boiled frog

After Wen Qing returned home, he heard the sound of whooping and humming as soon as he entered the door, but he didn't see anyone.

"...Jingzhou?" Wen Qing called out tentatively.

No one answered.

Wen Qing thought that a thief had entered the house, so he casually rolled up a sheet of music on the porch and walked slowly into the house.

Just as he walked to the door of the kitchen, there was a loud noise from inside.

boom--

Wen Qing opened the door and rushed in, only to see Xiao Jingzhou standing by the stove with a dejected expression on his face, holding a leaking pot in his hand, dripping egg yolk, his eyes full of misery.

Wen Qing frowned, walked over to remove the pot from his hand, checked it carefully, and saw that Xiao Jingzhou only leaked a pot, and there was nothing serious about him, so he was relieved.

"Qingzi..."

"Are you an idiot Jingzhou? It's okay to learn what Qi Yang cooks." Wen Qing went to get a broom, ready to clean up the egg wrecks all over the place.

Xiao Jingzhou took the broom in Wen Qing's hand, and said lightly, "I'll do it."

Wen Qing paused, then handed the broom to Xiao Jingzhou.

"Where did I go to play today, I seem to be very happy." Xiao Jingzhou went to get a dustpan again, bent over to tidy it up.

"Don't you know?" Wen Qing walked out of the kitchen, sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV, "I just went to the amusement park with Nier, where else can I go?"

Xiao Jingzhou's movements froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal, "...Meet someone you know?"

Wen Qing glanced at his bowed body from the living room, "Well, Qi Yang."

Xiao Jingzhou nodded, feeling that Wen Qing probably couldn't see it, so he gave a low "En" again.

The living room was not lit, and the room was a little dark in the evening. The classic sketches by Zhao Benshan and Song Dandan were playing on the TV. Xiao Jingzhou came out of the kitchen after cleaning and saw Wen Qing’s face was bright and dark. He couldn’t see the expression clearly. Anyway, he didn’t look like the audience on TV. Laugh heartily.

Xiao Jingzhou's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Wen Qing lying in Qi Yang's arms when he came back last time.

At that moment, he felt as if someone had emptied his heart, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He was dazed for two seconds. Wen Qing on the sofa was about to speak when Xiao Jingzhou walked up to him and sat beside him.

Wen Qing felt that he was not normal, and asked, "...Jingzhou? Why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jingzhou pressed his whole body towards him.

Before Wen Qing could react, Xiao Jingzhou's face met his, and his scorching breath hit his face, making Wen Qing sober all of a sudden.

He pushed him violently, but Xiao Jingzhou's almost 1.9-meter-tall body showed no signs of moving away.

"...Jingzhou, what are you doing!" Wen Qing frowned and shouted in a low voice.

Xiao Jingzhou felt that the people below him were struggling hard, and suddenly a burst of anger erupted.

He climbed onto the sofa, ignored Wen Qing's shocked gaze, and kissed Wen Qing's lips fiercely.

Wen Qing's head groaned, and he reacted and struggled, but Xiao Jingzhou didn't seem to get up at all. His muscular body was pressed against Wen Qing's body, his legs caught Wen Qing's legs that Wen Qing was about to lift, and his hands restrained Wen Qing. hand, head forced Wen Qing's head to the corner of the sofa, and kissed passionately.

Wen Qing's face turned red from holding back, and she couldn't move. She was shocked and started to feel scared at the same time.

"Jingzhou...you..." He wanted to speak, but Xiao Jingzhou didn't give him a chance to make a sentence.

pat-

The door opened suddenly.

"Wen Qing, I'll give you the key today..." When Qi Yang came in, he saw such a scene, and instantly felt the veins on his head were about to pop out.

"……what are you doing!"

Qi Yang rushed over, pushed away Xiao Jingzhou who was pressing on Wen Qing's body, and pulled Wen Qing into his arms to protect him.

Xiao Jingzhou was stunned and was pushed vigorously by Qi Yang, hit the corner of the sofa behind him, staggered, and almost failed to turn over.

He looked at Qi Yang and asked Wen Qing how he was doing, Wen Qing shook his head, then Qi Yang worriedly hugged Wen Qing in his arms, his brows furrowed tightly.

This time Wen Qing didn't struggle, but just quietly leaned against Qi Yang's arms, in the dark room, Xiao Jingzhou could see Wen Qing's reassuring expression.

At that moment, Xiao Jingzhou thought, why did he and Qi Yang make such different choices when they faced the same scene that day.

Why didn't he grab Wen Qing from Qi Yang's arms to protect him that day?

Why was he just staring at their overlapping figures that day, but couldn't move his body?

Why did he go back to the house that day as if nothing had happened.

Why can Qi Yang hug and kiss that person without any scruples?

Xiao Jingzhou was stunned for a while, ignoring Qi Yang's fierce stare at him, and just stared straight at Wen Qing.

None of the three spoke, Qi Yang turned his eyes to the side, not knowing what he was thinking; Wen Qing lowered his head, his expression was dim and unclear; Xiao Jingzhou just looked at Wen Qing without saying anything.

After a while, Qi Yang stood up from the sofa, "I'm here to get the keys."

Before entering the haunted house, the staff reminded them not to carry anything in their pockets. Qi Yang didn’t bring a bag, so he put the keys in his trousers pocket in Wen Qing’s leisure backpack. When he got home, he found that the keys were missing. .

Wen Qing got up slowly, "I'll get it for you."

Qi Yang took the key and was about to leave. Before leaving, he turned his back to the two of them and said something.

