Husband's Fingertips

Qiu Jiyan was thinking quietly in the office alone.

The words that Mrs. Ding asked Qiu Yuebai to remind herself seemed to have overtones.

It should be said that, on the surface, Mrs. Ding just encountered emotional problems such as her old son's homosexuality.But the old lady can sensitively perceive something hidden behind it, ginger, it really is old and spicy.

Moreover, what she was worried about also coincided with Qiu Jiyan's thoughts.

It's just that the so-called people around her that she reminds herself to pay attention to are the same as what she pays attention to in her heart?

Recently, many things have happened one after another, including Qiu's, two subsidiaries, my uncle, and my own.

Of course, what happened to me is different from the previous ones. The previous ones were disturbing, while the latter ones hurt the kidneys.

Hey.

In the past few days, Mr. Qiu finally changed the title of Gojiro Yiye to "Saburo Desperately" under Xia Wangchuan's "Desperate Resistance Against Japan".

Moreover, Xia Wangchuan has already started to massage important acupuncture points for him.

Although he repeatedly emphasized that he does not need to do kidney health care at all, the other party told him in a gentle and persistent manner that the kidney is the root of a man, and he should not be desperate just because he is young. Since he has the skills of recuperation, Why don't you give your man a good time.

After all, Qiu Jiyan's kidney no longer belongs to him alone.

Thinking of Xia Wangchuan, Qiu Jiyan couldn't help but think of the words that Qiu Yuebai relayed from his grandmother.

The core meaning of that sentence is that you must pay attention to the people who suddenly appear around you.

So, is this man in front of him who has been in perfect harmony with him, his soul and body united, is he the kind of person who appears suddenly?

Judging from the encounter, time and experience of the two people's acquaintance, it seems that it can be counted.

But why, in his body, I can always feel a taste of old white tea, with stubbornness in peace, and passion in tenderness.

Although the two people have known each other for a short time, there is a feeling that they have known each other for many years.

Perhaps, this is fate.

The mobile phone on the desk rang suddenly, and Qiu Jiyan looked at the calling number, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Tell me what you found."

He lowered his voice slightly.

"In addition to going to the supermarket today, he also went to a very hidden hospital."

The other party's voice sounded cold and mechanical, but it carried a very professional quality.

"What hospital?" Qiu Jiyan frowned.

"It should be a black clinic. I have checked it. It is a black shop opened in an old community house in the name of an old Chinese doctor treating sexually transmitted diseases."

"Venereal disease?" Qiu Jiyan repeated, as if he didn't quite believe it.

"Yes, he should have been treated there, because he stayed in there for more than three hours. When he came out, there was a medical tape on the back of his hand. It seemed that he had been given a drip inside."

"Got it, keep watching him!"

Putting down the phone, Qiu Jiyan felt a breath lingering in his chest. The word "venereal disease" was intertwined with the photo of several men hanging out on the same bed, which made him subconsciously take a breath.

There is Tom's number on the answered phone.

Tom can no longer sit on the bench in the United States, and has repeatedly urged him several times in the past few days, because the other company's products are currently on the verge of going on the market, and if there is no clear solution, their cooperation projects will definitely fail. With a fatal impact, both companies will face a severe challenge at that time.

Qiu Jiyan called up another confidential number on his mobile phone, thought for a moment, and sent a message.

"Shut up!"

While Xia Wangchuan was giving Xiang Hong a massage, he heard a phone call between her and her husband. For some reason, he has always been very professional and doesn't like to listen to other people's phone calls. The contents of the phone call come to mind.

Xiang Hong seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with Qiu Yuefan. Even though Xia Wangchuan was present, her outspoken temper was still unrestrained.

"Qiu Yuefan, just tell me what you're busy with! You say you're the vice president of a company, why are you busier than the president? Yanyan knows to go home on time, but you're fine. Every day you say that the company has something to do and you're socializing outside. Who are you socializing with? Let me tell you, don't treat me like an old mother. I can't even see a man except my son every day. Why, are you crazy? Want to make trouble? I think you dare!"

