mentally and physically

In the dream, everything changes rapidly, but in reality, everything can only be carried out step by step.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and under the dark sky, a faint white light rises from the far eastern edge, heralding the arrival of a new day, but the windy night is far from over.

He was trapped in a dark, cold and depressing house in the nightmare that was repeated day after day.He didn't even see what the house looked like, and the big hand stretched out from the darkness pushed him to the ground.

With a bang, a thick layer of dust was kicked up, accompanied by long-lasting dizziness, tinnitus and disintegrating pain.

He took a deep breath, struggled to get up unsteadily, and as soon as he stood still, he rushed towards the door.

"Hmph, hum, hum..." Panting followed him like a ghost, and then he cursed a few obscenities, and then he was picked up and thrown away from the door like a doll.

He bumped into a shelf, and a lot of things fell from the shelf, and when he fell to the ground, his head hit him. In the dark, he couldn't see what those things were, but he could only feel some weight, which made him hurt.

He resisted the pain and was about to get up when a big hand pinched his neck and pushed him against the shelf to lift him up.

The strength of that hand seemed to cut off his neck abruptly, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't breathe, his throat made a rattling sound, and he tried to break the hand with both hands, in front of the powerful force, he was no different from a gnat Shaking a tree is nothing more than a futile struggle.

His face was congested with blood at a rapid rate, his mind gradually became dizzy, and his body became weak and weak. The strong sense of suffocation and the fear brought about by the gradual passing of life eroded him bit by bit.

He hadn't dreamed of such details for a long time, and it had been a long time since he longed for Wang Yang to appear so strongly like this time, but when the door opened, there was no one outside again.

"Wang Yang, save me... Wang Yang... save me..." Wang Yang was his only hope.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here...I'll protect you." A familiar voice came from the depths of the darkness, and he felt his body being hugged tightly.

Who is this unexpected savior?Can timely and effective assistance be provided?Compared with unknown rescue, he can't bear the fear of being tightly hugged—primitive fear.

"Don't touch me...don't touch me..." The big hand peeled off his thick clothes, and stuck to his body, it was as hot as magma, as if it came from the depths of hell, inflicting fear deeper than death.

"Don't be afraid...you're just having a nightmare..." A familiar yet distant voice hovered in his ears, but couldn't enter his heart.

"Don't touch me!" He broke out more violent resistance, using his hands and feet to break free from the shackles, although it was futile, but he couldn't give up, which made him more painful.

"..."

"...Don't touch me..." Struggles, shouts, and tears all seemed real, and the fear reappeared, and the pain was extreme.

"Dingling, Dingling..." The alarm clock on the bedside table pointed at eight o'clock, and the light and crisp bell rang, stirring the tense nerves.

"It turned out to be just a dream!"

Xi Feng opened his eyes mechanically, the eyes were covered with tears, so his vision was blurred, but because of fear, a bright light burst out from his pupils.

He habitually tried to seek solace from the nothing special ceiling of his own house. When his sight gradually became clear, what he saw was a stern side face and the shiny black hair on his sideburns. His face, his body weighed on him.

"..." Xuan Feng took a deep breath, and pushed him away before he knew who this person was, because he was sure that this person was not Wang Yang.

He pushed the man away, got up immediately, jumped out of the bed, and went to see him again, only to find out that he was Peng Shuyi.

Peng Shuyi sat on the bed, staring at him fixedly, wondering what he was thinking.

"..." His first reaction was why he was here, then he looked at himself and him, and was horrified to find that both of them were only wearing...underpants, "???" This fear is no less shallow than a nightmare.

He couldn't remember how he came to his house at all, and how he slept with him, and the only hope was that they didn't do anything wrong.He took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "We...we didn't do anything, did we?"

Peng Shuyi woke up early, and woke up when Xuan Feng called Wang Yang's name.He really didn't want to hear the name Wang Yang, especially from Xuanfeng's mouth.

But dreams are just dreams.

It doesn't matter even though Xi Feng who is immersed in the dream beats him in reality, and Xi Feng who wakes up avoids him like a plague.

He probably guessed what Xuanfeng was thinking, but he didn't have the kindness to tell him the truth. It would be better if he misunderstood him, so he couldn't easily separate himself from him.

He spread his hands, showed his naked chest generously, and asked: "What do you think?" Meaning that if they are all like this, maybe nothing happened?

The wind is like being struck by lightning.

Seeing him like this, he knew that he couldn't remember, Peng Shuyi was happy to see the result, hooked the corners of his lips, got up from the bed, grabbed his nightgown at the end of the bed, Shi Shiran walked towards him, and said in a warm voice: "It's cold in the morning, put on your nightgown, don't freeze!"

