Forbidden City of Heze + Dalufei

"Too bad, uncle seems to be really angry, will we be arrested and sent to prison?" Feng Qian tilted his chair mechanically, put his face on his arms and sighed listlessly, "I thought it was a big deal. Just beat it."

"It's very possible," Lei Zhiyi, who was sitting at the table opposite him, was holding a thick copy of the Allied military law in his hand, trying to find a place to sit in among various dereliction of duty, "It says that if it is intentional If you disobey and run away, you will be shot, I don’t know if we are worthy of this crime.”

"You idiot, whether you are good enough or not depends on the operation, we must tear our mouths apart and can't tell the truth," Feng Qian stood up and stared at this guy who didn't know how to be anxious, "so we have to take advantage of the time when we can move freely. When I got my confession right, I just insisted that the mission was not completed because of a plane malfunction, or the enemy's defense was too strict. Anyway, it was the first time Michael came in handy, so it was reasonable to have any accidents. Isn't it?"

"It doesn't make sense..." Lei Zhiyi put down the flustered book in his hand, and quietly denied the other party's proposal, "As long as they check the plane and call up our flight data at that time, this kind of The lies are self-defeating, and besides, the entire Elysee Manor has been blown into ruins, how can it be seen that they are tightly guarded?"

"I see it like this, it's useless to save face now, just say that our first mission was too tense, we didn't have enough experience, we lost our target, whatever... we can't watch An Ran and Xiao Luo lose their heads! "

"What if we tell half the truth? We just need to confess that it was Yanliang who blocked our way, his strength is too strong, and we don't have the heart to fight against our former comrades. Does this explanation make sense both emotionally and logically?"

"You think An Ran and Xiao Luo are not as smart as you, can't you think of this?" Feng Qian immediately shook his head harder, his expression became serious, "If you confess Yan Liang and say that he was hostile to us on the battlefield , he has really become a traitor, and there is no way out. No matter what happens to him...we still hope he can come back, right?"

Seeing that the only feasible way was also swept out, Lei Zhiyi scratched his head irritably, closed the book and looked at the ceiling in a daze, even the water stains on it looked extremely dirty.The interjecting roommate on the upper bunk seemed to be dumb today, and he didn't say a word when he came back from the office, so he tentatively asked, "Ling Ju, what do you think, why haven't you talked?"

"It's so noisy, it's none of my business! After flying all night, I want to sleep! Can I go to another dormitory if I want to chat?" Ling Ju yelled impatiently, then covered his head with the quilt and turned over .

"Forget it, I'm going back. Lei, you should hurry up and take a rest." Seeing that the discussion did not yield any results, Feng Qian simply stood up, patted the other party's shoulder, and said solemnly, "I heard that Some interrogators will toss people for four or five days without letting them sleep."

"You...you need to add less oil and vinegar!"

Walking to the door, Feng Qian looked at the back lying motionless on the bed again, and said with great sympathy in his tone, "He was hit hard. That guy Yanliang is really cruel."

After the noisy boy gradually walked away, the room finally became quiet again.It was already afternoon, and there were bursts of roaring sounds from afar outside the window. It was the garrison troops training, or some routine tasks.The winter sky is dustless, but opaque, with whiteness covering the top of the head, which is not as spectacular as it can be viewed from an airplane.

Ling Ju poked his head out from under the tightly covered quilt to breathe smoothly, but he didn't want his roommate to notice the other weird sounds.He bit the back of his hand, tightly closed his eyes, trying to pull himself out of the memory, but he couldn't brew a trace of sleepiness.

His mind is full.In the summer that impressed me the most, I looked up at the sky of the Air Force Academy. It was also in the slightly smoky afternoon. hazy vapor...

"What are you doing here, brat?"

He raised his head, looked at the man who suddenly opened the door with some fear, and curled up in the corner of the cabinet even more nervously.

"Why, can't you find your underwear?" The young man looked at the tears on the other's face, and smiled evilly. He had just come out of the shower, and the water mist was still steaming on his strong and tight shoulders. Putting on a large military bath towel, he looked at his eyes full of vigorous heroism, like the eyes of a young handsome horse.

That was the first time he met Yan Liang. Ling Ju was 13 years old. He was the first group of war orphans rescued by the newly established Ankodo Refugee Agency under the National Assembly. His father was the pilot of a reconnaissance plane and died after being shot down by an enemy plane. In Black Heron Point, my mother was hit in the heart by a piece of shrapnel the size of a spectacle lens during a bombing.He has no concept of the army, the only meaning of entering the Royal Military Academy is to be able to eat three meals a day.

