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Chang Qin stopped the car and, like last time, took out Xi Ling from the passenger seat and carried it on his shoulders. After a lot of hard work, he finally threw the 1.8-meter boy into the sofa. Xi Ling was as tall as him. Generally tall, but thinner than him, and has no muscles on his body. Chang Qin can barely resist him, but he can handle short distances. I was so tired that I almost rolled my eyes.

An hour ago, he stopped Xi Ling on the way. He didn't know how long this guy had been drenched in the rain. When he pushed him into the car seat, there was no dry place on Xi Ling's body. Chang Qin was so angry that he wanted to curse. However, the instigator seemed to be okay, and fell unconscious on the seat. Chang Qin used the blanket in the car to soak up the water on his body, and was unwilling to wake him up to listen to his reprimand, so he sighed. Suppressing this anger, he flew all the way to Xi Ling's house at low altitude.

Chang Qin went to the bathroom to put hot water first, then returned to the sofa, raised his hand to touch Xi Ling's forehead, it was burning hot, then stroked his cheek, but it was icy cold, and his hair was still wet. Drops of water continued to drip down and wet his fair face. Chang Qin hurriedly took off Xi Ling's wet clothes. Put him into the bathtub, then took off his clothes, and sat in. He poured some shampoo on Xi Ling's soft black hair, rubbed it carefully, and rinsed it off with the shower head.

The warm water flowed down from the top of his head, and Xi Ling was accidentally choked. He lowered his head and coughed repeatedly. Chang Qin hurriedly put down his unkempt head, patted his back lightly, and said nervously, "What's wrong? Choked?"

Xi Ling's mind was still very confused, he muttered in a daze, repeating a few words in his mouth: "Father...Chang Qin...Dad...Chang Qin..."

When he said "Chang Qin", Chang Qin hummed softly and said, "I'm here."

When he said "Father", Chang Qin's throat tightened uncomfortably, and he pursed his lips tightly. He didn't say anything, just took a bath for Xi Ling.

He washed Xi Ling clean first, pulled a big bath towel to dry him, then put on a bathrobe for him, carried him to the bed, put a few pillows on his back for him to lean on, took out the hair dryer for him Blow dry your hair.

During this period, he touched Xi Ling's burning forehead from time to time, and his brows were tightly frowned.

After finally tidying up, he removed the pillow, carefully helped Xi Ling to lie down, went to the kitchen to make a bowl of Banlangen, found a plate of antipyretic medicine and ran back to the bed, helped Xi Ling to lean on him, pushed Pushing his shoulder, coaxing in a low voice: "Xi Ling, wake up, take the medicine first."

Xi Ling no longer babbled about his name. He was very comfortable being served by Chang Qin just now, and had already fallen asleep in a daze. At this time, he was woken up again, feeling extremely irritable. Chang Qin hurriedly removed the medicine bowl, fearing that Overturned by Xi Ling's waving hands, seeing the person in his arms protesting like a child and refusing to take the medicine, he sighed, put Xi Ling back on the pillow and lay down again, took a sip of the medicine himself, and delivered it mouth to mouth .

Xi Ling lay there on his back, a mouthful of liquid medicine flowed down his throat, and suddenly he choked again, he sat up hastily, coughing continuously, his cheeks that were originally slightly red due to the fever swelled even more red.

Chang Qin quickly put down the bowl, and stuck to him to pat him on the back.

"Trash can, trash can..." Xi Ling coughed and murmured.

"You want a trash can?" Chang Qin asked back.

Xi Ling nodded vigorously, and said intermittently: "Spit, I want to vomit..."

Chang Qin hurriedly took a trash can, Xi Ling couldn't wait to snatch it, hugged the barrel with both hands, and spit out a lot of filth in one gulp.

Seeing Xi Ling's uncomfortable appearance, Chang Qin only felt that his whole body was more uncomfortable than him, but he didn't say anything, but still gently patted Xi Ling's bony back.

"Do you want to vomit again?" Chang Qin asked when Xi Ling vomited until he couldn't vomit anymore.

Xi Ling shook his head uncertainly, handed the trash can to Chang Qin, and dumped it on the pillow himself.

Chang Qin put the bucket on the ground, wiped Xi Ling's mouth with a wet tissue, fed him a few sips of hot water mouth to mouth, and then whispered to his ear, "I'll throw away the trash first, Go take a shower again, I will put the trash can next to the bed, if you still feel uncomfortable and want to vomit, you can reach it with your hand, understand?"

