Hiding from your predecessor

Dean's question kept Han Yichuan silent for a long time. Even if Dean wore ten wigs, Han Yichuan could recognize Dean at first sight, not to mention that he had intimate contact with Dean wearing a wig.He has always had a vague guess, but every time, it was rejected by his subconscious.Han Yichuan subconsciously rejected the idea when only a small thread was exposed.But as Dean said, how long can you deceive yourself and others?

Dean: "Do you remember the day you and I went to the Chamber of Secrets, wearing a pair of low-rise pants?"

Han Yichuan didn't know why, so he raised his head and nodded.

"Did you do it on purpose, or just casually?"

Han Yichuan was about to speak, but Dean answered for him: "It should be worn casually. You have always liked the feeling of your pants getting stuck in your hips. You won't listen to what you say."

After finishing speaking, his left hand went all the way down, directly into the seam of Han Yichuan's back waist: "Sure enough, today is also... you like to show your buttocks seam for others to see so much?"

Han Yichuan was a little aggrieved in the confusion: "No..."

"Then do you remember..." Dean moved his hand dishonestly to the side, and stroked the top of Han Yichuan's buttocks, where a tattoo was embroidered, "Your tattoo here, as long as you squat or sit down, Will it show up?"

Han Yichuan woke up suddenly, his parted lips could not be closed at all.A small case has become ironclad evidence.In the face of factual evidence, he could no longer deceive himself and others, and Dean did not guess his identity.

Indeed, Di'an knew a long time ago that Brother Yaoluo was Han Yichuan, and all that Di'an said to Brother Yaoluo was, in essence, what he wanted to say to Han Yichuan.

He remembered every word Dean said to him, and only now did he truly understand the meaning behind those words when he read them out.

"Don't be afraid."

"I don't care what you've done before."

"Try with me again."

These sentences that don’t realize too much meaning at first listen, but now that I think about it, every sentence proves that Dean tried to hint him, don’t be afraid, I know you are Han Yichuan, I don’t hate you anymore, I don’t mind what you have done What, I want to try again with you.

Is it really?Can he believe that Dean really likes him?

"He doesn't like you, he wants to take revenge on you..." These rebuttals that hovered in his mind at first suddenly became untenable and lost in Han Yichuan's chaotic thoughts.

Later, Han Yichuan couldn't tell why, why everything was messed up, except for those "I have always liked my first love" and "He is the most special person in my life" when Dean chatted with Invincible. One", "I have been looking for him for four years", and "I like him" confession are clearly printed outside the mess.In the chaotic mind, only a few words were extracted.

Dean likes me...I did such a horrible thing and he still likes me...

Han Yichuan eagerly went to see Dean. He wanted to confirm eagerly, expectantly and apprehensively that Dean liked me and he didn't hate me anymore.

Through Han Yichuan's gradually comprehending eyes, Di'an seemed to understand every trace of Han Yichuan's psychological activities: "I don't hate you, and a lifetime ban really hit me hard..."

When Han Yichuan heard this, his face that had just softened was as pale as paper again.

Dean sighed: "But for me now, the pain at that time is no different from early retirement. The career of an athlete will never last. In the end, I will leave that stage."

Dean said it lightly, but Han Yichuan will always remember Dean's decadence and anger when he was banned for life.

"Sorry……"

Dean smiled slightly: "Sometimes I still think, athletes often get injured, if I get injured, how can I satisfy you in the future, after all, going to bed with you will always test my endurance."

Han Yichuan's face turned white and red in an instant, very exciting.

"Baby, let's be together, I like you." The smile on the corner of Dean's mouth can't go away, "Until we grow old and buried, even if you are tired of me, I won't let you go. The only thing you can like is Me. Your heart, your body, only me can remember."

The sincere and domineering tone, warm and powerful eyes defeated Han Yichuan's last line of defense.

Han Yichuan slowly let go of the hand holding the hem of his clothes, crossed his chest, slowly slid over his chin, and covered Dean's cheeks, but he didn't dare to touch the cover, only trembling slightly, as if Dean was the one who would break at the touch. The foam disappears with a light touch.

Through a layer of air, the damp heat from Han Yichuan's palm still radiated to Dean's cheek.Di'an suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of Han Yichuan's hand, and pressed it down on his face.

Han Yichuan stopped breathing suddenly, and scraped a layer of sweat on Dean's face with his sweaty palms. He moved his palms together slightly, and found that Dean had not disappeared because of this, and Han Yichuan took in the second half of the stagnant oxygen.

It's not a dream, Dean is right in front of him, the Dean who said he likes him is right in front of him, it's great, it's not a dream.

"Dean... can I kiss you..." asked expectantly and eagerly.

Di'an raised his eyebrows slightly, but the encouragement and gentleness in his eyes gave Han Yichuan courage.

Han Yichuan approached slowly, and when the distance between his lips was less than one centimeter, he stopped suddenly: "You really don't regret it?"

Dean's breathing was long and slow, but his heartbeat became more violent because of Han Yichuan's approach. It was beating violently, and he could jump out of his chest in the next moment, and get into the ribs of the timid coward in front of him.

Seeing that Di An didn't speak, Han Yichuan held his breath and moved closer half an inch. He looked at Di An's eyes, then at those sexy and resolute lips, and touched them lightly. Between Dean's lips, he slowly backed away.

