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Against the night light, the silver bottle cap depicts a round embarrassment. It rolled from one palm to the other, and then rolled on the ground, sleeping alone for half the night.

Yao Jianqi picked up the bottle cap with bare feet, and re-identified the meaning on it: slightly drunk, drunk after drinking.

It fits the moment very well.

He tossed the bottle cap into the trash can, walked a few steps to the door, folded it back halfway, and opened the drawer at the bottom of the sofa.

"It was quite sudden, but I was really not impulsive."

"See where you're going, Boss Qi, I have no problem with you, I just want to give myself a vacation..."

"The vacation is a bit long, but I haven't taken any vacation before. I will stick to my post during the Chinese New Year. Just because of my hard work over the years, let me go."

"I know this is a good opportunity, and I will explain it to them at the training side...don't keep it for me, I won't be back this year—"

The bare shoulders were suddenly covered with a layer of fabric, not fresh, but a similar tactile feeling that had been washed and dried for many years.

The voice stopped abruptly, and Yao An's cell phone was taken away while he was tilting his head.

"Hi, I'm Yao Jianqi." Yao Jianqi put the screen to his ear, and made a silent gesture to Yao An.

"I accidentally overheard your call just now. If I guessed correctly, you should be Yao An's boss."

The evening wind was blowing, Yao An leaned against the balcony railing, tightened his shawl, glanced at it, and felt familiar for no reason.

"Excuse me..." Yao Jianqi withdrew his finger and stroked Yao An's wet hair back, "Is Yao An asking you to resign?"

His fingers were more scratchy than the wind, and Yao An's waist ached for no reason when he thought of what he had done with this hand not long ago.

"Please don't agree."

Yao An came back to his senses and finally remembered his mobile phone, but it was too late.

Yao Jianqi looked at him and said, "He will return on time, I promise."

The fluorescence suddenly went out, together with the small piece of skin under Yao Jianqi's earlobe, Yao An even forgot to hold his shawl, leaned forward and said, "Yao Jianqi?"

Yao Jianqi answered him, throwing the phone backwards to the sofa in the living room.

"How can you guarantee it?" Yao An smiled, "Pack me up and send it back?"

"That's right." Yao Jianqi nodded, "The package is still delivered by air."

Yao An: "Air transport? Do you want me to fly?"

"Yeah." Yao Jianqi said, "At 10:40 am the day after tomorrow, Terminal 2."

"Yo, so accurate." Yao An continued.

"Of course, the tickets are all printed, do you want to see it?"

"Look at it."

The two sang together, Yao Jianqi also cooperated, turned around and went to the bedroom, and came out after a while, with both hands empty.

As he approached Yao An, he gradually saw it clearly, and gradually became cold and outstanding.

"Are you kidding me?!"

He hastily pulled out the piece of carbon thermal paper, and looked at it against the tip of his nose in the darkness, but he couldn't read a few words.

"you……"

Yao An put down the ticket, and there was no one in sight. He lowered his head and saw that Yao Jianqi had squatted down, holding his left calf, and tapped his calf with his fingertips. That muscle was very hard.

"What are you doing?" Yao An resisted not shrinking back.

"Lift your feet." Yao Jianqi shook the slippers in his hand.

He didn't feel it when he was barefoot on the ground, but when he stepped back into his shoes, he felt that the soles of his feet were a bit cold. Before getting up, Yao Jianqi twisted his right leg and said, "Is this the soleus muscle? What a good figure."

"Don't think about dropping the flower gun." Yao An dragged him up, "This trick is useless."

Yao Jianqi leaned against him, put his hands on the railings beside Yao An, and smiled: "It's still useful."

Yao An ordered himself to sit still, the ticket was thrown in the air, and he asked for confirmation again: "Is this fake, huh?"

Yao Jianqi shook his head: "The 316 euro fake ticket is not worth it."

"..." Yao An stared at him for a long time, making sure that there was no trace of a joke on his face, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Are you serious?" he asked.

Yao Jianqi took a good rest and tilted his head on his shoulder: "I'll choose a seat by the window for you, okay?"

"What are you doing!" Yao An jumped up, and half of his shawl fell off. He turned Yao Jianqi to face him, and shook him vigorously, "Yao Jianqi, what are you thinking? Didn't we all agree?!"

Yao Jianqi shook with him a few times, without any excess water coming out of his head, he picked up the shawl at the corner in no hurry, folded it back on Yao An's shoulders, and said: "You agreed, I But I didn't say it."

