Rage (13)
[Ding, the rage value has risen to 20%, please be informed. ]
Song Shu was still being held by Song Chen's hand, and was stunned for a moment, "Why did it go up? Who is angry?"
Song Shu was puzzled, and turned around to find Song Chen looking at him grimly.
Good man, right next to him.
Like a small animal meeting a real big bad wolf, Song Shu's first reaction was to run, but he was forcibly pulled back, and was pressed down on the bed after a dizzy spell.
Song Chen's breathing was very disordered and unusually fast.
Song Shu's hands were crossed above his head and held tightly by Song Chen, his fair wrists were stained pink like rouge. In this situation, if the person who overpowered him was not Song Chen, Song Shu would scream.
Song Chen pressed him down and slowly approached him as if testing him. This test seemed to be done while he was not in a clear state of mind.
Song Shu stretched out his hand to block Song Chen's chest, and Song Chen was like a beast awakening, with scorching eyes. Song Shu flinched for a moment, and then loosened his hand, so Song Chen moved closer, his breath spraying on the side of his neck.
This distance is unavoidable for both breathing and heartbeat.
Song Shu blushed, and the sweet fragrance of Song Chen filled his breath. It smelled good, but now it was like an aphrodisiac, making him dizzy.
I clearly use this same scented shower gel every night, and it's the same one that Song Chen uses. How come Song Chen has such strong hormones?
Song Shu had also been drugged, so he could understand Song Chen's beastly behavior of mistook him for someone else and pinning him down on the bed, sniffing his neck. If he hadn't been impotent in his last life, he would have probably been quite beastly.
But being pressed all the time is not a solution. Song Shu had difficulty breathing and pushed Song Chen's head, "Brother, why don't you take some ice cubes."
Song Chen didn't move, didn't answer, and kept sniffing him like a dog. Song Shu wondered if Song Chen was about to lose his mind, after all, this drug was quite weird.
Song Shu probably knew at this time that Song Chen was not impotent, so the situation certainly could not be compared with when he was impotent.
One can't vent, while the other is full of energy and can vent, how can they be the same?
But everyone can probably eat ice cubes, right?
The naive Song Shu was still struggling to sit up and get some ice for Song Chen, but was pushed back down again after a while. Song Chen was impatient: "Why are you moving around?"
Song Shu: “…”
You're using him as a pillow, right?
Song Chen's breathing became faster and faster. Their skins were touching, and Song Shu could feel Song Chen's crazy beating heart.
If Song Chen continues to smell it like this, it will never end. He is not a medicine, what's the point of smelling him?
Professional matters require professional ice cubes.
Song Shu was determined and used his free hand to grab Song Chen's hair and force him to look up. "Brother, I'm serious. You have to eat ice cubes."
"How can I get you ice if you won't let me move?"
Song Shu's tone was extremely serious; he was really thinking about Song Chen.
Just like he hadn't noticed before, Song Chen touched his head and held the back of his neck. Those small movements were full of control. Song Shu felt that there was nothing wrong with the actions he made in a hurry.
Just scratching my hair, what's the matter?
However, in this kind of situation, grabbing hair became a form of complete control, like tightening the leash of a wolfhound. He was the only one who was pure and unselfish, and Song Chen was already full of lust, his eyes red and fierce as he looked at him.
The biting gaze seemed to break him and render him completely speechless.
Song Shu grabbed Song Chen's hair, which was short and hard, but surprisingly soft, which was different from his cold and sharp-tongued personality. Song Chen's lips were red, his eyelids were slightly raised, and his dark eyes stared at him.
Song Shu knew that his action was indeed a bit of an insubordination, after all, Song Chen was not only his brother, but also his superior.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but loosen his grip a little, "Let me go, I'll get some ice cubes, and you can eat them."
Only a low light was on in the bedroom. The corners of Song Shu's slightly red eyes looked like a small hook. Song Chen just looked at her quietly, as if he didn't trust her.
Song Shu: "*..."
Song Shu completely let go of his hand, as if surrendering: "Ok ok, I'll let you go first, and you let me go too."
Song Chen also let him go.
Song Chen stepped back and sat back on the carpet, his hands on his bent legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up."
Song Chen was a large heater. The air became much fresher after he left. Song Shu rubbed his wrist and muttered, "If you had let me go earlier, I could have been faster."
Song Chen remained silent, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions.
