bodhi rose

Xiao Ji has completely "fallen out of favor" with Li Wenjia.

Liang Yiting accompanied him in this city until the real spring blossoms.

They strolled under the shade of the newly sprouted camphor trees, and their noses were filled with the unique aroma of the trees.They walked through those familiar streets and alleys, and passed by the high school campus they once spent together on weekends and vacations.

Whether it is painful or beautiful, there is no other person who can witness for him except Liang Yiting about this city and about his bitter youth.

Those people and things that once appeared here and shared memories with him have gone away one by one.

The alienated Li family, his father, mother, and Bai Zhou; his only good friend in high school must have already had a life of his own; the small restaurant where he once worked has disappeared; the still peaceful place The high school campus has long since had a new look.

Even the underground garage that once lived in, which was cold, scary, and exuding the smell of rotten and sick bodies, has already painted the walls, and there is no trace of the eye-catching red paint on the walls.

Only the movie theater still stood there, with posters of newly released movies displayed in the hall, and it remained open all the time.

It was not the afternoon of the holiday, there were not many people in the cinema as usual, they went in to watch a movie.

It is a drowsy literary film, there are few people in the hall, they are sitting in the middle, and there are not many people around.

Li Wenjia looked at it carefully for a long time, and ate a few popcorns. Some people passed by him one after another, and left early. In the end, it was almost as if he had reserved the venue.

He yawned and tilted his head on Liang Yiting's shoulder.

"boring?"

"A little sleepy." He stuffed the popcorn into his hand, which was held by Liang Yiting.

Li Wenjia leaned on him, and said in a very soft voice: "...Liang Yiting, you were wondering why I went to that dilapidated neighborhood and went around there meaninglessly?"

"A little."

Li Wenjia stroked his hand, interlocking his fingers one by one.

The skin of Liang Yiting's hands is delicate and smooth, but the bones are very strong. Not only does it look good, but it also feels good to hold.

"When I was in high school, my father went bankrupt and owed usury, and my mother and I were forced to pay by the underworld. We mortgaged the house for more than ten years, and lived in an underground garage in that community in order to avoid debts. My mother was Stomach cancer is at an advanced stage." He said slowly and clearly, "It was in that dark and damp underground garage that I sent her off for the last time... I am an illegitimate child with no relatives, and there will be no relatives in the world after that."

"..."

"But even if all my family members died, the debt collectors would never let me go. At that time, I even thought that I would not survive that winter... It was Bai Zhou who showed up to help me later. You will never understand that feeling, It's like the hand of God dragged you back from hell to the world."

"..."

"Liang Yiting, it used to be my hell, no one was with me, I dare not even go back and take a look."

"What year was it in high school?"

Li Wenjia was silent, then smiled.

His tone was always gentle, even a little soft, and his eyes were calm: "I am in such pain, but you don't know anything..."

"Wen Jia, forgive me."

"You have never understood how I got together with Bai Zhou. You will not understand why I will marry a wife and have children after he dies. You will not understand, I have met so many people, Good and bad, why do I hate you the most?"

Liang Yiting held his hand tightly and kissed his forehead.He didn't ask anything, just said: "Let me be your relative, whether you hate me or love me, I am willing to love you wholeheartedly and make up for you. No one and nothing can hurt you in the future, including me. Own."

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When spring really came, Li Wenjia said goodbye to Xiao Ji, and followed Liang Yiting back by plane.

A small southern city with four distinct seasons has had so many bad memories, but now I can feel the tranquility of the years.

However, if he wants to leave, he will not have the slightest nostalgia.

Winter has passed, and the spring when all things are revived is here. Life is constantly changing, and all the old things belong to the past.

Liang Yiting's home is in the most prosperous metropolis in the country. It is the headquarters of the Liang family, and it is the place where he dominates. Moreover, no matter how cold the winter there is, it is much warmer than here.

The initial tsunami of scandals appears to have subsided.

Li Wenjia lives in a vast and luxurious villa with everything he needs. If he doesn't want to, he can hardly go out for the rest of his life.

And in the short term, he really has no idea of ​​going out.

On a whim, he wanted to learn the piano seriously, so it was worth buying that piano back then.

It seems that he is quite talented in musical instruments, and the teachers who came to teach him were full of praise, but it was a pity that he learned too late and his hand was injured, otherwise he might be able to become a musician.

