Wildfire Mambo

Chapter 19 My Sicily

Zhou Shuchen rarely dreams.

But that night, Zhou Shuchen dreamed that Jian Zhuo suddenly grew up.

It seems that he has made some achievements, even the tone of hanging up the phone has become less harsh, and he can completely adapt to the social laws.

Still thin, wearing Bape, with shiny silver hands, but the watch is no longer his.

They walked on the gray abandoned industrial road in the late 90s, where a black river stretched horizontally, it was terribly dirty, and the ground they stepped on was also yellow-gray, and a lot of dust would be thrown up when the motorcycle passed by.Like Lou Ye's Suzhou Creek, it is as gray as Chengdu in the shade.

Only Jian Zhuo, smiling and walking towards him against the chaotic traffic flow, wearing a blue sweater, much bluer than sky blue.

He said, long time no see, brother.

Zhou Shuchen heard himself answer.

They walked along the black river, and Jian Zhuo first said some pleasantries, which she would never say before.Walking past another willow tree that was about to wither, Jian Zhuo said something to him again, but was swallowed up by the noise of the motorcycle engine, he stopped, so Jian Zhuo supported his shoulders and lifted his feet, He whispered in his ear, just like before.

Said, bro, I got married last month.

He looked down at Jian Zhuo and said nothing.

Jian Zhuo laughed and waved his hands, and walked forward on his own, raised his head and shouted, there is no banquet because everyone finds it troublesome, so don't blame me for not inviting you.

The river bank is so long, he always felt that he could not go to the end, but Jian Zhuo walked away in front of him, and completely disappeared from his sight.

Later Zhou Shuchen woke up.

I saw the child holding his arm, his eyes twinkling, shining in the night, staring at him all the time.

"It's a nightmare."

Zhou Shuchen shook his head lightly, he was thinking that perhaps it could not be defined as a nightmare for Jian Zhuo in the dream, but he suddenly wanted to hug Jian Zhuo, as if he could completely imprison him in this moment, no longer let him grow up.

"Why don't you sleep." Zhou Shuchen reached out and touched his fluffy eyebrows, "What time is it?"

Jian Zhuo smiled shyly, didn't speak at first, and only spoke after being watched for a long time, afraid that you might disappear.

Zhou Shuchen didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him.

"Do you find me annoying?" Jian Zhuo asked suddenly, "I like to cling to people very much, if you don't like me, I won't be like this in the future."

"What if I don't like you." Zhou Shuchen seemed to smile.

Jian Zhuo loosened his hold on Zhou Shuchen's arm, then frowned and pulled it back into his arms again: "Do you like medging my business or not?"

"Sleeping with you is not clinging to you, your house is only one room, otherwise you want guests to sleep on the sofa." Jian Zhuo said seriously with his head propped up.

Zhou Shuchen was about to open his mouth, but was blocked by Jian Zhuo's kiss again. He seemed to be completely enthusiastic about this kind of behavior, kissing again and again, several times.

"Then don't sleep at all, your birthday is only 24 hours."

Jian Zhuo stood up on the bed at once, waved the sleeves of the pajamas that were too long on him, stepped out of the bedroom with bare feet in Zhou Shuchen's sight, and awkwardly carried the big cardboard box back to the bedroom from the entrance.

Jian Zhuo's way of opening the courier is very violent, usually by stabbing with a Wing Chun hammer or snake fist, which often hurts both sides.I saw him take out a colored ball lamp that he could see in ktv or bars in the early years, grinned wildly at Zhou Shuchen, and stepped on the uneven wooden cabinets all the way to put the ball in the room. In the high place, the moment the electricity is plugged in, some hazy bright purple splashes out, generously filling the whole room.

Colorful scattered light spots crawled out from behind Jian Zhuo, and began to dance staggeredly on the white wall of the room. Red, green and purple lingered on Zhou Shuchen's pretty face, immersing him in such a fluorescent and gaudy world.

The ball was played first by Kikuchi Momoko, then by Nakahara Meiko, the songstress of the Showa era who sang Dance! Dance! Dance! , as if you don’t have to think about anything, the joy is all piled up in the present, and the ticket to the Ark is to be able to dance to the melody.

