bodhi rose

After returning from school, Hai didn't go out for many days. No matter it was sunny or rainy, he always lay down and rested in the rocking chair on the closed balcony.

The balcony is filled with all kinds of green plants, half of which are real and half of which are fake, like a small tropical rainforest, with a thick carpet under your feet.The environment is good on sunny days, and it is not bad on rainy days. It is interesting to turn on a small warm-colored light in dim light.

Hai looked at the rainwater winding on the glass, thinking how wonderful this world is.

Not long ago, he was so poor that he even lived a life that was no different from that of a homeless man, but now, he seemed to be richer than most people in the city.

Excluding the unconditional and unlimited money Liang Yiting gave him and the millions earned by Xiao Ji from helping him invest, he got another windfall——as the honorary principal of University A, he has accumulated more than ten years of allowances without taking it, plus the principal All the dividends of Dong "Baizhou" have been rolled into a considerable amount of money, which has been handed over to him in full.

Of course, Hai wondered if all of this was just the same name and surname. The old headmaster, who was almost retired, saw him, but smiled and said, "It can't be wrong."

"I remember you. There was a lot of trouble at the time. You fell and injured yourself at school. I once visited you in the hospital on behalf of the school. Of course, I hadn't been promoted to principal at that time. And I was particularly impressed by that young man named Bai Zhou. , I also remember clearly the day when the contract was discussed, because..."

The old principal recalled a bit, and continued: "Because of his young age, he acted impulsively, and signed a contract of hundreds of millions without blinking an eye. This is the biggest deal since the establishment of this school."

"..."

"More than ten years ago, the school was small and signed out by several contracts. It just changed hands and there was a riot for a while, but... the young man who almost bought the school, after showing his face It never appeared again."

"..."

"Our school management is still as usual. He didn't ask for anything other than renovating the school building. It seems that we took advantage of it and invested hundreds of millions more for nothing. As for the title of honorary principal, he just mentioned it casually. , just like a child playing house, he doesn't seem to realize that this school is already his."

After a long time, the principal said again: "By the way, the financial department still has a bank card for you. That Mr. Bai said that his part will be given to you together, and the school will give him dividends every year. The card will be sent to you after five years of your graduation. I don't know the reason, but... After five years, neither of you can be contacted. We have been delaying this matter until now, and it is true that there is no Take care."

Although he said that, there was no embarrassment on his face, and he suddenly smiled and said: "You have a good relationship, are you relatives? It's rare."

Hai looked at him and didn't answer.

He suddenly said: "As you get older, you also have a greater forgetfulness. You just said that you have forgotten the past."

Then, he sighed with complex meaning: "When I retire, someone else will take over the principal's position, and then the school will be refreshed in all aspects. Over the years, the school has developed well, and it is not what it used to be. Bai Zhou...he hasn't appeared in more than ten years, the meaning of existence is just a symbol on the list of the school's directors, and then it gradually becomes history, your honorary principal's seat..."

Hai said: "The position of 'Honorary Principal' is used to support the school. I am self-aware. Even if you don't tell me, I will ask your school to help me remove it. Finally, thank you for telling me this. I am not in vain today. Come."

…………

……

The light rain was still pattering, and the rocking chair was swinging slowly.

Hai's body was covered with a large black fur, and he closed his eyes sleepily in the warmth, rubbing a bank card between his fingers.

Five years... In the fifth year after graduating from a normal university, what would I be doing?

Is it sweating profusely, struggling for the house wife or something?Still frustrated with frequent job hopping, not knowing where the next company is, or is it a successful career?

Who knows.

Hai sighed, put the little card to his lips, and kissed it lightly, "You have a heart."

He gradually fell asleep in the rocking chair, slept for a long time, and had a long, long dream.

In his sleep, he vaguely heard Xiao Ji's knock on the door, but he was too sleepy to open his eyes or move.

Then Xiao Ji started kicking the door—bang!Boom!Boom!

