You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

What Duan Yu said just now couldn't be more obvious.

First, Duan Yu himself is crooked.

Second, Ling Yifeng is crooked.

And he was used to it.

Ling Yifeng didn't know if the same kind of breath he felt on Qi Zhongshan was right. After all, after that time, Qi Zhongshan seemed to be more relaxed than him, and he would play with him when he had nothing to do. He was so honest that he couldn't help but start to wonder if his intuition that time was just an illusion.

Qi Zhongshan didn't make a sound, just snoring softly on Butter's back with Ling Yifeng's hand.

Probably because at night, the cat owner became more energetic. After being touched for a while, he took the initiative to raise his head to rub Qi Zhongshan's hand, which made his palm itch, and even made him want to laugh because it felt inappropriate.

"Help me take off the scarf and put it on the hanger behind the door, otherwise it will be full of cat hair." Ling Yifeng broke the awkward silence between the two, and reminded, "When you come back, I will teach you how to hold a cat. "

Qi Zhongshan nodded, carefully avoided the cat, and untied the scarf around Ling Yifeng's neck in circles.

Ling Yifeng found that he felt particularly sensitive to Qi Zhongshan's hand, and when his callused fingertips rubbed past his Adam's apple, an ambiguous atmosphere almost overflowed.

However, Qi Zhongshan seemed to be very attentive when doing things, as if he didn't have any charming emotions in it.

"Quickly explain it," Ling Yifeng's voice was a little hoarse, "Time is tight and tasks are heavy, so don't flirt."

Qi Zhongshan's fingers paused.

"No," Qi Zhongshan turned around and hung up the scarf, "I'm not flirting."

"Don't think that I don't know if you don't tell me." Ling Yifeng glanced at him, "Hands are not very honest."

"No blind teasing," Qi Chongshan shifted the emphasis, emphasizing the word "blind", "No, blind teasing."

In fact, he couldn't explain why he wanted to tease Ling Yifeng. Before the midterm exam, he could take the opportunity of the exam to divert his attention, but now that the pressure of the midterm exam has just been relieved, he has to bite the bullet and face his true self. idea.

He is not slow, and it's not that he doesn't know that his relationship with Ling Yifeng is a little different from that of ordinary children, but the current relationship is not stable, and it seems unreasonable for him to go beyond the rules.

It seems that flirting with Ling Yifeng is an instinctive behavior that cannot be restrained. It's not flirting or blind flirting, but when you see him, you can't help but want to get closer, want to be ambiguous, and want to go further.

Do you like it?

Still impulsive.

Ling Yifeng paused for a moment, but subtly didn't ask any further questions, as if the conversation just now didn't exist at all, and directly turned to the topic of asking Qi Zhongshan to deal with cats, and asked him to try to hold Butter in his arms after being friendly.

Ling Yifeng stood aside and observed quietly for a while, then set up the easel.

Butter became a cat cake in a peaceful manner, but its tail was hanging long, sweeping around Qi Zhongshan's wrist.After a while, it curled up its tail again and wrapped it around Qi Zhongshan's wrist like a bracelet.

Qi Zhongshan scratched behind its ears with his hands in a strange way, Butter's expression became tired, and a contented grunt came out of his throat, and his tail gradually retracted, gliding across Qi Zhongshan's arm.

Maybe it was because of itching, the corners of Qi Zhongshan's mouth inadvertently turned upwards, and his eyelids were lowered, looking at the cat that started to doze off.

Under the warm lighting, he has the unique tenderness and beauty of a young man, which makes people unable to take their eyes off him.

It's just a painting.

Ling Yifeng thought for a while, and then wrote.

For a while, the only sound in the studio was the rustling of the pen nib rubbing against the paper, like a lullaby, quiet and peaceful.

Ling Yifeng found that no matter what the scene was, when he was alone with Qi Zhongshan, there was an indescribable irony.

warmth.peace of mind.Very safe.

He admitted that at the moment when he looked up at Qi Zhongshan, he really thought about living with Qi Zhongshan like this for the rest of his life.

It's just that in the next moment he collected his emotions and continued to pour his emotions into this painting.

The tip of his pen stopped involuntarily.

He suddenly didn't want to sell.

Too distracted.

When Ling Yifeng was thinking this way, Butter suddenly opened his eyes, broke free from Qi Zhongshan's embrace, jumped onto the table with all his might, and looked around in horror.

A flash of lightning followed outside the window, striking straight down, accompanied by thunder a few seconds later, making the entire window tremble.

"Qiu Lei?" Qi Zhongshan was a little surprised, half kneeling on the sofa, got up and opened the curtains, "It's really rare."

Ling Yifeng leaned over to his side, and as soon as he looked out the window, he was stunned by a flash of lightning, and Butter jumped into his arms in fright, Ling Yifeng lost control of his balance and almost fell off the sofa.

Qi Chongshan quickly reached out to grab it, but Ling Yifeng couldn't dodge it in time, and directly crashed into his arms.The butter slipped out of the two people's arms like a piece of real butter, and meowed beside them in dissatisfaction.

Great, now there isn't even a cat in the middle.

Ling Yifeng was a little embarrassed, and just about to push Qi Chongshan away, there was a louder thunder and thunder, and Butter's whole cat's hair was blown, and it ran around, scratching Ling Yifeng's arm with one paw.

