Chapter 67

In the evening, after dinner. Roger's feet were still swollen, but the piercing pain had faded. Now, as long as he left them alone, they hardly hurt. They were just itchy, swollen and itchy, and they would hurt if they were accidentally touched. He took a shower, changed into comfortable pajamas, and sat on the sofa to rest.

He was bored, and playing with his phone was boring. He Songgao said, why not watch a movie? Then he played a gay movie.

"..." Seriously. Roger sat up straight.

This is a French movie. Both male protagonists are very good-looking. The movie is also very romantic. The two of them almost fell in love with each other as soon as they touched each other, and the subsequent eye contact was accompanied by crackling lightning sparks. Roger was always worried that they would bite each other or do something weird in the next second. However, this explosive scene did not come as expected. The two male protagonists remained rational throughout, and even restrained their physical contact.

He Songgao brought a bottle of wine and drank it himself.

After opening the wine, he put it in an ice bucket for a while, and then poured it into a swan-shaped decanter. For a while, the mellow aroma of the wine spread in the room. Roger swallowed his saliva and said, "Can I drink it?"

He Songgao hesitated for a while and poured him a little: "Try it."

"Hmm."

The overall feeling of the movie is quite melancholy. It was medieval Europe. Homosexuality was illegal at that time. Both of them were born in aristocratic families, and they hated it deeply. The two protagonists finally exploded after long-term repression and rolled out of the sheets on a rainy day with thunder and lightning...

"Ahem." Roger's face flushed, avoiding the suggestive movie shots, "This, they are so brave."

He Song held the wine glass at his head and gently shook the dark red wine inside, "Don't you think it's disgusting?"

"Disgusting?" How could that be. Roger stole a glance at the movie screen. This scene was actually shot beautifully. Both of the protagonists were handsome. It wouldn't be awkward for them to hug each other. And their kiss was a little too shy... Roger's face turned blue and red. The blue was because of the unfamiliar visual shock, and the red was because he put one of them into He Songgao's face. Was He Songgao like this when he kissed? Full of lust and desire... If so, then he might not have wanted to kiss me in the afternoon...

Wait, what are you thinking about! Roger almost threw the wine glass in his hand. His face was getting redder and redder, and he could hardly sit still. Fortunately, this scene passed quickly. What happened next was tragic. One of the protagonists was imprisoned by his family because his love affair was discovered, and the other was forced to marry the daughter of another noble family. After marriage, he became depressed and died of illness. Another one had psychological problems due to long-term imprisonment. He fantasized about dancing in the rain with his lover all day long, and died soon after.

So this is a complete tragedy.

After watching it, Luo Jie sighed, "They were born in the wrong era. If they were in modern times, many people would bless them."

"You bless them too?" "

Of course I bless them!" Luo Jie looked at him strangely, "I said that I don't have that kind of discrimination against homosexuals. I respect, understand and bless them."

"But it's not the same for me?" He Songgao said, with a dark smile in his eyes.

"I..." For the first time, Luo Jie had deep doubts about this topic. In the past, he would definitely, definitely, 100% answer, "No." But today, I don't know what happened. He hesitated. The reason behind this made him subconsciously avoid it.

Even now, it still takes a lot of courage to be a homosexual. If it were him, the first thing he would think of was that he would let his parents down. He has a happy family, his parents are very loving, and influenced by the concept of family, he always thought that he would get married and have children in the future, marry a wife, have a big fat boy, and then he would fight for his family and support the whole family with his backbone as a man. He thought so, and then a sadness spread from the bottom of his heart. He avoided He Songgao's gaze, forced an ugly smile, and said, "I am a straight man. This question is not valid. I like women."

He Songgao did not say anything.

He didn't dare to look at his expression.

Would he be indifferent? He doesn't like him anyway. Even if he does, can anything happen between them? No way. So why make assumptions? It's impossible and fruitless. It's better not to think about it, so it's safe.

Roger picked up the wine glass and took a big sip of the wine - it

was so astringent and bitter. Could it be that He Songgao is so stingy that he doesn't even want to open a bottle of wine?

He poured himself another glass.

