Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Jiang Song was sitting in his room watching a horror movie about infant spirits.This film was given to him by Fu Yijie, who said it was good-looking. It is said that Fu Kun was so frightened that he dared not go to the toilet alone for three days, and walked around when he saw children.

Today, Jiang Song is the only one in this two-bedroom house. Guo Yu went to the bookstore, and he probably won’t come back for a while. He is not here. Jiang Song doesn’t even think about eating.

Although he and Guo Yu ate together and no one talked, and he could only hear the TV ringing, Guo Yu always liked to watch the TV and tuned it to the children's channel, which made Jiang Song's brain almost blurred, but it was better than eating alone. Interesting, at least someone can take a look.

When Jiang Song was distracted, a child's laughter sounded like a disc jammed suddenly from the speakers, and he immediately got goosebumps and rubbed his arms.

He raised his eyes to see where the plot was going. He just glanced at the screen, but before he could understand what was on it, the screen suddenly changed, and a child's pale face jumped out, with blood oozing from the black eye sockets. , followed by another sneer.

With the sudden eruption of weird music from the speaker, Jiang Song roared in fright, kicked his leg forward hard, trying to keep himself away from the screen.

He discussed with Fu Yijie the issue of creating an atmosphere in horror movies. Using sudden horror music to scare people was considered the lowest-end method by both of them, but now he was scared by this lowest-end method and screamed, kicking on the table Even the person and the chair flipped back and fell to the ground.

"Damn!" Jiang Song struggled twice before kicking the chair away.

The crying of the eyeless child began to come from the speakers.

Jiang Song was a little annoyed, he stood up and wanted to go over and pinch the film, but just took a step, his eyes glanced at the door of his room.

He didn't lock the door, it was covered, but the door didn't know when it opened a crack!

He immediately felt his intestines convulsed, the windows were closed in the cold weather, where did the wind come from?

When I turned my head to take a closer look, a fluffy black head poked through the half-foot-wide gap.

"What the hell!" Jiang Song was so frightened that his hair was standing on end, he yelled boldly, "Go away!"

The door opened at once, and Guo Yu stood at the door with a puzzled face: "What are you doing?"

"Guo Yu?" Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the head on the ground, only to realize that it was the big furry bear slippers Guo Yu bought last week, and the bear's head was about the size of a football lying on his feet.

"I just walked in," Guo Yu turned around and picked up the plastic bag on the living room table and entered the kitchen, "Have you eaten yet? Do you eat the noodles I cooked?"

"Eat, I've been hungry." Jiang Song turned off the half-filled tablet and followed, "Come some more, I haven't eaten at noon."

Guo Yu took off his coat and handed it to him: "Is fried noodles okay?"

"It's great." Jiang Song took out his clothes and hung them up. Jiang Song did a good job of cooking, but Guo Yu's noodles with fried sauce are very delicious, but it takes a long time. Also have to toss for an hour.

When we returned to the kitchen, Guo Yu was rolling up his shirt sleeves. Jiang Song was leaning against the door and watching. Guo Yu was doing the sleeves very seriously, as if whether the sleeves were rolled up or not would directly affect the taste of fried noodles. .

But Jiang Song is quite willing to watch.

"You didn't even yell when you came back. I was so scared that I almost peed." Jiang Song picked up a topic at random, and if he didn't speak, Guo Yuneng remained silent until the meal was over.

"I thought you heard the door knocking." Guo Yu took a cucumber and washed it, put it on the chopping board and began to cut it.

"I didn't hear that," Jiang Song smiled, "That piece isn't really scary..."

Guo Yu glanced at him and continued to cut cucumbers: "If you want to change to a scary one, you should jump out of the window."

"I scared you," Jiang Song clicked his tongue, pointing at Guo Yu's shoes, "You said you're fine, why did you buy such a pair of shoes, they're not dirty, they're not easy to wash, they can't see the water, Still scary."

"Warm." Guo Yu cut the cucumber and started to shred carrots, and stopped after two cuts. "Help me get my glasses, shreds can't see clearly..."

"Okay." Jiang Song ran into Guo Yu's room and took glasses from his desk. Guo Yu didn't usually wear glasses, and only wore them when he was reading and cleaning his teeth.

Jiang Song thinks that he wears glasses well, but he doesn't like the way he wears glasses. This man looks more serious when he wears glasses. Jiang Song always feels like he should be writing a paper by Guo Yu.

