Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

Soon the police came to clean up the mess. The sudden incident in the cafe was like snow in the sun, which evaporated quickly without leaving many traces.

The snow outside the door stopped, and the long-lost sun finally ushered in the gloomy sky.

The people who had just experienced an emergency were all terrified. Seeing that the snow had stopped outside, they did not stop in the cafe. In a short period of time, the cafe that had just been overcrowded suddenly became quite empty.

Many people recognized Hong's identity, but when they realized that they wanted an autograph, they found that the professional hero was no longer here.

Inside an unassuming bar on the corner of the street.

Today is Christmas, most of the people who get drunk in the bar all day are also aware of what kind of holiday it is today, the number of customers in the bar is much less than usual, and at a glance, only a few people are sitting in the corner and drinking by themselves , looked extraordinarily deserted.

Soft music slowly flowed from the speaker in the corner, and the hoarse female voice quietly expressed her love in a deep voice. The dim light from the bar hit the person, adding a touch of loneliness.

"One Glenlivet, two sodas, thanks."

Hong put the camel scarf around his neck aside, and ordered three drinks to the bartender at the front desk.

The young bartender nodded, flexibly fiddling with the mixing glass in his hand.

"I'm an adult."

Harada on the side hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

Hong raised his head and glanced at him, without making a sound, silently pushed the glass of pale gold malt whiskey in front of him, and took one of the two glasses of soda.

Harada: ...

He just said verbally that he didn't really want to drink.

But when he thought that this was the wine that Jiao Dong ordered for him, Harada perked up.

Like most young people, Harada also yearns for the profession of "hero", but unfortunately his personality is not suitable for the profession of hero. He has also applied for several famous hero high schools, but unfortunately he was rejected in the end.

But even so, he still longed for the profession of a hero, so when he saw Hong as a professional hero, after the initial bewilderment, all that remained was excitement and admiration.

"If I get drunk later, I'll trouble you to take me back."

Harada lowered his head and whispered pleas to Akito beside him.

He really didn't have much confidence in his drinking capacity.

Qiu Ren glanced at the young man on the right. He was holding the glass of soda water in his hand, and he didn't speak, just silently staring at the colorless and transparent liquid in his hand.

Doesn't seem to be angry.

So Qiu Ren nodded and agreed.

Neither Akito nor Hō were talkative people, and Harada, who usually never closed his mouth, might have been a little nervous because he was too excited, holding the glass of whiskey as quietly as a chicken and drinking in small sips.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Harada actually had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask.

For example, why did Hong appear in that coffee shop, what is his relationship with Qiu Ren, why should he bring them to the bar, and can he sign his autograph?

But due to the awkward atmosphere at the moment, he didn't ask any of these questions.

The door of the bar some years ago was pushed open from the outside, followed by a clear female voice.

"Ah, senior, you are indeed here! It's too much to leave me there alone!"

……

"Mizumori Kiyoko, a beautiful girl hero who has become very popular recently."

Harada pointed at the girl who was pestering Hiroshi, and whispered in Akito's ear.

"Like Jiao Dong, she has a rare dual personality, and her personality is that water follows the wind, which is very suitable for Jiao Dong's ice and fire. She also graduated from Xiongying, and she is Jiao Dong's direct descendant. The personalities of the two are so suitable. In addition, they are both handsome men and beautiful women, many people say that they are dating, I heard that Andeva seems to agree with the two of them."

When it came to gossip, Harada's chatterbox immediately opened up, and he shared all the information he knew with Qiuren beside him, and then added a sentence of his own summary at the end.

"I think they're a good match."

"Are you thirsty?"

After Harada shared the gossip he had learned with Qiuren, Qiuren suddenly asked such a question.

Harada nodded, he was really thirsty after talking so much.

He thought that the other party would hand him his glass of untouched soda water, but Qiu Ren turned around and said something to the young bartender who was performing fancy bartending skills at the front desk.

"Bring him a Glenlivet, please, thank you."

Harada stared dumbfounded at Akito's smiling, harmless side face.

???

……

Harada's drinking capacity is indeed average. After two glasses of whiskey, he fell down on the bar counter and became unconscious. Qiuren looked at the two professional heroes who were chatting happily, thought for a moment, and rewrapped the scarf on the side. On his neck, he got up and prepared to wake up Harada who was lying on the bar counter and sleeping soundly.

A hand lay between him and Harada.

"I come."

Hong always had no expression on his face, and he lifted the drunken Harada up before Qiuren stretched out his hand, pay attention, he lifted him up by his collar, and without waiting for Qiuren's reaction, Go straight to the door.

"senior……"

The female hero who was still chatting with Hong just a second ago stared blankly at Hong's leaving figure, mumbling something in her mouth.

Qiuren didn't have time to listen to what he said. He watched Hong walk out the door, and Harada, who was held by his collar, looked uncomfortable, and his face was flushed red, as if the next It's like spit out in seconds.

Qiuren hurriedly chased after him, and rescued Harada from Hong's hand before he spit it out.

Harada once told him the address of his home, and with good memory, after getting Harada on the lease, Akito told the driver in the front row an address.

