Let go of the past

The hotel door was pushed open from the outside, Li Ziqing walked in, stopped in the middle of the living room, turned back and asked Ji Bing: "You live here these days?"

Ji Bing threw his coat on the sofa casually, and walked up to him with a relaxed expression: "Recently, there are too many things to do, and I haven't spared time to find a house, but staying in a hotel is also beneficial, saving trouble and convenience."

Li Ziqing didn't speak, stepped forward to support his arm, and unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt two or three times, "Show me the wound."

Ji Bing withdrew his arm, looked at him fondly and amusedly: "What's so interesting about the wound."

Li Ziqing stubbornly grabbed his sleeve: "I just want to see it."

Ji Bing smiled hippie: "If you really want to, I'll show you other places"

Li Ziqing said seriously, "I'm not joking with you."

Ji Bing suppressed his smile, and looked into his eyes with burning eyes: "Then you stay tonight and help me change my medicine tomorrow morning, and you will see it naturally."

Li Ziqing lowered his eyes, slowly retracted his hands, turned around and walked to the window without saying a word.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the top-floor suite have a wide view. Looking down from a height, the lights of S City at night are gorgeous, dreamlike, like a spread of beautiful silk.

Ji Bing approached him and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. After a while, he said slowly, "Did you talk to your Uncle Li again?"

"No."

Ji Bing turned his head to look at him, and sincerely suggested: "Then shall I go talk to him?"

"No need." Li Ziqing paused, then changed the topic, and said suddenly: "Ji Bing, let's live together."

He turned around and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were firm and determined, "I've been waiting until now, and I don't want to be separated from you anymore."

Ji Bing was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a smile that couldn't be hidden between his brows and eyes, "Is this a marriage proposal in another sense?"

Li Ziqing reached out and touched his chest. Through a thin layer of shirt, there was a beating heart under his palm, "Then will you marry me?"

Ji Bing held his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Could it be too perfunctory?"

Li Ziqing sighed, but his tone was joking: "You and I don't have much right now, if you think I'm a poor boy and refuse to marry, I'll..."

"How about you?" Ji Bing waited leisurely for his next words.

Li Ziqing grabbed his tie, leaned over and kissed it domineeringly, and let go after a while, staring at the wet lips of the man in front of him, with sly and eager eyes: "I have no choice but to force you to marry me in."

Ji Bing hugged the man by the waist, rubbing against him with a certain part of his lower body through the material of the cloth, looking like he was ready to go, and said in a low voice: "Then I have to inspect the goods first."

Li Ziqing shifted his gaze to his arm, "Do you remember to eat or not?"

Ji Bing licked his lower lip, with aggrieved and innocent eyes: "You also said that we haven't seen each other for three days."

"The wound doesn't hurt anymore?"

This question is not important, but it reminded someone, and immediately began to push his nose to his face, drooping the corners of his mouth, making an expression of extreme aggrievedness, and then hugged Li Ziqing tightly, and buried his head in his chest In the dimple of the neck, the hair rubbed against the ears, and he said muffledly: "It hurts like hell, so I urgently need comfort."

Li Ziqing patted him on the head: "Good boy, it's time to change the medicine."

"Change it tomorrow."

Li Ziqing continued to divert the topic: "Who changed the medicine for you before?"

"I changed it myself." His tone was very pitiful.

Li Ziqing sighed: "Thanks for your hard work, I will change it for you in the future."

"anything else?"

Li Ziqing pretended to be confused: "What?"

Ji Bing raised his head angrily, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and there was a clear desire in his eyes: "I want to..."

Li Ziqing pushed his head away, "I'll think about it after the injury is healed."

When it was over, I added another sentence: "When did you learn to act like a baby?"

Although Ji Bing failed to get what he wanted, he didn't show too much unhappiness. His eyes were illuminated by the light outside the window like stars, and he looked at Li Ziqing and said slowly, "Don't you like it?"

"Very good," Li Ziqing went over and kissed him on the forehead, "I like it very much."

The just-right atmosphere was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the doorbell, a trace of surprise flashed in Ji Bing's eyes, he let go of Li Ziqing, walked over quickly and opened the door.

A hotel staff with a sweet smile stood outside, bowed respectfully to him, and said politely, "Mr. Ji, do you need to change your medicine tonight?"

"..." Ji Bing's face was condensed, and the waiter's heart skipped a beat, and then he refused in a deep voice: "...No need."

The door was closed with a click, and the sudden embarrassment was brought back into the room, and Li Ziqing's meaningful ridicule sounded behind him: "Did you change it by yourself, or by your own people?"

Ji Bing was stunned by his blunt and sarcastic words, and frowned slightly: "That's just a hotel waiter, and he's not the same person every day."

"Very good." Li Ziqing had a playful expression: "Every day feels fresh."

"..."

Ding dong, the doorbell rang again.

Ji Bing opened the door impatiently, and when he saw who was coming, he frowned even tighter, "What's the matter?"

"So angry?" The visitor joked calmly, "Isn't it time for me to come?"

Ji Bing lost his temper unintentionally, restrained his expression slightly, and asked again: "What's the matter?"

