After being seized by the pillow man

Xi Han and Yin Yansheng returned home, and Xi Han went to take a bath first.

Yin Yansheng was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone when he suddenly received a text message from the editor of Ancheng Nursing Home.

Yin Yansheng's grandmother is in this nursing home, where each elderly person has his own dedicated nurse, who will send various physical data of the elderly every day at night.

He looked it over, then put down the phone.

He went to see her a few days ago. Grandma was in good health. She underwent a kidney transplant operation five years ago, and now she no longer has to endure the pain of dialysis. The old man has Alzheimer's disease, and his memory has obviously declined.

Just as he was thinking, Xi Han came out.

The hair on his forehead was wet, and he stroked it back with his hands to reveal a smooth and plump forehead. His facial features were cold, and water droplets slid down from between his forehead, and finally disappeared in the gray bathrobe, where it was wet. There are obvious traces, and there is a kind of profligate desire under the light.

He has seen all the expressions of this man, indifferent, noble, evil, and... the expression when his face was stained with lust. He closed his eyes, and sprayed the hot air in his ears, low, hoarse. The groan was lingering in his ears, and he was so sexy that he was out of shape.

Yin Yansheng's gaze kept going upstream, until he saw a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly looked away, which seemed a bit guilty.

Xi Han walked up to Yin Yansheng, bent down and hugged him up, the two of them were very close, he pressed Yin Yansheng's lips lightly with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "What were you thinking just now?"

Yin Yansheng wanted to look away, but Xi Han didn't want to. He fixed Yin Yansheng's jaw with some strength, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you thinking about what we...?"

The last two words were uttered from his lips, with a scorching hot taste, those familiar and no longer familiar feelings surged up, without doing anything else, it was enough for him to blush and heartbeat.

Yin Yansheng grabbed the pillow on the sofa and pursed his lips into a straight line.

He has no resistance to Xi Han, and he can't stand up to the other's casual movements.

Xi Han held Yin Yansheng's wrist.

He lightly kissed the palm of the other party's eyes that widened suddenly, and then let go: "There is no shame in feeling for me."

The palms and lips are soft and dry, as if they can kiss straight to the apex of the heart, and the temperature of that small piece of skin seems to be rising.

Yin Yansheng clenched his hands into fists, stood up from the sofa with a bang, and went straight to the bathroom.

Xi Han watched his figure disappear into the bathroom, and the smile on his lips faded away.

He knew his sexual orientation since he was a child, but Yin Yansheng was different from him. Without him, Yin Yansheng should be in a relationship with a girl at his current age.

A person's sexual orientation is doomed early on, and it is not an easy task for a straight person to accept living and having sex with the same sex.

When they first met, Yin Yansheng didn't say anything, but his body resisted fiercely.

He just curled up on the bed, biting the quilt with his teeth, his eyes didn't know where to go, his expression was a little aggrieved and sad.

Xi Han went to kiss him, and tears came down his face.

In the end nothing happened.

Xi Han suddenly wanted to smoke, so he walked to the balcony.

There are little sparks outside the window, and now the sky is completely dark, and Ancheng's November has already seen the first chill.

The surrounding area is surprisingly quiet. Looking down from here, an artificial rockery with flowing water is indistinctly obvious. During the day, there are green branches wrapped around it, but at night, it looks like some green is leaching out of the black color, which is not full of interest.

Xi Han thought about Yin Yansheng's expression just now, and when he talked about his mother's arrival, he had a warm and bright expression.

To talk about that moment, I didn't expect my mother to be a fake.

What kind of person is that?

The memory seemed to be in a state of confusion at this time, and several fragments flashed in my mind.

For a while, he was crowded in the subway in Kyoto, and there was a huge crowd. She protected him, and when the subway arrived at the station, she turned around and said, "Watch out, be careful where you step."

On one side was the home, and she scolded with an irritable expression, "Why don't you even know this!"

More crying, a woman trembled and wept, her hair was soaked with tears, a few strands of hair wetly stuck to her cheeks, crying while looking at Xi Han and her son: "I regret it. "

regret what?

Regret coming to Kyoto to go to school, not resisting the temptation of dudes?

Regret listening to Jiang Huimin's nonsense, thinking that he could marry into Jiang's family and become Mrs. Jiang?

Or do you regret ruining the best years of your life?

There are.

She regrets too much.

It was completely dark outside the window, and a little bit of dark green just now disappeared, as if being dragged down by an endless abyss, only the strange light and shadow on the rockery could be seen.

Originally, with her good looks and good education, she could easily marry into a wealthy family in Kyoto 30 years ago.

The name is right and proper, the most respectful.

But no.

She was already pregnant with Jiang Huimin's child at that time, so she could only place all her bets on one person.

As a result, all games were lost.

Mrs. Jiang is not her, and the second Mrs. Jiang six years later is not her either.

She didn't continue her studies, didn't marry into Jiang's family, and gave birth to an illegitimate child.

Her whole life was ruined.

What she regrets most is having children.

As night fell, Xi Han stood in front of the French window of the balcony, half of his brows were in the shadows, the sparks on his fingertips shook the dust, the cigarette lit up for a moment, and the ash turned into powder in mid-air, scattered lightly in the air middle.

A cigarette butt fell to the ground and was stamped out immediately.

Yin Yansheng was lying on the bed, and he turned on the bedside lamp, as if the moon was hidden in the room.

After a while, Xi Han pushed the door open and entered.

A heat source appeared at the side of his body, and it was the most familiar temperature.

There was a smell of tobacco on him, which was not heavy. Yin Yansheng was used to smelling it in the past few years, and he thought it was a nice smell.

