Now, little cane

After the wedding, Yan Jing really called the two into her house and painted them with watercolors.

Holding the sealed painting, Yan He was a little at a loss.

When Yan Jing was handed over to him, Xian Shi said indifferently: "This time the person is right."

Until Qi Ling drove home downstairs, Yan He looked confused.Qiling pinched his face, took the painting, cherished it and went upstairs.Yan He followed in a daze.

After returning home, Qi Ling made a circle with the painting on the wall of the house, and Yan He suggested: "Put it in the bedroom."

Qi Ling smiled and said, "Okay."

Qi Ling's vacation is over for the time being, and Yan He's schoolwork is also in the late stage. In the new week, both of them are busy.

Yan He has already submitted an application to teach linear algebra next semester. The classes are not so frequent, and it happens to be the time when he is about to publish his thesis, so he can give himself some time.

When Qi Ling returned to the company, his affairs, which Yu Quan was not sure about, were piled up on the table, and he had to personally take charge of several orders.

In the blink of an eye, on Wednesday, when Yan He packed his things and came home from get off work, he received a call from Qi Ling.

"Hey."

Qi Ling: "I can't leave for the time being, can you go back to my old house and get something for me, the car was not loaded yesterday, so I packed it up and put it in the porch."

Yan He nodded: "Okay."

Driving downstairs to Qi Ling's house, Yan He took out the key given by Qi Ling, parked the car and went upstairs.

At the entrance, there was indeed a cardboard box with some scattered daily necessities inside, presumably they were similar items from Yanhe's house that Qi Ling disliked.Yan He was about to take his things and leave when there were footsteps on the second floor.

Yan He was surprised.

After thinking for a moment, he walked carefully to the second floor.

The bedroom door was ajar, and there was a sound from inside.

Faintly heard: "No, you come up to take a look, there are a lot less things, it's weird to call my brother just now..."

Yan He half pushed open the door, and a woman squatted on the bedside table, holding a lot of medicine in her hands, her back to him.

All the previous medicines were taken away by them.It doesn't look like stealing either.

Yan He said: "You are?"

The man turned around in shock.

The two looked at each other, both speechless.

Qi Shu was full of disbelief: "Yan, brother Yanhe?"

Yan He rubbed his nose and smiled politely: "Long time no see, Xiao Shu, you haven't changed much."

Qi Shu got up in a daze, hurriedly walked in front of Yan He, grabbed his arm, pinching Qi Ling with her fingers a little painfully.

She opened her eyes wide and said, "It's really you?"

Yan He said awkwardly, "It's me."

"Wow~"

Qi Shu hugged Yanhe and burst into tears unexpectedly.

Yan He was at a loss: "What's wrong with you, don't cry, just say something."

"Woo, I'm sorry for you, woo~ you...you don't want to go..."

Yan He seemed to be frozen in place, his voice was hoarse, he didn't know what to say for a long time, so he had to let Qi Shu cry in her arms.

"I saw it, and then I saw the letter, and I dare not tell my brother..."

"Don't go...don't leave again..."

Yanhe became more and more at a loss for words, those who were unwilling to recall, those who had no solution, revealed a corner between Qi Shu's few words.

He didn't want to know.

Yan He closed his eyes, showing fatigue.

Shen Nanhang was worried about Qi Shu, so he went upstairs to look, but as soon as he entered the room, he heard his wife crying, so he hurried to the second floor.

Well, crying in another man's arms, and hugging him tightly...

Shen Nanxing's brain short-circuited for a moment, and he raised his finger to Yan He: "You, you are...?"

Turning her mind, Qiong Yao was already heart-stirring several times.

Qi Shu raised her head, saw that Shen Nanxing felt wrong, sniffled, raised her head from Yanhe's arms, but refused to let go of Yanhe.

Yan He found a tissue for her from all over the body, Shen Nanxing found it one step ahead of him, and handed it to Qi Shu.

It's just that Qi Shu cried uncomfortably, and sometimes seemed to think of something, and couldn't hold back her tears for a long time.

Pulling Yanhe, he introduced with intermittent crying: "He is my husband, Shen Nanxing."

