The entertainment circle

Ke Zhuo said that Jiang Yichen was probably crazy.Shen Siheng's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the thin figure in the ward.I suddenly remembered that Jiang Yichen was like this when he first arrived in the United States. He was silent all day long, and rarely smiled. Sobbing.

At that time, Shen Siheng didn't understand why Jiang Yichen looked so sad, as if even the collapse of the earth could not shake him.Now he finally understands that Jiang Yichen without Yi Junran is like a fish out of water, it is impossible to survive no matter what.What he can't compare to Yi Junran is not only the blank five years, Yi Junran can choose to change his life without hesitation at the critical moment of life and death, if it were him, I'm afraid he would still be hesitant.

The deadly coldness in the hospital corridor in the dead of night, Ke Zhuo and Chu Muze, who took turns keeping watch outside, couldn't bear the impact of exhaustion, and planned to go home for a while and come back the next day.A dim desk lamp was lit in the dim intensive care room. The pale light shone on Jiang Yichen's thin cheeks, reflecting his slightly sunken and slightly tired eyes. .

Today the nurse removed the layers of gauze wrapped in Yi Junran's hands. The hands that were originally white as jade are now left with ugly and hideous scars, and the dried blood from the earthquake site still remains in the round nails.Jiang Yichen held Yi Junran's hand, and kissed each fingertip reverently.

The ethereal voice echoed in the silent ward, appearing strange and frightening.

"Junran, the doctor told me today that you may never wake up. I was very angry and kicked him out while scolding him. How could he say that you won't wake up."

"You are just angry with me, angry that I refused to forgive you at the critical moment of life and death, angry that I have tortured you day and night for five years, and angry that I have always tossed you non-stop. So this time you lost your temper with me, so you can't forgive me." I don't want to wake up."

"It's okay, I will wait for you, when you are not angry with me, I will tell you how much I miss you these five years, and I will tell you how much I love you."

"I lied to you when I said I hated you. In fact, I was jealous. I was jealous that Chu Muze could be with you for seven years. I was jealous that you gave another person seven years of tenderness. I was jealous why you didn't meet me. .Am I bad? I also feel bad about myself.”

"But I can't help it, I love you more than anyone else, why can't you love me. I like you so much, I like you so much that my heart hurts to death and I want to stay by your side. You are so good, So gentle, I am reluctant to give you up to others."

"Jun Ran, you said you would be nice to me, you said you would be nice to me. But now you are not nice to me at all, you torture me every day, make me sad every day, and make me hurt so badly every day. "

"Yi Junran, how can you make me so sad by myself?"

Jiang Yichen stared at Yi Junran's sleeping face for a long time, his brown eyes shone with tiny gleams, he bent down slightly, and kissed the chapped corners of the man's chapped lips with his pale thin lips.

"Jun Ran, let's do it, shall we?"

A long-lost smile appeared on Jiang Yichen's face, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his white and nimble fingers began to methodically unbutton the shirt one by one.The skinny body exposed to the air makes people feel heart-piercing at a glance.

In the quiet ward, two figures overlapped on the bed, moving and still.Jiang Yichen stretched out the tip of his pink tongue to trace Yi Junran's beautiful lips, and skillfully manipulated Yi Junran's silent avatar with his bony palms.Gradually, the originally unresponsive thing in his hand swelled up little by little, and Jiang Yichen could even feel the slight pulsation of the meridians on the huge thing.

Yi Junran has feelings, at least not as unconscious as the doctor said.Jiang Yichen left the thin lips that had been kissed so glistening, and untied Yi Junran's dark blue hospital gown, exposing his fair and fit body in the cool air.He straddled the man's lap, and slid kisses along his neck all the way to the hot erection.The cold lips carefully kissed the thick fleshy roots, even the two pouches were not spared, the red lips were slightly opened, the thick round glans was sucked into the hot mouth, and the tip of the tongue was struggling to tease the tip that was dripping with liquid .

A ferocious monster entered and exited between Jiang Yichen's bright red lips, the sore and swollen glans was compressed by the damp and hot throat, and lewd liquid continuously flowed out from the corners of his lips.The hot thing in his mouth continued to swell, making Jiang Yichen's mouth slightly acidic, and his brown eyes glowed with warmth. This was the first time he did such a thing for Yi Junran, and it was so distressing without any experience.

The hard and hot object slid out of the hot and humid mouth, Jiang Yichen gasped slightly, and took off the pants under his body awkwardly.His fingers tentatively poked at the tightly closed acupuncture points, so dry that even his fingertips couldn't blend in, and there was nothing lubricating in the ward.

