your glory my sniper

Yuanshan Guandi.

520 square meters top complex mansion.

The moment Yu Jianglan turned into the porch, he was shocked. Surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows on several sides, a 270-degree panoramic view suddenly came into view.

At the beginning of night, it was bustling.

Standing in the living room, Yu Jianglan looked up at the ceiling, which was estimated to be more than seven meters high, and couldn't help being a little surprised.In a location like Yuanshan Guandi, the general ceiling height of the duplex is about four or five meters, and there are only a few that can reach six meters. There is no doubt that the height of seven or eight meters like this is limited, and it is piled up with money. .

Looking around, every piece of furniture displayed in the room is uniquely designed, every mural, every hanging lamp and even the texture carved on every column is so beautiful that it takes your breath away.

The complex lighting is luxurious without losing the warmth, and the large-scale natural light is matched with a beautiful and smooth light arc.Looking at the whole hall at a glance, it is like a night lit up by stars and fireflies, with brilliance in the tranquility, and an extremely strong sense of atmosphere.

So beautiful.

"Brother Lan, do you like it?" Ling Jibei asked from the side.

Yu Jianglan was a little confused: "Huh?"

"This house is exactly 520 square meters. It's not a coincidence. It has a meaning." Ling Jibei paused, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "This is a wedding room customized for me by my family. It's for my wedding." .”

"Brother Lan, I'll bring you here...I'm sure it's you..." He lowered his head a bit shyly, and took Yu Jianglan's hand to the door, operated the fingerprint door lock, and then held The latter's thumb was pressed firmly on it.

drop------

The entry was successful.

After a long pause, Ling Jibei raised his head with a smile, staring at Yu Jianglan's slightly dazed eyes.

"Brother Lan, you have a home now."

There was no expression on Yu Jianglan's face for a while, and there was still a trace of solemnity in his eyes when he looked carefully. He was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Lingling..."

"I know what you're going to say," Ling Jibei hugged him suddenly, and rubbed his cheek against Yu Jianglan's neck, "Brother Lan, I know that the home you want doesn't mean a house, it's not a material thing, I know. But this house is the two of us, and I just want you to know that wherever we go, this is where we belong. Like I mean like, one day I went far away, You can wait for me here, and I will definitely come back."

Ling Jibei couldn't see Yu Jianglan's expression, and naturally he didn't see that bitter and sad smile.He just wanted to reassure Brother Lan in advance, so that he could feel more secure, so that he could safely accept his further study abroad in the future.

But at that time, Ling Jibei didn't know that the moods of the two of them were completely different.

The person who kept shouting hungry in the car, faced with the rich and fragrant dishes, seemed to be in a very sluggish state.

Yu Jianglan's appetite is not very good, it can even be said to be extremely poor, he only moved his chopsticks a few times, and after two mouthfuls of rice, he was full.

Ling Jibei sipped the soup with relish, and when he heard Yu Jianglan say that he was full, he raised his eyes to look into his bowl.

He specifically asked Aunt Chen to give Yu Jianglan a full bowl, like a hill, but looking at it now, it is still a hill.

Ling Jibei laughed: "Brother Lan, what did you eat, you're not a little girl, you can eat freely, don't worry about it!"

Yu Jianglan smiled lightly: "I'm really full, you eat more, I'll watch you eat."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ling Jibei finally came to his senses, quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, went around to Yu Jianglan's side, and raised his arm: "Look at me, I'm really stupid, do you have a back pain? Forget, Brother Lai Lan, I will help you upstairs to rest."

Yu Jianglan is like this, he rarely speaks or shows when he is uncomfortable.

Ling Jibei took Yu Jianglan upstairs.

The stairs made of top-grade stone are equipped with light strips on each step. Yu Jianglan lowered his eyes and looked at his feet. He was shaken for some reason and couldn't open his eyes. His nose was sore and unbearable, and his vision blurred silently.

want to cry.

There is one thing that has been on his mind for a long time.

That day in the hospital, he accidentally overheard the conversation between Ling Jibei and his mother.

His Lingling was going abroad for a long time, and he knew about it early on.He knew Ling Jibei's plans and dreams, as well as all his worries and anxieties.

That night, Yu Jianglan didn't sleep, and smoked all night on the bench downstairs in the hospital.

If he had an operation on his waist and the operation failed, it meant that Ling Jibei would not be able to go anywhere in his life.Pushing a wheelchair and changing diapers, as he said, revolved around a useless person like him for the rest of his life.

So Yu Jianglan secretly made a decision.

He wants to do the operation quietly by himself, if it succeeds, he will come back to him and pamper him for the rest of his life, but if it fails...

Then the period from now to before the operation is the last days between them, he will not let Ling Jibei find him again, and he has the confidence to make the child give up completely.

After all, he is still a child, silly and easy to deceive.