Pointing at Yanhe, he said, "I told you, my brother's former partner, Yanhe."

Shen Nanxing realized.

After saying this, he burst into tears again.

I want to say too much, I only remember the one I want to say the most: "I'm sorry..."

Yan He whispered: "The past, let it pass."

Thinking about the past, Qi Shu cried even harder, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"I dare not show him, you don't know...you don't know that my brother..."

"Ugh... sorry..."

A footstep approached.

Yanhe turned around.

Qi Ling just stood on the stairs with a cold face, and asked: "What are you sorry for him?"

When Qi Shu saw Qi Ling, she was so frightened that she quickly let go of Yanhe, and went straight into Shen Nanxing's arms.

He refused to admit it: "You heard it wrong, I didn't say that sentence."

Yanhe: ...

Shen Nanxing: ...

Yan He smoothed things over and said, "Why are you here?"

Qi Ling glanced at Yan He, his clothes were stained with Qi Shu's tears, the wet part was particularly conspicuous, Qi Ling looked back at Qi Shu and continued to ask: "Does it have something to do with the family?"

Qi Shu just shook her head, not daring to say a word, as if she was frightened by Qi Ling's appearance.

Shen Nanxing embraced Qi Shu in a protective posture, looked directly at Qi Ling and called, "Brother."

Yan He looked at Qi Ling and Qi Shu with frightening eyes, and took his hand.

Said: "Forget about the past, I don't want to mention it."

Qi Ling glanced at him, closed her eyes and sighed.

He took Yan He's shoulders and gave him a light hug: "Listen to you."

Let go of Yanhe, looked at Qi Shu and asked: "We will have dinner together later?"

Qi Shu shook her head like a rattle.

Yanhe: ...

After shaking her head, Qi Shu also felt that something was wrong, so she remedied weakly: "Brother, I invite you to come to my house for dinner this weekend?"

Qi Ling squeezed her forehead: "You go."

Qi Shu seemed to have received some kind of amnesty order, she dragged Shen Nanxing to run outside, halfway through, she stopped, and hurried back.

Stuffing a bunch of medicines into Yanhe's arms, he said, "It's all my brother's stomach medicine. The last batch of medicines is about to expire. See you at the weekend~"

Without even a pause, Yan He didn't have time to thank him, and he ran away again, as if being chased by a scourge.

Yan He was surprised: "After all these years, why have you abused your sister?"

Qi Ling shook her head and lowered her eyes, as if thinking of something, she didn't speak or mention it.

Yanhe Zhiqu no longer asks.

The two drove home separately, and Yan He's cell phone rang halfway, and it turned out that it was an unfamiliar number.

The content of the text message was displayed on the screen: [Brother Yan He, I am Qi Shu, I asked Brother Yu Quan for my phone number]

[Are you and my brother together again? 】

Yanhe didn't have a hand to return.

Qiling was driving in front, and Yanhe followed him around, and first stopped at the entrance of a store, Yanhe took a look at the storefront, and walked.

After making some calculations in her mind, Qi Ling took Yan Jing's painting to be framed, and she will pick it up today, and the time is about the same.

Sure enough, Qi Ling came over to support Yan He, who nodded and watched him enter the store.

Yan He held the phone, thought for a long time, and replied: [Yes]

Qi Shu returned quickly: [Will you leave again? 】

Yan He replied: 【No】

Qi Shu: [Let me tell you a secret, my brother has always had your photo in his wallet, you can look for it carefully, see you on the weekend~]

Yanhe is funny, type: [See you on the weekend]

Qi Ling brought the painting out and put it in a bag, Yan He watched him cautiously.

After going home for dinner, a reminder came to Yan He's phone, and he opened the mailbox to see that it was a teacher exchange text that Wu Yixing had won for him.

Looking at the date, it was half a year.

Yan He went to the study, turned on the computer, wrote emails, wrote and deleted the words, but didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for half an hour, he only typed a paragraph.

Yan Hefu, thinking of the end, delete even the only paragraph, or call, and the application time also has a one-month cycle, and it can always be resolved.

Looking up, Qi Ling stood at the door and took two cups.

Yan He quietly turned off the computer directly.

