Lord Rabbit

This is a very small room, dim, with only one small window, but since there are only three or four people in the room, it does not seem crowded, but rather empty.

Qin Cha was hung high, his wrists were broken because of hanging for too long, the hands that were once hidden in the pure white sleeves, the hands that held the gun, and the hands that touched Master Rabbit, were white and slender And the bony and boneless hand was already swollen and festered, and rusty nails were driven into the once knuckle fingers.The hand drooped on the other side of the handcuffs in an extremely twisted arc.There is a dim yellow light above the head, and the figures of a few flying insects are revealed under the weak light.

The white jacket on his body was already stained with blood, and welts bulged exaggeratedly from the torn clothes, like countless ferocious little snakes.

He had just been tortured, although he suffered a lot in singing, how could he stand this kind of torture.Often he passed out within a few strokes, he couldn't tell whether it was day or night, he just felt dragged from one room to another, suffered various tortures, fainted and woke up again.

He struggled to open his eyes, sweat and tears drooped from his eyelashes, his back was numb and hurt, he could smell something burning in his blood, before he could recover, there was a sharp pain in his back, the Japanese followed along Looking at his back, he tore off a piece of skin scorched by the tongs.

He never screamed, just clenched his teeth without saying a word, sometimes he bit his tongue or his lip, the whole mouth was dripping with blood, and the blood mixed with saliva and flowed onto his thin chin.

He passed out again, and when he woke up, he was being dragged out of the house. He lowered his head and saw bloodstains dripping from him, and suddenly saw fine, crystal-clear powdered sugar on the ground.

He remembered that it was the candy he used to prepare for the children. He would always prepare candy for the children in his pocket. He forgot when he put it in his pocket, and now it fell to the ground while pulling. trampled to pieces.

He looked indifferently at the endless corridor in front of him, thinking of Uncle Zhao and Ni'er, they escaped after the fall of Peking, wondering what they are doing now?If I had listened to Uncle Zhao and walked with him, it would not be like this now.But he didn't regret it at all, he just regretted not saying "I love you" to Sheng Yi.

Now there is no chance.

The door of a cell was opened, and Qin Cha was slammed into it. The ground was cold and only covered with a thin layer of dry grass.

Qin Cha was lying on his side on the ground, but he didn't dare to lie down. There was no skin on his back, and it was burning and painful to touch.He was alone in this cell, which was dark all day long.He knew that he had only two possibilities - to be dragged out to be tortured, or those Japanese never came again, leaving him alone to rot and die in this small and dark space.

He made sure that there was no one around, so he carefully took out a rabbit from his arms, which was given to him by Sheng Yi last, with smooth skin, three-petal mouth, and big black eyes. Qin Cha carefully wiped it clean The blood on it, sticking to the face, is cold, cold.

When he was being tortured, he thought of the master rabbit in his arms, given to him by birth, the little master rabbit accompanied him to suffer in this hell, so he didn't feel the pain anymore.

Drowsy, I don't know how many days and nights have passed, the days are nothing more than being dragged out to be tortured, and then thrown back after being tortured, in a haze, I always think of my childhood.

The third young master of the Hong family stood in front of him, took out a delicate rabbit master from his arms, and said, "This is for you."

He took him home and said, "This is my best friend."

He left a letter saying, I will come to you after the war is over.

That cautious and tentative kiss, the countless nights of embracing and sleeping, the temperature of the palms at the station at the end, bit by bit, the last memories are all about him.

The immature voice rang in my ears, he is my best friend...

The rain is pattering, the nine years of the Republic of China are a good time...

The Mid-Autumn Festival in 1944 is said to be the day when Hou Yi could look at his beloved wife Chang'e in the Moon Palace and miss each other.

As usual, Sheng Yi brought a box of rose cakes and came to Qin Cha's grave with a little rabbit in his arms.

"Rabbit, it's this year." Sheng Yi smiled slightly: "I'm late."

"Last time when you asked me how many I had, I always counted one less. I just remembered a few days ago that you counted this year's. No, I brought you this time, just for Master rabbit, I just came to see you now, so wait. It's not that I'm confused, it's that you didn't remember clearly. I'm usually sloppy, but I remember clearly about the two of us."

"Because I left you to join the army before, you left me this time, and you only cared about being a hero and ignored me. I've been looking for you for more than six months...but I'm still late."

"You always think I forgot what you told me, when you performed, whether your cloud shoulders are pink or red...but I will never forget you...because, I love you."

