he became my love

Ideals are never the same as reality.

When there is no way to go, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and when the heart is full of joy, there will be twists and turns.

Qin Yiming was fully sure that Rong Qiao would not remember his birthday, so he ordered Rong Qiao's favorite restaurant two days in advance, and used the "first pot of gold" he got from Jin Zhuo's transaction to order it early. a pair of rings.

The style is very simple, and the price is not too expensive, but this is already the most suitable gift that Qin Yiming can think of, and he can give to Rong Qiao.

And there is always a special feeling when giving out a pair of rings, one for each person, as if tightly wrapped by a red thread, it is... completely bound together, will not be separated, right?

It's not his birthday, but he's much more excited than the birthday person.

Throughout the day on Friday, Qin Yiming put the prepared ring on his body and fumbled in his pocket from time to time, even if he carried it with him, he couldn't feel at ease.

Since it is a gift, nothing can go wrong.

The styles of men's rings are very simple. For its uniqueness, Qin Yiming deliberately left a capital letter Q on the inside of the platinum pair of rings. This is the same letter in their names. Tong Rongqiao's first birthday together, no matter what Something of commemorative value should appear.

……

Finally, when it was time to take a break from get off work, it was a really long day.

Qin Yiming looked at the lit phone screen for a while before dialing Rongqiao's number, but the other party didn't pick up, but hung up directly.After a while, he replied with a message saying that he was in a meeting.

Rong Qiao really forgot today's day.

There was no response, another message reminded that the sender was still today's birthday star - don't wait for me to eat, it's going to be very late today, try to get home before ten o'clock.

It really... disrupted all Qin Yiming's plans.

Wanting to tell the other party about this special day without delaying his work, Qin Yiming could only choose to change his plan, get up and pack his things and go home early to prepare.

Canceled the previous reservation, simply ordered a cake and went home directly.The development of things is completely different from the budget, and I don't know whether the desired effect can be achieved.

But... the biggest problem right now is dinner.

The last cooking attempt failed, and Rong Qiao's reaction is still vivid in his memory. Qin Yiming didn't want him to be in a bad mood on his birthday.

……

With a gift that has been prepared for a long time, when there is no specific plan, choose to go home first.

In fact, it is very easy to gather a table of dishes, but ordering takeaway for someone's birthday at home is unreasonable...

Once again standing in front of the refrigerator for a long time, Qin Yiming still compromised and called a nearby restaurant.

In the process of preparing ingredients, it is inevitable that you will hurt your hands. Rongqiao’s previous worry was also because he accidentally hurt his fingers, so he just went to chain restaurants and bought all kinds of ingredients that they had prepared.

The request was very strange, but because Qin Yiming ordered a lot of dishes and was willing to pay more, after some discussion, the store agreed.The distance between the restaurant and the residence is very close, and the doorbell rang shortly after the call was made. A teenage boy outside the door was wearing a black peaked cap, and was carrying two plastic bags in each of his left and right hands.

"Thank you for your hard work." Opening the door, leaning over slightly to take the bag, I don't know whether it was Qin Yiming's polite gesture or the smile on his face that made the young man outside the door blush.

Not paying attention to his expression at all, Qin Yiming focused all his attention on the two bags of ingredients in a very unreasonable manner. After receiving the goods and paying the money, he happily closed the door and went back to the kitchen.

Things have arrived, but there are more things to come.

He involuntarily pursed his lips, and started a new round of busyness.

For cooking idiots, even if the ingredients and ingredients are given, Qin Yiming needs to search for the specific operation steps a little bit, so it still takes a lot of time to prepare a table of dishes.

The fire is not well controlled, but the things are made. Although the taste may not be good, the appearance is still passable.

……

It took four and a half hours to prepare a sumptuous dinner. By the time Qin Yiming finished clearing the table and putting the cake on the tea table for preparation, the latest time for Rongqiao's 'report' had passed.

The warm yellow lighting is very warm, and the empty room does not feel lonely. I don’t know when, Qin Yiming already has a sense of belonging to this place, which is a sense of belonging that he has never experienced before. The bridge beside him.

Sure enough, rebirth and time travel are opportunities for him...

It was half past nine, and Rong Qiao didn't come back. Looking at the dishes in front of him on a special day, Qin Yiming remembered the 'truth' that had been bothering him from the beginning to the end, and he dared not say it.

...It seems that he can't do without Rong Qiao anymore, what about Rong Qiao?

