Human ladder

The police restarted the investigation of the Qixi Festival and found out the existence of Fu Huan.

As a result, the concept of new-type hallucinogen drugs and Soma finally jumped into the sight of the police. They thought that the "sea market" that had been wiped out and ceased to exist came back from the dead, clutching everyone's throats.

Diao Qianwei's turmoil has not stopped, and a public opinion turmoil has been set off on the Internet, and there is everything on the Internet.

Wen Yan had no chance to see these.

When Lu Congqi found Wen Yan, he found him alone in an inconspicuous corner of the barbecue stall drinking wine.

Half a bottle is gone.

He stepped forward and snatched the bottle away without saying a word, and took a deep breath.

Lu Congqi knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and he also watched the live broadcast on the Internet.

So when Wen Yan stood in the phone booth and called him, Lu Congqi was already mentally prepared.

But when he saw Wen Yan who was drinking so recklessly, and saw that he was wearing only a coat and hospital gown on such a cold day, his heart ached, and he said softly, "Don't drink."

Wen Yan cast a glance at Lu Congqi, and waved him to leave as if he thought he was an eyesore.

Wen Yan sees double images of everything now, so he hasn't realized who the person is, only to see that his eyes are red, and his tongue is out of the way to get out of the way.

Lu Congqi held the half bottle of liquor and did not let go.

Only then did he squint at him patiently, saw that it was Lu Congqi who was coming, and finally found a way to vent. In front of the spectators, he pinched Lu Congqi's chin and asked, "Do you want me drink?"

Lu Congqi nodded.

Wen Yan approached and said: "Then you drink."

He got closer and closer, breathing heavily: "Don't you know how to drink? Who are you pretending to be good for?"

Holding the wine bottle, Lu Congqi looked at Wen Yan like a snarky spirit. He stared into his eyes and found that it was pitch black and bottomless.

Lu Congqi's heart sank, and without a word, he raised his head to the mouth of the bottle and poured it down.

There is no such way to drink baijiu, not to mention that Lu Congqi drinks it in a hurry, and baijiu is spicy.

But after a while, his stomach resisted and made him retch, and the wine he drank was spit out again, but the mouth of the bottle did not leave his mouth, coming and going, even breathing was difficult, and he almost choked his life.

Wen Yan snatched the bottle and fell to the ground, staggered a few steps unsteadily, pointed at Lu Congqi who was coughing violently and cursed: "Trash! Hahaha! Trash!!!"

He didn't know where to find a sense of balance in Lu Congqi, and for a moment he felt that the gap between the two was like clouds and mud.

As a result, his distorted thoughts swelled, as if Wen Yan insulted Lu Congqi, he snatched a pack of cigarettes from a passerby and threw them into Lu Congqi's arms.

"Don't you still smoke?"

"Smack it—smash it right in front of me!"

"Who have you pretended to be for all these years?!"

He was clearly angry, but he suppressed his anger, grabbed Lu Congqi by the collar and dragged him towards him, gritted his teeth, with vicious intent, but the words he said were extremely ambiguous.

"I heard that those little brothers outside are so handsome smoking cigarettes...they look ecstasy... tsk."

Lu Congqi heard the numbness in his ears, and Wen Yan's hand holding the lighter was on the side of his head numbly. He lowered his head and took out a cigarette with his mouth, and breathed out the smoke with his eyes lowered.

His hands were flushed from the cold, his bony fingers held a cigarette between his bony fingers, and his eyes were drooping. He was charming and cold.

The lighter made his face smudged with a warm color.

Wen Yan thought about intimacy, but suddenly thought of Lu Congqi who was wearing a white down jacket and standing under the candlelight.

The candlelight was limited, and one ball could only reach Lu Congqi's chin.

He was smiling, kind and gentle standing on the podium.

His bony fingers picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and started writing on the blackboard.

It's the same downcast.

Wen Yan felt as if his hand was hot, and hurriedly threw away the lighter. He was half sober, watching Lu Congqi take a few steps back, with a panicked expression.

Rather than insulting and torturing Lu Congqi, it is better to say that he is torturing him. Wen Yan wanted to drag this person to beat him, to utter bad words, to question him angrily... It can be heard that Yan really faced Lu Congqi Sometimes, he would only look at him with a hurt expression, his usual eloquence and straightening of his hands were of no use to Lu Congqi.

Wen Yan found sadly now that he was in a hurry, wanted to smash things, wanted to throw things, but Lu Congqi was the only one who couldn't do it.