The belt of the bathrobe around his waist was not fastened, it was loose, and when he bent down, he could see a large area of ​​delicate skin.

Yin Yansheng put his hands on his waist, and was about to fasten them, but he didn't know what he thought of. He hesitated while holding the belt with his fingers, and then withdrew his hands to look at Xi Han.

Xi Han was already lying down, with his eyes closed and breathing calmly, he opened his eyes when he felt the sight, and leaned sideways to kiss his forehead.

At the same time: "Good night."

Yin Yan's voice was silent for a moment: "...good night."

He reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and wrapped an arm around his waist in the darkness.

Yin Yansheng's heart beat faster, he held his breath and waited for the next move, but in the darkness there was only the sound of breathing from the person beside him.

Oh.

good night.

His right hand gently scratched the pillow a few times.

He just took a shower, and it didn't take long.

Yin Yansheng rubbed his cheek against the pillow and closed his eyes.

The next day.

When Yin Yansheng arrived at the company, there was a cup of brewed tea on the table.

The documents were fixed with paper clips and placed neatly on the table, and the green radishes on the windowsill had already been watered.

After sitting for a while, Qiao Fei came in with a cup in his hand: "Manager, the tea room is out of water. I'll get some from your place."

Yin Yan said 'um'.

Qiao Fei took the water and shook the cup. Two bags of instant coffee were poured into the cup at once. He yawned while shaking it.

There is a black cyan under the eyelashes, just looking at the dark circles under the eyes, you know that you didn't get a good rest last night.

Yin Yansheng took his sleepy look into his eyes, and was a little curious: "Did you rest well?"

He is not currently troubled by insomnia. Sometimes when Xi Han can't fall asleep, when he turns over, he either drinks alcohol, takes melatonin, or smokes.

Qiao Fei nodded weakly, pressed his forehead with one hand and said, "I stayed up late last night to watch the celebration of the University of Technology. It lasted four hours, and it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night."

When I went back to play on my phone at night, I saw the celebration ceremony of the University of Technology on the software. The old senior's heart was about to move, so I stayed up late to watch the whole process.

Watching while complaining.

Qiao Fei said, "Manager, have you read it?"

Yin Yansheng rubbed his forehead with his hands: "No." It just happened to pass the new campus of the University of Technology yesterday.

Qiao Fei said: "You're right if you didn't see it, it's not as grand as the 100th anniversary."

A few years ago, the [-]th anniversary celebration of the University of Technology went out of the circle directly, and it was a proper school of other people's school, which received a lot of envious eyes.

Qiao Fei has a strong sense of identity with the University of Technology, belonging to the kind of "I am proud of my alma mater, and my alma mater is wonderful." '

Of course, the latter will not be discussed for the time being, but there is always a sense of honor in my heart.

Yin Yansheng said: "The [-]th anniversary is naturally different."

The University of Technology has experienced wars, from troubled times to prosperous times.

Now that it has survived for a long time, it is natural to celebrate it.

Qiao Fei drank the coffee: "I heard that the donations from alumni from all walks of life reached more than 5000 million, and this year's school celebration is less than 800 million."

"I asked the students of this class, and they have a meal card subsidy of 30 yuan, which is just enough for the meal and a bottle of drink."

Qiao Fei continued: "Who were we here in the first place, Ms. Xi Shujun, after a famous family, the people from the great-grandfather are listed in our history textbooks."

At that time, after I came to the University of Technology, I heard that there was a lot of support for education, so I changed all the expensive instruments in the laboratory.

Part of the reason why alumni can donate so much is because they heard that Ms. Xi Shujun came to the University of Technology and wanted to get on that line.

Looking at Yin Yansheng's obviously ignorant face, he knew that the other party didn't pay attention to these things at all.

Qiao Fei thought for a while, and then he had a flash of inspiration: "As for the star who got divorced a while ago, Du Shidan knows, she is her granddaughter-in-law."

Yin Yansheng said: "I have an impression."

He had had close contact with this lady back then.

Qiao Fei looked at Yin Yansheng, and suddenly blinked: "Oh, I remember that you were the lucky one who accompanied you all the time."

Yin Yansheng was a student representative at the time, and accompanied Ms. Xi Shujun to visit the campus all the time, went to various places in the University of Technology in the afternoon, and went to the restaurant to have dinner together at the end.

The president of the student union was so greedy that his eyes turned green. He was one of the founders of the Jiang Group. It would basically save him ten years of walking if he got caught in her eyes, but he never expected to be accompanied by Yin Yansheng.

Yin Yansheng flipped through the documents and said, "Good luck."

At that time, the school randomly selected one from the system, and it happened to be him.

Qiao Fei then sighed: "Manager, you are the descendant of Emperor Ou."

This physique is simply boundless.

How embarrassing for the black-faced African chieftain.

Yin Yansheng handed him the things in his hand: "This is the request of Party A, take a look, the result will be finished in fifteen days."

Seeing the work coming, Qiao Fei didn't delay any longer, took the job by himself and left.

Yin Yansheng opened the browser and entered the three words 'Xi Shujun'.

A character entry appeared on the homepage of the Internet, and the name was already in black font.

A black and white photo, the old lady in the picture is wearing a long skirt, her smile is no different from that of an old man of this age, there are fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her eyebrows are kind.

Pull down further, it is the year of birth and death.

Died two years ago at the age of 73.

Yin Yansheng suddenly thought of the afternoon he accompanied him at the University of Technology a few years ago. The old man was very gentle, and he smiled when he was talking. She was an old lady who was very gentle and gentle.

He didn't know why, but he was inexplicably regretful.