Terrorist attacks

Outside the window, the dew is deeper and the night is dark.The huge curtain covered the sky and the earth, covering the French windows on the entire south wall, but occasionally the night wind blows in, and the heavy fabric in the corner is slightly hooked up, and then swings down quickly.

Just like Lin Xin, his heart went up and down with his body repeatedly, endlessly.

Qiao Yisheng kept increasing his strength and changing his posture. Lin Xin gritted his teeth and followed him. Looking at his delicate face up close, and his graceful back that rises and falls, it looks like a silent and heavy mountain, but he was afraid that Lin Xin would be crushed, so he just gently covered his body, using all kinds of means, without stopping. rhythm.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Xin was in a daze, as if he had lost consciousness a long time ago, when he finally woke up, Qiao Yisheng was still in his body, and soon a burst of numbness came from the spine, all the way up, the pores all over his body They were all relaxed, and what followed was like densely packed small needles piercing through the pores. It didn't hurt, but every part of the body was very sensitive, like scratching the heart and scratching the liver, and couldn't help trembling.

Qiao Yin hugged him tightly, kissed the side of his face and neck lightly, and began to move under his body again.

Finally, when Lin Xin lay down, the sky had just turned white, and he wanted to leave, but he didn't even have the strength to get up, so he could only let Qiao Yi approach him, leaned over and grabbed his hand, and put it on his lips carefully. Kissing him closely, and drawing his eyebrows with his fingertips, Lin Xin couldn't control these things, he only vaguely felt that he had made a loss-making deal, and fell asleep after thinking about it for a long time.

Qiao Yisheng slowly stroked Lin Xin's back, seeing that he was sleeping soundly, with his hands resting lightly on the side of the pillow, occasionally making small movements, his face unconsciously rubbing against his wrists, or slightly arching his body, and continuing to sleep in another position.

He originally thought that since Lin Xin knew about it, let him leave for a while and do his own thing.If you continue to entangle and stare closely, the effect will not be good.

But I didn't expect to meet again, it was already two years later.

Qiao Yisheng's family had a big change, he took great pains to rectify, the company also cleaned up, and then opened up the Chinese market, time wasted very quickly.

Although Lin Xin has already signed a contract with him, he seldom visits Hong Kong, and the people from the law firm are responsible for the cooperation between the two parties.After the contract expired, he even withdrew his law firm in Hong Kong and moved to Beijing for development.

Lin Xin probably forgot about him a long time ago. After waking up that morning, he was surprised, hesitant and even slightly angry, as well as self-blame and annoyed, all of which were shown openly.

Qiao Yisheng gently fiddled with the hair hanging at the corners of his eyes, and smiled faintly.In two years, he will make up for it completely.

When Lin Xin woke up, he was still a little confused. He lay down and looked at the ceiling for a while, until the door was opened, and Qiao Yi came in with a plate in his hand, put it on the table beside him, walked over and sat beside Lin Xin, and asked him : "Are you awake? Do you want to sleep again or eat something first?"

Lin Xin didn't speak, and was in a daze for a while. He sat up, but his lower body still hurt a little. Although he insisted on looking for clothes in the familiar way, he was not as quick as last time.

He didn't shy away from it, and took off his pajamas in front of Qiao Yisheng. There were still many ambiguous marks on his body, and he didn't care about being seen as adulterous again. He still turned his back to Qiao Yisheng like last time. After changing his clothes, he slowly unbuttoned the cuff buttons and rolled them up one by one.

Turning around and putting the phone in his pocket, Qiao Yisheng was lying sideways on the bed looking at him.

Lin Xin leaned over, bent his right knee and put it on the bed. He stretched out his hand to caress his face little by little. After looking at him for a long time, he said, "I will pay back everything that should be paid. From now on, you don't have to look for me again. Let's Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, each in his own right."

When Lin Xin left Qiao Yisheng's house, he realized that he was really hungry. It was probably noon at this time. He regretted it very much. He only took a look at the lunch on the table, and left resolutely.

Still standing under the big tree tens of meters away from his house, the sun is still dazzling, and everything is exactly the same as that day.

It's just that he is still a little sore and embarrassed.

This time he didn't call Sun Wei, but directly called his driver, who was very efficient and arrived an hour later.He leaned against a tree and sat on the ground waiting. Although Sun Wei didn't laugh at him today, he was still embarrassed, his back was sore, and the pain that shouldn't hurt was getting worse and worse. He could hardly stand up.

After finally getting into the car, the driver asked him whether to go to the company or go home. Lin Xin changed into a more comfortable position, thought about it, and went home directly.

During this period, Sun Wei called and asked him where he was, but there was no news for several days.

Lin Xin reported the situation to him:

"I just finished making love with someone, and I'm rushing home."

Sun Wei laughed and didn't take it seriously:

"I was filming early this morning, and it turned out that there was a child with a special aura. He went to France to win an award for the low-budget movie a while ago. Before filming, in the dressing room, the drug addiction broke out. You Saying that it was hard for me to make a film, it really broke my heart. The kid is only in his twenties, and he will definitely be famous in the future, and his reputation must be preserved, and he cannot touch that thing again."

Lin Xin scolded him:

"You people who are engaged in art have too many things to do."

Sun Wei laughed:

"That's not true. I came to the hospital with me, and I'm responsible for the whole process."

Lin Xin's voice was a little tired, and Sun Wei found it on the other end of the phone, and asked him again:

"What's going on with you, you're more tired than me in guarding a small law firm?"

"Hey, let's not talk, I'll go home and rest first, if you don't mind, you can come over for dinner at night."

Sun Wei's chatterbox couldn't be closed as soon as he opened it. At this time, there were calls in the ward again, so he had to hang up the phone and go in to see what was going on.

Lin Xin lay down as soon as he got back, and woke up after a nap, his stomach was still empty, so he felt hungry. He got up and went to the refrigerator to search for a long time. I finished eating in one breath, poured fresh milk again, drank it warm, cleaned up the dishes, checked the time, and went back to bed to continue sleeping.

Sun Wei didn't come at night, he was happy alone, he filled his stomach again around 8 o'clock, went to take a shower, and then sat in the study and read the files.

It was almost ten o'clock, and he was a little sleepy. Looking at his state, he hesitated for a while, and then called his assistant and told him that he would not go to the lawyer's office tomorrow. If there was something important, he would notify him in time.

Fortunately, Lin Xin didn't have any cases in his hands these days, so he didn't need to go to court, so it was much easier.

Maybe it was because he slept too much during the day, and Lin Xin woke up in the middle of the night, but couldn't fall asleep anyway, and couldn't help but think of Qiao Yisheng again.

They haven't seen each other for two years. Since he threw away that calling card, the two seem to have completely lost contact. The other party has long since faded out of his life and disappeared.

Sometimes when he thinks about it, he's not even sure whether Qiao Yisheng really existed. That period of time was like a dream, becoming more and more blurred, almost becoming a product of his exclusive fiction.

But the paintings are still there, and Lin Xin hung them on the walls of the living room and study room. It seems that this person no longer poses a threat to him. The painter is very different from what Lin Xin saw later, so he is willing to remember.

The power of the HOC company is also gradually expanding. Lin Xin occasionally sees him on newspapers and TV.

All these imply that Qiao Yisheng is not a fictional character, but he has really existed and continues to exist.But Lin Xin already vaguely felt that this person was far away from him, and there were too many things to kill in two years.

Lin Xin lived his own life without any contact with him, which is very good.

But now, the vague fear of long ago began to strike again.