The correct way to eliminate loneliness

Time passed by, Qi Yehan leaned against the head of the bed, raised his chin slightly and looked at the ceiling indifferently, the ceiling here was not as beautiful as Yang Han's, it was pale.

Wang Xuan was sitting on the chair beside the bed, with his feet resting on the bedside table shaking once and for all, playing with the gun in his hand all the time.

"What are you thinking?" He suddenly asked.

Qi Yehan didn't speak.

"Do you think why he killed my sister? Or do you not believe it at all?" Wang Xuan asked with a smile, "He admitted it himself. Because of this incident, he left the original unit, otherwise His qualifications are definitely not just a captain now. Back then, Yang Han could be said to be a legend in the entire police circle..."

Qi Yehan slightly turned his head to look at Wang Xuan, he could feel that Wang Xuan's obsession with Yang Han was far beyond him.It's just that Wang Xuan's feelings for Yang Han are complicated, and the matter between them is destined to not have a simple ending. Thinking about it this way, he feels a little sympathetic to Wang Xuan.

However, how could he be better than Wang Xuan?

"Are you afraid?" Putting down the gun, Wang Xuan asked suddenly, then shook his head and said to himself, "I don't think you are afraid, you are Qi Yehan, how could you be afraid."

"What do you want?" Qi Yehan couldn't help asking.

"Yang Han has asked me this question many times. In fact, I also want to know what I am going to do..." He sighed and stood up slowly, "I am tired. After so many years, I am really tired. .”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a door opening sound outside, which was not concealed, as if deliberately letting the people in the room know that someone was coming.

Wang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, "He's here."

Qi Yehan instantly became nervous.

"He won't call the police. He knows this is a matter between me and him, and he won't let others interfere. No matter what, there must be a result today."

"What kind of result?" Qi Yehan felt a little ominous.

Wang Xuan turned around and picked up the gun beside the bed, "I'm going to ask Yang Han about this." He bent slightly and stretched out his hand towards Qi Yehan, "Please."

Qi Yehan looked at him, and didn't give him his hand, but stood up and started the business by himself. The medicine still affected him, his legs were a little weak, but he didn't show it.

He walked in front, Wang Xuan followed, the two left the bedroom together, Yang Han stood in the living room, he was secretly relieved to see Qi Yehan came out unscathed.

"Are you OK?"

Qi Yehan frowned, but still replied, "It's fine."

"It's coming soon," Wang Xuan asked with a smile, "Have you brought a gun?"

"No." Yang Han replied, even took off his coat and threw it aside, so that Wang Xuan could clearly see that he was not carrying a weapon.

"Why not?" Wang Xuan asked provocatively, "Maybe he can kill me with one shot, just like..."

"This is between me and you, it has nothing to do with him." Yang Han interrupted him, looking at Qi Yehan, "Let him go."

"Why has nothing to do with him?" Wang Xuan asked back, putting a hand on Qi Yehan's shoulder, "Actually, at first I was also curious about what kind of relationship you two would develop, so I became Qi Shao's driver, and now..." Wang Xuan shook his head, "I think if he wasn't here, you wouldn't have come at all."

"I will come." Yang Han said firmly.

"Then let me see your sincerity." Wang Xuan thought for a while, "Kneel down first."

Yang Han pursed his lips.

"If you don't kneel, I'll let him kneel for you." Wang Xuan touched Qi Yehan's waist, "But if he kneels, he won't be able to stand up again."

Yang Han glanced at Qi Yehan, then slowly knelt on the ground.

"Tsk tsk..." Wang Xuan mocked, "It's really chilling, brother-in-law, you haven't even kneeled before my sister, have you? Now you kneel for this man?"

He pulled Qi Yehan into his arms, leaned into his ear and asked with a sneer: "Young Master Qi, what do you think of it? Are you moved by him?"

Qi Yehan didn't speak, just stared at Yang Han.

Wang Xuan looked down at Yang Han and asked, "He already knows about you, do you want to defend yourself?"

Yang Han looked at Qi Yehan's eyes with a slight smile, "No, because he said he believed in me."

"Trust you?" Wang Xuan looked back at Qi Yehan questioningly, "Do you really believe him?"

Qi Yehan nodded without any perfunctory.

Wang Xuan's expression suddenly became a little ferocious, he pointed a gun at Yang Han and asked Qi Yehan again, "Even if you know he is a murderer who killed his wife, do you still believe him?"