People always make progress. Before, Qin Yiming felt that he could live one more time and stay with Rong Qiao instead of the dead "Qin Shen". But after realizing that his dependence on Rong Qiao had deteriorated and gradually evolved into another emotion, Just...not satisfied.

It's funny to say that it's human nature to push an inch.

Sighing softly, Qin Yiming was fiddling with the ring he was going to give to Rong Qiao, his eyes turned to the wound on his finger cut by the kitchen knife, which had healed and disappeared.

It seems that this body has been injured from time to time since following him, whether it was accidentally cutting a finger or the wrist that was lost in the first moment and almost cut off.

Put the ring back into the box, and put candles in the cake on the guest table.Maybe it was because there were too many things in his head, or maybe the sofa was too soft, soft and comfortable. Qin Yiming fell asleep while waiting for Rongqiao to come home.

……

There were still worries in my heart, and I didn't sleep well. When the locked door shook twice, the person who had fallen on the sofa suddenly woke up.

Subconsciously looking at the time, two hours have passed since the nine o'clock set by Rong Qiao. Although it is a bit late, fortunately this special day is not over yet.Qin Yiming immediately got up from the sofa, lit the candles as quickly as possible, then held the cake in both hands, and walked towards the door.

Outside the door, Rong Qiao, who hadn't opened the door, had already knocked on the door and waited. He was also thinking about whether to wake up someone who might be asleep, and found a hotel for the night.But before he could make up his mind, the door opened in front of him from the inside.

"...Rong Qiao, happy birthday."

The face of Rong Qiao who returned late was dull for a moment, which made Qin Yiming's lips curl up unconsciously. It seemed that his 'surprise' was partly successful.

All the lights in the room were turned off before Qin Yiming opened the door. Only the cake candle held by Qin Yiming was bright at home. The warm orange flame flickered and danced, reflecting the eyes of the people in front of the flame. A face that has not woken up is also very cute.

Rong Qiao didn't blow out the candle immediately, but took advantage of the chance that Qin Yiming's hands were covered and flicked it on Qin Yiming's forehead: "You haven't slept so late, are you waiting for me?"

"Well... I thought I couldn't catch up, you won't come back, Xin Hao..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yiming's hand holding the cake was pulled over.Rong Qiao lightly blew out the hard-burning candle, and sighed softly in the darkened room.

"why?"

"what why?"

"What will you do if I don't come back?"

The warm atmosphere was interrupted by Rong Qiao's gradually deep voice, which made Qin Yiming, who was still holding the cake, a little confused.

His eyes quickly adapted to the darkness. Qin Yiming found the eyes of Rong Qiao in front of him, but he couldn't see the suppressed emotion in his eyes. He only responded with a chuckle: "You said you would come back, although it was late, but You're back, and so are we."

Without responding, Rong Qiao just reached out and turned on the light, then took the cake in Qin Yiming's hand and put it on the table. Of course, he also found the food on the table that had been cold but was obviously not touched at all.

"that is……"

"Thank you."

Rong Qiao tilted his head, showing a gentle smile, Qin Yiming's embarrassment could be clearly seen in his eyes in the brightened room.

Unconsciously chuckling, Rong Qiao stretched out his hand to hold the person who wanted to escape, rubbed the red mark on his forehead with his thumb, then pulled Qin Yiming into his arms, and hugged him tightly: "Thank you , Qin Shen."

"Then, let's eat, I'm hungry."

There are still many 'projects' in the future, he cannot be bewitched by Rong Qiao at this time!

Clearing his throat, Qin Yiming rescued himself who was about to fall into Rong Qiao's eyes in time, and then quickly sat in his seat.

——It's obviously just an ambiguous hug, it's really useless to blush and beat your heart.

He unplugged all the candles on the cake in two or three strokes, and when he looked up, he saw the man looking at him with a half-smile, and then approached and kissed his forehead in a 'bold manner'.

"You don't have a fever, why is your face so red?"

"Rongqiao!"

"Eat, let's eat, the dishes are going to be completely cold." Shou Xing couldn't say anything, Qin Yiming's cheeks darkened again from embarrassment, and under Rong Qiao's gaze, his blush spread, almost covering his ears.

Finally, the hunger made Rong Qiao choose the food on the table first, and did not continue to make fun of Qin Yiming, but the expression on his face changed slightly when the food was in his mouth. Although they disappeared quickly, he was still nervous The chef himself found out.

