Thousands of silence

The.

The two met in a coffee shop near the school, and they used to go there often.

Xi Nian walked into the coffee shop wearing a baggy shirt. A few stubborn hairs on his head were sticking up mischievously, and his face was exceptionally clean and good-looking.

He walked up to Fan Ziqian and sat down with a refreshing breeze.

The fresh young man looked at Fan Ziqian with his long and narrow eyes, then shifted his gaze to Han Xin, and said with a smile, "Qianqian, you've lost weight." The words were clearly concerned, but there was a trace of sharpness in his tone.

Fan Ziqian replied with a sincere smile: "I am like that, you are okay, recently..."

Han Xin remembered Xi Nian, he was the one who ran away in the supermarket last time, she leaned over to Fan Ziqian and said, "This brother is good-looking."

Xi Nian smiled at her: "Like pretty ones?"

Han Xin nodded vigorously.

"It's very similar to your brother." His tone was very strange, which made Fan Ziqian a little confused. He sent Han Xin to play aside so that he could talk to Xi Nian.

"Are you used to living in Lao Leng's house? If not, come to my house." Fan Ziqian said softly, "Anyway, Han Yan is often not at home, so he happens to be with me."

"Han Fang isn't going home?" Xi Nian asked tentatively.

Fan Ziqian's eyes were a little lost: "He's too busy."

Xi Nian's expression was a bit complicated, and his heart was even more complicated. Should I tell him, should I tell him, should I tell him...he had already said it a thousand times on the way here...

"Qianqian..." Xi Nian's expression turned ugly, and he didn't know what to say.

"Ok?"

"Have you ever thought that if one day Han Yan leaves you..."

"Ah?" Fan Ziqian's eyes were clouded, and he smiled haggardly, looked up at Xi Nian and said, "You came to me to talk about this?"

Xi Nian waved his hand, bit his lips tightly, hesitating.

"Xi Nian, I have always regarded you as a friend, and will continue to do so in the future, so I hope to receive your blessing..." Fan Ziqian added in a low voice, "It's not a curse."

Xi Nian sighed helplessly, and turned his gaze to the window.

He said such things, he had nothing to say.

Fan Ziqian beckoned Han Xin to come over, went to the bar to pay and came to Xi Nian and said, "If there is nothing else, let's go first." The voice was cold, and there was a bit of resentment.

"Fan Ziqian." Watching the two leave, Xi Nian stopped him.

Fan Ziqian turned around.

"Have you ever liked Leng Qiaochen a little bit?"

Fan Ziqian smiled wryly, and said lightly, "No."

Xi Nian nodded: "Okay, I see."

Fan Ziqian gave Xi Nian a meaningful look, then turned and left with some contempt in his eyes.

When Xi Nian returned home, he took off Leng Qiaochen's shirt. He was wearing his clothes on purpose to meet Fan Ziqian.

He threw the shirt into Leng Qiaochen's pile of clothes, sorted the dark and light colors, and took it out for dry cleaning.

In the evening, when Leng Qiaochen came back, he sat on the sofa and said, "I haven't eaten."

"Me neither." Xi Nian said.

"Is there anything to eat at home?"

Xi Nian said, "Not anymore."

"Go to the supermarket."

"Why don't you go?" Xi Nian hated being ordered around.

"I mean..." He pushed his glasses: "Let's go together."

Xi Nian blushed immediately, and happily rushed into the bedroom to change.After all, this was the first time, the first time Leng Qiaochen asked to go out with him.

"I'm just going to the supermarket. Is it necessary to wear this...?" Leng Qiaochen looked at Xi Nian's outfit, a white T-shirt with a blue casual suit jacket, and a pair of red trousers. The color combination of this outfit is very bold. His legs are slender, his waist is more slender, and his skin is whiter.

"I bought it new." Xi Nian raised his eyebrows, "I'm actually very fashionable, compared to who..." He almost wanted to mention Fan Ziqian, but stopped quickly.

It's okay not to mention him, at least not in front of Leng Qiaochen.