Song Shu didn't waste any more words, and slipped out of the room to turn on the ice machine. Afraid that Song Chen couldn't wait, he went to the refrigerator to scoop out a handful of spare drink ice cubes, and poured them all into the bowl. He slipped back into the room and placed them in front of Song Chen like a treasure, and diligently imparted his experience: "Chew it, this way you don't need to take a cold shower, and it will quickly cool you down."
Song Chen has helped him a lot during this period, and it's a good thing that he now has experience that can come in handy.
555 couldn't help but complain: [This is ridiculous, what kind of experience is this! ]
"What do you care about me?"
Song Shu watched Song Chen pick up a piece of ice and put it in his mouth.
The lips are a shade redder than usual.
Song Chen looks really different after taking the medicine. He seems to be more handsome than usual. Maybe it’s because his hormones are releasing more strongly?
These are the cola-flavored ice cubes that Song Shu had frozen earlier. Seeing Song Chen eat them one by one, he felt a little greedy and wanted to eat some too.
Song Shu swallowed and said, "Brother, ice cubes, are they delicious?"
Song Chen's slightly damp hair covered his eyes, his chin slightly raised, a coffee-colored ice cube between his teeth. He still had his legs bent, in front of him was the cola-flavored ice cube Song Shu had placed, Song Shu squatted in front of him, hugging her legs, her eyes following the movement of the ice cube.
"Want to eat?"
Song Shu swallowed again and said, "Neither do you have any, just eat..." That's it.
Before he finished speaking, Song Shu was unexpectedly pulled over. Song Chen's breathing was still rapid, and Song Shu could smell the taste of cola between his lips and teeth. Song Chen took a piece of ice in his hand and approached Song Shu, who stared at the ice.
Unguarded and with some envious looks.
For no apparent reason, Song Chen's emotions reached a peak.
It was not simple anger, nor was it emotion, but a more complex, dark feeling that wanted to harm Song Shu.
He wanted to kill Song Shu.
It wasn't just a thought that popped up once or twice, it was like it had been lingering in my brain for a long time, and only now did it dare to come to me with the help of the so-called ridiculous drug effect.
Song Chen was very calm and he knew exactly what he was doing.
He held the ice cube against Song Shu's lips, his eyes condescending and somewhat nonchalantly evil.
Regardless of whether Song Shu opened his lips or not, he put the ice cube against Song Shu's teeth. Song Shu seemed to want to speak, and he just opened his mouth slightly, and the ice cube touched the tip of his tongue again.
Warm tongue tip.
Song Chen pressed Song Shu's lips, preventing him from closing his mouth. The ice cube was on the tip of his tongue, and the cold and hot mixed together. Song Shu's breathing quickened. He grabbed Song Chen's hand and wanted to close his mouth, but Song Chen controlled his hand again. He could only be forced to tilt his head back, and saliva uncontrollably overflowed from his lips.
Song Chen whispered: "Don't you want to eat? Why don't you eat?"
Song Shu: "*..."
Can I open my mouth?
Song Chen, it's fine if you were drugged, but why are you being so perverted towards me? !
Song Shu was a little angry. He used the tip of his tongue to push the ice away. Song Chen pressed his tongue again. He became even angrier and bit Song Chen's hand without caring.
The ice cube was not very big, so he simply bit it into pieces, then bit Song Chen's hand. Song Chen took his hand back only after tasting a bit of blood in his mouth.
The smell of cola mixed with blood, someone else's blood.
Song Shu felt so uncomfortable in his mouth that he swore that he would never crave ice cubes in Coke again. He quickly got up and found a tissue box, and spat out all the broken ice cubes and blood in his mouth. He tried to hold it in but couldn't hold it in anymore and ran to the bathroom again. He brushed his teeth twice and spit out mouthwash several times before he felt much better.
Turning off the tap, he kept complaining to 555: "Song Chen is just a fucking dou s, no wonder no one wants him even though he's still single."
That action just now was too much even if he was drugged! !
555: [……]
It was really impressed. Only Song Shu could not only get along with an adult man who was taller than him in such an occasion, but also think of eating the ice cubes he used to relieve fever.
Does Song Shu know what he meant by these words? Considering Song Shu's lack of ability, 555 is sure that Song Shu is most likely not clear about it, and even thinks it is okay for him to ask this question.
Be a straight man who makes a gay, God will strike you down. But in Song Shu's case, it becomes a straight man who unconsciously bends a straight man to a gay position. In terms of natural flirting, who can compare to Song Shu?
555 felt that Song Shu would be raped sooner or later.
555 did not comment on Song Shu's question. After all, even if it did, Song Shu would still think it was nonsense and get angry and say that he brought the ice cubes and couldn't he eat a bite!
