How a sick heartthrob can refuse love [Quick Transmigration]

Flour and water can be kneaded into dough, and the smooth white dough seems to have all-embracing softness.Hitting it with your fist will only make it more delicate. When you roll it into a skin with a rolling pin, it is not easy to break and has full tendons.Small doses are rolled into dumpling wrappers one by one, wrapped in the stirred meat stuffing and formed into a ? shape.

The water boils, bubbles come out, and gurgling, Pianyou puts the dumplings into the pot, and adds various seasonings to taste.While waiting for the dumplings to be cooked, Pianyou didn't feel idle? He took out the peach blossom wine that had been brewed before and poured two cups, and put it on the dining table to stand.

The steam was boiling, and the dumplings were cooked. Pianyou poured them into two large bowls and put them on the table.After washing his hands, he went to call Ah Liang.A Liang was sleeping on the bed, his brows were slightly frowned, and his youthful face was full of sadness.

Pianyou reached out and gently smoothed? Frowning? His thick eyebrows, calling out: "Ah Liang, wake up, get up and eat something?"

Qiu Yuliang woke up in a daze, came over, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, did he actually fall asleep?

"I made some dumplings, and some peach blossom wine, get up and have a taste?"

Hearing the quiet, clear and soft voice, Qiu Yuliang's fingers flicked unconsciously? Twice, as if wanting to reach out and grasp the tenderness.

He sat up, nodded, followed? Pianyou's pace and walked slowly to? The dinner table?.Qiu Yuliang sat down slowly, thinking of the scene where she shed tears just now, she blushed a little: "Ah You, I usually don't cry."

"I know," Pianyou handed over the chopsticks and smiled, "Ah Liang's practice is so hard every day, even if he gets hurt, he won't cry. In fact, I'm still a little worried. Today Ah Liang cried a little, I feel more at ease?"

Qiu Yuliang's face turned redder, lowered his eyelashes, picked up the chopsticks and ate.Pianyou looked at Qiu Yuliang wishing he could bury his face in the bowl, secretly thinking that he had made a mistake, and he knew that he should have taken a big bowl.

Today's dumplings are stuffed with corn and shiitake mushrooms. The corn is fragrant and slightly sweet, and the shiitake mushrooms add umami. The meat is finely chopped, smooth and delicious, tender and juicy.Take a bite, the lips and teeth will be fragrant, and the aftertaste will be endless.Qiu Yuliang was still in a bit of embarrassment at first, but after taking a bite of the dumpling, all he had left was to savor it carefully.Pianyou took a sip of peach blossom wine, the faint peach flavor flowed from the teeth to the tongue, cool and sweet, after a few more sips, he became slightly tipsy.

"Food and wine, good friends, three meals a day, this is life." Pianyou leaned on the chair, slightly raised his face, and the carved beams and painted buildings as far as he could see were simple and exquisite.A blush crept up his cheeks, his eyes filled with drunkenness.With a pair of misty eyes like fog, he looked at the front of him lazily.It wasn't until Qiu Yuliang raised his wine glass to touch him that he looked back and looked back at Ah Liang with a slight smile.

"This wine smells? It's bland, but it tastes intoxicating." Pianyou raised the wine glass, and the two touched each other.

He drank all the wine in his glass, got up again, and chanted: "Green Ant New Fermented Wine, Red Clay Small Stove..."

"If you come here in the evening, can you drink a cup of snow?"

Qiu Yuliang looked at the jade cup, unscrupulously looking at the free and easy silhouette reflected on the surface of the cup.It wasn't until Pianyou poured another glass of peach blossom wine for him that he raised his head and looked at Pianyou's drunken face with nostalgia and restraint.

My seclusion, my seclusion, rounded up, do we count as drinking? Let's have a glass of wine?

In the evening, the red clouds drooped their wings, and the rays of the sun scattered in all directions, and Pianyou's eyelashes trembled slightly due to the flashing light and shadow.He opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of blush. He smiled, stood up, took Qiu Yuliang's hand, and said, "Let's go out and have a look? Look?"

