moonlight sinking

Yanchun bit Jinghanyu out a dazzling bracelet. When he rushed towards Jinghanyu, he thought it was over. Ten years of hard work had failed, and he turned into a monster. He was going to hurt his favorite person.

But Jing Hanyu hugged him tenderly, indulged his brutal and cruel kiss, stroked his back lightly, and then reached into his hair.

His rage and sadism gradually calmed down under this touch, the blood color covering his retina faded, and the anger and excitement that was clamoring in his body no longer boiled.

In the end, as if he was addicted to Jing Hanyu's kiss, he couldn't help but withdraw all his strength, and lay obediently in Jing Hanyu's arms.

The initiative to kiss was unconsciously transferred to Jing Hanyu's hands.

When the wet lips parted, Yan Chun stared at Jing Hanyu obsessively, the light in his eyes hadn't condensed yet, scattered in the pupils, looking a bit confused, completely different from the capable and calm teacher Yan in his daily life.

Jing Hanyu caressed his lips pitifully, and soon moved her fingertips to the tip of the nose, moving upward along the bridge of the nose.

Yan Chun chased her fingers, and when she heard a chuckle, she suddenly came back to her senses, quickly closed her eyes, stopped the tendency to cross eyes, pushed Jing Hanyu's hand away, and sat up.

Just now he fell into a mood of nostalgia, and he was almost teased by Jing Hanyu.

Jing Hanyu played the cross-eye trick in high school, and now it's happening again.

In the summer vacation before the beginning of the senior year, the prospective senior students were deprived of the right to vacation, and they sat in classrooms to make up lessons during the hottest month of August.

Yan Chun gave Qiao Lan all the money he had saved from working for two years, and asked Qiao Xiaoye to see a doctor. In the last year, he will take the college entrance examination and will not work again.

But the sudden increase in study time did not make him feel at ease. He became more and more aware that he was different from others, and gloomy desires often filled his heart, and various crimes and anti-reconnaissance plans emerged in his mind endlessly.

He was obsessed with those plans, and he couldn't contain his excitement in the details of the massacre he imagined.

This gave him more satisfaction than solving a complicated competition problem.

But he concealed it very well and smiled cheerfully at everyone, even Jing Hanyu didn't know that there was a perverted monster living in his soul.

But sometimes he gets distracted and gets bullied by Jing Hanyu.

It was noon, and everyone didn't like to stay in the classroom after dinner, and went to the study room to sleep or write questions.

In front of Yanchun, a collection of real physics problems was spread out, but there was a picture of limbs flying in his mind.

Jing Hanyu noticed that he was still, observed for a while, and suddenly said, "Yan Chun."

"what?"

Jing Hanyu pointed his index finger at the tip of Yanchun's nose, and then pushed it up along the bridge of the nose.

Yanchun didn't react, her eyes chased the moving fingers, and they became funny cross-eyed.

Sudden hit on the forehead, Yanchun cried out in pain, "Why did you hit me?"

Jing Hanyu said, "You're distracted again."

Yanchun blinked, the pictures he imagined just now were like a transparent, blood-red drawing paper, between him and Jinghanyu, blood, severed limbs, brains, and the beautiful and handsome boy.

He suddenly had a bad idea - he wanted to tie up Jing Hanyu and ask for Jing Hanyu's blood.

But in the next moment, his pupils trembled in surprise, and a voice asked: Yanchun, what are you thinking?

Cold sweat welled up quickly, his face turned pale, he stood up abruptly, and ran to the door.

Jing Hanyu shouted from behind: "Yanchun, where are you going?"

"Diarrhea!" Yan Chun was terrified by his own thoughts, so he could only make nonsense, "Don't come, I want face!"

If it is said that before this, Yanchun secretly liked Jinghanyu, it was a consistent operation of that young boy.

But after that, he no longer dared to let himself go after Jinghanyu.

Jinghanyu is so good, his liking will hurt Jinghanyu.

Ten years ago, the skinny boy was bluffed by the word "diarrhea" and did not catch up.

Ten years later, Jing Hanyu had a panoramic view of all Yan Chun's reactions, and pulled Yan Chun back.

Yanchun calmed down strangely, the monster seemed to be trapped by an invisible force, roaring, but unable to break free.

In the past period of time, he indulged with Jing Hanyu, but the tight string never really broke.

So he didn't dare to mention or ask about many things about that year.

After just now, he has unloaded some burdens, and he is very relieved for this.

"You said we were in love, we..." Yanchun grabbed his trousers with increasing strength, he asked very fluently, these words were stuck in his throat and chest, and had tortured him for a long time, "Yes When? I don't remember."

Jing Hanyu looked at him silently, a gust of wind blew across the bamboo corridor, and the wind chimes made a series of clear ringing.

"Then what do you remember?"

Yanchun stared down at the tatami, "I have liked you since the second year of high school, no, maybe earlier.