If it said that all those men were coveting him, Song Shu might not want to do the mission anymore.
555 held his forehead: [I have good news for you. The rage value has risen to 25%. ]
Song Shu walked out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to get the ice cubes for Song Chen.
If it weren't for the fact that Song Chen took such good care of him, he would have abandoned Song Chen and slept on the street long ago.
Yes, sleeping on the street. After all, he is now living under someone else's roof, and if he leaves Song Chen behind, he can only sleep on the street like this QAQ
555 was shocked by Song Shu's self-awareness and was so happy that he wanted to die.
Song Shu slandered Song Chen in his heart and threw down the ice cube unhappily, "Eat quickly, or you will have to work overtime tomorrow."
Song Chen was still sitting in his original position, and seemed to be much more sober.
Song Shu felt that he should remind Song Chen that he was doing this for him. So he added unnecessarily: "If you weren't my brother, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you."
However, no one knew what nerve this sentence touched in Song Chen, the air pressure in the entire bedroom became extremely terrifying. Song Shu noticed it early on and turned around and ran away the second before Song Chen lost his temper.
After closing the bedroom door, Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "Sure enough, men who take Chinese medicine are not easy to mess with."
The mind is like a needle in the sea, unpredictable.
…
Under the dim light in the bedroom, Song Chen reached out to take the ice cubes in the bowl, staring at the direction Song Shu ran away, suppressing the urge to catch Song Shu and hold him under him.
As the ice cubes entered my mouth, the coldness took away some of the heat, and rationality seemed to return a little, but those thoughts only increased and were still stirring.
Song Chen chewed the ice cube expressionlessly. The finger on his right hand that was bitten by Song Shu was still bleeding, so the ice cube also had a bit of bloody smell.
He unzipped his pants and bent his legs again.
Song Shu won’t come back anyway.
Song Chen tilted his head, his facial features were deep, his Adam's apple was rolling, his hair slightly covered his eyes, and the wet shirt on his upper body faintly outlined his muscles, like a beast who had finally taken off his camouflage suit, no longer a self-disciplined gentleman, but a wild and unrestrained one, making people always feel that what he was holding in his mouth should not be an ice cube, but a cigarette.
Song Chen fiddled with magic objects, and the smell of blood filled the air.
He thought casually that Song Shu would not dare to come back.
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The next day was the weekend, and Song Shu was justified in staying in bed. When he got up, Song Chen had already left, leaving a note on the table, still saying that he was not allowed to order takeout, and the meal was ready and put in the refrigerator.
Song Shu had been eating Song Chen's cooking for almost half a month, and today he felt like eating takeout. It wasn't that Song Chen's cooking wasn't delicious, it was just that after eating too much of home-cooked food, he would occasionally want to eat some "game".
Song Shu opened the refrigerator and saw the meal for one that Song Chen had left for him. He was thinking about how to make room for takeout.
After closing the refrigerator, washing his face and drinking his first glass of water at noon, Song Shu lay on the sofa, holding his phone in his hand to order takeout.
555 was a little puzzled, [Have you forgotten what happened last night? ]
Song Shu didn't go out the whole night last night. He hid in his room watching anime. He seemed very carefree. But if he didn't react at all today, he would be too carefree.
Song Shu moved his phone away and said confidently: "What do you know? This is social etiquette."
"Song Chen doesn't care about it anymore. If I bring it up again, wouldn't that just be embarrassing for myself?"
Generally, the parties involved don't care, and Song Shu certainly won't take it to heart.
[………What a perverse logic that makes sense. ]
Song Shu: "In short, life doesn't have that many spectators. Just let go of things that need to be let go. Who would remember your embarrassing things all day long?"
555 glanced at the camera in its hand, and after a moment of silence, it still didn't want to let Song Shu go. It bowed gracefully: [Please watch the VCR. ]
“This milk is so big!”
"My wife is so cute, this must be magic!"
"What do you know? I just like being on top!"
"Ice Coke, is it good?"
This time, 555, together with a dynamic DJ, turned Song Shu's famous sayings into a ghostly rap.
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu was in agony and Ke Yun held his head, "555 F**K!"
…
Following Song Shu's accusation, 555 stopped its evil behavior.
Even so, according to Song Shu himself, his spirit was still greatly damaged and he urgently needed a first aid kit such as milk tea, fried chicken and grilled cold noodles to save his life.
After ordering takeout, Song Shu threw his phone aside and lay down peacefully. After lying there for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there any news from the headquarters?"
555 looked at the mailbox, [No.]
