After being scummed by four men

Rinso changed into a new vest.

It has been a year since the last time I saw He Zecheng. During the past year, he has been busy with various things and achieving his great cause every day, and it was not until this month that he had a rare time to spare.

Lin Suo lifted up Ji Fa's bangs in front of the mirror, looked at the sutures on his forehead, put them down and tidied them up, and then picked up his schoolbag to go out.

"I'm going out, mom." Ren Suo said to Koizumi's mother.

"Ah, Junko, where are you going?"

"I went to my classmate's house to do my homework."

Yes, he's looking for someone to do his homework for the simple reason

—he will not at all.

I'm sorry, I haven't been to school or read books at all in the past thousand years.

"classmate?"

"Ah... um... it's Sachiko." Ryoso glanced at the newspaper on the coffee table, and said casually.

Newspaper headline:

"Brother Leather Pants' son married plastic surgery face! Old photo of Sachiko Hayakawa exposed, black skin and small eyes are ugly!"

"Sachiko?"

"He Ze, Kazawa Sachiko." Why is it so difficult to deal with, a host with family members is troublesome, Suo thought impatiently, if he had known, he would have found an orphan host.

"Go early and come back early, Junko."

"I know mom."

He Zecheng received a call from his new deskmate Junko Koizumi, who wanted to come to him to do his homework, but He Zecheng had already finished it.

So He Zecheng tried to decline her.

however……

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, He Zecheng turned around helplessly: "Let's say it first, no copying is allowed, I can tell you, but you are not allowed to copy."

Lin Suo was walking on the way to He Ze's house, thinking back to the He Zecheng he met today, although he still looked like a quiet and pitiful little man, he was much more cheerful than before.

It seems that it is a good thing for him that the He Ze couple divorced and abandoned him.

Lin Suo felt a kind of malicious dissatisfaction about this.

Li Suo still remembered the glimpse at the window, the young man with the bright color of gold, as the blood slipped from his face, he was infused with thick darkness by the dusk.

The perpetrator behind him and his gesture of looking up to the sky form a strange picture of martyrdom.

The darkness that naturally and harmoniously emerges from the light is the source of his attention.

But now, he actually started to be happy and started to change.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the darkness that was born from the light has faded away.

The moment He Zecheng turned around with his back turned to him at the door, the boy's face was plunged into darkness, and the pair of light golden double pupils looking at him were also cast a shadow, and began to shimmer with a terrifying wildness unknowingly .

The thin figure slantedly reflected on the ground, unconsciously echoing the movements of its owner.

All of this, the deep darkness, seemed to be buried in the shadows under the young man's feet intentionally or unintentionally.

He deliberately forgot, forgot those darkness.

He Zecheng took Koizumi Junko straight to the study room, without any intention of inviting the guests to visit He Ze's house.

For this family, he doesn't want to go to any unnecessary places.Since the age of three, endless violence and blackness have filled every corner of this home, and there are memories that can send him to hell in an instant.

He wouldn't even want to live here if he could.

The two quickly finished their homework, and Li Suo found that this non-artist not only had a rare talent in the soul, but also had extraordinary intelligence, although he didn't think so...

"Grandpa Hu Zhang said that this learning speed is normal." The boy put down the book and said to him.

Lin Suo rolled his eyes in his heart, and he couldn't help feeling angry when he heard his trust in the knotweed wazuke.

"envy."

Hey.

For a moment, he even forgot to control his expression.

Just when Yansuo fell into his own thoughts, he suddenly heard the boy say abruptly: "It's you, 'Xaori'."

The boy pronounced the name "Xaori" word by word, but pronounced the words very softly, obviously referring to the "Xaori" after he boarded, not the original Kaori.

Li Suo was startled, and couldn't help raising his eyes to look at each other, the two looked at each other, and he saw that the young man was staring at him with a kind of seriousness that he had never seen before.

"I saw it, it was you."

A long-lost tremor greeted Lin Suo's soul.

He is obviously an extremely weak non-artist, and he is so vulnerable to him, but in front of him, he is like his ugly slave...

Can't resist his touch...

Slowly, against his will, he unfolded himself toward him.

