lame brain

The end of the matter was that Jiang Yeqing finally had a third address for Fang Weiming besides "Hello" and "same table".

Later, this title has been used to bed.

Hearing this address, the man opened his eyes and stared at him wetly as in a vague memory. The toes hanging behind his back curled up slightly, then turned his head and closed his eyes tightly, arched his waist and raised his head to reveal a white neck, as if unbearable desire Tortured lamb.

Jiang Yeqing was very satisfied with this.

The relationship between the two has been in a state of pink bubbles, and the sour smell of love can be smelled across several buildings.

But there was one thing that Jiang Yeqing didn't mention all the time, but it didn't mean he didn't want to know, he was just waiting, anyway, this person had already fallen into his net, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried.

He is waiting for what is completely and completely and nothing reserved to be his.

As for how long it will take, he doesn't care.

Occasionally in the past two days, Jiang's mother would call secretly. Although she said she was hiding it from other people, everyone knew it well, and they just turned a blind eye. They were chatting, Jiang Ye Qinghui gave the phone to Fang Weiming who was next to him, although he said something like "Is the second treasure bothering you?" Don't know yet?" etc.

Fang Weiming was already very satisfied.

He knew that Jiang Yeqing's family was trying hard to accept him, and he...

He glanced down at his still cell phone, the darkened screen showed his slightly frowning face, noticing his sadness, he stretched out his hand to press the center of his brow, and for some reason, died Unable to press down the small pile of folds, just as he was puzzled, a peeping person laughed loudly from the side.

"Don't move, let me do it!" Jiang Yeqing pulled his hand off with one hand, then contributed his other hand, and reached up to touch it.

When Fang Weiming was in a daze, he watched the man leaning over and felt a warmth between his brows, and subconsciously relaxed.

"Look! It's a success..." Jiang Yeqing was satisfied to find that the wrinkled brow was smoothed out by him with a light touch, and he felt a sense of accomplishment. He smiled and lowered his head to meet the man's staring eyes

Hey, don't look at him like that, it will make him unable to resist doing some bad things... Jiang Yeqing thought so, the hand on the man's forehead slipped to his ear, and naturally he bent over slowly, Look straight at the place that attracted him.

Fang Weiming closed his eyes.

Just when the two of them were about to stick together, the phone Fang Weiming was holding in his hand rang.

Jiang Ye didn't even pause, this time he pressed his head with both hands, fixed the prey and kissed him.

No one can interrupt him from kissing Fangfang!

"Um..."

In the end, Fang Weiming still struggled to get away from the beast that jumped up and gnawed away. He slid to the answer button and put it on his ear.

There was no sound from the other side at first, but after a few breaths, a male voice appeared.

"Obviously, it's me."

"..."

Jiang Yeqing, who was at the side, couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but just looked at Fang Fang whose cheeks were slightly flushed after being kissed by him just now, and her face lost all color and turned pale in an instant.

"How have you been this year? Is the money enough? You and Uncle Yu have had a good year..."

"..."

"It's still the same sentence, I hope you can come out as soon as possible, we are all waiting for you..."

"..."

"I know you still can't let go after so many years. It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me. Dad just hopes that you don't trap yourself in a dead end, like your mother... Dad hopes that you can find your happiness. If you are frustrated, afraid I’m here forever, my home.” After waiting for a while, there was still no response, and the man couldn’t tell whether he was disappointed or what, he just sighed, “Finally, Happy New Year, Mingming.”

Beep, beep, beep...

"..." Fang Weiming's hands that put down the phone trembled, as if he was suppressing something.

Jiang Yeqing next to him kept silent, not daring to disturb his emotions.

Fang Weiming lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and suddenly said, "He is my father. My mother went crazy when I was seven years old and committed suicide by jumping off the viaduct..." He stood up, and Jiang Yeqing followed suit. Following him to the front of the shelf full of photos, Fang Weiming took one of the photos, opened it, and there was a photo hidden behind it.

"This is my mother." The photo in Fang Weiming's hand shows a very beautiful woman. When she pressed the camera button, she happened to turn her head to look at the man behind the chair she was sitting on, with a smile on her lips. Slightly curved, beautiful eyes filled with deep love and happiness.

It is impossible to imagine that the woman who chose to commit suicide would be the same person as this one.

A tragic story, but also created a broken family.

The husband discovered his other sexual orientation after being married to his wife for many years. At that time, he met the person he loved the most in his life. Before that, he thought that he would always live with his wife in such an ordinary way, but he discovered He couldn't do it himself, and it was too unfair to his wife.

True love is vigorous, but his wife is so innocent.

He finally chose his family, but fate still made his wife discover the secret he had carefully hidden.

Before this, the husband had never known that his wife, who was like a little woman in his life, was a person who could not tolerate even a little sand. After she was sure that his heart could not be restored, she also let go of his useless empty shell and resolutely used it The most decisive way to make him never forget her.

From now on, every day, every minute, every second, she will exist in his mind.

……

In a broken family, it is always the children who suffer the most.

Especially for children with immature minds, the harm suffered is immeasurable. The things in childhood will be infinitely magnified in the process of their growth, and finally slowly become a void that can never be filled.

Jiang Yeqing couldn't imagine what the person standing in front of him had endured alone.

Even if there is another mistake, God will make him never meet this person in his whole life, and he will not be able to see this person's seriousness, gentleness, and love worthy of this person.

The past is something he cannot touch, but he can hold on to every minute of his future.

It doesn’t matter, my Fangfang, the road you walked in the past was muddy and tortuous, and you needed to stagger with all your strength. In the future, I will accompany you on the road. I won’t let you be alone, I won’t let you cry, I won’t Let you be wronged, I will use all my strength to support you and carry you through every moment of setbacks in the future.

From now on, I will be your most loyal knight, guarding your joy in the future life.

Time will be my longest confession to you.

……

He hugged the trembling man in his arms.

When he touched his back with both hands, it seemed to touch a hard turtle shell, the protective color of this little turtle.

For the first time, he thought that what he saw through the man's tortoise shell was the softness and delicacy hidden under his face. This time, he re-examined himself, and when he looked at him again, through his protective layer, What I saw was his deeper fragility, the wound that has not healed for many years, and it may take a long, long time to heal slowly in the future.

He needs warmth, and he tries to be the light source he needs.

He yearns for rest, and he strives to become the haven he needs.

Just like he is looking forward to a hug now, Jiang Yeqing will trap him with his own arms, warm him, and kiss him until he is satisfied.

Fang Weiming reached down and inserted his hand between his legs, he needed more...

The limbs are entangled, and the eyes are looking directly at each other, as if the person in front of him is engraved in his mind, no matter how much time passes by, it will not become eclipsed.

When it was entered for the first time, pain was the biggest impression, but Fang Weiming seemed to be unable to feel it at all. The feet wrapped around his waist pushed him forward with slight force.

Two people who are also inexperienced fumbled together to complete each other's first time.

Maybe not the happiest, but it will be the process with the deepest impression and the most memories.

When reaching the peak, both parties have a feeling of completely owning each other. Fang Weiming has not cried like he did when he was a child for a long time. When the tears fall, it is also the time when he regains the past.

The past is tedious, what they have experienced together is just the tip of the iceberg, and there are many, many futures waiting for them to discover.

However, as long as the two are side by side, no matter how big a setback is, it will only leave a little mark in the memory.

【journal】

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I love you.

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——Cultivate a positive result on ××year××month××day

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I hope you all find your knights.