Lu Congqi had never drank alcohol before, and he drank heavily in winter. Now that the alcohol was on his face, his face was flushed and his steps were staggering. He stretched out his hand, trying to get close to Wen Yan like someone to rely on.

Wen Yan turned his body sideways, avoiding Lu Congqi indifferently.

Lu Congqi was at a loss for a moment at first, like a doll who didn't know he was being rejected, looking at Kong Kong's hands, he tilted his head, looked at Wen Yan, with an innocent and blank expression.

Lu Congqi stood firm and took two steps closer to him.

Wen Yan was terrified, and avoided like a snake: "Enough! Get out—"

He didn't dare to look at Lu Congqi's expression, he was too sexual.

Lu Congqi was so yelled at that he didn't dare to step forward, his eyes were already blurred, and when he realized that he couldn't stand still, he squatted down and muttered something in a low voice.

Wen Yan approached him, squatted down, looked deeply and thoughtfully: "Lu Congqi, did you know it from the beginning?"

"I know I was wrong... sorry..."

Wen Yan squeezed Lu Congqi's shoulder hard, forcing Lu Congqi to look up at him: "Does Diao Qianwei have anything to do with you?!"

Lu Congqi grabbed Wen Yan's hand, and begged with relentlessness: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Wen Yan couldn't bear it anymore, seeing that this was not a place to talk, he hired a car.He helped Lu Congqi back to his home, and threw him on the bed.

There was no one at home, so Sun Zhong was called to talk.

Wen Yan didn't turn on the light, and looked at Lu Congqi lying on the bed in the dark.

Not long after, there was a subdued sobbing sound in the darkness.

Wen Yan looked at Lu Congqi, and asked gently: "Lu Congqi, what are you thinking?"

Lu Congqi opened his eyes, and his eyes crashed into a darkness, and there were two hot flames scorching his eyes in the darkness, he suddenly choked up and said: "Wen Yan, don't... like me. "

Wen Yan was startled, he lay on Lu Congqi's body, his chest heaved violently, as if some unstoppable beast was about to break out of its cage and escape.

He only felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, numb from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or anger.

Wen Yan smiled briefly, and refused: "You know that I like you so much, so tell me not to like you... Lu Congqi, it's easy to say."

Lu Congqi didn't seem to hear Wen Yan's almost hoarse questioning, he repeated his last sentence: "Wen Yan, can you stop liking me?"

Wen Yan felt that his chest was ripped open alive, and poured out the hot and surging love and the feelings that the young man had suppressed for so many years.

There is also the anger and chill of being tricked after knowing the truth, and his limbs are not flexible due to alternating cold and hot.

These things turned into an anger that almost swallowed his sanity, and he felt that he was so wronged that he wanted to strangle this person to death.

you always knew why you played dumb

Do I look like an idiot?

However, Wen Yan just sneered suddenly, and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Why did you go early? Huh?"

He tolerated the beast in his chest breaking out of its cage——Wen Yan leaned over and rubbed his head against Lu Congqi's heaving chest, lightly rubbed his skin with the tips of his teeth through the fabric, feeling the warmth in the cool air conditioner. Hot and comfortable heat.

Lu Congqi almost struggled with all his strength, maybe who was drunk, Lu Congqi, who was softened by alcohol, couldn't beat Wen Yan, who had been drinking all year round.

Lu Congqi was almost terrified at that moment, realizing what Wen Yan was going to do, he almost yelled, "Wen Yan! You...what are you going to do!"

Wen Yan didn't know whether he was out of breath or too stimulated, he super-ego smiled at Lu Congqi, and said coldly: "Shhh~ this is at my house, don't cry out even if it hurts later."

"...Go away... hiss—"

It was an extremely ambiguous sound in the air, Lu Congqi's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the weight of Wen Yan lying on his body crushed all his rationality in an instant.

The faint light of the air conditioner indicator light, the sound of two people breathing together because they were too close together, the rustling sound of clothes falling and knitted fabrics rubbing against each other...

Lu Congqi raised his neck impatiently and swallowed the low hum with difficulty.

He suddenly understood why Wen Yan had a mentality of drinking alcohol whenever he encountered anything, and understood the abnormal behavior of those soaked in alcohol.

Everyone in this world is desperately restraining himself, and Wen Yan is desperately restraining himself from being different from others.

He is also released at this moment, what is he restraining

Lu Congqi began to struggle desperately.

At least not like this.

It wasn't that Wen Yan vented his anger in this way with hatred.

Lu Congqi cried and struggled under Wen Yan's body, enduring Wen Yan's almost tyrannical stroking | "Wen Yan..."

