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Chapter 7 Mark (4)

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Yu struggled uneasyly, his eyes dodged, which further confirmed Qingxiao's guess. It seemed like a stream of ice water was pouring on his head on a hot day. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly spread Yu's tight hands.

The palm has been pricked with blood from nails

At this moment, the heart suddenly freezes, and Qingxiao said quietly: Is this what you said very well?

Feather's lips moved, but she didn't say anything after all

Qingxiao turned around speechlessly, after a long time, he punched the wall suddenly and said hoarsely: Am I raped you just now?

Yu was shocked: Qingxiao!

Isn't it? Qingxiao's expression seems to be strangely peaceful. Can you find a more suitable word to describe such a thing?

Yu's face suddenly became paler, and his eyes became deeper, like two bottomless black holes, he was silent for a long time and slowly said: No, it's not what you thought you are very gentle, the gentleness you have never felt before, I didn't bleed or hurt, you all know the reason why this happens, I doubt, doubt...

He let out a long breath, and a twisted smile appeared on his face: ...I suspect that my body has changed, maybe someone really needs to whip it a few times before it becomes hard

Qingxiao looked at him quietly, closed his eyelids, and said lightly: I may be very careless, but I am not a fool. If it is the only reason you mentioned, how did the scars in your palm come from?

He suddenly opened his eyes, with a deep pain in his eyes: At this time, do you still want to lie to me?

His eyes were cold and sharp, but what made Yu unable to bear the terror than that look was the pain in his eyes. Under the gaze of those eyes, Yu's whole body trembled. After a long time, he stuttered: Yes, I'm sorry...

Qingxiao couldn't help but raise his voice and said: You are not sorry for me, you are sorry for yourself!

Realizing his loss of composure, he turned his face away, calmed his mind, and whispered: You, are you just making me happy? From the joke in the bathroom to...

He felt a stinging pain in his throat and could not continue talking

Yu was silent, slowly stretched out his hand to touch his hand. Seeing that he did not retract, he grabbed it, held it tightly, and forced a smile: Don't do this, you were not so sentimental before...

Qingxiao didn't speak, and the sorrow that could not be relieved was getting deeper and deeper in his heart. He looked at Yu quietly, and tears gradually burst out from his eyes.

Yu was filled with mixed feelings, a smile appeared on his pale face, and snuggled to him, whispering: Don't be sad for me, as long as you are by my side, I don't know how many people envy me.

Qingxiao was still motionless, and did not put his arms around him for the first time in response

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He has been in the same position for a long time, staring at the ceiling in a daze. The cool air at night surrounded him in the invisible and invisible void. It seemed that something still existed, beyond everything and is vast and boundless, making people feel cooler and cooler.

Yu curled up quietly beside him, as if he was asleep, perhaps just a disguise, he no longer wanted to tell that it was his favorite person. He was touching his skin. He could smell the smell and feel the body temperature, but it was like he touched a bed post or a wall, without any presence.

He listened to his lover's breath in the darkness, and felt that the unprecedented loneliness was slowly flowing through his side like sticky blood. The night was so long that he thought he would open his eyes until dawn, but in the end he fell asleep in a daze

It was already dawn when I opened my eyes. It was raining quietly outside the window. The people around me were gone. Qingxiao got up. But he was only half of his upper body, and he felt dizzy and dizzy. He moaned, thumped his face and buried his face in the pillow. It took him a long time to get up slowly. After a sleep, he was more difficult than not sleeping. He took a simple bath. The stimulation of the cold water made him feel a little refreshed. When he stepped out of the bathroom, he felt much better.

The drizzle drove away the heat of summer, the morning air was moist and fresh, and the breath of vanilla and honey was blowing with the wind, he sighed silently, walked into the kitchen, and saw Yu's busy figure and heard his footsteps. Yu turned around and smiled brightly, saying: Are you getting up? Take a break, I'm making the cookies you like to eat, it will be fine in fifteen minutes.

Qingxiao smiled bitterly, sat down at the dining table, rubbed her temples, and muttered: What cookies do you make early in the morning? Isn’t it enough to bake two slices of bread

Yu paused for a moment, pretended not to hear it, poured him a glass of juice and said: Ele. What about you? Should you drink some juice first? Or do you prefer milk?

