Ichimori Peace

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He looked at Yu Qingjing's sad eyes, and a tear gradually appeared on his expression.

Who said he was heartless, who said he was heartless, if that person was still in front of him, if that person was still alive, how could he become what he is now?Perhaps, he would not treat Yu Qingjing so cruelly.

With such a result, who can blame whom?

He lowered his eyes, hugged Yu Qingjing, and gave him a most worthless hug.

Chapter 65

That night, Xia Xing suffered from insomnia for a long time.No matter how he hypnotized himself, he couldn't fall asleep, because when he closed his eyes, Song Sen'an's shadow was all in front of him.

However, no matter how much he missed Song Sen'an, Song Sen'an was not by his side.

He wondered if Song Sen'an had fallen asleep at this time, or was busy with business, or... Think about him?But how is this possible.He is delusional again, and only delusional can fill his inner sadness and helplessness.

He got up and came to the window, looking at the bright moonlight, his heart was empty, as if it was just an empty shell, and all the things inside flew to Song Sen'an.

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The mist in the bathroom dissipated, and the sound of running water disconnected. Song Sen'an shook the water droplets off his head, put on a bathrobe, and left the bathroom.

His steps were light and silent.The mobile phone on the side bed cabinet was shining brightly, he glanced at it, and only picked up the mobile phone to check it after a long time.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but it annoys him when you look at it.

He turned off the phone, threw the phone away, and lit a cigarette.

The smoke covered his expression, and in the haze, his eyes were unusually indifferent, without any warmth.He is like a wolf in the dark, plotting those prey that are about to be bitten to death.

Cigarette butts fell on the floor, scattered, and a gust of wind blew by, and I don't know where it went.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Song Sen'an exhaled, put out the cigarette, and went to open the door for the visitor.

Outside the door, Yu Qingjing held a cup of coffee and looked at him with a faint smile, but his face turned pale.

Song Sen'an looked at him and remained silent.He thought, does Yu Qingjing want to repeat the same mistakes with him this time?Why didn't the other party give up on him?Is he really willing to let him ruin him like before?

Heh, Yu Qingjing, should I say you are stupid, or should I say you are stupid for still loving someone like me.

I, but a bad person, will not have kindness and good deeds towards you.

Chapter 66

Song Sen'an took the cup in his hand, drank it all, and was about to close the door, but was stopped by Yu Qingjing.

Yu Qingjing looked at him, bit his lips and said, "You know my intentions, why don't you accept me?"

Song Sen'an smiled, with a sarcasm in his smile, and he said, "How do I know what you mean? Do you want to spend the night with me at night?"

Yu Qingjing's face turned pale, and the hand holding the cup trembled slightly.He lowered his head slightly and replied softly, "Yes." He wanted to spend the night with him, he wanted to be with him, he wanted him to touch him.Although he has no way to please Song Sen'an, he can lower his figure and beg Song Sen'an shamelessly.Think about it, the closest love between them was also seven years ago, and the seven-year itch is hard to control.

Song Sen'an frowned, but the corners of his mouth turned up, and said contemptuously, "You are interested in that, but I am not."

Yu Qingjing was taken aback for a moment, then he tried to smile and said, "I know you have no desire for me, but I can..."

bump--

As soon as he knocked on the door, he interrupted Yu Qingjing, "Are you so impatient?"

Yu Qingjing was silent, looked at him, smiled bleakly, and then nodded.

He was afraid that after tonight, even the days of tenderness with Song Sen'an would be gone.Because by tomorrow, he might not see Song Sen'an again.As for why he couldn't see the other party and what the reason was, I'm afraid only Song Sen'an, the planner, would know that he was just a pawn of his, a pawn willing to be dominated by him.

Song Sen'an's indifferent gaze swept across his face, and after staying for a few seconds, he turned sideways to let him into the room.

He looked at him, looking up far away, and this step was the abyss of despair, and there was no way out.Because he is always the loser in this love game, and the opportunity can only be won by himself.

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He entered the room and silently looked at the furnishings in the room, which were still the same as before.It's just that the people who live in this house are long gone.

He drew down the curtain, walked to the bedside and stood quietly.

Song Sen'an closed the door, glanced at him, and said, "Are you going to have sex with me in your clothes?"

He was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to take off his clothes, his thin body was gradually exposed to Song Sen'an's eyes.

Song Sen'an frowned when he saw him, but silently watched him take off all his clothes.

Yu Qingjing's body was covered with scars, the imprints were shallow, but left on the fair skin, it looked ferocious.He was slightly cold, clasped his arms tightly, looked up at Song Sen'an, and asked softly, "Should I... wash first?"

Song Sen'an looked away and asked him back, "What do you think?"

