Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Yijie felt a little dizzy, pinching his nose when he jumped off the upper bunk, he didn't stand still, and after maintaining his standing position for two seconds, he sat down on the edge of the lower bunk.

Just when he was about to stand up and sneak out to deal with his nose, Fu Kun suddenly grabbed his hand.

He jumped down, Fu Kun had been in a deep sleep before, but was he woken up by his ass?

"Where to escape!" Fu Kun lay on the bed, clutching his wrist, half of his face was buried in the pillow, his mouth was squeezed crookedly, and his voice was blurred.

"Fu Kun?" Fu Yijie stared at him for a while, and found that Fu Kun hadn't opened his eyes, talking in sleep?

"...I'll beat you if I run." Fu Kun muttered again.

Fu Yijie was sure that he was dreaming. Fu Kun loved to talk in his dreams, and he could understand most of them, and occasionally sang a few lines.

"I didn't run away," Fu Yijie said in a low voice, carefully pulling out his hand slowly, "If you have the ability, come and beat me, come and beat me... come..."

Fu Kun didn't wake up, so Fu Yijie took his own towel and ran to the pool. After washing for a long time, the bleeding stopped, and his head didn't seem to be dizzy anymore.

Brain congestion, probably.

Fu Yijie sighed, took the towel and walked back.

When he passed by the door of Xia Fei's house, he stopped and stood there for a long time.

For a moment, he had the illusion that Xia Fei was leaning against the door frame and looking at him, just like he used to do when he went to the toilet before going to bed.

But now, there is no one, the door of Xia Fei's house is closed, Aunt Xu and Uncle Xia are probably asleep, and the lights are not turned on in the house.

Fu Yijie returned home with his head down.

Fu Kun no longer slept on his stomach, but changed back to sleeping on his back, sleeping with his eyebrows furrowed as if he had just been beaten up by someone.

Fu Yijie removed the small towel covering the wound on his knee. In the condition of this injury, Fu Kun estimated that his leg would hurt for a week if he bent his leg.

Then ride the bike by yourself tomorrow, Fu Yijie gritted his teeth, he will never fall again!

"Non-minded." Fu Kun muttered.

Fu Yijie stared at his face, wondering who he dreamed of, but it should be a man, no matter how much Fu Kun hated a girl, he would never say anything that would make a girl lose face.

"Who is short-sighted?" Fu Yijie bent down and asked in his ear.

"Sun Wei." Fu Kun muttered.

Fu Yijie put his hands on the bed and laughed for a long time. He wanted to ask another question, what about your brother, but he didn't ask in the end, because he was afraid of waking Fu Kun up.

There is a big difference between when Fu Kun is asleep and when he is awake. Usually, when he sees Fu Kun, he feels that this person is very annoying. When he is a little impatient, it all hangs on his face, but it is different when he is asleep. He looks very good. .

Fu Yijie stared at his face for a while, then reached out and touched the tip of Fu Kun's nose.

Fu Kun sniffed and snorted.

Fu Yijie felt that Fu Kun's humming sounded like something with fur gently caressing his body, which made him feel soft and indescribable. His body suddenly became hot, and there seemed to be tiny beads of sweat on his forehead. out.

His heartbeat suddenly went too fast, and Fu Yijie felt that his body was shaking with his heartbeat.

He wanted to get up straight and go back to the upper bunk to sleep, he was quite sleepy, but he didn't move when he thought so, he still supported the bed and kept staring at Fu Kun.

He couldn't understand his inexplicable desire to kiss Fu Kun in his heart. He wanted to kiss Fu Kun in the past because of curiosity. Later, he also kissed and licked him, but it was different from now.

He slowly lowered his head, and lightly touched Fu Kun's lips.

Fu Kun's lips still had the smell of toothpaste, which smelled like oranges. Fu Kun had a problem, he liked to use children's toothpaste. From childhood to adulthood, he always used children's toothpaste, orange, strawberry, and lemon in turn.

The orange flavor is Fu Kun's favorite. It smells good. Fu Kun has eaten it before and said it is quite sweet.

Is it sweet?

Fu Yijie licked his mouth, but it didn't taste good. He hesitated for a while, then pressed down lightly, and the tip of his tongue carefully slipped into Fu Kun's lips.

He didn't taste any sweetness, Fu Yijie wanted to go in further, but he could only stop when he touched Fu Kun's teeth.

What is going on with the kiss, he is no longer as confused as before.

He had already figured it out from Fu Kun's comic books. Fu Kun had even drawn many pictures of kissing, but the two of them never discussed this topic again.

He wanted to try the feeling of tongue entanglement with Fu Kun.

Once this kind of thought pops up, it's hard to suppress it.

