Langqing

Xia Yan began to move his things to Lang Qing's house, from clothes to books, etc. After he thought about it, his things in this small two-bedroom house were no less than that of the real master, Lang Qing.

Ling Qing is very good at cooking, and Xia Yan must eat his own cooking for breakfast and dinner, and sometimes Xia Yan even takes Ling Qing home to make lunch.

Ling Qing gets up for a run at six o'clock in the morning. Unless Xia Yan has tossed him hard the night before, the wind and rain will not change. Therefore, when Xia Yan wakes up, a table of well-balanced breakfast is already waiting on the table braving tempting heat. up.

Xia Yan is used to exercising at night. In addition to being used by Ling Qing to practice yoga in the small guest room, there is also his luxurious treadmill.After he finishes exercising, Ling Qing will help him set up hot water for him to take a bath.

If he is hungry, Ling Qing will make noodles for him. At this time, Xia Yan often likes to hold Ling Qing behind his back all the time, like Siamese twins, follow him to take the salt to the left and the bowl to the right, without talking or making jokes Jokes to tease this blushing little guy.

Xia Yan knows that Ling Qing likes to hug him by himself, and he also likes to hug Lang Qing, when bathing, cooking, watching TV, and sleeping, this has never happened in Xia Yan's 29 years Things, Xia Yan thought, maybe Ling Qing's body was too warm and beautiful, making people want to get closer.

For a while, because of the company's business, Xia Yan had to socialize every night and drank a lot of wine.Ling Qing specially sold him a briefcase, because there was a very suitable pocket in it, and Ling Qing could put a small box of pure milk and a small cake for Xia Yan in it, and eat it before going to a social event. It was not easy to protect the stomach Drunk, after the whole project, Xia Yan never had a stomachache, and even so, Ling Qing cooked a lot of stomach-nourishing porridge for him every day.

For this reason, Ling Qing went home to ask his aunt how to cook porridge, and collected a lot of information on the Internet. After integrating many different opinions, Ling Qing got up at five o'clock every day to soak the millet in water, and went back to squint for another In the middle of the night, I got up and ran to buy vegetables, and when I came back, the millet soaked for about two hours, and then cooked porridge for Xia Yan.

Xia Yan felt distressed, and tried several times to persuade him to no avail, so he started to drink less alcohol slowly, sometimes going out without drinking at all, which caused misunderstandings and displeasure among his partners.

On the other hand, Lang Qing has a cold body. When it's hot, hugging him is definitely enjoyable. When it's cold, it's torture. He often stays in bed for more than half an hour. His feet are also cold. Xia Yan squeezed with the little girl in the supermarket. He snatched two Q-version hot water bags, and warmed Lang’s feet every night. When he slept, he consciously clamped the little guy’s feet with his legs, twisted his tall nose and smiled, “Look, what would you do without me?” ?”

Lang Qing smiled triumphantly and happily, and playfully touched Bing Bing's hands into Xia Yan's clothes, which made the man lose his grace and wail in the cold.

They never quarreled, and Ling Qing couldn't understand why some people said that those who didn't quarrel were not real couples. Could it be that he and Xia Yan weren't couples?Ling Qing was very disapproving.

But they were also angry with each other. For example, Xia Yan was very angry because he got up early every day to cook porridge for Xia Yan; for another example, once it rained heavily after work, he ran to the corner of the road to take Xia Yan's car in the rain At that time, Xia Yan was also very angry, scolding him for not having an umbrella, why didn't he tell him to drive back to pick him up.Waiting for these things, but they are all concerned with sweetness in their hearts.

Ling Qing has an outrageous temper, gentle and gentle, and considerate; while Xia Yan is shrewd and capable, with a bright temper, sometimes a bit masculine, but generally speaking, the two get along very well.

Ling Qing always thought that he could live happily with Xia Yan like this all the time, even though they never made any promises or confessed their intentions.

As for Xia Yan, when he realized that he had regarded Ling Qing's home as his own, he had been with Ling Qing for almost half a year. They played together.

"Xia Yan, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you for so many months. Damn it, I thought I was not in the same city as you." Someone on the phone yelled angrily.

Xia Yan looked at his watch and couldn't help showing a little smile. What kind of food will the little guy cook tonight? He still complained on the phone, and he replied absent-mindedly: "What's the matter, what's the matter, why don't you stay there, don't come I'm bothering you, uncle."