Xuanfeng's will collapsed in an instant, and he backed away in panic, murmuring: "We didn't do anything, don't come here, I don't want to see you..." Then he turned around and ran to the bathroom, shutting himself up.

He sat on the toilet, scratched his head with both hands, and curled up into a ball.He still couldn't remember the whole story of this incident, and the last memory of the night before was frozen on the sofa before falling asleep.

When he thought that this might be the result of being drunk, he scolded himself ten thousand times in his heart, and then slapped himself mercilessly.

"Crack!" The shrill voice shook the wall, one can imagine how painful it was.

He couldn't accept that he had sex after drinking, and he didn't believe that he had sex.He opened his legs and looked between his legs, wanting to prove his innocence, but what he saw was that the place that had always been soft was slightly straightened up.

"What... what's going on here?" A hundred thousand whys hit him head-on, which stimulated him more than drunken sex.

Peng Shuyi put on his nightgown, came to the door of the bathroom, knocked on the door, and asked, "Chu Xu, are you okay?"

The voice outside the door echoed in the small space inside the door, like an invisible rope that tied him tightly, strangled him, and strangled him to death.He didn't know what to do, he had better calm down first.

He yelled: "Fuck you! Let me calm down."

Xi Feng hardly uttered any bad words, which shows that he was greatly stimulated.Peng Shuyi didn't want to push him too hard, so he said, "Okay! I won't disturb you, so just calm down!"

In the bathroom, when he heard the answer and the sound of footsteps fading away, he thought that Peng Shuyi had left. He took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and continued to do what he hadn't finished before.

He put his hand into his underwear tremblingly, and touched the back of that place. He didn't feel any pain or other sensations. He preliminarily judged that the two of them didn't do that kind of thing.

He washed his hands and face with cold water, then went to the bedroom.He rummaged through the trash can in the bedroom, but found no condom, which was enough to prove his innocence, and his heart was completely at ease.

At the same time, the sound of rushing water came from outside the bedroom, and his heart trembled. He put on his nightgown and went to the kitchen to see that Peng Shuyi was cutting tomatoes on the cutting board.

"What are you doing?" he asked in surprise.

"I'm making breakfast!" Peng Shuyi looked up at him, smiled, and laughed at him knowingly asking, "I'm hungry, aren't you hungry?" He picked up a tomato and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing happily, It seemed to prove that he was indeed hungry.

"..." He was angry, calmed down, and asked, "I'm asking you, why didn't you leave!"

"Go?" Peng Shuyi replied casually: "I didn't say I was going! And why should I go?"

"..." He exploded with anger, his fair face flushed red, exactly like the tomatoes on the chopping board. "This is my home. If I don't keep you, you can't stay here."

How much do you want to see him if you chase him away without even saying a word of politeness?Peng Shuyi ignored his chase, put the chopped tomatoes on a plate, took out a bowl to beat eggs, and said while beating: "Why are you in such a hurry to drive me away? Is it because you are afraid that your boyfriend will see you?" ?"

At that time, Peng Shuyi didn't know that his boyfriend was Wang Rang, and he didn't think about it at all. In the final analysis, it was because he didn't believe that he would date Wang Rang.

Wang Yang went to City B and couldn't come back for a while, so he was naturally not worried about being bumped into by Wang Yang, and it was Peng Shuyi himself who made him angry.This person appeared at his home majestically, wearing Wang Rang's pajamas majestically, and deliberately misled him before.

It was his original intention not to get entangled with Peng Shuyi, but it was just his wishful thinking.The more the stalker pays, the more the stalker suffers, the position determines right or wrong, Peng Shuyi doesn't feel that what he did is wrong, and he enjoys it, but for him it is all suffering.

His temples were throbbing with rage, his lips trembled, and his face was pale.When Peng Shuyi looked at him, he was pressing his temples with his eyes closed, and even his hands were trembling.Is there any need to be so angry?Peng Shuyi didn't understand, so he lit the fire, heated up the pan, poured oil, and scrambled eggs.

"Peng Shuyi," he said angrily, "There's no need for you to pester me anymore, and you won't be able to change the past."

Peng Shuyi was startled.No matter how great the joy of reuniting with him was, it couldn't cover up the loss caused by his avoidance and cold treatment. If it wasn't for reason to force restraint and forbearance, Peng Shuyi would have gone crazy.

The past cannot be changed, but it is impossible not to pester him. What matters is the present and the future.

Peng Shuyi came back to his senses, neatly put fried egg flakes into a plate, then heated the pan, poured oil, and fried tomatoes.

"Chu Xu, do you hate me?" Peng Shuyi buried his head in waving the spatula, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, "You hate me because I abandoned you."

