stupid dirty romance

Almost no one can accept death, but fate is doomed.

Xia Jun hugged Yin Yu all night. It's not that he didn't want to leave, but he couldn't break Yin Yu's hand, so he could only let the world spin and let that person vent his emotions.

He wasn't sure if it was flimsy, or even if it was just another planned drama.

Yin Yu didn't let him see his face, Xia Jun could only hear his voice.

"I received a gift a few days ago, from Secretary Li." Yin Yu curled up and hugged Xia Jun tightly. Although he couldn't restrain his nervousness physically, his voice seemed calm.

Xia Jun was also very nervous when he heard this, he didn't want to talk about it.

"Do you know what it is?"

"what?"

"A wheelchair."

Yin Yu didn't smile, but trembled even more, "I killed my cousin...I killed her..."

Xia Jun patted Yin Yu on the back, but said nothing. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, it would be ridicule and questioning. No matter what tricks Yin Yu had waiting for him now, he no longer planned to take his heart out and let this person trample on him. up.

"Obviously not the first..."

"what?"

"Yajun also died like this..." This was the second time he missed it.

Who is Yajun?

Xia Jun was puzzled, but didn't ask.

That night was very long, so long that Xia Jun didn't know whether he was asleep or awake. It was the first time he heard Yin Yu say so much, so many old things that he longed to know before, but now, he didn't want to know anything, he didn't want to I know what Yin Yu thinks, and I don't want to know the love history of the other party, let alone those nasty and disgusting stories.

Early the next morning, Xia Jun pushed Yin Yu away, walked out of the house he was familiar with, and kicked the door hard. He felt very irritable, and he was a little scared, not because he was afraid that Yin Yu would get sick, but because he was afraid of Yin Yu. Playing again.

A person's grief can be long-term and unlimited, but it can also be self-regulated. Yin Yu lay in bed and slept all day, turning night and day upside down, turning off his mobile phone, and no longer listening to any outside news.

When he opened his eyes again, it was dark, the bedroom was not turned on, and it was pitch black. The person in his arms had long since disappeared, and the surroundings fell into dead silence. He hugged himself and felt more and more uncomfortable, but death was irreversible. But the pain can be erased, this willingness is all up to oneself, Yin Mingming is dead, this is a fact, he will always be himself, this is also a fact.

If the time is reversed, everything will still be the same. He got off the bed and opened the drawer of the bedside table in the dark. After his eyes adapted to the night, his vision was not completely dark. People always want to seize that chance. "If it was the first time", I would regret the idea.

But there is no such thing, what if at the beginning, what a possible chance, some foregone conclusions cannot be undone, Yin Yu took out the cigarette case in the drawer, the lighter was at hand, and the small flame could only illuminate half of his cigarette The face, then extinguished after the tobacco burned.

Mint-flavored cigarettes, Yin Mingming often smells like this, he and Major General Yin once said that girls should not smoke, even though they are both old smokers, but now he would rather let Mingming come back and look at her With a cigarette in his mouth, fingers typing on the keyboard...

Yin Yu's cigarette was quickly extinguished, not by himself, but by another hand that suddenly appeared in the darkness.

A force pushed him to lie down again, but he didn't notice when another person entered the bedroom before, but he didn't panic, but lay obediently, motionless.

A new cigarette was lit, and the cool smell of tobacco in the air was sent into his breath after burning. He took a deep breath, his chest moved, and he could see the blurred face in the darkness , Seeing the two thin lips with a cigarette in their mouth slightly provoked a sarcastic arc.

The light spots from the cigarette finally turned into ashes one by one. Yin Yu felt a hand on his chest.

"I never imagined that you would still like the cigarettes smoked by this kind of woman..."

Yin Yu didn't speak, he felt the buttons of his jacket being unbuttoned one by one, when the hand was cruising on his skin causing trembling, he held it down.

"Officer Xia, breaking into a private house is against the law."

"You invited me in, have you forgotten?" Xia Jun smiled, Yin Yu couldn't see his specific expression clearly, only felt that Xia Jun looked very unreal now, maybe he was dreaming, maybe, Xia Jun Just don't know when it changed.