"I..." Yao An retorted subconsciously, but the memory was repeated several times in his mind, but he couldn't find evidence that Yao Jianqi also agreed with it.

"Look." Yao Jianqi spread his palms.

Yao An stayed in place for a while, like a still picture.

He suddenly asked: "Will you be angry if I tear up the ticket?"

Yao Jian smiled grinningly, and pulled the tassel of the shawl, whirling in front of Yao An's chest.

"Don't make trouble."

Just this one sentence completely dispelled his previous thoughts.

Yao An held up the ticket and scraped vigorously on his scalp, still puzzled: "Why?"

Yao Jianqi put his hands on his shoulders, hooked his index fingers together, and his whole body slowly relaxed like flowing: "When you were in the art museum that day, you said that I should have my own life."

"—I didn't make a decision because of this sentence." He resolved Yao An's unspoken question in time, "It's because you said that you will never leave."

Yao An frowned, Yao Jianqi knew his doubts without looking.

"Sometimes we don't know what the commitment itself means."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao An really became anxious and responded urgently: "I will do what I say, you don't believe me?"

Yao Jianqi smiled, leaned against Yao An's shoulder and neck, and answered irrelevant questions: "Do you still remember the second time you saw the old lady next door, when she came to give us croissants, how did I introduce you to her?" ?”

Although Yao An was in a panic, he couldn't help recalling it to him. He remembered it without any effort, because Mrs. Dubuick's expression of being so surprised that she could eat an apple was still fresh in his memory.

"This is my elder brother whom I have not seen for many years." Yao Jianqi's voice quietly overlapped with when he translated it to himself at that time, "He is also my lover who came from afar."

Yao An's eyes fell back, and he moved to the hand under his chin.

"That's what you told the security guard the other day when you came to the museum." Yao Jianqi tilted his head slightly, and walked to his collarbone with his hand, "Probably."

Yao An had to admit that the skeleton was slightly ups and downs, and asked again: "How do you know?"

"Everyone knows." Yao Jianqi looked at him, "Here, at school, and even to a drunk in a bar last time, that's how I introduced you."

"You don't think it's unacceptable, do you?" Yao Jianqi added.

"Of course not." Yao An immediately denied, "You admit to being with me, I'm not happy yet."

"Yeah, you won't be afraid or disgusted, and you won't even feel flustered when you kiss me on the street." Yao Jianqi's palm got into the shawl and stuck to him, "Because that's now, we are here."

The shawl fluttered, the air was filled with wind, and Yao An turned naked again.

He didn't care how Yao Jianqi pulled it off with a single movement, but concentrated on answering.

"It will be the same in the future." He promised, "I will love you openly, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, I will show you."

His words suddenly made Yao Jianqi understand what it means to be tempted and forbearing.

Because in the smallest unit of time, he hesitated, thinking about what he would do next.

"That's good." After countless femtoseconds passed, Yao Jianqi said, "Prove it to me."

"Okay." The other party responded without even thinking about it, it was so pure that it almost made him feel that he was gnashing his teeth.

The air ticket in Yao An's hand was taken away, and it fell lightly into the dark layer of the house like a piece of manuscript paper. When he landed, Yao Jianqi knocked him against the cool railing.

He's no longer unfamiliar with the movement, nor with the meaning behind it, but that doesn't mean he won't be surprised.

"Are you crazy?!" Yao An leaned on the railing, holding Yao Jianqi's panting, "Here?"

What answered him was a top-to-bottom thin blanket, covering the entanglement of the two people. Yao Jianqi squeezed the ends of the shawl into his palm and said, "Don't you want to prove it to me?"

"That's not what I said!" Yao An looked back at him fiercely.

Yao Jianqi kissed the end of his eyes and said, "Start from this."

He is really crazy.

Not only Yao Jianqi, but when Yao An was facing the entire city on his chest, he was still submerged in a black sweet feeling, he could see the horizon, where the plain was shaking.

The fabric is pleated in a mess, hiding two fresh, screaming bodies. The process of deepening is always endless, just like intermittent kisses pieced together words, indoor or outdoor, whether there is another pair of eyes for insight, they all Ignore it, or don't care about it.

Pain is still unavoidable, just like what they have always given to each other, the years between mountains and seas, alcoholism, smoking, insomnia... It is their violence against themselves.

