The fast-wearing bug has been blackened

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand, caressing the handwriting on the title page, with mixed emotions in his heart.

He turned around the room a few more times, and sure enough, he saw another familiar book - "The Complete Works of Shakespeare". He took it out and flipped through it, and saw the place where the ending was marked in red by Qin Qing with a marker .

His thoughts returned to the previous world. In order to prevent Phil from revenge, he used the story of Hamlet to tell him when it was time to retaliate.And these, all in this world, were carefully recorded by Qin Qing.

After coming to this world, he originally thought that everything had changed, but when he saw this sentence, he realized that some things have not changed.This world is indeed different from the previous world, but no matter how different it is, his eleventh is also the same.

For example, Qin Qing would still ask him to wish.

For example, Qin Qing will subconsciously write the sentence he once told him in the same book.

Qi Yuan was heartbroken, put the book back to its original place, and was about to exit the room, when he suddenly found a notebook with a hard cover on the cabinet, which was old and seemed to have been used for a long time.

Suddenly, he walked over and opened the notebook.

Qin Qing squatted at the door and finished smoking another cigarette.

He exhaled the last puff of smoke ring, and glanced in the direction of the door.He knew that the person was inside, but he didn't dare to open the door, not at all.

The moment he heard Qi Yuan questioning him, his mind was in chaos, as if he was in a nightmare, and in that nightmare, he did many irreversible things.

So he could only try his best to calm himself down, he didn't even dare to look at Qi Yuan's expression, he just punched himself, turned around and left in embarrassment.

He desperately needed to calm down. He touched the left pocket, which was empty. The right pocket contained a pack of cigarettes. He opened it, but it was still empty.Only then did he remember that he had just finished smoking his last cigarette.

irritable.

So irritating.

He was addicted to cigarettes but had no cigarettes. Qin Qing held his breath and was so irritable that he had to stand up and walk around in an attempt to get rid of this bad state.

He wanted to go downstairs to buy cigarettes, but out of a strange psychology, he didn't move.

He is afraid.

Just now, he had a quarrel with Qi Yuan, and he always felt that if he really went downstairs now, maybe when he came back, Qi Yuan would have disappeared.

— After all, he was like this before.

This thought flashed through his mind, and was quickly obliterated, so that he didn't have time to be confused about what the "before" he thought meant.

Out of this kind of mentality, he didn't move, even though the addiction to cigarettes was about to torture him to the point of madness, he still didn't leave, and he didn't dare to open the door, so he remained in a stalemate.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly heard Qi Yuan say to him in the room: "Are you there?"

The voice was very low, probably because the distance was a bit far away, Qin Qing was a little suspicious that he was talking to him, but soon, Qi Yuan said again: "Come back when you are here, I'm so hungry, let's go together Have a meal."

Qin Qing was stunned. Before he could turn his head around, his body had honestly opened the door for him.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qi Yuan standing in the living room, where the thin chain should be stretched to the longest position.Qi Yuan stood there, looking at him, with a flat face, without much expression.

Seeing him coming in, Qi Yuan pursed his lips and said, "I've prepared a meal, let's eat together."

He didn't say a word about the quarrel just now.

Qin Qing hesitated for a while, but still didn't say anything, followed Qi Yuan silently to the dining table, sat down and ate.Qi Yuan cooks home-cooked food, which tastes ordinary, but Qin Qing feels very familiar when he eats it.

When the two of them were almost finished eating, Qi Yuan glanced at Qin Qing, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you just... in a bad mood?"

Qin Qing was stunned for a moment, but didn't answer. Recalling the previous phone call, his face became a little gloomy.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and finished the meal in silence. Just as he took the bowls and chopsticks and was about to enter the kitchen, Qin Qing suddenly hugged him from behind and said to him: "You are already my friend. Omega."

His tone was heavy, as if he was warning him, but also as if he was comforting himself.

Qi Yuan let out a "huh", at this time Qin Qing was lying on top of him, a bit heavy, but he still didn't push him away, he just responded, then patted the back of Qin Qing's hand lightly, and said: "I know."

Qin Qing felt relieved and let go of his hand.

After tidying up, Qi Yuan went back to his room properly and sat on the bed.

Qin Qing also came in, but he didn't know what to say, and the two of them were silent for a long time.

After a while, Qin Qing's communicator rang again. He glanced at the screen, pressed it off, and then took the communicator off his wrist and threw it aside.

Qi Yuan glanced at him and said, "Are you okay?"

