boiled frog

When Qi Yang woke up, Wen Qing was still in a deep sleep. The two of them were so exhausted last night that they lay on a small bed and fell asleep. Qi Yang looked at Wen Qing lying beside him with gentle eyes.

He moved his body and tucked the quilt for Wen Qing, Wen Qing faced him, and Qi Yang looked at him quietly with one hand on his pillow, gently traced his eyebrows, and traced his fingers along his eyebrows To the peak of the eyebrow, the end of the eyebrow, and into the temples.

Wen Qing's ears moved, but she didn't wake up.

Qi Yang smiled slightly, looking at Wen Qing's face suddenly a little dazed.

He stared at Ming Jin like this that night, until Ming Jin yelled at him to get the hell out.

Qi Yang stroked Wen Qing's smooth face with his somewhat rough thumb, seeing Wen Qing's sleeping peacefully, his heart moved slightly.

Qi Yang pinched Wen Qing's nose, Wen Qing couldn't breathe well, frowned, rubbed his eyes and woke up.

Qi Yang looked at him slowly opening his eyes with a smile on his head, his clear eyes were still a little tired.

Wen Qing woke up in a daze, saw Qi Yang looking at him with a smile, rubbed his eyes, and unconsciously smiled, "... Well, Qi Yang, good morning."

Qi Yang felt that a place in his heart collapsed in an instant, and the twilight of the morning shone on his warm and clean cheeks, reflecting that faint smile brightly.

This person will never curse himself to go away after Huan Ai.

Qi Yang touched Wen Qing's face and asked, "How is your body? Is there any discomfort?"

Wen Qing said that it was just a little uncomfortable, it's fine, don't worry.

Qi Yang hugged Wen Qing, Wen Qing's head was deeply buried on Qi Yang's chest, Wen Qing was stunned, and raised his arms to hug Qi Yang's broad back, full of peace of mind.

"What's wrong early in the morning?" Wen Qing rested his head on Qi Yang's shoulder, and rubbed the back of Qi Yang's neck with the tip of his nose.

Qi Yang surrounded Wen Qing, the person in his arms was a little thinner, Qi Yang closed his eyes and felt at ease.

Last night Qi Yang had a dream, he dreamed of Ming Jin, dreamed of that night, but this time Ming Jin treats him with a tenderness that Qi Yang can't even imagine, that's what a man will only have for someone he likes Gentle, he still heard Ming Jin calling Xiao An's name in a low voice, extremely lingering.

Even though he knew it was a thing of the past, Qi Yang felt only a deep powerlessness in his dream. He could hear Ming Jin's voice, he could see this person who hadn't appeared in his dream for five years, and he could even imagine Ming Jin. Jin's hot touch was only bone-chillingly cold.

Until he saw the black hair on the quilt, and heard a voice that was familiar but not his own, he touched his face in amazement, it was different from the usual roughness, smooth and smooth, and his long hair slid down like satin shoulder, Qi Yang suddenly realized that he was Xiao An, the Wen Qing from five or six years ago.

It was still dark when he woke up, and the warm and shallow breathing was still lingering in his ears, Qi Yang squinted again in a daze, and kept waking up from sleep until the sun hit his eyes in the morning before he fully woke up.

After a while, both of them went to take a shower, Wen Qing asked, "Is there no class this morning?"

Qi Yang turned his head away, "No."

Wen Qing looked at his appearance, sighed, and got up from the bed, "...it's Zhang Chi's class again."

Qi Yang tugged at his hand, "It's still my Shuishui who understands me."

"Water...water?" Wen Qing was stunned, still unable to accept Qi Yang's new nickname for him.

Seeing that he successfully diverted Wen Qing's attention, Qi Yang laughed even more happily, and analyzed seriously, "Yes, Wen Qing is full of water, and the water sounds so good."

It was the first time Wen Qing knew that she could still be nicknamed like this, she lowered her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Little Ears."

Qi Yang wrote his name silently, hugged Wen Qing, and scratched Wen Qing's nose, "Small ears or something..."

He leaned closer to Wen Qing, staring straight at him, with a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth, "...Don't you know, am I very young, Wen Qing?..."

Wen Qing realized what he meant, blushed, pinched Qi Yang, and Qi Yang smiled happily.

"...Stop talking nonsense, stay here for a while, I'll get you some clothes." Wen Qing pushed Qi Yang away, put on his trousers, and prepared to go home.