"Replace it." Leng Qiaochen said.

Xi Nian was very surprised: "Why?"

"Who would wear such bright colors to the supermarket?"

"me."

"Replace." He ordered again, Xi Nian's flamboyant personality made him unbearable.

"No, let's go." Xi Nian walked to the door first, and went out to wait for him.

Leng Qiaochen just glanced at him indifferently, sat back on the sofa, and murmured, "Dress like this, as if you want to seduce someone..."

Xi Nian waited for a long time, feeling a little suffocated, and walked to the sofa: "Leng Qiaochen, are you sick? You also care about what other people wear?"

"You..." Leng Qiaochen looked up at him, it was so strange to talk to Xi Nian for the first time, he said righteously, "Are you someone else?"

"I..." Xi Nian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something, a trace of shame suddenly appeared on his face, and he was secretly happy.

"Since you live with me, don't go out to shame people." Leng Qiaochen explained.

Xi Nian stiffened his mouth and yelled arrogantly: "It's just living together, it's not someone of yours."

"Fortunately not." Leng Qiaochen said with a cold snort.

"You..." Xi Nian stared at him for a long time, but went back to the room silently, and changed into a white shirt that Leng Qiaochen no longer wore.

"Let's go." This time Xi Nian didn't wait for him at all, and rushed out the door.

Leng Qiaochen got up from the sofa reluctantly, closed the door unhurriedly, and followed Xi Nian downstairs.

Looking at the thin back of the young man walking in front, Leng Qiaochen was a little dazed. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, and zoomed in. The young man's slender figure and charming back appeared in the lens.

His fingers hesitated for a moment, but he gave up on taking pictures, put the phone back into his trouser pocket, and murmured: "White is still suitable for you."

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☆, rainy night

Outside the window, there was lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain was coming. The night was almost split into day. Fan Ziqian curled up on the sofa by himself, staring blankly at the TV screen with the sound turned off.

After a while, there was a sound of opening the door with a key, but the door was not opened for a long time.

Fan Ziqian opened the door, a gust of cold wind gushed in, and a clammy body fell on him.

Han Fang leaned against Fan Ziqian with his almost collapsed body, just after being drenched in the rain, his whole body was icy cold.

Fan Ziqian hugged him tightly, wiped the rain off his face with his hands, and smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"You still know to come back?" There was reproach in his tone.

"Qianqian..." Han Yan murmured to him, "Qianqian..."

After finally dragging Han Fang to the bedroom and taking off his suit, Fan Ziqian stood by the bed and exhaled, and said helplessly, "Next time you drink too much, don't come back."

"Qianqian..." Han Yan's hands were scrambling in the air, his eyes blurred.

Fan Ziqian didn't respond.

"Fan Ziqian!" Han Yan called out to him loudly, reaching out to grab the clothes of the person next to the bed like a fool, but he deftly dodged it.

"Fan Ziqian! You don't care about me!" Han Yan raised his voice.

"You fucking don't care about me!" He said every word.

"How many times?" Fan Ziqian said disappointedly, "Han Fang, think about it for yourself, how many times is this the first time? Every time you drink too much, we quarrel. Who has nothing to do all day waiting for a drunken lunatic? "

"Fan Ziqian!" Han Yan struggled to get up from the bed, his wet clothes pressed against his broad chest, and threw Fan Ziqian to the ground.

Fan Ziqian was lying on the cold floor, and when he fell, he hit the ground, and all the bones in his body ached.Han Hao was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Han Yan's eyes were red, and he strangled Fan Ziqian's wrist and said, "You think I want to quarrel with you? Do you think..." As he spoke, he reached into Fan Ziqian's pants and took out his mobile phone, as if in a state of insanity. Turning on the camera function, the camera said to Fan Ziqian: "Look at your own appearance, what about the old you?" He yelled: "Look at your own eyes, what is the difference between them and those women?"

"Those women..." Fan Ziqian repeated Han Jian's words, his mind was a little confused, and his body began to tremble. For so many days, what he was worried about, what he suspected, and those feelings that made him dread seemed to be approaching.

