summer like smoke

White sheets, white clothes, white skin... But it is eye-catching, dotted with bright red.From a distance, Lin Yan looked like a dying swan lying in a pool of blood all over the ground.Painful but no whining, no struggle when dying, just so lonely, lying there quietly, still picturesque delicate facial features fluctuate slightly up and down according to the trembling of shoulders and chest, signs of life , only this one place; the expression is forbearing and solemn, the eyes are clear and hot, amazingly gorgeous, looking straight up at the hunter demon above his body, who has killed him so far.Because the whole person is pale and injured, and because he is uncompromising and unwilling to admit defeat, he has a more kind of feeling, which is painful and itchy, and his heart is throbbing.

Even though Xia Zhaoshi has tortured and abused him into the miserable appearance in front of him, Lin Yan will never turn into an ugly toad, but is still a noble, proud, stunning and beautiful swan.Even if he is as strong as Xia Zhaoshi, he can do whatever he wants with him, but he can't move him. His beauty doesn't measure up to an inch.

In the silence filled with boundless eerie and crisis, Lin Yan suddenly coughed lightly to break the silence, no longer pretending to hold back, spat out a mouthful of sticky pus and blood with a face of indifference, and let the smear Shocking blood slowly trickled down the corners of the filthy mouth that had already been crisscrossed with red and white scars on both sides, and finally trickled into his snow-white ivory shoulders, collarbones, chest line and lower abdomen.Tilting his head, he narrowed his slightly red and swollen eyes into two shallow crescent moons, showing an extremely cute but also extremely arrogant smile on his face: "Tsk, Xia Zhaoshi, you are jealous."

At this time, Xia Zhaoshi had already stood up and straightened his back, and his left and right hands were withdrawn from Lin Yan's body one after another.Sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, hearing the words, he casually picked up a lock of sweaty, soft hair from Lin Yan's ear, and said with no concealment of contempt and sarcasm: "You are too confident in your beauty, Lin Yan."

Lin Yan was noncommittal about this, and rarely pursued the obvious disdain and mockery in Xia Zhaoshi's tone, and remained indifferent.The bright smile on his face did not increase but decreased. The big smile seemed to have caught Xia Zhaoshi's handle unintentionally, and he was sure that something like that could ensure his success in this new round of struggle with Xia Zhaoshi. , The winning ticket is in hand, and there is no doubt that we will win.After quietly looking at Xia Zhaoshi for a while, Lin Yan finally licked his lips and retaliated wantonly: "I knew that my beauty is useless to you, but I just said, are you jealous because of me? Hmm? Who is too confident in himself, Xia Zhaoshi?"

Xia Zhaoshi's expression suddenly changed drastically.The fingers suddenly exerted force, and the palms tightened instantly.Lin Yan could clearly and unmistakably feel the pain at the place where the right side of the ear was connected to the scalp, which made him want to roll around, maddened, and begged for mercy.

But he has to hold back, but he can't lose.

Clenching his teeth and taking a deep breath, Lin Yan continued to laugh even though he was trying to force his face: "Ha, look, you are starting to blame me again. Of course you are Xia Zhaoshi who won't be jealous of me, Lin Yan... because you are a No kind of slut! I can't compete with Jiang Zhen, so I use Lin Yan to vent my anger and anger... um..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Zhaoshi's other hand grabbed Lin Yan's chin violently. The force was so strong that Lin Yan's jaw was so painful that his eyes went dark, and he almost thought that he was disfigured because of it.

"Zheng, no, Guo, Jiang, Zhen?" Xia Zhaoshi lowered his head and looked down at Lin Yan, and paused every word with a cold face, "You, are, say, what?"

Lin Yan stared at Xia Zhaoshi without any fear, his face was full of the pleasure of revenge and gloating, and he couldn't help laughing loudly: "Ha! What am I talking about? What am I talking about? You don't know what I'm talking about." Do you know Xia Zhaoshi? Others may not be able to see it, but you can’t lie to me! When Jiang Zhen was talking to that fat man just now, although you were smiling on the surface, in fact, the pain in your heart was already dying? Huh? Isn’t that the case? Ah ha ha!"

Xia Zhaoshi let Lin Yan go crazy without any scruples under his own shackles.However, listening to the other party's hoarse laughter and cursing gradually becoming hysterical, Xia Zhaoshi's face changed several times, his brows were tightly frowned and his eyes froze, and in the end, he gradually became a little unfathomable and unfathomable: "... ...You mean, I like Yan Jiaqi?"