"No." Qin Qing said, walked to Qi Yuan's side, turned his head and kissed his lips.Qi Yuan didn't resist, instead, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to entangle with Qin Qing.

Like a cat, it is full of vigilance towards others, but it will reveal its soft belly after letting go of its vigilance.

Seeing that he didn't show any resistance, Qin Qing pushed Qi Yuan onto the bed with a push, and kissed his side face bit by bit.

Qi Yuan sank into the soft cushion, and turned her head to kiss back.

Qin Qing kept saying while kissing him, "You are mine..."

His expression was sometimes gentle, sometimes forbearing, and sometimes distorted, and he squeezed Qi Yuan's shoulder hard.Seeing his appearance, Qi Yuan sighed, stretched out his arms to hug Qin Qing and said, "Trust me once, is that okay?"

Qin Qing didn't respond.

Qi Yuan sighed, rubbed Qin Qing's somewhat prickly hair, and said, "Ah Qing, I want to read a book for a while, would you like to read it with me?"

After coming to this world, Qi Yuan called Qin Qing's name so affectionately for the first time.

Qin Qing was a little surprised, took a deep look at Qi Yuan, then went to the study, and came back with several books in one go, Qi Yuan glanced at them, and sure enough there were the two classic poems and the complete works of Shakespeare.

Qi Yuan pretended to pick it up inadvertently, and pulled out the classic poem from these books, and said, "You can read the poem to me, okay?"

Qin Qing didn't refuse, he also sat on the bed, leaning his back against the head of the bed, and brought Qi Yuan over to hold him in his arms.Because of his height, even holding him in his arms doesn't look crowded, Qin Qing can just rest his chin on Qi Yuan's shoulder.

In this posture, Qi Yuan picked up the book and turned to a page at random. Qin Qing looked at the book and began to read: "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place."

Qin Qing's voice was very deep, and usually he didn't feel much, but when he read love poems, there was an indescribable magnetism.He whispered next to Qi Yuan's ear, breathing and scratching, making Qi Yuan itchy.

At this time, this scene once again coincided with the memory of the past.

Qi Yuan took a deep breath, smelled the pheromone that belonged to Qin Qing, and leaned back a little with peace of mind, letting the chest behind him carry his weight.

He suddenly thought in his heart, in this life, maybe it wasn't Qin Qing who he wanted to change at all.

— but myself.

As soon as he relaxed, the tiredness left over from the previous estrus swept over him. He felt the broad chest behind him, listened to the love poem in his ear, and closed his eyes.

So, when Qin Qing finished reading this page and found that Qi Yuan hadn't turned the page for a long time, he turned his head to look and found that he was already asleep with his lips parted slightly, looking defenseless.

Only when Qi Yuan fell asleep, would Qin Qing feel that he had him completely.

He kissed Qin Yuan's hair, carefully carried him into the bed, then put away the book and returned to the study.He put the books back in their place, and happened to glance at the cabinet before going out.

Qin Qing could tell at a glance that the notebook on the cabinet had been moved.His expression became very complicated in an instant, and he immediately went up to get the notebook, opened it and looked at it.

This is Qin Qing's diary.

He has lived in this world for more than 20 years, and he has always had a strange feeling that his life is incomplete, as if a piece is missing, and a very important person is missing in his life.

Because of this feeling, he never fell in love, and he never agreed to the federation's proposal to urge him to choose a mate.

He felt as if he was waiting for a lover who didn't exist, and the process was long, painful and sweet.So, he developed the habit of keeping a diary, and recorded this secret expectation in an unknown diary.

Until not long ago, he finally got his lover.

For him, Qi Yuan is like a candy, the candy he has been waiting for, because he has been waiting for too long, so he takes it for granted that this candy belongs to him.But when he finally found this candy, someone told him that this is not your candy, this candy already belongs to someone else.

Qin Qing lowered his head and looked at the diary he wrote a few days ago.

——"I finally got him, but he already has someone he likes."

This is what he wrote down when he learned that Qi Yuan and Lu Qiming had connected.

He didn't want to think about it anymore, and was about to close the notebook, when he suddenly saw a row of small characters under this sentence.

This is obviously not his handwriting, it looks very delicate, and some words are smudged, it looks like someone wrote it while crying.

Qin Qing looked at that sentence, and for some reason, his eyes became wet, and tears hit the notebook, once again smearing the already blurry handwriting.

He who never cried, but when he saw this typesetting, he suddenly let go of all his defenses and cried.

That sentence was only a few words.

——"Well, he likes you."

At the end of writing, the signature is a wish.