It turns out that I love you

The old and new work alternately entered the final stage, Gong Xinuo ran north and south every day, and had to personally intervene on major and minor matters, so he was extremely busy.

Yuan Jingkun accidentally saw Gong Xinuo flipping through the notepad. Before mid-February, more than half of the book had been used up, and every page was covered with dense pen writing, which showed that there were so many things to do.

Gong Xinuo lay on his side, Yuan Jingkun knelt behind him, beat his back and rubbed his shoulders, his movements were unfamiliar and stiff, his strength was inaccurate, big and small, light and heavy, Gong Xinuo closed his eyes and rested his mind, Yuan Jingkun's For him, he doesn't know whether service is enjoyment or torture.

Yuan Jingkun stopped, poked his head over and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Gong Xinuo opened his eyes leisurely, and said slowly, "I'm strangled to death."

Yuan Jingkun stepped over him, and the two faced each other, saying seriously: "Xinuo, the criterion for measuring a person's success is not how much money he earns, but whether he realizes his self-worth. Some people only act once in their lifetime. Some people only sing one song in their lifetime, some people only paint one painting in their lifetime, but those are all classics, that’s enough! So, having a lot of money is not a sign of success.”

Gong Xinuo frowned slightly: "Did I spend too little time with you and Yuanyuan?"

"How come?" Yuan Jingkun didn't mean that at all, he didn't expect Gong Xinuo to misunderstand, and hurriedly raised his tone to explain. "I don't want you to work so hard!"

"Then you can't say it directly." Gong Xinuo slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a sincere and triumphant smile.

Every time he was teased by Gong Xinuo, Yuan Jingkun lay down dissatisfied, and pulled the quilt to cover him, Gong Xinuo approached him, wanting to make a move, Yuan Jingkun pushed him away, annoyed: "I'm tired. "

"Uncomfortable?" Gong Xinuo suddenly became nervous.

Yuan Jingkun shook his head, Gong Xinuo felt relieved: "Why are you so tired?"

"Try to see if you're tired by holding more than 20 catties every day." Yuan Jingkun felt that Gong Xinuo asked the question knowingly, and became even angrier, with a bad tone.

"Oh." Gong Xinuo hugged him. "Then I'll rub your waist."

"No need." Yuan Jingkun calmed down, most of his anger subsided, there was nothing to be angry about, it was him who made a fuss over a molehill.

Yuan Jingkun was pouring water in the kitchen. When he stepped back, he felt that he was stepping on something. When he turned around, he saw that it was Gong Xi, who was stepping on a little girl's foot. He squatted down and asked her where she stepped on, and did it hurt?

Gong Xi shook his head and said no.

Yuan Jingkun asked her strangely, why did she stand behind her father and didn't make a sound.

Gong Xi said with a serious face, I am Dad's little tail.

Yuan Jingkun smiled and held Gong Xi in her arms, feeling very happy to be relied on by the little girl.

After that, Gong Xi followed Yuan Jingkun anytime and anywhere, wherever Yuan Jingkun went, wherever she followed, Yuan Jingkun had to spare time every day to hug Gong Xi, otherwise the little girl would always beg for hugs pitifully.

Gong Xinuo unbuttoned Yuan Jingkun's pajamas: "Children can't be spoiled too much."

Yuan Jingkun hadn't had time to speak when Gong Xi called out anxiously: "Dad, Dad, Dad..."

"Oh, here we come." Yuan Jingkun pushed Gong Xinuo's hand away, and walked out while buttoning up the button.

Gong Xinuo covered his head with the quilt in disappointment, turned over and pretended to be asleep.

When Yuan Jingkun settled Gong Xi and returned to the bedroom, Gong Xinuo was still covered with blankets, Yuan Jingkun pushed him: "Really fell asleep? Is such an old man jealous of his daughter? This is not like you. "

Before Yuan Jingkun was lifted, Gong Xinuo pulled him into his arms.

Yuan Jingkun burst into laughter: "When did you take it off? You won't be waiting for me forever, right?"

