"Hmm......" he struggled to avoid me.

"Chang Xiyang, don't you know?" I ripped open his neckline, and the fragile buttons of his white shirt fell off.

"Si Song! Let go of me! ”

"No...... I'll never let go of you again. I left his lip flap and went all the way down. I gently bit down on his tiny Adam's apple, leaving sucking marks on his fair skin. "Ayan." I looked up at him and swallowed indistinctly.

Pink spread from his cheeks to the base of his ears, and his struggle was noticeably weaker, and tears welled up from those beautiful eyes, wetting his long eyelashes, and sliding down his face to his chest.

I stopped kissing and picked up the man in distress and put it on my lap, "Don't cry." I shouldn't have been so rough......" I kissed away his tears, and Ayan lay on my shoulder and sobbed lowly.

"Si Song...... You shouldn't show up...... Why do you want me to see you again? ”

There was the smell of an orange boy outside the door, and I was in no mood to pay attention to it. But Ayan, can't you even feel this?

“…… I know you're much stronger than I am right now...... If you're going to use force, there's nothing you can ......" I hugged him tightly, soothing his twitching shoulders, "I'm not going to force you anymore...... I'm not going to get out of control anymore, and that just like that is not going to happen again. Ayan ...... I really miss you. ”

"Si Song......" he looked up at me again, "You tell me, is it related to you in the Orange Orange family?" ”

"Yes...... Your orange boy is here. "I didn't lower the volume. With a wave of his hand, the door opened.

Outside the door, there was an orange boy with a stunned face.

Looking at Wucheng's stunned expression, I felt extremely relieved.

Ayan was on my lap, head bowed, and his body trembled. I gave him a haircut that had been blown up.

As for Wucheng, what he shouted over there, I didn't care at all. But not caring doesn't mean I can't hear it, his tone is harsh and ugly, so I can't help frowning, most of the time I have a good temper, but for some people, I can't restrain my disgust and ridicule.

"Don't you think you're going too far?" I wrapped my arms around the man in my arms and lifted the half of the shirt that slipped off my shoulders for Ayan, trying to cover the beautiful kiss marks on my fair skin. I had just ripped off the buttons of my shirt, and the neckline was wide open...... It's really a beautiful spring that makes people reverie.

Ayan's eyes were still with tears. This is not good at all, his clear and clean eyes, which used to be as sweet as honey and mixed with mint syrup, should not have such a sad look. Tears don't belong to you, my Ayan, a beautiful boy with a sweet smile of honey.

"Don't cry, Jan. I can't bear you to cry. I picked up the blazer I had just taken off, wrapped the still trembling and fragile little man, and whispered softly in his ear.

"The person you are holding me and still saying that I am excessive?" Orange Boy's shrill juvenile voice was very harsh.

"Your people? He's just your guardian spirit, not your man, doesn't the orange boy already have a woman he likes? I lowered my head, a little like laughing, and I followed Young's train of thought and lied for him.

However, "How could Ayan become the guardian spirit of someone like you?" What do you have to protect? Looking at the person in front of me, I couldn't help but sneer. I know the close connection between Orange Gongzi and Xiaoqian, and this person's face in front of him and behind him is really disgusting.

I'm not reconciled either.

"Don't do that...... Si Song, I will not allow you to speak of him like that. "Ayan nudged my arm, and his voice was not loud, as if he was very determined. But I could already hear it, the wavering in that steadfastness.

That's a good thing, isn't it? For me.

I laughed and asked him, "Even if he is?" ”

“…… Even if he did. ”

Ayan, do you notice? Your original righteousness, your original unwaveringness, and the path you adhered to are slowly dissipating. After one hundred and thirty-six years of torture, you finally can't stand it.

"I see." I gently laid him down on the couch and buttoned up the two buttons on the top of my coat to cover up the softness that was exposed. "You're doing it yourself."

Five Orange came over and ran into me dissatisfied, and roughly ripped off my coat and covered it with his own. Ayan gave me an apologetic look, and I shook my head gently to show that I didn't care, but I didn't hide the hurt look on my face.

Sure enough, Ayan's face became a little more guilty.

The door slammed shut. I retracted my innocent and fragile expression and pulled away a smile.

Look at you, Ayan.

I was sitting in an empty room and it was a bit windy.

I picked up the button that Ayan had dropped on the sofa and rubbed it gently in the palm of my hand.

The portrait on the wall was blown up slightly. I looked over, Xiao Qian's hair was elegant, leaning on the horse, heroic and charming, on the side was me dressed in white, the bamboo forest was verdant, and the guqin was melodious.

This is the scene a long time ago, when the three of us went on a trip to China.

How could I not remember that time, the sun was just right in the afternoon, the air was lazy, I leaned down on the table of the eight immortals to take a nap, the wind was warm. At that time, I still had long hair, Ah Yang wrapped his fingers around the ends of my hair, I heard the chirping of birds, the sound of the wind passing through the bamboo forest, the sound of hair rubbing against my ears, the sound of cloth rubbing, I heard the gentlest and most beautiful words in the world, I heard Ah Yang say, Si Song, I feel as if I like you a little.

He never knows, I woke up when his fingers touched, he didn't know I heard his confession.

If there is no sentence to support, if there is no sentence to give me the last confidence...... I have long since given up on Chang Xiyang.

