Pain fetish

Chapter 6 "I'll Never Forgive You"

The young people's love is scorching hot and full of unrestrained love. It was the happiest eight months of Fu Ge's 18-year-old, and it was the source of all his inspiration in the last year when he was still able to pick up a paintbrush.

Fu Ge saw Qi Han for the first time on a midsummer evening.

The setting sun sprinkled the brick-red runway, and the evening wind blew the plain white hawthorn flowers off the branches. Fu Ge walked quickly across the basketball court with his easel on his back, his knees exposed under his shorts were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

He has hypoglycemia, in the summer.

After being bored in the studio for a day and a night, without any water, he felt dizzy when he went out. He didn't notice when he leaned into the field until a basketball flew past his forehead.

The accident happened so fast that Fu Ge had no way of avoiding it. He was swaying and was about to fall. At this moment, someone grabbed his wrist, and he fell into a hot embrace.

The moment he raised his eyes, he saw a boy with a drenched jersey in the heat wave, and that was Qi Han.

"Student, are you alright?"

His chin was dripping with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be on fire, but the palm of his hand was unexpectedly warm, making Fu Ge's heart tingle when he pressed it on his forehead.

"The eyes look quite bright, why are you walking in a daze, can't it be heat stroke, my God, it really is heat stroke."

Fu Ge was dumbfounded and speechless. Seeing him standing up and turning his back, he gestured to the team members to stop, "Ten minutes for intermission!"

The 17-year-old alpha had broad shoulders, a high nose bridge, and clear muscle lines protruding from his arms when he was flat. His aggressive face was magnified again and again in his field of vision, and then Fu Ge's body suddenly hung in the air, and he hugged him.

"The infirmary is not open on the rest day, so let's make do with it."

He carried Fu Ge all the way to the pool, wet his forehead with cold water, and washed his hands carefully.

"Can I eat chocolate?"

"......what?"

As soon as the words were finished, a piece of opened chocolate came to his mouth, Qi Han held the wrapping paper and fed him, "Eat it."

Fu Ge was stunned, a blush spread all over his body like an allergy, "Thank you, thank you, I'll just do it myself."

"Your hands are full of paint." Qi Han avoided his hands.

"...Okay." He curled up his fingers in embarrassment, and began to eat with his hand.

In summer, the temperature is high, and the chocolate melts into a thin layer and sticks to the wrapping paper. Fu Ge can only eat while sucking, it's like sucking Qi Han's fingers through a thin film.

"Eat honestly." Qi Han said pretending to be calm.

"Huh?" He blinked suspiciously, and said obediently, "Honestly."

By the time he ate the last side, the chocolate had melted into sauce, and it was dripping wetly down the wrapping paper. Fu Ge hurriedly stretched out his tongue to lick it for fear of getting his hands dirty, but the last drop slipped into the gap between his fingers, and the tip of his tongue At the same time, he sucked Qi Han's knuckles.

Like an electric shock, the fingers suddenly retracted, and the wrapping paper fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other anxiously, one was ashamed, the other was ashamed and indignant, both of them were in turmoil.

Qi Han scratched his hair and fled in despair.

Fu Ge hid by the wall, watching him rush into the field in a hurry, and then accurately threw the first ball into the opponent's frame.

At the end of the intermission, a cluster of hawthorn flowers fell all over the pool.

That was the first time Fu Ge knew that 10 minutes was so short, as short as the beginning of love at first sight.

There is no artist who doesn't love his muse, and if he has, he just hasn't met yet.

From that day on, all the teenagers in Fu Ge's works had their appearances, and all the endless inspirations had their sources.

He didn't know how to express his love, so he could only hide his love with a paintbrush.

It just so happened that the teacher in the art group launched a 100-day challenge to paint the sunset, and Fu Ge had a legitimate reason to come to the basketball court every day.

It's just that others paint the sunset, but he paints a boy who is more dazzling than the sunset.

The hawthorn tree blooms, bears fruit, and leaves fall.The evening tide rises and recedes, dyeing the corner of the sky red.

From the second year of high school to the third year of high school, 365 days, he painted Qi Han in the whole spring, summer, autumn and winter, and his courage finally swelled to fill his heart. He said in person: I hate beta the most.

Fu Ge froze on the spot, lost in thought for a while.

The picture album was never sent out, and his first crush also ended without a problem.

He no longer went to the basketball court to paint, and the challenge of painting the sunset also failed. The inexhaustible inspiration completely dried up overnight, but he did not expect that a month later, Qi Han suddenly applied to become a mannequin for their art team.

On the first day of the figure drawing class, he made frequent mistakes.

First, he cut the paper with a utility knife, and then broke the nib of the pen. In the end, he overturned the paint and accidentally got it in his mouth. He could only run to the bathroom with a sullen head, and plunged into the arms of the model when he came back.