Jian Zhuo jumped and listened for a while before pressing the mode, and the gaudy lamp played another song that was also played very vulgarly, Can't Take My Eyes Off You, Andy Williams' version.

Zhou Shuchen's cell phone was ringing, as if someone sent a blessing call in time, he reached for the cell phone, but Jian Zhuo snatched it straight away, turned on silent mode and held it in his hand.

"Don't answer." Jian Zhuo pulled Zhou Shuchen up, he listened to the male voice singing, smiled and said, "Don't Take Your Eyes Off Me."

Jian Zhuo stepped on the swaying drums in the song, and danced and circled lightly on the bed again and again, shaking his head and crazily, and he could even look like a disco in old pop music.

Zhou Shuchen let him hold hands, as if being dragged by him to chase the neon light spots dancing around, the blue beams swept over Jian Zhuo in the middle of the room, splashing the white pajamas into a fluorescent blue, as if It was what Zhou Shuchen saw in his dream.

But it was so different, not a gray abandoned industrial factory, nor a dirty river, just a utopia of flashing neon stars and bright purple mist, and a man who said "don't look away" , only look at him, only him in his eyes" Jian Zhuo.

"I originally wanted to sing for you, but I don't have enough pentatonic notes to sing well." Jian Zhuo seemed really aggrieved, "I didn't celebrate anyone's birthday, so I don't know what to do."

"You sing very well." Zhou Shuchen said, he didn't understand why Jian Zhuo underestimated himself so much, obviously the melody in most of his songs, the hook is usually the most brilliant part.

Jian Zhuo stuck out her tongue at him again, "I got the point, I know I sing well."

"But I've got a cold, so the broken sound is stupid." Jian Zhuo was like a child who got candy, he pestered Zhou Shuchen again to say happy birthday, every word was a word, and a light kiss was embedded in every pause.

"This song is used very vulgarly by some variety shows." Jian Zhuo said, "But I still like it."

Zhou Shuchen laughed, "Because we are all ordinary people." He also said that the Muse version is also very good, different and good, and it is still the top five most listened to songs on his list.

Jian Zhuo jumped up and hugged Zhou Shuchen's neck, hung the whole body on him, and rubbed the tip of Zhou Shuchen's nose with the tip of his nose: "I'm very vulgar. I want to eat, drink and have fun without doing anything. I want a lot of money. I want me and You are always so handsome, I think there are many people who like me but I only like you, I want to have sex with you."

The child speaks very fast, probably because of an occupational disease, but the ending sound is always sticky. Zhou Shuchen felt that Jian Zhuo was like a little hero who suddenly fell from the sky in a long pale story of his, and would ask him "next time on the fifth day." The Dao is waiting for me to save you" kind.He has never met such a person, who will peel off the piercing shell when he truly connects with each other, and generously present the sweet flesh inside.When it comes to food and sex, he is also calm, brave and naked, as if he will never be afraid of getting hurt.

Zhou Shuchen hugged Jian Zhuo and pushed him against the wardrobe door.The door was not closed properly, and there was a loud noise, which made Jian Zhuo laugh.

"Is it morning?" Jian Zhuo turned to look at the airtight gray curtain, but found nothing.

"Is it important?" Zhou Shuchen said.

"Yes, sex is more important."

Zhou Shuchen asked him with a smile, do you really know what will happen.

But Jian Zhuo blushed suddenly, saying that of course he knew, and that only Zhou Shuchen would always treat a 19-year-old adult man as a child.

He jumped down from Zhou Shuchen's arms without looking directly at him, and said vaguely: "I couldn't figure it out some time ago, so I tried to watch a lot of movies, male and male. That foreigner can be as thick as my arm, too It's bullshit."

Zhou Shuchen was amused by him, and he didn't understand why the after-viewing impression would be condensed into such a sentence.But at that moment, he felt a little sad, he couldn't even empathize with Jian Zhuo's thought struggle when he was alone some time ago: he suddenly realized that he liked someone, which was against his default ethics, but he couldn't get along with anyone around him Said, I don't want to pin the label on myself, the most fearful thing is that the person I like can't reciprocate the same kind of heart, and I can't even try to understand myself.

And Jian Zhuo can push back the confusion and helplessness to the depths, stand in front of him and sort out all his emotions, and then bravely tell him everything, this is so brave.

