After being seized by the pillow man

It has just rained, and the air is filled with moist air, and the slight coolness rushes into the tip of the nose with the moist air. Li Jing is guarding the exit, watching the people coming and going with no expression on his face, except for his right foot. land.

Irritable, a little anxious.

The plane had already landed, and people with suitcases appeared one after another at the exit. Li Jing's eyes scanned and let them go one by one like a radar. He only saw it after 'scanning' more than a dozen people. For those who were waiting, he felt happy, waved his hands and raised his voice: "Xi Han—"

The man who was called by him paused and rushed towards him immediately.

Xi Han looked at Li Jing who stood out in the crowd, rubbed his forehead: "Why did you come to pick me up?"

Li Jing has opened a bar in Ancheng for some years. He is usually generous and righteous, and has made many friends. Xi Han is one of them.

Li Jing patted Xi Han on the shoulder: "I'm fine. Didn't you say you're coming back today? I'll pick you up when I think about it." As he spoke, he looked Xi Han up and down, with a bit of sourness in his tone: "You have stayed abroad very well, I think you are handsome again."

He always speaks casually, and the other party is someone he has known for several years. He knew that Xi Han would not care about his way of speaking, and sighed as he walked: "After you stopped going to my bar, my daily turnover plummeted, and now I even have a booth. Sometimes they are not fully booked.”

Xi Han has a charming face and a slender figure. Once he drank the wine in a gulp under the dim light. At that time, his eyes were slightly closed. As others have said, since then, all the "expensive and pure" have gained face.

In the past, some girls made reservations for booths the next day after seeing Xi Han, and he also made a small profit by taking advantage of the situation.

Xi Han was tormented by tinnitus at first, and now he was tossed by jet lag. The two sides were together and had a headache. He rubbed his temples and said, "I'm already married, so I can't stay out drinking all night anymore."

Xi Han was a frequent customer in the bar in the early years, but he restrained himself a little after marriage, and felt that he was a married person. He seldom went to places like bars—he drank at home instead.

It's afternoon now, the ring on Xi Han's hand is a bit magnificent, and the reflected light flickers occasionally.

Li Jing's breath was stagnant, his eyes paused for a few seconds from his ring, and he said immediately: "If you don't go, don't go, or let's go out and have a sit."

He has something to tell Xi Han, and it is about Xi Han's lover Yin Yansheng.

Xi Han refused: "No, I'll go back to sleep first, and we'll talk about it another day."

Li Jing glanced at his face: "It's okay." Anyway, there is no rush for this matter.

The two walked to the parking lot and stopped in front of a red Lotus Evora. Li Jing said, "I'll take you home first, and you can come to my place tomorrow."

Xi Han nodded. In the car, Li Jing kept paying attention to the expressions of the people beside him. He said while driving, "Why didn't Yin Yansheng come to pick you up?"

Yin Yansheng is Xi Han's lover. The two got married two years ago, when same-sex marriage was legal, and they were the first to get married.

Xi Han was turning on his mobile phone, pointing his slender fingers on the screen: "I didn't tell him to change the ticket."

Li Jing: "Oh, I understand, I want to give a surprise, right?"

He licked his lips, and said to himself, don't be scared, and then caught a glimpse of Xi Han's face. He put the mobile phone to his ear, and when he raised his eyebrows, a slightly magnetic voice came: "Yin Yansheng, it's me."

"Come back today."

"No, Li Jing picked me up."

"Well, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Xi Han turned to look at Li Jing who was hesitant to speak: "What's the matter with you today?"

Li Jing: "It's okay, you go home and rest first."

Xi Han raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't ask again.

He has a sense of proportion, and he will never ask others what they don't want to say.

The car stopped at the gate of the community, and Xi Han got out of the car: "Thank you for picking me up today."

Li Jing: "Why are you being polite to me?"

Seeing the red car leave, Xi Han returned home.

His house is not big, it is only 130 square meters at full cost. The community is very green and the lighting in the house is very good. Xi Han took off his coat and changed into pajamas after taking a shower.

There is always melatonin at home, and he usually takes it when he is jet lagged. After taking the pills with warm water, he walked to the bedroom.

