The next morning, the suit purchased by Han Qiao online arrived, and Xie Ruiyan's first reaction to the courier boy's ambiguous smile was

"That's it?"

Not little whips, not X-balls, not special leather coats, nothing scary and branchy, but two elegant silk dresses, and a top of fake fur.

Xie Ruiyan put on her hair, shook off the wine-red dress, her eyes showed 50.00% astonishment, 40.00% doubt, and [-]% eagerness to try.

Both of them are strong and fit, able to hold up long skirts, so Han Qiao didn't buy a bra, but just bought a suit.

Even though it was just like this, when Xie Ruiyan just saw Han Qiao shake off the pair of pants with lace and pink bow, his whole face turned red with shame.

"Don't you just say 'this'?"

"Don't say it."

"Why, you haven't worn it?"

"I only wear the outer skirt, not the inner!"

"I thought you women's clothing up owners are very professional, and you have to shave your legs."

"It's true to shave, but I didn't intend to wear women's clothing. It's the benefit of [-] fans. I usually wear men's clothing with short hair, a mask and a hat. Don't get me wrong."

"No mistake. Come on, put it on."

Xie Ruiyan took the initiative to cooperate, went to the second guard, and asked while shaving, "What does this mean?"

Han Qiao replied on the other end: "The meaning you thought of."

"Really? Do you wear it too?"

"Well, I wear them too."

Originally thought that the two of them took a group photo in the same frame, and taking pictures as a souvenir was already the limit, but Xie Ruiyan was shocked by the actual play. This was not a solution that Han Qiao could think of, it was too bold and outrageous.

Do curvy straight men need women's clothing?

Shouldn't it be used?

Thinking of this, Xie Ruiyan took a full set of cosmetics and rushed into Han Qiao's bathroom.

Neither of them had important jobs, so they put this matter in the top1 position, and everything was postponed, and an exciting commemoration was needed to confirm the relationship.

Bright eyes and white teeth, looking forward to the beauty, beauty x2, looking at each other, feeling warmth and a different kind of sentiment.

However, the original silky women's clothing plan went wrong.

"Han Qiao, do you feel it?"

"It's almost there. You don't have to worry about me, you can do it yourself."

Xie Ruiyan asked back: "Am I a beast?"

You two look at me, I look at you.

Xie Ruiyan tore off the fake hair on his head, and his voice changed back to normal: "Can you do it, you can't really stand up?"

Han Qiao smiled softly, but the expression on his face was very similar to when he said that Xie Ruiyan was his "personal therapist".

"If I really can't, what should I do?"

Xie Ruiyan shook his head violently, grabbed Han Qiao's dark deep V collar, and grabbed his lips to stick them together.

"I won't say anymore, you treat me as a fart."

Pedestrians came and went outdoors during the day, and there were neighbors receiving guests outside the house, but Xie Ruiyan didn't hear that, and just occupied Han Qiao's territory, forcing him to step back until his back was against the wall.

Xie Ruiyan's eyes were dark, he clasped Han Qiao's chin, pecked and kissed him a few times, the tip of his tongue was stained with the color of lipstick: "Mommy, you are so beautiful."

Han Qiao turned his face sideways and raised the corners of his lips: "You are more beautiful, baby."

"Then why don't you want to eat me?"

"You can eat me."

"I said, I'm not a beast."

Han Qiao didn't speak any more, and when he stepped back, he tripped over his lacquered black high-heeled shoes.Han Qiao let out a soft cry and fell into Xie Ruiyan's arms.

"be careful."

"Sorry, I didn't step on it firmly." Han Qiao raised his head, put his hands on Xie Ruiyan's shoulders, and smiled at him with red eyes, "Since I have thrown myself into your arms, don't you want to kiss me again?"

"Then close your eyes."

Han Qiao closed it as he said.

Xie Ruiyan kissed Han Qiao's eyelashes.

After dinner in the evening, Xie Ruiyan asked: "Why are you so calm? Didn't you say that you would react when you heard the accent? Didn't you say that blind kisses in bed would cause accidents? What about the reaction?"

"The body was numb, the heart was beating fast, but after that it was nothing."

"How can you get rid of x's indifferent personality?"

"Hmm..." Han Qiao lowered his eyes and tapped his finger on the table, "Back to the simplest and rude method, I'll go to the doctor to dispense some medicine. Or I'll be 0 and continue doing it like in the daytime, okay?"

All the clues were revealed unexpectedly in such a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere, and Xie Ruiyan discovered that there was not a single lie in Han Qiao's mouth.

When Han Qiao said "dispensing medicine or making 0", it seemed that he had made a lot of determination. There was no smile on his face, but his expression was solemn.

