Highly toxic

Geng Yan was furious immediately, he held Jiang Mu who was out of control, and growled, "Don't force me to do it!"

With his hands pressed above his head, Jiang Mu trembled like dead leaves in the cold wind, crying quite miserably.

Geng Yan was confused by Jiang Mu's appearance, and was also full of annoyance, and his good interest was wiped out.

The dazed Jiang Fei gradually escaped from the haze of the nightmare, and finally saw the face of the person on him clearly. For a moment, he seemed to see the savior, and the grievances came out again with tears.

"Yan... Brother Yan." Jiang Mu cried, "Brother Yan..."

Geng Yan's face was very ugly, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Mu was sobbing and didn't speak, his moist eyes kept looking at Geng Yan.

Geng Yan was even more disturbed by the sight. He turned over and was about to sit on the side of the bed, but Jiang Mu suddenly sat up and put his arms around his waist.

Jiang Mu buried his face in Geng Yan's chest and cried again.

Geng Yan looked down at the crying man in his arms, and said impatiently, "What's there to cry about, didn't I do nothing?"

Jiang Mu shook his head, trying to explain that he didn't cry because of Geng Yan, but he was sobbing so hard that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence, so he only tightened his arms and hugged Geng Yan's waist even tighter.

Geng Yan scratched his short hair, sighing in his heart that he just wanted to have sex, why is it so difficult.

How the hell is this going to be pornographic? It's clearly coaxing children.

"All right, all right, let me go down first." Saying that, Geng Yan broke Jiang Mu's arms around his waist, then sat on the bedside and put on his underwear.

It was only then that Jiang Mu realized that Geng Yan was naked, and quickly looked away. The next second, he realized that he was also naked, and quickly pulled the quilt to wrap himself.

Geng Yan, who was sitting by the bed, twisted his neck, and the evil fire on his body was gone. For a while, he wondered whether to flirt with Jiang Mu first, and then continue the game later.

Geng Yan turned around and looked at Jiang Mu who was sitting on the bed, his eyes were still wet, but he looked calmer.

"Are you sober?" Geng Yan asked.

Jiang Fei raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Wake up... wake up, but still... dizzy."

"Then you vomited all over me, you know?"

Jiang Mu showed a startled expression, and asked in a guilty whisper, "No... no way."

Geng Yan frowned, "Why not, you really are, you can't drink and drink so much, what can you do, I was really exhausted just now."

"Brother Yan asked me to drink, so I... I..."

"Oh, now it's me again."

"No...it's not." Jiang Mu said quickly, "I...I don't want to spoil Brother Yan's happiness, I think I...drink more, Brother Yan can...be happier."

Geng Yan looked at Jiang Mu's expression of worrying that he would be angry with him, he was cautious and pitiful, a little unhappy.

"He Qianyan, is he worthy of your liking?" Geng Yan blurted out.

Jiang Mu looked at Geng Yan blankly.

Geng Yan pinched his brows, and didn't bother to explain the third-party words he used just now, but said calmly, "Then can we still do it tonight?"

Jiang Mu knew what Geng Yan meant, and said with a completely natural expression, "I...I listened to Brother Yan."

"You really listen to me?"

Jiang Mu clenched his hand on the quilt tightly, and after a few seconds, his Adam's apple slipped and he said "hmm."

Only then did Geng Yan smile, and leaned over to kiss Jiang Mu Guangjie's forehead, and then said softly, "Just now you said you wanted to drink water, but you were thirsty, Brother Yan, I'll get you a glass of water."

Geng Yan's expression turned 360 degrees immediately.

Geng Yan is not usually considerate when dealing with the little lover who is about to be pampered.

Geng Yan got up and left the room, and brought a cup of hot tea over after a while.

Jiang Mu looked at the hot smoke from the mouth of the cup, and whispered, "Brother Yan, it's so...it seems hot..."

"What's hot, not hot not hot."

In his heart, he was only concerned about the little guy in front of him rushing to the street, so Geng Yan quickly took a big sip as a demonstration, but in the next second, all the hot tea in his mouth was sprayed on the lamp table beside the bed.

Jiang Mu burst out laughing, wanting to say a few words of distressed consolation, but he couldn't straighten up laughing for a while.

Geng Yan slapped his lips from the heat, and he recovered after a while, turning his head to look at Jiang Mu who kept giggling, and his mood improved unknowingly.

Wrapped in the quilt, Jiang Mu moved to the side of the bed, looking at the mess on the lamp cabinet, even the photo frame that had been placed next to the lamp was also covered with water.

Jiang Mu reached for the photo frame, and took two sheets of paper on the table to wipe the framed photo.

Geng Yan was a little unhappy again, "Why are you busy with this again at this time?"

Jiang Mu wiped it very carefully, and said softly, "Water will seep into the seams and get wet inside the photo. This photo has been around for many years, and it is easily damaged by a little moisture."

Seeing that Jiang Mu is so precious to this photo, Geng Yan subconsciously looked at it with his head hooked, and found that it was actually a family portrait, a young man and a woman, and the man was holding a boy who seemed to be only six or seven years old in his arms...

The boy was wearing a snow-white jacket, black leather shoes, and a light blue knitted scarf and hat with a small sika deer printed on it, smiling happily at the camera.

Time seemed to have stopped at this second, Geng Yan stared at the boy in the photo, his eyes gradually widened.

In an instant, a strong sense of familiarity almost broke through his spiritual cap.

Jiang Mu didn't notice Geng Yan's strangeness, and was just about to put the dried photo frame back on the table when Geng Yan snatched it away.

Geng Yan looked at the photo, then suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang, his gradually disintegrated face seemed to discover some shocking truth.

