The fiery kiss went up all the way, to the collarbone, Adam's apple, jaw, and finally covered the corners of the lips.
You Shulang felt the wetness on his lips, and he tilted his head slightly, letting all his eagerness go to waste.
"Fan Xiao, I believe what you say now." The man's voice was slow and calm, but to Fan Xiao's ears, it sounded messy and broken like feathers in the wind. "Death may be the best salvation."
His breathing stagnated, and Fan Xiao suddenly exerted force on the hand that was holding You Shulang's wrist!
He slowly stood up and looked at You Shulang from half an arm's length away, only to find that even though he had done enough foreplay, the man's eyes were still empty and indifferent.
"I once heard that Shen Gujiu committed suicide. In addition to being shocked, I also felt that he was a coward." You Shulang gently curled the corners of his lips, solidifying into a sad smile, "But today I know that after all hope is lost, cowardice is all that is left."
"Shu Lang...you..."
Fear, like an unstoppable flood, instantly submerged Fan Xiao. He hurriedly hugged You Shulang into his arms, holding him tightly, letting the warm body temperature and beating heartbeat drive away his panic.
But it was useless. Even with the person in his arms, Fan Xiao still felt that You Shulang was thousands of miles away from him, standing on the high steps, shaky.
"What I said is all bullshit. It doesn't make any sense. Didn't you disagree with me before? Didn't you say that as long as you are alive, there will always be someone to tell you that this world is not bad and beautiful."
Fan Xiao seemed to hear the sound of waves when he and You Shulang sat side by side on the beach that night.
The wet and salty sea breeze gently lifted You Shulang's hair. He stretched out his hand to her with a gentle look.
"Fan Xiao, why do you have to force yourself to open your wounds again and again? If we can't see the sea, then we won't see it. Let's go back and close the windows and lock the doors, then we won't be able to hear the damn sound of the waves."
The sea breeze fluttered his shirt, and in the bright moonlight, Fan Xiao met the person who would tell him that the world was not bad.
But at that time, he just wanted to make You Shulang dirty, take him for himself, and imprison him as his exclusive property!
The person who has experienced countless hardships and is still warm and bright; the only person who says to himself "Don't be afraid, I'm here"; the strong and tenacious person who is not afraid of anything.
Killed by my own hands...
Now, You Shulang's voice is like a kite with its string cut: "This world... I tried hard, but it was useless."
Fan Xiao: "…"
The despair of being abandoned by the whole world came again. Fan Xiao almost fled, he clenched his teeth, controlled his sinking consciousness, and quickly turned over and got out of bed. He didn't want to scare You Shulang, but the sea water under his feet had risen!
Fan Xiao staggered and pushed open the door of the utility room, plunging into the darkness, cutting off all reality...
When he regained consciousness, in his hazy vision, You Shulang was standing in front of the door of the utility room with his back to the light source.
His hand was still on the door panel, and a long shadow was cast on the ground. Fan Xiao subconsciously moved closer to the shadow, as if this would allow him to be closer to You Shulang.
"Is this a new trick? Self-mutilation? Are you betting that I'm soft-hearted?" You Shulang walked in step by step, squatted in front of Fan Xiao, looked at the man with blood on his face, and said coldly, "But the fact is, if you die, I might live a little easier."
He stood up and walked out, leaving behind a sentence: "The sound of banging against the wall makes people feel annoyed."
Fan Xiao slowly stood up with the help of the wall. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, which were the pleasure they had just shown in bed. It turned out that You Shulang liked it, but now he was indifferent.
He took a while to relax, and when he felt less dizzy, he endured the pain and walked out of the utility room.
The lights were on in the room and You Shulang was pouring red wine into a glass.
Fan Xiao walked over and sat down. He first took out a few tissues and wiped the blood off his face. Then he knocked on the marble table with his fingers, indicating that he wanted some wine.
You Shulang pushed a glass over to him, and Fan Xiao thanked him politely. The two of them got along as if nothing had happened, except that one of them was covered in blood and the other turned a blind eye.
Fan Xiao took a sip of wine, drove away the remaining illusions, and said slowly: "Shu Lang, I am the kind of person who cannot stand 'good'. I only believe that human nature has evil. People's kindness is all pretended, or it is not contrary to their own interests. As long as it involves their own interests, no one can be kind to others."
