The kiss was rough and imposing, mixed with Zhou Li’s suppressed emotions, even carrying a sense of tragic intensity.
Gu Changheng’s lips and tongue were hurt from the biting. He used all his strength to push the man on top of him away.
The man, who usually obeyed Gu Changheng’s words, was now like a small mountain, indifferent to Gu Changheng’s resistance, and his hands were already tearing at Gu Changheng’s clothes.
Buttons were unfastened one after another.
Gu Changheng’s frail body was exposed to the air, and Zhou Li kissed down his body, which was not in good condition due to rashes, starting from his collarbone all the way down.
At this moment, all of Gu Changheng’s resistance felt as weak as a kitten. He couldn’t budge the person lying on him at all.
He never knew that Zhou Li had such great strength.
“Zhou Li, don’t, don’t do this…” At this moment, Zhou Li was like a leopard eager to release his emotions. Gu Changheng felt both heartache and anxiety, and he was scared.
Just kissing the upper body was no longer enough for Zhou Li. His hands were already unzipping Gu Changheng’s pants, pulling down his underwear too.
“Zhou Li!” Gu Changheng slapped Zhou Li’s back hard, trying to stop his actions. He put all his strength into each slap. “Don’t do this, please, don’t do this!”
“I’ll be gentle,” Zhou Li smiled. “A few days ago, I looked for videos online while you were asleep. I studied well. I’ll be gentle with you, I promise it won’t hurt!”
Zhou Li took out a tube of ointment from his trouser pocket and squeezed a generous amount into his palm.
When the cold ointment touched Gu Changheng’s body, he suddenly fell into a kind of despair he had never felt before. He raised his hand and slapped Zhou Li hard across the face.
“Smack!”
After the crisp sound of the slap, the room fell into a suffocating silence.
Zhou Li froze in place.
He maintained his position over Gu Changheng, his eyes welling up with tears under Gu Changheng’s angry gaze.
The two looked at each other. Gu Changheng slowly raised his hand and brushed away the tears flowing from Zhou Li’s eyes, his voice choked a little. “I am an AIDS patient. Kissing me, making love with me? Ah Li, do you want to die?”
Zhou Li’s lips trembled. He wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, “I don’t want to live anymore.” Then he added, “Changheng, really, I don’t want to live anymore.”
Gu Changheng pretended to be relaxed and said, “You’re just in your early thirties, still very young. It’s hard to find a three-legged frog, but two-legged men are everywhere—”
Zhou Li interrupted him, “But Gu Changheng, there’s only you in the world.”
Gu Changheng’s nose felt incredibly sour, and he couldn’t speak properly. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would cry.
The two looked at each other in silence.
After two or three minutes, Gu Changheng managed to suppress his emotions and said, “Didn’t we already know it would end up like this? I’ve known for a long time that I wouldn’t be able to stay with you for long. I knew all this since we started dating.”
Zhou Li was at a loss for words.
Gu Changheng continued, “Ah Li…” He wanted to say a lot but couldn’t say anything. After a long pause, he finally said, “Let’s take the bus home tomorrow. I want to die in our home. I don’t like hotels outside.”
Zhou Li nodded with tears in his eyes. “Okay.”
Gu Changheng reached out to wipe Zhou Li’s tears again. “Go to sleep, I’m sleepy.”