"Hiss—" Ling Yifeng was in so much pain that he almost swung the cat off the table, "Didn't Duan Yu cut your nails?"

The voice just fell.

power cut.

The cat was quiet for a while, then licked Ling Yifeng's arm flatteringly, and immediately disappeared into the night without a trace.

"I'm going?" Ling Yifeng was so dazed that he forgot the pain, "Did you trip?"

"Maybe," Qi Zhongshan patted him on the back and comforted him, "It's okay, I'll go and have a look."

The warm atmosphere dissipated just now, and the fear of darkness struck instantly. Ling Yifeng shuddered, and subconsciously grabbed Qi Zhongshan's arm: "Don't go!"

Qi Zhongshan was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized: "Then I won't go, I will stay here with you."

The sofa was very small, and it was quite difficult to squeeze two people in. Ling Yifeng only realized now that he was leaning against Qi Zhongshan's arms.

At first, both of them were in a daze, and no one let go, but now they hugged each other for a while, but the atmosphere became more delicate.

Qi Zhongshan's steady and powerful heartbeat rang in his ears.

a little fast.

Breathing is still a bit messy.

Ling Yifeng closed his eyes and opened them again.

Qi Chongshan's smell is very familiar, but it is so strong that he feels strange, suppressing him and making him unable to breathe.

When breathing is not smooth, the breathing will be disordered, and the heartbeat will speed up...

He felt that his heartbeat completely resonated with Qi Zhongshan.

Jump faster and faster.

After another thunder struck outside the window, it started to rain.

The sound of pattering rain reached his ears and gradually became blurred. In the end, Ling Yifeng didn't know what happened outside, and could only hear Qi Chongshan's heartbeat.

Qi Zhongshan did not let go of him, but turned his body around, pressed him on the sofa, and hugged him in his arms.

Ling Yifeng couldn't help taking a heavy breath, and a short muffled sound escaped from his throat.

To be honest, in this state, he was not surprised that Qi Zhongshan kissed him.

But Qi Zhongshan didn't. After taking him to relax slightly, he just patted his back very lightly, as if he was afraid that doing anything too much would scare him.

very warm.

The fear of the dark deep in the memory surges out irresistibly, like sticky bubbles emerging from the mud, which is disgusting.

But Qi Zhongshan's consolation succeeded in calming him down slowly, and the darkness mixed with lightning and thunder was not so unacceptable.

"I'm not that scared." After being rubbed for a while, Ling Yifeng sniffed, buried his face in Qi Zhongshan's arms, and said softly, "Anyway, I'm not the only one in the studio."

"En." Qi Chongshan responded, stroking his back from top to bottom like a cat's fur, "I'm here."

Ling Yifeng thought that he would subconsciously get out of Qi Zhongshan's arms in order to cover up his throbbing, but he didn't. After the initial nervousness, he actually relaxed slowly, and leaned into Qi Zhongshan's arms obediently .

It's still raining.

For the first time, he felt that the darkness brought not only fear, but also beauty and warmth.

The more he thought about it, the more the memory of confrontation flooded in like a tide, overwhelming him.

Seemingly bewitched by the sense of security that Qi Zhongshan brought him, Ling Yifeng wanted to confide in all his heart. He just felt tired at this moment, and wanted to find an outlet for the pressure he had borne for so many years regardless, pouring out come out.

Before he could think about it, he subconsciously spoke.

"When my mother died...it was raining that night. The bookshelf fell directly on her head the other day. She was very busy and didn't go to the hospital after recovering. Then she died at home. Epidural hematoma, I remember the cause of death." Ling Yifeng's voice was very soft, "I am the only one in the family. When my brother came back, my mother was already dead. I saw my own mother leaning on the sofa, closing her eyes, and dying in front of me. Right now, but I don't know, I didn't even know what death was at the time. After I finally knew, I couldn't sleep all night and night, and I was so scared. But now that I really say it, it doesn't seem so scary. .”

Qi Chongshan just stroked his back silently.

"But if you don't say it, it will stick in your heart forever... Do you know that feeling?" Ling Yifeng's voice became a little hoarse, "If you say it, it will dissipate and it won't hold you in your heart... But you find If you don't get someone to tell you, you can only keep it up, keep it up, just like a nightmare."

"I think Ling Yichen also suffered from insomnia, Qi Ming was in a cold war with him at that time, and he should not be able to sleep." Ling Yifeng suddenly laughed as he spoke, "Oh, I missed it, you don't know if the two of them are A couple."

"I guessed it earlier," Qi Zhongshan laughed, "We have been together for so many years, and I have never heard of any of them having a girlfriend. They eat and live together. They are not lovers."

"How can you say that so lightly?" Ling Yifeng smiled, and his voice slowly lowered, "But why do they even tell me to walk the 'Bangzhuang Road'?"

Qi Zhongshan was a little at a loss, but still patted him on the back slowly.

"Don't hug me, I'm gay." Ling Yifeng suddenly felt sad for some reason, took a deep breath, and continued without hesitation, "I'm a bastard, I'm an illegitimate child..."

His eyes suddenly widened.

A tear that had just brewed just happened to slip down.

Qi Zhongshan leaned down, and his lips were very close to the corners of his eyes.

"It's okay, Yifeng, it's okay." Qi Zhongshan's lips finally fell on his earlobe, a bit like a kiss, and a bit like whispering in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry it's too late today, I gained a little weight

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