filled

Looking at the posture, the eyes are overflowing with anticipation and affection.

The heavy feelings are all condensed in a pair of black eyes, like a dark and dull meteorite falling from the distant and deep sky, peeling off the thick shell, inside is an extremely pure and shining diamond heart.

Speak no more, like a pilgrim to the glory of the temple in the heart.

If you want to abandon the belief in life, if you want to sacrifice the light of the soul, if you want to close the pointed armor and bone spurs before the devil falling into the gate of hell, the cute and crazy eyes are praying for a pair of shackles that can wash away sins.

He begs you to put it on him, this little endless Möbius ring, this eternal and infinite waiting and return.

Wearing it is punishment, and it is the imprisonment of the whole body.

Wearing it is a promise, it is looking up, and the holy gods bestow glory.

The white fingers are the drooping wings, and the bright face is the medal awarded.

Thinking, drooping eyes, softening in the struggle, choosing in silence.

His angel made the choice.

Yan Zheng held the wrist that was about to pull away, kissed lightly on the inside, and thought sweetly: I am his man now.

After this thought, colorful fireworks exploded from the tip of his heart. The bright colors burned his vision when he looked up, and the hot temperature burned his long-empty soul.

"I'm an important person to my brother, right?"

"Brother likes me, right?"

He bullied himself forward, turned over and pressed on Shi Fangman's back, insisting on asking over and over again.

When you have to ask for a full answer.

The slender fingers kissed the smooth and pale back, and between the two slightly raised butterfly bones was a snake-like long bone located in the depression between the back muscles.

In the middle of the pale picture scroll, from the back of the neck covered by black hair, hard joints undulate.The snake bones passed over the shallow concave waist sockets on both sides, and the rattle stayed between the plump buttock mounds.

The ancient ancestors discarded the useless tail, and left a shrunken tailbone deep in the body, but why did the waste that was completely discarded still tremble and tremble silently under the touch of fingers?

The soft fingertips squeezed the hard joints, and that joint wept immediately as if injured, and pink peach blossoms bloomed on the pale skin.

Caressing the particularly sensitive tailbone due to seldom touching, leaning over like an animal, gently rubbing his furry head against his butterfly bone, serving and worshiping with his lips and tongue.

Indulging in the slender and sharp beauty above the bones, let alone the warmth that comes slowly from the soft and delicate skin.

The love is lingering and the sun is warm and the jade is fragrant. He is immersed in it, lying on a jade couch, with a little black and soft hair around, softly asked: "Do you like me?"

"Like it?"

"elder brother……"

He paused slightly, innocent as a child, smiling but timidly.

"Do you like me?"

"Do you...do you like me a little bit?"

Shi Fangman let go of the hand that was clenched tightly on the bed sheet, and listened to his weeping slightly in a daze.

The body that weighs heavily on him is like a child when he cries, with a muffled nasal sound, aggrieved and helpless, yet fragile at the touch of a button.

"Meow..."

Milk Tea jumped onto the bed, laying curiously beside her hand.

It still didn't know what happened, and stared blankly at its master, sticking out its wet and rough tongue, and lightly licked its master's trembling fingertips.

In the gray-blue cat's eyes, which were as clear as glass beads, there was an even brighter and more eye-catching blazing white halo.

Shi Fang turned his wrist unconsciously, and between his ring fingers, an eternal Mobius ring was facing him.

The vintage frosted ring section and the ring section inlaid with pure small diamonds are intertwined with each other. A perfect surface and a perfect boundary are locked at the root of the finger.

Rings are heavier shackles than wrist and ankle chains.

It only locks one finger, but the fingers connect to the heart, it locks a heart.

The key is in the other person's heart.

He raised the hand that was in shackles, and in an extremely unaccustomed and uncomfortable posture, he patted the furry head bent down from behind gently.

His fingertips were still trembling.

"What are you crazy about?"

His throat was blocked, and he spat out with difficulty, asking helplessly.

"Like a...fool."

It's so pampering again.

21:14:22

Cut off

Yan Zheng raised his hand, quickly grabbed his palm and covered it, wrapping it tightly.

The fingers passed through the gap between the fingers, the two Mobius rings overlapped, the fingers were interlocked, and they were lifted up and placed on the lips.

The warm air blows past, the back of the hand rubs against the lips, and a trembling and slightly wet kiss falls on the cold ring surface.

"Brother admitted that he likes me, right?"

Yan Zheng kissed the protruding butterfly bone on his back, his sharp teeth stuck to the thin layer of skin on the spine, ran down to the tailbone, and then moved up, biting on the waist sockets on both sides, the bite was bloody and transparent His saliva mixed with the crimson blood, containing a puddle of ambiguous and gorgeous pink in the depression.