Xi Ling gave a dazed "um", not sure if he understood.

Chang Qin looked at him worriedly, tucked up the quilt for him, found a set of Xi Ling's pajamas from the closet, tied up the garbage bag and rushed out of the bedroom.

Just now, he was only focused on washing Xi Ling, but didn't have time to take care of himself. Chang Qin made a quick decision, rushed back to the bedroom after taking a hasty shower, and saw that the person on the bed was lying quietly, with his chest rising and falling smoothly. He finally heaved a sigh of relief and walked around The end of the bed climbs into the bed from the other side.

He wrapped his arms around Xi Ling's slender waist from behind, and raised his hand to touch his forehead. It was still burning like a fire, and his heart was also tugged. He took the half-drinked cold medicine on the bedside table, and continued to slow down with his mouth. Slowly feed Xi Ling the medicine.

This time it went well, and he didn't choke the other party. After feeding the granule, he fed another antipyretic. Worried that Xi Ling would wake up in the middle of the night and vomit, he pulled the trash can into some, and then turned off the light and put the The other party hugged her tightly in her arms and closed her eyes to sleep.

"Chang Qin?" In the darkness, Xi Ling opened his mouth and called out his name. After vomiting, Xi Ling's mind seemed to clear up a lot.

"Yes." Chang Qin agreed, tightening his arms again.

"I'm sorry." Xi Ling said in a low voice.

Chang Qin sneered: "You finally know what you did wrong. Do you know that in order to find you, I went around the entire cemetery, and I didn't answer your cell phone. I really want to kill you!" Crazy."

"I'm sorry." Xi Ling still said.

"Promise me, we won't be like this in the future, okay? At least I'll call you, and you must answer." Chang Qin's tone softened a bit.

"I'm sorry." Xi Ling still repeated these three words.

Chang Qin frowned, raised his elbows to support Xi Ling, in the dark night, only a faint gleam appeared in the pair of deep pupils below him.

"I'm sorry for what?" Chang Qin asked in a deep voice.

"A lot." Xi Ling replied briefly.

"To see your father today, why didn't you tell me?" Chang Qin asked seriously.

"How do you know?" Xi Ling asked instead.

"I don't know, you said you have something to do, I thought you were going to explain it to Vincent, but..." Chang Qin lay back on the pillow and pulled Xi Ling into his arms again, "But I thought about it, Vincent is not at all, so there is nothing to say."

"How did you know?" Xi Ling's question deepened.

Chang Qin smiled complacently: "I knew it a long time ago, since..." He thought for a while, and continued, "I was here last time, when I was looking for lubricant in the cabinet."

Feeling the person in his arms move uncomfortably, Chang Qin laughed, patted his arm and comforted him: "I know, not all couples will do that kind of thing, but when you serve me , the movements are too unfamiliar, and the first time I kissed you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the other party elbowed his stomach lightly, and Chang Qin let out an ouch and complained, "Lawyer Xi, do you want to murder your husband?"

But Xi Ling changed the subject and said coldly: "Don't judge me by your experienced appearance."

Chang Qin rubbed his abdomen aggrievedly: "I don't... I really don't have much experience, why don't you always believe me?"

"I believe you are a ghost." Xi Ling snorted coldly.

"Ah." Chang Qin sighed in disappointment, "It's because I believe in you so much... I believe that you will never do those things with me when you have a boyfriend. The Lawyer Xi I know is definitely not like this. Kind of people."

"How much do you know about me? We didn't know each other for long at that time." Xi Ling said still coldly.

"I don't know much about you, but isn't love based on trust?" Chang Qin explained.

Xi Ling was stunned, only to hear the other party continue: "At that time in London, I was hugging you on the sofa, Vincent saw it, but just stood at the door and scolded me a few words, if it were me, I would see you being killed by someone. Hugging like that, I would have swung a kitchen knife and cut him. So I guess, either Vincent doesn't care about you at all, it doesn't matter, or you are lying to me, Vincent is not your boyfriend at all."

"Then why..." Xi Ling was confused.

