Difficult to quit

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"Zhuang Yi, are you willing to forgive brother?" Li Qinghai said softly.

Zhuang Yi hurriedly pushed him, "Don't get your hands wet, I still have foam on my body!"

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Li Qinghai hugged him tightly, "I can give you anything, even my life. You can give me another chance, okay? I promise I won't leave this time. I told my uncle today that my brother will be sorry for you in the future, and my uncle will not do anything with me."

Zhuang Yi laughed angrily when he heard the words, "What did you say to my dad, did my dad agree?"

Li Qinghai said: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't agree, I will kneel in front of him every year in the future, until he agrees, this is the head office, right?"

Zhuang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No, no need, just kneel once."

It's not relative, but he wants to kneel in front of his father's grave every year, what does that sound like?

What's more, this is Li Qinghai, how could he make him kneel down every year?

Li Qinghai said shamelessly, "Then I'll take it as you agreed."

Zhuang Yi immediately said: "I didn't!"

After a while, he said again: "I don't need to be angry, I don't hate you..."

Li Qinghai interrupted him: "You can hate me, but don't hate yourself, you can turn on me if you have any resentment. But you can't ignore brother, you can't be so indifferent to brother, okay?"

Zhuang Yi hesitated and didn't speak.

The biggest concession he was willing to make was not to hold grudges against Li Qinghai, but Li Qinghai refused to accept it, and Li Qinghai insisted on making him admit his feelings.

The youthful, pure and fiery feelings of young people have changed in the course of time, and now Zhuang Yi can't say those words at all.

After a long while, Li Qinghai sighed, as if admitting defeat, "Didn't I just ask you to say something now, give me a chance, don't resist me anymore, it's as simple as that, okay?"

Zhuang Yi thought for a while, then nodded, "Yes."

"Good boy." Li Qinghai kissed him next to the ear, "Then tell me, what's the matter with your pierced ears?"

Zhuang Yi began to regret his decision three seconds ago.

"I didn't notice before, you have seven ear piercings." Li Qinghai pressed against his ears, the previous seven ear studs had been removed, only the newly pierced eighth ear piercing was pierced with iron nails. Bowing his head and kissing, Zhuang Yi immediately trembled sensitively.

"One per year?" Li Qinghai's voice was smiling, and he drilled deep into Zhuang Yi's cochlea, "Why are there so many pierced ears, eh?"

Zhuang Yi struggled and said: "...you stay away from me, the newly pierced ears should not get wet."

Li Qinghai inserted five fingers between his foreheads, stroked them back, and smoothed all his hair back, revealing his smooth forehead.

"The hair is put back, so it won't drip water on your ears." He lowered his head and bit Zhuang Yi's ear lightly, "Can you tell me now?"

Zhuang Yi swallowed hard.

"Zhuang Yi," Li Qinghai sighed upon seeing this, "Don't let your ears get wet, brother's hands are still soaking in the water, don't you feel sorry for your brother?"

Zhuang Yi became anxious immediately, and wanted to pull his hand over to dry it quickly, but Li Qinghai refused to let him go, and insisted on asking him to explain about the earrings.

"One shot every year, before your birthday!" Zhuang Yi was so cruel to his rascal, "Come on!"

Li Qinghai was stunned, he was so busy looking for Zhuang Yi these days, he even forgot that today was his birthday.

Zhuang Yi immediately said, "You can let me go."

Li Qinghai hugged him too tightly, and kept talking into his right ear. He reacted, so he had to rush to calm down.

Li Qinghai let go of the person, "Give me a kiss."

Zhuang Yi couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy?"

"Brother, it's your brother's birthday today." Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Qinghai began to pretend to be pitiful, "Zhuang Yi, brother drove over from city B yesterday, and drove in the rain today after finding your hometown. It took more than two hours to find you by car, and I climbed the mountain for half an hour wearing leather shoes, and I ate a bowl of noodles in one day, no credit but hard work, right?"

"Brother won't let you do anything else, just give me a kiss, hurry up, the water will get cold in a while, we both have a cold, huh?"

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Li Qinghai sighed, "Oh, I'd better go and kneel in front of my uncle, at least my uncle doesn't think I'm annoying, and we can chat."

Who is the father and son with you, you should be ashamed!

Zhuang Yi was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help it, so he tiptoed against the side of his face, Li Qinghai smiled softly, pinched his chin with one hand, turned his head and kissed him.

Zhuang Yi was forced to retreat step by step, with the cold bathroom tiles pasted on his back, Li Qinghai's fiery chest was in front of him, warm water poured down from the shower above his head, Li Qinghai still remembered to use his handbag Hold his right ear, which has just been pierced, so that the water does not drench.

"Brother's birthday, you always remember it, don't you?" Li Qinghai was such a jerk, he didn't let him go at this moment, and asked while kissing his lips, "You haven't forgotten your brother, Yes or no?"

Zhuang Yi didn't speak, Li Qinghai opened his teeth, hooked out his tongue, and bit the tip of his tongue.

Zhuang Yi hissed, and stared at him with wet eyes, Li Qinghai let out a laugh from his chest, kissed him and said vaguely: "Brother, you will acquiesce."

Zhuang Yi was kissed by him and couldn't speak at all. The water in the shower was only warm, but he felt that the whole bathroom was like a sauna room, which made people breathless.

