From Body to Love

What you have is stripped away, like a cocoon of pain.

It is the heart that is colder and thinner than the cold wind, the silent snow and the wasteland.

His aunt left angrily. Meng Fu heard a slam of the door. The sound cut off the last warmth. He leaned back on the sofa and curled up his legs.

It's not that I can't be cruel. He thought.

The doctor called Meng Fu alone and talked about the cost of treatment. He said that because Xiao Yi was suffering from viral meningitis, the risk was great and the cost was naturally high.

Meng Fuqing asked, "how much is it?"

"At least five million. Moreover, at present, the domestic technology and equipment are not perfect enough. We must go to the United States. Time is urgent. I'm leaving tomorrow, and there are several similar patients in the United States. Please consider it. "

"Don't think about it. The cost is not a problem. Let's go to the United States." He answered without hesitation.

But he has never gone abroad. It will take at least half a month to apply for a visa. It's too late. He had to ask Ye Yan again.

"Brother Ye Yan, I'll be there when I get my visa. It's troublesome for you during this time."

"What trouble did you say? I just didn't expect Xiaoyi and I came back from the United States. Now it's over again. I knew we wouldn't come back."

Meng Fu smiled. "Brother Ye Yan, I'll give you the money when I get back to town." He learned from Ye Yan's words, "if I had known I would still give you the money, you shouldn't give it to me again."

"Xiao Yi and I are waiting for you in the United States."

"Yes."

Nod and smile.

When he left, he went to he's house. The owner of the big house has changed now. He knocked on the door. There was a young couple inside. The man looked at him, "who are you?"

"Do you know where uncle he and aunt he went?"

"How could I know that the old man and woman are penniless now. I'm afraid they have long been on the streets." The man said and closed the door.

Meng Fu sighed. He had never seen the he family and his wife since he family went bankrupt.

In the end, he didn't help at all. What's more, I didn't expect that Guze would be so heartless to he and his wife.

He thought that if he and his wife could be found, perhaps his current money could help them.

I wandered in the street for some time, but I didn't find it.

He bought flowers and went to the cemetery. Facing the woman on the tombstone, he said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm not good. I hurt you. I always want to get Mr. Gu's forgiveness, but I forget that I still need the understanding of my uncle and aunt. Now, I can't find them. At that time, I didn't help. "

"How unfortunate it was to meet me that rainy day."

"I'll find them in the future. I'll take good care of them. "

He said a lot. At the end, he only said "sorry" and fell heavily on the tombstone.

……

Back to a comfortable town, such as a town solidified by time, looking up, a flood of sunshine came down from his face, and the gloomy mood brought by the cemetery dissipated a lot.

If, even Xiaoyi is completely good... The corners of his lips smile.

He was taking out the key to open the door when someone hugged him tightly from behind.

Heavy breathing.

Suppressed waves, "Meng Fu, where have you been? Where have you been? "

How long have you been guarding his door every day? Such as upset, such as anxious, such as heartache unceasingly.

Before he could open his mouth, his body was broken over, his back leaned against the door, and the man's hot lips stuck up.

The key slipped from his hand.

The sound of Ding Dong was drowned in the moistening sound of lips / tongue.

Familiar taste, familiar people,

However, the man was no longer obedient and obedient. He dodged and refused, but he was finally bound behind his back by Guze's big hand, and his chin was pinched.

He gave up and didn't struggle. He knew that the struggle was fruitless. He closed his eyes and didn't dare think of anything.

Then, he gently hugged the man in his arms and let him attack the city and swallow it.

"Meng Fu, don't run around. I can't find you." Guze banged his chin on his shoulder.

"Mr. Gu, don't do this to me again."

His answer was a tighter hug.

Meng Fu's wrist hung on his side, and sharp pain ran from his wrist to all parts of his body. "You said you would forgive me, you said."

"Meng Fu, you understand."

"No, you said you would forgive me." He said stubbornly.

A word of forgiveness is the redemption of his life.

"Yes, I forgive you, but you... Understand?"

You know, some words have been erased on the edge of the knife. Meng Fu, you know what that is. I know you understand.

"I don't understand."

I don't understand. I don't want to ask why. All that can end here just want to draw a full stop.

"Meng Fu..."

"You said you would forgive me."

He raised his hand to push Guze. Guze retreated. Meng Fu bent down to pick up the key. As soon as he opened the door, Guze squeezed in.

The door closed with a click, and Guze leaned against the door.

Meng Fu retreated two steps in surprise. Only the faint words turned over and over, "Mr. Gu, you said you would forgive me."

It seems to be the last protective barrier.

"It's getting late. I just want to rest with you all night."

