take away the light

The young couple who had only been separated for a few hours met again without warning, and both of them saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Father Ning followed Zhao Shan and called Brother Qiao with a smile, and pulled Ning Heng who was standing on the sidelines, "This is your Uncle Qiao, this is..."

Father Ning looked at the handsome young man beside Father Qiao, his tone hesitant.

"He is my son." Qiao Conglin introduced, "Yuyang, this is your cousin."

"Happy New Year, Cousin and Uncle." Qiao Yuyang turned his eyes on Ning Heng's face, showing a handsome smile, "This is... cousin?"

Ning's father was worried about Ning Heng's cold temper, so he quickly answered with a smile: "Yes, he is a cousin. Ning Heng, brother."

"..." Ning Heng's lips were pursed into a line, and he didn't intend to speak at all.

Qiao Yuyang teased: "It seems that my cousin is a little shy?"

"He's a bit cold-tempered." Father Ning laughed dryly, a little embarrassed, "Ning Heng, don't be rude, call someone!"

Ning Heng rolled his Adam's apple twice, looked at Qiao Conglin and said, "Uncle Qiao."

Qiao Conglin's eyes fell on his face, stayed for a moment, then nodded, "Hello."

Father Ning urged: "Where is my cousin?"

"..." Ning Heng met Qiao Yuyang's playful and expectant gaze, and the hand he kicked in his pocket clenched into a fist.

This is not just a title, but under the tacit ambiguity of the two, once it is called out, it is an admission of a more distinctive relationship between them—brother and younger brother, a different and different kind of stimulation.

Ning Heng really regrets coming with him, damn it, why did he unlock a new identity after having a meal? !

"It's so hard to say?" Qiao Yuyang smiled, "Am I scary? It's so hard for you to say, cousin?"

Zhao Shan made a relief: "This kid is a little shy, not used to crowds, he didn't..."

"Cousin." Ning Heng said, a trace of embarrassment and anger flashed in his cold eyes.

Qiao Yuyang agreed contentedly, "Wrap a big red envelope for my cousin later."

Father Ning said embarrassingly: "He is already there, there is no need."

Qiao Yuyang put his arms on his cousin's shoulders as if he was familiar, "Yes, it's a happy New Year."

The shoulder-to-shoulder hook-up between the boys was perfectly normal, but Father Ning didn't think it was unusual, and told Ning Heng and his cousin to have fun, while he followed Zhao Shan to say hello to other relatives.

As soon as the adults left, Qiao Yuyang pulled Ning Heng out of the living room, opened a door at random, and pushed them against the wall for a kiss.

"Hmm... um!" Ning Heng's lips hurt, and he hammered Qiao Yuyang twice, "You...are you sick?"

Qiao Yuyang bit Ning Heng's ear, his eyes were bright in the dark room, "Cousin, what a surprise."

"..." Ning Heng was ashamed of this identity, and growled, "If I knew it was you, I wouldn't come if I died!"

"Why?" Qiao Yuyang was quite satisfied, "We have a lot of predestined relationship, so we can meet each other in this way."

Ning Heng's face was so hot that he couldn't digest his boyfriend's identity as an older brother in a short time. The roots of his ears were blushing, and he pressed against Qiao Yuyang's chest, blushing, "Can you get out of here later? My dad is looking for me!"

"You're not a child anymore, why does he keep looking for you?" Qiao Yuyang's smile was a bit wicked, "If he was looking for you, he said he was in contact with his cousin?"

"...Nonsense." Ning Heng took two deep breaths and turned her head away from him to kiss.

They just met for the first time, is there any relationship that needs to be contacted?

Qiao Yuyang buried her head in Ning Heng's neck, absorbed the insignificant smell of omega through the barrier patch, leaned against Ning Heng, restrained her foolish teasing, as if she had found her belongings, and said in a deep voice full of exhaustion, "I Miss you a lot."

"..." Ning Heng paused, feeling that Alpha's mood was not high, and put his arms around his waist, "We've only been separated for a few hours."

"Think about it for a few hours," Qiao Yuyang closed his eyes and whispered, "Stay here tonight."

"What... what?" Ning Heng didn't follow his train of thought, and asked subconsciously, and after realizing it, he was so angry that he wanted to bite, "Qiao Yuyang, can you fucking..."

Qiao Yuyang interrupted him: "Tomorrow I plan to visit my mother."

Ning Heng fell silent.

"Come with me?" Qiao Yuyang asked.

Ning Heng bit her lip, hesitated for a while, shrunk her small face into the scarf, nodded lightly, and hummed.

The lights in the room are not turned on, and the light coming in from the window can dimly see two tall figures hugging each other intimately, their heartbeats beating at the same frequency, and in the quietness of this room, they are nostalgic for each other's temperature and breath.

The night is thick, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers is one after another, the Spring Festival Gala on TV is full of joy, and the entertainment content after dinner is playing mahjong, which has not changed for a hundred years.

Qiao's house has a chess and card room, which has three tables of computer games and some table games. The whole villa is brightly lit, and the chess and card room is especially lively.

