Qianli Jiangling

Sheng Qianling didn't seem to understand Jiang Li's words.

He has not yet come out of the lingering fear of the nightmare, his breathing fluctuates, and he looks at Jiangli blankly.

There was a soft reading light in the room, and they could clearly see each other's eyes.

Sheng Qianling leaned against the head of the bed, raised his eyelashes, and quietly looked at Jiang Li, who was full of tears.

He couldn't understand what Jiang Li meant, so he said in an extremely hoarse voice: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Li's psychological defense completely collapsed, and his consciousness almost collapsed.

At dinner, Chen Shushu told him that when Sheng Qianling had been looking for him in Guangdong alone for a year, he was overwhelmed with regret, hated himself for being self-willed and ruthless, and only cared about escaping from himself, but he didn't care about Sheng Qianling's feelings at all.

Especially when he heard that Sheng Qianling had suffered a serious illness, he hated himself even more for his cruelty and heartlessness.

He didn't dare to think about the severity of the illness, and he didn't dare to ask whether it was life-threatening. He was afraid to ask, and he lived in a nightmare of regret and despair, unable to save himself.

Now, being in the same room with Sheng Qianling, and seeing Sheng Qianling calmly facing the nightmare that has plagued him for so long, he realized how hateful his retreat and indifference these days are.

He was the one who caused Sheng Qianling to become like this.

Sheng Qianling didn't do anything wrong, on the contrary, he was the best person in the world to him.

But he pushed Sheng Qianling to such a desperate point.

No wonder Chen Shu hated him.

If it were him, he would also like to slap himself a few times.

Jiang Li moved closer, put his arm on Sheng Qianling, and said very lightly, "Brother Ling, don't take that medicine, okay? I'll be your medicine."

He grabbed Sheng Qianling's hands, moved them towards his hips, let them stick together, and continued: "I'm sorry, Brother Ling, it's all my fault..."

Touching Jiang Li's buttocks, Sheng Qianling's hands visibly froze for a few seconds.

It's like finding a precious treasure after losing it, and I don't even have the courage to touch it.

He just stood next to each other, motionless, looking at the river with his weak eyes.

It seems that after thinking for a long time and reacting for a long time, I finally understood the meaning of coming to Jiangli.

Sheng Qianling gradually withdrew his hand, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Li, you don't need to be like this."

"I'm working hard to receive treatment, and I don't need your sympathy."

Jiang Li was cold and anxious, so he took the initiative to crawl into Sheng Qianling's quilt, sticking to his body, trying to transfer the warmth of his body to him, without leaving his eyes for a moment.

He choked up and said, "Brother Ling, I didn't sympathize with you. I wanted it, and my mouth was full of bitterness. Brother Ling, I—"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Li's lips were suddenly blocked by Sheng Qianling.

When he was young, Jiang Li always secretly kissed Sheng Qianling when no one was around.Sheng Qianling doted on him, so he let him make trouble.Sometimes it's a fire, but in the end it's always comfortable and happy.

There has never been a time like this, hugging heartbreakingly, kissing desperately.

Sheng Qianling closed his eyes, and kissed Jiangli reverently and weakly, only then did he escape from the nightmare, like a dandelion blown away by a strong wind, unable to find a place to return, wandering around, and finally fell into Jiangli's arms.

They cuddled tightly together, Jiang Li knelt on the bed, put his arms around Sheng Qianling, closed his eyes and felt the burning heat from his lips and heart.

The temperature in the early morning is very low, and everything is silent, only the LED display screens on the tall buildings beside the Yangtze River are shining brightly.

The moonlight fell in from the gap in the viewing curtain, which was less than the width of the palm, and gently lingered in a corner of the gradually warming room.

Jiang Li was a little out of control, and he didn't bother to care about it until his knees were numb.

The love and affection that had been suppressed for many years broke through the confinement in his heart little by little, and rushed towards Sheng Qianling through the tightly fitting lips without reservation.

Love is never self-control.

Close your mouth, close your eyes, don't admit it, don't express it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

This time, Jiang Li put away the reckless youth and kissed him very carefully.

He was like holding a fragile work of art, for fear of hurting the other party if he was not careful.

He heard a pounding heartbeat in his ears.

Sheng Qianling raised his head slowly, as if he was in an unknown daze, he closed his eyes and said to himself: "Don't wake up..."

Jiang Li was startled, knowing that Sheng Qianling had fallen into the confusion of reality and dream, and regarded himself as an illusion.

He was all too familiar with this feeling.

Because he has also been torn apart by reality and dreams countless times.

Jiang Li suddenly broke free from Sheng Qianling and separated from him.

Sheng Qianling's arms were empty, and he subconsciously said, "Lili."

Jiang Li lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed barefoot, ran to the entrance, and turned on all the lights in the room, so that he couldn't help squinting.

He set the temperature of the indoor air conditioner, ran back barefoot, climbed onto Sheng Qianling's bed, sat face to face with him, separated by half a meter, and said seriously, "Sheng Qianling, look Clearly, you are not dreaming."

Under the bright light, Sheng Qianling's face turned pale, and there were water marks on his lips from the passionate kiss just now.

He frowned and looked at Jiang Li, but he didn't recover for a long time.

