Zhang Dengjie Cai

"Da da da."

The sound of Qiping's footsteps from far to near broke Zhang Anran's memory.

Zhang Anran rubbed his hands, looking at the empty fingers, he was thinking about where his ring was, but after thinking for a long time, he had no memory.

For fans, the ring is a huge bomb. Zhang Anran couldn't wear the wedding ring in public, and later, he wore it less in private.

After discovering Qi Ping's secret, he simply threw the ring into the box, but he couldn't remember where the box was put.

Zhang Anran put down his hand, he turned around and looked at Qiping.Qi Ping is wearing a cotton nightgown today, his hair is standing up, his face is still not very good, as if he is very tired, but he has to get up again.

"No more rest?"

"can not fall asleep."

Qi Ping's voice was a little hoarse. He yelled for too long last night, and he didn't recover after sleeping for several hours.

Zhang Anran frowned slightly, he raised his body slightly and pulled him into his arms, Qi Ping obediently lay on Zhang Anran's body, resting his head on Zhang Anran's shoulder.

Zhang Anran hugged Qiping for a while, he didn't say anything, just adjusted his posture occasionally to make Qiping lie more comfortably.

Qi Ping has been quietly, as if asleep.

The TV program has been changed to a new one. Zhang Anran listened to it for a while, but he still couldn't understand it. He wanted to learn some French if he had time when he went back.

Zhang Anran looked back, Qi Ping closed his eyes, but his eyelashes were trembling slightly, he lowered his head, and kissed his forehead.

Qi Ping couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, slowly opened his eyes, put his hands around Zhang Anran's neck naturally, and said, "I love you."

"I love you too." Zhang Anran's hand touched Qiping's neck, and then penetrated into Qiping's pajamas. The touch under his hands was warm and real, which can be called a warm fragrance and warm jade.

Qi Ping's condition was really bad, even a little weak, the two of them got tired of crooked for a while, Zhang Anran put Qi Ping on the sofa, and went into the open kitchen that was attached to the living room by himself, he saw a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator , and found a wealth of kitchen utensils and seasonings in the cabinet.

He asked casually, "What do you want to eat?"

After a while, Qi Ping's voice was heard: "You are doing well."

Zhang Anran grabbed a few eggs, crushed them with one hand and poured them into a glass bowl, stirred them well with chopsticks, poured the hot oil into it, and the aroma of the food overflowed instantly.

Made scrambled eggs, a salad, scrambled beef slices, and cooked some pasta.

Zhang Anran hadn't been in the kitchen for a while, but he tasted it briefly, and the taste was not bad, so he cleared the dining table and asked Qi Ping to come over for dinner.

Qi Ping still looked abnormal, but he was very obedient. When Zhang Anran called him, he sat at the dining table, bowed his head and ate in a proper manner.

Zhang Anran helped him pick up a few dishes, and he ate cleanly, but his eyes were a little wandering.After eating, Qi Ping took the initiative to clean up the dishes, but broke a bowl while cleaning the dishes.Zhang Anran was originally peeling fruit on the sofa, but he didn't panic when he heard the noise. He went to the kitchen and embraced Qiping's shoulders from behind, kissed the other's earlobe, and said, "I'm not afraid."

Qi Ping didn't say a word, but tears flowed out all at once, his hands trembling slightly, and he said, "I seem to be sick."

Zhang Anran held Qi Ping tightly, kissed the corner of his eyes, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

After the last dish was washed and put into the cupboard, Zhang Anran reached out to pick up the flushed knee, hugged Princess Ren, and asked, "Are you going to work or to rest?"

"Work."

Zhang Anran let out a "huh", judged the direction, and sent the person to the study room. There were indeed many paper documents in the study room, as well as the notebook that Qi Ping had been using all the time.

Zhang Anran put him on the seat behind the desk, glanced at the bookcase, randomly pulled out a storybook, and found a nearby sofa to read.He didn't mention leaving, and he ignored the TV that seemed to be able to communicate with the outside world.

Qi Ping lowered his head, worked for a while, then secretly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Anran, Zhang Anran sank into the sofa to read a book, the sun shines on his face through the window, as if crowning him with light.

Qi Ping stared at Zhang Anran for a while, until Zhang Anran turned a page of the book, he suddenly woke up.