Outside the courtyard, the top of the head is dark blue, but the afterglow is red in front of the eyes, and layers of golden light and red shadows are dripping down, dripping down the pupils of the eyes.

The two of them held hands and stood in the dusk and dusk, silent for a moment.

Thoughts seem to be washed away by countless torrents, submerged? At this moment, submerged? The flesh and blood body, only the soul is floating away, drifting away... Dissipated? Far away, falling into the dark place with the setting sun in the sky? ...

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At night, wash up.

Qiu Yuliang got another chance to stay.He and Ah You were lying on the same bed, covered with the same quilt, and breathing in the same space.It seems that all the flowers are blooming, birds and beasts are roaring in my ears, every inch of skin is joyful, jumping for joy, and finally I am one step closer to the one I love.

He felt his blood was hot, hot, from the heart to the lungs, from the meridians to the blood vessels, every place that flowed through was screaming and screaming: My soul, my soul, my sweetheart...

The night is still long, but Qiu Yuliang is doomed to suffer from insomnia.

However, he didn't feel distressed, he just hated that there couldn't be more nights like this.

More, let me listen to my lover's breathing in the deep midnight, until the sky is bright and bright, and my lover wakes up, only to feel that the day is passing and the day is coming again.

However, time always passes quietly, and there is no room for turning around.

After the light broke through the darkness, Qiu Yuliang suddenly felt very disappointed.Why?, why? Can't last any longer.Don't want dawn, if you are with You, and it can only be at midnight, then don't need sunshine?.

Qiu Yuliang didn't understand where his obsessions came from. Such thoughts tormented him and made him uncontrollably happy.Everything seemed false, ethereal, and uninteresting to him, and life to him was nothing more than going from one night to another.The cold spread from the soles of the feet to the heart. As for the head, it was already frozen, purple and black and swollen, with pus oozing from the ice.The flames exploded in his mind, and the skin was frozen. He didn't feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't feel the vitality of the flesh, body, or soul. Everything was stagnant, so stiff that it withered.

Only when I saw Pianyou, my heart began to beat, the ice cubes melted, the flames subsided, and my soul jumped for joy.Sometimes, Qiu Yuliang even wanted to die in Pianyou's hands, staying in the happiest moment forever.

Life is nothingness, but Pianyou has it? He sees color.The foggy gray in the early morning, the dark green of the moss, and the twinkling silver of the stars.Wrapped in these clear and diverse colors? He, wrapped in wisps of vitality? He, life seems to be worth looking forward to.

He turned his body slightly, staring at his god in the dim light.Listen? That small breathing sound, I feel timid and satisfied.He stretched out his hand a little closer, stroking the bridge of Youyou's nose.

His quiet, sleeping beside him at this moment.His hand, at this very moment also touched? His quiet.

Qiu Yuliang suddenly had the pleasure of blasphemy.

The scorching heat instantly ignited his body, Qiu Yuliang withdrew his hand, panting heavily.Wrapped in breath? The primitive impulse spread down from the hair bit by bit.Under the shoulder bone is the ribcage, ribs one after another, the cold bones attached? The warm flesh and blood, beating, beating...

Further down is the abdominal cavity, rising and falling, trembling with the rapid breathing.He put his hand on his lower abdomen, his cold palm caused his lower abdomen to collapse in an instant, but in the next second his burning heart fell down again.

He was panting? He put his hands on his stomach, motionless.

Time gradually passed, and the surge of desire also slowly receded.He was freed from the heat, and he slowly woke up when he heard Pianyou's humming sound.

"Dawn? Ah Liang. It's another new day."

Pianyou propped up her palms and sat up, leaned against the bed, and looked out of the window: "Look, the morning sun has risen?"

The sun did?rise?.The orange-red light passed through mountains, seas, basins, and canyons, and came here, sprinkled on Pianyou's body.