Gong Xinuo bit Yuan Jingkun's lips, pressed him under him, pulled the quilt over the two of them habitually, and the undulating quilt surface showed the intense movement inside.

Yuan Jingkun deliberately took Gong Xi to buy gifts for Gong Xinuo on Valentine's Day. Faced with a dazzling array of small gifts, and the merchants used the name of the festival to make a big fuss, the slogans were written more and more hype. It seems that the only way to express true love is to choose his products, Yuan Jingkun can't decide what is the right gift.

The two met a boutique chocolate shop. The shop windows were filled with various chocolate products in different shapes, which were as beautiful as handicrafts. After admiring them, at the suggestion of the salesperson, Yuan Jingkun picked out a box of heart-shaped chocolates.

Yuan Jingkun cut the wrapping paper, and Gong Xi stood beside him, playing with the pink floral ribbon: "Dad, I know about Valentine's Day."

"Well, Yuanyuan said, what is Valentine's Day?" Yuan Jingkun compared the size of the wrapping paper and the box, and chatted with Gong Xi.

"Valentine's Day is to spend with the one you like." Gong Xi took the remaining wrapping paper, an origami crane, folded it and gave it to Yuan Jingkun. "Yuanyuan likes Dad, and Dad likes Yuanyuan, so Yuanyuan and Dad spend Valentine's Day together."

Yuan Jingkun took the paper crane folded in style, and kissed Gong Xi: "Thank you, little one, for the gift."

"Father, you want to give me a gift too, give me chocolate!" It turns out that Gong Xi is a drunkard who doesn't want to drink, and giving gifts during the festival is just an excuse to eat chocolate.

Yuan Jingkun peeled off a small piece of chocolate and fed it to Gong Xi, telling her: "Dad gave Dad a gift, Yuanyuan will keep it secret for Dad, let's not tell Dad, give him a surprise, okay?"

Gong Xi nodded in agreement with chocolate in his mouth, and hooked up with Yuan Jingkun to show his sincerity.

During dinner, Gong Xi and Yuan Jingkun winked and exchanged secret signs, making Gong Xinuo look at Gong Xi and then at Yuan Jingkun, confused.

Yuan Jingkun hid the gift behind his back, walked into the study lightly, suddenly embraced Gong Xinuo who was in front of the bookshelf, and held up the beautifully wrapped chocolate in front of him: "A gift for you!"

Gong Xinuo put down the water glass, took the gift, unwrapped it, and found it was a box of chocolates. He looked at Yuan Jingkun suspiciously: "Why did you think of giving me this?"

Yuan Jingkun fully thought that Gong Xinuo would give him a prepared gift after receiving the gift, but when Gong Xinuo asked, it was obvious that he did not expect such a special day, maybe the gift had already been prepared, he just It was to tease himself, Yuan Jingkun comforted himself in his heart.

Gong Xinuo realized that he might have forgotten an extremely important anniversary, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it for a long time, so he had to seek inspiration: "Why don't you give me some reminders?"

Yuan Jingkun's smile slowly disappeared, and he pursed his mouth in disappointment: "Didn't you say that you want to give chocolates to people you like on Valentine's Day?"

"Oh." Gong Xinuo suddenly realized, smiled and picked up the chocolate again. "hehe."

Yuan Jingkun was not sure about the meaning of his smile, suspiciously felt that he meant to laugh at him, patted the bookcase, and said confidently: "What's the matter? Originally, I want to give my favorite person chocolates on Valentine's Day!"

"Hahahahaha...cough cough..." Hearing these words, Gong Xinuo laughed so loudly, so heartily, so happily, so out of control, that he choked on laughter like never before.

"Why don't you remember Valentine's Day?" Yuan Jingkun was puzzled and condemned him.

Half a month ago, TV stations and computers started to advertise everywhere. He is not an alien, how could he not notice? !

Gong Xinuo hugged Yuan Jingkun's waist, and smiled apologetically: "Baby, I'm sorry, I forgot. So, what do you like, I'll give you money, and buy it back as a gift from me, okay? "

"Not good!" Yuan Jingkun refused him decisively. "What kind of gift is this?!"

