My vase is broken

Ling An's dazzling smile fell into Qin Yan's heart, dispelling the dense fog and haze that had gathered.

He stared at Ling An in a daze, his chest felt slightly hot, as if he had been walking alone in the cold darkness for a long time, and suddenly he was enveloped by warm sunlight, and the warmth surged from his heart and flowed to his limbs.

Only then did I realize that the blood was hot.

Heart is hot.

"Ling'an?" After a while, he finally found his own voice, low and soft, as if he was worried about breaking his dream.

"it's me."

Ling An nodded, raised his hand to touch his ears, and naturally said casually, "Did you just come back? I just came back too, let's go upstairs together."

Taking a look at Ling An's fluffy slippers, Qin Yan didn't expose him, "Yeah."

Entering the elevator, Ling An swiped the floor card, tilted his head and asked, "Have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, let's go together and go directly to my house."

Qin Yan couldn't refuse this kind and warm invitation, "Okay."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Ling An asked with a smile.

Qin Yan's tone softened, "It's all fine."

Ling An tilted his head, his eyebrows and eyes were bent like a crescent moon, "Then I'll cook whatever I want."

He thought for a while, "By the way, do you want to help too? We will hurry up if we do it together. After dinner, we can take Ruan Huhu downstairs for a walk. Um... If you are busy, I will go by myself."

Qin Yan replied quickly, "Not busy."

"Then let's go together," Ling An laughed, "Ruan Huhu must be very happy, maybe his tail can be turned into a small spinning top."

The elevator arrived with a "ding", and Ling An walked in front to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Ruan Huhu rushed out and jumped on his calf, yelling.

He bent down to touch it, then turned around and said, "Come in."

The little golden retriever tilted his head to look at Qin Yan who would be standing in the porch, and suddenly jumped in front of Qin Yan, and called him a few times, very excitedly.

"Ruan Huhu remembers you," Ling An said with a smile, "Touch it quickly, or it will scream around you all night, it's very clingy."

Qin Yan stroked the little golden retriever as he said, and looked at Ling An, his expression softened.

Taking off his coat and putting down his cell phone, Ling Anjin pulled on his slippers and walked around the kitchen and living room looking for things.

Watching him turn back and forth for a while, Qin Yan asked: "What are you looking for?"

"Apron," Ling An turned to look at him, "Don't you want to help too?"

As he said that, he closed another cabinet and looked up slightly to think. He obviously bought a set of two, blue and red, and he only used the blue Peppa Pig, so where did the red go?

Qin Yan rolled up his shirt sleeves, showing tight muscles. He was about to say "no", when Ling An suddenly stood up, went into the study, and when he came out, he was holding a red apron.

"I threw it in the study casually," Ling An smiled at Qin Yan, and handed it to him, "Here you are."

Qin Yan stared at the apron with a slightly hesitant expression.

Observing the change in his expression, Ling An withdrew his hand, "Forget it, I'll give you the blue one, I'm more suitable for red."

Qin Yan put on a blue Paige apron, Ling An rested his chin on the side and looked around, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Too inconsistent.

hahahahahahahahaha.

"Funny?" Qin Yan raised his head, under the warm white light, his brows and eyes showed a little tenderness, and he was very relaxed.

"A little bit." Stretching out his right hand, gestured with his thumb and index finger for a short distance, Ling An's smile spread across his eyes, "That's all, the main reason is that it's against harmony.

So unworthy of your status. "

Qin Yan was puzzled, "Identity?"

Ling An gave him a piece of chicken breast, motioned him to wash it, and broke two eggs himself, and said while beating: "You are the person in charge of the Qin Group."

Pause, and put on a teasing tone, "That's right, the domineering president."

Thinking of something funny, he laughed again, "Have you watched the Mary Sue TV series? It's the one where the boss contracts the fish pond for the heroine."

Qin Yan shook his head, "No time."

"That's right," Ling An said, "If you watched it, it would be even more strange."

