[Comprehensive] The main black basket is twisted

It was a dream, the room was slightly brightened by the neon light from the outside, just enough to allow the naked eye to see the scene inside.

The blond boy curled up on the sofa, sweating a little, his expression changing, but still unable to make people guess the content of the dream.

Only he himself knows it.

The girl's slender limbs, fair skin, moist black hair, and delicate touch.

There was also him in the dream, and these were all from his personal contact and feeling, touching and kissing, that person didn't even refuse, and he felt a burst of joy when he was accepted.

After a long while, he seemed to wake up suddenly from that dream, and opened his eyes slightly. The room was still so dark, so it was just a dream.

He stretched out his hand to look, then closed his eyes.

What the hell is he thinking...

Frustrated, he hugged the quilt and buried his face in the humming self-disgust, then let go, and sat up.

There seemed to be some sound in the room. It was weak at first, but his current senses seemed to be amplified to the extreme, so he was keen to capture it.

He lifted the quilt and stepped on the floor barefoot.

Dong Benxinhe also had a dream, the dream was very quiet but very real.

In the dream, there was a person she was extremely familiar with, with an extremely familiar back, and an extremely familiar face.

A woman sits in a rocking chair, staring at the afterglow outside the window.

The woman didn't turn her head to look at her, but she could see from the profile that she was thin and her pale yellow complexion was caused by long-term mental torture.

The scene was quiet, but the woman suddenly turned her head as if she heard some business, with undisguised disgust and fear in her eyes.

It turned out that it wasn't quiet, but she couldn't hear it.

The other party's mouth moved quickly, but she couldn't hear anything, she could only feel the other party's strong sense of disgust and the pain hidden in his expression.

The strange thing is that she seems to be in more pain, feeling sad and cold for no reason.

The picture changed, and it turned into a funeral. The photo on the funeral hall was a young and handsome man, but it made her feel strange. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the familiar man who was always hiding her disgust, which reassured her. However, that person's face was full of sadness at this time.

Because the other party didn't look at her.

Not even the disgust is left, and the other party doesn't even want to leave it to her.

She was left behind by a man who hated her but never beat or scolded her, just ignored her.

Don't eat if you don't eat, don't go out if you don't go out, and cry if you cry.

But in the end, even these were not left behind, they were completely abandoned.

The walls and floors of the orphanage are cold, and the confinement room is even worse. The concrete floor has no decoration, and the walls are also made of cement.

Fighting, teasing the teacher, or getting mad at Mrs. Yamada, who was in charge of distributing food and chores, ended up like this.

The inside of this orphanage is as dilapidated as it looks on the outside. The teacher, the director, and Mrs. Yamada are the three people in total.

There are not as many children as in other places, maybe that's why she was sent here with peace of mind, as long as a little money is enough, no one checks whether the children here are really orphans.

There has never been a lot of bullying for no reason, but that doesn't mean she won't fight back after the real experience.

It wasn't the first time that she was locked up with the boy sitting far away in the corner and on the other side of the room in this room where there was hardly any light.

Her wrist was still swollen, but his face wasn't much better either.

It doesn't make sense not to never ask why the other person is doing this, just like she never tries to hide that she is a monster.

Whether you cover it up or not, you will be hated, so why cover it up.

The lying child actually met the ugly monster.

She's not going to save him, but if it's a monster, so is she, let's die together, monster and monster.

The children who came after her.

The monster's teasing, blood, like a mouth that could swallow her whole.

"Idiot! Run!"

Why?Why did you drag her to escape together?In their eyes, isn't she no different from these ghosts?

"Don't be kidding! You are human! I can see it too! You are not the only one who can! I can see it too! It's just that I never dare to say it, idiot! I envy you for daring to say it directly!!!"

"You run away! I can't escape! Then one of them survives! If you see my friends! Tell them! I'm sorry! I'm a freak too! But I love this world deeply! I am Freaks! Not monsters!"

The monster seemed to be teasing them on purpose. It was not in a hurry to catch up with them, but approached them at a slow speed, as if torturing them.

She couldn't move in a daze, the boy's ankle was already swollen, and the flimsy shoes didn't follow her feet, and now they looked even more ugly.

"I'm even more sorry that I failed to fulfill the agreement with Xiaomao. We agreed that the dream must be fulfilled together. So...so..."

So she could no longer hear what was said later. The ugly ghost opened its wide mouth full of sharp teeth and swallowed him whole, making a crunching sound.

He didn't even have time to scream.

Only now did she feel a deep sense of fear.

"Higashimoto-chan, Higashimoto-chan, Higashimoto...wake up, wake up!" Kise Ryota started to pat her face, he turned on the light, her face was full of fear, and she couldn't wake up .

Dong Benxin opened his eyes suddenly, and closed them reflexively.

dazzling.

Her brain throbbed, and after she closed her eyes, those scenes reappeared, and they filled her mind all at once. The images flashed by extremely fast, like fast-forwarding a video disc, which made her dizzy for a moment.

Finally he forced himself to open his eyes.

Kise Ryota was sitting on the edge of the bed, with worry on his face that couldn't be concealed.

"Are you all right? Dongben-chan?" His own dream had long been thrown aside, and now he was just glad that he woke up because of that dream and heard the slight voice in the room.

The voice lasted for a while before he dared to open the door and come in, but when he came in, he found Dong Benxinhe who couldn't be woken up no matter what.

For the first time, he knew that it was so difficult to wake up from a nightmare, and it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to wake him up.

"It's okay." Dong Ben Xinhe calmed down a little, and opened his eyes after adapting to the light, but his face was a little paler than usual.