Gong Xinuo hugged Yuan Jingkun: "Oh, you really wronged our baby, what should we do? How about I treat you to dinner tomorrow? Let's make it up later, okay?"

Gong Xinuo coaxed him with nice words, and Yuan Jingkun couldn't keep losing his temper, so he bit Gong Xinuo's lip hard: "I have to punish you!"

In fact, Yuan Jingkun couldn't think of a way to punish Gong Xinuo, so he left him alone for a long time, took care of Gong Xi to wash and tell stories, and pretended to pass by the side hall unintentionally, but didn't notice Gong Xinuo, so he went back to the bedroom in a fit of anger, and locked the door behind him.

Gong Xinuo pushed the door of the bedroom with the gift that he couldn't put it down—chocolate. He didn't push it, but turned the doorknob left and right, but didn't. He immediately understood that he was enjoying the treatment of being rejected, and knocked lightly on the door. Lower your voice: "Baby, baby, open the door..."

I don't know whether Gong Xinuo's voice was too low, the distance between the bed and the door was too long so Yuan Jingkun didn't hear him, or Yuan Jingkun deliberately didn't allow him to enter the door, and even shouted several times, but nothing happened.

Gong Xinuo rummaged through the box and couldn't find the key to the bedroom door. Yuan Jingkun probably came prepared, how could he easily let him break the line?

Gong Xinuo knew he was in the wrong, and patiently shouted a few more times: "Baby, baby, let me go in, okay?"

"Dad, what are you doing?" Gong Xi quietly came to Gong Xinuo's lap at some point, wearing a milky white cotton pajamas with a bear pattern printed on it, holding the big bear doll in both hands, loosening her hair, With a hairpin tucked beside his bangs, he looked up curiously at Gong Xinuo who was standing outside the door talking to himself.

Gong Xinuo was startled, cleared his throat, and squatted down: "Why hasn't Yuanyuan slept yet?"

"Dad, why are you standing outside?" Gong Xi blinked her big eyes, puzzled.

Asked if Gong Xinuo was embarrassed and couldn't explain it. He rubbed his temples with a headache and said nonsense: "Uh, because the door lock is broken, Dad is fixing it."

"Then why didn't you take the tools?" Gong Xi asked.

Under Gong Xi's reminder, Gong Xinuo had a flash of inspiration, yes, you can pry open the door!He borrowed Gong Xi's hairpin, straightened the tiny hairpin to act as a wire, and slowly poked|inserted|into the keyhole|hole, trying to be able to touch the lock.

Gong Xi bent down slightly, carefully observed Gong Xinuo's movements, and said, "I know! Dad, you made Dad angry, so Dad won't let you sleep!"

"That's not true!" Gong Xi told the truth straight away, Gong Xinuo felt guilty, the material of the hairpin was too soft, it was difficult to control the strength, and it was still difficult to get things done after fiddling and fiddling.

Gong Xi curled her lips, seeing the chocolate at Gong Xinuo's feet, her eyes glowed, and she negotiated terms with Gong Xinuo: "Dad, I'll help you find a way to get in, and you give me the chocolate, okay?"

"No, this belongs to Dad!" Gong Xinuo would never share such a significant gift with others, and his daughter was no exception.

Gong Xi pouted unhappily and shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, Dad..."

The door opened suddenly, and Gong Xinuo was defenseless, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, holding the deformed hairpin in his hand, in a panic.Yuan Jingkun couldn't help holding back his laughter, while Gong Xi covered his mouth and laughed.

Gong Xi quickly ran back to the house, and when the door was closing, she stuck out her tongue at Gong Xinuo who got up to make a face, and scratched her cheek twice with her index finger, which meant that Dad was ashamed!

Gong Xinuo patted the dirt on his body, threw away the hairpins that didn't work, and had to pay Gong Xi a new one, picked up the chocolates and followed Yuan Jingkun into the bedroom.