In the entire Liang family's courtyard, the sound of the piano can be heard endlessly, and the melodious piano music lingers all day long.

Li Wenjia made rapid progress, and his mood became happier because of it.

However, within a month, probably because he practiced too hard, all ten of his fingers swelled up to varying degrees, and he had to temporarily stop his crazy practice.

With such a sudden stop, time seemed to stand still.

Not only can he no longer play the piano, but his painful and swollen fingers can't play games or balls. His life has become boring.

Li Wenjia thought about it seriously during the boring few days, and at least the pen and mouse can be used with fingers.It's better to try to pick up the previous profession and draw drawings for design.If I want to work in the future, I can still have the skills to be competent.

It's just that the design is not as good as a musical instrument. If you start carefully, there are many details and trivial details, which is rather boring.

Carefully straighten out a plan from beginning to end, and it will even be very tiring to actually finish it all.

After dinner in the past few nights, he was a little mentally ill.

Liang Yiting also had a whim, and suddenly said: "Let me play the piano for you."

Li Wenjia lazily pressed the remote control, mockingly said: "Your piano playing skills are not as good as mine."

"But I have a wide range of interests." Liang Yiting said confidently: "I can play the erhu, play the guqin and flute, and the Folk Music Association once invited me to be the chairman."

"..."

It seems that he has heard it mentioned before, but Li Wenjia doesn't believe it.

Liang Yiting then asked the servant to bring an erhu, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and played the Spring River Flower and Moon Night casually.

The notes are smooth and mellow, the rhythm is precise and has its own style. Li Wenjia was speechless because he was too surprised.

Suddenly he wasn't bored anymore.

Because it is too fresh.

Liang Yiting can play the erhu, and he can play the erhu quite well-this thing is enough for him to be fresh for half a year, not to mention that he can really play the flute and the guqin.

Li Wenjia's fingers gradually recovered, and he picked up the lyre again subconsciously.

He has learned this instrument seriously, even if he can't remember the name of the music and the music score for a while, he can instinctively play out a string of smooth music when he touches the strings with his fingers.

Leaning against an antique piano case, Liang Yiting listened to him play a piece of music, suddenly smiled, turned around and pulled out a Xiao from the piano stand.

When his piano sound stagnated a bit, he leaped with his fingertips, and a series of gorgeous flute sounds calmly followed.

The music is indescribably perfect, and the scene is also indescribably weird.

Maybe Liang Yiting couldn't get along with folk music anyway.

At the end of the song, Li Wenjia didn't make a sound, as if he was thinking hard about something.

Liang Yiting held the Xiao, watched him thinking hard, and asked tentatively: "Do you remember this song?"

"..."

"Very famous, high mountains and flowing water."

Li Wenjia remembered, but stood up, disgusted: "Who wants to play the high mountains and rivers with you, insulting this song."

After a pause, he said again: "It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Liang Yiting didn't respond, just stood and looked at him.

Li Wenjia opened the door, and a stream of water vapor after the early summer rain rushed over.

Going back to the bedroom has to pass through a courtyard. There was a thunderstorm at night, and the rain wet the cobblestone path, causing the sound of frogs one after another.

Li Wenjia had already taken a shower and was only wearing cotton slippers. He stood silently holding the door for a moment, then turned his head to look at him.

The two looked at each other, and he suddenly said, "Liang Yiting, hug me."

hug me.

His eyes were as clear as moonlight, with a faint icy color, but he seemed to be able to see the undercurrent surging under the ice layer.

Liang Yiting stepped forward and easily picked him up.

Li Wenjia hooked his neck and leaned against his arms, the courtyard seemed extremely quiet and spacious.

The smell of roses and night dew floated in the air. He carried him across the courtyard and through the long corridor until they reached the spacious bedroom with a soft bed.

Li Wenjia stared into his eyes, stroked his neck with his fingers, and then pulled him down with a little force.

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Early summer is the most comfortable season, and we shouldn't just stay at home all day and waste good time.

And just going out together like that, I still feel a little worried about the previous turmoil.

It's better to go abroad for vacation. It just so happens that Liang Yiting himself has something to go abroad recently.

At night, Li Wenjia turned on a desk lamp and drew a few sketches.