Xia Jun's hand was pulled away from his, and Yin Yu felt that the mattress sank a little. Xia Jun's knee was pressed against his side, very close, and he began to untie his pajama pants.

Holding a cigarette in one hand and stroking his naked body with the other, Xia Jun was not in a hurry, Yin Yu was abnormally calm, for a moment he couldn't hear Yin Yu's breathing, couldn't feel his heartbeat, he bent down , kissed the person lightly, from the lips to the chin, and finally licked the other person's collarbone.

"Do you want pain?"

Yin Yu didn't answer, and the next moment, the world was spinning.

His body was turned upside down, his face was pressed into the pillow and he was almost suffocated. Xia Jun pressed the back of his head as if he had made up his mind to suffocate him, but he didn't even move to resist, as if it happened randomly Don't care about anything.

He raised his waist following Xia Jun's hand, and raised his hands for Xia Jun to tie him to the bedpost with his tie. He listened to the rustling of the fabric, and his ears were still filled with the nonsense of life and death. .

"You support me." Xia Jun let go of Yin Yu, allowing him to breathe. He caressed the smooth lines of Yin Yu's waist, flicked his fingers on the tip of his buttocks, and joked: "The movements are very skilled ,like or not?"

Silence, there will always be only silence, Yin Yu raised his head and glanced at his hands tied to the bedposts, and smiled. In the dark, he could see his young self smiling at him, and finally turned into ashes.

Xia Jun slapped Yin Yu's butt angrily, which finally aroused the other party's idea.

"It's a little late to play games at this time." Yin Yu licked his lips, his body moved with Xia Jun's hand, and even rubbed against Xia Jun's arm, and asked back: "Do you like what you see?"

"Maybe you should change careers."

"Maybe……"

In this world, where there is yin, there is yang, where there is masochism, there is sadism, where there is a whip, there is a whipped person. In a short moment of fairy tales, we can be the character we set instead of ourselves. , that is to say, I can be you, you can be me, and even we can be nobody.

Naturally, we can still just be ourselves, be who we really are.

Yin Yu never avoids pain, he welcomes pain, so people will avoid it even in the face of pain, but his body just likes to cater to the whip that hit him. He sketched Xia Jun's arm in his mind, and depicted the pain that followed every day. The muscles bulging, the blood vessels bursting, and the free movement.

He began to report the number loudly, trying to vent his pain and psychological depression in this way.

He had almost forgotten what venting was. People should cry wantonly, but some people chose the most inappropriate path.

"Comfortable?" Xia Jun threw away the whip, stepped directly onto the bed, and touched Yin Yu's body that was still in the original posture. In the dark, he couldn't see the man gritted his teeth and closed his eyes forbearance, but The touch of the hand is very real.

"Thank you."

"What did you say?" Xia Jun laughed mockingly.

"I say thank you." Yin Yu gave up his strength and let the bed hug his body again, but Xia Jun picked him up by the waist.

"You don't want something else?" Xia Jun pressed his tongue against Yin Yu's ear, licked it down quickly, bit the side of his neck, and began to suck hard.

It's a pity that you can't see Yin Yu's appearance, but it's not bad to feel it. When he wanted to understand that this person's "weakness" state was real, he wanted to do it——Yin Yu has a weakness, and his weakness is Death, an uncontrollable death, and I am happy to take advantage of it at this time.

"You can give it a try..." Yin Yu turned his head and bumped into Xia Jun's mouth, took a breath, and wanted to have a deeper kiss but was avoided, feeling a little discouraged, "I'm not in the mood to do anything else now, But you can try..."

"Okay."

Although this is what he said, Xia Jun untied Yin Yu. It is meaningless to force someone. If he wants to ride on the other party, he must be submissive and voluntary.

Restoring the freedom of his hands, the light replaced the pretentiously mysterious darkness, Yin Yu turned on the light, put on his nightgown, stood at the door of the bedroom, opened the door and smiled at Xia Jun: "Go out."