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With a "bang", Xia Yu slammed the door heavily.

The furious father and weak mother were locked behind the door, and he kept walking forward with his head sullen.

No direction, no destination, just keep going, keep going.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the early risers passed by one by one.

He didn't look away until his legs were so painful that he couldn't walk steadily, and he fell down twice in succession. He finally found a secluded narrow alley where the sun couldn't shine, and sat down.

He leaned against the wall exhausted, his forehead was sweating, and his face was pale.

He didn't care about the bleeding knees and elbows, nor did he look at the swollen calf. He just sat quietly on the stone brick, raised his head and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths.

The plausible appearance of my father hovered in my mind, and my mother's shrinking face flashed before my eyes from time to time.

Xia Yu couldn't help thinking, what kind of family did he grow up in?

What kind of people are his parents?

A dialogue overturned his cognition of more than ten years, and also overturned his impression of his father and mother.

Did he even doubt that they really loved him?

Was he born just to see him get married and have children?

Would he also abandon him if he didn't get married and have children?Just like abandoning Xia Zhao back then?

He couldn't figure it out, and couldn't understand it.

And what should he do next?

How should he face them in the future?It is impossible to live forever.

Questions came one after another, and Xia Yu rested her head on her uninjured knee irritably.

He took deep breaths vigorously and continuously.

One, two, three...

However, the feeling of tightness in the chest could not be relieved at all, and the mind was also chaotic and chaotic.

So annoying, and so boring.

He closed his eyes and thought in his mind.

As time passed, the sun gradually rose to the sky.

Due to the shelter of the houses on both sides, the visibility in the narrow alley is much higher, but it is still shrouded in shadow, but the wind blowing in brings a little warmth from the sun.

"Xia Yu?"

After an unknown amount of time, a voice sounded with a hint of exploration.

Xia Yu raised her head from her knees and saw Zhou Ding standing not far away.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Zhou Ding took two steps forward: "I live near here, I saw it when you came out."

Because the booking was late and the houses in this resort were pretty good, he couldn't get the house next to Xia Yu, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

He stood on the balcony all night again yesterday, and just as he was about to go back to his room in the morning, he saw Xia Yu angrily walking outside barefoot, looking at the time, and then at the direction Xia Yu came out of and the pajamas he hadn't changed in time , I also know that there must be a quarrel with the family, and the quarrel is not serious.

He immediately went downstairs to follow, but never approached.

Afterwards, he waited at the corner of the alley for almost an hour, feeling that Xia Yu should have slowed down, so he came out to say hello.

It seems to be almost the same now, at least Xia Yu's expression is very calm, not as irritable as before.

Zhou Ding glanced at his knees and asked again, "Are you okay?"

Xia Yu rested her chin with one hand and said lazily, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he lifted the tip of his nose slightly and sniffed, "You smell like smoke, do you still have smoke?"

Zhou Ding touched the cigarette case in his pocket: "There are still a few."

Xia Yu stretched out her hand naturally: "Give me one."

Zhou Ding walked over and handed him one, and lit him with a lighter.

With a snort, the smell of nicotine gradually filled the narrow alley.

Xia Yu leaned against the wall, holding Xiangyan between her slender fingers.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, raised his head, and spat it out forcefully, as if he wanted to let out all the boredom in his chest.

Gray smoke exhaled from the slightly opened mouth, drifted upwards, and was quickly blown away by the wind passing through the narrow alley.

He closed his eyes and took another deep breath.

Zhou Ding didn't say anything, just stood aside and looked at Xia Yu silently.

Xia Yu's skin was white in the shadows, his hair and eyelashes were thick and black, and the frozen and darkened blood on his knees became the only bright color.

He closed his eyes and looked up. There were blue fingerprints on his swan-like neck, scratches on his wrists and elbows, stained cuffs and hem, and dust-stained pants and toes. Embarrassed, and a little gray, but people can't move their eyes away.

It looks fragile and charming.

Zhou Ding exhaled, and looked away from Xia Yu's lips.

He walked to Xia Yu and sat down, trying to make his tone as casual as possible: "Did you quarrel with the family?"

Xia Yu hummed lightly.

Zhou Ding glanced at Xia Yu's neck: "Your injury..."

Xia Yu said concisely: "I accidentally dropped it."

Zhou Ding said, "I saw you fall."

He saw both wrestlings, but because Xia Yu was far away, Xia Yu stood up quickly after falling, so he didn't have a chance to step forward to help.

Flicking his finger on the cigarette, Xia Yu glanced at him: "Then you have been with me for a long time."

Zhou Ding nodded: "Yes."

"Why didn't you come here before?"

Zhou Ding said seriously: "I think you would want to be alone more."

The posture of running away in anger after quarreling with parents is too familiar.

He once quarreled with his parents and ran outside without wearing a winter coat.At that time, I don't feel cold at all, and I don't feel pain when I touch it, and I don't want comfort at all, I just want to go to a place where there are no people and stay alone.

And last night, He Xinyang also reminded him to restrain himself.

Restrain all strong emotions, restrain all impulsive behavior, and let him not be too enthusiastic towards Xia Yu, otherwise it will only scare people away.

So even if he really wanted to send Xia Yu to the hospital, help him deal with his wound immediately, care about him, and comfort him, Zhou Ding suppressed everything.

After listening, Xia Yu curled her lips into a smile: "Then why are you here now?"

"I think you should be pretty quiet."

Xia Yu laughed again, he raised his head and exhaled the smoke, a little blood color appeared on his pale lips.He said: "Zhou Ding."

"I'm here."

Xia Yu didn't look at him, but looked up at the blue sky and asked, "Do your parents know your sexual orientation?"