Hong also got into this taxi. The driver was an elderly master who was not very familiar with the popular hero in the back seat, so he just saved himself a lot of trouble.

After sending Harada to his home, Harada's mother warmly invited him to join their Christmas queue tonight after expressing her gratitude to Qiuren.

"Yongtai always mentions you to me. He always says Mr. Hong is a very good classmate. My family Yongtai has been taken care of by you on weekdays. If you don't mind, can you stay and have dinner with us. "

"Thank you for your kindness."

There was a hint of apology in Qiu Ren's polite smile.

"I have something to do tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay, I wish you all a happy Christmas Eve."

This gentle mother saw the silver ring on Qiuren's right ring finger sharply, and there was a hint of understanding in the gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Since this is the case, it's not easy for us to keep more. If you have time in the future, you can come and play anytime."

After saying goodbye to Harada's mother, Akito walked up to Toro who was waiting for him at the corner.

He was standing under a tree, the leaves had fallen off in autumn, leaving only clumps of bare branches stretching unscrupulously.White snow piled up one after another on the skinny pledge. From time to time, you could hear a "click", the sound of the thin branches being overwhelmed and broken by the snow.

Standing under the tree, the black windbreaker elongated his already tall figure even more slender, and a little white snowflakes got on that camel scarf at some point, and when he looked closer, he found that there was also a little snowflake on his head. , but mixed with the white hair on the right side of him, it is not easy to be found.

"Look down."

Qiu Ren beckoned to him, and bowed his head obediently.

"All right."

Gently brushing off some snow from his hair and scarf, Qiu Ren smiled at the young man opposite him.

"go home now?"

Hong shook his head, "There are still some things that need to be dealt with."

"That's it."

Qiuren blinked, "Can you come back tonight?"

"do not know."

"Ok."

Qiu Ren sighed, and stuffed the beautifully wrapped paper bag into Hong's arms.

"I was going to give it to you at night, but it's the same now."

Bang opened the bag in front of him, and took out a thin red rope from inside.

There are no extra embellishments on it, just a thin red rope braided with a few red threads.

"I saw it by accident in the mall and bought it. This one is sold as a pair, and the other one is in my hand."

Qiu Ren rolled up his right sleeve, revealing the thin red rope on his wrist, and the bright red made his already fair wrist even more white as snow.

After Hong's gaze stayed on that too fair wrist for a few seconds, he stuffed the red rope in his hand into Qiu Ren's opposite, rolled up his right sleeve, and stretched out his right hand in front of Qiu Ren.

"Help me put it on."

Qiuren tied a slipknot for him, and took it off later for convenience. After Hung retracted his right hand, he changed the slipknot into a dead knot and tied it tightly.

"I never celebrated Christmas before."

Boom said in a low voice.

"I know."

Qiuren nodded.

He understands that the other party's implication is that there is no Christmas gift for him, but Qiuren doesn't care about it.

He waved at Hong again, motioning him to lower his head, Hong did as he did, and then Qiuren moved up to kiss him on the lips.

"Christmas present, I have accepted it."

Seeing the astonished expression on the other party's face, the gloomy mood before suddenly cleared up.

"I'm going back first, and if you don't come back at night, send me a message."

Qiu Ren stopped a passing taxi, and said to the young man behind him in a good mood.

"Autumn people."

The moment Qiuren was about to get into the taxi, Hong suddenly called out his name.

"Ok?"

Qiuren looked back at him.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Hong looked at him, his strangely colored eyes were filled with tranquility.

Qiu Ren blinked his eyes, then shook his head.

"No."

Qiuren noticed that there seemed to be a gloomy flash in the youth's gray and lake blue pupils for a moment.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Qiuren received a text message from Hong, saying that something happened and needed to be resolved.

Qiuren replied, "Okay, be careful." Looking at the large table full of dishes, he suddenly lost his appetite. In the end, he didn't even take a bite. When the dishes were cold, he wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator inside.

Nearly nine o'clock, another snow fell, and the white and crystal snowflakes fell quietly in the night, covering the whole world silently.

The heating in the house was fully turned on. When Qiuren came out of the shower and saw the snowflakes outside the window, he was stunned for a moment. He just sat on the window sill and watched the night snow quietly through a layer of transparent glass.

He didn't know when he fell asleep leaning against the window sill like this. He didn't wake up from his sleep until a slight rustling sound came from the living room.

The door of the porch was pushed open from the outside, and a familiar figure appeared at the door, mixed with the cold breath of ice and snow outside.

"You're back."

Qiuren greeted the young man at the door a little sleepily.

Seeing Qiu Ren sitting on the window sill, he froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to be here, and then frowned.

"Why did you fall asleep here?"

He took off the snow-stained black coat and camel scarf and hung them on the hanger in the entrance, and walked to the window sill to hug the sleepy Qiuren.

The difference in height between the two is actually not that much, but Qiu Ren is relatively thin and weighs a lot less than Hong, so Hong picked him up easily.

but……

"Is it necessary to use this posture..."

Being hugged in the posture of a princess, Qiu Ren's original sleepiness has long been replaced by another kind of shame.