"I trust him." Qi Yehan said calmly.

Wang Xuan gritted his teeth, stared at him fiercely, and grinned after a while.He looked back at Yang Han, who was kneeling on the ground, and hit his head with a gun, "It's really good, it's really enviable that people still choose to believe in you... What do you think you gave him? Already? Huh?"

Yang Han closed his eyes and sighed, "That's enough, I know you won't hurt him, let him go. Let's settle the matter between me and you, don't involve others..."

"You're wrong." Wang Xuan shook his head and interrupted him, "In the beginning, I really didn't mean to hurt him, but I can't accept the way you two are in love now, Yang Han, why? Why are you now Can you fall in love with someone else?"

"Ah Xuan..." Yang Han called out.

Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, "You haven't called me by my name for a long time... You are also my sister, Axuan. Every time you called her in front of me, I always thought you were calling me." However, that affectionate voice can no longer be heard now.

"Yang Han, why did you fall in love with this man?" He held a gun to Qi Yehan's chin, forcing the latter to raise his head, "But he is indeed very good, even I am a little bit moved."

Qi Yehan lowered his eyes, meeting Yang Han's eyes.

It was strange, before he had been thinking about how to escape from Wang Xuan, and worried about his personal safety.But at this moment, he has no feeling of fear...

"Just now, you said that we can settle the matter between you and me, okay," Wang Xuan nodded, staring at Yang Han almost viciously, "Love me or hate me, you have to choose one today."

"I neither love you nor hate you." Yang Han said without hesitation.

"If you don't choose, I will break your legs, so that you can never be a policeman again!" Wang Xuan roared hysterically, with the muzzle firmly pressed against Qi Yehan's forehead, "Will you choose?"

Yang Han closed his eyes slowly, then opened his eyes and looked at Wang Xuan and said, "No."

"Why!" Wang Xuan growled.

"Because she will be sad. Axuan doesn't want to see us like this."

Wang Xuan was stunned. After a while, he moved the gun away little by little, and stepped back a few steps with a sneer, "Sister? You still care about her feelings? Why are you still with him in this case?" He The muzzle of the gun was still pointed at Qi Yehan.

Yang Han glanced at him, his lingering eyes rested on Qi Yehan's face, "Because I love him."

From the first time he saw Qi Yehan, he was involuntarily attracted, and when he regained consciousness, he was already sitting in front of Qi Yehan.

Yang Han didn't doubt that it was love at first sight, but he never thought it would happen to him, Qi Yehan was an accident.He used to think that they would become friends...ordinary friends, but the closer he got to Qi Yehan, the more he longed for this man, and he didn't want to stop with him as friends.

He lost Axuan, but he did not lose the ability to love.

After staring at Yang Han for a long time, Qi Yehan walked towards him, not paying attention to the muzzle of the gun pointed at him behind him.

Standing in front of Yang Han, he looked down at the man and said, "Get up."

Yang Han looked up at him, smiled silently, and stretched out his hand to him. After a few seconds, Qi Yehan stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Han up from the ground.

After getting up, Yang Han hugged Qi Yehan and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Qi Yehan was so strangled that he could hardly breathe, but he let Yang Han hold him quietly, only in this way he could be sure that he was still in his arms.

Wang Xuan looked at the two hugging each other, and suddenly felt that everything he had done these years was meaningless. He loved Yang Han and hated Yang Han, but Yang Han neither loved him nor hated him. There are no other feelings other than family affection.

After a long time, Yang Han let go of Qi Yehan and whispered in his ear, "Wait for me."

Then Yang Han looked up at Wang Xuan and said, "Ah Xuan, I know you hate me, I'm sorry, I..."

"Yang Han," Wang Xuan's smile was a little desolate, "In fact, I always knew that you had no choice but to kill your sister."

Yang Han froze for a moment.

"But I can't forgive you," Wang Xuan shook his head, his eyes filled with pain, "To be more precise, I can't forgive myself. I actually felt that I could be with you when my sister was gone...but then I Recognize the reality, even if your sister is dead, you will not love me, you only regard me as your younger brother, subordinate, and apprentice, and you have never had that kind of affection for me..."

Wang Xuan threw away the gun, lowered his head, and cried like a child so hard that he couldn't help himself. "I know I can't wait for you, and I can't wait for you. You can be with anyone, but you just can't be with me..."

He knew that even if nothing happened, neither he nor Yang Han had this fate.

