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After finishing his work, Wei Zhe sat blankly, his eyes were a little lax, and there was an unnatural smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "It's great, everything is fine, Yangyang, we finally sit together like a family. Dinner at the same table! From now on, you are mine and mine alone, and I will never let anyone hurt you again."

Xue Yang looked at Wei Zhe in front of him. He had the same resolute and handsome face, and the same familiar, gentle and magnetic voice, but there were only endless holes in his eyes, and the pitch-black pupils were like bottomless black holes.Xue Yang didn't say anything more, he knew that Wei Zhe was completely insane at this moment, and the fear in Xue Yang's heart had gradually evolved into a frank helplessness.

"Honey, come and taste my cooking skills. These are your favorite foods." Wei Zhe said softly, putting vegetables into Xue Yang's bowl, and then looked up at Xue Yang who was a little dull. Facial expression, asked: "What? Honey? Don't you like it?"

Xue Yang was still staring blankly at everything in front of him. At this moment, his brain had almost exploded due to too many things, and now there was almost nothing left in his mind, allowing things to develop.

Wei Zhe didn't say much, but quietly raised his rice bowl, and fed Xue Yang bite by bite. He scooped up a mouthful with a spoon and said, "This is your favorite braised pork, come and have a bite." But Xue Yang Still keeping his lips and teeth tightly shut, he refused to take a bite, thinking of the hand that was holding a knife to kill one moment, and the next moment, who would be able to eat the meal?

Wei Zhe frowned slightly, but still said softly: "What can you do if you don't eat, you haven't eaten for almost a day today, if this continues, your body will not be able to hold on." Then he brought a bowl of soup over and said , "I can't eat anything, let's order some soup first."

Xue Yang remained silent. Seeing this, Wei Zhe said, "Is there something uncomfortable?" Then he touched Xue Yang's forehead lightly with his hand, shook his head with an anxious expression, if there were no tightly bound people in the camera, Xue Yang, just looking at Wei Zhe at this time, he has the image of a good husband who cares about his lover.

Seeing that Xue Yang in front of him refused to open his mouth to eat no matter what, Wei Zhe lowered his head and took a sip of the soup in his hand, then put the bowl on the table, hugged the back of Xue Yang's head with both hands, and the next second his warm lips Pasting it over, it warmed Xue Yang's almost icy lips. The other party slowly licked and pried open Xue Yang's lips with the tip of his tongue, and then a stream of fragrant soup gradually seeped into Xue Yang's mouth , the other party's dexterous red tongue tapped Xue Yang's white teeth, and the soup slowly invaded from between the clenched teeth, with a rich sweetness and the other party's taste, arousing the sensitive taste buds.Xue Yang was like being electrocuted, and his whole body felt numb for a moment. Taking advantage of Xue Yang's relaxation at this moment, Wei Zheyi slipped his red tongue into Xue Yang's mouth, and the two tongues were instantly entangled.Xue Yang stared wide-eyed at what was happening in front of him, and was at a loss for a moment. The man in front of him closed his eyes and kissed deeply, Xue Yang used his tongue to resist meaninglessly.

Finally the other party let go of Xue Yang reluctantly, Xue Yang gasped heavily.Wei Zhe brought the food to Xue Yang's mouth with a spoon again. Seeing that Xue Yang still kept silent, he frowned slightly and said, "Do you want me to feed you like just now?" Xue Yang immediately shook his head, Finally, he obediently opened his mouth.

After the meal, everything was as ordinary as yesterday. At night, Xue Yang was gently hugged to the bed by Wei Zhe. Wei Zhe saw that Xue Yang's wrist was red from being strangled by the rope. He couldn't bear it, so he finally untied him. The ropes of Xue Yang's hands and feet, Xue Yang raised his eyes to see Wei Zhe in front of him rummaging through something in the cabinet, and finally walked up to Xue Yang.

Wei Zhe said: "Give me your hand." Seeing that Xue Yang was indifferent, he unscrewed the purple lotion in his hand, dipped it in with a cotton swab, then took Xue Yang's hand, and smeared it on Xue Yang's wrist.