The blood from the wound was still slowly overflowing. A drop of blood flowed down the jaw and fell onto the gravel-textured white tabletop, shattering like a strange flower.
"When I first met you, I thought you were hypocritical and wanted to embarrass me. I did a lot of dirty tricks and tripped you up behind your back. Later, I gradually felt that you were really good, but a little overconfident. You were involved in everything and worried about everything. Now that I think about it, I was already attracted to you at the time, but I selfishly just wanted you to control me and be nice to me."
He touched a cigarette and held it between his blood-stained lips, looking like a cruel and handsome corpse hunter in the apocalypse.
He lit a cigarette, extinguished the match, and then said, "I am attracted to you, and slowly I can't leave you, but I don't want to admit that I've fallen in love with you, the kind of person I once hated the most, so I can only... can only hurt you over and over again."
"I did a lot of things that hurt you, and said a lot of things that were not true. I thought that if I could get you to bed and get over the irritation in my heart, I could leave you and live the same life as before."
Fan Xiao raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke. The smoke slowly rose, was diluted by the air, and finally dissipated.
"When my lies were exposed one by one, and you knew all my shameless tricks... Shulang, it's not that I don't mind having to end the game myself, I'm just really panicking."
"I didn't expect that I would be so sad and feel so empty inside. I feel like I've been abandoned by this world again. The warmth I just got, the joy I experienced, the lively days, are all gone." Fan Xiao's hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly, "My lover is gone."
He took another long drag on his cigarette. "In order to get you to come back to me, I threatened you again and again, adding crime to crime. What a fucking bastard you are. Now that I think about it, I want to slap myself in the face."
He put out his cigarette, stood up from his chair, walked slowly to You Shulang, lowered his body slightly, and looked at the person who was engraved in his bones and blood with his red eyes.
"But Director You, apart from these, I don't know anything else. I have no other way to keep you!"
"I know I hurt you, the person I love the most! Shulang, I was wrong, so wrong! I also know that I am not qualified to beg you, but I still want to ask you to give me another chance to atone for my sins! I will treat you well in the future, and we will start over, okay?"
After the trembling last syllable fell, You Shulang's expression remained blank for a long time.
"I used to be puzzled, why do you treat me like this?" You Shulang smiled bitterly, "So it's because I'm a good person?!"
He stared at Fan Xiao intently, with a rare look of resentment and grievance in his eyes: "You have pushed me into desperate situations time and time again, ruining my life, career, family, and the little bit of stability and happiness I had, and all this is because of my kindness!"
A tear slid down his cheek, and the usually tough man choked up for the first time: "You have psychological trauma, you are fragile and lonely, I feel sorry for you, and want to give you the best comfort, I fucking want to take my heart out and give it to you, but in return you despise, insult, and deceive and threaten me again and again!"
"Fan Xiao, how dare you say that we should start over again?" You Shulang sneered with tears in his eyes, "Don't you think that I am being merciful to you by not killing you?!"
"Shulang, I really know I was wrong." Fan Xiao slowly knelt at You Shulang's feet, clasped his hands together, as if praying to the gods, "I know I deserve to die, and I deserve to fall into the eighteen levels of hell, but I beg you... to save me one more time, one last time."
You Shulang calmed down his excitement and looked indifferent. He lowered his eyes and looked at Fan Xiao, who was kneeling at his feet with half of his face covered in blood: "I once overestimated my own abilities and tried to pull you out of the abyss, but I failed miserably. Fan Xiao, no one can save you."
He leaned forward slightly and said, "The only one who can save you is yourself. Stop dwelling on the past and start a new life."
Fan Xiao understood instantly: "You want me to leave you? Stay away from your life?"
You Shulang looked at him silently.
Fan Xiao straightened his back and looked back in silence.
Finally, You Shulang chuckled and said, "I knew you wouldn't agree, Fan Xiao. The evil of human nature that you mentioned is fully reflected in you."
He drank the wine, turned around and left the believer who was not "devout".
The window screens in the guest room fluttered gently in the wind, but the bed was still a mess.
