Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

P what the hell? ? ?

At this moment, Hong Tingyun felt that he had been humiliated in terms of IQ from high-quality people, just like bullying him who had only passed CET-[-] but not passed CET-[-].

Hong Tingyun was stunned, trying to distinguish the meaning of the words, combined with Mo Xiaofeng's daily expression of "compassion and compassion", he silently summed up and asked a question.

"What is this? Depression?"

It sounds like medical terminology is a bit professional. This is a field that Hong Tingyun, a rich three-generation outstanding young man who has been in bars all year round, has never been involved in.

Mo Xiaofeng thought about it and tried to explain it, but it seemed that the topic was far-reaching. If he continued, he might have to explain to Hong Tingyun why he got sick in the first place. It was a confidential mission and he couldn't just talk about it, at least not in this kind of situation. Explain clearly where there are many people.

He thought about the symptoms of depression for a while, and it seemed that some places were really consistent, so he couldn't help but nodded.

"Almost, that's all."

Hong Tingyun was a little puzzled, don't people with depression think about how to die every day?He took a lot of medicine, and he couldn't leave people around him, otherwise he would jump off the stairs.How could he still go on stage and engage in those "performance art", and how could a person with such a strong personality like Mo Xiaofeng toss about a lot of things with his mobile phone all day long, so twisted in his heart that he would suffer from depression! ?

Hong Tingyun was puzzled, he was a man who couldn't hold back his words and spoke directly.

"Aren't you talking about cross talk? Can you still have this problem?"

Mo Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head. In fact, this is the misunderstanding of their industry.

"Actually, comedians are prone to depression. Comedy masters like Chaplin, Jim Carrey, and Rowan Atkinson all suffer from depression. Hong Tingyun, do you know the essence of comedy?

It is to use the low profile of "I" to arouse the superiority of "you".Some masters' comedic inspiration comes mostly from despair.Peel off your own wounds and let others laugh enough, what do you think this person will have left?At least... I stepped off the stage and watched those videos of myself, but I never laughed. "

Mo Xiaofeng was smiling, tender and bitter.

Hong Tingyun felt that everything around him became quiet. He couldn't feel the heat of the hot spring water, and the air around him wasn't as cold as winter. Mo Xiaofeng's world was lonely.

And he could only stand at the door and look at each other quietly. Living in such a world, Mo Xiaofeng was sad, hesitant, and helpless, but he could only tell him with a smile that he was fine...

Hong Tingyun's whole heart seemed to be squeezed by someone's hand, and his chest hurt so badly that it was very difficult to even take a breath of oxygen!

The person he wants to protect on the tip of his heart will drown in this suffocating air. If he doesn't do anything else, he feels that he will lose this person forever at some point!

Mo Xiaofeng looked at Hong Tingyun, and the other person's eyes seemed to be filled with a strong emotion again, those eyes were hot and desperate, and tears welled up in the next second!

"You... um! Stop the cloud..."

Mo Xiaofeng was only slightly taken aback, Hong Tingyun leaned forward, cupped his face with both hands, and pressed a fiery kiss on it.

Lips and teeth intertwined, full of aggressiveness and possessiveness, Mo Xiaofeng was not given a chance to retreat, nor was he allowed to refuse.

Hong Tingyun wanted to hug and hug, wanted to absorb Mo Xiaofeng's breath and life, but because it was unavailable, this kiss seemed even more intense and crazy.

Mo Xiaofeng trembled, and instantly remembered what happened last night. His face froze. This is outdoors. When he thought that there might be people around him at any time, even when they were kissing, they were being sized up with strange eyes. , Mo Xiaofeng's scalp was numb, and the hairs all over his body stood on end!

Mo Xiaofeng was trying to push him away, but Hong Tingyun accidentally ended the kiss first.

Hong Tingyun raised his hand and gently pulled Mo Xiaofeng into his arms, he would not force him to feel the pain, nor would he let him escape easily.

Hong Tingyun buried his face in Mo Xiaofeng's neck, and just hugged him like this, but Mo Xiaofeng felt Hong Tingyun's tears pouring out drop by drop on his shoulder again, sliding down his skin into the into the water.

The gentleness of the ears and temples was rubbed together, accompanied by Hong Tingyun's deep voice resounding in his ears.

"Don't move, I don't do anything. I just want to hug you, please, let me just hug you like this, for a minute."

Mo Xiaofeng's body was a little stiff, and his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding area. The location here is relatively partial and the light is dark. Coupled with the lingering steam, no one noticed them.

Feeling Hong Tingyun's silent sobbing in his ear, Mo Xiaofeng was really in a daze for a moment, as if he really took a child out. Why has Hong Tingyun become a crybaby recently?

"Why are you crying again?"

Mo Xiaofeng really doesn't think he is so pitiful. Compared with those people who are more forced by life to be homeless, his life is rich enough, with food, clothing and money to spend, he should be content long ago.This Hong Tingyun just watched too many TV dramas, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking about all day long.

But it felt like he was crying so sadly, and it didn't seem like that was all the case.Recalling the conversation between the two, Mo Xiaofeng attributed everything to his parents who died in a car accident.

Xiaofeng raised his hand to hug Hong Tingyun's back, raised his hand to pat him, and even comforted him in turn.

"The past is the past, you can remember it, but don't invest in it. The future is something worth looking forward to."

In fact, these words were also advised by the psychiatrist at the beginning. He listened to it, wrote it down, and even thought it was reasonable, and in turn persuaded others a few words, but these words were not suitable for him, because he walked away. not come out.