"Is there something wrong with this posture?"

He gave him an extraordinarily honest look, as if he didn't realize that there was something wrong with the princess's hugging posture.

Qiu Ren sighed silently in his heart, simply gave up struggling and let him go.

Boom directly carried him into the bedroom and placed him on the already made mattress.

"I'll take a shower first."

After putting Qiuren down, Hong said this sentence.

Qiu Ren answered vaguely, he was already sleepy, and fell asleep when his head touched the quilt, and he fell asleep quickly after Hong left.

However, this sleep did not come to fruition in the end. After an unknown period of time, he heard a slight noise coming from the room, and a familiar smell of peppermint entered his nose. Then, he felt the bed beside him sink, Someone got into his bed.

Qiuren was thinking in a daze whether he should open his eyes and say good night, and then he realized that he was turned upside down. His body, which was originally facing the right side, was turned over to the left side.

Then a warm body was attached to his body, and a kiss with the cool breath of mint fell on his forehead, the tip of his nose, and then his lips.

This time the kiss didn't seem to be as gentle as usual step by step, but rather aggressive, a little rough and frenzied, like a storm, trying to stain his whole body with his scent.

what happened to him?

Qiu Ren, who was almost suffocated by the kiss, had no choice but to pinch his waist lightly. The young man's body froze for a moment, and Qiu Ren took the opportunity to break himself free from his embrace.

"what happened to you?"

Qiu Ren sat up from the quilt, the color of his lips, which was originally pale, was now bitten by him, and the corners of his slender eyes were slightly red.

A hint of darkness flashed in Hong's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"I don't want to see you have too much contact with other people."

There was a slight hoarseness in the deep voice, which sounded extremely sexy.

"Harada and I are just classmates."

Qiu Ren explained to him a little funny.

"I know."

There were still not many emotional fluctuations on his face.

"I just don't like you getting too close to others, I will be jealous."

He is the only person Qiuren knows who can say the word "jealous" so naturally.

"Then I try to keep a distance from him in the future?"

The smile on Qiu Ren's mouth couldn't be restrained.

His jelly is so cute.

"Then are you jealous?"

Hong didn't answer his inquiry, but asked him a question instead.

Qiuren was puzzled, "Huh?"

"Mizumori during the day, are you jealous?"

Qiu Ren was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he was referring to the beautiful female professional hero during the day.

"I heard that your father seems to like that Miss Mizumori very much."

Akito blinked his eyes, and said the information he heard from Harada during the day in a more euphemistic manner.

Hong's face darkened slightly, "What does his liking have to do with me?"

It seems that ten years later, the relationship between Hong and Andeva is not much better...

Qiuren thought so.

"So are you jealous?"

Boom raised this question again.

"That Jiao Dong, do you like that Miss Mizumori?"

Qiuren didn't answer his question directly, but threw a question at him.

"I don't like it, I only like you."

Without hesitation for a second, he answered the question almost instantly, with a firm and persistent tone.

"Since you don't like her, why should I be jealous?"

Qiu Ren propped his chin with one hand, looked at the young man opposite him with a smile and said.

Hong frowned, "Won't you be sad to see me talking to her and ignoring you?"

Qiu Ren blinked, "Aren't you guys discussing work matters?"

boom:……

"puff."

Seeing the tangled and aggrieved look of the young man opposite, Qiu Ren really couldn't help laughing out loud.

"How can you be so cute."

Qiu Ren laughed so hard that tears were about to fall out.

Hong didn't speak, just looked at him motionlessly with those beautiful eyes.

"Okay, I confess it."

After laughing enough, Qiu Ren wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stared at the young man in front of him seriously again.

"I'm jealous. When I saw you with Miss Mizumori, I was indeed jealous."

"I don't like the way she looks at you, the way she calls you, and I don't like her getting too close to you."

After a moment's pause, Qiu Ren looked at his beautiful eyes with a slight smile on his lips.

"Does this bother you?"

"No."

Hong shook his head, and wrapped him into his arms.

"I am very happy."

The deep voice was like a thin hook that kept provoking the fragile and sensitive heart.

Qiu Ren's body suddenly froze for a moment, and some unexpected changes seemed to have taken place somewhere in his body.

"You're an adult."

The low, hoarse magnetic voice clung to his ears, like the whispers of a devil, and the sensitive earlobe suddenly fell into a warm and moist place.

The straps of the already loose pajamas were untied at some point, and the hot kiss meandered down the neck with a hint of aggression, leaving traces of aggression everywhere.

"I didn't prepare you a Christmas present, as compensation..."

The young man above untied his pajamas, revealing a large and strong chest. He slowly lowered his body, interlocking his fingers with the person below him forcefully but gently.

The silver ring on the ring finger of the right hand shone with a warm color under the light, and the wrists tied with red knots were tightly pressed together, inseparable.

"I give you myself."

He whispered softly in his ear.

You are already mine.

Qiuren wanted to say this very much, but when he opened his mouth, there was only a croon that made people blush and heartbeat.

The snow outside the window is still falling silently, just like the spring light that fills the room at this moment, I don't know when it will stop.