【Qijie】Liuguang

Their home was chosen in a small city.

This city is too small compared to Youkexin, but too big compared to Whale Island.Its location is not golden, neither coastal nor a prosperous economic and trade area.It is the most ordinary kind of city in a country, well-regulated, neither too noisy nor too quiet.The house is located on an ordinary floor in an ordinary high-rise building on an ordinary road, neither too high nor too low, which is convenient for shopping for vegetables and going out for a walk.

If you just look at the appearance, probably no one will believe that the world's top hunters and killers live here.

Xiaojie walked along and greeted about nineteen people. This time happened to be the time to take the small animals out for a walk. He played with six puppies and three kittens for a while.He is naturally very fond of small animals, which probably has something to do with his life on Whale Island; even if he is not with a docile domestic pet, but with a more ferocious wolf or bear, he can communicate happily with the latter and even become friends .He played with them for a while, and finally squeezed the paw of a white Samoyed like an old friend, patted it on the head, and said goodbye to it with a smile: "I'm leaving."

Samoyed sat down obediently as if he understood, yelled, wagged his tail, sat on the spot and watched him stand up and turn to leave.

Xiaojie is very popular, probably because he has a smiling face.Someone once said to him something like "just seeing you smile will make you feel better".Xiaojie himself doesn't quite understand it, but he never refuses friends.He walked forward for a while, and the old lady next door who was pushing a small stroller smiled at him kindly: "Jie Jun is back."

He returned a polite and bright smile: "I'm back."

"I haven't seen your family, have you gone home yet?"

Xiaojie paused: "I don't know... He might still be on a business trip."

The old woman probably saw something, pushed the stroller and walked towards him a few steps, and patted his shoulder earnestly: "Young man, talk more, why don't you get angry, just be kind... …If you did something wrong, please take the initiative to apologize, there is no unforgivable hatred between partners."

Xiaojie didn't know what to say, so he could only continue to thank with a smile: "I see...Thank you grandma."

He said goodbye to the old man and walked on.Snow fell again last night, together with the unswept snow from the day before yesterday, piled up on the dead branches and leaves, and the fluffy and soft creaking sound was made when the boots stepped on it.He exhaled towards his frozen fingers, and moved his joints lightly. When he moved his fingers, he seemed to be able to hear the creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other, which was so small that it was almost inaudible.

The sky was gray, as if dyed with a gloomy haze.I don't know if it will snow or not.The air is very quiet, there is no wind at all, and the laughter behind him gradually disappears, hidden in the crevices of the snow; the soft and innocent snow always absorbs the sounds of the world so calmly, as if it is too cold , as if needing human heat and joy to warm itself.

He stepped into the elevator and watched the iron-golden elevator door slowly close in front of him.His own shadow was reflected on the steel, but because of the material, he couldn't see his own expression.

Is there no unforgivable feud between partners...?

Xiaojie kicked his boots, knocking off a little snow stuck on the soles of the boots.

But we're hiding too much from each other this time...

He unconsciously touched the ring on his left ring finger, rotating it bit by bit; the cold metal was warmed by his body temperature, and it was like an inextricable circle pinched between his fingers.

Can I forgive again?

He stepped out of the elevator, took out the key and opened the door.

There were no lights on in the room, and it was very quiet.The curtains were drawn halfway, and a gray light came in from the window.

Xiaojie's slightly tense shoulders relaxed, and he looked around, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.

...Ki Ya didn't come back.

He turned on the lights one by one.I haven't come back after a while, and the orange blossoms on the table have long since withered, drooping and rotten yellow.He opened the window, turned on the ventilation and internal circulation of the air conditioner, took out the withered orange bouquet and threw it into the trash can, washed the glass vase and filled it with water, cut a new bouquet of gardenias on the balcony and inserted it , still placed on the table.

Then he found loose household clothes and took a shower in the bathroom.

