Reunited with the old actor who broke the mirror

Yan Xun's courier arrived the next morning, the box was half arm's length, smaller than Xie Qinian imagined.

The code lock above has four digits, Xie Qinian first thought of Jian Yao's birthday, and he opened it easily.The moment the combination lock was opened, he was in a daze for a moment, and took a deep breath before he dared to look inside.

The things in the box are very trivial, the photo album and the pair of gloves occupy the most space, the rest are all very small, such as pens, decorations and the like, these are all unfamiliar to Xie Qinian.

The album is not thick. Before he opened it, he thought he would see a group photo of the two of them, but it turned out that most of them were photos of Jian Yao alone, but this is nothing surprising. Now there are many photos of Jian Yao in his mobile phone.

He was glad that there was not too much time between the two when they met and reunited, and Jian Yao's appearance didn't change much. Every photo was smiling or making trouble, and there was light in his eyes. As Jian Yao himself said, their past very happy.

Xie Qinian turned halfway, and his gaze was fixed on a photo, which was taken when Jian Yao was asleep. He was lying on the bed, his cheek sunken into the soft quilt, his left hand was placed in front of his cheek, and his middle finger was wearing a ring. He was stunned. Dazed, he has no impression of this, the previous photo was okay, he was relieved about the past of the two, but this photo made him really annoyed.

He couldn't remember the most important things.No one likes the feeling of forgetting, the memory is blank.

He rummaged through the box, but there were no items like rings in it.

"Sir?" Jian Yao's voice came from behind, Xie Qinian took out the photo, moved it, and put the box on the table.

Jian Yao coughed twice, and saw him sitting back on the bed again, like a bird fluttering in its nest, rubbing against him, lying next to him, Xie Qinian's generous hand was placed on his forehead It's very comfortable, the temperature is right, and it's very hypnotic, but now that he's awake, he doesn't want to fall asleep right away.

"Do you want to drink water, is it still uncomfortable?" Xie Qinian felt his body temperature, which was much better than yesterday.

Jane avoided talking, just grabbed the corner of his clothes, and whispered: "Sir, lie down with me for a while, I have to go to the studio soon."

Xie Qinian got back under the quilt again, making Jian Yao more comfortable to lean on, and said to him: "Today, I will take a vacation with the director, and I will take care of my body first before filming."

Jian Yao buried her in his arms and shook her head: "No, Director Yuan said that these few days the scenes are very important, and they are all about the protagonist. I can't ask for leave at this time, and sir, don't talk about me, I remember you broke your hand before. Still going on stage and filming."

Xie Qinian was speechless: "This is different." Jian Yao was different from him.

"If it was my own drama, I might give you a three-day vacation until you recover from your cold."

Jian Yao smiled sweetly. Teacher Xie from his family is famous for his dedication to work. He can say such a thing. If netizens find out, they might scold him to death.

"Are you biased?" Jian Yao muttered.

Xie Qinian let out a "huh", it was a matter of course, Jian Yao's heart blossomed in an instant, feeling that most of her illnesses were cured.

"Sir, what did you take just now?" He remembered the box he saw again.

Xie Qinian didn't answer, and handed him a photo. Jian Yao had never seen it before, and looked at it with wide eyes: "Sir, you secretly took pictures of me!"

Xie Qinian said "um" again, still confident, is there anything wrong with secretly taking pictures of his lover, of course not, Yaoyao's sleeping appearance is so cute, of course he should stay and watch slowly.

But the point is not here, he asked: "Do you still wear this ring?"

Jian Yao nodded: "I put that ring away, I don't wear it often, and I'm afraid of losing it." There is one more thing he didn't say, he checked privately, the ring is a limited edition of a well-known international brand, and the elements inside are custom-made, he Get it and lock it up like a baby.

Xie Qinian said: "That's good."

He rubbed Jian Yao's fingers, and said, "It doesn't matter if you throw it away, we'll replace it with a new one later."

Jian Yao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "Don't worry, sir, and that ring is quite... expensive."

Xie Qinian touched his cheek, but said nothing.

Jian Yao originally didn't want to mention the past, but Xie Qinian opened his mouth, as if he wanted to know, so he talked about it.

"Mr. used to catch dolls for me. He caught many bears and carried them back from abroad. They are still in my dormitory."

"The cream of mushroom soup I can make now is taught to me by my husband. You cook Western food very delicious. I learned roast turkey and cream of mushroom soup,"

"We used to chat like this before. When we couldn't fall asleep, we would watch a literary movie and drink red wine together..."

Xie Qinian listened, but frowned, unable to remember the past, his heart was extremely empty, thick fog filled, Jian Yao's eyes were full of sweetness, but he couldn't arouse his memory, and couldn't even convey his emotions In his heart, this feeling was too strange.

Just like the person mentioned in Jian Yao's words, it's not him, but another person.

