Borrowing a Kiss

The author has something to say: publish a chapter first.I don’t want to keep everyone waiting, so let’s go to bed first. I’ll post another chapter today if I have time, and I’ll include it in tomorrow’s update if I don’t have time. It won’t slip away.

After returning home, Liang Muqiu thought that Cen Nan had drunk and urged him to go to bed early, but Cen Nan didn't mean that at all. It was freezing outside the window, but the house was warm as spring.

The red sweater Liang Muqiu was wearing today made his skin look like milk. The sweater was rolled up bit by bit, revealing his snow-white back, and stuck to the cold glass, making people tremble uncontrollably, humming softly, but mixed with Crushing wet kisses.

The white carpet I just bought a few days ago was stained again, and the moonlight fell through the gauze curtain, but it was as clean as water.

Liang Muqiu's body was stretched like a bow, his throat was dry, and his lips were almost bleeding from biting. He always felt that Cen Nan seemed to be working extra hard today, shedding the illusion of a gentleman, and the violence in his bones was only ignited on the bed.

He couldn't help sobbing a few times, his eyes were like crushed moonlight, he couldn't tell whether it was joy or pain.

Cen Nan leaned over to kiss him again, like kissing a rose, full of pity and comfort, as if he wasn't the one who lost control a moment ago.

"Sometimes you seem to have a dual personality," Liang Muqiu was so tired that he collapsed on the carpet, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "Usually you pretend to be a gentleman, but when you're in bed, you're like a beast."

His voice was hoarse, his lips were red and charming, his eyes were soft, and his complaints sounded like love words.

Sitting beside him, Cen Nan peeled off his sweaty forehead hair with his fingers, "Only for you."

Liang Muqiu smiled.

The two of them didn't do anything, just hugged on the carpet for a while, their slender and clean bodies intertwined, skin and flesh touching, even the beating of their hearts seemed to be in sync.

Seeing that Liang Muqiu was dozing off, Cen Nan picked him up to take a bath, rolled him up with a blanket, and stuffed him into the quilt.

Liang Muqiu fell asleep not long after, and Cen Nan stared at him, thinking vulgarly that he was as harmless as an angel.

Before parting from Ruan Zhuxian today, Ruan Zhuxian asked him if he had confessed everything to Liang Muqiu. He understood what Ruan Zhuxian meant. His childhood friend always believed that lovers should not hide things, especially people like Liang Muqiu. He is gentle in every possible way, takes care of him, comforts him, and helps him to stabilize his mind.

But he doesn't think so.

No matter how difficult it is to change the things that have happened, it will only add to the sadness when they are spoken out. Liang Muqiu is lying beside him like this now, with no haze on his plain face, which is very good.

Although Ruan Zhuxian had been warned not to talk nonsense with Liang Muqiu, in the next few days, Cen Nan was a little wary of whether Ruan Zhuxian would ask Liang Muqiu to meet alone.

But Ruan Zhuxian went back to Yuzhou to accompany his parents within a few days, and he was not in Bincheng at all, which made him feel a little relieved.

But what he didn't expect was that Qingmei, who grew up with him and was regarded as a gentleman's friend and cherished each other, violated his wishes only in this matter.

A week before the new year, Ruan Zhuxian went back to Bincheng again, and asked Liang Muqiu to meet in the private room of the cafe alone.

Let Ruan Zhuxian say it herself, she didn't want to get into this muddy water at first.

It's not a pleasant experience to be against Cen Nan, let alone make Liang Muqiu cry. It's just that a bunch of hot potatoes fell on her hands, and she was also in a dilemma.

Before Liang Muqiu came, Ruan Zhuxian was not in a good mood while drinking coffee and looking at the bright sunlight outside the window.

She didn't subconsciously smile until Liang Muqiu pushed open the door of the private room and walked in, and the eyes of the two met.