"Why did you still leave, didn't you?" Chang Qin pushed back his smooth black hair and kissed his earlobe, "At that moment, I was so angry that I really believed that the two of you were a couple. Those guesses just now were my fault. Afterwards, I calmed down and figured it out slowly. As for why I still listened to you and didn't bother you anymore, because..." Chang Qin paused, his tone suddenly choked up, "Because I think, since you want to leave with all your heart I don't even hesitate to tarnish my reputation with my own feet. I must have your reasons." Chang Qin sighed, "Since you have made the most extreme choice, why should I... make things difficult for you? Woolen cloth?"

Xi Ling listened silently. After a while, he took Chang Qin's hand on his waist to his lips, and kissed his fingertips lightly.

Chang Qin only felt an electric current rushing from his fingertips to his lower abdomen, and was about to untie the opponent's belt and do something more rascally, when Xi Ling asked in a low voice: "Then how did you know that I went to see me?" Dad, I didn't even tell my sister about it."

Chang Qin groped for the position of the belt on Xi Ling's body with one hand, and explained in his mouth: "You said you have something to do. Since you are not looking for Vincent, then you must go to see your father. Didn't you always think about him because you have feelings for him?" Ashamed, don't you want to be with me?"

Xi Ling's heart trembled, he held down the other's restless hand, and said in surprise, "How did you know?"

Chang Qin had no choice but to stop, changed his sleeping position, and turned his head up to the ceiling: "You said that your father had a heart attack because of your anger, and you also said that you would no longer go on adventures with friends for your father's sake. You want to separate from me with all your heart, I should find out some reason, in fact, I don't know anything, what I said just now is all my guess."

"Hmph." Xi Ling turned over and faced him, "You are quite narcissistic, why don't you think about it, maybe I just want to separate from you because I don't like you anymore."

"It's impossible for you not to like me." Chang Qin also turned over and met Xi Ling's eyes, with an arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why is it impossible for me not to like you?" Xi Ling said angrily and funny.

"Because..." Chang Qin wanted to say that it was because he saw the photo on the night of the award ceremony. The way the other party looked at him in the photo, that kind of expression, couldn't deceive anyone, but he curled his lips and suppressed the reason, just raising his eyebrows. Caressing Xi Ling's tender and smooth face, slowly traced his handsome facial features with his fingertips, and said firmly, "I just know."

Xi Ling snorted coldly and scolded: "Narcissist!"

Chang Qin smiled lewdly again, and his white teeth stood out in the darkness: "Then, may I ask Lawyer Xi, would you like to play with the narcissist?"

"Crazy." Xi Ling patted his hand away, "I'm not interested in narcissists."

"Oh?" Chang Qin deliberately elongated his tone, "But when I helped you take a bath just now, you kept calling my name."

"Do I have it?" Xi Ling looked at him in confusion.

Chang Qin nodded with a hippie smile, and learned to change his tone: "You keep yelling, Chang Qin, Chang Qin, dad, dad...hahahaha..."

Xi Ling glared at him, but his expression suddenly lost. His long eyelashes drooped: "Chang Qin, I miss my father."

Chang Qin wrapped him in his arms distressedly, put his head on his chest, stroked his soft black hair, and comforted him, "It's okay, it's over."

"I don't know why, but I suddenly want to watch Dad play." Xi Ling buried his face in Chang Qin's chest, his voice was a bit dull, and the hot breath tickled Chang Qin's heart.

"Unexpectedly, your father can still play, is it basketball?"

Xi Ling nodded: "When my father was young, he was still on the city team."

"Really?" Chang Qin was surprised. This was the first time he heard Xi Ling talking about his father. In his impression, Xi's father was a serious middle-aged man who never seemed to laugh.

"That was when I was very young, so small that I only had this vague memory in my mind. Maybe even my sister couldn't remember it. At that time, my father was not the boss of a big company, and our family had no So rich, my father often participates in games. Every time he plays, my sister and I are taken by my grandmother to sit in the high auditorium and watch my father steal and shoot on the court alive and well. His game number It's the number '7', and I'm always staring at the eye-catching number '7'. Dad likes this number very much. Even when he's not playing, he always wears a basketball jersey with the number '7' on it. Dangling." Xi Ling was feverish, and when he told this memory, he spoke intermittently.

But Chang Qin still understood what he meant, and continued, "Your father must have been very handsome at that time."

Xi Ling smiled: "He is indeed quite handsome. Since I was conscious, all my cognitions about a man are like that of my father."

"Since your father is so good, why didn't he find you a mother again until his death." Chang Qin was puzzled.

"I don't know." Xi Ling chuckled, "When I was young, there were many women who wanted to be close to my father. There were always strange women who wanted to please me in order to get close to my father. Because of this, I was often scolded by my father."