Oh, I can continue to be bad again.
Song Shu closed his eyes again.
"It doesn't matter. My anger value is 25%, which is already a quarter. It will be over soon."
555: [The light boat has hit a huge iceberg. ]
An hour later, all the takeout ordered by Song Shu arrived, and he also heated up the food Song Chen left for him.
His current plan is to eat half of Song Chen’s meal and the other half of takeout. If Song Chen comes back and asks why he can’t finish the meal, he will just have to say weakly that he has no appetite.
Song Shu felt like a genius. He laid out the food on the table: milk tea, cola, fried chicken, grilled cold noodles, grilled sausages, grilled sweet potatoes, and the healthy meals made by Song Chen. Then he took out his game console, lay on the sofa, and started a wonderful day.
555 is hard to describe: […What a rubbish package, it feels like you can stay on the sofa forever. ]
Song Shu raised his middle finger: "Thank you for the compliment."
Song Shu was playing games and eating at the same time, and in the middle of the meal he received a call from Gu Chuyue.
It's still on external speakers.
After yesterday’s failed sad confession, the three military advisors summarized the reasons for Gu Chuyue’s failure.
Finally, I encouraged Gu Chuyue to try again and decided not to bother with those pre-swings this time. Yesterday’s failure must have been because Gu Chuyue’s pre-swing was too long.
Gu Chuyue drank Coke with tears in his eyes, and at the same time, he pondered over the only straw that Song Shu had used, and vowed to tell Song Shu what was in his heart.
So there was another phone call today, but this call was not just an ordinary call!
Gu Chuyue mustered up his courage and said, "Brother, I have something to tell you."
Song Shu was still playing games. He took a sip of milk tea and asked, "What's the matter?"
Song Shu still has a Brahmin mentality towards Gu Chuyue. He thinks he should tolerate Yuchun's bad behavior.
Gu Chuyue seemed to be testing or hinting: "I accidentally sent the wrong message, didn't you see it?"
"My roommate sent this, it's so stupid, don't take it seriously!"
After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone.
Song Shu's curiosity was aroused, and since the game was waiting for matching, he simply opened his phone.
12:35:15
Bad Current: [I actually have something I want to say to you]
[I have liked you for a long time. I have watched anime with you for so long and I always think you are a very interesting person (500 words omitted below)]
12:40:24
Bad real-time: [Fuck, this was sent by my roommate!!]
[Brother, don’t believe me! Ahhh, I’m going to beat this bastard to death when I get back!]
Song Shu was not interested. That was it? He thought it was some kind of prank message.
Beware of the chirp balancing principle: [One glance is fake]
…
On the other side, Gu Chuyue and the three military advisors were excited as they placed their cell phones on a stool with the screens turned off while waiting for news.
Military Advisor No. 1: "This move of mine will definitely work! Retreat to advance! It's really genius!"
The other two military advisors said: "Great, it's really great!"
Gu Chuyue stared at his phone anxiously waiting for news: "Is he here or not? Should I call him again to remind him?"
"What's the hurry?"
Gu Chuyue waited, and the next second the phone finally rang!
He excitedly opened his phone:
——[One look fake]
?
The four people in the dormitory were collectively corrupted.
…
Half an hour later, the most intelligent military strategist No. 3 launched an attack: "Just call him and tell him! This is the cheapest way."
After two failed confessions, Gu Chuyue had a twisted mask of pain on his face, and he thought about just burning his boats.
Thus, the third confession phone call was born, and out of Yuchun's tolerance for bad guys, Song Shu still answered it.
Song Shu sipped his milk tea and asked, "Hello?"
"Brother, I think," Gu Chuyue was so nervous that he had difficulty breathing. He didn't dare to say it too obviously, for he was afraid that Song Shu would not understand what he meant, and he was also afraid that Song Shu would reject him fiercely after understanding what he meant, and then they would no longer be friends.
This is not the first time that Gu Chuyue has escaped from the battlefield. After the first time, he will only become more and more skilled.
He stammered and struggled to utter a single word, his mind full of thoughts about what to do if Song Shu rejected him. This was a direct confession, completely different from the previous two times.
He was rejected directly. We can't even be friends. We can't even watch anime and chat with each other. In fact, Song Shu has a goddess, which means he likes girls. Isn't it a death sentence for him to rush to confess?
Song Shu only treated him as a friend.
Friends are good, but they are greedy.
No one can help but be greedy when being friends with Song Shu. First, they are bewitched by that face, and then they are also bewitched by that good personality. They will comfort him, be willing to go to the police station to bail him out, and will not blame him if he does something wrong.
