Sugar

The bus leaves.

On the way to the hotel while dragging his luggage, Zhao Qingling secretly brewed his emotions.

...For the first time in my life, before the onset of neurosis, I actually had to brew emotions!

Almost useless.

But it was brewing and brewing, and it did succeed in brewing a lot of grievances.

For example, Cheng Che was still talking to that Li Xiaoli along the way.

For example, Cheng Che did go out to drink with Xu Bo, and it is also true that his long legs were touched.

For example, after finally being together, he insisted on being a workaholic and not accompanying him.For example, my feet are swollen into trotters, but I still refuse to talk about it.

The straight man can't see his daily anger, and he doesn't know how to coax him if he sees it.

They've been together for three months, yet they still don't trust him, treating him as a potential super scumbag who could change his face at any time!

Okay, since it was originally designed by a scumbag.

I'm a scumbag today, here, you, look!

They have this hotel in Lithuania and the design of the rooms is also very cute.

The balcony of the room is a small white spire, the window is an antique style of stained glass with a dome and a square bottom, and all the lighting in the house has a sense of age.

It is completely different from the hotel in Poland, like a small, gorgeous castle.

It's a pity that Zhao Qingling didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

After entering the door, he threw himself on the bed and didn't speak.

In fact, along the way, Cheng Che noticed his dark circles under his eyes and his apparent lethargy without saying a word.

Thinking about the whole person's state since yesterday, I feel a little bit wrong. I always feel that I was exhausted a few days ago, and I feel a little distressed.

"Qingling, if you are tired, you can rest in your room today. I will run the route by myself. Or you can come to me after you wake up."

Zhao Qingling didn't reply.

Just grabbing the phone and poking around.

Cheng Che didn't care, boiled some hot water, and took advantage of the spare time to wash his face.

When he came out, he was not wearing glasses, and his face was still stained with water, so Zhao Qingling swung his phone at him.

"I just bought a plane ticket and will return home at night."

"...Going home?"

Cheng Che was stunned, unable to react.

"Why do you want to go back suddenly? Isn't it just less than half of our itinerary? Could it be that something happened to the company?"

"No," Zhao Qingling said coldly, not even looking at him.

"It's just that I'm tired of staying here, annoying, and want to leave."

bother?Cheng Che was still at a loss.

Why bother?

If he was tired of staying in Warsaw for five full days, he could still understand.But today was their first day in Vilnius.

Although the two countries are adjacent to each other, they are completely different in architecture and culture...

He reacted for a long time before he realized that he was thinking straight again: "Qingling, you, are you angry?"

Nervous, he took a few steps towards the bed.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or did I do something wrong, tell me."

Obviously before, no matter what he did wrong, Zhao Qingling would always say it.

He would complain to him at the top of his voice, and would act like a baby and express dissatisfaction with him by dancing and dancing.

But this time, Zhao Qingling just remained expressionless.

"No."

"I'm just tired, I want to go back." He was cold, his amber eyes didn't look at him.

"If you feel that you have work to do, it doesn't matter if you stay and finish the itinerary by yourself. I'll go back alone."

Cheng Che: "Qingling! What happened?"

"Did something happen to the company, or what happened to your family? Tell me!"

Cheng Che became anxious, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to feel the temperature on Zhao Qingling's forehead.

No fever, not talking nonsense.

So, what happened?

Cheng Che began to think hard, did he really do something wrong?

However, even if you do something wrong, the consequences will not be so serious!What outrageous things did he have to do for Zhao Qingling to be so angry that he wanted to leave him abroad and go back alone?

The sudden change without warning is really scary.

He was confused and didn't know how to deal with it.

Confused, puzzled, anxious and helpless.

Suddenly, the front lapel sank.

In a whirl, the body has already fallen on the soft bed.His body was heavy, there was some rough biting on the side of the cheek, his body was cold, and there was a warm, low-pitched panting sound in his ears.

……

when - when - when -

Church bells were ringing, coming from outside the window.

Everything in the house is dim, mixed with breath, tense, and gloomy, making people feel in a trance.

In fact, similar bells sounded in the Great Bell Temple on the outskirts of their city.

It is said that the temple is very spiritual, so incense is constantly burning all year round. During the New Year, everyone goes to worship and grab the first incense, and it is even more crowded.

Since the summer of his freshman year in high school, Zhao Qingling would ask his family driver to drive the car every year, and take his friends and friends to incense.

[Brother Ling, what are you asking for? 】When burning incense, buddies always ask him.

【I?Of course I am studying, hoping to apply to a good university in the United States. 】

[Fuck, do you need to ask for such good grades? 】

[That's right, Brother Ling, you can't fail to apply.Don’t waste your wishes, just ask for something else if you want me, such as asking for a particularly beautiful girlfriend~]

Every time others make noise, Zhao Qingling just smiles.

Should study, or study.

Later, I entered a good university as I wished, and traveled around when I was free during the holidays.

I even ran through various holy places all over the world that are said to be very spiritual in making wishes.

His fellow travelers, or the friendly strangers he meets, often ask him the same question.

[What did you wish for? 】

【I?Of course, wishing for a smooth future. 】

When he was in Thailand, monks put small yellow flowers on his wrists and led him around the Buddha three times.

The Buddha has four sides. Monks say one side is love, one side is career, one side is money, and the other side is peace and health.Wherever you ask for, put the small yellow flower bracelet in front of you.

