The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

When Qi Jingzhi opened his eyelids, the sunlight coming in from the window almost blinded his eyes.He covered the quilt and got into the bed.

Last night, the two of them rolled and tossed and tossed on the bed until it was almost dawn. After rolling down a few times, both of them were so tired that they slumped on the bed as if their souls had been sucked out.When Qi Jingzhi carried Song Yi to the bathroom to take a bath, he almost closed his eyes after taking two steps, he was really exhausted like a walking corpse.

He took a look at his phone, it was already noon.

Song Yi was still awake, and fell asleep peacefully with his back to Qi Jingzhi.

Qi Jingzhi discovered that he doesn't like to cling to people when he sleeps. To be precise, he likes to curl up and curl up on one side by himself, no need to cover him with a quilt.In one night, Qi Jingzhi did not know how many times he picked him up, and when he woke up again, his arms were always empty.

He sighed, squirmed a few times in the quilt and rubbed against Song Yi's back, and put his arms around his waist.Song Yi felt a little cold, Qi Jingzhi pressed against his back, pursed his lips and rubbed against the back of his neck.

Song Yi groaned twice and woke up.He scratched his neck, stretched out his hand to cover Qi Jingzhi's mouth, closed his eyes and said lazily: "itch..."

Qi Jingzhi stuck out his tongue and licked his palm, then pulled his shoulders and turned him around.

Song Yi still closed his eyes, letting Qi Jingzhi turn around like a lump of mud.Qi Jingzhi wrapped his arms around him and hugged him into his arms, pressing against his body warmly.

Qi Jingzhi lowered his head and kissed Song Yi's eyelashes, and asked, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Song Yi rubbed Qi Jingzhi's chest, "Butt hurts."

Qi Jingzhi smiled, "There's no way, it must hurt, do you regret it?" He seemed to open the broken hair on Song Yi's forehead, "Do you regret letting me fuck you?"

Song Yi raised his head and bit Qi Jingzhi's Adam's apple.

"Hiss...it hurts..." Qi Jingzhi frowned in pain.

Fortunately, today is the weekend and there is no need to go to work. The two of them lingered on the bed for a while before crawling out of the bed.

Song Yi put on his clothes in front of the mirror, his legs were still weak, the soles of his feet were fluttering after walking for a few steps, and his waist was also sore.Qi Jingzhi came up behind him, put his hands through his waist to help him button his buttons, turned his face and asked him shamelessly: "Did you feel good yesterday?"

Song Yi looked at the person in the mirror, "Don't you know if I'm having fun?"

"That's right, they're all called like that..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Jingzhi was pushed away by Song Yi, but he still refused to let go: "Hey, I wanted to ask yesterday, did you call me Qi Qi on the phone? It seems that I heard you call me that again, but I didn't hear it clearly, it seems to be..." He paused, and added: "I called it when she was."

Song Yi lowered his head, his ears turned red.

"You heard me right..." Qi Jingzhi pinched his slightly red earlobe, "Why do you call me that, like calling a child."

"If you don't like it, I'll call you Uncle Qi next time."

"Fuck," Qi Jingzhi laughed, "If you call me that on the bed, I'll be so soft."

"You're just a kid." Song Yi put on Qi Jingzhi's sweatpants.

"Usually I'm used to seeing you in suit pants, but I find you look good in my pants, your legs are long and straight." Qi Jingzhi touched Song Yi's buttocks, "The buttocks are also up."

Song Yi patted his paw away, "Clean up and go eat, I have to go back."

"Oh, yes, Little Pig has prepared a birthday present for you. You must be unhappy if you didn't wait until yesterday."

"No." Song Yi put on his coat, "I don't celebrate my birthday, and usually I have to work overtime during my birthday. He's used to it."

"Hey... poor boy." Qi Jingzhi lowered his head and sighed.

Song Yi raised his chin and said with a smile, "Yesterday was the happiest birthday I've had in so many years." He leaned over and kissed him, "Thank you."

It's just a pity that Qi Jingzhi made the cake with his own hands. After eating a few bites, he used it for other things.

It was really cool beforehand and crematorium afterwards.

When I took a shower last night, my skin was almost bald, so I thoroughly washed off the cream on my body.

"I'll go see Ren Han in the afternoon." Song Yi said.

Qi Jingzhi clicked his tongue, "Are you still afraid that he will be detained by firefighters?"

"Nervous..." Song Yi smiled, "I left him alone yesterday, it's so pitiful, I have to ask about the situation."

"Poor bastard, you deserve it!" Qi Jingzhi snorted, "I'm telling you, don't stay with him, the way that person looks at you is not right."

"Only your elm head can tell that he looks at me wrong? Then why didn't you see that I looked at you wrong?" Song Yi flicked his forehead, "I know Ren Han, you Don't think too much. It's fine, I'm leaving." Song Yi put on his shoes and walked out the door.

"Be careful of your waist," Qi Jingzhi instructed, then pointed to Song Yi's butt, "and the butt."

"Fuck off."

Song Yi called Ren Han in the afternoon, found out his original address, and drove there.That wooden house is indeed not his normal living place, it is purely a place where he usually relaxes when he has nothing to do.However, Ren Han's time there did take up a large part of his daily life.

