from the star

The outside world is changing.And in the black building where the truth is unknown, in the mottled and dilapidated dark red room, Shao Weiming climbed up Cheng Hebai's back like a snake, stretched out his arms to wrap around his neck, and whispered tightly against his ear: "Now you Just a choice. Show me with a woman, or just with me."

Ling Qingyuan was suffocated by Shao Weiming's oppression.He was stuck to the only exit to the outside world in the confined space, and this exit was still locked.How could he even give up the last struggle and willingly compromise with the crazy Shao Weiming.Crazy, they are all crazy.A lunatic who wants to tear people apart, a lunatic who has died once and cannot be vulgar.

"...If you abstain and choose not to, it will be me."

"Shao Weiming!"

Ling Qingyuan called his name, and felt Shao Weiming behind him grabbing his waist and trying to drag him to the bed.This is a windowless hut about twenty square meters.I don't know if the dark red walls are due to the aging of the paint, and the walls are mottled and warped.The ground floor is a solid wood floor with a good feeling on the feet. Perhaps due to neglect of cleaning, black dirt has accumulated between the stripes.There are four small spotlights at the four corners of the light ceiling in the house, which tacitly cast the beam of light on the only piece of furniture at the four corners.

It couldn't be more focused.Ling Qingyuan was terrified, and subconsciously imagined that maybe he pushed away the old red wall, so that there would be an object inside the secret door that he didn't expect, which would make his heart collapse. Shao Weiming could do it.Ling Qingyuan was dumb, he knew everything, so he put all his eggs in one basket, so he went crazy and wanted to destroy everything.

Shao Weiming originally grabbed his waist, but then slid to his trousers for a while. The person in his hand was clinging to the doorknob tightly. Shao Weiming changed his strategy with a chuckle, opened the buckle of his belt, and brute force pulled off his belt.

Ling Qing could hear his grinding teeth, breathing, and the strange hesitant sound that seemed to be a smile but not a smile from his throat and trachea.But the people behind him just didn't say a word, like prey looking for food, they went straight for the delicious food and didn't have time to distract themselves from speaking.

Ling Qingyuan was as stubborn as the posters. In order to make more effort, he knelt on the floor to prevent being pulled away by Shao Weiming.The ambiguous breath of the person behind him sprayed on his neck with undisguised eroticism.What frightened Ling Qingyuan was that he easily removed his belt with one hand, and he leaned on him, holding his shoulders, back, waist and legs like a rake, squeezing himself between his chest and the door wall the cracks.

Seeing that the person in front of him was completely suppressed between the gaps, Shao Weiming twisted the belt around his wrist in a figure-eight shape, interlocking the head and the tail, and pulled it as tight as it could with a stabbing sound, jamming his wrist The meat on it is tightly locked.The hands in the handcuffs were struck by the swift and violent attack, and they had to be separated from the doorknob.Shao Weiming took the opportunity to turn him over and let him fall to the floor.

"Shao Weiming...you're crazy!" Ling Qingyuan hit his head on the door, and fell into a squatting position. The next second, he felt his T-shirt being lifted up. I don't know if it's because the clothes are loose in size or his frame is not too big. , the T-shirt was easily ripped too far.

"... long ago... crazy." Shao Weiming grabbed his clothes with one hand, and raised his arms high with the other.When the clothes were lifted over the shoulders until they reached the crook of the arms, Shao Weiming pulled the excess fabric and made another knot.

The arms were tied in two sections like sausages. Shao Weiming was still not reconciled, so he hung his two upper arms above his head into the sickle-shaped doorknob, and the belt and chain were just placed on the metal-colored iron block.Shao Weiming pushed the knot made of his T-shirt up his forearm and piled it up to his wrist, restricting his freedom by going up and down through the doorknob and belt.

The two sat on the ground panting heavily, Shao Weiming smiled softly, watching Ling Qingyuan's body slid down a little, his entire back almost touching the ground, only his neck and head were awkwardly against the corner of the door.This tossing made him straighten the wrist hanging on the doorknob and the arm connected to the body, but it also made him almost fall to the ground.

The back and cervical vertebrae together with the head are too uncomfortable, not only hanging in the air with nowhere to exert force, but also being pinched by the wall and the ground at a [-]-perpendicular angle.With his hands raised above his head, he was being played with and subdued like a surrender, Ling Qingyuan didn't dare to open his eyes, and took a quick breath.The bare chest is running like a blower.

