Hanqing Japanese Words

Cheng Han went crazy all night, Guan Qing said nicely, "Just give me a hug, let me know you need me" Actually, it's extremely shameless, it's time to kiss, it's time to touch, even while he was still in shock At that time, he had a close contact with his brother.

God knows that when Guan Qing climbed up from under him to wipe his mouth with a tissue, he was almost paralyzed from fright. Of course, part of this paralysis was due to the pleasure.

Cheng Han's brain, body, and body are all in a state of crisis, and he is trying to calm down the aftermath of his limbs and bones.

This fellow was fine, sat silently beside his bed for a while, then silently put on his clothes, picked up his things and left.It wasn't until the sound of Guan Qing pulling the door bolt that Cheng Han reacted with a jolt,

"Where are you going?"

Just listen to the guy whispering at the door:

"Go to sleep, just treat this night as a dream."

Then the merit and fame are hidden.

Cheng Han didn't think well, this is the rhythm of throwing it away when it is used up.Immediately put on his pants and chased out the door. Although the ancient city of Lijiang was not big, he couldn't find the small alleys at the intersections that were so numerous.

So he rode his motorcycle on a rainy night with cold wind and rushed all the way to the airport, but life is not a TV drama, and he didn't pass by the plane Guan Qing was on because he never found him.

Cheng Han's thoughts were chaotic, and he felt that all this was really like a ridiculous dream, which was done in a flash and then disappeared with lightning speed.It seemed that Guan Qing would push the door open at any time, and ask him what he had for breakfast, just like in the early morning of the past.

"Eh? Where did Guan Qing go? Aren't you going back with us?" The old man put his arms around the girlfriend he had just met, with a dazed expression on his face.

Cheng Han hummed lightly, and didn't even have the strength to speak.

Guan Qing left, and Cheng Han stood in front of the empty wardrobe, leaving nothing except the bedding on the bed.

The photo album at home was also gone, so everything in the house lost its human flavor in an instant, and Cheng Han felt that he was not considered a human being, at most a ghost.

"Brother who sleeps on my upper bunk, silent you, what questions you once asked me, no one asks now; give me the brother who smokes, give me the happy past, you can never guess Take out the coin in my hand and shake my head and say it's too mysterious... You said that whenever you look back at the red sunset, whenever you hear the evening bell again, the bits and pieces of the past will surge up, and you will be sad before it's too late in my heart..."

Cheng Han was sitting on the high chair. He knew that he was not in good shape tonight, and he basically relied on humming.Fortunately, this song is simple and unpretentious. After he sang it with more breath and less breath, a bunch of people below applauded and praised him for his delicious singing.

He thought to himself: The brother who sleeps on my upper bunk, you who are silent, the brother who gives me cigarettes, the brother who always wants to sleep with me.

What a bunch of idiots!

The band sang at the bar, three games a night, five songs in one game, but Cheng Han couldn't hold it in the second game, didn't drink too much, didn't get sick, but he just couldn't continue singing, the words and the tune were just in his mouth side, but he couldn't open his mouth.

No energy, no energy.

His state was noticed by the band, and the old man secretly called Guan Qing several times but the phone was turned off, so anyone who knew the inside story guessed what happened.

Although the old man is ugly, he is really talented.

He came to Cheng Han's side, urged him to drink two glasses of wine, took out his camera and took out Guan Qing's photo before his eyes.

"Hey, look at Guan Qingting's photo. She is fair and beautiful, with delicate features. Why doesn't she have a girlfriend when she's so handsome?"

Cheng Han glanced over, "None of your business!"

The old mouse's eyes are shining, and his smile is wretched:

"Eh?" He elbowed Cheng Han twice, "Did he tell you?"

Cheng Han's eyelids twitched, "Say what?"

The old man suddenly realized, and stretched the end: "Oh~ he didn't tell you, forget it."

Speaking of getting up to leave, Cheng Han yelled at him, "Stop, sit down!"

The old man shook his brows tremblingly, and sat down.

Cheng Han sensed something was wrong, squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you know what he's going to say to me?"

The old man: "How do I know what he's going to tell you?"

Cheng Han: "Then what do you mean he told me?"

The old man: "I don't know!"

Cheng Han: "...Chen Boxiu, if you play tongue twisters with me again, believe it or not, I'll give you your tongue."

The old man curled his lips in disdain, but still thought about it seriously, and said:

"He really didn't tell you?" Seeing Cheng Han's fierce eyes about to turn his face, he quickly received: "He likes you, didn't he tell you?"

Cheng Huan's head hummed in disbelief: "Did he tell you?"

"There's no need to say it, everyone knows it."

"Everyone?" Cheng Han's eyebrows were twisted into knots.

"Yeah," the old man said with a full face of resentment, "I can see it, who can't see it? He will follow us every time we go out, sleep with you, eat with you, and you are a girlfriend. He follows behind everywhere." Desolate; you broke up, and he was flushed with joy behind you; you drank too much, and he was the first to run over to hold you up. Just that time, when you were fed too much by the female producer, you rushed Spit, he rushed to pick it up, and even rushed to wipe it for you after picking it up.

I didn’t say it, just the body you vomited on, oh my god, the aunt who picks up the rags hates you, and he hurriedly wiped your mouth and face to comfort you, ‘It’s okay, it’s okay, drink some water, immediately I'm home', oh my dear mother, brother, if you don't have that kind of heart for you, you'll be damned! "

Cheng Han listened blankly, and the pictures appeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. He didn't pay much attention, because in his whole life, Guan Qing always accompanied him so quietly, doing those things, and never said a word.

He said, he just listened, he didn't talk, he just accompanied.It's as if all the good things he has done to him are what he was born to do, as a matter of course.

Cheng Han returned home like a dead body, sitting alone on the bed in Guan Qing's hut, smoking a cigarette full of sorrow, flipping through the photos in the old camera.He looked and looked, and found that Guan Qing in those photos had crooked eyebrows, staring at the camera very happily.

Then he remembered that the person behind the camera...was himself!

He likes me?Cheng Han thought, he likes me?He really likes me!

Why?When did it start?Why?

Cheng Han's reflex arc, which is different from ordinary people, finally started to work. I was not surprised when he said he liked me, but why wasn't I surprised?I should be surprised!I must be amazed!

Damn, I treat you like a brother, but you want to sleep with me, and you sleep and sleep, and then you fucking go away and leave this eternal question, why do you have it?

So Cheng Han started to go crazy again from that night. He rushed to Guan Qing's factory early in the morning, and called up the section chief who had just finished the night shift.

"Guan Qing? He asked for leave and hasn't come back yet! How many days? He said it was a week. He was supposed to come back to work yesterday, but he was absent from work for two days!"

He called everyone who knew Guan Qing, and finally got the old man home:

"Wait here for me, as long as Guan Qing comes back, you must keep him for me."

The old man rolled his eyes sleepily, and said helplessly:

"So, what do you plan to do when you find him?"

what to do?Cheng Han slumped against the door frame, what could he do?Do you find him and tell him you don't go, we will continue to be brothers when you come back, or say you don't go, come back and continue to love me secretly.

No matter what to do, it will be a dead end, but can he not look for it?cannot.

In addition to finding him first, life has lost its direction.