The Fairy in Fast Time

The next day.

The faint light gently shrouded the tops of the buildings in Linjing, and the criss-crossing streets were covered by last night's snow, refracting a handful of golden light.

The crisp winter wind blows over tall buildings, blowing away the snow on the window sills.

The new year kicked off with yesterday's brilliant fireworks.

……

The man with his upper body naked was lazily leaning against the head of the bed and checking his cell phone. He stepped on the ground with one foot, letting the pale golden sunlight shine on the lines of his abdominal muscles, silently exuding strong male hormones.

Several bruised hickeys appeared on his collarbone and neck, looking erotic and sexy.

A quiet room.

Wen Han slowly opened his eyes, and then couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

pain……

sore……

Especially a certain part of the back, it feels as if it has been broken.

Mom sells the batch, the reality really can't be compared with the [dream], the consequences of same-sex sex are really tragic...

Wen Han pinched the center of his brows, the absurd and lewd memories of last night quickly returned to his mind, crazy and passionate.

At this time, warm palms gently covered his bare shoulders, and a deep magnetic voice sounded above his head: "Did you sleep well?"

"...I don't really want to answer this question." Wen Han said hoarsely, his face full of exhaustion.

Qin Yi'an put the phone aside, a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes, he gently fiddled with Wen Han's messy hair with his fingers, sliding his fingertips along his scalp until he reached his neck covered with hickey marks pause.

In fact, compared to Qin Yi'an, Wen Han's body has more terrifying hickey marks.

Of course, if Wen Han were to describe the number of hickeys, it would probably be——

He didn't even spare my ass——!

"...By the way, you and my elder brother know each other." Wen Han pursed his bitten lips, but then he immediately "hissed".

"En." Qin Yi'an replied in a low voice, and pulled up the quilt that had slipped off for Wen Han, and said lightly: "I will take you to see him in two days."

Wen Han raised his eyes to look at him, somehow he could see the sense of grievance: how can you think of other men as soon as you wake up.

After a pause, Wen Han raised his arms around the other's neck and kissed the corner of his mouth, pinched his face and said with a low smile: "It's almost enough, how can Mr. Qin, who is worth hundreds of millions, have such a small mind..."

"It also depends on who it is for." Qin Yi'an let Wen Han act mischievously on his face, and he was extremely obedient.

However, at this moment, the crisp doorbell rang suddenly.

"Go and open the door." Wen Han let go of Qin Yi'an, lay back lazily, and kicked him lightly.

Qin Yi'an hooked his chin with his hand, put on a pair of trousers casually, and walked towards the entrance with bare feet.

After looking through the cat's eyes, Qin Yi'an opened the door indifferently.

"Fourth Uncle? Why are you here?" A young man in a black down jacket looked at the man in front of him in surprise, his eyes slipped past his neck calmly, and he suppressed the desire to gossip from the bottom of his heart , said calmly: "I'll ask Brother Han to get the paper."

"Come in." Qin Yi'an replied in a low voice, turned around and walked towards the study.

Qin Ling looked at his fourth uncle's slender back with strange eyes, and slowly sat on the soft sofa in the living room, countless bullet screens slid through his mind——

【#After New Year’s Eve, I found that my fourth uncle and my biology tutor seem to have gotten together. 】

【#That is to say, the fourth uncle who has been single for 28 years is about to leave the single? 】

【#话说，Which of them is on top...】

Just as Qin Ling's thoughts were running wildly in an indescribable direction, the door of the master bedroom was opened from the inside.

"Qin Ling?" Wearing a white shirt and gray trousers, Wen Han gently closed the door of the master bedroom and asked in a hoarse voice.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy took off his down jacket and put it aside and said, "I'm here to get the paper, but... why is fourth uncle here?" He leaned closer to Wen Han and asked cautiously.

Wen Han was silent for a moment, thinking about how to tell this little red flower in the motherland—your fourth uncle and your biology tutor the cruel fact that they got one.

