Revolution in the depths of the soul

"You were born with blessings and don't know how to be blessed." Lin Jingfeng thought for a while, and then said: "Leave the ready-made books instead of reading, and quarrel with your father every day."

Zhan Xing continued to rub his back: "They don't understand me!"

Lin Jingfeng: "I see that every time you call, the dad who answers the phone speaks nicely and loves you very much."

Zhan Xing said perfunctorily: "Lu Shaorong is also very talkative, Zhan Yang is simply a powder magazine, it will blow up at the slightest touch, if you were me, you would definitely not want to live there."

Zhan Xing began to complain about the abuse of his two fathers, Lin Jingfeng listened carefully, and finally said: "Your friends and family spoil you too much, this is not acceptable."

Zhan Xing said, "I don't really have any friends, and none of my classmates like me very much."

Lin Jingfeng said, "Oh? You also know that other people don't like you?"

Zhan Xing said with a smile: "The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. It's normal. Do you hate me? Master?"

Lin Jingfeng originally wanted to follow the principle of being a teacher and teach him a few words, but he told the truth: "It's not too annoying."

Zhan Xing patted Lin Jingfeng's back, and there was a loud bang: "That's right!" Then he continued to rub his back.

Lin Jingfeng almost vomited blood due to internal injuries, and it took him a while to recover.

Lin Jingfeng said disapprovingly: "You are just young, and you want to fall in love when you are young. Love is not what you think. When you grow up, you will understand. This kind of mentality is not love at all."

"You're not much older than me." Zhan Xing pinched Lin Jingfeng's face.

Lin Jingfeng said: "Maybe in a few years, your sexual orientation will change again, and now you are just a brat. It's better to treat me as a friend, a brother, or a master, no matter which one is better for you."

Zhan Xing kept silent and didn't get any response from Lin Jingfeng. He remembered his father Lu Shaorong's words: "It's not that if you just grab two gay guys and put them together, they will automatically be a pair."

Lin Jingfeng said again: "You've had enough fun, you should go back to your father and continue your studies. It's dangerous and difficult to get involved in society. If you want to recognize me as a master, don't take his words on deaf ears."

"Oh." Zhan Xing wiped off the ink and said, "Go ahead and wash it."

He got up and went out of the bathroom, the sound of water was heard again, after a while, Lin Jingfeng came out after washing, lying on the bed, his phone was turned on, and he didn't know who to send text messages to.

Zhan Xing was lying on his side with his back to Lin Jingfeng. Even though his back was turned, he could clearly see Lin Jingfeng's handsome profile reflected in the French windows.

The two masters and apprentices had different thoughts and did not communicate.

In Lin Jingfeng's life, he has almost never seriously said this kind of thing to anyone, so the so-called shallow words and deep words may be so.A month ago, he always stared at strangers approaching with indifferent eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and never spoke more than three sentences.

But in his heart, he was actually eager to accept a young apprentice like Zhan Xing.

I am both a lover and a master and apprentice. If I have the opportunity, I can bring up a child from the age of 12 and keep him by my side. I will not let him suffer from the hardships I have suffered when I was learning art, and teach everything I know without reservation. Give it to him and take him on an adventure.

After all, a person's life is too lonely, not to mention he is a thief.

However, this person should not be Zhan Xing.

The time was wrong, the character was wrong, and the background was wrong—whether it was Zhan Xing's background or Lin Jingfeng's own background.

Lin Jingfeng started to have a headache when he thought of the endless wanted by the masters and the sinister old man master. Every time he managed to avoid the limelight, he found that the people sent by the old man followed like maggots.

And now there is Zhan Xing, the oil bottle... Lin Jingfeng's mentality has gradually changed. He can't just leave him after using Zhan Xing. He has to do his best to persuade him to go back. Danger.

Fortunately, the old man didn't take any action during these days, but why didn't he move?What big plan are you planning?

The doorbell rang, Zhan Xing and Lin Jingfeng got up at the same time.

"I'll go." Lin Jingfeng, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, went to open the door.

Zhan Xing huddled under the quilt, and wanted to say something, but since he "declined", he decided not to offend others.

It was Zhang Shuai who came.

"I really can't stand those couples anymore." Zhang Shuai said with a smile: "Is it possible to use your couple's room to make a floor? After all, everyone is a man."

