My bamboo horse bends whenever it says

An Yi had already lost consciousness, Wu Yicheng carried him to the car, and sat in the co-pilot twirling all the time.Wu Yicheng was in a hurry to go home so that he could have a good rest. Who knew that not long after the car drove out, An Yi suddenly opened his eyes and retched and knocked on the car door several times. Wu Yicheng stepped on the brake, and An Yi immediately got out of the car and ran out. He vomited on the side of the road.

"vomit--"

Wu Yicheng felt distressed, and stroked An Yi's back back and forth, holding An Yi in fear that he would not stand still and fall down, with some filth on his body, Wu Yicheng didn't care, but looked at An Yi's uncomfortable frown, reluctant to leave Let him toss too much, and An Yi returns home like this, it is estimated that Wu Yibai will be even more unhappy.

Wu Yicheng found the nearest hotel nearby, opened a room, helped An Yi to the bed, and asked the front desk to order hangover soup and rice porridge.

"An Yi?? An Yi??"

Patting An Yi's face, Wu Yicheng yelled a few times, An Yi just hummed a few times, Wu Yicheng sighed, took off his dirty shirt, and carried An Yi to the bathroom.

Turned on the shower, tested the temperature, and took off An Yi's clothes. Wu Yicheng supported An Yi with one hand, and held the shower head with the other, carefully washing An Yi's body of alcohol.

Every time Wu Yicheng touched the hideous scars on his chest, he would feel pain, not to mention how he felt when he saw An Yi's too thin body.

Always feeling ashamed of An Yi, Wu Yicheng would always think of the way An Yi was holding his hand and crying the night before departure, so helpless.

Could it be that An Yiyou at that time had a premonition that something bad would happen, so he didn't want to let himself go abroad? ?This thought popped into Wu Yicheng's mind, but he quickly denied it.

"Acheng.

Wu Yicheng went together, and An Yi babbled, calling the name indistinctly.

"I'm here, An Yi." Wu Yicheng turned off the shower head and took the towel.

An Yi's eyes opened a crack, and he felt as if he was in the bathroom. Gradually, his body could feel that someone was wiping his body, and he picked him up and put him on the bed.

An Yi was more than half sober, watching Wu Yicheng put on his bathrobe and put it under the quilt with his whole body wet, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Go to bed early." Wu Yicheng covered him with a quilt, stood up and wanted to take a shower, but An Yi pulled his pants.

An Yi half propped up his body, pulled Wu Yicheng's hand back, but did not let go, lowered his head to look at the ground, bit his lower lip, his chest heaved and heaved very nervously: "I.

"You're drunk, and you don't know what you're talking about." As if knowing what An Yi was going to say next, Wu Yicheng fled subconsciously, but An Yi also let go of his hand immediately like an electric shock, lowering his head even lower.

Don't be too sentimental, An Yi, Wu Yicheng doesn't like you.

Obviously he is also acting, but he doesn't know when he has fallen into such a deep place.

Why does my heart seem to have a void that cannot be filled? ?

Seeing that the bathroom door was closed, An Yi smiled wryly, yes, he was drunk, and Wu Yicheng was still sober, how could he say the most unspeakable things at this time.

Fortunately, Wu Yicheng stopped himself just now, otherwise if those words were really said, even An Yi wouldn't know how it would end.

is to continue? ?Or stop? ?

Friends who can't be together after confessing, no one knows how to get along.

The liking feeling is obviously out of control, An Yi looked in the direction of Yu, not knowing what to do.

I didn't see An Yi's hurt expression, so I knew I couldn't bear it.Wu Yicheng found that no matter how much he tried to calm down, his physical desire became more and more intense.

With his forehead against the wall, Wu Yicheng rushed into the cold water, almost, almost reaching out to An Yi just now.

Fortunately, it is under control.

His body cooled down little by little, but his heart was burning hot. For the first time, Wu Yicheng was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. After turning off the shower, Wu Yicheng hesitated for a long time, but went out.

An Yi has always maintained the same appearance just now, dumbfounded, and when he heard the voice, An Yi came back to his senses in shock, not daring to look directly into Wu Yicheng's eyes.

"I. I. I told the front desk to ask them to bring up new clothes. I. I'll leave right away. An Yi was so nervous that he stuttered: "Yes.sorry. ． ． ． ． ．I.

"No need to apologize." Wu Yicheng patted An Yi's head habitually, but this time he retracted as if he had been electrocuted. An Yi keenly sensed the change in Wu Yicheng, and his expression collapsed.

"En. I got it... An Yi's voice was very small, and his word order was so chaotic that even he didn't know what he was talking about: "I knew you wouldn't like men, and I shouldn't be like this.It's all because of the dried flowers, and told me a bunch of what's there and what's not.I.I don't like men, I don't like you.

"Well.

I don't know what that sentence hurt Wu Yicheng's nerves, but when both of them realized it, Wu Yicheng's mouth had already covered An Yi's lips, and this moment ignited the last passion.

It's hard to tell who is active and who is passive. Under the drug of love, both Wu Yicheng and An Yi fell into obsession, maybe they were awake or drunk, and they didn't want to study any more.