"My Qianqian was eaten by a dog?" He snarled and smashed his phone to the ground, kneeling on Fan Ziqian, looking crazy.

"It was eaten by you." Fan Ziqian did not look at him sideways, and his tone was cold.

There was a sharp pain in Han Fang's head, his body tilted, and he fell beside Fan Ziqian, closing his eyes in a trance.

Fan Ziqian got up from the ground, let Hanxiang lie on the ground, and walked straight to the door.

===================

"Hey, give it to me if you don't want to eat it, don't waste it." Leng Qiaochen squinted at the melted ice cream on the table.

Xi Nian ate carelessly, making it all over the place.The corner of his mouth curved into a smug smile: "I want to eat myself."

"It's too expensive." Leng Qiaochen waved his hand and leaned back in the chair.

Xi Nian licked his lips and said, "What a dick. Si, what will your wife do if she wants to eat in the future?"

"My wife can't eat like you," Leng Qiaochen argued.

Xi Nian said unhurriedly, "Then I'll tell your wife that you like men."

"Hehe..." Leng Qiaochen chuckled, "Maybe my wife is a man."

"Haha..." Xi Nian laughed.

10 minutes ago, two people wandered past this Haagen-Dazs. Xi Nian insisted on coming in to eat, so he ordered one. Leng Qiaochen resolutely rejected this sticky and cold food. The most important thing is, He thinks it is too expensive.

"Go and pay." Xi Nian wiped his mouth.

"It's not finished yet." Leng Qiaochen pointed at the remaining half.

"Don't eat, I feel sick to my stomach." Xi Nian said.

Leng Qiaochen looked at him harshly, and after a while, Xi Nian said, "Why, do you have to finish eating?"

"Did you forget the time when you couldn't even eat enough?" Leng Qiaochen said.

"You're so boring!" Xi Nian was upset, thinking to himself, why are you so strict with me, I'm not your child.

"If it's Fan Ziqian, you..." Xi Nian was interrupted by Leng Qiaochen in the middle of his sentence.

"Yes, if it's him, I don't care." The voice was cold and firm.

"Why!?" Xi Nian was angry.

"You are different!"

"you……"

Xi Nian glared at him, lifted his ass and left.

Leng Qiaochen sighed, these two people are indeed different, facing Fan Ziqian, he just wanted to give him enough space and pampering, but for Xi Nian, he wanted to control him more.

Which one do you like?

Leng Qiaochen couldn't explain it himself.

After wandering outside for a while, it suddenly rained heavily. Leng Qiaochen hid in a convenience store for more than an hour and ran back home. As soon as he reached the fourth floor, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

Fan Ziqian was standing at the door wet all over, and Xi Nian was standing inside the door. When he saw Leng Qiaochen come back, his cold eyes became warmer.

Sensing the change in Xi Nian's gaze, Fan Ziqian turned around.

Seeing his red eyes and haggard face, Leng Qiaochen was shocked, what happened to him?

"Why don't you let him in?" He asked Xi Nian in a questioning tone.

Xi Nian snorted reluctantly and said, "The door just opened." Then he turned and walked into the room.

"Go in." Leng Qiaochen pushed Fan Ziqian into the room and closed the door behind him.

From the moment he came in, Fan Ziqian sat on the sofa in a daze, without saying a word, Xi Nian ignored him and went to bed long ago.

Leng Qiaochen sat beside him, anxious to comfort him, but didn't know what happened.

"Sleepy?" he asked tentatively.

Fan Ziqian shook his head, his face was pale, and he sighed frequently.

"What happened to you, Han Yan?" Leng Qiaochen asked.

Fan Ziqian glanced at him lightly, his eyes turned red again, tears welled up in his eyes, his pale lips trembled a little.

Leng Qiaochen reached out and brushed the wet hair on his forehead gently, for fear of disturbing this vivid beauty.

The bedroom door opened, Xi Nian held onto the door frame and said, "Still sleeping?"