Liang Yiting said: "Wen Jia, don't be too tired."

The corners of Li Wenjia's mouth curled up. This is not tiring. He stayed at his desk for several hours without doing much real work. Most of the time he just spent most of his time in a daze while surfing the Internet meaninglessly.

"I'll be free for a while, let's go abroad for a while." Liang Yiting said.

Li Wenjia hadn't gone out for a long time and had no reason to refuse.

A few days later, they took the plane together and went to the prestigious island for vacation.

Most of the tourists are foreigners, and they are not movie stars after all. No matter how big the incident is, it is limited to domestic gossip.

The climate of the island full of palm trees is warm, but not too hot.

Li Wenjia went shopping with him locally, tasting local snacks. There were many gaudy gadgets in the market. They bought a few unique ones for decoration and finally bought a pair of beautiful ceramic dishes for couples.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, they returned to the hotel by the sea, put on flowery underpants, mixed among a group of hot bikini beauties, vigorously played parasailing and beach volleyball, and when they were a little tired, they lay down under the thatched eaves to watch The sun is gradually sinking into the horizon.

In the evening, we eat barbecue in an open-air shop near the beach, and the tongue of fire licks all kinds of seafood wrapped in tin foil, making a tempting "sizzling" sound.

Not far away, there seemed to be a bonfire party, and there was laughter and laughter, and local brown-skinned men and women danced hula around.

There never seemed to be a time like this.

Li Wenjia drank two cans of beer, stood up suddenly, and walked towards the crowd over there.

The young people were enthusiastic and soon surrounded him with laughter.

He waved his hands, twisted his hips, and jumped up with the locals.A beautiful girl put a bright garland around his neck. He had a bright smile and flexible limbs, as if he had gone back to the past overnight, and he looked like a carefree teenager.

Staying in the island until the end of June, they went to Ireland.

At that time, the temperature in Ireland was still [-] degrees in early spring, and the scenery was infinite.

The plane flew over the ocean, and through the white clouds, you could see the small green islands dotted in the sea.

When I came here, it was slightly different from the previous islands. When I got off the plane, several blond foreigners in suits came to greet them, and then they took a car and went directly to an old manor.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper came out to greet him. Li Wenjia was not good at foreign languages, and it seemed awkward to interrupt the smooth communication between the two, so he just followed along silently.

The outer walls of the manor are covered with vines, and some places that are not covered by green plants show traces of old vicissitudes, but the interior decoration is still luxurious.

Stepping on the thick cashmere carpet, I walked all the way through the lobby with a high dome, followed by a long corridor. On one side of the corridor is the door of the room with gilt handles carved with exquisite patterns, and on the other side is facing the lush greenery, Well-kept rose garden.

Liang Yiting and the old German housekeeper stopped walking at some point, and Li Wenjia accidentally bumped into his back.

Liang Yiting turned around with a smile, rubbed his forehead, took his hand again, and spoke a series of strange words to the housekeeper.

Feeling Liang Yiting's eyes just now, Li Wenjia seemed to be able to guess what he and the butler were talking about.

The butler looked like an old-fashioned gentleman, with a gentle and even tone of voice, and could hardly hear his emotions. Finally, he smiled and handed a key to Liang Yiting's house.

Li Wenjia was curious about this place, entered the room together, and asked, "What did you and him talk about all the way just now? Where is this place? It's very beautiful, just like the medieval castle in the movie."

Liang Yiting pushed open the window to let the fresh and cool breeze blow in.

"This is a manor. During this period of time, it has been booked by a... well, a businessman who I was dealing with recently. We are new here, and we should meet him first to say hello, but just now the housekeeper said that this gentleman I fell ill again in two days, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

Li Wenjia said: "Shouldn't we go to visit when I'm sick? Shouldn't we just leave it alone?"

Liang Yiting smiled inexplicably, and said: "This gentleman's name is Baili Shi. He has a unique name and a unique temperament. He should be extremely save-faced..." He stretched out his hand to pour two cups of tea, drooping The eyes said: "Maybe he is mentally weak and looks haggard due to illness. If this is the case, he will never let outsiders see his appearance."

Handing a cup of steaming black tea to Li Wenjia, he motioned to the manor, and said, "This Mr. Baili is actually sitting on the mountain, and he is going to sell his property, but he still has to support the facade and pull such a ostentation." ... also thanks to the rich family background, enough for him to squander."