The slender fingers opened the drawer and took out a small metal chip...The fiery kiss went up all the way, to the collarbone, Adam's apple, jaw, and finally covered the corners of the lips.
You Shulang felt the wetness on his lips, and he tilted his head slightly, letting all his eagerness go to waste.
"Fan Xiao, I believe what you say now." The man's voice was slow and calm, but to Fan Xiao's ears, it sounded messy and broken like feathers in the wind. "Death may be the best salvation."
His breathing stagnated, and Fan Xiao suddenly exerted force on the hand that was holding You Shulang's wrist!
He slowly stood up and looked at You Shulang from half an arm's length away, only to find that even though he had done enough foreplay, the man's eyes were still empty and indifferent.
"I once heard that Shen Gujiu committed suicide. In addition to being shocked, I also felt that he was a coward." You Shulang gently curled the corners of his lips, solidifying into a sad smile, "But today I know that after all hope is lost, cowardice is all that is left."
"Shu Lang...you..."
Fear, like an unstoppable flood, instantly submerged Fan Xiao. He hurriedly hugged You Shulang into his arms, holding him tightly, letting the warm body temperature and beating heartbeat drive away his panic.
But it was useless. Even with the person in his arms, Fan Xiao still felt that You Shulang was thousands of miles away from him, standing on the high steps, shaky.
"What I said is all bullshit. It doesn't make any sense. Didn't you disagree with me before? Didn't you say that as long as you are alive, there will always be someone to tell you that this world is not bad and beautiful."
Fan Xiao seemed to hear the sound of waves when he and You Shulang sat side by side on the beach that night.
The wet and salty sea breeze gently lifted You Shulang's hair. He stretched out his hand to her with a gentle look.
"Fan Xiao, why do you have to force yourself to open your wounds again and again? If we can't see the sea, then we won't see it. Let's go back and close the windows and lock the doors, then we won't be able to hear the damn sound of the waves."
The sea breeze fluttered his shirt, and in the bright moonlight, Fan Xiao met the person who would tell him that the world was not bad.
But at that time, he just wanted to make You Shulang dirty, take him for himself, and imprison him as his exclusive property!
The person who has experienced countless hardships and is still warm and bright; the only person who says to himself "Don't be afraid, I'm here"; the strong and tenacious person who is not afraid of anything.
Killed by my own hands...
Now, You Shulang's voice is like a kite with its string cut: "This world... I tried hard, but it was useless."
Fan Xiao: "…"
The despair of being abandoned by the whole world came again. Fan Xiao almost fled, he clenched his teeth, controlled his sinking consciousness, and quickly turned over and got out of bed. He didn't want to scare You Shulang, but the sea water under his feet had risen!
Fan Xiao staggered and pushed open the door of the utility room, plunging into the darkness, cutting off all reality...
When he regained consciousness, in his hazy vision, You Shulang was standing in front of the door of the utility room with his back to the light source.
His hand was still on the door panel, and a long shadow was cast on the ground. Fan Xiao subconsciously moved closer to the shadow, as if this would allow him to be closer to You Shulang.
"Is this a new trick? Self-mutilation? Are you betting that I'm soft-hearted?" You Shulang walked in step by step, squatted in front of Fan Xiao, looked at the man with blood on his face, and said coldly, "But the fact is, if you die, I might live a little easier."
He stood up and walked out, leaving behind a sentence: "The sound of banging against the wall makes people feel annoyed."
Fan Xiao slowly stood up with the help of the wall. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, which were the pleasure they had just shown in bed. It turned out that You Shulang liked it, but now he was indifferent.
He took a while to relax, and when he felt less dizzy, he endured the pain and walked out of the utility room.
The lights were on in the room and You Shulang was pouring red wine into a glass.
Fan Xiao walked over and sat down. He first took out a few tissues and wiped the blood off his face. Then he knocked on the marble table with his fingers, indicating that he wanted some wine.
You Shulang pushed a glass over to him, and Fan Xiao thanked him politely. The two of them got along as if nothing had happened, except that one of them was covered in blood and the other turned a blind eye.
Fan Xiao took a sip of wine, drove away the remaining illusions, and said slowly: "Shu Lang, I am the kind of person who cannot stand 'good'. I only believe that human nature has evil. People's kindness is all pretended, or it is not contrary to their own interests. As long as it involves their own interests, no one can be kind to others."