Being watched, being watched, all the ugliness is watched by him, and there is nothing to hide.

Yan Suo suddenly understood why the young man was so attractive to him. It was because of the dark self that only the other party could see existed between them. binding them at both ends of the chain.

Just when it was difficult for Ling Suo to control his expression, He Zecheng felt a familiarity again.

The kind of familiarity that I felt when I started school during the day.

That kind of familiarity is not simply someone who has seen this appearance.

He Zecheng looked at the girl's upturned eyes, her gloomy half-opened eyes, and the hypocritical and vicious smile on the corner of her mouth.

The memory flashed back to the New Year when "Xaori" was still there, and the strange snowman he made for "Xaori" in the snow...

"Is this what you really look like?" He Zecheng was silent for a while.

The girl lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her head and smiled, as if she had acquiesced.

"Who the hell are you? What are your plans?" He Zecheng frowned.

"You saw me," Yan Suo smiled lightly at him, black swirls seemed to swirl in his eyes, "but I haven't seen you yet."

"What do you mean?" He Zecheng was puzzled.

"I said, since you have seen my soul," Yan Suo smiled, but his whole person gave off a dark and obscure feeling, "then at least show me yours."

He Zecheng was dragged by the hand by the rope and dragged into a room. From the window of that room, the garden of the knotweed house happened to be visible.

"Hey! What are you doing!" He Zecheng was pushed to the window, and the things he had experienced quickly climbed up his flesh and blood like hungry insects, making his muscles stiff with fear.

With an inexplicable smile, Yan Suo forcefully pushed him down on the open window sill.

"What did you see?" Yan Suo smiled at He Zecheng with a soft female voice.

However, He Zecheng seemed to hear a hoarse male voice, with provocative malice, blowing directly on his ears with the moist heat of his breath.

He Zecheng felt a kind of itching and anxiety.

He Zecheng was pressed on the window sill, his eyes lowered naturally at first, and he saw the messy lawn below which no one took good care of it. With a horror he didn't know.

He exerted strength on his waist, trying to raise his upper body to resist the rope, as he raised his body, his eyes skipped the garden of the Knotweed house, and he remembered that he had seen "Xaori" countless times, but I didn't know that was the place where Ron Soo used to go to deal with work.

He struggled vigorously, and his sight continued to move up and up, and finally stopped at the sky that was beginning to gradually dim.The veil-like clouds slowly stretched and covered the sky, as if signaling the inevitable coming.

He Zecheng raised his head with difficulty, and the posture of being forced to stretch his neck made him feel uneasy. The early summer breeze gently brushed over his bare neck with a little coolness, and the illusion of pulling his neck to kill him made him dazed .

"Ugh!" There was a sudden pain on the lower left shoulder blade of his back, where it corresponds to the heart, followed by the girl's low laughter.

Yansuo lifted up the boy's shirt, and suddenly took a hard bite there.

"What did you see?" Yan Suo lowered his voice and asked again.

He Zecheng struggled even more because of the pain. He tried hard to turn over, but Yansuo seemed to want him to turn around on purpose, relaxed his strength, and let him turn over and half lie on the window sill.

"I didn't see anything!" He Zecheng glared at Lisuo, this novel and weird feeling made him very angry when he was good-tempered.

"Then let me put it another way," Ron Suo raised his eyebrows, "Then, what did you remember?"

"When pressed against this window."

He Zecheng fell into an ice cave in an instant.

Distorted smiling faces, cursing, ghostly figures, falling blood, etc., all created a frenzied storm in He Zecheng's brain.

When he came back to his senses, Yan Suo was leaning forward, with his arms on his sides, looking at him with a smile.

Li Suo looked at him and his face turned pale, the dark golden hair was wet against his cheeks due to sweat, and the blood color of his rosy lips faded as quickly as a flower withered, while his light golden pair of eyes that had been staring at him originally looked at him. In the pupil, there is a strong dark emotion trembling violently, almost splashing out.

Yan Suo sighed, watching him lose his mind and wake up almost with admiring eyes. Just when He Zecheng was about to scold him angrily, an old man's voice suddenly sounded downstairs:

"Xiao, Xiaocheng?"