However, humanitarian assistance to these children does not mean that they can enjoy a comfortable life in the Royal Military Academy. The training in the army is extremely brutal and often exceeds the limits of their physical capabilities.Due to malnutrition since childhood, Ling Ju has poor adaptability and resilience, and his body has never been broken.Although no one clearly expressed discrimination or exclusion, but every time they train, no one is willing to be in the same group as a guy who is lagging behind.

Physical pain and inner loneliness are not something a teenager can bear.There is no private space in a completely collective life, and even when he returns to the dormitory, he can’t show any fragility. He began to like to cry in the bathroom locker with no one in it, hiding in a locker as high as one person, venting and accumulating. Emotions that drive him crazy.

Yan Liang, who was still an ordinary student that day, happened to be the last one to use the public bathroom because of the late training. When he came out, he heard faint crying, so he found Ling Ju who was hiding in the cabinet. I applied lotion on the places where he rubbed, and massaged his too stiff muscles.No one said anything, such things have become a routine, every time Yanliang meets this thin child in the bathroom, he has to act as half a doctor.

"I really don't know what's the use of setting up the physical examination. Can you be a soldier with your appearance?" Yan Liang said, and made a gesture on top of his head, "I'm not tall enough."

"Is it that tall? If you want to fight, the chances of being shot are higher than others," Ling Ju was a little unconvinced, but his eyes couldn't move away from the tall and healthy figure of the person in front of him. "I didn't even eat before." Gotta eat, thank goodness for surviving."

"Why isn't the place where he was injured last week still not healed?" Yan Liang raised his arm and looked at it and said.

"I didn't have any nutrition when I was young, and my blood circulation was poor."

After hearing this, Yan Liang stopped applying the medicine in his hand, raised his head and asked, "What did you eat when you were young?"

"My family can only afford a small bag of rice a week. When I'm really hungry, I use the mud from the local river bed, pour it in the sun to dry, and make biscuits for eating."

"..." He narrowed his eyes half-believingly, "Really, then you are a mud boy?"

"It's even worse. When I was born, if my mother didn't have milk to feed me, she would cut her wrist and feed it with blood mixed with water."

"You didn't become an orphan because of this, did you?" Yan Liang seemed to really not believe it this time, and only focused on the newly added bruises on his body. He skillfully poured the medicine into the palm of his hand and rubbed it to heat , Apply it on the opponent's skin, because of the temperature in the palm of the hand, the medicine can penetrate better.

"Okay, what else is there?" He looked around to make sure that nothing slipped through the net.

Ling Ju thought for a while, then pointed to the corner of his mouth, "It's inside."

"How could it hurt there? Did you throw the shot put with your tongue?"

"When I climbed over the obstacle wall, I fell down and hit the ground, and my teeth broke the flesh inside."

Yan Liang's dumbfounding made him feel happy, so he opened his mouth on his own initiative, waited for the other party's cotton swab to absorb the bright red potion, and then poked into it.

"Big Zhang, I can't see the wound with Ben,...is it here?"

"so bitter……"

"Bitter?" Yan Liang took out the cotton swab and threw it aside, watching the liquid medicine flow down the corner of his mouth with his profuse saliva, leaving a faint red mark on his chin, he couldn't help raising his hand to help He wiped it away, and when he touched the temperature of the juvenile's carotid artery, he couldn't bear to let it go.

"Is the mud you eat bitter?"

"Mud is sweet," Ling Ju corrected solemnly. "We mashed a kind of sweet weed and added it, and it became sweet. This is bitter, astringent, and pungent. If you don't believe me, try it." taste?"

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Liang suddenly leaned over, kissed his lips, and licked away the red saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth. At that moment, he felt that Ling Ju's breathing stopped suddenly.

"It's bitter enough." He said as he let go of the stiff boy, patted his unresponsive face, and turned his head to spit out the red liquid medicine in his mouth.

Then he unscrewed the cap of the medicine bottle as if nothing had happened, put on his clothes, and packed up the things he put aside. When he took his coat and left, Ling Ju was still sitting there, motionless as if he had lost his soul.

"Just like this, don't grow taller. Kissing is just right." He walked to the door and opened the curtain. He jumped up on the stool, his whole face flushed red.

"Ling Ju... Ling Ju!"

Lei Zhiyi's shout made him open his eyes, he hurriedly shrank inside, wrapped the quilt tighter, his inexplicable anger made his attitude still bad, "What are you doing? Leave me alone!"

"Are you okay? I'm going down to buy something to eat. Are you hungry?"

