thank you for your hate

22,

At six o'clock in the morning, Qi Xiao received a call from home. Since the caller was not Chang Mao, it could only be Chang Yu.

He said "Hello", and Chang Yu on the other end of the phone let out a long breath: "It's fine, where are you?"

"I'll talk about it later." Qi Xiao simply replied, and hung up the phone.

Looking up again, Chang Yun half-lyed on the sofa, looking at him with a smile, Qi Xiao curled his lips: "I never knew you were married, and I didn't know that they both had accidents, I'm sorry I couldn't give you the wedding in time." Congratulations and funerals."

Chang Yun's smile didn't disappear because of Qi Xiao's meanness, his voice was still hoarse: "Thank you, Qi Xiao, you are probably my only friend."

Qi Xiao was dizzy from this man's unreasonable playing of cards, but he was too embarrassed to chase after him, so he had to change the subject: "You...you know your family is like this, but you still want to put the usual Yu push it to me?"

"No one pushes it for you." Chang Yun changed his posture, increasing the contact area with the back of the sofa, "What you choose is your own business, as long as you don't regret it."

"What about you?"

Chang Yun smiled, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "Regret. In front of the dead, everything is trivial. If they can live, what can I not give up? Qi Xiao, if Chang Yu dies tomorrow, you will regret it ?"

Qi Xiao didn't answer, stood up and left, ah bah, Chang Yun who talks like that, is he still called Chang Yu's brother?

But the question doesn't disappear just because it doesn't want to answer it.

When Qi Xiao was driving, he kept thinking about this question:

If tomorrow, he hangs up;

Or if Qi Xiao's mother, who has been letting Qi Xiao not know what to do, dies, will he regret it?

All these years of ignorance, coupled with intentional estrangement, Qi Xiao would prefer that his mother and her family never existed, instead of popping up suddenly one day and asking him to go home for dinner on New Year's Eve.

Are all the emotional entanglements, love and hatred hard to tell, and become trivial matters in the face of life and death?

The self who thinks about things like this is probably not mentally healthy anymore?

Qi Xiao smiled wryly, he suddenly felt a desire to do what he did with Chang Yu last night again.

Unknowingly, he stepped on the gas pedal. Thanks to time, he was able to "Benz" in the city at a speed of 10 kilometers per hour. It took Qi Xiao [-] minutes less than last night to get home. When he opened the door, he saw Chang Yu was making coffee. He said to him: "I saw your car just now, where have you been, working overtime?"

His eyebrows and eyes are familiar to Qi Xiao, but his expression is unfamiliar. It is different from the domineering Chang Yu when he was a teenager, and not completely similar to the humble and deliberate when we first met. There is a subtle confidence in his natural tone, like Qi Xiao. sure.

What are you sure about?

"Are you not afraid that your family will deal with me? I have no one to rely on, and I have no ability to resist." With a full cup of coffee in his hand, Qi Xiao couldn't help asking, "You see, even your prospective fiancee can play with me?" .”

Changmao leaned over and twitched his nose, curious about the black coffee with no sugar and no creamer.

Qi Xiao simply put down the cup and urged, "Take a sip?"

Chang Mao turned and left with a disdainful expression——Chang Yu said suddenly: "You and my cat got sick later."

Qi Xiao's face darkened. He had a hunch that the cat's fate would not be very good, so he heard Chang Yu continue: "It's listless and pees everywhere, so the family will give it away directly."

The hot air of the coffee was dense, and Qi Xiao raised his cup again to feel the moistness of the water.

"It's been several years, and I don't know if it's still alive—" Chang Yu also poured a cup of coffee, sat down opposite Qi Xiao, hesitated for a while, and continued, "I've thought about it for a long time, maybe, I understand that you are angry What about me. The cat, Xiaozhen, and you."

"Do you really understand?"

Chang Yu didn't speak.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Qi Xiao put down the cup heavily and took a deep breath: "Chang Yu, um, on this occasion of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, cough, I've decided, I'll give you another chance. No matter your Chang family is No virtue, no matter what you have done in the past, from now on, we start over."

Chang Yu's staring eyes reminded Qi Xiao of goldfish, which is still a rare species, but the other party's lips trembled in an instant. Qi Xiao always scoffed at overly dramatic scenes, but when it was his turn, he also followed his heartbeat Such as drum up.

Perhaps, he thought, he really hadn't completely let go of the hurt and pain in the past, and reunited with a "perpetrator" who was completely different from the past. After the initial mischievous revenge, was he willing to compromise? up.

"Chang family, your old lady, really won't do anything to me?"

"No, they will drive me away at most." Chang Yu wiped his face, "If I really did something to you, I wouldn't have let you go..."

then?

Yes, Qi Xiao was curious. When he beat Chang Yu to the hospital, the Chang family did not press him to death, but let his mother exile him to a foreign country. Interested in inquiring.

However, Chang Yu didn't go on, but started talking. He stared at Qi Xiao steadfastly, his nose twitched more frequently than usual, and his voice was a bit slanted and sharp: "Are you serious? With me?"

Qi Xiao nodded, with a heavy heart, and the coffee felt even more bitter in his mouth.

But amidst the bitterness, there is also a hint of unusual sweetness.

"No, you're not looking for someone else?"

"I'm different from you," Qi Xiao said harshly, "I'm not xx."

Chang Yu hesitated to speak, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, but couldn't help it: "I don't either... just curious and fresh."

After saying this, the two remained relatively silent for a long time, until Qi Xiao's desire revived.

Perhaps, he comforted himself and said that the definition of love includes physical pleasure, he likes it, to be honest, he really enjoys the feeling of being pleased by Chang Yu.

Now that the relationship has been established, there is no need to be polite or feel morally guilty when starting over. Qi Xiao knows that although he has been wandering outside for many years, he is still tending to be conservative in matters of cloud and rain, unable to communicate with each other at all, or can only talk freely The hot and sexy guy with his body parts is playing crazy games (safety first!) all night long until the sun rises. Facing the house full of mess, he still has to deal with the loneliness of passing the boat without a trace.

And lover...

What a warm word, warm body, gentle soul, full entanglement——

Chang Yu's breathing under him was so heavy that it hit Qi Xiao's heart like a drumstick, making his blood rush and his eye sockets burn. The two ended up in a fierce and rough long kiss. After Qi Xiao fell down, he felt very Yu Na hugged him vigorously as if wanting to restrain him: "Qi Xiao, heh..."

Qi Xiao bit Chang Yu's shoulder hard, hugging him, thinking that there is still a lot of follow-up work, such as Xiaozhen, who has to be brought back; Chang Yu's grandfather, what's going on; cannot avoid;

The most important thing is that the family feast on the New Year's Eve is uncertain.

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By the way, this is still called a novel, why do I feel that the more I write, the more prose I feel...