Wu Yifan

Huang Zitao

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The vase hit the young man's head before it fell onto the European-style tiled floor again. The young man's eyesight slowly blurred. His strength disappeared like that of a three-year-old child. His long, slender legs lacked the strength to continue standing. The figure collapsed on the ground. It was different from someone standing in front of him smiling. tall young man The appearance is very good.

Pick up the broken pieces of the vase that fell on the floor. Before carefully cutting a soft line into the unconscious body's skin, starting from the neck, dragging across the hyphae. Go to the top of the beautiful pink flower like lotus petals. Follow it around for a while before dragging it down below your navel. Red liquid flowed out from the cuts he made all over his body. The young man lying motionless on the ground tried to lift his blood-covered arm and grab onto the other person's arm.

“Once again..Chris…”

'What? Say it again'

'I love you!' The tall figure lowered his head and avoided the eyes of the taller man. Then he turned back to licking the ice cream in his hand. The tall figure was about to reach out and wipe it with slender fingers. When you feel the coldness on your cheek But some people are more sensitive. The thick figure used slender fingers to gently touch the clear cheeks. which has now turned red already

'It's all dirty, you fat bastard'

'Ah..if you're fat, do you love me?'

'Do you love me right?...' The thick one got the chance to tease the thin one. If you don't love me then you're crazy. How can you let someone else love you like this? This breed is difficult to raise. Eat rice in sacks

'Today he went back first..I'll see you tomorrow.'

'...Can't you go..Chris?' Someone said softly, looking at the broad back that was gradually getting farther away until it was out of sight...

Hey!

Zitao jumped up from the bed. Past events still lingered in his dreams every night. Warm touch from fingertips A sweet smile from plump lips. The dark shadow that turns its back on him every time we meet..

“Are you awake, good person?” when he felt the twitching of the palm he held. Yifan picked up the head that had been lying in his hand on the foot of the bed. Those beautiful eyes always sent a warm, guilty look towards Zitao.

“He...again, right?”

“Think too much...never mind.” At this point, some people were too tired to utter another word. He could only say it was okay. When he chose his own path to begin with He chose to live with mental happiness at the cost of physical illness. He won't blame anyone. Even if he has to die at the hands of his lover someday He won't regret it at all...

"He's sorry, Zitao..he's sorry." The thick figure hugged the person lying on the hospital bed with tenderness. Afraid that he would hurt the wound that he had caused. This isn't the first time. that he physically harmed his lover But every time I do it, I always have to regret it like this later..

On rainy days, water overflows all over the road. The Lamborghini, traveling at one hundred and sixty kilometers per hour, overturned. They both woke up in a hospital room. Although the couple in the car survived the accident, But it doesn't mean that we will be safe from mental accidents from now on...

Chris, one of the country's most famous psychiatrists, has become his own patient. The events from that accident still replayed in his head. With accumulated mental stress Plus the stress of everyday life make one day He had to hurt the person he loved for the first time. Inside the room was quiet and dark.

There was only the light from the phone screen of the young man he loved. He walked in with a three-faced stick without concealing it. before proceeding to strike the tan figure's head. Then he slammed it again and again all over his body. until the body lost consciousness Plump lips curled into a happy smile. before throwing himself down to hug his lover on the bed

Next to his lover who could only hear his breathing now. In the morning, he found himself and his lover already at the hospital. The same events but new equipment happened frequently to Huang Zitao. But he couldn't let go of this man for once.

The man he loved with all his heart, Wu Yifan.

The first snow fell again in Seoul. Major cities of South Korea Beside Chris's body, there was a gray hue. and the same Beside Zitao's body is Kris. The two tall figures held hands. Keep walking. On the road that was stained with a low-temperature white substance White smoke came out of the couple's noses every time they exhaled.

The two of them just walked forward without anyone saying a word. Turn your head to meet each other's eyes. Smile at each other. The warm look in the beloved young man's eyes clearly radiated sadness. Even though his warm touch always reminded him that Zitao would always be by his side. But he himself could not know which day.

He will accidentally hurt the lover next to him again. It would have been better if three years ago Zitao had chosen to leave him. You don't have to endure happiness that tortures your body like this. But that's it. He himself couldn't picture it either. What would Chris' life be like without Zitao?

On the balcony of a skyscraper building just a plastic table and the bright wine in their glasses This was enough to create a romantic atmosphere for Kris and Zitao. His partner didn't ask for much. Having Kris and Zitao was more than enough for the anniversary.

"grey.."

"yes"

“Chris loves you.” The young man was silent for a moment before replying.

"...Yes, Tao loves Kris."

“Sorry for many things. Thank you for putting up with people who don't know if there will be a tomorrow. Thank you. Thank you very much.” Chris said with a sad look in his eyes. Even though his lips curved into a small smile to hide the sad emotion inside. But Zitao was able to see it anyway.

“Today is the best for Tao..” When he finished speaking, the force of his heart pulled their sharp faces closer together. Chris pressed a soft kiss on the same part of the person in front of him. before gradually increasing in intensity A hot tongue searches for sweetness in the bright mouth. The taste of red wine still lingers in the plump lips.

Zitao's hand came up to support Kris' sharp face and positioned him in a more correct position. Slender fingers caressed the clear cheeks and hot ears of the beloved. Before being carried in a bridal style by a thick figure, ready to head straight to the bed.

"Oh..Chris." Sharp eyes looked at the lover who was straddling him with longing. and reached out to unbutton Chris's white shirt. Slow but hot Warm but seductive

“Moan loudly...darling : )”

Two days have passed...

Every newspaper must carry Chris' name. Former number one psychiatrist with terrible stories in his life..

'Sad! A former psychiatrist accidentally slit the throat of a homosexual couple in bed'

'True or false! Chris revealed that he had been suffering from mental illness for a while.'

'Chris admits to having done something like this many times'

And many more... A thick figure sat in the corner of an empty rectangular room. There was only a young man and a smartphone worth tens of thousands of baht. Chris listens to the playlist on his phone on repeat. He circled around before getting up when it was time for the interrogation.

He made his way to the meeting place with many feelings as the thinner voice echoed in his head.

'Kris...Tao loves Kris...Thank you for being born to love Tao. Thank you for being born to love Tao..see you next time. Stop making your eyes sad. Smile often..my good person'

'Kris...Tao loves Kris...Thank you for being born to love Tao. Thank you for being born to love Tao..see you next time. Stop making your eyes sad. Smile often..my good person'

'Kris...Tao loves Kris...Thank you for being born to love Tao. Thank you for being born to love Tao..see you next time. Stop making your eyes sad. Smile often..my good person'

His beloved's words were interspersed with gasps from physical abuse. The smaller man was still talking about the next time they would meet. Even though he knew in his heart that there was no way...

Born with tears I wasn't born to wipe away tears.

Born with a wound Not born with plaster

born to protect Not born to heal

born to care We were not born to live together.

Born to love Not born to be a partner

Just love is enough for people like Kris and Zitao. If the next life is real Won't ask us to be together But I want us to love each other in every lifetime...

- THE END -

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