Jianwei went to find Lili, and naturally slept in her room. Lili was crying and screaming, and it took a while to calm down. Zhang Shuai saw that the momentum was not good, and he was afraid that he would sleep in the corridor all night, so he hurried over to borrow a room. .

Lin Jingfeng said lightly: "Come in, we are just master and apprentice, not a couple."

Zhan Xing wrapped himself into a cocoon, wriggled to the end of the bed, revealed his black eyes, and looked at Zhang Shuai slowly.

Zhang Shuai smiled and said, "That's bothering you..."

"It's okay." Lin Jingfeng lay back on the bed.

Zhang Shuai stood awkwardly in the room, without a quilt or pillow, so he had to sleep on the carpet.

Lin Jingfeng ordered: "Come here, little bitch, let Brother Zhang sleep on the bed."

Zhan Xing wrapped himself in the quilt, wriggled out of bed, and squirmed back into bed, Lin Jingfeng frowned and said, "Leave the quilt to him, otherwise why would you let him cover it?"

Zhang Shuai hurriedly said, "I'll ask the waiter for another one."

Lin Jingfeng: "No, we will cover one."

Zhang Shuai sat on the bed and said, "He said they weren't a couple, hehehe..."

Zhan Xing said aggrievedly, "No!"

Zhang Shuai hurriedly said, "Okay, no."

Lin Jingfeng lifted the quilt and let Zhan Xing sleep in. Zhan Xing lay on his stomach, buried his face in the pillow in a daze, and Lin Jingfeng continued to send text messages.

"The goods entrusted to Mrs. Bin have been sold." Lin Jingfeng said, "It's sold for 30 yuan."

"Hmm—" Zhan Xing replied sullenly.

Zhang Shuai smiled and said, "Congratulations."

Lin Jingfeng said again: "No commission, we get it alone, be happy, Master will share it with you..."

Zhan Xing: "I don't want it."

Lin Jingfeng: "... six hundred."

Zhan Xing: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Zhan Xing started to fake cry, howled dryly for a while, Lin Jingfeng turned off the lights, Zhang Shuai wisely put away the phone, everyone closed their eyes and went to sleep.

The pillow was too small, so Lin Jingfeng turned Zhan Xing over and asked him to lie down, Zhan Xing remained motionless and Lin Jingfeng tossed him.

He covered Zhan Xing's side with the quilt, and tucked it back in. He raised Zhan Xing's head, stretched out an arm, and stretched it behind his neck, adjusting the position so that they both shared the same pillow.

Zhan Xing rested his head on Lin Jingfeng's strong arm, and smelled the scent of his man's skin, so his crotch stiffened.

"Little master." Zhan Xing said, "Zhang Shuai is a good guy."

Lin Jingfeng pressed Zhan Xing's ear and said in a very low voice: "This man escaped on the organ road, which proves that he is deeply hidden. We should not underestimate him. Be careful when dealing with him in the future."

Exhibition line: "..."

At this moment, he suddenly remembered many details, and admired Lin Jingfeng even more. Zhang Shuai escaped safely from the tomb, and his skills must have been extraordinary.

Zhan Xing leaned up slightly, looked at Zhang Shuai on the next bed, saw a faint blue light, and seemed to be still sending text messages, Lin Jingfeng pushed Zhan Xing back, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Zhan Xing had a little hope for Lin Jingfeng again, he leaned on Lin Jingfeng's arm sideways, and looked at his side face.

Lin Jingfeng closed his eyes.

The more Zhan Xing looked at him, the more handsome he felt, and the more he liked him, he put his hand on the quilt on his chest, and hugged him through the quilt.

Lin Jingfeng moved unnaturally, and pulled Zhan Xing's hand under the quilt, fearing that he would catch a cold, and put it on his hot naked chest.

Zhan Xing thought wildly, drilled underground for almost 24 hours, and was finally so tired that he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

The next day, Qingdao Railway Station.

"Let's break up here." Lin Jingfeng said.

Zhang Shuai smiled and said, "Where are you going? Brother Xiaojian has my mobile phone number. Third Master, I will contact you often in the future."

Zhan Xing shook his phone, giggling, Li Li yawned with dark circles under her eyes, and leaned against Jian Wei's arms.

"Jianwei wants to go back and finish his university studies." Lili said casually, "I'll go to his school and rent a room to accompany him as a student. Where are your master and apprentice?"

Zhan Xing smiled and said, "Let's go to Shanghai first..."