You should live separately, Wen Qing can't live in my place.

When Qi Yang came home, he didn't change his clothes or take off his shoes when he entered the door, and he didn't pay attention to Xiao Tao'er's resentful eyes while sitting on the sofa nibbling on instant noodles, went straight back to the room, and fell heavily on the bed.

His mind was in a mess, recalling the scene just now, he was so uncomfortable that he was about to explode

Qi Yang buried his head deeply in the pillow, but his eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs were so pricked that he almost shed tears.

He suddenly turned over again, lying face up on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling, his eyes a little distracted.

Everything that happened that day quickly flashed through his mind, no matter where there was Wen Qing's thin and pale figure.

The dimples on the cheeks of that person when he smiled, the ravines carved between his brows when he frowned, the breeze brought by his every move, the light shining in his eyes when he frowns and smiles.

Like a curse, everything about that person was deeply engraved in Qi Yang's mind, and he couldn't forget it.

Now Qi Yang seems to be able to feel his lips twitching, the frequency is like his own heartbeat, the feeling from shallow pecking to deep kissing is still swaying around Qi Yang's lips, it seems that he can still feel it between his lips and teeth. The man's breath.

Did that person ever suffer Ming Jin's demands from him in such a silent way?

Qi Yang was stunned, amused by his sudden thought.

He raised his hand and lightly placed it on his forehead, a smile curled up on his lips.

The matter between that man and Ming Jin has nothing to do with Qi Yang.

Inexplicably, he couldn't help but recall that chaotic night.

After he came out of Mingjin's house that night, he couldn't stop bleeding from his back. No matter how much healing ointment Qi Yang put on it, the blood kept oozing out, accompanied by dirty liquid. Finally, he went to the hospital.

He will never forget the way the doctor looked at him.

The doctor prescribed some topical anesthetics for him, as well as some drugs to promote healing of the gap, and told him to drink only dilute ones, and to come back for a review after a while.

The doctor stopped him before he left.

Don't do it in the future, take good care of yourself.

For a period of time after that, his life was almost worse than death. All kinds of partner appointments were postponed as soon as possible, and those who could not be postponed all resigned.

Mingjin called him and asked him what was going on, why is his career on the rise.

Qi Yang held the phone with both hands, trying not to let his voice tremble.

Ming Jin scolded, what's wrong with a big man, come back quickly after being pretentious.

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and Qi Yang felt miserable when he heard the busy voice inside.

He sat on the toilet, bent down suddenly, and his choked voice was suppressed.

Of course Mingjin didn't know who it was that night.

That man left after finishing his work, and he refused to stay even one night. How could he, Ming Jin, go out of his way to find this arrogant Pang Jiaer.

Qi Yang would regret it sometimes, he really wanted to know what would have happened when he woke up in the morning if he hadn't left that night.

He had imagined countless times, Ming Jin kissed him good morning, he was willing to lie in Ming Jin's arms and never wake up again; Jin hurriedly sent him to the hospital, and accompanied him to accept the doctor's gaze like a monster.

After Mingjin woke up, he frowned and looked at him. He said it was all right, I could go by myself. Mingjin sighed and sent him to the hospital.

In the end, only this is possible.

Like their first contact.

Lie on the ground and kiss Mother Earth, get up quickly, brat.

walk on my own.

... come up.

His every care for him is a last resort.

Later, Qi Yang figured it out. He felt that this matter had to be taken slowly. If he told Mingjin suddenly, it would be over for them. Mingjin would definitely feel ashamed. It's unrealistic to be together.

Now that Qi Yang thinks about it, he is quite stupid at that time, he has already become like this, and he still has to torture himself, refusing to repent.

Qi Yang came back to his senses for a while, his eyes were clouded.

Even though he severely trampled on his self-esteem, he never thought of giving up on that dead man.

He rolled over, his back stiffened.

Qi Yang knew that the relationship between Ming Jin and Wen Qing began to change because of the photo incident, that is, after that incident, Ming Jin and Wen Qing confessed.

When he first knew that Wen Qing was Xiao An, that night at the bar, he wanted to repeat the same mistakes.

He heard the sound of someone coming, and suddenly remembered the photo.

He got up and walked in front of Wen Qing, bowed his head and buttoned him.

He wanted him to relive the "Pornographic" incident between Ming Jin and Xiao An six years ago.

He wanted him to recall how Mingjin treated him tenderly six years ago.

He wanted him to recall how Ming Jin dedicated all his love, all his feelings, all his emotions and desires to him that year.

He wanted him to remember how Mingjin died.

He wanted him to remember who Mingjin died because of.

The hand that was buttoning Wen Qing was trembling. The moment Dong Zi came in, Qi Yang clearly saw his somewhat surprised expression, and at that moment he was flustered.

He panicked, Wen Qing's blushing cheeks were still reflected in his eyelids, and the feeling of Wen Qing's warm body on the dance floor seemed to remain in his palms, and the man was standing in front of him now, and he could tell if it started or not. The final decision.

Qi Yang gritted his teeth, it's so dark, where did you go?

He didn't realize that he had even found an excuse, and he just said it without even thinking about it.

He didn't get off to a start then.

Qi Yang stretched his limbs, lay on the bed in big characters, and gently closed his sore eyes. Perhaps because he was too tired today, two lines of tears slid down from the corners of his eyes and dripped on the bed sheet, leaving two spots of water on the bed sheet. stains.

His fingers were clenched tightly, trembling slightly, as if he had made up his mind.

Wen Qing, Xiao An.