My vase is broken

Ling An was so happy when he saw Qin Yan.He withdrew his hand on Gu Linhan's arm, and walked towards Qin Yan, forgetting that the skin on the inside of his thigh was worn out, and it hurt when he walked a step.

After taking a big step, his feet landed on the ground, and he almost cried out in pain, his knees were so weak.

Qin Yan had already walked towards him. Seeing his expression, he took three steps at a time and grabbed his waist with one hand, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts," Ling An said slowly, "I shot the scene of riding a horse and hanging Wia for five or six hours today, and it's worn out."

Qin Yan frowned, threw the bouquet of roses in his hand into Gu Linhan's arms, and bent down to hug Ling An.

Suddenly losing his center of gravity, Ling An was startled.

After reacting, he leaned into Qin Yan's arms with peace of mind, the corners of his mouth naturally raised, his cheek rested comfortably on his shoulder, and motioned for Gu Linhan to open the door.

Gu Linhan: "..."

All right, he is a tool of Mo De's feelings.

After opening the door, Gu Linhan put the bouquet and Ling An's bag in the entrance, and told Ling An about tomorrow's filming itinerary, and left consciously, leaving the two of them alone time.

Being carried to the sofa, Ling An tugged Qin Yan's sleeves and asked him to bring the bouquet from the porch.

Qin Yan went back to the porch to get the bouquet, and also took the bag.

Hugging the flower, Ling An touched the petals that were still stained with water droplets, raised his head and smiled at Qin Yan, "Why are you here suddenly?"

Rubbing his hair, Qin Yan said warmly, "I've come since I wanted to see you."

"Then do you know that today is Valentine's Day?" The bouquet was placed on the coffee table cherished, Ling An leaned in front of Qin Yan, and looked at him with a smile.

"know."

"At first, I was a little bit regretful, after all, it's our first Valentine's Day together," Ling An raised his eyebrows, "But it's great that you're here."

Qin Yan embraced him and kissed his lips.

Ling An inserted his fingers into his, interlocking his fingers.

"Did you arrive early?"

"Not very early, half an hour earlier than you."

"Why don't you call me, I'll ask Zhou Yang to send you the room card, so you don't have to stay at the door all the time."

Qin Yan plucked his forehead hair, and his eyes were extremely gentle, "I want to give you a surprise."

Ask again: "You don't like it?"

"I like it," Ling An emphasized, "I like it very much."

He rubbed Qin Yan's hand on his cheek, and smiled sweetly and softly, "When I saw you just now, I was very happy, as if I could explode fireworks in my mind."

Qin Yan touched his ear and kissed him again.

The pain in his leg reminded Ling An that it was time to apply the medicine. He poked Qin Yan's chest, and said in a coquettish tone, "You carry me back to the room, I'm in pain."

He really didn't want to go.

It hurts so much.

And the boyfriend is by my side.

Knowing that he was going to apply medicine, Qin Yan hugged him without saying a word.

His footsteps were steady, Ling An put his ears on his chest, but he couldn't even hear him breathing a little bit, as if he was a light and fluttering feather.

In my heart, I silently praised Qin Yan's physical strength.

After being put on the bed, Ling An naturally asked Qin Yan to help him get his clothes, "Take the bathrobe, the pajamas will rub against you."

Qin Yan rubbed his hair again.

After staying in the hotel for a long time, Ling An's clothes were taken out of the suitcase and hung in the closet. Underwear and socks were sorted and neatly packed.

After Qin Yan took the bathrobe, he took the underwear together.

Ling An sat with his legs spread apart. This position was more comfortable. When he saw a small piece of black cloth in Qin Yan's hand, the roots of his ears were burned instantly!

Once upon a time, he gave Qin Yan disposable underwear so calmly.

Now, his thoughts can't help but drive at high speed, and he even wants to take the high-speed rail at 400 miles per hour.

He's dirty, woo!

He snatched it over and piled it up behind him. He coughed, "Go out first, I'll apply the medicine."

Qin Yan stood still, with a hoarse voice, "Do you want me to help you?"

Clutching the quilt, Ling An felt that the temperature of his cheeks was also rising rapidly, and the top of his head was about to smoke. How could he help such an embarrassing place?What if you can't control it!

The lover is by my side, the bed is under my body, and today is Valentine's Day, it's just the right time and place!

But there is still an early show tomorrow! !