Shao Weiming dazedly touched his chest, wandered to his lower abdomen for a while, and reached the waist of his trousers again.Ling Qingyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly opened his eyes and tried his legs to turn over to avoid it, but even if he was bent like a hunchback, the area he could move was only the distance from the doorknob as the center of the circle and the length of his arm as the radius.

Ling Qingyuan lay on his side, with his weight on one shoulder.The head rests in the sharp angle between the arm and the wall.He had predicted Shao Weiming's actions, as if he had predicted that today would not be good... The uncontrollable tremors seemed to have left the restraint of the brain, trembling non-stop as if abandoning the city and surrendering.

"It's gone. Let me see who you are...."

Shao Weiming saw the person in front of him huddled up like a baby, looking past the part he deliberately blocked by his body, followed by hands as cold as ice and slippery as fish.His hand lingered on the perfect arc between the waist and hips of the person in front of him, lingering, and said softly as if he was breathing:

"You don't talk...don't talk...just listen to me.

"Where is that Cheng Hebai who has been in love with a woman for 24 years? Who are you who is in love with a certain man without hesitation? I was too stupid to think that you could seduce him, bring him down, and hold his softest flaws. I thought that with you, I could make his bones disappear, but who would have thought that the two of you are simply lovers and concubines, and there is a continuation of an unrivaled love in front of you."

"I was too stupid to make an unbelievable mistake. No, it's all because the facts themselves are too absurd. I took you in, raised you, praised you, valued you and made you, and tolerated you constantly challenging the limit of my endurance. I thought You are my man, you are my man after all, and in your opinion, I am a complete fucking idiot."

"I was played by you. It's wonderful to be played by you. I don't care if you are a human or a ghost. With me, you can get what you want, know, and see. You are absolutely ruthless." , It’s cheap enough, can pretend, but also innocent. I don’t know, you must watch me have fun. Clever is misunderstood by cleverness, kept in the dark like a dog being played by you. I don’t know who is asking whose debt I know. I only know that no one can touch a blade of grass on my head, and you will have to pay back if you offend me."

"You tell me who I'm going to fuck now. Who the fuck are you."

Ling Qingyuan seemed to give up resistance.He let his body be forced back by Shao Weiming, his brows were frowned, his eyes were closed, his lips were pale and his limbs were like puppets.He felt a hand as slippery as a loach covering him, and he flinched instinctively but held back.Ling Qingyuan concentrated all his attention and disguised himself as a clay statue without any perception, exuding coldness from the inside out.

Shao Weiming has been completely occupied by the destructive power called the death instinct.He was in a rage, shocked and furious, and he wanted to get back everything that was wasted, ridiculous, and deceptive from this person who closed his eyes... If this can calm his anger and fill the void that has been emptied, There are also various unknown panics, fears, doubts and even shocks leveled.

Shao Weiming reached out to explore him.The body became hotter under the rage.All he wants and wants is to ravage him thoroughly, crush him, create the most reasonable and unexplored suicide for him, let him die of orgy, death of intravenous injection, death in sleeping pills.

Can't let this guy live any longer.

Ling Qingyuan seemed to have been silent for a century, he opened his eyes just before the bell rang.The black eyeballs and the white eyeballs seem to be pebbles that have just been washed out of the stream, clear and without any other color.

"Weiming...it's me. I don't like you, and I don't hate you. Don't force me to hate you."

He has no lust, no desire, no thoughts, and even suppresses all heartbeats in a desperate way, so that all body movements are close to zero, but he said coldly and flatly: "You want to talk to someone from Dead man crawling out of the ground having sex and then letting him die a second time."

Unexpectedly, Shao Weiming looked into his eyes, wanting to feel it with his lips, to see if it was a pool of clear water.Getting a little closer, he stopped abruptly. If this was a stream, what would his reflection look like.

Ling Qingyuan looked at Shao Weiming motionlessly, even though he was restrained in embarrassment, even though his body was still held by him, detached and empty, it was only Cheng Hebai's body.Ling Qingyuan thought, everyone who really recognized him after his death, what these people saw.Facing the mirror, it is the hostile reflection of what they miss, love or fear.

What Tan Yue saw was the appearance of the person he loved, missed, and engraved in his heart for a lifetime.

What Lao Mu saw was his old classmate, old buddy, and the appearance of a close friend who had a tacit understanding in every move.

Ling Yuandao judges others with his own heart, and what he sees is the appearance of his jealous and contemptuous elder brother.

Shao Weiming... is entangled in desire, control, exploitation and revenge.He is full of light and shadow, full of contradictions and difficult to distinguish right from wrong.But he is also human, and there will be one in a million indecision and lingering.

