he came from the mirror

Fang Ziming blinked, slowly put his hand on the mirror, and touched the boy's blood-stained cheek from a distance.

This should be something Tang Yu experienced when he was a teenager.

"That's why he never returned to China. We've been together for so long, and he never mentioned his family to me." Fang Ziming frowned, and said to himself, "God, what am I doing... I'm spying on him." privacy."

He withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and as soon as the thought came to his mind, the scene on the mirror disappeared with a whimper.

As the search function of the world hub was forcibly turned off, the mirror fragments floating and spinning around them also disappeared into the darkness, and the surrounding air gradually stagnated. Fang Ziming took half a step back and found that he had returned to the narrow small room.

Because of his will, this place has changed back to its original appearance again.

The young man was silent for two seconds, and reached out to touch the decorative patterns on the edge of the mirror.

"I'm leaving." He said softly.

Taking a last look at those silver-white silk threads, Fang Ziming turned around, opened the door without saying a word, and quickly left Room [-].

boom.

The metal door was closed from the outside, and the last ray of light in the room fell silent.

Outside the room, Fang Ziming rubbed the center of his brows, with a trace of fatigue on his face.

After walking a few steps, the young man was picked up by Tang Yu who was waiting in the corridor. The man held a cigarette in his arms, and walked towards the [-] safe house while holding him in his arms with one hand.

"Hey, I'm overdrawn again." Tang Yu clicked his tongue, stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette, and pushed the door open to enter the room.

Fang Ziming didn't finally feel the familiar burning pain of overuse of mental power until he got [-].

But the pain was very light, and after a short rest, he became a good man again.

He didn't make any excuses, and simply used Tang Yu as a means of transportation, and was "carried" by his boyfriend all the way to the bedroom bed, but he couldn't help but think of the blood-stained boy he saw in the mirror before.

It's bad.Fang Ziming thought: Why did I go back to Tang Yu's timeline just now?I should have finished my business and retreated quickly.

Tang Yu squeezed his chin, looked down at his face carefully: "What's wrong? This expression of crying or not, did the action fail?"

"...Of course it succeeded." Fang Ziming opened his big hands, sank himself into the soft quilt, and said vaguely, "It's just that I used too much ability, and now I'm a little distracted."

Tang Yu thought for a moment, then nodded: "Understood, you need to replenish your magic."

"Huh? What are you making up for?" Fang Ziming watched the other party take a step back, and took off his T-shirt as soon as he raised his hand. The young man immediately forgot everything he wanted to say.

He propped his elbows back and raised his upper body: "Wait a minute, why are you undressing? Lying, lying...?"

Tang Yu held one of his arms, and at the same time knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, leaned over slightly, and kissed his forehead with his lips: "Hey, help me make up for it."

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: "???"

Wait, this scene seems a bit familiar, he seems to have seen a similar scene in a mirror just now?

But the position of the two people is not right!

On that side, Tang Yu had already rubbed his rough thumb against his lower lip, then lowered his head and bit it.

Fang Ziming's thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't think of those sad, bloody or gunpowder-smoke scenes for a while, all he could see was his boyfriend's handsome face close at hand.

Fang Ziming's heart moved slightly, and he thought faintly: I, I think I can do it!

So the young man turned over suddenly, his arms and legs exerted strength at the same time, and the two quickly reversed their positions on the bed.

Fang Ziming put one hand on Tang Yu's chest muscles, pressed him down hard, locked his right wrist with the other hand, and then sat astride Tang Yu's lean and strong waist and abdomen, making preparations Attacking posture.

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows and let him do whatever he wanted the whole time, just staring at him motionless.

Fang Ziming coughed twice: "You may not believe me when I say it. I just... Well, when I went back in time, I saw you in another timeline being suppressed by me. I bullied you a hundred times this way and that way."

Tang Yu turned her head aside when she heard the words, and silently covered her mouth with her free left hand: "...Pfft."

"Damn, what are you laughing at?" Fang Ziming was a little ashamed, and simply scratched his chest muscles with his hand, dissatisfied: "Do you think I can't hold you down?"

When the paw went down, it directly scratched Tang Yu's heart fire several feet high.

The man clamped Fang Ziming's slightly bent waist violently. His right hand was still held by the young man, but his left hand was so hot that the young man couldn't help but shrink back.

"Of course you can hold it down." Tang Yu pulled him back little by little. The man's eyes were on fire, and he said hoarsely, "You've been holding me down for a while, and you're moving by yourself while pressing. What do you think?"

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: _(:з)∠*)_I don’t think so.

The next day, Fang Ziming supported his waist, kicked Tang Dabao, who was walking beside him in the wind, while being held in his arms by the other party, and the two left the mirror world together.

It just so happened that at noon that day, Fang Fang called and invited him out for dinner. Brother Fang saw his younger brother with two dark circles under his eyes, and he had to help his waist after walking a few steps, so he couldn't help asking him: "What's the matter with you? Are you pregnant? "

"I have kidney deficiency...my waist hurts..." Fang Ziming slumped on the restaurant seat with a look of indifference: "I shouldn't look at (the [-]-year-old) pity him, but be soft-hearted to the ([-]-year-old) ..."

equation:"???"

From his few words, Fang Fang could barely get a message: "Are you...drained? Did you get a girlfriend? When did this happen?!"