The blood from the wound was still slowly overflowing. A drop of blood flowed down the jaw and fell onto the gravel-textured white tabletop, shattering like a strange flower.
"When I first met you, I thought you were hypocritical and wanted to embarrass me. I did a lot of dirty tricks and tripped you up behind your back. Later, I gradually felt that you were really good, but a little overconfident. You were involved in everything and worried about everything. Now that I think about it, I was already attracted to you at the time, but I selfishly just wanted you to control me and be nice to me."
He touched a cigarette and held it between his blood-stained lips, looking like a cruel and handsome corpse hunter in the apocalypse.
He lit a cigarette, extinguished the match, and then said, "I am attracted to you, and slowly I can't leave you, but I don't want to admit that I've fallen in love with you, the kind of person I once hated the most, so I can only... can only hurt you over and over again."
"I did a lot of things that hurt you, and said a lot of things that were not true. I thought that if I could get you to bed and get over the irritation in my heart, I could leave you and live the same life as before."
Fan Xiao raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke. The smoke slowly rose, was diluted by the air, and finally dissipated.
"When my lies were exposed one by one, and you knew all my shameless tricks... Shulang, it's not that I don't mind having to end the game myself, I'm just really panicking."
"I didn't expect that I would be so sad and feel so empty inside. I feel like I've been abandoned by this world again. The warmth I just got, the joy I experienced, the lively days, are all gone." Fan Xiao's hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly, "My lover is gone."
He took another long drag on his cigarette. "In order to get you to come back to me, I threatened you again and again, adding crime to crime. What a fucking bastard you are. Now that I think about it, I want to slap myself in the face."
He put out his cigarette, stood up from his chair, walked slowly to You Shulang, lowered his body slightly, and looked at the person who was engraved in his bones and blood with his red eyes.
"But Director You, apart from these, I don't know anything else. I have no other way to keep you!"
"I know I hurt you, the person I love the most! Shulang, I was wrong, so wrong! I also know that I am not qualified to beg you, but I still want to ask you to give me another chance to atone for my sins! I will treat you well in the future, and we will start over, okay?"
After the trembling last syllable fell, You Shulang's expression remained blank for a long time.
"I used to be puzzled, why do you treat me like this?" You Shulang smiled bitterly, "So it's because I'm a good person?!"
He stared at Fan Xiao intently, with a rare look of resentment and grievance in his eyes: "You have pushed me into desperate situations time and time again, ruining my life, career, family, and the little bit of stability and happiness I had, and all this is because of my kindness!"
A tear slid down his cheek, and the usually tough man choked up for the first time: "You have psychological trauma, you are fragile and lonely, I feel sorry for you, and want to give you the best comfort, I fucking want to take my heart out and give it to you, but in return you despise, insult, and deceive and threaten me again and again!"
"Fan Xiao, how dare you say that we should start over again?" You Shulang sneered with tears in his eyes, "Don't you think that I am being merciful to you by not killing you?!"
"Shulang, I really know I was wrong." Fan Xiao slowly knelt at You Shulang's feet, clasped his hands together, as if praying to the gods, "I know I deserve to die, and I deserve to fall into the eighteen levels of hell, but I beg you... to save me one more time, one last time."
You Shulang calmed down his excitement and looked indifferent. He lowered his eyes and looked at Fan Xiao, who was kneeling at his feet with half of his face covered in blood: "I once overestimated my own abilities and tried to pull you out of the abyss, but I failed miserably. Fan Xiao, no one can save you."
He leaned forward slightly and said, "The only one who can save you is yourself. Stop dwelling on the past and start a new life."
Fan Xiao understood instantly: "You want me to leave you? Stay away from your life?"
You Shulang looked at him silently.
Fan Xiao straightened his back and looked back in silence.
Finally, You Shulang chuckled and said, "I knew you wouldn't agree, Fan Xiao. The evil of human nature that you mentioned is fully reflected in you."
He drank the wine, turned around and left the believer who was not "devout".
The window screens in the guest room fluttered gently in the wind, but the bed was still a mess.