A tingling pain came from his wrist, which awakened Xue Yang's numb sensory nerves. "Hiss..." Xue Yang gasped slightly in pain, and frowned.

"It hurts, bear with it." After speaking, he still lowered his head and carefully treated Xue Yang's wound, but his movements were obviously much gentler.

Xue Yang stared blankly at everything in front of him, and asked softly, "Wei Zhe, why did you do this? Why?"

Wei Zhe bowed his head and pondered for a while, then replied with a heavy tone, "I just don't want you to get hurt again." Then he looked up at Xue Yang, and said, "You know? My dear, when you were in high school, you lost your love for the first time. I witnessed your saddest period with my own eyes, and you were so sad after such a short first love, if Liu Ruotong, who has been in love with you for five years, betrayed you, I can't imagine how sad you will be in the end."

Xue Yang said: "So you just, you just killed her?"

Wei Zhe nodded and said, "I've been by your side for so many years, and I've seen you hurt by Eros countless times. I don't want to hurt you a little more." Then Wei Zhe moved his body, put his face close, and breathed warmly Hitting Xue Yang on the forehead, Wei Zhe said: "Why? Don't you choose me who loves you deeply? Finally, I understand that love is not about protecting, but about taking. I want you to be mine!"

Wei Zhe approached step by step, Xue Yang moved his body and shouted: "Wei Zhe! You are crazy! You crazy! Crazy!"

Wei Zhe showed a somewhat helpless smile, and said: "I'm crazy! I've been driven crazy by the love of these ten years! Why? Why? Don't you want to love me?" As he spoke, his whole body was already pressing down on Xue Yang like a mountain. , as it approached, it gradually blocked the last ray of light on Xue Yang's forehead.

Xue Yang put his hands on Wei Zhe's chest, which was gradually approaching, and said, "Go away!" Wei Zhe didn't give the other party a chance to say extra words, and directly covered Xue Yang's mouth with his warm lips.

However, Xue Yang's desperate struggle made Wei Zhe a little annoyed. He directly restrained Xue Yang's hands with his hands, then put Xue Yang's hands together, pressed them on top of Xue Yang's head, and held Xue Yang's hands firmly with one hand. Wrist, the other hand began to slowly unbutton Xue Yang's thin shirt, and his legs tightly hugged Xue Yang's legs.

Xue Yang was still struggling, but he seemed so powerless. Wei Zhe's strength was astonishing at this moment, and Xue Yang couldn't break free from his opponent's shackles even if he struggled.When unbuttoning his clothes at the last moment, Wei Zhe paused, as if thinking of something to write. Taking advantage of the other party's loss of focus at this moment, Xue Yang immediately broke free of his hands and pushed Wei Zhe away forcefully.

When Wei Zhe saw the person in his arms breaking free from his hands, he smiled, but Wei Zhe regarded such unnecessary struggle as a kind of fun.He almost tore off the shirt on Xue Yang's upper body, then quickly grabbed Xue Yang's hands as before, and directly tied Xue Yang's hands together tightly with Xue Yang's shirt.Then he got up and took off the T-shirt that was in the way, revealing his strong chest and extremely tempting six-pack abs. Xue Yang's earlobe, Wei Zhe said warmly: "Don't worry, dear! I will be very gentle!"

Xue Yang wanted to speak, but was blocked by the other party's lips. The tip of his tongue slowly swept across Xue Yang's lips, as if he was looking for an opportunity to slip into Xue Yang's tightly closed lips at this time.Then Wei Zhe gently rubbed the two red tassels on Xue Yang's chest with his hands, and a burst of numbness spread throughout Xue Yang's body like an electric shock, until it penetrated into every fingertip. Taking advantage of this moment, Wei Zhe's tongue quickly penetrated into it. into Xue Yang's mouth, deftly teasing the opponent's extremely resistant tongue, sweeping across the land in the opponent's mouth, wantonly aggressing, and greedily sucking the opponent's body fluid.And the hand has never stopped moving, slowly brushing every inch of the opponent's delicate skin with the fingertips until it slides between Xue Yang's legs.