After waking up a bit, I felt sad again and again, negative emotions rolled in my heart, clamoring for hysterical destructive desires, the past in my memory kept rolling like a dark movie, thick black blood diffused in front of my eyes, and it seemed to be pervasive Usually, swallow him bit by bit...

"Qi Ping—"

who is it?Who is calling him?

"Qi Ping—"

He smelled blood, he had nowhere to hide, he couldn't move.

"Qi Ping—"

This voice is so familiar...it resembles his Ranran very much.

pain--

There was a sudden pain in the scalp, and the confusion in front of him quietly faded away, Qi Ping saw Zhang Anran's expressionless face, the scalp was still hurting, Zhang Anran leaned forward with one hand on the desk, but grabbed Touching his hair, forcing him to wake up.

Zhang Anran let go of his hand, looked at Qi Ping who had obviously recovered, as if nothing had happened, and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Every word can be heard, but the combination can't distinguish the meaning for a short time.Qi Ping was in a daze for a while, but he didn't answer the question. He just reached out and opened the drawer near him, took out a mobile phone from inside, and handed it to Zhang Anran.

"Your phone," he said.

Zhang Anran received the mobile phone from Qiping's hand, but threw it aside. He pinched Qiping's slightly rounded chin with his hand, and asked again: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

After a lot of effort, Qi Ping finally understood the meaning of the question. He closed his eyes and said, "I want to eat whatever you cook."

Zhang Anran let out an "oh", pressed his body down and kissed Qi Ping's lips, Qi Ping instinctively opened his lips, he was almost out of breath by Zhang Anran's kiss.

Zhang Anran kissed enough, he let go of his lips, but didn't let go of his hand, and asked him again: "Have you brought any medicine?"

"Bring..."

"Where?"

Qi Ping straightened his lips, as if he didn't want to say anything.

"Where is it?" Zhang Anran increased the strength of his fingertips, and Qi Ping flinched.

"In the drawer just now."

"take it out."

Qi Ping opened the drawer again, took out the medicine inside, and put it on the table.

Zhang Anran was still not ready to let him go, and said, "Take medicine after eating."

Qi Ping nodded, looking very cute.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Anran reached out to pick up the phone, and pressed the power button very naturally, "Are you afraid that I will want fans and not you, or are you afraid that I will dislike you and abandon you?"

"I..." Qi Ping only spit out this single word, and was unwilling to say anything.

Zhang Anran turned the phone around, "Boom", he knocked the corner of the phone on the desk, and asked, "Is your doctor nearby?"

"exist."

"Call him over tomorrow, let's talk?"

Qi Ping stopped talking again, and he didn't know whether he agreed or was unwilling. After a while, he asked, "Do you want to go back?"

"Go back?" Zhang Anran asked Qi Ping, "Is there any reason to go back after just coming out to rest?"

"I'm afraid it's not a rest..."

"Where is there any reason to accompany you out to recuperate and run away?" Zhang Anran stood up straight, obviously far away from Qi Ping, but every word came to Qi Ping's heart, "Qi Ping, I am your husband."

Qi Ping's expression was unpredictable, sad and painful for a while, tangled and hesitant for a while, and finally returned to calm indifference.

He asked: "Zhang Anran, if I hadn't gone to the orphanage to look for you, if your aunt hadn't been sick, would you come back with me, fall in love with me, and marry me?"

Zhang Anran was almost laughed at by Qiping, he patted Qiping's cheek lightly with the back of his hand, as if he really hit Qiping.

"Qi Ping, there is no if. Although I hate you for relying on memory to calculate my feelings, who told me that I was not firm enough to be seduced by you." Qi Ping didn't care about the back of Zhang Anran's hand at all. Looking at his own gods, Zhang Anran paused and continued, "A lot of experiences are false, you lied to me about many things, but you don't need to worry, because the fact that I love you is true."

The back of Zhang Anran's hand was stained with transparent water, he didn't take back his hand, but wiped Qi Ping's tears away.He suffered some hardships when he was young, and he has been going smoothly for the past ten years, but he fell on Qi Ping.

I have stayed away, resisted, hated, hated, but because of that damn love, I still want to live together.

Zhang Anran scolded himself for being stupid, and then continued to let himself go.