Long and short feet

Qi Tian's long-suppressed desire was vented on Ran Xinyang. He had never had this kind of satisfaction from anyone else, and this satisfaction was mixed with a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly. Let him feel that the whole world is enlightened.

Looking at the sleeping Ran Xinyang's body covered with traces left by him, Qi Tian felt distressed and had a sense of superiority in his heart. He touched those bruised hickey marks and drew a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Ran Xinyang didn't wake up until night, and the shameful pain made him bite his lips tightly.

"You're awake. This is the porridge that Boss Qi told me to buy for you. You can drink it." Han Yuan's voice suddenly sounded in the dim ward. What Qi Tian did, he shrank unconsciously into the quilt, but he felt as if he was wearing clothes, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

"Thank you..." Ran Xinyang was embarrassed by the hoarse voice. He endured the discomfort and sat up, trying to make himself look natural.

Looking at Ran Xinyang's pale face, Han Yuan naturally knew that he was seriously ill, but that kind of awkward little movement still allowed him to capture a little information. Although he had never been interested in Qi Tian's lover, Ran Xinyang's particularity had to arouse his curiosity. Notice.

After finishing the porridge, Ran Xinyang was at a loss and waited for Han Yuan to leave. Now he urgently needs someone to calm down.

Han Yuan cleaned up the dishes and gave special instructions before leaving. He is not unfamiliar with these instructions, because this is also one of his jobs.

The door of the ward was closed with a bang, and Ran Xinyang was isolated to a safe place. He stared at the door in a daze, before slipping into the bed for a long time, and then opened his empty eyes, listening to the whistling of the heater next to him.

One night, without knowing if he fell asleep, Ran Xinyang got up exhausted and went through the discharge procedures.

Ran Xinhai was sitting on the sofa reading a book, when he heard the sound of the door lock turning, he stood up abruptly and walked around in a daze.

When Ran Xinyang walked into the living room, he just met Ran Xinhai's eyes. Both of them were stunned, and a subtle and strange atmosphere circulated between them.

Sweat leaked from all the pores of Ran Xinhai's body. He tensed his nerves for fear that Ran Xinyang would drive him out, and Ran Xinyang also stiffened his body nervously. If Ran Xinhai knew about the matter between him and Qi Tian, ​​he didn't know how to explain it. .

"Have you eaten yet?" Ran Xinyang broke the silence. If this stalemate continues, all he will get is embarrassment.

"Ah? No...no..." Ran Xinhai was taken aback for a moment, apparently unable to react.

"I'll cook." Ran Xinyang walked towards the kitchen, but was stopped by Ran Xinhai: "Brother, let me come, you go to rest."

"En." Ran Xinyang didn't refuse, because he really wasn't interested in cooking right now.

Seeing Ran Xinyang's bad face, Ran Xinhai also felt uncomfortable, so he specially steamed egg custard, he knew that Ran Xinyang liked it since he was a child.

When Ran Xinyang returned to the bedroom, he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep without knowing it. When he woke up, Ran Xinhai had already left, and the bowl of egg custard was left on the dining table.

Neither of them wanted to mention what happened that day, because any mention of it would only cause harm to each other, and even implicate their parents.

After resting at home for a week, Ran Xinyang began to submit his resume to look for a job. During this period, Qi Tian hadn't been here either. He didn't know why he felt a little disappointed and dissatisfied.

Today's sunshine is very warm, at least it can bring some comfort to those who are gloomy in their hearts. Ran Xinyang limped across the street with his resume, passed the crowd, and walked into the high-rise business district.