don't talk about the past

If this home is still a home in the true sense, there is hope that it will be closed.How did he get the happiness? Shen Guang also understood that it was an acquiescence bought with blood and tears, and a tolerance won with persistence and perseverance.He couldn't just smash it, too easy, too unworthy, too disappointing.But the loneliness rises from the soles of the feet, lingering in the chest, oppressed and uncomfortable.

Mi Huaile couldn't remember the date of the accident.He didn't even know how he got on the bed, how he took off his clothes, and how he leaned into the lean chest of that man in a daze.He only remembered the heat, so hot that sweat kept falling, so hot that he licked his lips seeking a way to release, so hot that he waved desperately, anxious and heartburning.In this familiar ancestral house, everything is misty, soft, crazy, and hurried.In the end, he still came to this step, and his heart ached with pain.

The policemen who kicked open the door didn't say "the right to remain silent" like in foreign police movies, and instantly subdued them on the bed.Mi Huaile's hand was twisted and painful, and if he tried harder, it might break!The pain made him wake up instantly. When the cold shackles shining with silver light touched his skin, he shivered and saw the black camera at the door and the bright red and eye-catching logo of the Rule of Law Channel on the radio.Goosebumps appeared on his body, he looked up at Zhou Pujiang who was also subdued, and despair swept over him.

The policeman grabbed Mi Huaile by the shoulders and picked him up, dressed him indiscriminately, and escorted him outside.Mi Huaile's legs were shaking so badly that he couldn't stand still, so he had no choice but to 'nuggle' on the policeman's uncle.The big-armed policeman cursed in disgust: "Fuck! Don't have any fucking infectious disease!"

Mi Huaile, who was full of confusion, didn't pay attention to what the police said. Fear filled all his emotions. He shrugged his shoulders and begged tremblingly: "Pants, let me put them on."

"To shut up!"

It was freezing and snowy outside, and I don’t know who kindly offered alms: Let them put on their clothes!

([-]) Past

Mi Huaile, male, 29 years old, very good-looking, a top student in the Department of Computer Science at Q University, currently a software programmer for a game company, no political affiliation, marital status - this column is not easy to fill out, no children's status, probably not in the future have.It's a pity that there is no pet column in the form, otherwise that cheap Chinese pastoral dog named 'Agou' should be named.Spouse, this has to be said carefully.Mi Huaile's son is named Shen Guang.A gentle, honest, honest, loving, righteous and responsible man.

When they were in college, the two boys and girls flirted with each other without knowing what was going on, and when they were playing, they pretended to be real and fell in love.The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, the sky is old and the earth is old, how can I say how lingering.The mountains have no edges, and the heaven and the earth are united, so you dare to break up with the king, how affectionate you are.Taboo, they never care.Discrimination doesn't matter to them.Young, too much beauty and bravery need to be squandered, and there is not so much time to worry about other things.

The pure ones just held hands, kissed little mouths, and talked sour little love words in college.The eighteen bans were staged with real knives and real guns. Mi Huaile still remembered that it was the night after he came out to work for nearly half a year.I have a home, I finally have a place to belong!Thinking this way, Mi Huaile also handed over her role as a woman to Shen Guang.

During the date, Shen Guang told Mi Huaile that he bought a second-hand house with a loan.It is said to be second-hand, but it is actually an existing house bought by a Shanxi coal boss. The decoration has been done, and no one has lived in it yet.Shen Guang picked up the bargain, thanks to his working under the coal boss.As the saying goes, if you are close to the water, you get the moon first.

Two weeks later, Shen Guang got the key and immediately sent a message to Mi Huaile: Hand over the house today, and wait for the leader to check and accept it.

Before getting off work, Mi Huaile received a text message from Shen Guang, and stared at the black and white letters on the phone screen to taste the sweetness.He kept laughing foolishly, revealing a mouthful of fine porcelain white teeth, scaring the opposite colleague who wanted to slip away early.

The two have been in love for more than four years since they met, and they have done nothing except kiss Shen Guang.They are all men, Mi Huaile understands that Shen Guang did this to respect him, love him and respect him, and sincerely want to live with him.Mi Huaile appreciates Shen Guang's forbearance and firmness. Looking around, in today's impetuous society, is there any healthy and normal man who can do this?Not even Mi Huaile himself.Mi Huaile was lucky to meet Shen Guang, and he knew this better than anyone else.

