Greed & Laziness (4)
Song Shu left the banquet, and the marks on his abdomen were so hot that he was irritated. The waiter provided by the banquet took off his clothes, and there were also large red marks on his back and wrists.
Song Shu looked very unhappy.
It wasn't because of the marks on his back. He had turned on the pain blocking function, so he felt nothing at all. What made him feel bad was the marks on his abdomen that kept heating up and urging him to eat, as well as the sharp fangs growing between his lips and tongue.
After taking off his clothes, Song Shu quickly scanned the marks on his abdomen. The originally black marks had turned an ambiguous red due to the heat, and the shape was hard to understand. It was very complicated, like the magic spells he had memorized.
Song Shu grabbed the hem of her clothes and pulled them up. She lowered her head and glanced around casually. With a creak, the door behind her opened.
Song Shu was feeling annoyed and looked over without any expression.
The magic lights in the locker room were perfunctory. Song Shu couldn't see who was coming. The person on the other side didn't say anything, but closed the door politely.
Outside the door, Qiao Qing trotted over and said, "President, why are you here?"
The boy whom he called "President" was silent for a while, and subconsciously blocked the door of the locker room: "I took the wrong road."
Qiao Qing smiled: "I knew you were directionally challenged, so I came to find you. Shall we go back?"
"Oh, by the way, aren't you in charge of that murder case? Do you have any more information? I'm a little interested."
It just so happens that Song Shu wants to know this information, so he can use the information to start a conversation with Song Shu tomorrow.
Qiao Qing followed Ji Ting and looked at him with just the right amount of admiration. Under his aura, few people could resist such a gaze.
Ji Ting's mind was filled with the scene he had just seen in the locker room.
The back is smooth and shiny, the shoulder blades are slightly protruding, thin but not weak, the waist is slender, and the bright red marks spread to the lower back, like horizontal branches, a very beautiful body.
It's also a vampire body.
Ji Ting turned around, a smile slowly spread across his lips, "Qiao Qing, what was the name of the squad leader you met on the balcony before?"
"What's wrong?"
Qiao Qing looked a little surprised, and also felt a sense of crisis. Could it be that Ji Ting fell in love with Song Shu?
No, how could the two people he liked fall in love with each other?
Qiao Qing jokingly asked, "What about Song Shu? Is the president interested in him?"
Ji Ting: "Student Union matters."
Qiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you liked him."
Ji Ting didn't respond, and Qiao Qing didn't continue the topic. They had already walked to the door of the lounge.
The door opened ahead of time, revealing a cute baby-faced man: "Why are you back just now?"
Qiao Qing blinked: "Of course it's because President Ji got lost."
…
When Song Shu returned home, Qin Sang had not yet gone to bed. She was trying to doze off at the dining table, with three or four dishes on the table.
Song Shu changed into slippers and said helplessly: "Go to sleep if you are tired. You don't have to wait for me."
Qin Sang rubbed his brows and yawned: "Brother, you haven't eaten today."
Song Shu paused and looked at the food on the table. "I've eaten. There was dessert at the banquet. It was delicious."
Qin Sang stood up: "You know that's not what I'm talking about."
"All vampires need to eat."
He yawned and pulled Song Shu to the sofa.
Qin Sang has a dark complexion, which contrasts with Song Shu's pale skin after he becomes a vampire.
Qin Sang and Song Shu were both orphans and could not live in a good house, so the sofa was naturally not of good quality either. When Song Shu sat down on it, he felt the rough and stiff texture.
Qin Sang leaned against his shoulder and neck, and said in a tired voice: "Bite me quickly,..."
The mark on Song Shu's abdomen was getting hotter, his whole body was burning hot, and his spirit was high. He didn't have to use much strength, and Qin Sang had already fallen asleep with her head resting on his shoulder.
“………”Young people are in good health and fall asleep immediately. So who worked all night? ?
Song Shu was a little speechless.
On the narrow sofa, male bodies that had not yet grown up were overlapped. Qin Sang's head was leaning on Song Shu's shoulder and neck, and his breath was also sprayed near his collarbone.
Song Shu lay on his back, the marks on his abdomen warming up because of such a brief contact. There was not much friction between their bodies, but his mind was a mess.
Song Shu knew that this was a sexual addiction, and had nothing to do with eating. He cursed and tried to move Qin Sang away, but Qin Sang opened his eyes again.
Qin Sang bit Song Shu's earlobe and said in a very sleepy voice: "Song Shu, I feel it, you want it."
Song Shu: “…”
Aren't you going to fall asleep? Why are you saying such things? ? ?
Song Shu pushed Qin Sang without any expression and said, "Get out of the way and go back to your room to sleep. Isn't it uncomfortable to be squeezed in here?"
Qin Sang muttered: "You said you liked the sofa, brother, we had sex on the sofa for the first time."
Song Shu was stunned for a moment as some memories were brought back. Qin Sang clung to him like a koala, her lips and tongue wet, "Don't you remember? I wasn't originally a vampire."
“You transformed me.”
Qin Sang didn't open his eyes, and licked Song Shu's chin with his barbed tongue: "Father."
"Or rather, father?"
Qin Sang licked his lips and hugged Song Shu like an otter again.
All those damn memories of the background settings finally rushed into Song Shu's mind, and his brain went blank for a moment.
The Qin Sang in front of him is his brother.
To be exact, it was his brother in high school.
In reality, Song Shu and Song Yinxing are four years apart in age. Except for the overlap in elementary school, Song Shu was in junior high school and Song Yinxing was in high school, and they had almost no overlapping campus life.
Junior high and high school are both busy academic periods, so the time Song Shu and Song Yinxing can meet is basically during the holidays.
At that time, Song Shu's parents had passed away. Song Shu once complained, "Brother, it would be great if I were the same age as you."