The slender fingers opened the drawer and took out a small metal chip...The fiery kiss went up all the way, to the collarbone, Adam's apple, jaw, and finally covered the corners of the lips.
You Shulang felt the wetness on his lips, and he tilted his head slightly, letting all his eagerness go to waste.
"Fan Xiao, I believe what you say now." The man's voice was slow and calm, but to Fan Xiao's ears, it sounded messy and broken like feathers in the wind. "Death may be the best salvation."
His breathing stagnated, and Fan Xiao suddenly exerted force on the hand that was holding You Shulang's wrist!
He slowly stood up and looked at You Shulang from half an arm's length away, only to find that even though he had done enough foreplay, the man's eyes were still empty and indifferent.
"I once heard that Shen Gujiu committed suicide. In addition to being shocked, I also felt that he was a coward." You Shulang gently curled the corners of his lips, solidifying into a sad smile, "But today I know that after all hope is lost, cowardice is all that is left."
"Shu Lang...you..."
Fear, like an unstoppable flood, instantly submerged Fan Xiao. He hurriedly hugged You Shulang into his arms, holding him tightly, letting the warm body temperature and beating heartbeat drive away his panic.
But it was useless. Even with the person in his arms, Fan Xiao still felt that You Shulang was thousands of miles away from him, standing on the high steps, shaky.
"What I said is all bullshit. It doesn't make any sense. Didn't you disagree with me before? Didn't you say that as long as you are alive, there will always be someone to tell you that this world is not bad and beautiful."
Fan Xiao seemed to hear the sound of waves when he and You Shulang sat side by side on the beach that night.
The wet and salty sea breeze gently lifted You Shulang's hair. He stretched out his hand to her with a gentle look.
"Fan Xiao, why do you have to force yourself to open your wounds again and again? If we can't see the sea, then we won't see it. Let's go back and close the windows and lock the doors, then we won't be able to hear the damn sound of the waves."
The sea breeze fluttered his shirt, and in the bright moonlight, Fan Xiao met the person who would tell him that the world was not bad.
But at that time, he just wanted to make You Shulang dirty, take him for himself, and imprison him as his exclusive property!
The person who has experienced countless hardships and is still warm and bright; the only person who says to himself "Don't be afraid, I'm here"; the strong and tenacious person who is not afraid of anything.
Killed by my own hands...
Now, You Shulang's voice is like a kite with its string cut: "This world... I tried hard, but it was useless."
Fan Xiao: "…"
The despair of being abandoned by the whole world came again. Fan Xiao almost fled, he clenched his teeth, controlled his sinking consciousness, and quickly turned over and got out of bed. He didn't want to scare You Shulang, but the sea water under his feet had risen!
Fan Xiao staggered and pushed open the door of the utility room, plunging into the darkness, cutting off all reality...
When he regained consciousness, in his hazy vision, You Shulang was standing in front of the door of the utility room with his back to the light source.
His hand was still on the door panel, and a long shadow was cast on the ground. Fan Xiao subconsciously moved closer to the shadow, as if this would allow him to be closer to You Shulang.
"Is this a new trick? Self-mutilation? Are you betting that I'm soft-hearted?" You Shulang walked in step by step, squatted in front of Fan Xiao, looked at the man with blood on his face, and said coldly, "But the fact is, if you die, I might live a little easier."
He stood up and walked out, leaving behind a sentence: "The sound of banging against the wall makes people feel annoyed."
Fan Xiao slowly stood up with the help of the wall. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, which were the pleasure they had just shown in bed. It turned out that You Shulang liked it, but now he was indifferent.
He took a while to relax, and when he felt less dizzy, he endured the pain and walked out of the utility room.
The lights were on in the room and You Shulang was pouring red wine into a glass.
Fan Xiao walked over and sat down. He first took out a few tissues and wiped the blood off his face. Then he knocked on the marble table with his fingers, indicating that he wanted some wine.
You Shulang pushed a glass over to him, and Fan Xiao thanked him politely. The two of them got along as if nothing had happened, except that one of them was covered in blood and the other turned a blind eye.
Fan Xiao took a sip of wine, drove away the remaining illusions, and said slowly: "Shu Lang, I am the kind of person who cannot stand 'good'. I only believe that human nature has evil. People's kindness is all pretended, or it is not contrary to their own interests. As long as it involves their own interests, no one can be kind to others."