"Go to sleep." Leng Qiaochen said.

Boom!The door was slammed shut.

"I'm sorry for bothering you." Fan Ziqian whispered, softly that made people feel distressed: "But I can only find you..."

Hearing this, Leng Qiaochen was shocked, stroked his wet hair with one hand, and comforted him like a father: "Go to sleep when you are tired, and everything will be fine when you wake up."

Fan Ziqian turned around and hugged Leng Qiaochen's neck, putting his head into his arms.

Leng Qiaochen, who was hugged by someone, was a little uncomfortable. Facing such a weak and helpless beauty made him very upset.

Fan Ziqian sniffed the smell of laundry detergent on this man's body, feeling a little dazed. His arms were very similar to Han Fang's, they were strong, full of security, and the arms of a mature man.He couldn't help raising his head to look at his eyes, under the two lenses were a pair of deep eyes full of pity.

Seeing the subtle effect of the rain, Leng Qiaochen felt a little bold in his heart. He held Fan Ziqian's face in his hands, and kissed those cold lips.

Fan Ziqian didn't resist, but just slightly grasped his shirt with his arms around him.

The passionate kiss made the two bodies keep getting closer, and through the rain-soaked thin clothes, the two chests seemed to touch and rub against each other.

Leng Qiaochen had never felt this way before, his whole body was hot, he stroked Fan Ziqian's back, pushed him down on the sofa, and couldn't wait to kiss his neck.

The man on his body was breathing heavily, and his body was very hot. After many times of this kind of thing, Fan Ziqian knew what was about to happen.

"No..." Fan Ziqian suddenly protested, pushing him away with both hands, "You are my teacher..." His voice trembled.

"What about the teacher?" Leng Qiaochen said.

Fan Ziqian sat up: "I... I'm sorry..." He was a little incoherent: "I, I can't... I'd better go..." After finishing speaking, he fled towards the door.

He still can't betray Han Fang, just like he can't betray his own heart.

Leng Qiaochen, whose desire was extinguished by a basin of cold water, opened his mouth to watch him leave, with no room for redemption. The frustration at this time came from the fact that he loved Fan Ziqian too much, rather than from being defeated by Han Fang.

The rain outside the window is getting heavier, and the thunder is roaring.

The young man who was eavesdropping behind the crack of the door breathed a sigh of relief, but was hit in the face by the door that was suddenly pushed open.

"Are you eavesdropping?" Leng Qiaochen's eyes were full of indifference and anger.

Xi Nian wanted to comfort him, but he got angry when he saw his expression, why do this for Fan Ziqian?

Covering his face, he said sarcastically, "It's quite powerful to push the door, but you're scared when you push?"

"Don't mess with me." Leng Qiaochen warned Xi Nian with his eyes.

"It's useless for you to stare at me." Xi Nian went to bed and lay down, muttering: "He didn't think of you until he got angry with Han Yan, but you are lucky, you will accept what you send, have you ever thought about losing money?"

Leng Qiaochen walked to the other side, lay down on his wet clothes, and said in a daze, "What's wrong with me..."

"Aren't you a virgin?" Xi Nian asked with his head tilted.

Leng Qiaochen turned to look at him, then continued to stare at the ceiling, expressing his acquiescence.

"Actually, I admire you a lot." Xi Nian leaned close to him and whispered in his ear.

"You are calmer than ordinary people." He started to help him unbutton his wet clothes.

"Why?" Leng Qiaochen asked.

After helping him take off his clothes, Xi Nian continued, "If he hadn't pushed you away today, would you have continued?"

Leng Qiaochen thought for a long time, and finally sneered...

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☆, gently kiss

Zhuang Xiaoque made a cup of hot coffee and brought it to the living room.

The person sitting there was still silent, staring blankly at a place, like a lifeless doll in the light from the dim wall lamp.

The fingertips were touched by the hot cup, and Fan Ziqian held it in both hands, "Thank you..." he said weakly.

