He Ji and Le Xian

He Ji froze for a moment, then laughed silently.

He thought of Le Xian when he was young, and it seemed to be the same way. He would treat him as a rare treasure when he would give him small bits and pieces from time to time, holding them in his hands all the time. When the little boy wanted to snatch it, he howled loudly, the voice was so loud that the sound could be heard two miles away.

At that time, Lexian was only up to his knees, and He Ji often carried him on his neck to ride a big horse. Whenever this time, the child would grab one side of his hair and shout in that soft, soft, milky voice. Said "Drive! Drive! Da Ma run!" Sometimes He Ji would hug him and hold him high, and at this time Le Xian would giggle and dance happily.

Obviously, it was an insignificant past that I had long forgotten, but for some reason, I suddenly recalled this moment clearly.He Ji looked at Le Xian on the bed, he was no longer the little kid who stumbled and staggered back then, the little guy who hung on his lap every day, in the blink of an eye, he had grown into someone who could stand side by side with him appearance.

He Ji thought, life is really miraculous.

He withdrew his hand to cover Le Xian with the quilt, straightened up slightly, and looked at the boy carefully.Le Xian was wearing a white cotton t-shirt today, with a pair of sky blue panties underneath. He fell asleep on his side. From He Ji's angle, he could see the round buttocks wrapped in the panties.He Ji didn't have any excessive evil thoughts, but he just thought that this kid looked good everywhere, and his butt looked fleshy, and he seemed to feel good in the hand.Under the blue fabric that day, there were two straight and slender legs. Le Xian's skin was already fair, and the moonlight from outside the window came in again, spreading on his skin, which looked moist and delicate, like a piece of texture Excellent white porcelain.

This is still a young man's body, slender, slender, with a kind of youthful allure, people can't help but be attracted to him.He Jing calmed down and forced himself to look away. He has strong self-control and will not be easily dominated by desires and thoughts. He quickly dispelled the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and gently covered Le Xian with a quilt. Leave lightly.

As soon as he walked outside the door, he suddenly remembered that the top of the key was sharper, so Le Xian slept holding it like this. What if he accidentally pricked himself when he turned over?Thinking of this, he turned back to the house, stretched out two fingers to pinch the exposed part of the key, and tried to pull it out of Le Xian's hand.Who would have thought that this child was quite strong, and he was holding it so tightly that He Ji couldn't pull it out no matter what.He stretched out his other hand, and gently squeezed Le Xian's fingers, cooperating with the movement of extracting the key.After breaking it twice, Le Xian frowned. He Ji thought he had woken him up, but Le Xian did not wake up. It was talking in a dream.

He Ji was amused, put his ear close to his mouth, trying to hear clearly, but saw Le Xian suddenly stretched out his free hand, and waved it towards the air, and he was able to catch up with him, that slap happened to be It landed on He Ji's face, the force was not heavy, but he was a little caught off guard, which made He Ji stunned for two seconds.

Just as he was in a daze, he saw Le Xian waving his hand again, and He Ji hurriedly got up to hide, and when he got up, Le Xian's slap that might have landed on his head and face slapped his little brother aggressively.

This slap was different from the one on the face. Although the slap on the face sounded crisp, it was not very lethal.This slap was different, it slapped He Ji's little brother head and face.He Jiye has the habit of sleeping naked. This time, in order to come to see Lexian, he specially wore a pair of shorts. The thin layer of shorts can neither save life nor defend against enemies. Block Le Xian's straight slap.Although this slap didn't hurt and didn't last long, the tactile sensation was particularly distinct, as if Le Xian was holding his little brother and giving him a slap.But the point is, He Ji didn't want someone to masturbate for him, especially since this is a young man who has just grown up. According to the age difference between him and Le Xian, let alone Le Xian called him brother, he just called him uncle. Nothing wrong.

Whose nephew masturbates to his uncle?No such reason!

He Ji felt his little brother dangling in his crotch a few times, then raised his head slightly, he turned and left expressionlessly, thinking, what the hell is going on!

He went back to the house, took off his shorts, looked down, sighed, went into the bathroom, took a cold shower, wiped his body clean, and gave himself a mental construction of "this is a trivial accident", after that He put this matter behind him and fell into a deep sleep.