But I dare not tell you, not before the third year of high school, and so many things happened in the third year of high school, it is even more impossible for me to tell you. "

Jing Hanyu said, "No, you told me."

Yan Chun raised her head immediately, surprise and disbelief gathered between her brows, "What?"

"After Yu Xiaohai's accident, we found you. When I hugged you, you told me that you wanted to be with me."

Yan Chun's pupils remained still, and for a moment, he covered his forehead with both hands, sweating, "I don't remember, how could I... no, I wouldn't say that..."

Jing Hanyu pinched his hot earlobe, "Do you think I'm lying to you?"

Yan Chun shook his head.

He was very confused and couldn't judge whether what Jing Hanyu said was true or not.

After Yu Xiaohai's accident, he saw clearly his monster nature, and desperately wanted to escape from Jinghanyu, so how could he confess to Jinghanyu?

"I do not know."

Yanchun took a glass of sake and anxiously poured it into his heart, "I can't confess to you, why should I..."

Jing Hanyu asked, "Why?"

The sake was burning hot, and Yan Chun suddenly stared at Jing Hanyu, "You never knew what I was."

Jing Hanyu frowned, "Don't say that about yourself."

"Something?" Yanchun shook his head, "That's not an ugly word.

Even uglier..."

Jing Hanyu interrupted, "I have heard of it."

Yan Chun was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought that after Yu Xiaohai was killed, he was regarded as a murderer, and people cursed him with the most vicious words, and avoided them as much as possible. What he heard, of course Jing Hanyu heard it too.

Yanchun said, "Then you know what they said is true."

"Yan Chun!"

"Some people are naturally keen on crime, and crime is the nourishment they live on."

Yan Chun looked at Jing Hanyu sadly, "I am that kind of person.

I'm a monster, pervert, I like you so much, but sometimes, I want to bite your throat and drink your blood..."

When speaking out the words that had been buried in his heart for many years, Yanchun suddenly couldn't hold on, feeling wronged, painful, unwilling, and complex emotions grew wildly like vines.

Why is he a monster?Why can others indulge their nature, but he must suppress himself?

He exhausted his energy to become an ordinary person.

Even though he controls himself well, he still dare not approach his beloved.

He had a hard life.

Before I knew it, my vision became blurred, and my cheeks were wet with tears.

He wiped it with the back of his hand, surprised that it was tears.

He hadn't cried for a long time, and what gushed out of him was mostly blood, rarely tears.

When he first went abroad, he would self-mutilate when he lost control, and his body was bruised.

cry?He won't cry.

But now, he was crying so aggrieved, like a poor wretch who never got the mercy of fate.

There was a sudden weight on his shoulder, and before Yanchun had time to wipe away his tears, he fell forward.

Jing Hanyu put his arms around his shoulders and held him in his arms.

"So what?"

It was difficult for Yanchun to understand this sentence in the chaotic mood.

Jing Hanyu whispered in his ear: "Yanchun, so what? Do you think this is a terrible thing?"

"I..." Yan Chun raised his head, and was suddenly enveloped by Jing Hanyu's gaze.

Jing Hanyu was indifferent to his "crazy words" just now, "I want your likes.

You want to bite my throat and taste my blood, that's only fair. "

The corner of Yanchun's mouth twitched, unable to speak.

"I've never been afraid, Yanchun, you left me for this kind of thing?"

"No..." Yanchun subconsciously wanted to argue.

Jing Hanyu described his fear lightly, but it shouldn't be like this, it's not such an easy thing.

But he seems to have lost the ability to explain.

Yes, how can a normal person understand the fear of a pervert—a pervert with a mind?

Jing Hanyu showed Yanchun the scarred left wrist, "I will give you whatever you want from me.

Is this the only degree of harm you call?I can give you more. "

Yan Chun covered Jing Hanyu's mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Are you crazy?!"

Jing Hanyu laughed, and the warm breath sprinkled on his palm, as if he had been scalded, he immediately withdrew his hand.

It's ridiculous, he is a lunatic, he actually said that Jing Hanyu was crazy just now.

"Is a madman worthy of you?" Jing Hanyu said with a smile, "Teacher Yan."

Reason slowly returned to Yanchun, and he looked at Jinghanyu with strange eyes.

From the moment he realized that he was abnormal, he knew that he was not worthy of Jing Hanyu.

Jinghanyu is excellent and kind, and has become a symbol of perfection over the years.

Now Jing Hanyu puts his injured hand in front of him, and wants to make a pair of lunatics with him.

He couldn't help thinking, did I infect Jing Hanyu with madness?

"You can do anything to me, I can put you at ease."

Jing Hanyu clasped the back of Yanchun's head, licking the tears from the corners of his eyes little by little, "Yanchun, you worry so much, the real monster is not as kind as you."

Yanchun said in her heart, no, what you see is me in disguise, a better me, and one day in the future, I may change back.

"I'm not afraid.

So don't leave me again. "

After a long pause, Jing Hanyu's voice gradually turned cold, "If you are disobedient, I will lock you up, here, here, and here..."