Changing the subject, "Did Ruan Huhu wreak havoc at your house? Isn't it very skinny, and it didn't do anything to your house?"

"It's very well behaved."

Ling An didn't quite believe it, "Really?"

Ruan Huhu was sent down by Qin Yan. He came back from filming and hasn't been in Qin Yan's house yet.

"Really." Qin Yan put the cleaned chicken breast on the plate, "What else should I do?"

"Cut some onions," he thought for a moment, and then said, "No, I'll chop the onions, you wash the tomatoes, and we'll cook pasta tonight."

Qin Yan can eat anything, "Okay."

Ling An took off the cutting board, diced the chicken breast and put it beside it, and prepared to chop the onion.This time he had the foresight to wear a pair of glasses and was not stimulated to tears.

The side dishes were all ready, Ling An ordered spaghetti, and at the same time he was talking to Qin Yan, he remembered something, he asked directly: "Su Yanchang, did you help?"

Qin Yan took off his apron and said simply: "I just withdrew his endorsement."

"Endorsement?"

"Well, a drink."

Ling An looked back and said jokingly, "Does this count as public and private?"

"Forget it, it doesn't count," Qin Yan looked at him, "The Qin family has never used artists with black spots, and besides, he targets you."

Ling An was stunned for a moment. Anyway, when he came over, he took the lead to look away and turned around. Inexplicably, he felt his heart beating a little fast, and his ears felt a little hot.

He didn't speak anymore, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help it, and he raised it quietly.

After finishing dinner and cleaning up the kitchen, it was exactly eight o'clock.

Ling An put a leash on Ruan Huhu, hung a plastic bag on his right arm to facilitate dog poop inspection, and wrapped his head to toe in a long black down jacket. He raised his face and said to Qin Yan, "Let's go."

Qin Yan followed him.

In winter nights, after the sun goes down, the temperature will be much lower, so there will be fewer people walking after meals, and the community will be very quiet, and the wind can be heard clearly.

Ruan Huhu is still young, not suitable for running and playing for a long time, Ling An let it walk for about 10 minutes, then hugged it, shoulder to shoulder with Qin Yan.

Not far away, a family is taking a walk. The parents are holding the child walking in the middle, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere is very warm.

Qin Yan stopped and stared at them.

Ling An also stopped and looked at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan's expression didn't change, he just watched quietly, his eyes were calm, but he could clearly feel the sadness hidden under this calm surface.

The family left, Qin Yan suddenly said, "Tomorrow is my father's death day."

His tone was very calm, without any waves or ups and downs, but the sinking, slightly hoarse voice still revealed his true emotions.

Unable to let go, very sad.

His chest seemed to be pressed by something, and it was so stuffy, Ling An put Ruan Huhu on the ground, took a step towards Qin Yan, stood in front of him, and opened his arms, "Do you want a hug?"

Hearing this, Qin Yan slowly lowered his head and looked at Ling An without moving.

Eyes met, Ling An moved first, he took another step forward, gently hugged Qin Yan, put his palm against his back, and patted lightly, "You can show your sadness."

Backing away, he let go of Qin Yan, looked him straight in the eyes, and said seriously: "At least, it's okay in front of me."

Suddenly, Qin Yan moved.

The wrist was grabbed, and with a force, he fell into the warm embrace again. In an instant, the cool cedar fragrance enveloped his whole body.

After regaining consciousness, Ling An raised his hand and lightly touched Qin Yan's head that was leaning on his shoulder.

It was quiet all around.

Ruan Huhu also seemed to feel Qin Yan's sadness, and obediently squatted at Ling An's feet, and stopped screaming.

Being gently touched by Ling An, Qin Yan's deepest sadness began to spread out uncontrollably. He hugged Ling An even harder, his cheeks deeply buried in Ling An's shoulder blades.

Nobody spoke.

They stood under the street lamp, and the overlapping shadows were stretched obliquely.