But can he afford the price of greed?
Just like the straw abandoned by Song Shu, he only has that straw. Can he bear to lose it?
Thinking of this, Gu Chuyue felt a tearing pain in his heart, and all the courage he had to fight to the end disappeared. He didn't want to hint anymore and wanted to hang up the phone, but his three military advisors refused to let him hang up. So a war for cell phones broke out in the dormitory.
Gu Chuyue was silent for a long time, and there was a chaotic buzzing sound like a mosquito fighting. Song Shu wondered: "Hello?"
Song Shu's voice came clearly from the phone. Several military advisors became extremely anxious and lowered their voices, wishing they could speak up for Gu Chuyue.
The battle for the phone was still going on. Gu Chuyue was surrounded by three people and replied with some difficulty: "Brother, don't pay attention to me, hang up quickly!"
Song Shu was even more puzzled: "You called and then hung up. Is there something wrong with you?"
The sound of killing in the game came from Song Shu's side, and Gu Chuyue was still trying to snatch the phone.
One of the dog-headed military advisors couldn't help it, "Listen to me, I know why Gu Chuyue called you!!"
Song Shu's curiosity was also aroused. "What's going on? Is it the new adapted TV series you talked about yesterday? Which comic was adapted from?"
Gu Chuyue: “…”
Three dog-headed military advisors: "..."
I can’t stand it anymore, keep dawdling!!
Dog-headed military advisor: "No! He is calling now just to talk to you... um...!!"
“I said I know,… umm…!!”
Gu Chuyue couldn't grab the phone, so he started covering people's mouths in desperation. He covered two people's mouths in one breath and wanted to rush over to grab the phone.
After a while, Song Shu became silent, and even the sound of killing in the game disappeared.
After a moment of silence, it was Song Shu's voice.
“……???”
"I don't discriminate against homosexuals, you guys are having a lot of fun hahaha,"
Beep, beep, the phone was hung up.
…
In 20x, four people in a university dormitory died due to moral violations.
——
Song Shu hung up the phone, still feeling scared, "I was having so much fun, we kissed each other straight away."
555 Crossed Legs: [Of course not. ]
He mumbled, as if afraid that no one could hear him.
Forget it, as long as he is not gay, Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to play games on the console.
But he didn't expect Gu Chuyue to send him a message like crazy, saying that they were not doing Yinpa.
Song Shu said it was okay and that he respected and understood, then continued playing games.
Gu Chuyue became even more frantic after receiving the news. He was like a student who was misunderstood by the teacher and wanted to explain frantically, but in the end the teacher wouldn't even let him into the office.
Gu Chuyue didn't dare to make any more phone calls. He sent messages but Song Shu refused to listen. After torturing himself and the three military advisors, Gu Chuyue finally understood.
——Song Shu was definitely not going to take it if he tried to use soft tactics, so he was going to use hard tactics! !
In short, two attempts at confession ended in misunderstanding, and Gu Chuyue turned evil.
Song Shu didn't know about Gu Chuyue's dark psychological process. Even if he knew, he would still show respect, because we in the second dimension are very easy to darken.jpg
Gu Chuyue didn't send any more messages afterwards, and Song Shu felt really relaxed, spending the entire afternoon playing games crazily for leisure and entertainment.
It was not until Song Chen was about to come back that Song Shu hurriedly packed up the takeaway boxes and meals. He also took the opportunity to take two bites of the completely cold rice made by Song Chen, just to let Song Chen see that he had really eaten.
But he couldn't bear to throw away the takeaway food, after all, he had paid for it, so Song Shu took a few more bites while cleaning up.
Hearing footsteps at the door, Song Shu quickly began to clean up the takeaway garbage and piled it all in his room, leaving only a plate on the table.
After doing all this, he quickly lay back on the sofa and picked up the game console and got ready.
Soon, the door was pushed open.
There was the rustling sound of someone changing shoes. Song Chen tugged at his tie and glanced at the person on the sofa. "What did you have for lunch?"
Song Chen put on a suit and turned back into the self-disciplined and prudent brother. The line called morality tightly imprisoned and whipped his body.
He acted as if nothing happened yesterday, and even took a closer look at the leftover meal from Song Shu.
"It seems I didn't eat much today."
Song Shu held the game console and tried his best to pretend to be listless. "I don't have much appetite."
"belch."
A burp.
"No," Song Shu sat up with sweat all over his body, "I really didn't eat well, burp——"
Song Chen: “…”
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