But he still wanted to take a gamble, even if he knew he would lose, even if it wasn't for Qi Yehan, Yang Han would not choose him, he should be completely awake...

Yang Han quietly walked in front of the weeping Wang Xuan. The latter looked up at him. This scene happened a long time ago, but now it has changed.

"If I love you, I will definitely try my best to be with you, but even if it's not about your sister, I won't love you." He reached out and touched Wang Xuan's head, "I've always been you It's my brother, my dear brother."

Wang Xuan lowered his head, cried and laughed.

Qi Yehan looked at them as a bystander. He fully understood Wang Xuan's feelings, and he also knew that his appearance was like the last straw, which crushed Wang Xuan and gave him a chance to be with Yang Xuan. Han finished this last step.

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Yang Han took Qi Yehan home, it was already early morning, but neither of them felt tired.

Standing face to face in the living room, Yang Han undressed Qi Yehan, and after making sure that Qi Yehan was not injured, he finally smiled.

"I'm sorry," he hugged Qi Yehan, "I didn't know you changed the driver until you mentioned it. I always thought it was Uncle Chen, and I never found out that he became your driver, otherwise I can stop it earlier..."

"He didn't do anything to me." Qi Yehan said calmly, "And as a driver, he is very conscientious."

Yang Han smiled, and brought Qi Yehan his own shirt to put on, and then the two of them sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, and neither of them spoke for half a cigarette.

"Did you hear what I confessed on the phone?" Finally, Yang Han asked.

Qi Yehan nodded.

"Aren't you asking me why I did that?"

Qi Yehan thought for a while, "You love her so much, you won't kill her."

"No..." Yang Han closed his eyes for a moment, and the suppressed pain overflowed like a tide, "My wife was indeed shot to death with my own hands."

Several years have passed, but it still seems like it happened a few days ago. He will never forget the last shot he fired as a sniper that day.

"She had an accident when I was fighting drugs. The drug dealers arrested her in order to retaliate against me. When I arrived with other colleagues, she was already dying and only half of her life was left... They cut her with a knife in front of me. The flesh on her body... piece by piece, each piece was bloodshot, she looked at me bloody, and told me with her eyes that she was in pain..." He paused as if unable to continue, his brows furrowed tightly Standing up, the hands on his knees slowly clenched into fists, as if seeing that scene again, he shook his head and murmured: "I can't watch her suffer anymore..."

So, he took her life with his own hands, and killed her with a single shot, without any pain...

As a top sniper, such a distance is not difficult for him, because the action is too fast, not only the drug dealers, but even the surrounding policemen can't react.

She would have lived a few more minutes if the shot hadn't been fired, but every second of that was painful for them.

"I watched her close her eyes, her expression gradually relaxed, and she no longer looked uncomfortable..." Yang Han raised his head and looked at Qi Yehan calmly, not because he was not sad, but because his tears had already dried up. "I don't know if I'm right or wrong, but..."

He stopped suddenly, as if he didn't know what to say next.

After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and said again, "I don't want to see her in pain. I promised her that I would take good care of her and not let her suffer any grievances." However, he didn't do it.

After his wife died, his father-in-law and mother-in-law couldn’t accept it when they knew that he shot the gun with his own hands. The two old people hugged and cried bitterly. They didn’t know the inside story, and he couldn’t say much. Daughter's man.

After all, he was a murderer.

"Do you think what I did was right or wrong?" Yang Han asked Qi Yehan in confusion.

He thought that he would never mention this matter to anyone in his life, but he didn't want to hide it from Qi Yehan, even if there was no matter about Wang Xuan, he would tell him.

Qi Yehan didn't speak, he reached out his hand to put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then stood up...Yang Han thought he was going to leave, but he didn't expect Qi Yehan to come to him and straddled him.

He froze for a moment, subconsciously supported Qi Yehan's waist, Qi Yehan looked down at him and said, "Whether it's right or wrong, she won't blame you."

Sometimes there is no absolute right or wrong in things, as long as the parties can accept it.

Qi Yehan's words were like a key, unlocking the shackles in his heart. The memories and sadness that had been buried for many years broke out together today. He hugged Qi Yehan and rested his head on his chest. After so many years, only this moment is the most at ease for him .

"Thank you for trusting me." Fortunately, he met this person...

Qi Yehan hugged Yang Han quietly, at this moment he suddenly had a feeling of being needed.

Actually, Qi Yehan and Yang Han need each other.