Qi Ling gave him a glass of freshly squeezed apple juice.Yan He likes fresh fruit juice. This habit has been raised since childhood, and there is always squeezed fruit juice in the refrigerator.

Yan He saw that Qi Ling had her sleeves rolled up, and there were still drops of water on her wrists, it was obvious that she had just finished washing the dishes.

Qi Ling asked, "Are you done with your work?"

Yan He closed his hand, nodded: "It's over."

Qi Ling handed the cup to him, Yan He took it, took a sip, it was a little cold, but not enough to cool his heart.

Qi Ling looked straight at Yan He, Yan He opened his eyes, puzzled.

Qiling leaned against the bookcase, a person's distance away from Yanhe, and asked, "Do you think I've changed a lot?"

Yan He pursed his lips and dared not speak.

Qi Ling didn't expect him to answer either.

Those who particularly wanted to ask were also pressed in their hearts and didn't know how to answer, so the two of them faced each other in silence, neither of them said much.

Finally, Qi Ling hooked her fingers: "Come here, give me a kiss."

Yan He got up and walked in front of Qi Ling. Qi Ling closed her eyes, as if waiting for a kiss.

The two of them like to open the scene differently, Qi Ling's semi-rough, like a fire, Yan He likes a delicate, gentle, deep kiss like water.Qi Ling rarely asks for a kiss.

If you make a submissive gesture, you probably won't bother Yan He.

Yan He licked his mouth carefully, and Qi Ling followed him to respond.

After the kiss, the corners of Qi Ling's mouth were wet, and he looked into Yan He's eyes.

Qiling asked hoarsely, "Are you still leaving?"

It was exactly the same as what Qi Shu asked today.

Yan He shook his head and said, "Don't go."

After thinking for a while, Yanhe said again: "Follow you, okay?"

Qi Ling smiled, with a bit of bitterness that couldn't be resolved.

He raised his hand to pinch the back of Yan He's neck, and rubbed his side face against Yan He's side face. The skin touched and the temperature penetrated into each other. After a while, he replied: "Okay."

Yan He tilted his head and kissed his ear.

I took a shower at night and went to bed early.

Yan He smelled the smell of the two people in the quilt, and soon fell asleep, Qi Ling tugged at Yan He's cheek.

"He looks heartless." After saying this, he felt that something was wrong, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Yan He woke up, it was at one o'clock in the middle of the night. He got up and gasped for breath, and buried his face in his hands.

It seems like I haven't had this dream for many years.

Qi Ling fell asleep, Yan He got up and closed the bedroom door, sat in the living room, and poured himself a glass of juice.

After staying on the sofa for nearly half an hour, I didn't feel sleepy.

Yan He finally sighed, ran to the study, opened the drawer where the medicine was kept, opened to the inside, and took out a box.

White pills are packed into pieces.

At the beginning, there were more than 30 pieces, and after returning to China, there were more than a dozen pieces left.

Wu Yixing should bring some more, Yanhe thought.

He took out one piece, stuffed the small box back, got up, turned around, and Qi Ling was standing at the door.

Yanhe: ...

Qi Ling looked down, and Yan He unconsciously wanted to squeeze the pill into his palm.

Qi Ling came over and broke Yan He's hand, Yan He struggled for a moment, but let go.

Yan He regretted the medicine prescribed in the United States, each tablet was marked in detail.

Qi Ling pinched the thin slice and asked, "Sleeping pills?"

Yan He was vague: "Well."

Qi Ling looked at the dosage and frowned: "Why is it so heavy?"

Yan He stopped talking.

Qi Ling looked at him: "Can't sleep?"

Yan He nodded lightly.

"Is it okay not to eat?" Qi Ling then asked.

Yan He: "I haven't tried it yet."

Qi Ling raised her eyebrows: "Then let me try with you?"

Yan He was embarrassed, but still nodded.

Qi Ling went to the kitchen to boil a glass of milk for Yan He.

Yanhe took it and drank it.

Qi Ling covered him with the quilt up to his waist, and got into it too.

After Yan He finished drinking the milk, he lay down, half curled up and slept on his side facing Qi Ling, Qi Ling was sitting, wanting to smoke, slightly agitated.

