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The next day the two woke up, with sore legs and overindulgent kidneys, they still had to think about that question: where to go?

After a fierce dispute, they decided to return the card to Zhang He in Ji Zhai first, then estimated the time when Jiang Qiutong went out, sneaked home, took the mobile phone wallet and hid in the company.

Although Jiang Qiutong stays at home, he still has a career - for example, although he is the nominal owner of the nursing home, he will visit it when he has nothing to do.After a short burst of anger, Ji Yao also knew in his heart that the other party was not really a poor homeless kid, but everyone was just pretending to be stupid.

Ji Yao squinted at Yu Siyuan: "You fucked so hard yesterday, I thought you didn't give up on your brother at all."

Yu Siyuan shrugged: "I did it for your own good. When he saw me, he went crazy and added fuel to the fire. You probably really have to go to the anorectal department."

Today is the weekend, they insisted on lying on the bed until they could not delay any longer, then they ate and returned to Ji's house slowly.

What's ironic is that the reason for getting up is not because I'm hungry, but because I don't have a mobile phone, and I really can't lie down-after all, I can only do three things in bed, playing with mobile phones, sleeping, and sleeping.And the other two were enough last night and this morning.

They arrived home at two o'clock in the afternoon after thinking about it - at this time, lunch is late, afternoon tea is early, and dinner is even earlier. Even if they accidentally bump into an elder, they can return the card and leave.Even in order to silence his family members, Yu Siyuan decided not to go in with Ji Yao, and just waited in the car.

However, even if the plan was well planned and when they actually arrived at the place, under the nagging of the two mothers, Ji Yao was still defeated.

He helplessly dragged Yu Siyuan out of the car, and a group of people gathered in the garden to chat and drink tea.

It was a sunny day, the tea and snacks were delicious, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed, probably because Yu Siyuan met as a friend of Ji Yao, the attitude of the elders was quite kind, and the topics of conversation were not It's annoying, even if Zhang He and Ji Yao are sitting side by side, and Ji Yao is playing games with Zhang He's mobile phone, it doesn't seem so unbearable——

No wonder! ! !

He was still angry, and was so annoyed by it that he couldn't hear Ji's mother's words clearly.

"What?" he asked apologetically, "I didn't hear clearly just now."

Only mother Ji repeated: "I mean, you and I have been friends for many years, I always think you look familiar. Have you been to our house before?"

Ji Yao raised his head abruptly.

Yu Siyuan thought she was referring to the time she sneaked over to see Ji Yao before, and he thought he was bumped by Ji Yao's mother that time, so he was equally surprised, and he tentatively said: "We have been brothers for many years, we are brothers. I also came to visit, but unfortunately, I didn't meet you at that time."

Ji's mother was also puzzled: "Yes... We probably haven't seen it before. You are such an excellent child. If I have seen it before, I will definitely have an impression-but I always feel that yours looks familiar."

After thinking hard for a long time, she suddenly remembered and slapped her head: "That's right! I remembered! I have drawn pictures for you!"

Did Ji Yao paint him?when?

Before he could ask carefully, Ji Yao said in surprise: "Mom, you went to my studio???"

"Don't worry, no—" Seeing his anti-thief-like expression, his old mother felt furious, and peeled off a piece of orange peel and threw it at him, "It was Ah He who helped you bring back the painting after it was framed. It was on the ground, I happened to pass by, and helped him up, the dustproof cloth was lifted a little, and I saw it. I thought the model was quite handsome at the time, but looking at it now, it’s just Siyuan.”

She glanced at her son angrily: "You are so good at drawing, and all your friends have drawn, why didn't you know to draw a picture for your two parents?"

Just as Ji Yao wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Yu Siyuan looking towards him with fiery eyes full of expectation, longing and curiosity.

Mr. Zhang, who understood everything, sat beside him and sneered as if he was watching a show.

Ji Yao's head was as big as a bucket, and he could only comfort the man who seemed eager to rush into the studio like a big dog looking forward to a walk: "I'll show you later."

In the rest of the time, Yu Siyuan really felt what it meant to be "like sitting on pins and needles" and "a second feels like a year".

It wasn't easy until the end of everything, Ji Yao took the man upstairs, and then slowly and reluctantly opened the door of the studio.

Yu Siyuan stood at the door like a pillar, and asked hypocritically, "Can I go in?"

Ji Yao struggled for a long time, until Yu Siyuan's fiery heart turned cold, so cold that he could only stand in the same place awkwardly, and even wanted to turn around and leave, then he nodded slightly.You can't see it unless you look carefully.

Yet this is enough.

A kind of extreme joy swept Yu Siyuan's heart, from hell to heaven in an instant.He seemed to feel that he could be so happy that he could fly.

This place was a virgin land that no one else had ever set foot on except Ji Yao and Zhang He, and he was approved to enter.

He thought he couldn't be happier, but when he watched Ji Yao open the cabinet, tiptoe and pinch the dustproof cloth of the painting on the top, and take it off——

Yu Siyuan stood there stupidly, which was completely different from the way he pretended to be stupid at the door of the studio just now. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a scarecrow in the wheat field. He raised his head blankly and looked at the painting.

