My darkness through your life

By February of the next year, the classmates were talking about the upcoming Venice Carnival, and he could no longer bear the pain of lovesickness, so he decided to go to Venice to find Robert.

He took out the money that Robert had given him, counted, there were 32 sheets of 200000 lire, which was a huge sum of money for him, and he decided, go to Venice, book the same room that Robert had booked for him for summer vacation, and find him until the money until the flowers run out.

When he came to Venice, he was both familiar and unfamiliar. He didn't know where to find Robert, so he wandered aimlessly in the streets.

There are still two days left before the carnival, and there are more and more tourists. He turned around for a day without any gains. At night, lying on the big bed where he and Robert used to be up and down, he was endlessly empty and sad, Robert, are you here? where?

He suddenly remembered the Florian Cafe he met for the first time, and from tomorrow onwards, he would go there and wait there.

The next day, he sat in the cafe all day, but Robert didn't come. He was a little desperate. The carnival would start tomorrow. How could he meet Robert among the tourists wearing masks?

The carnival started, and early in the morning, he also bought a blindfold mask, and sat in the cafe again, staring blankly at Robert's favorite seat before, no longer having any hope of seeing him in his heart.

In the evening, he went to the toilet, returned to his place, glanced at the seat, and the blood in his body froze instantly—a familiar figure was sitting there, even though he was wearing a blindfold mask, he recognized him, the one who pulled out One who empties his heart and soul and makes himself think crazy!

Robert!Quinto trembled all over, and wanted to rush up immediately, hug him and cry loudly.

But why hasn't he come to see him for so long?Will he forget me?He didn't dare to get up, watching him flipping through magazines and drinking coffee, feeling entangled and uneasy.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Robert began to check out.

If you don't go, it will be too late. If you leave the cafe and enter the crowded crowd outside the window, the familiar people will disappear without a trace.Even if we broke up, he still had to tell himself to let himself stop thinking about it, right?

Even though his whole body was weak, he still mustered up a thousand times more courage than when he was chasing him back then, and walked towards him.

Walking to the side, Robert just stood up.

Even though Quinto was also wearing a mask, Robert immediately called out "Quinto!" His voice contained surprise and affection.

Hearing the voice of thinking day and night, Quinto was dizzy for a while, and felt that he was about to fall to the ground. Robert hugged him, and kissed him on the lips.

Quinto's mind went blank, he took Robert's hand, walked out of the cafe quickly, squeezed through the bustling tourists, and came to the hotel room.

After closing the door, he couldn't hold it anymore, "Robert" he choked up and called out, his whole body went limp, and he fainted in Robert's arms.

Robert hugged the fainted Quinto, looked at his pale and haggard face, felt sore and throbbing in his heart, and could almost guess how bitter his heart was and how wronged his life was after he left.

After returning from Bologna, he has been very busy. In the past two months, he needs to learn about the affairs of many organization leaders and prepare for the wedding. He is even busier.He suppressed his emotions as before, rarely recalled the days with Quinto, and was going to marry Claire the day after tomorrow. In this life, his love has returned to zero.

However, there is always some melancholy lingering, like, he no longer goes to the Florian Café where he met Quinto.

Today, the first day of the carnival, Claire made an appointment with him to watch a plaza play in St. Mark's Square. He arrived 40 minutes early, and he walked into Florian's Cafe for a cup of coffee.

Suddenly seeing Kunto standing in front of him, he was very pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help hugging and kissing him. It turned out that he was always in his blood, in his cells, never forgotten, never separated.

He gently hugged Kunto, sat on the sofa, leaned his cheek against his cheek, smelled his breath, stroked his long curly hair, filled with endless joy in his heart.

Quinto slowly opened his eyes, and Robert smiled in relief.

"Robert!" Quinto called out, stretching his arms around his neck, tears streaming down his face.

"Quinto, baby, I'm..." Robert licked his salty tears with the tip of his tongue.