"People are like duckweed, get together and leave in a hurry." Lin Jingfeng grabbed Zhan Xing and dragged him onto the train: "See you again by fate."

Zhan Xing: "Let me finish, alas, Master..."

Lin Jingfeng got on the train expressionlessly, and after a while, he honked the horn and set off.

Lili mocked, "A dead fish face."

Zhang Shuai laughed and said, "I heard people in the Tao say that he used to have such a temper. I'm leaving too. Take care, both of you!"

Zhang Shuai jumped over the steps, and everyone broke up at the train station and went their separate ways.

On the train:

Lin Jingfeng and Zhan Xing walked along the corridor of the sleeping berth, Zhan Xing said: "This is goodbye, I finally got to know each other a little bit, it's a pity, hey, there are only two of us left."

Lin Jingfeng: "There is always a banquet in the world, it's normal."

Zhan Xing said: "I left their cell phone number, I can contact them."

Lin Jingfeng sneered: "Be careful, this kind of friend who ran away in danger, what is there to make?" He pushed open the door of the sleeper room, stuffed the two people's luggage under the bed, and pressed the hip bag behind the pillow.

This time Lin Jingfeng was very generous, he booked a soft sleeper, there are four beds in the box, no need to squeeze the coffin bed, it is much more spacious.They were the only ones in the box.

Zhan Xing said: "So, only we are still riding the train together."

Lin Jingfeng was lying on the bed in a trance. A long time ago, every time he walked alone, he was left alone in the end. Now there is another exhibition.

Zhan Xing also lay down, pillowed on Lin Jingfeng's shoulder, and asked lazily, "Little Master, where are you going now?"

Lin Jingfeng said: "If you don't want to go to Shanghai, Mrs. Bin has sent us the money, so go back to Minqin first."

Zhan Xing suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Take me to your house?"

Lin Jingfeng asked: "Don't you want to see Dunhuang? I'll take you to the Mogao Grottoes. Go back early and finish reading."

Not long after Zhan Xing got excited, he was poured cold water on his head again and said, "Oh."

Zhan Xing was happy for a while, disappointed for a while, he didn't speak for a while, and then he thought about it, anyway, Lin Jingfeng couldn't do anything to him if he didn't go around, so he felt better.

Lin Jingfeng said: "Tell your father when you turn it on, otherwise the family will not be at ease."

Zhan Xing turned on the phone: "I'll send him a short message, just smile, little master?"

Lin Jingfeng looked paralyzed, Zhan Xing was pillowed on his shoulders, the two were lying together, Lin Jingfeng hugged Zhan Xing, Zhan Xing raised his phone, and adjusted the camera lens left and right, feeling dissatisfied.

Lin Jingfeng took the phone with the other hand, raised it a little higher, and clicked to take a picture.

"Is this good?" Lin Jingfeng commented.

Zhan Xing slightly turned his head away, rubbed Lin Jingfeng's face, and said, "Well, you chose a good angle."

Lin Jingfeng turned his head slightly, and looked at Zhan Xing's lips for a while.

They looked at each other in the sound of the train moving forward, and each could feel the breath of the other.

The only thing Lin Jingfeng was afraid of was losing. Since he escaped from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, he was alone and had nothing to lose.

But once you get it, you have to be on tenterhooks.

Lin Jingfeng struggled in his heart, as if it had been a long time, and it seemed that it was only a short moment, finally he adjusted his position with difficulty, lowered his head and kissed Zhan Xing's lips.

Hormone attack, everything is floating clouds.

Zhan Xing closed his eyes, was kissed by Lin Jingfeng, reached out and grabbed Lin Jingfeng's finger a few times, and pressed the camera button.

Lin Jingfeng's movements were very clumsy, he never knew how to kiss, he kissed intermittently until Zhan Xing began to respond.

Zhan Xing pressed Lin Jingfeng on the bed, and kissed him earnestly. Their jeans had already been pushed up hard. After kissing for a while, Zhan Xing began to undo Lin Jingfeng's belt.

"No, wait."

Lin Jingfeng regretted it, and was about to stretch out his hand to press it, Zhan Xing rubbed his palm, and clasped his fingers together.Lin Jingfeng looked into Zhan Xing's eyes.

"Watch out for someone." Lin Jingfeng said.

Zhan Xing smiled mischievously, untied Lin Jingfeng's belt, unzipped the zipper, and took off his boxer briefs, Lin Jingfeng's dick was already stiff, and water oozed from the front of his penis.

