Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 21

My brother is bent.

Everyone has no intention of leaving.

Duan Yi grabbed his schoolbag and got up.

He didn't even need to open his mouth. The moment he stood up, the people around this area automatically made way for him to come out.

Duan Yi put his phone in his pocket, carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and left the classroom first.

Feng Zhuo chatted blindly with Li Dong while waiting for Yan Jia.

In the end, Yan Jia asked Feng Zhuo if he wanted to go to the movies with him and Xiao Yuanqiu.

Feng Zhuo frowned lightly: "Are you two going to the movies?"

Yan Jia nodded: "That's right, the movie recently appeared is very good, let's go together, Brother Zhuo."

Xiao Yuanqiu also said: "Let's go together, let's call Brother Yi... Eh? Where's Brother Yi?"

Feng Zhuo replied: "Let's go."

"Just left."

Xiao Yuanqiu immediately took out his mobile phone to contact Duan Yi.

Fearing that Duan Yi would not be able to read the WeChat message, Xiao Yuanqiu directly dialed the phone.

Feng Zhuo didn't intend to go to the movies, he said to Yan Jia and Xiao Yuanqiu: "You guys go, I won't go."

When Duan Yi got on the phone, he heard Feng Zhuo say such a sentence.

Yan Jia said "Hey", and asked Feng Zhuo who was about to leave with his schoolbag: "Aren't you going?"

"I really don't want to go." Feng Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he said with a gruff smile: "I'm going to play games! I haven't played games happily for a long time."

Xiao Yuanqiu was already asking Duan Yi if he wanted to go to the movies.

Duan Yi also replied: "No, you go."

After hanging up the phone, Duan Yi came out of the pharmacy with the bruise medicine he had bought.

He stuffed the medicine into his schoolbag and went straight to the Internet cafe.

When he arrived at the Internet cafe, Duan Yi went directly to the private room on the second floor.

He turned on the computer, took out the medicine when the computer was turned on, and was looking down at how the medicines were used when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Feng Zhuo looked at Duan Yi in surprise: "Eh? You didn't go to the movies?"

Duan Yi put down the medicine and said lightly, "You didn't go either."

Feng Zhuo put the schoolbag aside, then pulled the chair and sat down, said with a smile: "I don't like watching movies very much, instead of letting me sit in the movie theater for two hours, let me play a few games."

"What is this?" Feng Zhuo casually picked up the bruise medicine Duan Yi put on the table, "Why did you buy this?"

"Oh...it won't be for me..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Yi interrupted blankly: "Think too much."

"I broke my wrist and bought it for my own use."

Feng Zhuo asked "Ah" questioningly, "Did you bruise your wrist? When?"

"Just now," Duan Yi said, he actually turned on the spray, and sprayed twice on his left wrist.

Feng Zhuo tore off the plaster package and handed it to him, and said with concern: "Put another plaster on."

Duan Yi refused: "No."

Feng Zhuo frowned: "Why don't you buy it if you don't post it!"

"It was recommended by the pharmacy. I don't think my wrist is that serious, so there's no need to stick it on." Duan Yi lied without changing his face.

The packaging bag was torn open, Feng Zhuo hummed: "If you don't post it, I will post it!"

After speaking, he slapped the plaster in front of Duan Yi, without any attitude of asking for help, and said directly: "You stick it for me."

Duan Yi stared at him, silent.

Feng Zhuo had already turned his back to him, lifted his clothes, and added: "It's on the back, I can't reach it by myself."

The moment he lifted his shirt off, Duan Yi saw the shocking scars on his back with his own eyes.

A piece of purple-red congestion, surrounded by blue and purple patches.

"One is not enough," Duan Yi said coldly, staring at the injury on his back, "Two are needed."

"Yeah." Feng Zhuo grabbed the hem of his clothes with one hand to prevent the clothes from slipping off, and was checking the news with his mobile phone in the other hand.

Duan Yi tore off the plaster and put it on Feng Zhuo's injured area.

The moment his hand touched his wound, Feng Zhuo's back twitched.

Feng Zhuo originally wanted to hang up the voice call from Feng Yue, but because of the pain, his fingers trembled and he accidentally answered it.

He couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Grass!"

After answering all the calls, Feng Zhuo didn't hang up.

Duan Yi thought that Feng Zhuo was scolding him, and deliberately pressed the plaster he put on him.

Feng Zhuo was asking Feng Yue angrily: "Why... hiss! Ah... it hurts! Take it easy!"

In fact, Duan Yi didn't use any force at all, he said in a cold and low voice: "I didn't use any force."

Feng Zhuo yelled: "That hurts too!"

Hearing Feng Zhuo's ecstasy yelling through the receiver, and another boy's voice, Feng Yue couldn't help being stunned.

Foreign countries are much more open than domestic ones. He has lived abroad these years and has seen many homosexuals cuddling and even kissing in public.

He has also been chased by many people of the same sex, and he is not ignorant of this aspect.

When Feng Yue heard the conversation between Feng Zhuo and another boy, his first reaction was: "My brother is bent."

Immediately afterwards, panic came endlessly.

Brother is doing with that boy... so what?

His call seems to be at the wrong time... Damn it!Brother, wouldn't you accidentally hit the answer button, but you didn't know the call was connected at all, right?