It seemed like a long time had passed before He Songgao spoke. He said, "Very good."

Luo Jie turned around and saw that He Songgao's expression was normal, as if the fact that he liked women had no effect on him. "Although you are a little silly, you should be good to your girlfriend or wife. When you get married in the future, I will give you a big red envelope."

Luo Jie held the wine glass tightly and said softly, "How big?"

"How big do you want it?"

Luo Jie didn't know how he laughed. Maybe he had a natural conditioned reflex to this situation: "At least five digits?"

"Well, that's fine."

"..." Roger stared at the decanter on the coffee table. The long swan neck was very elegant, with some remaining red wine stains hanging on it. But - who would make a decanter of this shape? It only has a swan neck but no swan head. It looks like a swan with its neck cut. How unlucky. He pinched the wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, grinned and said, "I will have my own children in the future. I like daughters, but it would be nice to have a son, but it would be a bit harder... But there is no way, being a father is to worry about the future of the child."

After saying that, he felt that it was really deliberate. Why did he have to mention this? It was as if he was escaping something by fantasizing about a happy life in the future.

What is there to escape? There is no need to escape from things that have not happened. This is right, isn't it?

Then he heard He Songgao say, "That's great. When your child is born, I will also give you a big red envelope. I wish you a happy family and a harmonious life."

"Haha, then you are really a good boss." Luo Jie poured himself another glass of wine, took a sip, then turned his head and looked at He Songgao and laughed, "Don't talk about me. What about you? What are you going to do? You don't even find a boyfriend. Are you going to live alone in the future?"

"Who said I don't have a boyfriend?"

In an instant, Luo Jie was struck by lightning, and his face turned pale: "You have a boyfriend?"

He Songgao raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Not yet, but we have a good relationship. When the time is right, maybe I will confess to him."

"Who is he?" Luo Jie couldn't laugh anymore, "Do I know him?"

"You don't know him."

"Oh." He thought numbly, if there is someone he likes, why would he deliberately make those ambiguous actions, why would he take himself out to play, why would he look at him with such gentle eyes, is he like this to everyone, "Then, will you take the person you like out to play? Buy him things, give him the gift he wants most?" Just like he is doing to me now. He thought, and then felt uncomfortable, his heart tightened, afraid to hear an answer that would make him sad.

"If he needs it." He Songgao showed a gentle smile on his face, "I will give him everything he wants."

"..." Damn, why do I feel so uncomfortable in my heart! He drank another glass of wine without even knowing it. The bitterness of the wine could not suppress the bitterness in his heart. He forced a smile, and the bitterness in his heart almost turned into bile and vomited out. "Then I wish you happiness. I wish, I wish the person you like will accept your feelings as soon as possible."

"Thank you." He Songgao said, and then looked at him strangely, "Why are you crying?"

"How could I?" Luo Jie was startled and hurriedly wiped his face. He really did - he felt tears all over his face, and he was stunned.

"..." A more uncomfortable emotion occupied his mind. How could he explain it? Say why he was crying?

- Even he himself didn't know why he was crying! Anxious and panicked, he stood up and tried to run away, but he forgot that his foot had just been severely injured in the afternoon. He felt a sharp pain as soon as it touched the ground. He fell back on the sofa, hugged his foot and wailed, "It hurts!"

He Songgao came over and pulled his hand away, "Don't move." There was no ice towel at hand, so he put his hand in the ice bucket, took it out after a while, held Luo Jie's ankle, and relieved his pain, "Are you feeling better now?"

"..." Luo Jie felt even worse. Would he treat his future boyfriend like this? He sniffed and said, "Much better, thank you."

He Songgao raised his head and was stunned for a moment: "Why are you crying again?"

Luo Jie lowered his head, and with a click, a tear dripped onto his wrist. He blinked his sore eyes and said, "It hurts, my foot hurts."

"..." He Songgao sighed, very softly, "What a fool."

Neither of them spoke again. He Songgao held Roger's ankle for a while, and then put his hand into the ice bucket. After several cycles, Roger felt much better. He pulled his foot out and whispered, "Thank you."

At this moment, the sky suddenly flashed.

