mentally and physically

Wang Yang was originally a little angry because of his burning desire, but when he thought of this, his heart softened.

He patted Xuanfeng's head, and then patted his back, as if he was patting an ignorant child to sleep.And Xuan Feng tilted his head and nestled obediently in his arms, closed his eyes, breathed lightly, and didn't know if he was dreaming or waking up.He hoped that Xuanfeng was awake, because he wanted to talk to him.

He gently embraced the wind, and said melodiously: "Guoguo, I had a wet dream for the first time when I was 14 years old. It was you in my dream. On the first day of the wet dream, Zuo Feng and I secretly had a wet dream at their house. I watched a small movie with blowjob, and dreamed at night, and dreamed that you were giving me blowjob."

"You knelt on the ground, lowered your head, and held mine. I didn't know it was you. I patted your head and asked you to raise your head. When you raised your head, your mouth was still saliva, your face was flushed, and you smiled. His eyebrows and eyes are curved."

"I saw that it was you who gave me the mouth. I was so happy, I ejaculated a lot when I was excited, and when I woke up, my body was completely weak."

"Every time I have a wet dream, it is you, because it is the first time, so I remember it very clearly."

"During that time, I had very frequent nocturnal emissions. Every time I had a nocturnal emission, I was very comfortable when I was dreaming, but when I woke up, I felt very uncomfortable. In addition to physical discomfort, there was also my heart. Because when I woke up, you were not by my side. .”

"I was afraid that this feeling of loss would become more and more intense and would become uncontrollable, so I wanted to reduce the number of wet dreams, so I stopped watching small movies or other pornography. The number of wet dreams has decreased, but you have taken root in my heart .I think about you a lot, but I'm not sure I like you."

"When I was sure that I liked you, it was a year later when the junior high school entrance examination was over. I came out of the examination room and looked back at our school, thinking that I would not be able to be in the same school as you soon, and my heart was extremely sad. sad."

"I don't want to be separated from you, even if it's just not in the same school, even if I can still visit you every weekend, even if we live in the same community, we can always meet."

"I like you and want to be with you, not just for fun, but forever and ever. In order to be with you, I made a detailed plan, accurate to each age group, every year, Every step, every goal."

"Do you still remember the little brother of Zhou Bingchang's family? He is a few years older than us. When I was fifteen, he was twenty. When he was 20 years old, he made a boyfriend in college and was discovered by Zhou Bingchang."

"Zhou Bingchang persuaded them to break up, but they didn't. Zhou Bingchang used his social connections to beat his boyfriend into a cripple, send him to prison, send him abroad, and rape him. What happened to him was much worse than what you later encountered. .”

"But if the two of us are together, it will be more difficult than them, because our two families will strongly oppose it, so I made that plan."

"Because I want to be with you, I have to follow the plan. I have been waiting, waiting for you to grow up, waiting for you to know what love is, waiting for you to say you love me..."

"Guoguo, do you love me?" Wang Yang held Xuanfeng's head, moved away from his body, and looked at his face with the faint light of the roof lighting.His eyes were closed, his lips were tightly pressed, and his expression was stiff, as if he was asleep.Wang Rang wanted to say something more, so he began to sob and cry.

……

"Xu Feng, you don't love me, you just rely on me, right?" Wang Yang stared at Xuan Feng below him, who was sobbing with his mouth slightly open, with red eyes and tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.When this appearance appeared at such a time, it was most ecstasy, but Wang Yang felt annoyed.

Why doesn't he answer?

Wang Rang wanted to punish him severely, so he grabbed his crotch and threw it heavily towards himself.

……

"Guoguo, you are the fruit of love, but do you believe in love?"

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Xi Feng was not sure whether he was too sad or too happy to cry, but when he was fucked by Wang Yang, he was so excited that he couldn't bear it, and he cried hoarsely , and finally passed out.The overwhelming darkness engulfed him, but his ears were filled with Wang Ran's voice.

"Do you love me?"

"You do not love me."

……

The alarm clock at eight o'clock rang, and when he woke up again from the repeated nightmare, he was sweating profusely with fright, and his mood could not be calmed down for a long time. It was because the dream he had this time was different from the previous ones.

