mr diamond

When the matter of "engagement" was mentioned, He Xueqing had actually made a hard-hearted decision.

The self two years ago was really "too nice" to Qin Lang.It is also because of my calmness that I let go of the relationship that should have been obtained, especially a gentleman.

And now Qin Lang appeared in front of him again.His idea is very simple, since it is his, he should fight for it back.

"The car is nice."

"Ah."

As soon as Qin Lang went out the door, he saw He Xueqing looking at his motorcycle with great interest, and didn't feel anything wrong with what he said just before he left the door.

He walked towards the motorcycle with his head down.At this time, the bodyguard was driving the company off-road and happened to be parked beside it.

"Let him take the car." He Xueqing motioned for the injured Singer to take the off-road vehicle.

After getting Singer into the back seat, the subordinate was a little puzzled, "What about you?"

He Xueqing glanced at Qin Lang, "I'm riding a motorcycle. Get in the car."

Looking at the calm He Xueqing on the opposite side, Qin Lang hurriedly explained, "The road conditions here are not good, and motorcycles are not safe."

The person opposite didn't speak, just listened quietly.

Qin Lang was speechless, and continued, "I mean, I only have one helmet, and it's more suitable for you to ride in a car." He Xueqing stood beside the motorcycle in a suit with his pockets in his pocket, and his determination was obviously quite firm, "It's okay, just take it with you .I do not need."

The subordinates next to him, and Singer in the back seat, looked at them both without hesitation.

Qin Lang still has to face, "Forget it, get in the car."

He Xueqing raised the corners of her mouth, raised her long legs, and stepped up.Qin Lang had some illusions for a moment, how could He Xueqing look like a child who didn't grow up.

"You sit in the back. Also, put on the helmet." Qin Lang looked at He Xueqing's unwillingness to curl his lips, and moved his position. Qin Lang stood beside him holding the helmet.He Xueqing raised his head slightly, staring straight at Qin Lang.With such a pretty face, staring at anyone is a crime.Qin Lang avoided his eyes, and stuffed the helmet into He Xueqing's arms, "You can wear it yourself." Then, without looking back, he also stepped into the car.

After the people behind put on their helmets honestly, Qin Lang twisted the accelerator with his right hand and clutched it with his left.Lead the way before the buggy.

It feels amazing.

In City A before, every time the two of them traveled, He Xueqing drove a high-end car in the bustling city.And two years later, the two reunited in this foreign country, riding the same motorcycle, passing through the deserted mining area.

Su Te's hot and humid air, coupled with the people behind him, made Qin Lang feel hot and suffocating all over his body.Don't dare to drive too fast.

The people behind were very quiet. Qin Lang, who had just relaxed, was about to speed up.He really hoped that this embarrassing trip would end as soon as possible.

The moment he lowered his head, Qin Lang saw his helmet first.Before he turned his head around, his back felt hot, which was the body temperature of a person.Then came He Xueqing's voice, "It's too slow." The man's magnetic voice vibrated the eardrums, and his lips brushed his earlobe vaguely.Qin Lang's hairs stood on end.

"Sit down."

Qin Lang just said three words.With his right hand, he twisted the accelerator hard, and the speed increased instantly.

The people behind flickered for a moment, Qin Lang glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

As a result, he couldn't laugh in the next second, because the man behind hugged him from behind.The two people are not of the same size. In this posture, the person behind seems to hold Qin Lang tightly in his arms.

The wind blew on his hot face.

I don't know if it's the wind heat, or the cheeks are hotter.

Too close, the distance between two people is too close.

While thinking wildly, "This way I have a reason to hug you." He Xueqing said clearly in his ear.Hearing these words suddenly, Qin Lang blushed even more. He tightly held the handle of the motorcycle, trying to calm himself down quickly.

Fortunately, the hands surrounding him did not make too many movements.

In addition, when we arrived in the residential area, the number of people on the road gradually increased, and Qin Lang's energy was also distracted a lot.

Arrived at Singer's small building.

Qin Lang saw Taco sitting by the door with Raja.Hearing the sound of the motorcycle, Taco's eyes lit up.Pull up my brother and rush over here.

After parking the car, Taco rushed to the side, "Lang, where's Dad?"

"Don't worry, he's back." Qin Lang got out of the car and glanced at the big off-road that followed him.

"Thank you, Lang!" After speaking, the boy hugged Qin Lang.The moment he was about to find his father Singer, he glanced at He Xueqing who was standing beside him coldly from the corner of his eye.The boy didn't know who this strange man was, but he didn't like it.

After He Xueqing got out of the car, he looked at the harmonious relationship between Qin Lang and this family.Suddenly he felt a little sour in his heart, he had never enjoyed such treatment.

Followed up the small building.The woman who hadn't gotten out of bed burst into tears when she saw Singer covered in injuries.Singer endured the pain, and immediately rushed into the room to comfort his wife and children.Qin Lang who was standing at the door was comforted a lot when he saw this scene.He knew that Singer took risks and did such a thing, but it was all for his family.As the head of the family, he has the responsibility and obligation to support the family on his shoulders.

The aura of the tall man beside him cannot be ignored.Raja, who is not very sensible, has wanted to get close to He Xueqing several times, as if he was curious and wanted to touch the material of the man's suit.

"I live here."

He Xueqing turned to glance at Qin Lang beside him, then followed him into the narrow room.

Qin Lang brought him a chair, and sat by the bed himself.

"Do you want to smoke?"