Zhou Ding shook his head: "I don't know."

He himself only found out not so long ago.

Xia Yu asked again: "Then if your parents found out about your sexual orientation, how would they react?"

So did you come out in front of your parents?

Zhou Ding thought secretly, and couldn't help but glance at the bruise on Xia Yu's neck again.Xia Yu's skin is fair, even if the fingerprints are light blue, they are particularly glaring on his skin.

He withdrew his gaze and said, "There shouldn't be much reaction. They have been living abroad, and their minds are more open-minded after staying for a long time."

Xia Yu laughed: "That's great." There was self-mockery and envy in her tone.

After speaking, he took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and wrung out the cigarette butt on the ground, "Do you want to open the room?"

Zhou Ding was taken aback: "What?"

Xia Yu said it again: "Do you want to open a room?"

"Now?"

"Yes, right now." Xia Yu raised his eyelids, his eyes were dark and shiny.

Zhou Ding didn't know what Xia Yu was thinking in such a split second, but he could clearly feel the change in the other party's demeanor and aura.

He didn't ask much, just said: "Aren't you going to the hospital to treat the wound?"

Xia Yu glanced at the scratches on her knees: "It's all minor injuries, let's talk about it later."

He feels extremely boring now, and just wants to do something interesting to be happy.

As he spoke, his eyes rolled, his chin lifted, and his eyes fell on Zhou Ding's face again.

He raised his lips slightly, looked into Zhou Ding's eyes, lowered his voice, slowed down his tone, and unreasonable ambiguity grew in his eyes and tone.

"I haven't had breakfast yet," he said.

It was obviously a very common sentence, but Zhou Ding felt that it was full of hooks and hints.

Shaking the hands hanging by his side, he looked at Xia Yu without saying a word.

Only eyes were fixed on the thin lips, watching it open and close, and whispered full of temptation——

"Hey, hey, Zhou Ding..."

The house where Zhou Ding lives is not far from here.

Once inside, they start kissing.

Zhou Dingduan hugged Xia Yu, kissed him eagerly, locked the door, carried him upstairs, and immediately closed the thick blackout curtains after entering the bedroom.

When the curtains were drawn, the room was suddenly dark.

The closed environment makes the sound of clothes rubbing against each other and the heavy snorting extremely clear.

"Would you like to turn on the light?" he asked between kisses.

Xia Yu said, "No."

"it is good."

"Hold me tighter."

"it is good."

Zhou Ding hugged the other party vigorously, lowered his head at the same time, and kissed the corner of the other party's lips comfortingly.

Then, his lips fell lightly on the bruised skin.

I also know that these finger marks should be pinched out by Xia Yu's father.

Zhou Ding frowned, feeling a little distressed.

He groped in the dark, and based on his memory, he gently kissed all the five fingerprints that were very obtrusive when he thought of them, as if to comfort, but also as if he wanted to cover them all with his own scent.

He asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Yu recalled the time when his father grabbed his neck, he shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, but..."

A burst of warm breath brushed against his ears, Zhou Ding felt his ears itch.

"But now I want pain."

The voice is low and soft.

Like coquettish, like seduce.

Zhou Ding swallowed, and nodded: "Okay." He heard the voice and said softly: "I still want to break it."

This time Zhou Ding didn't directly agree, he rubbed the other side's face: "Why?"

"No why."

His ears suddenly became hot, and Zhou Ding's back stiffened instantly.

His scalp was numb, and he held his breath subconsciously. Before he could say anything, he heard that voice once again issued a seductive invitation to his cochlea——

"I want to break, let me break, okay?"

As soon as his Adam's apple rolled, Zhou Ding's breathing suddenly became heavier.

The hand hanging by his side clenched even tighter. After a while, he nodded, "Okay."

……

The windows in the room were closed tightly, and the curtains were tightly drawn.

Outside the wall separated by a bright sky, there are lively crowds and noisy voices, while inside the wall is the dimness where you can't see your fingers, there are two people embracing tightly and the room is full of ambiguous atmosphere.

The quilt fell to the ground, crumpled into a ball.

Xia Yu frowned, her long eyelashes trembled, and a layer of mist formed in her dark eyes, trembling and crumbling.

"Hiss." He called out shortly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ding kissed his fingers comfortingly.

Xia Yu shook her head: "I accidentally touched the wound on my knee, it's okay, it doesn't matter if it hurts, it just hurts like this."

When your body hurts, you won't care about the boredom in your heart.

Zhou Ding said with a suppressed voice: "You hold my hand."

Zhou Ding reached out to grab the hand that was tightly clenched on the pillow, and forcibly interlocked his fingers.

While suppressing the impulse in his heart, he lowered his head and gently kissed the light-white fingers.

Xia Yu's hands are really pretty.

It is white and thin, usually clean and slender, and looks like a work of art, but once it has a little more powder, it looks delicate and attractive.

Just like its owner.

When she was in front of people, she was silent, dressed in black and white, low-key and cold, but once she was behind people, she was extremely flirtatious and seductive, making people's hearts itchy and unbearable, wishing that her soul would be hooked away.

"Xia Yu."

Xia Yu frowned slightly, he closed his eyes, and only hummed perfunctorily from his nose.

"How bad is it?"

Zhou Ding stroked Xia Yu's fingers, and kissed his cheek again.

"I do not know either."

Xia Yu exhaled slowly, her dark and wet eyes accurately looked at the other person's eyes in the darkness, and then stared at the other person provocatively, "Why don't you try to find that degree by yourself?"

Zhou Ding's eyes darkened, and he fully accepted the opponent's provocation.

He lowered his head, kissed the corner of Xia Yu's lips, and announced in a low and dangerous voice——

"Then I'll start."