At this moment, they all told themselves in their hearts: Except for him, you will never meet anyone like him again.

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After they talked and lingered for a while, the sky was already bright, the curtains were not drawn, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and the skin quickly became hot when it shone...

Lying on the bed, Yang Han took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and hugged Qi Yehan in his arms from behind. Qi Yehan turned around and met his eyes.

Almost every inch of the skin of the two of them is close to each other. They feel each other's breath, heartbeat, and even the flow of blood. The person beside them is a living, flesh-and-blood person, and they both feel satisfied.

"My life may not be peaceful in the future, are you still willing to be with me?" Yang Han put one hand on Qi Yehan's forehead, stroking it repeatedly.

After a while, Qi Yehan said in a low voice: "My life hasn't been very peaceful..." Ever since he met Yang Han, he felt this way.

Yang Han smiled, and just about to bow his head to kiss him, a ring came from under the bed, someone's cell phone rang.

"Phone..." Qi Yehan said something, but didn't move.

Yang Han consciously reached for the phone on the ground, and without looking at who it was, he pressed the answer button and put it to his ear, "What's the matter?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then Zhang Qi called out strangely, "Why are you?" Then he muttered again, "It's not surprising that it's you...reconciled so quickly?"

Yang Han smiled silently, and asked lazily: "What's the matter?" While speaking, a big hand slowly descended from Qi Yehan's lower abdomen, touched the sleeping desire, and slowly moved it.

After going crazy all night, his still sensitive body couldn't bear such teasing, Qi Yehan's breathing gradually became short of breath, but it didn't stop him...

"Where's my brother?" Zhang Qi yelled complainingly, "When did you ask him to answer the phone, why didn't he come to the company? Is the day over? Does he still want me to go?"

Yang Han glanced at Qi Yehan, who wanted to answer the phone, but was already moved, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Your brother is not free now..."

He threw the phone on the ground with a big wave of his hand.

"Hello? Hello? Damn Yang Han, wait for me!" Zhang Qi's scolding sound came from the phone.

Qi Yehan felt angry and funny, just thinking about it, his waist was pressed suddenly, Yang Han straightened up behind him, the wet and soft hole was stretched open, and the man's thick penis pushed in again, and he entered it effortlessly. to the deepest.

"Hmm..." Qi Yehan frowned while lying on his stomach, clutching the bed sheet tightly with one hand, even the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

Yang Han sighed comfortably, and left kisses on Qi Yehan's face, neck, and shoulders, "Are you comfortable?"

Qi Yehan was panting, his chin was turned, Yang Han kissed him, his tongue moved in and out of his mouth in conjunction with the thrust of his lower body, the hot, moist and greasy feeling was erotic and depraved... really addictive.

"Do you like it? Go deeper from the back?" Yang Han asked, while clasping Qi Yehan's waist and hitting him hard, he smiled viciously.

Qi Yehan endured it with his eyes closed, the combination of slight pain and surging pleasure made it impossible to stop.Only when he is with this man, can he indulge his desires like this...

With a strong thrust, Yang Han stopped swinging his waist, and kissed Qi Yehan fiercely. After lingering for a long time, he separated. He stared at Qi Yehan whose face was stained with desire, and asked directly and excitedly: "Do you still like the front? Do you like it?" Watch me do it?"

The fiery eyes seemed to swallow him alive if he didn't say anything.

Qi Yehan raised the corner of his mouth, even if he was penetrated by a man on the bed, he would not be at a disadvantage.Putting his index finger into Yang Han's mouth, he asked with a half-smile, "What if you like them all?"

This answer is even more exciting than simply liking it.Yang Han grinned, bit his finger lightly, and then licked it a few times like oral sex. Qi Yehan frowned slightly, and slowly pulled out his finger, and Yang Han's penis was also pulled out a little, and then He inserted it again, and after repeating it several times, he began to attack vigorously.

"Then first from the back, then from the front." Yang Han said with a smile, holding Qi Yehan's hand, "We have plenty of time..."

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Qi Yehan lit a cigarette and walked to the balcony wearing Yang Han's shirt with the skirt open. Another day passed, and the fresh air in the morning made people sigh.

The scenery here during the day is different from that at night. It is a kind of peaceful beauty. The sun rises from the buildings in the distance, and the sunlight gradually becomes stronger, but it still has the coolness of dew.

