Schrodinger love

When Wen Sui walked to the door, because the slippers fell off when he opened the window just now, his feet were still bare, and it was bitingly cold to step on the floor.

He always had a vague premonition in his heart, maybe once he left this time, he might not be able to come back for a long time, or this long time plus a limitation, that is, forever, a lifetime.

If he had to do this multiple-choice question, between the two, he could only abandon that part of his blood. Anyway, he would probably hear a lot of bad words in the future, and even if anyone pointed at him and called him unfilial, he would admit it.

He is still young and reckless, full of sharpness, and he is ready to never look back, so even his thin back reveals a sense of determination.

Jiang An squeezed his knuckles, knelt down on one knee, held his ankle and put it into the shoe, pulling the shoelace slowly.

He knew what this departure meant, so he procrastinated infinitely. If Wen Sui wanted to go back on his word, he could let him go immediately.

However, Wen Sui just looked down at him quietly, teasing softly: "Brother, did you forget the shoelaces you taught me to tie?"

"I haven't forgotten." Jiang An's fingers trembled, and he passed through the looped button and tied a beautiful bow.

Wen Zhongqing just clasped the edge of the armrest tightly, looked at all this with a livid face, and didn't say another word.

When the two of them opened the heavy door, Xie Mingzhi finally came to his senses, panicked, grabbed the mobile phone on his desk, chased after him, and rushed to the door.

"Sui Sui." She called out to people with tears in her eyes against the snowstorm, and said with a sigh, "Do we have to come this far?"

Wen Sui turned to look at him, and smiled lightly: "Mom, take care of yourself, we're leaving, happy Chinese New Year."

Xie Mingzhi put the mobile phone in his pocket, and said: "Your father has a stubborn temper, and he won't let go of what he believes in. You are like him. No one is willing to be convinced, and he is unwilling to take a step back. Such a Nao, let go of the harsh words of severing the relationship, I don't know when we can meet again. I will try to persuade him, okay?"

Wen Sui nodded and replied in a low voice, "It's cold outside, go in."

Xie Mingzhi raised his hand and quickly wiped away his tears, looked at Jiang An, his face was blown pale by the wind: "I'm sorry for your inconvenience, Xiao An."

"Well, don't worry, he won't be wronged." Jiang An rubbed the back of Wensui's head and promised lightly.

"What else do you say to them, let him go. I want to see how many days he can last with his lavish spending?" Wen Zhongqing looked at Wen Sui's credit card bills for the past two months, with a blank expression on his face. Emoticons speak out.

Wen Sui glanced at him indifferently, and slowly closed the door, all tears seemed to be shed at this moment, and he felt relieved.

He turned his head to look at Jiang An, showing a very shallow smile, his eyes were bent beautifully: "Brother, do something with me before you leave."

Jiang An frowned and looked at his forced smile. At that moment, he felt pain in his heart as if it had been pierced.

He rolled his throat and said with difficulty: "What are you doing?"

Wen Sui grabbed his hand and pulled it directly under the surveillance camera in the yard, looked provocatively at the red light, and tilted his head to the corner of his lips generously: "Kiss."

From childhood to adulthood, every time he did something bad, he would try to avoid all the monitoring at home, for fear that his parents would find any clues.It was only later that Wen Sui realized that the so-called bad things were not necessarily true, it was just that they were not allowed at that time.

They were not allowed to sneak out when they were young, and they were not allowed to have sex when they grew up. In fact, there is nothing wrong with each of these, they have never missed it.

Wen Sui felt that his whole body was about to freeze, only his lips were warm. Jiang An kissed him very gently, as if he was afraid of breaking him.

He half-opened his eyes, watching the moonlight fall on his brother's face, casting a layer of soft light, he looked like a fairy who was pulled down by him.

It seemed like a long time before Wen Sui let go of him, and when he looked at the camera again, he felt a malicious pleasure of revenge.

The snow still hasn't stopped, and the whole city is covered with a layer of pure white, covering everything that is colorful, and it calmly falls into the night.

They took a taxi back to the apartment they rented by the river. In just a few hours, it seemed as if they had fast-forwarded and jumped to the end.

Jiang An took Wensui's wrist to the sink, turned on the tap to rinse the red line on his palm, and said in a low voice, "There are pinch marks all over your index finger, and you did nothing wrong."

Wen Suidai stood on the edge of the water basin, stunned for a few seconds before recovering and explaining: "It's subconscious."

Jiang An hummed, and wiped off the water on his hands with a towel: "Are you hungry? It's like that, I guess I didn't eat much at night."

"It's okay, I'm full." Wen Sui stepped on soft plush slippers, turned around and went out to open the refrigerator, took out a few cans of beer and put them on the small table on the balcony, "Brother, come and have a drink."