Guo Yu tossed in the kitchen for an hour and [-] minutes, and made two bowls of noodles with fried sauce. He and Jiang Song each sat on the sofa and ate a bowl while watching TV.

There are no children's programs to watch at this point, Guo Yu tuned to an agricultural station, and concentrated on eating noodles while watching how to reasonably increase the slaughter rate of pigs.

Jiang Song was a little speechless. Guo Yu was indeed a little unclear to him. If he was only a little interested in Guo Yu at the beginning, this person has never had a girlfriend, and he just wanted to find out if he was. Now as the research gets deeper, his sexuality is still a mystery, but Jiang Song is starting to lose control.

For a long time, Jiang Song has always held the idea of ​​just that. He is not serious, and he does not expect anyone to be serious about him. Everyone is the same. If it is suitable, get together and play, and separate when it is boring. For the first time after he has been around for so long, he started to have an idea that is not as simple as playing around with a person.

When was the last time he was serious about others, he didn't want to recall, but he was quite willing to look back and miss the last time, Fu Yijie was always the perfect one in his heart, even though he only dealt with Yijie now. The buddy friendship was retained, but it didn't affect Fu Yijie, who was the first person he let face up to his own sexuality and moved his heart.

As for Guo Yu... He glanced at Guo Yu next to him from the corner of his eye. This man who likes to watch children's programs and eat noodles with relish in front of a group of pigs jostling around, what is the attraction of this man?

Quiet and serious, he is a serious big brother without glasses, and a serious professor with glasses on. Except for Jajiangmian, all dishes are cooked like leftovers.

A boring person, but every time Jiang Song thinks this way, he will suddenly do something confusing, such as going to buy a pair of big wool slippers suddenly.

Another time, the green radishes that Jiang Song planted on the balcony were all braided.

Last month, on a whim, I replaced all the stainless steel hooks in the bathroom with plastic cartoon hooks. As a result, the time dropped overnight, and all the towels in the bathroom were scattered all over the floor.

These inexplicable things that have nothing to do with him can hook Jiang Song every time when he is about to lose interest in him.

Otherwise, people are cheap, and those who come here will not take a look, but no matter whether it is intentional or not, if you are tempted, you have to admit it.

"Are you going to watch the movie later?" Jiang Song waited for Guo Yu with a bowl in his hand after eating his noodles. They usually divide the work by doing the washing for the other.

"What film?" Guo Yu put the empty bowl in his hand.

"The one I just watched was recommended by Yijie. He said that his brother was so scared that he had to form a group to go to the bathroom. The buff was not added and he was determined not to open the toilet lid." Jiang Song walked to the kitchen with the bowl, "Look Is it?"

"You dare not watch alone?" Guo Yu asked.

"Hey!" Jiang Song was a little helpless, "You are so funny, I have to call you because I dare not watch it, and I will ask you if you want to watch it together."

"Well, let's see." Guo Yu nodded.

"Wait until I finish washing the dishes." Jiang Song became motivated as soon as he heard it, and when the water was turned on, the two dishes were washed like a breeze.

He used to watch movies with Guo Yu once in a while, but they were usually comedies. When he quacked, Guo Yu laughed twice, very restrained. Listening to such restrained laughter, Jiang Song would feel like he was an idiot. Illusion, so I didn't ask Guo Yu to watch it together.

He hasn’t watched horror movies with Guo Yu, so he doesn’t know how well Guo Yu can handle it. If Guo Yu is frightened when he sees a scary place, he might have a chance to go over and touch it to comfort him, and confirm by the way. Let's talk about Guo Yu's attitude towards men's contact.

Jiang Song's room is very warmly furnished. The large sofa that was dragged back during the sale was full of cushions, and a fake woolen blanket was spread on the floor in front of the sofa.

He turned the movie back on, paused it, then turned off the lights in the room, and replaced it with a floor lamp next to the sofa. The warm yellow light flooded the room, making it look warm and ambiguous.

Guo Yu changed into a set of pajamas and went into the room, and said a very unsightly sentence when he came in: "A cave."

These words made Jiang Song, who was adjusting his posture back and forth on the sofa to make himself more comfortable, quite depressed: "This is called atmosphere."

"Watching ghost movies still needs atmosphere?" Guo Yu sat on the sofa and hugged him with a cushion.