"Ah, so you're at home? Why don't you open the door? I'm so worried about you. Why haven't you answered or answered your messages for so many days?"

Xiao Ji then exclaimed: "Ah! Hai, are you sick? God, your forehead is so hot, you have a high fever!"

He hurriedly picked him up, and rushed to the hospital while chanting, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is it because of the Chinese medicine, I have a fever to the point of coma, will it burn my brain..."

Hai was hospitalized, put on an IV in the ward, and fell asleep all the time.

Outside the glass window, clumps of green vegetation were washed out by the rain with a little oily new green color.

A man in a black coat stood not far away for a long time, and the person holding the umbrella for him couldn't help but said, "Mr. Liang is so worried, why don't you go in and see him in person?"

The man frowned slightly: "If he suddenly wakes up and sees me, it will scare him. I just know he's fine."

Hai fell into a coma for three days, vaguely felt that Liang Yiting had been here, and his cheeks seemed to have the warmth of his fingers.However, it could also be a dream.

He dreamed of his face too many times.

The moment I opened my eyes, it seemed that my whole life had passed.

That life was hard to describe. He was gasping for breath in the daytime sun, until a lively face came into view: "Hai, you finally woke up? You scared me to death. Would you like some porridge?"

He rolled his woody eyes, and said slowly and single-word: "I am Li Wenjia."

Xiao Ji paused, looked at him for a long time, and asked cautiously: "You, you remember?"

Li Wenjia is like a frozen painting, with another world in his eyes.

"I remember a lot," he murmured.

What Xiao Ji said next, he didn't listen to a word.

When he closed his eyes, he saw a hurricane like a whirlpool, with swords and swords inside; when he opened his eyes, he saw sunshine everywhere and the fragrance of roses in front of his bed.

His body trembled slightly under the quilt, as if he was madly grateful that that life had passed.He still has to run forward, run hard, and stay away from that vortex.

He is like a bird flying out of a cage, like a ray of clean soul breaking free from a rotten skin, joyful and insane in pain.

Xiao Ji didn't know about his past, but he wasn't particularly curious—we were all ordinary people, and Hai's past would never be a legend.

He was happy for him with a smile on his face, and asked casually, "What do you remember?"

I didn't get an answer, and I didn't want to ask.

Hai has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, his skin has lost its luster, and his face is full of sickness.Xiao Ji joked: "Hai, you have to make up for it when you go back. Look at this, at least seven or eight catties have been lost. Your family feels so distressed when she sees it."

"Xiao Ji, call me Li Wenjia."

"I'm not used to this name at first, so I'll call you Wen Jia, it's not that unfamiliar."

Li Wenjia nodded.

Xiao Ji looked at his face: "Tell me, what did Mr. Liang feed you before to make you look like that juicy and tender radish? I will make you a few meals when I go back."

Li Wenjia was in a trance, and after a long time, he bent his lips and said: "The thousand-year-old wild ginseng in Changbai Mountain is said to cost more than 300 million per stick, and it is used to hang people's lives. If you have money, you may not be able to buy it."

"..."

"I'm living well, and I don't need it anymore," Li Wenjia added.

Although she lost a lot of weight and looked like she was seriously ill, she had undergone all kinds of examinations and found that it was just a simple fever.

After waking up, my spirit gradually recovered, and there was no need to be hospitalized again. I went through the discharge procedures early the next morning and went home.

Life hasn't changed much, but because of a "serious illness", both of them no longer eat out of restaurants, but cook some light and nourishing food at home.

Li Wenjia still chatted and laughed with him, using the excuse that he was a patient, and tried Xiao Ji's handicraft several times.

Xiao Ji was picking vegetables and making soup in his kitchen, and he was cleaning the table outside.

While chopping vegetables, Xiao Ji said, "Wen Jia, the floor where you live is obviously very quiet. I have been here so many times, and I have never heard a child learning to play drums, nor have I seen a muscular man next door!"