Li Wenjia listened for a while, then asked, "Are you here to discuss business with him?"

Liang Yiting smiled: "It's not really a business." He blinked at him: "I brought you here to play."

This was indeed something he had never seen before.

In the next week or so, the manor held several theme parties, and every guest who came to the ball had a distinguished status.

As if they were in medieval Europe, they dressed up in splendid costumes, drove through the manor in a beautiful carriage, and came to the magnificent banquet hall with strong Renaissance style.

High domes, exquisite murals, soft velvet carpets, exquisite food, classical candlesticks, and crystal goblets.

Everyone dances like an ancient nobleman.

In the banquet, there are few orientals with black hair and black eyes like them.

They wear suits hand-stitched by Italian tailors. The jacket pockets are matched with square scarves of different colors according to the color and style of the clothes, and the French cuff buttons of the shirts are exposed at the cuffs.

The magnificent black hair has the luster of satin, and the bright eyes are like stars in the dark night.

They are slender, dance lightly, and have a romantic charm unique to the oriental people.

The thick carpet stretches all the way up the steps.

The dark leather shoes and a silver cane carved with arabesques silently hit the ground until they stopped at the top of the stairs.

Holding the cane was a pale and slender hand, the skin was delicate and moist, showing slightly forked light blue veins.

His face was as sickly pale as the back of his hands, but his lips had a faint rose pink, and their shape was extremely beautiful, which was the lip shape known as the "Bow of Love".

The man also has dark-night black hair, which is slightly curled and grows to his neck. It is loosely tied with a dark green silk satin, and it seems to exude a faint blue color under the light.

He raised his hand, and a tall, brown-skinned man beside him immediately took a step forward.

Covering his lips with his pale fingers, he opened his vermilion lips lightly, and uttered a string of fluent Thai words in the man's ear.

The man nodded and left.

Baili Shi slowly stroked a luxurious sapphire on the top of the cane, watching the singing and dancing downstairs from a distance, a lively scene.After a while, he turned and walked slowly back to the room.

After a dance with Li Wenjia, Liang Yiting and Li Wenjia were choosing snacks.

A big man in a suit and tie walked up to him, bowed slightly politely three steps away, and said in standard Chinese, "Mr. Liang, our master is here to welcome you."

Liang Yiting put down the plate and did not respond quickly, but mouthed to Li Wenjia in a low voice: "Ten hundred miles." Then he cleared his throat and said in a moderate voice: "Wenjia, Mr. Baili must be in better health , I want to talk to me about business, I'll go over first, and you can play for a while."

Li Wenjia groaned, looked at the big man again, and asked, "When are you coming back?"

"It won't be long, let's go back together later."

In the luxurious suite decorated in a palace style, there was a faint coughing sound.

Liang Yiting paused for a while, and soon the person leading the way opened the door for him.

Baili Shifang coughed violently, and the white handkerchief covering his lips was stained with blood as expected.

He rinsed his mouth under the servant's service, and the dirty handkerchief and mouthwash were brought down together.

He raised his eyelids in a spirited manner, greeted Liang Yiting, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Tea? Or coffee?"

Liang Yiting smiled and said, "Let's have tea."

He sat down on the sofa diagonally opposite him, crossed his legs casually, and asked politely and concernedly: "Mr. Baili has been seriously ill recently?"

Baili Shi was panting slightly, his complexion was flushed after a severe cough, and he seemed to have a somewhat healthy complexion.

"It's an old problem, but luckily it's not contagious."

Liang Yiting nodded and said: "This time I came here, and I also brought some precious Chinese medicinal materials. Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and if it is properly adjusted, it may improve."

"Thank you." Bailishi coughed once or twice again, as if talking to himself, and his voice became softer twice: "I can't get used to Nasheng not being around, and I can't rest well. This annoying thing It's really a headache for me to lose my temper with me and run away from home recently."

Liang Yiting didn't speak, just smiled.

The servant served the black tea in a bone china cup.

Baili Shi seemed to think of something, as if he had woken up from his drowsiness, and there was a little light in his eyes: "By the way, the contract."

Finally remembering this, he hurriedly asked someone to bring over a tens of pages of contract.