The classmates roared with laughter, Fu Ge blushed, and before leaving, Qi Han pinched his earlobe unintentionally, and showed him the paint that had been rubbed off, with a doting smile on his face, "Why are you drawing while painting like a cat?" It's making trouble."

As a result, Fu Ge's heart, which had finally calmed down, became turbulent again.

But he still remembered his gender, and suppressed those thoughts that shouldn't be there very well. He thought that the two of them would have no more interaction, but he didn't expect that on the day of the high school graduation ceremony, Qi Han suddenly entered a susceptibility period.

Fu Ge jumped over the window and jumped into the building. His uncharacteristically rebellious behavior shocked the teacher and classmates, but he couldn't control that much. He ran desperately, ran desperately, and rushed to the building at the fastest speed Studio on the third floor.

When he walked to the door, he didn't even think about the purpose of coming in, what qualifications and position he had, but he soon had no time to think about it.

Because as soon as the door opened, he saw Qi Han was sitting on his desk committing suicide.

It was a scene that Fu Ge hadn't experienced in the previous 18 years. It was obvious that someone else did the bad thing, but he hid behind the door like a guilty conscience.

In the studio, alpha gasped wildly, and squatted at the door hugging his knees, lowering his head lower and lower.

The sweetheart who was separated by the wall was thinking about relieving the combination fever by himself, Fu Ge almost rushed in directly, but he didn't dare.

He was afraid that it was just a coincidence, and he was afraid that he might make a mistake.

After alpha enters the susceptible period, most of them are manic, lost, and have high desires. Fu Ge originally wanted to wait for him to finish and then pretend that he had just arrived, give him the inhibitor and leave.

Unexpectedly, Qi Han not only didn't have any intention to stop his efforts after one incident, but he even did something even more egregious.

He found Fu Ge's school uniform and put it on the table, buried his whole face in it, then leaned his head against the back of the chair...

He closed his eyes and shrugged his shoulders, and there was a trembling sound in his throat, whimpering inarticulately, and gritted his teeth while crying to express his grievances.

"Fu Ge, you liar! I have been a model for you for four months for nothing, and you don't even remember my name! I'm still X, who is X, my name is Qi Han..."

The person hiding outside the door was already so ashamed that he was about to explode. He buried his head deep in his knees and replied in a low voice, "It's not that I don't know the name, it's that I dare not write it."

He is used to signing the model before painting, but if he puts those two words on the paper, he can't do anything in the whole class.

The more Qi Han said, the more wronged he became, and he was out of breath from crying, "Obviously you provoked me first, you were the one who licked my fingers...it was you who came to paint me every day...but I prepared for so long before I dared to confess to you, but you suddenly don't want me..."

Fu Ge also pursed his lips aggrievedly, "Obviously you said you hated beta, and I have prepared for a long time to confess... so many paintings..."

Qi Han was still crying inside, "You don't want me anymore...you are a heartless man...you don't even look at me standing naked in front of you...you don't even look at me I don't even know my name..."

He cried and lay down on the table, his whole body was so uncomfortable, "Xiaoge, I'm so sad... come and hug me... you touch me... …”

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, "It's better not to come... I will definitely push you on the table and cry if you come here..."

"I also want to smear pheromone all over your body, I also want... I also want to plant temporary marks on your drawing hands, and write my name all over you from the inside to the outside, see Do you still dare to call me X..."

Fu Ge walked in at that moment.

He locked the door, stood behind Qi Han, and it took a hundred thousand points of courage to say those words tremblingly——

"Is it called X, and those things can be done..."

Qi Han was scared out of his wits.

There was no time to mention the pants, and he ran away while apologizing loudly.

Fu Ge bit his lip and grabbed him, "Do you want to run again?"

Qi Han was crying so hard at that time, "I did this kind of stupid thing to you, are you still willing to talk to me, you obviously...you don't even know my name..."

Fu Ge went directly to his locker, opened the door roughly, and the contents of the locker poured out, hundreds of paintings covered the floor, and the protagonists were all him without exception.

"I dare not write your name..."

He clenched his hands into fists, trembling with nervousness, "But I have recited it silently in my heart thousands of times."

Qi Han burst into a fit of madness at the time, pounced on, howling, and pushed Fu Ge onto the floor covered with paintings, rolling into a ball with his hands and feet.

"You like me too?"

Qi Han gnawed his lips, kissed the side of his neck, and pressed his hand on his beating heart.

"Isn't it obvious enough that I'm doing it?"

"Fool! What two big fools!"

He cursed in a low voice, broke the neck and bit the back of the neck. Even though beta didn't have glands, the pheromone still rushed into the blood at the fastest speed.