Li Wenjia said, "Maybe we moved."

"What a coincidence, we moved all together?"

Li Wenjia expressed that he didn't know. He tidied up the vacuum cleaner and took out the garbage, and then waited for Xiaoji's cooking to come out of the pan.

Then, he saw two jewelry boxes he had hidden behind the book.

I was a little dazed for a while, remembering the mood when I bought them.

He hesitated and didn't move, the phone in his trouser pocket started to ring, he took out the phone as if he woke up with a start, and there was only one person calling.

Less than 1 minute was not enough time for him to think about Liang Yiting, and the ringtone of the incoming call just stopped.

After a while...

—Hai, how are you doing?I haven't heard from you for a long time. How are you?

——Except for the day you left, you never missed my call. You remember something from the past, right?

——Wen Jia, I worry about you and miss you too.

He received three text messages from Liang Yiting.

Sitting back on the sofa, he didn't reply, just lost in thought.

Xiao Ji came out with a plate of delicious sweet and sour noodles, glanced at him, and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

Li Wenjia's posture remained unchanged, his eyes became focused, and he smiled and said, "Xiao Ji, I'm happy and scared at the same time."

"why?"

"It's like a patient suffering from a serious illness. When the pain was extreme, I became a 'sea'. The sea endured the pain for me. When I woke up again, I found that I was far away from the disease. I was a brand new ...I am afraid that if there is no 'sea', I would be dead now."

"Anyway, the past is the past."

Li Wenjia nodded, and said with a faint smile, "I don't want to live a life full of holes like I have a terminal illness. I am afraid of the pain of a terminal illness, very afraid."

"There will be no more life like that, the sea has come over for you, hasn't it?"

Li Wenjia looked at him, "Xiao Ji, I prefer to be 'Hai'."

Hai has the person he loves the most, the best friend, no shortage of money to spend, and satisfaction with life.

Xiao Ji said: "The sea is you, you are the same as the sea, there is no difference, everything depends on how you choose."

Li Wenjia stared at him for a while, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Xiao Ji."

…………

In the evening two days later, Liang Yiting reappeared in front of him.

Li Wenjia and Xiao Ji played a game of tennis at a nearby tennis court, then went to the vegetable market together to buy some dinner ingredients, and were walking home side by side at that time.

In early spring, the red plum blossoms are still in bloom, the sunset glow is brilliant, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the air.

A few people bumped into each other at the gate of the community, and the two looked at each other in embarrassment. The other two portraits were immobilized, and they just looked at each other without blinking their eyes.

Xiao Shan standing behind Liang Yiting felt that the atmosphere was not right, he opened his mouth and silently called "Hai".

Hai and Xiaoshan are familiar, they missed Liang Yiting, and greeted him with a smile: "Xiaoshan, long time no see."

Xiao Shan's voice was not loud, even a little soft: "Hai, Mr. Liang came to see you specially." After a pause, he asked, "Who is he?"

Xiao Ji keenly sensed the danger, and began to worry about whether he was getting too close to the sea.Just as he was about to speak, Li Wenjia introduced, "His name is Ji Yunchuan."

Saying that, Wei Liang's palm moved towards him, took his hand, looked at Liang Yiting, and said with a smile: "My boyfriend, we live together now."

Xiao Ji froze instantly, not knowing where Li Wenjia was making a fuss, thinking about what to say, but felt Li Wenjia's hand suddenly squeezed him hard.

Liang Yiting's eyes fell on Li Wenjia, and he asked softly, "Boyfriend?"

Xiao Ji smiled cautiously, pretending not to understand anything, and turned to look at the bird on the tree.

Li Wenjia seemed to feel the burning gaze on his body, bringing out a faint tingling pain. He looked at him, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked: "Yes, Mr. Liang. I have my rights, and I also have my freedom. You said it."

Not knowing if it was an illusion, he saw Liang Yiting's body tremble slightly.