The flash was not obvious at first, and even the two did not notice it. But gradually, the flash became more and more frequent, and an invisible wind blew by, and suddenly some green appeared in the sky. As the scope of the "wind" became larger and larger, the green became more and more obvious. The "wind" came from all directions, and the green also came from all directions. It was like rain, and it was like wind. The wind and rain alternated and became stronger and stronger.

Roger was the first to discover this phenomenon. He opened his mouth and said foolishly, "It's the aurora."

He Songgao also discovered it. He sat back on the sofa and said lightly, "It's the aurora."

The green was spinning and swaying, like a light gauze, and like a curtain, sometimes thick, sometimes ethereal. Looking out from the glass house, the beams of floating light gradually spread across the entire sky. After an unknown amount of time, a hint of pink began to appear on the edge of the green. A strong "wind" blew by, and the pink gauze covered the green gauze, gradually making it indistinguishable from you and me. Soon, another color appeared.

Roger was completely stunned. He felt that he was in the center of this magical scene. For a moment, he forgot who he was and where he was. He seemed to have jumped into another space, a space full of nothingness and fantasy.

"Idiot."

He heard someone calling him.

He turned around and it was He Songgao. He Songgao's face flickered. He opened his eyes wide, trying to see He Songgao's face clearly.

He Songgao looked at him and suddenly moved. He leaned over, in a kissing position.

Roger's brain was completely frozen. He forgot to push He Songgao away, and just said stupidly: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't say it." He Songgao pressed over and kissed Roger's lips.

Roger's eyes widened, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

He Songgao held his waist, without any prelude, and directly pried open Roger's teeth with the tip of his tongue. Roger suddenly stopped thinking. He felt He Songgao's tongue flexibly drilled into his mouth, first turning around inside, and then sucking lightly and shallowly. He felt the nimble tongue constantly sweeping in his mouth. What did he want? Luo Jie thought in confusion, and then he extended his tongue. He Songgao did not hesitate and bit the tip of his tongue directly. It hurt! Luo Jie frowned and tried to push him away, but He Songgao pressed him directly and they fell on the sofa.

Luo Jie greeted a very rough kiss with his mouth. He thought dazedly that this was what it felt like to kiss a man... In this way, he had never kissed a girl before, but the feeling of kissing was so wonderful, just like drinking, drunken and stimulating. He

could hardly breathe, tongue against tongue, He Songgao held him tightly, arms, tongue and lips. Luo Jie closed his eyes, his body was shaking, and his breathing was accompanied by broken pharyngeal and nasal sounds.

Roger tried hard to open his eyes. He first saw He Songgao's closed eyes, and then a huge colorful world. These colors were spinning in circles at a very slow speed. They were in the center of the circle, doing things that were beyond the ethics of reality.

He Songgao stepped back, pressed his lips against Roger's, looked deeply into his eyes, and asked him, "Do you like it?"

Roger panted, his eyes intoxicated. Did he like it? There was an answer in his mind, no doubt. He hugged He Songgao's neck, hard, and took the initiative to press his lips against his.

The kiss became more and more unrestrained. He Songgao moved his hand from his waist to unbutton his pajamas.

Roger finally felt panic. He bit He Songgao's tongue, trying to use the pain to remind him not to. He Songgao ignored him and bit back even more fiercely. His clothes were peeled off, and some tears flowed from Luo Jie's eyes. He Songgao pressed him down, his lips lingering on his neck: "Do you really want to stop?"

Luo Jie took a deep breath and said intermittently: "What are you going to do?"

He Songgao's mouth was pressed against his chin and went up, whispering in his ear: "Bite you."

Luo Jie's body trembled, and he trembled and said: "Don't..."

"It's too late." He Songgao straightened his upper body, picked up the red wine glass on the table, suspended it above Luo Jie's chest, and then tilted the glass and poured it all the way down.

Roger gritted his teeth, feeling the place where the cold wine slid across was hot and strangely itchy.

Then He Songgao's tongue followed the trace of the wine, biting and licking it all the way down.

"Ah..." Roger bounced up, completely losing the ability to think.

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