brother's lover

I don't know how long he walked, but Yan Yi still felt like he was walking on an ice field under the dazzling sunlight shining on his skin.Every time I walk a distance, I can't help shivering.After getting on the tram, the abundant air-conditioning in the empty tram compartment at noon froze him almost to death.Finally got to the station and got off in a hurry.

Holding on to the hot sun-burning stair railing and walking up to the second floor, he raised his head and saw a familiar figure in front of him.Yan Yi was startled, staring at the man leaning against his door and smoking a cigarette leisurely.The man watched him come back, turned his head, and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

The gauze on his hands had been removed, revealing scabbed scars.Yanyi walked slowly towards the door, the man stood up straight, "I'm here to get something."

"What?" Yan Yi looked at him weakly.

Nojima raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I thought he was a boring person, but he is also very scheming."

Hikoichi wrinkled his face in confusion.

"Newspaper." Nojima scratched his scalp and smiled impatiently, "At my house, take the newspaper away."

"I didn't take Mr. Nojima's newspaper." Although I don't know what kind of newspaper made Nojima so nervous, looking at his face made Yanyi feel more gloomy.

Nojima sighed and raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Well, it's not a big deal at all. Sorry to bother you."

Watching Nojima go downstairs, Hikoichi opened the door weakly, and collapsed on the floor.The nearby tram rumbled by every few minutes, making Yanyi's already restless mood even more restless.I sat up and looked through the books I needed to read for the exam, but found Koichi's diary.The diary, whose paper is deformed, is full of records of those absurd days before Akira's life.I don't know what kind of self-defeating mood Brother Huangyi is writing these words.That kind of faint despair can be felt even today.

I flipped through the diary again, and stopped at the page where Kaoru Nojima was written.Staring at the page blankly for a long time, Yan Yi frowned, and stuffed the diary into the drawer again.Reach for the books in the bag.Along with the book came out a crumpled old newspaper.Yan Yi raised his eyebrows and picked up the newspaper.It was really an old newspaper, and Yan Yi, who was usually insensitive to news, couldn't remember when he put such an old newspaper in his bag.

Could it be that this newspaper was what Nojima ran over to look for just now?

Yan Yi frowned and thought hard, remembering that time at Nojima's house to take care of him who was sick.Because there was an interesting Sudoku topic in the newspaper, when I went to the bookstore, I wanted to pass the time on the tram, so I took it out.

What's so special about such an old newspaper?Could it be that Nojima is also interested in doing Sudoku?

Yan Yi took the newspaper and flipped it back and forth, seeing that the publication date was a certain day in February, he was startled.I opened the newspaper and turned to the advertisement section, and I saw an obituary surrounded by a thick black line in the corner of the advertisement.

On February 201, 2#, Mr. Koichi Saiyuanji passed away at the age of 9...

Yan Yi stared at this column for a long time in silence, then suddenly laughed.

The way to Nojima's house is very familiar, and I know how to get there without taking a tram.I wasn't sure if Nojima would be at home, but if he wasn't there, I decided to wait until he was there. It took nearly an hour and I didn't think it was too hard.A few days ago, I felt that I would never come again.

"Here we come!" Nojima's voice came from the room after knocking on the door.Hikoichi let go of his tensed shoulders and waited for the door to open.

Seeing Yanyi standing outside the door, Nojima frowned and leaned against the door frame with an unwelcoming face, "What?"

"Is this the newspaper you're looking for?" Yan shook the old newspaper in his hand and looked at him jokingly.

Nojima's delicate but dull eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to grab it.Yan hid his hands behind his back, stretched out his head and glanced into the room, "Would you like me to come in and sit down?"

Nojima let the door open with his lips pressed together, and Hikoichi took off his shoes at the entrance and walked into the room.Help him tidy up the room, but within a few days, it was messy again as if it had been ransacked.

Hikoichi looked back at Nojima who took out the cigarette case, and sat down in front of the table.Nojima lit a cigarette, sat with it in his mouth, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Didn't you say that Brother Huang is just a bed partner? Why do you pretend to be so affectionate?"

Nojima indifferently let Hikoichi sarcasm without saying anything.

"Keep the obituary of his death, wear the same earrings as him, and didn't go to work on the day of the Hundred Days Festival. Mr. Nojima's performance is not what he said..."

Yuu Nojima exhaled smoke rings.

"Or, in fact, brother Huangyi's death makes you feel a little bit guilty. Only by acting affectionate can you live a little easier?"

Nojima frowned, his eyes fell on Yan Yi's face coldly.

Yanyi chuckled, "It's probably like this. Things like feelings are like a burden. Everything Mr. Nojima does is a transaction for the purpose of money. If it is beyond the scope of money, it is not worth it." Yes. Speaking of which, my father's point of view is unexpectedly in tune."

"Oh?" Nojima, who had been silent for a long time, let out a disdainful voice, looked at Yanyi who was not quite the same as usual, and said lazily, "You mean, does the president of Xiyuan Temple have the willingness to raise a male lover? If Please feel free to recommend.”

"Slap!" The slap was clear and loud, Yan Yi looked at Nojima angrily, and murmured, "Brother Huang Yi, who died alone, is really pitiful..."

Nojima covered his face and looked at Hikoichi whose face was flushed red, and sneered.Mingming smiled so vilely and shamelessly, yet so sexy.

"That's right..." Yan paused, exhaled quietly, and stared meanly at Kaoru Nojima's sexy and addictive face, "Mr. Nojima is very picky about the donor, but if you have enough money, you must Shouldn't have refused."

"Yes, Master Yanyi, do you want to try?" Nojima showed a cynical expression.

Yanyi took out a check with a considerable amount from his wallet, which was the living expenses that Mrs. Reiko gave him some time ago.

"Is it enough?" Yan Yi showed the check in front of Nojima.

Nojima looked at the amount on the check, stubbed out his cigarette, "Enough."

"Take it!" Hiko threw the check into Nojima's face.Nojima reached out to pick up the check, Yanyi stepped on the check on the ground, picked up Nojima's collar, pushed him down on the bed, and tore his clothes clumsily and jerky with his slender hands.The broken buttons hit the floor, and Hikoichi angrily tore Nojima's black shirt, even though he couldn't untie it completely.

"It's far worse than Koichi, let me teach you." Nojima sneered and turned over to hold Yanichi.Before Yan Yi could react, fingers that did not belong to him touched his skin through his clothes, he gasped, and his breath was blocked in his mouth before he could spit it out.Intensive and rough kisses raged, sweeping everything wildly like a sudden typhoon.