Abduct a boy and bring him back

Ling Huan still slept in the guest room, and before going to sleep, he obediently flipped through the words of the two lists. Qiao Mohan was very pleased. Apart from the unpleasantness when they met at the beginning, Ling Huan could hardly find fault with him, especially before and after Grandma Ling left. .

And his rising desire after seeing Ling Huan made him very irritable, and he took half an hour in the bathroom with his right hand before taking a shower.

The next day, Ling Huan hardly slept in and woke up at eleven o'clock.

Qiao Mohan bought breakfast and put it on the dining table, and left a note on it, "Your favorite steamed buns stuffed with leeks, you can eat it after reheating. If you're bored, go to the study and play on the computer. You can settle your lunch by yourself."

Ling Huan didn't have much appetite, so he made himself a glass of honey water and drank it before going to lie down on the sofa.

Staying here, he felt that he was not so empty, Ling Huan fished out the phone from the pocket under his buttocks, and sent Qiao Mohan a WeChat message.

"President Joe, I'm awake... Stretch your waist GIF."

He turned on the TV in front of him, and the heroine was screaming at the sky why, why did she treat me like this, the background music was desolate.

The corner of Ling Huan's mouth twitched, and he switched channels non-stop.

Skip the variety shows of various David TV, and turn to the news of City A resentfully.

The phone next to him vibrated twice, and he picked it up to look at it.

"Hey, you're looking more and more like a pig!" Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan curled his lips and handed him a bloody dagger. "I only have a day off for half a month, okay? I'm not allowed to sleep late!"

Qiao Mohan came back after 10 minutes, as if he was very busy, "Little fox patted his head gif, the company is a bit busy today, you should rest at home obediently, let's have dinner together, I will take you back to school."

Ling Huan pursed his lips at the screen of the phone, snickered, and quickly replied, "Okay."

He stretched himself, ate breakfast for lunch, and finally took a day off. He didn't want to read any more, so he quickly cleaned the house again, and the clothes that Qiao Mohan threw were washed and hung out before he started to do nothing again.

After sending a message to Qiao Mohan, he went to the study to play on the computer.

Men don't seem to work at home very much. Most of the books in the study are all kinds of books he has read over the years, including professional and inspirational ones. Ling Huan picked out one and prepared to pass the time on the balcony.

There is a desktop computer on the side of the study desk, a laptop in the center, and a tablet on the sofa. For a while, Ling Huan didn't know which one could be used and which one could not.

It's not good if there are any important documents.

He turned on his laptop and desktop and took a look. He didn't pay attention to this problem when he came last time, but this time he has to pay attention.

The laptop has a password, but the desktop does not. After looking at the two desktops, there are only a few commonly used icons scattered on the desktop, so he carefully put the laptop aside.

Download the learning materials that need to be copied before opening the video player.

There are many movies in the playlist, Ling Huan clicked on one of them and took a look, unexpectedly it was about same-sex.

He widened his eyes and pulled the progress bar to the beginning, and started watching from the beginning. Of course, the ending was the expected tragedy.

From sympathy to crossing boundaries, the two protagonists start to love each other, and finally to the family. Every step is extremely difficult. The most embarrassing thing is the intolerance of the society and the incomprehension of the family.

Ling Huan's mood followed the development of the whole plot into a trough, until the last person died alone.

He seemed to see his small self through this depressing plot, powerless, hesitant, and even restless.

When he exited the interface, he was still clutching his aching heart from the tragedy, and leaned weakly on the chair behind him. What should he do?

If Qiao Mohan has been relying on him like this, the man may not say anything when he sees him alone, and even knows that he secretly likes him, and he will not be disgusted, at least Xia Yifei and Yu Ming are like this, Qiao Mohan does not discriminate.

But what about grandma and grandpa?

They were all such good people, what could he do without hurting them.

Ling Huan sat on the balcony with the book he picked up before watching the movie, and he was still immersed in his emotions until the sky gradually darkened.

……

When Qiao Mohan entered the house, it was dark inside the house. As winter entered, the sky gradually shortened. It was only six o'clock, and the house was already dark.

"Ling Huan?" Qiao Mohan called him.

No one responded, he opened the doors of the study and the guest room and took a look, they were all empty, turned on the light, and saw Ling Huan nestled behind a pile of clothes on the balcony, as if he had melted into one piece.

He started calling after work, but Ling Huan didn't answer it all the time, thinking that his mobile phone was left in the room, so he called the living room instead, but still no one answered.

Qiao Mohan almost thought that something happened at home.

The man walked into the balcony, and a series of movements came out. Ling Huancai woke up from a dream and looked back.

"Brother? Why are you back?"

Qiao Mohan almost didn't bring it up in one breath, and was mad at him.

"Look at the sky outside. What time is it and I can't get off work. Why don't I answer the phone?"

"...Did you call?" Ling Huan was still in a daze.

The man suddenly felt that it was a little difficult for him to breathe.

Ling Huan belatedly glanced at his mobile phone on the opposite chair, there were a bunch of missed calls, all with the same name.

Qiao Mohan.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qiao, I was reading a book, so I didn't see it when the phone was on silent." Ling Huan stood up and turned on the screen of the phone for him.

The man waved his hand, glanced at the book on the seat, and waved to him, "Hurry up and pack your things, you should be late for a while."

Evening self-study started at seven o'clock, and it was already six o'clock now, and Ling Huan had no time to explain, so he immediately got up and went to the room to pack his bag.

Getting into Qiao Mohan's car, he was still thinking that he must be late today, and the evening peak in winter is the scariest.

"Please take a leave of absence for your teacher, so I won't go to self-study at night, I haven't even eaten yet." Qiao Mohan tapped his fingers on the steering wheel rhythmically.

Ling Huan scratched his neck and hesitated, "...don't do it, it's not good."

Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Just when passing by the cake shop, I went down to pack a cake and some bread for him.

Seeing Ling Huan rushing in, Qiao Mohan felt a dull pain in his temples, he couldn't rest assured and couldn't chase too closely, this was really a difficult thing to do.

He found that his endurance was getting worse, especially after meeting Ling Huan this time.

Qiao Mohan took a deep breath, nodded and left.

Yu Ming and Xia Yifei were in a period of passionate love recently, and they frequently used him to show their presence, which made him gnash his teeth a bit, and when he was about to go home, when he saw the text message, he diverted to Yu Ming in the opposite direction.