The two were too close, and after a while they felt each other's excitement, Li Qinghai laughed, "It's really not small."

Zhuang Yi was ashamed and embarrassing, and hurriedly reached out his hand to push him away, but Li Qinghai grabbed him with one hand.

Zhuang Yi let out a snort from his throat, which was short and anxious.

"Help me?" Li Qinghai hugged him, tightening his arms.

Zhuang Yi shook his head, looking helpless and bewildered.

"Help me, please, brother Zhuang?" Li Qinghai is so bad, his hoarse voice tried to subdue, but the strength in his hand did not weaken at all, "Brother can be licked for you, just help me ,Um?"

The word "lick" stimulated Zhuang Yi's nerves, and the thing in Li Qinghai's hand became a little harder.

Zhuang Yi couldn't stand him like this, so he let him hold his hand and put it on him.

The water boiled to the maximum and poured down.

There were still some unmistakable voices flowing out of the water, making people blush.

This bath still ran out of hot water, and the water that came out in the end was not much better than cold water, but neither of them seemed to feel it.

After taking a shower, Li Qinghai stayed in the room to wipe his hair, Zhuang Yi went downstairs to the nearby pharmacy to buy hydrogen peroxide and medicine, and treated Li Qinghai's white wound.

The two were lying on the bed, Li Qinghai's cell phone was ringing all the time, his mother Yang Ping called to ask him why he didn't come home for his birthday; In the group of buddies, Wang Meng, Li Junjie, and Han Xiaoxu all sent him red envelopes; Mu Yan directly transferred him 9999 yuan...

Li Qinghai was annoyed, so he directly muted his phone, so he missed Song Xueqian's overseas call.

It was already very cold in the autumn night in the county. The air conditioner in the hotel was old and humming loudly, but the hot air blowing out was pitifully small. The power of the cold water showed when the two of them took a bath at this time, and they both felt cold.

Li Qinghai hasn't had a lot of rest since yesterday. He has been running around all day today, and he just relieved himself in the bathroom. At this time, he was sleepy, and he didn't bother to ask the front desk for a quilt. He wrapped the quilt tightly and started Eyelids fight.

Seeing that his hair was still wet, Zhuang Yi took a dry towel and wiped his hair. Li Qinghai was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep with his head resting on his lap, and muttered in a daze: "Don't wipe it, go to sleep .”

"Wipe dry, don't catch a cold tomorrow." Zhuang Yi was more awake than him, and combed his thick hair with his fingers, "Go to bed first if you're sleepy."

"Sleep together, sleep with you, warm..." Li Qinghai was in a daze, and fell asleep before he finished speaking.

Zhuang Yi's ears were drenched in the rain during the day, and he said that he should not get wet when he took a bath just now, but the backside was messed up and he didn't know if he got it.

He wiped Li Qinghai's hair half dry, moved him back to the pillow and lay down, poured some hydrogen peroxide himself, dipped it in cotton swab and rubbed it on his ears.

Hearing a small oxidizing sound in his ears, Zhuang Yi wiped it several times, and then lay back on the bed.

He took out his mobile phone to check the time, October 10st, 1:11.

At this time eight years ago, he was in the emergency room, and Li Qinghai held a birthday dinner at Li's house.

He looked sideways at the man beside him.

Li Qinghai's thick black hair was spread on the pillow, and he looked relaxed in his sleep, revealing the deep nicks between his eyebrows and dark circles under his eyes.

Zhuang Yi couldn't help thinking of the scene of Li Qinghai kneeling in front of the tomb today. Although Li Qinghai's tone was relaxed as usual, he knew that if it wasn't for him, Li Qinghai would never kneel in his life.

He couldn't help but reach out and stroked his brow lightly.

Li Qinghai moved, and muttered in a low voice: "Still sleeping?"

"Go to bed now." Zhuang Yi moved closer to Li Qinghai's ear and said softly, "Brother Qinghai, happy birthday."

Li Qinghai closed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here, sleep in your arms."

Zhuang Yi propped up his upper body, stretched his arms over Li Qinghai and turned off the lamp on his side, the room was plunged into darkness, only the red light of the air conditioner was still blinking.

He lay back on the bed and was pulled into his arms by Li Qinghai.

The warmest place in the man's arms was given to him so unsuspectingly.

Li Qinghai was really sleepy, wrapped the quilt tightly and fell asleep again, and snored quietly after a while.

Zhuang Yi leaned against his chest, his steady heartbeat could be heard next to his ears.

The skin-to-skin contact between the two has never happened in many years.

Too many things happened today, he felt that he would definitely suffer from insomnia, but before he could go through what happened today in his mind, he fell asleep.

I dreamed of my father who I hadn't dreamed of in eight years.

—still in the car where the accident happened, and he was outside.

Zhuang Yi strode after him.

Father Zhuang smiled at him, stretched out his hand from the driver's seat window, and touched his head.

Zhuang Yi was in a hurry to get into the car, but Zhuang's father shook his head gently, and pointed to the direction behind him.

When Zhuang Yi turned his head, a familiar figure pierced through the thick fog of the night and was running towards him with big strides.

Zhuang Yi blinked, and tears fell down.

In just this split second, the car disappeared, the silver moon set in the west, the night passed in a flash, and the sun rose and the sun was shining.

Its daybreak.

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