And there are many things that he and Jian Yao haven't done together, for example, he hasn't caught a doll for Jian Yao, and Jian Yao has already learned Western food like creamy mushroom soup when he and he lived together. There are many memories between this gap.

The more he listened, the weirder he became, and he was not as happy as he imagined.

He rolled over and looked up at the ceiling, trying to digest the emotion.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" Jian Yao also noticed it and stopped talking. He was half hanging on Xie Qinian's body, but after a little mischief, he rolled onto his chest.

Xie Qinian scratched his chin, Jian Yao raised his brows and looked very comfortable being touched.

"I don't remember any of this."

Jian Yao immediately replied: "It doesn't matter, as long as I remember." In his opinion, it's nothing, people have to look forward, memory is gone, people are still by their side, they are already very lucky.

Xie Qinian felt uncomfortable again, he lifted up the little rice cake, and in Jian Yao's soft cry, turned back and pressed him into the bedding, the pillow was very soft, Jian Yao's hair was fluffy and stuck in it, He subconsciously hooked Xie Qinian's neck.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Xie Qinian leaned over to kiss him, but Jian Yao blocked him: "I still have a cold, it will be contagious."

Xie Qinian pulled his hand down, his brows were tight: "Don't be afraid."

"Oh!" Jian Yao snorted lightly, and was kissed.

Just as he was kissing so much, he heard Xie Qinian say in his ear: "Baby, would that person in your memory kiss you like this?"

Jian Yao responded dazedly, and the reaction was several beats slow before realizing that this address was a bit strange. Wait, why did my husband use the third person? There is no third person between them!

"Sir, sir, wait a minute!" Jian Yao pushed Xie Qinian away a little bit with the strength of a milk cat, gasped for a few seconds, and said to him, "There is no one else."

Of course Xie Qinian knew it, but he knew it, his emotions would follow his imagination, and these information gaps couldn't be smoothed out all at once.He said "hmm" and bit the lower lip of the little rice cake.

Jian Yao stared at his expression for a moment, knowing that this hurdle had not passed, she was at a loss and wanted to laugh: Sir, you are so naive, why would you think so, and forcefully conjure up another person.

Probably guessed the problem, he hooked Xie Qinian for a long time and didn't let go, thought about it in his arms, and whispered to his husband: "However, the question is quite right, sir."

Xie Qinian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The person in the past was not very good at kissing me like this, the way of kissing is different." Jian Yao had a mischievous smile in his eyes.

Pausing for a few seconds, he said, "I'll show you." Then he raised his head, his lips and tongue hooked the heart of the person in front of him, and a little bit of ruddy tongue delicately licked the lip lines, like a spring flower pistil stretching out softly. The vines, with shy water droplets, sway in the wind, and they can suck nectar into their mouths as long as they lower their heads.

The bed was rippling, the pajamas were scratched and wrinkled, and the memory did not return to the original place along the tip of the tongue, but the sweetness rose in a straight line.

Xie Qinian thought, how could he be willing to forget his little rice cake when he was lying in the ward, he should fight, struggle until his hands and feet are broken, and he must protect those memories.

Jian Yao didn't want Xie Qinian to worry too much. After all, his injury was also very important. The doctor specially told him not to deliberately recall it, as it would easily cause headaches, so he suppressed the shyness in his heart and acted more proactively than before.

Slowly simmering on low heat turned into roasting, Xie Qinian's eyes were dark, his arms tightened, and he asked, "Baby, does it get better faster if you sweat?"

Jian Yao's face turned red into morning glow, although she didn't intend to do so at first, but it seems too late to shrink back now, and they haven't been intimate for many days, just hugging doesn't seem to be enough.

The two have the same mind, and they only need to look at each other for a second in the gap to understand.The small red mole on Jian Yao's collarbone became redder after having a fever, and there was a light tooth mark next to it, which disappeared in a few seconds.

But this does not prevent someone from leaving other marks on his body, from the neck down, wet, Jian Yao was completely lost, his throat was drier than before, and he squeezed out a broken tone, as if unfortunately thrown into the desert In the water, like a small fish that is about to dry up, it can't help but flop around, and is suppressed by others, not daring to move.

Xie Qinian has always been very gentle, both rough and gentle, Jian Yao lost his soul in it.

He remembered the two confessions they had had twice, both of which were initiated by the husband, and his eyes enveloped him, making his heart flutter. While he felt inferior, he felt that he was so good that he deserved his liking, and at the same time he secretly laughed in his heart, feeling that he had earned it .

He said to his husband, "Sir, you are my first love."

Now, haunting him in the water, he said it again.

Xie Qinian kissed his eyes, and when he was half asleep, he said to him: "Yaoyao, I may not be able to remember the past for a while, but don't be afraid, the old me, I like the old you, Now I like all of you."

Jian Yao hugged him, smiling very sweetly.

He just said he earned it.

The author says:

Xie, the king of love talk——