On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

The cicadas were screaming, and Ye Luo was paralyzed on the hot and humid ground, panting heavily. His clothes had already been completely soaked by the sudden surge of sweat, and they clung to his body, forming an unbearable slippery feeling.

But he has no time to take care of it.

The line of sight is like a lens that is constantly focusing, flickering on and off, before the shadow hurriedly fled, it seemed that it dropped something in a panic.

Ye Luo closed his eyes, and had no extra strength and energy to hear.

pain.

His originally fine and slim clothes became wrinkled, and his usual docile chestnut temples drooped in a mess. Matching with his once blood-colored lips that were gradually graying, he looked embarrassed from the bottom of his bones.

Even during that dark, muddled past, he had never been so embarrassed. Ye Luo was still thinking about it when his veins were protruding from the pain.

It's so embarrassing, now that I can finally hold that guy's palm, it's like this.

The pupils gradually collapsed, he couldn't even breathe heavily, and a large drop of sweat dutifully rolled down on his puffy eyelids.

It seemed to prevent him from taking another look at this world that was originally thought to be beautiful, but in fact it was still decadent.

Tired, sleepy, sleepy, all the cells in Ye Luo's body were clamoring.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly slipped into his mind, and Ye Luo trembled a few times, and finally bent his fingers stubbornly, as if trying to grab something that wasn't here.

His face rubbed hard against the small stones on the ground, and he may have been scratched, but the pain has subsided at this moment, and the good thing is that he is more awake because of it.

Between the blurred vision, Ye Luo raised his head with all his strength and looked up. The extremely turbulent water flow that seemed to sweep everything was just a background board at the moment, and his vision was all intercepted by the phone with the broken screen.

Looking at the spider web-like screen, Ye Luo trembled his fingers unwillingly, as if he wanted to move his body over and hold it tightly.

It's a pity that at this time, the brain is rumbling, and the alarm is sounding, and they are about to strike collectively. How can they have the strength to move a body that weighs more than a thousand catties.

His vision flickered, as if he couldn't even breathe, it became weaker and weaker, and Ye Luo gradually felt layer after layer of despair.

It wasn't because he was left behind, nor was it because he was in this remote place, but when he thought of the anxious look of the man looking around in a daze, Ye Luo felt his senses recover and he was stabbed sharply.

You must not see it.

Opening her mouth forcefully, Ye Luo's blood-colored lips, which are usually provocative, have already turned gray, and she can't even make a breath sound in her throat, so she can only scream in her body.

But in fact, except for the sound of running water and the sound of cicadas that are real, it is as peaceful as if nothing happened here.

Ye Luo even wanted to climb into the river, and the sinking bottom disappeared. At least it could leave a thought for the man, but it was a pity that he had no strength left.

Thinking of him, Ye Luo curled up with the last strength, trembling all over, like a little beast that was wandering in the wasteland and couldn't even whimper.

It was hot and dreary, and everything seemed to evaporate, even the little solitary mass on the ground.

I ran away first, so don't come after me.

Ye Luo wailed silently before sinking into the endless chaotic darkness.

-

Ye Luo gasped heavily and woke up from the bed.

There is a soft mattress under his body, and the bangs on his forehead are scattered after being wet with sweat. The whole figure is like a fish short of water, his eyes are out of focus and he is breathing heavily.

It took him a while to recover, and he realized that his body was covered in cold sweat, and he was moving uncomfortably. An arm suddenly grabbed Ye Luo, confining Ye Luo forcefully.

As if suddenly changing from a suspended state to a stable heel on the ground, with the warmth penetrating into every part of the body, Ye Luo held his breath and turned his head to look under the moonlight.

The man who hugged him tightly was pursing his lips and frowning, his face showed a heavy sense of fatigue, but when matched with his soft lines, it didn't look cold and hard.

On the contrary, there is a kind of gentleness with a hint of helplessness.

Ye Luo didn't blink his eyes, he squeezed closer, his breathing intertwined with the soothing rhythm of the other party, the anxiety and panic when he woke up just now, all dissipated the moment he met his eyebrows.

Not even a shadow was left.

He didn't want to disturb him, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. On the surface, Ye Luo took advantage of the hazy night to wander around the other person's face wantonly, but many thoughts appeared in his mind in a mess.

He had never had heart palpitations in his dreams, let alone that obviously false scene where he had never had a similar experience.

Never-before-visited riverbanks, and never-before-seen life-and-death moments.

The only thing that is real is probably the back view of the person fleeing in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Ye Luo's throat tightened, and the fear he hadn't tasted for a long time rose again.

For a moment, he seemed to be dragged back to that dark and familiar small room, the pain in his wrists seemed insignificant, what was terrible was that pair of dirty hands, and he pushed something directly under his nose...

The pain in his head exploded in an instant. In order to protect himself, Ye Luo forcibly cut off the memory, but the fear was already born, and his hands helplessly grabbed the air a few times, until he grabbed the man's skirt before tightening his fingers suddenly.

His finger bones turned white, and he dared not let go.

Even though he desperately tried to suppress it, the trembling of his body still became hard to ignore. His body was trembling, and even his whole hand was trembling.

Before he could let go, in the next second, Ye Luo was pressed tightly against his chest by the man's arms. For a moment, his breath was full of that man's breath.