The blood from the wound was still slowly overflowing. A drop of blood flowed down the jaw and fell onto the gravel-textured white tabletop, shattering like a strange flower.
"When I first met you, I thought you were hypocritical and wanted to embarrass me. I did a lot of dirty tricks and tripped you up behind your back. Later, I gradually felt that you were really good, but a little overconfident. You were involved in everything and worried about everything. Now that I think about it, I was already attracted to you at the time, but I selfishly just wanted you to control me and be nice to me."
He touched a cigarette and held it between his blood-stained lips, looking like a cruel and handsome corpse hunter in the apocalypse.
He lit a cigarette, extinguished the match, and then said, "I am attracted to you, and slowly I can't leave you, but I don't want to admit that I've fallen in love with you, the kind of person I once hated the most, so I can only... can only hurt you over and over again."
"I did a lot of things that hurt you, and said a lot of things that were not true. I thought that if I could get you to bed and get over the irritation in my heart, I could leave you and live the same life as before."
Fan Xiao raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke. The smoke slowly rose, was diluted by the air, and finally dissipated.
"When my lies were exposed one by one, and you knew all my shameless tricks... Shulang, it's not that I don't mind having to end the game myself, I'm just really panicking."
"I didn't expect that I would be so sad and feel so empty inside. I feel like I've been abandoned by this world again. The warmth I just got, the joy I experienced, the lively days, are all gone." Fan Xiao's hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly, "My lover is gone."
He took another long drag on his cigarette. "In order to get you to come back to me, I threatened you again and again, adding crime to crime. What a fucking bastard you are. Now that I think about it, I want to slap myself in the face."
He put out his cigarette, stood up from his chair, walked slowly to You Shulang, lowered his body slightly, and looked at the person who was engraved in his bones and blood with his red eyes.
"But Director You, apart from these, I don't know anything else. I have no other way to keep you!"
"I know I hurt you, the person I love the most! Shulang, I was wrong, so wrong! I also know that I am not qualified to beg you, but I still want to ask you to give me another chance to atone for my sins! I will treat you well in the future, and we will start over, okay?"
After the trembling last syllable fell, You Shulang's expression remained blank for a long time.
"I used to be puzzled, why do you treat me like this?" You Shulang smiled bitterly, "So it's because I'm a good person?!"
He stared at Fan Xiao intently, with a rare look of resentment and grievance in his eyes: "You have pushed me into desperate situations time and time again, ruining my life, career, family, and the little bit of stability and happiness I had, and all this is because of my kindness!"
A tear slid down his cheek, and the usually tough man choked up for the first time: "You have psychological trauma, you are fragile and lonely, I feel sorry for you, and want to give you the best comfort, I fucking want to take my heart out and give it to you, but in return you despise, insult, and deceive and threaten me again and again!"
"Fan Xiao, how dare you say that we should start over again?" You Shulang sneered with tears in his eyes, "Don't you think that I am being merciful to you by not killing you?!"
"Shulang, I really know I was wrong." Fan Xiao slowly knelt at You Shulang's feet, clasped his hands together, as if praying to the gods, "I know I deserve to die, and I deserve to fall into the eighteen levels of hell, but I beg you... to save me one more time, one last time."
You Shulang calmed down his excitement and looked indifferent. He lowered his eyes and looked at Fan Xiao, who was kneeling at his feet with half of his face covered in blood: "I once overestimated my own abilities and tried to pull you out of the abyss, but I failed miserably. Fan Xiao, no one can save you."
He leaned forward slightly and said, "The only one who can save you is yourself. Stop dwelling on the past and start a new life."
Fan Xiao understood instantly: "You want me to leave you? Stay away from your life?"
You Shulang looked at him silently.
Fan Xiao straightened his back and looked back in silence.
Finally, You Shulang chuckled and said, "I knew you wouldn't agree, Fan Xiao. The evil of human nature that you mentioned is fully reflected in you."
He drank the wine, turned around and left the believer who was not "devout".
The window screens in the guest room fluttered gently in the wind, but the bed was still a mess.
The slender fingers opened the drawer and took out a small metal chip...