Autumn water is long

Even if the hand injury has not healed and is still wearing a plaster cast, he must be dismissed and go to the nursing home alone.

Lu Ting has been thinking about this question from the Lu Group to the nursing home, what is true and what is false for Qiu Yibei?

Are those so-called love words spoken and those seemingly extremely affectionate actions intended to tear him apart from head to toe, and give him a fatal blow after he reveals his soft flesh and blood?

Lu Ting shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but to no avail.The hand holding the steering wheel burst out with veins, and he didn't want to be beaten back by reality just when he was about to put in a little real affection.

The little sparks that survived under the ashes, struggled stubbornly, and the only reason why they refused to be annihilated throughout their lives may be waiting for the strong wine that burns out his last life.

He wanted Qiu Yibei to be the bottle of spirits he was destined for, but what he wanted was not self-destruction, but holding that bottle of spirits and dying together in the annihilation fire.

Lu Ting's eyes looking forward gradually became firmer. !Small!cherry!all!reason!

He will never say the word "Jianyu" again, the rose hidden behind Qiu Yibei must and can only be his.

He asked Qiu Yibei to put down his knife and offer him roses.

The accelerator was slammed on and drove into the northern suburbs, with a speed from 60 mph to 100 mph.The Porsche stopped in front of the gate of the nursing home in one go.

Lu Ting originally thought that he would never come back here again in this life, but looking at this building that witnessed the ceremony where he became "Lu Ting", what came out of his heart was only a chill, not the fear and self-pity he thought.

Walking into the gate of the nursing home with big strides, with a polite and tried-and-tested smile, getting news from Qiu Yibei, who also won't faze everyone, is easy.

The leather shoes fell on the empty promenade, step by step, as if counting down, someone's fate was about to be announced.

A black shadow in front of the archives room gradually came into Lu Ting's sight, and his brows slowly knit together as the shadow's face became clear—it was Aunt Chen.

She fainted in front of the file room, breathing smoothly.After confirming that Mrs. Chen was not in danger of her life, Lu Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

He carried Aunt Chen to the next room, placed her on the bed, and watched for a while.

She was the only person Lu Ting spoke to during the six months in the nursing home, and the only one who felt kindness.

I don't know if the dean who bullied her daughter got the punishment he deserved, but Aunt Chen's return to this nursing home also proves that the bastard dean is definitely no longer in this nursing home.

Aunt Chen was knocked out at the door of the file room, and Qiu Yibei was locked in the file room.

Although he had already guessed who would commit such a clumsy act of revenge, Lu Ting was still puzzled why the other party thought that the small file room could trap Qiu Yibei.He was the proud son of the flying academy back then.

Thinking of this, Lu Ting has already returned to the door of the archives room.The door lock was a very old one, Lu Ting took out the iron wire from other rooms, and pried open the door in less than two seconds.

When the door was only opened a crack, Lu Ting saw Qiu Yibei, who was covered in pain and covered in cold sweat, and fell to the ground.

Lu Ting was startled suddenly.

He had never seen Qiu Yibei in such a... vulnerable time.

Lu Ting paused with his hand on the doorknob, afraid of the dark?Is it... claustrophobic?

I heard that such people will be crushed in a very dark and closed situation. At this time, no matter what they are pressed, they will answer truthfully.

Thinking of this, Lu Ting's hand has already made the movement of closing the door.

However, just as the door was about to be closed tightly again, a figure that could reassure him without looking at his face suddenly flashed uncontrollably in front of Lu Ting's eyes.

A few months ago, the image of Qiu Yibei standing outside the police station in the cool evening breeze with his overworked stubble hanging on his chin, waiting for him with his coat collar turned up suddenly popped into Lu Ting's mind.

He said, "Happy birthday, I'm here to pick you up."

There are also sugar-free desserts signed "Abei" that perfectly suit his taste.

There was also the sentence that Qiu Yibei wanted to yell desperately when she was delirious: "I just want to choose... Lu Ting."

When the door lock was about to sound "click", Lu Ting's hand stopped.

"go!"

The light representing hope shot into the house again when Qiu Yibei thought it was about to be lost again.

Qiu Yibei heard a firm voice, and felt a cool hand hold his hand, pulling him up from the ground without hesitation, forcing him to run.