Desolate, if he confesses so frankly, will Qin Ling break up with him and use the name of the Qin family...

"Your paper." A deep and magnetic voice sounded behind Wen Han, and then, Qin Yi'an inserted between the two of them.

Qin Ling took it in silence, and just when he was about to say something more, he heard his fourth uncle's ruthless order to drive away: "If there is nothing else, you can go."

"Fourth Uncle, how could you treat me like this..." The smile on Qin Ling's face collapsed.

"Hey, as a third-year student in high school, you need to study hard." Qin Yi'an smiled with his lips curled up, his eyes darkened.

Qin Ling's back suddenly felt cold, he picked up the down jacket he had just taken off, and said in a deep tone: "It makes sense, then, I'll go back first."

"Brother Han, I'll come to see you some other day." After speaking, Qin Ling quickly put on his clothes and strode towards the door, his back looked a bit bleak.

"Oh!"

The door was closed vigorously by Qin Ling.

……

Wen Han silently sat on the sofa, squinting at Qin Yi'an.

"Why is the neckline open so wide?" Qin Yi'an knelt on the sofa between Wen Han's legs, buttoning his buttons all the way to the top button with his slender white hands before stopping, but then, he He frowned again.

Seeing this, Wen Han leaned his head on the back of the sofa and said weakly: "What's wrong?"

... Damn, this guy wasn't so picky in the [dream], how could he be like this in reality?

"You should change your clothes." Qin Yi'an turned his gaze around Wen Han, his eyes darkened.

"...Why?" Wen Han glared at him, then looked down at the white shirt on his body.

——There is nothing broken either.

"Because you are so attractive." Qin Yi'an whispered in his ear, his warm breath fluttering lightly, it was terribly seductive.

But Wen Han, who has been resistant to men for [many years], was completely unmoved. He turned his sore neck and said helplessly, "These are old clothes from a year ago..."

"I don't care..."

As he said that, the man leaned over and kissed the warm and slightly parted lips, feeling lingering.

***

Seven days later, Linjing University.

Wen Han was striding down the school's gravel road with his computer bag in his hand. The slightly cold wind blew the corners of his black windbreaker, and the warm and jade-like temperament radiated from the inside out, making people feel very comfortable.

Since it was still on winter vacation, there were almost no one in the school, but the library was open, and Wen Han came here to look up some procedural materials in the library, otherwise he must still be at home and be killed by Qin Yi Ann hugged her to sleep.

That guy doesn't know how many days he has been away from work, is it really okay?

as well as……

When on earth will he take me to see my eldest brother!

Wen Han walked out of the school gate expressionlessly, a little irritable in his heart.

So what about two days?

"Bam—"

Just as Wen Han's thoughts were racing, he bumped into someone violently.

"I'm sorry." Wen Han apologized in a low voice, and then distanced the two of them.

"It's okay." The pleasant voice sounded softly in front of him, making Wen Han think of the accent of the piano, low and full of rhythm.

Wen Han's gaze slowly moved up from the pair of black handmade leather shoes until it met the deep eyes of the person in front of him.

For a moment, it was like being struck by lightning.

Although so many years have passed, Wen Han can still recognize at a glance that the person he accidentally bumped into just now is his eldest brother.

His youthful appearance faded away, his body grew taller, and his temperament changed from the dark and cruel back then to the mature and restrained one now.

The years did not seem to have left any marks on his face.

"...Brother?" Wen Han murmured with complicated eyes.

"Long time no see." Jiang Zigui smiled lightly, a nostalgic smile appeared in his eyes, then he raised his hand to gently stroke Wen Han's soft hair, and said in a low voice: "Ten days ago, Qin Yi'an He said he would bring you to see me, but...he seems to have forgotten."

The corner of Wen Han's mouth twitched, and he touched his nose involuntarily.

"So, I found it myself." Jiang Zigui approached Wen Han and hugged him gently, and said, "I haven't had lunch yet, I reserved a box at [Xiangji]."