Yuan Jingkun ignored him, lay down again, and gave Gong Xinuo a back, but the desk lamp was still on.

Gong Xinuo put the chocolate on the stand and approached him: "Are you still angry?"

Yuan Jingkun closed his eyes and did not speak.

Gong Xinuo turned off the desk lamp, pulled his body, and kissed Yuan Jingkun's lips. Yuan Jingkun didn't respond or refuse, and let him play around.

Knowing each other's body well, Gong Xinuo bit the tip of Yuan Jingkun's tongue, Yuan Jingkun was shocked, opened his eyes and pinched his earlobe: "Why are you so annoying?!"

The movement didn't go deep, Gong Xinuo lay on him, stretched out his hand to open the drawer of the bedside table, fumbled for a condom, and was about to tear open the package.

Yuan Jingkun tilted his head, he didn't know what he was dawdling about, he couldn't see what was in his hand in the dark, he snatched it, and after studying it, his expression changed drastically, he pushed Gong Xinuo away, sat up suddenly, turned on the desk lamp, Ask him: "What do you mean?"

Gong Xinuo didn't understand why he was suddenly angry. If Gong Xinuo's original style was followed, he would definitely not need condoms, but this is different from the past. After giving birth, the body suffered heavy injuries, and it was really not suitable to conceive again.

For the sake of Yuan Jingkun's health, Gong Xinuo had no choice but to adopt this kind of contraceptive method, it was better than Yuan Jingkun taking medicine, besides, the medicine would definitely harm the body, whether it works or not is another matter.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Jingkun misunderstood Gong Xinuo's painstaking efforts.

The previous few times, Gong Xinuo shot|shot outside with tenacious perseverance, but he couldn't guarantee to do it every time. If he couldn't hold it, the consequences would be irreversible.

Yuan Jingkun was already worried about his behavior. He liked the unhindered intimate contact between the two parties. He liked the feeling of Gong Xinuo being solid and satisfied in his body. He liked Gong Xinuo's unscrupulous release| Let go, this is also the expression of love, the most direct, the most real, the most intoxicating.

As a result, Gong Xinuo refrained from speaking now, and insisted on using condoms even more. What did he mean by this?

Furthermore, it's not that Yuan Jingkun doesn't know what he wants to have a child. Isn't this a deliberate obstruction?

Anyway, Gong Xinuo just didn't want a child belonging to the two of them!

The more Yuan Jingkun thought about it, the more angry he became, and he raised his voice: "I'm asking you something!"

"It's safe this way." Gong Xinuo explained in a general way.

Yuan Jingkun threw out the safety condom, slammed it on the door, lay down angrily and said, "It's safer not to do it!"

Gong Xinuo sighed, turned off the desk lamp for him, and lay down next to him. Yuan Jingkun deliberately pulled the quilt to his side, and Gong Xinuo turned over. In this matter, Gong Xinuo must not be soft-hearted and compromise, so he did not go Coax him.

The two of them were awkward all night. In the middle of the night, Gong Xinuo got up and saw that Yuan Jingkun was not sleeping soundly. He took him into his arms, touched his belly, and thought of the child who had passed away. His heart tightened. I don't know if he is right or wrong.

In the morning, Yuan Jingkun's attitude towards Gong Xinuo was still indifferent, and he didn't dress Gong Xinuo as usual. Gong Xinuo wanted to take the initiative to show his favor, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse.

"What should I wear?" Usually, he was the one who made the decisions about the matching of clothes, but today Gong Xinuo actually asked Yuan Jingkun, which shows that he really has nothing to do.

"Whatever." Yuan Jingkun folded the quilt and put it in the closet, took out the quilt that they usually didn't cover and spread it on the bed, made the bed, and responded to him lukewarmly.

Gong Xinuo was bored, and turned back into the cloakroom, there was a rustling sound of looking for something, Yuan Jingkun listened to it, looked inside, and saw Gong Xinuo coming out with a hanger, and hurriedly walked to the closet .

"Can I wear this?" Gong Xinuo handed the sweater to his eyes.