The curvature of Di'an's mouth was still there, and the agitation in his eyes did not fade away. Han Yichuan licked his lips, his arm suddenly climbed up to Dean's back, and his lips stuck there again.

Different from the superficial touch just now, this time, Han Yichuan's movements were so violent that he would swallow Dean in his stomach.The tongue drove straight between Dean's open jaws, licking every inch, and biting roughly, the bite made Dean's lips bloodshot, and a bloody smell came out of the bite.

Dean let Han Yichuan bite several times on the tip of his tongue and lower lip without saying a word. There was no anger but heartache. From Han Yichuan's disorderly kiss and gnawing, Dean felt Han Yichuan's strong uneasiness and possession, like a beast The wailing slammed straight into Dean's chest.

It wasn't until 2 minutes later that Han Yichuan was tired of biting, that he separated from Di'an and brought out the intertwined silver threads.Rapid and irregular breathing sprayed under Dean's nose, and Dean smiled again at the panting Han Yichuan. His mouth was full of blood, but his smile was brighter than before. Before Han Yichuan recovered, he squeezed Passed the back of Han Yichuan's head and kissed him.

"Baby, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm always here."

The wet and hot tip of the tongue drove straight in. Compared with Han Yichuan's disorderly flicking, Dean's agitated tongue was more domineering. The sound of wet water and heavy panting instantly filled the space. Han Yichuan's tongue was turned and wrapped. Sucking hard with the whole tongue, sucking out a stream of fine and dense electric currents, along the tip of the tongue, straight to Han Yichuan's tailbone, Han Yichuan was sucked away even the strength of resistance, and with a meaningless groan, his whole body immediately lost consciousness. pressed hard on Dean.

But Dean didn't want to let Han Yichuan go, he licked all the parts in his mouth domineeringly yet tenderly, and finally touched Han Yichuan's upper jaw, which was the most sensitive place, and Han Yichuan's lower back softened into mud with just one swipe.The air in his lungs became thinner because of Dean's demands, but Han Yichuan didn't want to resist.The tongue was stirred by irresistible force, swearing Dean's unparalleled monopoly on him, the excitement and arrogance were completely transmitted to Han Yichuan through a kiss, which was different from a gentle touch, but it effectively comforted him Han Yichuan's nerves were restless.Don't give Han Yichuan more energy to think, tell him directly with actions, I will imprison you in my arms forever, and never think about escaping again for the rest of my life.

As the panting floating chest pressed against Dean's chest, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and during the exchange of breaths, he suddenly tasted a salty and wet taste.

Withdrew from Han Yichuan's mouth, and Di'an realized that at some point, there was a trace of tears from the corner of Han Yichuan's eyes, extending to his mouth.

Wipe away the water drop for Han Yichuan: "Little fool"

The gentle tone flowed through Han Yichuan's heart, and the grievances, annoyances, and regrets that had been suppressed for many years burst out in Dean's tolerant tone, and the pain and despair that enveloped Han Yichuan fiercely vented out.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry" the loud howling vented the sad and guilty emotions, full of strong emotions and pleas to Dean, "I like you so much, I'm sorry, I still like you. I don't want to keep that agreement, keep it I'm tired of keeping that promise, I'm tired."

During the speech, snot and tears poured out: "I'm so tired, don't make an appointment, okay..."

"Okay, okay, don't make that promise." Dean's chest trembled, and the sound of sorry echoed in his ears like thunder. The memory overlapped with Han Yichuan when he was drunk, and Dean's already red eye sockets were forced to turn red again.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Han Yichuan's tears broke Di'an's army, and his deep words shook through the ribs on his chest, "Be good, baby, there is no such agreement anymore."

While talking, he slowly slid across Han Yichuan's back, from top to bottom, soothing and gentle, and it would be a sin to touch him hard.

Han Yichuan's hysterical crying made Dean's heart ache again, which was worse than Han Yichuan's drunken venting, because this time, Han Yichuan was sober.This is how much pain and despair must accumulate to make Han Yichuan's emotions collapse when he is awake, and to make a man cry so painfully.

Feelings of regret spread from Di'an's heart. An agreement never to be seen again bound Han Yichuan for six years, and put Han Yichuan on a coat called pain and hopelessness. In the end, this coat rotted into a pus tumor outside Han Yichuan's body. It grew together with Han Yichuan's heart made of flesh and blood, and merged into one, cutting it off with a single knife, not only the pus, but also the blood.

"Baby, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Han Yichuan cried so that Di'an's heart trembled. Every cry was a hole in Di'an's heart. He experienced this feeling when Han Yichuan was drunk, and now he experienced it again. It still hurts so badly that his heart breaks.

This time Dean didn't stop Han Yichuan, he knew that Han Yichuan needed to vent, so even if he cried out countless bloodshots from Dean, Dean just closed his eyes and accepted it, brushing Han Yichuan's back with his palm over and over again, feeling the drop The hot tears dripped down on the neck with a "pat-pat-pat", and rolled along the chest toward the heart, hot and heavy, burning a string of scalded bubbles.

Until Han Yichuan was tired from crying, "Baji" put his head in the socket of Dean's shoulder, and rubbed his shoulders until his shoulders were wet: "I will never give you medicine indiscriminately again..."