Rebirth of the Double-faced Superstar

Ye Guizhou's cold and magnetic singing voice reverberated in the room like a bend of clear flowing water.

The two men clinked their glasses lightly, and drank half of the blood-red wine in one gulp.

Luo Xi took the cups from Fu Xindong's hand, put them on the dining table, and turned off the light in the living room.

In the hazy and dim room, there is only a little light from the starlight coming in from the window, and a dark red spot on the CD player that keeps flashing.

Fu Xindong walked slowly to the center of the living room, kicked off the slippers on his feet, and stood there barefoot, waiting for another man to approach him.

The boy's bright black eyes seemed to merge with the dim night, hazy and mysterious.When he saw the man kick off his shoe, he followed suit.

His smooth feet stepped on the floor, soundlessly, as if looking for comfort, he walked step by step towards the man who seemed to be filled with warmth and justice.

As soon as he approached him, the man's strong arms had already stretched out, embracing him, taking advantage of the momentum, the boy's bare feet stepped on the back of the man's instep.

At this moment, you are like my river, and I am the boat on your river, you go, I go, you stay, I stay.

Ye Guizhou whispered in his ear like a dream:

Lover, can you never say goodbye;

Lover, will you always remember my face;

Lover, no matter how the years destroy our face;

Please, remember the day when I embraced you;

Lover, can you never say goodbye;

Lover, can you tell me how far forever is;

Lover, even if tomorrow we will be far away from each other;

Please, remember the eternal moment between me and you.

Lover, I will never say goodbye to you...

The song pierced the eardrums of the two men, and the aftertaste of the red wine fainted on their clean faces. They stepped on their feet and slowly swayed and moved in the dark room, like tacit dancers in the singing, Also like a spirit lost in the dark night.

"Uncle, do you want to smoke one?"

Luoxi's voice in the dark is like a cup of brewed tea.

"Ah."

Fu Xindong leaned his head on the boy's neck, rubbing it again and again.

The two of them approached the table slowly, Fu Xindong stopped, Luo Xi's feet were still on top of him, he reached for the cigarette case on the table, and pulled out a cigarette.

Instead of handing the cigarette to Fu Xindong, he put it in his mouth, pressed the lighter, and lit it.

There was a little more flickering red in the room.

He took a deep breath, held the cigarette in his hand, and raised his face.

The man seemed to have read his mind long ago, his face was slowly pressed down, his bearded lips were slightly opened, completely wrapping the boy's lips inside.

The snow-white smoke instantly filled the lips and teeth of the two, slipping from one's throat into the other's heart.

They ended up smoking on the bed in the bedroom.

The bodies of the two men stared at each other under the warm quilt, as if there was a gentle hand in their eyes, soothing each other's lonely and lonely soul.

In the living room, Ye Guizhou's voice was still faintly looping.

Luo Xi raised her head from Fu Xindong's chest, her blurred eyes fell on the man's half-closed eyes.

"Uncle, is his song nice?"

"It sounds good, but it's not as good as your crying and screaming..."

"Damn, old rascal... But to be honest, Uncle, from the day Ye Guizhou became popular in the entertainment circle, I started to pay attention to him involuntarily, because... we are really similar."

He seemed to sigh silently, "It's just that his life is something I can't have and imagine, so I seem to be imitating him unconsciously, and I can even imitate him to the extent that the real one... But I know in my heart , I will never be him"

Fu Xindong turned his face, and continued to lick his lips on the protuberance of his chest. He found that he had become accustomed to certain movements of this boy on his body without knowing it.

"Baby, of course you are not him, you are you, what you have, he will never have, such as... the way you smile, and my love for you are things he will never have .”

"Uncle... tell me, you love me, no, you don't need to say it... use your body... tell me!"

He murmured in a low voice, and slowly sat up straight. At that moment, he was like the legendary and holy Avalokitesvara of the South China Sea, sitting on a lotus platform, extremely merciful.

At night, under Fu Xindong's thunderous attack, Luo Xi, who had completely lost her strength, fell asleep in his arms.

Fu Xindong smoked his after-event cigarette contentedly, and gently stroked the boy's soft and thick black hair with his hands.

Luo Xi in his arms suddenly moved, his body seemed to be shaking constantly, Fu Xindong frowned subconsciously, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

The boy made a humming sound, and Fu Xindong looked down carefully. In the quiet and dense night, the handsome boy shed two lines of tears in his sleep.

"Mom... Mom... Where are you... I miss you so much, Mom..."