He hurriedly said, "No, I'll do it myself."

Qin Yan was quiet for a while, then said softly: "Then I'm outside, you need to call me."

Hearing the sound of footsteps leaving and the door closing, Ling An raised his head again, picked up his phone and looked at his face, it was really red.

Speaking of which, isn't Qin Yan's tone just now a bit pity?

He patted his face hard, don't think about it, put the medicine on it first, it can't be done before it's finished!

After the skin was worn out, he specially changed into a pair of loose sweatpants with an elastic band at the top, which was easy to take off.

After taking off his pants, he looked down at his thighs, which were all red, and there were scars on his fart and buttocks.

The ointment was applied with ice and cool, and the pain was relieved immediately.

The sitting posture can only be painted on the legs, not the buttocks, Ling An had to change into an awkward position.

Even without outsiders, he felt his face was hot.

Fortunately, Qin Yan was rejected for help!

Maybe it was because the heater was turned on too much. After applying the medicine, Ling An was sweating and his cheeks were flushed. He heard Qin Yan's knock on the door outside and said, "You can come in."

Qin Yan pushed open the door, and when his eyes touched Ling An, his breath stopped.

Ling An didn't even realize that his bathrobe was not fastened, revealing a small half of his chest, his collarbone was obvious, exquisite and beautiful, his cheeks were red, and the blush spread down his fair and slender neck, even the skin on his chest was stained. Go pink.

"Qin Yan?"

Seeing Qin Yan standing still at the door, Ling An called out to him suspiciously.

Hearing the sound, Qin Yan came back to his senses, walked over, and sat down by the bed.

His eyes darkened, his eyes turned around on Ling An's exposed skin, and then returned to his face, brushed his lips with his fingertips, grabbed the back of his head, and kissed him.

Ling An froze for a moment, followed his instinct, opened his mouth to accept and kiss back.

After the kiss was over, Ling An's bathrobe was a little messy, and the neckline was opened even wider.

Qin Yan stopped looking, kissed his forehead restrainedly, put his slender hands on his skirt, helped him rearrange it, and helped him fasten the belt.

"Wear better, don't catch a cold." His voice was a little low and hoarse because of depression.

Ling An realized later:! ! !

Glancing at the phone from the corner of his eyes, he saw the image of his blush extending below his neck on the screen, and he instantly understood why Qin Yan kissed him as soon as he entered the door.

Ah ah ah ah ah.

How he owes so much.

Putting his forehead on Qin Yan's shoulder, Ling An didn't speak for a long time, but when he recovered, he felt sweet again.

Restraining desire//desire is always much more difficult than venting desire//desire.

It is because of love that restraint.

Looking up, he kissed Qin Yan's side face, and opened his arms towards him, "Take me out, let's order dinner, I'm hungry."

"it is good."

After taking him outside, Qin Yan made another internal call.

Hearing what he said was "Cancel the appointment, dinner will be delivered", Ling An waited for him to hang up the phone, and asked, "Did you make a reservation for the restaurant?"

"Ah."

Ling An's eyebrows twitched, "What a pity."

"It won't be a pity," Qin Yan stared at him and said with a smile, "There are still many opportunities."

"That's right!" Ling An looked at him and laughed again.

Even though he didn't eat outside, Ling An specially created the effect of a candlelight dinner. He asked the hotel for candles, lit them in the middle of the dining table, and turned off the headlights, leaving only a few wall lamps and floor lamps.

It's already dark outside, because the floor is high enough, you don't have to worry about being photographed by the paparazzi on the opposite side, all the curtains are drawn, and you can see the night view of the city and the sea of ​​lights.

Ling An actually doesn't like to drink, and feels that any wine is bitter, but this time he feels that the red wine in the glass tastes very good and sweet, probably because the person drinking with him is Qin Yan.

The dim light outlines Qin Yan's handsome outline, and the faint light shines into his eyes, which are divided into fine star spots by the shadow cast by him, filled with the tenderness that only he can see and belongs to him alone.

He felt that he was trapped very deep.

But, willingly.

"I have a gift for you." Ling An put down the goblet, with a smile on his lips, "I should have given it to you when I confessed, but then I would have forgotten everything.

At that time, there was only one thought in my mind, if I didn’t say it, what if I didn’t have a chance to say it in the future, so I wanted to confess directly, but you preempted me. "

"Me too." Qin Yan said.