Qi Ling asked: "Do you want to talk about this medicine?"

Yan He shook his head: "No."

Qi Ling didn't ask any more questions.

Qi Ling clasped her hands, curled up one leg slightly, and lay down halfway, Yan He's breath was safely on his elbow.

Qi Ling: "Shall we chat?"

After finishing speaking, I laughed to myself: "Or should I tell you a bedtime story?"

Yanhe remained silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "These years, are you and your family... not good?"

Qiling glanced at him, implying tenderness, and her tone of voice was soft, with the soothingness of the night: "Before my father passed away, he hadn't been home for a long time. When he passed away, I was outside his ward, and he told me to get out. After that, I will go home once during the Chinese New Year.”

Yan He: "Why don't you visit your mother more often?"

Qi Ling lowered her head and fell silent.

Yan He leaned closer and pressed his forehead against his arm, and Qi Ling reached out and rubbed his soft hair.

Qi Ling asked: "Has the medicine been used for a few years?"

Yan He shook his head: "No, the asthma medicine is rarely used."

Qi Ling laughed: "That's good."

Qi Ling opened her hands and said, "I'll sleep with you in my arms, will you be able to sleep?"

Yan He blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

Qi Ling: "Then try it, lean on my chest, listen to the heartbeat, it is often recorded on AS|MR, it should be very fast."

Yan He was hugged by Qi Ling forcefully, there was a clear rumble in his ears, Qi Ling patted him on the back slowly like coaxing a child, Yan He had never been coaxed like this before, but he did not reject it.Qi Ling whispered to him slowly his impression of C University, sometimes when he laughed, Yan He could feel the tremor of the laughter in his body.

Yanhe felt very safe, secure and comfortable.

Slowly, I couldn't open my eyes.

Before going to bed, he wanted to say something, so he raised his head to look at Qi Ling, Qi Ling pulled Yan He's hair, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "I love you, go to sleep."

As if cast some spell, Yan Hexin suddenly fell to the ground, no longer struggling, and closed his eyes safely.

Qi Ling waited for Yan He to fall asleep, gently put him on the pillow next to him, leaned over and kissed his nose.

I couldn't stand it any longer, so I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.

The author has something to say: First of all, I didn’t expect so many little angels to like this article, and there are so many comments, thank you everyone! ! ! !

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Secondly, let’s talk about yesterday’s sweet abuse~~~

There is no abuse on the emotional line. The two people are separated for so long and get together so quickly because they hold a kind of no matter what happened before, no matter what will happen in the future, I can’t leave you, I am The idea of ​​wanting to be with you, so two people will be more sensitive and careful when dealing with emotional matters, so I can't quarrel~

As for the line of reality, I will explain that the previous juvenile line and the real line are intertwined (I felt very pure when I wrote the juvenile line~).And the emotional warmth in my heart is not just icing on the cake. No matter what happens, my lover will stick to the same place as always and become the strongest support in your heart.When you are sick, he will buy you medicine and give you water to coax you.When the outside world doubts you, he tells you that there is nothing to comfort you. Life always has setbacks and ups and downs.It is that you will feel that no matter what you will lose tomorrow, you will not lose his self-confidence.

This week is going through a transition. If you want to change your friends, it’s too sweet. After all the girls finish their exams next week, they will make great strides in the plot line~~~~~~~~~

If I talk about the rest, it will be a spoiler~ If it is a spoiler, it will be boring~~ After the article of my gay school is finished, the feedback from both of them is that the latter is better. If you can’t answer, just pretend you can’t see it, roll around and play tricks, I’m blind~~~ (doge face!)

As for the plot line, my former readers gave a very unified feedback: if you guess the result correctly, but if you fail to guess the process, your brain circuit is very clear~

Old readers have given up guessing me, if you want to guess... take care.

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Jinjiang smoked yesterday, Jinjiang often smokes, I can only say that I saw the message and called the customer service during working hours to solve it as soon as possible, love~~~

Comparing my heart to everyone~~~~~ I think this chapter is so sweet today, can you really eat it 2333~~~~