He turned Shi Fangman over, his crazy and gentle eyes didn't shift a bit, didn't tremble a bit, and stared at this person firmly without blinking.

A moment, a moment, a lifetime.

This glance is from that summer, the sweaty back, the crying teenager, a little help, and a thoughtful look.

The boy raised his face and stared straight at Shi Fangman, showing a shy and kind smile.

And then when he is dying, closing his eyes, his life is over.

In the long life since that first glance, he will do whatever it takes to embrace that person completely.

Holding Shi Fangman in his arms, he washed himself in the bathtub, washed the bloodstains on his body with warm water, raised his eyes to look at people apologetically and innocently, then shrugged his head, pretending to be obedient.

The two wounds on the waist were the deepest, and the red blood flowed into the bathtub along the water, leaving a light pink on the porcelain white wall. Yan Zheng stared at the splashes in the water, and said suddenly.

"My mother said..."

The blood from the wound falls into the water, it does not stick to dust, it comes clean, and it goes away clean.

He closed his mouth and swallowed the rest of the sentence.

Nothing more.

After taking a quiet bath, Fang Man went to sleep with Shi Fangman in his arms.

In the half-dream and half-awake state, Shi Fangman seemed to see him opening his eyes, looking at him intently, and saw his lips move, and said a few more words.

It's just too light, no one can hear it except Yan Zheng.

The milk tea shook her ears, and her voice was snoring.

After waking up, Yan Zheng was as usual, the strange mood and performance last night seemed to have disappeared with the night.

After they finished their meal, Yan Zheng bid farewell as usual. Shi Fangman dragged his chains and faced the yellow-brown clock at the end of the passage, watching the door close as heavily as before.

Milk Tea squatted at his feet, entertaining herself by swinging the plush toy.

And he was still knocking on the floor to make a sound, making movements mechanically, eager to get out, but had no expectations for it.

I have been disappointed countless times, maybe this is simply a waste of effort.It's just that if he doesn't even do this, he will only be more at a loss.

The strange thing is that the hour hand has already pointed to eight o'clock, and Yan Zheng has not come yet.

This is a phenomenon that has never happened in the past month. Even if he has something to do, Yan Zheng will come first before leaving.

The food was plentiful, but Shi Fangman faintly began to panic.

The hour hand turned around again, pointing to eight o'clock again.

This is the second day.

Then came the third day.

At eight o'clock again on the third day, with a harsh noise of "clicking", the closed door opened.

The girl's tense little face appeared behind the door, with a tense look on her short round face. Amidst the harsh mechanical sound, at a distance not far away, her wide-open eyes collided with Shi Fang's surprised eyes. Together.

Shi Fangman didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes, but Wen Bai's pale face was dripping with crystal tears, sliding down his cheeks and corners of his lips.

She took a deep breath and said, sobbing, "So you are really..."

The locksmith who followed entered the door, squatted down, took out many strange equipment from the huge tool box, and gestured back and forth for research.

Shi Fangman sat obediently, not daring to move.

Wen Bai was sitting opposite, with milk tea lying on her lap, squinting and sleeping, she slightly raised her head to look at the man in front of her.

Slender, with delicate features, soft black hair, and light-colored lips.The pair of pupils hidden behind the silver-framed glasses were originally a gentle brown, smooth and without any trace of hostility, and they are still the same now, with the trembling eyelashes, the gaze they cast over them is clean, pure and comforting. strength.

The man looks almost the same as in the impression, the only difference is that he has been staying indoors without sunlight, his already fair skin is lighter than before, and the blue blood vessels are clearly visible under the thin skin.

Wen Bai suddenly felt distressed, holding his hand also felt cold.

Shi Fangman subconsciously hid the ring on his left hand, and when he turned his wrist, the chain touched the edge of the bed, and there was a clear and crisp sound of "Lingling" in the room.

Wen Bai pursed his lips, his gaze fell straight down, fixed on the iron object with a strong presence on the man's wrist.

The three to four centimeters wide iron chain was tightly attached to the skin, cold and hard.

Locking up people as if they were their own objects, such an extreme and crazy approach, others would suffocate their chests at a glance, and could not speak in shock, Wen Bai looked at Shi Fangman's face with trembling lips, wanting to say something Empty, wanting to ask something is too cruel.

Shi Fangman looked at her gently.

"How did you find this place?"

Wen Bai wiped away his tears, and waited for a while to calm down before opening his mouth.

"Chang Ling told me that he had an agreement with you, but when the time came,