Qi Yehan looked at the people going downstairs while holding a cigarette in his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a smear of red next to him. He turned his head to the side, only to find that Yang Han's pomegranate had blossomed.

After only one night, it bloomed quietly like this, and a vermilion flower emerged from the green leaves. It is not very beautiful, but it is very pleasing.

Qi Yehan felt it was a novelty, so he walked over and squatted down in front of the flowerpot to look it over carefully.I didn't expect it to bloom so early... I don't know when it will bear fruit, but Yang Han said that you can't eat the fruit even if it bears fruit.

He smiled and stood up to study. Just when he felt a little weak in his waist, he was hugged from behind.

"Why did you come out wearing this?" Yang Han asked with his chin on his shoulder, his nasal voice was a bit heavy, and he knew he had just woken up.

"You still have the nerve to talk about me?" Qi Yehan rolled his eyes at him, he was at least wearing a shirt, and he came out naked, with the thing stuck to his thigh, and he was still alive and well after a night of tossing around.

Yang Han smiled, bit his ear and said, "Anyway, no one saw it... But you can't, you can't let others see it, only I can see it... Huh? Blooming?" He also found out, "I didn't expect it to be Can bloom..."

Qi Yehan smiled silently, Yang Han told him to turn around, bowed his head and kissed him, the two hugged each other, compared to yesterday's passion, this kiss can be described as gentle and lingering...

After the kiss was over, Yang Han leaned against Qi Yehan's forehead and said, "I have to report to the bureau. I'm absent from work for no reason. I have to write several self-inspection reports." Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Qi Yehan smiled, "This is the price of being lazy."

Yang Han also slowly raised the corners of his mouth, stared at him for a while and said, "I love you."

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After Yang Han left, Qi Yehan walked around the room by himself, before he came to the record player again without knowing it.

Putting on the record, the melodious music sounded again. Qi Yehan leaned against the wall and listened quietly with his eyes closed. When the song was over, he opened his eyes and reached out to take the record down. He thought, this should be It was the last song it played.

He has always been a person who wants nothing, but once he has what he wants, his possessiveness will dominate everything.

Now, Yang Han is his.

The postscript finally wrote the story of Big Brother Qi...

In the Sir series, the first time Qi Yehan appeared, I thought I would write about this man in the future.It's just that I don't really remember whether it was decided to let Yang Han and Qi Yehan be together from the beginning, or it was decided after Yang Han came out, really...

But I think the two are a perfect match.

I seem to have a special obsession with "big brother", an obsession that "big brother" deserves...

Wearing a suit or a long trench coat, wearing a tie meticulously, combing his hair neatly with a little hairspray, and exuding a strong sense of abstinence in every gesture, he wants to watch him be pushed down and show in front of that man that others can't see On the other hand, that kind of different style is simply irresistible.

As for Yang Han, he is similar to Zhang Qi in some places, and the personalities of Yang Han and Qi Yehan can be said to be complementary, Qi Yehan did not refuse Yang Han's approach, and also saw some shadows of Zhang Qi in Yang Han.

However, Qi Yehan has no brother-in-law complex, so he and Zhang Qi get along very well, even if they are not brothers, they will become good friends if they meet.And Yang Han is more mature than Zhang Qi, he is more suitable for Qi Yehan, and their story is not over 6

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A while back I cut my almost waist length hair off and cut it straight to neck length.It's not that it hasn't been cut short before, but it's at most shoulder length.

At that time, the weather had just turned cold, and my hair would not be hot if I didn't tie it up. I hesitated for a long time before, and finally made up my mind to cut it.

I am actually a person who is difficult to make a decision right away... Sometimes I have to hesitate and struggle for a long time before I make up my mind to do something.

Because I kept my long hair for a long time, even when I was the busiest student, I didn't cut it, so it has almost become a habit.

When I was young, I really wanted to grow long hair, and I especially wanted to wear a beautiful ponytail, but my mother said that I didn’t have time to comb it for me, so I had short hair like boys until middle school, and I was often mistaken for boys...

Until I knew how to comb my hair, I kept my hair. In a sense, it was to make up for the regrets of my childhood.

But when I grow more mature, I just keep long hair, which has nothing to do with my childhood wish. Since then, I don’t like to toss my hair. I have had the same hairstyle for many years, and now I finally feel a little tired So, "click" a knife.

Fortunately, the effect is good, but it has grown a lot recently, and it is really annoying to grow short hair.

Well, enough gossip, see you in the next book!