"What do I call that stupid pig!" Upon hearing Xia Zhaoshi's question, Lin Yan immediately acted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. stand upright.He tightly clutched the soft and wrinkled bed sheet with one hand, the fine and enchanting pale lines in his palm were soon stained with bloody red that flowed all over the road, while the other hand was deeply inserted into the sweaty hairline on the top of his head. As if not afraid of pain or death, it twitched crazily, scratching and pulling.The whole person is violent and restless, ferocious and crazy, regardless of whether he cares or not, let alone everything around him, he just screams for liberation and catharsis, "Shut up, shut up, shut up! Xia Zhaoshi, give me a fuck!" Shut up! It's crazy... You're all fucking crazy! No one is normal... No one is normal... Men these days... No fucking normal! Jiang Yi Jiang Zhen, Li Weizhe, Xie Feige, and you... Xia Zhaoshi... Ha! Do you think there is something wrong with their Jiang family's genes? Is there a genetic problem with aesthetics? Or is it contagious? Hmm!? Otherwise Xia Zhaoshi, tell me, why, one, two, three, four, five of you...all like Zhuang Jingyu, Liu Juncheng, and just now...and just now...that idiot man who is as fat as a pig? Huh? They Are they interesting? Are they more interesting than my Lin Yan? Are they fresh to play? Can they keep people fresher than my Lin Yan? Or...or are they beautiful? Compared to my Lin Yan...haha! This How can there be such a funny joke in the world!"

Shouting, cursing and screaming like crazy, in the huge empty and silent room, it lasted for almost 5 minutes.However, after that, everything was like a sad song that gradually came to an end, a burial dirge, and the sharp voice that was so reckless just now, is now the same as Lin Yan's red and swollen eyes that are about to droop at this moment The eyes became so choked and sobbing, and so bleak and difficult: "Why, why do you all only like that kind of person...why do you all like that kind of person? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me?" You don't like me...you don't like me."

From the beginning to the end, even in the middle of the process, when Lin Yan went crazy, Xia Zhaoshi didn't stop him, or even repaired him.But that's not because of pity, but because of enjoyment.

Yes, Xia Zhaoshi enjoys it, Lin Yan who is suffering and helpless, but also desperate and helpless.Because of this kind of Lin Yan faintly, Xia Zhaoshi felt that the violent, bloody, vicious and ruthless lurking deep in his body that no one knew about, gradually started to boil again.Perhaps everyone in the world is obsessed with Lin Yan's arrogance and arrogance, but only Xia Zhaoshi is obsessed with Lin Yan's helplessness, pain and despair.He admits that Lin Yan's smile is indeed extremely beautiful, extremely beautiful, but he also knows very well in his heart that he really likes to see Lin Yan's crying and tears more.That kind of Lin Yan really made people want to love him well, but also made people want to torture him even more.Even sometimes, even Xia Zhaoshi himself felt strange and surprised. Once he faced Lin Yan, who had always had good self-control, he actually wanted to make him hurt, cry, and wallow. Sinking into the boundless sea of ​​suffering that I bestowed upon him, it was obviously so painful that he wanted to live, but he couldn't live, and he couldn't die.Only by grabbing him, Xia Zhaoshi, grabbing yourself as the only straw that can save your life, throwing away your self-esteem, abandoning your pride, begging yourself, begging yourself bitterly, begging yourself humbly...then, can you be freed and live in peace live on.

Although with Xia Zhaoshi's vicious, terrifying and almost frightening means, he can actually do this to many people and make them end up like this.But only doing it to Lin Yan, seeing Lin Yan in pain, crying, and begging him... Xia Zhaoshi felt the most happy and refreshed.In Xia Zhaoshi's eyes, only the most valuable things are eligible to be tortured, ravaged and destroyed by him.And Lin Yan's value lies in that he has such a kind of unshackled, crazy power.

Whether this power is a blessing or a curse, a blessing or a curse, life is not over, so I don't know.But this is indeed the reason why Li Weizhe never, and never will, like Lin Yan.No matter how happy and unrestrained Li Weizhe looks on the surface, deep down in his heart, what he really longs for is a kind of life that no longer has to be in this noisy and bustling world. I have been looking for it for a long time, but the time can be quiet and stable in this world, everything will be calm and flat, everything will be settled, the warmth and tranquility of home.And the power that can make people calm is in Zhuang Jingyu's place.

So ironic.Lin Yan's uniqueness allowed him to get many, many loves in this world, but made him lose the love of his life.Let him get a lot of irrelevant things in this world, but let him lose the only and most desired thing so far.Pride is like life, the person who cherishes the most, but looks down on his most precious pride.But the person who hates him the most takes pleasure in humiliating him, the most precious pride.

Life is so extreme, there has never been a little, compromised tenderness.