Years of love

Before Zhou Luo finished speaking, Yan Qi grabbed his wrist firmly: "No brother, I can do it by myself."

"I'll overcome it with you, it's okay, I have brother here." Zhou Luo reached out and rubbed his back to comfort him, which made Yan Qi feel much more at ease.

To Yan Qi, Zhou Luo's hands seemed to be able to soothe all the anxiety in his body. He relied on this kind of touch, like a kind of drug addiction, which he couldn't quit.

Yan Qi squatted on the ground with his head lowered, his eyes were a little unfocused, he wanted to try the extreme feeling alone, he was very unfamiliar with this feeling, he wanted to try whether he had the courage to face the last scene of seeing Su Jin alone Even though the first attempt just now made his legs a little weak and his ankles trembled a little, he felt that there was no problem with him, because on the other side of the balance, it was Zhou Luo who would agree to his request.

Yan Qi felt that he was a little hypocritical, but he couldn't do it, so he had to stand up again.

Zhou Luo tied up his ankles and walked in front of Yan Qi. Before Yan Qi realized what he was going to do, Zhou Luo's whole body was tightly attached to him.

The staff was tying their belts, using their utmost strength to tighten the two people's waists so that there was no gap at all. Yan Qi couldn't hear anything in his ears, only the faint sound of the wind and Zhou Luo's hot breathing.

When they moved slowly to the platform, the audience under the tower burst into warm applause.

"Is it because the handsome guy wants to dance but doesn't dare to dance, so our president will accompany him." Tan Yingying said excitedly: "What kind of fairy brotherhood is this!"

Brother and sister.

Cheng Ye looked at Zhou Luo and sighed. Neither of the two hugging people on the platform took a step, and seemed to be still talking.

Cheng Ye smiled, took out his mobile phone from Chen Ze's coat, and held it up in the air to freeze the picture of the two embracing each other.

click.

"I can still..." It was a bit difficult for Yan Qi to hug Zhou Luo. He wanted to speak, but because he was nearly a head shorter than Zhou Luo, his face could only be buried in his throat, and his voice was muffled by his clothes, which was hard to hear. clear.

"Yes." Zhou Luo patted his head: "I will agree to any request you make."

After finishing speaking, he moved a step to the outside to test Yan Qi's reaction, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

"I'm about to jump, are you afraid?" Zhou Luo asked.

Yan Qi grabbed Zhou Luo's down jacket on the back, and was worried that it would be scratched, so he had no choice but to stick his palm firmly to the surface of the jacket: "Don't be afraid."

Hearing Yan Qi's affirmative voice, Zhou Luo took another step forward. The moment he fell, the two of them fell straight towards the lake, and fell heavily towards the lake with the rising voices.

No discomfort.

In addition to feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart due to weightlessness.

The exposed skin couldn't even feel the biting cold wind, and was locked firmly in the arms of the person opposite.

Yan Qi could hear the sound of the wind and the singing of birds, and he still wondered why there were birds singing in such a cold day.The uneasiness when he fell no longer exists, and the voices that were so tense that they automatically blocked the whole world began to come back to their ears again. The human voices gradually became clear, Yan Qi slowly accepted them, and then amplified them a little bit, and the surroundings slowly became real .He didn't seem to have any sad emotions, because there was another voice that sounded too clearly in his ears.

Zhou Luo's heartbeat.

Until they were pulled up by the staff, Yan Qi could still hear his heartbeat, which was getting stronger and stronger.Yan Qi had already forgotten that when he first came to Zhou Luo's side a long time ago, he fell asleep listening to his heartbeat for countless nights. The sound at that time seemed a little different from what he heard now.

Zhou Luo supported Yan Qi to stand firm, and the moment the belt was loosened, both of them breathed much more freely.

"I'm suffocating." Zhou Luo pulled off her short down jacket, revealing only the blue hoodie inside, and quickly lit a cigarette for herself.

Yan Qi didn't feel anything special after he landed smoothly, except that his walking steps were a little floating, and every step seemed to be stepping on cotton, everything was normal.

