salt by salt

The wooden promenade licked by the mountain mist is cold, I put my face on it, let the damp and smooth wood extinguish the flames flowing in the blood.The endless stretches of green hills outside occupy the line of sight, with different shades of green accompanied by light gray water vapor, I am already tired of seeing the arcs of distant mountains.

Like the oil paintings that fill a bedroom, it is a green swirl that will drag those who look at it for a long time into an inescapable abyss.

This inexplicable thought came to my mind one day, and I've been reluctant to gaze outside since.

Outside...how can there be any outside?This is my brother's home.

strangeness.

"My brother and I"?

I obviously grew up alone... No, not just one person.it's wired.What am I thinking?

The blond beauty wore a loose bathrobe, her lips were rosy pink, and her eyes were like an impenetrable blue ice lake.When I stepped on the long corridor, the floor creaked like it was unbearable, and it came to my ears that were close to each other.

"What is brother doing here?"

My fingers began to tremble unconsciously, and they dug into the edge of the tatami and refused to let go.He squatted down next to me, and when his fingers touched my cold body, it was like hot sparks splashing, as if it really brought this kind of pain, I curled up with a whimper.

"It's true that there is no one around here, but you have to put on your coat, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

His voice was sweet and soft, with a slightly rising ending, and he sighed helplessly: "Brother, I have said many times that your injury has not fully recovered, so you can't get out of bed. You have climbed so far, and your legs are uncomfortable. Are you uncomfortable?" ?”

I shook my head, was picked up by him, and went back to the house surrounded by green pictures.

He covered me with a quilt very carefully, sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my hair, and said softly: "It's cold in the mountains in autumn, brother, don't leave the room casually, tell me if you need anything."

I stared at him, and he touched his face: "What? Is there something on my face?"

"Good looking," I said, "You're beautiful."

He froze for a moment, showing an extremely beautiful smile, which seemed to be able to light up the whole room in an instant, and then quickly dimmed: "Brother, do you not remember again? I am your younger brother."

"Brother." I repeated, my mind was blank, but I tried my best to pretend to be normal, "I remember, I have a younger brother, and I live with him."

"Yes, it's me." He kissed my lips and said in a complimenting tone, "My name is Andre, I must remember this time."

Andre is my brother, and I try to remember that, as if trying to write something on slick, oily paper.The base of my tongue was a little numb from the intense kissing, and I thought to myself: But, can brothers kiss?

As soon as the kiss was over, I blushed and panted, and accidentally met Andre's complex eyes that were both sad and joyful.

My brother is so weird.

He looked at me for a while, and suddenly said: "I shouldn't have given you such a large dose. I was too impatient at the time. Brother, after all, it's your fault for always thinking of running away. This place is so far away from the city, and the phone is an internal line. You dial Any housekeeper can hear it."

Andre seemed to be talking to me, but I couldn't understand. I could only remember every word with difficulty: "I warned you several times, but you insisted on calling the police, how stupid. In the eyes of others, you are a fall It is a waste of police force to come here for patients who are unconscious after injury and talk nonsense all day long."

"I've never been so thankful, God made us brothers." He buried his face in the quilt on my chest and laughed, muffled laughter came, "They will never doubt me, never !"

The laughter dissipated in the air, and Andre raised his head expressionlessly, his eye circles were red, and the deep outline cast a shadow between his brows and eyes.He slowly raised the corners of his lips, like a seductive evil spirit lurking in a dark room, ready to take someone's life.

"Actually, I don't want to turn you into this, but it's too late to regret it." He asked the question like an insecure child, and I was shocked that I could diverge my thinking at this time, "Brother, will you blame me?" ?”

Now Andre looks like he's going to do something horrible.

The conflicting thoughts of running or waiting torn apart my body.I shivered a bit, and wanted to cover my head with the quilt, but he held my arm tightly, unable to move.

He is waiting for my answer.

"I...I am your brother." I said intermittently, "My brother must... treat my brother well. Take care of my brother."

Andre stared at me, and after a long, long time, he whimpered like a small animal, and approached me intimately to kiss my cheek: "Yes, brother, you are so kind to me, I have to reciprocate."

While talking, he lifted the quilt and got under the ground, not knowing what he was doing.

The loose trousers were pulled down, and I was shocked. I felt the waist and hips being held tightly by Andre, and the hot and humid touch wrapped around my lower body.

Almost at the same time, my voice was choked in my throat, and it took me a long time to spit it out along with crying.

Andre's tongue nimbly licked the erect penis, and the depth of his mouth was hot beyond imagination, triggering a frenzy of pleasure, forcing me to tighten my legs.The stiff leg muscles couldn't move. I kept the original posture and was torn apart by desire. I couldn't say anything, and my fingers clenched the pillow beside me.

The lower abdomen tightened a few times, and once I straightened my waist and tried to put the penis into his mouth, or twisted to meet him, my legs would immediately feel a crushing pain, which made me dare not move, and I had to let An Andre toyed.

