kiss goodnight

Jiang Yi'an slid into the room along the open door. Wen Ke didn't know why, so his body reacted first, and he squatted down to catch the man in his arms.

The back of his head hit his chest, Wen Ke's first impression of this man was that he was light, then thin.Hold each other's narrow arms with both hands, and you can feel the hardness of the bones through the down jacket.Wen Ke looked down, the brim of the hat covered his eyebrows, his trembling eyelashes were like butterfly wings, and the black mask was airtight, vaguely imprinting the outline of the bridge of the nose and the shape of the lips.

The person in his arms straightened his back in pain, his waist hung in the air, his head was thrown back, his coat and hat were drooping, his messy hair was plastered between his foreheads, and half of his face came into Wen Ke's field of vision.The phrase "Are you okay?" stuck in his throat, Wen Ke frowned, his heart rate accelerated unexpectedly, and the hand that moved to the mask paused, no need to look, it was Jiang Yi'an.

Wen Ke thought about the scenes when he and Jiang Yi'an met again, looking at each other in the bar, meeting each other on duty, passing by in the community, none of them were similar to the current situation.

Before Mage announced its disbandment, Wen Ke met Jiang Yi'an twice.For the first time, at the live scene of the Candy Club, the Mage band debuted for the second anniversary.The second time was after graduating from the police academy, the Wandao Gymnasium held a concert with tens of thousands of people. He sat on the second floor stand, far away from Jiang Yi'an, but it was unforgettable for him.

The sea of ​​red lights in the darkness, against the red shirt on Jiang Yi'an's body, the person on the screen is stepping on the speaker with one leg, and his clear pupils are shining with light.Jiang Yi'an took off the headset, his showy voice was wild and sexy, and he screamed his name one after another. He stood in the center of the world, dazzling the stars in the sky.

Jiang Yi'an grabbed Wen Ke's arm and struggled to get up, his consciousness was in a mess, his knees that had just stood firm gave way, and he fell into Wen Ke's arms again.He couldn't help murmuring, "It's so uncomfortable", his forehead rested on Wen Ke's shoulder, and he couldn't move anymore.

The body began to slide down, Wen Ke stretched out his arms to hug him, his posture was a little awkward.Unable to move, the two stood in a stalemate at the entrance for a few seconds, Wen Ke didn't hesitate any longer, he hugged Jiang Yi'an horizontally, and with a light weight, he put him on the soft bed.

Jiang Yi'an shrugged his shoulders, it seemed cold, Wen Ke covered him with a quilt, and touched his forehead lightly with his fingertips, his skin was flushed, but his hands were covered with cold sweat.

He went to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water, and put it on the bedside table after returning to the bedroom.There was only one desk lamp turned on in the room, and the warm yellow flowed to the pillow. Wen Ke leaned against the window, looking down at Jiang Yi'an's raised eyebrows.

There was no sound in the room, but in the dream it was very noisy. Someone was talking, but Jiang Yi'an couldn't hear clearly.He hid in the company's meeting room, surrounded by the silence of the night outside the window. Two hours later, at the "Huafeng Entertainment" annual meeting, the senior management did not invite Mage, but only asked him to attend alone.

The various scenes overlapped and overlapped, Jiang Yi'an was drunk, only half a glass of champagne.A voice sounded in my ear, very familiar and disgusting.The man said: "It took me ten years to bring you to where you are today, Jiang Yi'an, how will you repay me?"

Fear filled his heart, and Jiang Yi'an, who lost consciousness, stepped into the air, and his whole body seemed to fall into the deep sea. The extremely cold sea ice was like needle pricks, and waves of pain surged in his body.The wine glass was shattered, and the dinner plate fell on the ground. Jiang Yi'an fumbled for a sharp piece of glass, and stabbed at the man approaching him regardless.

Jiang Yi'an curled up in his sleep, his eyelashes were wet, his fingernails were digging at the sheets, and there was a low groan from between his lips. Wen Ke paid some attention to listen, only to hear "Don't touch me".

Turning off the desk lamp, Wen Ke closed the bedroom door, the clock showed 08:30, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Duan Yang: "Bring me the documents on my desk after returning to the team."

In the middle of the night, Duan Yang rode a motorcycle to the gate of the Moli community, and saw from a distance that only one pane of the dark building was still lit. He took off the file bag and carried it in his arms to the third floor of Unit [-]. