double rebirth

After packing everything, Ren Qing went to the room Shen Zequn had arranged for him.Shen Zequn was not inside, which made Ren Qing heave a sigh of relief.

This room was originally a guest room, and the room was very ordinary, with its own bathroom.Ren Qing took out the few clothes he had brought and hung them in the closet, then sat on the bed like a ghost, his head blank.

He couldn't help but began to recall the bits and pieces after his rebirth, and he suddenly wondered if he hadn't gone to the teahouse on the way that time, would he have been able to avoid Shen Zequn smoothly.

After all, Zhuang Jie and the others said that Shen Zequn had basically resigned from the position of president in the past two years, and he no longer invested in film and television, so they might avoid it skillfully.

Tonight is a rare good weather, the full moon rises in the sky, Ren Qing watched quietly, and smiled wryly.

He thought that maybe joys and sorrows were destined, and he couldn't escape.Now in this passive state, it's better not to provoke Shen Zequn.

After Ren Qing got up and went into the bathroom, he put the clothes he took off and the clothes he changed into two baskets respectively. He adjusted the water temperature a little higher, trying to soothe his tense body and nerves. But he watched as the water under his body continuously flowed into the pitch-black gutter.

Negative emotions suddenly surged in Ren Qing's heart. He even wanted to rush out and punch Shen Zequn, telling him that he was Ren Qing, but what would be the consequences of doing so?

Shen Zequn will think that he has a brain problem and send him to a mental hospital.

I will still believe what he said, but continue with his previous relationship.

Or... pity him, just let him go.

Ren Qing didn't know the ending, he only knew which of the three he didn't want to see, and he didn't expect Shen Zequn's expression of shock or pity when he knew about this incident.

He doesn't want anything, he just wants to make a clean break with Shen Zequn, but why is it so difficult?

"Ren Yiqing?"

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly knocked by Shen Zequn, and Ren Qing's body shivered suddenly: "Shen... Mr. Shen."

"Are you in the shower? May I come in."

Ren Qing originally wanted to tell him to wait a while, but before he could say it, he thought it was ridiculous, this is Shen Zequn's house, he was rented by Shen Zequn, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Ren Qing hurriedly wiped himself clean and put on the clothes he brought, looking at the frosted independent bathroom, before going out.

There was only one orange wall lamp turned on in the room, and the slightly yellowish light hit Shen Zequn's face, reflecting his brows and eyes to look deeper, and the half of his side face was completely hidden in the shadows.

In fact, Shen Zequn was really good-looking, with natural facial features, wisdom and elegance.One glance will make people remember, and then it will make you want to take another look, but you don't have the courage to look at him.

Because you know that the other party is too good, as if unattainable.

But this kind of person has a faint smile on his face, and even his tone of voice has a soothing magic power.

At that time, he always liked to sleep next to Shen Zequn, and Shen Zequn naturally raised his hand to signal him to pillow in his arms, and then he would softly hum a syllable that came out recently, a little bit of inspiration.

Sometimes they would chat until very late, he said softly, and the other party listened quietly, in a trance, there was an illusion that the years were peaceful.

Who can think of such a dazzling word for double?

Maybe Shen Zequn didn't deceive him, he just acted in his true colors, treating him as Lin Li's dote, he was the one who overestimated his abilities and said what he liked.

He vaguely remembered that Shen Zequn's expression on that day was also mixed with a little astonishment, and he was probably laughing at him.

Seeing Ren Qing approaching, Shen Zequn couldn't help asking: "Do you like to sleep on the left side or the right side?"

How could Ren Qing be entangled in such boring questions, no matter which side he couldn't sleep.

"All...all good."

Shen Zequn nodded, "Then why are you standing there stupidly? Come here..."

Even if it was only a few steps away, Ren Qing felt like he was walking on the edge of a knife, and every step was painful.

Shen Zequn patted the side of the bed, motioning for him to sit beside him, Ren Qing had no choice but to walk over with clenched fists, and sat down on the side of the bed, his whole body stiff.

Shen Zequn said: "I warmed you a cup of milk, it will help you sleep, drink it while it's hot."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

As Shen Zequn spoke, he handed the milk to Ren Qing. Seeing the rising heat, Ren Qing didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only say thank you.

Shen Zequn looked up and saw that Ren Qing's hair was still dripping water, and his collar had been wet, so he couldn't help but sighed.

Seeing his pursed lips, he was obviously a little restless, so he could not help but sit up straighter, and stroked his wet black hair: "Why don't you wipe it."

Just as Ren Qing wanted to say that I would go right away, Shen Zequn suddenly got out of bed and said, "Sit down, I'll get you a hair dryer."