"Looking at the secrets of raising pigs doesn't need atmosphere!" Jiang Song said angrily, moved to his side, and leaned against him.

The refreshing smell of washing powder on Guo Yu's pajamas made Jiang Song's heart flutter. Although the smell could be smelled by holding Guo Yu's can of washing powder, but it came out from Guo Yu's body mixed with his breath. The feeling was different, Jiang Song almost habitually stretched his hand into his crotch under a wave of excitement.

"Let's watch it!" He jumped up and clicked on the play, and when he sat back on the sofa, he tilted towards Guo Yu again.

Jiang Song had already looked at the first third or so, and he glanced at it without a glance, all his attention was on Guo Yu.

Since Guo Yu sat down and leaned on the armrest of the sofa, he has held the cushion without moving, and looked at it with a serious face. His eyes cannot be seen from the reflection of the glasses, and he doesn't know whether he is afraid or indifferent.

When the child's face suddenly appeared on the screen, even though Jiang Song was mentally prepared, he whispered, "Damn."

Guo Yu didn't respond, he didn't even move. Jiang Song immediately admired him and straightened the cushions: "I was looking at this when you came back just now. I was shocked."

Guo Yu didn't speak.

Jiang Song couldn't help but glance at him, isn't this man a little too calm.

"You are quite courageous." Jiang Song added.

Guo Yu remained silent.

"Guo Yu?" Jiang Song felt something was wrong, and leaned over to stare at his glasses, "Dr. Guo, didn't you faint from fright?"

Guo Yu was silent, with no expression on his face.

"Senior brother Guo?" Jiang Song reached out and took off the glasses on Guo Yu's nose, "You... fuck me?"

Guo Yu closed his eyes and fell asleep with a serious face.

Jiang Song didn't know what to do with the glasses for a long time, this is too fucking awesome, can he fall asleep watching a ghost movie?

"Guo Yu?" Jiang Song called him again, and whispered, "It's on fire, help me."

Guo Yu didn't move, his breathing was quite smooth, and he felt that he was sleeping soundly.

"It's robbed, all the books in your room have been robbed," Jiang Song whispered again, and blew lightly on Guo Yu's face, "Help..."

Guo Yu's eyelashes trembled twice, and he regained his composure. Neither the screams nor the scary music from the speakers could make him move any further.

Jiang Song clicked his tongue, raised his hand and shook it in front of Guo Yu a few times, then slowly leaned over, he could feel Guo Yu's breathing in the palm of his hand, he cleared his throat: "Guo Yu, you are going to be robbed .”

Hanging his hand two inches away from Guo Yu's face and waiting for a while, Jiang Song was sure that the man would not wake up for a while, so he dropped his hand and touched Guo Yu's face.

The bridge of Guo Yu's nose is quite high and straight. Jiang Song's fingertips stroked along his nose and landed on his lips.His lips were a little dry, and Jiang Song had the urge to lick them for him.

With the gloomy music in his mind, he could still think about it. He took off Guo Yu's clothes, touched and teased, his skin was entangled and caressed, and then... after a while, Jiang Song felt that he began to react. It can be regarded as having reached a certain level.

When he was immersed in how to eat Guo Yu little by little and wiped it out, Guo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Jiang Song's hand that was tapping on his lips: "Successful?"

"Fuck!" Jiang Song was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand, "Are you awake?"

"I woke you up," Guo Yu propped up the sofa and moved, from half lying to half leaning, "what are you doing?"

"I want to check your teeth." Jiang Song took the cushion next to him and pressed it against his crotch, not too embarrassed. Anyway, it's not a day or two since he is smelly and shameless, and he has practiced it.

"Oh," Guo Yu gritted his teeth and tapped his own teeth with his fingertips, "Check by touching twice through your mouth. Is this a new technology?"

Jiang Song glanced at him, this person's brain circuit was different from others, he couldn't tell whether the words were true or false.

"When did you wake up?" he asked.

"I don't know, did you talk to me?" Guo Yu was still tapping his teeth, asking as he tapped.

"I told you, I'm calling for help. It's on fire. Your books are all burned out. You're looting and taking off your clothes to be a hooligan." Jiang Song stared at him.

"Ah..." Guo Yu was stunned and laughed, took his glasses from Jiang Song and put them on, "I heard that, I thought I was dreaming, you are so naive."

