Two flowers bloom, one dead branch

Jiang Yuchu regretted leaving the crutch in the hall just now, otherwise it could be used as a weapon.

In fact, he didn't know that he touched something from the coffee table next to him in surprise, and smashed it hard at the people around him.

Regardless of whether you are a ghost or a human, you must be killed.

After all, he was still a cripple, so his center of gravity was unstable at the time of such a movement, and the force from his wrist made him more like throwing himself into the opponent's arms.

A smell of alcohol rushed into the nostrils.

Gu Changze's voice was particularly low in the dark night, with a sense of crisis about to come.

"Where have you been?"

The debt of favor was very simple, that is, Jiang Yuchu had to accept Gu Changze's care within one month after he was discharged from the hospital.

Today is the last day.

On the last day, the meals were all ready, Gu Changze waited and waited, but no one came back when the moon was up.

Jiang Yuchu struggled as if he was a little impatient, but he didn't break away, and his tone became cold involuntarily: "You are a little too concerned."

The air was still.

"...Do you remember what day it is?"

Where did the son of a bitch drink too much again? He's crazy about drinking.

"It doesn't matter to me what day it is, Gu Changze, can you return the key to me now? It's really troublesome to change the lock."

Jiang Yuchu got up and turned on the light in the living room, and saw that there was completely cold food on the dining table, without moving a chopstick, and the wine bottle on the table was empty.

"You went to Lu Shijiu's house."

The phrase "Today is my birthday" twirled around his lips, and was swallowed again.

Gu Changze got up and walked over, his eyes were dark, like the cloudy sea, he stared at Jiang Yuchu closely, not letting go of the expression on the other's face, and asked, "What did you do?"

He asked twice, trying his best to suppress some emotion that was about to surge out in his voice.

Jiang Yuchu was too lazy to train the dog, so he struggled hard, and the restraint was loosened. He rubbed his wrist silently, turned around and walked to the bedroom.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Another attitude of disregard.

Gu Changze laughed lowly, which gave people a sense of creepiness for no reason. Jiang Yuchu paused, and just turned around: "If you—"

He only had time to meet a pair of bloodshot eyes, his waist tightened, and he suddenly spun around. At the moment of weightlessness, he knocked over the water glass on the table in a panic, and when he realized it, he had already fallen on Gu Changze's body——

Gu made a human flesh mat out of himself.

"What are you doing—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was rolled over and crushed under him again.

After the impulse is suppressed, it will surge wantonly, and the torrent of wanton surge is emotion, passion, and even madness.

stab-

Shirts were torn and skin was exposed to the chilly air.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

Jiang Yuchu kicked over, and hit the target impartially. He didn't show mercy, and exerted all his strength. There was a soft touch under his feet. It should have kicked directly to the lower abdomen, and the opponent let out a muffled groan.

But before he could stand up, someone grabbed his ankle and fell back, his knee hit the ground heavily, the broken leg was still not fully healed, the pain made him stare at him, and the three souls disappeared Qipo fell to the ground and dared not move.

Gu Changze was short of breath, his hands loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

Jiang Yuchu has an indifferent attitude towards everything, including his own body. If a bone is broken, it will be broken, if it grows crooked, it will grow crooked, and if it leaves scars, it will leave scars.

Gu Changze was so angry at his attitude at first, and he was more cautious when taking care of others. Sometimes he didn't dare to touch that leg, for fear that if he accidentally moved it, the bone would grow out of place, but now it happened. Everything made his efforts in the past month like a joke.

The debt of favor is exchanged for an opportunity to appear in front of the other party as a matter of course, so it is not forcing yourself hard.

During this month, he walked on thin ice carefully, constantly trying to figure out the other party's mind, trying to pry open the other party's clam shell again and again.He took care of him so, so carefully, for fear that he would be wronged a little.

He was even afraid that a month would be too long for Jiang Yuchu, and he was afraid that his temper would directly repay the debt of favor in some unexpected way.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuchu did not refuse.

He thought that the small flag of victory was lit up, but when he took one step forward, Jiang Yuchu retreated a hundred steps.Not a single word of truth, polite and alienated to the point of lack of popularity.

The little flag went out again.

Gu Changze even wondered if Jiang Yuchu would have treated him better if he hadn't made this request impatiently.

He thought that boiling the frog in warm water would be enough, if it didn't work for a month, it would be two months, if it didn't work for a year, it would be two years, and if it didn't work, it would be a lifetime.

But there is always something between the two of them, and he can't jump across it even if he tries his best.

Why Jiang Yuchu was always gentle and patient with Lu Nineteen, tolerant and accepting without a bottom line, but it was impossible for him, Gu Changze.

But Gu Changze couldn't do it! ?

The distressed feeling was suppressed by the overwhelming jealousy and paranoia. Under the stimulation of alcohol, his whole body seemed to be on fire. A ball of fire was burning in his chest. He couldn't care about anything. It was as early as Jiang Yuchu decided to part ways When it was written off, he couldn't care less.He wants this person, wants to possess this person completely.

Why can't I if Lu Nineteen can do it?

He wants to order this person.

Even if you don't have a heart.

What is home?

Jiang Yuchu once thought about this question.

He felt he was wrong, that a home was really just a small room in which a man and a woman lived in a dreary, crowded place.

From time to time the woman gave birth to a child, and so again there was a group of boys and girls of various ages.

There is no fresh air, no free space, just like a cage where bacteria breed, dark, disease is rampant, and the smell is rampant.

I am now in such an environment where bacteria breed and stinks.