"You've already remembered." His pupils were dark, and he just looked at him like that.

"Yes."

"You—" Liang Yiting only made one sound, his voice was extremely hoarse, and then he said with difficulty: "You hate me, do you want to leave me and be with him?"

"Yeah, Mr. Liang, at least he and I don't have those bad pasts."

"Wen Jia, you are leaving me again..." When he said this, his pretty face was almost distorted.

Li Wenjia smiled: "Mr. Liang, do you want to repeat the old trick again, and use any means to deal with Yunchuan like you did with Jane Luowei?"

When Xiao Ji heard this, he immediately glanced at Liang Yiting, and the hairs on his body stood upside down in an instant.

Xiao Shan couldn't help but said: "Hai, have you forgotten how good Mr. Liang is to you? Why do you say such things on purpose."

"I didn't ask you to talk too much!" Liang Yiting stopped in a low voice.

Li Wenjia said clearly: "Don't call me Hai, I am Li Wenjia."

He pulled Xiao Ji, looked at the sky where the moon shadow emerged, smiled and said: "It's getting late, we have to go back to make dinner, you two should go back early."

…………

Li Wenjia didn't look back, and walked to the elevator with Xiao Ji, and then let go of his grip.His palms became hot, even wet with sweat.

Xiao Ji finally asked: "Wen Jia, why did you do this?"

Li Wenjia didn't answer for a while, and was lost in thought for a long time, before he said: "The more he suffers, does it mean that he cares about me more?"

"..."

The only times Xiaoshan saw Liang Yiting lost his mind was because of this same person. He had never witnessed their past, but he had witnessed their present. Even if he questioned everything, he would not question Mr. Liang's sincerity.

The sea is made of pieces of white colored glaze. He held it in his hands for fear of falling, and held it in his mouth for fear of melting. He wished he could melt into his bones and blood and become a person, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only offer it up, which is more like offering to Bodhisattvas in temples. You have to pay attention.

The sea is a living person, how could it be possible for him to take it apart and eat it into one body; the sea is the lost and regained white moonlight, he no longer dares to take it arbitrarily, he is reluctant to let him hurt.

Back at the hotel where he lived, Liang Yiting lay down on the sofa as if he was powerless, covered his eyes with his pale fingers, and said calmly: "Xiao Shan, bring me my string of beads."

Holding the string of Buddhist beads, he closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra all night.

"I know you are unhappy again." In the tavern, Xiao Ji said.

Li Wenjia was smoking, and there were already four or five cigarette butts in the ashtray.He smokes fiercely and looks neat and gentle, but his addiction to smoking is worse than that of a big man with yellow teeth. After flicking the cigarette ash, he laughed at Xiao Ji's words.

The tavern has a nostalgic atmosphere. The log bar and seats are probably to welcome the spring. Two pots of violets and daisies are symbolically placed on the bar.

Xiao Ji plucked the little daisy flower, and said, "I really don't understand what you think, knowing that it will make you unhappy, you still say those things to him."

Li Wenjia drank a cup of Long Island iced tea in one gulp, and the smell of the wine rushed into his nostrils, "I'm not unhappy."

"Okay, you are happy."

"Xiao Ji, you don't understand, I just... just like to see him suffer, see him get angry, ha..."

"Stop drinking, Long Island is more than 40 degrees." Xiao Ji took the cup from his hand, "You are already drunk."

Li Wenjia propped his face and remained silent.

Xiao Ji leaned over and asked quietly: "Wen Jia, tell me, before you said that Mr. Liang dealt with Jian Luowei? How did he deal with him?"

Li Wenjia lowered his eyelashes and said, "...United Bank and other shareholders almost drove Jian Yun to bankruptcy. I'm sorry for Jian Luowei."

Although Xiao Ji has never heard of Jian Luowei's name, Jian Yun's jewelry brand is very popular. Hearing this, his scalp tightens again.As a small businessman at the beginning of his career, his business could not withstand such a blow.

