Sheep and Wolf

"We," An Yiyang hesitated, took a deep breath, and met his gaze, "Didn't we break up?"

The eyes that were fixedly looking at him seemed to be stung by a bee, but suddenly tightened and then loosened, and was speechless for a while.

"To be more precise, we broke up four years ago. And what happened later is just a game of revenge to you, it can't be regarded as love." An Yiyang looked away, subconsciously clutching his clothes with his fingers Jiao, trying to calmly state the facts.

"But I never said goodbye."

"But you're gone, aren't you?" An Yiyang looked up at him again, seeing that he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, so he turned and went to open the door.Qi Fan numbly let him pull the door open, but seemed to react suddenly, pulled him back, and closed the door again with a "bang".

An Yiyang was terribly frightened, and just about to push him away, he was hugged into a broad embrace: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for leaving you here alone, I'm sorry for making you suffer so much, I know, what am I I know, so, can you give me a chance to make up for it?"

An Yiyang didn't make a sound, he knew he couldn't break free, so he just let it go.

"An Yang, what do you have to do to believe me when you talk?" Qi Fan raised his chin, forcing him to look at him.

An Yiyang lowered his eyes, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said calmly: "We have already broken up." It's not that I don't believe in you, it's just that I no longer believe in love.

"You must be so cruel to me?" Qi Fan tightly grabbed his wrist to prevent him from escaping, and dragged him into the house, "Look, isn't this our home? I put Everything has returned to its original state, can you forget everything that happened here?"

How could I forget?This is the "home" he returned to with all his efforts. Everything that happened here was pure and beautiful. They loved each other deeply and lived together.At that time, Qi Fan was obsessed with architecture and had nothing else to do except love him.He never said nice things, and often even spoke bad words to him, but he would go to and from class with him, supervise his English learning, force him to go out for exercise, and silently put down his figure as a young master to go to the coffee shop for him Working part-time, I will use all the money I have to buy him a ring, and I will work hard to be with him.But now he is the president of the Qi family, the one who came back to him all the way just to play a game of revenge with him and make him lose a complete defeat.So, what's the use of restoring everything to its original state?The current Qi Fan has long since become unfamiliar and terrifying, so that he doesn't even dare to get close, and just wants to escape far away.

"Qi Fan, let go! It's impossible for us." An Yiyang said sincerely, "We are not people from the same world at all."

"Then the person who went on a blind date with you today belongs to the same world as you?" Qi Fan snorted coldly and sneered.

"..."

"You like her? Do you want to marry her?" Qi Fan turned around and held his shoulder.

"It has nothing to do with you." An Yiyang lowered his head.

"Look into my eyes and say!" Qi Fan squeezed his chin, forcing him to raise his head.

"It's the same when looking into your eyes. My business has nothing to do with you." An Yiyang frowned, and the hand that pinched his chin was not so strong, which made his eyes red with pain.

Seeing his stubborn expression, Qi Fan became angry, and his tone was no longer as calm as before: "Xiao Ling said that you are very satisfied, and what you mean by being satisfied is that you want to be with her? You like her, don't you?"

It seems that Qi Fan was there before Xiao Ling went out, and he was beside Xiao Ling when they talked on the phone.He had a hunch that the other party had misunderstood, but he didn't want to explain at all, even if it wasn't for Lin Kexin, what he would do in the future and who he liked would have nothing to do with Qi Fan, so he didn't need to explain to him.

In Qi Fan's eyes, his silence is equivalent to acquiescence, and from the sharp eyes of the other party, one can see the ever-growing flames: "Lin Kexin?"

An Yiyang remained silent.

Qi Fan stared at him for a while, the original anger suddenly stopped, he narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "Lin Kexin, the only daughter, a nurse at the Municipal People's Hospital, Department of Respiratory Medicine, graduated from B University, lives in the Second Ring Road No. 48, West Section [-], my father is a civil servant, my mother is a senior teacher in S High School, my grandparents are still alive, and they are all retired civil servants. The family background is quite good, for ordinary people.”

"What do you want to do?" An Yiyang couldn't help feeling vigilant, how could he know so clearly?

"That depends on what you plan to do." Qi Fan wrapped his arms around his waist, letting him lean against himself, rubbing his thumb gently on his chin, "Does it hurt?"

An Yiyang didn't answer, but opened his clear eyes wide and looked at him defensively.

Qi Fan chuckled, his eyes softened a bit: "You look like this makes me miss..."

"What?" Seeing that he didn't continue, An Yiyang blinked.Innocent and ignorant, Qi Fan couldn't help lowering his head, and answered directly with actions.

"Well……"

Realizing being kissed, An Yiyang subconsciously pushed him with his hands, but Qi Fan grabbed both hands and led him to the sofa together. The two of them stumbled and fell on the sofa together. Qi Fan pressed on him, Both hands tightly pressed his hands to the sides of his head, the soft and sweet touch on his lips quickly made Qi Fan lose his mind.An Yiyang felt his lips being licked|sucked and gnawed vigorously, as if his lips were going to be eaten away, his jaws were pried open brutally, and the tongue that drove straight in ravaged his mouth familiarly, hooking his lips Tongue tangled.His body was getting hotter and hotter, and the tingling sensation surged up his back like an electric current. He felt as if he was about to suffocate, and immediately struggled vigorously.But the body pressing on him was like a rock, so heavy that he couldn't break free at all. The force on his wrist was getting stronger and stronger, and the pain became more and more obvious. It hit his brain, making him unable to think at all, and subconsciously screamed: "Ah—let go of me! Let go! Don't!"

He kicked his legs crazily, his whole body was shaking violently, the blood on his face had faded completely, as if he would faint at any time.

Qi Fan was frightened by his excessive reaction, quickly loosened his shackles, helped him up from the sofa, wanted to hug him into his arms to comfort him, but was pushed out by him: "Don't touch me! go away!"

An Yiyang cried and got up from the sofa, stumbled away, retreated into the corner, and looked at him tremblingly: "Don't come here, go away!"

Qi Fan wanted to go over, but he stopped his feet suddenly, and suddenly remembered the atrocities that he had tied him on the sofa for a whole night, his palms felt cold for a moment, presumably the sofa brought back bad memories for him, He was so resistant because he awakened the fear deep in his heart.

An Yiyang squatted in the corner and cried, like a wounded little animal, his eyes were full of resistance and helplessness, Qi Fan stood less than three meters away from him, watching helplessly, Heartbroken but at a loss, because the person who hurt him was not others, but himself.No one will easily forget this kind of pain. Perhaps An Yiyang will hold a grudge against him all his life and avoid him like a snake, because it is completely out of instinct.He suddenly realized that maybe he really didn't have the qualifications to ask for a new start. He also made a mistake. The fundamental difference between him and Lin Wei was that An Yiyang had never liked Lin Wei, but he loved himself deeply.

The door opened without warning, and An Yiling walked in excitedly: "Brother, today we...uh, Brother Qi, where is my brother...?"

Suddenly, his eyes turned to the figure huddled in the corner of the wall, An Yiling's smile froze on his face, and he immediately ran over in three steps at a time, and asked anxiously, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Xiao...Xiao Ling." An Yiyang's body was still shaking, and he grabbed his brother's clothes tightly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

An Yiling turned his head to look at the tall and stiff figure not far away, and there was an imperceptible hostility in his eyes: "What's wrong with my brother?"

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