The clerks were whispering, chatting, and looking at the man sitting at the long table outside the door.
He is smoking.
The hood of a loose gray hoodie was covering his head. From the indoor angle, only a section of his pale and thin chin could be seen. There were some lipstick marks around his lips, bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth, and scars on the back of his hands.
With the movement, the hoodie slid back a little, revealing the bright red hickey on his neck.
It feels like someone has been abused, but it is too ambiguous and makes people feel itchy.
The clerks took a breath and discussed in low voices, "When I save enough money, I must sleep with him once."
"Yes, didn't he clearly mark the price?"
"One night is so expensive..."
"It's worth it. I heard that as long as you give him enough money, you can do whatever you want to him."
"Didn't he get transformed? I heard he had stitches on his head..."
The man moved, and the clerks immediately fell silent.
He has good hearing, so don't let him be heard.
Yu Qing did hear it.
It's nothing, it's just that someone is generous and he exchanges what he can give, that's all.
He tucked up his collar, stretched his long legs in front of the convenience store, and smoked lazily.
The corner of his mouth where he was biting the cigarette was bruised and bloody.
He was beaten not long ago.
Today, an old and generous client wanted to sleep with him, so someone gave him a key card.
Yu Qing looked at the church not far away, inhaled gently, white smoke floated out of his mouth, and his eyes were blurred.
He's a pastor.
There is a big difference between today's pastors and the pastors mentioned in the Bible. The pastors in this city have their hands stained with blood, they do the most dirty and despicable things, and all they think about is greedy desire.
So dirty.
The priest has great power in this city.
He was in desperate need of such an opportunity, and he had never refused it. With the benefits provided by the priest, he survived the killing days again and again, and lived quite well in this city.
But today I don't think about it for some reason. Just looking at that card makes me feel dirty.
But he has no right to refuse.
He was tied up directly and given a hard 'education'. The other person lifted his chin and spoke to him softly and slowly in the tone of praying to God.
"Only by being obedient can you live longer."
That’s right, it’s something that has been done many times before, so there’s really no need to pretend to be arrogant.
There was a ding-dong sound, and the sound of the automatic sensor door opening and closing sounded beside me.
Someone came in and bought water at the drink cabinet.
Yu Qing didn't pay attention.
He lowered his head and looked at the back of his hand.
The blood vessels show a faint cyan color under the skin
He has a pair of beautiful hands, but today he was pulled off the stage and stepped on several times, and the joints were torn.
Turning around, his palms were bloody and bloody, and some broken glass had not been picked out.
It hadn't even been wiped, blood had dried on it, and part of it remained on the hotel sheets... When he was in so much pain that he couldn't help it, he couldn't help but scratch the sheets, leaving blood marks, and even scratched the glass deeper.
Just like his life, it sucks.
The cigarette ashes fell down, and some of them were blown by the wind. He frowned, pinched his collar and carefully shook off the dust.
In his shirt pocket, there was a piece of paper, neatly folded and unused by him.
That's the cleanest thing on him.
As the time approached twelve o'clock, carols rang out again from the central cathedral not far away.
He could imagine the priest wearing a pure white robe, standing under the beautiful and bizarre sculptures, guiding the loyal believers to sing carols.
He raised his lips, feeling ridiculous.
The pastor looks very solemn, but he is actually a disgusting scumbag.
He watched expressionlessly, took out the cigarette from his mouth, and after a few seconds, pressed it hard on the back of his hand.
The pain penetrated through the skin to the heart in an instant, and the body was numb.
Yu Qing stood up and gasped violently. Red marks appeared at the end of his eyes and his eyelashes became wet.
This is a physiological reaction and cannot be controlled, but he likes pain, and pain will wake him up.
It will make him feel relaxed.
Yu Qing took a deep breath and raised his lips.
Tick tock.
A few tiny drops of water fell to the ground.
The clouds and fog above my head became gloomy at some point.
It's raining.
Yu Qing removed the cigarette butt, leaving an ugly scar on the back of his hand. He never left scars outside of his clothes because they were unsightly. Even now, he still cares too much about his appearance.
Perhaps it was a habit left over from his previous career. He never wanted to leave scars where others could see them.
Those pretty hands had ugly smoke marks, but they had a strange sense of beauty. It was really strange.
When it rains, people on the street start running quickly.
His face was panicked and frightened, for fear of encountering something terrible.
Yes, terrible things will happen when it rains.
Yu Qing thought numbly, otherwise he would rush out and into the rain.
Thinking this, he stood up straight and took a step forward.
Living is tiring, really tiring.
Not as good as...
In the convenience store, the clerk who had been quietly looking at him was worried, but he huddled up and wanted to come out to call him, but the rain had already started to pour heavily.
Several people quickly hid in the employee lounge and locked the door.
Compared with male sex, life is more important.
With a ding-dong sound, the sensor door opened again.
Someone came out and stood beside him at the door.
Look up at the sky and stretch out your hands to catch the rain.
These days, few people dare to touch the rain.
He lazily raised his eyelids.
Suddenly she was stunned, and before she turned around, she subconsciously hid the half-burned cigarette behind her back.
The cigarette butt burned his finger, but he didn't feel any pain.
It was as if all of his attention had been deprived and he could only focus on the person next to him.
Her long, soft black hair was blown by the wind. From Yu Qing's perspective, she could only see an extremely beautiful and gentle profile. Her eyelashes were very long, like two small brushes. She trembled and trembled with her blinking movements.
.
Very thin and fair.
She raised her chin slightly, as if she was not familiar with the rules of this city, and actually raised her steps to walk into the rain.
Without thinking, Yu Qing stretched out his hand to hold her.
She was indeed very thin. She grabbed her slender wrist through her clothes. The broken glass in her palm was embedded deeper, pulling at the skin and flesh, leaving a heart-wrenching feeling.
The other person turned around.
That beautiful face was completely exposed to sight, and the eyes were very clean. He could even see his own reflection in those warm black eyes.
Wearing a hat, the corners of his mouth are blue.
Yu Qing suddenly felt embarrassed and turned away, feeling a belated sense of fear and uneasiness.
He took a few steps back, trying to hide in the shadows.
…
Tang Rou saw a decadent and handsome young boy next to her and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
The man froze. After a long time, a low and hoarse voice came from the darkness, "Don't go in the rain."
"Why?"
His voice became even lower, "There are monsters in the rain."
Tang Rou was thoughtful and took back her foot that was about to step out.
In the dark rain curtain, there was some faint movement.
Roaring, whining, and other sounds.
The older boy was a little anxious.
"Otherwise... just go into the store and hide." The voice was still very low.
Tang Rou looked at him, sniffed the air, and suddenly asked, "You changed your mind. You didn't smell like this just now."
"What?" The other party obviously didn't understand.
She smiled softly, "You seemed desperate just now. You smelled like a rotten green plum."
Rotten green plum?
Yu Qing was stuck for a moment, not knowing what to describe.