Overtone

Qi Ye didn't know that a kiss could carry so many emotions.

He responded to Xiao Cheng, he could only take a breath carefully during the interval, and then he was pinned against the wall again.

This is not a comfortable kissing position, with the cold wall behind him, the frosted wallpaper on the wrist and the back of the neck, the numbness spread along the nerves, like needles on the felt.

There was a smell of blood blooming between the lips, but Qi Ye didn't want to move.

They all have something to vent emotionally, not only Xiao Cheng, but also him.

It's fine if the pain and numbness get a little more intense.

Anyway, you can come here.

When night fell, the lights outside the window were already lit, and there was a dim yellow light through the glass.

Qi Ye tidied up the bookshelves in the guest bedroom and walked to the kitchen.

"Japanese ramen, do you want some spicy oil?" Xiao Cheng asked in the kitchen.

Qi Ye took two cups of yogurt out of the refrigerator and smiled: "It's fine, I'll listen to you."

The film was torn along the edge, Qi Ye handed over the yogurt, and took advantage of the opportunity to hug Xiao Cheng.

The previously accumulated emotions were long gone, Xiao Cheng glanced sideways at Qi Ye, put his left arm around him, and freed his other hand to cook the noodles.

"Do you want to take a rest?" Qi Ye asked, "I can do it too."

Xiao Cheng rubbed his curly hair: "No need."

"Then I'll help you get the chili oil." Qi Ye kissed Xiao Cheng's cheek, then turned to open the cupboard.

When living here for the first time, Qi Ye had clearly memorized the location of the condiments in order to make dinner for Xiao Cheng.

After removing the spice bottle in front of the chili oil jar, his movements paused.

Xiao Cheng was sprinkling green onions, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why are there so many books here?"

"I bought it last week." Xiao Cheng smiled, and brought two bowls of noodles to the dining table, "Just some cooking books."

Qi Ye took those books out of the cabinet: "Are they all Jiangnan dishes?"

Xiao Cheng nodded: "I want to practice a little bit recently."

"Why learn this?" Qi Ye was a little puzzled, "I love the southern dishes you cook."

Xiao Cheng helped to set the bowls and chopsticks. After hearing the silence for a few seconds, he smiled and said, "But I don't know if uncles and aunts like it."

Qi Ye looked at him and was suddenly moved.

It turned out that Professor Xiao was worried about this matter.

"That's for sure." Qi Ye said, "My parents must be extremely rare."

Hearing this, Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes and said nothing. After putting away the tableware, he turned and opened the refrigerator, and took out ice water from inside.

Qi Ye stared at him for a while, thoroughly amused.

"Why are you so shy?" Qi Ye said, "They all said that my next instant noodle was delicious. What are you afraid of at this professional level?"

"That requires more practice." Xiao Cheng's tone was very serious, "There is still one and a half months left, help me check it out more."

"Okay." Qi Ye said cheerfully, agreeing to the matter, and leaned over to kiss him.

After eating, Xiao Cheng washed the dishes at the sink, and Qi Ye cleaned up the cabinet for him.

These cooking books are all similar, but after reading a few books, Qi Ye found that each dish had a lot of notes on it, and even posted a label to record the differences in ingredients in each book.

Qi Ye couldn't help turning his head to look at Xiao Cheng, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he lowered his head to turn a few pages.

Not to mention, it's really unbearable to see parents like taking an exam.

And flipping through it like this, Qi Ye thought of Xiao Cheng's parents and the meeting two weeks later.

From the few topics about parents, Qi Ye knew that Xiao Cheng's parents often traveled to France, and sometimes they didn't return to China for more than half a year.

From this point of view, it will be quite difficult to officially come to the door in the future, as if nothing is appropriate.

A few cooking books, Qi Ye flipped through them a few times and it was over.

A southerner doesn't have much curiosity about his hometown cuisine.

But how to put it, if his parents knew that Xiao Cheng was so caring, they would definitely like it very much, and maybe they would be closer than his son in the future.

But I can't say this now, and maybe my family really eats southern dishes every day.