"Weiming, I'm already dead. After I die, my ghost wanders into the underworld. It is said that dead ghosts know what happened before they were alive, but I'm stupid and don't know it. The judge sees that I didn't understand and died in vain, so let me go for a while. Suffering, see clearly the hatred in oneself and reincarnate again.

Ling Qingyuan spoke lightly as if telling a story, and looked at Shao Weiming detachedly.For this sinister and wanton person, all his desire-fire-rage is locked in the cage.He always thinks that he has grasped the weakness of others, but he doesn't know where his thin string hangs.

"I came back, met some people and things, and met my lover. Then, I never want to be reincarnated. I don't want to see clearly the hatred and reincarnation and leave this world."

"Weiming, I don't like you, and I don't hate you. Don't make me hate you, don't let me leave... the world."

What does this ghost mean when he said he wants to stay in this world.Shao Weiming couldn't understand what he was doing, he couldn't understand what he was doing, his mouth was dry and his mind was messed up: "Didn't you come..."

"Thinking about it, in fact, compared to being killed, the fact of losing my life makes me more painful. Compared to knowing hatred and revenge, I hope to exist. If I hate, I will leave."

Shao Weiming opened his mouth, but did not utter a single syllable.Want to kill him, want to possess him, because he has played tricks on, concealed and even used himself back, and also watched his own jokes.No one in this world is qualified to treat Shao Weiming like this.

Who is he... The dead ghost thrown into the reservoir by his uncle, the resentful soul whose father spread rumors to cover up the cause of death.

It shouldn't be like this.This does not fit his causal logic.If the dead ghost has no hatred, then what is the outlet for all his anger and desire to vent?A ball of cotton blocked his throat, and he couldn't move up or down.With a full punch, he should have hit the sandbag heavily, but he lost his strength and fell into the soft mud.

Shao Weiming stared blankly at the young man who was a ghost behind a ghost before his death, and stared blankly at his face.He wants to kiss him but is afraid to kiss him, wants to gaze into his eyes but is afraid to see himself, wants to possess him but is afraid to be one with him physically and mentally.He is a mirror, not dirty yet, so clean that one cannot bear to touch it.

Shao Weiming heard him calling his name all the time, softly like the summer evening wind, with the incense of wild roses.It can't be said to be provocative, but it seems to be plucking the strings of a lyre.

Shao Weiming didn't know how to condense his chaotic thoughts into words, and he didn't know how to analyze the obscure and indecipherable emotions here and there. In the end, he vented hoarsely, like a victim of drought and thirst: "I want you...I want you...

"give me."

"If you insist on having sex with me, all you will be left with is a corpse. If you are willing to have sex with a corpse."

That's all for now.Ling Qingyuan closed his eyes again.The coldness of the floor and walls is still invading the body, and the only restless warm-blooded animal nearby is treating him as something in his pocket.Ling Qingyuan didn't count the seconds, didn't think about it at all, either he was wedged into him or he was torn apart, rolled a circle, and existed for an extra age.

Time passed silently, Ling Qingyuan heard the sound of Xingxisuo, and Shao Weiming's perfume mixed with sexual desire, rottenness, and obscenity.He felt that his hanging wrist was taken off, his whole body was flattened to the ground, his hands were over his head, and his legs were properly placed by him.The man pressed against his body, the linen shirt rubbed against his bare chest, and he felt a heat that couldn't be ignored in his lower abdomen.

All the weights that can deal with him have been exhausted.Ling Qingyuan bandaged Miss's heart so that it would not run around.He thought about drowning, thought about being in a pool of blood, and felt that there was nothing he couldn't survive.

Shao Weiming bit the neck and shoulder blades of the person below him, exhausting all his force to see the bones.He grinned muffledly while biting, until the lukewarm liquid entered his mouth, and his mouth was bloody.

"I, Shao Weiming, am actually obsessed with a corpse... I want to have sex with a dead person..."

"I, Shao Weiming, am actually...obsessed with a corpse...and want to be with a...dead person..."

Ling Qingyuan wondered what kind of madness he was going into, and was about to open his eyes to look at him, but the person above covered his eyes as if feeling something, and with the other hand, he untied his knotted T-shirt, pulled off the hood over his head, and went up and down. Tie it up and seal the sackcloth bag again.Shao Weiming got up, turned him on his back in a manic manner, and stroked his back in every possible way in a daze, inseparable and inseparable.