He self-consciously gave an affirmative answer to the question he raised, but in Xiufeng's opinion, the word hate is too heavy, maybe there was once, during the time when he just left, but many things happened later, every time Everything is like a boulder in his heart, and he can't bear any more hatred. At that time, if he still feels about his abandonment back then, he can only have a little resentment at most.

He lowered his eyes and thought, Peng Shuyi looked at him from the side, not knowing why, so he asked: "Do you know why I abandoned you back then?"

"I know." He raised his eyes to meet Peng Shuyi's gaze, and said coldly, "I know my father went to look for you."

Peng Shuyi was startled, then asked: "Then do you know what he told me?"

He replied decisively: "I know."

Peng Shuyi narrowed his eyes slightly to look at him, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he turned his head resentfully, and continued to stir the tomatoes in the pot.

Tomatoes that were cut into small granules were fried in a pan to make a sauce. It was bright red in color and sticky, like a pool of concentrated blood.

Through the bloody tomato, he recalled the scene of meeting Father Chu.In the class struggle in modern society, it is better to use swords and guns than to use knives and guns. Killing people is invisible, and they are weak, so they are doomed to endure it.

It was after meeting Wang Yang in the western restaurant. He needed time to calm down, so he treated Xi Feng coldly. He originally decided to contact him when he found a new job and get back together with him. At that time, Father Chu came look for him.

Father Chu has round head and big ears, thick brows and small eyes, and a belly as big as a basket. The beautiful and slender Xuanfeng has nothing like him, but he has the calm and prestige of a person in a high position, and he speaks softly and softly. The sentence hides the knife, and every word is bloody.

He was sitting opposite Chu's father, picked and inspected by his sharp eyes, his hands hanging on his legs were clenched into fists, his fingertips dug into the flesh of his palms, the pain in his body bound his trembling heart, and he could barely restrain himself Stay nervous and angry.

The place they are in is a coffee shop. The coffee shop is far away from the street, and there are few customers. The environment is quiet and elegant. When absolute power arrives, it is like an Asura hell, full of rotting corpses, blood and wailing.

Father Chu said: "The boss of the company you just found is my friend. Let's put it this way, I know all the bosses of all the big companies in City B."

Needless to say it was too clear, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, this was to cut off his life, he thought to himself, "Might is like a knife, but how can you do whatever you want?"

Before he could say what he wanted in his heart, Xuan Feng said with a smile: "Maybe you don't believe it!" He picked up his mobile phone and made a call. He spoke politely, but what he did was murder and robbery.

He couldn't help but believe that he had already been fired before he could join the job, and he had to believe that it was very difficult for him to have a bright future in City B.

"How could you do this?" He asked hissingly, "As a father, don't you think about your son? Do you have the heart to see him sad?"

"Because Chu Xu is my son!" Father Chu showed resentment at being accused, "and he is my only son. I have worked hard all my life, and only he will inherit it. No matter how the outside world judges, how tolerant others are, in Under the unapproved system, I can't take the risk of handing over the power of the company to him. In order not to destroy the family business, no matter what I do, I will not be lenient."

Father Chu sighed, and then said: "It is impossible for you not to know what kind of life Chu Xu lived. He has been pampered since he was a child, and he has never suffered. If he does not have the shelter of capital, you can estimate that he can persist." How long? How long will you struggle to restore his current standard of living?"

Before he could respond, Father Chu opened his plump lips with great effort, and continued, "Furthermore, you can't protect yourself, how can you protect him? When the weather is calm, love is a sip of ginseng soup. Here, love is a bowl of □□□. You can guarantee that you can withstand the baptism of reality, so what about him? A person like him, chasing love is nothing more than enjoying the joy and sorrow of illusion, how many real and cruel things can he bear? Ordeal? Can you guarantee that you won't torture each other until you end up falling apart and scarred?"

"Why wait until you hate each other before breaking up? Why don't you leave something beautiful to remember?" Chu's father comforted him deeply: "If you really love him, why don't you wait until you have the ability to control everything before coming back to him? If your love is strong enough, presumably he will wait until the day you come back."

His body trembled as if he had fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cave, thinking back to what Chu's father said.In that situation, it was difficult for him to tell the truth from what Father Chu said, but his analysis of Xuan Feng was exactly what he wanted.The so-called knowing son is like a father, and he is even less confident that Su Feng will survive the hardships with him without giving up.

No matter how many pros and cons, how many tricks and traps there are in Father Chu's words.His cognition of reality, and his understanding of Xuan Feng, did not allow him to be lucky, after all, he has no capital to try and make mistakes.

Just because he loves Xuanfeng, compared with Xuanfeng's love, he is more sober and deeper, destined to think more and think more long-term, he will not allow their love to make mistakes, mistakes to the point of irreparable.