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Qi Yu shook his head, and it took a long time before he said: "But you are not him, he won't..." He paused, closed his eyes, and leaned back go.

Feng Jiayang kept clasping his shoulders to keep him from falling down completely. He finally caught an opportunity, how could he give up so easily, he took Qi Yu's words without giving up, and asked eagerly: "Why can't I be him?" ?”

Qi Yu frowned impatiently, showing why this person was so gossip.

Fearing that he would fall asleep again, Feng Jiayang shook Qi Yu's shoulder lightly, repeating the question just now.

Qi Yu sighed, and responded helplessly: "He won't want to see me...he hates me because...I abandoned him."

Feng Jiayang's throat tightened, he held Qi Yu's hand, tried his best to control his tone, and asked softly: "Why did you abandon him, don't you like him?"

Qi Yu shook his head, slowly opened his eyes, his vision was still blank.He was aggrieved and said in a low voice: "I like it."

He was afraid that this person might not have heard clearly, so he repeated it in a crying and nasal voice, "I like him very much."

Three years of heartache rushed into his mind, and Feng Jiayang couldn't control it anymore with the words "I still like it". He pulled Qi Yu into his arms and hugged him tightly.

The long-lost hug instantly filled the gap of three years. He buried his head in Qi Yu's ear, endured the tears welling in his eyes, and asked scoldingly, "Why do you want to break up if you like it?"

These words touched Qi Yu's secret hidden in his heart, and he suddenly burst into tears, like a panicked and helpless child.This is the past that he doesn't want to mention, it's the darkness he had for a whole year, he always thinks that hell is nothing more than this.

Feng Jiayang looked at Qi Yu who was sobbing softly in his arms, his heart ached so badly, he patted Qi Yu's back over and over again, comforting him with a trembling voice: "Don't cry, I won't ask you anymore."

Qi Yu vaguely felt that the man holding him in front of him seemed to be Feng Jiayang, he was not quite sure, so he called tentatively in a hoarse voice, "Brother Jia?"

"Well, I'm here." Feng Jiayang responded softly.

After getting the answer, Qi Yu relaxed. His chaotic consciousness had long been unable to distinguish between reality and dream, so he simply ignored it.He simply collapsed into Feng Jiayang's arms, complaining about his grievances: "Brother Jia, I'm afraid."

Feng Jiayang kissed the broken hair on his temples, kissed him again and said: "Don't be afraid."

Qi Yu seemed dissatisfied with this comfort, he shook his head vigorously, but said nothing.He rested his head on Feng Jiayang's shoulder again, revealing a fair and slender back of his neck.

Feng Jiayang didn't press him anymore, he felt that just hugging him quietly for a while was already enough.He closed his eyes, only the movements of his hands continued, comforting Qi Yu's spine from the back of his neck from top to bottom, until that hand accidentally touched Qi Yu's round and slightly cool buttocks, he Only then did he realize that he had just taken off the man's pants and hadn't put them on yet.

He felt the heat on his cheeks, which quickly spread to the surrounding skin.The scene of picking up people's pants just now was magnified infinitely at this time, Feng Jiayang swallowed dryly, and forced back the ghostly thoughts in his mind.

He raised his head, reached out to wipe off the tears still hanging on Qi Yu's eyelashes, and asked, "Are you uncomfortable? Put on your pajama pants and wash your face, and I'll boil some hot water for you."

Qi Yu raised his eyelids, drunkenness and tear stains made him look extremely pitiful, Feng Jiayang was amused by this scene, and smiled helplessly: "Why does it look like I bullied you?"

"Put it on yourself." He said again, then got up and planned to go to the bathroom to wash his face to wake up.

He thought he couldn't, let alone take advantage of others' danger.But as soon as his left foot touched the ground, his right hand was grabbed by the drunkard on the bed, Qi Yu blinked at him, his lips parted slightly.

He was about to ask what's the matter, but Qi Yu yanked him hard when he was off guard, and he stumbled and sat back down again.

Feng Jiayang's first reaction was, how can he still be so energetic after drinking too much.

"Brother Jia, do you want it?" Qi Yu blurted out.

The light from the incandescent lamp shone on the two of them, making them white and open.Just like the current Qi Yu, he sat cleanly and asked innocently.

With a "boom", Feng Jiayang felt that his whole body was about to burn.He thought, wanted very much, but quickly killed this ridiculous idea in the cradle.He told himself that if Qi Yu was crazy about drinking, he couldn't follow suit.

"Be obedient and have a good sleep." He suppressed his emotions and coaxed him.

Qi Yu frowned, still holding onto Feng Jiayang tightly.In fact, he was already a little sober when he was crying bitterly, but he still chose to continue pretending to be drunk according to his heart. He persuaded himself in his heart, just once, just this time.

"But...I want it." After finishing speaking, he didn't look at the expression on Feng Jiayang's face, he stretched his arms around Feng Jiayang's waist, raised his head to cover his lips, awkwardly Sucking, licking, biting gently with the tip of the teeth, gnawing.

Whether it was with his mouth or his hands, Qi Yu didn't use much strength, so that Feng Jiayang could easily push him away.

He lay back on the bed again, the incandescent light made him unable to open his eyes, he could only squint and look at Feng Jiayang, suddenly he laughed.

