Cage

By the time Xiao Yuan realized something was wrong, Duan Yu'an had already jumped into the lake a day earlier. Somehow, he managed to sleep until the next evening.

Because Duan Yu'an put drugs in the bowl of dumplings on the winter solstice.

The child has done nothing wrong. Although I cannot hide it from him, I still want him to know it later.

A little later, a little later...

Xiao Yuan ran out of the house, wearing only a single piece of clothing. The scraping wind was like a sharp blade, cutting into his heart, which was beating rapidly due to panic, leaving a ravine on the verge of tearing.

He rushed down the street he'd walked a million times, like a headless fly, not knowing where to go. He bumped into many people but didn't bother to care. The howling wind roared, as if mocking his incompetence.

——Alas, no one has collected the body of the woman who jumped into the lake?

——Yeah, I guess there’s no one at home, so I can only be a lonely ghost!

The conversation of several people was captured.

Xiao Yuan rushed forward and grabbed the man's collar, gasping for breath, "What kind of woman is jumping into the lake?!"

The man didn't understand what was going on and just replied blankly, "It's that nameless lake west of the city. Don't you know it?"

Xiao Yuan let go of his hand and headed over there, weaving through the crowd like a madman, his bones aching. He didn't know how much he hoped that person wasn't Duan Ou'an. He would rather Duan Yu'an was delayed by something.

Reality wouldn't deceive him. When he saw the lonely female corpse lying on the ground from afar, his heart was already dead. That person looked too much like his mother. He cruelly killed his only hope.

That fact weighed down on him like a rock, breaking his normally straight back. A tearing pain shot through his chest, and the chasm in his heart collapsed in that instant, the shattered stone pounding his internal organs.

He lay on the ground and helped Duan Yu'an up, tears falling on his pale face like beads from a broken string. He knelt on the ground helplessly, sobbing like a trapped animal.

How could you leave so early? You said you wanted to see me get crowned and to choose a name for me.

Why did you break your promise?

The sincere heart that once beat violently has returned to calmness, like a lake without waves, an indifferent withered flower, and an unshakable rock.

Return to heaven and earth forever.

By the time Xiao Yuan finally felt less pain, it was already dark. He originally wanted to take Duan Yu'an back, but suddenly he remembered the letter he saw before leaving.

He finally decided to bury her here.

His bones haven't grown yet, and his hands are not even as big as Duan Yu'an's.

The soil in this area was hard and he didn't have any suitable tools, so he could only dig with his hands.

Xiao Yuan stubbornly dug at the dirt, soon creating a medium-sized pit. His fingertips were cut by the stones mixed in the soil, and mud and blood clotted onto his hands.

It was a pain that went straight to the heart.

Xiao Yuan buried Duan Yu'an only when there was no one on the street, and then dragged his lifeless body back.

Back to the house that belonged to them.

Xiao Yuan sat on the bed, which was neither soft nor hard, and looked at the candle, the flame of which was flickering.

For some unknown reason, he knocked over the candle.

The wooden table instantly caught fire, growing more intense. Then, other items in the room began to burn, creating a thick cloud of smoke. Xiao Yuan's breathing unconsciously became heavier and faster as the smoke entered his lungs through his nose. He instinctively took deep breaths, but even more smoke was inhaled.

"I feel so uncomfortable, I just want to die like this..." he thought.

"Was mother also in so much pain at that time?" No, she must have been in so much pain a hundred times more than this.

He started coughing and felt like vomiting. Xiao Yuan covered his chest and retched, but in fact he hadn't eaten anything since he opened his eyes. He couldn't vomit anything, but he felt like he was going to vomit out his internal organs.

His instinct for survival drove him to run out the door, his legs shaking uncontrollably, weak, and the corners of his eyes reddened by tears. He collapsed against the door, leaning against the worn wooden door, which creaked with his constant struggle.

Xiao Hua's vision was blurry, clouded by smoke and tears. Her consciousness began to dissipate, and pain seeped through her limbs and bones, penetrating her soul.

The sea of ​​fire engulfed most of the house. When a cluster of flames wrapped around the corner of Xiao Yuan's clothes, he didn't know where he got a strong desire to survive from.

No, I can't die!

I don't want to die!

Xiao Yuan suddenly stood up and threw himself against the wooden door with all his might. The already precarious door was slammed open with a loud bang. He used his hands and feet to escape the house, smoke pouring out.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath, tears covering his face. The suffocation finally disappeared, but his internal organs still felt a burning pain.

Later, he met Yin Heng.

Stayed in Lingcang Peak forever.

The old friend is gone, the past is forgotten. Its roots are deep in the fertile soil, growing barbs that cut him blood every time it pulls out.

But his lover had a right to know.

Yin Heng felt a pang of bitterness after hearing this, but was also glad that he had kept him. He knelt on one knee. Xiao Yuan's expression was unclear, and his eyes were silent.

Yin Heng rubbed his earlobe with his fingertips, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily. "No wonder you refused to tell me when I asked you before. Why are you bringing it up now?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in these words.

Yin Heng felt a sudden pang of cold liquid on the back of his hand. He froze visibly for a moment before hearing the man say, "Because I miss my mother."

Xiao Yuan looked up at Yin Heng's bewildered eyes and said, "I like you, I can only tell you..."

Yin Heng leaned over and kissed away his tears, his tongue occasionally brushing against his cheek. The taste was bitter, just like the sufferings of the world.