"Mr. Liang, let's take a good look. After comparing several buyers, I still like you more. If there is no problem, we will sign the contract and pay the money and deliver the goods."

Liang Yiting picked up the contract and looked through it, and said with a smile: "It seems that I am lucky."

But Baili Shi laughed abruptly, with a slightly playful look on his face: "The reason why I chose Mr. Liang is because Mr. Liang is handsome and unrestrained, and he is quite similar to me in the early years."

"..."

The smile gradually faded, he pursed his lips, his eyes wandered around his face, and he said again: "Transfer this island to Mr. Liang, I feel less disappointed."

Located in a piece of sea in the southwest of Ireland, there is a heart-shaped island with an area of ​​about five hectares sleeping quietly. Affected by the warm Atlantic current, the climate on the island is warm all year round.

The Baili family was wealthy in their early years and bought the permanent right to use the island. There is also a nearly 300-year-old castle on the island. They repaired the castle according to the design drawings and planned to build supporting gardens and woods.

Many years ago, when there were elders in the family, people from a large family would come here for the winter almost every year, and everything was well organized.But now the family is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. There are 11 people in Baili, and they have almost never set foot there after that.

But the castle and the flower trees are still there, and it will not be dilapidated to such an extent in ten or twenty years, and it can be restored to its original state with simple repairs.

It's a real paradise.

Liang Yiting got it as he wished, and he was naturally happy, and his mind was full of blueprints about the future of the two.

Li Wenjia left for a while, but he couldn't find him for a while, so he just drank in a secluded place.

Suddenly, a long-lost black head poked in front of him, and said in amazement: "Aha! It's Liang Yiting!"

It was a strange young man. Except for Li Wenjia and Bailishi just now, he hadn't seen an Asian with black hair and black eyes for a long time.

Because Liang Yiting was in a happy mood, he seemed to be more amiable than usual, he said: "Are you...?"

"My elder brother was talking to you about planning the film and television city project some time ago." The young man said.

Liang Yiting knew without recalling that the person in front of him was the youngest son of the richest man in T city.Looking carefully, it can be seen that he still has a youthful childishness.

"What a coincidence." Liang Yiting smiled politely.

In fact, I am not surprised to meet this kind of dude here, they are all here for entertainment, as long as they have enough connections, money and leisure.

"What a coincidence, I also came here for that island. I heard that the consumptive ghost sold it to you?" The young man asked rudely, his temperament seemed to be very spoiled.

"Yes." Liang Yiting nodded perfunctorily.

The young man frowned and looked a little angry. Of course, as an adult, he had to restrain himself on some occasions. He couldn't lose his temper anytime and anywhere like a child.

After drinking a glass of wine, he returned to normal, and suddenly said with a smile: "Mr. Liang has been very popular recently."

The corner of Liang Yiting's mouth curled up indifferently, and he took a small piece of cake without answering him.

"I often see news about you on entertainment gossip recently."

"Oh?" Liang Yiting said without raising his head, "I thought that only people who are idle all day have the time to look at such things."

The young man grinned, and he didn't know if he really didn't understand the world, or he was unwilling to give up in the verbal dispute: "That 'Hai' is indeed a stunner, I have admired his works, it is really beautiful, Mr. Liang is very lucky .”

He paused, and worried for him quite seriously: "It's just that Mr. Liang, although you are from the underworld, you are still considered a noble family. It's fine to be with a man. This sea is not clean, and the reputation It's not so bad either..."

Liang Yiting put down the plate in his hand.

The young man didn't know good from bad, and said narrowly: "But you don't think you're serious about this kind of thing, why don't you give him to me, I haven't tried this kind of thing yet. If you agree, my brother's project -"

"Do you want to die?" Liang Yiting said suddenly.

"Ah? What?" The young man maintained a slightly dull smile on his face, as if he was not sure what he heard.

Liang Yiting raised his head, looking at him with cold eyes that could freeze frost.

It is undeniable that these words made him momentarily at a loss as to how to respond. No one has ever had the courage to talk to him like this.

And in the next second, his peripheral vision passed behind him, and he saw Li Wenjia standing not far away.

Li Wenjia stood a few steps away from them, looked at him with a slight smile, and did not continue walking.

The eyes of the two met, his expression didn't change, but he turned around suddenly, and left in the direction of the gate without looking back.