It's just that he was leaning on the back of the chair, revealing a small part of his thin and white waistline. He looked lazy and casual, still gentle and seductive.

Xie Ruiyan also frowned, looking intently, Han Qiao was right in front of him, he could see clearly and feel it, but that expression hurt him somehow.

Xie Ruiyan lowered his head, took off his slippers with his feet in light gray thin socks, and took turns kicking on Han Qiao's ankles wrapped in trousers.

He boasted to Han Qiao, saying that he likes Han Qiao's shortcomings, he likes everything about Han Qiao, and now he must love even his sexual indifference with tolerance.

But liking is one thing, and facing reality is another.There is no such good thing in this world. The person you like always has imperfections, and that imperfection runs counter to your expectations. He really can't do it, and he has to make compromises for you, or hurt you. own behavior.

No, this is not the original intention of liking.When you like someone, you should hope that the other person will get better, and you will not be wronged in one place.

But to love someone is to dedicate yourself, and there is no reason to ask the other person for it.

"Stepped on my ankle again."

"It's called an air kick."

"You might as well kick my stomach, the ankles are full of bones, and the feet don't feel good."

"What should I do if I kick my stomach and kill the child?"

Only then did Han Qiao show a little uncontrollable smile: "There is no child in the belly, only a dog."

Xie Ruiyan was turned against the general: "A dog is a dog."

"Do you need me to prescribe medicine, President Yan?"

"I don't want you to take medicine. I heard that taking medicine will hurt." Xie Ruiyan had a correct attitude, leaned against Han Qiao, and said, "No, we are like this, so many days have passed. Why can't I Fucking Plato? I can!"

"Really don't want it?"

Han Qiao's nasal voice was soft and greasy, like the first snow melting on the treetops, turning into a drop of water, hitting Xie Ruiyan's heart.

Han Qiao raised his hand, grabbed Xie Ruiyan's wrist, and drew circles in his palm.

"puppy."

Xie Ruiyan's mature and calm voice was broken in a second, and he pushed with his long arm to keep the distance: "Don't tease, don't tease, I can't hold back any more teasing!"

It was almost midnight at night, Xie Ruiyan was writing songs in his room, and the waste manuscripts were scattered all over the place.

Han Qiao couldn't wait for someone to sleep with him, so when he sent a message, Xie Ruiyan just responded to his emoji.

xry: [you sleep duck first]

No other text.

Han Qiao went to the door of the cat's room and knocked, but no one opened the door for him.

Han Qiao turned the handle and opened the door, the smell of alcohol almost made his knees go limp on the spot, and then he heard Xie Ruiyan's muffled moaning.

"Um..."

Xie Ruiyan sat between two boxes of wine and a pile of wine bottles, like a not-so-professional wine seller. He wanted to smile at Han Qiao, but his facial muscles were stiff, so he could only make a half-smile expression.

"How much did you drink?"

"Not much, I'm not drunk."

Han Qiao raised his eyes to count, and there were six empty wine bottles on the ground alone. When he picked them up, they were all high-quality vodka spirits.

Xie Ruiyan was not so strong that he mixed it with different drinks, otherwise he would perform a brain burst and vomit in the early morning of the next day.

But six bottles of vodka are enough to send a person with average physical condition to the ward, and he can't get up again.

"Don't torment yourself. If you have stomach problems or migraines, you won't get better if you don't take care of them for most of your life."

"No, Han Qiao, I still have to take care of you, how can I have such a chronic disease."

"You know it yourself."

Han Qiao's eyes were dim, and he took out a blue mask from the cabinet by the door and put it on to prevent himself from getting drunk from the smell of alcohol. He walked over and helped Xie Ruiyan up: "Since it's so painful, do you want to be with me..."

Break up with me?

Before he could say anything, the alcoholic kissed his lips through the mask, and even slipped away, leaving marks of alcohol and saliva.

There was no feeling of kissing with lips and flesh on the spot, which made both of them a little uncomfortable.

Han Qiao readjusted the angle of the mask on the bridge of the nose to prevent the smell of wine from entering his nostrils, but Xie Ruiyan's kiss just now stuck to the lower half of his face and floated into Han Qiao's lips.

A belated wine kiss.

Xie Ruiyan smelled of alcohol all over his body, his body was stiff, but he didn't show his face, there was no trace of drunkenness, and his eyes were clear, but Han Qiao's forehead was reddened by his smell.

"I'm sorry, I drank in Beethoven's room." Xie Ruiyan slid down against the desk again, with a hoarse voice, like a large abandoned dog, "You have just established a relationship with me, and you are thinking about not wanting me? ?”