With his left hand, Wei Zhe fiddled with Xue Yang's younger brother, who was quietly lying between his legs, until he raised his head and stood upright. Wei Zhe finally let go of Xue Yang's tight kiss, and with a wicked smile, he said, "Why? Like? Is my technique okay?"

Xue Yang said: "Let go of me, Wei Zhe, I don't like this."

Wei Zhe pressed his face again, and said softly: "But you are hard, baby!" Xue Yang said angrily: "Nonsense! You are like this!"

Wei Zhe kissed Xue Yang's forehead and said, "Why are you always so inconsistent? Honey."

Then Wei Zhe took the lubricant on the bedside table with his right hand. Seeing this moment, Xue Yang knew that it would be a big problem if he continued, so he struggled more violently, but this time Wei Zhe would not let it go so easily Xue Yang broke free.During Xue Yang's struggle, his thigh inadvertently touched between the opponent's legs, and he felt a scorching hot object, and his face turned red immediately.

Wei Zhe said with a smile: "Honey, don't be so anxious!" Then he poured out the lubricant and applied it on Xue Yang's asshole, and then spread it evenly with his hands, then inserted a finger in, Xue Yang He couldn't help but snorted.

Wei Zhe gently stroked Xue Yang's head with his right hand, and gently kissed Xue Yang's cheek with his lips to comfort him.

Before Xue Yang could relax, a second finger came in. Xue Yang stared at Wei Zhe in front of him with wide eyes. At this moment, he was speechless.

After the third finger came in, not a while later, the finger was pushed out, and a burning giant replaced the finger. Xue Yang frowned, and snorted: "It hurts!"

Wei Zhe said softly: "I'm sorry." The next action was much gentler.

The author has something to say: It’s really not easy to write such an unscrupulous paragraph in the dormitory, and it’s even slower recently, everyone forgive me

☆, ending

In the middle of the night, Xue Yang lay quietly in Wei Zhe's arms. At this moment, he was silent, and he didn't want to run away anymore. Now that the person he loved had died, and the person who loved him deeply had gone mad, he was powerless to face him again. A mockery of fate, just looking for a chance to end his own life.

"Are you asleep?" Wei Zhe's clear and slightly deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear, but it was extraordinarily clear in the quiet night.

"No." Xue Yang answered softly, but spoke clearly.

"Are you, are you afraid of me?" The voice was still deep and clear, like the sound of a cello in the distance, but with some hesitation and questioning tone.

Xue Yang shook his head quietly, and said in a low voice: "No." But there was already a line of hot tears on the side of his face, but it was quickly cooled by the cold air of the night.

"Are you crying?" Wei Zhe asked, then sighed.

"I'm just sad, why did things develop like this?" Xue Yang said calmly, as if he was just narrating something.

After a long period of time, the two sides were silent with each other, and the moonlight faintly penetrated through the window, smudged the hazy cold night.

Xue Yangzhi felt Wei Zhe's hand pat him gently, soothing him to sleep.

As Xue Yang gradually became sleepy, everything seemed to dissipate in the hazy night, consciousness, painful thoughts, and the breath of the other party. . . . . . . . . . . . .

The next day, the morning light slowly came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows as usual, seeping through the light gauze curtains, and the pale yellow light shone on Xue Yang's face, like warm wine, warm and intoxicating.

Xue Yang slowly opened his eyes, but found that the room was empty, and Wei Zhe beside the bed had disappeared. Xue Yang rubbed his misty eyes and looked around.

Then, Xue Yang got up slowly, put on some clothes, and went downstairs.

As soon as he arrived at the living room, Xue Yang was stunned. The scene in front of him, Wei Zhe leaned quietly on the sofa, as if he had fallen asleep. There seemed to be a note on the table in front of him, pressed by a clear glass.

Xue Yang walked over, thinking that Wei Zhe had fallen asleep, but when he walked to the table, he realized that something was wrong.Next to the glass on the table, an empty medicine bottle was quietly lying aside. Xue Yang picked up the medicine bottle and looked at it. This is, this is sleeping pills, isn't it?