Pain, pleasure, and the satisfaction of being invaded, Fu Ge's body was flooded with pheromones, and a light gasp murmured in his throat.

Qi Han picked up a painting, lifted the hem of his clothes and stuck it to the person's chest, "What were you thinking when you painted me?"

"What were you thinking when you were kidding yourself, what was I thinking when I drew you—uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was framed up, Qi Han's eyes were bloodshot, he hugged him and pressed him hard on the table, "Xiaoge...I will love you all my life..."

"Me too."

The graduation season where countless couples break up on the first day after high school graduation.

Fu Ge and Qi Han are together.

They didn't tell anyone, but quietly planned a graduation trip for just the two of them, going to Litang for a horse race, going to the Potala Palace to worship, touching the two bags hanging from the goat's neck on the grassland, and sharing food beside the small river. A piece of rotten and hard cake.

Love inspired all of Fu Ge's romantic factors. During that time, his inspiration was overwhelming. During the three-month summer vacation, he drew dozens of finished products, one of which was finally finalized for the men's diamond ring design and won the prestigious jewelry competition. awards.

After that, everything is chaotic and collapsing.

He remembered that he used that diamond ring to propose to Qi Han, and brought him home to meet his parents. He also designed a grand engagement ceremony, and he gave Qi Han all his love, warm and touching.

They were the youngest couple in the church and, at the same time, the most absurd.

Because on the day of the ceremony, Qi Han broke into the church with the police and took his parents away, destroying the century-old foundation of the Fu Group.

The two newcomers who were wearing white suits at the beginning, one became a messenger of justice, and the other became the son of a criminal.

Before Fu Ge even had time to react, his mouth was covered and he was locked in the basement. After that, he was tortured and imprisoned for [-] days.

Qi Han burned all the paintings in front of him, and threw them into the brazier one by one. Fu Ge couldn't see his face clearly in the ashes all over the sky. He could only hear the other party sarcastically saying: "You You don't really think I like you, do you?"

He sneered, "Fu Ge, you and your love are worth nothing in my heart."

The engagement ring was taken off and thrown on the ground, the mad Qi Han stepped on his dignity under his feet, Fu Ge was chained to the bed, watching his muse destroy all his beliefs.

They have known each other for two years, eight months and fourteen days, only the last fourteen days are the real Qi Han, and everything else is a deception that Qi Han wove to achieve his goal.

Since then, he has never been able to pick up a pen, and he has never been able to remember the boy who made him fall in love at first sight by the pool full of hawthorn flowers.

"Little song? Little song!"

When struggling to wake up from the dream, the familiar shout still echoed in my ears, eager and flustered.

Fu Ge opened his eyes suddenly, and the fingertips holding his arm pierced directly into the flesh, only to realize that he had identified the wrong person again.

"Yes, sir?"

Qi Han heaved a sigh of relief, and hugged him into his arms, "I came out to pour water, only to see you waving your hands and screaming, are you having a nightmare?"

"Well, I dreamed about him again."

Qi Han's arm stiffened, let him go, went to the table to pour water, and asked casually, "Do you remember what he looks like?"

"Not yet." Fu Ge panted, "But I saw a pair of diamond rings."

The water glass knocked on the table with a "ding" and fell over.

Qi Han tore off the necklace he was wearing around his neck and stuffed it into his pocket. There were two men's necklaces hanging from it.

"What style is the ring?" He poured another glass of water and handed it to Fu Ge.

"It seems...it's a plain ring, inlaid with a row of bright diamonds. I designed it, and I liked it very much before."

Qi Han looked at him, and raised his hand to help him brush off the cold sweat on his side neck, his palms went all the way into the pajamas, and touched his old scar that spread from his side neck to his collarbone.

"I liked it before, but I didn't like it later?"

Fu Ge said: "Well, I just felt that the cutting surface of the diamond is very sharp, and it can kill people with a lot of force."

Qi Han's hands trembled, "Who do you want to kill?"

Fu Ge's eyes were dull.

Qi Han asked again: "Him?"

Fu Ge remained silent.

Qi Han finally asked: "Then did you do it?"

This time Fu Ge said, "No."

His empty eyes were exceptionally bright in the dark night, "I can't do it, I can only kill myself."

In order to break free from the handcuffs, he abruptly broke a little finger, then picked up the ring with bloody hands, and cut his own neck without hesitation.

Qi Han still remembered that blood splashed a red line under his neck, and Fu Ge was lying in his arms, dying, with hatred: "I will never forgive you."

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Woooooo review sister, we all deleted it?_?

"There is no artist who does not love his muse... Encounter" is an online copywriting, I can't find the source?????

ps: The countdown to the crematorium is on.