Love, Expired

When he woke up the next day, the other side of the bed was already empty. Jiang Yu stood up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Breakfast is set on the table. Since the living room is connected to the dining room, sitting in the dining room by myself can also hear the moaning and groaning from the TV in the living room.

He was too familiar with the movement, and many unmanned late nights, he also secretly opened the video.

"Zhou Hao, what the **** are you doing?" Jiang Yudi pressed the switch and stared at the person on the sofa.

"Can I watch it? Watch TV." Slowly, it seemed provocative.

Jiang Yuxi laughed, went to sit next to him, held a piece of meat between Zhou Hao's legs, and exerted a little force.

"I didn't satisfy you yesterday and made you hungry until the morning to watch this video?"

Zhou Hao took Jiang Yuxu's hand, and rubbed his finger gently against the back of his smooth and fair hand.

Climb down, sip some oil, and sneer at him:

"Look what you said, what is this kind of video, but this is Cheng Zixu's self-directed g-v."

The latter two letters, Zhou Hao, deliberately overflowed slowly from his tongue, and he glanced at the man's embarrassed complexion, and continued to provocatively say, "Jiang Yuyu, you have betrayed the flesh for the mother gun. Does he know? "

Jiang Yuzhang seemed to have heard a joke from Tianda, "Sell the meat-body? Have you sold it to you? For so many years, you have been the one who was inserted."

Zhou Hao flashed his pretense in his eyes, pulling away his hand, and didn't want to say any more.

That so-called video was downloaded by him on Xiaohuang ’s Internet at first. In the huge amount of videos, he noticed the male actor on the cover at a glance—in a white coat, the interior was probably in the toilet. Because the lights were not clear, Some angles of male actor are too much like Cheng Zixu.

He had been trying to tease Jiang Yudi at that time, but was too frustrated, and later he finally got to know the man's mind. He trimmed the video into 3 minutes, and then took this cropped video of the approximate toilet qj type to find Jiang Yuzheng.

The condition is that Jiang Yuzhen must be with Zhou Hao, otherwise he will post the video to the school website.

Where is Jiang Yu? It was probably that Cheng Zixu, who was crazy about his love, did not even verify its authenticity, so he agreed to his unreasonable request.

A video created Jiang Yuzhen for many years, and there was an unwritten treaty that the two later signed.

In Zhou Hao's self-awareness, he also considered himself a nasty person. For so many years, he has been a friend with whom he can't get close to anyone. He has a lonely character and always treats people who are not familiar with him.

Self-defensive people can easily make themselves poor.

He hates sissy Cheng Zixu, who is almost distorted and perverted; but sometimes he also admires that person.

In countless lonely nights, he lay himself in bed to imagine herself as a sissy, and then coaxed himself to sleep in a small theater in his head.

Obviously it is a pitiful thing, but he is enchanted over and over again.

After a long silence, Jiang Yuxi came out exhausted physically and mentally, "Zhou Hao, did your parents teach you what is shameless?"

"You **** get me off!" Zhou Hao was furious.

No matter what horrible things he said before, Zhou Hao wouldn't care too much, and even talked back to him. But when he heard this, the oldness in his heart opened a big wound with sorrow, bleeding inside.

Because he has no father, only mother and stepdad.

His father died in a car accident when he was seven years old; two months later, his mother took him to remarry and married a tall and thin man. After that, his life changed dramatically.

The mother was a primary school teacher in the county seat. It was strange that the teacher taught and educated people, but taught his son to be a weird child.

His mother often hangs by his mouth and says, "It was supposed to take you to the home of the grandparents in the country. It was your uncle Li who refused. You have to know how to be grateful. In the country, the old man won't care about you. Be a child who does nothing. "

He understood a lot of things from his mother's half-knowledge. At that time, his knowledge of those things had exceeded his biological age.

He was actually a precocious child, and he thought that if he wasn't an accomplished child, his mother would love him again.

So he desperately studied, and he was the first in the class every year. Even so, he couldn't get the attention of his mother. Because one year later, his mother gave him a sister.

He hated that girl, just as he hated the humid air in the south.

He didn't pay much attention to his grades. He did many incredible things, such as stealing money from his home, fighting in school, and even stealing his stepfather's cigarette to smoke.

He always remembered the smell of snorting at the entrance of tobacco. He was wondering, how could a middle-aged man love such a bad thing.

But he couldn't allow him to think much. Soon, his mother discovered his bad behavior. The mother was very angry, but didn't hit him, and turned to coax the younger sister to sleep. He was even more puzzled, why didn't his mother punish him?

Eleven teenagers, can't figure out the problem.

After many years, his younger sister went to elementary school, but did not finish the homework assigned by the teacher. His mother and stepfather made her cry, and then coaxed softly for a long time.

The family of three was in the younger sister's room, experiencing the education of loving father and mother.

At this point, he finally thought through the perplexed question many years ago-

Because that woman doesn't love him anymore.

That night, my sister was crying. He was crying while hiding in the small attic room where he lived. He missed his dead dad, and missed his grandparents in the countryside.

The memories came to an abrupt halt ... Jiang Yudi had left the apartment.

The breakfast on the table moved only a little, and now lay neatly on the plate. He ate all the porridge and eggs on the table with the tableware that the man had used.

It's still early, he went to the room to turn on the computer, and updated his serial post on Douban-"The Years of Me and Mr. J"

[I was born in June in the south, it was a long rainy season. When it rains, the water and mist on the attic windows and floor will seep out and make my small room sticky. I hate June and I hate this season.

In fact, my subconscious, probably the most annoying thing is my own birth.

Yesterday was my birthday. I sent a message asking if Mr. J would come over. If so, I would make his favorite curry chicken. But he did not reply to me.

I had expected this ending, and I was used to it.

In the evening, a stomach ailment was made and the stomach was aching.

If it hurts someday, I will probably be completely relieved. Does that woman cry? Will she be sorry for my death?

I went downstairs to buy medicine, and saw Mr. J and sissy walking together. I deliberately showed my face in front of my love rival, but Mr. J just looked coldly on the floor and turned a blind eye.

The next morning, I deliberately moved out of the old thing to stimulate him. He was so angry with me, but I didn't feel very good.

He called me an incorruptible person without parental upbringing. I was very angry, and no one had taught me what is incorruptible. My mother and stepdad never care about me ...

You see, the person I thought was closest to me was always able to poke my sore spot easily, and there was no chance for me to give back.

Doesn't he see that, and sometimes I feel sad ...

I long to draw the missing affection from him, but he always pushes me into a deeper fire pit.

For so many years, I have often been confused-what am I stubborn? 】

Soon, there were a lot of new replies below the post-those who supported him, also called him neurotic.

Zhou Hao picked a few messages that scolded him, choked back, and then turned off the computer.