Le Xian didn't sleep very well tonight, he had a dream, a dream of a long, long time ago.

That day he and his mother went to He Ji's house to visit, and He Ji's mother went shopping with his mother, leaving him and He Ji to play at home.He Ji was about to take the college entrance examination at that time, and he was under a lot of academic pressure. He was busy reading and had no time to pay attention to him.The adults played cartoons for Le Xian, but he didn't want to play alone, so he had to cling to He Ji, pulling his trousers for a while, and climbing up his lap for a while, dangling around his neck.He Ji became dizzy when doing the questions, and the child blocked his sight of reading from time to time, so he got angry and scolded Le Xian a few words.

Le Xian had never been heard so loudly by He Ji, and he was so wronged that he wrinkled his face and looked at He Ji with tears in his eyes.He Ji was still rubbing fire in his heart, feeling that this child has been spoiled too much, no one is afraid, and he doesn't take the adults' words seriously, someone should treat him, so he continued to do his homework with a cold face, I don't care.

How can a child be angry for a long time?Just a little coaxing, and it will be fine in the blink of an eye.However, He Ji was also upset and didn't have time to talk to him, so he just left him there dryly, so Le Xian's grievances became thicker and thicker, and gradually developed into a monstrous wave, sweeping across covered his whole body.He became angry and ran out angrily. He Ji thought he had gone to the living room to play, but he didn't care. Le Xian moved a small stool to the door, stepped on the stool and opened the door without making a sound. He ran out loudly, played with the children's version of Runaways.

He Ji solved the exercise that made him think hard for a long time, and he felt very happy, and then thought of Le Xian's pitiful little face, and regretted it in his heart, thinking, what's the matter with a brat?Thinking of this, he walked out of the bedroom, intending to coax Le Xian with nice words.

Seeing that Le Xian was not in the living room, he went to the kitchen balcony and the other two bedrooms to look for someone. He couldn't find it when he searched left and right, but when he turned to the entrance, he saw that the door was open and there was a person standing next to him. Plastic stools, only to realize that the child ran out in a fit of anger.

Le Xian ran all the way with his little arms and legs, and felt that he had traveled thousands of miles. Looking around, he found that he had just arrived at the small flower bed downstairs of He Ji's house.He sat on the bench by the flower bed and was lucky, thinking that I would hide away and never see that big villain again, but his eyes couldn't help but look downstairs at He Ji's house, wanting to see him Did you catch up.

Just at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of "swiping, swishing" above his head, which seemed to be a heavy object rubbing against the dense branches of the trees, followed by a loud bang.Le Xian followed the prestige and saw a human body lying on the ground five or six meters away from him. His hands and feet had been broken and twisted weirdly. Blood gurgled from the back of his head, quickly staining a large area of ​​cement red. land.

Although Le Xian was young, he probably understood that this was a dead person.The man's eyes fell almost out of their sockets, and his lifeless eyes were facing Le Xian's direction, like a ghost seeking his life.

Le Xian was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't move. He froze for a while and struggled tremblingly to climb down from the bench.Because his hands and feet were weak, he fell down with a bang, his jaw hit the concrete floor, and his skin broke instantly.When he raised his eyes, Pingping happened to meet the man's hideous face, and he almost screamed in fright.

At this moment, a pair of dry and warm hands covered his eyes, and a voice came from above his head, "Don't look." Then he was picked up by the waist and pressed into a generous embrace, and He Ji rang in his ears, which was deep and pleasant. the sound of:

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

Le Xian buried his head in He Ji's chest, and was led away from the flower bed by him. He heard him tell the security guard that someone jumped off the building over there and called 120, and then he took him home.After returning to He Ji's house, Le Xian began to cry belatedly. He lay in He Ji's arms, slapping He Ji's face carelessly with cold little hands.

When Le Xian woke up, his genius was dim, he remembered the scene in his dream, and felt a little sorry for the young man who committed suicide.Although it was a pity, it was indeed a terrifying experience for him when he was young, but because of He Ji's timely appearance, this memory became not scary at all.

If there is anything particularly strange, it is probably that the sound and feel of his slapping He Ji are a bit too realistic. In the dimness, he felt as if he heard a crisp sound.