"Oh..." After sighing for a long time, the girl stretched out her small hand and gently touched his wet hair. The fingers quickly adapted to the temperature of the rain, and the intentional or unintentional touch turned into a caress. .

Fan Ziqian raised his head, his eyes were red, and looked at her.

Zhuang Xiaoque withdrew his hand and said, "I just... don't know how to comfort you."

Fan Ziqian shook his head lightly: "Go to sleep."

"Can't sleep." She sat down beside him, sniffing the smell of rainwater on his body. Although she didn't know what happened, she could guess that it was nothing more than a quarrel between the young couple.

Fan Ziqian tried his best not to look so embarrassed, cheered up and said, "Don't you still have to make up lessons? Go to sleep, I'm fine."

Is it really all right? Knowing that he is trying to be brave, Zhuang Xiaoque thought to himself, don't tell me you just came to shelter from the rain...

Fan Ziqian smiled coldly: "Just treat me as a shelter from the rain."

"Aren't you willing to say yes?" Zhuang Xiaoque asked.

Fan Ziqian remained silent.

"Okay then." Zhuang Xiaoque bent down in front of him, holding his chin with both hands, startled him for a moment, and looked innocently at the girl in front of him.

Zhuang Xiaoque said seriously: "Whenever I feel pain and helplessness, I want to kill someone."

"What did you say?"

"If one day I fall in love with someone who doesn't belong to me, should I kill him? If I can't get it, no one else can get it..." Her eyes became weird, like a big doll .

"Xiao Que..."

"What is love?"

"I don't know." Fan Ziqian replied softly.

Her tense face suddenly relaxed, and she smiled and said, "I'm kidding, it's okay."

After finishing speaking, she held Fan Ziqian's face in both hands, kissed his forehead lightly with her petite lips, and said, "Good night." Then she walked towards the bedroom.

A ray of sunlight shone into the room in the early morning. Fan Ziqian opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and there was a person on the sofa opposite him.

He sat up quickly, throwing off the blanket covering his body.

"Are you awake?" Han Yan was haggard, with guilt in his eyes. Seeing that Fan Ziqian had woken up, he quickly shifted from the opposite side and stretched out a hand to him.

Fan Ziqian avoided his hand, her pale face was still beautiful, but not gentle anymore.

"How did you get in here?" His eyes averted a little.

"Xiao Que opened the door for me."

Knowing the brother-sister relationship between Han Fang and Zhuang Xiaoque, Fan Ziqian suddenly felt betrayed. Could it be that Zhuang Xiaoque contacted Han Fang?

At this time, the culprit came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes, yawned and said, "Little couples quarreling at the end of the bed, how can a couple have an overnight feud?"

"Stop, stop talking." Fan Ziqian stopped her, "You actually betrayed me!"

"Honey, I was wrong." Han Yan reached out to him again, trying to touch his hair, but was avoided again.

Fan Ziqian didn't want to tell Han Fang a word, this dead man drank like that over and over again, and apologized afterwards with the same sincere attitude, he would never be fooled again.

"I didn't betray you, it was Han Yan who called me." She said and walked towards the kitchen.

"Honey, let's talk when we get home." Han Yan wrapped his arms around Fan Ziqian, hugged his waist tightly, and picked him up from the sofa.

"Let me go." Fan Ziqian struggled to get down, beat his chest with both hands, and patted his head twice.

"Have you let go of your anger? It hurt me so much." Han Fang said with a sad face, and Fan Ziqian felt a little more distressed by his haggard look.

"Han Fang, you bastard!" Fan Ziqian's voice was small, almost crying.

"Well, I was an asshole, and I was wrong."

"You actually said that I am the same as those women, what kind of women!?" Fan Ziqian raised his voice and said angrily.

"What woman? Did I tell you?"

"said!"

"No matter who it is, it can't replace you." Han Yan said solemnly, and kissed Fan Ziqian hard on the face.

A kiss was more important than anything else. At this time, the tenderness on Fan Ziqian's face had mostly recovered, and he nestled into Han Fang's arms with resentment, neither talking nor making trouble.

