are you a cat

The air in the room seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands.

None of the three moved, and the atmosphere was strangely stagnant.

The postures of the two on the sofa are very ambiguous, at least in Yechen's opinion.

Victor put his legs on both sides of Xu Yuxing's thighs, kneeling on the sofa, with the skirt of the floral shirt on his body all the way to the end, casual shorts hanging loosely on the hip bones, revealing his tight waistline and logo-printed underwear side.

Upwards, one side of the shirt is hung on the shoulder and the other is draped over the crook of the arm. As a white man, Victor has a typical pink and white skin, and the little red marks on his chest and neck are extremely obvious, and it is difficult for people to ignore it.

And when Yechen entered the door, what he saw was the picture of Xu Yuxing with one arm around his waist, and the other hand around the back of his neck, buried in Victor's shoulder.

Victor held his head and inserted his slender fingers into Xu Yuxing's hair.

Anyone with eyes can see what they are doing.

At this moment, not only Ye Chen, but also Xu Yuxing's mind was blank.

He never expected Ye Chen to appear so suddenly.

The two stared at each other blankly, neither spoke nor moved.

It was Victor who broke the weird silence first: "Xiaochen, you came back just in time, come and help me take pictures."

The voice with a strange accent brought Ye Chen back to his senses. The cpu of his brain didn't even have time to process what he heard, so he turned around and was about to leave: "I'm sorry to bother you."

At the same time, Xu Yuxing regained his composure, threw Victor off his body, and chased him outside the house!

A thud.

Victor was caught off guard and rolled off the sofa and fell on his back.

But no one cares.

He struggled to get up from the ground, although he couldn't understand a few words of the dispute outside the door, but out of the instinct of human beings to eat melons, he still limped towards the entrance with his hands on his butt regardless of the pain.

Yechen was caught up by Xu Yuxing when he just stepped out of the porch, and the latter grabbed his wrist tightly to prevent him from leaving.

Xu Yuxing's tone was more eager than ever: "Xiaochen, it's not what you think."

Yechen didn't look back, struggling with his wrists to get rid of his shackles.

Xu Yuxing pulled him back with a little force, and put one hand on Yechen's shoulder to try to turn him around. The two forces secretly competed, and finally Xu Yuxing gave up first.

He switched to the opposite side of Yechen: "Listen to my explanation."

"No need to explain." Ye Chen who had kept his head down suddenly said.

He looked up at Xu Yuxing, with no expression on his face, and his eyes seemed to have no fluctuation: "I don't discriminate against homosexuals, so don't be too nervous."

Now everyone's acceptance of homosexuality is getting higher and higher, and there are often various voices expressing "true love is innocent".

Faced with this kind of support, Xu Yuxing had always laughed it off.

After he realized that he was sexual in high school, he picked a time to come out with his family. At the dinner table where the family of four were present, he casually said that he liked men like saying that the weather is good today.

As for the reaction of the family members and whether they accept it or what to do if they don't accept it, it is not within Xu Yuxing's consideration.

He has always been very calm about his sexual orientation, and he doesn't care what others think or think whether he supports it or not.

Hearing this sentence from Ye Chen's mouth suddenly, Xu Yuxing couldn't laugh it off.

He even frowned slightly because he didn't know how to pick it up.

All words explaining his relationship with Victor were blocked by this comforting sentence.

After a long while, he said: "I didn't want to hide it from you, but I didn't have any chance to mention it."

"It's okay." Ye Chen smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Some reluctantly: "I just came back to get something."

Xu Yuxing refused to let him go: "What are you taking?"

"I'm going to visit Teacher Yu's studio in a while, and return the picture album I borrowed from her last time." Yechen turned his head and glanced at Victor who was poking around the door, "Go ahead, I'm leaving."

Xu Yuxing still grabbed his arm: "Xiaochen, Victor and I didn't do anything just now." No matter whether Yechen really didn't care or not, Xu Yuxing still explained, "He just asked me to take a photo for him, go to Stimulate someone he likes."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Victor viciously: "Come here and make it clear."

Victor opened his ignorant eyes, he couldn't understand.

Yechen didn't want to dwell on this issue: "Okay, got it."

Xu Yuxing: "Xiaochen."

Because no one used the elevator during this period, the elevator that brought Yechen up just now was still parked on the 32nd floor. From the time he pulled Xu Yuxing's hand away and pressed the elevator down button to stepping into the car, he didn't even look at Xu Yuxing: "I'll go down and get the elevator." album."

"Xiao Chen."

As the car door closed, Xu Yuxing's voice was completely cut off from the door.

The elevator stopped downstairs in a few seconds, and did not go down. After the car door was fully opened, the door close button was pressed directly.

He didn't intend to go to Teacher Yu's studio at all.

I didn't borrow any albums either.

He just wants to escape.

Run away from Xu Yuxing.

Ever since he woke up in Xu Yuxing's arms that morning, Yechen wanted to escape.

This is the first time Ye Chen has liked someone in 18 years, but at the moment when he realized his feelings, he didn't have any yearning or expectation for love.

Instead, panic and fear.

He was afraid that one day he would become Yu Xin or Ye Zeyang. When all the emotions were washed away by time, all that remained was the hoarse madness.

So he told his friend that he hadn't considered pursuing him at all, and wanted to vent his feelings.

Compared to this, he prefers to stay in his comfort zone.

Hide and be a shrinking turtle.

But Yechen found that he couldn't be indifferent at all.

He would feel irritable at the thought of Xu Yuxing and Victor being alone, and hurried home even though he refused, and even wanted to know every detail of their trip alone.