Luo Xi's face began to slowly turn into a sad look, the corners of her mouth twitched, she muttered, and kept calling her mother in her dream.

Fu Xindong felt his heart suddenly tugged. This Luo Xi, with tears in his eyes, curled up tightly in his arms, like a baby who lost his mother shortly after birth. Helpless, so alone.

The corners of his mouth were unconsciously pursed downwards, and his body began to writhe on the bed with increasing movements, and slowly, he kicked himself as if he couldn't control himself.

At this moment, it seemed that he was really indistinguishable from the man in the suburban villa.

Fu Xindong let his hands and feet wave on his body, still hugged his face tightly, slowly put his lips on his lips, and licked the corners of his mouth that were already a little dry.

"Hey...Luo Xiaoxi, uncle is here, uncle is here, it's all right, nothing..."

The boy seemed to understand his words slowly in his sleep, and lowered his waving hands little by little, landed on his body, and then hugged his slender waist tightly.

They cuddled tightly like this, from midnight to dawn.

************

Lin Fan looked at the moon in the sky, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and he had already smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, it seemed...it was time to quit.

But in that empty room, the handsome man who was getting thinner and thinner hadn't slept yet, and I, for some reason, was really reluctant to leave here when he was awake.

No matter how weird and shocking that man with complicated emotions looks, there is one thing that Lin Fan can't deny.This man, from beginning to end, was so handsome that it made people's heart beat, and his eyes were so shining that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

Even if he was crying and roaring alone in the room like a mad patient, even tearing up his clothes and cutting his hair, he was always so clean and handsome, so noble as always.

He is like a male version of Venus without arms, mutilated, but still possessing an amazing beauty that he doesn't know.

Lin Fan found that he seemed to be sick.

Heart disease, and very serious.

It seems that I have no way not to come here every day, even if there is a storm outside the window, or there is heavy smog.

He held out his car keys, but planned to take one last look at the man in the room before opening the door.

His hand stopped in mid-air.

The lamp in the room was half bright and half bright, shining on the face of the man beside the bed, the light and shadow were uneven, making his face more sharp-edged and extremely handsome.

The man is slowly taking off his clothes.

Coats, T-shirts, trousers...

Lin Fan felt his heart beating faster, and he seemed to be able to hear that exciting and powerful voice in the silent mountain forest.

Ye Guizhou actually stood up, and casually walked to the window, his gaze was straight, as if he was looking at himself in the forest.

His hand was rubbing his chest strangely, starting from the two dark red bumps, and slowly descending.

Depend on!

Lin Fan felt that there was a part of his body that was undergoing the same changes as Ye Guizhou.

His last thought was, "Damn, I really want to sleep with him!"

After a heavy blow to the back of the head, Lin Fan fell heavily into the grass in front of him.

"Ambush!" This was the first reaction in Lin Fan's mind when he struggled to open his eyes.He struggled hard for a while, but finally passed out in the silent mountain forest.

When he woke up, he didn't know how long it had passed.

He didn't let his body with his hands and feet bound make obvious movements, but slowly looked at his location from the corner of his eyes.

Snow-white walls that have just been repainted, a small bedside table next to the bed, white window screens, and a dark mountain range outside the window.

This... is Ye Guizhou's bedroom!

Lin Fan's eyes widened suddenly.

*********

In the early morning, Fu Xindong's phone rang.

It's Lin Fan's call.

"I can't fall asleep because of the morning wood? Why is it so early!"

Fu Xindong growled angrily towards the opposite side, the madness of last night made him feel the indescribable physical fatigue now.

"...Officer, I'm Ye Guizhou."

When Fu Xindong's car drove to the familiar villa, he straightened his collar lightly, and glanced at the window with white gauze curtains.

A middle-aged man in ordinary clothes opened the door and greeted him.

From the man's powerful steps and arm swing, Fu Xindong knew that this was a well-trained private bodyguard.

Looking at the structure and direction of the room, the bodyguard took him to the bedroom with white curtains.

The bodyguard did not knock on the door, but pushed the door open very lightly, and then made a silent gesture to Fu Xindong.

Fu Xindong froze for a moment, then walked in slowly.

There is only one huge bed in the empty room.

The ropes tied to Lin Fan's feet had been untied, only one hand was still handcuffed to the bed rail, and the other hand was gently stroking a young man's black hair.

The young man closed his clothes and fell asleep in his arms, with a rare calm and serene expression on his face.