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Chapter 3 Memorial Chapter Qi Yang Chapter

On Qi Yang's birthday, he suddenly realized that he was in love with his senior brother.

He didn't tell him his feelings, he didn't dare and couldn't tell him.

He still wants to get along with him like this, intimate and friendly.

Even as a younger brother.

Also because of being a younger brother.

When night comes, Ming Jin leaves home.

Once he followed him, wanting to see who he was looking for, and turned back at the gate of the man's villa complex.

Qi Yang didn't know and didn't want to know whose house it was, it wasn't Pan Sen's house anyway.

Ming Jin's bed partners all know they share this man with many people.

Qi Yang once wondered why they wouldn't get angry, jealous, or quarrel.

Then he thought about the ancient land of fireworks.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, his heart ached so badly.

My heart aches for myself, and even more for Mingjin.

He also tried to get Ming Jin to restrain himself, but every time Ming Jin just patted his head and said good, you don't understand.

Qi Yang really doesn't understand, he has always liked this person, a flirtatious person who regards him as his own brother.

He thought that their life would go on like this forever, that person continued his chic life, and he continued his hard life of unrequited love.

Until one day Ming Jin told Qi Yang that he found his true love.

Qi Yang still remembered that when Ming Jin said this, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were smiling, sparkling, and his brows were bright.

Mingjin's friend happened to talk about a resident drummer in a bar, with long hair, tall and slender, who couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman, and always wore a mask.

Because everyone is in the entertainment industry, I don't doubt that the person is a star, but just from the pair of eyebrows and eyes, it can be seen that she is a beauty.

Later, someone went to find the man in private and found that it was a man, a handsome man.

Later Ming Jin also went to that bar and met Xiao An.

Qi Yang always quietly listened to Ming Jin telling him about that person, how good-looking he was, how gentle he was, how well he played the drums, how much better he sang than those pop singers nowadays How many.

Qi Yang could tell that when Ming Jin was talking about Xiao An, he was much happier than usual, and that Ming Jin, who was usually silent and serious, even smiled with his eyes.

Qi Yang could only laugh along with him.

He has changed a lot, he has become more smiling, gentler, and cheerful. Da Kun also said that this is the first time he has seen Ming Jin like this.

Qi Yang was a little relieved, because at least Ming Jin no longer indulged himself absurdly.

He became as guarded as jade for Xiao An.

When Ming Jin first quit the circle, the old friends thought that this time was the same as Pan Sen's time, and they should find someone to talk to and play, and be more behaved.

It wasn't until the romantic young man never appeared in the circle again that everyone realized that Ming Jin seemed to be serious this time.

A person who has been in the circle for ten years suddenly quit the circle. Not surprisingly, the whole circle was slightly shaken.

Once Mingjin's lovers were stupefied, they were the ones who knew deeply what kind of lustful person Mingjin was before, but now he would quietly and peacefully stay by one person's side.

For a while, rumors spread.

They said maybe it was because Xiao An was still a virgin and Ming Jin had a taste of it; they said that Xiao An looked like a vixen, a prostitute, and made Ming Jin obsessed.

These people in the entertainment industry are all masters, so they come from whatever they say, not to mention that Xiao An doesn't even count people in the entertainment industry, and he won't even offend anyone.

Xiao An is just Ming Jin's little lover, what is it?

Someone went to make trouble for Xiao An, and was directly beaten back.

That's Mingjin's faction.

He's declaring his ownership.

He, Mingjin, owns Xiao An's property.

Qi Yang always thought they were dating, he looked at Ming Jin's smiling face every day, helpless.

He liked him so much, he liked him so much that he could be happy because he liked another man.

Ming Jin's happiness comes from another man, and he, Qi Yang, can secretly be happy because of his happiness.

Qi Yang felt that he was quite cheap.

He had never met Xiao An, but he scolded him over and over again in his heart.

Why scold him, scold him for stealing his man?Scolding him for getting the heart of the person he could never get in his life so easily?

It's not insulting, it's just jealousy.

……

This weird feeling has surrounded Qi Yang for a long time, until he saw Ming Jin drinking alone at home on Valentine's Day.

Qi Yang was surprised but also slightly uneasy.

He walked over, sat next to him, frowned and took the red wine that Ming Jin was about to pour into his mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Yang's tone was very tough.

The wine glass was suddenly snatched away, and someone scolded him inexplicably, Ming Jin was stunned, probably recognizing Qi Yang as Da Kun.

"Kunzi, you bastard..." Ming Jin rubbed his temples, his face wrinkled together, "When will it be your turn to teach me a lesson..."

Qi Yang didn't mind him admitting himself wrong, just looked at his unsteady figure, and helped him up, "Why did you drink yourself like this?" His tone softened again, "Did something happen?"

Ming Jin rolled his eyes at him, "What can happen, it's not because of Xiao Anan..."

It turned out that he could have such a gentle tone and such a childish address for that person.

Qi Yang's eyes darkened, looking at Ming Jin's drunken flushed cheeks, his heart was full of pain.

Seeing that the visitor was silent, Ming Jin said to himself, "Kunzi, tell me...why do I like him..."

This time it was Qi Yang's turn to be stunned.

Hearing Mingjin's meaning... It's just that he is in love with Xiao An unrequitedly, and Xiao An doesn't like him?

"He... how could..." Ming Jin said intermittently, "how could... hiccup, keep rejecting me... ah... how could he bear it... how could he bear it..."

Ming Jin tilted her head, her eyes flushed, "Kunzi, I...so sad..."

After finishing speaking, the whole person turned towards Qi Yang.

Qi Yang caught him and put his arms around his shoulders.

Ming Jin always smelled of men's cologne, but now he drank a lot of wine, and the warm breath sprayed on Qi Yang's face made Qi Yang a little tipsy.