He struggled to open his eyes in dizziness, and saw the familiar figure from behind.

He unconsciously followed the footsteps of the person in front until his breathing became smoother and the darkness was no longer in front of him. He finally saw Lu Ting, who was panting and whose eyes were full of unconcealable worry, looking at him.

Qiu Yibei almost instinctively buried himself in Lu Ting's ash-flavored pheromone, almost greedily inhaling the alpha pheromone that was contrary to his nature.

Lu Ting didn't move, and let Qiu Yibei use all her strength to hug his whole body.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Ting moved his tingling fingers, and said with a heavy face, "Boss Qiu's injury seems to be almost healed, it's ready..."

"I want to know about your past." Qiu Yibei took the lead.

Lu Ting's throat tightened.

"Want to know about my past too? Want to know why I approached you? Want to know what's going on with my claustrophobia?"

The rest of Lu Ting who wanted to speak out wanted to be sarcastic and insinuating, but they couldn't ask a single word.

"Think..." Lu Ting hoarse.

What he can't stand the most is Qiu Yi's bloody frankness and unexpected magnanimity when she returns to the north.

At this moment, their minds are like an abyss, and they know something about the other party, and they themselves know about the other party, so there is no need to hide it anymore.

Qiu Yibei still maintained the movement of hugging Lu Ting tightly, her fingers gently stroked Lu Ting's glands from top to bottom.

"tell me your name."

"...Lu Ting."

"You know that's not what I'm asking about."

Lu Ting's whole heart was shaking, his whole body was shaking.

He wanted to tell Qiu Yibei so much, he yelled to tell him.

But - he couldn't answer Qiu Yibei, because he -

"Can not remember."

After hearing this answer, Qiu Yibei's fingers trembled slightly.

Lu Ting's voice changed slightly.

The ear was attached to Lu Ting's neck, and he could clearly feel the vibration of Lu Ting's throat, and even at the same time, he heard the sound of tearing apart inch by inch deep in Lu Ting's body.

"June 6th is his birthday, not yours."

"Not mine." Lu Ting replied passively.

After a long silence, Qiu Yibei slowly let go of Lu Ting.

No name, no date of birth, nothing.

Lu Ting seems to have no choice but to become "Lu Ting".

Qiu Yibei supported Lu Ting's weakened body, bowed slightly, and looked directly at Lu Ting's eyes showing anxiety for the first time at this moment.

He looked at these usually arrogant eyes for a long time, and finally put his forehead against Lu Ting's forehead, wrapped his big arms around Lu Ting's head, and said softly: "I won't ask, I won't ask."

Lu Ting's heart continued to tremble violently, he didn't know what he was afraid of, and he didn't know why he couldn't control his emotions at all one day, he didn't even know what happened to him now.

With warm hands on the back of his head, in the deep and soft voice of Qiu Yibei, Lu Ting found that his eyes began to blur, and finally fell into the darkness without any discomfort.

-

When he woke up, Lu Ting didn't open his eyes immediately.

He first smelled the strong smell of tobacco mixed in the river wind, and then heard a familiar voice above his head: "Good evening."

Lu Ting opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw head-on was the greenish stubble under the moonlight, and the three fine lines that appeared in less than half a day, filled with exhaustion. Eye.

No one knows what Qiu Yibei went through while holding Lu Ting's limp body during the half day that Lu Ting fainted, and what kind of upheaval went through her heart.

But the fatigue that could not be concealed in the dark night was truly reflected in Qiu Yibei's body.

Lu Ting also looked at it clearly, into his eyes and into his heart.

Lu Ting's head left Qiu Yibei's lap and slowly sat up.

Tonight's moon is not so round, but it is very bright, reflecting the river water with sparkling light.

Putting his hands on his sides, Lu Ting raised his head and looked at the moon in the distance tonight. After a while, he said, "Look at the moon tonight, it seems so clear that you can see the back."

When Qiu Yibei heard Lu Ting's words, she turned her head to look at Lu Ting beside her, and she had a good look.

The vodka pheromone is mixed with the smell of tobacco, and Qiu Yibei felt the smell similar to Lu Ting's pheromone at this moment, and said, "I don't want to look up at the moon tonight."