The balcony was facing the calm river, and you could see the lights of Wanjia on the other side. Jiang An pushed the glass door open a little to let the heating in the room spread out.

It was already past zero, and the big screen opposite was still flashing red "Happy Chinese New Year", but the excitement didn't seem to have much to do with them.

Jiang An dragged the two reclining chairs together, and leaned against the chair with his furry head: "If you want to drink as much as you want, I will accompany you."

Wen Sui clicked his tongue, held the tab of the beer can with his index finger, and lifted it up, a lot of white bubbles overflowed.

He flattened the can, raised his head and drank a few swigs before sighing indistinctly: "It's better to stay here and have a New Year's Eve dinner with you. The time is really good, and you will have a psychological shadow during the New Year's Eve." .”

Jiang An felt uncomfortable seeing him in such a calm state. After going through such a toss, he completely broke up with his relatives. He would rather cry and make trouble at Wen Sui, cry like he did just now, or yell at him, but now he looks like a normal person The same, but the tone of sinking from time to time shows that the heart is actually not feeling well.

In the future, probably only the two of them will be left for the New Year's Eve dinner in the future. What they said at the beginning became a prophecy, and they became a true mutual dependence.

Jiang An took a sip of the wine. The last time he went to the supermarket, he didn't buy the brand he was used to.

He slowly slid his fingers back and forth on the water-stained bottle, turned his head and said, "Sui, did I do something wrong?"

The fault is from the very beginning, that love should be well hidden, and it should never be seen.

As Wen Zhongqing said, if he had never crossed that line, and had always only been a qualified elder brother, maybe Wen Sui would not be forced to the point where he had to make a difficult choice between the two.

Wen Sui met his gaze and smiled: "Of course not, don't doubt yourself, you are right in everything."

Jiang An lowered his eyes, looked at the river in the distance, and his eyes were a little out of focus: "I dragged you in, if I didn't open my mouth, you wouldn't think in this direction at all, would you?"

This kind of words fell into his ears, and Wen Sui felt distressed, his brother was always like this, he was used to putting everything on himself, obviously he was one of the hurt ones.

He drew out the peace talisman around his neck, slowly stroked the golden thread on it and said, "Brother, sometimes you can learn to be more selfish. Is there anything wrong with liking someone? No. Is there something wrong with making yourself happy? Neither. No one is selfless enough to only impose pain on himself. Seeing that the person he loves may be with someone else will make him feel uncomfortable. What's more, although I am slow to get enlightened, I am not stupid, and I will react sooner or later. This day, it doesn’t make any difference whether it comes early or late.”

"You have really grown up." Jiang An nodded and smiled lightly, "You know how to comfort me."

Wen Sui pursed his lips and tasted the bitterness of the wine left on his lips: "You have to grow up, don't you? But you don't need to grow up too much, just be sensible. After all, the sky is falling and there is a brother to support it. But I am for you After giving up the huge inheritance rights, should you consider how to take care of me for the rest of my life?"

These words were a bit outrageous and unreasonable, but Jiang An felt suddenly relieved, as if the unscrupulous Wen Sui from before had returned a little bit.

His tense back relaxed a little, imitating him to put his feet on the carved wooden railing in front, and lay his head back on the armchair.

"Make good money to support you. If you don't want to come back here again, settle in the capital, and then choose a location you like to buy a small house and move there. But the house price is very expensive, what should I do if my brother can't afford a single-family villa?"

Wen Sui glanced at him, and thought his stern questioning was very amusing, and said bitterly: "Then I'll work hard, it's not too bad, at least I opened a hot pot restaurant before the collapse. I can't be a idle rich After the second generation, you should be a self-reliant rich generation."

Jiang secretly twirled his fingertips, and said with a sneer, "It's too much money to waste."

"You have so much confidence in the two of us, Jiang Nian." Wen Sui kicked off the slippers on his left foot casually, and rubbed his bare feet on his instep, "Then let's get another cat, and in the future we will all inherit our inheritance." Give it, and strive to make it the richest man in the cat world."

He imitated the tone in the news broadcast, held a beer can and pretended to be a cat, raised his hand and introduced: "Hello everyone, the next thing I want to introduce is the nobleman among the cats, kid Nienian...why is it a nobleman, because it has two cats?" A very rich father left him a huge amount of assets..."

"Are you stupid?" Jiang An stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek, squeezed out a little flesh between his fingers, "Why does the cat have the same name as mine?"

Wen Sui's lips were pinched into a goldfish, and he slurred his words: "Who is like you? People are in the year when there are fish every year, so don't be too affectionate."

