I've been scumbag again

Qi Jing's actions were domineering, and Lin Zhan was imprisoned in his arms.

The white cold light fell on his face, and his beautiful facial features showed a bit of aggressiveness.

Lin Zhan didn't seem to expect him to come, Hang Shen looked at him for a moment, and before he could resist, he was hugged by Qi Jing.

The embrace was very warm, and the breath was very familiar. He hugged him so tightly that Lin Zhan could hear his heartbeat beating violently, one after another, resoundingly.

"You backhand." Restraining his greed for that warmth, Lin Zhan pushed Qi Jing away after he realized it.

Qi Jing hugged him tightly, resting his chin on the man's shoulder: "A Zhan, don't push me away, I miss you very much."

His voice was low and soft, revealing a bit of grievance. The always proud young man seldom showed weakness, but now he was a little pitiful, like a little puppy hugging his master's calf, afraid of being kicked away by him.

Lin Zhan placed it on his chest. He wanted to put more effort into pushing his hand away, paused for a while, and slowly curled up, but he didn't push it away after all.

"Ah Zhan, I miss you so much..." In the quiet office building, the clear and melodious voice of the young man is next to his ears, lingering on his longing and love during this period.

"...A Zhan, I love you the most." Qi Jing kissed his hair with gentle eyes.

I don't know which word touched Lin Zhan, the person in Qi Jing's arms who had struggled a little but was still at peace, pushed Qi Jing away violently.

Qi Jing was a little confused and almost fell to the ground.

"A Zhan."

The slender eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow on his eyelids, completely covering up his emotions. Lin Zhan's hands tightened and then loosened, as if trying to restrain himself.

He curled his lips into a smile, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, as if mocking: "Qi Jing, do you really love me? Don't you love Lu Sheng?"

He raised his eyes, the light in the bottom of his eyes was a bit cooler than the white cold light, as if he was spitting ice that would not melt for many years.

The certainty in his words seemed to be stating the facts.

Qi Jing raised his forehead and knew it was Lu Sheng.

"A Zhan, Lu Sheng and I are classmates. We did get closer for a while, but I don't like him, and there is no unclear relationship. You trust me." Qi Jing explained.

Lin Zhan looked at him coldly, parted his lips and smiled, his eyes were indifferent, obviously disbelieving.

Qi Jing had a headache.

Glancing casually, he saw the basically untouched takeaway that had been thrown into the trash can. He frowned slightly, then moved to the man's slightly pale and bloodless lips, and sighed slightly. .

Qi Jing walked over, took Lin Zhan's hand and left: "Go home."

Lin Zhan lowered his eyes and did not move, his attitude was obvious.

Qi Jing approached, leaned into his ear, and blew softly: "If you don't want to leave, I will carry you away, princess hug."

Lin Zhan raised his head and smiled evilly at Qi Jing, his earlobe was slightly red, when Qi Jing pulled him away again, he finally moved, but he shook off Qi Jing's hand halfway.

Seeing that he was obedient and did not run away, Qi Jing was very satisfied.

Qi Jing was in front, and Lin Zhan was behind, not side by side, with a distance of two or three steps.

The young man put one hand in his pocket and the other pushing the silver suitcase. His posture was lazy and casual, showing a bit of carelessness.

Lin Zhan's eyes were slightly in a trance.

Recently, he always felt that something was wrong.

I couldn't figure it out before, but now I understand that it's because of Qi Jing that something is wrong.

Qi Jing seemed to have changed.

Qi Jing was born in poverty, even though he later lived with him and was exposed to higher education, he still behaved like a petty man, which made people feel that his temperament was not worthy of his appearance.

But today's Qi Jing, every move is dignified and elegant, like a nobleman who came out of the Middle Ages.

and……

Maybe it was at this time that I woke up.

In the past, Qi Jing didn't have a trace of love for him in his eyes. Now that I think about it, it was all greed for money, but now Qi Jing...

Lin Zhan actually saw love in his eyes.

That is to say, the love that should be an illusion, still dragged him into a little fall.

[Ding, plus 15 favorability, current favorability -10. 】

Qi Jing drove back with Lin Zhan, and the two of them did not communicate during the whole process.

As soon as he got home, Qi Jing pushed Lin Zhan to take a shower, then went to the kitchen to make noodles.

When the bowl of hot noodles was placed in front of him, Lin Zhan was slightly taken aback, the rising heat blurred the emotion in his eyes.

His fingertips trembled, and he took a sip of the soup.

After drinking the warm soup, a feeling of warmth came over the somewhat uncomfortable stomach, which relieved the slight pain.

Seeing Lin Zhan obediently eating noodles one after another, Qi Jing heaved a sigh of relief. Just now he was worried that Lin Zhan would not want to eat.

After eating and resting for a while, Lin Zhan planned to go to bed.

When pushing open the door of the master bedroom, Lin Zhan paused for a moment, recalling the room separation and conversation between the two that night, with bitterness on the corners of his lips, he entered the room and closed the door.

Lying on the bed, darkness and loneliness swept over the moment the light was turned off, and Lin Zhan was so oppressed that he could hardly breathe.

He curled himself up under the quilt, trying to isolate all negative emotions.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, the sound was so soft that Lin Zhan thought it was an illusion, until the quilt was lifted, and a hot body was covered behind him, Lin Zhan trembled.

"you……"

"A Zhan, I want to sleep with you, otherwise I will suffer from insomnia." Qi Jing held the man in his arms with both hands, and rubbed his thin and soft hair with his cheek.

In the darkness, Lin Zhan's deep eyes widened slightly, he gave up after struggling for a while, I don't know if it was because of the boy's stubbornness and domineering, or because of other reasons.

The familiar atmosphere made Lin Zhan, who had been suppressed by negative emotions for a long time, relax slowly, and fell asleep after a while.

After sleeping soundly, Lin Zhan seemed to have forgotten the confrontation between the two before, his body turned over instinctively, and shrank into Qi Jing's arms.

Qi Jing's brows and eyes were gentle, and he lifted the hair covering the man's eyes with his fingertips, and saw the Qingdai in his eyes under the cold moonlight, and his heart was both soft and pity.

"Lin Zhan, your parents are dead, no one will love you anymore."

"Lin Zhan, the person Ah Jing likes has always been me. I'm by your side only for money."

"Lin Zhan, do you really think I like you?"

The vicious and disdainful looks one after another, and the cynicism and sarcasm one after another, forced Lin Zhan to step back and fall to the ground.

"No, you're lying to me."

"Don't go, don't go."

Qi Jing was awakened in the middle of his sleep, the person in his arms seemed to be in a nightmare, Jun's face was full of pain and sadness, he kept babbling, as if he was praying for something.

"Azhan, wake up."

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