broken sun

Qi Nian took off his coat in the room, faced the huge mirror in the cloakroom when he untied his tie, and began to check his appearance with slow movements of his hands.

Although Qi Nian always thought that Gu Saming's liking for himself had nothing to do with this face, but whenever Gu Saming looked at him, his eyes reflected him and became focused, gentle or deep, Qi Nian felt that this face was indispensable .

He bit his lower lip, and then released it with a little force. He felt his face look better, and then he sat down, resting his hands on the soft sofa stool, and began to think about how to explain it for a while, so that he could speak beautifully.

He wanted Gu Saming to be less angry and kiss him more.

Gu Saming came to the door of the room on the left on the second floor, pushed the door straight in, and the room in front of him was empty.

He closed the door smoothly, took two steps inside, and stopped outside the cloakroom.

Qi Nian turned his head almost instantly, like a puppy smelling the smell of meat buns, with his head up. I don't know if it was because of too much joy, but it took him a long time to get up, staring blankly.

"Take off your clothes and sit stupidly to be cold," Gu Saming was defeated, took three steps and two steps, took Qi Nian's arm, and pulled it into his arms, "Is it cold?"

The heating in the room had just been turned on, and it wasn't too cold. Qi Nian was wearing a thin shirt. He said "hmm" and whispered, "But it's not cold now, brother."

Gu Saming couldn't deny being pleased, he snorted and said, "It was on purpose again, just waiting for me to hug you, right?"

Qi Nian shook his head, put his hands up boldly, and wrapped his arms around Gu Saming's neck: "Then you hug me more, okay?"

Gu Saming said "OK".

He rubbed Qi Nian's soft black hair, took Qi Nian out of the cloakroom, put his palms around his soft waist, and pressed him down on the bed.

Qi Nian lay on the bed, panting unsteadily, and looked at Gu Saming, feeling his cheeks were hot and the top of his head was congested.

His heart was pounding and he said he liked it, even when his fingers touched the fabric of Gu Saming's body, he felt that it was very different.This kind of liking makes Qi Nian addicted and submissive, as long as he has a brother, he can exchange everything else.

"It's very beautifully dressed today," Gu Saming lowered his head and pecked Qi Nian's lips lightly, commented, and quickly moved away, "I almost couldn't see it."

After he finished speaking, he looked down calmly, with a wide distance between him and Qi Nian.

Qi Nian's heart skipped a beat, and he got a little sweet date. He wanted to open his mouth to kiss his brother for a long time, but he was left out in the cold, and then his chin was pinched.

What should come will always come.

Gu Saming asked him: "From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], I called you three times, why didn't you answer?"

"...Three calls?"

Qi Nian was a little dazed, and stammered to answer: "I...I went down to eat, and my phone was left in the room."

"Go down to eat," Gu Saming repeated, pausing for a moment, "How did I eat with my school girl? If I didn't come back today, wouldn't I know?"

Qi Nian had already made a draft, and with his mouth flattened, he touched the back of Gu Saming's hand in a friendly manner. He stood up slightly, supported his upper body on his elbows, with an innocent expression, and explained seriously: "I didn't do it on purpose. Dad only said yesterday that there were guests. Come, let me come back, he said... he wants to see me."

"Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"Yesterday," he said in a low voice with averted eyes, "I wanted to hear my brother's voice yesterday, but I forgot..."

Gu Saming was dubious and looked closely into his eyes.

Qi Nian waited for a while, tentatively pulled Gu Saming's tie, then turned over and stuck it to him, breathing hotly into the other's neck: "I was wrong."

At this moment, the misses in time seem to have turned into nothingness, and the dull emotions of the past few days have been dispelled.

"Acting like a baby again," Gu Saming patted Qi Nian's buttocks along the leg that was on him, "I think you are courageous and assertive, you make mistakes every time, and dare to do it every time. "

Qi Nian blushed, with clear water rippling in his eyes, his red lips opened and closed, and asked, "Brother...do you want to do it?"

Gu Saming's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing, aren't you afraid?"

"Just lock the door..." Qi Nian was ashamed to the extreme, stiffly maintaining his composure.

Gu Saming rejected Qi Nian: "I won't do it today."

He inserted five fingers between Qi Nian's fingers, clenched them tightly, with a gentle expression, and kissed Qi Nian's lips.

The tip of his tongue penetrated into the moist and warm mouth, making a slight and ambiguous sound of water. Gu Saming let go of him, then leaned closer, and said vaguely, "It doesn't have to be done every time, and you can do anything else you want."

After rubbing together for a while, Qi Nian's whole body was limp, and Gu Saming scooped him up, took off his shirt, and put on loose but thick cotton pajamas, looking round and warm.

He sat by the bed, his eyes were glued to Gu Saming, very persistent and childish.

His surprise of seeing Gu Saming tonight has not yet dissipated.

- "Dong dong dong."