Xue Yang gently put his finger under Wei Zhe's nose, but he could no longer feel the warm breath.

Xue Yang's nerves tensed up immediately, he quickly shook Wei Zhe's body, and shouted: "Wei Zhe!" But no one answered.

Seeing Wei Zhe, whose face had turned pale and was not breathing, Xue Yang felt mixed feelings, and his eyes were a little distracted. With a muffled sound, Xue Yang got on the sofa weakly, and sat quietly beside Wei Zhe.

Xue Yang looked at every corner of the room in a daze, the small basement door that was nailed tightly with wooden strips, the strange but familiar kitchen, and the glass in front of him. The paper note pressed under the cup attracts.

Xue Yang picked up the glass quilt, took the note, and read it carefully.

"Honey, I'm sorry. I once vowed to protect you from getting hurt for the rest of my life, but I never thought that I would be the one who hurt you in the end. I'm sorry. If I make you sad, then I can only choose to leave. I have already reported Police, after a while the police=the police will come and take you to a safe place. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I still want to sincerely apologize to you.——Wei Zhe"

After reading the note, Xue Yang's eye sockets were already moist, and before he knew it, a hot stream gushed out from the corner of his eyes.He thought, if he had chosen Wei Zhe back then, maybe none of this would have happened. He clearly knows the pain of loving someone, but he made someone who loves him wait for ten years, and now he can talk about who is who. what?

Now Xue Yang's memory has gradually awakened. He remembered that Wei Zhe once reminded him about Liu Ruotong and Lin Yuhua's matter, which he finally confirmed through secret investigation.But he kept pretending to be confused, because he loved Liu Ruotong so much, and he knew that if he broke some things face to face, this love could not be returned, so he chose to remain silent.He only hopes that Liu Ruotong can turn back in the end, he only hopes that everything will go back to the past.He loves Liu Ruotong so persistently and purely, but he ignores that Wei Zhe also loves himself so persistently and purely.Love is like a layer of gauze, covering the eyes of two persistent people until now.

Xue Yang scanned every corner of the room again, then walked upstairs quietly.

Xue Yang came to the bedroom again, opened the door of the closet, and two men's dresses were quietly hung in the closet.When he was rummaging around in this room for the first time, he saw these two dresses, one white and one black, if it was correct, it should be prepared by Wei Zhe for the wedding.

Xue Yang stroked the two dresses lightly, and then took them out of the closet.Xue Yang took the clothes and went downstairs. He changed into the black dress for Wei Zhe who had quietly "sleeped" on the sofa. The black dress was very suitable and showed Wei Zhe's perfect body line. That resolute and handsome face set off even more handsome.

Xue Yang also changed into a white dress. The bright color dispelled the haze of the past few days. Xue Yang was set off by the white dress as a sunny and handsome boy. He quietly walked beside Wei Zhe, picked up the Wei Zhe Liu The note was given to him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe, I have never blamed you, and I have no right to blame you. Love is always fascinating. What right does a person who is deeply in the swamp of love have to blame another person who is deeply in love?" Xue said. Yang smiled brightly, as warm as the sun, with a clear smile, "Ruotong hurt me, I know how uncomfortable it feels, but I hurt you for ten years, I should be the one who should be sorry."

After speaking, Xue Yang lifted up the glass on the table, and slammed it on the ground. The glass shattered to the ground like a crystal. Xue Yang picked up a piece of glass, and scratched it vigorously on the wrist of his left hand. Bright red blood immediately gushed out. Seeing the bleeding, Xue Yang gently kissed Wei Zhe's forehead, lay in his arms, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for my late choice, now at the last moment of my life, I miss my The final choice has been made."

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As the siren of the police car broke the silence of the house, a group of policemen called outside the door for a long time, but no one answered, so they had to forcefully break the door, and in front of them, the warm sunshine in the house scattered like pieces of gold. , In the living room, there were two male corpses lying quietly. One died of overdose of sleeping pills in a black dress, and the other died by cutting his wrists. Blood stained the pure white dress red.

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, I didn’t finish writing H, I’ll fill it up with the blank, and I’ll put the ending first

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