Liang Yiting's heart trembled suddenly, he hurriedly chased him out without caring about anything else.

There were several beautiful gilt-painted carriages parked outside the banquet hall. Li Wenjia got into the carriage and said a simple English word. The driver raised his whip and waved it lightly.

The carriage rattled forward, Liang Yiting ran behind and called his name.

Hearing the shout, the unknown coachman pulled the reins slightly.

The next moment Liang Yiting had caught up, quickly opened the car door, jumped up neatly, and sat beside him.

The place where the two lived was in the same manor, not far away. Li Wenjia didn't want to really get rid of him, and knew that he couldn't get rid of him, so he just sat there quietly and it didn't matter. overreaction.

There is a crescent moon in the deep sky, and the surrounding is quiet, only the sound of horses' treading.

Liang Yiting seemed to hesitate to speak, and after a long time, Li Wenjia turned to look at him.

His eyes are as clear as autumn water, with big pupils and watery eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "What are you nervous about?"

"..."

He turned his eyes away, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a half-smile: "Mr. Liang can share me with other people as before. According to the routine, we may have another threesome."

Liang Yiting grabbed his hand: "What nonsense are you talking about?! How could I!"

Li Wenjia let him hold hands, neither earning nor making trouble, long eyelashes drooping, casting a shadow in front of his eyes, "It's not like you haven't done this before."

Liang Yiting was speechless for a moment.

The carriage stopped in the small garden in front of the building, and the shadows of the trees were dancing. Li Wenjia looked at him in the dim light, then forcefully broke his hand away, got out of the car and walked towards the residence.

Liang Yiting came back to his senses and got out of the car soon.

He opened the door with the key, keeping his back to him.

The slim flannel suit outlined his slender figure, which looked thin and thin under the moonlight.

Liang Yiting stood behind him and said, "I will not give you up to anyone again."

Li Wenjia held the doorknob with her pale fingers, and her neck was white and slender, reminiscent of fragile flower branches swaying under the moonlit night.

He held the doorknob tightly, his joints protruding and distinct, his fingernails pinched slightly wet blood on his palm, and his words were soft but mocking: "It's really a consistent personality. Liang Yiting, I want to be with others At the same time, it should not be up to you to decide whether to let it go or not."

He turned around, the smile stained the corners of his mouth again, he didn't want to waste his energy in being noisy and hysterical, so he quietly made room for him to enter the door.

Liang Yiting took a few steps forward and clasped his wrist tightly.

The next moment, Li Wenjia was hugged into his arms by him.

A hoarse voice came from his ear, and his chest trembled slightly, "...what do you want me to do."

That is not a question, but a concrete image of the pain spreading from the bottom of my heart.

Li Wenjia put his arms around his waist, smiled absently, with white teeth, and whispered in his ear: "You just need to make me comfortable, Mr. Liang."

Those words were light and malicious, like the sharpest knife gently licking the skin.

In the past, such a provocation was enough to make him fly into a rage.

Liang Yiting seemed to be able to feel his veins pulsating, and his palms were suddenly hot. At that moment, it was almost impossible to tell whether he loved or hated him.

He lifted his chin and kissed it hard.

His fingers are so hard that it seems to crush his jaw, and his kiss is crazy, like a beast's bite.

The faint smell of blood spread in the mouth, and a trace of body fluid overflowed from the glued lips of the two.It is not so much a kiss as it is a catharsis of a certain emotion that has nowhere to release.

They both need this release, and they let each other out.

When they finally parted, the soles of Li Wenjia's feet felt weak, Liang Yiting held his palm and saw the blood marks on his palm.

For a while there was just silence.

Li Wenjia's breathing gradually changed from rapid to gentle.

He didn't care about the injury on his palm and his gaze, but held his wrist with his backhand, gently pulled him, and led him to the bedside in the bedroom.

Thoughtful luxury rooms always keep warm little lights for guests.

Li Wenjia's outline is clearly visible, but his eyes are not very clear, but probably because of the lighting, he looks gentle and calm.

He pushed Liang Yiting to the edge of the bed, put his palms on his shoulders, and bent down slightly.