Feng Jiayang gritted his teeth tightly, all the muscles in his body were tense, he looked down at Qi Yu from above, and finally compromised, but he made a request: "Call my name again."

Due to the effect of alcohol, although Qi Yu's reaction was still very slow, it did not prevent him from thinking.He got up, knelt on the bed, and slowly took off the only covering clothing from his two white and slender legs.

"Feng Jiayang, I think..."

Before the word "yes" could be said, Feng Jiayang rushed forward, pressed him on the bed, and blocked those provocative and arrogant words.

After a while, he raised his head, stared into Qi Yu's eyes and said, "I hope you can take responsibility for what happened tonight after you sober up."

As a result, the only reason left was gone, the red eyes could no longer hide, the rabbit showed its tracks, the hungry wolf raised its tail excitedly, and finally had a full meal.

The next day, the sun shyly shone on the head of the bed, shining on Qi Yu's eyelids.He took the quilt impatiently to vent his anger, and the quilt was kicked down, half on the ground, which happened to reveal half of his bare back, and his fair skin was covered with red marks.

But this kick almost killed him, he slowly opened his eyes, before his consciousness gathered, the soreness behind him got into his mind first, as if he was showing off to him arrogantly.

He was completely awake, and the next thing that popped into his mind was the scene of him raped Feng Jiayang after drinking too much.

Qi Yu lay on the bed, and after 2 minutes, he bit his lip remorsefully, cursing himself for all the immoral things he did.

At this time, the door of the bathroom opened, and he subconsciously turned around, only to see Feng Jiayang pushing the door and coming out.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Are you awake?" Feng Jiayang took the initiative to break the embarrassment.

Qi Yu let out an "um", and slowly got up enduring the discomfort.

Feng Jiayang had just washed his hair, with wet hair on his head, he leaned against the door frame of the bathroom and asked him with a half-smile, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Qi Yu lowered his head and didn't make a sound.

Seeing that he was shy, Feng Jiayang had to change the subject, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you later."

"Don't eat fried dough sticks. You shouldn't eat too greasy things these two days, soy milk? Tofu brain? Or small wontons?" He tried hard to think about what else to eat earlier, and after thinking for a long time, he gave up wisely, "How about you Just tell me what you want to eat."

Qi Yu raised his head and replied in a hoarse voice, "You don't need to buy it for me."

Feng Jiayang frowned slightly, walked to the bed, touched Qi Yu's forehead, and lowered his voice: "Is it still uncomfortable? Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"No," Qi Yu shook his head, he closed his eyes and opened them again, knowing that what he was going to say would hurt Feng Jiayang but he still said it, "Brother Jia, you don't have to do this, I don't need you to take responsibility."

Feng Jiayang froze in place, his face sank instantly, "What do you mean?"

Qi Yu answered lightly: "Last night...I drank too much."

Now that we've talked about it, Feng Jiayang is acting deliberately if he pretends not to understand.He snorted coldly and said with a sneer at Qi Yu: "So last night was drunk and sexual? Or to make up for my breakup three years ago? Or as a reunion gift for my ex."

Feng Jiayang's words pierced into Qi Yu's heart, he was very sad, but he couldn't explain a word.

After the two stalemate for more than ten minutes, Feng Jiayang took his coat and got up to leave. Before leaving, he looked at Qi Yu, "I'll give you time to think about it. We're going back to the capital tonight. I'll wait for you at the station."

Looking at Feng Jiayang's back as he slammed the door, Qi Yu burst into tears again.

"I really don't want to stay for two more days, why don't you come with us now?" Zhang Yicheng asked.

Feng Jiayang nodded, stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.

Several people looked at each other, since Feng Jiayang came back early in the morning and said that he would go back with them, he didn't say a few more words, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a quarrel with Qi Yu.

He Jiajie couldn't help persuading him: "Brother Jia, I could tell last night that Mr. Qi is still interested in you, why don't you stay and coax him."

Feng Jiayang raised his head and replied calmly: "I know he still likes me."

"Then you are sick. Since you like him and he likes you, what are you still doing here? Isn't it over when you go back and chase it?" Duan Sen scolded.

"You don't understand." Feng Jiayang said.

Duan Sen beat his chest angrily, "How can I understand if you don't fucking tell me, I'm not gay."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it. He was just angry that the two were more stubborn than the other, and didn't want to humiliate him with words.

The train station was crowded with people, and a few of them stood by the wall. This position was not very good, but they could see people entering the station at a glance.Feng Jiayang kept staring, the broadcast reminded that the train had entered the station, and the staff soon began to check the tickets.

Feng Jiayang shook his head, signaling Duan Sen not to be sorry, "There is no third party between me and Qi Yu, no obstructive family, no trivial troubles in life, even though we have been separated for three years, we still love each other deeply."

Several people looked at Feng Jiayang and listened to him quietly.

Feng Jiayang paused for 2 minutes, then turned his gaze back, he was leaving, but Qi Yu didn't come.

He laughed at himself: "Because both of me are men, there is a deep ditch called secularism between us. I can cross the ditch to find him, but if he doesn't take the initiative to cross it, if he thinks about it later Run away, what should I do, where can I find him, and how lucky I am to run into him."

Duan Sen patted his shoulder and just sighed.