Chapter 3 Heartache of the past
Xiao Mei was crying, while muttering Zhiyuan's name in his mouth, he suddenly hugged Ouyang Zhiyuan's neck, and his delicate and ruddy lips kissed Ouyang Zhiyuan's lips at once.
Ouyang Zhiyuan was hugged by Xiao Mei, the fragrant lips, kissed warmly, Ouyang Zhiyuan's heart couldn't help but beat faster, his whole body was hot, and the commotion of youth made him confused all of a sudden, and it was as if he had entered that dream......
This is the first time Ouyang Zhiyuan has really kissed a girl, and it looks clumsy and jerky.
Today, both of them drank alcohol, and under the anesthesia of alcohol, they forgot who they were.
Xiao Mei hugged Ouyang's broad back, his nails had pierced into Ouyang's broad skin, but he burst into tears.
When it was almost dawn, the two finally fell asleep in bed hugging each other.
When Xiao Mei was drunk, he regarded Ouyang Zhiyuan as Lin Zhiyuan, and Ouyang Zhiyuan unconsciously fell in love with Xiao Mei in contact with Xiao Mei.
At about ten o'clock in the morning, when Xiao Mei seemed to be awake, she felt her whole body snuggled in a warm and blazing embrace, which suddenly startled her.
Xiao Mei subconsciously reached out and touched Ouyang Zhiyuan's chest, and the feeling of being full, firm and warm passed down the palm of his hand, making Xiao Mei's heart tremble.
Xiao Mei opened his eyes suddenly, and in front of him was the face of a handsome and extremely sunny boy. The boy was sleeping soundly, and there was a very charming innocent smile on the corner of his naughty mouth.
Ouyang Zhiyuan! Oh my God, how could Ouyang Zhiyuan sleep with him?
Could it be that the one who slept with him last night turned out to be his apprentice Ouyang Zhiyuan?
Xiao Mei was stunned, how could this be? How could this be? How many years of chastity that he had guarded, he didn't give it to Lin Zhiyuan, but to Ouyang Zhiyuan.
Xiao Mei hurriedly stood up, but as soon as he stood up, he stumbled and almost fell.
Xiao Mei suddenly remembered that last night, he was drunk, and vaguely remembered that in his dream, he and his lover Lin Zhiyuan were violently and frantically entangled.
Xiao Mei's face turned red, how could this be?
Yesterday was Lin Zhiyuan's death day, Xiao Mei came to the place where he and Lin Zhiyuan often dated, cried alone, drank wine, and got drunk unconsciously.
How could Ouyang come here? Xiao Mei hurriedly got dressed, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it violently, so that her chaotic mind could speed up and clear.
The stimulation of the cold water made Xiao Mei gradually calm down, and the picture from last night flashed in his mind intermittently.
Xiao Mei's face was red and white, white and red, why was he drunk? How could he call Ouyang Zhiyuan over? He was really damned, how could he be good now?
Looking at Ouyang Zhiyuan, who was still smiling in his sleep, Xiao Mei couldn't help but sigh.
Xiao Mei knew that last night, he regarded Ouyang as his lover Lin Zhiyuan.
Ouyang, I'm sorry, I hurt you.
Xiao Mei sat on the chair and lit a cigarette, and the curling smoke slowly rose. She glanced at the wedding photo of herself and Lin Zhiyuan snuggling together on the wall, and her heart was sad.
Zhiyuan, it's been six years, we live in two different worlds, are you okay? Will you forgive me?
In the miserable smoke, Xiao Mei seemed to have returned to that day, and that day was like a knife cutting Xiao Mei's heart.
"Mei'er, live well, remember, when you meet someone who loves you and loves you, you must be brave enough to accept it, so that I can leave with peace of mind, remember, you must promise me!"
When Lin Zhiyuan was dying, he panted and grabbed Xiao Mei's hand, and held on to it for a long time, with a sad reluctance in his eyes.
"Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, you will be fine, Mei'er can't do without you, and you can't leave Mei'er. Xiao Mei called out deeply with tears.
"No, Mei'er, you must promise me, promise me......"
Lin Zhiyuan gasped, a large amount of blood began to gush out of his mouth, and there was a heart-wrenching pleading in his eyes, Xiao Mei knew. Although he is about to leave this world, his heart is still concerned about himself and he can't let go of himself. Only if you live well, your Zhiyuan will be at ease in heaven, but Zhiyuan, how can Mei'er let go of you! Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, you can't leave your eyebrows.
"Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, don't leave Mei'er, don't, Mei'er can't live without you. God, please, don't take my ambitions. Zhiyuan ......" Xiao Mei cried loudly beside Lin Zhiyuan, and the sad cry even made the clouds outside the window sad.
"Xiao Mei, you just promise Yuan'er. ”
Lin Zhiyuan's father, Lin Muxue, was in tears and looked at Xiao Mei. Lin Muxue knew that her son was no longer good, and she couldn't help but cry.
Xiao Mei watched Lin Zhiyuan gradually lose his blood color and saw his pale face, and cried out heartbreakingly: "Zhiyuan, I promise...... I promise you!"
Lin Zhiyuan's eyes showed a hint of a smile that shone back, raised his hand slightly, and stretched out his hooked little thumb. Lin Zhiyuan was already speechless.