last love

The hot pot restaurant was very close to Zeus, the driver walked around two blocks in Beicheng District and turned into a hidden alley.

I saw the signboard of Duji hotpot hanging outside the second floor, which can be seen that it has been around for a long time. Although it is midnight, there are still a constant stream of diners. It should be a genuine time-honored brand.

Han Jiangque obviously knew the boss very well, so he just said hello and put the ingredients in the recycle bag in the back kitchen for disposal.

They ordered the mandarin duck pot, and then added duck blood, beef tongue, and hairy belly in addition to Wen Ke's own preparation.The ingredients are very fresh, and the bottom of the pot is also spicy and fragrant.

But maybe it’s because the hotpot restaurant’s business is so good, people around are very noisy, so you have to raise your voice to hear it when you talk across a table.

As for Han Jiangque, who used to talk less, now that the environment is not suitable, he became even more silent.

Wen Ke drank another bottle of cold beer, which made his whole face flushed.

He had never drank so much alcohol in one night before, maybe the excess alcohol made his heart beat wildly.

Before leaving, Wen Ke wanted to pay the bill, but the boss smiled and said, "No, it's the old rules, it's on the bill."

When he said this, he asked Han Jiangque by the way: "It's rare to see you bring other friends here for supper. Xiaoyu didn't come today?"

"Well, I didn't come." Han Jiangque nodded.

Of course Wen Ke didn't know who Xiao Yu was, but she vaguely felt that it should be the Omega she saw in the bar just now.

The owner of the hot pot restaurant is familiar with Han Jiangque and the person named Xiaoyu, but he is not familiar with him, so he naturally calls him "other friend".

Chinese is very delicate, and the word "other" makes people feel a little sad.

When the two of them stood by the roadside together, perhaps because of the extreme excitement, Wen Ke felt inexplicably depressed.

The time between the two of them was ten years.

It's just too long.

Ten years is enough time for him to get married and then divorced; enough time for Xu Jiale to find true love, burn out the love with true love in marriage, and then fight for custody;

In the past ten years, he had no involvement in what Han Jiangque was doing or who he met.

It was this ungraspable sense of emptiness that made him feel lost.

Therefore, he wanted to talk to Han Jiangque, talking a lot, but he didn't even know where to start or what to say next. As time passed, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

If only this moment could be extended infinitely, infinitely, forever.

"Wen Ke," Han Jiangque said, "Did you come here by car?"

"Ah... yes, yes." Wen Ke thought for a while before replying dully. Everything was too chaotic today, and he himself forgot about the car he drove. I can't go back.

"Well, give me the car keys, and I'll drive you back tomorrow."

Han Jiangque's voice was very deep. When he arranged things so simply, he suddenly showed a mature appearance. Even such small details made people feel very safe.

"Okay." Wen Ke nodded obediently.

He took out the car keys and handed them to Han Jiangque. At that moment, he suddenly thought, are we going to say goodbye tonight?

Although there is still tomorrow, I really don't want to be separated.

When Han Jiangque took the key, he took Wen Ke's hand again.

He didn't look at Wen Ke, but just faced the road, and he was silent for a while before continuing: "Wen Ke, let me take you home."

"Okay," Wen Ke suddenly became happy.

He was like an idiot, he lost all logic between his joy and loss, he just shook Han Jiangque's hand and said again: "Okay."

When sitting in a taxi, the two-, three-, and 10-minute journey in the past felt surprisingly short, as if we had arrived at Sega in the blink of an eye.

Han Jiangque took Wen Ke all the way from the gate to Building B, and then to the lobby on the first floor, until he stood at the elevator door, there was really no room to go any further, and he still held Wen Ke's hand and did not let go.

"you……"

"arts……"

The two spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same second.

"I...you, you go first." Wen Ke said hastily.

While speaking, there was a "ding".

The elevator door opened in front of them, Wen Ke didn't take a step, but just pressed the elevator button outside, then turned to look at Han Jiangque.

Han Jiangque looked at him intently with a pair of dark eyes, and was silent for several seconds before slowly letting go of his hand.

"Wen Ke, good night."

"Good night."

Wen Ke walked into the elevator, looked at Han Jiangque and said the same.

