bedroom literature

Chapter 35 Blood Skin

For ingredients that are not resistant to cooking, often only need to use a little cooking method.Master Jiang was busy for 2 minutes, handed him a tissue, and was about to go out to get him some hot water.

At this point, the short-term joy is over.Because it was too short, Yagyu felt ashamed, and the free fall entered the sage time.

He picked up the mess, and the mess and triviality made the only carnival that was left undoubtedly defeated.Liu Sheng, whose adrenaline hormone dropped suddenly, suddenly calmed down.

He felt as if he was crazy.If the relationship with Jiang Qiwen is not clear... If I knew it, I would have given myself a shot.Liu Sheng was filled with remorse, and wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a shower, and to leave this place of right and wrong first.He got out of bed barefoot, passed the public washroom, and was attracted by the sound of water.

"Wow—"

It was Jiang Qiwen who was receiving the water.

But the huge sound of receiving water seemed to be mixed with some other fragmentary sounds.

"Cough, cough..." There was a faint retching sound.

Liu Sheng froze, and the coldness of the tiles climbed from the soles of his feet to his heart.

Is he throwing up?

Reluctantly, he came to the bathroom door, and saw Jiang Qiwen was the only one inside.He was half-bending into the pool, slapping his face with water under the cold water faucet.

Then he took a handful of water, rinsed his mouth, and spat it out.

It's hard to see.

Liu Sheng was stunned.

It turns out that he did this... so much psychological pressure?

This person knows his own predicament and tries to help him actively, giving spiritual support and physical encouragement, like a living Bodhisattva.

The living Bodhisattva lost his horse.

Living Bodhisattva tries to save himself in all aspects.

The living Bodhisattva rescued successfully!

The living Bodhisattva vomited.

What a glorious and great friendship, what an epic dedication?

At the cost of the complete collapse of one's self-esteem.

The more Liu Sheng looked at it, the calmer he became.He turned around calmly, slowed down calmly, and left calmly.

He thought as he walked, using his inborn strong empathy ability to understand Jiang Qiwen's situation.like...

He just helped the little rabbit who is a woman feel good.

Although he is a best friend of soul, but the physical structure that makes him tremble...would make him retch?Maybe not as bad as when he vomited it up, but it definitely caused discomfort.

The absurdity in front of me is still my own absurdity.

Liu Sheng's stomach twitched.It's not the discomfort caused by imagining, but the same reason as Jiang Qiwen.He only told Jiang Qiwen the necessary conditions for his body to be released, but did not explain the reason.This body is the result of intimidation, pornography, and forbidden drugs. Every drop of blood can detect messy ingredients, and it is a tattered mess.An abstract nausea rose in his throat, and he knew he hated himself again.However, he has always believed that no one will love him anymore, so he severely restrained himself.So at this moment, he can only show a restrained and sad expression.

Why did Jiang Qiwen do this?

He wanted to go back to the dormitory, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he went straight back to the empty dormitory.

Jiang Qiwen came in with water in his hand, and there were no traces of water on his face.

"Why?" Liu Sheng asked while sitting on the bed.

"What?" Jiang Qiwen was a little startled by his attitude, and subconsciously closed the door.

"Why do you force yourself?" Liu Sheng looked at him directly, "Why do you want to perform for me?"

"What did you say..." Jiang Qiwen looked back hesitantly.

"Are you feeling better?"

"..."

"Does it feel better to spit it out?" Liu Sheng was too calm.

Jiang Qiwen still maintained the posture of holding water, and his panic expression represented acquiescence.

"...I just want to help you." Jiang Qiwen said slowly, and repeated, "Because I know you...I just want to help you."

That's right, so far apart from the murderer and the doctor, only Jiang Qiwen knows his situation, as he said, only he can save him.

Jiang Qiwen helped his roommates take out the garbage and brought meals, left cardboard boxes for stray cats to buy cat food, helped all the teachers of the Faculty of Arts move their things, and even though he was unfamiliar with him, he still helped himself fill out the questionnaire for half a year.

He is the embodiment of justice and the messenger of light.

There is only one kind of heroism in the world, which is to still help him masturbate after seeing through his gay roommate.

Liu Sheng wanted to laugh.The stray cat is in love.It turned out that all the eyes that made him tremble were pitiful.

What if he knew the origin of his body mechanism?