"No, I'm just afraid that you will be uncomfortable. We don't get along in bed, don't we? During these days, I've seen you endure for me."

"Why." Xie Ruiyan let out a cry, then pinched his legs with his weak fingers, and took all the grievances back, "Han Qiao, tell me clearly, what's going on with you. Did you treat me wrong?" Do you respond? My makeup skills are very good, and I can still buy that kind of conjoined prosthetic breasts, as long as you are willing..."

Han Qiao kicked open the empty wine bottle, moved the wine box, sat beside Xie Ruiyan, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and patted Xie Ruiyan's pursed lips with his fingertips.

"It's not your problem, Ruiyan. I said that I don't have that kind of worldly desire. It's a joke, but it's also true. I like women psychologically, but I'm physically indifferent to everyone on an equal footing. During this time, I try to I tried many ways, but to no avail.”

"Then you don't usually... what?"

"I'm not a saint. Of course, I will do your daily brain supplements. It's just that the awakening state is rare and the frequency is very low."

"I... that, I have no brains..."

Xie Ruiyan lacked confidence.

Han Qiao smiled and asked, "Really?"

The two recalled the "vibration mode" exclusive to Xie Ruiyan at the same time, one laughed out loud, and the other blushed.

"I... have! Well, I have, I just like you, how about you?"

"I also have a preference." Han Qiao grabbed a small piece of hair and scratched Xie Ruiyan's nose with the end of the hair, making people sneeze and laugh, and finally did not put on that crying face.

Han Qiao doesn't have too many secrets, but he didn't tell Xie Ruiyan about the type he used to like.

Now when Xie Ruiyan asked, Han Qiao said everything: "My preference is also very stable."

Presumably, his mother passed away too early, and his longing turned into unknown emotions. Perhaps it was the Oedipus complex that made him attached to the same type of women since he was a child.

They should have dimples, like to laugh, and their temper should not be too good, and it is best to be violent and delicate.

Later, when he was a little older, Han Qiao enlightened himself, and differentiated into a clear physical obsession

The person he likes should have a darker complexion, less dark irises, harder hair, and a softer waist.

And these, Xie Ruiyan is very consistent, no wonder Han Qiao always smells his fragrance, the attraction is too strong to resist.

Xie Ruiyan saw Han Qiao's emotion of being caught in memories, so he didn't ask any more questions, but skipped to the next question.

Seriously, like a doctor asking about a patient's physical condition.

"What about the frequency?"

"Once or twice a month." After Han Qiao finished speaking, he pressed his forehead with Xie Ruiyan, "I know, you do it more than once or twice a week or even a day."

Xie Ruiyan: "..."

If you know it, you know it, why say it?It seems that he doesn't do anything every day, just do this kind of thing, he is like a dog, always rushing to the front line.

"How long was that one time?"

"Two to three hours."

"???"

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"I can't solve this problem. Have you seen a doctor?"

"I've seen it. The doctor said it's the sequelae of weight loss and migraine. It doesn't affect my health and doesn't meet the standard of disease. As long as I can bear the awakening frequency of this Buddhist system and the long-term back pain that comes with it, I don't need it." treat."

Han Qiao explained the situation briefly, Xie Ruiyan's expression was not complicated and awkward as expected, and he had been listening carefully, without any sign of an explosion.

"Now that I've confessed all my secrets, there's still time to return the product."

Han Qiao tried to relax his facial expression as much as possible, and turned his face slightly to prevent Xie Ruiyan from seeing the stiff smirk on his face clearly.

Embarrassment, shame, dull pain in the heart, tingling fingertips, and not being able to laugh.

Originally, I didn't want people to know in this life, but I just thought it was unnecessary.

But in the face of the person you like, you will more or less feel that this is really the end.

He can't interact with him, it can only be a one-sided "like".

Guilt is like a big wave that sweeps you away.

Xie Ruiyan asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to return you?"

"Frankly, no. But..."

"No buts."

After Xie Ruiyan finished speaking, she poked her little finger behind Han Qiao's ear, lifted Han Qiao's mask, pressed it against her lips, and rubbed against him purely and without lust.

It was fragrant and soft, and just wanted to stick it like this, Han Qiao tapped her shoulder twice.

Xie Ruiyan quickly let go of him: "I almost forgot, just like this, you will be drunk."

Han Qiao chased her up for a kiss, and said after the kiss, "Pay attention to your wording."

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to discriminate against people who can't drink." Xie Ruiyan took a long breath and said again, "You said but, you want to turn around, but with me, there is no but."

"No but?"

"Well, you can just say whether you like me or not, and whether you want me to cling to you every day. I don't accept any other words. You can also say that you are going to work overtime. Let's have a reprieve. Next time Answer again."