"Okay." Wen Han pursed his lips and smiled, suppressing the many emotions emerging from the bottom of his heart, and followed Jiang Zigui into the silver Mercedes parked not far away.

After sitting in the car, a strange conclusion slowly emerged in Wen Han's mind——

His man, Qin Yi'an, is the president of a company with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

His elder brother, Jiang Zigui, is a son of a noble family with a strong family business.

And he, Wen Han, is a young man with four talents who walked out of an orphanage.

Wen Han frowned, at this moment he deeply felt that he was the combination of Tom Su and Jack Su!

... There is always a feeling that I am the chicken among a group of red-crowned cranes.

Bah, bah, bah, what kind of chicken, he doesn't want to be a chicken.

[Then make a duck? 】

Three large black characters suddenly flashed on the screen of the phone.

Wen Han was silent for a moment, and then opened the button on the phone to reply to the dialog box with the note: [Universe Invincible Super Cute System Bitch].

Wen Han: Can you not change the note [sun.jpg] I typed for you without authorization.

[System: =3=Stop it, how cute. 】

Then, a brown nut with eyes kept shaking on the screen of his phone, looking like it had been infected by some kind of weird virus.

Wen Han took a deep breath and replied: How do you know what I'm thinking?

[System: Just kidding, I have been with you for so many years and I can infer your inner drama through your facial expressions. [Proud.jpg]]

So, Wen Han stuffed the phone into his pocket indifferently.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zigui, who was sitting next to Wen Han, turned his head and asked, his brows and eyes were gentle.

"It's okay." Wen Han replied, and then he pondered for a moment, then asked cautiously: "That... big brother..."

"Ok?"

"...How have you been doing all these years?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zigui looked at Wen Han quietly, and slowly opened his lips and said, "Before I found out that you were abducted by Qin Yi'an, you were doing well."

With an innocent look of warmth and coldness: "..."

"Is he treating you well?" Jiang Zigui asked in a low voice, a little concern appeared in his black eyes.

"Well, you don't have to worry." Wen Han curled his lips into a smile, and said again: "Brother, after all these years, do you have any companions?"

"No." Jiang Zigui said lightly, "You know, I'm not suitable for anyone."

"You can't be so full of words." Wen Han said with a smile, and then, his peripheral vision inadvertently caught sight of the young man who was driving.

Clear eyebrows, calm demeanor, eyes...

Forbearance?

Wen Han glanced at his elder brother again, and then, while looking at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, he asked Jiang Zigui to come over.

"Brother, what is your occupation now? Are you also the president of the company like Cyril?" Wen Han asked in a low voice, so he managed to capture the traces of jealousy and inferiority in the man's eyes, "Oh, Cyril is Qin Yi'an."

"Well, more or less." Jiang Zigui also replied in a low voice.

Wen Han raised his lips and smiled, just when he was about to continue talking, he was interrupted by the hoarse voice of the driver brother: "Boss Jiang, we're here."

The car parked steadily in the parking lot in front of the hotel without the slightest bump.

"Let's go, let's talk after we go in." Jiang Zigui pinched Wen Han's face and said softly.

At this time, the driver brother had already got out of the car first, opened the door for Jiang Zigui, and put his hand on the door frame.

After the slender and tall man got out of the car, Wen Han also got out of the car.

"Pick us up in two hours." Jiang Zigui instructed the man calmly.

"Yes." Jiang Lu lowered his head and replied, there was a bit of forbearance in the depths of his eyes...

love?

Wen Han raised his eyebrows, feeling as if he had received some incredible information.

But with that cold-hearted temperament of big brother...

Wen Han sighed silently, then glanced at Jiang Lu who had already returned to the car, and inexplicably began to worry about his elder brother's lifelong event.

"Ah Han, let's go." Jiang Zigui, who had already walked a few steps, turned his head and called to Wen Han.

"Okay." Wen Han responded and followed, but at this moment, the phone in his trousers pocket vibrated.