"You don't come here, what do you mean every day is working hard for me and my son, our family has nothing to lack, why do we need so much money? Tell me, after Lin's leg was injured, have you ever been with him, have you been to the hospital? , Day by day, I don’t know what you’re thinking? This kid is out for summer vacation, and he’s clamoring every day that he wants to go out for two days before making up lessons, saying that he won’t even think about going anywhere after his third year of high school next year, but you can tell me, okay. Can not be done?"

Not knowing what Qiu Yuefan said, Xiang Hong snorted, but his tone changed.

"Really? I booked a plane ticket to Lijiang the day after tomorrow? I hate it, is it because I don't quarrel with you and you plan to keep hiding it! I'm still surprised, old couples, what are you going to do? What? If you don't go, just me and Ji Lin, well, for the sake of you and our mothers, I forgive you for being absent, haha!"

Probably Qiu Yuefan had taken the initiative to arrange a trip for Xiang Hong and Qiu Jilin. Xiang Hong, who was still complaining about her husband just now, was already smiling.

"Oh, there is a big gift when you come back, what kind of gift? Cut, you have learned how to play romance to tantalize people, right! Okay, let's see what kind of gift you can give our mother and daughter when we go home! "

Xiang Hong received the phone, and pointed to a place on her back contentedly, "Master Xia, press here for me, it's a little sore and swollen, and it feels like it's going to change. Alas, this old Qiu is getting old." Still imitating other young people's romance, I want to see what kind of gift you can conjure up for me."

Great gift?

When Xia Wangchuan heard these two words, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

It was originally a very ordinary conversation between a couple, but it sounds like, why does it have a feeling that something is about to happen?

He shook his head vigorously, trying to get that feeling out of his mind.

In the past few nights, except for Qiu Jilin who was still insisting on consolidating massage after recovering from his leg injury, the old lady and Qiu Yuebai probably didn't arrange massage because of their mood problems, and Xia Wangchuan had a little more free time.

Standing on the balcony, looking at the darkness in Qiu Jiyan's room, for some reason, the words Xiang Hong complained about her husband not coming home at night in the massage room echoed in Xia Wangchuan's mind.

To be honest, these few days Qiu Jiyan is also different from when he returned home on time in the past, and he only comes back at midnight every day.

Not only did he come back late, but he also looked exhausted, which made Xia Wangchuan feel unspeakably distressed.

But even though he still looks like a salted fish when he enters the room, after taking a hot bath and letting Xia Wangchuan give him a massage, Qiu Jiyan can still turn over like a salted fish in the middle of the night, and he is not ashamed of him." Desperate Saburo" title.

But when the two of them finished making out, and Qiu Jiyan hugged him like a five-clawed octopus, Xia Wangchuan found that he could clearly feel the faint abnormality in this man.

That was the abnormality felt from various subtle places such as his breathing, heartbeat, and even the tightness of his arms.

Because he pays attention to a person's hair and nerves, Xia Wangchuan can feel the slightest change in him.

"Do you have something on your mind? Is it because of my uncle, or something about the United States?"

Xia Wangchuan felt that when something weighed on one person's heart, it would be better for two people to pierce its heaviness.

Qiu Jiyan hugged the man in his arms tightly.

"Well, there is something on your mind, do you feel it?"

Xia Wangchuan nodded, stretched his right hand to Qiu Jiyan's left hand, and clasped his fingers.

Feeling the emotion from his fingertips, Qiu Jiyan suddenly felt warm in his heart, and couldn't help but kissed lightly on the back of that smooth hand.

"I think people who share the same bed should not have too many secrets, otherwise, it will be unfair to the other half, so I plan to tell you."

