winter

Ling Nan was surrounded by a narrow space with both arms, the force was too strong, and the plainness of the statement hit his extremely fragile psychological defense today.

But he still didn't know how to speak, no matter how miserable his youth was, he never thought about using those bleak days in exchange for someone's sympathy.It was his scar, thinking that the scab would stop the past from intruding on his life.

But the facts proved that no matter how well the healing process was, it was still a hideous mark.

Ling Nan escaped in a limited space, a ray of orange light came out from the undrawn curtains, half of it hit Dong Sheng's supporting arm, and half hit the half of his face above the bridge of the nose, some flowers were not flowers and mist were not The beauty of fog.

Dong Sheng couldn't help giving birth to the desire to abuse.

On such a sex-filled morning, he didn't want to suppress the thoughts that came from deep within him.

"Snapped!"

The strong wind broke through the air and there seemed to be a sound of "咻", and it stunned Ling Nan who was forced to turn over and trapped in the quilt. This state lasted until the fourth palm fell.

He propped himself up on the bed with his knees, arched his back and got up backwards, twisting his buttocks and struggling to escape this punishment that is not suitable for adults.

Then he was slapped back again, accompanied by a gasping sound that suddenly became thicker.

The second struggle was aborted—the warm and heavy body completely restrained him, "What are you going crazy for? Huh?" The voice came from beside his ears, and the hot and humid breath made his scalp numb.

Dong Sheng admitted that he did it on purpose, panting out his voice with a low hoarse voice, relying on his natural voice advantage to suppress the resistance of an adult, he kissed from the earbone to the earlobe, leaving a string of wet marks, "Daddy In the morning, what's the trouble?"

He propped his elbows in front of Ling Nan's shoulders, and his knees rested on both sides of Ling Nan's thighs, a very possessive posture that was very ambiguous because of the series of lingering kisses.

Ling Nan was almost drowned by those tenderness, but there was a faint tingling pain from the broken hand. He knew that these were just whippings in his memory, but he still woke up suddenly.

Escaping is the body's instinct, but the moment the buttocks touched the hotness behind him, even the body was out of his control.He buried his flushed face in the still warm quilt, trembling so that the accusation seemed more like an invitation.

"……rogue."

The hem of the clothes brushed over the waist, and the rough cotton and linen cloth swept out a small piece of trembling skin, like an unintentional touch when it was still in the ambiguous stage, no one did it deliberately, but they all expected it.

Enclosing the person completely under his body, Dong Sheng, who was misunderstood, had no intention of explaining, and took off his strength as he made the mistake, and stuck to the person's skin thoroughly.

The touch of flesh and flesh is too close, but they have long been used to this distance that does not exist, "Tell me," the effect of a handful of cold water is only now exerted, and Ling Nan who calmed down did not try to struggle again, "What the hell is going on? gone?"

He is used to this person's tenderness and consideration, like the warmest womb with a safety belt, so he chose to answer, "...it's nothing, I'm having a nightmare." Maybe it's the uterus whose umbilical cord has been cut, making people suffocate in the disguised safe haven the abyss.

The concealment wasn't intentional, he just didn't know how to start it.It was a past that was not worthy of glory and bragging. It was not a past that could be lingered over and over again on the wine table. It was a humiliation and a brand. He covered it with faded scars, and he did not want to give anyone a chance to heal.

He is more afraid of separation than estrangement.

Ling Nan set aside a period of time for digestion, apparently for Dong Sheng, but when Dong Sheng's nose rubbed against the back of his neck, he realized how sore and numb his relaxed limbs were.

He began to respond, swallowing back the long sigh in the accidental kissing of his lips.

"lie."

Dong Sheng dismantled him in a harmonious atmosphere, using a lover's whispering tone, low and lingering, and gave him a sweet and greasy kiss when he left.

Ling Nan pursued subconsciously, but Dong Sheng didn't seem to want to listen to the explanation any more, he pulled out his trousers and put them on, dressing neatly during the time when Ling Nan struggled to let go.

From his angle, he could just see Dong Sheng's lean waist exposed when he raised his hand, and a little further away was the coat spread like mud in the bathroom.

He really couldn't think of a better adjective. Negative emotions occupied a large part of his brain for thinking. Those unfriendly words and sentences kept appearing and disappearing in his mind, showing the form of waves beating, leaving The traces that will fade will be conquered by the warriors who come back again, and they will go round and round tirelessly.

There was an inconspicuous dent beside him, Ling Nan raised his head, Dong Sheng leaned over and stroked his face with the outside of his index finger, telling him to put on his clothes to be careful not to catch a cold.The timing was just right, as if Dong Sheng had been waiting for him to look up.

Ling Nan didn't listen to him. In fact, he was not a well-behaved child in the eyes of his parents. He held the set of clothes in his arms, piled himself a backrest with a quilt, and hibernated in a squirrel posture. Trapped in a warm shackles.

"I haven't been home for the New Year for many years." Dong Sheng bent down to pick up his coat, leaving a little water stain after patting it.He hung his clothes in his arms, turned around and saw Ling Nan who was not tightly wrapped, swallowed his original doubts, and his intuition and habit made him a quiet listener at this moment.

"Every holiday, I get home earlier than you. Whether it's a holiday or a new year, I'm always earlier than you." His little friend sat on the bed and looked at him with his head tilted, the corners of his mouth raised in an insincere manner, and then he asked him a question ,"Do you know why?"

Dong Sheng licked his lips that were gradually drying up in the dry heating, and shook his head.

He was sent away by Ling Nan, and was greeted by Ling Nan again. Even when he came back, he was not surprised to see rows of clothes drying. The happiness in life made him lose the ability to think about details.

Maybe it's not completely without doubts, but he always uses the cold weather and wet weather to fill in Ling Nan's excuses full of mistakes.Ling Nan wanted to prevaricate, so he chose to believe it.

The education of his family and teachers allowed him to abandon aggressive arrogance, decorative patience and communicative gentleness. He is a much inferior gentleman, but he believes that wild animals can be domesticated, and even more that wild cats can become domestic cats.

He cast a long line, concealed the bait with a sincerity and tolerance that was far from abundant, and now finally a fish was willing to take the bait.

Excitement made him silent, he was looking forward to being a successful fisherman and keeping the long-coveted creature by his side.

"Because I've never left, I've always stayed at home." Ling Nan paused, trying his best to ignore the dead silence. He felt that nothing was irritating, but he still decided to lower his voice to make a fool of himself. Poor, "No matter which festival should be reunited, I have never had a reunion."