The phrase "I love you" came too late. After more than ten years, I finally failed to tell you personally.

"Rabbit, see you in the next life."

As he said that, Sheng Yi put the gun on his temple, pulled the trigger, and the blood splashed thousands of red in the air. In the blur, he only heard the melodious and melodious voice of Qin Cha. .

Pear blossoms, spring brings rain

Pear blossoms fall, spring enters the mud

This life is only for one person to say that the love of his king is also insane

Love is crazy

Natural beauty is hard to give up Natural beauty is hard to give up

A Song of Everlasting Sorrow A Song of Eternal Sorrow

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No, no, it's not over yet, I'm probably going to be beaten to death if I end up like this.Coded a sweet ending, the cutie who likes to eat HE can read it, and the one who eats BE can hear it here 23333

At the New Year's Eve party in 2019, Qin Cha let a makeup artist apply layer after layer of eye shadow to him in the dressing room.

"Brother Qin." The assistant came over and whispered to Qin Cha: "Mr. Hong from the sponsor this time wants to see you."

"No." Qin Cha rebuffed straight away, "I'm going to perform again later."

"They have cooperated with our company, and they sponsored a lot of this party."

"I found an excuse to refuse. What do I want to see? I'm just an actor. Why does he see me? I'm not like some people." He glanced at a young actor sitting in the man's arms next to him: " Selling art and selling oneself."

The actor was also handsome, but he was a little more charming than Qincha. He was the first-line Japanese singer, Tetsuya Yamada, who was specially invited this time.He coquettishly spoke to the man in his arms in awkward Chinese: "Brother Qincha is speaking ill of me again." The man hugging him pampered him and rubbed his head: "No, no, he is jealous us"

"Hey" Qin Cha threw a bottle of liquid foundation over and said in a sulky voice, "Too much sex before a performance will make your legs weak!"

The two knew that Qin Cha had no malicious intentions, so they hugged each other even tighter happily.

"You are the one."

A voice sounded behind her, Qin Cha was startled, as if recalling something, she turned to look at the man in suit and leather shoes in front of her.

"Hello, Mr. Qin Cha." The man smiled, "My name is Hong Shengyi."

Hong Shengyi?The name is so familiar, it seems to be an indispensable part buried in a certain period of life.

"Hi, my name is Qincha." Qincha stood up politely and shook hands with him.

"In contrast, I would rather call you Tuer." The man said, and put a very old Beijing-style Master Rabbit in front of the vanity mirror.

I remembered, I remembered everything.

The acquaintance, separation, reunion, misunderstanding, betrayal, escape, and martyrdom in the nine years of the Republic of China.

Everything is remembered like an old movie.

He also remembered everything about the two people who were in love with each other behind him.

Tears welled up from Qin Cha's eyes. He punched Sheng Yi lightly and complained, "Why did you come to me and told me to wait. Ichiro... Ichiro has come to Yamada a long time ago."

"Didn't I almost let you block the door when I came today?" Sheng Yi was a little amused, why is Qin Cha's temper now so grumpy? "Don't cry, the makeup you just put on is gone again."

"Brother Qin, hurry up, the performance will start in a while." A staff member came in and urged.

"Hey," Qin Cha wiped away her tears: "I have a VIP ticket, the second row is the most conspicuous, can you tell me apart this time?"

Sheng Yi grinned: "I promise I can do it this time. Just look at it!" [Inspiration comes from the following three points: 29. Rabbit Lord (also known as Rabbit God) is a god in Chinese legend, who specializes in male homosexuality in the world Emotions appear in some literary works, the most famous of which are Yuan Mei's "Zibuyu Volume [-] Rabbit God" and "Canghai Supplements Volume [-] Rabbit Lord".

1636. Lord Rabbit appeared in the late Ming Dynasty.Ji Kun (about [-]) of the Ming Dynasty recorded in "The Remaining Manuscript of Huawang Pavilion": "The Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing is mostly made of clay in the shape of a rabbit, and the clothes are seated like a human, and the children worship it." This is the earliest about the rabbit. recorded.Master Rabbit may have been molded out of mud according to the image of the Jade Rabbit on the "Moonlight Paper".

[-]. "Rabbit" refers to "Sanggong"-that is, it refers to child molestation and the like.There is a special group of men who are engaged in this kind of industry that makes people overwhelmed.According to the top, middle and bottom three teachings, Xianggong is a low-level profession-worse than sex.In old Beijing, cockroaches were called "chicken" and male prostitutes were called "rabbits". 】

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