Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

It is of course necessary to settle accounts with Jia Yuguo, but the question now is—how should I explain it to the people next to me?

Fu Lin smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, who recommended this cheating thing, please deliberately punish me..."

Barely holding back the words, he couldn't continue.

The people next to him didn't respond, and the air in the room seemed to have stopped flowing, solidified like a bucket of paste.

Fu Lin couldn't help but glance back, just in time to meet Wen Jingyao's gaze.The eyes that are still clear in the dark seem to be a little probing.

At this glance, Fu Lin's heart almost burst.Obviously it was the man on TV who was naked, but he felt that he was the one without clothes, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground and get in immediately.

Fortunately, Wen Jingyao's gaze quickly moved away and returned to the screen.

The two men fell in love deeply, gradually heated up, tugged and tugged, transferred the battlefield from the door to the bed, and continued to roll...

Wen Jingyao stared at everything in front of him, without any expression of surprise or doubt on his face, and did not intend to press the pause button with the remote control, as if what he was watching was not a gay sex scene, but a serious news broadcast at [-] o'clock every night .

But Fu Lin couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and walked towards the kitchen, completely unaware of what he was talking about: "You must be hungry... I'll go and warm up the crispy salted chicken for you... ..."

Wen Jingyao who didn't want to eat: "..."

The bed scenes in literary films are actually beautifully shot, without too explicit images, and only use some well-timed half-covered shots to show the suppressed affection of the protagonists.

In the dark room, a ray of moonlight shone on the big bed through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the male second's body extremely white.

The male second's face... the upper part is a bit like Fu Lin.Wen Jingyao thought, but Fu Lin's eyes look better, and his eyes are more gentle.

He began to unconsciously recall the scene he saw in the bathroom. At that time, he didn't see it very clearly. He only remembered that Fu Lin's skin was also so white, as if there was a faint light...

Just when he seemed to be concentrating on his thoughts but was wandering wildly, Fu Lin came out of the kitchen and handed him a bowl of crispy salted chicken.

Wen Jingyao took it unconsciously and stuffed it into his mouth mechanically.

One doesn't know why he wants to make it, and the other doesn't know why he wants to eat it...

The male lead and the second male indulged overnight.The next morning, when the hero woke up from a hangover headache, the people around him were gone.

Before the male protagonist fell asleep last night, he was immersed in a great sense of satisfaction. At the same time, he was still thinking vaguely that after waking up, he must explain to the second male lead and confess his love to him seriously... But when he woke up, The pillows and quilts around me were cold, there was no farewell letter on the table, no messages on the phone, only a painting beside the pillow.

The male second said before that he couldn't grasp Shen Yun well and couldn't draw people, so he only painted portraits once as an adult.Now the male lead finally understands that what the second male said is true, and now he has seen the painting with his own eyes - right next to his pillow.

The person in the painting is not what he thought, his ex-girlfriend.

"It's much uglier than me in real life..."

The male protagonist stared at the painting seriously, laughed and shed tears at the same time.

Because that not-so-good portrait was his face.

Fu Lin stood on the edge of the sofa and looked at it for a while, then sat down next to Wen Jingyao again.

The movie comes to an end.Echoing with the title of the film, the background music is still Chopin's Nocturne in E flat major, and the location is still spring when petals are flying in the sky.The male protagonist stands under the cherry blossom tree where he met that year, thinking about every bit of their past.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, the hero felt a little cold, so he rolled up the collar of his coat and planned to leave.

In the place where the male second was sketching, now there are a group of people chatting lively.The male lead finally looked back at that position, reluctantly.

what……

Is he wrong?Is it because he misses him too much...has hallucinations?

Under the cherry blossom tree, the male second was also standing there, wearing glasses and holding a drawing board, looking back at him.

The eyes of the two met, and surprise and longing were read from each other's eyes.The male protagonist's hand trembled, and he clenched into a fist by his side.

This is really not a hallucination, not a dream, he finally saw that person again, at this time, here.

The hero runs towards his beloved...

This time, he won't let him go again.

End.

After all the subtitles were played at the end of the film, the whole screen went black, and no one pressed the remote control.

The room just returned to silence, and the awkward atmosphere began to spread again.

Wen Jingyao put the last piece of crispy salted chicken into his mouth, and suddenly felt his stomach was full.

"This movie...isn't that weird, right?"

"……Um."

"It's quite touching..."

"……Um."

"Lover will eventually get married, hehe..."

"……Um."

Fu Lin had nothing to say, just to give himself a step down, but Wen Jingyao's mind was not here at all, and he only answered a few perfunctory "um".In the beginning, they didn't turn on the lights in order to make watching movies more like a movie theater. At that time, Fu Lin had just taken a shower, and the sweet aroma of shampoo left in his hair kept drilling into his nose...

Later, Fu Lin went to the kitchen and turned on all the lights in the living room.Under the bright light, you can see more clearly his soft and docile hair and the open neckline of his pajamas, his bare-exposed skin is slightly pink, even his cheeks are...

Wen Jingyao really wanted to touch his face.

Fu Lin stood up abruptly at this moment: "I'm going to wash the dishes!"

Wen Jingyao: "..."

The hand that hadn't been stretched out naturally lost its target.

Probably because of watching this movie, Wen Jingyao had an incredible dream at night.

In the dream, he seemed to be in a dry desert, his whole body felt as if he was being burned by fire, and he was eager to find a way to cool himself down.

At this time, a person appeared in front of his eyes.

The man took his hand lightly and reassuringly.The palm is slightly cool, with an extremely comfortable and attractive temperature.Wen Jingyao eagerly pulled people into his arms, and pulled away the thin clothes on each other.

A large expanse of fair skin came into view, and the lips touched the cool skin, arousing more desires.

He wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to hold him all the time.

The other party not only let him manipulate very obediently, but also stretched out his arms to hug his shoulder actively.

Between the rain and the clouds, it seemed that he heard the person in his arms calling his name.

Wen Jingyao raised his head and stared into the other person's eyes.The tenderness he is most familiar with is hidden in those bright pupils that can suck him in...

"Linlin."

The spring dream woke up and the sky was bright.

"..."

Wen Jingyao dealt with his personal problems well, shut himself in the room and thought for a long time.

long long long long long...

He tried to use theory to analyze the reason, but finally found that the knowledge stored in his brain seemed to have nothing to do with this problem.The only thing that is certain is that in the past, I always wanted to touch Fu Lin's hands and pinch his face. In the final analysis, it was because... I had that desire.

Today is Sunday, and Wu Zhuofan is coming for dinner.It wasn't until noon that all the guests came in that Wen Jingyao came out of the room. As soon as he went out, he heard Wu Zhuofan saying to Fu Lin: "It's so strange that Mr. Wen can sleep so late."

"Probably because I watched TV too late yesterday..."

"What are you looking at, so excited?"

"...It's nothing." Fu Lin really had no face to continue this topic.

Wen Jingyao went to wash in a daze, forgot to squeeze the toothpaste and stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth, holding a hand towel and smeared it on his face.

The meal at noon was boring, and he didn't listen to a word of the chat between Wu Zhuofan and Fu Lin.He just ate his head, not knowing what he was swallowing, and almost got stuck in a fishbone, so he had to give up eating fish.

Taking advantage of Fu Lin's time to wash the dishes, Wu Zhuofan walked up to Wen Jingyao curiously, looked left and right: "Mr. Wen, are your parts rusted? Take them out quickly and I'll add some oil for you..."

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture to lift his head.

Wen Jingyao finally reacted, slapped his hand away, and rolled his eyes.

"So it's still working, haha, I thought you were going to be scrapped." Wu Zhuofan laughed, "What's wrong with you today? I've been absent-minded, I don't know, I thought you were broken in love."

Wen Jingyao remained silent.

Seeing that his expression suddenly became serious, Wu Zhuofan asked anxiously, "Hey... don't tell me you're really broken in love?"

Wen Jingyao thought, of course this is not a broken relationship, it is far more serious than a broken relationship.

"Wu Zhuofan."

"Speaking?"

"If it's for a person..." He paused, and changed to a more direct wording, "I always want to kiss him and touch him, what's the matter?"

"Ah, kiss? Touch?" Wu Zhuofan pondered these two verbs for a while, and could only come to one conclusion, "...do you want to fuck her?"

Wen Jingyao: "..."

"No, wait a minute, Mr. Wen, first tell me who you're looking for!?" Wu Zhuofan realized what terrifying words Wen Jingyao said to him, "Could it be that our trainee magician has finally enlightened!"

"What is an apprentice magician?"

"..." Wu Zhuofan immediately ignored the question and continued to explain, "Actually, it is quite normal to have this kind of... physiological impulse. You are in puberty, it is inevitable..." Although your puberty came a bit late.

"Isn't puberty over?"

That's someone else, not you!Wu Zhuofan resisted his strong desire to complain.

"Maybe your puberty is relatively long, hehe... I want to say, Mr. Wen, you are already an adult, as long as you like me, you can go to bed. You just need to take protective measures... The problem is Do you want to date her?"

"If you really like her, why not date her?" He added an explanation thoughtfully, "The so-called liking means having a good impression of her. This is the initial stage of love..."

"En." Wen Jingyao nodded.

Wu Zhuofan knew that this person was an out-and-out emotional idiot, and it might be a bit difficult to understand words like "like" and "love". After thinking about it, he changed his description: "I will continue to ask you, if you really have What, are you willing to be responsible for her?" "How?"

"It's just..." Wu Zhuofan was speechless about this low EQ question, "The final outcome of love is to marry her and have children."

marry?Have a child?

Wen Jingyao simply substituted himself and Fu Lin.The current national laws do not allow men to marry men, and the current science has not advanced to the point where men and men can have children.No matter how you look at it, he can't do it.

So he shook his head: "Impossible."

"..." Wu Zhuofan originally thought that this person's concept was very traditional, as long as he fell in love with a person, he would definitely "single to the end", but at this moment he was choked by this unexpected answer.

"Then does the other party like you?"

Wen Jingyao shook his head again: "I don't know."

At this time, he suddenly thought of Ye Xuanqiong, and added: "It seems that he already has a partner."

Every time Fu Lin mentioned Ye Xuanqiong, his expression was different, and he was also very happy when talking about Ye Xuanqiong-related things - they must be special to each other.

"What!" Wu Zhuofan was stunned for a moment, and murmured, "Isn't it, she has a partner? Then why don't you give up quickly? There is no grass in the end of the world, is it possible that you want to rush to become a mistress? "

"..."

After listening to Wu Zhuofan's words, Wen Jingyao's heart almost collapsed at this moment.

"Mr. Wen, if you don't make a show, you will become a blockbuster. I thought you would firmly oppose premarital sex... It turns out that your thinking is so avant-garde..."

"..."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Lin came out of the kitchen after packing up.

"Haha, I'm talking about Mr. Wen's girlfriend..."

"No." Wen Jingyao immediately retorted.

"Ah?" Fu Lin was slightly taken aback.

"Oh, yes, not yet." Wu Zhuofan took the initiative to correct, and said mysteriously, "But Wen finally got the hang of it, maybe he will bring us a girl back sometime..."

"..."

Wu Zhuofan couldn't imagine how his words would affect them—Wen Jingyao began to deeply reflect on his dirty thoughts about his roommate, and Fu Lin felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard the word "girlfriend" .