Song Yinxing poked his head and said, "If we are the same age, then I am not your brother, right?"
Song Shu: "...You are right."
After that, Song Shu never mentioned this matter again, but he still felt a little regretful that he could not go to and from school with Song Yinxing.
Now…? ?
Song Shu was incredulous and pushed Qin Sang's head. When Qin Sang looked up, he held Qin Sang's face and looked at her carefully, his expression serious: "Who are you?"
Qin Sang glanced at him: "I am your son."
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu hesitated for a moment, but still patted Qin Sang's head in a rebellious manner: "Speak human language."
If it were the adult Song Yinxing, he would definitely not dare to shoot like this.
Qin Sang was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids. He used his canine teeth to rub the small patch of skin on Song Shu's neck, and put his hands around Song Shu's thin waist: "I really am your son."
Qin Sang was originally a human being, but was transformed by him, so he should indeed call him father.
The more they talked, the more Song Shu felt the familiar high school student's bad mouth. He thought of Song Yinxing in high school who was also bad mouthed and sleepy.
His parents passed away and there were too many things to deal with. Plus, Song Yinxing didn't want him to suffer, so he borne all the hardships for him. He often stayed up late at night and slept in class during the day.
Song Shu and Song Yinxing went to parent-teacher meetings for each other. Song Shu still remembers that the teacher told him that his brother always slept in class.
Song Shu was very proud: "Well, he can get the first place in the exam even if he sleeps in class, you are worthy of being my brother." The teacher was at a loss whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. Afterwards, Song Shu was pinched on the face by several high school students. In the end, his brother drove those people away with a sour face to rescue him.
Song Shu looked at Qin Sang again. His face was not his brother's, but it was indeed his brother.
"You're going to fall asleep whether I want you to or not."
Song Shu stopped pushing Qin Sang away and touched Qin Sang's hair curiously. He had never seen Song Yinxing like this before, his hair was very soft, and although his skin was dark, he was still handsome.
Song Shu moved, wanting Qin Sang to sleep better, but unexpectedly Qin Sang grabbed his wrist, his eyelids drooping slightly, and said lazily: "Father, are you questioning me?"
Song Shu couldn't stand this name and his earlobes turned red.
Brothers, sisters, fathers and sons, the relationship between them is a bit messy.
When he was in high school, Song Yinxing had a strong desire to win, and he was not so quiet. Song Shu broke free: "You are sleepy, go to sleep."
Qin Sang put her wrist to his lips: "You haven't eaten today."
Added: "It has been cleaned."
Song Shu was unwilling, so he frowned again and emphasized: "I have washed my whole body."
“……”I’m not choosing which part to bite.
Qin Sang was stubborn and would not let go unless Song Shu ate him. Song Shu had no choice but to hold Qin Sang's hand and chew it according to his memory.
For vampires, sucking blood is an instinct. The moment they bite, their canine teeth pierce the skin and blood gushes out.
It seems like a vampire's sense of taste has been specially processed.
The blood flowed into his throat, with a mixture of sweetness, coldness and fragrance. It was not an overly irritating smell, but Song Shu's throat felt hot, and there was a warm current in his abdomen, and the marks on his body became hot very quickly.
The bright red mark spread quickly, and the branches climbed up the back. The cold white and bright red collided, giving birth to blood-red red spider lilies.
At some point, he had turned his back to Qin Sang. Qin Sang also bent her legs and looked at him with her eyebrows lowered, her fingers stroking his back.
"Dad, it's beautiful."
Song Shu gritted his teeth, somewhat embarrassed, "Don't call me that."
Qin Sang smiled and Song Shu's eyes were dazzled.
His brother used to be like this, arrogant and indifferent. But after his parents got into trouble, his brother became more stable and rarely smiled like this.
Song Shu's prints were hot, and then slowly became less hot. However, he really couldn't imagine that someone could do such a thing while feeling sleepy, and become more and more energetic as he did it.
damn it.
Song Shu finally understood why this person was so sleepy during the day!!
…
Vampires have a good recovery ability. The next day, Song Shu no longer felt sore in the waist or legs.
Qin Sang still looked like she would fall asleep in the next second, and she hung on him: "Brother, are you investigating those murders?"
Since Qin Sang is Song Yinxing, Song Shu has no need to hide it. He touched Qin Sang's face and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Shu rarely touched Song Yinxing's face. Now, looking at Qin Sang, who was about the same age as him, he still felt very novel.
Qin Sang yawned: "Be careful, I have some news to tell you."
Song Shu tilted his head: "? What?"
Qin Sang has fallen asleep.
…
Qin Sang continued in this sleeping state until the end of the class, and Song Shu reasonably suspected that she didn't want to attend the class.
Because of the position change, Qin Sang couldn't come over, and Qiao Qing spent the whole morning trying to find ways to talk to Song Shu.
Song Shu was not interested at first, but when Qiao Qing talked about the murder case, Song Shu finally became interested.
"You said that these people had an intersection with the same person before they died?"
Qiao Qing nodded: "Yes, that person should be the key suspect. I wonder if he has been arrested."
Song Shu: "Who told you?"
Qiao Qing was flustered for a moment, then tried to keep a calm face: "I heard it from others, you don't know him."
Song Shu knew that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions, but he got the answer to this question in the afternoon.
He was called away by Ji Ting.
Ji Ting: "I heard from Qiao Qing that you are interested in homicide cases."
Song Shu looked at Ji Ting as if he was looking at a huge library of clues.
Ji Ting sat behind his desk and looked at him with a smile: "Did Qiao Qing tell you that the deceased all had someone they knew in common?"
Song Shu nodded, and Ji Ting continued, "Did Qiao Qing tell you that the person the deceased knew in common was him?"
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