Let go of the past

Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, Li Ziqing was stunned. The people outside obviously had no patience at all, so he knocked on the door twice again, with anger in his tone: "Open the door."

Li Ziqing came to his senses, hurriedly put down the things in his hands, walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door, Ji Bing put his suit jacket on his arm. Inside was a dark green cashmere waistcoat and a black shirt of fine texture. The tie was untied and the collar was loose, revealing a sharp neckline. The whole person looked decadent and sinister. , like a wandering poet visiting an old castle late at night.

Ji Bing walked in, casually hung his coat on the hook in the entrance, bent over to open the shoe cabinet, took a look, frowned slightly, Li Ziqing suddenly remembered something, and hurried to the bedroom, "I washed the slippers yesterday, It’s drying on the balcony, wait for me to get it.”

Ji Bing straightened up, folded his arms against the wall of the entrance and waited, his eyes followed Li Ziqing to a place he couldn't see.The warm yellow wall lamp was turned on in the living room, imprinted in his eyes, silently repelling the previous slump and depression a little.

After a while, Li Ziqing came out of the bedroom, put the slippers on the floor, and said in a relaxed tone, "I thought you wouldn't be back until next week."

Ji Bing didn't want to explain at first, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the eyes of the other party staring at him, they were clear and soft, he paused, and said in a flat tone: "Of course I'm done, I'll come back naturally."

Li Ziqing groaned, staring at the movement of him bending over to change his shoes in silence, Ji Bing noticed something strange in the atmosphere, straightened up and asked him: "What's wrong with you?"

Li Ziqing looked away, his expression seemed to be struggling in his heart, Ji Bing looked at him steadily, frowned after a while, and said bluntly: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Li Ziqing took a deep breath, looked at him again with desperate determination, "I'm looking for a house recently." His tone was natural, as if he was just discussing what to have for breakfast, "I can move after signing the contract." ,you--"

Ji Bing's face became more and more gloomy as he spoke, and finally couldn't bear him to finish, so he interrupted directly, "What house are you looking for?" Unable to control his excitement, he stepped forward and held Li Ziqing's hand. With both shoulders, he pressed the person against the wall, and stared at him with burning eyes: "You can't live in such a big place? Are you going to the palace?"

Li Ziqing's eyes were calm, and he even looked at him with a smile, but his trembling voice easily exposed his emotions on the verge of collapse, "Didn't you say you want to break up?" He twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly , lowered his head and stopped looking at him, "I'm not looking for a house, so should I sleep on the street?"

"I——" Ji Bing panted heavily, his expression seemed to be very angry, and the strength of his hands tightened uncontrollably: "Li Ziqing, are you talking about it? I said break up, not break up! Who the hell is with me?" You said you were breaking up?"

"Is there a difference?" Li Ziqing raised his head suddenly, his eyes were also fierce, his eyes were red and faintly steamed, like a small animal that has been wronged, waving its little claws at the opponent with all its strength, "by You are in control of everything?"

Ji Bing turned his face away and looked away, as if trying his best to manage his emotions, the two of them faced each other right next to each other, their breath was full of each other's breath.

"The reason." About half a minute later, Ji Bing restrained his manic expression, looked at him calmly, and sounded like he was negotiating: "There must be a reason for breaking up, right?"

"The reason? Ji Bing, did you tell me the reason when you called me to tell me you were breaking up?"

Ji Bing's eyes were full of displeasure: "Now I'm asking you."

"Xie Jiaqi, right?" Li Ziqing took the initiative to answer for him, "Ji Bing, you went to America with her. If you have a clear conscience, just tell me, what did you go to do?"

Ji Bing dodged his gaze for a moment, but quickly grasped another important point, and asked Li Ziqing aggressively: "Who told you? Bai Lisheng?"

"Don't change the subject."

"You were the one who thanked Jiaqi first."

Li Ziqing's face turned pale, his chest heaved up and down, he stared at Ji Bing for a moment, then suddenly bent down with a pained expression, and then slowly squatted down against the wall, with one hand resting on his stomach, while the other instinctively pressed Grabbing Ji Bing's sleeve firmly, he led the other party to bend over, watching his thin body slowly curl up into a ball, with a faint trembling.

"What are you doing..." Ji Bing thought for a moment that the other party was playing tricks on purpose, but seeing that his face was pale as paper in the blink of an eye, his heart tightened suddenly, and he asked anxiously and anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Stomach pain..." Li Ziqing tightly grabbed his sleeve and refused to let it go. The sudden pain in his stomach caused a feeling of nausea and dizziness. Take a breath: "...the medicine box is on the left side of the study...the top shelf, help me...take it, okay?"

Ji Bing's broad palm caressed his side face, and the skin touched by his palm was slightly cool. He looked at Li Ziqing like this, but suddenly a fragmented memory that seemed to be similar to him flashed in his mind. He had seen such a Li Ziqing, who endured such pain, but instinctively used himself as the only support, Li Ziqing in his youth, his Li Ziqing.

Memories belonging to the past are like ripples on the surface of the water, suddenly appearing, and disappearing after a while, without any trace.