This time when he was firmly imprisoned by the big hands in the darkness, the brightly lit door opened just a short distance away from him, and there was no one outside the door.No one, no one came to rescue him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the imprisonment, couldn't get close to that door, couldn't go through that door to the bright world outside.

Inside the door, in the dark, he struggled, roared and cried for a long time...until the alarm clock woke him up.

When he woke up sweating profusely, he stared at the ceiling of his house for a long time, but he couldn't calm down as usual. He didn't breathe out until he turned his head and saw Wang Ran lying beside him.

When he calmed down and turned off the alarm clock, he found himself back in the apartment.He passed out the night before, so naturally he didn't know how he came back, how he lay on the bed after he came back, put on his nightgown, and Wang Yang turned his back to him, he had never done this before.

Naturally, he wouldn't naively think that what happened the night before could be regarded as nothing happened, and everything was still the same as before. It's not like he didn't know how angry Wang Yang was with him for being silent.

Wang Yang was so angry that he almost wanted to kill him. Under his raging rage, several times he felt that he was about to die in his penis. The deep sea is topped with happy waves, just like a small wooden boat floating on the rough and vast sea, which has been smashed into pieces of wood by the huge waves rolled up by the strong wind.

In fact, he can understand Wang Yang's mood.In Wang Rang's confession, there is the throbbing of a young boy who is in love with love, and the unswerving affection has been settled over time. It is not impossible for him to understand. At the end of his confession, he cried sadly.

Because he was crying, he could no longer pretend to be asleep and avoid answering, but he couldn't answer, and Wang Yang's question was quietly buried in his heart.His heart did not give an answer, what can his mouth answer to express his heart?What can you answer without regret?Can the status quo be maintained?

When it came to the hour, the alarm clock would give a reminder, the metal collided, and the light and crisp click told Xuanfeng that it was nine o'clock, but he couldn't sleep.

The window of the bedroom was only drawn with a white gauze curtain, which was added by Wang Yang's request.When the renovation of the apartment was about to be completed, the decoration company asked them to choose the style of curtains. Xuan Feng chose a curtain with a thick blackout fabric, but Wang Yang felt that it was too dark to let in a little light, so he asked the decoration company to choose the curtain style. On the basis of Xuanfeng's choice, add a layer of gauze curtain.

It's not that Xuanfeng doesn't know that Wang Rang dotes on him and is obedient to him, but even though Wang Rang dotes on him, he also has his own needs.

For Wang Yang’s decision to add gauze curtains, Xuan Feng felt indifferent at first. After the gauze curtains were hung up, the two of them lived in the apartment. After coming out, Xuanfeng felt that this request was quite good.

Before the establishment of CW, when Xuanfeng's nightmares were still seriously bothering him, his sleep quality was particularly poor. He often woke up in the middle of the night and had to catch up on sleep during the day.

On a clear day, the sun is shining brightly. If the curtains are not drawn, he can’t sleep. When the blackout curtains are drawn, it’s too dark. He has nightmares, and it’s just right to draw a layer of sheer curtains.Only in the room where the soft sunlight poured in from the gauze curtains could he sleep peacefully.

The sunlight used to make Xuan Feng sleep peacefully, but when he couldn't fall asleep anyway, he felt a suffocating silence in the too soft sunlight.It was so quiet that one could hear Wang Yang's unsteadiness from his slight breathing.

Xuan Feng was lying on his side, looking at Wang Rang who was tightly wrapped by the air conditioner on the other side of the bed, only the back of his head was exposed, thinking, is he still asleep or awake?If awake, what is he thinking?Still angry?

In fact, Xuanfeng really wants to get up, get up, go out, go to the living room, go to the kitchen, go anywhere, go to have breakfast, do housework, do whatever you want, just don’t stay in the bedroom and lie with your eyes open, but he can’t get up, his legs After the fierce battle the night before, I was sore and weak, I couldn't close up, and I couldn't stand up.

Wang Yang didn't sleep, he hasn't slept since the night before, with his eyes open from the dark midnight to the dark dawn, and then from the dark dawn to the bright dawn, until eight o'clock in the morning when the sun was high, watching The wind changed from a blurred shadow to a pitch-black outline, and from the pitch-black outline to a little bit from blur to clarity.

