Stranger Bixiao

Shen Bixiao's salutes were very few, so few that there was nothing but himself, so he felt free with empty hands.

Looking at the distant town outside the window, he had so much longing here, and it disappeared in an instant.

God seemed to have sensed his sadness, there was a light drizzle in the sky, and the whole sky was overcast. Jiang He said that he was his destiny, but Jiang He was not his destiny.He ruined his life, ruined his future.Why does he like it and ask others to throw away their own lives to fit him?

Should he be grateful to Dade for being nice to him?

That's not what he wants, why should his ideas be imposed on him, he just wants to live a normal life now.Why do you have to crush even such a small wish.

There are so many gays in the world, why is he the straight guy?

Even though he was unwilling in every possible way in his heart, he still came back. Did Jiang He want him to carry a cane on his back like Lin Xiangru to plead guilty to him?

No, he never would, what was wrong with him?

Probably in Jiang He's heart, he would rather let the world bear him down than let the world bear him down. '

The person standing at the top of the pyramid is accustomed to being looked up by others, with an attitude of aloofness.Accustomed to giving orders and not allowing disobedience, in their eyes they will always be "everything is inferior, only the true one is high." '

He never hides the look of contempt in his eyes, his eyes are like a eyesight device, when he stares at you, it makes your hair stand on end.

He is like a peacock with its tail open, showing off in front of you triumphantly.

But this is him, the one Shen Bixiao has to face.

Shen Bixiao admitted that he was an asshole before, but compared with Jiang He, his bad habits can only be regarded as the tip of the iceberg.

Looking at the increasingly familiar scenery, Shen Bixiao only hoped that time would pass more slowly.

No matter how you avoid it, what should come will still come.

Shen Bixiao took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and it was a man he didn't know who opened the door for him.

"Where's Jiang He?"

The man replied respectfully with no expression on his face: "The young master is in the study."

Shen Bixiao went to the study room and opened the door lightly. It was very dark inside and he couldn't see anything. He tentatively called out: "Jiang He..."

"Crack..." The light was suddenly turned on.

The room was very empty, the previous bookcases and desks were gone, and the windows no longer existed. There was only one bed in the whole room. Shen Bixiao vaguely guessed Jiang He's intentions.

"Are you still satisfied? I prepared this specially for you. In order to see you, I came back overnight. I was afraid of missing your painful expression."

Jiang He said while walking in the room, the sound of his footsteps echoed in the room, which was indescribably strange.

"If you want to kill or inquire about it, it's up to you. Don't touch my parents." Shen Bixiao's veins stood out because of excitement.

Jiang He smiled contemptuously and waved his hands, "No, no, no, I don't want to hit you, let alone kill you. Let's change the rules of the game this time, I won't hit you, I won't touch you, you just need to reflect here .”

No matter what medicine he contained in the jar, Shen Bixiao was not interested in knowing.

Since he didn't beat him, then he had nothing to be afraid of. Shen Bixiao walked to the bed, lay down, and had no sleep last night, just in time to catch up on sleep.

Seeing Shen Bixiao like this, Jiang He had nothing to say.

I hope that the tune//teacher Jiang Shan introduced to him is useful.

After Jiang He left, Shen Bixiao felt that something was really different this time. Jiang He's departure took away the light, and the whole room was plunged into darkness for an instant. He couldn't see his fingers. Even his breathing echoed. Space is a little scary.

Do you think this is the way to defeat me?Let's wait and see Jiang He.

Shen Bixiao had to admire the survival ability of human beings, from falling every time they hit something at the beginning to walking freely in the house now.

Survival of the fittest.

Day and night, wind and rain, he didn't know anything, if he hadn't been brought three meals a day, he wouldn't even know how long he had been here.

Shen Bixiao recalled the wealth in Yu Hua's hands, isn't it very similar to him?He was deprived of everything that belonged to him, even his relatives, but he still chose to survive, but his suffering seemed insignificant in Fugui's body.

Eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat, like piglets approaching the end of the year, they will die sooner or later.

In the dream, Shen Bixiao returned to Sichuan. He dreamed that he was lying on the chaise longue on the balcony, the sun was shining on his face at will, and the warm sunlight was traveling through the air gaps.Comfortable, long.The fragrance of red sandalwood permeates the spring day, filling all the emptiness between heaven and earth. Under the sun, there is a slender dusty field, whispering innocence, filled with the lonely and elegant shadow that was once unfathomable.In the afternoon breeze, he pulled the white curtains and danced like an elegant dancer. He looked like a lady when he raised his hands and feet. The lilac planted by his mother floated past the tip of his nose, and the charming fragrance lingered on him. The tip of his nose refused to dissipate for a long time.

His mother whispered in his ear, as if complaining that he hadn't heard from him for a long time, her eyes were full of love, but Shen Bixiao couldn't hear her mother's voice, he only knew what her mother was talking about, The sun was just right, and he had no time to care about his mother's words. At this moment, he just wanted to sleep warmly under the sun.

I suddenly opened my eyes and saw such darkness, and realized in a trance that it was just a dream.

How long have you been here?one day?a week?Or a month?

The answer is certainly not important.

Shen Bixiao thought, even if he had a computer or a book now, he wouldn't panic. His daily pastime was just thinking hard with his eyes closed.

The boundless night was like the bloody maw of a gigantic beast, pounced on him with the intent of invading.He couldn't hide or run away, he could only watch helplessly as he was eaten bit by bit, his muscles and bones were broken.

Even if it was fear, Shen Bixiao's mentality did not change until Jiang He walked into the darkness.

I don't know whether it's morning or night, the room suddenly lights up, the light is too glaring, Shen Bixiao can only cover his eyes with his hands until he gets used to the brightness.