This series of actions does not require too much thought, so Xiaojie can rest assured to let go of his thoughts.Although he didn't know what he had to bother thinking about.There are only so many things that are entangled, and I can't think of a good solution after much deliberation.After all, marriage is a matter between two people. One person's thoughts cannot play a decisive role, and it is impossible to be arbitrary.

But he didn't know what Qi Ya was thinking.

He didn't even know where Qi Ya was, or whether he would come back, let alone other things.

Xiaojie wiped his wet hair, stood in the middle of the room and sighed very unlike himself.

Before he could finish his sigh, there was a sound of rattling and chattering keys coming from the keyhole at the door; the key was inserted into the lock and turned around for a half circle, and the door opened with a creak, and Qi Ya stood there. Outside the door, his eyes met with Xiaojie standing inside the door for a moment.

After a while, he looked away, stepped into the threshold, and closed the door behind his back.

Qi Ya took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, and casually folded the collar of his shirt.When he was doing these movements, his eyes didn't meet Xiaojie again, and he didn't seem to intend to speak.

There was some silence in the air.

Xiaojie felt instinctively uncomfortable with this cold silence, but he hesitated again, not knowing what to say.In Xiaojie's life, there are rarely such difficult times. Most of the time, he is a straightforward person who wants to say what he wants to say and does things according to his own heart, whether it is getting along with friends, deciding on future goals, or even getting along with others. This is the case when the enemy is fighting.But as I said just now, marriage is a matter between two people, and one person's opinion often does not play a decisive role; to put it in a more direct way, because the object is Qi Ya, that's why he is so uncommonly restrained, even what he should say I don't know what to ease the atmosphere.

In the end, he could only choose a dry topic: "Where did Qi Ya go?"

In fact, Xiaojie was already prepared for Qi Ya not to answer him. After all, for people of their profession, their whereabouts are often kept secret.He unconsciously touched the ring he was wearing on his ring finger, and the metal that was stained with body temperature was covered with a slight layer of sweat.

"Yeah." Qi Ya replied simply, "I didn't kill the target, my brother was a bit noisy, it took me a while to deal with it."

His voice and expression seemed to be normal, and he answered the question well.But Xiaojie just felt that something was wrong.

He came over here.Qi Ya didn't dodge his gaze anymore, and directly met his gaze.

Xiaojie suddenly knew the reason.

From Qi Ya's eyes, subtle expressions, and voice...everything in him, he couldn't find the original tenderness that could overflow anytime and anywhere.

Qi Ya looked at him calmly, looking at him without any evasion, his silver-blue eyes were still like the most beautiful crystal deep sapphires, his nose was straight, his lips were as thin as a knife, but they didn’t curve at all; he was very beautiful , but a very stern handsomeness, once he doesn't smile, his expression will appear extremely indifferent.His eyebrows were drooping, lazy and careless, as if nothing in this world could arouse his interest.

Just like when they first met, standing under the light with sparkling wine in hand, the stern young man with an indifferent expression.

After they had known each other, been in love, and married for so many years, Xiaojie had gotten used to the other party's tenderness towards him alone, and he suddenly returned to the demeanor that seemed to be indifferent to everything when he first met, Xiaojie was stunned for a moment.He watched as Qi Ya took a glass of water and drank it slowly, his Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, and after drinking, he took the glass to the kitchen to wash it, and put it back into the cupboard. .He turned around and walked out of the kitchen, probably feeling strange about his gaze, Qi Ya turned his head to look over, with doubts evident in his eyes: What's the matter?

Xiaojie and him stared at each other for a while.

This person arbitrarily compressed, packed, and threw all the years they spent together into the trash can, and emptied all the relationships and attitudes to the very beginning.

Is that the case?

but……

Concealment is obviously a matter for both parties...

Xiaojie didn't speak for a while, Qi Ya looked away and walked towards the living room.He didn't take a few steps, then stopped again.He turned his head halfway, looked at Xiaojie who was holding his elbow, and said in a very calm and gentle tone: "What's wrong?"

