bereavement

Jiang Yanyu was so hot that Xie Qin almost couldn't help disarming him several times, his anger made him lose his mind, and when Jiang Yanyu passed out, Xie Qin knew that he had a high fever, but a beast is a beast after all, Xie Qin would never Taboo continued to "rape the corpse", and finally got it all in him.

Xie Qin's upper body clothes had been taken off, his chest was exposed, and the sweat flowed from his neck to his abdominal muscles and slipped into his trousers.

He lit an afterthought cigarette, took a few steps back slowly, looked at Jiang Yanyu, who had been made miserable by himself, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He saw a photo on the desk, the one with Jiang Yanyu tattooed on his back, the only photo of his smiling face so far.

After smoking a cigarette slowly, Xie Qin put on a black shirt and didn't bother to button it up. He was naked and full of lust.

He patted Jiang Yanyu's face twice. Jiang Yanyu was lying on the desk, weak all over, his eyes half-opened, his consciousness was scattered, and he was burnt out.

Xie Qin picked up his upper body, let him lean on his chest, looked down at the person in his arms, stretched out his fingers and hooked his chin:

"Cry a little, and take you to the hospital."

Jiang Yanyu didn't respond.

"OK, continue."

Xie Qin wrapped his arms around his knees, hugged him face to face, and pressed him against the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Jiang Yanyu only frowned when Xie Qin came in, and then did not respond again.

"It's better to be fucked by a woman, or to be fucked by a man," Xie Qin said with a cold and vicious smile on his face, like a ghost: "Bring me one on the wedding night, and I'll treat you like a woman."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yanyu couldn't bear his temper anymore. He punched him violently on the side of the face. hit the ground.

He squeezed out a word between his teeth, stood up holding the glass, pushed Seqin down, sat on him and held him down, without saying a word, and then punched him in the face again.

"Fucking you is the most fucking fun, brat," Jiang Yanyu slapped him twice, "I can't cure you?"

Instead of being angry, Xie Qin smiled, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slammed forward, "Move yourself when you come up, and the remaining half of your life will die in your hole, it's worth it."

Jiang Yanyu's head was burned to the point of splitting open, and the pores of his whole body were sweating. His upper body swayed, and when he almost fainted, he suddenly supported Xie Qin's body with one hand, stabilizing himself.

"Damn!?" Xie Qin roared in pain, "Let go!!"

The hand accidentally pressed on his life, and with a little more force, his dick could be broken.

"If I chopped this thing up when you were young, would you still be crazy today?"

Jiang Yanyu was so angry that his chest trembled, he let go of his hands, and got off him, he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand still.

Xie Qin followed suit, and immediately pinched the back of Jiang Yanyu's neck vigorously after putting on his clothes, his throat was on fire: "Go! I'll take you to the hospital to see the brain department!"

Jiang Yanyu couldn't drive a car, but Xie Qin could drive but didn't get a driver's license. He drove like a motorcycle, ran a red light and overtakes a car, and performed the speed and passion in person.

Jiang Yanyu was so dizzy that he vomited in the co-pilot. After Xie Qin drove the car this time, his points would basically be deducted, and his Bentley would be scrapped.

I went to the emergency room in the middle of the night, and the on-duty nurse was an intern. When Jiang Yanyu got the needle, she seemed to be practicing her hands.

After the third failed attempt, Xie Qin got annoyed and yelled at the nurse, which made her tremble in fright and slipped away again.

The little girl’s level is actually not that bad. She is nervous because Xie Qin’s dress is too much like a terrorist, with dirty braids, tattoos on her face and neck, black hat, black pants and black mask. See who goes around.

There was only one single bed left in the hospital, and Xie Qin lay down on it shamelessly, letting Jiang Yanyu sit on a bench for a patient.

Jiang Yanyu had nothing to be unhappy about, even if Xie Qin wanted to save face, he would give up the bed to Xie Qin.

The hospital bed couldn't fit Xie Qin's legs. He leaned against the wall, resting his hands on the back of his head, and kept his eyes on Jiang Yanyu. Seeing the teeth marks on his collarbone that he had gnawed on, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he narrowed his eyes and said :

"Don't let your wife catch you."