Ning Heng was not interested in these things at all. When he was giving Qiao Yuyang a wink and was about to run away, Qiao Conglin suddenly looked at him and asked, "Can you play?"

"..." Ning Heng blinked, and said bravely, "A little bit."

"Yuyang is also here, don't try to slip away." Qiao Conglin's words interrupted Qiao Yuyang's desire to help Ning Heng out of the siege.

Qiao Yuyang frowned, very coldly: "Farewell, should we win or lose when we play with you?"

Seeing this, Father Ning also said: "Brother Qiao, Ning Heng is still young and hasn't touched mahjong a few times. If you want to play, I will accompany you."

"Take 200 yuan, cap at 1600 yuan, and add to it by yourself." Qiao Conglin took off his coat and hung it on the chair, unbuttoned the cuffs, sat down at Jima's place, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked calmly, "Can you afford to lose?"

Father Ning's face was a bit ugly, and he said with restraint: "Brother Qiao, you are playing too much, and Ning Heng can't afford to lose. He doesn't have a formal job, he just plays games, how dare he play with you."

"Are you losing before you start?" Qiao Conglin said, "Even if he can't afford to lose, his captain can make up for it, right? Qiao Yuyang."

Qiao Cong's indifferent words broke the "cousin" relationship that Qiao Yuyang and Ning Heng had maintained all night.

Ning Heng clasped the corner of his clothes with his fingers, and Qiao Cong's understanding made him feel a little terrified.

——He is very clear about his relationship with Qiao Yuyang, which means that he can no longer treat him as a pure elder.

Ning Heng glanced at Qiao Yuyang's cold face, took the lead to sit down on the mahjong table, raised his chin, and looked like a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, "Yes, if you lose, there will be a captain, so what am I afraid of."

"Captain? What captain?" Zhao Shan looked at Qiao Yuyang with a blank face, and suddenly said, "I remember Yuyang went to play e-sports, right? Xiao Ning is also playing games...so Yu Yang is Xiao Ning's captain ?”

Father Ning was surprised, "Then why did you pretend not to know each other before?"

"It's just fun among the children." Qiao Conglin said, "Sit down, Zhao Shan, and you come too. I'll lose if I lose."

This is the end of the conversation, Qiao Yuyang can't say anything more, there is nothing wrong with playing cards during the Chinese New Year, no matter how bad their father-son relationship is, in front of so many guests, the superficial relationship must always be maintained.

Qiao Yuyang opened the stool, sat down opposite Ning Heng, and said with a half-smile: "Cousin, you are so good at playing games, don't fall into this."

The machine rattled and rattled, and the stacked cards rose from under the table in unison.

Ning Heng pretended to be a dumb and cute baby all night, now that he has seen through his relationship, he didn't bother to continue pretending, he sneered, and said disdainfully: "Cousin, I just want to say, you don't lose your underpants. "

"Okay, let's wait and see."

This is actually Ning Heng's first time playing mahjong. He said "know a little bit" because he has only played on the computer and knows the rules, but he has never actually played mahjong.

He was not proficient, and he couldn't stand his luck, so he made a top-notch in the first move——Wanqing parallel bars, and won 6000 in one stroke.

The second hand was another superb one, and Long Qi won another 3200 by touching two hands.

Zhao Shan is from an ordinary well-to-do family. Although Qiao Conglin said that if she loses, it will be his, but if she wins, it will be her own. She still wants to win in her heart.

"Yuyang, did you deliberately let the water go?" Zhao Shan asked, "The first one knows that Ning Heng is doing everything, but you still keep fighting."

"Bare." Ning Heng yelled, and fell down three sevens, and picked up the sevens that Zhao Shan hit, "Nine."

"Touch." Qiao Yuyang punched out a [-]-tube.

Qiao Yuyang said: "Cousin, you misunderstood this, then I also want to be clear, what's the problem?"

"..."

She and Qiao Conglin both want to close the tube, can he clear it up?

Zhao Shan wondered whether Qiao Yuyang would know how to play poker.

All three tables were playing mahjong, and Ning Heng's table had the biggest turnover, with tens of thousands of wins and losses, and the further to the back, the better Ning Heng's luck, basically he would win again alone.

The more the winner played, the more energetic he was. Ning Heng's eyes were bright and he was full of energy. Every card he drew was what he wanted, and he basically bid when he was missing.

The faces of Qiao's father and son remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, and Zhao Shan felt a little shy after losing.

"Ning Heng, why don't you mess around in the e-sports circle?" Zhao Shan played a five-of-a-card, "You go to open a mahjong parlor and play every day. Will you earn more than you play games?"

"Long." Ning Heng poured down three five-of-a-kind cards again, felt that an eight-of-a-kind card was another kong, and then threw Zhang Ten Thousand out, disgusted: "This is boring, winning is too smooth."

Ning's father coughed and choked, and glanced at Qiao Conglin guilty.

This kid is really cheap and good-looking.