Jiang He lazily walked in with a few dishes. He smiled triumphantly, put the rice on the table, and said to Shen Bixiao who covered his eyes with his hands, "Come and eat."

Shen Bixiao carefully looked at Jiang He, is he going to let him out?

He slowly walked to the opposite side of Jiang He and sat down, looking straight at Jiang He, even though Jiang He had a thick face, he was also embarrassed by him.

Jiang He coughed a few times: "Come, eat."

Shen Bixiao held the chopsticks, his hands were trembling, he held his trembling right hand tightly with his left hand, "When can I go out?"

Jiang He raised his eyebrows, and replied unhurriedly: "Of course I will go out when I should go out."

Shen Bixiao took a few mouthfuls of food sullenly, "I want to go out."

Jiang He looked at the man with tears in his eyes, with a pitiful appearance and a hesitant expression, which made people feel distressed.

But the story of The Wolf Came clearly tells us that blind deception will only make people no longer believe in you.

Jiang He smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after you really reflect on yourself."

Isn't this clearly playing with yourself?Shen Bixiao raised the soup in front of him and splashed it on Jiang He's body, and looked at him provocatively, with an expression of what can you do with me.

Jiang He stood up unhurriedly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped it slowly.

"You should reflect on it again."

After saying that, he went out, and the people outside the door saw Jiang He coming out, and hurriedly brought out the food from the house.

It fell into darkness again.

Fuck you, asshole, asshole.

Shen Bixiao kicked hard at the wall in front of her, venting her anger?Is there still a king in the world?One day you will fall into Lao Tzu's hands.

Days passed day by day, and Jiang He never came again after that.

Shen Bixiao secretly hoped that Jiang He would visit him again, his heart was empty, he wanted to talk to someone, he didn't want to stay in a dark space.

But his self-esteem would not allow him to do so.

Shen Bixiao didn't know that everything about him was designed by Jiang He. Jiang He wanted to destroy his psychology and make him fear.People are greedy animals. When you are at a loss in the dark, someone brings you a candle at this time. When you are subdued by a wild beast and are about to enjoy you, he suddenly and kindly lets you go, and then You will be grateful to him.Psychologists call it Stockholm Syndrome.

Waking up in the middle of the night, Shen Bixiao's mind was blank, everything was terrifying, he just wanted to leave this place that frightened him, he cringed in fear, everything around him seemed to swallow him up, facing endless darkness.He was terrified. Because of his fear, his heart was pounding, as if a little rabbit was bouncing around in his heart, as if it was going to jump out of his chest.

He was terrified and sweated profusely, and the things around him seemed to have turned into devils, grinning grinningly, demanding their lives.

It was as if his feet were not land but an abyss.If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces.

It had been 3 months since Jiang He came for the second time. He walked in briskly. Shen Bixiao, who was sitting on the bed, immediately jumped off the bed when he saw Jiang He coming. He was barefoot. Walking in front of Jiang He, she looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Jiang He took Shen Bixiao's hand back to the bed, put him under the quilt, and sat beside him, touched Shen Bixiao's face with his hand, smiling all over his face: "Why are you so obedient today?"

Shen Bixiao's deep eyes blinked and blinked at Jiang He who was sitting upright, his eyelashes were like cattail fans, black and curled up, and when he closed and closed, Jiang He felt itchy in his heart.

It's not that Jiang He hasn't found someone else for so long. He is a vigorous man in his 20s. He never owes himself in this regard, but he still can't find that feeling. Maybe Shen Bixiao is God for him. A tailor-made person, otherwise how could there be such a pleasing person, so pleasing to the eye that only Shen Bixiao likes him, he likes them all.

Jiang He really wanted to kill him now, but reason told him that he couldn't, that he couldn't waste all his previous efforts.

"Can you chat with me? Jiang He." Shen Bixiao had a pleading look.

"of course."

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Shen Bixiao chatted with Jiang He a lot. From childhood to now, Shen Bixiao wished to share with him everything he could think of. It wasn't that Shen Bixiao liked to talk, but that he wanted to chat with people.He was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with people after being alone for too long.

After the chat, even though Shen Bixiao begged Jiang He to stay longer, Jiang He resolutely left.

Jiang He stood outside the door with his back pressed against the door.He actually let him stay. Does that mean that he is reluctant to leave by himself, so he is one step closer to success.

Different from the last time when Jiang He left, Shen Bixiao was very frenzied when he returned from light to darkness this time. When a person is vulnerable, fear will always be infinitely magnified, and there are monsters and ghosts lurking all around. Their eyes make Shen Bixiao Trembling, he hid himself under the covers.

What is pulling your own quilt?The choked sound of a child sobbing.Shen Bixiao's face was as pale as a corpse, even more frightening than a corpse.His broad forehead was twitching in pain, his eyebrows were twisted into a straight line, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were dodging indiscriminately. His originally rosy lips were now pale. His whole body was shaking with excitement, and the quilt on his body was shaking up and down with him. trembling.

What Shen Bixiao was thinking of at the moment was not his father or his mother, but Jiang He, whom he hated to the bone. He was yelling something, and after listening carefully, he realized that he was calling Jiang He's name. .

He hoped that the river would take him out of this boundless darkness, and he hoped that he would drive away the never-ending neighing.He even wanted to bury himself in Jiang He's broad arms and weep wantonly, expressing his helplessness.

But Jiang He didn't come, he saw it clearly in the surveillance, and heard Shen Bixiao's cries, but he couldn't, he had to hit Shen Bixiao's self-esteem and break his psychological defense, so that he could Will fall in love with him, to be precise, should be inseparable from him.

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