Lin Jingfeng pulled back the curtains, and the room was full of blue light.

Lin Jingfeng's thing was as hard as an iron rod, and he swayed against the root with his slender fingers. It was long and thick, and he stretched his tongue against the genital tendon at the front, sucking gently.

It was the first time Lin Jingfeng was given oral sex, he breathed out tremblingly, the tension almost made him ejaculate.

Zhan Xing sucked in deeply, and let his long and stiff penis deep into his throat. When taking a deep throat, Zhan Xing's vomiting sensation made his throat tighten slightly, and the pleasure hit, Lin Jingfeng couldn't restrain his pupils from constricting.

Lin Jingfeng said, "You're fucking better at it."

Zhan Xing coughed, spat it out, and kissed Lin Jingfeng's glans again: "I learned it from watching movies, but I haven't licked it before. For the first time, Master will do it."

Lin Jingfeng couldn't laugh or cry, what is this all about!

"Stop playing." Lin Jingfeng patted Zhan Xing's head.

Zhan Xing said: "Hug me, little master."

Lin Jingfeng was a little emotional again, he raised his feet and sat up, hugging Zhan Xing, the two of them rubbed together for a while, Lin Jingfeng said: "Get up."

He asked Zhan Xing to stand by the box door and hugged him from behind.

Zhan Xing became nervous and asked, "Do...what?"

Lin Jingfeng imitated Zhan Xing's tone, while undoing Zhan Xing's belt, he said innocently: "I didn't do anything, how could I do anything?"

Zhan Xing said: "Hey, turn...turn back, at least let me come first, little master, let me..."

Lin Jingfeng whispered in Zhan Xing's ear: "I'm sorry, master will give you a shot, and you will be honest."

Before Zhan Xing could answer, Lin Jingfeng's penis, which was as hard as an iron bar, had already pressed against his back court, and he couldn't help but push in.

"It hurts...it hurts!" Zhan Xing immediately shouted, "Wait!"

Lin Jingfeng hissed and covered his mouth with one hand.

Zhan Xing was so painful that tears filled his eyes. Lin Jingfeng didn't understand foreplay, he didn't lubricate it enough, and he didn't take it step by step. As soon as he entered, he began to thrust and thrust. .

"Hmm." Lin Jingfeng paused for a while, then pulled out vigorously, and then inserted deeply to the end.

Zhan Xing tilted his head, his eyes showed a look of pain, Lin Jingfeng looked at his eyes intently, and was aroused by more violent desires, his left hand was always tightly covering Zhan Xing's mouth to prevent him from screaming. One arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him tightly in front of her.

Zhan Xing's trousers were pulled halfway down, and his shirt was hanging in front of him. Lin Jingfeng unbuttoned Zhan Xing's shirt and said, "I'm starting."

Zhan Xing broke down and said "Uh--", Lin Jingfeng slammed hard, Zhan Xing only felt the hot discomfort gradually fade away, although it was still extremely uncomfortable, there was a strange pleasure in his heart.

He's fucking me...we're making love...Zhan Xing breathed out intermittently, his mind was dizzy, Lin Jingfeng put his right hand in a fingerless glove into his shirt, stroked Zhan Xing's belly and chest back and forth, Twirling his nipples with his bare fingers, Zhan Xing felt overwhelmed by intense pleasure for an instant, and his screams turned into intermittent moans.

Lin Jingfeng touched half of Zhan Xing's body, suddenly stopped, hugged him tightly, let go of his hand, and kissed Zhan Xing's lips tenderly.

Lips and tongues intertwined, Lin Jingfeng's kiss was gentle, but his crotch twitched but he was domineering and savage, so he sped up the speed.Zhan Xing felt the hard stick stabbed in his body swell a little, and trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Jingfeng heaved a sigh of relief as the train came to a stop with a whine.

Parting his lips, Lin Jingfeng shaved and stretched his face sideways, and asked, "Did you enjoy what little master did?"

Zhan Xing: "You...Little Master, is this your first time?"

Lin Jingfeng didn't answer. Footsteps came from the corridor, and a voice said, "Why can't you push it open? It's locked inside?"

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

Exhibition line: "..."

Lin Jingfeng immediately pulled up his trousers, lay back on the berth, covered him with a quilt, put his shoulders against the door, fastened his belt in a hurry, and opened the door.