The temperature in the room gradually increased, and the heat of the two of them was enough to melt each other, without any tweaking, the pain was accompanied by pleasure, following the instinctive reaction, relying on the temperature of the other hugging themselves.

An Yi shed tears in pain, gritted his teeth and didn't stop, he knew that after this night, everything changed, he didn't even think of a way out, he was already on the verge of desperation.

I wonder if Wu Yicheng will forgive him.

The sad thing is that An Yi suddenly discovered that his heart really had a feeling for Wu Yicheng, and he had been deliberately covering it up, but now it broke out suddenly, and he couldn't hold it back and vented it in his chest.

He wanted to escape this feeling, but he didn't want to pull away.

He is greedy for Wu Yicheng's embrace.

his smell.his voice. ．everything about him.

He was also reluctant to let go.

They prayed that the dawn would not come, and carnivaled in this dark night, wantonly proclaiming their truest feelings.

The sunlight stung An Yi, he opened his eyes, looked around and found himself lying on the big bed alone, touched the side, it was still warm as if he had just left.

"Ah.

An Yi smiled wryly, her whole body ached like being run over by a car, especially the most private place.

Recalling the madness of last night, An Yi seemed to be still wrapped up in Wu Yicheng's overbearing, even though he had already left before he woke up, was this his attitude? ?An Yi thought, if everything that happened yesterday was an accident, can he still face it calmly? ?

It was almost eleven o'clock at noon, An Yi was tired and hungry, struggling to get dressed, half-sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall in a daze, sighing, fumbling for the cigarettes in his pocket.

The smell of nicotine can make him relax a bit, An Yi squinted his eyes, the sun outside was very warm and warm, but it couldn't warm his cold heart, and he felt a little like crying.

Wu Yicheng, are you afraid or regretful? ? !

"Hehe, it's ridiculous." An Yi stretched out his hand to block the sunlight, but it still seeped into his eyes through his fingers.

The door was suddenly opened, Wu Yicheng came in with breakfast, saw An Yi smoking, rushed forward in two or three steps, put down the breakfast, snatched the cigarette butt from An Yi's hand, threw it aside and extinguished it, the action was done in one go.

"Why do you smoke when you wake up in the morning!"

"You. An was also surprised: "You didn't leave.

"Go??" Wu Yicheng didn't expect that the first sentence An Yi said to him would be like this, and he slapped An Yi on the forehead angrily: "Why should I go?? I'm going to buy you breakfast!"

"Oh. An also responded somewhat unnaturally.

Wu Yicheng raised his eyebrows: "You don't think I ran away, do you?"

"Ahem." An Yi was guessed, and turned his face to the other side awkwardly: "No.

Seeing the fresh food Wu Yicheng bought downstairs, An Yi diverted his attention, and just remembered to eat, when a pain in his back made him unable to stand up.

"Be careful." Wu Yicheng quickly supported An Yi, his eyes were full of doting, he sat back on the bed with his arms around An Yi, brought the food and said, "Let me feed you."

An Yi blushed and nodded, and sat back on the bed obediently. Wu Yicheng took the food and fed him bit by bit.

The two of them would have pink bubbles even when eating, and An Yi's heartbeat was so fast that he was surprised. It was a little unnatural to face Wu Yicheng. After eating, Wu Yicheng packed the tableware and sat back next to An Yi.

"I will take responsibility." Wu Yicheng said.

"What??" An Yi, who had eaten half of it, didn't realize it all at once.

"I said I would be responsible." Taking An Yi's hand, Wu Yicheng looked into his eyes seriously, and confessed: "An Yi, let's date."

All kinds of emotions combined, and finally turned into uncontrollable joy.

Wu Yicheng hugged the foolish An Yi in his arms, kissed his forehead, and said softly and firmly: "I will treat you well, An Yi, I swear."

The grievances of the past three years seemed to be vented at this moment, An Yi shed tears, and at this moment he regretted it again, Wu Yicheng now promised to treat himself well, so should he treat him well, An Yi thought.

But how to tell him everything.

Does it mean that everything between him and himself has been misaligned since birth? ?

Then would Ah Cheng blame himself for robbing him of everything he deserved?An Yi thought as he tugged at Wu Yicheng's clothes.

He couldn't bear it, he knew Wu Yicheng would be sad, and he couldn't bear it either.

"Master, the person sent took a picture."

Uncle Wu held the envelope, which was filled with the photo of Wu Yicheng and An Yi at the entrance of the hotel taken by the private detective last night. He hesitated to take out the photo. Wu Yibai blinked his eyes. This was the signal that Uncle Wu understood. He took out the photo and handed it over.

"The two entered the hotel and came out together the next afternoon." Uncle Wu thought for a while and said, "Master, do you think Master Wu was used by An Yi?"

Wu Yibai stared at An Yi in the photo, tremblingly said: "An Anyi!!"

Apparently, the recent treatment adjustments have had some effect. Wu Yibai's mouth straightened, and his words became much clearer, but half of his body was still out of control, and he had to rely on a wheelchair to travel.

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