Jiang Mu looked at the nervous Geng Yan, and said uneasy, "What... what's wrong, Brother Yan?"

"This... who is this?" As soon as the words came out, Geng Yan realized that his voice was trembling, "Who is the person in this photo?"

Jiang Mu was unclear about Geng Yan's abnormal behavior, but he still said truthfully, "The above are my parents, but...but they are long gone."

"The boy in the photo..." Geng Yan stared at Jiang Mu, his voice was a little weak, "Is...it's you?"

Jiang Mu nodded.

Geng Yan felt as if his acupuncture point had been tapped for a moment, and he froze in place. He looked at the man in front of him, and his brain buzzed.

"Little... small glutinous rice balls?" Geng Yan's dry voice seemed to come out from between his lips, "When you were young, you were... called this?"

Jiang Mu was stunned, tilted his head and looked confused, "How did Brother Yan know?"

Geng Yan stood up abruptly from the bed, and looked at Jiang Mu even more shocked.

That boy back then...

It was him!

Geng Yan never thought that the boy who gave him hope of survival in his despair would appear in front of him so unexpectedly 15 years later.

His name is Jiang Mu.

He is the lover of his twin brother.

It was the man whom he regarded as prey at this moment.

No.

He is the only warmth in the world that he has encountered in the past ten years since he was abandoned. What he gives himself is not only the hope of living, but also an understanding of the world.

"Brother Yan..." Jiang Mu saw that Geng Yan was stunned like a demon, motionless, looking at himself without blinking, with tears in his eyes, like crying and laughing.

Jiang Mu waved his hand in front of Geng Yan's eyes, and said again, "Brother Yan...don't scare me."

Tears blurred Geng Yan's vision, and the figure in front of him slowly overlapped with the small figure 15 years ago following memory.

The cold winter, the sky is white. ． ． ．

At that time, Geng Yan, who had just escaped from the villa of a wealthy businessman who bought himself, ran along a road for more than ten minutes with bare feet, and finally arrived near the small hotel where his mother had taken him to stay.

At that time, Geng Yan firmly believed that his mother would definitely come back to pick him up.

Geng Yan found two pieces of cloth from the trash can and wrapped them around his feet to make shoes. At night, he squatted in the big trash can in the alley next to the hotel. There was a quilt thrown away by someone in it, which was enough for him to barely resist the cold at night.

After spending two days suffering from hunger and cold, a boy who lived in the hotel opposite the small hotel found him. He lived with his parents on the fourth floor of the hotel. When he opened the window, he could see Geng Yan squatting next to the trash can in the alley opposite.

Geng Yan also found him.

On a certain afternoon, Geng Yan, who was shivering and squatting by the wall wrapped in a ragged cotton padded jacket that someone had thrown away, looked up and saw a boy lying on the window looking at him on the fourth floor of the hotel across the road.

The distance was far away, and Geng Yan couldn't see the boy's expression clearly. He only knew that the boy was wearing a white jacket and seemed younger than himself.

Half an hour later, the boy appeared in front of Geng Yan. He was short, wearing a light blue knitted scarf and hat, and looked about five or six years old.

The boy was standing three meters away from Geng Yan, poking his head out and carefully looking at Geng Yan.

Geng Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at, the boy's bright and clean clothes formed a strong contrast with the unkempt him at the moment.

Geng Yan grabbed the stone on the side, pretending to throw it at the boy, the boy was startled, and immediately turned around like a rabbit, and ran back to the hotel across the street.

In the evening, the boy appeared again, this time standing farther away from Geng Yan, and whispered, "Did your parents not want you?"

These words irritated Geng Yan, he grabbed the rock again and pretended to hit the boy. Although the boy was startled, he didn't run away this time, only took two steps back subconsciously.

The boy took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and threw it in front of the boy, saying again, "This is delicious."

Geng Yan stared at the boy and said coldly, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

The boy was startled, turned around and ran away quickly in the next second.

After the boy left, Geng Yan quickly picked up the piece of chocolate, peeled off the wrapping paper, and swallowed it all in two or three bites.

The next morning, Geng Yan discovered that the boy was looking at him from the window on the fourth floor of the opposite hotel.

Half an hour later, the boy came again.

The boy threw a pair of small cotton shoes to Geng Yan, turned and ran away before Geng Yan could speak.

Geng Yan picked up the small cotton shoes and tried hard to put them on his feet, but his swollen feet couldn't fit into the shoes which were already one size smaller than his feet.

Geng Yan was a little discouraged, and after a while he looked up again at the opposite hotel, and found the boy lying on the window, waving towards him.

Geng Yan stood up, and under the beckoning of the boy, he went downstairs to the opposite hotel by accident, and stood directly under the window where the boy was.

Before Geng Yan could figure out what was going on, a soft quilt suddenly fell from the sky, suffocating him.

Geng Yan tore off the quilt on his body, looked up, happened to see something falling down again, and hurriedly dodged aside.

With a bang, a large box of biscuits hit the ground, and a lot of crumbs burst out from the corner of the broken box.

Geng Yan was still in shock, and then there was another loud noise. An iron box fell on the ground next to him. The lid of the box was blown off the moment it hit the ground, and the chocolate pieces inside were scattered all over the ground.

Geng Yan was very frightened, if this blow happened to hit him on the head, he would either die or be disabled.

Geng Yan stepped back quickly, then looked up at the window on the fourth floor, and then saw the boy struggling to throw a large thermos bottle.

"Stop!!" Geng Yan yelled at the boy above, "Is there something wrong with you? Why are you throwing the water bottle down? Are you going to smash me to death?"

The boy blinked, put down the big water bottle in his hand, and felt aggrieved facing Geng Yan's roar, "I...I think you want to drink water..."

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