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Ninety-nine out of ten of the mental depression that started when he was a teenager was a by-product of his native family, but Ling Yan was too young ten years ago, and he was in it, so he couldn't explain the reason, he could only feel unhappy.Ten years later, when the boy grew up, he finally saw himself clearly, and finally mustered up the courage in his heart to resent his loved ones, but found that there was no chance in the world to smooth over the wounds of regret for him, so he could only silently, behind his parents, Help them put the mask back on.

All tragedies will reincarnate.

A child's life is a replica of their parents.

At that moment, he had an extremely strong sense of fate. He thought of the dispute between him and Qi Siming, the last time Qi Siming slammed the door loudly, and this time he packed up his luggage and left him in the middle of the night.The lover archetype from his parents was deeply rooted in his subconscious. At that moment, he seemed to be floating in the air. With the perspective of God, watching him and Qi Siming accusing each other was exactly the same as Ling Yuanshan and Wen Hui back then. A hopeless marriage is exactly the same.

At that moment, Ling Yan felt cold all over his body.

He could have tolerated it, his parents' generation was like this, he could have tolerated it.It's just that he suddenly became afraid. He wondered if there would never be anyone in this world who would belong to him. They approached him and then left him one by one. Wen Hui was like this back then. Decisive.

He couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to save himself, so he called Qi Siming and asked if you still want me?He is begging him, he is saying that he has no place to go, no one to rely on, please don't leave, please give me back.

That night, Qi Siming was playing bridge with a group of his uncles and brothers in District XXI, chatting about what happened to the new executive officer recently, when he received Ling Yan's communication, he was also taken aback.

Ling Yan was seldom vulnerable, and he was not a person who would bow his head. This abnormal emotion squeezed his heart tightly. He didn't care about winning or losing, so he came out of the game with his clothes in his hands, and immediately adjusted to the one closest to the capital. The helicopter pilot went to pick him up, and when he hung up, he was still thinking, fortunately, this is in the old house, otherwise, if it was in the house near his school, where would he find the helipad at such a late hour.

Ling Yan arrived two hours later. He was wearing a mask and covered it tightly. Qi Siming was already impatient waiting outside. Seeing the person arriving, he thanked the pilot and pulled him anxiously. Walking into the house, avoiding the guests at home, and dragging people into the room.

Qi Siming almost forgot when was the last time he had sex with Ling Yan.

He hadn't touched him for a long time, and his skin almost forgot how he felt. The two of them didn't speak, and he didn't ask him what happened. He started to take off his clothes as soon as he entered the room. Ling Yan was also very emotional, his eyes were red, As if struggling, she kept tearing the fabric on her body and kissing Qi Siming.

For a moment they felt like they were the night they met again, without reserve, without shame, lust and passion.Ling Yan took the initiative to turn over and ride on Qi Siming's body, propping his chest with both hands, biting his lip, and swung his hips back and forth in a state of obsession.His technique is very good. He and Qi Siming pretended to be passive and unfamiliar before. Ling Yan tensed his back and bent down to kiss Qi Siming while moving. His bony shoulder blades were like the wings of a butterfly, about to break apart. out.

That day was the first time Qi Siming used violence on him. He pinched Ling Yan's neck and threw him off his body. He pressed him into the soft bed, pressed his narrow hips, and went straight in and out without any skill. .This house where Qi Siming has lived for more than ten years has hidden too many private collections. During a break, he dug out sets of toys. In the end, Qi Siming entered Ling Yan with a metal collar. Body.

"say you Love Me."

Ling Yan's legs were put on his shoulders, and his knees touched his chest. Qi Siming locked his limbs, kissed his face, and swooped down fiercely, as if he was about to pierce him.

Ling Yan grabbed his shoulder and screamed ahh, tears streaming down his red eyes, "I love you."

"It's okay to say that you leave me."

"I can't leave you." Ling Yan hugged the person on his body tightly, and clung to him uncontrollably.This desire came too quickly, they barely lubricated, and the dripping water was brought out by the straightforward and violent thrusting of the flesh, wringing, pounding, and burying in the mud where they connected each other, but Qi Siming still hated it. Not enough, lowered his waist, pushed in again heavily, bit Ling Yan's ear and asked him, "Is it deep enough?"

Qi Siming used to always dislike Ling Yan and refused to make a bed, but that day Ling Yan really did.He had never screamed like that before, it was painful and indulgent, as if his body was hurt, other than that, he didn't know how to shout out wantonly.

After that, Qi Siming let go of his hand, and Ling Yan cried out, his body trembling uncontrollably until he climaxed.Qi Siming sent it to the top with his own hands. The pleasure of blowing the knife and breaking the hair was so sharp that it almost made people faint. Ling Yan raised his neck, the main artery was stretched, and the thin layer of skin on the side of the neck was stretched to the limit. He couldn't for a long time. Take a breath.