Yuan Jingkun glanced at it, and it turned out to be the light yellow cardigan he buttoned for Gong Xinuo for the first time. He didn't expect Gong Xinuo to keep it, and he was filled with emotion for a moment.

Gong Xinuo put on the sweater, Yuan Jingkun fastened the buttons for him, Gong Xinuo took his hand and said, "Good boy, don't get angry casually."

"Yes! So you can't just make me angry!" Yuan Jingkun's face turned gloomy, and he responded with a tooth for a tooth.

The specific manifestation of Gong Xinuo's "redemption" is that he finished work earlier and took Yuan Jingkun to a western restaurant to enjoy a candlelight dinner.

The seaside restaurant Gong Xinuo chose has an elegant environment and authentic taste. Although the price is high, it is worth the money.

Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun sat opposite each other, the light of the candle flickered between them, creating a hazy romantic beauty.

There were only the two of them in the entire dining area, otherwise Yuan Jingkun would feel a little awkward for two big men having a candlelight dinner in public.

This restaurant is also different from other western restaurants. No background music will be played when the guests are dining, unless the guests who book the place request it. The owner believes that the music will affect the quality of the guests' dining.

Occasionally, the quiet hall could hear the slight sound of knives and forks touching the dishes. Gong Xinuo had a good appetite, and he was eating seriously. He was not very interested in food, and he didn't move his knife and fork for a long time, as if he was waiting for Gong Xinuo to say what he wanted to hear.

Gong Xinuo put down the knife and fork, raised his head and raised his glass to drink red wine. Seeing that the food on the plate in front of Yuan Jingkun remained the same, he felt that this was not his style. He wondered, "Is it a problem of the environment or a problem of taste?"

"Maybe it's an emotional problem." Yuan Jingkun smiled and drank some red wine. "It's very quiet here."

"Yeah." Gong Xinuo continued to cut the steak and responded casually.

"I watched TV and movies, and this is the best place to propose." Yuan Jingkun pretended to bring up the topic unintentionally.

"Generally, you have to book out a marriage proposal." Gong Xinuo guessed.

"There is no one else but us today." Yuan Jingkun paused, and probed him step by step. "You won't book the venue too, will you?"

Gong Xinuo smiled, picked up a piece of steak and put it in his mouth: "I'm not going to propose!"

One sentence made Yuan Jingkun completely desperate and give up. He didn't think about proposing marriage at all, it was all because of his own sentimentality.

The dream came to nothing, Yuan Jingkun took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, adjusted his mood, picked up the knife and fork to taste the delicious food, but unfortunately he didn't know the taste.

After dinner, Gong Xinuo went to the parking lot to pick up the car. It was cold at night, Gong Xinuo took off his coat and put it on for Yuan Jingkun, who was waiting for him at the door.

Yuan Jingkun was not in a high mood, and he cared about Gong Xinuo's ignorance. He reminded so clearly that even if he hadn't prepared before, he could still perform on the spot temporarily, but Gong Xinuo was so dull that he didn't understand what he meant.Yuan Jingkun was angry and ashamed, and did not speak to Gong Xinuo on the way home.

Gong Xinuo only thought that he was tired, but didn't think of the internal cause, and suddenly braked at the corner. Before Yuan Jingkun could ask the reason, he got out of the car in a hurry, walked to the newsstand by the side of the road, took out his wallet, and bought a magazine .

Back in the car, Gong Xinuo handed over the impurities to Yuan Jingkun and fastened his seat belt.

Yuan Jingkun buys a magazine on architecture every month, and it never stops. During the Chinese New Year, he forgets about it during the busy time. Every time he goes out, the newsstands he encounters are either closed or sold out. Yuan Jingkun has given up hope and read less. The period doesn't matter.

Gong Xinuo still kept this matter in mind from time to time, it seemed that he would pay attention to it every time he went out, but he did not expect to buy it by chance today.

Yuan Jingkun squeezed the magazine, pursed his lips happily, and felt that having him in Gong Xinuo's heart was more real and reliable than those empty formalisms.

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