After zero o'clock, the game ended. Ning Heng was the biggest winner, winning 2 yuan. Holding a thick stack of banknotes, he cast a smug look at Qiao Yuyang.

Qiao Yuyang smiled.

At the end of the show, before Qiao Yuyang opened his mouth, Qiao Conglin took the initiative to let Ning Heng stay for a night, saying that he and Ning Heng were very close, and wanted to chat a little more.

Father Ning naturally had no objection, Ning Heng glanced at Qiao Yuyang and nodded in agreement.

The sound of fireworks outside was deafening, and the house that had been noisy all night became deserted, and the three of them were especially empty inside.

Ning Heng really thought that Qiao Conglin was going to say something to him, so he felt a little nervous, and grabbed Qiao Yuyang's sleeve. Loper, who was domineering and domineering when playing games, has now become a little wife waiting for her father-in-law.

Qiao Yuyang stood behind him and stared at his father expressionlessly. The smile he had played with Ning Heng on the poker table was gone, and he was guarded in his indifference.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Conglin asked upon seeing this, "Afraid I'll eat him?"

"What do you mean by letting him stay?" Qiao Yuyang asked.

Qiao Conglin said, "Don't you want him to stay?"

"..."

The singing on the TV was loud, and one mouthful of Happy New Year, but the atmosphere here is really not related to the word happiness, but rather tense.

Qiao Conglin was expressionless, and the indifferent eyes of the father and son were strangely similar.

He took out a red envelope from his arms and handed it to Ning Heng, "A little heart."

Ning Heng waved his hand, "No need..."

"I gave it as Qiao Yuyang's father," Qiao Conglin said, "I hope you accept it as his boyfriend."

"..." Ning Heng glanced at Qiao Yuyang's indifferent profile, and took it with both hands, "Thank you uncle."

Qiao Conglin nodded, his eyes fell on Ning Heng's earrings, "You look good wearing them."

"……thanks."

After Qiao Conglin returned to the room, Ning Heng opened the red envelope and asked in a low voice, "What does your father mean?"

"He wanted to tell me that he accepted your existence." Qiao Yuyang took Ning Heng's hand and went back to the room.

"I think Uncle still wants to ease the relationship between you, otherwise why is he being so nice to me." The red envelope is very thin, and there is only one bank card in it. Ning Heng asked: "How much is there?"

Qiao Yuyang undressed to take a bath, revealing a tight and smooth body with some scattered cat scratches on it, "I don't know, about a few million?"

Ning Heng stared wide-eyed, and immediately said, "Your father is so rich?! Then do I count as marriage..."

A slamming brake, and the last ending abruptly stopped, Ning Heng changed the phrase: "Are you counted as a rich man on the list?"

No matter how much he changed his words, Qiao Yuyang could hear his words clearly, walked over to pick him up, raised his head and said: "That's right, I just married into a wealthy family."

"Get out," Ning Heng blushed slightly, "Marry for what? I didn't say, let me down!"

Qiao Yuyang kissed him, and the pheromones were released silently, biting Ning Heng's soft lips, "Take a bath together?"

"Don't!" Ning Heng's breathing was disordered, his fingertips rubbed against the back of Qiao Yuyang's neck, his heart felt itchy, and he panted wetly, "Your father is right next door!"

"The room is soundproof." Qiao Yuyang lifted Ning Heng's sweater with his hand.

Accustomed to the touch of alpha, his body softened into a puddle of water. Ning Heng was so stimulated that his eyes turned red, and he bit Qiao Yuyang's ear hard, "I have to get up early tomorrow to see your mother!"

Qiao Yuyang paused, sighed, and put him down, "I'll wash first, you can just look around to pass the time."

Ning Heng's legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up. After Qiao Yuyang entered the bathroom, he simply tore off the barrier sticker. The glands were itchy and numb due to the alpha's breath, and he wished that Qiao Yuyang could bite him twice.

He scratched the back of his neck irritably, and opened the window to relieve the stuffy heat.

There was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, and Ning Heng had the time to look at Qiao Yuyang's room. It was spacious and simple in style, mainly in black and white, and looked stiff and cold, not even as pleasing to the eye as the bedrooms in the base.

It can be seen that Qiao Yuyang seldom comes back, the room is not popular at all, it is just a room for sleeping.

"Ning Heng!" Not long after, someone's uncle-like voice came from the bathroom, "I didn't take my underwear, the third drawer of the wardrobe."

Although Ning Heng was dissatisfied with being instigated, he was very satisfied with the fact that Qiao Yuyang was wearing underwear, which meant that he would really not touch him tonight, otherwise he would come out naked like he was at the base...

He opened the closet, followed the instructions to find the underwear, glanced up, and the movement of closing the door froze.

The closet was full of clothes, coats, shirts, overcoats, so many that the clothes rails were bent. One of them was very familiar to Ning Heng. Although he only saw it once, it stayed in his mind for four years.

——The black fringed jacket worn by Ran Peng back then.

The author says:

See you tomorrow, I will give a romantic "reunion" scene, but if you think it's not romantic, just pretend I didn't say it (dog head save life)