At this moment, Qi Siming thought of the lubricating fluid left aside in the cold, unscrewed the cap, dripped it on Ling Yan's body, and stretched out his hand to smear his chest.After Ling Yan's orgasm, his body was extremely sensitive. After being teased by him like this, he unconsciously hunched over, squirmed uncontrollably, and rubbed the bed sheet.

"Comfortable?" Qi Siming looked at his rare unrestrained form, smiled lightly, and sighed, "You kill people when you laugh, but you kill people when you cry." He moved his position and lay down beside him .

Qi Siming was angry before, but Ling Yan took the initiative to come to him to calm him down a bit, and now that he is full, he doesn't really mind rebuilding the old relationship with him, "This is my parents' house. "

"Huh?" Ling Yan obviously didn't recover.

Qi Siming supported his head with his arms, "I said this is my parents' house."

Ling Yan heard clearly at this time, and wanted to sit up nervously, "Then can I live here?"

Qi Siming was confused by his rhetorical question. He originally wanted to use this as an introduction to tell Ling Yan about the place where he had lived for more than ten years, and to emphasize the importance of family. Who knew that Ling Yan's focus was a little different from his. He was puzzled, "Why can't you live here? You still despise the old house?"

"No." Ling Yan gave him a complicated look, lowered his eyes, and whispered, "They didn't live in my house when they went to the capital, they booked it outside, I..."

Qi Siming was overjoyed, he didn't expect that Ling Yan would be overwhelmed with such a small matter, "My parents are quite modern parents, they usually pay attention to the proper way to get along with me, and we are all adults, they also I didn't stay overnight because I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for me to run into something at night—you are staying at my house, so the nature of this is different."

In fact, they quarreled like that before, and it would be a little awkward to reconcile, but it may be because of the love they just had. When Ling Yan was hugged tightly by Qi Siming, he was close to him, so I can't care about that. .Rubbing his neck, he whispered, "It hurts just now."

The two of them were sweating profusely after exercising, and now that the sweat had dissipated, Qi Siming shook off the quilt and wrapped them both in it.

He kissed the top of his hair, "Does it hurt?"

Ling Yan buried himself in his chest, and nodded slightly like a cat.

"Understood," Qi Siming said, "I'll bring that with you next time you fight with me again."

Ling Yan stretched out his hand dissatisfied and hit him. After hitting him, he seemed to remember something, pushed him away, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Qi Siming was puzzled, and asked him what he wanted to do. At the door, I picked up my clothes and rummaged through them.Qi Siming was even more puzzled. He hasn't slept yet. What kind of hysteria does the child have? He wrapped the big quilt around his body and got down barefoot, "What are you looking for? Did you lose something?"

The old house just doesn't work. This house is almost as old as a European castle. Except for the grand hall, Qi Siming can't pick out the advantages of this house at all. The constant temperature system always makes him feel that it hasn't been upgraded for half a century.

Surrounded by the quilt, Qi Siming stood and watched Ling Yan looking for something. After a few breaths, he heyed out a square box.

Before he had time to be shocked, Ling Yan had already knelt down in front of him.

Qi Siming was startled by him, and jumped back like a gazelle.

Then Ling Yan knelt down on his knees, opened the box, and looked up at him.

Inside the box is a ring.

The air then fell silent, and the two stared at each other with big eyes.

After a while, Qi Siming spoke with difficulty, "Aren't you going to say something when you propose?"

When Ling Yan was reminded by him, his eyes widened for a moment. It seemed that he was really unprepared. Qi Siming felt hot and helpless. Moved, opened his mouth, "I am not a very good-tempered person, and I get bored easily after staying with anyone for a long time..."

Qi Siming: "..."

Ling Yan said slowly, looking at him seriously, "I'm tired of people talking late at night, I'm tired of someone suddenly turning on the light while sleeping, I'm tired of the sound of cooking in the open kitchen in the morning, and I'm tired of the rushing water in the bathroom." Sound... I've tried to accept people before, but I can't stand them, but if this can be related to you, I think I'll always look forward to tomorrow... I will say that you are very handsome when you smoke cigarettes and eat late-night snacks Habit is cute, full of life energy, even sweating is sexier than other people."

"I have liked you for a long time, for ten years... In these ten years, I have been looking for you, and we will meet several times across the street, but you didn't see me... I know the house near your school It's 230 steps down the periphery, I know you've had 4 girlfriends and 2 boyfriends, I know you have a small scar on your forehead when you fight with someone, I know..."

Ling Yan suddenly couldn't continue.

He thought that he had already let go of those things, so many twists and turns in his mind, he didn't ask, he shouldn't talk about it, but unexpectedly, he didn't let go of it.He took a long breath before he finished his sentence, "I've always wanted to see you, all the time. All my hopes these years have come from the imagination of reuniting with you. I didn't expect you to come to me on my own initiative. I really didn't." I thought about it, I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago, I thought I was the only one who remembered..."

"Qi Siming, if I have to spend my whole life with someone, I won't think about him except you."

"So Qi Siming, I've said so much, can you agree to my marriage proposal?"