An unspeakable anger arose in his heart. He inserted his finger into his hair and rubbed his scalp hard. He could not bear it anymore. He stood up suddenly and said: Don't be busy! We need to talk.

Yu was slightly shocked, smiled as if concealed, walked over to look at the oven, and said easily: Are you exhausted these days? Don’t worry, everything will be fine, but you need more rest...

Qingxiao ignored it, strode over and grabbed his arm, dragged him over, pressed him to sit on the chair, and said in a deep voice: I told you not to worry about those, we need to have a good talk! This is very important!

Yu was startled and looked at him with big eyes at a loss.

Kiyoko took a breath and pretended not to notice. Now he couldn't soften his heart. He pulled over a chair, sat opposite Yu, drank the juice in one go, and consciously cleared his throat with him, stared at Yu, and said sincerely: Maybe we should have talked about Xiaoyu a long time ago. I always wanted to know, who do you think of me in your mind?

Yu looked at him blankly, not knowing how to answer

Qingxiao waited for a long time without responding, so she had to speak by herself: Do you know what the most impressive sentence in my life is? It is on that island, in the secret room with a clock without a pointer, I saw you

He paused and looked at Yu expectantly

But Yu just lowered his head and looked at his hand silently.

Qingxiao felt a little embarrassed and continued to talk, saying: You said at that time, you love me

You also said that maybe it was the last thing you could say before you lost your sense of self: You love me, no matter how things will develop...

There was no response to embarrassing silence that continued to cover the two people, Qingxiao could only see Yu Shen's head buried, behind which was half an open window, and the mycelium-like drizzle was flying between the sky and the earth.

Qingxiao swallowed and said dryly: So I think we should be considered lovers.

He saw Yu's head buried deeper, his face almost pressed against his knees, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and he was crying? But he didn't make any sound

For a moment, Qingxiao had an impulse. He wanted to go over and grab him, forcing him to look up at his eyes, but in the end he sighed and said in a low voice: Maybe it's very stupid, but this sentence is the motivation for me to persevere in the past three years.

He paused, and a strange almost self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly: The only motivation

Qingxiao... Yu called softly, raised his head timidly, as if he wanted to come over to show his friendship, but he didn't dare

Qingxiao seemed to have never heard of it and continued: In those three years, my only idea was to find you. No matter what the price I paid, I could finally find it. You don’t remember me anymore...

Now I finally remember it, I thought everything would get better slowly, but...

He let out a long breath and said excitedly: Am I doing so much to covet your body?

Yu shrank unconsciously, it was very obvious

Qingxiao couldn't continue to say that, he paused for a moment, made an unidentified gesture, habitually inserted his finger into his hair, and said distressedly: I'm not blaming you, you have to understand, I'm not trying to complain about what I'm an adult, I'm willing to do whatever I choose, I will be responsible for the path I choose. I just want you to know...

He raised his head and stared at Yu. There was a ray of light in his eyes and whispered: I just want you to know that a person who is willing to do so much for you cannot just be greedy for your body

Yu looked at him in a daze, a layer of misty water vapor appeared in his eyes, and murmured: I just want to make you happy, is this wrong? Apart from my body, what else can I repay you?

Qingxiao stood up suddenly and said: Who wants you to repay me? I have said so much, don’t you understand at all?

Yu panicked and said quickly: Don’t be angry! I did something wrong, tell me, I will definitely change it if I change it!

Qingxiao calmed down, knelt down on one knee, held his hand hard, and said in a deep voice: You don’t have to do anything for me, just be yourself!

Yu looked a little dazed and whispered: Be myself? What is myself...

Kiyoko was stunned and felt the powerlessness of speech again. He sat down on the chair dejectedly, waved his hand, and said: I won’t discuss those metaphysical things with you in the short... OK, I will tell you what to do!

He straightened his body and said simply: What you have to do is say whatever you want. If you are happy, laugh. If you are unhappy, say it straightforwardly. For example, yesterday, if you don’t want to do it, just say you fucking get out of here, but you didn’t see that I feel uncomfortable now?

By the way, you don’t swear words, so you can also say to me gracefully: Sanada Kiyoto, what are you thinking about in your mind all day long? Why don’t you consider playing chess with me?

Didn’t you just fool me like this before? Have I told you that I actually like it?