He took it out and saw that there was another dialog box knocked to him by the system: Who is Cyril?

Wen Han: It's my man Qin Yi'an, his English name is Cyril.

[System: ... Oh yes, I remembered. 】

Wen Han stepped up the steps: What do you remember?

[System: The master's English name is actually his nickname. Generally, only those who are very close to him will call him that. When Mr. Qin was alive, he also called him that. 】

Wen Han blinked, a little surprised in his heart: So it was like this.

But maybe Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, and a caller ID named [Cyril] suddenly appeared.

"Hello?" Wen Han replied in a good mood with a smile on his lips.

"When will you be back today?" The man's soft words came from the other end of the phone.

"Probably a little later." Standing beside Jiang Zigui, Wen Han looked at the constantly jumping numbers on the elevator, and replied thoughtfully.

"If it's too late, let your elder brother take you back, or I'll send someone to pick you up."

Wen Han didn't bother to think about how Qin Yi'an knew about this, anyway, it had something to do with the little traitor of the system living in his mobile phone.

"Okay, I see." After hanging up the phone, Wen Han looked up and met his elder brother's expressionless handsome face.

"Qin Yi'an?" Jiang Zigui stroked the watch on his left wrist with his right hand, without any fluctuation in his voice.

"...Mmm." Wen Han coughed dryly, followed his elder brother into a box on the third floor, "By the way, elder brother, is the driver who drove us earlier a subordinate of yours?"

"Yes." Jiang Zigui sat across from Wen Han, casually placed the menu handed over by the waiter in front of Wen Han, and said concisely: "Order."

Wen Han opened the menu, curled his lips and said with a smile: "I feel that he is quite nice, with a kind face."

"His name is Jiang Lu, and he has been with me for nearly ten years." Jiang Zigui took off his coat and hung it on a hanger not far away.

"Is your surname Jiang?" After ordering five or six dishes, Wen Han turned the menu to Jiang Zigui.

"Well, in a sense, he is also from the Jiang family." Jiang Zigui closed the menu and pushed it aside, nodded to the waiter at the side, and said indifferently: "That's all for now."

So, the waiter in a white shirt and black vest bowed respectfully and stepped back.

"Why, are you interested in him?" Jiang Zigui thought of something interesting, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"How is it possible, let Cyril know that it will be useless." Wen Han took a sip of tea and sighed, "That guy is very jealous."

"Okay, don't mention him in front of me." Jiang Zigui smiled lightly.

"Okay, okay, don't mention him." Wen Han replied with a smile, "Then let's talk about the past, the present and the future?"

Jiang Zigui looked at him quietly for a while, then said with thin lips, "Okay."

***

At 15 o'clock that night, at Room 902, Building [-], Tianshui Jiayuan, Linjing City.

Qin Yi'an was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, processing emails, the beige light shining on his sharp-edged face looked extremely gentle.

But in fact, Qin Yi'an's mood is quite irritable now.

——It's already so late, why haven't you come back?

——Could it be that Jiang Zigui drove him crazy?

——The system didn't reply to him, what exactly do these two want to do?

"Cyril, I'm back." Wen Han hung his coat on the hanger, put on slippers and walked towards the living room.

Qin Yi'an closed his laptop with his eyelids slightly closed, then put his hands on his folded legs, and silently looked at the lights of Wanjia outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wen Han sat beside Qin Yi'an, poked his cheek lightly with his finger with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Qin Yi'an's eyes were slightly fixed, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes, and he didn't answer Wen Han's question.

But the suppressed aura around him told Wen Han brightly: I am very angry.

"Hahaha..." Wen Han couldn't help but put his head lightly on Qin Yi'an's left shoulder, and kissed Qin Yi'an's earlobe lightly.

"Cyril." Wen Han whispered in his ear, "I talked a lot with my elder brother today..."

"Past, present, future."

"And mine and yours..." Wen Han took Qin Yi'an's left hand on his thigh and played with it, his voice hoarse.

