Chapter 53: Seven Days in the Desert (V)
Blaise remained in his position, only a fist's distance from Shen Yan, with a calm expression, not showing any embarrassment or uneasiness of being caught doing something bad.
Ana Shen didn't answer his question directly. He shifted his gaze, wiped the saliva from his lips, and suddenly smiled.
Blaise: “Funny?”
"No, I just thought of Farson." Shen Yan looked at Blaise again and said teasingly, "I thought only he could do this kind of thing."
"He is thick-skinned." Blaze: "So you are very close to him, and you allow him to eat..."
"stop."
Shen Yan quickly stopped the word that sounded weird, picked up a small section of Blaise's long hair, twisted it twice, and gently hooked it, saying in a gentle voice, "Don't press me, it's uncomfortable to talk like this."
The two of them were too close, and the light scent of lemon mint evaporated under the body temperature. It was not refreshing at all, but was lingering and ambiguous to the point of making people blush.
Blaise stared at Shen Yan for a few seconds, then stood up and knelt down.
The original prone position only allowed Ana Shen to feel Blaise’s body temperature.
Now sitting up, Shen Yan can more intuitively feel the superiority of Blaze in various aspects such as body shape.
Blaise was not embarrassed, but Ana Shen was embarrassed.
Ana Shen got out of bed silently, opened the window with the filter installed, lit a cigarette, sat on the small round table chair by the window, and exhaled deeply without any expression.
bother.
He had to re-evaluate his relationship with Blaise.
There are always a lot of people around him, and some of the straight-looking guys confess to him.
Although they couldn't return to the state of talking about everything before after the rejection, they were smart and knew what Shen Yan hated, so they hid their love deeply. In order to stay by his side and be his close friends, they didn't dare to show any flaws.
But this world is too dangerous. There is no tomorrow and people’s mental state is quite extreme.
Especially Blaise and others, they are paranoid and will do whatever it takes to get what they want.
Blaise is very kind, and Shen Yan is willing to return the same kindness.
But he really didn't think that he could go beyond being a friend and put Blaise in the position of a "lover".
Speaking of which, Shen Yan himself found it funny that he, who had done it with Ruan Zhixian so many times, was actually a member of the iron-blooded pure love party.
He will only have one lover in his life.
He should give his love completely and absolutely loyally without reservation.
He takes the lead in the relationship and makes the authoritarian judgment on who should be in this position.
Before he truly falls in love with someone, any behavior that crosses the line would disgust him.
At the cabin, Ana Shen asked Blaise to leave, giving him a chance to escape from the vortex, but he didn't leave.
If we can still pretend to be friends, that's not a bad idea.
pity.
It's getting worse and repeating the same mistakes.
Shen Yan's cigarette was half burned, and he looked through a thin layer of smoke at Blaise who was lying on the bed, unzipping his pants, holding his big cloth, and moving up and down slowly.
The two looked at each other, and Blaise sped up with an expressionless face.
Crazy.
Ana Shen said without any emotion: “Blaze, if you go back now, I can pretend that nothing happened today.”
"Pretend nothing happened, pretend." Blaise pulled his lips, his light-colored eyes overflowing with aggressive desire, and his voice was very steady:
“Alan Shen, you told a pervert who was on your bed, who wanted to violate you while you were drunk, and who was currently looking at you and masturbating while fantasizing about your orgasm, that you could pretend.”
Shen Yan: “…”
Blaise laughed, and he did it very hard as if he was punishing himself.
The abused Dabubu was still in high spirits, nodding and bowing to Ana Shen, and even shed tears of emotion under Blaise's control.
Blaze wiped away Big Boo's tears and rubbed the tears on Big Boo's body.
Blaise: "I know your alcohol tolerance. You are not drunk at all."
Shen Yan was silent.
Blaze was cut into two people above and below the waist, and he calmly asked Ana Shen: “Don’t you want to ask why I came here?”
Ana Shen dusted off the cigarette ash. She was not a person who liked to do reading comprehension, but she actually knew everything in her heart. "I didn't tell you about my arrangements for those few months in District 13, which caused you to look for me for three months. Being friends is just like this. It's better not to be friends with me, just like Valen Farsen who was kept in the dark."
"In the final analysis, you still can't accept my death, even if it's fake." Shen Yan looked at him, "You want to die for me, want to take risks for me, and want to bear all the harm I may suffer."
"You know I wouldn't let my friends do this."
"Yes." Blaise laughed softly, "You know it all... Chen Yan... Ha..."
The laughter didn't last long. Sweat broke out on Blaise's forehead. The feeling of being unable to reach the other side no matter what made him frown and feel a little irritated.
Unable to get it out, he forced the still hot large piece of cloth back in. The top of the cloth soon turned an unseemly dark color. He went to wash his hands and sat opposite Ana Shen.
There was still a quarter of the cigarette left in Ana Shen’s cigarette, and when he was about to put it out in the ashtray, Blaise stopped him and intercepted it.
Ana Shen would chew things unconsciously when thinking, and there were obvious bite marks on the cigarette holder.
Blaise didn't know how to smoke, so he imitated Ana Shen, took a deep puff from the cigarette holder, then frowned, coughed a few times, and crushed the cigarette.
Ana Shen: “It’s not a good habit, don’t learn this.”
“I didn’t learn it.” Blaze looked at Ana Shen: “I just like things that have your scent on them.”
After saying that, he turned his head away and said, "Since we are not friends, you can do whatever I want and leave me alone."