"Shen... Mr. Shen?"

Before Ren Qing refused, Shen Zequn stepped into the bathroom and began to rummage. Ren Qing heard the sound of Shen Zequn rummaging in the bathroom, but remembered that Shen Zequn liked to blow his hair before, and Shen Zequn had always been very interested in his hair.

Shen Zequn quickly found the hair dryer and plugged it into the power outlet beside the bed.He first blew on his palm a few times to test the temperature difference caused by different distances, and then blew on Ren Qing's head.

The hair dryer made a burst of noise, which gave Ren Qing a chance to breathe.

He just sat on the edge of the bed with his head lowered to let Shen Zequn blow, feeling Shen Zequn's fingertips, fingertips, and palms constantly moving through his hair, as softly as if they had been lovers who had lived together for several years.

This sense of familiarity made Ren Qing nervous again. There are too many memories of him and Shen Zequn in this house, and it seems that every floor tile is stained with traces of their time together.

Those memories sharpened the edges and pierced into his body. He felt the pain, but he could only bear it.

"Well, it's almost there."

Shen Zequn turned off the hair dryer while speaking: "Get into the quilt, or the hot bath will be for nothing."

In fact, the heating in the room was fully turned on, but for some reason, Ren Qing still felt cold.

He gritted his teeth and put the milk cup on the head of the bed, then lifted the quilt and fell asleep inside, and Shen Zequn immediately went to bed.

Seeing Ren Qing sitting on the bed with a serious expression, Shen Zequn couldn't help rubbing the top of his head.

"Are you nervous?"

Ren Qing knew how much he weighed, so he nodded.

Shen Zequn was silent for a moment, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, and then he said in a deep voice, "I won't touch you, so don't show such an expression."

Ren Qing suddenly raised his eyes to look at Shen Zequn, he didn't know how to understand this sentence.

He didn't know if Shen Zequn said he wouldn't touch him because he was too nervous not to touch him today, or if he said he wouldn't touch him anytime.

Just when Ren Qing was confused, Shen Zequn had already fallen asleep, then picked up the quilt with one hand, opened his arms, and said brightly, "Come here."

"Shen... Mr. Shen..."

Shen Zequn seemed to know that the other party would not fall asleep if he dragged on like this, so he took one of his arms. Now Ren Qing had nowhere to escape, so Shen Zequn had to pull him into his arms.

A familiar breath rushed towards his face, Ren Qing's hands subconsciously protected his body, but because of this hug, he touched Shen Zequn's chest. For some reason, he felt that Shen Zequn's heartbeat was not much slower than his. The heavy blow on the ground seemed to hit Ren Qing's heart, which made him change his face a little.

The wall lamp was still on, Shen Zequn's facial features were close at hand, even if Ren Qing didn't want to see, he could still see them clearly.

There seemed to be fluctuations in Shen Zequn's eyes, it was clear that they were just hugging gently, but disturbed each other's breathing.

Shen Zequn slowly stretched out his right hand to cover Ren Qing's side face, and gently rubbed his warm fingertips on his fair side face, as if he was confirming something, but he didn't dare to use force.

This complicated and strange feeling made Ren Qing feel at a loss.

This kind of gaze, this kind of mutual gaze, for a moment, Ren Qing thought that Shen Zequn had seen through his body, naked and piercing his soul.

As if he had been exposed.

He didn't know what Shen Zequn's stroking meant, but this kind of stroking not only made people feel no lust, but even felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

There seemed to be light in Shen Zequn's deep eyes, but there were periods of clarity and periods of trance.

This made Ren Qing feel very uneasy.

"Mr. Shen..."

Ren Qing tried to leave this suffocating embrace, but Shen Zequn suddenly took him completely into his embrace.Ren Qing's side face was pressed against Shen Zequn's chest, and he could even feel the touch of Shen Zequn's chin resting on the top of his head.

He didn't know what happened to Shen Zequn.

However, the emotions in Shen Zequn's eyes exploded uncontrollably at this moment, his handsome face could even be described as distorted, and his dark eyes were filled with unbearable pain at this moment.

Shen Zequn suddenly had a...

A kind of illusion that his Ren Qing has returned.

And it was this delusion that made him want to rub the other person into his body at this moment, he was afraid that if he relaxed a little, his arms would be empty again after waking up, like countless times before!

He didn't know how long he could last, in fact he felt that he couldn't last.

This child was like the life-saving straw he grasped when he was about to drown. He was not reluctant to let go, but instinctively grasped and refused to let go, he couldn't let go.

Shen Zequn closed his eyes in pain, and couldn't help but kiss the other party's slightly damp hair.

Ren Qing...

Ren Qing...

His, Ren Qing.