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After eating, Qiu Cen expressed his admiration for Li Tian's cooking skills, and then he collapsed on the sofa and did not move.

Li Tian simply cleaned up the kitchen, walked into the living room with a pot of fruit tea, sat down, took two cups, and filled them up.

He pushed one of the cups to Qiu Cen, and raised his leg to touch his, "Go wash the dishes."

"Shut up," Qiu Cen stroked his rounded belly, "I'm too stuffed to rest for a while."

Li Tian looked at his stomach, thinking that several dishes were almost empty when the table was cleared just now, so he frowned slightly, "Why do you eat so much?"

Qiu Cen cast a reproachful glance at him, "It's all because your cooking is so delicious, I'm happy when I eat it, and I eat when I'm happy."

"Then you have to be a little restrained...how about I go downstairs and buy you a box of Jianweixiaoshi tablets?"

"Come on, I think it's okay."

After resting for a while and drinking two cups of tea, Qiu Cen unsteadily stood up, ready to wash the dishes.

The last time he was washing dishes at his house, Li Tian still remembered the scene where outsiders thought it was a large slaughterhouse, so he followed up with concern, and leaned against the door to remind him: "Be careful, the bowl fell. Just drop it, don’t pick it up.”

Although the knife that cut Qiu Cen last time had been brushed and placed on the shelf by him, he was still a little worried.

——I knew that I could brush it all up.

It's all my own fault for forgetting about it for a while.

Seeing Qiu Cen brush the plates carefully, wipe off the water on them with a white towel, and put them one by one on the wall shelf, Li Tian finally got down and went back to the living room.

After a while, Qiu Cen also came out, sat down on the sofa, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it down.

Li Tian glanced at him, "Did you wash your thirst after washing the dishes?"

Qiu Cen nodded disapprovingly, "I can't drink the dishwashing water, so I'm thirsty after watching it all the time."

"Absurd."

He watched Li Tian turn his head to watch TV, looked around for a while, remembered what Queen Song had told him, scratched his head, and asked, "Where is Li Xiaodan? I haven't seen her for a long time."

Almost at the same time, Li Tian, ​​who was originally plain, turned his head suddenly, looked at him with a sullen face and said nothing.

Judging by the speed at which he turned his head, it seemed as if he was about to throw off his neck.

Qiu Cen shrank back involuntarily, a little frightened.

"What, what's wrong?"

Li Tian still didn't move, he sat stiffly, his body was still facing the TV, only his head was turned to face him.

He pursed his lips tightly, and the corners of his tense mouth twitched slightly. There was a strange light in his eyes. Under the refraction of the light, the whole pupils were a little red.

Being stared at like this, a faint chill crept up Qiu Cen's back.

He moved back quietly, even though he didn't dare to admit it, when he looked at him like this, he still had the idea of ​​running away.

"I don't know." Li Tian suddenly looked away, feeling a little flustered.

"You..." Qiu Cen tentatively moved forward and looked at him with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Another long silence.

When Li Tian raised his head again, he returned to his usual appearance, and his stiff body relaxed.

"It's okay, she's on a business trip."

"Oh..." Qiu Cen carefully observed Li Tian's facial expression with inquiry in his eyes, "Are you okay just now?"

Li Tian grinned, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"What can I do."

"Really?"

"...Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you full?"

Qiu Cen looked at his slightly trembling hand holding the cup, lowered his eyes, covering his thoughtful eyes.

The strange feeling in his heart didn't last long. Under his continuous observation, he found that Li Tian was indeed the same as usual. The strange scene just now was like a dream he had.

— so unreal.

He had never seen Li Tian like that.

He looked at his indifferent face, the gentle brows, and the red lips after soaking in the tea.

——Sure enough, I was deluded.

Qiu Cen shook his head, threw out his complicated thoughts and wild thoughts, and secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much.

After explaining to Queen Song, he calmed down and resumed his previous relaxed sitting posture.

As everyone knows, Li Tian, ​​who has been silently watching his movements, is also relieved at this moment.

The two watched TV in silence for a while, but Li Tian didn't know what was on TV, and the laughter and laughter could not be accurately transmitted to his ears.

In fact, when Qiu Cengang asked Li Xiaodan out, he saw the distorted world in an instant.

The world was spinning for a while, the coffee table was crooked, Qiu Cen was crooked.

At that time, his whole body was immersed in panic.

Even though this panic was well concealed by him, Qiu Cen detected the abnormality.

At that time, there was only one sentence in his mind - don't let Qiu Cen find out.

By pouring tea for him, he later paid careful attention to Qiu Cen's expression, and saw that the wrinkles between his brows had flattened, and the corners of his lips were smiling again, with his legs crossed in a relaxed manner, and he was really at ease.

After this relaxation, he leaned on the sofa and felt the sweat on his back.

Qiu Cen, who had been sitting obediently all this time, suddenly thought of something and stood up.

Li Tian sat up straight again like a frightened bird, "What's wrong?"

—he found out?

Qiu Cen gave him a strange look, then tilted his head, thinking of something, "Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

Then Li Tian watched Qiu Cen walk towards the entrance and go out.

He finally let out a long breath.

At this time, when I touched my forehead, there was also a thin layer of sweat.

Five minutes later, there was another knock on the door.

Li Tian's body tensed up in reflex, realizing that it should be Qiu Cen, who hurried to open the door.