Jiang Yichen's heart skipped a beat, and he sat down on the unlubricated acupoint with the help of the hot thing coiled with blue veins.There was a heart-piercing pain from the acupuncture point, the fierce meat blade tore the delicate chrysanthemum point, blood gushed out, Jiang Yichen's slightly pointed face wrinkled into a ball in an instant, and the blood faded away.

Jiang Yichen clenched his teeth tightly, the place of intercourse was burning hotly, the dull pain ran from the tail end along the spine to the tight scalp, and the muscles of the whole body tensed up in an instant like a pinched clockwork, this kind of pain almost made him feel sick. He passed out.

There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth, Jiang Yichen supported Yi Junran's firm abdomen with his hands, and the tears from his eyes fell drop by drop on Yi Junran's naked chest.The torn acupuncture point was horrible, but Jiang Yichen didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. Enduring the severe pain, he slowly lowered his waist until the thick fleshy stem was completely submerged.

The snow-white bed sheet was stained with bright blood red, Jiang Yichen didn't know where the strength came from, and regardless of the severe pain spreading in his limbs, he trembled and swayed his waist up and down. Every time he hit the root, the black pubic hair at the bottom of the penis was dyed Got bloody.The blood from the intercourse became the best lubricant, Jiang Yichen smiled slightly, and couldn't help stroking the man's handsome face with both hands, "Jun Ran, I hurt so much... Open your eyes and see if I'm okay." good?"

Jiang Yichen felt that he was going crazy, he shamelessly forced Yi Junran into his body like a promiscuous prostitute, seeking the warmth that was about to collapse.All kinds of things about Yi Junran kept ringing in my mind: the way that person was distraught when he was hurt by him, the way that person was cautious and groveling to curry favor with him, the way that person made him happy when he was sad, the way that person made him feel happy in the dead of night. The way he hugged him to sleep, the bits and pieces of memories were like a poison that constantly gnawed at his heart and lungs, making him miserable.

Yi Junran, who was sleeping, seemed to be suffering in a raging fire. The desperate cries in his ears made him so painful that he couldn't breathe. Someone kept calling his name, but he couldn't see the person's face clearly. .

"Jun Ran, I'm in so much pain..."

"Jun Ran, how could you make me so sad? 』

"Jun Ran, help me..."

"Jun Ran, wake up... Please, look at me..."

Severe pain spread all over his limbs, the pain was really unbearable, as if someone took a blunt knife that had rusted for a long time, cutting every bit of his flesh and blood one by one.His throat seemed to be blocked by a boulder, and he couldn't express the pain he had suffered, and his stiff body couldn't even move an inch.

Don't cry, don't cry anymore.In my memory, there seems to be a person who cried to him heartbrokenly, accusing him of being cruel and heartless, and then turned around, and a truck sped up, and his thin body was lying in a pool of blood in a blink of an eye.

The blood dripping all over the ground hurt his heart, he cried and sent the man to the hospital, but the man refused to give him even a single glance after he woke up, the hatred that penetrated the marrow burst out in those brown eyes.He couldn't bear to let him go, he begged the man not to leave in embarrassment, he begged him to give him another chance, but he only got a heartless figure in exchange.

He said to be nice to that person.Be nice to him.Don't hurt him anymore, don't let that person cry anymore, hold that person on top of your heart.There is such a person, when he laughs, you will hurt, when he cries, you will hurt.

Even if the sky falls and the earth falls, he can't forget the person, that is the person he will desperately protect at the moment of life and death, and it is the only sleeping medicine in his life.

The pain accumulated in his heart, as if something was about to burst out.

The scalding turbid liquid mixed with fresh blood flowed into the fragile body, and the dense pain burst intermittently in the depths.Jiang Yichen broke down and wailed loudly, as if venting the grievance and despair that he had been unable to vent for many days, why was he the only one sober?

Jiang Yichen, who was lying on Yi Junran's body and buried his head in tears, suddenly felt that someone was gently touching his arm. He suppressed the turbulent excitement in his heart, and slowly raised his head for fear of being in despair again.

Yi Junran's ink-like eyes were slightly narrowed, his slender eyelashes blocked his passing glances, the corners of his chapped lips struggled to smile, and a broken voice came out of his hoarse voice, "Don't... cry."

Jiang Yichen stretched out his trembling hands in disbelief, as if the two had been separated for a century, his trembling fingertips lightly touched the eyes that were too dark but as light as ink.

This is real.

Yi Junran was looking at him.

The author has something to say: damn it. . . .This chapter took two hours to write. . .Wo is also drunk for himself. . . .