For a moment, he could think of Jiang Qiwen's characteristic repertoire - the way he looked at him with pity.

He finally retched completely.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Qiwen wanted to step over.

"Don't come here." Liu Sheng immediately pointed at him, weak but full of hostility, "Don't look at me like that, I can't bear it. I haven't finished asking—the beginning? At the beginning, how did you know That number? Knowing that, why are you messing with me, honorable straight man?”

The little rabbit endured the discomfort to read those articles, endured the discomfort to praise him... If all these made him uncomfortable.

Then this story is forced and acted from beginning to end.

Liu Sheng felt that he had been played through and through.

Jiang Qiwen suddenly didn't dare to look at him, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"You've been lying to me for so long," Liu Sheng sneered, "It's not bad this time."

"I don't want to lie to you, I'll tell you everything." Jiang Qiwen was stung by the sneer, "At first... At first, I clicked on your homepage because the name 'Dorm Literature' seemed to be a post from the same city. Or something... Then I saw you write in world famous books..."

How did Jiang Qiwen feel that it was inappropriate for him to use a famous book to write H articles, how did he find out through commercial promotion that he had lost his horse, how did he receive a polite reply but heard that the other bed insulted him in real time, and felt revengeful, and began to deliberately mix iron fans and blow rainbow farts to prepare Take off fans and step back... I have explained everything.

The more Liu Sheng listened, the calmer he became, until the symptoms of retching disappeared.

Everything seems to have an answer.

Those tender feelings, those whispers in his ears... He thought, he thought...

If Jiang Qiwen hadn't said these words, Liu Sheng might still be able to lie to himself with some poor excuses that he wasn't used to it, or that he just had a stomach flu.

Now, the fig leaf for the two is completely gone.

When disappointment takes him out of a relationship, Yagyu's repertoire is to speculate on others with the worst malice.

Liu Sheng sorted out the information obtained in his mind, and spoke slowly.

"Very good. So it is - you provoke me first, you insult me, you tease me everywhere, and take pleasure in deceiving my feelings. You satisfy your sense of superiority from the perspective of God through your sense of justice to protect and possess. In the end, do you still want the real me to fall in love with you? You just... just like the little rabbit at the beginning, were all inspired by the impromptu performance in my article? And then? Dumped me hard, let me worry about gains and losses , Look like you can't stop, feel happy?"

Jiang Qiwen could no longer hide the panic in his eyes, "How could you..."

"You may think I'm mean, but it's not a day or two since I've been mean. The facts are here, and I don't believe that your emotions haven't benefited from this overly obvious information gap." Liu Sheng interrupted him, "The first half—— —It was to retaliate against me for tarnishing the famous book. What about the second half? If I hadn’t suspected you and forced you to send out the address, how long would you want to hide it? , Is it simply the evil of human nature?"

"You are always so uncertain," Jiang Qiwen couldn't believe it, "Don't you want to listen to what I have to say?"

"I don't want to hear from you. Who knows if you're performing." Liu Sheng's face was calm, and he couldn't even see a trace of disappointment. "What do you mean always? Did I force you? Yes, your vest was cut off by someone else." It's very annoying, but is it necessary to do this to this extent? Why do you do things that disgust yourself and me?"

Jiang Qiwen once expected that Liu Sheng would be angry on the day when he fell off the horse, but he didn't expect that it was because of his own psychological problems, which caused a series of chain reactions. "It's not like that," he tried to reassure him, "I'm not sick..."

"Then what are you doing? Jiang Qiwen, think about it, you read gay articles and hug me again, are you gay?" Liu Sheng was aggressive, "But you vomited, which means you are not, and you still look guilty when I find out. You now What are you doing with the look of a victim? Can I still bend you?"

Jiang Qiwen took a deep breath, "Isn't there such a possibility?"

Liu Sheng was stunned for a second, and then his coldness returned.

"Yes, but it's best not to. I don't want to live in the fear of losing fans and turning back, let alone a higher level of intimacy... Don't look at me like that..." Liu Sheng sighed, "In this way, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

Jiang Qiwen nodded.

"Have you ever fantasized about women since childhood?"

"……Yes."

"How did you feel when you first read my article?"

"..."

"nausea?"

"..."

"Is it the same as how you felt just now?"

"……Yes."

"If I really fell in love with you, and I couldn't be myself and obeyed you, would you persuade me not to continue writing these?"