"Well, yes," Qi Yang walked behind Wen Qing, straightened the collar of Wen Qing's shirt, "I'm so grown up, I can't even wear my clothes well."

Wen Qing glared at him, saying that Qi Yang's wolf's claws came up before he could fix it.

Qi Yang smiled, and jumped back onto the bed naked, seeing that Wen Qing had tidied up and was about to go out.

"I'm leaving, you are..."

"Kiss." Qi Yang pouted.

"...What?" Wen Qing thought he had heard wrong.

Qi Yang rolled his eyes, scolded Wen Qing that he must be old, jumped out of bed and ran to Wen Qing's side, and gave a loud boo to his face, Wen Qing smiled helplessly, telling him to go back to bed quickly so as not to catch a cold.

Seeing that Qi Yang had gone back obediently, Wen Qing turned around and left the room again.

pat.

The moment the door closed, Wen Qing's hand on the doorknob trembled slightly, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Xiao Taoer rubbed her eyes when she saw Wen Qing at the door.

"Don't look, it's me." Wen Qing said with a smile.

Qi Yang often went to Wen Qing's house, but Wen Qing seldom came to Qi Yang's side, mainly because it was inconvenient to have Xiao Taoer here, and the relationship between the two of them had not been mentioned to others.

After going to the mountains together that time, the group of them had dinner together from time to time, and every time Xiao Taoer clamored to go, Qi Yang took him there too, and he was already more familiar than Qi Yang and that group of people. Wen Qing came home today, although Xiao Tao'er was a little surprised, she hurriedly invited him in.

"I'll help Qi Yang get a suit."

Xiao Taoer blinked and stared at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing felt that he couldn't hide it, so he sighed and said, "The two of us..."

"Yeah, I understand, I understand," Xiao Taoer interrupted him, with a dazed look, she reached out and patted his shoulder, "...Then where is he now, why did you come back to get his clothes?"

Wen Qing only said that Qi Yang's clothes were wet and he couldn't wear them anymore. Seeing Xiao Tao'er's lustful smile, he wondered what he was thinking, which made Wen Qing get goose bumps all over his body.

Xiao Taoer led Wen Qing to Qi Yang's room, and smiled obsequiously, "You can use it as you like, please do as you please."

Wen Qing entered the room dumbfounded.

Qi Yang's room is quite tidy, and there is a faint smell of desiccant in the room, Wen Qing opened the closet, as if unintentionally asking Xiao Tao'er in the living room.

"Xiao Taoer, how long have you known Qi Yang?"

Xiao Taoer brought Wen Qing a glass of water, handed it to him, thought for a while and said, "We have known each other for many years, but we were not very close before, we are about the same age."

Wen Qing nodded and took a sip of water.

Qi Yang’s cabinet was tidy and tidy, and the different clothes were neatly sorted. Wen Qing found that Qi Yang bought several pieces of the same style of clothes. He didn’t know how Qi Yang liked to match them, so he still took Qi Yang’s same style of clothes from yesterday. That set.

Chatting with Xiao Taoer casually, he tidied up his clothes, Xiao Taoer saw that he was almost done, and was about to go out of the room, when Wen Qing stopped him suddenly.

"Little Taoer," Wen Qing folded the clothes in his arms, took out a pocket from the closet, and asked casually, "You and Qi Yang have known each other for so long, do you know if he talked about it before?" in love?"

Xiao Taoer was stunned, he didn't expect Wen Qing to ask such a question, he scratched his head, in his impression Wen Qing was not such a person who would go to the bottom of someone's love history.

Seeing Xiao Taoer in a daze, Wen Qing smiled, "Why are you in a daze, I'll just ask a random question."

Xiao Taoer said, "Why do you ask me about this, ask Qi Yang."

Wen Qing spoke slowly, her voice was still light, but Xiao Tao'er felt a little stiff.

"Did Qi Yang know Ming Jin before?"

Wen Qing glanced at him, gritted her teeth, "...that is the star who is gone."

Xiao Taoer slowly grasped her fingers tightly without saying a word.

"Hey, why are you nervous, I'm just curious," Wen Qing patted the bag and held it in his hand, "Ordinary people like us can still have relationships with celebrities."

Xiao Taoer asked, "...Qi Yang told you?"

Wen Qing smiled, "How could he talk about his ex-boyfriend? He mentioned it in his sleep. I was worried when he had nightmares."