Liang Muqiu was wearing a soft hat, the wind was blowing a bit outside, and his hair was messed up.He still didn't know what Ruan Zhuxian was going to say to him, so he took off his hat, rubbed his hair, and smiled embarrassedly, "Is it ugly to look like this?"

Ruan Zhuxian shook his head lightly.

Seeing Liang Muqiu's gentle and bright face at this moment, she felt even more uncomfortable in her internal organs.

She thought of Cen Nan's mother, who she called Aunt Gu, really gave her a "good job", but Gu Jinxiu and his wife were extremely cruel to Cen Nan's son, but they were honest with her, a daughter of a family friend. Land has given help, so it is also handy to use.

This made her harbor a grudge, but at the same time had no choice but to follow Gu Jinxiu's wishes.

She looked into Liang Muqiu's eyes, feeling really sorry in her heart.

Liang Muqiu sat down, and Ruan Zhuxian each ordered a coffee and dessert. This place was chosen by him, and he also gave Ruan Zhuxian the tiramisu here, saying it was delicious.

Ruan Zhuxian was a little absent-minded, so he also ordered one by the way.

Liang Muqiu felt that Ruan Zhuxian's attitude was weird, but he couldn't tell where it was, which made him a little uneasy.

When the waiter brought the coffee and dessert, he asked, "What on earth are you looking for from me? You're so mysterious, why don't you let me tell Cen Nan?" He thought for a while, then joked, "Don't be a bad thing, right? Cen Nan is so jealous, I don't want to sleep in the guest room at night."

Although Cen Nan probably didn't dare.

He picked up the mocha and took a sip. The aroma of hot chocolate made people feel comfortable even in winter.

Until now, he still had a smile on his face.

After being silent for a long while, Ruan Zhuxian said in a low voice, "I was actually entrusted by someone today to give you something."

Liang Muqiu raised his head in surprise, "For me?"

He couldn't think of anyone other than Cen Nan who would give him something through Ruan Zhuxian.

Ruan Zhuxian picked up a box from the chair next to him, and opened it in front of Liang Muqiu. The rosewood box contained a jade bracelet carved from white jade, but it was broken by someone. It is inlaid with gold and mended, and next to this bracelet, there are a few scattered photos. They are old photos of Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu. They are 20 years old when they are still in peace. They were taken before Cen Nan went to the United States. of.

Liang Muqiu's eyes changed.

The room was warm and warm, but he felt a bad feeling from the bottom of his heart, which made one's spine feel a little chilly.

He took another sip of Mocha and stopped smiling. He looked at the pair of white jade bracelets, which were given to him by his grandmother. The old man prayed for his children and grandchildren. Before sending Cen Nan to America, he hung this bracelet Cen Nan put it on his hand and said to bless him in safety.

"But you have to pay me back when you come back," he said with a smile at the time, "otherwise I won't be able to explain to grandma."

But then Cen Nan didn't come back.

When Cen Nan reappeared seven years later, the watch he gave Cen Nan was still there, but the bracelet was gone.

It's not that he didn't care about it in his heart, and he didn't deliberately ask. After being separated for too long, Cen Nan has experienced so many things, and asking him will add to his troubles.

Ruan Zhuxian pushed the small box to him.

Liang Muqiu asked with difficulty, "Who asked you to give this to me?"

Ruan Zhuxian sighed inwardly, she actually didn't really want to face this problem.

"My aunt, Gu Jinxiu," she said her name directly, "is also Cen Nan's mother."

"She doesn't want to show up, so she wants to ask me to tell you something, and also ask me to bring you and Cen Nan a letter."

Ruan Zhuxian reached into the box and pulled out two letters from under the photo, in an old-fashioned way, it really didn't sound like something Gu Jinxiu would do.

Most of her life was strict and calm to her son, but in the end she broke up with her and wrote two personal letters.

Parents and children have come to this point, and it is really clear.

"The top one is for you, and the bottom one is for you and Cen Nan," Ruan Zhuxian said helplessly, "I'm only responsible for taking the message, but if you have any questions after reading it, you can ask me."