Just a night's rest.

Late at night, dusk four together.

Gu Ze lies in Meng Yi's room and can't sleep. Desire / fire is burning in his mind. Only that person haunts him.

Miss his breath.

He opened his room door quietly with bare feet.

"Mr. Gu." The man didn't sleep, as if he had expected him to come.

Guze stood in the dark, his feet soaked in the floor were cold, "that room is very cold."

He sat on the edge of the bed, breathing gradually increased, and a heart to rush out was pressed, "I won't do anything to you." Opened the quilt to get in.

Meng Fu suddenly got up. "Mr. Gu sleeps here. I'll go to Xiaoyi's room."

The wrist was caught and the strength was not very heavy.

"It will be cold to sleep alone. Meng Fu, stay with me."

"I'll bring another quilt."

With that, his whole body was dragged to the bed. Guze covered the quilt and crossed his arm, "it's much warmer."

After a long silence, the man who said he wouldn't do anything got up dishonestly, slipped quietly to his clothes, jumped into his waist like a snake, and slowly slid upward. His palm felt the smoothness of his skin.

Breathing gets worse inch by inch.

"You said you would forgive me." Meng Fu stressed his tone nervously.

"Meng Fu, this is not torture, this is not punishment, this is just... I want to do / love." He confided his heart.

"I don't want to."

"You are also a man. Don't you want to vent?" He looked forward to asking, perhaps because of the bright moonlight outside the window, his eyes were particularly soft.

There is a clear feeling / desire in that softness.

Before that, before that much longer.

Gu Ze's eyes are just indifference and ridicule.

When did that change? Silent, like a chronic poison.

"No, Mr. Gu, we shouldn't do that again."

"Meng Fu, I want it. Give it to me."

Guze's thick and low voice coiled around his ear, clearly a temptation. His hands swam / walked freely on his skin. Every step was so familiar, just as he did to him many nights, but there were some differences.

Meng Fu can't tell what's different.

His hand pushed Gu Ze away. He resisted, "Mr. Gu, what you said doesn't count?"

Sorrow is wanton.

Guze licked his neck and skillfully took off his clothes. He didn't seem to hear his rhetorical questions. He just kissed him and covered him.

"Meng Fu, count. It all counts. Today's is different from before. "

"I don't want to. I hate it. I feel sick. I just want to stay away from this kind of life. Either you will kill me or you will spare me. "

His right hand grabbed Guze's wrist, and his fingernails unconsciously pinched into his flesh.

That's enough. That's enough over and over again.

Gu Ze was stunned. The moonlight in a room was particularly cold. He came down from Meng Fu and lay next to him. Then he silently turned his back to Meng Fu and put his palm in his crotch.

With the movement of fingers, a deep and shallow breath came.

Meng Fu got up to go.

Guze said, "stay, I won't do anything. You sleep next to me. Just tonight, Meng Fu. "

Meng Fu finally got up and gathered up his messy clothes. He said, "I'll add you a quilt."

Another quilt covered Guze. Meng Fu left his room barefoot.

Gu Ze took the paper and wiped the white burning in his hand. The pain in his heart is far from being described in words. Let you go, Meng Fu, I will die.

We can only entangle.

Either die together or live together.

……

Gu Ze sat quietly at the dinner table. Meng Fu went out to buy breakfast. It was very simple. He only looked at Meng Fu from time to time. He looked natural. It seemed that last night had not happened.

"Where's your brother?"

"I went to America with Ye Yange."

"Oh, what about you?" He then asked, he doesn't care about Meng Yi, he only cares about him.

"I'll be there in a while."

"You have gone abroad to avoid me." Guze laughed at himself.

I'm so disgusted and disgusting in your eyes.

"No, my aunt helped Xiaoyi find a foreign doctor to go there for treatment. Maybe she can cure Xiaoyi's disease." In fact, he did want to avoid him.

I can't see him.

Stay away.

"Your aunt's doctor?" Gu Ze was suspicious and frowned slightly. "Your aunt will kindly help you find a doctor?" It seemed that he thought of something and said, "did your aunt ask you for medical expenses?"

"No, my aunt really helped Xiaoyi find a doctor this time." All his doubts were dispelled after seeing the doctor and making some understanding.

"How much is the medical fee?"

"About five million."

Gu Ze suddenly put down his chopsticks and sniffed, "it's really a lion's mouth. Your aunt has a good plan. "

Meng Fu did not speak, but there was a steelyard in his heart. The sad side had the upper hand.

Gu Ze stared at Meng Fu and said seriously, "your aunt can find a doctor, so can I. Meng Fu, don't accept your aunt's help, I'll help you."