Ling Qingyuan suffered another shoulder pain, thinking that the lunatic bit him.Shao Weiming's mouth was full of blood.The blood of the person who claimed to be a corpse under him was actually hot.Shao Weiming struggled to get him, and was afraid that what the ghost said would come true—once he felt hatred in his heart, the ghost would leave his body and turn into a cold, rotten body again.If so, it is not too good.

That dog has really sharp teeth.Ling Qingyuan's eyes were gray, and he couldn't see in the cloth bag made of T-shirts, and it was difficult to breathe, and his heart was torn from the outside to the inside.The pain of the dog's bite became more and more distant, and after a while, the small strokes that brushed the spine disappeared.

Ling Qingyuan lost his strength after being highly nervous, and was blinded in a cloth bag from lack of oxygen, and passed out out of his wits.In the final chaos of consciousness, he heard what could be said to be violent door knocking and man's footsteps with his senses that were almost detached from his body.

Shao Weiming raised his head like a wolf with his head buried in his prey, squinting his almond-shaped eyes and saw the rumble of the wooden door.According to the principle of the forest, a tempting hunt will always attract more than one wild beast to follow.

"...Tan Yue."

The locked door was opened from the outside.Accompanied by a loud bang, Shao Weiming straightened up abruptly, and slowly wiped away the blood from his lips.Looking indifferently at the man who was called a god by the majority of netizens, he appeared at the door with the anger of a scorching summer sun.

Shao Weiming thought there would be a fierce battle, and even accumulated strength, determined to tear the furious people apart.But the man's next behavior was calmer than he expected.

In slow motion, Tan Yue glanced at Shao Weiming.In just one glance, his eyes seemed to have a trail of shadows, pressing on another erect and arrogant man like a thousand pounds.In the next second, Tan Yue bent down and knelt on the ground, wrapped his arms around Ling Qingyuan's body, helped him remove the restraints on his hands, pulled off the T-shirt covering his head, and hugged him in his arms.

Tan Yue suppressed the boiling flames and picked him up. He supported Ling Qingyuan's knees with one hand, and put his other arm around his neck.Tan Yue let Ling Qingyuan rest on his chest, and pressed the side of his face so that he was close to him. He could only hear his heartbeat without any noise.

"Shao Weiming, I will never do anything ugly in front of the person I love the most." With his back to the door, Tan Yue looked condescendingly at the man with a cold expression and wrinkled clothes a few steps away, also a man, He smelled his unsatisfied beastly libido, the turbulent madness of passion beneath his perverted shell.

"Although I wish I could tear you to pieces."

Tan Yue collected all his emotions and suppressed them in his hottest heart.He was neither happy nor angry, without any ups and downs, for fear of disturbing the person in his arms: "But Shao Weiming, you are done. The ugliness and sins of your family should be exposed under the sun... Hongxin, fell down." .”

At first, Shao Weiming just shook his head lightly and smiled softly, then he shook his body more violently, raised his head and laughed wildly.His voice was like a snake imprisoned in a secret room, hitting the fragile and mottled wall, turning back and circling.

The lingering screams scratched the eardrums, but Tan Yue stood still without giving way.He covered Ling Qingyuan's ears, letting him only listen to his own heartbeat.He kissed Ling Qingyuan's forehead, purifying his roiling rage, and returning his mind to unity.

"Time and time again, you are courageous, you are patient enough. You don't punch me. You should punch me. You know, I touched him every inch, and he was easy to touch. I also bit him, and he Very fragrant. He said he was a corpse, a hot corpse. Tan Yue, are you in a human corpse?"

"Don't bother to provoke me to drag me into the water. Don't bother to persuade me to beat you to destroy me. I have no intention of sharing the front page of your family."

Demented rage and blinded revenge are debilitating and ugly.Tan Yue hugged the person in his arms tightly, suppressed resentment, and spoke in a flat tone, throwing gold and stones with the meaning of ashes returning to ashes: "Out of this door, there will be someone who specializes in eating this meal and punches me. In front of him, why should I get my hands dirty? Why should I... be as knowledgeable as the end of the day."

Shao Weiming accepted his nervous smile, and forced himself to be calm and said: "Tan Yue, I really hope this funny contest is not over yet. It's a pity that I didn't know who he is. Only then did I understand why you are like this..."

"I'm sorry, it's the end. He's not anyone, but mine." Tan Yue jumped violently for him with a heart hanging, and no longer wanted to endure his anger and pretend to be calm, and had a worthless conversation with Shao Weiming, he turned his head Holding Ling Qingyuan and leaving:

"Out of good intentions, I would like to remind you: If you have time to read the news, it may help you quickly understand and adapt to the current situation. I wish you a smooth life in the 'new environment' in advance."