Until the elevator door gradually closed in front of him, Han Jiangque's tall figure was isolated from the outside.

He just stared blankly at the elevator door without reaching out to press the floor.

He is still wearing Han Jiangque's suit, and has been wrapped in S-level pheromones tonight, so even in the weak period of pheromones, he only feels a little weak after tossing, but he doesn't feel anything in the genital cavity. Sharp pain, but he was still a little sad.

Is this the mood of being in love?

It's strange and sad.

Obviously we will meet again the next day, but it is still extremely uncomfortable. He doesn't even want to be separated from Han Jiangque for half a second.

Although I'm almost three years old, so I have been subconsciously restraining myself, but the youthful mood hidden in my heart seems to have recovered overnight.

Childish, clingy, and reluctant to part with Han Jiangque, he just stood in the elevator stupidly.

Wait……

Han Jiangque's suit!

Wen Ke was startled, and pressed the door open button several times.

He was originally waiting to rush out of the elevator to chase after him, but when the elevator door slowly opened, he suddenly found that Han Jiangque was still standing where he was.

Han Jiangque still hasn't left.

This realization made Wen Ke tremble almost all over.

He originally wanted to say to return the suit, but he couldn't control himself when he opened his mouth.

Because of the moment when the two eyes looked at each other, I realized that the eyes of the two people were so similar——

After a second of separation, I have already begun to miss.

"Han Jiangque, you, are you going back tonight?" He trembled and murmured, "I miss you."

Han Jiangque didn't say anything, and stepped into the elevator.

Wen Ke felt his body lighten, only to realize that he had been hugged.

Han Jiangque supported his butt against the wall, turned his face and kissed him deeply.This time, he was very familiar with it, and the tip of his tongue touched Wen Ke's lips, unceremoniously occupying his own territory.

Wen Ke's body was weak, he tried his best to stretch out his hand, pressed down the floor, and then half closed his eyes.

They kissed non-stop the entire way up the elevator.

There is surveillance in the elevator, but fortunately, kissing is not a bad thing, it's just a little embarrassing.

The elevator opened and they were still kissing.

Han Jiangque hugged him all the time, so Wen Ke had to wrap his legs around Han Jiangque's waist. While they were kissing, Wen Ke took advantage of the gap and frantically took out the key from his pocket to open the door.

The two rushed into the room recklessly, and then Han Jiangque almost rolled onto the sofa with Wen Ke on his back, and kissed each other messily.

Wen Ke stroked Han Jiangque's face, his heart was beating wildly——

In the bright and dark shadows, this face is unbelievable. The sharp sword eyebrows and deep eyes, because of the rendering of desire, the expression between the eyebrows and eyes is almost fierce.

It's like a teenage dream suddenly came.

Until now, he still has a sense of distortion.

Suddenly, the dark living room suddenly lit up.

Wen Ke was startled, and couldn't help but raised his body, and Han Jiangque also turned his head.

"Fuck me."

Xu Jiale came out of the bathroom in the living room with an electric toothbrush in his mouth. Since he didn't wear glasses, he had to stare at them with wide eyes.

His expression can be said to be very exciting - from being taken aback, to waking up like a dream, and then gradually pretending that nothing happened, a series of changes are even very natural.

"I did not see anything."

Xu Jiale finally calmly commented on this scene, and then turned off the light in the living room with a snap.

Being disturbed by Xu Jiale, Wen Ke's entire face was on fire.

He really has never been so out of line, he is meek and boring, this is what Zhuo Yuan said, although it is not a nice word, but at least it summarizes his previous life.

He never thought that one day he would be caught by his old friend rolling on the sofa with Han Jiangque to make out.

He suddenly woke up from the passion just now, almost jumped up from the sofa, and said to Han Jiangque with a blushing face, "I, I will prepare something for you to wash."

Han Jiangque pursed his lips in displeasure, but didn't say anything more.

……

Wen Ke really became a spring-loaded giraffe.

He was undoubtedly excited. Although he tried hard to suppress his emotions, he couldn't hide his bouncing around the room.

He first hung up Han Jiangque's suit carefully, and then quickly prepared things for Han Jiangque to stay overnight.