But he didn't dare to continue, if he woke up Fu Kun and found himself like this, he would definitely slap him away and call him crazy, it's disgusting.

Fu Yijie's body froze suddenly, and he straightened up a few seconds later.

The scene of Xia Fei and Zhang Qingkai embracing and kissing rushed towards him, and he took several steps back, leaning against the door of the hut.

This is... perverted.

No, it's not.

But everyone else will say the same.

The same goes for Fu Kun, Fu Kun said that he didn't feel sick just because it was Xia Fei and Zhang Qingkai.

Fu Yijie was suddenly a little breathless, he turned around and left the hut, and poured two large cups of cold water in the living room to calm himself down slowly.

When climbing to the upper bunk, Fu Kun suddenly turned over, he was so frightened that he almost slipped and fell off the shelf.

After lying down, he squeezed the pillow towel and rubbed it for an unknown amount of time before he slowly fell asleep.

He seldom dreams when he sleeps, he doesn't have nightmares when he watches ghost movies, and when he encounters any major event, he basically doesn't think about it day and night, and he has never talked in his sleep like Fu Kun.

But today he seemed to be dreaming.

The dream was full of Fu Kun, Fu Kun who was shirtless and only wearing underwear, Fu Kun who was standing under the shower nozzle... and... Fu Kun who was hugging him tightly...

When he was awakened by Fu Kun's screams in the lower bunk in the morning, his whole body was covered in sweat.

It's autumn, and I can still sweat like this.

Fu Yijie lay still on the bed, staring at the cabinet above, his mind was still full of dreams, the real feeling of being close to Fu Kun's skin made him unable to recover for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Mom's voice came from the living room.

"It's okay," Fu Kun gritted his teeth on the lower bunk, "I probably sleep with my legs straight, but now it's like tearing the skin when I bend it, it hurts me to death!"

It was only now that Fu Yijie came to his senses, sat up suddenly, and jumped off the bed.

"Broken?" He squatted beside the bed and saw that the wound on Fu Kun's knee was bleeding again.

"Just move." Fu Kun stood up and scratched his hair, "Today you take me... No, let's walk to school."

Fu Kun's two grips on his head were very comfortable, and he was confused for a while, before he said, "I'll take you."

"I'm afraid you'll throw me. If I fall again, the injury will probably have to be stitched..."

"No." Fu Yijie stood up.

"Just the water you had yesterday..."

"I said no, but I won't!" Fu Yijie kicked the edge of the bed, "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Fu Kun was stunned for a while, turned his head and stared at him for a long time before saying: "Take it, take it with you, it's fine if you can't take it, why get angry so early in the morning."

Fu Yijie ignored him, took his toothbrush and went out.

While squeezing the toothpaste, Fu Yijie saw Fu Kun's orange toothpaste, hesitated for a moment, took it and squeezed it on his toothbrush.

While brushing his teeth, a familiar orange scent floated into his nose, making him suddenly recall the "kiss" he sneaked last night, and his legs immediately went limp for a moment.

"Use my toothpaste?" Fu Kun didn't know when he came over, and slapped him on the back.

Fu Yijie was startled, swallowed all the froth of the toothpaste, and retched while lying on his stomach by the sink.

"Hey, hey, have you swallowed?" Fu Kun hurriedly took the cup and filled it with water and handed it to him, "What are you thinking, can this scare you?"

"It's okay." Fu Yijie rinsed his mouth, spit out the foam in his mouth, and took a deep breath. What's going on!

"Is it sweet?" Fu Kun was delighted, and lay down by the pool and looked at him with his head up. "The orange flavor is the best."

Fu Yijie ignored him, took a towel and washed his face indiscriminately, took out the child's toothpaste and threw it on Fu Kun: "Eat slowly."

"I ate lemon for a change today." Fu Kun continued to be happy.

Fu Yijie took Fu Kun to school by bike. When Fu Kun jumped on the bike, he no longer wobbled like yesterday, and he rode pretty well.

Fu Kun sat in the back and praised him: "If you say that my brother is smart, this second time leading people is so stable."

"Anyway, I'm sure I won't fall you." Fu Yijie stared at the road. He should have no problem taking someone with him, but the wheels of this car are very thin. There are pebbles and cracks on the ground, which can make the car shake Several times.

"In a few days, you can learn to play tricks when you are familiar with it." Fu Kun patted him.

"I don't want to learn. You should take me with you when you're better." Fu Yijie replied.

"Why? Why don't you let mom buy another car, and we can ride together."

"Do not."

"Hey you're a weird kid."

Fu Yijie didn't say a word. Fu Kun, who sat in the back seat and never supported anything, of course couldn't understand why he was like this.