Although it is said that it is made by myself, the ingredients are all delivered, so the taste will not be bad...

Suspiciously picked up a few chopsticks to taste, but Qin Yiming frowned deeply.

The supposedly refreshing vegetables were overcooked, and the meat... had a bloody smell. Finally, there was the simplest and easy-to-make fruit and vegetable salad, but the salad dressing in it was not evenly mixed. It was especially delicious salty……

Sure enough, experience-based skills such as cooking cannot be developed quickly.

"Then just eat the cake. The cake is made to order outside."

"En." Quickly replied, without rebuttal or praise, Rong Qiao seemed to be waiting for Qin Yiming's words, embarrassing someone who worked so hard to cook.

In the past, Qin Yiming was extremely sweet-loving, and was excluded because of his birth, the more bitter he was, the more he relied on sweets, as if only the aroma of desserts could suppress the disappointment accumulated in his heart.

Skillfully cutting and putting on a plate, Rong Qiao handed the first piece to Qin Yiming who was obviously embarrassed, and then raised his eyebrows in comfort: "Your cooking is also delicious."

Believe him.

Qin Yiming took the fork angrily, and inserted it into the cake as if venting his anger. He was a little frustrated at once, but when he raised his head tentatively, he accidentally met Rong Qiao's eyes, only then did he realize that the other party was making fun of him again.

"In short, thank you, Qin Shen."

Today's cake is surprisingly sweet in the mouth, even a little greasy.

With a gentle male voice, Rong Qiao smiled and reached out to ruffle Qin Yiming's hair again, then wiped off the cream he was hanging around his mouth, and left it on the tip of his nose again in a wicked way.

If one day Rong Qiao could call out his name... how nice it would be.

Being possessed by a madman, Qin Yiming had such an absurd thought in his mind.Judging from Rong Qiao's current mood, it seems... this is the best time for him to tell the 'truth'?

"Rong Qiao, I actually...have always...wanted to ask you something."

"what?"

The words came to his lips and stopped in time. It must be too late at night, and the mind can't turn around to have the frightening thought of confessing.But being stared at by Rong Qiao with a kind of doting eyes, it also inspired Qin Yiming's "selfishness" a little bit.

After deliberating for a long time, he raised his head and said, "If, I mean if, if one day you find out that I am not me, you...would you still like me?"

Extremely cowardly and inferior, his different background disturbed all of Qin Yiming's interpersonal relationships.His voice couldn't stop trembling. He had never had confidence in his former self. After finishing speaking, he quickly lowered his head, and his whole body became uneasy.

Without the premise of 'Qin Shen', the man in front of him would definitely not give him an extra look.

But even if this is the case, he can't help but want to ask once. After all, he can't imitate Rong Qiaoqing. Everything about people has always been Qin Yiming in Qin Shen's skin.

If this kind of self Rong Qiao can accept, then can he have the cheek to think that... Rong Qiao might agree with him?

The frantic heartbeat directly stimulated the eardrum.

……

"You are you and always will be."

Rong Qiao never disappoints Qin Yiming, and always gives him the answer he wants.

"I have a gift for you." For a moment, Qin Yiming didn't know what expression to make, and in a hurry, Qin Yiming remembered the two rings he bought, and hurriedly rummaged through the pockets of his home clothes.

"Strange..." He had been keeping it in his pocket all the time, so why couldn't he find it at the critical moment?

Could it be because I fell asleep and fell out?

"Where is it?" He raised his eyes and looked at Shang Rongqiao with an expression of 'waiting for the next article'.

was suspected.

Qin Yiming got up immediately, and didn't care about eating the cake. He pulled him up and walked to the bedroom neatly: "There is really a gift, Rong Qiao, come with me..."

Stepping into the bedroom with the front foot, Rong Qiao closed the bedroom door with the back foot.

Looking at the neat, wrinkle-free sheets on the bed, Qin Yiming remembered that he fell asleep on the sofa in the living room, and the ring would never fall into the bedroom.

His body stiffened for a moment, and before he could figure out how to explain it, he heard Rong Qiao's voice ringing in his ears, bringing a tingling sensation to his body: "I found the gift, can I open it myself?"

found it?

Very puzzled, but before he could turn his head, Qin Yiming was picked up by Rong Qiao behind him, and thrown onto the bed.

Even if he threw it, he managed the force well, so he didn't feel any pain. What was more obvious was the warm breath that the man sprinkled on his face under the dim light in the outer room, and the one that groped around and unbuttoned it along the way. hand.