Jiang Li climbed closer, took his dry fingers to smooth Sheng Qianling's brows, and said softly, "Brother Ling, look at me, I'm Lili."

Sheng Qianling's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears glistened in his eyes. He looked straight at the river in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice, "Is it my golden retriever puppy?"

Jiang Li's tears came out all at once.

He rushed into Sheng Qianling's arms again, emotionally: "Yes, it's Barbie's puppy."

It was cold in the second half of the night, but both of them were getting hotter and hotter.

They kissed again, each other's breaths were intertwined, and the heat was on their faces.His hands are like tireless machines, caressing up and down, as if they want to get back the hugs that have been missing all these years.

Lying in Sheng Qianling's arms, smelling the pleasant scent of lemon on his body, the monkey in Jiang Li's body who had been sleeping for many years suddenly woke up.

Unsatisfied with the kiss, he raised his face slightly and asked forcefully, "Only kissing?"

Sheng Qianling's limbs heated up little by little, and his whole body began to feel hot.

The light in the room was so dazzling, but it made him feel very at ease.

He suddenly forced Jiang Li under his body, reached for the low cabinet between the twin beds, and said in a low voice, "I have to do something else."

Both of them are no longer the youthful teenagers they were back then, but this time, they are more youthful and eager than ever before.

They embraced the void in each other's hearts, eager to find something to fill themselves, to fill up the emptiness of the six years.

The meeting and falling in love back then may not have come at the right time.

In the short six months from June 6st to December 1st, they spent the best love time in their lives together, but it took a full six years to repay it with boundless loneliness and pain.

One person suffers from taste disorder and has tasted the warmth and bitterness of life.

One person forced himself to go up in despair, standing on a high place and enduring the torment of the nightmare.

The forked roads in life are covered with snow and mountains, and thousands of miles of Jiangling will return in one day.

When it was over, it was dawn.

The thin light in the morning came in from the window, which contrasted with the fact that the interior was not closed and the lights were bright.

The soundproofing of the room is good, but you can still hear the distant and vague sound of the ship's whistle.Occasionally, you can hear the resonance of the wheels passing by, as well as the bustling human fireworks not far away.

Jiang Li covered his face with his hands, flushing all over his face.

His whole body was soft, and his mouth was filled with indignation: "Sheng Qianling, are you sick?"

Sheng Qianling was right behind him, holding his thin body tightly, and answered hoarsely, "Well, I'm sick."

In front of a person who is really mentally ill, it is not polite to ask the other person if he is ill.

But Jiang Li couldn't take care of so much at all.

……

He scolded Sheng Qianling so much now, and Sheng Qianling replied like he did back then, which made him fall into the illusion of changing time and space.

It seems that this year is not 2021, and the place they are in is not Qingjiang Holiday Hotel, but back to 2014, in the warm and soft Hanjiang Garden.

As if the past six years did not exist, they are still close and never separated.

Seeing that Jiang Li hadn't spoken for a long time, Sheng Qianling reached out and turned him over, leaning into his arms.

When turning over, Jiang Li pressed on his buttocks, made a long "hiss" in pain, and was about to speak.

As a result, Sheng Qianling interrupted him first: "Don't mention other people, you can say x me, or be xed by me."

Jiang Li: "..."

Even a high-cold elite like Sheng Qianling can speak flirtatiously.

They all thought of Jiang Li's outspokenness after the first time.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Although they haven't seen each other for many years, they seem to have changed a lot, but after hugging each other, they realize that they are still the same as before, exactly the same.

Jiang Li put a sticker into Sheng Qianling's arms, and through his warm and naked chest, deliberately asked, "Does my butt look good?"

Sheng Qianling gently moved his hand down, and said while moving, "It looks good, I like Lili's butt the most."

Jiang Li snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Do you remember that old Xu who always played at Brother Zhuo's? He even had dinner with him."

Sheng Qianling didn't know why Jiang Li suddenly mentioned this person, but he still replied, "I remember."

Jiang Li was even more upset, his hoarse voice was full of sarcasm after shouting all night: "He wants to be Jiangling's first butt, heh."

Old Xu didn't say this, it was mostly because others teased and joked many times.

But Jiang Li didn't care about that.

Sheng Qianling was taken aback for a moment, and smiled softly.

It turned out that Jiang Li was talking about this.

Sheng Qianling hugged Jiang Li even tighter, and softly whispered in his ear: "Then I haven't noticed it, and I haven't seen it, I only look at you."

Jiang Li was now happy.

Indulging in sex all night without sleeping, both of them were a little tired.

But no one wanted to move, they didn't even bother to take a shower, they insisted on hugging each other like this, chatting one after another.

Jiang Li felt sleepy, so he yawned long, rolled over, found a side-lying position that didn't hurt, buried him in Sheng Qianling's arms, and fell asleep.

But Sheng Qianling couldn't sleep.

He looked down at Jiang Li's fair face, handsome eyebrows, thin red lips, and the ambiguous red marks on his neck, his eyes traced every inch, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Jiang Li seemed to sense Sheng Qianling's gaze, raised a hand, touched Sheng Qianling's face with closed eyes, and called him vaguely: "Brother, I'm asleep..."

"..."

The author says:

Cut out the whole day.