give me a bite

let me hug

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky of murder and arson. (Borrowed from: Yuan Huai's "Bao Zhang Lu")

This is not killing people, this is killing dogs.

Xing Guangyang shrugged his shoulders. Although he really didn't want to interrupt this scene full of the beautiful atmosphere of reunion, he really couldn't hold back.

"Should you two change places? There will be patrollers coming later."

Lin Ting held Qiu Yunlan's clothes tightly, unwilling to let go.

He felt that his nose was starting to sore, and his tears wanted to fall down unsatisfactorily, but he couldn't, there were still outsiders, and he wanted to save face. When the time came, he could act coquettishly when he became smaller.

"Come on, I'll go on my own." Xing Guangyang waved his hand and said as he walked, "You don't have to come over and stand for punishment, just go back, but as an instructor and an elder, I still have to dutifully remind you that puppy love is not good. affect learning."

Lin Ting: "..."

Qiu Yunlan: "..."

Xing Guangyang walked away and said again, "Remember to come to me tomorrow morning, my dear—"

Lin Ting couldn't hold back when he heard this, did Qiu Yunlan really have a dog behind his back?

He sniffed, looked up at Qiu Yunlan aggrievedly, "What's your relationship with him!"

The eyebrows and eyes between the brim of the hat and the mask showed a strong tired color, which was so sad that Lin Ting was startled.

Although Qiu Yunlan used to have an expressionless face, her eyes were always clear, but Lin Ting has never seen her like this before.

What has Qiu Yunlan experienced these days?

"It doesn't matter." Qiu Yunlan rubbed his soft hair, and pressed him into her arms again, tighter, "Don't move around, let me hug you, be good."

Like rain after a long drought, the sound of heavy and unsteady breathing shows that Qiu Yunlan is greedily absorbing.

Lin Ting was at a loss for a while, and stayed quietly in his arms.

He could feel Qiu Yunlan's fatigue, and also feel Qiu Yunlan's dependence on him at this moment.

Lin Ting put his arms around Qiu Yunlan's waist, surrounded him, and drew a piece of his own domain.

But these days when Qiu Yunlan disappeared, the unbearable emotions were real, tormenting every cell in his body, and now he came back suddenly, and appeared so suddenly, it always made Lin Ting feel unreal.

He called Qiu Yunlan's name in a low voice, with a strong nasal voice in the ups and downs of his voice, "Qiu Yunlan?"

"Ok?"

He tried to ease it with a lighter tone, but unfortunately failed, and self-defeating, he almost cried, "Are you really back?"

"Well, I'm back."

Cold fingers ran through his hair, gently comforting his sensitive emotions, Lin Ting felt that he had no strength at all, just leaning on Qiu Yunlan's arms like this was the most stable and comfortable posture in the world.

Lin Ting sniffed, holding back tears from falling, "Then why don't you reply to my messages these days, do you know, I..."

Qiu Yunlan sighed unobtrusively, "I know..."

There was the sound of uniform footsteps in the distance, and Qiu Yunlan immediately realized that it was the patrolling people.

He let go of Lin Ting and grabbed his hand instead, "Let's go back to your dormitory first, shall we?"

Lin Ting hooked his fingers, full of nostalgia, "Hmm..."

The two reunited on the bumpy avenue, and rushed to the safe haven where they complained to each other.

The real body temperature in his hand reminded Lin Ting that Qiu Yunlan was really back.

-

The door was closed heavily, and Lin Ting slammed Qiu Yunlanya against the wall without even touching the light. Because of his eagerness, he ignored Qiu Yunlan's muffled hum.

The moonlight wore transparent glass, shattering and scattering the light into Lin Ting's storm-pregnant eyes. He tore off Qiu Yunlan's mask and saw this intact and beautiful face, and his anger suddenly dissipated, turning into countless tenderness.

Qiu Yunlan stared at him without blinking, waiting for his next move, looking like a lamb being slaughtered.

"I want to bite you." His thumb rubbed against Qiu Yunlan's thin spring/ban, and his voice trembled slightly, "Bite your lips, use your tongue to roll away your vocal cords, so that you don't slap me The phone call is also excusable."

Qiu Yunlan opened his mouth, apparently wanting to explain, Lin Ting didn't give him this chance, but put his mask back on him, and stepped on it.

This is a "touch" through a thin cloth, following the principle that the action of force is mutual, and the soul collides with sparks.

Lin Ting didn't stay for too long. After all, he was not satisfied with this, but he respected each other so much because he liked him enough.

He finished the sentence aggrieved, "But I like you so much, I can't bear it, and I don't have such a long tongue."

"What should I do with you?"

The more rapid breathing turned into a tangible sharp weapon, lingering on the two people's little reason left.

It was like a boring game of who blinks first, Qiu Yunlan surrendered first.

He tore off his mask, and blocked Lin Ting's mouth roughly. Unlike Lin Ting's scratching, he seemed to want to tear Lin Ting apart, pried open his teeth, and probed deeper , which made Lin Ting's restless mood even more chaotic.