The side facing the sun is dazzling and magnificent, while the side facing away from the light is deep and dark. Qiu Yuliang can't even tell the gap between his black hair and the real darkness.

Perhaps the fine wine from last night remained and fermented in a certain layer of his body, which brought Qiu Yuliang a misty illusion that seemed real and illusory, making him inexplicably feel that his god was a bit sad.

You are alone in the? When the sun is rising, darkness and light blend into a gray shadow on him. He does not belong to the darkness, nor does he belong to the light. He is the third person walking alone in this world.

The misfit other.

Even if the darkness and the light wanted to embrace him so desperately, to hold him in their arms, but he was like a dream bubble, which disappeared at the touch of a touch, and he was unwilling to leave even a faint trace.The fragrance in the air will dissipate, his smile will dissipate, and even the memory, after a long time?, will be deceiving.

Qiu Yuhao wants to get up, hug his god, big man, and his You, his sweetheart, but he can't do anything.

He could only watch the light and shadow gather and then disperse on the Youyou face, watching him raise the eyelids and slowly close them again.Time is passing, there is a wind blowing in the courtyard, rustle - rustle -

Qiu Yuliang struggled? Stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of Pianyou's clothes.

"I see it, the sun is rising." He said timidly.

Pianyou lowered his face slightly, facing this boy who was only 19 years old, and smiled softly.

Qiu Yuliang was stunned on the bed, and all his thoughts froze for a moment.

It was as if the world collapsed in an instant, leaving only that faint smile.

Seeing Qiu Yuliang's bewildered look, Pianyou smiled helplessly, and turned his head to continue admiring the sunrise.

Gone? With that smiling face, Qiu Yuliang's thoughts gradually returned to the cage, but he felt a sharp pain in his heart nervously.The seemingly invisible sadness scattered on Pianyou's body without a trace, but it penetrated into Qiu Yuliang's heart like ten thousand tiny silver needles.He couldn't help murmuring in his mind.

You, don't be sad...don't be sad...

My god is big? People shouldn't be sad because of the world...

Please step on my body and ascend to the throne of God, don't come down to earth, don't let the muck of the mundane world stain your shoes.

Stepping on? Am I okay?Let Ah Liang's body pave your way, let your shoes be splashed with my blood, every step will be printed with a blood footprint, okay?Everything else is dirty, eh? My blood is clean, really, really...

How about just stepping on it? Me, the others are too dirty?

No? I'm clean.

No? I'm clean...

Qiu Yuliang couldn't control his rushing and painful thoughts, and even felt a faint sense of compensatory pleasure in this kind of bloody fantasy that originated from love and pity and then developed into obsession.For a while, I felt self-loathing again, and I couldn't restrain myself from continuing to think about it.

He suddenly felt that he had become a stepping stone for a god, and he felt a heartfelt tremor for this.If he became a stepping stone, then it must be excusable that he accidentally touched the god.

This brought Qiu Yuliang a brand-new way of thinking, which has been bothering him for the past few years? His shadow suddenly shattered into a few fine lines.Qiu Yuliang kept compressing and cutting his own soul and flesh, with a secret excitement and agitation, trying to get out of those few narrow lines.

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"Ah Liang, let's go out and have a look? Look?"

Smiling slightly, he broke Qiu Yuliang's reverie. He stood up, stepped on the window frame against the rising sun, and jumped down in front of Qiu Yuliang.

He was wearing a thin undergarment, bare, naked, and ran towards the dawn with both feet.The black hair is gently raised in the wind, floating and fluttering in strands, free and fearless, as if declaring: Come on, come on, let the light melt me, let me and Chichen melt together, come on, come on Come, come into my arms, live with me, turn into dust together, and dissipate in this world.The wind will accompany us...

Qiu Yuliang's self-disgust and pleasure disappeared strangely, replaced by clusters of heartfelt joy.He stared at him obsessively, watching his god plunge into his bright arms.

That's great, that's great...

Qiu Yuliang got up from the bed, stood on the window frame, jumped off, and walked towards the light.

Is he going to chase his beloved god?