The long night is long, the road of heart is rough, and it is only a short eight hours to measure a person's life.Wang Yang really wanted to know what kind of impact these eight hours would have on his future life?Because he couldn't predict it.

He can predict many things, the development of the company, the stock market, the direction of the market, and even the choice of people's hearts, but he cannot predict his own love life.

He couldn't predict what his life would be like if Xuanfeng left him.

The sunlight outside the window gradually cleared up, and the eyebrows of Xuan Feng gradually became clear in Wang Yang's eyes.In Wang Yang's eyes, Xuan Feng was sleeping restlessly, his brows were frowned into a pimple, the pimple was drooping and pressing on the eyelids, the eyelids were trembling slightly, his cheeks were tense, with slight convulsions from time to time, his lips were tightly pursed, and even made a creaking sound. The creaking sound of grinding teeth, this is being disturbed by nightmares.

Xi Feng has nightmares every night, and this situation started four years ago.He had the first nightmare four years ago, and Wang Yang was by his side.At that time, he fell asleep for less than 10 minutes. His parents were sitting by the bed, and Wang Yang was standing at the end of the bed. Just after telling his parents what had happened, Chu's father was sighing, and Chu's mother was sobbing with her head down, muttering that it was all Peng Peng's fault. Shuyi... how so.

On the bed, he suddenly struggled and twisted, his face turned black and blue, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, his lips were murmured, and he buzzed: "Brother Rang, save me, Brother Rang, save me..." He stretched out the quilt and scratched in mid-air, looking terrified.

His parents Xian Wangran, who were right next to his bed, leaned towards him, grabbed his hand each, and comforted him softly, "Mom is here!" "Daddy is here!" "Your mother is here!" Do not be afraid!"

With his parents by his side, it seems a bit redundant to have a relationship with Wang Yang who has not surpassed such a relationship as a friend or a playmate.Wang Yang walked to the other side of the bed, didn't come any closer, and looked at him worriedly from half the bed away.

He didn't get comfort from his parents, he was still buzzing and calling Wang Rang to save him, his hands were free from his parents' grasp, he was still scratching in the air, thinking of them as part of a nightmare, twisting his body to avoid them .

"It seems that only I can comfort him!" Wang Rang thought, "Then there is nothing to worry about." He lay on the bed, approached him, grabbed his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Chu Xu! I It's Wang Yang, I'm here, don't be afraid..."

He didn't break away from Wang Rang's hand, but held it tightly and put it into his arms. Hearing Wang Rang's voice, he stopped talking in his sleep and slept a little more peacefully.

Seeing this, his parents realized that only Wang Yang could comfort him.Chu's mother only wanted him to be comforted, and she was happy but not worried about it. She stayed with Wang Yang and thanked him several times.Although Chu's father also kept Wang Rang, his face was not very good-since he found out about his precious son's sexual orientation, he began to fight against everything.

Wang Yang stayed, staying in the same bedroom and lying on the same bed with him.When his parents left, there were only the two of them in the bedroom, and the night was silent, Wang Yang was distracted from his worries.

At that time, only in that situation, Wang Yang was qualified to stay by his side.Wang Yang thought selfishly, this is not a kind of happiness.

With no one around, Wang Rang placed a kiss on his soft cheek.It was just a brief skin contact, and thick happiness filled Wang Yang's chest, like the golden moonlight pouring into the bedroom from the huge French window, it was so full that it was about to break through the shackles, and overflowed with a splash.

Wang Ran's kiss was deep but cautious, leaving a slight red mark on his cheek, which was covered with a thin layer of saliva.The saliva dried up quickly, the red marks disappeared quickly, no one was around, and he fell asleep, suffering from nightmares, frowning and pursing his lips, sleeping restlessly, but he didn't realize that Wang Yang kissed him.No one knew that he kissed him, no one knew what he was thinking, his happiness was lonely.

His grief should also be lonely.

For four years, Xuanfeng's nightmare has never stopped. Although he still woke up in the middle of the night, it is much better than before.Wang Yang didn't know if the nightmares he had every night were the same, and what they were like, and he couldn't understand his fear in the nightmares, but he knew what he wanted.