Fang Ziming suddenly felt more pain in his waist.

He waved his hands and threw out a three-combo of denial: "No, no, where did I get a girlfriend, no, no, it's purely a rumor."

"Then what's wrong with your kidney deficiency?" Fang Fang looked at him suspiciously: "Tell the truth to the eldest brother, do you know some bad girls?"

Fang Ziming continued to deny: "No, I'm just showing my waist."

While complaining silently in his heart: There is no little sister, but the old hooligan does have one, and he is so handsome that it makes people split in place.

He rubbed his face and regained his composure: "Then what, why didn't your Senior Gu come over for dinner today?"

Fang Fang was toasting to drink water, when he heard the words, he suddenly sprayed all over the floor: "What's mine! He, he, he, he is not mine! We have nothing to do with each other!"

Fang Ziming blinked: "Huh?"

Equation: "...uh."

Brother Fang, who was so guilty that he revealed his little secret, got stuck in an instant.

A few minutes later, the restaurant waiter cleaned up the water on the floor, and Fang Ziming took the opportunity to drag him to order the dishes, while listening to his brother's blushing, stammering stories about him and Senior Gu.

Fang Ziming: "So, Gu Zhao confessed to you last week? Was it during the period when you moved to his house to hide from our parents?"

Fang Fang sat upright: "Okay, it seems like this..."

Fang Ziming: "That is to say, you are not only avoiding our parents, but you are also avoiding that guy Gu Zhao?"

Fang Fang scratched his head: "Okay, it seems like this..."

"Ha, I knew it." Fang Ziming smiled shortly: "I'm afraid it will take some effort for that guy to catch up with you."

Fang Fang paused: "Do you know that Senior Gu wants to chase me?"

"Of course, he has been very obvious. I noticed it the first time I saw him." Fang Ziming rolled his eyes: "Only you didn't see it, brother, you still have the nerve to educate me, you yourself are A bronze player!"

Fang Fang covered his face, and his momentum plummeted: "Oh, let's not talk, let's eat, eat first."

Fang Ziming: "Damn it, the food hasn't even been served yet."

The heat on Big Brother Fang's face didn't disappear until the waiter finished serving the dishes.

Instead of mentioning "brother's bad sister" and "brother's senior Gu", the two brothers got together and discussed the recent return to H province together.

Fang Ziming: "Although I called our parents before, there are some things that are difficult to explain clearly on the phone. I still feel that I must go back and explain them clearly in person."

"It should be like this." Fang Fang nodded: "I should explain the reason to my parents, otherwise my mother will have to buy a plane ticket to come over and beat me up in a few days."

Equation: "When are you going to go back?"

The Special Affairs Department is currently following up the research work on the half fragment of Vladimir. Fang Ziming sometimes discusses with Luo Wen some issues about the fusion of fragments. Apart from that, he has no other substantive tasks, so he said: "I don't care, the main thing is to see when you take a break."

Fang Fang recalled his work schedule: "The day after tomorrow, I will take two more days off, go on Friday and return on Sunday. Perfect."

Fang Ziming squinted at him: "You just want to hide from your senior Gu?"

Fang Fang picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, and blocked his brother's mouth severely.

On Friday morning, the two brothers gathered at the station. Both of them packed lightly and entered the station with their deflated backpacks.

Equation: "Where's your friend named Tang? It feels like I haven't seen him for a long time."

Because I always saw Fang Ziming and Tang Yu acting together before, and the eldest brother of the Fang family also vaguely knew that the two were both supernatural beings and seemed to be partners of the same camp, so I asked this question.

Fang Ziming threw his backpack on the luggage rack above his head, and said, "He has something to do today, and he has to send two friends to the airport at noon."

Equation: "Oh."

To be precise, it was to send three friends abroad.

Tony, Black, and Elsa spent another half a month in China. Until two days ago, they heard that Harriet and the "bald eagle" were having a passionate fight, so they decided to take this opportunity and run away quickly. .

The big curly-haired boy with little freckles led Elsa, with BLACK in the backpack behind him, and waved goodbye to Tang Yu energetically: "I'll go back to France first, ask Sister Caroline to borrow some money, and then Just take Elsa and BLACK to Africa to see zebras and giraffes."

Tang Yu was noncommittal, and only reminded him: "Be careful with Harriet and Cecil, they are both sick."

Tony: "Okay, okay. I asked BLACK to put it in his memo."

"Also, thank you for me and Clark." Tony pressed the Bluetooth headset casually: "BLACK also wants to thank you... oh, well, he just wants to thank Clark, he still hates you for using him Several 'Snow Wolf' faces."

Tang Yu didn't bother to talk to BLACK at all. The man drooped his eyelids, looking like he was still asleep, and pointed to the security check passage: "Hurry up, I'm leaving."

Tony laughed loudly: "Goodbye, brother~"

Tang Yu: "Who is your brother, get lost."

Tony: "Oh come on, we've all been adopted by the same bearded guy anyway—"

Tang Yu gave him a sideways look, then gave him a middle finger, turned around and left.

Tony: "Hahaha, okay. So, bye, Tom!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong's life experience has been mentioned in one sentence, so I won't write it in detail.

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Before the counterattack.

Fang Ziming: "I think I can! (≧?≦)?"

After the counterattack.

Fang Ziming: "I don't think I can do it. 〒▽〒"