Hong Tingyun buried his eyes on his shoulder for a long while, and then spoke in a low voice.

"Xiaofeng, I like you."

Mo Xiaofeng stopped patting his back, and finally fell into the water to support the steps beside him. After a moment of silence, he asked.

"What do you like about me?"

In fact, this question has been in his mind since yesterday, and he couldn't understand it, so he didn't understand the meaning of Hong Tingyun's actions even more.

Just like now, he knew that Hong Tingyun took him to the hot spring villa to recuperate because of his health.

If he was a woman, maybe it would be the same as a romance drama, using the script of the boss Cinderella.

But he is a normal man, even if he is crooked, it is an offense.Being bullied by another man on a whim, he wanted to make it up to him after it was over, but it was a fucking mistake from the beginning, and it was his shame.

Still say you like him?

What is there to like about him, even he himself feels that his hands are covered with blood, and his whole body is more horribly dirty than falling into a quagmire.

He himself hates himself, so how could anyone tell him that he likes himself like this? !

Mo Xiaofeng felt that Hong Tingyun was thinking with his lower body, so much so that the sperm got on his head and his brain was burned out.

But why didn't he kill the other party, and even went out with him for a "honeymoon" sense of sight.Mo Xiaofeng didn't know, he didn't even know what was going on between the two of them right now.

Mo Xiaofeng closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"I have no choice, but you are different. You can choose the life you want, and you can turn back. Hong Tingyun, let me go, and let yourself go."

Mo Xiaofeng laughed a little self-deprecatingly, maybe this was the only good deed he had done for so long.

It doesn't matter whether he has a disturbed conscience or he is sober in the world, this is the only advice he can give to Shang Hong Tingyun at the moment.

But Hong Tingyun seemed to have been stepped on by the dog's tail, and his whole body was not well.

He frowned, holding Mo Xiaofeng's shoulders and almost roaring.

"You are not me, how do you know this is not what I want? What I want is very simple. Mo Xiaofeng, I only want you fucking!"

Mo Xiaofeng saw his own reflection in Hong Tingyun's eyes, he looked at the other person with slightly parted lips and moved, his mind was in chaos, his throat was dry, and he was powerless to refute.

Mo Xiaofeng seemed to hear a huge shattering sound in his ears. His heart, his brain, his body, and even the ground under his feet, everything was like a thick layer of ice. Blown by the first warm wind, the ice cracked the lake...

He knew that he really believed it, and at the same time, he was falling deeper and deeper into the dark eyes.

If he can't save himself, he won't be able to control his heart.

Everything is so natural and turbulent.

So, facing Hong Tingyun's intense gaze, he once again avoided lowering his eyes, but said something in his mouth.

"understood."

After soaking for too long, the skin became loose, and Mo Xiaofeng couldn't go to the sauna room after taking the medicine, and now he felt sleepy, so the two went back to the room.

Mo Xiaofeng didn't dry his hair again. Hong Tingyun seemed to have gotten the essence of the boyfriend's script. He went to the front desk to get something and came back when he saw Mo Xiaofeng coming out of the bathroom.

Mo Xiaofeng didn't like the smell of sulfur very much, but the hotel's shower gel had a stronger smell, and the strong floral fragrance was like an air freshener. He just washed it with water and walked out.

The trip was too hasty this time, he didn't bring anything, all the clothes were prepared by Hong Tingyun for him, but he didn't feel that there was anything missing, but it wasn't the usual ones, he always felt uncomfortable .

The uncle is particular about carpe gratification, and all the items are the best.I have probably lived here in Jiangyu for a long time, and I have also learned these extravagant customs, and I am getting used to it. "It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal." It is not unreasonable.

After Mo Xiaofeng wiped his hair twice, he threw the towel away. How could Hong Tingyun let his temper go, and pushed him back down to sit on the sofa, blow-drying his hair on his own.

I have to say, the habit is really scary.Only a few times now, Mo Xiaofeng has gotten used to Hong Tingyun's mentality of an old lady, letting him serve him, quite obedient and comfortable.

After doing all this, Mo Xiaofeng came in the morning sleepy, and was about to curl up in bed to sleep, but Hong Tingyun moved the bedside table in the middle, and put the two beds together!

Mo Xiaofeng's eyelids twitched, he already knew that this guy's "will not mess around" was a lie, but now he is really not in the mood to fight someone despite his sleepiness, frowning with a very displeased expression .

"What do you want!"

"I went to the service desk to get some medicinal wine for you to wipe it off. Do you really want to go down into the water with these marks in broad daylight and be seen by others?"

What Hong Tingyun said was somewhat resentful and complacent, as if he was not the culprit.

Mo Xiaofeng's heart was poked, and he couldn't hold back his face anymore. He raised his foot and wanted to kick in a fit of urgency, but such a movement touched the sore spot behind him, and he let out a muffled groan on his waist, and quickly supported the bed to relax.

This time, Mo Xiaofeng's face became even more embarrassing, and Hong Tingyun laughed happily, but his face was sullen as if he didn't see anything, and he pushed him onto the bed with frowns .

"Lie down, wipe it off and go to sleep, I'm sleepy too."

If he couldn't resist, he could only accept it. Mo Xiaofeng looked at the marks on his wrist and closed his eyes resignedly.

Lie flat.

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The author has something to say:

You read that right, in fact, I am in the water, and the interaction between the two people is quite emotional when written.

Please let me write another chapter!The dog head smiles.