Ana Shen repeatedly savored the four words "not friends" that came out of Blaise's mouth, and laughed meaningfully, as if he had given up some burden, his eyes curved, and his tone was very relaxed, "Does that also mean that I can do things other than being friends with you?"
Blaise: “Yes.”
"Including exploitation, harm, and deception?"
"It includes exploitation, harm, and deception."
“You could die.”
Ana Shen’s words were aggressive, staring directly at Blaise, with a very faint light in his eyes, “No regrets?”
"No regrets." Blaise said softly, "I am very happy."
The light in Ana Shen’s eyes disappeared, he smiled, stood up and sat astride Blaise’s legs.
Blaise raised his head, Shen Yan held his chin, and kissed his lips lightly, leaving immediately after touching.
The cool moonlight coming in from the window covered the two people who were overlapping like a veil.
Blaise wrapped her arms around his waist, and Shen Yan buried her head in the crook of Blaise's neck, her hair that smelled of lemon mint softly touching his cheek.
Blaise couldn’t see his expression, he only heard Shen Yan say in a very soft voice:
"Leave me some hickeys."
"I'm going to use you."
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The first thing Valen did when he got up at around eight in the morning was to go find Ana Shen.
He knocked on the door twice and heard no movement from inside. He carefully pushed the door open with the door handle and saw Shen Yan sleeping soundly on the bed with the quilt curled up. He tiptoed over and wanted to kiss her secretly, but when he got to the bed, he found that Shen Yan had his eyes open and was not asleep at all.
Valen said cheerfully: “Good morning, Ana Shen, I want to kiss you.”
Ana Shen stuck out her tongue to him, Valen looked at the number on the tongue ring, froze, clenched his fists with gritted teeth, “Did Blaze come yesterday?”
Shen Yan lifted the quilt and found two bright red marks on his neck. The piece of flesh connecting his neck and shoulder seemed to be loved by the abuser. The purple teeth marks and the bright red kiss marks were almost connected into one, imprinted on his fair skin, which was particularly conspicuous.
Ana Shen seemed quite uncomfortable with his questioning, and touched the marks on his shoulder and neck, which was a little painful. His brows frowned quickly, and then returned to normal when he looked at Valen, “Yes, he left again before dawn.”
Varun was so angry that he couldn't speak.
After Ana Shen came out of the bathroom and changed into new clothes, he adjusted his mood, suppressed the desire to tear Blaze to pieces, grabbed Ana Shen roughly, and pressed him against the wall.
Ana Shen moved his wrist uncomfortably, lowering his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes, and further down were his lips that were red and swollen from being kissed. He didn't know how hard he had used, but tiny wounds were left on his lips.
Valen didn't know what he was like before, but after he lost his memory, he often felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. He felt that everything in front of him was too disgusting, so he fought violently in the underground boxing ring, venting his anger through violence.
I thought it was because I hadn’t found my wife, but now that I’ve found her, my condition has gotten worse.
He could control both of Shen Yan's wrists with one hand, and put his nose tip to the side of Shen Yan's neck to sniff. They used the same shampoo, so logically there shouldn't be any special smell, but he just felt weird, disgusting, and sick.
Smells bad.
The vague voices kept lingering in his head. The squashed buns jumped around. This time they didn't say anything festive. Their screams were particularly harsh.
"Liar! Liar! Liar!"
"He doesn't love you! He's a liar!"
Valen had a headache. His already ferocious and scary appearance looked even more terrifying when he frowned. He tilted his head slightly and hit his head hard with the base of his empty hand, trying to drive the little bread out.
But the more he knocked, the more they appeared, until they filled his entire field of vision.
The dense and noisy voices all repeated the word "liar".
But Valen didn't seem angry at all, as if he had already known that the person in front of him was not as docile as he appeared.
"Valen...it hurts..."
A low, trembling voice penetrated the barrier of the small bread, and the small bread slowly dissipated.
When Valen saw Ana Shen’s pale face and vaguely fearful expression, he suddenly woke up.
He immediately let go and took a step back, wanting to explain with fear and regret, but when the words came to his lips, when he saw Shen Yan's forced smile, he couldn't say them.
Valen is too strong, and he can usually control it, but when he can't control it, it becomes a disaster.
Shen Yan's wrist was almost broken by the clenching, and his fingers were shaking and he couldn't close them with any strength. He could only bend his fingers slowly. He didn't look at Valen, but stared at his wrist and smiled, "The fortune teller said that my bones weigh four taels. Fortunately, it is strong enough, otherwise I would have to trouble you to act as a motorcycle and carry me across the desert to the town to see a doctor."
Varun couldn't laugh.
Ana Shen shouldn’t laugh either.
Ana Shen now seemed to have been hurt countless times, so he could react at the first moment and habitually cover it up with jokes.
He leaned over to see how badly Shen Yan was injured. As soon as he leaned forward a little, Shen Yan shrank slightly, then stretched out and took the initiative to extend his wrist to him for him to see.
If it's red, it will probably turn into purple soon.
Valen: "...I'll go find some medicine."
“It’s okay.” Ana Shen called him and waved his hand, “It’s just my wrist, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
It doesn’t matter what Ana Shen said.
But Valen, who had been observing his expression, keenly sensed the fatigue and forbearance beneath Shen Yan's relaxed look.
Valen's fingertips trembled slightly.
Maybe……
The love story between them was not as beautiful as Shen Yan described.
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