Hearing this, Qin Yi'an turned his head to look at him, there was a dark light floating in the dark pupils, like a dangerous whirlpool, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

"I remember when we first met." Wen Han raised his eyes, tapped his soft lips with the index finger of the other hand, and sighed softly: "The you at that time and the you now are really different from each other." farewell."

Hearing this, Qin Yi'an lowered his eyelashes and put his index finger into his mouth, and then bit it lightly a few times.

"Don't make trouble, I'm talking about business with you." Wen Han pulled out his finger and said helplessly.

"Okay, tell me." Qin Yi'an lowered his voice, licked his lips with the tip of his wet tongue, and clasped Wen Han's wrist with his backhand, slowly stroking his beating pulse.

"Actually, I am very happy today. I feel like I have lived for so many years, and I have never been so happy as today..." Wen Han's lips curled slightly, his voice was soft, and his eyes seemed to be filled with spring water: "You know...why did I do that?" Are you so happy?"

Qin Yi'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was difficult to distinguish, "I am naturally happy to meet my elder brother who has been away for more than ten years."

"No, that's not right." Wen Han shook his head with a low smile, and took out a small silver-white box from his pants pocket, "The reason why I'm happy is because I bought a present for my lover."

Qin Yi'an couldn't help being startled, his eyes couldn't help tracing the outline of the small box, as if he had vaguely guessed something.

Many emotions emerged one by one in the depths of his heart, and finally intertwined and woven into a sweet net, and then tightly bound his heart.

Wen Han slowly opened the small box, and there were two simple and generous silver rings embedded in the black velvet, shining like stars in the dark sky.

"These two rings were designed by myself, and the initials of you and me are engraved on them." Wen Han picked up one of the fancy English rings engraved with [WH], and took Qin Yi'an's left hand, Slowly put it on his middle finger.

"It's wrong." Qin Yi'an suddenly said in a flat tone, and the love in his eyes was so strong and terrifying, he felt as if he wanted to drown the person in front of him, and then merged into his own flesh and blood, unable to leave for a second.

Wen Han paused, and looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

"Wearing it on the middle finger of the left hand means engagement, and wearing it on the ring finger of the left hand means marriage." Qin Yi'an's eyes were dark and his voice was soft: "Put it on again."

Wen Han's heart immediately relaxed, and then, a touching smile rose from the corner of his lips, "Okay."

After putting the ring on the ring finger of Qin Yi'an's left hand, he was pinched and kissed lightly, and picked up another ring in the box.

"I didn't expect...you would preempt the marriage proposal." Qin Yi'an put the ring on the ring finger of Wen Han's left hand, and said in a low voice.

"But it's a pity that same-sex marriages are still not allowed in China." Wen Han sighed.

"It's okay." Qin Yi'an reached out and clasped the back of his neck, slowly closing the distance between the two of them until their noses touched, and said in a hoarse voice: "We can go abroad."

"But that will be troublesome..." Wen Han frowned.

"With your man here, what are you afraid of." Qin Yi'an let out a low laugh and slowly pushed Wen Han down on the sofa, sliding his fingertips across his collarbone vaguely, and then all the way down.

"But……"

"Okay." Qin Yi'an deftly unbuttoned his belt buckle with his fingers, and the deep desire in his eyes floated up and down, making his voice even more hoarse: "Now your legs... I'm in control."

A warm smile gradually spread from the corners of Wen Han's eyes, and he whispered: "Okay."

……

The clean and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows vaguely reflected the entangled figures of the two, making them look extremely lingering, while outside the window was the bustling night scene of this golden city.

Perhaps, among thousands of people, meet the person you meet;

Perhaps, in the thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, neither one step earlier nor one step later, it just happened to catch up. (Note 1)

That's how he met him.

At the right time, I met the right person, thus creating a fragrant love.

——And you are the only one in my life.

……

"I love you."

"Me too."

-End-