ABO

The white lace curtains were slightly fluttered by the wind, and in the unlit room, occasionally a cold moonlight came in through the gap, reflecting on the man's hanging white feet.

He stretched out his arms, straightened his neck, moved his footsteps lightly on the carpet, and changed his dance steps with the music fluttering downstairs. His movements were a bit green, but his figure was extraordinarily agile.

After dancing for a while, he felt his heart beat a little faster, so he stopped, turned his head to look at the person by the window, and asked, "Is it because I didn't dance well?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Bai Gu asked again, "Then why don't you speak?"

"Are you happy? Xiaoou..." Qi Song's eyes behind the lens were filled with distress. He reached out to touch the thin shoulders of the person in front of him, but finally stopped in mid-air.

Bai Gu took the initiative to come forward, buried his face in his open palm, rubbed against him, but whispered, "Si Li loves me very much."

"As long as I have a baby, I think I'll be happier."

"If I had known by now, why did I have to use medicine to destroy the glands..." Qi Song took his shoulders and rubbed him in his arms, while the white gull leaned against his chest silently, listening to the beating of his heart Rhythm, after a long while, he said quietly, "...I thought you would take me away."

"If it wasn't for Hathaway...you would have taken me away, wouldn't you?"

Qi Song's arms tightened, kissing the black hair on his sideburns, "Yes... go wherever you want."

The wind blew in silently, the bergamot smell on the white gull's body was almost gone, and the glands at the back of the neck were no longer protruding, and the place that had been marked had already shriveled lifelessly.

After a silence, Qi Song said again, "During this time, I always felt that you let Si Li and Lin Ai get in touch too much. Could it be that they..."

"What are you afraid of?" Bai Ou raised the corners of his eyes lazily, "Now it's just a temporary need for them to cultivate and cultivate their relationship."

"As soon as the child is born, send Lin Ai directly abroad, so that he has no chance to come back."

As he said that, he put his toes close to Qi Song's cheek, stared at him with clear eyes, and said, "As long as he has no extra delusions, I still take brotherhood into consideration."

"You just know it in your heart." Qi Song smiled slightly, pressed his handsome face towards him, and kissed deeply on his pale pink thin lips.

During the fireworks show, Qi Song had already left in a hurry, and the white gull was leaning against the railing on the second floor alone. There was no light in those thin curved eyes, and gradually dimmed as the brilliance faded away.

After a while, he beckoned to the servant downstairs and asked, "Did you see Mr. Fu?"

The servant shook his head first, thought for a while, and then said, "Mr. Fu seems to have drunk too much. Someone met him at the fountain before..."

Bai Gu nodded slightly indifferently, "Ask someone to look in the courtyard."

When the man was about to turn around and leave, he stopped her again, "Wait—"

"I'll go with you." He said blankly.

The black pupils shone with a gloomy luster under the moonlight, cold, which was his usual expression.

……

Lin Ai pulled out the arm that was numb by Fu Sili, frowning and worrying.

The man fell asleep as soon as he said he was asleep, with his head tilted and leaning on his shoulder, his thick eyelashes drooping, his eyeliner long, and the smell of alcohol all over his body fermented more intensely during a hearty |sex| thing.

With such a tall body, Lin Ai didn't have the confidence to carry him back to the villa, but if he called a servant, he would know what dirty things happened here just now.

He can't afford to lose face.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to button up Fu Sili's shirt, zip up his pants again, and stroke his messy short hair, trying to make him look neat and fresh.

However, all of this was just a cover-up, Fu Sili's cheeks flushed from sleep, and the smell of lust | desire | on his body was too heavy to cover up.

The dirty Chinese tunic suit was still lying alone on the stone table, and the hem of the clothes was stained with a little viscous|thick|liquid, which was very ambiguous.

Lin Ai wailed in his heart.

Helpless, he could only sit by the side and wait for Fu Sili to sober up a bit, before dragging him home.

The temperature was already very low at night in late autumn, he was afraid that Fu Sili was wearing too thin clothes and would get sick easily after waking up, so he took off his suit jacket and covered his chest.

He turned his head to see Fu Sili's sleeping face by the moonlight, his eyes were closed obediently, and his breathing was very quiet. When the wind blew his eyelashes a few times, Lin Ai thought in a daze that he would open them the next moment. A pair of cold and deep eyes.

The shape of the lips is also very beautiful, thin, and the color is light red. When not smiling, the lips are tightly pressed, the lines are graceful, and they are solemn and solemn like a knife.

But when he smiled slightly, his pupils were extremely bright, and the corners of his lips curled up just right. The inadvertent softness and elegance of that idea softened his handsome and profound facial features more purely and beautifully.

He rarely smiled that nice smile to himself.Lin Ai thought silently, he always gets along with him with a cold face, even if it is such wanton intimacy tonight, it is only because of alcohol.

Can't help but reach out to touch Fu Sili's lips, the touch is warm and elastic, unexpectedly plump and soft, not as cold and hard as himself.

He watched him so engrossed that he didn't notice the few people coming out of the laurel grove.

After seeing the figure in the gazebo from a distance, Bai Gu deliberately slowed down his steps, and the servants beside him felt the abnormal atmosphere, and they also dared not show their atmosphere.

As he got closer, he could clearly see Lin Ai caressing Fu Sili's cheek through the cold moonlight, and he couldn't help but froze his eyes slightly.

Raising his hand to signal the servants to stop, he stepped up the steps alone and walked into the gazebo.

After silently staring at Lin Ai who was too focused for a long time, he said lightly, "It's cold, why are you sitting here?"