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Ling An was a little absent-minded.

I can't read books, I can't write with a brush, I can't write papers, I can't even eat my favorite cake.

He sat in the study, playing with a pencil on his chin, and stared out of the window blankly. The weather today was bad and gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

Unable to bear it, he recalled the fragility shown by Qin Yan when he leaned on his shoulder last night, and the sadness emanating from the inside out.

Putting down his pen, he stood up.

Holding the phone in his hand, Ling An hesitated for a few seconds before dialing a number, "Mr. Jiang, I want to ask you something..."

Ling An was wearing a black suit and a cashmere coat of the same color, and walked into the cemetery with a bouquet of flowers in his arms.

The cemetery was very quiet, Ling An walked very lightly, for fear of disturbing the people who were sleeping here.

Turning around a small hill, he saw Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was dressed in a black suit, standing at the front, next to Mr. Jiang and a lady who couldn't see his face clearly, and in the back row were Jiang Xingjing, Jiang Xingyue brothers, and Jiang Jinzhi and his wife.

The servants of the Qin family and the Jiang family and several soldiers stood not far away.

Everyone was there, it was difficult for Ling An to pass by, he stood where he was, hugging the flower tightly.

Suddenly, Jiang Xingyue noticed him, waved to him, and then patted Qin Yan on the shoulder. The next second, Qin Yan turned his head to look over, and then the others also looked over.

Only the lady beside Qin Yan did not respond.

Ling An bent slightly and motioned towards them.

Not long after, an old man walked towards him, "Master Ling, please come over, Master."

"Qin Yan?"

"Yes."

Ling An nodded and followed.

Walking in front of everyone, Ling An lowered his voice and said hello politely.

Mr. Jiang spoke with an easy-going attitude, "Why are you here?"

Can you just say that you don't trust Qin Yan?Ling An silently suppressed his thoughts, touched his ears and was about to speak when Jiang Xingyue said first, "I asked him to come."

"Ling An is my brother's friend, if he talks to my brother, maybe my mood will be better." He added.

Mr. Jiang said "Yes" without saying anything else. He smiled at Ling An and pointed to the flowers in his arms, "Is it for Shi Nian? You can put it there."

Ling An walked to the tombstone and put the bouquet of flowers on it. When he came back, he bumped into Qin Yan's eyes. His pupils were dark and heavy without any light.

With a sore heart, when passing by Qin Yan's side, he patted Qin Yan's shoulder comfortingly.

There were fewer people in the cemetery, and the cold air was getting worse. Mr. Jiang was getting old and wouldn't be able to stay for long. He was about to leave, and the others followed him.

In previous years, Jiang Xingyue would stay to accompany Qin Yan, but this year when Ling An was around, he would follow him.

Ling An noticed that the lady next to Qin Yan reacted very slowly, she would wait for someone to help her before she moved, her eyes were empty, without any focus.

"That's my mother." Qin Yan told him softly, "When the news of my father's car accident came, she collapsed, then closed herself, and never came out again."

Ling An choked for breath, and said softly, "Qin Yan."

"I'm fine." Qin Yan withdrew his gaze from watching them, and his gaze fell on his face. "At least, she's still alive, and I can see her."

Ling An opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Verbal comfort is actually very vague. When he lost his parents in his previous life, he felt that the world was falling apart, and he couldn't listen to anyone comforting him.

That feeling, he still deeply remembers.

After being silent for a while, Ling An patted himself on the shoulder and asked Qin Yan, "Do you want to lean on again?"

Qin Yan shook his head, cast his eyes from drooping eyelashes, and said in a soft voice, "Someone you can rely on, it's too addictive, once in a while is enough."

The author has something to say: the second update is complete.

Half an hour late, mainly because I wanted to continue writing the next plot, but found it was quite long, so I will save it until tomorrow.

Remember to praise me, good night~

Continue tomorrow, compare your heart~

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