Zhao Qingling's body has always been safe and healthy, and he has never been short of money since he was a child.

Only "career" and "love" are left.

After turning around three times, he walked to the side of "Career" without hesitation, lowered his eyes and put down the wreath.

It's strange, obviously he is not enthusiastic about his career at all.

But asked for a career.

... Zhao Qingling would never seek love.

He won't beg, he proudly and stubbornly believes that a man with his condition doesn't need to "beg".

He is so good, someone "should" love him sincerely.

"should".

For a long time, there has been someone who "should" know how good he is, and love him sincerely, infatuatedly, tragically, and without hesitation from the beginning to the end.

But in reality, there has never been such a person, which is really ridiculous.

This world is so ridiculous.

The world owes him.

Fortunately, after many, many years of waiting, searching, and being particularly unhappy, God finally gave him the grace to give him the person he had always owed him.

Since being together with Cheng Che, this world has finally become "normal".

Zhao Qingling finally felt relieved, and stopped being angry with God.

Ordinarily, it was a baby who had waited so hard for such a baby.

He should cherish it.

It should be cherished and cherished for a lifetime, he knows.

……

He also wants to cherish.

However, right now, at least for this moment, it cannot be done.

The man under him completely lost his usual calmness, and he looked shocked and flustered, which made people's heart beat confused and blood spurt.

By the way... the desire to destroy is high.

His baby has really long legs and a really good figure.

The curvature of the waist attracts people to commit crimes.

The corners of Zhao Qingling's lips raised a strange arc, and he believed that his eyes must be red at this moment.

... It was burning fiercely, burning from the eyes to the whole body, and it was extremely hot.

Wanting to damage his body, like a flood, poured out.

Even though he was already shaking so badly, he still wanted to see him in a more miserable and desperate way - wanted him to be more miserable and helpless than when he was lonely and waiting for a long time in those ten years.

"..."

"Cheche, it's impossible for you not to have heard of it? As for me, I don't have long-term personality."

He lowered his head and whispered in his ear, full of cunning, selfishness, and malice.

"What you like can become dislike in a blink of an eye. In my case, there is no 'long time'."

"I want to go back because I'm tired of playing."

"Fortunately... three months is long enough. We should all have a good time with each other?"

"Oh, what's the matter? Are you surprised?"

"Why? You should have known that I am this kind of person. We went to high school together. I have always been like this. Have you forgotten?"

"Fortunately, you didn't expect anything from me from the beginning, did you?"

The person under him was stiff and his face was pale.

He remained motionless as if he was dead, and even when he forcefully separated his legs, he still didn't know how to struggle.

After a while, the eyeballs finally moved.

It was crystal clear, but it didn't hang down its eyes and dodge like before.

Instead, she stared straight at him blankly.

It was like being pierced by a sharp knife without defense, puzzled, confused, wronged, painful, and unbelievable.

……injured.

He was completely injured.

My heart hurts badly.But at the same time, he was deeply satisfied and overwhelmed by the strange happiness that surged up.

"Ah."

Zhao Qingling was so insanely insane, while feeling so sorry for him that his eyes were slightly misty, he laughed happily and contentedly.

His thoroughly uncomfortable appearance is really pitiful and miserable.

So cute and so alluring.

It hurts so much, I want to hug him, and it's so sweet.

I want to tell him it's okay, I won't really hurt you.

But didn't do that.He just restrained that person selfishly and occupied him forcefully.

In the arms, there is hot skin.

Enveloping him, more intense heat.

Life is almost complete at that moment.

Even the whole world in front of him turned into a bright and broken beautiful crayon drawing. Zhao Qingling's body didn't really reach the peak, but his mental level was absolutely fierce and unprecedented, almost suffocating.

...Basing one's own joy on the misery and pain of others, and making her fucking happy at the pinnacle of life.

Scum to the end of the world.

But there was no time to reflect on it.It's like a child seeing candy, knowing that it will cause tooth decay, but still can't wait to peel off the shiny candy wrapper.

Put the candy in your mouth and enjoy the shuddering sweetness.

It's so sweet, I can't stand it.

After enduring it for so long, he was so miserable that it was even more delicious than he imagined.

I like it very much and enjoy it very much.

So happy, never been so satisfied.

The world is so big, he has been looking for him for so many years.It was very tiring to find, and I almost gave up.

I almost gave up and stopped looking for it. This world is not worth it.

Fortunately, I finally met him.

I really like it so much that I can't control it.

Every day, my mind is full of wanting to do many crazy, perverted, charming, crazy and blinding things to him...

Ahhh, what should I do, he is indeed hopelessly insane.

Once a person is crazy, he can't stop at all!

Zhao Qingling had a somewhat illusory smile, not giving him a moment to breathe, enjoying the sweetness of the child's stolen candy even more crazily.Hearing the shattered and forbearable breathing in his ears, he wished he could stop thinking about anything and just sink into the endless abyss.

"Oh, no more..."

"No more..."

There was a hoarse gasp in the ear, with some miserable crying.

Poke straight to the softest place in the bottom of my heart, heartbeat and heartbreak.

Zhao Qingling hugged him tightly, with a morbidly gentle and cautious face, and murmured silently with his lips:

not true.

Cheche, none of those cruel words are true.

I love you, I only have you.

I'm just a little bit angry with you, and a little nervous, don't dislike me.

Be good, cry out.

It's so uncomfortable, I must want to cry.

Cry for me.

Want to see you cry, baby.I will let you go if you cry.