The two of them didn't speak, and after staring at each other for a long time, Li Wenjia suddenly kissed him on the brow, his voice was like night mist melting into the moonlight, "...do you know how much I liked you back then? "

He bowed his head, long eyelashes seemed to brush his cheeks.

Liang Yiting suddenly felt heart palpitations.

Another kiss fell on the bridge of his nose, as soft as a snowflake that melts at the touch of a touch.

"The first time I fell in love with someone, I was both happy and scared. When I saw you, I was happy, but when I thought of the future, I was afraid..." He murmured, "At that time we were still young, and we were so young. They are all men, the farther I think, the more afraid I become..."

His fingers held his cheeks coolly, "I used to really, really like you. I don't care if I'm a man when I'm with you. I don't even want etiquette, justice, and shame."

"Because I like it, it doesn't matter even if I was raped by you for the first time; because I like it, at that age, I have no shame in doing that kind of thing with you, in school with you..." His voice trembled unconsciously .

"You know... At that time, I had a female classmate who was very close to me. She was slandered and ridiculed by everyone because of her puppy love and pregnancy. The wrong thing is even more outrageous than her, but I will not be pregnant. For a moment, I even, even regret that I will never be able to have a child with you. If I can, even if I am ridiculed by everyone, I want to—” He His words suddenly stopped, "I'm crazy, right?"

"But how did you treat me in the end?"

"Liang Yiting..." He closed his eyes, and said softly, "I used to love him so much, but now I hate him so much."

As if a hand was holding the heart, Liang Yiting even became short of breath.

His heart was beating very fast, and that hand seemed to have completely controlled his heart, pinching him round and flattening him wantonly, throbbing, manic, joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Li Wenjia stroked his cheek with his lips, kissed him bit by bit, slowly unbuttoned his tie, and then buttoned his shirt one by one.

Finally the fingers landed on the hidden buckle of his belt.

The breaths of the two were intertwined, Li Wenjia's breath was hot, and his lust was surging. There was no need to deny it, his desire for him was from beginning to end.

From the earliest days, I have been infatuated with this man.

He licked and kissed his Adam's apple and chest, and the sweet breath emanating from the other party made him tremble all over, and even his pores opened.

The clothes of the two were disheveled, and he straddled him, as if back to the beginning, nothing happened between them, everything was pure.He fell in love with Liang Yiting, and did what he had always wanted to do but dared not do—kissing him recklessly.

Like him, he wanted him so badly.

Perhaps today, he still can't talk about letting go, forgiving or not forgiving him.

He just tiredly followed his instincts.

Maybe his love for him is only [-] more than hate, so Libra has a direction and instinctively wants to be with him.

Or maybe, he really loves him so much, he loves him so much that he can forgive anything, just like before, retreating step by step, without principle, after more than ten years, he has experienced too much, and the unforgettable things have faded away , He once again accepted him unprincipled.

Who knows, not even himself.

He only knew that at least at this moment, he couldn't do without him.

He wants to be entangled with him, the skin-to-skin caress is so comfortable that it is shuddering, he wants to become one with him, and wants his hot and throbbing cock to be deeply, deeply embedded in him, ironing Filling him fully is like a fish struggling in a shallow puddle away from the shore. The mud is sticky, and it can live with a little water, and it cannot be separated from a little water.

The body finally fit perfectly, and he let out a moan of pain and joy, as if he was almost dying and couldn't bear it.

Liang Yiting supported his scalding body, pushed his waist hard to hit him deeply, beads of sweat fell on his bare chest.

Li Wenjia panted and fell on his chest, the pleasure was so intense that his eyes turned white and his eyes were out of focus, as if his body and mind were no longer his own, panting panting, he whispered in his ear: "Liang Yiting, I just want to be touched by you... I just want, I just want to have sex with you..."

There was an unconscious cry in his voice.

Liang Yiting couldn't hold back anymore, turned over and pressed him under him, all his words turned into the most intuitive desire, and he almost violently manipulated his servants.

The two of them didn't stop until the early morning. Li Wenjia's eyes were red and she was sobbing from being fucked, but she took the initiative to seduce her body, raised her red buttocks high, and kneaded her buttocks in an extremely lewd posture. The meat is separated on both sides, revealing the wet and slightly open hole in the middle.

Liang Yiting couldn't bear it at all, and it was as if he was possessed by a demon at this moment, driving the other party from whimpering to