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When Sireng returned home, he saw Huaisheng standing at the door.The two of them stared at each other for a long time before Sireng passed him and opened the door.

Just as Sireng was about to close the door, Huaisheng put one hand against the door and put his head in front of Sireng.Xi Leng was stunned. When he came back to his senses, he smiled sullenly and said, "Is there something wrong? Mr. Huai."

Huaisheng said in a low voice, "I want to go in and sit down."

Xi Leng glared at him, turned around and walked into the house without saying anything.Huaisheng followed Sireng without making a sound, and obediently helped him close the door.

"Sit whatever you want." He threw his clothes on the sofa and walked to the kitchen by himself.

Huaisheng sat on the sofa and looked around.Sireng has had a good two years...

After a while, Sireng brought out two cups of coffee.One of the cups was placed in front of Huaisheng. "This cup has no sugar added."

Huaisheng took the coffee, warming his heart.He also remembered that he didn't like sugar in his coffee.

"Let's talk about something." Xi Leng sat across from Huaisheng, he didn't want to see Huaisheng, even if it was just a casual chat...

"...Are you alright these past few years?" Huaisheng rubbed his hands uncomfortably, his eyes flicked to Sireng from time to time.

"I'm fine," he said firmly, without taking any time to think.

"If Mr. Huai came here just to tell me this, I don't think it's necessary." He paused, and then said, "First, people are subject to change. No one can stay innocent for the rest of their lives. Second Two," when he said this, he was trembling..."There are some things that I don't need to explain."

He doesn't want to stay with him.

"..."

"If Mr. Huai has nothing else to do, please go back." After speaking, he got up and walked to the bedroom.Huaisheng put down his coffee and followed him in.

"What on earth are you trying to do!" Xi Leng roared with his back on his back, his whole body trembling.Huai Sheng quietly stood behind without making a sound.

"...We have nothing to talk about..." Xi Leng stood weakly, as if he would fall down at any moment.He was so tired, standing wearily.How he wished he could understand, how he wished they could go back to the past.However, it is impossible...

"Sireng..." He hugged him tightly from behind, he could feel his body temperature merging with his body, Sireng remained silent, leaning against him, he was tired, he wanted to lean on him.

"...Sorry, I'm late." He whispered in his ear, so gentle.His words were like magic, able to wipe away his resentment towards him.

"Sireng, I've missed you so much these past few years..."

Me too……

Huaisheng hugged sirloin for a long time, he didn't want to let go, he was afraid that he would run away after letting go, he was afraid.He was eager to tell him how much he felt for him, but reason would not allow him to do so.

Xi Leng turned around, put his head in Huaisheng's arms, and hugged Huaisheng tightly.He could feel his heartbeat, his breathing, everything about him... as if he knew, understood everything about him.

"Sireng..." He was about to speak, but Sireng put his index finger on his lips to shut him up.

He reached out to hook his neck and tiptoed slightly until he could touch his lips.The cold lips became hot all of a sudden, and with the flow of blood, they became hopelessly crazy.

His hands slowly slipped under his clothes, nails grazed the skin.He put his head in his arms, sucking his breath, wishing he could take him as his own...

Suddenly Sireng stopped moving, and he broke free from his embrace, knowing that he had done a stupid thing.

"Sireng..." Huaisheng was stunned, looking at Sireng in bewilderment.

"You go out first..." He was a little tired, pinching his brows lightly, he didn't know why he did this.

Huaisheng straightened his clothes, and sat in Sireng in the living room.He thought of the tenderness of Sireng just now, and he thought it was cute.

Xi Leng was not as happy as he was, and now he was curled up at the foot of the bed.

Sirloin, sirloin, what are you thinking! !He slapped himself twice on the face, which made him sober up a lot.

He lightly touched his lips with his hands, and there was still an aftertaste after that burst of passion...