"I said leave me alone! If you want to get out, hurry up!"

Lei Zhiyi seemed to be used to his bad temper, and didn't bother with him, so he took two lunch boxes and went out.

He took a deep breath and curled up.There were several times when the feelings that were always colliding and surging in my heart were about to burst. The reason why after so many years, I bit my lips and never shed a tear was because that person said every time he wiped away his tears, I I like to see how brave you are.

He remembered every word Yanliang said and every scene when they met, because he had revisited it too many times in his mind, and he even found various reasons to participate in extra training and competitions in order to keep him for a few more minutes, intentionally Get yourself covered in bruises.

Why do you want to go like this and never come back?Are these shared memories so fragile?

When he was chasing the MZERO all over the sky, asking desperately, Yan Liang remained silent and did not answer.Ling Ju intercepted him again and again in the dark sky, unable to hear the rhythmic roar produced by the intense firefight, and there was only an empty silence in his heart.He just wanted to be very close to him, close enough to see his expression, to hear his answer face to face.

"Tell me! Is it true that you betrayed us? Is it really because of Shangguan Junliu?"

The high-speed and turbulent cabin made the sound a bit intermittent, and the opponent's firepower attacking him still showed no signs of softening. The outrageous combat power made everyone feel horrified.Ling Ju didn't dare to neglect at all, just when he had almost given up his insistence on continuing the unilateral conversation with the other party, a voice suddenly sounded, in the fierce and intense battle, he seemed leisurely and deep like a spectator sitting on the sidelines.

"Ah, yeah, I think it's more fun to fuck him than you."

Ling Ju's heart trembled, and the cold air rushed from his chest to his fingertips. His Michael was also disturbed by this sudden loss of consciousness, and stopped all movements in an instant.

Such an obvious flaw did not escape MZERO's eyes. The bullets whizzing over were as dense as ten thousand arrows. Lingju clearly heard the sound of sparks splashing on the body and wings. Just when he thought everything was over, the attack disappeared. Yes, Yanliang's plane turned in a different direction and passed by him, and the second sentence came from his ear at the same time.

"Next time I will kill you directly, don't ask me more stupid questions, Lingju, if you want to die, just get away."

Najin City is located more than 300 kilometers southwest of the Elysee Manor. It used to be prosperous due to frequent border trade. After a long period of war, it was occupied by the expanding imperial army, and the number of civilians has become less and less.The dilapidated streets are full of trenches and barricades, and heavily armed soldiers are walking around at any time, their eyes clouded by sand and dust reveal a kind of dazed aggressiveness.

When Yanliang arrived at the Kashila Hospital, the bright sun had already set, and the fatigue left by the battle seemed to be aggravated by the long journey.He was obviously wearing the uniform of the Dudu army and held a formal certificate, but he encountered all kinds of difficult interrogations when he entered the city, which made him extremely irritable.

He patiently handed the certificate to the soldier standing guard at the gate of the hospital. Fortunately, this interesting guy did not intend to make trouble with the Air Force Department, so he let him in quickly.He quickly walked up the rough stairs to the surgical inpatient department. After checking the register at the nurse's station, he found Junliu's room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

Just as he was about to push open the half-hidden door, the voice from inside made him stop.

"...It's the middle of winter, where can I find some fresh vegetables?"

Junliu looked at the hard black beef in the bowl. In order to prevent spoilage, all of them had been salted, and there was nothing but a bitter salty taste.Although it wasn't spoiled to the point of being a picky eater, this thing made him lose his appetite anyway.

Phil took the untouched food in his hands, poured some boiling water in, and quickly mashed the meat with a fork until they were saturated with water and looked no longer so indigestible, and handed the bowl back I gave it to Junliu, seeing him looking at me with complicated eyes, he reluctantly finished eating.

"Go to sleep for a while, or you will have pain again after the anesthesia passes." He said, putting aside the empty bowl he took, and while Junliu was lying down, he pulled up the quilt and covered him from the neck down Be strict.Withdrew from the Elysee Manor to this place, he was the one who took care of the young man all the way, and now he has finally settled down and can breathe a sigh of relief.

"Are you leaving?" Junliu asked, looking up at his backlit face.

"We are temporarily staying in an army artillery barracks. There are spare rooms there. I will report later."

"Remember to lock the door when you leave."

Phil walked to the locker, and while continuing to clear away the tableware, he replied, "This is a hospital, if it's locked, how can you let the nurse in to take care of you? Besides, I don't have a key."

