Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Although Fu Yijie was dazzled by the excitement and longing, he still had a few traces of rationality struggling to avoid being rushed away. He woke up the moment he kissed Fu Kun's lips.

But there seemed to be a strong attraction on Fu Kun's lips, the soft and moist touch made him prefer to be slapped on the face by Fu Kun in the next second, and he was unwilling to leave this second.

He even desperately used the tip of his tongue to pry open the gap between Fu Kun's teeth and poked it in. This was not the first time he had done this. The familiar warm feeling quickly spread from the tip of his tongue to his whole body. Mouth searching.

Fu Kun tilted his head, as if he wanted to avoid it, but there was a wall behind him, and Fu Yijie hugged him tightly, this movement did not get rid of Fu Yijie's domineering kiss.

Fu Yijie tentatively touched the tip of Fu Kun's tongue. Fu Kun dodged it, but he followed closely, and gently circled around the tip of Fu Kun's tongue.

Fu Kun didn't respond, but he didn't hide any more. After tilting his head, he leaned against the wall quietly, letting him stir and pester him.

Fu Yijie did not expect such a situation. The second he kissed him, he had already made all kinds of psychological preparations. He was pushed away, beaten, and scolded, but... none of them.

Fu Kun's silence aroused Fu Yijie's excitement. His breathing was heavy, and the tip of his tongue gradually penetrated, wandering and entwining between Fu Kun's lips and teeth.

The hand that had been tightly hugging Fu Kun's waist also let go, and slipped into Fu Kun's top. When it touched the smooth and firm skin on Fu Kun's back, Fu Yijie couldn't control himself immediately, and the kiss became even crazier. , biting Fu Kun's lips lightly on the tip of his tongue.

Fu Kun's breathing paused, and the hand on his shoulder trembled slightly. He pushed Fu Kun's clothes up, greedily touching and rubbing, every inch of warmth felt by his fingertips made him feel uncomfortable. He is crazy.

Fu Kun's arms tightened on his shoulders a little bit. He noticed this subtle change very sensitively. The indescribable feeling in his heart made him fall into desire. Between Fu Kun's legs, he slowly pressed over.

Fu Kun reacted, and Fu Yijie could clearly feel that his hand slipped down suddenly, and he stretched out Fu Kun's waistband.

Fu Kun snorted in a low voice, grabbed his wrist, and squeezed his wrist joints hard. Fu Yijie felt numbness in his hand and stopped moving. , pushed him away very hard.

Fu Yijie took several steps back, and stopped when he hit the cabinet door behind him.

His mind was still buzzing, and his eyes were still a little blurry. He looked at Fu Kun for a long time without moving or making a sound.

Fu Kun leaned against the wall, lowered his head and panted slightly, and after a while, he raised his head and glanced at him, then turned and went into the bathroom.

As the bathroom door slammed shut, Fu Yijie came back to his senses as if he had been woken up.

There was still the desire to run amok like a tide in his body, but his strength seemed to be emptied at this moment, and he slid to the ground leaning on the cabinet door.

After a while, there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Fu Yijie sat on the ground with his arms on his knees, staring at the thin light coming from under the bathroom door.

After he calmed down slowly, the tension and fear still came slowly as usual, but this time he had some different feelings.

Indescribable, some kind of unbelievable joy.

The extravagant hopes he dared not think about and had always suppressed against Kun Kun, at this moment, he was trying to break through the obstacles bit by bit in his heart.

Fu Kun didn't resist, didn't evade, and even responded briefly.

Fu Yijie didn't have any more experience, he could attribute these to Fu Kun's normal physiological reactions, but it could also be attributed to...

Fu Yijie rubbed his face gently with his hands.

The bathroom door was opened a crack, and Fu Yijie was still sitting by the bathroom door.

Fu Kun poked out half of his face from the bathroom, looking at him with hesitation.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yijie asked, only to find that his voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth.

"You help me... Forget it," Fu Kun thought for a while but didn't finish. He opened the door, ran into the room naked, pulled out a pair of underwear from the small bag he brought, and put them on. "I I forgot to take my clothes in."

"Oh." Fu Yijie responded.

Fu Kun's straight and slender legs and tight buttocks were right in front of his eyes, but he didn't have the nerve to look at them. The messy thoughts in his mind made him lose the usual excitement that would make his blood rush when he saw Fu Kun's body.

"You..." Fu Kun put on his clothes and turned around to look at Fu Yijie who was still sitting on the ground, and took out his phone to check the time, "Are you going back to the dormitory or sleeping here?"