"How can you..."

"biu~" Qiu Cen opened the door and looked at him with a smile, holding a car model in his hand.

"Is this the model your father gave you? Are you finished?" Li Tian looked down at the model that Qiu Cen stuffed into his hand, his expression was uncertain.

"Yes, this is a McLaren." Qiu Cen looked up at him, a little cautiously, "You gave me a birthday present before, I asked Hu Dawei, your birthday is in May, it's still early."

Li Tian stared blankly at the model in his hand, but the words in his ears continued, like clear water, gradually slipping through his numb and tired heart.

"I've been a little busy recently. I just finished my spell, so I want to send you off first."

Li Tian asked dryly: "Then will you give me a gift for my birthday?"

"...Give it away," Qiu Cen thought for a while, "I'll give you something else, I still have a Lamborghini Koenigsegg, you can pick whatever you want."

If he didn't find that Li Tian didn't seem very happy, he wouldn't be able to remember this. Li Tian seemed to be very interested in the model, and he tentatively thought it was him—the model that Qiu Cen put together with his own hands.It happened that his house was downstairs, so I just brought it to him.

Inside the door, Li Tian's Adam's apple moved up and down.

Like telepathy, the two looked up at the same time, and their eyes collided.

It was like when we met for the first time, Li Tian was hiding in the darkness, and when Qiu Cen raised his head, he accurately met his eyes.

Qiu Cen once read such a sentence.

——The smallest sea in the world is the lover's eye.

He also took Li Tian across the sea in a disguised hug.

——The sea is not as good as Li Tian's eyes.

When the two soft lips touched together, both of them paused briefly.

Then I don't know who hugged who first, who put the McLaren on the shoe cabinet behind them, they both entered the door, and the door closed with a "click".

The two pieces of softness that were only lightly touched at the beginning became hard without knowing it, like a gust of wind and rain.

Li Tian tightly wrapped his arms around Qiu Cen's waist, stroking his waist with his knuckle fingers.It was like a desperate gamble before death, tightly grasping the last straw, and wanting to leave a deep imprint on it.

Qiu Cen circled Li Tian's head, slowly stroking his hand-short hair, and pulled him into his arms vigorously, while grinding his lips with his lips, almost biting his thin lips.

His rosy and shiny lips after drinking tea came to mind again.

An inexplicable hot current flowed down his lips, slid through his heart, and rushed down his body like an electric shock.

Li Tian was hurt by him, and he couldn't help but slightly part his lips, and the flexible foreign body squeezed in. He frowned uncomfortably, and bit Qiu Cen's as if annoyed.

This was not a gentle kiss, the two seemed to devour each other.

Qiu Cen was sinking in the sudden sweetness, and the hand around Li Tian's head also slid down that straight back...

But suddenly, he was pushed away.

Li Tian raised his hand to wipe off the blood from Qiu Cen's bite, and the corners of his eyes were still red.

"?" Qiu Cen looked at him strangely, as if he didn't understand why he pushed him away.

Li Tian was silent for a long time.

"Qiu Cen." When he spoke again, there was already a slight annoyance in his voice, not only for him, but also for himself.

"I'm not gay..." he whispered, and after a long, slow and difficult way to squeeze out the second half of the sentence: "Don't let me be."

——I'm not gay, don't let me be.

——I'm not gay, don't let me be.

——I'm not gay, don't let me be.

I like you, but I don't want to like men.

I wouldn't like you if you weren't a girl.

As if begging him.

Qiu Cen thought he understood what he meant.

"Oh," he chuckled after a long time, his voice trembling, "The ones just now are all fake? The ones before?"

Long-term dedication, willing surrender.

In the end, tell me that this is all my own sentimentality, and that you are different from me is just my wild imagination.

At this time, the thing called dignity in my heart was hit hard in an instant, all because of Li Tian's calm words.

The man still kept his head down, not letting anyone see his expression, and said in a steady tone, "Forget it, Qiu Cen."

At this time, abandoning the dignity of the old man, Qiu Cen wanted to struggle again, and asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that people will point your back at you and say that you are gay?"

"..." Li Tian was silent.

"That's right," Qiu Cen took a few steps back, "I was the one who was pestering you all the time."

You have always been condescending and looked down on me.

Because I like you.

Li Tian didn't know when Qiu Cen left.

When the whole room fell silent, he realized how long he had been sitting on the ground by the door.

It was so long that the whole body was cold, and the blood would freeze.

He managed to stop his trembling, and when he looked up, he saw the red and white McLaren still on the shoe cabinet.

The man just now handed it to him with a smile.

Carefully.

He was a little anxious at first, but when he saw those small details, his mood improved for no reason.

Things are out of control anymore.

There is also a stabbing pain on the lips.

Li Tian raised his hand to touch it, and it was still a little swollen.

It was not as addictive as Qiu Cen was at that time, his mind was in chaos at that time, all kinds of thoughts were intertwined, and he once thought, that's it.

Pull Qiu Cen into the abyss together.

But the increasingly strange feeling, uncontrollable emotions, and Li Xiaodan's disappearance reminded him that he couldn't escape.

He couldn't bear to blacken such a good person as Qiu Cen.

So he chose to push him away.

When hope is about to be seen.

Just let him go on like this.

The most difficult days are all he came alone.

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