Qi Ye stacked these books together and put them back in the cabinet.

Suddenly, several old booklets caught his attention.

They're hidden, but probably too old to fit in with all the new stuff in the closet.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng was still washing the dishes, Qi Ye pulled out a corner of the book and quickly glanced at the title.

——Two manuals for making French cuisine.

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and a feeling of soreness spread from my chest.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Cheng's voice came from behind.

"It's nothing." Qi Ye put the brochure inside, "Help Chef Xiao organize the cabinet."

Xiao Cheng smiled, wiped his hands on the dry towel a few times, and put his arms around Qi Ye's waist.

The remaining water droplets fell along the sink, making everything very quiet.

Qi Ye turned his head to help Xiao Cheng put down his glasses, and then he heard him say, "I want to go home."

This made Qi Ye feel uncomfortable.

"Me too." Qi Ye said slowly, turning his head to meet the tip of his nose.During the silence, their breathing intertwined, like a sacred ritual of soul communication.

After a while, he added softly: "But... this will be home in the future."

Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Qi Ye.

Qi Ye turned around and held his hand, stared into his eyes, and said word by word, "I've decided."

"what?"

"When we come back from the south, I'll live here." Qi Ye said, "I can't live in the bungalow anymore. From now on, we'll stay together, see each other every day when we open our eyes, and do everything together."

These words made Xiao Cheng unable to react for a while, his fingertips trembled slightly, as if trying to restrain himself, but he couldn't restrain it at all.

Qi Ye just looked at him like this, inserted his fingers into the other's, and interlocked tightly.

"Let's talk about it first." Qi Ye looked at him, "I have a condition to live here."

There was tenderness in Xiao Cheng's eyes: "Say it."

"Cooking, housework or other things." Qi Ye said, "Don't do everything."

The meaning of these words is obvious, Xiao Cheng also understood, and said with a smile: "Okay."

After a while, he said again: "Then I also have a small request."

"Ok?"

"Don't take care of things in secret in the future." Xiao Cheng said, "You must tell me, we will face it together."

The two looked at each other for a while, then smiled in unison.

No matter how hard you think about it, or if you can't sort out your previous emotions, this time it's completely sorted out.

The following night was the same as when they lived together in the past, the two of them leaned together sticky after cleaning up the living room.

Xiao Cheng leaned against the bed, working on his laptop, while Qi Ye leaned beside him, squinting at a book.After a while, his hands disheveled into the pajamas.

Xiao Cheng smiled, and stretched out his hand to hold Qi Ye's restless hand.

"It's nothing." Qi Ye touched his waistline and drew circles, "Look at yours."

Even though he said that, he probably didn't have the heart to worry about his work anymore, so Xiao Cheng turned off the computer with a soft "snap".

The night light was on, outlining their perfect and slightly thin outlines, and emotions gradually appeared in their eyes.

What will happen at this time, the two of them are tacit.

"Brother Qi." Xiao Cheng called softly, his voice becoming hoarse.

Qi Ye still leaned on him, buried his chin in his shoulder, and his breathing became disordered.

They haven't done that in a long time.

Although they didn't go any further, the two of them held back that need for more than half a month, and they couldn't solve it with each other. They had to move to the guest room before they stopped.

As soon as Xiao Cheng's fever subsided, Qi Ye knew that he shouldn't make too much fuss, so he kept thinking about that line all the time.But when you take a bath and see the water flow, those who should imagine will still imagine.

It's impossible to say that I didn't expect this.

All adults, who haven't seen it on the website or on the late night channel.

And every time they stop, they always have infinite daydreams, and it's always a bit unsatisfactory for the two of them, but Qi Ye will always stick to his ears, saying some obscene words that can only be heard on the bed.

As if that was enough.

Anyway, the future is long, and it is good to pay attention to step by step. There will always be opportunities in the future.

When Qi Ye woke up the next day, he heard the even and slow breathing of the people around him.

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Cheng's side face for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch his neck again, making sure that the fever had completely subsided.

Seeing Xiao Cheng slowly opened his eyes, Qi Ye smiled: "Sorry, I woke you up."