"Hey!?" The person on the other end of the phone yelled strangely, and said in a strange way: "A few days ago, I heard that you are raising a little boy now. Why, is it true? Xia Yan, don't tell me, you are serious." Ah! Hahaha, when will I bring my sister-in-law out to meet our brothers!"

Xia Yan was startled, and suddenly panicked: "What are you talking about, I have something to do here, so hang up first!" Ignoring the protest over there, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

Xia Yan scratched his hair, and was horrified to find that he had really been with the same person for the past six months. This period of time passed so quickly that he never thought that it had been so long.

Smoking a cigarette irritably, Xia Yan suddenly recalled the panic feeling in his heart that he wanted to escape when he first came to Lang Qing's house. Now he finally understands that Lang Qing is like a clear water pool. Drown people in it without knowing it.

Ling Qing hadn't thought about ending it yet, but what was supposed to come came without warning.

At that time, Lang Qing still remembers that when he was in deep love, he hugged Xia Yan tightly, and the man's heavy panting was heard by his ears. At that moment, he thought that he had really found the place where his heart belonged, so in two When the two were close together, he said: "Xia Yan, I love you."

Maybe the man's body froze for a moment or maybe he didn't, but the moment he said it, even though he was almost breathless under the weight of the man's strong body, Ling Qing's heart felt empty, and for some reason, his whole body turned cold , he had a premonition of despair.

The next day, when Lang woke up, his side was already cold.

Lang Qing was very calm. He washed and packed all the things Xia Yan left in his house carefully and put them in the cabinet to prevent them from getting dusty. However, he still went to and from work day after day without calling or asking questions. It seemed that Xia Yan had never appeared in his life, even though he went to this man's company every day.

After waiting for a long time, Lang Qing sometimes began to forget his original intention of waiting, so his heart would be full of resentment and grievances that made his heart throbbing. He felt very scared and kept telling himself: Waiting, just to treat I have an account of my feelings!

Because he was afraid, in the end, when the ending came, he couldn't turn around and leave neatly.

They had known each other for a year and were together for half a year. Ling Qing thought, he spent half a year waiting for an ending.

He doesn't hate this man, it's up to you whether you love him or not, Xia Yan never asked for anything from him, he treats Ling Qing as well as Ling Qing treats him.

While waiting, he failed to recall Xia Yan's face even once.I don't know where I read the lines, when I talk about memories, it will be like watching a movie, the person's voice and smile will appear in front of the ground.But Ling Qing couldn’t do it, he thought maybe there was something wrong with his imagination, when he looked at the kitchen, he couldn’t see that rambunctious man hugging his stomach and saying he was hungry, and when he looked at the bathroom, he couldn’t see that man with a teasing smirk saying let’s go together , he couldn't recall it, but after cooking, he would unconsciously put an extra bowl of rice, put the hot water and shout out the door.

Some people say that if you want to forget a person, the most enjoyable way is to really think about all the things related to him in your mind, then you will almost succeed.

But Lang Qing couldn't remember it, he thought badly, could he forget it, because this man didn't exist in his memory, but walked into his habit, but habit is such a terrible thing.

Ling Qing didn't inquire about Xia Yan's news, but occasionally learned from the discussions of colleagues around him that this man hadn't appeared in the company for a long time.

He goes to and from get off work on time, doesn't go out to play or attend colleagues' gatherings, and only goes back to his aunt's house occasionally.

It was the old lady who first noticed that he was abnormal. After dinner that day, Mo Feng was dragged to the balcony by his grandmother to whisper. When he came back, Mo Feng frowned and dragged Ling Qing downstairs.

"Ling Qing, what happened to you recently?" Mo Feng's eyebrows were almost twisted into black bumps, and he looked at Ling Qing's extremely emaciated body with great dissatisfaction.

Ling Qing was taken aback for a moment, and said "ah" in a daze.

Mo Feng gritted his teeth, hit Ling Qing on the head with a blow, and said angrily: "Are you stupid? I asked you what happened?"

Ling Qing rubbed his head, tears almost came out from the pain, and said tearfully: "It's all right, there's nothing wrong with it, the work pressure is a little bit heavier."

Mo Feng was dubious: "Really? But grandma said you have a lot of things on your mind, do you have other things?"

Lang Qing was surprised, moved in his heart, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, haha, I didn't expect grandma to still have the same piercing eyes."