Cub's father is not human

Yin Li turned his head and glanced at Fan Lang, pursed his lower lip, and said, "I'm going first, then, see you, auntie." Let's go, I don't have anything to say while standing, and what I say hurts his heart.

Fan Lang took two quick steps to block Yin Li's path, turned his back to Yin Li, and said to Fan's mother, "Fan Lin, my mother's legs are not healed yet, take care of her when you're not at home."

Mother Fan sighed and raised her voice, "Fan Lang, don't talk about her, I'll ask you, you won't come back home"

Yin Li stared at Fan Lang's broad back. The gauze above his eyes had been removed, and a new gauze was replaced on his right wrist. The smell of clean disinfectant came from Fan Lang's body into Yin Li's nose. He sniffed it. , this flavor is Fan Lang's, clean and fresh.

He built a wall in his heart, no matter what others said, he would not let it erode his heart and make him hurt.

Fan Lang heard the sound of footsteps moving behind him, and his heart tightened. He took Yin Li's hand, pushed him to stand beside him, and said in a low voice, "Mom, don't do this. It's convenient for me to live there. Fan Lin and Dad at home take care of you—"

"Fan Lang!" Fan's mother yelled loudly, with a lot of blame in her tone, she said tremblingly, "Fan Lang, my mother is not stupid when she is old. If you really worry about me, get married right away, Xiaoying If you don't like it, you can go find it yourself, and live a good life." Fan's mother's hand on her lap was shaking, and she taught Fan Lang a trembling voice, using a tone she had never used before.

Fan Lang had never made her worry, never made her so sad.

Fan's mother looked up at Fan Lang, her son was so big, the little darling she always hugged and coaxed when she was a child, now she needs to look up, the bigger it is, the more sad it is for her.

Not disappointed, but sad, sad, distressed.

Fan Lang knelt down, held Fan's mother's hand, his eyes were filled with pain, and said in a low voice, "Mom, I found it, but you didn't agree."

Yin Li was startled, and looked at Fan Lang's back in shock, which slipped from his solid shoulders onto his sharp-edged face, what did he say, that he found someone he likes?His words caused the wall in Yin Li's heart to collapse.

Mama Fan pulled her hand out, before finishing her angry words, tears flowed out, leaving on the face carved with annual rings by the years, every wrinkle was engraved with sadness and sadness, her lips trembled, and trembling raised her eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at Fan Lang, "You", he couldn't say anything cold.

Fan Lin's eyes widened. She looked at Fan Lang and Yin Li, her eyes were red, and she choked up and said, "Brother, how can you say such a thing."

Fan Lang felt very hurt. His two favorite women had red eyes because of him, and he hurt their hearts. Fan Lang closed his eyes hard and said, "Mom, Fan Lin, let me take care of my own affairs." Okay, let me decide. You guys, don't tell Dad, he has a bad heart, I. Mom, I'm sorry, I just like him, let me decide for myself, okay?" Fan Lang paused, his voice hoarse, "I take you home by car"

Mother Fan held back tears with her hands, turned her head away, "You go, you don't need to send it, you, you still have injuries on your hands, wait" she couldn't stop crying, "Let's talk when the injuries are healed, Fan Lang Mom doesn't care anymore, I can't control it anymore, it's mom who blocked you, I..."

Fan Lang stood up, he chilled his family.Fan Lang lowered his head, clenched his fists, his heart ached, he let them down and chilled him.

The bones that hadn't healed were excruciatingly painful because of the force. Fan Lang wanted to numb himself with this pain. He stood straight. A child who has done something wrong cannot repent.

The severely painful fist was covered by someone, and he warmly and gently opened his gauze-wrapped right hand and stuffed it into one hand, preventing him from hurting himself again. Through the thick gauze, the stretched hand was lightly boned Trembling hold that hand.

Yin Li stood beside Fan Lang, bent down and put the tissue in Fan's mother's hand, Fan's mother was at a loss, with resentment and grievance in her eyes, she raised her head, Yin Li put the tissue in, and bowed deeply to her With a bow, "Auntie, let's take you home first. If you don't go home, Fan Lang won't leave at ease."

Fan Lin moved her lips, supported her mother, and stood up. She supported her indifference, supported Fan's mother and Yin Li, walked out of the hospital together in silence, and sat straight into the taxi without saying a word.

The winter night came so quickly, the lights outside were turned on, and people in twos and threes on the street were rushing home to cook and rest. Fan Lang stood on the side of the road with a lonely expression, looking at the car going away without saying a word, Stubbornly wanting to wait for the people in the car to turn around, say goodbye, and look at him.

Yin Li held Fan Lang's hand and stopped another taxi.

He and Fan Lang were sitting on both sides of the car, the bustling street scene flew by, grotesque, unable to hear the sound, and even breathing became suppressed.

On the radio in the car, Wang Feng sang the vicissitudes of life in a hoarse voice——

Last night I stood still in the rain,

Looking across the street motionless,

That moment seemed to go back to the past,

I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Life is like a farewell,

Goodbye from the beginning to the end,

What you have is gradually scars,

When looking back.

Yin Li stared at the scenery that passed by quickly, the bitter taste slowly passed on the tip of his tongue, life was like a farewell.He saw Fan Lang's profile from the reflection in the car window, like a statue standing in the wind and rain, exuding an aura of alienation.

Winter is almost over, but the cold wind in spring can also chill people's hearts.

As soon as Yin Li unlocked the door, he was suddenly pushed in from behind. Before he could turn around, Fan Lang slammed him on the back of the door. His back hit the cold door, and a desperate kiss was suppressed on his lips.

Cold and hot.

Fan Lang shackled him tightly behind the door and tried his best to prevent him from escaping. His kiss rubbed against Yin Li's lips fiercely, passing the pain to him and letting him accompany him in the pain.

Yin Li panted on the side of Fan Lang's face, Fan Lang held his head in his hands, the room was pitch black, only scattered starlight shone into the room, Fan Lang bit Yin Li's neck, panting heavily in the wet|slippery kiss It's getting hotter and hotter.

Well, Yin Li tasted the smell of blood, it hurts very much, it hurts everywhere, wherever Fan Lang's kiss falls, it hurts hot.

"Fan Lang..." Yin Li snorted softly, but his hands were tightly wrapped around Fan Lang's shoulders. He gasped and called his name, his chest heaving.

Panting heavily, Fan Lang tore off Yin Li's coat and threw it on the ground, and pushed his fleece to a high place, exposing his thin waist.

It was cold in the room, and the air conditioner was not turned on.Yin Li's skin became pimples when it came into contact with the air-conditioning. He was a little panicked and didn't know whether to let Fan Lang go crazy or push him away.

Fan Lang's big hand got into his clothes, it was cold and rough, rubbed and touched his chest, and the skin he touched was hot and painful, and it was so happy.

Yin Li untied Fan Lang's belt with trembling hands, if he wanted to go crazy, he would follow him, if he wanted to hurt, let him hurt.

Fan Lang, you are on good terms with me, I'm sorry for them, your heart hurts, and I will accompany you to hurt.I just want, just want, want to live with you, really want to.

Fan Lang is inexperienced, and Yin Li is even more inexperienced. Besides, only in this way can he feel what real pain is. This is not love, but venting.

Yin Li shed tears unconsciously from the pain, opened his mouth, and whined unconsciously, he had never experienced such pain, it seemed to tear him apart, difficulty, pain, touch, hot, countless sensations It ran through his mind.

Only the last feeling is left, seeing through the eyes, smelling through the nose, kissing through the mouth, hugging through both hands, and then holding that person tightly in his arms.

He is his, and the person holding him is Fan Lang.