Yao An gradually became dizzy as he leaned up and down. The recent sweat drops were like raindrops on the grass, which was evaporated by Ruyi and stood on top of it.

Yao Jianqi could no longer kiss calmly, he became uncontrollably drunk, almost alcoholic, he didn't obey orders, even if he had heard the sudden "slow down" that was right next to him, it wasn't that he refused, he did less than.

"Bang", the unknown potted plant was kicked over, together with the desire for the whole summer.

"Every time I miss you, I will play that recording to listen." Yao Jianqi hugged the soft shell that suddenly curled up, and said, "Your voice still hasn't changed, it's the same when you climax."

Yao An was stunned for a while, then turned around in a daze, and only when he met Yao Jianqi's eyes did he really understand what he meant by "recording".

"You...why do you still keep it?" He couldn't turn around, not because of shame, "Delete it soon!"

"That can't be done." Yao Jianqi's smile scratched his neck, "I still have to rely on that for a year."

The person in her arms paused for a moment after hearing this, and said, "That's not necessary." Yao An moved, and said, "I'm here."

Fortunately, he didn't dare to look back, otherwise, he would find that the will in Yao Jianqi's eyes was so fleetingly unstable, wandering before aiming and releasing, dangerous and gentle at the same time.

Yao Jianqi licked and licked his index finger and middle finger, and then his warm and cool fingertips touched Yao An's chest, more intimate than the evening mist sticking to his skin.

"Let's do it when the time comes."

The cloth stood up with difficulty in Yao An's hands, and when it almost spilled, Yao Jianqi grabbed the back of Yao An's left hand, and his fingertips slipped in between his fingers, and then rubbed back, matching the frequency behind him.

"Wh-when?" Yao An bit and moaned, leaned on the railing, and was picked up from the night by him again.

Yao Jianqi held his chin, and before he could use any force, the other party instinctively kissed him.

"Meet you next time." The words crashed between his lips, and Yao Jianqi knocked into Yao An's left hand, completely overlapping, "I want to see you do the things in the recording with my own eyes."

in the recording.

Yao An can't help but think of that spring, the lingering under high pressure, it turned out that they had already been shameless, and their secrets were discovered by the sky.

"You really..." Once again, Yao An experienced the kind of joy that absolutely cannot be brought to him by relying on imagination and the palm of his hand. Before that, he asked, "Do you really want to let me go?"

The person behind him didn't speak at first, but just held his waist, in a kind of extreme thirst, like a child, penetrating without rules and without rules.

"No." He heard him say, "I asked you to wait for me to come back."

There is a ray of light piercing the eastern horizon without warning, pouring out all the roofs and balconies, standing on the clouds and making love. Those who love know best, what is very similar to the sky at dawn.

It flows down the calf, comfortable, light and gentle.

Yao An opened his eyes, and by daylight, he saw clearly the simple nostalgic fleece with entwined plaids, and when he heard Yao Jianqi ask "Do you remember it", he finally felt the same season five years ago before it was too late , the boy who kept the images and memories of the whole room while traveling, and finally only took away his scarf.

He turned around and gave him an incredibly detailed hug.

"As long as you lie beside me, I'm afraid of the morning." Yao Jianqi closed his eyes lightly, "Because the moment I see you, I don't want to go anywhere before I have time to say or do anything."

"However, every time you smile at me before you fully wake up, it will suddenly give me the courage to walk into this world."

Yao An heard Yao Jianqi exhale a mouthful of thin and warm air, and wrapped his hands around the soft material, they touched the tip of their noses and breathed together.

"Jianqi, I... don't know how to describe it." He fell asleep on Yao Jianqi's earlobe with a hoarse voice, and he was so sincerely embarrassed, "Although I often say that I like fruits that don't spit out seeds, like summer, and Friday. And a little more freedom... But, I think that's all overblown.

"Only loving you is not."

Yao Jianqi opened his eyes belatedly, and saw fish-white silk threads passing through their embracing posture, while Yao An seemed to be transparent because he could see the poems in his lungs.

"I know." Yao Jianqi smiled softly, "It's like to me, you are greater than the sum of everything."

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The author says:

The full version is in the forum, thank you for your reading, patience and tolerance, and thanks to the little friends who have been following the updates all the time. Your feedback has given me great encouragement.There are still some stories that have not been explained, so let’s talk about them slowly on the sidelines (it takes a little bit of time), see you then, and wish everyone a Merry Christmas in advance! !