He Zecheng turned his head subconsciously, and saw the Japanese knotweed in the garden looking at him and Yuso with surprise.

"Young people nowadays," Kojoba Wasuke shook his head, and then shouted at him, "Don't go too far, Makoto!"

He Zecheng's face turned red: "Grandpa, you misunderstood!"

Grandpa Hu Zhang didn't hear, shook his head and walked away.

Just when He Zecheng was going crazy, he felt his collar being grabbed, and a force pulled him forward, and He Zecheng was forced to be pulled face to face by the rope.

"Well, why don't we just make a fake show and really do it well." On the face of Yan Suo was the familiar casual look.

"Are you kidding! A vicious person like you... Absolutely impossible!" He Zecheng said angrily.

Lisuo was not angry either, he was just teasing He Zecheng.Although he is attracted to He Zecheng and has a possessive desire for him, it is far from enough to say that he loves, or even just likes.

And he doesn't need to love this kind of thing, he just needs to obey his own will and indulge his desires.

Since then, Ron Suo has come to He Ze Zhai almost every day after school, ignoring He Ze Cheng's struggle, forcing him to chew and recall the long and gloomy past in every corner of He Ze Zhai, admiring his tragic situation, and by the way He will also make bad actions like biting his back hard that day.

Gradually, those places that made him fearful and painful were covered by those vicious teasings of Yan Suo.He Zecheng walked up the stairs holding the handrail of the stairs. Although he was still reluctant to look at every place in the house, his mood had changed, and the secret sense of shame was slowly growing irresistibly...

Junko Koizumi was a little unexpectedly indifferent today.

The girl rested her head on her hands, her fingers tapped on the table unconsciously, her eyes were distracted and she didn't know what she was thinking.

He Zecheng slowly sat down opposite her, feeling an unstoppable loss at the girl's indifference.

Junko Koizumi was unusually quiet today. She gently pinched a writing brush with her slender fingers, her expression was calm, and she moved the brush like flying. Lines of smooth and beautiful handwriting kept falling on the paper.

He Zecheng didn't know what Koizumi Junko was doing. From the day he met her, Koizumi Junko would bring a dozen of unknown documents for correction almost every day.

He also peeked at it pretending to be calm, but Junko Koizumi didn't stop him.

"XXXX Curse Embryo XXXXX Curse XXXX Time XXXX200XXX Curse Power XXXXXXXXXX"

In short, it was something he couldn't understand at all.

He didn't think it was a big deal before.Koizumi Junko seems to have a lot of secrets, and he is not someone close to her, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't know, but today he suddenly feels uncomfortable.

He suffers from feeling so far away from her world.

He Zecheng turned a page of the book and then turned it back, turned it back and turned it back again, over and over again, but he didn't read anything.

He sighed, lowered his book quietly, and peeked at Junko Koizumi.

Jifa girl's long hair swayed slightly with the movement of her writing, and He Zecheng's heart fluttered uncontrollably, and the pair of light golden double pupils also involuntarily swayed in the eye sockets following the girl's hair tail. tremble slightly.

Koizumi Junko seemed to have noticed his peeping, she looked up at him, jokingly said:

"Why, do you feel lonely without me?"

"Not at all!" He Zecheng subconsciously denied in embarrassment, and hurriedly lowered his head again, flipping through the book in a panic.

However, the more anxious you are, the more difficult it is to open the pages. In the end, there was a "tear" sound, and a long and narrow opening was torn on a page of paper accidentally.

He Zecheng pressed the opening with his index finger, his eyes were fixed on the pages of the book, his mind went blank for a while, and his heart was in a state of confusion.

A small hand gently landed on his hand. He Zecheng bit his lip and looked up at her. Koizumi Junko squinted his eyes slightly and looked at him from top to bottom, with a light and sincere expression on his face. or a fake smile:

"Don't worry, I'll be with you when I'm done."

Junko Koizumi didn't come to school since that day.

Until the campus festival held on May 2004, 5, He Zecheng's longest love affair began.

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Swipe gave a woo woo woo, this is the update on the 17th