His whole body was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be a suppressed voice from Qi Yang's shoulder.

Qi Yang hugged him heartily and patted his head.

"Mingjin...ah," he didn't know why he didn't want Mingjin to know that he was the one hugging him now, "this kind of thing can't be forced... You said you have been chasing him for a long time, but There is still no result...isn't it?...Maybe sometimes," Qi Yang carefully chooses his words, even if he is facing a drunk Ming Jin now, "...letting go is a kind of, uh, how should I put it... ..."

Ming Jin suddenly raised her head and looked at him with squinted eyes, her eyes were focused but a little confused under the influence of alcohol.

It wasn't until he was staring at Qi Yang that his face turned red that he slowly opened his mouth and said, "It's you kid..."

Qi Yang was speechless.

Ming Jin pressed his shoulders to get up, lay down on the dining table, raised her hand and waved, "It's okay, don't bother me, get out of here."

It's like treating your brother again.

Thinking of Ming Jin who almost opened his heart to him just now, Qi Yang gritted his teeth.

"Mingjin...brother, I..."

Seeing that he opened his mouth nervously, Ming Jin hooked the corners of his mouth, got up from the dining table, threw his arms around his head, and kissed him.

Qi Yang clearly saw the playfulness and pain in Ming Jin's eyes amidst the chaos.

Ming Jin's tongue stuck into Qi Yang's mouth, stirred it around and then backed out.

He let go of him, and said slowly, "Qi Yang, are you..."

Qi Yang's eyes were messy, "Ming Jin, Ming Jin, Ming Jin..."

After calling Ming Jin a few times, he hugged him, grabbed his head and gnawed on it again.

Mingjin, Mingjin, Mingjin.

I like you.

I have always liked you.

Hug me, kiss me, kiss me, don't push me away, okay?

Ming Jin didn't break away from him.

He twisted his body again, adjusted his arms around Ming Jin.

He kissed Ming Jin unrestrainedly, and didn't care whether all this happened at the right time.

At that moment, Qi Yang's mind was full of Ming Jin, and he was taught a lesson by Ming Jin who had never kissed anyone before.

He opened his eyes and looked at him, wanted to see his straight eyebrows, wanted to see his red cheeks, wanted to see his slightly trembling eyelashes, wanted to see him...

But all he saw was a furrowed brow and a wrinkled nose.

Qi Yang's heart was icy cold.

Ming Jin has been lingering in the flowers for many years, and his kissing skills are superb. Even though his heart is chaotic like a tsunami, his body movements honestly reflect his desire that is about to overflow.

Ming Jin thought that his body was about to rot.

Ming Jin has been chasing Xiao An for almost a year. From the beginning as a friend, Ming Jin found out how she felt for him. Even though Xiao An never promised him, Ming Jin never gave up.

He thought that one day he would see his true heart, he thought that one day he would fall in love with himself.

He thought that one day Xiao An would fall in love with him like Ming Jin loved him.

However, everything was just what he thought, Xiao An had always only regarded him as a friend.

Be more a mother than a friend.

All Mingjin thought about was Xiao An, and he even forgot who was kissing him, who was cautiously trying to give him the best kiss.

Then they rolled into bed and rolled off their clothes.

Qi Yang watched Ming Jin pull off his belt frantically.

Then Ming Jin frowned and ordered him to turn around and lie down.

Then Ming Jin entered him without any foreplay or any measures.

Then he lowered his head and silently endured the wanton galloping on him by the person he loved the most.

He heard someone behind him calling another person's name in a low voice.

One by one, depressed, angry, pity, and helpless.

Every sound wants Qi Yang to die under Ming Jin.

He wondered if he would feel distressed if he died on Mingjin's bed like this.

After all, he is still a younger brother.

He gritted his teeth like that, and a muffled sound escaped from his mouth.

He supported the bed with his arms, and saw his big tears and sweat dripping down on the sheets one by one.

He didn't know whether his body hurt more or his heart hurt more.

He should know what a strong person Ming Jin is, and how indifferent he is to love without any emotional basis.

But he couldn't help but sink in.

Now he is no different from those who begged Ming Jin to fuck him.

It was he who took the initiative to seek sex, and it was he who took the initiative to become a tool for him to vent his desire.

It was his fault, it was all his fault.

……

It was late at night, Qi Yang quietly looked at Ming Jin lying beside him.

He raised his hand with some difficulty, and gently stroked Ming Jin's thick eyebrows with his index finger.

He looked at his deeply furrowed brow and rubbed it carefully.

As if it alarmed Ming Jin, he moved without raising his eyelids, turned around and said in a low voice, "It's hard to go to the bathroom to clean up by myself."

Qi Yang got up slowly, and heard Ming Jin mutter again, "It's not the first time, don't bother me..."

There was a lot of impatience in the voice.

Qi Yang smiled bitterly, now he is no different from those people.

Even the only love that Qi Yang could give him to Ming Jin has become worthless.

He walked out of the room silently, enduring the tearing pain in his back, went to the toilet and turned on the light, and found that the blood behind him had dried up and was spotted, and there was still a turbid liquid flowing out slowly.

It seemed that Ming Jin's aura still remained on her body, but it was more of the obscenity after indulgence.

Qi Yang gritted his teeth, turned on the shower and rinsed casually.

When he returned to the room, he found that the bed sheet was also dirty.

Enduring the pain, he carefully moved Ming Jin to one side, pulled out the bed sheet, threw it into the toilet, and put on a new bed sheet.

Ming Jin fell into a deep sleep and didn't know anything.

After Qi Yang put on his clothes, he stood silently by the bed again, stared at his back in rapt attention, then turned and left the room.