Terrorist attacks

After that night, Lin Xin's behavior became more and more weird.

When he got up early the next morning, he quietly removed Qiao Yisheng's hand on his waist, got out of bed after getting dressed, and fetched water in after finishing. The water in the washbasin kept steaming out, and his face They were all drenched by the smoke, and carefully walked to the head of the bed, woke up Qiao Yisheng, and asked him in a low voice: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable, wipe yourself off with hot water first?"

Qiao Yi raised his upper body and didn't speak. He smiled and watched him bring the washbasin and put it on the high stool beside the bed, and then the quilt lifted up a small corner, and the shiny and firm waist was half hidden, Lin Xin He blushed immediately, reached into the quilt, and wiped his body roughly.Probably afraid that he would be cold, after wiping his upper body, he tucked up the corners of the quilt on his shoulders, then got under the quilt with his hand holding the towel, and slowly wiped his legs.

He lowered his head, and Qiao Yi gently stroked his hair with his hands, then leaned his neck exposed to the cold air, the hair was soft and aroused a large area of ​​itching, and his hands gradually moved to the transparent and reddish ears , slowly draw a circle with the fingertips along the pinna, and drill in a little bit.

Lin Xin froze for a moment, then was startled. He tilted his head and almost hit Qiao Yisheng's chin. He didn't dare to move, but asked him if it hurt.

Qiao Yi turned over and hugged him, and pressed him onto the quilt. Most of his body was completely exposed, with his legs resting on his waist. He kissed Lin Xin on the lips, and asked with a smile, "Why are you so obedient today?"

Lin Xin pursed his mouth and didn't speak. Seeing him from his shoulders to ankles, there were still some ambiguous marks on it, naked in front of him, and thinking of last night, he blushed even more, so he blocked his hand, got up by himself, and washed the towel He was clean, and turned back when he walked to the door: "If you are still tired, go to sleep again, and I will bring the porridge right away."

But when Lin Xin entered the house again, Qiao Yisheng had already dressed and cleaned the bed, went out to wash up by himself, and went to the village head's house with Lin Xin for breakfast.

The morning sun was very good, and the two of them sat in the yard basking in the sun, listening to the old man chatting, and Qiao Yi said "a little thirsty", Lin Xin immediately rushed into the house to pour water, and walked carefully along the way with a bowl in his hand.Qiao Yisheng stretched out his hand to take it over, but he refused to let it go. He sat down and blew on it, and then frowned: "It's hot, let me cool it down first."

Finally, when the time was almost up, I still had to take a sip to test the temperature of the water before handing it over to Qiao Yisheng.

With a smile in his eyes, Lin Xin saw that he finished drinking, took the bowl away, and explained to the old man beside him in a daze: "Mr. , they take care of each other.”

The old people nodded one after another and gave him a thumbs up. Lin Xin blushed with sweat, turned his back and gently wiped it off.

In the afternoon, Lin Xin followed Qiao Yisheng and left the village.

"If I had known that you came here with it, I wouldn't have made so much effort."

Lin Xin poked his head to look at the scenery under the cabin. Gradually, Zhuangzi shrunk a little, and the steep and steep mountain road was insignificant. There was only white mist at his feet, and he slowly closed his eyes, wanting to take a nap.

Qiao Yisheng wrapped the man in a blanket and hugged him. Lin Xin buried his head in his chest and fell asleep soundly.

"are you tired"

Qiao Yan looked at him busy all morning, wanted to laugh but couldn't, just kissed him on the forehead, inserted his fingers between his fingers, and entangled them tightly.

Lin Xin was carried out of the engine room. He didn't feel it until the car drove for a while. He opened his eyes and was lying on Qiao Yisheng's lap. It was dark outside.

"Where are we going now?"

Qiao Yan hugged him and sat up:

"Drowsy"

Lin Xin is sorry, anyway, after what happened yesterday, he subconsciously wanted to take care of Qiao Yisheng, but in the end he had to take care of him.

"This is, arrived in Beijing"

Qiao Yisheng kissed the tip of his ear, leaned closer and asked:

"I'll be home soon, I'm hungry, what do you want to eat?"

The two got tired of being together at night, and Lin Xin collapsed on the bed, sighing, it's better to go home.