"Brother, I know you understand better." Jian Zhuo raised her flushed face, which became more and more beautiful under such strong light and shadow, "So you have to teach me more about what I don't know."

Before the words fell, Zhou Shuchen only felt a burning feeling on his hip, it was Jian Zhuo's fingers, resting on the cold metal buckle.He gently pushed Zhou Shuchen's belt away, and reached out to touch it through the last layer of fabric.

Zhou Shuchen looked down at him, put his palm on the back of his neck, and gently rubbed it lovingly, "Aren't you afraid?"

It was rare for Jian Zhuo not to agree with Zhou Shuchen, blushing and slipped his hand under Zhou Shuchen's shirt hem, stroking Zhou Shuchen's healthy abdomen back and forth like licking oil, "Why do you, a doctor, have such a good figure?"

Zhou Shuchen leaned over and stared at him slightly, "When some people are sleeping, some people will go to the gym."

Jian Zhuo was so angry that he bit him, but was dazed by the kiss, and felt that all the air stored in his lungs was dedicated to the person in front of him.He went to bite Zhou Shuchen's rolling Adam's apple again, like holding a fruit, and covered it with a wet kiss.They were so close together that Jian Zhuo could feel Zhou Shuchen's things pressing against his abdomen. He squinted his eyes, first raised his eyes to look at Zhou Shuchen, and then squatted down gently.

Pulling back the cloth, the scorching penis slapped Jian Zhuo's cheeks naked, which frightened him for a moment.He didn't dare to look at Zhou Shuchen, he held onto the red hot thing and stroked it up and down with his soft hands, wrapping both hands on it.Zhou Shuchen looked down at him, and could see the black and red flames winding on the back of the child's hand. At this moment, the endless flame turned into a fire of desire, surprisingly sexy as hell.

With blushing face, Jian Zhuo tried to tilt her head to touch the somewhat ferocious top with her lips, then opened her mouth completely to enclose it, and the tongue touched the column, like falling into soft clam meat.Unexpectedly, Jian Zhuo couldn't feel any negative emotions, far less than the panic when watching the movie, just thinking that this is Zhou Shuchen's, just thinking that Zhou Shuchen might be happy, made him feel that he was about to become a hot pot A piece of butter, soft and greasy melted everywhere.

He swallowed a little deeper, and the rough shaft filled his poor mouth.Zhou Shuchen supported Jian Zhuo's back spoon with his palm, and stroked the hair next to his ear with his thumb, instead of pushing the child away, he pressed his head against himself with all his strength.Jian Zhuo only felt that the thing stabbed his throat in an instant, causing a coughing physiological reaction. He burst into tears, his throat kept tightening, and the inner wall obediently wrapped it tighter and tighter, but there was still no sign of pushing it away. No matter how hard Jian Zhuo tried to open his mouth, air could be squeezed in through the tiny gap.

Jian Zhuo was hot all over, and couldn't squat. He hugged Zhou Shuchen's hips and knelt straight on the ground. He raised his wet eyes to look at Zhou Shuchen, and Zhou Shuchen in his eyes was soaked in his embarrassing tears. With too many expressions, Jian Zhuo only saw Zhou Shuchen's slightly frowning eyebrows, which seemed to be a sign of anger. It was the first time he saw such a fierce Zhou Shuchen, and he felt that he was really melting.

Jian Zhuo began to take the initiative to swallow the hard penis, swallowing it as hard as she could, her mouth was moist and hot, and there was a lustful watery sound when she went in and out.

Zhou Shuchen didn't say a word, and the movements of his hands were also very fierce, holding Jian Zhuo's back spoon as if he would not let him escape, his slightly closed eyes kept looking down at the hardworking child, and the beautiful light beams around them lingered back and forth again. It's like enjoying a magic show.

Muscles were always tightened, and fatigue came very quickly. In fact, Jian Zhuo didn't know how long it took, but he felt that his tears were forced to flow, and as soon as he relaxed those two fangs, they lost their restraint and nibbled on Zhu's body lightly.The fine nerves intensified the pain, Jian Zhuo heard Zhou Shuchen let out a low cry, his voice seemed to be scorched by fire, it was hoarse and pleasant to hear.