Fu Yijie was stunned, he was ready for Fu Kun to drive him back to the dormitory: Hearing Fu Kun's question, he asked very carefully, "Am I here?"

"Then go and get your luggage, and drive away tomorrow morning." Fu Kun said, taking a towel and rubbing it on his hair carelessly.

"Well," Fu Yijie jumped up from the ground, hurriedly walked out the door, stopped after taking two steps, always felt that if nothing happened like this, something was wrong, "elder brother……"

"Hurry up." Fu Kun waved his hand, the towel on his head blocked his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

Fu Yijie trotted all the way out of the hotel, it was already dark, and the street lights leading to the dormitory were already on.

At this moment, there were not many people in the school, and they had almost walked. He lowered his head and walked along the path against the north wind. The wind was very cold. He wanted to speed up his pace, but he was a little lazy for some reason, and his legs refused Cooperate.

It felt like I had been walking for a long time, and my body started to sweat before I saw the dormitory building with few lights on. Fu Yijie looked at their dormitory, and the lights were on. Now he is the only one left in the dormitory. Jiang Song and Liu Wei, when he leaves tomorrow, Jiang Song and Liu Wei will stay together, and he suddenly feels a little sad for Jiang Song.

As soon as Fu Yijie entered the corridor, he saw Jiang Song standing by the corridor window, looking down at his phone with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Yijie went over and patted him.

"Yo," Jiang Song turned around and saw him, and smiled, "Why are you back, I thought you just slept in your brother's room."

"Come here to get your luggage, I have to say goodbye to you." Fu Yijie smiled.

"Fart," Jiang Song put the phone back in his pocket, "You didn't even say goodbye to me when I transferred schools."

"Blame me? You ran away without saying a word, and I went to ask the teacher why you didn't come to school."

Jiang Song laughed: "Isn't that afraid that you will ignore me?"

"At that time, if you had the face you have now, you probably wouldn't be like this," Fu Yijie walked to the dormitory, "How long are you going to leave?"

"I'm the last one in our dormitory," Jiang Song followed behind him, "I won't be staying in the dormitory tomorrow, I'm sick of seeing brother Liu like that."

"Then where do you live?" Fu Yijie stopped.

"Go to the store and chat with people, or go to a friend's house." Jiang Song glanced at him, "I can't stay there for a few days, don't worry about me, just get your things quickly."

When entering the dormitory, Liu Wei was lying on the table writing something, when he heard someone coming in, he straightened up quickly, closed a notebook in front of him and stuffed it under the pillow.

Fu Yijie didn't pay much attention to him, this person had to lie down on the table to write something every day, looking at that notebook, it was probably a diary.

A big man writes a diary every day, Fu Yijie is a bit puzzled, what to write, he also kept a diary when he was a child, but the daily content is nothing more than, today my brother bought me an ice cream, it was delicious, Today my brother was thrown and licked, and he yelled in fright, today my brother was talking in his sleep, today my brother was kicked out by his mother to collect garbage for the neighbors in the building...

Anyway, it's my brother, so it's boring to write.

Seeing that Fu Yijie had taken out all his luggage, Liu Wei asked next to him, "Aren't you the ticket for the day after tomorrow?"

"Well, my brother is here to pick me up. I'll drive back tomorrow." When Fu Yijie was carrying his luggage, a small bag of beef was dried out. He picked it up and opened it, poured some on Jiang Song's hand, and then put it in front of Liu Wei. Handed over, "Come on?"

"No," Liu Wei walked away, "I'm not interested in such childish things."

"Why do you have such a short memory?" Jiang Song leaned on the bed and looked at Fu Yijie, "The dog feeder can still wag his tail."

Fu Yijie smiled and said nothing, poured all the remaining beef jerky into his mouth, stuffed it in his mouth, and chewed it very enjoyable.

"Your ticket has been refunded?" Liu Wei asked again.

"There's no time to retreat." Fu Yijie didn't want to answer at first, but Liu Wei kept staring at him after he finished, so he could only say something.

Liu Wei sneered: "It's really a rich man, with this money, it's better to support poor children."

"The impoverished children are all funded by you, so it's not my turn," Fu Yijie said, took a bag and walked out of the dormitory, "Jiang Song help me get that."

"Come on," Jiang Song jumped out of bed, took his other bag and left the dormitory, happy as soon as he went out, "You can help poor children next semester, and put the remittance slip on the wall for display."

"Don't argue with him anymore, I'm in a good mood today." Fu Yijie smiled.

