You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

Qi Ming felt his heart beating violently.

He didn't know why Ling Yichen wanted to fight with that person, he hoped it was the reason he wanted to hear, but he was afraid that it was his own sentimentality.

Qi Ming was inexplicably out of breath, he subconsciously let go of Ling Yichen, and loosened his fingers on the collar.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, Ling Yichen's eyes followed his fingers, and slid all the way from his neck to his collarbone, and then from his collarbone to his neck.

Qi Ming's hand stopped suddenly.

Ling Yichen didn't make a sound, just looked at him quietly.

The two fell into a boundless silence.

After a while, Qi Ming said, "I know the person who fought with you. The idiot in the class next door. I heard he likes me, right? I didn't take it seriously before."

When he said "like", Ling Yichen's pupils shrank obviously, and he turned his head to one side.

Qi Ming felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, and continued: "He warned you as a rival in love? Why do you care about him? Fighting doesn't hurt, so don't forget it? "

Ling Yichen didn't make a sound, which was his default.

"How about this matter..."

Qi Ming racked his brains to continue the topic, to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, and to achieve a tacit effect, but he heard Ling Yichen sneer.

"Qi Ming."

Qi Ming reflexively turned his head to look at him.

"Qi Ming," Ling Yichen said his name again in a hoarse voice, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, "It wasn't he who warned me, it was I who warned him, I told that scumbag to stay away from you, don't fight Your idea. In the end, he mocked me, saying that I don't even have the courage to tell the truth, and I am not qualified to speak for you. "

There was a wall behind Qi Ming, and before he had time to dodge, Ling Yichen pushed nose to nose into the corner of the wall.

"Do you know what he means?" Ling Yichen put his hands on the wall behind him and asked softly.

Qi Ming could feel the warm breath spraying on his face, he could even hear Ling Yichen's heartbeat, and the rhythm of his breathing became faster and faster, and even Qi Ming's breathing became more rapid.

"I..." Qi Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a while, "I know."

"Then don't talk about those useless things, and give me a quasi-letter letter if you like it."

Qi Ming looked at Ling Yichen's trembling eyelashes, couldn't wait to adjust his breathing, raised his head and kissed them.

After that, Ling Yichen formally confessed to him once, and the two established a relationship.

When dating, it is impossible to talk about who accommodates whom, and there is nothing about Ling Yichen that often makes Qi Ming feel particularly distressed. In addition, there is no follow-up after that incident, so that Qi Ming almost forgets what happened that day. up.

But Ling Yichen's aggrieved "Qi Ming" sounded a bit like the tone of that day, and he returned to the state of mind at that time in an instant.

The mentally and physically exhausted feeling on his body softened Qi Ming's heart so much that he didn't hesitate at all.

Qi Ming knew that he had chosen to take the responsibility of taking care of Ling Yifeng with him this time, and the relationship between the two of them was no longer as simple as lovers, the difference was almost equal to falling in love and getting married.

They began to have a common focus of life, a common goal, and people who are inseparable from both sides, and they have a more and more consistent life trajectory. One day, their lives will be completely entangled.

We share weal and woe, we stand together through thick and thin.

Qi Ming lay on the bed in a daze for a while, feeling a little sticky on his hands, looked down and saw the blood was still flowing, and then remembered that he forgot to find a band-aid.

He raised his hand and looked at the moonlight outside the window. The wound was not deep, so it shouldn't be a big problem if he didn't use it.

He reached out for a napkin, dipped some water in the water glass, wiped the wound clean, and wrapped his finger with another napkin.

Should be fine overnight.

But if Ling Yichen was here, he probably wouldn't have handled it like this.

Even if there is no Band-Aid, it is definitely not enough if his finger is not sucked by him.

The author has something to say: Yifeng is the younger brother and Yichen is the older brother ~ don’t get confused