Chaos stopped before the gun went off. They were panting heavily, their eyes dodged, and no one dared to speak.

Lin Ting lowered his head, and suddenly smiled, he didn't ask Qiu Yunlan if he liked him, everything he experienced just now couldn't be more obvious, he raised his head and showed a bright smile, asking Qiu Yunlan like innocently asking for the name of something, "If we're like this, is it puppy love?"

This question was purely like a piece of jade in the rough, it was thrown out sincerely, and it hit Qiu Yunlan accurately.

The smash made him panic and lost his sense of proportion.

He wanted to answer Lin Ting and say "yes", but it felt like a thorn stuck in his throat, and he was too uncomfortable to say anything.

I can only look at Lin Ting and the person I like like a child who has done something wrong.

The outline of the person in front of him suddenly gradually blurred, he tried to open his eyes, and he did, but the human body is not always satisfactory.

"Qiu Yunlan, Qiu Yunlan!"

He heard Lin Ting's call, which was close to his ears, but he still couldn't get into his consciousness along the eardrum.

"What's wrong with you! Wake up!"

His body was being shaken, but he lost his perception of the outside world.

Lin Ting anxiously carried him onto the bed, and ran out to find help.

-

Xing Guangyang led people to carry Qiu Yunlan into the ambulance, and Lin Ting stood beside him helplessly, afraid of delaying the rescue.

When the ambulance door was about to close, he was also pulled up by Xing Guangyang.

Xing Guangyang watched the doctor inhale oxygen for Qiu Yunlan, and after a while he said to Lin Ting in a deep voice: "I have to go back when the meeting is delivered, and I will give you two days off to accompany him."

Qiu Yunlan's complexion on the stretcher was pale, as fragile as a piece of thin paper that could be easily broken, which made Lin Ting startled and heartbroken.

"Speak, can't you answer the words? Have you forgotten what Wang Dafu taught you?" Xing Guangyang kicked him unceremoniously.

Lin Ting didn't dodge, but the kick was not light. He groaned before replying in a low voice: "Yes, thank you instructor."

Xing Guangyang: "What does humming and chirping look like? Louder!"

The doctor reprimanded in a low voice: "The patient needs a quiet environment! Please don't speak loudly anymore."

"Hey, yes, isn't this training students to get used to it? You go on, you go on." Xing Guangyang was not embarrassed, and apologized to the doctor with a smile.

The ambulance passed through the bumpy path in the forest, the lights were on the way.

Lin Ting's heart did not fluctuate with the bumps, but hung higher and higher.

"Doctor, what's wrong with him?"

He no longer has the mind to think about the plot of those bloody people leaving for treatment. He just wants to know whether Qiu Yunlan's illness is serious or not, and when he will recover.

He closed his eyes, corrected his thoughts just now, and whispered in his heart: No, it's definitely not serious.

"Slight carbon monoxide poisoning. It's not completely healed before I let it out for strenuous exercise. It's no wonder I don't feel dizzy."

The doctor fixed the oxygen bag for Qiu Yunlan, gave Xing Guangyang a blank look, and most likely thought it was Xing Guangyang who squeezed it, "If it is serious, there may be sequelae. The current military training is so harsh?"

Xing Guangyang waved his hand, "It's not me, don't look at me."

Lin Ting was silent, how could Qiu Yunlan get carbon monoxide poisoning.

After getting out of the ambulance, Qiu Yunlan was sent away, followed by Lin Ting, who was held back by Xing Guangyang.

"I'll go up later, he'll be fine, I have something to talk to you about."

"We'll talk about it another day." Lin Ting wanted to shake off his hand, but failed, and because the man helped him, he didn't do anything, so he could only stare at him with scarlet eyes.

"No, it's just today, we can't talk about it another day." Xing Guangyang touched his prickly hand indifferently, and dragged him to the parking lot near the hospital with frightening force, and only let him go when he was in an empty place. .

Lin Ting urged anxiously: "What are you going to say? Hurry up!"

Xing Guangyang took something out of his pocket and threw it to him, "Big star, put on the mask first. Just now, the doctor did his best and didn't notice you. It may not be sure to go in later."

Lin Ting grabbed the mask and put it on without hesitation.

It was because he was too flustered just now and forgot the necessary professionalism.

Lin Ting's tone softened a bit, "Is it alright?"

"Not yet." Xing Guangyang said with a low smile: "You like Qiu Yunlan, don't you? Is it because of him that you don't want to hand over your phone these days?"

It's already the beginning of autumn, and the temperature is very low at night in this remote city. When the cool wind blows, Lin Ting, who is only wearing a thin military training uniform, immediately feels a chill. hair straight.

He is not afraid to announce his sexual orientation, but this also involves many things. He is a public figure and needs to be responsible for his behavior and speech. He cannot trust anyone except those close to him.

Lin Ting thought of Xing Guangyang's scrutinizing eyes, pushed the question away, and said straightforwardly: "Are you gay?"

Xing Guangyang smiled magnanimously, his high-spirited appearance was raised along with the wind, "Yes, I am gay."