"I miss you so much..." Kunto burst into tears.

"I know, baby, I miss you too, don't cry!" Robert said softly, continuing to lick his tears.

"Why don't you come to see me and make me think so hard?"

"Quinto, don't ask, I'm here to accompany you tonight!" Robert said, moving his lips to Quinto's.

The hard-buried thoughts bloomed between the lips, the four lips gently attracted each other, and the two tongues were tangled, expressing deep tenderness...

Robert hugged Quinto to bed and understood what he meant to him. Since the first time everything faded away here, there is no boundary between them, not only each other's body, but also each other's heart.

With a smile on his lips, Quinto fell asleep peacefully in Robert's arms, but Robert stayed up all night, not knowing how to tell Quinto that he was about to get married.All he knew was that he couldn't just leave without saying a word like last time...

Stuck all night until dawn.

He gently put Quinto aside, got up, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as Robert moved, Quinto woke up. He dreamed that he was standing naked in front of the window, looking at the back of Robert's gone forever, and his heart felt empty and pained.

He followed into the bathroom, walked under the spraying faucet, put his arms around Robert's waist, put his cheek on his wet shoulder, rubbed gently, Robert turned around, hugged him, kissed his lips, stroked His body, bit by bit, inch by inch.The water from the shower head flew down from the top of their heads like a waterfall, hanging on their bodies in strings, from head to toe.

Quinto's face was filled with a happy smile, but Robert's heart was full of indescribable bitterness. He really wanted to hold this ketone body for the rest of his life and never separate him.

"Quinto, I want you..." Robert panted and whispered in Quinto's ear.

"Hmm..." Quinto murmured with his eyes closed intoxicated, arching his shoulders.

For the last intimacy, Robert used Quinto's favorite way to please him with all his strength, and also asked him for it. When Quinto entered the peak of happiness, Robert's body burst out, which was mixed to the extreme pleasure and sadness.

He spread the shower gel all over Quinto's body, kneaded it into foam, helped him wash his body, and wrapped him in a bath towel.

"Quinto, I'm leaving soon!" He put on his clothes.

"Yeah." Quinto smiled and got dressed.

"I'll help you dry your hair and leave."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself, you have something to do, go get busy first." Kunto looked at him with a smile, and kissed his lips.

"Quinto..." Robert hugged him and said hesitantly, "I have to leave you..."

"Well, I won't leave until the carnival is over, and I'll wait for you here." Quinto's clear eyes were still as pure as elves.

Robert's heart contracted for a while, he carried Quinto into the living room, sat on the sofa, looked into his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Kunto, I'm sorry... I'm going to... get married tomorrow, and I can't... meet you……"

Saying this, Robert wished he could slap himself a few times.

"What?" Quinto still kept smiling, as if he didn't hear it.

Robert felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and the second time, he couldn't speak again.

Quinto just smiled and looked at him, and Robert looked at him.

After a long time, Robert broke the silence, stretched out his thumb, caressed Quinto's cheek, and slowly slid down: "Quinto, I love you, you know I love you, right?"

"I know!" Kunto turned his face away, his voice was flat.

"Then I'm going!" said Robert.

"Okay." Quinto replied.

Hearing Quinto's indifferent voice, Robert felt unspeakable sadness in his heart. He sat down and put his arms around Quinto's shoulders: "If you feel sad, hit me and scold me."

Quinto turned sideways, with his back to him, and said:

"Robert, let's go. I'm not sad, and you didn't do anything wrong. I was the one who pursued you and tempted you. I am very satisfied with you. I have no regrets in this life. I have already thought about the relationship between us." [-] endings, this is the ending I expected, you said that you love me, it has exceeded my request by a thousand times and a thousand times... You and I have a clear ending, I am very happy, you can go , I'm fine..."

After Quinto finished speaking, he had already held back the tears in his eyes.

The more Quinto said this, the more Robert couldn't leave him, so he quietly embraced him, letting time skip by every minute.