Yu Jianglan's eyes suddenly became wet when he thought about it, no matter how superior his lower eyelashes could be, tears rolled down from his eye sockets.

Reluctant.

The encounter was short, but the reluctance was too deep.

And for some reason, he always had a faint bad feeling about the surgery.

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After Ling Jibei helped Yu Jianglan to the master's room, he casually raised his eyes to look at him. It was just a casual glance, but he froze on the spot.

He was a little at a loss, and raised his hand tremblingly to wipe the corner of Yu Jianglan's eyes, "...Brother Lan...why are you crying?"

Yu Jianglan raised his hand and touched his lower back, then smiled slightly: "It hurts."

Crying in pain?

Ling Jibei supported his waist in distress, let him lie on the bed, and skillfully lifted his clothes.

The wonderful process of removing the bandage that I had imagined became extremely heavy. Ling Jibei moved very gently, fearing that Brother Lan would hurt, so he held back his tears and took it off Yu Jianglan's waist.

His waist was still icy cold, so cold that Ling Jibei's body felt cold.

Ling Jibei massaged him from top to bottom: "Brother Lan, is it better...Ah...Did I hurt you? If it hurts, you have to tell me..."

His warm little hands drew circles under Yu Jianglan's clothes, the strength was soft but with a bit of strength, which was very comfortable, but at the same time, it also caused the other party to have a strong physiological reaction.

Yu Jianglan suddenly held Ling Jibei's hand, sat up, stared into those bright eyes without blinking: "I changed my mind, let's do it today."

His voice was very soft, but there was already a little danger stirring up.

Ling Jibei lowered his gaze: "Farewell Brother Lan, I'm afraid I'll hurt you with your waist."

Yu Jianglan was very firm: "It doesn't hurt, just let it be today."

He was afraid that if he missed this time, he would never have another chance.

"Then... I'm on top? Or..." Ling Jibei hesitated for a moment, and mustered up the courage to say, "I'll come directly..."

Before Ling Jibei could finish his sentence, he felt a chill all over his body. Yu Jianglan ripped off his clothes. He was rude and direct like never before.

Depressed breathing came from the ear, and Yu Jianglan's voice was hoarse and soft, and he paused every word.

"...don't even think about it...don't even think about it in this life."

Ling Jibei knelt down on the bed for some reason, his waist was stretched in pain, and his right shoulder was held tightly by Yu Jianglan, unable to move.

Even though he was only pressed against his shoulders, he felt that his limbs, bones and even the beating factors in his blood were being manipulated by an invisible force.

It was an unspeakably graceful taste.

...

When Yu Jianglan did this kind of thing, he showed a sense of contradiction that was different from ordinary people.If you say he is gentle, his innate conditions are there, and he is really no different from a beast when he is fierce.But if Ling Jibei feels uncomfortable, beg him to stop, no matter how out of control the situation is, he can restrain himself or become gentle, his self-control is too strong to say anything.

Ling Jibei was lying on the bed exhausted, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and a bit of complaint in his tone: "Brother Lan, you hurt me."

"I have not…"

"Then I hurt too!" Ling Jibei knew what he was going to say, and let him coax him coquettishly, "It hurts...I hurt..."

Yu Jianglan followed him: "How can it be better?"

The child smiled triumphantly: "Kiss me."

"Where are you kissing?"

"Prescribe the right medicine, just kiss your butt!"

Yu Jianglan said "Mmm", and then kissed Ling Jibei's face superficially, because his eyes were very focused, so even such a short and perfunctory kiss seemed extremely serious.

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The two of them went to take a shower together.

The bathroom in Ling Jibei's house is exaggeratedly large, and there is also a sauna room.

Coming out of the bathtub, Yu Jianglan really had no strength. Seeing this, Ling Jibei put a piece of clothing on him and carried him to the sauna room.His waist was too cold, and the child insisted on lying on the wooden bed until the cold air from his whole body was evaporated, and a layer of sweat appeared from head to toe, and then he was not allowed to come out.

My body was warmed up, the blood flowed smoothly, and my back pain eased a lot. It was already twelve o'clock when I came out of the bathroom.

Although tired, both of them were sleepy at all.

They are all born in e-sports, and their basic work and rest are two or three o'clock, and they still can't sleep at this time.

Ling Jibei took Yu Jianglan to the top terrace to watch the night view.

This is undoubtedly the best viewing platform. It is almost a badminton court-sized hanging garden, with unique green plants and sofa tea tables. There is also an astronomical telescope standing on the railing next to it.

On the 45th floor, overlooking the city's most prosperous business district building, you can see the sparkling moonlight bay view nearby, and the entire wetland park at the foot of Mianshan Mountain in the distance.

Ling Jibei leaned his hands on the railing, his hair was messed up by the evening wind, he turned his mouth up, squinted his eyes and looked at the distant land, looking like a free and easy young man.