From the guest bathroom, he found the toiletries for the guests, and picked out a dark blue toothbrush and glass cups for Han Jiangque;

The extra bath towel was used by Xu Jiale, so he could only find a soft white towel for Han Jiangque first, and he told Han Jiangque with some embarrassment: "Use mine first... and facial cleanser, toner, shaving Use mine for all the knives, I'll go out and buy new ones for you tomorrow during the day."

Han Jiangque obviously didn't care about these things, so he responded boredly.

Wen Ke was halfway through her work, and then thought of something. She hurried to the refrigerator in the kitchen to boil water to make a half cup of black tea, then mixed half a cup of iced milk into it, and made a cup of milk tea very simply.

"Try it." Wen Ke handed the warm cup to Han Jiangque with some expectation.

"Sweet." Han Jiangque frowned unceremoniously, and pushed the cup back.

"Then, put more black tea next time." Wen Ke took it back hesitantly and drank a couple of sips, and then said, "The main reason is that you won't be able to sleep if you put too much tea before going to bed."

"I'm going to take a shower."

Han Jiangque picked up the toiletries that Wen Ke had prepared, and instead of going into the bathroom in the living room, he went into the bathroom in Wen Ke's master bedroom.

"Okay." Wen Ke followed, and then realized that she almost followed the shower room, and quickly backed out, saying, "Then I'll leave your pajamas outside."

When Han Jiangque was taking a shower, Wen Ke was still busy, and he was hurrying to tidy up the bedroom.

Sega's house has only two bedrooms, one is occupied by Xu Jiale, of course Han Jiangque will sleep with him.

He brought an extra quilt from the storage room and put it on the right side of the bed, then patted the bed and quilt lightly so that it would be more fluffy to sleep on.After that, I still didn’t forget to take a small succulent from the living room and put it on the bedside table on the right.

After everything was ready, he finally took a breath and sat on the bed.

In the past, Han Jiangque often came to his house to play, and sometimes he would stay there, using him for everything.

Every time Han Jiangque came, although his family was not rich, he would do his best to prepare the best.

In summer, I went downstairs to get a big bowl of cold noodles worth ten yuan, with beef and kimchi, and then chilled with ice water until Han Jiangque came, and the two of them shared the food together.

They would study together, and when they were tired from studying, they would lie on Wen Ke's bed and watch martial arts together at night.

Han Jiangque's reading is terribly slow. Wen Ke usually has to wait for half a day after reading a page before Han Jiangque turns the page. While waiting, he quietly looks at Han Jiangque's face——

The sultry night wind blowing in from the window lifted a lock of the boy's black hair, and his heart seemed to flutter.

In the first year of high school, the Alphas in the class gave Han Jiangque the nickname "Little Princess", and from time to time they would call him Princess Han.

It's only natural that Han Jiangque doesn't like being called that. No Alpha would be willing to be called that.

So Wen Ke never said this.

But sometimes, he feels that he doesn't really care what the world thinks of Alpha, he can treat Han Jiangque as his princess.

He surrounded Han Jiangque and doted on Han Jiangque.Unconsciously, but willingly.

Later, after marrying Zhuo Yuan, sometimes Zhuo Yuan mentioned Han Jiangque intentionally or unintentionally, and said to him with a hint of sarcasm and concern in his tone: "Xiao Ke, you are not as good to me as you were to Han Jiangque before." ah."

He was really frustrated at the time.

Why not.

He has tried his best to remember Zhuo Yuan's preferences, remember Zhuo Yuan's taste, and live according to Zhuo Yuan's ideas, but Zhuo Yuan still feels that it is not enough.

Until now, he seems to finally understand.

Zhuo Yuan used to be the Alpha that marked him, but with such cognition and connection, he can only take care of Zhuo Yuan like homework and responsibilities.

But Han Jiangque is so different.

He is happy in front of Han Jiangque, dancing clumsily, holding hands, and kissing. Even if he just circles around Han Jiangque, he feels satisfied.

In this world, everyone recognizes how rare the AO mark is.

But Wen Ke suddenly thought that markings are really not that rare.

The unique one is Hanjiang Que.

The one who can spring him and tie him with a bow.