He moved a little away, the hot air of his breath hit the slippery front end, and he swiped back and forth with the soft tip of his tongue like sucking a lollipop, bringing out a lot of slippery body fluid, and he held the root with his fingers and stroked it up and down.

The heels of my legs twitched, my genitals swelled and bounced, but my eyes could only see the ups and downs of the white quilt.

It didn't take long for me to orgasm, trembling all over, and my cock trembled a few times between his wet lips and came out.Andre suddenly took a deep throat at this time, the hot and greasy throat wrapped the whole penis, I didn't care about other things, I arched up reflexively and wanted to hide.

However, lying on the bed, there was nowhere to escape. He clasped my waist and sucked hard on the numb and sensitive front end after ejaculation. My face was full of tears, and the screams were choked away by sobs.

I had already had an orgasm once, and Andrei brutally forced me to climb the peak again, and my whole mind was confused with pleasure.

Several streams of liquid ejaculated from the lower body uncontrollably, the horse's eyes were sore and painful, and there was nothing in front of him.I opened my mouth unconsciously and stuck out the tip of my tongue. Tears flowed down my face, trembling and convulsing out of breath.

Andre lifted the quilt, his face flushed with difficulty breathing, and the corners of his eyebrows and lips were glistening with wet liquid.He smiled triumphantly at me, and acted like a spoiled child:

"Brother, you got squirted by my mouth."

He is very happy, brother is very happy.

The incomprehensible vortex dragged me into it again.I stared blankly at his face, imitating a smile, but my throat made a long weeping sound that was the same as that in the corridor, as if I was overwhelmed.

When did the memory suddenly recover, and why did it recover, these are irrelevant.

I just remember hearing the phrase "I'm thinner again" coming from my ear, and I didn't need to open my eyes to know that it was Andre who said it.

what happened?

Why does it appear here as soon as you close your eyes and open them?

The last thing I remember was Andre singing in my ear, pushing me into the dark underground garage, and the memory after that was like a glass dropped on the ground, completely shattered into countless powders.

When I was distracted, he lowered his eyelashes and inserted the needle into the blood vessel, pushing the transparent liquid in with an almost loving expression.

"What are you doing again?!"

I think he just gave me an injection not so long ago—maybe not "not long ago"—and woke up with another injection, which was too much for anyone.

My voice sounded unusually weak, and the angry questioning turned into a slightly sharp breath.After pulling out the needle, Andre quickly pressed the cotton swab. Hearing the sound, he cast a surprised look at me. His finger made a slight mistake, and a drop of blood fell on the off-white tatami.

bright red.

I looked at the red blood, which appeared like a discordant spot in a perfect room, and suddenly spread into a blood basin and rushed towards me, roaring some broken words.

Discord.

Not right.

Shouldn't.

"Brother...are you awake?"

Andre acted as if it was a surprise that I would wake up, and apparently surprise outweighed joy in his eyes.

"What's going on? What month is it today?" I shook my drowsy head and asked, "Didn't we just come out of the hospital?"

The arm is a lot thinner. It must have been a long time since the day I was taken away. I have forgotten everything during this period, which is not normal.

A few seconds later, Andre's tears fell as if he didn't want money, which confused me: "You have been in a coma for so many days, I thought, oh, I thought I killed you!"

I frowned and said a few words of comfort: "I'm still alive, don't cry, don't cry... What did you inject me with?"

"Nutrition injection." He said firmly, "otherwise, how will my brother survive?"

I looked around the room, and it was clearly the master bedroom I had seen in the mountain villa, and my doubts grew: "After I pass out, you won't send me to the hospital and let me live in your room?"

"If you go to the hospital, you will be taken away by them. I can no longer be separated from my brother. Besides, I have invited many doctors. They all say that you have psychological reasons, and there is no way to send you to the hospital. You have to wait and see."

His words are somewhat believable. I don’t doubt that I suffer from amnesia from time to time, but I always feel that something is wrong, and I can’t say it for a while.

"Forget it." I rubbed between my brows, feeling quite helpless in this unstable state, "Go out and let me rest."

Andre paused, and said in a low voice: "I have a gift I want to show my brother. I thought I would never have the chance to give it away, but my brother just woke up."

My heart warms slightly. Although this cheap little brother is headstrong, he is really cute sometimes.

I was a little impulsive towards him just now, and since he finally rescued me from the hospital, I shouldn't doubt it casually, so I couldn't help but smile and soften my voice: "What gift? We still have to make this kind of gift between us." form?"

Without saying a word, he slowly took off his coat and unbuttoned his jacket.

The muscular lines of Andre's upper body are beautiful and smooth. I have seen it many times, but this time I was so shocked by the scene in front of me that I was speechless for a long time.

The skin that was once fair and flawless, without even a single scar, was covered with blue and black patterns. The hideous ghosts with teeth and claws were entangled in layers from the waist and abdomen. The ghost tattoos on the back climbed over the shoulders and stretched out their claws, as if trying to get out of the skin. What to grab deeper.

And the only left chest that was not occupied by evil spirits had three words tattooed squarely——

Xu Junyan.