Brilliant thorn

Xiao Jue fumbled to find a blouse to put on his body, pulled the latch and pushed the door to go out. The sky bent and a crescent moon hung on the branches, scrawling a handful of clear light on the world.

He turned his head and looked behind him, his voice was still hoarse and sexy just after Huan Ai.

"Brother Yu, have another drink with me."

After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the roof, like a fairy who descended to the earth to steal fish and then went away to his heart's content.

Putting on his outer shirt, Fu Shaoyu came to sit beside Xiao Jue, passed the wine jug over, watched Xiao Jue pour a big mouthful of wine with his head up, half of the thin blouse was soaked, and said: "You have something on your mind. .”

Xiao Jue ignored it, took another sip, and turned his head to look at it, his brows still frowned, "This wine tastes very weak, it's really boring."

Fu Shaoyu leaned forward and took the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip, and said with a smile: "There is no good wine in the world as strong as yours."

Xiao Jue also laughed.

The two kissed in the moonlight for a while, and Xiao Jue suddenly said, "I'm actually from the Yan family."

Fu Shaoyu raised his brows, and said "um", without any emotional fluctuations.

Xiao Jue propped his head on one hand and looked at him, "It feels like you're not surprised at all."

Fu Shaoyu met his gaze and said: "Last time you said two drunken words when you were drunk, I vaguely guessed it."

"Ah," Xiao Jue nodded with a long tail, with a somewhat lazy tone, "Then do you also guess why I poisoned Yan Xinghan?"

Fu Shaoyu indeed guessed about the same, but he wanted to satisfy Xiao Jue's desire to confide, so he hooked one of his fingers and said, "I don't know, just tell me."

Xiao Jue then told him the trivial things about his childhood.

The memory has become very blurred, and the emotion is not as resentful as imagined when he told it. He seems to be telling another person's story, but he tries to make the protagonist as pitiful and innocent as possible, so that Fu Shaoyu will not Treat him as a rotten person like Feng Yan.

"The Yan family was very wealthy back then, and my mother and I were kicked out. No one in the city dared to help us. It was freezing and snowy, and I almost froze to death. In order to make a living, my mother wanted to sell me, but when they saw that my eyes were strange, Everyone regards me as a monster, even a place like Goulan refuses to accept me."

Xiao Jue had a faint smile on his face, which made Fu Shaoyu feel anxious.

He imagined all kinds of misfortunes in Xiao Jue's childhood, but he never imagined that it would be like this.

Just because of a pair of naturally heterochromatic eyes, so many prejudices were born, even the mother who should understand and love him the most, stood indifferently to the opposite of him.

No wonder Xiao Jue felt so much distrust and uneasiness towards life.

Fu Shaoyu grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and stroked his back gently, as if coaxing a child.

Xiao Jue's thigh moved slightly uncomfortably, he bit his chin and whispered: "It's all rubbing against you."

Fu Shaoyu simply dragged the person onto himself, let him sit on his lap, and said: "Then I have to catch them all, so that the fat and water don't flow into other people's fields."

Xiao Jue giggled.

Fu Shaoyu kissed his blushing cheek, and said in a deep voice: "I will never teach you to get hurt again in the future, I want you to be safe and happy for the rest of your life."

In the fine moonlight, the man's eyes were so deep and determined that Xiao Jue's hair felt astringent and tense when he saw it.

"Is it really going to be forever? You won't dislike me, this body?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fu Shaoyu blocked his mouth, "A lifetime is a lifetime."

Warm lips moved down little by little, and kissed Xiao Jue's chest, with the thin blouse half-hanging in the crook of his arm, Xiao Jue tightly pulled Fu Shaoyu's hair, looked up at the deep night sky with slightly drunken eyes.

The stars are dotted and the crescent moon is curved. He wants to have sex with the person he loves the most.

Xiao Jue tore off the loose red headband, covered Fu Shaoyu's eyes, and tied a knot behind his head.

He supported Fu Shaoyu's shoulder with one hand, propped his other hand back on his slightly bent knee, and sat down a bit arrogantly after aligning.

The body seemed to be torn into two halves, the pain was heart-piercing, but it was also extremely painful.

Fu Shaoyu held his waist to help him stabilize his body, his upper body leaned back slightly, leaning on the blue tiles of the roof, enjoying and cooperating indulgently in the darkness.

Not knowing the time of day, not distinguishing between morning and evening, the two of them wished they could die in this ecstasy night.

They hugged each other and went to sleep, but when Fu Shaoyu woke up, his arms were empty.

He tore off the headband that covered his eyes, and looked around, but there was no sign of Xiao Jue.

Going down the roof, his waist and back were sore from the tiles. Thinking of what happened last night, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. After all, it was their first experience in human affairs, and the two of them were a little impatient.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The tables and chairs in the tavern were messy, and no one was there.

He vaguely felt something was wrong.

After running out of the door, he searched around but failed, so he urgently called Jueying, "Where are the others?"

Jueying was taken aback for a moment, unable to answer.

Last night when he heard ambiguous movements in the tavern, he blushed and ran away, not daring to approach him all night, how could he know when Xiao Jue disappeared and where he went.