The spirit of alcohol gradually increased, and Li Wenjia's consciousness became a little hazy, probably talking nonsense.

Xiao Ji couldn't listen anymore, and helped him up, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, Liang Yiting is a bastard, oh, do you really want to distance yourself from him? Oh, but you like him so much... okay, you don't like it He, you hate him to death, but no matter what... You lost him [-] million before? Everything else is fake, and the money is real. Hai, ah no, Wen Jia, speaking of it, you think me and you Can I earn [-] million in this lifetime?"

"..."

Xiao Ji picked him up, the air outside was cold, Li Wenjia sneezed on his back.

"Xiao Ji, I'm very sad..." He suddenly said softly.

Xiao Ji walked with him on his back for a while, and he could see the stars shining in the sky: "I'll take you to a place that will make you happy in two days."

Li Wenjia shook his head: "I don't want to go to nightclubs or casinos."

"It's not a nightclub or a casino. It's a secret base I discovered. It opened in February. It's beautiful there."

Li Wenjia laughed loudly: "I have lived in this city for decades, and I must have been to your secret base before."

"You will know when you go."

…………

Xiao Ji stole Li Wenjia's mobile phone and secretly sent a message to Liang Yiting.

In the evening two days later, he drove Li Wenjia towards a small hill on the outskirts of the city.

"Wen Jia, have you ever been romantic?" Xiao Ji asked.

Li Wenjia talked about him from left to right: "Are you taking me to the mountains to die at night? Let's go to the mountains for a picnic? I saw three boxes in your trunk. Are they for food? Xiao Ji, I haven't had anything for the past two days appetite."

"It's very romantic there." Xiao Ji insisted.

Li Wenjia finally said: "I don't want to be romantic with you."

"..."

"If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't go up the mountain with you at night. This is like the prelude to throwing the corpse in the wilderness after killing someone."

Xiao Ji said angrily: "Okay, shut up!"

Li Wenjia really shut up, watched the sunset for a while, and said, "Xiao Ji, I was just joking."

"Okay, I forgive you." Xiao Ji said, slandering in his heart: "It's because I also dug a hole for you."

The small hill is not really a barren mountain, it is located on the outskirts of the city, facing the largest amusement park in city A.As a plain city without high mountains, there is a well-known mountaineering route developed by mountaineering enthusiasts. The small hills belong to a small section of the route. There are stone steps and street lights all the way up the mountain.

If it was a warmer season, there would be people climbing the mountain even at night, but now the cold spring is not a good time for climbing, and along the way, no one was seen.

But the cold weather also has the benefits of cold weather, at least there are no snakes, insects, rats and ants.

All the way up to the highest point, it was almost dark. Xiao Ji led Li Wenjia away from the normal road paved with stones, pushed aside a clump of branches, and walked for a short distance.

"It's here!" Xiao Ji said.

The endless flowers are in full bloom, some are pink and some are white. They are exactly the chrysanthemum chrysanthemums in Xiao Ji’s mouth. They bloom in February, and now they are blooming vigorously in late March. White, complementing the starry sky.

Looking around, you can overlook the entire city, the amusement park at the foot of the mountain is brightly lit, and the whole world is like a shining glass paradise.

Xiao Ji found a flat place with the best view, spread a tablecloth, took out a few bottles of wine, and sat on the ground with him.

After sitting for a while, Xiao Ji said in a sad manner, "I'll go and relieve myself."

Take this opportunity to escape.

After a while, Li Wenjia heard the rustling sound of dead branches being stepped on, thinking that Xiao Ji had come back, she looked back and froze.

…………

the other side……

Xiao Ji waited for a while, guessing that it was almost time, and dragged the three big boxes out of the grass.

Open the lid, the inside is twinkling and shining, it is the firefly he bought online.

Xiao Ji clasped his hands together and bowed: "Don't let me die, thank you!"

With a flick of the net, the fireflies floated out a band of light like light quicksand, and then scattered all over, like crushing blue night pearls.