When he recalled that day, he still felt terrified, too scared.

Fortunately, Ling An is fine.

Ling An tilted his head and smiled playfully, "Boyfriend, can you help me put the guitar in the room?"

He now carries his guitar with him, and occasionally feels tired, or when he encounters a bottleneck in acting and cannot find his way of thinking, he does practice papers and writes songs to find inspiration.

very useful.

Qin Yan got up to get it.

Taking the guitar and hugging it in his arms, Ling An changed his posture, raised his head and smiled at Qin Yan, "This song is specially written for you by me, it belongs only to you, the name is "To Mr. Qin" A Love Letter."

He took Qin Yan's momentary blankness into his eyes, and his smile spread to the corners of his eyes.

"Listen up."

After the words fell, he closed his eyes.

Twist the strings with your fingertips, and the gentle and cheerful notes flow in the room. After the prelude, Ling An's ethereal and clean voice is mixed in, and the singing can catch people's hearts.

"I don't know when I started to like you, but when I found out, it was all you;

I want to be your whole book, your whole world.

……

Like you, I am like stepping on the sand, falling into a gentle midsummer night;

I like you, I am like going through a strong wind and returning to a comfortable harbor.

do you know.

I want to stand in front of the blue sea hand in hand with you, and listen to the gossip of the waves..."

With straightforward words and gentle singing, Qin Yan heard his own heartbeat and felt the frequency of each pulse beating faster.

He couldn't help but stood up and walked in front of Ling An.

As if aware of his approach, Ling An opened his eyes, under the long and thick eyelashes, the eyes were pure and clean, engraved with love.

"An'an." Qin Yan squatted down and stared at him quietly.

"Happy Valentine's Day, boyfriend," the singing stopped, holding Qin Yan's generous and dry hand, Ling An looked back at him and said, "I love you."

With light in Qin Yan's eyes, he silently put the other hand on the back of his neck, kneaded him a few times, and then pressed him into his embrace.

Kisses fell on his hair, ears, and cheeks, as softly as if he were a fragile porcelain doll.

But Ling An likes this careful cherishment.

He put down the guitar, threw himself into Qin Yan's arms, raised his face and kissed him, lips and teeth intersecting.

Their heartbeats and breathing are all fused together, regardless of each other.

Nothing really happened to them, both of them refrained and just hugged each other all night.

Qin Yan is busy with work, and has booked the earliest flight back to City B the next day, leaving the hotel at 05:30.

In order to see him off, Ling An also got up early.

The ointment Shaoyang gave him was very effective, and the pain disappeared overnight. He walked back and forth a few times without feeling any pain, and insisted on sending Qin Yan to the airport.

Sitting side by side in the backseat, they held hands.

The heater was turned on in the car, it was very hot, and the palms that were touching were sweating, but no one proposed to separate.

After the car drove a certain distance, Ling An couldn't hold back, and asked: "I saw the news just now, the person behind Zhou Zhen had a formal arrest warrant and was caught last night, is it true?"

"Well, really."

"Then how many of them are Zhou Zhen?"

"After I go back, I will collect all the evidence of their crimes over the years and hand them over to the judiciary, and the results will come soon. It is time for them to be responsible for the crimes they committed."

When Qin Yan mentioned this matter, he was no longer gloomy and cold, but appeared calm.

"Are you okay?" Ling An asked worriedly, tightening their handshake.

"I'm fine." Qin Yan shook his head.

All his strength and hatred were spent in the process of bringing them down over the past ten years.

Now that I finally see their ending, I just feel relieved.

Thoroughly.

"A long time ago, because of hatred and hatred, I thought about killing them in the same way, because I don't know how long it will take for justice and justice.

Will it be possible, there will never be a result. "

Looking at Ling An, Qin Yan smiled, "Fortunately, I stuck to that bottom line, and now I can really let myself go."

The tip of Ling An's heart was pinched, feeling extremely sore, he touched his face, "Well, you did a good job."

He hugged Qin Yan sideways, kissed his temples, and patted his back with his palm, "I hug you."

Qin Yan hugged Ling An with both arms, buried his face in his shoulder blades, and didn't say a word.

At this time, the darkness of the sky faded away, dawn broke, the sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the light of day covered the earth.

Its daybreak.

The author has something to say: the lyrics are written by elementary school students, just look at it.

Continue tomorrow~

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