"You can tell me anything, I'm all ears." He stretched out his hand and pulled Xiao Yuanlou into his arms, rubbing his ears against hers, and gently kissed the slightly red tip of her ear with unspeakable love.

"I once said that mutual affection is both easy and difficult. Your affection for me is the greatest blessing of my life. But I would rather you be like the bright moon in the mountains, a god atop the clouds, sitting firmly on a high platform, looking down upon all living beings."

Xiao Yuan burst out laughing for a moment.

"I am not the bright moon, nor am I a deity in the nine heavens. I cannot look down upon all living beings, but I also have you in my eyes."

Yin Heng's heart softened upon hearing this. He rarely heard sweet nothings from Xiao Yuan. These few short sentences were filled with affection.

The ice and snow melt, revealing green mountains.

That was the spring breeze that he embraced, blowing on the most secret place, and then the white flowers swayed, full of fragrance.

Yin Heng kissed from the tip of the ear, holding the soft earlobe in his mouth, scraping and biting it with the tip of his teeth from time to time. Then he rained down kisses on the chin, the cheek, the chin, the corner of the lips, and finally the lips very gently and devoutly.

Just like the wind blowing the catkins, it is a tenderness that cannot be lingered.

He held Xiao Yuan's lips, sucking and kissing his perfectly plump lower lip, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the crack between his lips to explore. When Xiao Yuan's teeth loosened, revealing a gap, he probed into his mouth and entangled with him, and when he felt that Xiao Yuan was having trouble breathing, he slowed down his movements.

Yin Heng's legs were numb, so he stood up, one hand supporting the table, the other clasping Xiao Yuan's head. The man tilted his head back to meet her, and they separated only after their tongues had numbed.

He saw that the man's lips were slightly red and swollen, glistening with moisture. He rubbed his thumb over the wet lips, wiping away the saliva around them.

"I want to drink." Xiao Yuan's lips parted, his voice hoarse. Yin Heng thought for a moment and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get it, okay?"

Xiao Yuan nodded.

Yin Heng bent down and kissed the tip of his nose, then walked out the door. He went to the pear tree at Fengyu Terrace and dug out a jar of pear blossom wine.

That was planted without Xiao Yuan's knowledge when he came of age.

Yin Heng returned quickly, carrying a jar of pear blossom wine. He opened the seal, and the aroma of wine, faintly scented with pear blossoms, wafted towards him. Xiao Yuan couldn't hold his liquor well, so Yin Heng, fearing he might get drunk, sat down beside him and filled half a cup from a celadon cup about two finger joints high.

Xiao Yuan held the wine glass to his lower lip and took a sip. It was refreshing and sweet at first, with a bitter aftertaste. Yin Heng couldn't resist pouring himself a glass. Just as he was about to tell him to drink slowly, he turned around and saw that his glass was almost empty.

This pear blossom wine is not strong, but it is easy to get drunk.

Before Yin Heng could drink, he saw Xiao Yuan's face flushed and he wanted to touch the jar, so he quickly held his hand down and said, "Don't drink, Ah Han, you're going to get drunk."

Xiao Yuan didn't move, and the situation remained deadlocked for a moment.

Seeing that Yin Heng refused to let go, Xiao Yuan got angry and angrily told him to let go. However, when he said that, his voice was a little breathy, which made him sound like a spoiled child.

Xiao Yuan reached out again, intending to pull him away. The alcohol had made him a lot less intelligent, and he ended up throwing himself on top of Yin Heng. Yin Heng then grabbed him in his arms, preventing him from moving, and whispered to him, "Stop messing around. You've already drunk enough. Why don't you get some rest?"

Xiao Yuan resisted fiercely, thrashing around in his arms until she nearly jumped off the stool and sat on top of Yin Heng. Yin Heng's bones were softened by the rubbing, but Xiao Yuan still looked up at him, her eyes saying, "I want more."

Yin Heng refused to let him go, and the man started moving around again, rubbing against him, his lips accidentally brushing against his neck. Yin Heng gulped down the wine in his glass, then held his chin in his mouth, forcefully prying his lips and teeth apart for the first time, passing the wine over mouthful by mouthful, hooking his tongue and sucking it, grinding Xiao Yuan's lips, sinking them deeply.

“Hmm…”

Xiao Yuan whimpered, and then his lips were loosened, and the wine ran down the corner of his mouth. Yin Heng tilted his head to lick the wet mark clean, and asked him hoarsely, "Have you had enough?"

Xiao Yuan is usually very well-behaved, but he becomes noisy when drunk.

Yin Heng held his hands and put them behind his back, "Stop rubbing against me, go to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, picked up Xiao Yuan horizontally, stepped off the stool and stuffed him into the quilt.

It's wrapped up like a rice dumpling, but still not obedient.

Yin Heng sighed softly, took off his coat, and lay on the couch, pressing Xiao Yuan into his arms, face to face. Xiao Yuan calmed down a little, and his steady breathing sprayed on his chest. Yin Heng rubbed his chin against the top of his head, "Ahan, go to sleep, I'll hold you."

The two bodies were pressed tightly together, almost kneading themselves into each other's bones and blood, their heartbeats resonating and their souls resonating.

They are all the dancing sparks in each other's lives, forming a cage around them, willing to fall into it, and not afraid of death.