"What are you doing, Rong Qiao?"

"I'm unwrapping presents."

Rong Qiao responded as a matter of course, but with his tone of voice, he couldn't come up with any specific objects, which was indeed very 'suspicious', as if throwing himself into his arms.

"No, no, Rong Qiao, wait a minute, I actually... um..."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I can't wait any longer."

Different from the tenderness or jokes before, this time, Rong Qiao's kiss was full of predatory.Under Qin Yiming's helpless greenness, he easily broke through all his defenses, completely robbing his thinking, his breathing, and his heartbeat.

Qin Yiming had never felt such a strong kiss before. It didn't take much time from the panic at the beginning to the passive response, and then to giving up resistance and sinking completely.

The steps of unwrapping the gift were completed, and the naked upper body was completely exposed, so that those whose skin was in close contact with the air did not dare to open their eyes to see.

"Hmm..." After being kissed, he finally gained the right to breathe freely.

Feeling the tingling sensation brought about by the □□ on the neck, the skin is so close to each other, even if the wet skin leaves the warm lips and tongue, there is a burst of coolness, but the body temperature gradually rising under the urging of passion cannot be suppressed.With nowhere to rest his hands and feet, he could only shrink back a little, and tentatively embraced him back.

The sound of breathing has already begun to tremble, and there is an uncontrollable longing from the bottom of my heart, not only physically, but more emotionally towards the man on my body.

"Rong Qiao, I... like you..." Trying to adapt to the other party's enthusiasm, Qin Yiming bit his lower lip, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a soft and sincere voice: "Good... I like you..."

"kindness."

Receiving a hoarse response, Qin Yiming's hands were gathered and pressed to the top of his head, followed by an even more intense kiss because of the phrase 'like'.

Fingers intertwined, the body is under control, but Rong Qiao is not in a hurry to get to the point. Compared with Qin Yiming, whose spring light is leaking, his shirt and trousers are very neat.

Noticing that the hands encircling him moved a little bit towards his waist, no matter how inexperienced he knew what to do next.The heartbeat rate rose rapidly again, and the hands that were released for a short time due to Rong Qiao's 'busy' grabbed the bed sheet nervously.

Rong Qiao's kiss on his body was so light.

As if caring about a fragile work of art, Qin Yiming curled up a little to avoid it, but his waist was already tightly pressed by others.

In a blink of an eye, there were only boxers covering the key parts of the whole body, and the final kiss fell on the forehead, like a sign of the end of the 'ritual' before enjoying and the beginning of the 'dining'.

Subconsciously trembling his body, he was ready no matter how nervous he was, but... after waiting for a long time, the person on his body didn't move anymore.

……

"Afraid?"

After a long silence, I got such a sentence, which seemed to be a question but I didn't know its purpose.

"sorry."

The gentle voice came again, but the distance was extremely distant, and the still hoarse voice was a little indifferent.

In the next second, the weight on his body suddenly lightened. Qin Yiming opened his eyes and saw the hand delivered by Rong Qiao, pulling him up from the bed.

It seems... the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and the air in the room was suddenly suppressed.

"Rong Qiao, what, what's wrong?"

"I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, Qin Shen." Ignoring his own voice, Rong Qiao moved a little flustered.Qin Yiming's forehead was repeatedly tested for temperature, and Rong Qiao sighed deeply: "You have a fever."

Rather than an apology, this tone is more like the person who did something wrong has found a reason to escape.

Enthusiasm and desire. The fire was all extinguished, replaced by a depressive and inexplicable emotion.He could see that his eyes were full of apology, but such deep emotions were too heavy for the little fight just now.

He seems to have screwed up his birthday.

Qin Yiming shook his head. Although he was puzzled, he could only give up because of the tense atmosphere just now: "It's okay, it's me... I acquiesced."

"Are you still hungry? If you're not hungry, go to bed first. I'll clean up the outside and I'll come in later. Don't wait for me."

That's it... it's over?

I realized that I was a little disappointed with the result of the interruption, and I didn't know how to make the situation worse.Qin Yiming pulled aside the quilt to cover his naked body, then obediently nodded in response.

Rong Qiao was also thinking about his body.

He wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, so he was comforted and smoothed, and then the man left the bedroom without looking back.

……

Or... just confess everything to Rong Qiao.

Lying down on the bed with a sigh, Qin Yiming looked at the ceiling and thought.