Han Qiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "I like it, I am willing."

He stared into his lover's eyes, and Xie Ruiyan's gaze was so hot that it seemed to burn the soul of a person through the body.

"Han Qiao, I only want you to like me, as long as you are willing, let me love you."

"You are just X cold, and you have been on the edge for a little longer. There is nothing wrong with you. Even if you really have a problem, I said that I like you as a person, and I love you together with your shortcomings. I love you X cold , Ah Qiao, you are you no matter what, in my heart, you will never change, you are the one I love."

"They all said that you are not frank, even I thought so." Han Qiao smiled lowly, hugged Xie Ruiyan's shoulders, and then hugged his neck, "But you really... said you love me .”

While the intimacy is increasing day by day, it seems that Xie Ruiyan's "comfort zone" has been narrowed, but in fact it is Han Qiao who has been broken by the other party.

He never thought that after many years, someone would say "I love you" to him again.

Not parents, not friends, but love from lovers.

Xie Ruiyan looked at Han Qiao, without blushing or resisting, he was eager to express what was on his mind, and poured it out to the other party.

"Yes, I love you."

He was afraid that Han Qiao would run away. He was not afraid that he would be lonely, nor was he afraid of losing, but that Han Qiao would feel pain.

Everyone has secrets in their hearts. Those secrets may seem insignificant to others, but they run through the life of the person involved and leave an indelible mark.

He also saw the uneven skin tone scars on Han Qiao's wrists, sometimes covered by the watch, sometimes covered by the sleeves, and occasionally Han Qiao would pinch his wrists himself.

But when a mortal is alive, more or less active or passive traces will be left on the body and mind.

For the one you love, the best way is not to forcibly dig out the scars, but to pour love on them.

The barren soil will always become a place to support the soul, and the saplings in the heart will grow into towering trees, blooming flowers that never fall.

"I am patient every day, every day, expecting you to give me an answer. As you said, in a relationship, I can choose to end and leave, or I can choose to repair it and wait for it. I am ready for you It will be sad to reject my preparation, but I don't blame you, you have treated me very well, I shouldn't expect more."

Xie Ruiyan used to wonder if Han Qiao didn't like him enough, or if he couldn't decide whether to continue being a straight man without desires, but who knew it was because of biological reasons.

"It is true that I am an impulsive young man who once hated myself, my character, my origin, and fell into gender dysphoria and self-loathing. I will have needs, but I can't live without this." "I came to In this world, meeting the person I love is the greatest blessing, and I don't expect more."

Xie Ruiyan covered his lips, trying not to let the smell of alcohol dissipate, and hiccupped a little, "I, hiccup, I love you, and I never want to break up with you for such a reason, what's the problem?"

"No, I'm very happy." Han Qiao was amused by him, leaned over, pinched his face, rubbed the tip of his nose, breathing drunk, "I'm very happy, the person who loves me is you. I'm very happy, really I'm glad I love you too."

"Oh, I know you love me..."

On the contrary, Xie Ruiyan began to feel ashamed at this time, forced to be domineering, and continued the topic until the last moment, "I will go back to the room with you, and I will write the song tomorrow. If you are happy, just kiss me. After kissing, sleep well and wake up tomorrow." Go ahead and kiss."

Thinking about it better, at least they can still kiss, it's not someone else, it's Han Qiao's lips.

Woohoo.

Han Qiao replied with a smile: "Okay, go back and kiss."

Go back to the room and go back to the bed, like a meow and a dog who are joking with each other on the bed.

The mouth was sour, and he repeatedly swallowed the alcohol belonging to the other party. In the end, he couldn't tell who the breath and the smell belonged to.

"Han Qiao, are you drunk?"

"You fed too much wine, my consciousness is going to fly." "It's not considered wine anymore, I don't know how many times it has been diluted by saliva." Xie Ruiyan covered Han Qiao with the quilt, and got in too. Taking up one-third of the bed, lying in a straight line, "You will become clingy when you're drunk, go to sleep."

"Don't you like me clinging to you?"

"That's not the problem, I'm ready for the volcano to erupt at any time!"

"Thank you, Ruiyan." Han Qiao touched Xie Ruiyan's face, "I will work hard, and when I get a response, I will notify you as soon as possible to fulfill your wish."

"How many times are you going to do it?"

"If possible, I hope it is, 100 million times."

"?"

What a flirt!

Although Han Qiao hasn't slept well for a long time, Xie Ruiyan wants to send him to the old doctor for acupuncture again.

All of them were stuck on Han Qiao's Chengfu point, forming a Han hedgehog.

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