"Walk slowly!" Zhuang Xiaoque looked for the mobile phone in the kitchen, and said goodbye to the two who left.

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In the office of the law firm, a woman with a delicate face was sitting, her slender fingers were tapping on the table, and there was a document in front of her.

"It's time for this old man, Han Zhi, to go home for the elderly." She murmured with a slight irony on her face.

The man standing at the desk said: "Mr. Ren, although Mr. Han signed a cooperation agreement with us, a large amount of the company's funds are being transferred to the branch in Shenzhen. I don't know if there is something wrong."

Ren Ran nodded and said, "It's obvious that Han Yan is against him."

"Then what should we do?"

"Of course I don't care. The branch is headed by Han Yu. Its operations have been sluggish. Products cannot be produced and contracts cannot be secured. Now he is investing a lot of money in reforms, and it is his boss who has problems. Dad, it's not me." Ren Ran sighed deeply, for Han Xin's sake, she had already planned to cancel the old and new enmity with Han Zhi, and indirectly taking over the company for him was the result of the two people's discussions, and now Han Yan There is nothing she can do to make trouble inside.

"Han Yu has gotten very close to Chai Yu recently." The man reminded.

Chai Yu is Han Zhi's college classmate. The two started their own business together after graduation, but later split up and went their own way.

"Isn't he a mobile phone maker?" Ren Ran really couldn't think of a reason for Han Yan to associate with him.

"The point is, his daughter Chai Rui and Han Yan have a close relationship."

Ren Ran frowned.

The rain in summer is the urine that has been held back for a long time, and it has to be poured immediately, when the sun was bright in the sky a second ago, and suddenly dark clouds covered it.

Xi Nian got off the bus and was trapped on the platform by the pouring rain.

There were a lot of people crowded on the platform, and the air was filled with rain, mist and sweat. Xi Nian subconsciously rubbed his hair, and smelled the scent of Lux shampoo.

The terrain of the station is a bit low-lying, and in a short while the front of the station is full of water, which is as high as a calf.Many people had to wade out.

Xi Nian bent down to roll up his trouser legs, and suddenly a bus came behind him. Many people rushed up from behind him, and they didn't know which one was outrageous. They slammed into Xi Nian's buttocks, and only heard the sound of falling into the water , Xi Nian lay down in the pond under the platform.

The beauty fell down, but the shame was that no one cared about it. Xi Nian struggled in the water and found a hole in his trousers at the knee of his left leg, and his leg was scratched by the edge of the platform, bleeding out.

What to do, what to do... He stood up holding the stop sign, his legs were trembling, his body was soaked, his hair was tightly pressed against his face, his eyes were so blurred that he couldn't even see his wound clearly.

Just as he was about to take out the phone, he was suddenly covered by a shadow, and an umbrella appeared on his head, and then, a hand wrapped around his waist.

When he raised his head, he happened to meet those cold eyes hidden under the lenses. Xi Nian was so excited that he was about to cry. The hands on his waist slightly pushed him out of the pond.

Xi Nian walked very hard, his left leg was completely useless, he said softly, "Why are you here?"

Leng Qiaochen hugged him and stopped against a tree by the side of the road, the rain became much lighter.

"I know that there will be showers and I don't have an umbrella, and I'm so drenched..." Leng Qiaochen complained in his tone, but there was still not much expression on his face.He put away the umbrella, bent down in front of Xi Nian and said, "I'll carry you."

Xi Nian was startled, his heart was pounding, and he stammered, "Not yet, let's not..."

"Come up quickly." Leng Qiaochen pulled Xi Nian's arm with his backhand.

Xi Nian had no choice but to wrap his arms around Leng Qiaochen and lay on top of him.

Leng Qiaochen's face flushed slightly, feeling the hot body of the young man on his body, and the soft breathing in his ears, his heart was a little itchy, he controlled his emotions, and walked towards school step by step with Xi Nian on his back.