There were a few books on the bedside table, which Yin Yansheng usually read. The black book cover was printed with lines. When he felt the unevenness between his fingers, Xi Han paused for a moment, and wiped it with his index finger. A light gray layer.

The children in his family have not turned over for some time.

He curled his lips, then went to wash his hands, closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep after the medicine took effect for a while.

Xiaowei packed her things and waited for the elevator. The tiles on the wall reflected a beautiful face. She was stunned and turned her head: "Manager Yin, you go home too!"

The man who was called to be the manager was very young, his eyes were dark and his skin was cold and white, his thin lips were slightly pursed. These days, people say that he has a bone appearance, and his appearance is impeccable, but he turned away people thousands of miles away when he casually raised his eyes. .

Indifferent and abstinent, the whole person is like a sword, so cold and unreasonable.

Yin Yan said "hmm".

Xiaowei suddenly felt that he had asked a stupid question, and said dryly, "It's still early."

Yin Yansheng didn't speak, just nodded.

The elevator stopped in front of the two of them, and there were about six or seven people inside, all colleagues.

The originally noisy elevator fell silent instantly, and several people looked at each other and said, "Hello, manager."

Then Xiaowei saw the person who was playing with the mobile phone put the mobile phone in his pocket, and the whole space became quiet for a while, as if the head teacher had entered the noisy classroom.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a while, and everyone started chatting again when Yin Yansheng stepped out of the elevator.

"No way, the first time I saw the manager, is he planning to go home?"

"It's unlikely. He hasn't been home for a while, so let's go eat."

"It should be to go home. The manager is also a human being. No one wants to go back to his nest."

"Hey, Xiaowei, you are an assistant. Has the manager gone home?" The person who spoke was the technical director, young and handsome.

They are a small company with less than 40 people in total, more than half of them are programmers, and most of them are young.

Xiaowei nodded under everyone's gaze: "That's right, I'm going home." I just admitted it myself.

For a while, I was sobbing, and a new colleague asked curiously: "I saw the ring on his hand just now, is the manager married?"

Yin Yansheng is only 24 years old this year, and it is too early to get married at this age.

Xiaowei: "It's over, his lover is our boss."

The colleague was a little embarrassed: "A man?"

Xiaowei glanced at him: "What's wrong with the man, same-sex marriage was allowed two years ago."

It was a distance from the elevator to the gate, and everyone dispersed after get off work after a few pleasantries.

Yin Yansheng drove home, amidst the endless traffic, for the first time in a while, he looked forward to going home.

Entering the room lightly, there was a person sleeping on the bed in the master bedroom, the curtains were drawn, the isolated sunlight made the room a bit dark, the face of the person on the bed was hidden in the shadows, and the exposed skin was pale.

Like the whiteness of the stone lions at the door in the dew and humidity in the drowsy morning, the color is cool, and you can tell the coldness at a glance.

Yin Yansheng walked over, and Xi Han's pajamas had been buttoned to the top button. When he bent down and was about to unbutton it, the sleeping person suddenly opened his eyes, and his hand had already grasped his wrist.

In a split second, Xi Han woke up, and his voice was hoarse: "Yin Yansheng, you are back."

Yin Yansheng's eyes fell on his wrist, which was held vigorously just now, and then let go in the blink of an eye, as fast as his own illusion.

Xi Han's voice was lazily drowsy: "I'm jet-lagged and have a headache. I'm so sleepy after taking the medicine."

His voice was very gentle, and his posture was relaxed and leisurely. When he was talking with his eyes closed, his crow-feather-like eyelashes covered his eyelids, and it was not at all evident that his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility just now.

Yin Yansheng lowered his eyes and unbuttoned him, his slightly cool fingertips touched the warm skin: "Are you hungry, let me make you something to eat?"

"No, I don't want to eat." Xi Han said, "Eat something first, I'll make you breakfast tomorrow morning."

Yin Yansheng nodded, and Xi Han planted a kiss on his cheek.

The thin lips touched the cheeks, with warmth and softness.

Yin Yansheng took a bath, he was neither hungry nor want to eat, and after changing his pajamas, he lay down next to Xi Han.