I am selfish.

I'm not going to pursue hopeless love for the sake of being alone.

I knew from the beginning that the little firefly in the dark abyss, from the very beginning, I was hopeful.

I didn't stay in Ayan's room anymore.

I asked Hao to borrow a small room, where they sometimes live overtime, like a small bachelor apartment. Although I'm skeptical that they will actually work overtime.

One night a few days later, as the night grew darker, the magazine staff had already clocked out of work. I had nothing to do, snuggling up on the bed and playing with those little buttons.

Outside the window is a quiet street, this place is in a remote area, there are not many pedestrians, only a few street lamps stand silently, emitting a warm yellow glow.

The sound of the air piercing suddenly appeared, and I was startled and looked around vigilantly. Ah Yang's figure flashed, naked and appeared out of thin air. Seeing my stunned face, he didn't say anything, but rushed over and hugged me.

“…… Ayan? My fingers trembled a little, touching his cold skin. When did he become so cold? I tugged over the quilt to wrap him tightly, but he struggled and looked up at me, his eyes red and swollen, and his cheeks still stained with tears.

I was stagnant, and I couldn't breathe for a while. "Ayan?" I looked down, and there were intricate kiss marks and bruises all over my white neck, chest, and thighs. There was still a smell of love on his body, and between his legs, white turbidity that did not belong to him slowly flowed. Right Foot ...... Broken?

I didn't speak.

I don't know what to say.

It was as if thousands of needles had pierced my heart. It made me torture and unbearable.

Yes, you see, this is my most precious person. Our song, the one who puts it on the tip of my heart.

"Ayan......" I heard myself open my mouth, my voice jerky and hoarse, "I'll carry you to the bath." ”

He leaned obediently against me, his waist was so weak that I knew he had no strength left. I gently picked him up and walked into the bathroom. I took off my shirt and let him lean against me. I touched his slender ankle and treated him,...... It hurts, Jan.

Ayan's carcass was as beautiful as I imagined. Clean, gentle teenage curves, I rinsed him carefully, but without a hint of lust.

Ayan is the flower of the high ridge, and I am the one who willingly lies at the foot of the mountain.

He was so holy and holy, that I could not bear to blaspheme, yet he was defiled by others. He trembled fragily, his shoulders twitched, his body unusually cold under the warm water. When I put my finger behind him, his body shook visibly resistantly, "Don't be afraid...... I just wanted to help you clean up. "My throat felt like it was swollen, and I struggled to speak.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded.

As the filth flowed down the warm water, Jan's fingers clasped my back.

"I regret it. Si Song. He spoke, his voice hoarse. He cried for too long.

He ...... Nothing has changed. ”

"I thought he was going to change...... He didn't. ”

"You know that, right...... Xiao Qian's thing. Xiao Qian and he ......"

“…… You guys won. ”

"You're right."

"I probably don't love him that much anymore...... I'm just, unwilling. ”

“……”

I didn't speak, and I didn't feel a hint of joy. Ayan has been hurt for too long, too long. He was frozen on the highest snowy mountain, forcing himself to melt the ice with a fiery heart, and now he has failed. It took one hundred and thirty-six years, and he failed. He was covered in bruises, and his head was bleeding. How can I be happy? How can I have?

What he forgot outside the small fan (1)

Feelings are slowly developed in billions of years of life, in the years that followed, and before that, everything was just instinct and the instructions of 'heaven'. But it was instinct, and Si Song was also deeply attracted by Chang Xiyang.

In the beginning, they didn't have a name, just a small floating dot of light. The white one always involuntarily floats next to the blue one, inseparable.

Later, they took on human form and had their own names, and Si Song began to know that this primitive instinct had a more beautiful and exact name, love.

He once smiled and hugged the man's thin shoulder, I really fell in love with you at first sight.

No lies, really.

Chang Xiyang's detached face flushed slightly, and he didn't respond.

At the beginning of their creation, they traveled between continents and were very busy. Si Song has always walked with Chang Xiyang, but because of an unexpected situation that day, he had to act separately. Si Song is located at the southern end of the land, at that time Antarctica was still a wild flower all over the warbler flying and the grass grew vibrant, he hurriedly rushed back to find Chang Xiyang after the end of the task, naturally he couldn't find it, Xiyang's hidden ability is often inadvertently reflected deeper, Si Song was a little panicked, he knew that no one could hurt Chang Xiyang, but the person in his mind suddenly disappeared, it was a very delicate mood. He tried to calm down, but he couldn't, he was going crazy with his fear, and searched everywhere with his senses, and finally found his Ayan in a secluded forest.

The man was probably tired, he slept soundly against a tree, the sun penetrated through the layers of leaves, and the light shone on his body, Chang Xiyang at that moment, like an elf in the green forest, fell cleanly and lightly in all kinds of thick bright or bright or tender flowing green, all worries and dissatisfaction disappeared in that moment, Si Song squinted his eyes, and walked towards the person by the tree step by step, his steps were light and slow, kneeling on one knee at the man's side, A holy kiss fell on his smooth forehead.

Chang Xiyang opened his eyes slightly, he was not awake yet, and looked at the people next to him a little confused.

"Ayan, go home." Si Song in the gentle sunshine said.