Accidentally landed

On Monday, Zhou Yang yawned and got up from bed to attend class.

Kicking off his slippers and walking out of the room, Zhou Yang's still confused brain was awakened by the sound of pinging bells coming from the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and found his brother who was always expressionless. Stretching too long, he came out of the kitchen with a plate in his hand.

Bang - There was a loud bang, and the plate containing the breakfast was smashed on the table by Zhou Jing.

The low air pressure over Zhou Jing's body made Zhou Yang swallow unconsciously, he took a step back, and all the sleepy bugs were driven away.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Yang asked cautiously.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhou Jing glanced at him coldly, remembering the kid's contribution from drinking too much that day, her tone became even more irritable, "Hurry up and eat breakfast and go to class."

SOS, Zhou Jing has entered the extremely dangerous mode!Zhou Yang yelled in his heart that it was not good, so he rushed to brush his teeth and wash his face, grabbed a bun from the table and went out.

After escaping from the house, Zhou Yang turned his head and took a look. Why was his brother in such a bad mood early in the morning?What a surprise.

The living room was empty with only Zhou Jing left.

The boy picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, and the sound of the washing machine beeping after finishing its work came from the balcony.

The instant coffee was a bit sweet and greasy, Zhou Jing drank it with a frown, and the images that haunted him all night inevitably reappeared in his mind.

The boy's lean waist, seductive panting... Those delicate and delicate hands feel warm and moist to the touch... The moment Zhou Jing opened his eyes in the morning, his first thought was reluctance.

Reluctant to leave that gorgeous and beautiful dream.

Then, when he sat up and saw the soiled sheets, his face turned black.

Fuck it, because that kid had sex/dreams, this absurd fact put Zhou Jing in great disbelief and embarrassment since he woke up.

He has always been very confident in his self-control, and he never imagined that because of the short ten-minute video call of that person, he would subconsciously have such a desire, and even induce him to dream at night.

The man blatantly threw the hook at him...but he actually bit the hook without realizing it.

Zhou Jing put down the coffee cup, glanced over his hands, and tried to calmly analyze that it was probably because he hadn't relieved his desire for too long, and this was a normal physiological need of the human body.

Such relief, in the end, still can't really deceive his heart.

Zhou Jing ate breakfast irritably. He is not a person with strong physical needs. He would have this sex/dream. In the final analysis, this person really seduced him.

From a very young age, Zhou Jing had a vague understanding of her own sexuality.

He has been silently observing the people around him, and after discovering that being different may cause trouble, he began to disguise himself, so no one has ever known that the one he likes is actually of the same sex.

The only one who could tell was his mother.

In his memory, the darkened shadow once touched his head and said, Xiao Jing, you must choose someone who makes you happy.

The sun was bright, Zhou Jing cleaned up the dishes and went to the balcony, the warm sunlight shone on the floor tiles, he leaned over to take out the quilt from the washing machine, his back was hot from the heat.

If, when he was a precocious child, he also dreamed of the happy future described by his mother, now he is almost used to living in the muddy ravine that sees no light.

The mother's light does not warm him, nor does it warm Zhou Yang.

He shook off the sheets and hung them on two hangers, the sun was dancing on the sheets, the smell of fresh laundry detergent permeated, everything was lazy.

How could he be aroused by such a person.

Zhou Jing couldn't get rid of those annoying images in his mind. The joy in the dream was so beautiful, flesh against flesh, soul against soul, hot and hysterical.

Disgustingly good.

After drying the sheets, Zhou Jing stood by the balcony and looked down silently.

The residential buildings in this old city are not too tall, compared to where he used to live, they are like little ants next to giants.

When Zhou Yang was just born, their family moved from such a residential building to a high-rise mansion in Linjiang. At that time, Zhou Yi was still a good and vigorous father who made a lot of money in the stock market, and he was just a primary school student.

What do elementary school students have their own ideas?Adults think so.

Zhou Jing remembers very early, he knows where his father works, knows the restaurants he frequents, and also knows that the smell of perfume on his body does not belong to his mother.