Yu looked at him in a daze, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time

Qingxiao held his shoulder with both hands and said eagerly: You want me to be happy, but how could I be happy when I see you like! You still say you want to repay me...

He paused for a moment, as if he was blocked by something. After a while, he continued: You always say this, I don’t know whether you love me or only be grateful...

Yu was slightly shocked, and breathed a long breath and said: I don’t understand...I am wrong? I thought that treating someone wholeheartedly, putting him first in everything, willing to live and die for him, that is love. If that is not love...

His voice was getting lower and lower, full of doubt and uncertainty: ...If that wasn't love, then what?

Of course not! Qingxiao said resolutely, if you don’t love yourself, how can you have the ability to love others?

He stared at Yu straight, his eyes burning: Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. In other words, you were brainwashed by that bastard, and you were full of self-deprecating self-deprecating. I tell you, what he said is bullshit! Don't believe a word! That's right, I saw you give those men a blowjob...

Seeing Yu's sudden white face, he sighed and his voice softened: Don't be afraid, those days have passed, I saw those unsightly pictures, so what? I don't care, what do you care about? That experience is terrible, I know that life always has to continue. Is it interesting to sit in the place and count wounds all day? You look like this, the person who loves you will have a hard time.

Yu murmured: I understand...

Qingxiao showed a relieved smile as if you had finally figured it out. She took a deep breath, leaned against the back of the chair, spread her hands, and said: That's great, I'll tell you all my thoughts now, I'm completely transparent to you, I hope you can also do this to me, trust me, and not hide it from me.

Yu closed his eyes and whispered: Sorry, if it weren't for me, your life wouldn't be as messy as it is now...

He pondered for a while, raised his head and said slowly: I know I'm sorry for you, Qingxiao, I disappoint you, I don't know what the feelings you want, now I am like an empty shell, and I can't give you anything

He paused and smiled bitterly: In this life, no one has ever treated me as hard as you, and saw you doing so much for me. I really hope to do something for you, even a little bit...

He said this in one breath, and it seemed that he could not support his strength. He hadn't said so many things for a long time. The light blue blood vessel on his temple was beating gently. He gasped and continued: So you really don't need to worry too much about my feelings. I'm not a child anymore. My patience is much stronger than you imagined. For example, yesterday, I really can, you don't need it at all...

His voice came to an abrupt end, just because Kiyoko's expression had turned pale, he didn't dare to say it anymore. He watched Kiyoko stand up suddenly and slammed the table and said: I said so much with my heart. Could it be a waste of time? Patience, who wants you to be patient! I, Kiyoko Sanada, can't find any man and woman, I want to rape a corpse!

He became more and more angry as he spoke. He kicked the chair away and said: I don’t know what’s going on. Others’ love is sweet. My love is like peeling off! Why is it that the hell that I encountered such an unlucky thing!

Frightened by Qingxiao's anger, Yu subconsciously curled up his body, protecting himself, and seeing that Qingxiao was even more furious, just wanted to pull him up and ask himself what he did to make him look like he saw a living ghost. At this time, he heard the oven jingle, and finally controlled himself in time.

However, the nameless anger in his heart was out of vent. He raised his foot and kicked the trash can in the kitchen. He was too lazy to eat breakfast, so he left angrily

The trash can was kicked and turned several times, and it was still not stable after a plop. Fortunately, it was closed and the garbage was not poured out.

Yu looked at Qingxiao's figure walking away in a daze, and couldn't help but tremble. He tried hard to control himself, but the more he thought so, the more he trembled, he slowly sat on the ground, hugged his knees with his hands, and put his face on the back of his hands, so that no one could see his pale face.

He didn't know that he had sat like this for a long time, and the familiar sweet fragrance floated from his nose. He slowly got up, turned on the oven, picked up the baked yellow cookies in the glassware, and was a little hungry. He took one to eat. It tasted very good and maintained his usual standard. But he only took one bite and couldn't eat it. His throat hurt, his eyes were a little dry, but there was no tears, and no drop.

He sighed, looking at the biscuits in his hand, and his naked body was actually not valuable, but this was already everything he could provide

Unfortunately, filial piety is not rare

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PS is relieved, I don’t believe that big things can be solved by just exhaling my heart, so... that’s it