Xi Nian woke up in the heat at night, his body was like a ball of fire, he sat up, sneezed, rubbed his nose, it's over, this time he caught a cold.

The door of the room was pushed open, Leng Qiaochen came in with a glass of water, picked up the antipyretic medicine by the bedside and handed it to Xi Nian.

"Eat." He only said one word, in a commanding tone.

Xi Nian obediently took the medicine and lay down again. His knees would hurt when he bent them. He reached out to touch them and found that they were wrapped in gauze.

"I'm cold." Xi Nian looked at Leng Qiaochen and said.

"Is it still cold after being burned like this?"

Xi Nian turned his head and said, "Forget it." This guy didn't understand the style, and he couldn't help it.

After a while, the quilt around him was lifted, and a huge body got in, trying to get close to Xi Nian.

Xi Nian reluctantly moved towards the bed, and the man followed suit. Xi Nian turned to look at him, and continued to move with a displeased face, but the man followed suit.

Hearing "Ah!", Xi Nianlian was overturned to the ground by someone. Leng Qiaochen quickly reached out to pull him, but only grabbed a corner of the quilt.

He quickly got out of bed and leaned over to help Xi Nian who was lying on the ground, when suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his neck.

Leng Qiaochen held his breath, the young man in front of him was lying on a pile of quilts, his face was blushing, his eyes were full of affection and shyness, no longer the arrogance and coldness of the past, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Xi Nian's face was getting closer and closer, and when those hot lips touched Leng Qiaochen's, he trembled and was at a loss.

It was just a light kiss, the two didn't go deep, and they didn't get too entangled, but each other's heartbeats were about to explode.

Xi Nian left those lips, with a lingering look in his eyes, and his voice was soft: "I'm asking you..."

"I don't know!" Leng Qiaochen blurted out in panic.

Xi Nian froze for a moment, then patted his face with a smile: "What if the thermometer is broken?" Then, he pointed to the mercury thermometer that had just rolled to the ground, and it had been broken into pieces.

Leng Qiaochen got up quickly and went to the kitchen to get a rag.

"Get me up first!" Xi Nian yelled at him with his arms resting on the side of the bed, unable to exert all his strength.

"Climb yourself!" A voice came from the kitchen.

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☆、Are they all phantoms?

I'm a high school girl in love with a GAY.

One boring afternoon, I dragged my heavy body and carried a pack of homework books. Because of the sudden arrival of my menstrual period, my lower body was wet. I was eagerly looking for sanitary napkins in the supermarket. At the most irritable time of the day, I unexpectedly Met him.

He looks like a male protagonist who walked out of an anime, and also looks like the handsome oppa in a Korean drama, delicate and delicate, gentle and gentle.

The second time I met him was at my own home.

He was sent by my mother to watch over me, to be more precise, to watch over me, not because I was misbehaving, but because she was too busy to give me anything related to maternal love. Except for material things, she could only put one and Someone I looked like I'd like was sent to keep me company - in lieu of motherly love.

But what she didn't know was that maternal love cannot be replaced.

When I found out that he had a boyfriend, I didn't know what it was like, surprised, or expected?

What I can't accept is that his boyfriend is actually my "brother" who used to live with me.My mother married his father. In this way, we became brothers and sisters in name, but we never regarded each other as relatives.

Love and like, dislike and annoyance, I never mentioned all the emotions, I just buried them in my heart, savored them carefully, and slowly faded away.

Until, the day when the smoke disappears.

After typing this paragraph, Zhuang Xiaoque didn't save it, but turned off the computer and walked to the balcony.

When she is in a bad mood, she will often write a paragraph in this way of self-report, keep it if she likes it, delete it if she doesn't like it, that's all, to kill her bittersweet youth.

There were brandy glasses and cheesecakes on the balcony, and she didn't realize until she saw them that they had been there for a week.

I don't know what kind of drink has been filled in the cup, and it smells only of wind.

The cake was knocked off by her, and there was a muffled sound when it collided with the floor.

done.