Sitting in the back seat upstairs and touching Fu Kun's waist, or touching it, is probably the only time when Fu Kun won't call him "let go" and ask what's wrong.

In today's after school game, Fu Kun didn't play. The opponent was class 115, who was relatively weak. Although everyone still shouted hard, the score was quite high, and there was no suspense for Fu Kun's class to win.

Fu Yijie pushed the car out of the shed, sat on the back seat of the car and waited for Fu Kun.

When he watched Fu Kun coming from a distance, he frowned, Fu Kun didn't come here, Gou Sheng was carrying him.

Fu Yijie came here to wait after watching the game. He knew that Fu Kun hadn't played, so it was impossible for him to be injured again, so he let someone else carry him?

When he got to the side of the carport, Fu Kun jumped off Gou Sheng's back: "It's okay, it's pretty stable!"

"Shit luck!" Gou Sheng tossed a coin and caught it, then tossed and caught again, "Look, it's all tails now!"

"It's late," Fu Kun said with a smile, and pinched Fu Yijie's waist, "Brother will take you to eat."

Fu Yijie was itched by his pinch, and almost fell off the car.

Fu Kun probably shared the money for selling dolls with Chen Li today, and took Fu Yijie to a newly opened dessert shop next to the school.

The dessert shop is quite new, and all the new flavors are delicious. Fu Yijie loves sweets, but he seldom eats them because of the price. For the same money, he can buy a lot of other things.

Although Fu Kun seemed to have saved a lot of money recently, Fu Yijie didn't know what Fu Kun was saving the money for, so he just ate a portion of red bean yogurt intentionally.

After going home and locking the car, when he was about to go upstairs, Fu Yijie ran to the stairs and squatted down.

"Why?" Fu Kun looked at Fu Yijie who was standing in front of him.

"Come up, carry you up." Fu Yijie said.

"You don't need to memorize it, you can go upstairs. I went up and down several times today and it's fine." Fu Kun bent over and rubbed his face, "Oh, I'm so touched."

"Then come up!" Fu Yijie pulled his hand.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it..." Fu Kun hesitated, Fu Yijie suddenly turned his head, he subconsciously felt that this kid should yell again, so he quickly threw himself on Fu Yijie's back, "Back!"

"Lie down!" Fu Yijie was hit by him so suddenly that he knelt down in front of the stairs, propped his hands on the ground to prevent Fu Kun from jumping out of his head, "You did it on purpose!"

"How is it possible?" Fu Kun adjusted his posture, and slowly lay on Fu Yijie's back after he half squatted and set up his horse stance, "Why didn't I take so much effort when I carried you?"

"Because I was small at that time," Fu Yijie stood up and started to go upstairs, and said after thinking for a while, "And I was also small at that time, my legs... were so short."

Fu Kun was very happy on his back: "Baby, you said it yourself, I didn't say anything."

"You'd better not say it." Fu Yijie smiled.

"Oh, what's the matter?" When I went up to the third floor, my mother was standing at the door of the kitchen with a fish in her hand. When she saw the two of them coming up, she was startled. "Your brother's leg was broken?"

"Don't think about me!" Fu Kun shouted, "If you don't want to carry me, you will beat me up."

"Do you want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, baby?" Mom pointed to the kitchen, "I just made it, throw your brother over here and eat two pieces."

"Let's throw it at home." Hearing the sweet and sour pork ribs, Fu Yijie immediately regained his energy, trotted back home with Fu Kun on his back, threw Fu Kun on the sofa, turned around and ran to the kitchen again.

Fu Kun jumped up from the sofa and ran behind him: "Why do you..."

Mom made another good dish today, and finally got the keys to the new house to celebrate.

"When can I move it?" Fu Kun picked up a piece of steamed fish, tore off the fish skin, and threw the fish meat into Fu Yijie's bowl. He only loves the skin when he eats fish, and Fu Yijie never refuses anyone who comes.

"At any time, I discussed it with my father. For decoration, I will do the simple things first. The old furniture that can be used will be moved there first, and then I will buy some new ones to save some money." Mom looked at Dad, " Is that so, Dad?"

"Yes, Mom," Dad nodded, "We don't have much money left after paying the supplementary housing payment, so let's keep it simple."

"Okay, I don't care," Fu Kun took a steamed bun and slowly tore it up to eat, "Which room are I and I in?"

"Didn't I tell you that the room with a balcony is for you when I saw it last time? That room is bigger enough for the two of you. I'll buy you two new beds later." Mom was smiling and in a good mood.

Fu Yijie opened his mouth, and almost blurted out the sentence "A big bed is enough", but he swallowed it forcefully, why did he insist on sharing the same bed with Fu Kun?

