unspeakable ice

The house has not been redecorated since it was bought, and it is already very old overall. Shi Jie and the others helped to paint the walls and lay the floor tiles. Yu Xiaolong bought a set of cheap furniture from the Internet and assembled it himself so that he can live in it.

He seldom cooks, so he orders takeaway. Most of the time, he eats with Shi Jie and the others as before, so not to mention the kitchen. Zhao Fei helped clean once, but it was just cleaning, and the dishes and chopsticks were not necessarily complete. .

There must be something wrong with the range hood. It seems that something has fallen off inside, and the sound is muffled and weird. Undigested oil fume floats out from the half-open kitchen and permeates and accumulates on the damp roof.

Yu Xiaolong coughed because of choking, he threw the key on the table, Xia Cong poked his head out when he heard it, "You are back."

It is meaningless to repeat last night's venting anger. If Xia Cong would be afraid and understand what fear is, he would not have succeeded three years ago.

Yu Xiaolong thought this way, and at the same time felt that maybe this is Xia Cong's real purpose. How many people can withstand the constant wear and tear? If you endure more times, no matter how easy it is to irritate, one day the situation will change. repeat.

Yu Xiaolong walked over, stepping hurriedly, Xia Cong saw through the attempt at a glance, he dodged out of the kitchen, the next second, Yu Xiaolong shook his hand heavily, Xia Cong only had time to shout, "Hey, the fire is gone!" close……"

The sliding door slammed into the door frame and bounced outwards suddenly. The falling glass and the brick wall of the old house vibrated violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Yu Xiaolong stared at him sideways, with gloomy eyes, "Aren't you doing anything other than being shameless and shameless in the past? How much do you want me to explain clearly?"

"What are you talking about?" Xia Cong raised his eyebrows slightly, the tails of his eyes were both calm and innocent, he tore off the post-it note that Yu Xiaolong asked him to roll from the sweater at the back of his waist, and stuck it between his fingertips He raised his head slightly, "This?"

"Don't worry, I saw it." He turned around and went to the living room to take out a tissue and wipe the oil on his fingers, "It's hard to sleep on your sofa like that, why should I make it difficult for myself."

"Then are you going against me now?" Yu Xiaolong pointed to the table of dishes.

"Seeing that you didn't start the fire, I want to cook you a meal. If you don't like it, forget it." After wiping, he threw the tissue into the trash can and looked up again, "Then before I leave, should Brother Xiaolong put my Give it back to me."

"That's not yours."

"You gave it to me, why not mine?"

"Send?" Yu Xiaolong looked at him coldly, with regret in his words, "If I knew you would be as hypocritical as you are now, and use it to make a fuss in front of me, then you can guess, I would not will give it to you."

"So now you want to go back on your word?"

"I told you, it's not yours." Yu Xiaolong put his hand in his pocket only to realize that after snatching it yesterday, the ring and the chain had been on him all the time, and he forgot to throw it away. Deliberately.

Xia Cong coughed lightly, and smiled, "You will act like this too."

Yu Xiaolong turned his head to the outside to indicate that the door was still open. At such a short time, the cold wind was blowing in slowly, and the temperature in the room was obviously a few degrees lower than when he first came in. The steaming food had cooled visibly to the naked eye.

Xia Cong didn't bother anymore, took off the apron and put on the coat, but when he was about to go out, his cough suddenly became more frequent.

Xingming and Xia Yi only had shares. If Xia Yi still had some real power before the death of Mr. Xia, it was reduced to relying on Xia Cong's marriage to protect himself. One can imagine the situation at that time.

I don't know how much they have recovered in the past two years.

If Guo Feiyan is squeezed out and the company is managed to such an extent, or if the real power is still in Guo Feiyan's hands, facing the dilemma of losing a huge amount of property in the event of bankruptcy, no matter what, it will not be an easy task.

Yu Xiaolong didn't know how Xia Cong still had the energy to focus on him in this situation.

Xia Cong walked to the door unhurriedly, half of his body was about to go out and then stopped, "My fever has not subsided, can you send me back?"

"I look idle?" Yu Xiaolong said, holding back the sarcasm that your family is about to go bankrupt and you can't be called charming.

Xia Cong frowned, and thought for a while, "Have you never sent me off before?"

"Now you want to turn over the old score?"

"I didn't mean to accuse you, it's not an old account." Xia Cong explained, and then said: "It's just that I suddenly want you to send me off."

He looked much uglier than Yu Xiaolong when he first came back, he seemed to be terminally ill, he had the ability to wait for him in the corridor all night, cook a table of dishes in a smoldering environment, but now he didn't have the energy to send himself home.

Yu Xiaolong had never seen him showing weakness to him in such a serious tone, Xia Cong had hardly ever been sick when he was with him before.

So he didn't know if Xia Cong's use of this to manipulate him was as handy as when he pretended to be heartbroken by his strength on the bed and begged pitifully for him to be more obedient to him.

He has a way of softening his heart

Even after several changes in his attitude, such a soft heart failed to make him make up his mind to leave him, until he humiliated himself in the end.