Jian Zhuo realized it and hurriedly withdrew, apologizing stickily.

"Don't you hate it?" Zhou Shuchen asked in a low voice.

Jian Zhuo shook his head first, his legs felt weak for a while, and then he said he liked it.

As if stimulated by this pure desire, Zhou Shuchen held Jian Zhuo's chin with his slightly cool palm, the force was not light, and the fine white skin was pinched with red marks.The mouth was pushed open by the thumb and forced to open into a sacrificial posture. Jian Zhuo moved his hands, supported the ground, and stuck out his tongue like a dirty little bitch, squinting his eyes and looking up at Zhou Shuchen , the eyes are pure and lustful.

Zhou Shuchen pushed his genitals into the hot and humid mouth of the child again, this time he penetrated deeper, no longer stopped at the mouth, but bumped into Jian Zhuo's soft and thick palate.Jian Zhuo couldn't swallow, and the saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth, leaving a bright mark on his chin. Zhou Shuchen stabbed him in a measured but not gentle manner, and felt that his whole body was about to be pierced. His legs felt weak for a while, his things had already become wet, and the fabric between his legs was soaked in an obscene dark color.

"Jane Zhuo." Zhou Shuchen said, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Jian Zhuo didn't want to listen anymore, of course he knew.He felt aggrieved and wanted to cry, wondering if he was ugly like this, but wasn't all of this caused by Zhou Shuchen in front of him.He pulled off his underwear, knelt down and freed up one hand to caress himself, while the other hand was still on Zhou Shuchen's body, he stroked up and down while hesitating.

Zhou Shuchen grabbed his comforting hand maliciously, and clasped his wrist to prevent him from moving.Jian Zhuo let out a pitiful moan, her face was flushed, and tears were hanging everywhere.

Like stepping into the clouds, the pleasure is constantly magnified by the hot and humid environment. Jian Zhuo tried to swallow his stuff again, and it reached his throat at once, making a rapid whimpering sound. Zhou Shuchen panted and squinted his eyes, but After all, he couldn't bear to see the child suffer, so he pulled out his genitals and patted the corner of Jian Zhuo's lips lightly, the top touched the cold silver ring on the side of Jian Zhuo's lips, sporadic muddy fluid overflowed and stained the corners of Jian Zhuo's lips .

Jian Zhuo was gasping for breath like a fish landing on the shore, in such a bright light, one could see that he was completely red, and there was a white spot spread out on the floor.

"So careless." Zhou Shuchen stroked Jianzhuo's earlobe and said calmly.

Jian Zhuo was so ashamed that she wanted to cry, and used the back of her hand as her face.Zhou Shuchen frowned, and pushed the child to the side of the bed with his legs, making a loud bang.There are twisted tendons on the genitals, which is a bit ferocious, he pinches Jian Zhuo's chin with one hand, and caresses himself in front of Jian Zhuo's eyes with the other hand.

When the heat accumulated to a critical threshold, the viscous white liquid burst out and scalded Jian Zhuo's face. The liquid hung from his cheeks all the way to his collarbone, and a small amount splashed onto Jian Zhuo's upper eyelids, making him crumbling. I dare not open my eyes.

Zhou Shuchen lifted his cheek and saw that he was resting on his palm with half-closed eyes, like a desert fox just dozing off.

He knelt by Zhou Shuchen's knees, climbed to the edge of the bed, and slowly rubbed the dirt on the black material of Zhou Shuchen's trousers.The lips were soft, rubbing back and forth on Zhou Shuchen's shins, soft and erotic.

Jian Zhuo laughed, laughing through the blue-purple light mist, raised her body up and wanted to throw herself into Zhou Shuchen's arms, but only knocked him into the bed, and the two of them fell into the soft quilt, like falling into the bed. A dream woven of velvet.

On such a late spring night, Chengdu became the Sicilian town in "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily"; outside the misty window is the Jinjiang River, which is also the Mekong River in "The Lover"; and the room 28 on the [-]th floor is completely The Sandman Motel reduced to Lolita.He hugged Jian Zhuo, kissed the top of his head lightly, and felt that the world was turning black and white, only Jian Zhuo was his only rainbow.