The person who came didn't hold back anymore, handed him a hard leather document bag, and explained: "Didn't you ask me to ask about the house for you? I asked someone to find a few sets according to your requirements, and the floor plans are all in it. Choose."

Ji Bing took it and nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The man smiled harmlessly, and wentssip by the way: "I heard you were kicked out?"

Ji Bing was too lazy to talk, and said perfunctorily: "Otherwise, why are you looking for a house?"

"Tsk," the man waved his hand at him without getting to the bottom of it, "Let's go, take your time."

Ji Bing closed the door, turned around and walked into the house, passed by Li Ziqing, and handed him the file bag, with a flattering tone: "You should read it first."

Li Ziqing pushed away the thing he handed over, "It's too late, I'll see it tomorrow." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom, but stopped halfway there, turned around and asked Ji Bing, "You can't touch the water with your arms, Do you want someone to help you take a shower?"

With a snap, the file bag was ruthlessly thrown on the sofa, and Ji Bing strode towards him, "Then let's go together."

After taking a bath for nearly an hour, when Li Ziqing came out wrapped in a bathrobe, his whole face was blush seductively. I don't know if it was from the heat or some other unspeakable reason.

Ji Bing came out with a bath towel around his waist, picked up the document bag discarded on the sofa, went to the bed and opened it, Li Ziqing, who had already got into the quilt, looked over, his eyes came from his sharp Glancing across his chest muscles, he asked puzzledly, "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Let me see first, sleep if you're sleepy."

Li Ziqing simply turned over and got up, "Then I want to watch it too."

Ji Bing was sitting on the head of the bed, and Li Ziqing was resting on his other uninjured arm, holding the blueprints of the house in both hands, and clicking his tongue while looking at them: "These areas are too big."

Ji Bing rubbed his hair, disapprovingly said: "The house should be spacious."

"But we only live together, isn't it a waste of such a big house? In case you work overtime or go on a business trip again, I will be left alone. It's a bit..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and there was no sound at the end. Ji Bing looked at him playfully, and asked deliberately: "Are you afraid?"

Li Ziqing twisted his body unnaturally, and muttered: "...I'm a big man, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

The two cuddled together and discussed in a low voice while watching, Li Ziqing suddenly covered his mouth and yawned, Ji Bing pulled the blueprint out of his hand, and said softly, "Sleep, don't stay up."

There was water vapor in Li Ziqing's eyes, and he turned to look at him: "What about you?"

"I sleep too."

Li Ziqing came up to him and pecked his lips lightly, "Goodnight kiss."

After that night, the two of them took time to look at several houses one after another, but none of them liked Ji Bing very much. Li Ziqing finally realized the limit that someone can reach when it comes to finding fault.

Because in his understanding, for those well-furnished houses in excellent locations, the daunting aura given to them by money has already covered up any shortcomings in any sense.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the two of them who were both kicked out finally got tired of staying in the convenient and convenient hotel, and began to focus and take the matter of finding a house seriously.In the end, I chose a well-decorated existing house with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. The location is quiet, and after getting the full payment for the house, the two people who have no fixed place finally settled down in this city. .

On the day Li Ziqing moved out from Uncle Li's house, which he had lived in for more than 20 years, he didn't know which city he was on a business trip. He hesitated a few times, and finally called, but he didn't get through after waiting for a long time.

Ji Bing in the driver's seat saw the clue from his expression, and asked, "So after that day, you didn't talk to Uncle Li at all, did you?"

Li Ziqing finally nodded, with a confused and confused expression: "I don't know how to tell him, Uncle Li is very firm, he must break up with you."

"If one side is extreme, the other side can't be so tough, so that there is a chance to reach a consensus, otherwise we will never come together."

"But I also have a firm stand." Li Ziqing turned to look at him, his tone a little hasty: "Do you want me to really break up with you?"

Ji Bing grabbed his hand, "Although I also severed ties with my family, you and Uncle Li shouldn't be like this. Compared with me and my dad, you are more like father and son, and you are just acting angry now. , When you calm down completely one day, you will definitely be sad."

"Then what should we do now?" Li Ziqing said with a dazed expression, "...Uncle Li didn't even answer my calls."

Ji Bing smiled at him gently, took out his cell phone, "What's Uncle Li's cell phone number?"

Li Ziqing froze for a moment, realized what he was going to do, quickly reported the number he knew by heart, held his breath for a while, and watched the other party dialing nervously.

Ji Bing pressed the speakerphone, and the ringtone beeped twice before being cut off, followed by Uncle Li's calm and honest voice: "Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, Uncle Li, I'm Ji Bing."

The other party was silent, and did not hang up the phone immediately out of politeness, but waited for a few seconds before asking coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Uncle Li, Ziqing is right next to me. He can't get through to your phone, and I feel a little anxious. Do you want to talk to him?"

Uncle Li's heavy breathing was clearly transmitted through the phone, and after a pause of about ten seconds, he said slowly, "Ziqing, have you made up your mind?"