Last night Wen Qing slept soundly until she heard Qi Yang calling Ming Jin's name in a low voice.

One after another, the voice was deep and depressing, with an unspeakable pain, the brows were tightly knit together, and the cold sweat continued on the face.

Wen Xingxing came to help him wipe his sweat, patted his back lightly, and quietly listened to Qi Yang calling the name of the person who left five or six years ago. As if being grabbed by something, Qi Yang's voice slammed on it word by word, every word oozing blood.

The name Mingjin was deeply imprinted in Wen Qing's heart. After being shocked at first, Wen Qing calmed down, thinking that it was just someone with the same pronunciation, until he heard his own name that died five or six years ago.

Mingjin, Mingjin...I'm not Xiao An...Mingjin...Mingjin...

The veins on Qi Yang's neck jumped up, Wen Qing gently calmed his heaving chest, and pressed his lips tightly.

Wen Qing felt that his hands were shaking violently, he grasped his hands and bit them with his teeth, the teeth marks were clearly visible.

Then he kept his eyes closed in a daze, his head was very messy, and he fell into a drowsy sleep, until the morning when he slowly closed his eyes.

Wen Qing asked Xiao Tao'er step by step slowly, and slowly followed his words, and suddenly felt that Guan Ming had made a mistake.

He said he wouldn't lie, but he just didn't have the time to lie.

Look at how smoothly he's playing with Xiao Tao'er now.

Wen Qing took the pocket and bid farewell to Xiao Taoer. When she came out of Qi Yang's house, she felt weak all over, closed the door and slowly squatted down along the door, covering her face with her hands, trembling slightly.

He said he couldn't ask for it.

He said he would love to be his bed partner.

He said that he tortured him to death on the bed.

He said he still loves him.

He also said, fortunately, now that he has you, he will definitely be able to get out of the past, after all, he has been alone for so many years.

He also smiled and patted him on the shoulder, Qi Yang will be handed over to you, Wen Qing.

Wen Qing forgot how she answered just now, she seemed to be quite calm, and smiled at Xiao Taoer, saying, leave it to me.

Wen Qing's face turned pale, his pocket was thrown aside, he buried his head in his knees, he stood up until he felt numb under his feet, staggered, took the pocket and went downstairs.

Wen Qing was walking on the road in a trance, feeling a sudden burning pain in the back.

In fact, it’s not as good as what they said to Qi Yang. They did it very violently. Qi Yang asked him several times. He gritted his teeth and endured it all the time. When a man enters the body, the discomfort is far greater than the enjoyment.

Wen Qing recalled that last night he pestered her until midnight, and that person had done such a thing with Ming Jin.

Wen Qing couldn't imagine that a man like Qi Yang would even be willing to be inferior to others.

Maybe that's not what he cares about.

Perhaps what he cares about is whether Qi Yang knows who he is, or whether Qi Yang knows that Wen Qing is Xiao An, and that Xiao An who killed Ming Jin is Wen Qing.

Does he know that the person who caused him to beg him is the lover who is standing in front of him now.

"Wen Qing, why are you in a daze." Qi Yang took the trousers from Wen Qing's hands, and shook them in front of Wen Qing.

"Oh, it's okay." Wen Qing waved his hands and smiled at him.

Qi Yang looked at him, didn't say anything, got dressed and went out with Wen Qing.

"By the way," Qi Yang hit the gas pedal, adjusted the rearview mirror, and turned to look at Wen Qing, "Just now Ni'er called to say that we're going to get together tonight, are you free, can you go?"

Wen Qing thought for a while, "I'm fine."

"Then I'll pick you up from the tea room after class, around six o'clock." Qi Yang said.

"Okay, I'm done waiting for you in the tea room."

"kindness."

Wen Qing kept clenching his fingers tightly, Qi Yang saw it and asked him, "Are you... not feeling well?"

Wen Qing trembled slightly, shook her head and said it was all right.

Qi Yang glanced at him again, then drove the two of them away.

Wen Qing bit his lip, when Qi Yang asked him if he was unwell, his mind was full of Qi Yang and Ming Jin, he didn't know what was wrong with him, it was obviously five or six years ago, he could still feel Qi Yang's attitude towards this kind of Be careful.

He couldn't imagine what Mingjin had done to him back then, just thinking about their first failure on the sofa, his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe, he didn't know who he hurt.