"I can see it," Jiang Song also smiled, "It's very good."

Fu Yijie glanced at Jiang Song.

"Look at me, it's the first time I've seen you like this, and you usually look so calm," Jiang Song clicked his tongue, "When I saw your brother happy like a fool, I shouted, I've been a lover for ten years. It’s just like that.”

Fu Yijie choked, stopped and coughed for a long time, he suddenly felt a little flustered, so obvious?

Jiang Song also stopped, and reached out to pat him on the back: "You are all right."

"It's okay." Fu Yijie took a deep breath.

Jiang Song helped him carry his luggage to the school gate, and when he turned around to go back, he hesitated: "Yijie."

"Huh?" Fu Yijie looked at him.

"Aren't you..." Jiang Song stopped talking halfway, "It's nothing, you can go to the hotel quickly."

"Am I something?" Fu Yijie stared at his face. He had been uneasy since just now, but now looking at Jiang Song, he always felt that there was something in his eyes.

"Can't you hold it?" Jiang Song said with a smile.

"You're so boring." Fu Yijie picked up two bags, "It's okay to come here like you."

"Come on, give me your home phone number when you get home, and I'll call you during the Chinese New Year." Jiang Song patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked to the school.

When he returned to the hotel with his luggage, Fu Kun was lying on the bed watching TV.

Fu Yijie threw the bag on the table, looked at Fu Kun, but couldn't see why, so he could only say: "I won't take a shower, I'll wash it when I get home."

"Well," Fu Kun responded, pointing to a paper bag on the table, "Chicken wings, I just went out to buy them, you can eat them."

"Oh," Fu Yijie picked up the paper bag, smelled the aroma of grilled chicken wings, felt hungry immediately, lowered his head and gnawed off a chicken wing, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Don't dare to eat it, look at your posture, these few are not enough to fit between your teeth," Fu Kun smiled, "Is it because Jiang Song is here for dinner today, are you embarrassed to let go of the plug?"

"I'm full from dinner." Fu Yijie took out another chicken wing and bit it in his mouth, "Jiang Song is pretty good too. I don't need to pretend when he's in front of him. We've been locked up for a while when we go out to eat." It’s the same as it was released last year.”

"Go to bed after eating," Fu Kun looked at the time, "Wake up early tomorrow, and I can catch up with dinner when I get home in the evening. Mom has been preparing for a few days."

"Yeah." Fu Yijie nodded, he ate a few chicken wings within 2 minutes, went to wash his face and lay down on the bed.

Fu Kun turned off the TV, and the room became dark, except for the floor lamp emitting a small pale yellow light.

Fu Yijie was lying on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all. The pillowcases in the hotel were very hard, and rubbing them was boring, and he was too embarrassed to get up to get Fu Kun's underwear in his bag. It was impossible to squeeze to Fu Kun's side to rub.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he sighed softly.

There was no movement on Fu Kun's side, but he probably wasn't asleep either.

"Brother." Fu Yijie gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to call Fu Kun.

It took a while for Fu Kun to respond: "Huh?"

"Do you have a secret?" Fu Yijie asked.

"Yes." Fu Kun said with a smile, his voice was very low.

"I also have a secret," Fu Yijie grabbed the bed sheet, and when he said this, he felt sweat dripping from his palm, "It's... a big secret."

"Really." Fu Kun's voice sounded calm, without curiosity or other emotions.

"Sometimes, I really want to," Fu Yijie's hands trembled a little, he had to loosen the bed sheet, and put his hands under the pillow to press down, "I really want to say it, and it feels like a relief to say it."

"Is there a bigger secret than you liking men?" Fu Kun asked.

"...Yes." Fu Yijie bit his lip, feeling the pain.

Fu Kun was silent, and Fu Yijie didn't speak, he lay quietly on the bed, listening to the movement of Fu Kun in the darkness.

After a long time, I heard Fu Kun turn over.

"Yijie, brother, I don't know what your secret is." Fu Kun seemed to be talking under the quilt, his voice was low and indistinct, "but there are some secrets that can only be held back."

Hearing Fu Kun's words clearly, Fu Yijie suddenly straightened his body. Fu Kun's words were like a heavy punch, hitting his heart, and the throbbing pain in his heart made him feel chills all over his body.

Hold back, some secrets can only be held back.

He suddenly felt that Fu Kun was a little strange, which made him unable to adapt.

Before that, if he didn't want to tell Fu Kun about anything, Fu Kun would be anxious and try to find out what he was thinking, but now...

Fu Kun didn't want to know his secret.