"I don't want to be found by him." Junliu murmured, looking at his right wrist which was wrapped thickly with gauze.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Yanliang walked in with a blank face, and stopped the conversation he could no longer listen to. This was the first time he appeared in front of Junliu after they both had murderous intentions that night.Although during Junliu's coma, he thought countless times to completely give up his disguise, admit that he needs him, and overcome all the hatred left to him by the Shangguan family.However, when he finally had such an opportunity today, that thought was thrown out of the blue, and he just felt like a fool who was fooled.

"You look good, Junliu." He didn't even look at Fer, who was above him in class, and walked to his bedside with reassuring steps.

Contrary to what he said, Junliu's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. He looked at this man who was pestering like a debt-collecting devil, and felt that it was pointless even to show a trace of disgust, but his eyes were full of indifference. tilted his head to one side.

Yan Liang immediately sat down beside the bed, and suddenly put his hand under the quilt.Junliu was startled by the cold temperature on his fingers, his eyes widened and he was about to sit up when Yanliang grabbed his neck and his head was firmly pressed into the pillow.

The fierce force immediately made it difficult for him to breathe. Yan Liang's hands unceremoniously pulled down his underwear, and groped into the crotch until he found the wet entrance between the teenager's desperately clamped legs, and he couldn't wait to insert his fingers into it. , stirring back and forth like revenge in the warm narrow path.

"Um... ah... ah..."

Junliu furrowed his eyebrows, and moaned like a cat under the stimulation of uncontrollable stimulation. Only then did he relax the hand that was holding his neck, and laughed heartily, "What are you pretending to do? Do you still remember your body?" Me."

Originally thought that there was a third party present, no matter how rampant this guy was, it was impossible for him to commit obscene things without any scruples. The shamelessness of men.

Fair stood far away, watching the boy's struggle indifferently, seemingly indifferent.When Yanliang noticed that Junliu was looking helplessly at that person, he immediately sneered, "Do you think he is a gentleman? He does this every day by watching your naked body through the camera in the bathroom. Every time we have sex, he Never missed a single one, and maybe he's hoping for me to strip you naked right now."

Seeing that Junliu's eyes were red with anxiety, Yanliang changed the subject easily, "By the way, you must like to hear this, right? I met Ziluo at the Elysee in the early hours of yesterday morning. He seems to be the one who went to carry out the bombing mission. One, it's ironic, you were almost blown to death by your own army. If I hadn't stopped him, would you still be lying here, glaring at people?"

"You...you killed him?"

Seeing the flustered look on the other party's face, Yan Liang seemed to have grasped the power of life and death, and his mood became better.He also couldn't explain why he couldn't tolerate others touching Jun, but when facing him in person, he couldn't control the idea of ​​being rough at all.

"If so, what about you? Do you want to cut my neck open again?" He calmly provoked, ready to see the pitiful appearance of the other party's helplessness.

"You'll never see me again." Junliu stared straight at him, grasping the hand that was pressing against his throat, exhaled as if smiling, and said in a hoarse voice, " Wait to rape the corpse, you coward, I think you can only put me in the refrigerator to protect."

Yan Liang was slightly taken aback, the subtle but crucial string hidden in the bottom of his heart was suddenly touched, without any unnecessary movements, the young man finally pierced the last layer of paper between them, and put the dark and tangled part of his heart to rest. Emotion grabbed hold of it and dragged it out into the sun.

"Oh," he used an indifferent smile to cover up the embarrassment that kept coming up, and he simply said to himself, "You were pretending to sleep at that time? Bad guy."

"Use your brain, brother? The reason why you paid such a high price to stay here is nothing more than me. As for me, even my motherland and parents have given up on me. If I lose my best friend, what reason do I have to live? "Junliu's tone has completely returned to his usual gentle but firm strength, and he even started to be aggressive immediately, "We are even now, and no one needs to be afraid of anyone, right?"

Yan Liang's chest was burning when he heard it, and although his face remained calm, his muscles became visibly stiff.He immediately threw away the boy's body and stood up, and said through his teeth, "You are wrong, at least on the bed, I will always fuck you."

He turned around and walked to Phil who was standing beside him, and met those indifferent eyes domineeringly. Without saying anything, he raised his hand and pulled out the neatly tied black tie on the other's chest, grabbed the lower end, and used it casually. It wiped away the messy two fingers that entered Junliu's lower body just now.

"Aren't you going to the Artillery Battalion to report? If you don't leave, you still want to watch the scene?"

Facing his extremely disrespectful arrogance, Fer didn't lose his temper as he imagined, but just stared at the man in front of him with eyes that didn't notice the slightest change.A moment later a magnanimous smile appeared on his lips.

