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Qin Liang had never traveled before.

A man who has been driven out of his family and has no friends would think of traveling.

At least Qin Liang won't.

To him, the word "travel" is like something he occasionally sees on TV. He has heard of it but never experienced it.

Qin Liang never looked forward to traveling, of course, he never expected anything.

But this time it seemed to be a little different. Qin Liang squinted his eyes and looked at the man standing against the backlight. In the scorching sun, although the room was still cool, Qin Liang seemed to gradually feel a little hot.

He said, "Okay."

It took a long time for Mu Song to spend a few days, and he was free when the summer was about to pass, and only then did he think of it. Qin Liang never urged him, but he suddenly thought of it after steaming eggs for Qin Liang. After getting up, Mu Song looked at Qin Liang's clean bowl and said, "Pack your luggage, tomorrow's flight."

Qin Liang raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you going on a business trip?" Mu Song never told him about business trips, and Qin Liang didn't ask, so Qin Liang was really puzzled.

"Didn't I agree to take you to escape the summer heat?" Mu Song smiled: "Although it's almost autumn, it can be regarded as catching up with the end of summer. Air tickets and hotels have been booked. Let's go to a place where spring is like all the year round. Is it Rongcheng?"

Qin Liang nodded, seeing a rare excitement and nostalgia in his eyes, he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll clean up now."

The itinerary and air tickets were arranged by Assistant Su, Mu Song didn't worry about it, and Qin Liang didn't worry about these things either. After getting off the plane, the driver and exclusive tour guide came to pick them up, and they stayed in a specially prepared holiday villa. Standing on the balcony, Qin Liang took a deep breath of the moist and clear air of Rongcheng, and breathed it into his lungs. It felt as comfortable as if his entire chest had been opened. Qin Liang couldn't help stretching.

Standing behind him, Mu Song looked at Qin Liang's wheat-colored waistline that was exposed when his short sleeves were pulled up when he stretched. His thin and smooth flesh looked very attractive in the warm sunlight. He stepped forward and hugged Qin Liang from behind, resting his chin on his soft-haired head. Mu Song also breathed the air here, feeling happy.

"Do you like it here?" Mu Song asked.

Qin Liang could feel the vibration of his chest when the person behind him spoke, with a heat that couldn't be ignored. Qin Liang leaned back, half-closed his eyes and said, "Rongcheng is not hot."

"Well, it's very cool here," Mu Song didn't care whether Qin Liang answered his question directly. The time that slowed down and getting along with each other slowed down his thoughts. They chatted one after another: "Have you been here before?"

Qin Liang was silent for a while, then said, "No."

He never came, he just walked out from here.

His mother is from Rongcheng. Before he was seven years old, he and his mother lived in the countryside of Rongcheng.

There wasn't much to talk about between the two, but they felt very comfortable when they stayed together quietly. Mu Song was thinking that this might be the reason why he and Qin Liang had maintained a relationship for so long. When the person finished talking, he finished talking, and just hugged and looked at the scenery below the villa, like a pair of lovers who were incomparably matched.

After seeing enough, he went back to the room. Mu Song is not used to sleeping with others. Except for making love, he would not lie on the same bed with Qin Liang, and Qin Liang seemed to prefer to be alone. They went back to their rooms to sleep to relieve the fatigue caused by the long-distance flight.

In the evening, Mu Song woke up first, ordered dinner to his room, and then went to knock on Qin Liang's door.

After dinner, Mu Song suggested to take a walk around the villa, but Qin Liang said: "Go to Rongcheng Flower Street, the flowers sold there are very beautiful, and there is a night market next to it, I heard people say, it's very interesting."

Mu Song was a little surprised that Qin Liang would make a request to him. In his impression, apart from asking him to make steamed eggs for him and Qin Liang half-jokingly said that he wanted to start a company when they first met, Qin Liang did not He didn't ask for any more, and the matter of asking Mu Song to buy him a car was over. The aunt at home said that Qin Liang was very housebound and hardly ever went out.

It's hard to imagine that a person can stay in a house for more than half a year without going out, but Qin Liang did it. Mu Song is very indifferent to people who don't care. He once asked a few words, but after being taken lightly by Qin Liang So I stopped asking, since this is Qin Liang's way of life, then Mu Song chose to respect it.

Respect is one thing, curiosity is another. Just looking at Qin Liang, except for the occasional disobedience, everything else seems normal. The days go by so slowly, and neither does Mu Song. He has always been in Nanshan Apartment, maybe Qin Liang has his own life when he is not around.

It was the first time the trade partner asked him, and Mu Song of course agreed. He called the driver and asked him to get the car ready.

The Huahua Street in Rongcheng is famous all over the country. Although it is already past [-] o'clock in the evening, the whole street is still very lively and full of people, not to mention that there is such a long night market a few blocks next to Huahua Street. There is no difference between night and day , there are too many people, too lively.