When talking about the future, it is always easy to fall into that kind of beautiful vision, which can dilute the current sadness.It seems like ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

They have a cat that loves to shed hair and run around the house. The house is not too big, but it is very clean. On the coffee table are refreshments bought after queuing for hours. The two of them nestle together to watch boring movies. , chatting with each other like this now.

Wen Sui suddenly felt that there might be no difference between ten years later and now. He used to say that a place with his brother is home, a hotel, a dormitory, and a rented house. He used those words to comfort his brother, but now I really felt it.

After putting down the wine, he crawled along the reclining chair with long hands and long legs, lying lazily on Jiang An's body, resting his head on his warm shoulder, and breathing slowly.

It would be a lie to say that they are not sad, no matter how indifferent Wen Zhongqing and Xie Mingzhi are to themselves, they are parents who are connected by blood.

But he didn't dare to show this sadness, for fear that a little bit of unhappiness would make Jiang An think too much, and then fall into self-blame.So I can only do my best to show that I don't care, and hide the tears back in my stomach.

Jiang An hugged his waist, pressed his chin against his head and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

"No, not too sleepy." Wen Sui tilted his head and rubbed the corner of his lips, and his voice escaped from the tight lips, "New year and new weather, let me experience the difference between my brother and my boyfriend."

"Huh? What?" Jiang An didn't react for a while, and asked back with a rising voice.

Wen Sui bit his lower lip, and said in a voice mixed with breathing: "I want to have sex with you."

Jiang An lowered his eyes and played with his messy hair slowly: "The condom is gone, I thought to buy it later, but this happened suddenly tonight... You should rest for the night and go to bed early."

"Aren't you okay?" Wen Sui said provocatively, "If you can't, let me do it. I've wanted to try for a long time."

Jiang An squinted his eyes, picked him up with his tactile cock, hung him on his body, and walked slowly into the room.

Wen Sui's legs were clasped around his waist, and the other slipper hanging on his foot fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He was too lazy to pick it up, and grabbed the end of the black hair with his fingers, playing with it one after another, and continued to throw harsh words: "Why don't I give you a timer later, if it's shorter than before, it means you're a year older , It really started to go downhill.”

Then he was thrown on the bed covered with silk quilt, and flicked shamefully.

Jiang An leaned over and clasped the back of his head, and kissed him lightly. He pampered Wen Sui a little today: "It's okay, you continue talking, I'll listen."

Wen Sui raised his waist slightly, grabbed his clothes and kissed him back a little heavily: "I haven't eaten."

He wanted a fierce and sweaty fight, so that he could temporarily forget all the unpleasantness, so that the two of them would not be silent for a while, and he would fall into that unpleasant pain again and again, feeling like his heart was being pinched by two hands It seemed that even the heartbeat became moody.

This night, it seems that he can't step on the real feeling, he needs to hug and kiss to be sure that there is still someone in this world who loves him.

Jiang An's lips hurt a little from being bitten by him. Sensing his intentions, he said helplessly, "You don't plan to go out tomorrow, do you?"

"It doesn't matter. You don't need to leave your relatives anymore. You are so possessive. Don't you like to leave traces? You like to plant a few strawberries." Wen Sui kissed his chin and spoke hoarsely.

Jiang An kissed his neck, breathed heavily on the skin, and said in a low voice, "Then it will be full, okay?"

For the first time, Wen Sui had a rare cooperation and was very enthusiastic. Later, they lost control of each other, almost feeling like they couldn't close the game.

It was already very late at night, and the lights on the other side dimmed a lot, and it fell into darkness, leaving only the giant screen that was still flashing the happy New Year in a loop.

Jiang An bent his calf, felt his back being scratched twice, and his breathing became heavier.

He turned his head to stop Wen Sui's mouth, which was spitting out all sorts of nasty words, and the tip of his tongue tasted a little wet.Looking up again, I saw a drop of tear falling on the pillow, and the end of the eyes of the person in his arms was red.

Jiang secretly understood Wen Sui's abnormal behavior tonight, and his heart ached. He didn't break it, but just called out softly: "Jiaojiao."

Wen Sui turned his head and bit his shoulder, without showing mercy, leaving a circle of deep tooth marks.

It seemed that he had finally found a lame reason to hold back his emotions all night, and complained in a hoarse voice: "You hurt me."

"I'm sorry, baby." Jiang An gently sucked away his tears, and apologized, "It won't happen in the future."

The author has something to say: I should be smelling the ending, there are still two chapters to the end of the main text~ You can click on the extra episodes you want to read, I am currently planning to write an IF line that is not separated from high school, weddings, and the sub-cp probably has a few chapters

Audit dad, this is also locked? ? ? ?