Zhou Yi would hug him first when he came back from get off work, he could smell it so clearly.

When his mother was busy taking care of his younger brother, who was only a few months old, and after his mother's figure was out of shape... the smell of those perfumes became more and more hidden. One day, after his father went to work, he found that he was accompanying the toddler My younger brother's mother said, Mom, let's get a divorce.

But no... The images he encountered flashed through Zhou Jing's mind, naked people rolling on the sofa, charming and shrill screams, mother pulling him to close the door, her hands hurt him so much.

Zhou Yang was carrying a small schoolbag for going to kindergarten, and looked at them ignorantly, with tears in his eyes.

"I want to take care of Xiao Jing and my younger brother. You have to have a family, so mother can't divorce."

My mother always told herself that.

However, Zhou Jing has an almost indifferent intuition, no.

No... When her mother jumped from the roof of her former home, Zhou Jing knew that it was really not.

She loves him and she can't leave him.

She loves them too, but she leaves them.

A person will not have two loves of equal weight. Her love is attached to the tree named Zhou Yi, and they are just two fruits on the tree.

Zhou Jing turned and left the balcony, closed the screen door, and walked into the room.

There was another batch of exercise books on the desk. He went to the chair and sat down. There was no new message on the phone.

Today, Suye didn't take the initiative to come to him to say good morning.

Zhou Jing's fingers pressed down from his heart, and when they reached his thighs, he pinched himself hard and hard.

Although it was painful, Zhou Jing's expression remained unchanged.

The broken dreams in his mind finally dissipated, Zhou Jing opened the cap of the pen and began to concentrate on writing the questions.

The morning passed quickly, the sun had risen to the middle of the day, the sunlight was no longer as comfortable as in the morning, and it began to become venomous.

Zhou Jing closed the finished exercise booklet, turned on the phone unconsciously, and glanced at the chat page with Strawberry Crispy Shark.

Still no news.

Well-designed play hard to get.

Zhou Jing reached out to grab the lollipop, but found nothing.

He narrowed his eyes, opened the drawer, and took out the cigarette.

The long black hair brushed across his skin with his movements, causing itching. Zhou Jing lit the fire, and the smoke burned in his throat. His Adam's apple moved slightly, reminding him of the hand holding the fireworks gun.

Zhou Jing closed her eyes, countless evil thoughts crossed her mind.

He hates people who play games like this the most, but he is also excited by such people.

His unknown obsessions, his disgusting, filthy desires are constantly surging, even if he tries to suppress them by recalling his childhood over and over again, they will resurface in a moment of trance.

He was restraining himself, but he was almost unable to restrain himself.

The man, stripped naked, stood dancing on the unbearable corner of his heart, smugly hooking him with a hook.

Picking up his clothes, Zhou Jing imagined that person's voice in his mind, and he pressed the cigarette on his waist without trembling.

The pain of being scalded caused Zhou Jing's excited brain to stand still for a moment.

The cigarette that he hadn't smoked twice was pressed out in the ashtray, and Zhou Jing's broad hands grabbed his long black hair, revealing a red eye in the messy hair.

The clothes hadn't fully drooped down, and there were oval scars with deep and shallow burns on the boy's exposed skin.

Countless nights, when Zhou Yi was crying and begging him for forgiveness, Zhou Jing turned around in silence like this, went back to the room, listened to his father's crying and crying, and lit a cigarette.

Zhou Jing has always known that he is an abnormal monster.

He tried very hard to pretend to be a normal person, but someone always came and harassed him.

Maybe the other side felt that they had been hanging for a long time today, so they took the initiative to send a message.

Strawberry Crispy Shark: I drank too much yesterday and my head hurts.

Strawberry Crunchy Shark: But, what I tell you is serious!serious?Seeing these two words, Zhou Jing couldn't help feeling a little nauseous.

The pain from being scalded on the skin has not dissipated, Zhou Jing replied with very clear eyes while facing the pain.

ZZZZ1: Do you like men? ZZZZ1: Then you think of me, will/hard.

The author has something to say: Zhou Jing: I really gave you a chance.