Suddenly light and dark.

The young man is thin but not thin, and his muscles are smooth, like the green pine on the lonely cliff and the single bamboo on the stone wall, which contains tenacity. The scars were branded on the pale flesh, one after another, some belonged to sharp weapons, some belonged to heavy blunt weapons, and new wounds stacked old marks.

The carriage was so silent that they could clearly hear each other's breathing.

Shi Wuluo stretched out his hand to cover Qiu Bodeng's eyes, preventing him from seeing the scars.

Qiu Bodeng pulled his hand down, bit his finger in one bite, and knocked his teeth hard on the phalanx, and suddenly released his strength. Only lightly pressed against the knuckles, the unremoved blushing crimson ointment stained the back of Shi Wuluo's fingers. Shi Wu Luo let him bite and covered his vision with his other hand.

"It's ready."

Shi Wu Luo explained in a low voice.

The teeth against the knuckles slowly loosened.

Qiu Bodeng leaned down, turned his face sideways, leaned against his bare chest, and listened to his slower and heavier heartbeat than ordinary people. It seems that this body with a lower temperature than ordinary people, the blood flowing in the blood vessels is not warm blood, but a cold ice spring, so that it can't bear the normal beating of a heart.

And just like this, this heart wants to exchange the only brilliance for another person.

"Are you stupid?"

Qiu Bodeng pulled away Shi Wuluo's hand and raised his head.

Shi Wu Luo did not speak.

He pressed his fingertips on the end of Qiu Bodeng's eyes, grinding it lightly, as if he wanted to dye the bright red there, and as if he wanted to wipe off that smear of red.

Qiu Bodeng pulled his fingers to his lips, took another bite with a blank face, then broke away from the arm he was imprisoning himself with, stood up, and touched the overlapping new and old scars one by one.

The fingertips rest on the left flank.

The scars there had faded, but the hideous shape could vaguely tell what weapon had left it—either a blood-slotted knife or a side-bladed halberd. Whatever it was, it had penetrated the chest of a taciturn young man, the hole through his heart.

"how did it get here?"

"forget."

"lie."

Qiu Bodeng said in a low voice. "Do not lie to you."

Shi Wu Luo's silver-gray eyes were so quiet that they could print the sky and clouds, the whole world. After staring at Qiu Bodeng's black pupil for a long time, Shi Wuluo held Qiu Bodeng's shoulder and pressed him into his arms again.

really forgot.

In the long years, the person you like has been erased from the world without leaving a trace.

Only in the pain and pain can we barely find evidence that he once existed... Every wound is another person's silent cry for help. Enduring the pain he has endured seems to be able to return to the most acute and gloomy days in the beginning, as if to atone for the sins that were powerless at the beginning.

How the scars were left, have long forgotten. In the day, month, month and year, only the sobriety maintained by these pains remains.

To live awake.

Only then can we atone for sin, we can wait, and we can wait for the return of those who are waiting.

"It doesn't hurt."

Shi Wuluo's fingers passed through Qiu Bodeng's black hair, kissed his forehead gently, and clumsily told the first real lie.

"fraud."

The Board Lantern was surrounded by his neck and kissed him like a bite.

The hot lips and the slightly cold lips, the red fingertips and the pale fingertips embrace each other, and kiss the whole force, to divide your temperature to another person. Another person overlap.

Shi Wu Luo turned over and held his wrist.

The value of the value of money was crushed out of wrinkles, and Luo skirts fell beyond the warm collapse. The black gown fell together. The pomegranate red was overlapped with the long night black, as if the shape of the wrapped in each other. The candlelight shines on the smooth and beautiful back of the juvenile line, and it is shown on the man's muscular arm.

Outside the carriage.

The bonfire gradually burned again.

The dark red Mars floats around in the wind, and the red flames are like a dancer who folds their skirts, and the rolls are stretched. The shocking fire was shook on the carriage, and the curtains shake slightly.

The back of the revenge lamp is against the horizontal wood of the carriage.

In the asthma, he vaguely heard the fine crackling sound of the burning of fire outside. The thin Khan Qin was on his neck, shoulders, and collarbone. The brilliant crystal reflected the snow of the sky like the sunrise, and a few strands of black hair stuck on it, and it was removed. Shi Wu Luo pulled him down.

In just a moment, the horizontal wood of the carriage left a red mark on his back.

Shi Wuluo's fingertips crushed the red marks and left a new imprint.

The revenge lamp also pulled a corner of the smoke, biting it in his mouth, blocking the sound in the throat, leaving only the painful and sweet nasal sound.

He curled up his fingers and clenched a layer of Luo Yan in the carriage.

Soon, there was another more slender and powerful hand covering up, and he separated his tight fingers one by one, tightening with him ... belonging to an adult man's hand, the joint and the tiger mouth were with the tiger mouth with the tiger mouth with the tiger mouth The calluses left by the knife in the year, cocoon on the wrist, back, fingers, or shallow or deep red marks of the lights of the cocoon.

The hand overlapped, the wrist bone buckled the same dark golden dragon bracelet.

Metal collision made a crisp sound.

The bonfire is getting bigger and bigger.

Each section is burning, showing a dark red charcoal, illuminating most of the carriage, the heat wave distorted the air, and the beam of the carriage faintly distorted.

Warm, bear.

Warm snowy snow. The pillow surface of the white clouds is wrinkled, and the oxic fat made of heavy grinding is covered, and it is covered by loose clouds. The black lamp raised his face from the black hair full of pillows. Without a fire, the cheeks turned up a layer of rouge -like red red. The peacocks in the ears fell on the neck, a little bit, gorgeous thick.

He was walking around Wu Luo's back, trying to get up, and suddenly fell back. Shi Wu Luo stretched out one hand and stretched his head on his head to prevent him from hitting the partition.

Life scales and Zhu tears do not know when it will come out again.