Chang Qin paused, then suddenly said, "I know why you suddenly miss your father. Is it because I asked you to exercise with us last night, and you remembered your father playing basketball?"

Xi Ling looked at him in astonishment, and after a while, smiled helplessly: "I really can't hide anything from you."

"I called you to play tennis together before, but you never participated. It turns out that you like basketball. Let me tell you earlier. I will meet Xiao Yu and the others another day. Let's have a good game, but..." Chang Qin pulled out the ball with malicious intentions. With the belt on the opponent's body that he had already untied, he said with a silly smile: "We can have some other 'sports' now, I promise, I will be very gentle."

"Director Chang," Xi Ling said in disbelief, "You have put the cart before the horse, I should be the one who is gentle."

Chang Qin pursed his mouth in pain: "I really don't understand, why are you always obsessed with this matter, as long as we are happy, who is not the same?"

"It's different." Xi Ling said decisively, he turned over and looked at the ceiling, "At least it's different for the first time."

"Why is it different?" Chang Qin touched his nose, puzzled.

Xi Ling tilted his head and glanced at him up and down: "I advise you to get ready as soon as possible, otherwise, I don't know when I will lose control, so..."

Chang Qin broke into a cold sweat from the intimidation, and said in a daze, "You...what would you do?"

Xi Ling snorted, then relaxed the tense facial lines, pressed the twitching temple with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and said wearily: "I really have no energy tonight, if you must, Let me serve you." Saying that, he was about to untie Chang Qin's belt.

"No need, no need." Chang Qin hastily pressed his hand. He was so frightened just now, and no matter how many pornographic thoughts were washed away, besides, how much fun can he have by himself? Wrapping his wrist around his waist, he comforted, "It's getting late, go to sleep." After speaking, he pressed his forehead to the other's forehead, raised his hand and continued to massage Xi Ling's temple, and said distressedly, "It's still burning, tomorrow Ask your boss for leave."

"I haven't started work yet, I will start next week." Xi Ling relaxed and enjoyed Chang Qin's service.

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask you, is your original firm not letting you go? So where do you go to work now?"

"Vincent's father's company." Xi Ling answered concisely.

Hearing this name, Chang Qin's conditioned reflex was to be upset: "Why is it him again?"

"What's the matter?" Xi Ling glanced at him, "Didn't you just thoroughly analyze the relationship between me and Vincent? Why do you mind now?"

"I mind, of course I mind." Chang Qin acted unreasonably like a child, "I mind that he knows you better than I do, mind that you have lived with him for so long, mind..."

"Okay, okay," Xi Ling interrupted him irritably, "there's no end to it, and I have to go to the balcony to read the scriptures in the middle of the night."

"You really..." Chang Qin was so angry that he lost his temper, "Don't you know what it means to be jealous?"

Xi Ling wanted to be jealous compared to me, you can at most be considered a post-secondary graduate, but you said stubbornly: "You can get jealous if you catch anyone, your family runs a vinegar factory."

Chang Qin was defeated, stopped the massage, buried his head in the white neck of the other party, and muttered in a low voice: "Even if you can eat it for me once, I can fly to the sky." lick in the old position.

Xi Ling shrank his neck back from the itching, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, but his face was expressionless. He patted Chang Qin's arm and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Chang Qin put his head on his shoulder and snorted comfortably.

"That..." Xi Ling said.

"What?" Chang Qin said vaguely.

"Before going to bed, can you get me a pair of underwear, I'm really not used to sleeping with my lower body naked."

Chang Qin chuckled, and then remembered that when he was taking a bath just now, he just put a bathrobe on him and put him on the bed. He forgot to put on his underwear. He raised the corners of his mouth and said wickedly: "How about I Take mine off too, and we both sleep naked."

Xi Ling: "..."

Xi Ling let out a long sigh, feeling that he was completely defeated by this rascal.

The author has something to say:

What impressed me the most was the end of the third season of the first season of "Game of Thrones". Arya learned how to practice swords with the family teacher invited by her father. Dad stood by and watched. The surface was warm and harmonious, but in the eyes of her father, What I saw was a fierce fight between you and me. From then on, what was waiting in front of the Stark family was endless turmoil.

So while you can be sweet now, make it sweeter...

After all, no one knows when the wind will blow... ╮(╯▽╰)╭