Yu Xiaolong didn't want to make it too ugly, so he resisted the urge to push Xia Cong out the door. Given the disparity in physical strength between the two of them, it would be easy for him to do so.

He refused, but Xia Cong interrupted him, "I promise you, I won't come to you again."

In order to make his words sound more believable, he raised his hand, "I swear."

Yu Xiaolong looked at him suspiciously, unexpectedly he would be so eloquent, Xia Cong's clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, looking at him full of grievances and sincerity.

Although he knew that his swearing might be like farting, but the two stalemate at the door for a while, Yu Xiaolong went in and turned off the fire, then he closed the door, and Xia Cong went downstairs first.

Xia Cong changed cars and didn't park near the corridor, so Yu Xiaolong didn't notice when he passed by twice. He asked Xia Cong for the car keys, but Xia Cong unlocked the door and sat in the driver's seat by himself.

"There is no rule that you must come to drive to be considered a delivery." He lowered the window and urged with a smile.

Yu Xiaolong was speechless at the fact that he believed him for a moment.

The uncontrollable irritability became more and more attached to his body after being soaked by the oily smoke. He couldn't help but think about it, did he really exist when he walked out of the hotel intact that night and accepted the fact of breaking up?

He used to have that kind of stomach, why can't he do it now?

Excessive anger is of no benefit to him, maybe Xia Cong just wants to see him being irritated, violent emotions are aroused high, and after the blooming is exhausted, he will always return to calm, then he will have a gap to take advantage of.

It's like he chose to let him vent in such an extreme way, and then started making demands.

Yu Xiaolong restrained all thoughts that would cause him endless troubles, walked to the other side, opened the door and sat in.

He didn't say anything along the way, Xia Cong said to go back, but he didn't say where to go, except for the house in the university town, he should have no other place to live here.

After getting on the elevated highway from a certain entrance, Yu Xiaolong thought he was going to the airport again.

There were not many cars on the road at this point, only a few here and there, and the distance between the cars was wide apart. Xia Cong had a meeting at a constant speed in the inner lane, when the steering wheel suddenly turned to the right, the car floated, and then changed two lanes.

Then when Yu Xiaolong was not prepared at all, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, and the pointer on the dashboard soared to [-], and the rapid closing distance allowed them to overtake the car in front in the blink of an eye.

Yu Xiaolong only felt a roar in his head, the long-lost sense of oppression was so strong that he was almost suffocated, and the wind blowing in through the cracks of the car window made it hard to open his eyes, he almost yelled: "What are you doing, mad Yet?!"

The speed light above his head flashed, and they were actually photographed. Yu Xiaolong reached out to close the window, and the moment the crazy noise was left out, he heard Xia Cong seem to laugh, and then the car slowed down.

The whole process lasted no more than ten seconds. During these ten seconds, Yu Xiaolong's heart rose and fell suddenly, and the numb feeling aroused in his mind almost enveloped his hands and feet, and it took him a while to regain consciousness.

He told Xia Cong to find a hole now and get off the highway.

Xia Cong changed his previous madness and looked like a law-abiding citizen. However, the car continued to drive steadily on the inner road, and the speed was much slower than it was at the beginning.

But he was always unpredictable, Yu Xiaolong was afraid that he would die again on the way, and his driver's license would be revoked when he got off the highway, so he insisted on letting him stop and let him drive.

Going down from the entrance closest to them, Xia Cong parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, walked a few steps, walked to a place where the street lights couldn't be seen by snapshots, leaned on the railing, bent over and vomited.

Huddled alone in the darkness, the hunchback looked a bit miserable. Such a weak posture touched a certain scale of Yu Xiaolong, which made him very unhappy. He didn't get out of the car, but sat in the car and watched.

Xia Cong should have finished vomiting, but he never got up. Yu Xiaolong didn't want to be delayed by him any longer. He searched in the car, found an unopened bottle of water, and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Xia Cong took it and rinsed his mouth. He hadn't eaten all day, but he couldn't spit out anything except water.

He was still squatting, Yu Xiaolong kicked his calf, Xia Cong took a deep breath, looked at him with a wrinkled face, "Leg is numb."

"..."

Yu Xiaolong put it in his pocket, looked at the muscular hand stretched out towards him, and didn't move.

Xia Cong had no choice but to take it back again. He looked forward, showing a trace of pain, "Although I know that there is always a process in everything, it is still uncomfortable to be looked at by you with such eyes."

"Where are you going back?" Yu Xiaolong asked.

"University town." Xia Cong said, "Since you don't want it, I'll stay here for a while longer."

It didn't take long to go back, the car drove into the underground parking lot, Xia Cong leaned on the back of the chair, the temperature in the car made him a little lazy, he asked Yu Xiaolong, "Have you been here in the past two years?"

"The card you gave to my mother, I put it in the study drawer." Yu Xiaolong turned off the fire and said calmly.

Xia Cong closed his eyes, rubbed his hair lightly on the leather chair twice, "Brother Xiaolong is still so heartless."