What appeared in front of Ji Bing at this moment was a young Li Ziqing, his outline changed from soft to clear, and his lively childishness faded away. There seemed to be thousands of words hidden between his eyebrows and eyes, and finally they all kneaded into an inextricable melancholy and worry.

Ji Bing bit by bit opened the opponent's hand that was holding on to his sleeve, and when he raised his head to look at him, his eyes full of shock and disappointment, he let out a word without saying a word. He lifted the man from the ground with his arms and walked straight towards the bedroom.

Li Ziqing kicked his legs and struggled twice, Ji Bing tightened his arms, and said with a worried expression: "Don't move around."

"Your watch hit me." Li Ziqing protested softly: "It hurts..."

Ji Bing didn't stop, but walked to the bed at a faster speed, put him on the bed gently, looked down at him and asked, "Where is it?"

"The middle of the back..." Li Ziqing stretched out his hand to touch the back, but was slapped by Ji Bing on the way, and lightly reprimanded: "Don't touch it randomly, I'll show you."

Li Ziqing looked very aggrieved when he withdrew his movements. He lowered his head, moved his lips, and murmured softly: "The back hurts, the stomach hurts, everything hurts..." He raised his head, his eyes were red, and his nose twitched. Twitching, looking at the person beside him who was watching him, he slowly said: "I'm in so much pain, Ji Bing..."

Ji Bing's face was as sinking as water, and he looked calm, but his heart was already turned upside down.He stretched out his hand to caress the hair on Li Ziqing's forehead, looked at him deeply, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "Then what should I do so that you don't feel pain?"

Suddenly, the shadow in front of him flickered, and when Ji Bing came to his senses, Li Ziqing's neck was firmly held by Li Ziqing, and his body was involuntarily pressed against him.The two of them both fell on the bed, but the instigator looked innocently at Ji Bing who was pressing on him, then raised his head and touched his lips lightly, saying in a low voice, "...kiss, it won't hurt anymore."

Ji Bing's eyes staring at him gradually changed, Li Ziqing looked at him, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and then saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down, his eyes finally became dangerous.

Ji Bing's breathing became short of breath, and he was about to pull the buttons of his jacket, but Li Ziqing held him down halfway, looking into his eyes with clear and desireless eyes, and asked abruptly: "Is this a breakup cannon?" ?"

Ji Bing seemed to be poured over his head with a basin of cold water in an instant, Yuhuo melted his anger, he reached out and grabbed Li Ziqing's chin, but a cool smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "Okay, if you Serve me comfortably, don't need to sleep on the street, this house is yours."

"Mr. Ji is so generous." Li Ziqing praised.

"I have always been generous with my bed partner." Ji Bing looked at him, and said slowly, "Li Ziqing, do you think that you are the only one by my side for so many years?"

With a single sentence, Ji Bing successfully saw Li Ziqing as if he had been cast with a body-holding technique instantly, and stared at him with wide eyes in amazement, filled with emotions of disappointment and shock, and finally all of them turned into nothingness, and fell into a cloud. The dying light.

You asked for it, Li Ziqing.

Ji Bing said to himself in his heart, you can easily say things like breaking up and moving out to anger me, why can't I get revenge?

Li Ziqing froze there as if his soul had come out of his body, but Ji Bing had been completely fired up, but no matter what kind of fire it was, it was obvious that he needed to vent heartily at this moment.So, he took out the lubricating oil from the drawer of the bedside table with ease, and stripped off the other party's trousers. Without foreplay or kissing, he directly unbuttoned the belt buckle and took off the trousers, and put on two skinny pairs. Legs, as soon as he stood up, he completely pushed his desire in.

Li Ziqing let out a suffocating cry from his throat, but his struggling movement was instantly suppressed by Ji Bing, staring at his tear-filled eyes, and said with a smile while brute forcefully doing it: "It's the same thing anyway." As for the house, shouldn't I pay back the money?"

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Li Ziqing struggled with an extremely painful expression, his voice trembled and dissipated in the air, and the people on his body were completely indifferent.

"Ji Bing..." He finally started calling out his name, and the sobbing sound of begging for mercy made people feel compassionate, "Please..."

"What do you want me to ask?" Ji Bing brushed away the broken hair that had already been soaked in cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at him with burning eyes covered in desire.

"Please... stop... ah..." The trembling begging for mercy ended suddenly and turned into a series of broken moans, but it was Ji Bing who stood up suddenly and pushed him to the deepest point, taking advantage of the situation to push the opponent Picked up from the bed, opened his mouth to bite his small earlobe, and then tightly tightened him in his arms.

"Li Ziqing," he gasped and whispered into his lover's ear, and sighed forgetfully, "Why on earth did I..." But in the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, as if the spiritual platform was clear in an instant, and a glimmer of darkness flashed in his eyes, Then Li Ziqing was pressed on the bed again, and the second round of siege began.

On the coffee table in the living room, Li Ziqing's cell phone vibrated continuously for more than two minutes before finally returning to silence.

More than a minute later, the phone vibrated again. A new message came in and the screen turned on. The missed calls displayed on it all came from the same person—Bai Lisheng.