The moonlight was bright and clear, illuminating the figure clearly, and Liang Yiting, even if he was blindfolded, he could still recognize it.

"Why did you come here?"

"I saw your message to me."

"..." Li Wenjia turned his head, unscrewed a bottle of fruit wine, and drank several sips in a row, and then he saw flying fireflies.

How could there be fireflies in such a cold early spring? He finally understood Xiao Ji's intentions.

Liang Yiting sat down beside him, and the two of them did not speak for a long time.

As the night deepened and the weather became colder, Li Wenjia changed to a bottle of higher-strength rum and drank two gulps in a row. Then Liang Yiting grabbed the bottle and tore it from his hand: "You don't drink well, If you drink too much, you will have a headache tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, he took off his woolen coat and put it on his shoulders.

Li Wenjia was a little dazed, the temperature of the coat seemed to be tangible, like a pair of soft and warm hands, with a nice woody fragrance.

"It's beautiful here." Liang Yiting said.

"Yes, without you." Li Wenjia smiled meanly.

Liang Yiting looked into the distance, and said after a long time: "Wen Jia, if time can be turned back to 17 years ago, if I knew from the beginning that I would never forget you for so many years, then from the first moment I saw you, I will hide you in my heart, and no one can touch you."

"..."

"But time can't go back. Do you know how much I want to forget you? Every time, I do whatever it takes, thinking I can forget you, but every time, you get deeper into me." He pointed Heart, looking at him: "You are not my nightmare."

"Mr. Liang is blaming me?"

Liang Yiting calmly looked at the bright lights below the mountain, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I blame you for making me dream, but you are the only one who doesn't love me."

Li Wenjia looked at his side profile, with slender eyelashes, handsome eye ends, and a well-defined jawline, with cold and arrogant lines like a sculpture.But at this moment, his eyes were shining with stars, soft enough to melt the frost.

"Wen Jia, you don't have to be angry with me anymore..."

His words were lost in the sudden sound of fireworks.

The amusement park at the foot of the mountain held a fireworks carnival, and the fireworks began to be set off non-stop, and the flowers bloomed in the sky, which was extremely clear.

Liang Yiting's voice became a little unreal: "I will not force you to do anything anymore, no matter what kind of life you want to live, who you want to be with, I hope you are happy—"

If the most unreasonable thing in this world is love, then what is even more unreasonable than love is him and Liang Yiting.

As if a strange lead was being pulled, the memories jumped back to the middle school days without stagnation, that basketball game, that dark equipment room with a ray of white moonlight.

Li Wenjia kissed him, leaned over to kiss his lips without warning, and blocked his words.

When I came back to my senses, only three words flashed in my mind: Go crazy.

Liang Yiting's eyes widened slightly, and at that moment his whole body seemed to be frozen.

When Li Wenjia wanted to run away, he reacted instantly, grabbed him, and couldn't help but press the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

Li Wenjia couldn't break free, only felt the starry sky spinning, and closed his eyes reflexively.

The tip of his tongue penetrated into his teeth, swept across the sensitive mucous membrane, entangled with him, and then gently sucked his lips.

Li Wenjia's body heated up uncontrollably in the passionate kiss.

After an unknown amount of time, Liang Yiting finally let go of him, his lips glowed under the moonlight, and his chest heaved slightly.

"You're not with him, are you?" he asked.

Li Wenjia had already changed his posture unconsciously, leaning against his chest, feeling his intense heartbeat, he didn't answer for a while, then he put his fingers on his chest, and chuckled softly: "Do you know why I asked you to come here?" ?”

"..."

His voice was a little fluttering, and he said with a mixture of truth and falsehood: "I will kill you, then dig a hole and bury it, and leave the corpse in the wilderness."

Listening to his nonsense, Liang Yiting kissed his forehead: "I know that message will not be sent by you."

Li Wenjia hesitated slightly, and then said: "You still have self-knowledge."