Mu Song hated crowded places very much. He asked the driver to park the car nearby, looked at the overcrowded street opposite through the car window, and frowned slightly. He didn't want to get out of the car, but he didn't want to reject Qin Liang directly. He always felt that, He wanted to go.

Qin Liang wanted to go, but he just rolled down the car window, staring at the bustling street full of flowers in neon lights under the night for a long time, the wind blowing, and all kinds of sweet, light and gentle fragrance of flowers wafting.Qin Liang didn't get out of the car. He looked at it for a long time. Compared with the bustling opposite, the place where they parked seemed a bit deserted and lonely, as if that side and this side were two such different worlds.

Before Mu Song could speak, Qin Liang closed the car window, turned his head and said, "Let's go back."

Mu Song didn't ask anything, and told the driver to drive the car back. On the way back, the two of them were silent all the way. That night, after Mu Song took a shower, he heard a knock on the door. Looking at him, he said, "Mr. Mu, I want it."

This was also the first time, the first time I heard Qin Liang say that he wanted rather than served.

The itinerary for the next few days was still arranged by Assistant Su. Mu Song took Qin Liang to collect wind, play golf, go gliding, and go skydiving... They played everything they could, but Qin Liang didn't seem interested. , but very cooperative, Mu Song hasn’t been so relaxed for a long time, it’s boring to do many activities alone, and he never thinks of bringing a bed partner, and he doesn’t have a fixed partner, but Qin Liang is very special, After breaking through his disguise, Mu Song found that he was a very quiet person, quietly playing with him by his side, and sharing his experience afterwards. Mu Song was very relaxed when he was with him, both physically and mentally. Heart, this made the trip very enjoyable.

They did enjoy a high-quality trip, but until the end, Mu Song didn't realize that there was not even a single photo of their happy and relaxing time.

On the last night, Mu Song said to go to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise.

At two o'clock in the morning, they set off from the villa by car, and when they arrived at the foot of the mountain watching the sunset, they asked the driver to stop the car and wait here. Mu Song and Qin Liang each carried a bag and stepped up one step after another. Let's go, Mu Song and Qin Liang walked up side by side. Their steps were the same, neither fast nor slow. However, Qin Liang seldom exercised and was tired after walking for an hour. Laughing uncontrollably, he stretched out his hand, his eyes adapted to the darkness could see the white palm under the night, Qin Liang put his hand up, Mu Song held it silently, and pulled Qin Liang up to the top of the mountain.

When they reached the top of the mountain, Mu Song let go of Qin Liang's hand. They were very tired, but they felt it was worth it.

When they arrived, the sun had already exposed a tip from the ground level. They did not receive the first beam of sunlight in the morning, but they were still sprinkled by the second or third beam. It was warm and walked slowly. The coming dew and frost are all quenched by the sun.

It was the first time Qin Liang watched the sunrise so seriously, he opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to put the sun in his eyes.

Mu Song was also looking at the sun, but he looked at the people beside him more seriously.

The sun had completely risen, and the cool breeze on the top of the mountain couldn't take away the slight heat from the sun on his face, so Qin Liang spoke.

He said: "Rongcheng is the place where I was born."

Mu Song was a little surprised, he didn't expect it, and Qin Liang didn't mention it either.

"That's because I didn't investigate carefully enough and brought you to a place you are familiar with," Mu Song smiled: "I wasted an opportunity, but it doesn't matter, we can go to another place next time."

If it's with Qin Liang, Mu Song doesn't mind... He even looks forward to a second or third trip.

"No need to investigate," Qin Liang said, "Liu Dongjun and I have already finished my story in the clubhouse that day, and this time I didn't waste the opportunity. I was born in Rongcheng, but I am not familiar with it. I am very happy with this trip."

"The sunrise is so beautiful," Qin Liang said again, he didn't look at Mu Song, he dropped the backpack on his body, opened his arms and walked forward a few steps, as if to embrace the sun: "I'm alive."

But Mu Song grabbed his arm and rebuked angrily: "Look at your feet, falling down is not a joke."

Qin Liang walked fascinated, if Mu Song hadn't grabbed him, he would have almost lifted his foot and stepped into the abyss below the mountain.

Qin Liang grabbed Mu Song's wrist with his backhand, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he looked so happy, he said, "Musong, you have to hold me tightly, otherwise, I will fall."

When Mu Song heard him call his name, it sounded good unexpectedly, with a bit of lively coquettishness in it. He also smiled and said, "I will try my best."

They stayed for a while and then went down the mountain. They didn't walk when they went down the mountain. Both of their calves were exhausted. Fortunately, someone was already on the cable car next to them. Qin Liang went to buy two tickets and waved to Mu Song.

The cable car was fast, and they went back to the villa, slept for a day, and left Rongcheng early the next morning.

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I'm about to cry when I think of what happened next