The three male editors on the jumping platform had already gone down to join the main force. Cheng Ye called and said that he was waiting for them in the car and told them to gather quickly to avoid the evening rush hour on the way back to the city.

Zhou Luo and Yan Qi walked into the elevator without a word, neither of them said anything.He smoked quietly, Yan Qi followed behind him and stared blankly at his clothes.

Yan Qi was taken aback by the sound of "ding" when the elevator came to the end. Fortunately, Zhou Luo didn't notice his ridiculous reaction, and followed him out of the elevator without incident.

Yan Qi walked forward with his head depressed all the time, he never expected that Zhou Luo would stop suddenly, and his whole body was caught off guard against his back.

Yan Qi rubbed his forehead, heard Zhou Luo crush the cigarette butt, and said something softly.

"Just now." After speaking, Zhou Luo pulled him into the shadow of the jumping tower elongated by the afterglow of the setting sun, watching his eyes become deep and charming due to the hazy light.

Yan Qi didn't expect Zhou Luo to ask him to make his request so soon, but then he thought that if he went home and asked for it later, he would probably lose control.Where there are people outside, he will take into account the reactions of others and restrain his willfulness.

"I..." Yan Qi turned his head to avoid Zhou Luo's fiery eyes, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Yan Qi." Zhou Luo's body carried a faint scent of smoke, and Yan Qiguang couldn't bear the itch in his heart when he smelled this smell: "I don't know what you are doing today..."

"Give me a hug." Yan Qi frowned, and mustered up the courage to look at Zhou Luo: "Just... just a hug."

Zhou Luo was stunned, and then quickly laughed again: "Haven't you hugged enough just now?"

"It's not the same." Yan Qi's expression was a little painful: "Use how you feel about me, give me a hug."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Luo felt that he had been completely killed by the young man in front of him.

After a long time, he sighed.Although this difficult problem was thrown back by Yan Qi and made him feel a little confused, he still complied with Yan Qi's request and hugged him tightly.

Zhou Luo's clothes were open, and this time the heartbeat was only separated by a layer of cotton cloth, Yan Qi could hear it clearly, and the heat from Zhou Luo's body surrounded him little by little, covering him completely, even being covered by him. This irresistible heat almost sank.

For a moment, Yan Qi was in a trance. He remembered that when he fell from the second floor and fell into Zhou Luo's arms, it was also the same temperature and such a touch, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

But now, all the feelings that he had been in contact with Zhou Luo crawled back to his consciousness little by little along with the heat, Yan Qi felt dizzy for a while, and his consciousness became a little unconscious.

He let go of his hand and took half a step back.

Just when Zhou Luo thought the hug was over, Yan Qi suddenly grabbed Zhou Luo's collar, stood on tiptoe, stood in the middle of Zhou Luo's slightly separated steps, stretched his neck, and kissed her.

Zhou Luo suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The kiss didn't last long, it was almost released at the touch of a touch, Yan Qi hugged Zhou Luo tightly again after the kiss, and whispered in his ear: "Don't push me away."

Zhou Luo frowned, his hands that had nowhere to rest made him a little dazed, and then he found that Yan Qi was trembling, and his neckline felt damp and hot.

Yan Qi didn't cry at all, he never learned how to cry loudly, he just shed tears silently.Zhou Luo was worried that the tears would hang on his face and the cold wind would hurt like needles, so he stretched out his hand to tear off the down jacket, and hugged him in his arms.

He was frightened for a moment, and didn't know what to say. Apart from distress, his mood was a little complicated.

When he heard Yan Qi's weak crying voice, his nose was slightly sour, and he hugged him even tighter.

The shadow gradually elongated and spread, and the surrounding light gradually dimmed.

Yan Qi had no voice or movement, and quietly rested his forehead on Zhou Luo's chest, without making a sound.

Zhou Luo kept patting him on the back, as if to comfort him, but also a little helpless, Yan Qi didn't dare to guess his intention, but he didn't dare to look up into his eyes either.

"Stop crying." Zhou Luo said softly, raising his hand to wipe Yan Qi's face, "Aren't you afraid others will notice?"

Yan Qi left Zhou Luo's body, wrapped the scarf around his neck again, covered half of his face, rubbed his bangs on his forehead twice, his soft hair slightly covered his red eyes.