"Brother," Jiang Song said sincerely, "I know the reason why you haven't had a girlfriend. It's not surprising that you don't have a girlfriend. If you have one, you'll be damned."

"Don't say that," Guo Yu said with a smile, "Didn't you hand it in before?"

"There is a good reason why I don't have a girlfriend." Jiang Song stood up and poured two cups of yogurt. He didn't tell Guo Yu about himself, so he didn't dare. Not much updating, and the brain structure is different from others, he can't predict Guo Yu's reaction and dare not say it casually, "It's very legitimate."

Jiang Song handed a cup of yogurt to Guo Yu and sat next to him.

"Justification?" Guo Yu took a sip of the yogurt, frowned and thought for a long time, then he suddenly realized something, and looked at Jiang Song without saying anything for a while.

Jiang Song ignored him. Although Guo Yu reacted quite strongly, Jiang Song felt that the possibility of him guessing that he didn't have a girlfriend because of his sexual orientation was basically zero, so he wasn't worried.

He drank yogurt and stared at the screen. After all this time, he didn't know where the film was going. A group of people were crying, the atmosphere of the ghost film had disappeared, and it looked like a family drama.

"Hey." Guo Yu sighed, looked at the screen while drinking yogurt, and stopped talking.

But after a while, Jiang Song always felt that Guo Yu's sigh was full of sympathy, and he thought it was unreasonable, so he turned his head and looked at Guo Yu: "Why are you sighing?"

"It can be cured. You are also a medical student." Guo Yu said.

"Cure?" Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, and all kinds of aversion therapy, electric shock therapy, and goosebumps immediately appeared in his mind, "Do you know what I said, just let me cure it?"

"Aren't you..." Guo Yu glanced at him, and said with difficulty, "Aren't you...you can't?"

"What?" Jiang Song's voice changed, "What can't I do?"

"Forget it, I probably misunderstood." Guo Yu quickly waved his hand, staring at the screen silently.

"Your uncle," Jiang Song rejoiced after thinking about it, "You really can think, do you think I can't do it like this?"

"Maybe, you can't tell from this." Guo Yu returned to a serious state.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Song clicked his tongue, "Do you want to try?"

Guo Yu pushed his glasses and smiled: "No need."

Jiang Song's heart was moved by Guo Yu's reaction, and he didn't seem to have any objection to this sentence.

Jiang Song tried to ask: "Then why are you? You don't have a girlfriend because... you can't do it?"

Guo Yu laughed, took off his glasses again, pulled the corner of his pajamas and wiped it slowly: "I found that you are really shy about saying anything."

"Didn't you start it?" Jiang Song squeezed closer to him, pretending to carelessly touched Guo Yu's leg.

"I can't."

"How do you know that you can do it? Don't you have a girlfriend?" Jiang Song narrowed his eyes, "Where do you know that I can't do it?"

Guo Yu glanced at him helplessly: "You..."

"What about me? Do I want to try?" Jiang Song answered quickly, "Okay, I'll try."

"Jiang Song, you today..." Guo Yu bit his lip, "You're a little weird today."

"Really, it probably scared you," Jiang Song smiled, and took a sip of yogurt, "Why is it so strange?"

"I can't tell," Guo Yu drank the yogurt in the cup, put on his glasses and stood up, "but I probably...maybe... know why you are."

"Huh?" Jiang Song's heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

"Good night," Guo Yu put on his big fur slippers and walked slowly to the door, "Go to bed early."

"Guo Yu, what do you mean?" Jiang Song jumped up. He couldn't taste Guo Yu's words, but felt that this was not Guo Yu's usual style.

"It's nothing." Guo Yu opened the door and went out, then turned around and pulled the door through.

"You finish talking, be careful I'll beat you." Jiang Song went over and grabbed Guo Yu's hand on the door frame.

When he was about to rush forward again, Guo Yu pushed his shoulders, and unintentionally touched his neck with his fingers: "Good night."

Jiang Song stared into his eyes and couldn't see why, but it was definitely different from usual.

Guo Yu closed the door and went back to his room. After hearing the sound of him closing the door, Jiang Song fell down on the sofa.

I'm a little annoyed, what the hell do you mean!

Is this understood?

Or are you just pretending without knowing the fart?

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Song stood up, walked through the living room to the door of Guo Yu's room and knocked on the door: "Guo Yu, come out, I have a very serious topic to discuss with you."