Fan Xiao has been very irritable recently.
A person who loves darkness begins to hate the arrival of dusk.
He actually turned on the light. The crystal chandelier that shone with a cold glow was rarely used, but today it shone brightly, blocking the night outside the window.
The matchbox was flipped quickly between his fingers, and Fan Xiao sat on the sofa with a sullen face as if facing a great enemy.
He sent a message to Shi Lihua, asking him to go out with him tonight, but when the time came, he hung up the phone and broke his promise, standing Shi Lihua up.
The matchbox suddenly stopped turning. Fan Xiao, holding it in his palm, smiled bitterly, took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth.
As a little scarlet light ignited, the crystal chandelier dimmed, and the rectangular light source of the computer lit up again like every night. Fan Xiao pulled the progress bar of the dash cam and dragged it directly to You Shulang's forbearance and vividness controlled by Yu Wang.
Still unable to hold back, he unzipped his pants.
The long fingers resting on the back of the sofa held a cigarette, and the ash lasted for a long time, and the next moment it fell to the ground in a spasm, covering the white carpet with a gray and black area; sometimes the cigarette would be held in the mouth, and the man's low throbbing sound would disappear for a while, and the empty room would only be filled with You Shulang's suppressed moaning and the sound of sliding up and down, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Fan Xiao put out the cigarette butt, and the last puff of smoke went deep into his lungs before he exhaled. The man in the video was nearing the end, and Fan Xiao remembered every detail of his process. At 18 minutes and 24 seconds, You Shulang would raise his chin high, revealing his slender and fragile neck.
I really want to bite it.
The sliding Adam's apple, the fine sweat on the skin, and the lip color in the dim light are like a mandala flower slowly blooming in the fire of hell, strange and seductive yet extremely beautiful, creating fantasies and tempting people to fall.
I really want to bite it!
A sense of hostility suddenly rose up in his unsatisfied body. Fan Xiao closed the computer and violently expelled the charming You Shulang.
The room was dark again, and Fan Xiao couldn't zip up his pants. He hadn't been released yet, so he became more and more irritated.
The matchbox started to flip through again. People who knew Fan Xiao knew that they must not provoke him at this moment, or the consequences would be dire.
As luck would have it, the phone rang.
Fan Xiao looked at the name on the phone in the dark, his gloomy face like a ghost facing the abyss.
I swiped to answer the call at the last second. His voice was pleasant and gentle: "Zhenzhen, what do you want to talk to me about so late?"
"Ask me a date? Sure, I'd love to. Where is it? I'm rushing over now."
"Okay, wait for me, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Fan Xiao smiled.
The lights in the bar flickered, reflecting the debauchery. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and nicotine, and the repressed carnival factor in people's bodies gradually awakened and was finally released.
When Fan Xiao arrived, Lu Zhen was already a little drunk.
The look in his eyes, which seemed hazy on the surface but clear in private, seemed boring and uninteresting to Fan Xiao.
He knew what Lu Zhen wanted to do, and he had been testing himself during this period.
He was so ambiguous and didn't express his love for her in person, so he could only keep testing her in various ways, like pretending to be drunk now.
When Lu Zhen's body snuggled into Fan Xiao's arms, he didn't dodge, and even hugged her with his hands.
The touch is different from You Shulang's, it is softer and thinner, and the body shape and muscles are not as strong and smooth as You Shulang's, and the feel is average.
Fan Xiao tilted his head slightly and smelled the scent of Lu Zhen's hair. It was different from the scent on You Shulang's hair, and he felt somewhat satisfied.
His actions were somewhat ambiguous, and Lu Zhen's face was flushed.
"What's wrong? Are you drunk?" Fan Xiao seemed a little worried. "Do you want me to take you home?"
Lu Zhen's long eyelashes fluttered continuously, and he said with a pitiful "hmm", "I have a severe headache, so I have to trouble Mr. Fan to take me there."
"It's no trouble. I'm happy to help. Please wait a moment. I'm going to the bathroom. We'll leave when I come back."
Lu Zhen nodded, and struggled out of Fan Xiao's arms, "unable to handle the alcohol".
The man's embrace was very warm, and Lu Zhen felt a little reluctant to leave. His shoulders were very broad, which was more comfortable than leaning on You Shulang.
!!!
Lu Zhen's heart suddenly shook, his fingers tightly twisted his pants, and unspeakable sadness slowly covered his entire heart like a tide.
Why did he think of You Shulang? He blamed himself.
I have made up my mind many times to break up with You Shulang.
Before Fan Xiao showed up, You Shulang was a gift from God. He was mature, reserved, gentle and considerate. Although he was gay, he hardly interacted with anyone in the circle. His private life was as clean as a blank sheet of paper. He was not fickle or promiscuous. Except for his patriarchal manners, there was almost no flaw in him.
You Shulang was the first man that Lu Zhen thought of forever. He once cried in his bed and asked You Shulang to marry him. He still remembered that the man smiled faintly, patted his shoulder like coaxing a child and said, "Okay, as long as you like, I will marry you. Can we go abroad to get a marriage certificate one day?"
Lu Zhen slowly exerted force on the fingers that were holding the wine glass and took a sip of the wine in the glass. The record of the flight inquiry was still saved on his mobile phone, but now all he was thinking about was how to break up with You Shulang.
When a person actively wants to leave another person, he will repeatedly look for his shortcomings. Lu Zhen also thought about it seriously for a long time, but he couldn't find even one decent one.
If I have to find one, there is only one: You Shulang is too difficult to understand.
Lu Zhen felt as if there was a layer of misty sand between him and You Shulang. He hugged him, kissed him, and even slept with him, but he still couldn't see or touch him clearly.
You Shulang always agrees to Lu Zhen's suggestions, ideas, and wishes; he always accepts everything that Lu Zhen brings to him. Even if some things make him feel difficult or unhappy, he will find a way to take on the responsibility.
In front of Lu Zhen, he rarely reveals his wishes or expresses his opinions, which makes Lu Zhen feel conflicted. On the one hand, he enjoys the satisfaction brought by his lover's unconditional support, but on the other hand, he feels extremely frustrated that he cannot understand his lover deeply.
Especially after the two of them were passionate, the feeling of frustration would become stronger. The satisfaction in the man's eyes disappeared quickly, replaced by emptiness and desolation. There was a feeling in his eyes that Lu Zhen could not understand. Whether it was in the past, present, or future, Lu Zhen felt that he could not break through or enter You Shulang's world.
Later, he met Fan Xiao.
Lu Zhen took a big sip of wine, the sad feeling slowly disappeared, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
It can be said that Fan Xiao is a perfect lover. He is handsome and rich, and he is also gentle and considerate like You Shulang.
The most important thing is that although Fan Xiao is also mature and charming, he is better at speaking than You Shulang. He talked about interesting childhood stories, the Husky next door, the towering breadfruit tree, and gossip in the workplace.
Fan Xiao likes everything he likes and dislikes everything he hates, whether it is objects or people, they all have the same judgment and opinions.
"I won't allow anyone to bully our Zhenzhen. Anyone who makes you hurt and sad is my enemy."
I have said many touching words of love, but I have never said that I love you.
Even when the crown was placed on his head, Lu Zhen did not hear Fan Xiao's "natural" confession.
He slowly drank the glass of wine, and when he put the glass on the table, he felt a little dizzy, as if a fire had ignited in his body, burning from a hidden place, making him feel excited and uncomfortable.
It seems...really drunk.
A pair of eyes hidden in the dim light, coldly taking everything in.
The ash fell slowly, and a faint voice sounded: "It's your turn this time. I can't have only one third-level actor."