"I like this condescending feeling. I stand tall and feel good." He turned his head and smiled at Yu Jianglan, with a bit of rebellion in his eyes. "Brother Lan, you come and see."

The night sky seems to be right above the head, and the visual sense of reaching out to pick up the stars is so dreamy that it is unreal.

Yu Jianglan raised his hand towards the starry sky, grabbed the air, and smiled helplessly: "I'm a little afraid of heights."

"Oh, let's come in!"

Brother Lan's words are what Ling Jibei cares about the most, and he pursues the same purpose. He dragged Yu Jianglan back inside, not forgetting to say in his mouth: "If you are not used to living here, we can change it later. It’s pretty good, you don’t need to take the elevator, and it’s down to earth, which I like very much.”

Yu Jianglan lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "Liar."

"I'm not lying," Ling Jibei explained seriously, "I really don't have anything in particular I like, I just like being with you, even if I live in the basement, I can be very happy, really."

Yu Jianglan couldn't bear to hang out with him like this, he was afraid that if he continued like this, he would soften his heart, so he proposed to watch a movie.

Well, Ling Jibei is not lying, their house does have everything, the private movie theater on the roof of the starry sky is not an ordinary trench.

"Brother Lan, what movie do you want to watch? What genre?" Ling Jibei asked him.

Yu Jianglan replied casually: "As long as it's not a horror movie, it's fine."

Ling Jibei raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Brother Lan, are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Yeah." Yu Jianglan admits that he is afraid of ghosts. He has been afraid of ghosts since he was a child. Even after hearing ghost stories, he can't sleep well for a few days. Let alone horror movies, it's not something he can try.

When he first joined the team, everyone felt that he was difficult to get along with and was too cold. In order to make him look more down-to-earth, he deliberately posted a small video in the group, which is the kind that looks humorous and relaxed at the front. Suddenly, a terrifying grimace popped up.

In order to deceive Yu Jianglan, all the people replied in it, "It's so interesting", "Why is it so funny", "Hahahahahaha"...

Team Yu clicked out of curiosity...

Things backfired, after Yu Jianglan was frightened, he didn't talk to them for a whole week.

But people are like this. When they find out what the people around them are afraid of, they are more willing to challenge their bottom line.

Ling Jibei calmly called up a movie.

Yu Jianglan's arm fell on the arm rest of the sofa, leaning on his chin: "Kunchiyan?"

"Kun Chi Yan" is a very scary Korean horror film. Ling Jibei watched it with Du Nan at the base. It was okay before, but he was also very scared afterward.

Ling Jibei agreed with a "hmm" and coaxed: "This is a Korean movie, and it has a pretty good reputation."

Yu Jianglan was not suspicious: "What are you talking about?"

Ling Jibei continued to fool around: "It's a bit like a documentary. I haven't watched the one that tells the story of a mental hospital. I just watched the trailer and found it interesting. It seems to be the suspenseful one."

As soon as Yu Jianglan heard the suspense, he suddenly became defensive and asked him, "Is there a ghost?"

"Ham, no, no, where is the ghost coming from the mental hospital." Ling Jibei said.

Yu Jianglan really believed it so, followed him to watch for nearly half an hour, although there is no ghost, but this plot...

A sense of crisis came over my face, what was a little scary, Yu Jianglan grabbed the phone: "I'm going to the toilet."

Ling Jibei: "I'll accompany you Brother Lan, do you know where I am?"

Yu Jianglan didn't let him get up: "No need, I know where it is, I saw it when I came here."

Ling Jibei nodded: "Alright then, I'll wait for you to come back."

If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a scary scene in the next few minutes, and Brother Lan couldn't miss it.

...

As soon as Yu Jianglan walked out of the theater, he took out his mobile phone. As he walked along the corridor, he used his mobile phone to search for the movie "Kun Chi Yan".

——The scariest pseudo-documentary horror film ever! ! !

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Fuck!

Yu Jianglan couldn't help cursing, "Baidu is good, you know it will cause discomfort, why do you want to post pictures!"

His hands trembled slightly, and he quickly closed the browser. He didn't want to go back to the cinema anymore, and was going back to his room.

But the layout of the house was really complicated, and Yu Jianglan was a little confused after being frightened just now, and he forgot which side of the stairs he went upstairs, so he had to walk along the corridor.

He was wearing pajamas loosely, the neckline was wide open, and there was a crimson hickey in the nape of his neck, his sexy collarbone and pectoral muscles were exposed, Yu Jianglan didn't take it seriously at all.

until a corner...

The anchor Tian Yue turned around from a wall with his mobile phone camera on, and the two collided head-on.

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作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-2920:51:16~2021-03-3119:00:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Atsushi Nakajima - 2; Xu Woqirinuan, Softhis father, Meowoooooo, Ziyi Yaya#1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: don’t need 10 bottles of sesame paste; Xia Feng and I are both passers-by, auuuliih, h.1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!