Yu Xiaolong unbuckled his seat belt and was about to push the door when Xia Cong suddenly grabbed his wrist, and slowly stroked his hot palm over his skin through the exposed sweater cuff, "Come up and sit down?"

He intentionally kept his voice low, with a slight breath, and there were thousands of twists and turns in the few short words. Maybe Yu Xiaolong agreed to send him back and he was very encouraged in his eyes, or it seemed like What did you acquiesce to.

"Want to sleep with me?" Yu Xiaolong's gaze stayed between the fingers holding his wrist for a few seconds, then he raised his eyelids slightly, and said mockingly, "Just because of you now?"

The corner of Xia Cong's mouth curled up, and he approached him with a half-smile, "Do you really want to know how much I want to sleep with you after being separated for so long?"

Yu Xiaolong let him approach him little by little, his nose was stained with a familiar smell, and Xia Cong's breath seemed to have no bitterness, he watched with a blank face, and when he was about to speak, he was cold He turned his head away coldly.

Knowing that this would be the result, Xia Cong laughed softly, and briefly pressed his forehead on Yu Xiaolong's shoulder, "Another way is fine."

He unbuckled his seat belt, pushed Yu Xiaolong's seat back, and lowered his head there. After realizing what he wanted to do, Yu Xiaolong raised his hand to block it.

"Don't you want it?" Xia Cong asked, bewitchingly stroking along his thigh.

Yu Xiaolong clasped his hand on the car door handle, and he could get out of here with a slight lift, but he didn't move. He looked at Xia Cong, and suddenly saw his lowliness from his intention of subjective dedication. .

There is no way to relieve his irritable mood, just as he can easily understand Xia Cong's intentions, between them, too many violent encounters started with desire and ended with desire, Xia Cong knows how to end can provoke him.

His refusal was not resolute, listening to the sound of the belt buckle colliding, he seemed to stay out of it for a moment, Xia Cong's actions caused a wave of heat to flow through his body, but it seemed that he could not taste the real desire.

But who cares.

What qualifications does a person who insists on breaking into and violently destroying his life have to sue him.

Perhaps the excessive forbearance in that deception made him paranoid and nervous, or Xia Cong's entanglement made him resentful and crazy but helpless, he looked at him and lowered his head, as if deliberately asking him if he wanted to please .

A distorted pleasure rose in Yu Xiaolong's heart, and he couldn't wait to see Xia Cong's ugly appearance when he licked Tuntu himself, as if this would give him a taste of revenge by trampling him under his feet.

So he let what he did, and at the same time, he was thinking, to Xia Cong, is this his repentance and compensation, or is it just a second best he asked for...

Xia Cong has done this kind of thing for him more than once, but it seems that his skills are not very good.

It's just that it was not difficult to get the pleasure Yu Xiaolong wanted from this bad situation in the past, but this time it was empty and boring. There was nothing but the continuous and deepening pain corroding in his heart in the subtle sound of water stains.

The temperature remaining in the car was too high, or Xia Cong's unusual heat burned him, Yu Xiaolong finally realized that this was a self-defeating decision, a torture for him.

He pushed Xia Cong away.

Both of them breathed a little hurriedly, the sound was especially loud in the confined space, as if they were about to lack oxygen, Xia Cong slowly raised his body, leaning against Yu Xiaolong's body, and when the side face touched his chest, he was careful on it. Drop a kiss.

He returned to his seat and sat down, covering his eyes with his arms across his eyes, and leaned his head up for a while.

Yu Xiaolong tidied up his clothes, pushed the door and got out of the car, his tone didn't seem to appreciate it, "Remember what you said."

"Then can I say a few more words?" Xia Cong opened his eyes and looked at him.

Yu Xiaolong slammed the car door, and Xia Cong chased him out from the other side, "Let's discuss it, can you just say a few words?"

Yu Xiaolong took a deep breath, "Say it."

"It's really not easy to talk to you calmly." Xia Cong stood behind the car door with his elbows lightly resting. He kept looking at Yu Xiaolong, as if the words he asked for were very important, and he couldn't say them out for a long time.

Yu Xiaolong was a little impatient, he thought he couldn't say anything serious, and he didn't want to hear it anymore, he turned to leave, but was stopped by Xia Cong, "Yu Xiaolong." He said, "I love you very much. "

The huge parking lot was empty, cold and chilly, and the words that were spoken floated in the ears, as if none of the words could be truly heard by people.

Yu Xiaolong's first reaction was not anger, emotion, or any other ups and downs of emotions, but thinking, the word love, has Xia Cong ever said it to him before?

Who knows, when he was distracted and infatuated with sperm, he didn't say anything in his ear, whether he loved him or not, whether he was willing to listen, and heard what was in his heart, whether it was sad or not, and he didn't take it seriously.

How easy it is to say something, who stipulates that it must be tightly attached to the thoughts in your heart before you can speak.

"Don't believe it?" Seeing his reaction, Xia Cong knew what he was thinking. He smiled, seemingly indifferent, "Forget it if you don't believe it."

"It's best if you don't believe me." He closed the car door, walked back a few steps, smiled and waved to Yu Xiaolong, "Good night, my little curly."