Lin Ai was startled by his sudden voice, and his fingertips almost touched Fu Sili's brow bone. He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at the person who came, "Brother..."

"Is Si Li drunk?" He didn't seem to notice the messy scene in the gazebo, and directly set his eyes on Fu Sili.

Before Lin Ai could answer, he frowned slightly and approached Fu Sili, touched his cheek with some pity, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Nonsense."

It seemed that his hand was too cold. When it was pressed against Fu Sili's face, his eyelashes moved a few times, and he stretched out his hand unconsciously to cover Bai Gu's hand.

The white gull frowned even more, and tried to pull it out, but failed, but he changed the position of grabbing his wrist, and held it tighter, almost pulling half of his arm into his arms.

A few servants behind wanted to come over to help Fu Sili, but they were stopped by Bai Ou's eyes, and he said softly, "Wait a while."

Lin Ai sat aside shyly and watched without saying a word. After a while, he gently pushed Fu Sili's head away from his shoulder, stood up, and said, "Then you are here... …I'm going back."

Bai Ou didn't look at him, but nodded. When he passed the stone table, he wanted to take Fu Sili's Chinese tunic suit back to be cleaned, but Bai Ou called softly, "Xiao Ai, put it there, anyway Throw it away."

"Men like the new and dislike the old, even the priests are not exempt."

"But Xiao Ai," he slowed down his voice, "Xiao Ai, you are so young, can you afford it?"

"Do you know Fu Sili very well just based on the contact you have had in bed in the past few months?" His words tonight seemed particularly straightforward.

With his back to the white gull, Lin Ai tried his best to restrain the trembling of his body, but felt a tight pain in his chest, as if his heart was clenched by someone, and it was a bit difficult to breathe normally.

A sudden tingling pain from his cheek made his sanity a little clearer. It turned out that he accidentally bit the polyp in his cheek.

Barely suppressing the sweet blood in his mouth, he pulled out a smile and said, "Brother, what are you talking about?... I don't quite understand it."

"You and I are the closest people. What I said to you is because I don't want you to sink into this kind of emotional illusion."

White Gull said again, "Turn around—"

Lin Ai froze, he raised his volume slightly, and called his name, "Xiao Ai, turn around—"

This time, Lin Ai moved his nearly stiff legs, turned his toes, and turned around. Under the moonlight, Fu Sili locked the white gull in his arms, rested his forehead on the side of his neck, and was fast asleep, with his eyebrows stretched. His expression was extremely peaceful and satisfied.

The husband and wife are a perfect couple, even in this small space, they can't restrain the happy and sweet atmosphere.

How happy.

Lin Ai stood there in a daze, his face was pale and bloodless, the corner of his mouth was slowly overflowing with blood from his mouth, and there was a red mark on his thin chin, his desperation looked like a ghost.

Bai Ou looked at him with an unbearable expression, his eyes were full of pity, and he sighed after a while, "It's all my fault...you are my only brother, my dearest person, I shouldn't break you like this Dream... But, I also hope that you can live better."

"Xiao Ai, you will have a better life in the future, think about it carefully..."

Lin Ai clearly heard the broken voice coming from his heart, but he still nodded and said with a smile, "I understand, brother, you don't have to worry."

"I will..." His tone became dry, "I will leave immediately after giving birth."

Bai Gu just sighed and saw that he didn't speak. After a few seconds of silence, Lin Ai told him that he was not feeling well and wanted to go back first.

He also just nodded slightly.

Lin Ai ran away in a hurry from his pity eyes. At this time, he stepped on the bluestone road, and he couldn't feel the hardness. He just felt dizzy, as if he would be blown away by the autumn wind blowing from the ground at any time, and even his bones All crisp|soft down.

In the end, there was a blur in front of him, and he fell heavily into the flowerbed. The moonlight shone mercilessly on him, as if to make him see clearly his embarrassing|shameful and embarrassing posture at the moment.

He endured the tears for a long time, and finally at this time, in the name of falling very painfully, he fell downrightfully.

……

After seeing that person's figure disappear, Bai Gu stood up from Fu Sili's arms. He held a hard object in his hand, which was slightly warm to the touch. It was Fu Sili's body ironing it. temperature.

This was the thing that Fu Sili had been stuffing into his palm when Fu Sili forcibly pulled his arm into his arms just now. Only when he obediently held it did Fu Sili completely relax and lock him in. In her arms, clinging to him, she fell into a deep sleep.

He thought it was because this person was drunk, so the small stone he picked up somewhere was also stuffed to him like a treasure.

But when he opened his palm, there lay a crystal clear diamond-encrusted hairpin in the shape of a small maple leaf, which was extraordinarily unique.

Bai Gu has seen this card issuer before.

When going down the stairs, Lin Ai was walking up from the first floor, and when he passed by, he felt Fu Sili's hand on his waist loosen slightly.

So he subconsciously followed his slightly fixed eyes to look over, but only had time to see a shiny gadget pinned to the man's jet-black hair.

Bai Gu's expression gradually turned cold, and he began to recall the conversation with Qi Song tonight in his mind.

After thinking about it several times, I couldn't help but feel a little uncertain about my original judgment.

He thought it was Lin Ai's unrequited love.

but,

When was the last time I slept with Fu Sili?

On the way back, when passing by the fountain pool, the white gull silently threw the unsightly hairpin into the pool, making a slight sound.

He glanced lightly at Fu Sili, who was being supported by his servant, who was still unconscious and unconscious.

He thought to himself, so what if he has a little interest now.

Still die in the bud.

It is impossible for everything to go off track again.

He is, and so are they.

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