Qiu Jiyan seemed to be talking to Xia Wangchuan, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

He turned over, from the posture of Xia Wangchuan lying in his arms to the posture of Xia Wangchuan hugging him from behind.

At this moment, this tall and strong man seemed to have suddenly transmigrated into that lonely boy 16 years ago. In the arms of a little brother, he found the missing warmth.

Xia Wangchuan hugged him tightly.

What Qiu Jiyan said just now still lingered in his ears.

That's right, two people who have been able to cross the same boat after a century of cultivation, and sleep together after a thousand years of cultivation, and who can sleep together in the same bed and unite their soul and body, really shouldn't have too many secrets.

He subconsciously thought of his sealed safe, which was filled with many secrets from his past.

Although the starting point of these so-called secrets is only to reap a love, but since the two of them have reached the point where they are today, it seems that these secrets should also come to the day when the lid of the box is lifted.

But, why do I always feel faintly afraid.Afraid that after telling the other party that secret, there will be a situation that is completely unimaginable waiting for him.

Perhaps, this fear comes from a few conversations between myself and Qiu Jiyan when I was a child.

"Then...then if...if I get rid of my stutter, you...can you always call me brother?"

"No! Because your whole family, including the woman who gave birth to me, will never, never be my relatives!"

In the simple conversation, it can be seen how much resentment Qiu Jiyan has towards his father and his mother.

So, after so many years, he has grown up and become his own man, will he change?

Qiu Jiyan's deep and powerful voice came from next to his ear, pulling Xia Wangchuan's thoughts back from the mess.

"Brother, do you know that our Qiu family is about to usher in a storm. However, no matter how big the storm is, I have never been afraid when I was alone. What's more, there is you behind me now... ..."

Xia Wangchuan hugged Qiu Jiyan's vigorous body tightly again, and the deep "brother" made his heart feel sore and swollen instantly.

Yes, no matter what, I will always be behind you.

The Qiu family has been surprisingly quiet these days.

Xiang Hong and Qiu Jilin had already flown to Lijiang, Qiu Yuebai was always drawing in the room, and Mrs. Ding's mahjong game was silent.

Everyone seems to feel that there is an increasingly stuffy air in the mansion, just like the same hot weather outside in Beijing in July.

In the evening, amid the breathless heat, it finally rained heavily.

The sudden heavy rain and occasional thunder made the noisy capital instantly deserted.

Most people give up the idea of ​​going out in this weather.

Therefore, the dining table of the Qiu family was unexpectedly filled with faces that were rarely complete at ordinary times.

Old Mr. Qiu and Mrs. Ding were in the middle. The two old men looked listless, with a hint of melancholy in their expressions.Obviously, the fact that Qiu Yuebai was gay gave them a big blow.

Qiu Yueming and Qiu Yuefan, who was considered lonely for the time being, sat on both sides of his parents. Qiu Yueming indulged in poetry, calligraphy and painting every day, and talked with a group of literary friends every day, but in front of his family, he habitually kept silent. When facing the tall and handsome son Qiu Jiyan, there was a trace of uncontrollable joy on his face.

Qiu Yuefan chatted with Qiu Suyun about Xianghong and his son's itinerary, but his eyes always involuntarily passed over the faces of Qiu Yuebai and Qiu Jiyan, as if thinking about something on his mind.

Qiu Yuebai was not in the mood and didn't want to eat at all, but the old lady called Sister Qing and called him down from upstairs.He and Qiu Suyun were sitting together, both siblings were not in a good mood and had no energy.

On the table, only Qiu Jiyan was the same as usual, with a calm and composed expression.

Qiu Jiyan and his second uncle arrived at the house almost at the same time. The two of them walked from the parking lot to the mansion one after the other. Qiu Yuefan in front of him suddenly stopped, "Yanyan, it looks like the rain will be heavy soon!"

Qiu Jiyan nodded, looked at the sky calmly, "Well, it's windy."

That's right, the rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.