Fu Kun is...you know...

Fu Yijie's fingers were tightly pinched together, he didn't know how hard he used, he only knew that every joint was pinched as if it was about to break.

Fu Kun was lying less than two meters away from him. He could see it when he opened his eyes, and he could touch it with a step. He could hear Fu Kun turn over and hear every breath of Fu Kun.

But now he feels an invisible bondage, thick and firm, pressed so firmly around him, he can't move, breathe, or think, his whole body seems to be dragged by something, dragged more and more slowly farther and farther.

All night, Fu Yijie didn't sleep, just curled up on the pillow.

Fu Kun didn't seem to sleep either. Fu Yijie heard him get up several times and go into the bathroom, and he could also hear the sound of the lighter being pressed. When Fu Kun came out of the bathroom, he could smell a faint smell of cigarettes.

He had never seen Fu Kun smoking, nor had he ever smelled smoke on Fu Kun.

When did Fu Kun start smoking?

At dawn, Fu Kun came out of the bathroom for the fourth time, still smelling faintly of cigarettes.

"Brother," Fu Yijie moved, "Are you smoking?"

"Well," Fu Kun went over and turned on the exhaust fan in the bathroom, and closed the door of the bathroom, "Ah?"

"No, I didn't choke," Fu Yijie said with difficulty, "I thought you couldn't smoke."

"No way," Fu Kun smiled, walked to the window and opened the curtain to look out, "It's almost time to wake up."

"Can I stop smoking? Smoking is bad for your health." Fu Yijie slowly sat up, facing the wall.

"Stop smoking," Fu Kun took the cigarette pack from his pillow, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can, walked to Fu Yijie's bed, and scratched his head with his hand, "I'm going to buy breakfast, I want to eat What?"

"I have no appetite." Fu Yijie closed his eyes. Fu Kun's movement was still as casual and gentle as before. He suddenly wanted to grab Fu Kun's hand, fearing that he would never touch Fu Kun's hand again. he.

"Then I'll see and buy it." Fu Kun smiled, put on his coat and walked out of the room.

This was probably the most tasteless breakfast Fu Yijie had ever eaten since he was a child. He didn't even remember what he had just eaten after eating, and he didn't know if he was full. Anyway, Fu Kun gave him He ate as much as he bought, and there was nothing left.

"Let's go." Fu Kun picked up his bag and walked out.

Fu Yijie put on his coat, took another bag and walked out behind him, feeling a little wandering in his steps: "Brother, can you drive?"

"Huh?" Fu Kun looked back at him, "It can be opened, what's the matter?"

"You got up so many times last night, you didn't sleep well." Fu Yijie frowned.

"I'm used to staying up late, and there are so many things going on, I'm used to not being able to sleep well," Fu Kun smiled, "It's okay, I'll drive slowly later."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Fu Yijie felt uncomfortable all over his body. He basically never suffered from insomnia, but suddenly he didn't sleep well all night. He felt uncomfortable, dizzy, and wanted to vomit. I don't know if it was because he didn't sleep or had breakfast. Eat too much to support.

"Seat belt." Fu Kun put his luggage away and got into the car.

"Oh." Fu Yijie lazily pulled the seat belt buckle and finished.

"You..." Fu Kun turned his head and glanced at him, then quickly opened the car door and jumped down.

Fu Yijie was about to ask what's wrong, but Fu Kun went around to him and opened the car door, reached out and touched his forehead: "Fuck."

"what happened?"

"You have a fever." Fu Kun rubbed his forehead and frowned, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No way," Fu Yijie was stunned, "Why do I have a fever?"

"Who knows you, it's hotter than when you pretended to have a fever last time." Fu Kun was a little anxious, touching his face, "Do you know where the hospital near you is?"

"I'm not going to the hospital." Fu Yijie grabbed Fu Kun's arm, he suddenly couldn't bear Fu Kun's anxious look, this is Fu Kun, the person he clings to since he was a child, he would be in a hurry for anything The one on fire.

"Fart, if you don't go to the hospital, you'll feel better if you're burned to death, and now your face is burnt black, you know?" Fu Kun stared at him.

Fu Yijie couldn't hold back, he was suddenly happy, and touched his face: "No way."

"It used to be so white, but now it's dark." Fu Kun also smiled.

"It's from the military training, and I haven't recovered from it." Fu Yijie grabbed Fu Kun's arm and didn't let go. After laughing for a while, he suddenly felt panicked, and he frowned, "I want to go home, but I won't go." Is the hospital okay, I want to go home, let's go home."