But when he saw their intimate posture, he seemed to be poured from head to toe by a basin of cold water.

Yechen believed Xu Yuxing's words.

He didn't have to and wouldn't lie.

But when Yechen found out that he would be led by the nose by the so-called liking, which would cause emotions like jealousy and pain, Yechen was terrified.

He was afraid of losing self-control, of becoming less like himself.

At that moment, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, standing in the corner of the living room listening to his parents' hysterical quarrel.

The final appearance of love is just a place of broken glass and photos that are missing a piece no matter how they are put together.

Yechen found Teacher Yu's phone number, and it was quickly connected: "Hello, Xiaochen?"

"Mr. Yu."

Yechen said, "I still want to go to Sifang Studio."

When Ye Chen pushed the door and entered, it was pitch black as far as he could see.

Since he moved to Xu Yuhang's house, he almost never faced an empty room after returning home alone late at night.

Even Ningning didn't come out to greet him.

I always felt something strange, Yechen turned on the light in the entrance, but only a dim breathing light came on.

The faint light continued into the living room.

Yechen frowned, kicked off his shoes and walked into the house, the closer he got to the living room, the more clear rustling sounds could be heard, like the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

He turned out of the hallway and saw overlapping figures on the sofa through the dim light.

The two who embraced each other seemed to have not noticed his existence at all.

Xu Yuxing was sitting on the black leather sofa at home wearing a white shirt. Ye Chen had never seen him wear this shirt since the day they first met.

At that time in Yechen’s study room, Xu Yuxing buttoned his white shirt to the top and wore a wig to pretend he was a student, but at night he happened to meet him playing the violin on the street with the same white shirt open all the way to his chest and sleeves. Up to the elbow, under the tight and powerful forearm line, you can still vaguely see the blue blood vessels dormant under the skin.

It was exactly the same as the hand that Yechen saw around someone else's waist at this time.

The man sat straddling Xu Yuxing with his back to Yechen, Yechen couldn't see his face, he could only see his body trembling because of the hands wandering on his back.

The man raised his head, his fingers turned into claws, his joints were tense, he scratched the sofa impatiently, and Xu Yuxing's big hand completely grabbed his wrist and squeezed it between his fingers.

Xu Yuxing pinned their interlocking fingers to the back of each other's waist, forcing him to stand up straight.

Ye Chen never expected to run into such a scene, and immediately wanted to turn around and leave, but his feet could not move as if they were welded to death.

He saw Xu Yuxing kissing and licking the man's ears, neck and collarbone bit by bit.

Leaving a string of ambiguous hickeys.

He saw the other person's chest rise and fall, breathing heavily like a stranded fish.

Hearing the panting in the room, Ye Chen's hands and feet became stiff. The more he resisted, the more his eyes were glued to the person in Xu Yuxing's arms.

His heart beat like a drum, and he approached step by step.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed by, and the man turned around disheveledly, and smiled at Yechen.

It was his own face.

The person who was entangled with Xu Yuxing was himself!

Yechen was startled, he panted heavily, the temperature from the skin on his back thigh made his whole body sticky and limp.

The man's palm was hot, and he touched it bit by bit along his back.

The other hand landed on the back of Ye Chen's neck, making him lower his head with a slight force.

The foreheads of the two wanted to touch each other, Xu Yuxing's amber pupils shone dangerously in the dimness, he was clearly smiling, and Yechen's whole body became tense with his curved eyes.

The man sucked the tip of his ear, lingering with each other ambiguously, his hot breath sprayed on every inch of skin beside his ear.

Yechen heard Xu Yuxing ask him: "Child, are you afraid of pain?"

bang.

Yechen was suddenly pleasantly surprised when the heavy object fell to the ground.

Ning Ning secretly drank the water on the bedside table, but accidentally knocked over the water cup, the porcelain cup was shattered, and the water flowed all over the floor.

Instead, the culprit jumped on the spot in fright, jumped onto the bed and shrank behind Yechen.

The words of the man in the dream are still in my ears, and the hotness still seems to remain in my body.

Yechen was drenched in sweat, sitting on the bed with his eyes straight.

Until the door was hurriedly pushed open: "Xiaochen, what's wrong?"

Xu Yuxing hurried over when he heard the movement, not even knocking on the door.

The ground was in a mess, and the culprit had already run out from behind Yechen, cautiously reaching out his paws to touch the water on the ground, extremely curious.

Xu Yuxing said, "Don't come down, you'll prick your foot in a while."

He squatted beside the bed, intending to pick up the large debris on the ground first.

Ye Chen didn't dare to look at that concerned face, he sat stiffly, his hands tightly clutching the corner of the quilt, the backs of his hands turned white.

"Get out," he said.

Xu Yuxing looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

Yechen repeated in a cold voice: "I'll do it myself, you go out."

He was not in the right mood, Xu Yuxing was silent for a moment, picked up the large pieces of debris on the ground and threw them into the trash can, and put his slippers at the end of the bed: "Be careful not to step on them."

Ye Chen lowered his head and didn't make a sound.

Xu Yuxing sighed in his heart, wanted to pat his head but gave up.

After he left, the room fell into silence again. Ningning was still playing in the water, and Yechen resignedly pulled away the quilt that had been draped over his lap.

It was clammy and cold between the legs.

He has a wet dream.

Because of this spring dream.

Ding--

The cell phone beside the pillow rang.

Teacher Yu sent a new message: Xiaochen, the house has been rented for you.

The author has something to say: I didn’t do anything, I was just dreaming, there was no nocturnal emissions from the neck down, it’s a normal physiological phenomenon for men, let it go, I’m begging, please QAQ