"The marriage is divorced." Jiang Yanyu said.

Xie Qin was not in a hurry to ask why, but recalled the turmoil a few days ago, and when he understood, his voice sank: "Your trick is really stupid, you will offend people with your life."

"It's worth it." Jiang Yanyu said calmly.

No matter how destitute he was, he would never use marriage. His father was worried that he would not be able to save the company by himself, and wanted him to marry a rich man from a conglomerate. With the help of the woman's family, he chose a broken shoe.

That woman pestered him more than ten years ago. After he took Xie Qin away, she immediately pestered other men. The bus with broken shoes is famous in the circle. Let him take over.

Who is happy?Who wants to plant green grasslands above their heads?

He didn't attend the engagement banquet, and the marriage has been delayed since then. A few days ago, Huazhou was caught in a money laundering turmoil. Even his father begged him to bow his head to the woman and let his awesome father-in-law give him a hand.

However, if he doesn't want to, he just doesn't want to. Jiang Yanyu would rather offend the gang drug dealers than marry a broken shoe, and he doesn't want to be with anyone except Xie Qin.

Xie Qin didn't care much about his nonsense, he didn't talk anymore, after playing games for a while, his phone ran out of battery, he decisively reached out his hand to Jiang Yanyu, and lazily said in a natural tone:

"cell phone."

Jiang Yanyu took it out of his trouser pocket and handed it to him as a matter of course.

When he turned on the phone and saw the lock screen, Xie Qin's eyes darkened. It was that photo again. How much Jiang Yanyu liked to see him smile.

"password."

"Use your fingerprints."

Xie Qin tried it, and it really turned on, "Did I record it while I was sleeping?"

Jiang Yanyu hummed.

"Oh," Xie Qin's boasting vocabulary has always been uncivilized: "It's really a few tricks."

Jiang Yanyu: "...."

As Xie Qin expected, Jiang Yanyu did not download any games on his mobile phone, not a single one, which immediately made him not interested in playing games.

He opened Weibo to check the trending searches. After logging in, he found that Jiang Yanyu had sent him many private messages.

Xie Qin never read private messages on Weibo, because most of them scolded him, sent him photos of his corpse with a wreath, and put his name on the tombstone.

He didn't watch it not because he would be sad, but because he was afraid that he would lose control of his temper and couldn't help but reply to this group of beggars, greet their mothers, and then vicious circle, and he was scolded on the hot search again.

I swipe up the screen for several times but I still can't reach the top. Jiang Yanyu sends him private messages every day, some of which are for him, some are diaries, the three words that appear most frequently, I'm sorry.

The first private message: "I'm sorry", on October 2019, 10, at three o'clock in the morning.

Xie Qin's heart suddenly ached.

It was the day he saw every time he looked in the mirror, the day he was half dead.

The next day, the second private message: "Don't cut your neck again, okay? I can't get into the ward and I can't see you clearly from the outside. I'm sorry. I have to go back to Shenzhen before dawn and I can only stay with you for an hour, baby, I'm sorry."

Article [-]: "I'm so tired I want to go back to you"

Article [-]: "Why do I always dream of you"

Article [-]: "I'm fucking fed up and tired and want to hear you sleep"

Article 46: "Find the recording of the last phone call and cut off the last [-] seconds, with your sleeping voice good night"

Article [-]: "Xie Qin, you are more effective than sleeping pills"

.....

Xie Qin read it from beginning to end in silence, a total of 240 articles.

They were separated for 240 two days.

Turning to look at Jiang Yanyu, he had already fallen asleep sitting on the stool with his head drooping, and the hand infused with the infusion hadn't moved at all, he was so numb that he lost consciousness a long time ago.

There was a deep sense of fatigue and despair all over his body, like a dead tree after a storm, its branches and leaves withered, and its blood lost.

This is the first time Xie Qin saw fragility in Jiang Yanyu.

Yes, fragile.

He used to think that there was nothing that Jiang Yanyu couldn't bear, nothing could crush this man.

Because Jiang Yanyu never said how tired he was.

He carried, endured, and carried all the burdens on one person, like a steady mountain, so strong that everyone felt that he was omnipotent.

But the truth is, he can't even be with his lover.