Peach blossoms are blooming on him

The originally beautiful Saturday was disrupted like this.

When Qin Yunhao drove Wei Jiuge back, although he looked the same as usual, Wei Jiuge could still feel that he was a little depressed.

The two tacitly did not mention the names of He Lan and Han Ruoshui again.

Han Ruoshui is still alive, Qin Yunhao is actually fortunate as a brother, but he can't see Wei Jiuge's pain, and he can't empathize with Wei Jiuge's inner conflicts and struggles.But he knows the heart of loving someone and the pain of not being able to love him better than anyone else.

He glanced at Wei Jiuge out of the corner of his eye, and saw him holding Erlang God in his arms and staring blankly at the front, looking blank and distressing.

When He Lan went after Wei Jiuge just now, he chatted with Han Ruoshui for a while.

Only then did I know that Han Ruoshui had been back for a while.He is also a nostalgic person, and it was purely a coincidence that he met here today.

Han Ruoshui thought about meeting them again, but she didn't expect it to be so sudden.These days, apart from staying in the hospital with Han Xiaonian, he probably spends the rest of the time with He Lan.

Qin Yunhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, Ling'er should give up completely in the future.

After all, how painful it is to love someone whose heart is not in yourself.

"Wow woof! woof woof!" While waiting for the traffic lights, Erlangshen suddenly saw a beautifully dressed little Pomeranian passing by on the sidewalk. It immediately lay down on the car window and greeted him excitedly with its dog eyes.

Little Bomei had a braid on her head, looked at Erlang God indifferently, and then ran away with her master with a "whoosh".

Wei Jiuge was brought back to reality by its barking. The corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he gently rubbed Erlangshen's dog's head: "You can't fall in love early."

Qin Yunhao laughed with a "puchi" and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Huh?" Wei Jiuge was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him, his gray eyes seem to have regained their light, "Really?!"

"Really." Qin Yunhao said, pinching Erlang God's dog ears.

Wei Jiuge struggled for a few seconds and said, "Isn't it your father's dog? Are you... sure?"

Qin Yunhao rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "The son inherits his father's business, and the dog must be given to me. Don't worry, Erlang God seems to like you too. He despises my father at home and always stays away from him."

Wei Jiuge looked down at Erlangshen with gentle eyes: "Yun Hao, whether you like it or not, I still want to say 'thank you'."

Qin Yunhao's hand holding the steering wheel paused for a moment, and his heart softened. He couldn't help but took out a hand and rubbed Wei Jiuge's fluffy hair vigorously: "This time I will reluctantly accept it, and I will not make an exception."

"Well, good." Wei Jiuge smiled.

His hair is so soft, and the top of his head is still warm, I really want to rub it a few more times...

Qin Yunhao's heart was beating wildly restlessly, and his ears felt hot silently. He subconsciously coughed twice: "Brother, I'll take you to eat delicious food!"

"Okay." Wei Jiuge excitedly held Erlang God in front of his eyes, smiling like a child.

He Lan suffered from insomnia again last night, and finally fell asleep, but was haunted by nightmares.

The dream is full of Wei Jiuge, why does Wei Jiuge always cry in his dreams?He is obviously not the kind of troublesome crying bag, and after crying, Wei Jiuge still says he hates him... Every time he ends up abandoning him.

The scene in the dream was too real, especially in the dead of night, he always couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality, and his head hurt badly.

It was clearly winter, but He Lan's back was covered with sweat, and his mouth was a little dry.

He got up and went to the bathroom. The cold water sprayed from the shower made him shiver all over, and his hot body felt much better immediately.

But he still seemed to be possessed, as soon as he closed his eyes, Wei Jiuge's face and his fascinating body would appear in his mind.

Only then did He Lan realize that it had been a long time since he had done it.

miss him.

Thinking about it, He Lan's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and a mere cold bath was not enough to extinguish the fire in his body. He sighed, and as soon as he grasped his baby, he raised his head and let the flowing water flow along his muscles. Outlines trickle down.

He Lan closed his eyes, imagining the drunk Wei Jiuge in his arms... Gradually, he quickened the movements of his hands, and his breathing became heavy.

But when he reached the peak, in addition to the short-lived pleasure when his desires were relieved, his heart was filled even more with loneliness.

When He Lan returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, his body still felt a little hot, and his mood was irritated for a while.Since that farewell at the airport, he wanted to call Wei Jiuge, wanted to find him, but was afraid, afraid of being rejected by him again.

He Lan's hair was wet, and he didn't even dry it. He threw himself on the bed like a huge monster, and the soft bed sank a lot.

With a stuffy head, he took a deep breath, and Wei Jiuge's breath on the bed seemed to be a little weaker than yesterday.

He Lan had never been so entangled before, he was so worried that this Nuoda villa would really become his own residence in the future.People are really lowly creatures, they always don't care about everything they have in front of them, and they have to wait until they lose it before regretting it.