Probably only Xiaojie can hear the alienation.Only those who have experienced more tenderness will realize the gap between them.He lowered his head and tightened his fingers, and Qi Ya turned around, and he could feel Qi Ya's eyes falling on him, quiet, peaceful, indifferent, without any emotion.

...He didn't want such a look at all.

"Qiu."

"Ah."

"Are you still angry?"

Qi Ya didn't answer right away.

Xiaojie let go of his hand and raised his head to look directly at his face; Qi Ya's eyes were a beautiful silver-blue color, which looked like clear glass under the light.He looked at it for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed his chest hard.Qi Ya was caught off guard, and staggered a step back. Xiao Jie lowered his center of gravity and quickly swept his knees, and the latter fell to the ground. After winter came, the house was covered with thick plush. On the carpet, Xiaojie usually likes to roll around with a pillow on it, and he knows its softness and warmth best.His series of actions carried an uncontrollable rage, probably because it was too sudden. Originally, Qiya shouldn't be brought down so easily. At least Xiaojie was prepared to fight at home and even destroy half of the house. preparation; the end result was easily accomplished.Qi Ya was lying on the ground on his back, but his fingers were protruding, and his nails, which were sharper than the blade of a knife, lay across Xiaojie's neck.The latter sat on the hip of the former, staring down at Qiya from a high position, turning a blind eye to the cold weapon that was threatening his own carotid artery, as if "scratch it if you want to."

As if he couldn't see the fingers on his neck that were threatening his life, Xiaojie stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Qi Ya's shirt, one, two, three, which should have been a gentle gesture, He just made a murderous aura.Qi Ya was in a stalemate for a while, and finally retracted his nails, and his fingers became slender and round again. He reluctantly called his partner the first time he came in: "Xiaojie."

Xiaojie's movements showed no signs of being interrupted, he probably ignored Qi Ya's opinion on a rare occasion, and skillfully unbuttoned all the buttons with his hands, half-opening and half-closing to reveal the smooth and tight texture under the material; Leaning down, licking, kissing, and viciously biting a few fresh teeth marks on the white chest.He went down angrily all the way, moved his legs kneeling beside Qi Ya's side, moved back, sat on the edge of Qi Ya's knee and calf, and untied Qi Ya's belt.After doing all this, he sat on him and glanced at him condescendingly, with a clear and uninterruptible expression written all over his eyes: I am upset.

Then he bent down, pulled open the zipper with his teeth, held the sharp mermaid line with his fingers, and licked lightly through the black underwear.

He almost instantly felt the erection of the half-hard organ hidden in it, and the hot heat emitted from his lips; he pulled down the other party's panties without pausing, and then opened his mouth very simply, getting excited Later, the astonishingly sized penis was contained between her lips and teeth.

Qi Ya half propped himself on the ground and sat up, grabbing Xiaojie's shoulder: Hey, Xiaojie—"

Xiaojie raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was still trying to swallow the dick that was too big for his mouth, his face was swollen, probably because of the soreness in his mouth, and the transparent saliva flowed all the way down his jaw Go down and drag out the shiny wet marks. The neckline of the T-shirt is low. From this angle, you can clearly see the beautiful and smooth collarbone and the large area of ​​tanned skin. His hair has just been washed, and the black hair that has always been upward is hanging softly, falling softly between the eyebrows. shadows.The arched lines of the back are beautiful, full of tension and explosive power, like a wild animal bowing its head to drink water but still remaining vigilant.But even though he was doing such a thing, his eyes were still unyielding, the light was cut into fine pieces by the jet-black eyelashes, falling into the golden and amber eyes like burning bright and inextinguishable fire , with a provocative and unconvinced look, and a little wet grievance unconsciously.

Xiaojie didn't know that he looked like an angry but coquettish little animal, he glared at the annoying Qi Ya and quickly lowered his gaze, concentrating on dealing with the big guy in his mouth.The soft tip of the tongue swirled and licked around the congested and upright cylinder, the surface of the tongue scraped across the top, and then sucked lightly with a bit of revenge.

The hand on the shoulder blade suddenly tightened.