Looking at the cigarette handed over in front of him, and Qin Lang's shiny black eyes, He Xueqing suddenly felt distressed, Qin Lang didn't smoke before.After taking the cigarette, Qin Lang personally lit it for him.The two of them were silent, smoking cigarettes in silence.

When I first met Qin Lang, the man in front of me had clear eyes, so strong and stubborn, with the innocence and aggressiveness of a newcomer.It was such a person who suddenly broke into He Xueqing's life.Who knows the reality is always unprepared.Seemingly overnight, the boy became the man he is now, smoking a cigar.

"Why did you come to Suter?"

Qin Lang raised his eyes and looked at He Xueqing.His eyes were dazed for a moment, "Everything here is relatively simple." This is indeed the reason why he chose to come to Surte at that time.The environment in Suter is harsh, and there is no quality of life at all. Most people are here to survive, the law and order are chaotic, and for diamonds and interests, there are bloody incidents in this place every day.But in such a filthy little place, life is unbelievably simple.

No one knows anyone.Eat when you are hungry, and sleep when you are tired.If you have good products and channels, you will make money.If there is an unpleasant quarrel, it depends on whose fist is hard.

Compared with the city A that I left, there is still my hometown full of painful memories.Qin Lang here seems to live more freely.

"Yeah." He Xueqing replied softly, "How have you been these two years?"

Qin Lang lowered his eyes and smiled, "As far as you can see, there is nothing wrong with it.",

Following Qin Lang's eyes, He Xue cleaned the simple small room, "Really? But, I'm not doing well."

Hearing this, Qin Lang was stunned.He didn't expect He Xueqing to say that to himself.

He Xueqing ignored the attitude of the person in front of him, and continued, "You have been away for two years. I have also thought a lot about what went wrong between us." The man paused, took a puff of cigarette, and lightly Spit out lightly.The smoke was lingering in front of his eyes, and He Xueqing's eyes were bloodshot and emotional, and he suppressed it.

"Consequence thinking is stuck in an endless loop. Wrong timing, results in wrong results."

"Qin Lang." Suddenly mentioning his name, Qin Lang trembled slightly and looked at He Xueqing.

I only heard the man say, "I've been thinking about you for the past two years."

Facing He Xueqing's confession and those sincere and sincere eyes, Qin Lang opened his mouth slightly, hesitant to speak.

Ask yourself, why is he not.

But is it really okay for two men to be together?Is this correct?Will there be a future?

Qin Lang grinned, his eyes dodged a little, "Why bother with the things that ended two years ago..." Before he finished speaking, he was drowned in a deep kiss.Qin Lang opened his eyes wide, looking at the long eyelashes of the man in front of him, both of them smelled the same cigarette, bitter, just like the mood of the past two years.The numbness from the lips spread to the fingertips, and the last bit of strength was drained when he was about to push the opponent's hands away.When He Xueqing's hands slid over his waist, Qin Lang's tightly pressed mouth made an unspeakable sound.

As if waking up from a dream, she violently pushed He Xueqing away.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes wide open, cheeks flushed, panting violently.

The wind outside the window gently brushed the hair on his neck, and it was very seductive.

Flustered, overwhelmed, coupled with infinite annoyance and self-blame, finally woven into a sentence, "It's getting late, you should go quickly."

Although he was pushed away, He Xueqing's mood reached the peak state in two years.Although his expression is still pretending to be very calm.After listening to Qin Lang's words, he opened the door and actually went downstairs.

He Xueqing left?

He Xueqing just left? !

Qin Lang has never felt so bewildered.Kissed, flirted, and left.

Qin Lang, whose ears were so red that they could bleed, looked at the closed wooden door, and his numb fingertips gradually became stiff.So, what exactly does this mean? !Revenge, tease or malicious joke? !All the shock just now was swallowed by this moment of anger.Qin Lang's cheeks were still flushed at this time, but it was because he was pissed off by He Xueqing's actions!

Standing up, he opened the door and rushed downstairs, but he ran too hard, and happened to bump into him at the corner downstairs.It was none other than He Xueqing who turned back.

Seeing Qin Lang's angry and shocked expression with a red face and thick neck, He Xueqing was amused and also a little happy, "Are you here to find me?" and looked at with a smile.

Qin Lang was silent, his eyes felt like they could breathe fire.

He Xueqing found it funny, bypassed Qin Lang, and walked upstairs with his pockets in his pocket.

After walking a few steps, I heard Qin Lang roar.

"Why come back after leaving?!"

"Not enough kisses, I'll stay at your place tonight."

The fire-breathing eyeballs feel like they can fall out.Qin Lang rushed forward with a few strides, and grabbed He Xueqing, "You're still being unreasonable, just pretend nothing happened just now. This is my home, you hurry back."

He Xueqing was not annoyed, and pinched Qin Lang's angry cheeks, "It's funny when you get angry. Why didn't you find out before. Oh, by the way, your landlord is an employee of my company. And he seems to have stolen my money today. A diamond. I don't think it's a big deal for a one-night stay."

Throwing away He Xueqing's hand, Qin Lang looked at the back of the man calmly going upstairs.

He found that two years can really change a person.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angels who cast thunder~Tell me~23336670~bota~Thank you for your support~!

After four years, I came back to open the article again because of my love.

But found that today is not what it used to be.The list is empty, the style of popular articles changes, and old readers and authors of the same period gradually leave.

It feels very strange, and I also reflect on whether my own story is no longer interesting.

There was a short period of confusion, but in the end I was lucky enough to meet you.

I will try my best to write the story in my heart, thank you again!