'That's a celebration. I'll treat you to something delicious in the evening, and you decide the place. '

After the message was sent, Mi Huaile held the phone for a long time and couldn't calm down.Cheerful, excited, he had to create an unforgettable beginning for this future happiness.

'Go home and eat, all the food is bought, and I'll be in charge. '

'Home', Mi Huaile stared at the boldfaced words, feeling indescribably moved.This man is willing to give him a home.In the past long years, countless begging wishes, even regarded as extravagant dreams, finally someone is willing to help him fulfill them.

'Listen to you. '

Bringing a change of clothes, Mi Huaile explained to his colleagues in the staff dormitory, and rushed towards his love.

The two had a candlelight dinner, drank red wine and rolled onto the big bed.Shen Guang turned on the bedside lamp, saw Mi Huaile's shy eyes in mist, and made Mi Huaile dizzy.

"Are you happy?" Shen Guang asked.

"Yes." Mi Huaile replied.

"Is this okay for a lifetime?" Shen Guang asked again.

"Yes." Mi Huaile replied immediately.

Shen Guang looked at Mi Huaile, and blushed with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't make you regret it."

Mi Huaile couldn't 'hmm' anymore, he put his hands on Shen Guang's shoulders, caressing Shen Guang's broad arms back and forth, as cautious as admiring a beautiful jade, for fear of damaging the warmth: "Shen Guang, kiss me."

Mi Huaile sent the temptation to Shen Guang's mouth, Shen Guang's eyes wet with laughter, bowed his head and whispered in Mi Huaile's ear: "Mizi, I love you."

The moment his lips touched his lips, Shen Guang put a platinum ring on Mi Huaile, which was regarded as a lock.

If it continues like this, it should be forever.But there are always some accidents, willing to be a factor of turmoil, hovering around happiness, waiting for an opportunity to tear off the mask of dreams, and tell you what is real life.The so-called life is firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. There is no romance as imagined, nor is there the colorful beauty in the book.

The two would occasionally quarrel over trivial matters.Mi Huaile is powerful on the bright side, while Shen Guang is wise on the inside.I have to admit that Shen Guang is smart, he always knows when to stop, when to give in, when to admit his mistakes, when to add some dirty jokes, and transfer the momentary bad mood to the vigorous bed Go in motion.

"Stop! I have something to ask you!"

Hearing the sound of the keys, Mi Huaile hurriedly opened the door, but blocked Shen Guang at the door, flaunting his might with a toilet brush.

"It's a hot day, can you let me in first?"

Shen Guang came back from a business trip, covered in dust and sweat, and wished he could get into the bathroom to take a shower immediately.He turned sideways and wanted to squeeze into the room, Mi Huaile pointed at the universe, and the brush lay across Shen Guangdang's chest.

"No! Just say it here!"

Shen Guang looked at Mi Huaile helplessly: "Okay, let's talk!"

"I ran into Aunt Xie at the vegetable market today. He asked me about you and said he would introduce her daughter's friend to you." Mi Huaile raised his eyelids and crossed out the word "friend" for his daughter's friend. up!

"Shen Datou, you can do it! The beauty is not shallow! The little peach blossom is so strong that you can't stop it!"

Shen Guang hurriedly covered Mi Huaile's mouth: "Ancestor! Keep your voice down! The whole corridor can hear you! Maybe who is the undercover agent! Let's go into the room and say, okay?"

"No! I'm going to say it here!" Mi Huaile yelled, his eyes widened and his neck stretched.

Shen Guang twisted him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Which Aunt Xie?"

"Pretend, you pretend again! Neighborhood Committee, that wrinkled, grinning old lady who shows you courteousness every morning is as fine as a Goubuli bun!"

Shen Guang suppressed a smile.Mi Huaile's mouth is too poisonous!He pretended to be puzzled, and his shining eyes were filled with innocent water: "Master, you should tell the servant clearly, the servant really doesn't know! The four aunts of the neighborhood committee all regard me as their own. I changed the bucket of water for the water dispenser in their office for the first time. The four aunts all... Soup?"