She was wearing a clean, loose shirt, so her already slender bones were accentuated.

"Come with me... talk." Dong Benxin and Ban leaned against the head of the bed, her heart was very complicated, that dream was too real, she seemed to have an irrepressible sense of loneliness in her heart.

"Okay." Kise Ryota became at a loss for the first time, not knowing what to talk about.

So there was a sudden silence between the two, Dong Benxin and half-closed eyes leaned on the bed, while Kise Ryota sat on the edge of the bed at a loss.

"You, are you still the same? Love letters or something." Dong Benxinhe first looked for a topic, and the first thing that came to mind was the scene of the first encounter, so he asked this.

"Hi... Although it's troublesome, it's still the same." Kise Ryota touched his nose with some guilt, and the other party asked him such a question, which made him feel as inexplicably guilty as if he had done something wrong.

"Why, don't you try dating one of them?" Dong Benxinhe just continued the topic, so maybe there would be no female grievances, and he would no longer be troubled.

Huang Lailiang was too startled.

yeah, why?External conditions?

No, there are never many beautiful suitors.

His suitors seem to have always existed, because of his face, or something.

There are even girls who just want to sleep with him.

But he never accepted it.

why?

He doesn't know too well, it seems that he didn't think about these things after he got in touch with basketball in the second year, and he also had troubles, troubles with interpersonal relationships, troubles with those ridiculous reasons for those who like him, and serious back injuries of boring people .

But he remembered the dream just now, so he raised his head to look at Dong Benxinhe. She opened her eyes and just looked at him like that. There was nothing superfluous in her expression, but her eyes were still unstable, like a nightmare Unsteady, pale skin, black hair draped over his shoulders, looking frailer than usual.

No, it's not that I haven't thought about it again, or what was that just now?

This question made him seem to be in a mess of thoughts, so he could only say "I don't know."

"You, do you hate me?" Dong Benxin's voice came again, her eyes were illuminated by the light, and her black pupils looked very bright.

She stared into his eyes, and he didn't look away.

"I don't hate it." He heard his voice in a trance. He didn't think about her intentions, but he was very sincere.

The hand is covered with something slightly cooler, and the touch is familiar.

"So?" Her eyes didn't move away, she continued to stare at him like that, as if she was trying to prove something.

"I don't hate it." This time he answered faster than last time, his throat was a little tight.

This time, his gaze didn't move away, but she temporarily wandered because of moving her body, and then something stuck to his lips.

Cold, soft, and gone with just a light touch.

But the sound in his chest was too loud for him to ignore.

"What about this? Do you hate it?" She stared at him, pursed her lips unconsciously, as if nervous, and there was a sense of loneliness in her eyes that he couldn't read.

"I don't hate it." This was the last sentence he heard himself say, and then he took the initiative to post it. She didn't resist, and her hand was still covering his own. He held her back in his hand, and the other hand hugged her head.

Cold lips, straight teeth, tongue.

Her mouth was small, and when he pried open her teeth and stuck his tongue in, he felt that the corners of her mouth seemed to be stretched to the maximum.

Touching from the head down, feel the other person's body slowly relax from stiffness.

There was never a struggle.

It took a while for the kiss to end. Her eyes were closed this time, and they opened again after he left. Her lips were not as before, they were already bloody, and of course it could be said to be red and swollen.

He was a little jerky when he first started groping, but of course he was also nervous.

"Can I...can continue?" He didn't know how others deal with this situation, he just looked at her fixedly and asked.

until she nods.

Covering her lips again, this time he was not in a hurry to send himself into her mouth, he seemed to feel that it made her uncomfortable just now, so he changed to sucking her lips, the action was gentler than before.

Gently coaxing her to stick out her tongue, and then he treated her as if he had just sucked her lips, this time she took the initiative to come to his territory.

The hand went all the way down, from the waist to the back, and the shirt was his. At this moment, this recognition made him feel a different kind of joy.

She twisted a little, this touch made her feel strange, and at the same time, the part of the shirt that was lifted began to condense fine particles due to the temperature difference.

From the back to the abdomen, he unbuttoned the shirt from the inside. He lowered his eyes and looked at the white skin exposed from the front of the shirt, his breath was unstable.

One, two...

He continued to finish what he hadn't finished just now, and she was gently placed on the bed to lie down. She just looked at him like that, even if she didn't have any expression, it made him feel that his feelings were getting softer and softer.

He also took off his shirt, revealing a strong chest without a trace of fat.

As if on purpose, he kissed her on the lips, and then left, propping his arms and knees on the bed to prevent himself from pressing on her.

"Hate it when I do this?" He laughed, a smile that was more genuine than usual.

"it's OK."

"How about this?" He put his hand on her chest. Because he played ball all the year round, his palm was not too small, his fingers were slender, and his palm was rough and callused.

"it's OK."

Pulling the cloth down revealed pink dots, so small that the tip of his tongue could cover them.

This time he didn't ask the other party if he liked it or not.

It felt better than in the dream, the contact without barriers, his hands could not be restrained from walking on her body.

Except for a little bit of difficulty in a certain link, her expression was very painful, but she didn't say a word.

He felt distressed for no reason, stopped several times, and finally was completely wrapped up.

It was the first time I experienced that feeling.

wonderful.

But the blood that stained the bed sheet made him not move in the end, and because of the satisfaction in his heart, he settled down hastily.

"Go to sleep, I'm here, there won't be any more nightmares." Before going to sleep, he kissed her forehead intimately, extremely satisfied.

The difference in height allowed him to turn his body sideways to completely protect her in front of him. Turning off the last light by the bed, he really had no dreams all night.

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