Then he shouldn't be eavesdropping!

Just as Feng Yue was about to cut off the call in a panic, don't listen to indecent words, Feng Zhuo's annoyed words came down the receiver: "Why are you calling? Let the fart go!"

Feng Yue was startled, and then hurriedly said: "I...don't bother you anymore, I'll send you a WeChat message to chat with you later, you...you go on, I didn't hear anything, bro, I won't tell my parents!"

After Feng Yue finished speaking, he immediately cut off the call.

Feng Zhuo, who still didn't understand what Feng Yue meant, frowned and said, "What are you doing, crazy!"

Duan Yi, who put the plaster on him behind him, overheard the conversation: "..."

In the next second, Feng Zhuo, who finally understood the meaning of Feng Yue's words, was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up: "Fuck! What did he think of us?!"

"Stupid!!"

Duan Yi said: "Who told you to scream."

Feng Zhuo was dissatisfied and confident: "Don't let people cry out for the pain?"

Duan Yi squinted at him, only to see Feng Zhuo hissing and grinning as he put down his clothes, covering his upper body.

Although Feng Zhuo looked very thin in his clothes, but one thing to say, his figure is still quite good.

Because he is lively and active and likes sports very much, Feng Zhuo's thin body is actually broad in shoulders and narrow in waist, with obvious abdominal muscles.

Feng Yue's WeChat message has been sent.

Feng Yue: "Brother, are you going abroad for the National Day?"

Feng Zhuo, who had just released Feng Yue from the blacklist, couldn't see it. In Feng Yue's chat box, there were WeChat messages sent to him every day.

It's just that there is a red exclamation mark in front of each message, and there is a line of small words below to remind him that he was blocked by the other party.

Until today, he finally saw the light of day again and was released from the small dark room by his brother.

Feng Zhuo replied to him while turning on the computer: "What are you thinking about, daydreaming?"

After a few seconds, Feng Yue sent again: "Come if you have nothing to do, okay, brother?"

Feng Zhuo refused mercilessly: "Not good."

Feng Zhuo: "If you want to enter my blacklist again, go ahead."

Feng Zhuo could only obediently stop talking about this topic, and instead asked: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Feng Zhuo said, "Play games."

Feng Yue: "What game? Can you take me with you?"

Feng Zhuo: "Eat chicken. No. And, don't bother me."

Feng Yue said obediently: "Then you play and find me when you are free."

Feng Zhuo didn't talk to Feng Yue anymore, he put down his phone and logged into Steam, and then teamed up with Duan Yi to enter the game.

During skydiving, Feng Zhuo asked Duan Yi: "You still play games with wrist pain, can you bear it?"

Duan Yi said "um", and then added: "Anyway, it won't hurt enough to scream."

Feng Zhuo heard the ridicule and teasing in his words, and fought back not to be outdone: "I don't use my back to play games!"

Duan Yi raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

More than 20 minutes later, the two won their first victory of the day.

At the moment of eating the chicken, Feng Zhuo leaned back against the back of the chair: "Hey, bullshit...ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

He leaned forward in an instant, grasping the edge of the table with both hands, his knuckles turned white from the pain he exerted too hard.

Feng Zhuo straightened his chest and raised his head slightly, closed his eyes and frowned to relieve the needle-like pain on his back.

Duan Yi turned his face to stare at the pained Feng Zhuo, his eyes gradually darkened.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly unconsciously, then he turned his head stiffly, staring at the computer screen expressionlessly.

……

Duan Yi didn't take any medicine when he packed his things from the private room of the Internet cafe and went home.

Feng Zhuo stuffed the plaster and spray into his schoolbag very rudely, and said, "If you don't take it away, I'll take it home!"

Duan Yi said indifferently: "Take it."

Feng Zhuo packed all the medicines that Duan Yi bought, and the moment Duan Yi walked out of the private room with his schoolbag on his back, he muttered: "It seems useless to take it."

"I can't reach it!" He frowned in distress and plucked his hair.

"Look for help." Duan Yi answered.

Feng Zhuo joked casually without worrying: "Who are you looking for? Looking for you?"

Duan Yi asked back with a cold face: "I will help you make up lessons and put on plasters for you. Am I your nanny?"

Feng Zhuo grinned awkwardly: "It's not impossible if you want to."

Duan Yi smiled and refused mercilessly: "I don't want to."

That night, after falling asleep, Duan Yi fell into a fiery dream.

In the dream, he hugged a person from behind. The person held his chest up and raised his head, with a painful face on his face. His hands were gripping the edge of the table very hard. His slender fingers were exceptionally beautiful, and he kept murmuring the pain uncomfortably.

But he was short of breath, and only replied in a low voice hoarsely: "Resist."

Until the other party shouted unsteadily: "Teacher Yi..."

Duan Yi suddenly saw the face of the man in his arms clearly.

Duan Yi suddenly woke up.

The room was pitch black and very quiet, only the sound of his own unsteady breathing and violent heartbeat filled his ears, which was exceptionally clear, and even shook his eardrums.

After a while, Duan Yi discovered the abnormality in his body.

He lowered his eyebrows, sat up slowly, got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Duan Yi is a little annoying.

This was the first time he had a clear human face in such a dream.

And that person is Feng Zhuo.

A guy he hasn't figured out if he's straight or crooked.