Song Yi sat down on the sofa, and as soon as his butt touched the sofa, he stood up suddenly, his face twisted uncontrollably.He frowned, enduring the pain and slowly sat down again.

"What's wrong?" Ren Han helped him pour a glass of water, then turned his head and glanced sharply at Song Yi, "You two..."

"Huh? What?" Song Yi raised his head and found that Ren Han's expression was not quite right, his face was wrinkled, as if he was forced to eat a catty of shit.

"What did you two do yesterday?!" Ren Han put the water glass on the table with a snap, and pointed at Song Yi, "Are you still the one below???"

Song Yi was stunned.

Ren Han turned a bit fast at this turn, and he couldn't keep up with his speed for a while.

After being stunned for a while, Song Yi finally came to his senses.

"You...see it?" Song Yi looked at him, not knowing what expression to put on his face for a moment.

Ren Han sat down on the sofa, "If you don't see it, it's a ghost. Look at him like yesterday. If I touch you with my hand, will he have to take off my arm? Thanks to me kissing you At that moment he didn't see..."

Song Yi just smiled and said nothing.

Ren Han raised his legs, "I was a little skeptical at first, but yesterday I saw his anxious look, tsk tsk tsk, you two don't want people to know, so restrain yourself a little, for fear that others won't see it?"

"It's because your eyes are too poisonous. I know I can't hide it from you. I wanted to tell you from the beginning, but I didn't."

Ren Han frowned, "Why are you with a man? I don't remember your tendency to like boys before?"

"I just like him." Song Yi picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Ren Han clicked his tongue, "I like it if I like it, I thought you should be the one above anyway."

Hearing his words, Song Yi almost spit out a mouthful of water, "Ahem...cough..."

"By the way, I was completely sure after seeing this." Ren Han pulled out a piece of paper from under the coffee table and handed it to Song Yi, "Is the picture on it about him?"

Song Yi took the crumpled piece of paper, it was the painting he drew casually yesterday, after taking it out from the fire scene, because the situation was too chaotic at that time, he forgot it for a while, and he didn't remember when it fell out of his clothes .

"Well, it's him." Song Yi nodded.

"Hey... you are really talented. You haven't drawn for many years, and it still looks so beautiful..." Ren Han sighed, "You haven't drawn with a brush before, have you?"

"No." Song Yi shook his head, "I haven't touched a pen for many years, and I still have a brush... I only have a ballpoint pen."

"It's because of this that I didn't like everything about you back then." Ren Han crossed his arms unhappily, and turned to Song Yi, "Are you really planning to start over in this regard?"

"No." Song Yi put the painting on the tea table and stroked it a few times, "Giving up is giving up. I don't like to dwell on things in the past, and I don't have the energy. Let's not talk about this, how is your house? "

"What else? It's all burned to ashes. I have to find someone to rebuild it in a few days."

"Where do you want to live?" Song Yi looked up at him.

"Of course, I finally found such a good place."

"Didn't someone set the fire on purpose? In case that person commits another crime..."

"If he does it again, I'll chop off his hand." Ren Han narrowed his eyes.

"Who is that person? Didn't you say you couldn't move?"

"It's true that I can't move," Ren Han leaned on the sofa, "It's obvious that I can't move, so I will move secretly."

"How about you acting in a spy movie?"

"almost."

"Forget it, I don't care about it, you can ask me for help someday when you are killed again." Song Yi lowered his head and continued with his movements.

Ren Han glanced at him, leaned over to stare at his face carefully, and said: "I wanted to ask before, what happened to the scar on your eye? Was it injured? I don't think it was there before. .”

Song Yi didn't look up, "I was accidentally scratched by the glass before."

"Damn it, you're too careless, you've lost your face even if you had a good face." Ren Han looked regretful, "Fortunately, you're handsome enough, it didn't affect your appearance too much."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Why didn't I think you were so thick-skinned back then?" Ren Han clicked his tongue and glanced at him sideways.Song Yi kept moving his hands, trying to smooth the wrinkled painting with his bare hands.

Ren Han sat up and looked at the person in the portrait, and suddenly asked Song Yi: "Are you playing with him, or are you serious?"

"What do you think?" Song Yi said without raising his head.

Ren Han was speechless.

That's right, he still doesn't know Song Yi's temperament.

"You haven't come out yet, have you? What about the future? What are your plans for the future?"

"I don't want to talk about this." Song Yi said.

Ren Han was silent for a few seconds, and said, "I know you know what's in your heart, it may be a bit redundant for me to say that." He stood up and patted Song Yi's shoulder, "Don't take everything too seriously, if you can be willful, don't hurt me. Just be yourself."

Song Yi didn't speak, and quickly rolled up the painting.

"This is going away?"

"Yeah." Song Yi stood up and said to Ren Han, "Be careful these few days."

"Don't worry, don't you know who I am? I can let people play wild on my head?"

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

"Be careful on the road." Ren Han grabbed Song Yi's arm and looked at him seriously, "Don't take it seriously, remember what I told you."

"I know." Song Yi let go of his hand.

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