Mi Huaile's eyes widened: "The dog's nose is quite good! Is it fragrant?"

Agou wagged his tail and said: My nose has always been sensitive.

As he spoke, Mi Huaile lowered his hand holding the brush, and the smell of toilet cleaner mixed with the aroma of the ingredients in the casserole, creating a farce of import and export.

Shen Guang suddenly put his ear on Mi Huaile's ear, and whispered: "Baby, I did smell it, but it's just a smell!"

Mi Huaile was shocked, and rushed to the kitchen without caring about the interrogation.Shen Guang quickly slipped into the house and closed the door.

"It's all you!" Mi Huaile filled the dry pot with hot water and boiled it again.

Swallowing, Shen Guang pointed at the crime scene with wide eyes and said, "This is okay?"

"Why not? Everything is bought with money, don't waste it, boil it for Agou to eat!" Gouzi wagged his tail and blinked his little triangle eyes innocently and watery: When will you give it to me?When will you give it to me?

Shen Guang was obviously relieved when he heard the words: "Daughter-in-law really knows how to manage the house, is diligent and thrifty, is a good wife and mother, kind-hearted, kind-hearted, has immeasurable merit, everyone loves you, and flowers bloom when you see them...I really love you to death!"

"Make it up, keep making it up! Free up all the four words you know. Don't think that flattering can cover up this matter! Tell me! What does Aunt Xie mean? You didn't tell her about you getting married?"

"I've said it many times, but she doesn't believe it. She said she's never met my wife. Wife, why don't you dress up as a woman one day and refresh their worldview?" Huai Le kissed her flushed cheeks.

Mi Huaile wiped the saliva off his face vigorously, and gave him a sharp eye: "Get out!" After cursing, he turned and went into the kitchen.

This is true.Mi Huaile thought: As the same sex, they cannot admit their union openly.Just like being a thief, guarding the loyalty to each other in a dark place, maintaining that fragile but strong love.They are in a difficult relationship, because they can only be maintained by love from beginning to end.It is only because of love that they are so persistent, and it is also because of love that they are so fragile.Mi Huaile felt a little sad, he turned his face away, suddenly, his nose was sour, and his eyelashes were already wet with tears.He raised his hand to erase it, but was pulled by a strong force and crashed into his hot chest.

The nose hurt so much, Mi Huaile murmured dissatisfiedly: "The nose was knocked down by you!" But there was a trill in the tone.

"Mizi, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I won't help the old ladies move the water tanks anymore, and I won't talk to them anymore. To them, I will stay away from them in the future. I promise not to provoke those right and wrong again. Don't be sad. , don’t cry! I’ll be messed up when you cry.” Shen Guang said, and went to wipe the tears on Mi Huaile’s face, Mi Huaile bit his lower lip and turned his head to the other side to prevent him from wiping, Shen Guang was in a hurry "I... I was wrong, Mizi, you... You hit me and scolded me to vent your anger, don't hold back, your heart is not good, you can't be sad." Seeing that Mi Huaile ignored him, he was even more anxious It's over, my mind is full of muddleheadedness, and I can't think of a coaxing trick, "I, I'm going to kneel on the washboard right now." After finishing speaking, I'm going to get the 'guy'.

Mi Huaile grabbed his collar, paused, unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, buried his face in the wheat-colored chest and sniffed hard.The smell of sweat and cologne mixed with it made his heart calm down and he gradually became intoxicated.

I don't know how long, I don't know how long this feeling can last.There is a time limit, every love has one.Maybe tomorrow, this body, this warm chest will not belong to him anymore.Thinking of this, the tears that had been stopped welled up again, like beads with a broken thread, slipping down one by one, rushing forward one after another.He raised his dim eyes, touched Shen Guang's face, and forced a smile: "Are you hungry? I'm going to buy some ready-to-eat food. You take a shower first."

How could Shen Guang let him out like this?Pulling him back into his arms, he held him tightly: "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, I just want you."

Some say the easiest way to prove love is to do it.So what is the way to maintain love?