She looked at the huge black curtain in the distance, and there was a trace of elegant sweetness in the breeze, which was very similar to the smell on his body.So what, the wind will never belong to you, it can only amaze you for a moment.So is he.

Fan Ziqian woke up at night and found that he was being hugged tightly by a strong arm. Han Yan was breathing evenly, blowing his hair softly and itchy.

He looked feebly at the man's face, not even believing that they had ever been together.

What makes him so strange.

Fan Ziqian swallowed, silently leaned close to Han Fang's body, pressed his lips against his neck, and smelled a strange smell.

He pushed back the quilt, and Han Yan's chest was exposed to the air. It exuded a strange fragrance, not men's perfume, not shower gel, but a woman's unique smell.

The smell is not fresh, not sweet, but attractive.

Fan Ziqian gently let go of the arms around Han Yan's body, and pulled a little distance away from him. He tightly grasped the position of the heart with both hands to relieve the pain from there.

Some things really have to be faced now.

When I came to the hospital again, the school had already started. After the first class, Fan Ziqian got on the bus, then took the subway, passed more than ten stations, and walked for more than 20 minutes. A hospital far away.

He had been there twice before, both by himself.

Ever since he secretly threw a hospital examination report into the trash can a few months ago, he has had an inextricable knot in his heart.

The suspicion and uneasiness during this period completely broke his spirit. He often forgets that Han Yan came back a few days ago, or that he just came back yesterday, or that he hasn’t been back for a month, or that they fell in love again Just a few months ago, could it be that all of this was fake, Han Yan never came back at all.

Or, he and Han Fang never fell in love.

Or, there is no such person as Han Yan in this world.

The results of the hospital's comprehensive examination were unexpected. Except for mild anemia, he did not have any other diseases.The doctor prescribed some sedatives and told him to rest more and relax, without any other explanation.

Something was wrong, a few months ago, when he was accidentally injured by Xi Nian, the hospital's brain CT report clearly showed abnormalities, and the words suspected tumor were clearly written on the diagnosis sheet.

He refused the treatment, threw away the report without telling Xi Nian, and accepted Han Yan without hesitation. For several months, he always regarded himself as a terminally ill patient with few days left, and if he died one day, he would be considered unlucky.

"Han Yan, I miss you." He said on the phone.

A lazy voice came from the phone, and Han Yan was clearly still sleeping: "What's the matter baby?"

"I miss you..." His voice trembled, and big drops of tears flowed down his cheeks.

Han Yan hurriedly asked where he was, and when his car arrived at the hospital gate, Fan Ziqian had disappeared.

Han Fan called, but Fan Ziqian didn't answer, so he called Xi Nian again.

Xi Nian said that he didn't go to class and didn't know where Fan Ziqian was. Before he hung up the phone, a cold voice came from inside, very close, and the voice asked, "Who is it?"

"Han Fang." Xi Nian replied.He threw the phone on the bedside table, turned around and slipped into Leng Qiaochen's arms, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

"What is he doing with you?"

"Fan Ziqian is gone."

Leng Qiaochen stiffened and wanted to get up, but was grabbed by Xi Nian.

He let out a rough breath, with a trace of worry and uneasiness in his sharp eyes, but he also blamed himself because he really couldn't do anything.

"Not going to class?" Leng Qiaochen asked.

Xi Nian shook his head: "It's not your class."

"What logic?"

"This way it will be synchronized with your work and rest time." Xi Nian's delicate nose rubbed against Leng Qiaochen's neck, exhaling hot and humid air.

Leng Qiaochen wrapped his arms around Xi Nian's waist, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and then transferred it from the tip of his nose to his lips. He is very much like a goblin, he will turn into a fox, a rabbit, or even a snake at any time...

Xi Nian kept his eyes closed all the time, and a strong hand came from his waist to caress. In the air, he smelled the aura of domination.

Finally, the simple kiss turned into a loose plunder, Leng Qiaochen kissed Xi Nian's lips forcefully in a rhythm without any emotional meaning, until he had to open his eyes, and there was a prayer inside.