"Uncle Li," Li Zi cleared his throat and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I—"

"That's how it is." Uncle Li didn't give him a chance to continue, cut off his words indifferently, and said routinely: "I raised you up, and it's my utmost benevolence. The only thing I can't do to your father It’s just that I didn’t teach you well.”

For so many years, Li Ziqing has never heard a single word from Uncle Li about his parents, so he has always given him the illusion that the other party is just a stranger who kindly adopted him from a children's welfare home, but now it seems that, Obviously not.

Li Ziqing took the phone over, leaned closer and eagerly asked for confirmation: "Do you know my father?"

Uncle Li's voice seemed to become far away in an instant, and he slowly replied "Yes."

"My dad... how did he get away?"

Uncle Li paused for a moment and replied, "I don't know."

Li Ziqing didn't believe it at all, "You must know."

"I don't know." Uncle Li's tone became severe and indifferent again: "Ziqing, if you insist on being with that man, we will stop contacting him in the future."

The sound of the phone was cut off suddenly, and Li Ziqing subconsciously turned to look at Ji Bing, his expression lost for a moment.

Ji Bing obviously didn't expect things to be so ups and downs. After thinking for a moment, he explained softly: "I think this is good news. Uncle Li knows your father, and he raised you out of affection. What kind of relationship is this, if you two are involved after all, he won't completely abandon you."

Li Ziqing returned the phone to him and nodded silently.

"Be happy." Ji Bing stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck, pinched the smooth and tender flesh, doing it in the name of comfort, "Today is a happy housewarming."

The night dew fell in late autumn, and the sky and the earth were foggy. The car was driving fast on the wide bridge, and the towering street lamps along the way retreated, spreading into a bright light in the afterglow.

Ji Bing turned on the car stereo, and the stereo surround effect of the Sound of Berlin instantly filled the entire closed space with music.

The male singer hummed an English song with a clear voice, Li Ziqing's sanity was pulled back, he turned to look at Ji Bing, and said awkwardly and embarrassingly: "This song is not me..."

Ji Bing raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then turned his eyes back to look ahead, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he said leisurely: "You can record a song for me some other day, I think he can't sing as well as you."

"Is it necessary to be so flattering?" Li Ziqing's cheeks were red, and he whispered: "Others are professional."

"But I like your voice better." Ji Bing suddenly lowered his voice, and gave him a revealing look: "Especially when you're on the bed."

"..."

"Is it okay tonight?" Ji Bing really grabbed the topic and moved his injured arm by the way: "My arm is completely healed."

"you--"

A series of high-pitched and hasty sirens suddenly exploded in their ears, and the two of them were startled at the same time. Outside the window, a bus coming from the opposite direction, whether it was a brake failure or something, swayed back and forth and rushed straight towards them.At the critical moment, Ji Bing turned the steering wheel quickly, barely touching each other's body and staggering away from each other.

The danger didn't end there, however.

"Brake! Brake!" Li Ziqing's frightened voice changed, but it was too late. In order to avoid the oncoming bus, the car turned the steering wheel too full, and rushed straight towards the railing beside the bridge.

After the loud noise, the whole car finally stopped, the body was stuck at the railing, half was hanging from the bridge bank, and half was hanging in the air, crumbling.

In the car, Li Ziqing fell into a coma due to the violent impact, and the airbag popped up to protect his body from further damage.

"Ziqing..." Ji Bing shouted in a hoarse voice. The sudden accident made his face turn pale, his hands were cut by the smashed front window, and the blood was mottled.

"Ziqing! Ziqing!" He continued to call the other party's name in a panic and haste, but at this moment, the car body shook violently again, and there was a faint tendency to continue to fall.

"Fuck..." Ji Bing cursed, but didn't dare to act rashly.

The screams of passers-by calling for rescue could be faintly heard in my ears, and beside me was the unconscious side face of my lover, which was clear and blurred.

"I'm sorry." Ji Bing suddenly reached out and wiped the other person's face, the blood transferred to his lover's face, with a fierce and decisive color, he didn't have much time to think, but he had already made up his mind.

Ji Bing unbuckled his seat belt, then leaned over to rescue Li Ziqing from the seat, then stretched his arms, pushed open the co-pilot's door, pushed him out of the car without hesitation, and sent Li Ziqing safely. On the bridge.

The body lost its balance and slid down more rapidly.

"The people inside are still alive!" The passers-by who had just rushed over were overjoyed at first, but then exclaimed: "The car is about to fall!"

Then came the second one.

"My God, it really fell!"

"Is there anyone else in there?"

"Call the police, someone has fallen!"

"Is there still life in this fall?"

"Don't worry about it, let's save people first."

Ji Bing, who had no time to escape, fell into the river together with the car, and the passenger's door was tightly closed again by inertia, and the water that covered it was swift and piercing in an instant.His head was also hit back and forth a few times, his vision had begun to blur, a sense of suffocation spread, his heart was tightly restrained, and the remaining strength flowed out of his body.

Can't stand it anymore.

This was Ji Bing's last consciousness.

Ziqing should be safe.

He coughed, choking more water into his lungs.

That's good enough...