Ji Yao said hesitantly: "Actually, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just wanted to surprise you at the beginning, but before we had time to give it to you, we... and then this painting has no meaning to be sent out. As a result, it has been left for so many years. I thought it was strange to give it to you again, so I didn't say..."

What he was talking about, Yu Siyuan went through his mind many times before he understood.

"What did you say?" He finally separated his sanity a bit, turned his head to look at Ji Yao, who seemed inexplicably cramped for some reason.

Ji Yao rubbed his nose: "I don't know if you still remember, we were not back then, so what, are you going to settle it, I said I would give you a present, this is it."

That's right, that's right, four years ago, they were very affectionate, and Yu Siyuan was transferred to City A for Ji Yao. They discussed living together, buying a car, a dog, a house, toothbrushes and towels, all in complete sets. of.They were distressed by the fact that the couple's suits were always matched with pink and pink blue, and they argued endlessly over the ownership of blue.

At that time, Ji Yao smiled in his arms, hooked his neck and kissed him, and said, I want to give you a surprise.He asked what it was, and Ji Yao proudly and mischievously said, "I won't tell you."The corners of the eyes and the brows are all intimate.

He was looking forward to it, and that expectation lasted until he met Jiang Qiutong when he met his parents, and everything was revealed.No, even at that time he still had faint expectations, he humbly asked Ji Yao what that gift was.

Ji Yao said frivolously, oh, there is no gift, it's just that I was fooling around outside in those two days, just lying and fooling you.

This sentence troubled him for a long time.

But now he realizes that the gift... really exists.

Yu Siyuan looked up at the painting again.

The size of the painting was very large, it was carefully framed, and it was well preserved. He was thinking yesterday that he didn't know what was in the painting.

It was him.

It was him in Ji Yao's eyes.

Handsome, stalwart, bright, innocent.

This is him in Ji Yao's eyes?

He murmured: "This painting...is really beautiful."

So nice... so nice.

Strange, is it because you are too happy, too joyful, too satisfied?Why is there extreme sadness in the extreme joy?

It was all because the room was so brightly lit that it hurt his eyes.

In fact, during this period of time, Yu Siyuan kept thinking, is Ji Yao really worth it?Is he worth his own sacrifice and sacrifice?Does he really still love Ji Yao now?There were dark thoughts in his heart——

In fact, maybe, his love has long been worn out, and now it is just a remnant of memory, and that unwillingness?After all, how could he love a scumbag alone for so many years?

When he hinted to Jiang Qiutong that we could share Ji Yao, in fact, part of him was thinking that this would fulfill my obsession, I have already done this, and after I sleep with him, I should... Just let it go... right?

The same goes for his brother, such a proud man, after reaching this point, he should be disheartened and leave Ji Yao in a short time, right?

After all, they are not cheap, nor are they stubborn like Wen Lin, so why must they insist on biting Ji Yao?

Ji Yao is not a good thing, and everyone knows it in their hearts.

And bad things should be thrown away like rubbish-it's just that I can't bear it now.

Last night he hugged Ji Yao to his death and lingered, Yu Siyuan did all kinds of bad tricks, he thought Ji Yao would get angry and leave, but Ji Yao didn't.When Ji Yao was already out of his mind, he leaned over and asked softly, why are you so obedient today.

He originally wanted to hear Ji Yao say sweet words, but Ji Yao, who was no longer conscious, trembled slightly and said in a raving voice: "This time... I have to give you a good meal, after you... later... "

He didn't say anything, and was pulled into the whirlpool again.

Yu Siyuan hugged him tightly and kept kissing him, not knowing whether it was sadness or joy in his heart, he thought that Ji Yao really knew him very well.

He just wanted to try, if he slept with Ji Yao, got him again, used a threesome to break the last illusion of himself and his brother, and then he could let go neatly.

He is not Jiang Qiutong. Jiang Qiutong seems cold-hearted, but all his feelings come from Ji Yao, and they are all given by Ji Yao. His blank paper is filled with bright colors called "Ji Yao" , that is an old house on fire, I only know to use my instinct to get used to Ji Yao and treat Ji Yao well.But he is different, he is a veteran of Fengyue, even if his emotions are out of control, his reason and instinct will tell him how to protect himself in the emotional game, and what is best for him and Jiang Qiutong.

And what a coincidence, Ji Yao had a tacit understanding with him.They didn't need to say anything, just a pair of eyes, tacitly concealed from Jiang Qiutong, and confirmed the purpose of this "threesome".

But—but—

But ah!

Yu Siyuan lowered his head in embarrassment, wiped his eyes with his sleeves vigorously, his Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling, and his breathing became deliberately slow—it's the kind of people who hold back their tears and tell themselves not to cry. When the nose is blocked, people have to deliberately relax, the sound made when breathing through the mouth.

Ji Yao's cleverness seemed to be far away from him for a moment, and he didn't know whether he should pretend that he didn't see it, or go over and pass a piece of paper, or simply give the other party a hug.

After a while, Ji Yao heard Yu Siyuan laughing and cursing under his throat: "Ji Yao, don't you open Meitu Xiuxiu?"

When trying to hold back tears just now, Yu Siyuan saw a line of small characters written in cursive script on the lower right corner of the oil painting.That's Ji Yao's word.

—To my Adilina.

His tears finally fell down.