He bit his lip and walked into the bathroom with a lonely back.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of running water.Song Sen'an got a headache when he heard it.He's shooting himself in the foot.Because he knew what kind of person Yu Qingjing was, but he still followed him uncontrollably, it really shouldn't be.

But he also wants to indulge, why should he care if the other party backs up?

only……

He couldn't look at that face, that face that was exactly like that man.

Chapter 67

Taking a bath was not troublesome, Yu Qingjing dried her body, walked out lightly, and was pulled into Song Sen'an's warm arms.And this hug was too tight and too loose.

He was concerned, and was about to raise his head when he heard Song Sen'an say, "Don't let me do it while looking at your face."

He froze, smiled wryly, and nodded silently.It's good if he wants to be a stand-in, so at least Song Sen'an will be gentler to him, not to mention that this situation is not once.

Song Sen'an's slightly hot hands began to walk over him, burning every inch of his skin.He didn't speak, tried his best to restrain his breathing, put his arms around Song Sen'an's neck, and relaxed his body.

At this time, Yu Qingjing's reaction did not disgust Song Sen'an, but when his hand penetrated the other's buttocks, a sense of disgust surged in his heart.

He pushed Yu Qingjing away, stood up and looked at him indifferently, and said, "Go out."

Yu Qingjing was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned pale, and he asked, "Did I not clean it?"

Song Sen'an didn't answer him, dragged him out, locked the door behind him, and left him outside alone.

He knocked on the door, but only knocked twice, then lowered his hand.

He knew that it was useless, no matter how hard he knocked, Song Senan would not open the door for him, and if he knocked too much, he would only be hated by Song Senan.

His heart ached, he held back the tears, covered his mouth, suppressed the choking sound, and slid on the ground.

why.

why.

Why are you so cruel to him...

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Song Sen'an came to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and suppressed the fire in his heart.

He thought that if he did this, even if Yu Qingjing wanted to get closer to him, he would stop.

But he was so annoyed by himself, it was too bad.

drop--

The vibration of the phone made Song Sen'an frown, and then connected, "Hello?"

Hearing it from the other side, he took a breath and said slowly, "It's me."

Song Sen'an said, "I know." After all, the only one who can call him at this late hour is the other party.

"Are you asleep?" Xia Xing asked in a low voice with tension.

He said, "No, but soon."

"Then did I bother you?" Xia Xing's tone was a little light, as if he was afraid of Song Sen'an hanging up the phone.

"It doesn't count." He thought that if Xia Xing called earlier, he might even let Yu Qingjing play a scene with him, but there is no chance now.

After he finished speaking, Xia Ying didn't make a sound, and he didn't intend to continue the conversation.After all, it was so late, he really should have a rest.

He said, "Do you want anything else? If nothing else, I'll hang up."

Xia Xing responded softly, but said a second later, "I miss you, Song Sen'an."

I miss you, Song Sen'an.

I miss you, Song Sen'an.

In the silent room, the other party's voice echoed clearly. He was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned. He didn't like to hear such love words.

He said, "I miss you too."

"Really?" There was an unconcealable excitement in the other party's voice.

Song Sen'an's expression was indifferent, but the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said, "It's true." At this moment, he could imagine Xia Xing's expression when he asked this question, he must be blushing and happy.

The other party said, "I... want to see you now."

Song Sen An Shu said, "It hasn't been 24 hours since we separated."

Xia Ying was silent, probably not knowing how to express his feelings to Song Sen'an, and even if he said it, Song Sen'an would not take it seriously.Because Song Sen'an is not in a very good mood now, it is difficult to take into account Xia Xing's feelings.

Looking at the dark night outside, he said, "Xia Xing, hang up, you have to go to class tomorrow."

Xia Xing said, "Then... good night."

"You too."

After hanging up the phone, Song Sen'an came to stand by the window.The cold night wind blew on him, revealing a pale breath, which dissipated in the air and blew into the distance.

Chapter 68

The morning sun shines through the window, reflecting the scene inside the house.Song Sen'an opened his eyes, sat up slowly, calmed down his tired nerves, then got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he changed his clothes, he seemed to think of something, walked to the door, opened the door, only to see Yu Qingjing curled up, leaning against the wall, and fell asleep with a pale face.

He frowned, leaned over to be afraid of the other person's face, and shouted, "Yu Qingjing? Wake up?"

Yu Qingjing didn't respond, and then he realized that the other party had a fever, so he carried him into the room.

Yu Qingjing unconsciously leaned into Song Sen'an's arms, frowning tightly, wondering if he was feeling uncomfortable.

As soon as he let go of the other party, he stuffed the other party under the quilt, and went under the bed cabinet to find out the cold medicine and feed it to the other party.

he thinks