Liang Yiting kissed him on the hairline, "Then what were you just now?"

"..."

"Wen Jia, this is not the first time you have treated me like this."

After his words fell, the kiss ran down his cheeks and fell on his lips again, and this time he was no longer just a simple kiss, his hands directly caressed his crotch, kneading through the fabric.

Li Wenjia already had some reactions, being caressed by him for a while, the familiar and unfamiliar pleasure was like a cloud of cotton candy, enveloping him lightly and softly, with layers of warmth and sweetness.

Liang Yiting's breathing gradually became heavy, his voice was full of lust, deep and slightly hoarse: "I miss you to death."

Then her hand reached into the hem of his clothes, caressing his body inch by inch, caressing recklessly.

Li Wenjia pushed him, but didn't push him away, and desire was like a flame, which burned from the lower abdomen without a few teasing.His refusal was all about refusal, his fingers clenched the skirt of his clothes twistedly, and soon he straightened up his body slightly panting, and then his sensitive parts were soothed as he wished, and his whole body trembled.

Liang Yiting embraced him with one hand, caressed his chest with the other hand, brushed his nipples a few times with his fingertips, and the teasing place was already swollen and hardened, and then covered his palms with all his heart to tease him.

The two were close to each other, and within a short while, Li Wenjia seemed to open his mouth to welcome him, and gently sucked the tip of his tongue. Liang Yiting's blood was soaring, and he took a deep breath, pressing him down, and the kiss became more intense. Li Wenjia's soft tongue actively entangled , his arms could not help wrapping around his neck, and the two kissed inseparably.

Perhaps it was purely caused by primitive desires. They hadn't seen each other for more than a month, and they had never vented during that period. In any case, more than a month ago, the two were still gluey, loving each other like a honeymoon, enjoying the bliss of the world.

Under the vast galaxy, Liang Yiting took off his lower body clothes, slowly entered into him, and became one with him, the inner wall was tight and hot, sucking him jerky and passionately, hooking him into the deepest part.

Li Wenjia's consciousness was blurred. Through his broad shoulders, he could see the moon shining like a sky, and countless stars shining brightly.

His body swayed with the more intense impact, and his low moan was numb to the bones, and fine petals fell down, landing on his eyebrows and hair, and were brought down by the tossing and turning kisses.

For a moment, his moan suddenly trembled.Liang Yiting touched the side of his neck with his fingers, saw a trace of blood on his fingertips, slowed down his movements, and then pulled out a dead branch with thorns from the side of his neck.

Beads of sweat dripped from Li Wenjia's forehead due to lust, and his rosy lips were slightly parted. He looked at him quietly under the moonlight, as if he didn't know the pain, and his mood seemed infatuated.

Unable to restrain himself, Liang Yiting straightened his back again, fucked him hard for a few times, then picked him up, stood up, and walked towards the nearest stone wall.

Li Wenjia woke up a little bit, clung to his back firmly, only felt the other's hard penis being nailed into his body with each step, it was so deep that it almost hurt, and couldn't help sobbing.

The stone walls on the mountain have been washed by rainwater over a long period of time, and they can be regarded as smooth.

Li Wenjia's legs were tightly wrapped around him, leaning against the stone wall for strength, and the two copulated in a standing position, facing each other very close.

Liang Yiting moved for a moment, maintaining the posture buried deep in his body, and rubbed the tip of his nose, "You like it, don't you?"

"Aha……"

He pulled it out slowly, then pushed it in deeply again, "Wen Jia, tell me..."

Li Wenjia panted as if dying, and looked at him with half-opened eyes for a long time: "It's very comfortable..."

He moaned intermittently, leaned forward, kissed him, and consciously shrunk the hole slightly, with a thin smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are also very comfortable, aren't you?"

"..."

He whispered in his ear: "Liang Yiting, I figured it out."