Involuntarily, Ye Luo pressed his face against the beating heart and took a few breaths.

The scorching heat of the wide palm behind him patted gently through the thin pajamas. The man obviously just woke up and was still in a daze, so he buried his head in a series of kisses on Ye Luo's hair.

With a hoarse voice, she kept saying, "Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Blinking her eyes, Ye Luo tried her best to suppress the soreness that welled up in her eyes, and while stabbing herself a hypocritical sentence in her heart, she buried her face in her pajamas and rubbed it hard, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

After recovering, he raised his head with a smile: "I was frightened by having a nightmare, isn't it embarrassing?"

"Well, it's very poor, but it's my fault." Mu Chengan was frightened by the other party's heart when he just woke up, but at this moment he tried his best to force a smile, and said in a brisk tone, "Without my hugging, you will be afraid." Like this?"

Seeing that the opponent was holding on, Ye Luo didn't pierce it, but moved closer to his arms: "I almost died in my dream, not to mention the appearance of the hero, and you didn't even appear. I was so angry that I was shaking like a stage Like a sewing machine."

He originally wanted to make a harmless joke and relax the other party's stiff body.

Unexpectedly, when the other party heard the words, for some reason, his breath was disturbed, and Ye Luo screamed out in shock from his sudden increase in strength.

"Don't say such things in the future..." Mu Chengan gritted his teeth, his voice was hoarse, and it took him a while to stop trembling, "I'm afraid."

He was taken aback at first, but then recalled the weakness of his body that had been sleeping all year round, and Ye Luo stopped talking.

Compared with sad, distressed but more.

He put his head on his chest, rubbed it comfortingly, and promised in a low voice, "Okay."

After a long silence, the other party continued to pat his back with his hands, and said softly on the top of his head: "It won't happen in the future."

"Huh?" Ye Luo didn't react for a moment while closing his eyes to let go.

"I will never leave you behind." Mu Chengan's words were firm, like a promise, "No matter where you are."

"Okay." Ye Luo smiled, this kind of words sounded ironic, and then he tilted his head and asked, "Are you coming in your dream?"

Mu Chengan kissed lightly on the top of his head, and hugged him even tighter: "Well, come here."

Satisfied, Ye Luo raised her head and bit the man's chin hard.

Mu Chengan didn't move and let him bite, and made a "hiss" along the way.

Ye Luo withdrew after biting it, buried it back in his chest like an ostrich, and said in a muffled voice from his chest, "Just coax me."

"I don't want to fool you." Mu Chengan said with a smile, "Besides, I'm telling the truth."

The two got bored for a while, until finally, Ye Luo lightly touched each other's lips and yawned: "You slept so soundly before, are you still sleepy now?"

Mu Chengan pressed his head down, placed a kiss on his forehead, and returned the kiss: "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."

As he spoke, he rubbed the soft chestnut hair with his right hand, rubbed his chin on the top of his head, and the loss and frustration in his eyes were well concealed.

Ye Luo became more and more sleepy, and didn't notice all this. She said good night with a smile, wrapped her hands around the other party, and couldn't wait for a response, so she fell into a deep sleep.

"Good night." Mu Chengan said softly, feeling the gradually soothing breathing of the person in his arms, and sighed deeply from the bottom of his heart.

Before he had enough time to taste the sadness and uneasiness, he thought of the dream the other party had inadvertently mentioned, and his heart shuddered again, and he hurriedly and cautiously hugged the person in his arms tighter because of the pain.

You actually know it, right? Rubbing his lips lightly on the other's forehead, Mu Chengan thought with a tight voice.

It's just that I blame me so much that I don't want to think about it for a while.

Disturbed and terrified by these successive cramping pains, Mu Chengan wanted him to remember at one moment, and at the same time wished him to forget forever.

But it's not up to me to decide. I feel that it's ridiculous to be entangled in my heart. Mu Chengan had the idea of ​​getting out of bed and smoking a cigarette to calm down, but he didn't move.

Lowering his head, he looked at the soft eyebrows and eyes of the man in his arms, and felt that he couldn't get enough of his peaceful appearance of sleeping and not caring about the world, so he was afraid that he would miss a second.

After staring at it for a long time, he finally didn't get out of bed, but bent over, wrapping the other person's entire body in his encirclement.

Blocking the wind that was sneaking in through the gaps in the windows behind him, Mu Chengan stared warmly at his mind and let his mind go blank, suffering from insomnia for a long time.

Finally, when the white light first appeared in the sky, he reluctantly fell asleep.

I hope to have a chance to talk to you again when I wake up, he thought before falling asleep.

-

When Ye Luo opened his eyes in this room for the first time, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, he remained silent for a long time.

About ten seconds later, he pulled off the strange-smelling quilt and covered his face together.

Closing his eyes in the dark, he paused for 2 minutes, and after confirming again and again that there was nothing but the deafening heartbeat, Ye Luo bravely pulled back the quilt.

As soon as he exposed a pair of eyes, the strange chandelier came into sight again with a dim body. Ye Luo stared at each other for a long time, and had to admit that he was not dazzled.

So, suddenly, he pulled the quilt over his head again, and it became a bulging ball inside the quilt.

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