Jing Hanyu caressed Yanchun's eyes, Adam's apple, and wrist, "They will all be blindfolded and tied up by me.

You can't go anywhere and see nothing but my bed. "

Yanchun trembled in Jinghanyu's bass, it had nothing to do with fear, he was excited.

The eerie threat of Jinghanyu stimulated his deep desire.

What kind of threat is this? It's clearly a warm invitation!

The wind chimes swayed again, and bright ripples swayed in Yanchun's dark mood.

He forcefully pulled back his reason and looked straight into Jing Hanyu's eyes: "Give me some time, there are some things I want to figure out."

After a while, Jing Hanyu nodded, and the madness disappeared, only the mottled wrists were the proof of their madness.

"You really can't remember what I said?" Jing Hanyu looked at Yanchun, "I have been with you since Yu Xiaohai was killed."

Yanchun hummed cautiously.

Those days were very chaotic, he vaguely remembered that Jing Hanyu was by his side occasionally, but the impression was not clear.

After all, at that time he had given up hope for the college entrance examination and studies, and knew that he could not have a bright future like a normal person.

Jing Hanyu let out a long breath, and was also digesting this explanation that sounded like a lie.

He is silent like a fine sculpture, every line has a story.

Yanchun watched in rapt attention, unable to move his gaze away, the evil half thought gloomily, you have corrupted him, continue to trample him and destroy him.

The normal half is in a panic, confessing to hurting a loved one.

"You..." After all, the normal half prevailed, Yanchun said, "Are you sad?"

Jing Hanyu raised his eyes and looked at each other for a moment, "I was wondering if you were lying to me again.

You seem to be telling the truth, but why can't you remember? "

Yanchun said eagerly: "I didn't lie to you! I was stimulated one after another, and my condition deteriorated. I couldn't control myself, and it was impossible to stay in No. [-] Middle School."

Jing Hanyu's eyes became fierce for a moment, "What did they do to you? Erased your memory?"

Yanchun shook his head, but couldn't find a clear answer.

And this is exactly what he asked Jing Hanyu for time to figure out.

"Uncle Yan wouldn't do that, and neither would the doctor."

Yanchun knew that such a conclusion was too emotional, but he seemed to understand that comforting Jing Hanyu was more important than the truth at this time.

He infected Jinghanyu with madness, and he wanted to coax Jinghanyu well.

Jing Hanyu looked down at the grasped arm, and said after a while, "Are you coaxing me?"

Yanchun's cheeks were hot, and just about to deny it, she heard Jing Hanyu say: "Yanchun, you haven't coaxed me for a long time.

You used to be very good at it, but now you can only grab my clothes, can't you even pat? "

At this moment, Jinghanyu in Yanchun's eyes became very soft, as if he had returned to the way he was in high school.

It has not been polluted by him, and it is still hanging in the sky, acting as the moon that he can't reach.

At that time, he liked to coax Jing Hanyu so much, saving money to buy useless things, learning how to cook, and cleaning the house near the No. [-] Middle School when he had nothing to do. Sometimes Jing Hanyu was in a bad mood, and he racked his brains Tell a joke, even if you are a joke yourself.

He patted Jing Hanyu's shoulder, "Pat, don't be angry."

Jing Hanyu looked at him for a long time, opened his hand, he was not embarrassed, and smiled smirkly.

"You let me pat."

"Okay, then don't be angry.

You see, I'm coaxing you into a sweat. "

Coaxing the princess is not so difficult.

Jing Hanyu stretched out his hand towards him, and he quickly passed it over his shoulder.

Just now he patted Jing Hanyu's shoulder, thinking that what Jing Hanyu was going to pat was also his shoulder.

But Jing Hanyu pressed his head down, rumpled his hair, and finally patted him twice.

He finally struggled to get out, but saw that the gloom on Jing Hanyu's face dissipated, and there was a shallow but nice smile on his lips.

The past became vivid at this moment, like a sharp knife cutting through the dusty cobwebs.

Yanchun stood in a different direction from the self ten years ago. In the past, he saw himself wagging his tail desperately towards Jinghanyu, trying his best to please Jinghanyu-he was doing these things happily, and had a crush on someone , as it should be, sour and astringent is also sweet.

Now he sees that he is not a clown of unrequited love, Jing Hanyu indulges him to approach, asks for his coaxing, and clumsily cooperates under his funny fawning.

His favorite person has always been so cute.

Yanchun lowered his head, facing Jinghanyu, the tip of his ear was hot.

It is true that he has not coaxed people for a long time, and he almost forgot how to coax people.

But he is not stupid, he knows that Jing Hanyu is actually easy to coax—as long as he wants to, he can coax the angry Moonlight well.

"You can pat."

"It's the same as before," he said.

A few seconds later, there was a touch in the hair, very light, with a slight tremor.

Jing Hanyu didn't pat him, but kissed the top of his hair cherishedly.