But nothing could stop him.

Wen Yan bit his neck, almost wanting to swallow Lu Congqi: "You knew it from the beginning, didn't you?!"

"..."

Lu Congqi trembled and dared not answer.

Wen Yan shoots directly|straight in, the painful Lu Congqi trembles in Wen Yan's arms.

"It was you who crawled onto my bed with red eyes, I like you," Wen Yan raised his chin at him, squinting at him. "What's wrong with me falling for you? Who do you show your grievances to?"

Probably out of breath, Lu Congqi didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, he grabbed Wen Yan's collar so hard that he almost strangled Wen Yan to death.

Wen Yan sucked in a slow breath, watching Lu Congqi's face that was close at hand enlarged infinitely.Lu Congqi groaned and sprayed on his face because of his shortness of breath, reminding him of the breath that fell all over his body.

Lu Congqi probably wasn't used to being so anxious, for a moment he just clenched his fists and grabbed Wen Yan's collar, not knowing what his next move should be, and in the end he just clenched his fingers turning white.

And Wen Yan suddenly closed his eyes at this moment, held his breath, and acted detached as if he accepted his fate and resigned himself to slaughter.

At that moment, Lu Congqi suddenly panicked for almost no reason. The distance between the two of them was so close, and he could clearly feel Wen Yan's unsteady heartbeat, which made him let go of his hand immediately.

"You..." Lu Congqi shook Wen Yan's body, screaming in a trembling voice as if stuck: "You hit me...you scold me..."

Just don't do this to me.

Don't kiss me with hatred...

Wen Yan choked a few times with difficulty breathing, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him.

"Very wronged?" Wen Yan seemed determined to fight him to the end, and he didn't know how much resentment and sincerity he said: "I was the one who contributed, why are you still wronged? Really Why don't you fuck me again?"

"Lu Congqi, are you disgusting? Why are you pretending?"

"What? Your father killed my father, and my son is going to destroy me now, right?"

Lu Congqi's whole body was ruined badly, Wen Yan's attack was too ruthless, he was already bleeding, making his legs tremble, Wen Yan dragged him off the bed, and leaned against the wall naked|naked.

"No...it's not like that...I never thought of destroying you, I helped you...!"

Do not you remember?You say you can't control yourself, so I'll let someone watch you.

You said that you are afraid of blood, but you can't help but want to kill, the psychiatrist, and psychological hints will guide you.

You also said that you like me... so, like me so much.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's my fault... I just want to call him Dad for a few more years... I just haven't had time to get acquainted with him yet."

Wen Yan couldn't stop listening and interrupted directly: "So you know that I'm following the Haishi route to investigate him, and you have followed me closely these past few years, looking for someone to watch me, thinking that if I mess around like this It's actually pretty good to go down...isn't it?"

Lu Congqi's face turned pale, and he nodded.

"Doctor Bai is my man. I made him keep suggesting to you, hypnosis, blood, massacre, the price of violence, making you afraid of sharp knives, afraid of blood... How? You stole your father's penis, but don't Dare to take it out..."

Wen Yan: "Why?"

Lu Congqi's eyes darkened, and his voice sank: "Because you are distorted, your growth is crooked... I framed the frame of right and wrong on you, and instilled in you the normal morality, values, and sense of justice of the world, you see ...you have finally grown into what your father, your mother and I hoped to be."

"It's just a naughty, willful and rebellious young man. But Wen Yan, you are too smart. If you don't take the Roman road, you don't take the sunny road. Isn't it good to be a normal person? Meet the things you should have at the age you should be , career, love, friendship, family, you will be sad because of a broken relationship, and you will be depressed because of a setback in your career, so, isn’t it good?”

"Why do you care about these disgusting things?"

"Why are you wading in this muddy water?"

That's a huge temptation.

During that time, Wen Yan wished more than anyone else that he could be like a normal person and not have to wade into this muddy water or become a puddle of mud.

Wen Yan's throat tightened, and he rolled up and down under Lu Congqi's intense gaze.

Then Lu Congqi fell silent, staring at Wen Yan motionlessly.

With threats and a resentment he couldn't even describe.

Wen Yan licked his gums, and asked viciously: "So my dad deserves to die? You want to call him dad for a few years... Lu Congqi, have you ever thought about me?"

"Why are you trying to make me fall in love with you?"

Lu Congqi opened his mouth, then closed his eyes in resignation.

He heard Wen Yan slam the door and leave.

But he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at that figure from behind.

Lu Congqi leaned against the wall and finally cried bitterly in the darkness.