When the wind of rebirth blows again

Make up for the jet lag, and sleep until almost ten o'clock.

Shi Yue got up and looked at the time and almost jumped. He quickly turned on the laptop, took the opportunity to make a cup of coffee, and made all preparations.

Someone was online, and Shi Yue shamelessly found a cute emoji and threw it over. After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement.

Are you asleep?

——Yang Rui?

Strangely enough, a dialog box requesting a video call popped up directly on the desktop.Shi Yue grinned and quickly accepted.In the few seconds when the video is connected, I don’t forget to use my mobile phone as a mirror to check my image again.

Seeing himself in the small frame in the lower right corner, Shi Yue winked to prove his existence, but found that the video window on the top was dark.

"Yang Rui?"

The QQ message notification tone of 'Dididi' is a message from Yang Rui.

——The state is not bad, keep it up.

Shi Yue moved closer to the loudspeaker: "Honey, I can't see you."

——Oh, the camera is broken, and the microphone made me accidentally get into the water.

"..."

Seeing that he was the only one talking to the computer, it was a bit silly, so Shi Yue turned off the microphone and started typing.

——I’m scratching my head and thinking about you, I can’t see or hear you, I’m depressed.

——What are you thinking, you are not afraid of suffocating yourself when you see that you can’t eat it?

His family's darling was always talking nonchalantly, and Shi Yue almost choked on a sip of coffee, and Yang Rui asked again.

--When are you coming back?

——You miss me?Things on my brother-in-law's side are quite troublesome. I'm going to go to the company to find out the situation later, I'm afraid it won't be so soon.

——Well, if there is something to do, let's go back to the court if there is nothing to do, I want to sleep.

Yang Rui is a professional painter, an amateur writer, and a veteran night cat party.It should be early morning in the UK now, which is the golden time for inspiration and creation.At this time Yang Rui called to sleep, there was only one possibility, he got stuck.

As a lover and confidant, Shi Yue is naturally doing his part at this time. The dual engines of brain and webpage are at full power, providing gossip materials for Yang Rui.

——There is a revelation!Dear, do you remember a word, the one you met in England a few years ago, my little nephew.

——Well, I remember, that kid looks good.

——He is also a member of our circle, I didn't expect it.And the target is Lu Xiaoyun's son.Lu Xiaoyun has been pestering my brother-in-law's three sons all the time.

——Family feud?So bloody, continue.

Seeing that Yang Rui was interested, Shi Yue was encouraged, and his hands clattered across the keyboard.

——My brother-in-law definitely disagrees.But Yiyan really cares about that kid, he pretended to be real in front of his father yesterday, if I guessed correctly, the two of them must be tired of being together now.But to be honest, his little boyfriend is really good-looking, a pretty boy, but it's a pity that his surname is Lu.

This time it took a long time for a reply to come from there.

--very beautiful?

——Well, that's not the point, the point is that his surname is Lu.

This time, the interval was even longer, Shi Yue couldn't help being surprised, and was about to type for interrogation, when another letter came from Yang Rui over there.

——I was sleepy, so I went to bed.Well, it should be on your side, good afternoon. PS. You look ugly drinking coffee.

Looking at the words on the screen, I imagined that Yang Rui would look like a proud queen if he said this in reality.Shi Yue felt sweet in his heart, knowing that he had the habit of turning off Q immediately, he still typed a few words gently on the keyboard.

—Good night, my lord.

After turning off the computer, I realized that my materials were not provided thoroughly.Shi Yue thought about Lu Feitong's eyes and movements when he left that day. The little boy's performance was unexpectedly calm, and he didn't seem to show much affection. Shi Yue paused as he buckled his watch. Could it be that his nephew has been shaving his head all the time? hot...

The phone rang, and Shi Yue answered the phone while putting on his coat:

"Hi, Secretary Wang...I'm going out now. What's the matter?...I see, I'll go right away."

The chirping of cicadas outside the window was hoarse, and the two stood up and lay down in the room, and the two stared at each other in a daze.

Before today, Jun Yiyan never believed that one day he would look up to love with such a humble attitude.He was well-dressed and tall, and he was lying at his feet in a mess, with nowhere to hide under the scrutinizing eyes.

Maybe it's just about love, whoever likes more will lose miserably.

Jun Yiyan recalled the first time they met, the thin and beautiful young man opened his mouth and called out his name unpreparedly, he wondered if he had stumbled on him from that moment on.

From the beginning of being arrogant to the current failure, Jun Yiyan desperately recalled the details of the relationship between the two of them, and he was eager to find out the reason why he was not liked.

Before Shi Yue appeared, it was obvious that everything was getting better and better, and they just waited for Feitong to receive the notice, and they could live together...

So, is it for this reason?

However, why should their feelings be buried with the grievances of the previous generation! ?

If it is this reason, it will make him more comfortable, but it is even more difficult to accept!

Jun Yiyan jumped up from the bed and sat up, his suspicious eyes shot straight at him like an arrow.Feitong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was really thinking about this problem.

