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Unknown birds in the forest made horrifying hoarse calls, and the moonlight was obscured by strange-shaped branches. In the dark woods and bound hands, Jiang Qi felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

His voice trembled slightly: "Mingzheng, why are you crazy?"

Mingzheng's face was against the light, hidden in the dark, his dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water in an ancient well, he pressed against Jiang Qi's lips and said, "Are you afraid?"

Jiang Qi's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he didn't speak, but his breathing became more rapid.

Few people know that Jiang Qi is afraid of the dark.

When I was young, my parents had no time to look after him when they went out to work. They were afraid that he would run away, so they often locked him in the house when they were out. When he was a little older, Jiang Qi would move a small stool and stand on it to watch the scenery outside the window. In a very dilapidated residential building, there are no guardrails on the windows, and my parents bought a chain to tie it up after they found out.

Jiang Qi would cry and fuss at first, but so what?Jiang's father and Jiang's mother worked hard to make a living. For them, raising a child is to feed them, as long as they don't starve to death, and beat them when they cry until they are obedient.

It wasn't until Jiang Qi reached the age of school that he gradually came out, but the fear of darkness and bondage was deeply rooted in his heart, becoming an indelible nightmare.

Thick clouds drifted past to block the moonlight, and the earth suddenly lost its moonlight, only the faint light of street lamps flickering in the distance.

Jiang Qi's pupils became dizzy for an instant, as if caught in some memory, Junxiu's face turned pale, his eyelashes trembled slightly, until the clouds parted and the moonlight leaked out again.

Ming Zheng looked at him quietly, his eyes a little fascinated, and he reached out to caress Jiang Qi's fair face.

"Qiqi." Mingzheng squinted his eyes, and with a cruel smile on his lips, he whispered in Jiangqi's ear like a poisonous snake, "You look so scared, so beautiful."

Jiang Qi stared at him: "Then you are really a pervert."

Mingzheng smiled, hugging his waist and sticking to himself, "Are you still afraid of this?"

The scorching body temperature enveloped Jiang Qi, Jiang Qi's trembling eased a little, and he said softly: "Let me go."

Mingzheng hugged him even tighter, and the two of them were close to each other almost tightly. He said with a smirk, "That's fine."

"?" Jiang Qizheng wondered why he was so easy to talk all of a sudden.

"Give me a lick and let you go, how about it?" Ming Zheng said, pushing forward like a hooligan.

Jiang Qijun's face froze for an instant, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next second, Mingzheng let out a cry of pain, and fell to his knees clutching his crotch.

Jiang Qi withdrew his foot and said with a sneer, "You are dreaming!"

"Jiang, Qi! I drafted the master!!!"

Mingzheng looked pained, and yelled through gritted teeth. He was in so much pain that he could no longer speak a word, cold sweat rolled down, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

As a man, Jiang Qi naturally knows how painful it is to be hit hard, especially the force he slams is not light. Seeing Mingzheng's handsome face distorted in pain, let alone how happy he was, he laughed cheerfully .

"Hahahahaha..."

After Mingzheng recovered, he said angrily, "You fucking laugh again!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Mingzheng almost couldn't lift his breath, stood up tremblingly, and stared at Jiang Qi: "Believe it or not, I tied you here and left by myself?"

Jiang Qi's smile stopped instantly, and he stared straight at him.

What he regrets the most is letting Ming Zheng know that he is afraid of the dark.

It was the third year of high school at that time, and the school required everyone to live in a dormitory, implemented militarized management, and only had one day off in two weeks.

Unexpectedly, after the dormitory of the class was divided, Jiang Qi had his own room for the whole year, and every night when the power was cut off at 12 o'clock, Jiang Qi would sleep with his own rechargeable desk lamp on, and he couldn't sleep without the light on.

Mingzheng was a thorn in the head at that time, but he was assigned to a dormitory full of bullies. The bullies stayed up all night and studied hard until 1 or 2 o'clock in the evening. After a beating, they were successfully recorded as a minor demerit and thrown to Jiang Qi's dormitory.

When he entered the room, he saw the small rechargeable desk lamp on. He thought that Jiang Qi was studying hard all night, but seeing that he was in a deep sleep, he raised his hand to turn off the light and threw it on the table. Unexpectedly, Jiang Qi woke up in the middle of the night. Come, I couldn't find the desk lamp, I was trembling all over, and my lips were bitten by myself.

Mingzheng was really frightened, and never dared to turn off his light again, but he couldn't fall asleep. Later, he figured out a way to turn off his light every day after Jiang Qi fell asleep, and squeeze himself into his bed to sleep. .

Jiang Qi felt the warmth coming from behind him, and the night seemed less scary, he moved inside to make room.

Although Ming Zheng knew that he was afraid of the dark, he didn't know why he was afraid, and Jiang Qi was not a person who would take the initiative to talk too much. After acquiescing, both of them could sleep well, and this sleep was like a third year in high school.

"Ah!"

As it gets late at night, the cooler night becomes more obvious. Jiang Qi has been running around for money recently, and he hasn't slept well every day, and his immunity can't keep up. After a while, the wind started to sneeze.

Seeing that he was shivering from the cold, Ming Zheng didn't continue to tie him up. After untiing his tie, he grabbed his cold hand forcefully and pulled him out of the grove.

Jiang Qi sniffed, looked at the fingers of the two, and didn't say anything.

"Put it on." Mingzheng picked up the helmet on the ground and threw it to him, then took off his suit jacket and threw it on him, saying concisely: "Put it on."

"Ah Choo!" Jiang Qi was not pretentious, he took it and put it on. The large suit jacket still had a hot body temperature and a familiar smell, and Jiang Qi's tense muscles slowly relaxed.

There is only one locomotive on the winding mountain road, and the others have all been ridden away.

Mingzheng stretched out his long legs and was about to step onto the scooter. Just as he raised his legs, an unspeakable pain came from below. He immediately closed them tightly and cursed secretly, "Fuck!"

"Pfft!" Jiang Qi put his fist to his mouth and chuckled, coughed, and said, "I'll do it."

He closed the transparent lens of the helmet, lifted his straight legs easily, and straddled the motorcycle neatly and handsomely, "Come on."

Mingzheng looked at his long legs and narrow waist, and thought of something, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he said vaguely: "I should say this."

Jiang Qi: "?"

Mingzheng sat on the back seat of the car with difficulty, wrapped his hands around Jiang Qi's waist, and pressed his whole body against his back, biting his earlobe and said viciously, "I'll settle the score with you next time."

On the winding mountain road, the heavy locomotive suddenly tilted.

The author has something to say: Ming Zheng: Come up, move yourself.