"Really, you—"

Immediately afterwards, Li Wenjia said again: "I really like having sex with you. It seems that there is nothing to avoid." The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he looked at him with a little wandering eyes: "When you enjoy me, I also love you." I'm enjoying you... It's meaningless to suffer and hate deeply."

Liang Yiting froze for a moment, as if he was appreciating the profound meaning of this sentence.

Then the initial joy turned into a wry smile, and he hugged him, "You still have to talk to me quickly."

Li Wenjia caught his changing expression, and was embraced by him again, with his chin resting on his shoulder, without saying a word for a moment.Then his lower body began to move rhythmically again, and at a gradually accelerating frequency, he frowned slightly, moaning in joy and pain, and after a while, his body tensed up, and he climaxed frantically.

The convulsed and curled toes gradually loosened, and he was like a flower that had been hit by a shower, being held by him weakly, with his arms hanging loosely on his shoulders and neck.

After a long time, when his sanity gradually recovered, his lips stroked and kissed his earlobe, and his arms hugged him slightly.

"...Liang Yiting, I'm tired." He closed his eyes and murmured.

So many years, too tired.

…………

……

Xiao Ji hasn't seen Li Wenjia for nearly a week.

He knew that he hadn't traveled far and had been in his apartment all the time, but this time he didn't dare to kick the door rashly again.

The early morning sunlight diffused through the window lattice and spilled into the room, covering the two people on the bed.

A quilt loosely covered the two naked bodies full of traces of eroticism, and used condoms were thrown on the floor—this was not used originally, but it was done too many times, and frequent cleaning was too troublesome.

It was still very cold in March and April in the cold spring, and the indoor air conditioner seemed to be malfunctioning. Li Wenjia unconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly, and when the quilt was still tightly wrapped, he gradually woke up.

Liang Yiting was sleeping soundly beside him, Li Wenjia didn't make a sound, after waking up for a while, he took a book by the bedside and turned a few pages while lying on the bed.

Liang Yiting suddenly turned over in his sleep, and slept on his stomach hugging the pillow, with his bare shoulders exposed to the somewhat cold air.

Li Wenjia glanced at him, then leaned towards him, lay on his back, and pulled the quilt to cover his back, using him as a human electric blanket, while relieving the faint pain in the bone seams, while continuing to turn over Book.

Liang Yiting finally woke up a little bit, did not move, let him lie on his stomach, and asked in a sleepy voice: "What's wrong, cold?"

Li Wenjia hummed heavily in a nasal voice: "The air conditioner seems to be broken."

After laying down for a while, he probably maintained a posture that was a little sore, got off him, and put the book aside.

Liang Yiting turned sideways at this time, hugged him into his arms, and at the same time pulled the quilt to wrap the two of them together.

Li Wenjia's chest was pressed against his warm chest, and the soft quilt was on the back. The two of them hugged each other tightly with their legs staggered, and they were finally ironing.

"Will you still come with me?" Liang Yiting asked.

Li Wenjia was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled lowly: "Why not."

He bit his teeth hard on his chest, "Mr. Liang, I hate you so much. I am glad to see you feel depressed and upset because of my bad luck."

Li Wenjia was afraid of the cold, and the air conditioner in the bedroom was indeed malfunctioning, and the quilts at home were limited, so she finally couldn't stay in bed.

I was thinking about whether to ask a maintenance worker to come to repair it, but I was too lazy to ask for a maintenance phone number.

Liang Yiting knew that he was too cold, so he didn't say much when he got out of bed, put on his trousers and a sweater, and went out. After a while, he entered the bedroom, wrapped him up together with the quilt, and went out to the next door .

Li Wenjia struggled in surprise, "What are you doing?!"

Liang Yiting was unimpeded, entered the room next door, kicked open the bedroom door, and put him on a big soft bed like a cloud.

The inside of the house is as warm as spring, with warm air gushing out from the ceiling continuously, and the surrounding European-style furniture is also quite in the style of Liang Yiting.