There were two men who came, and as soon as Zhan Xing opened the door, he said, "Aha, hello!"

Zhan Xing had just finished being fucked, his face was flushed, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, his expression was very unnatural, and he went out to the bathroom in the corridor, while Lin Jingfeng was lying on the couch humming as if nothing had happened.

The train set off again, and the two men entering the box nodded to Lin Jingfeng, and Lin Jingfeng gave a rare smile in response.

The conductor opened the toilet, and Zhan Xing stepped in immediately.

"Ouch - Ouch -" Zhan Xing cried out in agony, Lin Jingfeng didn't know how much he ejaculated in his body.

After Zhan Xing finished processing, he leaned against the wall of the bathroom. The environment of this train was good, and it was cleaned very well. Lin Jingfeng was finished having a good time, but Zhan Xing was still holding back, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

He was still wearing one of Lin Jingfeng's fingerless gloves. At this moment, he couldn't help but lift up his shirt and rub it repeatedly on his chest and lower abdomen. When the rough cloth felt on his skin, he aroused hot desire again.

Zhan Xing closed his eyes, touched the front of his body with one hand, and repeatedly manipulated his stiff penis with the other hand, and kept thinking about the feeling when he was pressed against the door and thrust.

It was very uncomfortable when he came in, and there was a kind of embarrassing comfort when he was holding it. At that time, he was hardened by Lin Jingfeng, and he really felt pleasure.

In less than a moment, Zhan Xing also shot.

The phone rang, and a text message came from an unfamiliar number: "Where did you go? What are you doing? Come back soon."

Zhan Xing knew that this must be Lin Jingfeng's cell phone.

After thinking about it, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it to his collarbone. His clothes were disheveled, his hands were covered with white greasy liquid, his trousers were zippered open, hanging loosely, and his penis remained half-hard.

He raised his mobile phone, leaned against the door, took a picture of himself, and sent it back to Lin Jingfeng.

Lin Jingfeng received the reply, opened the photo, and immediately closed it again.

He glanced at the person on the opposite side. The two men were packing their luggage, so he couldn't help but open the photo again. His Adam's apple twitched and his blood boiled.

"Fuck." Lin Jingfeng whispered.

Zhan Xing pushed the door and went back to the box, wearing his shirt and trousers neatly.

"Hi." Zhan Xing said.

"Hello." The man sitting on the bunk nodded to him.

"Hi." Lin Jingfeng said lazily, and glanced at Zhan Xing.

There was a smile in Zhan Xing's eyes, Lin Jingfeng gave way to the head of the bed, half lying down, Zhan Xing squeezed on it unceremoniously.

"Where are you guys going to play?" the man in the shop opposite asked.

Lin Jingfeng said, "Wuwei, I'm from Gansu."

"Ah—" the middle-aged man said: "Make friends, my name is Zhai Wen, from Dalian, and this is my Tie Zi, Tang Chu."

"Hi there," said another man in his thirties.

The man asked: "Go home to see your parents?"

Lin Jingfeng: "Look at grandma, my name is Lin Shan, the mountain of Fenglin Huoshan; this is my godson, Zhan Xiaojian."

Zhan Xing: "Son, your sister!"

Lin Jingfeng: "My sister is your sister."

Lin Jingfeng smiled; Zhan Xing suddenly realized something was wrong, and asked, "You talked a lot today."

Lin Jingfeng said indifferently: "Is there any?" Immediately, he threw the phone on the bed, stretched out his arm, Zhan Xing consciously adjusted his position, put his pillow on Lin Jingfeng's shoulder, and let him half hug him.

Zhai Wen said: "Gansu is a good place, but it lacks water."

Lin Jingfeng gave a faint "hmm", and Zhai Wen looked out the window and said, "When does this train arrive in Lanzhou?"

Lin Jingfeng said: "The whole journey takes 22 hours. Did you get on the bus in Jinan?"

Zhai Wen replied: "Yes, then tomorrow morning, no card game, little brother, it's boring anyway, fighting a landlord?"

Lin Jingfeng put away the phone, sat up, and replied: "Take it, Xiaojian doesn't know how to play, let's play."

Zhan Xing lay on the bed and said, "You guys play, I don't play..." He looked at dozens of unanswered text messages, and decided to find someone to chat with, and share the happiness in his heart with someone he trusted.

Because after living for 17 years, he finally started to talk about his first love in his hometown, China, which is far away from home and on the other side of the ocean.

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