Then he lay down quietly and let Xiao Cheng hug him sideways, just like he calmed down after yesterday.

Even though it was Monday, under Qi Ye's strong request, Xiao Cheng still asked for leave.

When I woke up in the morning, I received a call from Xiao Jing, who asked Xiao Cheng about his health, and then said that he would send some nutritional supplements in the evening.

Xiao Cheng turned on the speakerphone and asked Qi Ye to listen together.

In the end, before hanging up the phone, Xiao Jing mentioned something about her parents.

"I just talked to my parents about the meal." Xiao Jing said, "They agreed, and then asked me to arrange. There were about a dozen people, and Xiao Qi followed and introduced them first."

"Okay." Xiao Cheng replied.

Xiao Jing paused on the other end of the phone for a few seconds: "Also... Mom and Dad knew that you had a fever and asked me to bring some fruit, and I'll bring it today."

Xiao Cheng: "Well, thank them for me."

Qi Ye subconsciously turned to look at Xiao Cheng, but found that he was very calm and calm, without any extra emotion.

For some reason, he thought of the books on how to prepare meals last night.

After hanging up the phone, they kissed each other a few more times before heading to the master bedroom to clean up the mess.

The weather today is quite gloomy, with dark clouds pressing down, as if it will rain at any time.

At this time, drying the sheets is definitely not a good choice.

After tossing for a while, they dragged the dryer out of the storage room, unpacked it, and put it on the balcony next to the washing machine.

"When my sister is coming, why don't I go and throw away the paper box?" Qi Ye asked.

Xiao Cheng was adding laundry detergent, turned his head and said, "I'll accompany you."

Qi Ye smiled and said yes.

It was raining sporadically when we went out.

Qi Ye told Xiao Cheng to wait a while and close the kitchen window before leaving.

The hour hand was hanging on the wall, and he was walking precisely. When Qi Ye came out, he still had an umbrella in his hand.

Xiao Cheng leaned against the door and watched him.

He was holding a cardboard box in his hand, and his back was facing the corridor and the elevator, with a look of tenderness and tenderness in his eyes.

"Let's go." Qi Ye lowered his head and put on his shoes, and suddenly felt a slightly damp touch on his neck.

Xiao Cheng stretched out his arm to hug him, and pressed it lightly.

"The door is open." Qi Ye glanced out, then turned and leaned against the shoe cabinet.

Xiao Cheng lowered his head and smiled: "No one came."

This is not a lie, there are only two families on the first floor of the high-end apartment that Xiao Cheng lives in, no one would be bored enough to come here and squat at the door to see what they are doing.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that a kiss is nothing.

Qi Ye wrapped his arms around his neck, and lightly touched his lips.

Then stick it in his ear and whisper, "Wait a minute and continue."

"Yeah." Xiao Cheng replied with a smile. He still turned his back to the corridor, leaving his eyes only to the other party. It seemed that at this moment, there was a sense of security everywhere.

Xiao Cheng still wrapped his arms around his waist.

Qi Ye looked up at him without saying a word.

The posture of the two is very intimate, which is the state of being passionately in love.

And this kind of emotion, accompanied by the posture, once again aroused the fire. It continued to burn, starting from the bottom of my heart, and gradually spread and spread outward, as if it was going to burn up the surroundings and burn it through.

At this moment, no external factors could interrupt them, as if a seed was growing rapidly along the flames, until a faint sound came from the elevator——

Everything came to an abrupt end.

That was the sound of fruit rolling to the ground.

Mixed with the sound of rain, but still very clearly heard.

Qi Ye had a bad feeling in his heart.

Before he could let go of Xiao Cheng's hand on his waist, it rained heavily outside the window.Between lightning and thunder, raindrops smashed in hard, drenching everything.

The water stains in the corridor quickly accumulated, starting from where they stood, winding and spreading all the way, until the old couple at the end of the corridor finally stopped.

The author says:

感谢在2021-07-1822:39:20~2021-07-2000:46:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: one for idlers;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 529701253 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!