Half of Jiang Yuchu's face was hidden in the shadows, there was a faint redness at the end of his eyes, his throat was dry, and he felt a little tired.

He seemed to be rising and falling with the waves, the dark red carpet was soft and fine, clumps were tied on the back, lifted and collapsed.

The dim light rolls with dust, the living room is stretched and deformed, the time and space are distorted, and the feeling becomes unreachable. All of them are like adding an ancient filter, and finally become endless white light. Into the mind.

Consciousness was drowned in a deep dead silence.

He saw it, saw him and Lu Shijiu on the photos scattered at the foot of the sofa.

The photo was taken beautifully, and the ambiguous atmosphere between the two was magnified hundreds and thousands of times.

Lu Shijiu's upper body was naked/naked, and he planted a kiss on the side of his face, while he was smiling slightly, holding a dumpling wrapper in one hand, next to a plate of wrapped dumplings waiting to be put into the pot, the water in the pot was still boiling, White steaming.

Lovely.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, and he really did. The person on his body froze, and then became more violent.

Only doing, no love.

Gu Changze buried his head in Jiang Yuchu's shoulder socket, with blue veins popping out of his arms, supporting the weight of his body. His back showed smooth muscle lines, and the light and dark shadows moved with every tension and relaxation.

Jiang Yuchu still stared at the foot of the sofa, that funny feeling lingered in his heart for a long time, and he would come out to tickle him from time to time, his soul was torn into two, and the voice in his ear was not very real.

"You say something."

No one answered, the dust slowly fell, and the room was silent.

Gu Changze gently turned Jiang Yuchu's face to make him look directly at him. Although the eyes that were once sparkling and full of peach blossoms were slightly bent, they were empty, and the pupils lost focus, as if looking at him, but also as if Looking through him at something unknown.

The people who watched were panicked.

Gu Changze covered his eyes, and gently stroked the scars on his chest and abdomen, feeling pity and distress, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, so he could only kiss gently on them over and over again.

Jiang Yuchu spoke suddenly, and there was something unclear in his voice. He asked, "Is it because I robbed you of Lu Shijiu that you treated me like this?"

Gu Changze seemed to have been hit hard on his chest by something, and his whole body froze. He couldn't believe it. He stared at Jiang Yuchu for a few seconds, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the determination in his eyes burned like a fire. Arose, burning all remaining sanity.

He suddenly bit Jiang Yuchu's neck fiercely, and the body beneath him trembled violently, as if in pain.

It wasn't until he tasted the rust in his mouth that Gu Changze slowly let go, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the wound.

"I'm not interested in him, why don't you believe it?"

Why don't you believe me?

He started to move again, the muscles in his waist tensed, relaxed, tensed again, and relaxed.On the sharp and smooth back, crystal clear beads of sweat slid down the gully.

"Do you believe me?"

Gu Changze stretched out his hand, interlocking fingers with Jiang Yuchu in a deceptive way, feeling that time has lost its meaning.

"Jiang Yuchu, do you believe me?"

The lingering kiss fell on the ear, the tip of the nose, and the lips, lingering on.

Jiang Yuchu's fingers moved, he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice was smashed into broken notes in the air.

"Do not."

This word, together with the white light in his mind, exploded in Gu Changze's consciousness.

After the aftertaste subsided, Gu Changze hugged him and smiled lowly, with a determination to abandon himself.

Believe it or not.

Just don't leave me.

He wanted to carry him to the bathroom, but he was slapped away. Jiang Yuchu stood up while leaning against the wall, and limped into the bathroom without looking at him. The calf that had just taken off the plaster was obviously Swelling up, he slammed the door shut and locked it behind him.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, Gu Changze stood outside the door, motionless.

Jiang Yuchu took out a butterfly/butterfly/knife from under the washstand.

He looked at the knife for a long time, then flicked his wrist nimbly, the knife flew between his fingers, and the blade kept flashing coldly.

With a clang, the knife fell out of his hand.

I haven't played for a long time, and my hands are bad.

Gu Changze knocked on the door and called him, but Jiang Yuchu ignored him, picked up the knife and stepped into the bathtub.

The warm water gently wrapped up, and he stared blankly at the afterimage of the butterfly/butterfly/knife in his hand, and the blood marks on the back of his hand.

The door was slammed open, and Jiang Yuchu looked at Gu Changze's panic-stricken look expressionlessly, and suddenly felt a distorted pleasure. He raised his eyebrows, picked up the knife and slashed at his forearm.

"Jiang Yuchu!"

Gu Changze was so frightened that his face turned pale. Without even thinking about it, he rushed over and grabbed the knife and threw it far away. He shouted, "What are you doing!?" In a panic, he pulled off the towel and wrapped it tightly around Jiang Yuchu's forearm. .

A low laugh suddenly came over.

Gu Changze was stunned, and slowly turned his palm, only to realize that the blood on the towel was his own, and there was only a red scratch on Jiang Yuchu's forearm.

It seemed that this incident completely pleased Jiang Yuchu, he laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

Gu Changze looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly hugged him tightly, and he felt a surge of fear, completely ignoring the fact that the palm that was holding the knife in the panic just now was still dripping with blood.

Jiang Yuchu stopped laughing, and stared coldly at the butterfly/butterfly/knife on the ground in the dense water vapor.

"One day," he said, his voice was colder than ever before, "you will kill me with your own hands."

Gu Changze, you don't understand anything at all.

Love is neither possessing nor being possessed, love is only satisfied in love.

The author has something to say: love is neither possessing nor being possessed, love is only satisfied in love.

-Tagore