"Let's go." Zhou Luo pulled up the down jacket, lit a cigarette from his pocket, and put it in his mouth, neither smoking nor spitting.

Just don't want to talk.

Yan Qi followed behind him, took two steps, and still pulled Zhou Luo's clothes.

"Brother, I..." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Luo turned around and he had to let go of his hand. Yan Qi knew that Zhou Luo was looking at him, so he didn't look up, staring at Zhou Luo's shoes and waiting for what he would do next. Speak the words.

"I'll just pretend... nothing happened today." Zhou Luo seemed to be having a hard time saying this.

Yan Qi is very much like a child who has done something wrong. Hearing this, his heart sank suddenly. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, but he knew that even if Zhou Luo said this, was it to comfort himself? The relationship has changed, and when they live together in the future, their sincerity and sincerity have changed. Zhou Luo will pretend to be a competent brother, but what about himself?

Shelving or turning a blind eye to this changed emotion is torture for Yan Qi.

What he wants, never escapes.

"You still think I'm...brother?" Yan Qi asked in a low voice.

These words seemed to suddenly touch a certain switch in Zhou Luo's heart, and all the bored emotions rushed out in an instant.

"Otherwise? What do you want me to think of you? How old are you? What do you know?" Zhou Luo took a deep breath of the cigarette, until at this moment, being squeezed by countless strange and complicated emotions, he finally showed a little impatience, and smoked the cigarette indiscriminately. Exhale to the side.

"Then when will I have to wait until you are willing to be with me?" Yan Qi frowned, the more he wanted to remedy the deteriorated relationship, the more he listened to Zhou Luo's words that did not please him so much. resentment.

"Let's live in school next semester. Think about what you should do at what age." After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he turned around and was about to go back, no longer worried about whether Yan Qi would keep up with him.

"Don't you feel anything about me?" Yan Qi said to himself.

Zhou Luo still didn't look back. He threw the cigarette into the trash can in the nearby tourist attraction, put his hands in his pockets and walked straight towards the parking lot against the wind.

"I like you." Yan Qi whispered while standing in the wind, he didn't seem to care whether Zhou Luo heard it, and just kept repeating this sentence in a low voice.

"Brother, I like you." Yan Qi clenched his teeth, raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes viciously, he had just finished crying, his body was a little weak, and there was a sore feeling in his bones, he actually didn't want to cry , but he couldn't restrain the helplessness that exploded in his chest. His sense of powerlessness came from his age, his mentality, and his identity. Obviously, he was willing to be an obedient younger brother for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly Greed is always hidden in the emotion of being content with the status quo and may erupt at any time, tempting you to want more at all times.

Yan Qi coughed twice, feeling a little cold, he took out the gloves from his pocket, wrapped his red fingers tightly, took a few deep breaths, waited until his heartbeat slowed down and his mood calmed down, then he turned towards Zhou Luo's. The figure ran over.

Standing beside the bus, Cheng Ye first saw Zhou Luo, who was not very bright, walking quickly. When he passed by him, he just glanced at him and got on the bus without saying anything. Cheng Ye wanted to take the initiative to say something to him, Zhou Luo didn't give him this chance.

Then he saw Yan Qi running towards him in a small step, and Cheng Ye was struggling with how to appease Yan Qi, and when he was awkwardly organizing his words, he found that Yan Qi didn't even look at him, making him look like an asshole Heartbroken old lady.

Yan Qi got into the car, Zhou Luo was already sitting in the seat where they came, Yan Qi squeezed sideways from Zhou Luo's legs to his side, and sat firmly by the window.

The car slowly drove away from the scenic spot, Yan Qi slid down a little while leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes were always looking out of the window, looking at the scenery that was gradually speeding up and receding, it was only a short day, and he was already with Lai The mood was completely different.

Yan Qi felt a little stuffy in his chest, and his eyelids were so heavy that he could barely open his eyes. He shrank his neck, as if he used the long down jacket as a shell to avoid contact with the outside world, and hid it tightly inside. He was able to sleep peacefully.

Maybe when I wake up, everything will be fine.

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