid on them, his eyes Dazed, the smile also faded.

He seemed to resist the desire to say something, but finally turned his eyes away and continued to drink.

They drank a lot, and the expensive bottle of whiskey almost ran out. In the end, both of them probably lost consciousness, and Si Tian was still straddling Si Lin, begging for a drink in a low voice.

Si Lin's eyes were deep, he was holding the wine glass, but he didn't want to drink it, and even moved away a little bit teasingly when he got close, Si Tian lay in his arms and licked his lips, flirting with Si Lin. He opened his mouth and let out a kitten-like cry: "Ah..."

The wine tasted like his brother, he stuck out his tongue and licked the place where Si Lin drank.

Sirin didn't

The wine was fed to his mouth, but he stretched out his finger, and touched his lips lightly, like stroking a delicate flower petal.

He kept looking at himself, eyes like a fire beneath the ice.

Then there were only fragmentary images left in his mind, the wine floating with ice cubes, Sirin's slender fingers and his eyes that were constantly enlarged like a deep pool, and he finally tasted the last bit of whiskey.

Someone came over with a sip of wine in his mouth, and Si Tian greedily sucked the wine in the other's mouth, it was scorching hot, chaotic, and extremely sweet.

【If I have a hundred cherries, I will give you fifty of them...】

But Si Lin didn't make it to the end. On the second day, he only found that the tender inner thighs were rubbed red, and he walked a little crookedly, and there was embarrassing hot liquid sprayed between the legs, but this was not the last. bad.

The worst thing is Sirin's attitude.

Looking at Si Tian's expression, it was as terrifying as watching drugs.

He didn't fall in love with Si Tian because of this transgressive affair, but he seemed to realize some terrible truth.

When Si Tian leaned over to say good morning in a daze as usual, he pushed him to the other side of the bed.

Not only did he not get Si Lin's love, but he even lost his previous love.

The oil splashed out, Si Tian was burned, and his thoughts were drawn back to the kitchen.

They have been in this state for nearly a month, Si Lin didn't want to touch him at all, and even looked away quickly when they looked at each other, they pretended nothing happened, and neither of them mentioned what happened that night, but When he was coquettish and wanted to be kissed and hugged like before, Si Lin would no longer give him any intimate response, he would coldly push him aside and let him "go", "what to do", "don't Nonsense", for fear that he would push his nose on his face and ask him for love again.

Si Tian had never been rejected directly like this before, his eyes turned red, and he stepped aside in a daze, Si Lin didn't come to hug him, and there was nowhere to put his feet.

He couldn't bear Si Lin's coldness in nature, even if Si Lin would use the gentlest strength to hold him in his palm, it still didn't prevent him from killing the frog on the dissecting table without hesitation, his gentleness was completely It's just out of love for my brother.

If this is the result, he would rather not have that kiss.

He would rather retreat back to the far side of everything, it doesn't matter if Si Lin doesn't love him, as long as he occupies the short period of time when he has no lover, that's enough.

But it's obvious... It's obviously Si Lin who kissed him first, so why does it seem like he did everything wrong?

He rubbed his eyes to wipe away the tears.

It's wrong to be wrong, he can't understand the current situation, as long as Si Lin forgives him, he can be at his mercy.