He Lan clutched the phone tightly. It was only past four o'clock in the morning, so Wei Jiuge must have fallen asleep.

Call or not, call or not, call, why not just make a phone call?

He Lan struggled repeatedly, looked at the familiar name, and finally made up his mind to make a call when his cell phone rang suddenly.

He Lan frowned slightly, stunned for a few seconds, and then answered: "Ruoshui, what's the matter?"

"He Lan, help me..." Han Ruoshui seemed drunk, and his voice was a little drunk.

"Where are you?" Listening to the noisy voice on the phone, He Lan guessed that he was in a bar, and listening to the background music, he should be in the Royal Banquet Hall in the city center.

"My body hurts, it hurts..." After Han Ruoshui finished speaking, there was a busy tone on the phone.

He Lan put on a long black windbreaker and went out with her hair still wet.Zhang Qing was awakened by the sound of a car. She got up and glanced at He Lan's luxury car through the window, feeling very complicated.

Master Wei hasn't been home for a long time, and she misses him very much.

This villa is too big, it was empty in the first place, but now there is one less person, it looks even deserted.She didn't know what Young Master He was thinking, if one day the male owner here changed to someone else, she would probably resign.

When He Lan rushed to the imperial banquet hall, the lights inside were brightly lit and the music was loud.Although he used to be a frequent visitor here, this kind of luxurious and hormonal place makes him a little nauseous at the moment.

He knew that Han Ruoshui liked high places, so as soon as he entered the club, he went straight to the top box on the top floor.

As soon as He Lan entered, he saw Han Ruoshui fainted on the ground, with all kinds of empty wine bottles piled up in his hands.He Lan walked over and hugged him on the sofa with two sword eyebrows twisted.

Han Ruoshui's icy body was suddenly embraced by He Lan who was like a ball of fire, and his consciousness gradually came back.He was lying weakly on the sofa, with tears that hadn't dried up in the corners of his eyes, and a faint smile wearily pulled out from the corner of his mouth: "I knew you would come to me."

He Lan looked at him worriedly: "Why are you alone in this kind of place so late?"

"It's nothing, my body hurts too much, I can't feel it when I'm drunk." Han Ruoshui's lips were a little dry.

He Lan looked at him, worried: "Isn't he cured? Why is it still hurting?"

Han Ruoshui's eyes darkened, he didn't speak, and sat up with difficulty, and silently removed the clothes on his upper body.He Lan was stunned for a moment.

Han Ruoshui's body really looked like it had been remodeled, with many shocking scars hanging all over the place. Looking at these scars, one could imagine how much he had suffered without asking.

And all of this, but he couldn't separate himself from Wei Jiuge.

He Lan's eyes subconsciously moved away, and then gently put on his clothes: "Don't catch a cold."

Han Ruoshui smiled, got dressed, and stroked his hair: "I'm fine, but your hair is still wet, are you so nervous about me?"

"I thought you were cured." He Lan didn't answer his question, and suddenly said after a long time, "I'm sorry."

Han Ruoshui was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were suddenly a little unpredictable, and then he smiled lightly: "It's not your fault, why are you apologizing?"

"I..." He Lan was speechless.

"Oh, are you apologizing to me for Wei Lingyu?" Han Ruoshui looked directly at him and said word by word, "No no, his name is Wei Jiuge now, I quite like this stage name, it's the same as the dog I used to raise Name. He Lan, you really have a heart."

"That's the punishment he deserves for doing something wrong." He Lan turned his head away, not wanting Han Ruoshui to see his expression at the moment.

Han Ruoshui sneered: "What kind of punishment is this? If you really feel sorry for me, please do me a favor."

He Lan: "Tell me."

"My body is actually like a scarecrow that was randomly erected. It hurts badly every time I move, and I don't know when I will die. I used to have an attending physician abroad, who was Chinese. When I returned home, how did he He also didn’t want to come with me. I also understand this, he is gay, and the domestic attitude towards homosexuality makes him afraid to come back.”

Speaking of this, Han Ruoshui suddenly smiled at him: "But he is Linger's die-hard fan. He has been a fan since Linger's debut, and the family's film and television works about Linger are piled up like a mountain. After reading it, I guess would be terrified too.”

He Lan frowned subconsciously: "What do you want me to do?"

"Can you find a way to let Ling'er have a meal with him?" Han Ruoshui immediately added, "Don't think too much, it's just a normal meal. I think Alex will be happy to come back and continue to help me treat my illness .”

He Lan clenched his drooping hands into fists. After a long time, he said slowly, "I'll go talk to him, but the premise is that I must follow."

"Okay." Hearing this, Han Ruoshui smiled happily at him with bright eyes.Send it out early this Saturday~~!

The next chapter is high!able!Pre!police! (It's either the next chapter or the next chapter, hhh I haven't written it yet, I'm going to have a meal, and I'll type it when I come back!!

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