The two of them lay quietly under the quilt. Lin Xin curled up and leaned against Qiao Yisheng to sleep. As soon as the chatterbox opened, he was in a hurry, telling him about his childhood, one by one, like a primary school student keeping a running account, babbling. And yet, I can't finish it.Qiao Yi didn't speak much, just listening, the voice gradually became intermittent, and then lowered.

He felt that there was no more beautiful moment in the world than this.

It's almost Chinese New Year, Lin Xin used to pack up and live at his grandfather's house, the annual leave is only about ten days, comfortable and comfortable, and then move back to the apartment after it's over, don't have to worry about it at all.

But now that two people live together, there are endless things to toss about.

First of all, he will do New Year's goods with Qiao Yisheng. He thinks that the other party has lived in the United States for more than ten years, and his impression of the Spring Festival must have long since faded. No matter what, he must make up for all these years. Told Qiao to suppress his voice, and asked him how he lived before.Sometimes Qiao Yisheng was busy with official business in the study, and he was worried. He couldn't show his anger and emotion. He hugged people over and gnawed at him.

He himself doesn't know how to live this year. He absolutely doesn't want to go to a restaurant for the New Year's Eve dinner. The dishes he cooks are just ugly. The point is to create an atmosphere.

After Lin Xin came back from Guizhou, it was already the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the time to go to the company every day became shorter and shorter. He squatted at home every day to clean and clean. He was a bit of a clean freak and liked to do everything by himself. He had to continue to put on his white work clothes and his painter's cap to continue his struggle. Naturally, he repeatedly refused Qiao Yisheng's courtship, and fell asleep after taking a shower.But I don't have any self-consciousness at all, and I still like to nest in his arms. If I fell asleep lightly, I would always rub against him lightly, or reach out and scratch, like a baby, stretching out my fingers and touching the other's waist with fingertips, or Stretching across the chest, shoulders and neck, or sticking the lips to the side of the face, all these things just make people feel uncomfortable.

Qiao Yisheng could bear it once or twice, but after a long time, he really couldn't bear it. Sometimes Lin Xin was so sleepy that he was woken up. One moment he was lazily talking in sleep, and the next second his voice became hoarse. With the sound of crying, I realized that the person on the bed is not to be messed with, once it gets on, I can't stop at all, and begging for mercy has become a way of adding to the fun.

Lin Xin and Qiao Yisheng bought new year's goods together, carrying big and small bags straight to the car. He specially bought a lot of festive red stickers, door couplets, and planned to paste them all over the house.When I looked up for Qiao Yisheng again, I found that he had gone away alone.

Lin Xin closed the car door and didn't call out to him. He just followed him silently. After a while, he stopped. There was a department store in front of him. It was more than ten years old. Standing in the center of Beijing are all kinds of new commercial buildings rising from the ground, but Qiao Yi raised his head and looked up and down, as if looking at an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and there was a feeling of being close to home and everything was indistinguishable. .

Lin Xin didn't speak, he didn't want to interrupt Qiao Yisheng.

Not long after, he turned around and found Lin Xin behind him. He was a little stunned, then took his hand and kissed the palm: "It's good to have you."

Only then did Lin Xin know that this place was Qiao Yisheng’s grandfather’s house earlier. It was flat land at that time, and there were not many high-rise buildings around. His house was in a courtyard at the end of the alley. He remembered that there were two phoenix trees in front of the door. When summer came, the women carried their rice bowls. I went out to enjoy the cool air, and gossip was endless. Zhang’s parents, Li Jiashou, were determined to talk about it until it was completely dark, and the mosquitoes came out to make people impatient.

Lin Xin took a step forward and hugged Qiao Yisheng, not knowing what to say to him.

Qiao Yisheng told him that this place was demolished not long after he left, and everywhere was being demolished and rebuilt. When he returned to Beijing, he really felt strange for a while, all his memories were ruins, and he was the only one standing The people on the ruins looked left and right, with constant mental activities but no emotion.

Lin Xin has heard that there is a kind of bird that goes out at night and returns at night, no matter how far it flies, it can know its way back. Their nests are built on high branches, warm and warm. Once they are destroyed by the outside world, they have to circle back and forth in the air, with nowhere After landing, the cuckoo wailed like blood, until it was hoarse and bloody, and it landed for the last time and returned to the earth.

Lin Xin asked Qiao Yisheng if he still felt uncomfortable.

Qiao Yi shook his head. He had lived in many houses, but he only had one home. If his predecessors were gone, that place would not be his home for a long time.

Now I am with Lin Xin, and I can find my home by following this person.