"Don't hurt him again, or there will be no next time." He said in a flat tone while rearranging his tie and tucking it into his coat, "Also, I should tell you first, I hate people the most." Dirty my clothes."

"I'm sorry, I won't dare next time, sir." Yan Liang's tone was still nonchalant and frivolous, staring at Fer until he turned around and took a step.

As soon as Fei Er left, Yan Liang immediately locked the door, took off his coat and threw it on the table beside him.Then he couldn't wait to step onto the bed, threw himself on Junliu, and kissed his face and neck frantically.

The excessive resistance soon made him have to stop until he controlled the two hands that were beating and grabbing, and pressed them firmly against the pillow.Yan Liang calmed down, he didn't want to spend so much energy on preparations, and for the first time, he lowered his tone to the young man who was still trying to get rid of his control.

"Junliu, how about trying not to resist me?"

After waiting for a while, until he could no longer feel the opponent's strength with his hands, he bent down, and just poked his tongue in from the corner of his mouth when he was bitten by Junliu's sharp tiger teeth.Yan Liang was furious, raised his upper body and slapped him in the face.

"I don't know how to lift things." He cursed, taking advantage of Junliu's pain to divert his attention, quickly pulled out the belt between his crotch, and tied his hands firmly to the iron railing at the head of the bed.

Junliu's injured leg was like a stiff piece of wood, hanging weakly on the edge of the bed, shaking with the violent rhythm of his body.Yan Liang supported his waist and buttocks with his hands, almost letting his body hang in the air, bearing the impact again and again, the immature inner wall felt scorching pain under the frequent thrusts, the more he repelled it, the tighter it shrank, bursting The burst of joy caused Yan Liang to growl like a beast.

Junliu raised his head, unable to catch his breath like a terminally ill patient. He was tortured by the rampant foreign body in his body. He did not know how many times he had endured savage sprints like a stallion out of control before he finally felt a burst of pain. Warmth filled the body.

Yan Liang had no intention of letting him take an intermission, he untied the belt that bound him, continued to stroke the boy's wet lower body with his hands, licked his sweat-stained deep ear piercing, and teased anyone The sensitive parts didn't arouse Junliu's response.Although the young man was already powerless to resist, Yanliang began to get tired of the other party's dullness like a dying fish every time they made love.

"You've been Long Fei's sex partner for so long, and he played with you a lot, right? He should have trained you well, right? Don't be shy, show me your hands?" He approached Junliu's ear to induce I want him to be in heat in front of him like a fantasy.But Junliu's attitude of always ignoring him gave him another excellent idea.

"How about this? Next time I meet Zi Luo, I will tell him that you are here, so as to save you from bumping into each other like two headless chickens. After all, my chance of meeting him is much greater than yours, right?"

This bait undoubtedly worked.Jun Liuming knew that the other party had bad intentions, but he couldn't say no to the only feasible proposal. He gritted his teeth in shame and cursed, "You...you are a liar."

"The last time we fought against him, he didn't ask you a single word during the whole process. It seems that he also believed in the news that you were dead." Yan Liang leisurely dropped the last bomb that could shake his will. He finally urged in his ear, "Come on, let me see and see, I promise to tell him, let him know that you are waiting for him here."

Jun Liu took a deep breath, and suddenly turned his head to kiss Yan Liang's unclosed lips. He closed his eyes and sent his tongue into the other's mouth. After entangled with each other for a while, his tongue followed the contours of his face He licked his neck, stayed on Yanliang's thick and strong shoulders, then slid down to his chest, repeatedly licked and nibbled until the nipples on both sides were dyed a cherry-like crimson, and finally licked his head Buried in the opponent's span.

"Be serious, get it wet, and it will be comfortable when you put it in later." Yan Liang watched with satisfaction as the boy licked and sucked his cock, until he raised his head again and became It was so hard, Junliu then got up and turned around, supported the tall instrument with his hands, and sat down slowly.

"Ah... ah...!"

He twisted his body vigorously, sat up and down actively, and the moaning sound rose and fell with each thrust. His naked back rubbed against Yan Liang's chest, and he grabbed Yan Liang's hand again, and put it down On the protuberance of his bare chest, the other side touched the half-erect cock below, begging for rubbing.

"Bitch," Yan Liang gritted his teeth to suppress the rising pleasure, panting and laughing out loud.Immediately pressing his forehead, forcing Jun Liu's head to lean back until it rested on his shoulder, whispering in the ear of the fiery, delirious young man, "You really are a real bitch ...Scrap!"

"However, I like it, hahaha."