Broken Bonds

77

Chapter 77

WARNING: There may be some mature elements in this chapter. The readers’ discretion is advised.

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The long, deep, hot kiss drained the breaths of the two.

Yan Feili’s body was limp and trembled, but he didn’t know where he was and hugged Beitang Ao tightly, “Qianzhi, what did you just say? Say it again.”

Beitang Ao smiled, “The night is still long, I’ll tell you slowly.”

With a single movement, the long-awaited clone entered the long-awaited hole. 

“Ah…” Yan Feili yelled in a low voice, caught off guard.

“You are still so tight…” Beitang Ao sighed proudly, no longer suppressing his fiery desires and combined with the other.

Yan Feili’s mind was dizzy, suppressing his groan, and clutching his shoulder. What did he… What did he just say…? Did he say he… Loves me? I can’t believe it, did I misheard it? I have never, never expected… Love…

Yan Feili only felt that the blood in his body was burning. Beitang Ao slammed into him, but he still couldn’t satisfy him. Beitang Ao seemed to know what Yan Feili was thinking, hugged him, turned him over, let him sit on top, and kept pushing deeper.

“Ah─” Yan Feili finally groaned, shrinking his back hole. The extreme pleasure came surging, and his hands held onto Beitang Ao’s shoulders.

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Twelve years.

Twelve years have passed since Yan Feili first saw and fell in love with Beitang Ao.

For twelve years, he had been thinking about it day and night, dreaming about it. But just now in his ear, that man said the word ‘love’ that broke his heart. This feeling that was buried in silence for twelve years finally paid off. All the previous sufferings and pains, contradictions and wanderings, disappeared in an instant. Even if he woke up tomorrow and realized that it was just a big dream, this life was worth it. 

“Hu… Fei… Fei…” Beitang Ao was irritated by his scorching heat and firmness that he had gone against for three years of longing. It was now the oldest language of mankind, and it had always spoken through the impact of the flesh. He had never known that he would have such a fierce lust before, but only for Yan Feili. The instinct of the body can always burn without provocation and easily annihilate his reasonings.

“Ah…”

After a fierce push and contraction, the two reached a high level. The hot liquid gushes out, and the inner walls were filled.

Beitang Ao took the fallen soft man into his arms, gently kissed his cheek, and saw the black hair soaked in sweat with a few silver threads interspersed with it. He felt distressed and tightened his arms. 

“Feili, you have suffered in the past few years…”

Yan Feili didn’t seem to hear him at all and didn’t bother to move. Even if he was not drunk and worry-free, he had no extra strength at this moment. He just laid down beside Beitang Ao with his eyes closed, panting.

“Are you tired?” Beitang Ao asked.

“…Say it again…” 

“What?”

Yan Feili’s voice was very weak, almost unlike his usual self, but his opened eyes were filled with hot expectations. “What you said just now…”

Beitang Ao understood, couldn’t help but smile softly, pressed his lips, the warm breath passed through the lips of the two mix together. He said word by word, “I love you, Feili.”

Yan Feili stared at him for a moment, a layer of mists covered his dark eyes, and then he closed his eyes. His hands were still holding Beitang Ao’s shoulders, shaking slightly. 

Beitang Ao kissed the tears overflowing from the corner of his eyes. The bitter taste was like his depression for many years.

“When I told you to cut off the evil feelings, I didn’t know I would catch them instead. I gave you three years and also gave myself three years. Now I understand clearly, are you happy?”

Yan Feili was quiet for a moment and then smiled in a daze, “I’m very happy. It’s like dreaming.”

“Hehe…” Beitang Ao hugged him, “Whether you can get it, it depends on whether you have the intention.” 

“Yes.” Yan Feili thought of what Beitang Ao said to Ri’er on the grassland, he finally understood. “You are telling me not to give up lightly.”

“It has nothing to do with me if you don’t give up. Anyway, I won’t give up what I want to get,” Beitang Ao said.

Yan Feili shook his body. The lower bodies of the two were pressed together, and when he moved, the clone of each other rubbed and reacted somewhat.

Beitang Ao’s arrogant aura was a bit heavy, “What are you doing?” 

“The drug’s effects… They haven’t reduced…” He muttered.

Beitang Ao widened his eyes with some suspicion, “Are you inviting me?”

Yan Feili was ashamed and said, “Your drug was too heavy!”

Beitang Ao laughed, “So that’s it. Feili, I said I will satisfy you but you need to be straightforward.” 

But he also knew that if Yan Feili was not at his last resort, he will even try to invite. It also made him embarrassed, and this time he no longer forced Yan Feili and happily sent the clone that stood upright in again.

This night, the long-lost combination made the two deeply fascinated.

Dawn came, and the sunlight made its way in through the layers of window lattices.

Beitang Ao stared at Yan Feili, who fell asleep beside him with an inexplicable peace in his heart. Three years did not bring much change to Yan Feili’s face, but his skin had become rougher and darker than before due to his current lifestyle. However, the full and regular life brought him a healthier body. Compared to when he left, the root of his illness seemed to have improved. Although his face was thinner than before, it was more angular. The original rigid demeanor had matured. 

Beitang Ao noticed his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his breathing changed, and knew that Yan Feili was about to wake up. Suddenly, he closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to sleep.