He didn't think much about it before, he just wanted to be next to Fu Kun, but now he's not sure.

"I have an idea," Fu Kun said, "Is it okay to not need a bed? Get a tatami mat, I think Gou Sheng's room is like that, it's very convenient, it's a bed when you sleep, and it's usually spacious."

"Okay, you two are the masters of your house." Dad looked at Fu Yijie, "Does Yijie like it?"

"En." Fu Yijie nodded.

"Then do it like this," Dad smiled, "I'll ask some of my apprentices to help move some things there these few days, I'll find you a few small boxes for the books in your room, Pack it separately, it will be easier to carry."

"Ok."

"What about mine? My comic books..." Fu Kun interjected.

"See if there is still a box for your brother's books. If it's useless, you can use a fertilizer bag." Mom waved her hand.

"Why do I have to look like a trash collector?" Fu Kun immediately imagined himself dragging a fertilizer bag forward in the howling autumn wind.

"Because your books have no words." Mom said.

"Yes! Why is there no more! There are still a lot of words!"

Fu Yijie didn't listen to Fu Kun's argument with his mother anymore. After eating, he went into the hut, sorted out his books, and opened the big box containing Xia Fei's books.

Fu Yijie stacked the books on the floor, flipping through them one by one while sorting them out.

Xia Fei's books are very miscellaneous, covering everything, Chinese and foreign, ancient and modern, he has not read all of them.

He picked out all the novels and put them away first, and then various history books.

After removing a set of 24 histories, Fu Yijie stared at the book below for a moment.

"Homosexuality in China".

After reading the title of the book, the word homosexual hit Fu Yijie's heart like something. His hands trembled a little. After picking up the book, he saw that there was another book under it, "Gay Subculture".

The books were all new, so he picked them up and flipped through them. Xia Fei's books would always say where they were purchased in XX, XX, but these two books were not written. In the corners, there is not a word in the whole book, it is as clean as if it was just taken off the shelf of a bookstore.

Fu Yijie stared at these two books, his breathing was a little unsteady, gay, gay...

He knew the word homosexuality and had a general idea, but when he saw this word on the cover of a book for the first time, he still couldn't bear the shock in his heart.

"Do you want me to help?" Fu Kun suddenly jumped into the hut and asked standing behind him.

"No need." Fu Yijie quickly closed the book, buckled the book down on the ground, and pressed a few more books on top, "Brother, help me take Diu Diu out for a walk."

"What?" Fu Kun was stunned, and looked back at Diu Diu who was lying beside the sofa and sticking out his tongue.

"Just take it downstairs to pee and shit," Fu Yijie looked back at him, "Don't dare? I've been raising it for five or six years, and it looks at you like a rotten bone and has no appetite to bite. ..."

"Stop, stop, I'll go," Fu Kun clicked his tongue, and turned to get the rope, "It makes me smell bad, and you won't be able to find a girlfriend if you don't change your words."

"You have suffered more than me, and you have no shortage of girlfriends." Fu Yijie whispered.

Fu Kun took the collar and threw it in front of Diudiu: "Be good, Diudiu, bite on it and get in."

Diudiu looked up at him, but didn't move.

Fu Kun had no choice but to pick up the collar again, and held it up in front of Diu Diu: "Come on, put your head in, Diu Diu is the smartest."

Diudiu stood up, shook her hair, and stared at the collar without moving.

"Hey!" Fu Kun pointed the collar at Diudiu's head helplessly, and threw it over like a collar, and the collar hung on Diudiu's mouth.

Diudiu was suddenly excited, and as soon as he shook his head, he grabbed the collar and began to shake his head. While shaking his buttocks, he snorted with his imaginary enemy.

"Fu Yijie's crazy dog!" Fu Kun didn't dare to hold the collar this time, and stood aside to watch.

In the end, Dad went over to put the collar around Diu Diu's neck, and Fu Kun was dragged out of the door by Diu Diu.

Fu Yijie put all the books sorted and categorized into the small box his father found for him. He quietly put the two homosexual books under the pillow on the upper bunk. He lifted the sheet and put the book under the thin quilt.

The whole night after that, he was a little absent-minded, and his mind was always shaking the big three words homosexuality on the book cover.

After finishing his homework, he was looking forward to Fu Kun going to bed quickly, but Fu Kun was in a particularly good spirit today, walking around the house, his mother annoyed him, saying that he had taken rat poison and now he had an attack.

Fu Kun finally lay down on the lower berth more than an hour after the rat poison attack, and started to read the comics with his arms in his arms.

Fu Yijie heaved a sigh of relief and climbed onto the upper bunk.

After staring at the two books for a while, he picked up "Homosexuality in China" and opened it.