The room was very quiet, and he could hear the shallow breathing of the people around him, and the warmth came from behind him, as if it could pass directly into the skin through the clothes, Yin Yan turned his voice, and he turned his face to Xi Han. Eyes to describe that handsome face.

It seems that the five years have not left any mark on the other party. He can still think of their previous meeting. In this dark and quiet bedroom, he can hear the other party's heartbeat. When Yin Yansheng's thoughts are racing, he feels There was an extra arm around his waist, and then he was embraced in his arms: "Can't you sleep?"

It's less than eight o'clock in the evening, and it's very early to go to bed at this time.

Yin Yan said: "Yes."

He rubbed against the pillow, the two of them had the same scent of shower gel, they were so close that they couldn't even smell each other, Yin Yansheng asked, "What did you do abroad this time?"

He paused for a long time, as if he had thought deeply before speaking.

Xi Han said, "I went to meet someone." He moved his arm upwards, and gently patted Yin Yansheng's back, this action was very pampering and comforting: "I brought you a gift, and I will show it to you tomorrow. "

Yin Yansheng: "Okay."

He knew that Xi Han was changing the subject. After being together for five years, he knew Xi Han's habits and way of speaking, and he also knew that as long as Xi Han didn't want to say something, he couldn't ask.

Xi Han seemed to laugh, and came over, and kissed Yin Yansheng's forehead again: "Good night."

The next morning, Yin Yansheng opened his eyes, and there was only a little warmth in the bed beside him.

After he got out of bed, he went to the kitchen, and through the glass door, he could see the man inside. He had a neat demeanor, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his exposed arms were clear and beautiful. Even though he was wearing an apron, frying eggs was like cooking snow and making tea. Generally elegant.

Seeing his children wake up, Xi Han poured the hot milk into a cup and handed it over: "Brush your teeth before eating breakfast. The fried eggs will be ready soon."

After Yin Yansheng finished washing, breakfast was set on the dining table, eggs were fried into the shape of a heart, toast was placed next to it, and a kiwi fruit that had been peeled and placed in a bowl.

When Yin Yansheng was having breakfast, Xi Han was sitting opposite him. His cooking skills were average, but he was good at frying eggs and cooking porridge, and he was usually able to coax people.

Seeing that Yin Yansheng had finished eating, Xi Han smiled: "Do you want me to take you to work?"

Yin Yansheng shook his head, "Go to sleep for a while." It was only seven o'clock, and Xi Han woke up earlier than him.

Xi Han said: "That's fine, I'll see you today if I have time."

After Yin Yansheng went out, Xi Han put the dishes in the dishwasher, and his phone rang suddenly. When he saw the name on it, his eyes stopped for a moment, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

The author has something to say:

Opened a new article, catching up with the end of July.

Roughly, it is a text in which a couple discovers and solves problems, heals and understands each other.

————Let’s put down the pre-received copy, the main text "The Lover Is Jealous of Himself Every Day" ————

Ji Yan and Fu Siyuan have been married for two years, and their relationship is smooth and harmonious. They can be called a model couple.

It was just after a car accident that Fu Siyuan's mind was so broken. He basked in the moonlight in the middle of the night and said that he would absorb spiritual power to break through the void, pricked his fingers and drew a spell and said that he would form a lifetime companion with Ji Yan, and more importantly: he looked at the two In the person's wedding photo, I have a sinister expression and fierce eyes, as if looking at my husband and enemy!

One day when Ji Yan came home and saw Fu Siyuan sitting on the sofa, his figure was hidden in the shadows, his breath was deep and his face was obscure, he just asked quietly, "Ji Yan, do you like me now... or before?" of me?"

His bony fingers turned bluish-white from the exertion, and he couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger, his body seemed to be covered with boundless frost.

Ji Yan: ...This question can be compared to "Who do you save first when your mother and I fall into the water at the same time?" He tentatively said, "It was before."

After saying that, he saw that Fu Siyuan's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and there was danger in the darkness, Ji Yan immediately changed his words, "This is now."

The smile on the corner of Fu Siyuan's lips was a bit self-deprecating, and he said softly: "I know you are lying to me."

Ji Yan: ...

Fu Siyuan: "I'm glad you lied to me."

Ji Yan: ...

When will his mind recover? !This day can't be passed! ! !