The sudden knock on the door was not loud, but it was still disturbing.

Gu Saming tidied Qi Nian's clothes and walked towards the door. Qi Nian frowned and turned his head.

The door opened, and the servant at home saw that it was Gu Saming. With a helpless expression on his face, he said bravely, "Sir asked me to call you, and said it was getting late, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be in time for the meeting tomorrow morning."

Gu Saming lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Got it."

Close the door and turn around—

Qi Nian got off the bed at some point, and stood there with one slipper tilted, as if he was a little confused, and finally blinked his eyelashes after a long time.

"Are you going?"

Seeing this, Gu Saming walked over quickly, and was at a loss. He hugged Qi Nian's shoulders tightly and said after a long while, "There is something urgent in the company." He was full of guilt, but he still couldn't help but say, "You can come with me." Go, you can sleep in the lounge."

They hugged each other, and Qi Nian quietly rested his chin on Gu Saming's shoulder, greedily absorbing the temperature, smell and feeling of Gu Saming's body.

He knew that his brother must know what he knew well.

Dad was willing to let them meet, it was definitely not a whim.Even if it's just for Gu Saming, this is definitely not a good time to disobey Qi Wenzhi.

"Brother," Qi Nian called him, and said slowly, "Go and do your work, I'm fine, and... I want to stay here for one night."

Gu Saming stopped rubbing the palm of the back of Qi Nian's neck, stepped back half a step, lowered his head, his eyes were complicated and deep, he stuck together for a long time, and finally placed a kiss on Qi Nian's forehead.

"Say good night."

Gu Saming's voice was very low, he pondered for two seconds before saying, "See you tomorrow."

After going downstairs, Gu Saming didn't go to the teahouse to see Qi Wenzhi, declined Uncle Ji, and drove away.

Qi Nian stood at the window of the balcony on the second floor, watching the cars drive away, and when the outside of the villa became completely silent again, he walked back to the room almost silently along the wall along the corridor that was not too long.

And after a short farewell to those chaotic, contradictory, and fiercely evolved fragments in my mind, they quickly made a comeback, penetrated into the nerves, and clamored for a strong existence.

Qi Nian knew it a long time ago, but I don't know the exact year - in the apartment in Vancouver that Zheng Yiwan belonged to and lived in, there were always some clues. He learned that—before leaving Yuncheng, He Yu, whom he called "Mom" for nearly 18 years, was not his biological mother.

He began to think of He Yu's bloody, indifferent, disgusted, contemptuous and ferocious faces imprinted in his heart countless times.He had asked countless times why he had an answer.

And Qi Nian could no longer find such emotion as hatred, only endless depression and unwillingness stuck in his chest.

In addition to recalling that when he arrived in Vancouver with Qi Wenzhi knowing nothing, he stood outside the senior ward, looking at the tearful aunt, but he didn't know that the "distant relative" who "had something to do with him" was His mother, who was suffering from illness and was about to die, Qi Nian couldn't calm down.For most of the rest of the time, Qi Nian's concept of "mother" is still vague, and what he feels is vague and weak.

But he remembered many things about Zheng Yiwan that he learned from his aunt later in his heart.

Zheng Yiwan is not from Yuncheng, she went abroad to settle early, but she has mentioned many times before her death that she hopes to have a house in Yuncheng, which is simple and warm, full of light, and is a home.

Later, Zheng Yiwan would mention Qi Wenzhi, but never mentioned the fantasies she had about Qi Wenzhi.She just hoped that she could live there, like all normal mothers who miss their children, waiting for their busy son to come home from time to time, enjoying family relationships, simple happiness.

But she didn't wait until she died.

So Qi Nian obeyed Zheng Yiwan's last wish, returned to Yuncheng and bought a house that had already been renovated and fit all the descriptions in his heart.

In the past six years, for Qi Nian, he was once kept in the dark, even though he knew more and more later, the influence was slight.He doesn't care about the kindness and resentment between adults; he doesn't care about Zheng Yiwan's identity; he doesn't care if Qi Wenzhi, who even his aunt says he cares about his mother very much, is unfeeling...

Until not long ago, Chen Xun's conveyance caused Qi Nian, who had always had a calm heart, to fall into a nightmare.

Only then did he discover that his mother, whose death day was just a day after his birthday, and Gu Saming, who could have had a bright and bright life, paid a heavy and immeasurable price to protect him.

Including life, future, and even a whole life.

Qi Nian closed his eyes, dragged Gu Saming's good night but didn't feel sleepy, his limbs curled up under the quilt were cold.Tears flowed down without warning, wet the skin, temple hair and pillow coldly, without a trace of warmth.

Qi Nian remained motionless and did not make any sound.

The author says:

What Chen Xun said was that Qi Nian didn't know anything at the time but what was written in the previous article.Why didn't Qi Nian see his mother when he went to Vancouver, why did his brother compromise with He Yu, and so on.