Jiang Qi looked at him firmly.

"Can you answer me truthfully?" Liu Sheng's eyes were sincere, "Tell me, have you thought about it?"

Whether it's prejudice or arrogance, Jiang Qiwen feels that these have nothing to do with literature, let alone combine them with classics.

Jiang Qiwen's lips trembled, and he said truthfully, "I... thought about it."

"Okay, very good, thank you." Liu Yu was grateful for his frankness, "This is really the top revenge."

Liu Sheng's pale face made Jiang Qiwen feel angina, he urgently needed to say something, and was afraid that if he said something wrong, it would cause Liu Sheng a new round of stress reaction.Liu Sheng's words were extreme, but some of them made sense, such as the pleasure of God's perspective, and his own desire for literature... He suddenly felt sorry for being a human being.

"I told you about the little rabbit's vest that day at the bar, but you forgot about it. I didn't tell you about it later, because I wanted to make it better...better..." Jiang Qiwen told Liu Sheng what he didn't like to hear the most. You" held back, "If you don't want to listen to me, you can ask a few more questions. You will know that I am not what you think."

"Maybe." Liu Sheng's eyes were filled with fatigue, "But people will not admit their desire to spy, they have all kinds of excuses. I can... understand you. Come here, don't stand there."

Jiang Qiwen sat next to him as promised.

The lack of physical strength after just venting his desire gradually came to him, Liu Sheng put his feet into the basin of water, and then leaned his head on his shoulder.There is a thin golden chain on the ankle that floats with the water level.I was speechless for a while.

"The water is cold." Jiang Qiwen reminded.

"It's okay." Liu Sheng said.

"I don't blame you..." Liu Sheng murmured.Jiang Qiwen felt that this kind of Liu Sheng was more terrifying than the aggressive one, and he felt that Liu Sheng would spit out words he didn't want to hear in the next second.

So Jiang Qiwen said first: "It's my fault, can you give me some time to adapt, I can promise..."

"Did you know?" Liu Sheng interrupted him, "The little rabbit is my first friend."

Jiang Qiwen was a little surprised.

"I hate promises. I think it's like a streetlight when we came. It's far away, giving you hope forever, but it can't illuminate your feet. My mother promised me to accompany me but walked away. My father promised me freedom. I still There are endless questionnaires. Maybe because across the Internet, I gave my heart to a person for the first time. I thought he could not threaten me. And because you are so similar to him, it is the first time I gave my body to one person.

"I know what you mean. But you can boldly show favor and even make promises without even knowing your sexuality... People like you who can throw their emotions out must not be short of love. In contrast, people like us This kind of timid person will not give expectations easily, because the price of hopelessness is comparable to despair, and I can't afford it. For example, it's like your health bars in games, you have such a thick - but I It's just this small pinch, if you touch me, I'll be bloody."

"Yeah." Jiang Qiwen said he understood.

"The last bit of trust in me was given to the little rabbit in the past... So if I don't trust you anymore, is it understandable?"

Jiang Qiwen froze for a moment, but still said: "Yes, reasonable."

He originally wanted to add a "but" to make up for it, but he remembered that Yagyu hated promises, so he stopped there, leaving an abrupt tail.Help and commitment, the only two things Jiang Qiwen can give now are those that Liu Sheng despises.

He opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.

In fact, Liu Sheng still has a lot of questions to ask.For example, let him keep warm, persuade him to be brave, and tell him about the dignity of a liberal arts student... There are too many, how much of the caring words are human and how sincere?A little more of the latter is a blessing of utilitarianism; a little more of the former is a rudimentary curse that is superficially sweet but actually wants to lose fans every day.

What now?If he really wants to extend this hunting game to reality, how much sincerity and inertia is in it?

It was really boring to study this ratio carefully, so he didn't speak.

long silence.

"I'm sleepy. I don't have shoes... Otherwise, go back to sleep." Liu Sheng finally said to Jiang Qiwen.

"Okay." Jiang Qiwen agreed, and walked towards the door.

Every step is heavy and heavy.

Liu Yu put away all his fragility, and said these words to him restrainedly and decently.

He felt that many, many black thorns were extending out of the huddled willow shell, gradually filling the whole room, piercing and piercing him.

Only those he trusts can see his tears, but he can still have them just now.

Jiang Qiwen thought sadly.