Waiting for a long time for the answer, the time passed by every minute and every second, and the already nervous heart became cold inch by inch, Jun Yiyan panicked for a while, and stretched out his hand to pull him without thinking.

Unexpectedly, he was pulled by him suddenly, his body lost support, and he rolled sideways beside him.

Suppression and resistance, these two people have always been used to playing, Jun Yiyan's boxing kung fu for many days was not in vain, relying on the advantage of his size, he turned back and pressed him under him, at the cost of another round of fisting and kicking.

The posture of lying on his back made Lu Feitong show his weakness. He panted slightly, his eyes became brighter because of his anger: "Get up!"

Jun looked at him firmly, his eyes were like radar, searching his face meticulously, trying to find even a little bit of emotion that can be called liking.

"Is it because of what Shi Yue said? Because of what happened to my parents in the previous generation, is that so?" He asked urgently, eager to get an answer.

Lu Feitong looked at each other coldly and said nothing.

Silence seems to be an answer, the most unacceptable answer.Jun Yiyan's heart twitched suddenly, and he couldn't help but groan in pain.

"Two years, it's been almost two years since I first met you. The first time I took you to eat hot pot, the first time I drove a car, the first time I looked forward to the results, the first time I kissed you, the first time A confession...the first time I like a...man so much." He suppressed his tone, leaned over Feitong and panted, "I always thought that as long as you give me time, you are a stone, and I can give you the same. It's hot..." Jun Yiyan grabbed his hands and pressed them hard on the sides of his head, forcing him to look up at himself.

After speaking, unwilling to mix with despair, his expression was fragile and fierce, and the words almost came out of his mouth through gritted teeth: "...what's wrong with me, why don't you wait to see me!"

He counted the past in detail, his strong emotions... It turned out that it had been so long, why... His anger made him feel that he was an indispensable person.

The young man's tightly closed lips parted slightly, but Jun Yiyan felt afraid for no reason, obviously he had been trying to force him to speak, but when things came to an end, he was afraid that he would give the answer.

Before the brain, the body made the most intuitive defense, directly blocking the boy's words with his lips and tongue.

Lu Fei was shocked and resisted subconsciously.

Defiance made repression even more brutal.

There have been several times of entanglement between them, from the superficial youthfulness to the passion that almost made love.But this time, Jun Yiyan's reckless fanaticism actually carried a hint of destruction. He was badly injured, and his strength was unrestrained under the pain.

The profligate lips and tongue sucked and stirred in his mouth, seeing ghosts and beating ghosts, encountering Buddhas and killing Buddhas, when the teeth collided, pain mixed with passion swarmed.

The arm was imprisoned by him with such a force that it was about to be crushed.

Feitong subconsciously bit it, and a bloody smell spread in his mouth, but he didn't feel the pain at all, and gnawed and attacked more mercilessly with the blood.

The man was in maddened pain, but he only targeted his lips and tongue, and pressed his arms with both hands without any intention of overstepping the rules.

The kiss, in the end, was almost like the bite of a wounded wolf.

He was on top, his movements were fierce and his expression was cold and hard, but his body language could feel the pain and discomfort, and the raised brows looked like another person in his memory...

Instead of giving up resistance, the person above seemed to be comforted, his emotions gradually eased, and the movements between his lips and teeth gradually became gentler.He lowered his head, licking the wound like a small animal, and gently wiped away his own blood stained on the young man's lips with the tip of his tongue.

Let go of the restraint on him with both hands, reach up to brush the thin bangs on his forehead, Jun Yiyan opened his red and swollen lips with difficulty, and whispered in his ear like a sigh: "Feitong, let's go, leave here."

His words made the young man's body tremble violently, and the originally dazed eyes became clear for an instant, and then gradually became cold.Jun Yiyan, who buried his head in his neck, didn't notice it at all, only felt a blur in front of his eyes and a pain in his back, which had already touched the cold and hard bed board.

Lu Feitong turned over, changed from passive to active, stood on one knee, and straddled him.It was the posture from the beginning again, the young man looked down at him from top to bottom, his delicate face was chilling.

"Don't say such things for the third time. Don't try to convince others of things you don't even believe. It's not funny."

Jun Yiyan was stunned: "...I have a very bad feeling that we will be separated. I'm not joking, I'm serious..."

"I won't leave." He continued on his own, as if talking to Jun, but also to himself, "Too much time has been wasted, I can't wait, and they can't wait. "

"Wasting time? What do you mean? They, who are they?"

As soon as he asked a series of questions, the mobile phone in his pocket rang like an answer, and then rang.Jun Yiyan ignored him, but just looked at Feitong regardless.

As soon as the ringing stopped, it yelled again relentlessly.

Jun Yiyan furiously took out the phone and wanted to throw it——

His phone had a big screen, and he pulled it out at an angle that allowed both of them to clearly see the name of the caller.

Laughing nonchalantly, he straightened up and jumped off the bed, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet.

Jun Yiyan frowned and picked up the phone: "Hello."

"Where are you?"

"Is something wrong? Shi Yue."

There was a pause on the phone, Shi Yue hummed softly and said:

"It's not me who has something to do, it's your dad. You'd better come to the hospital quickly."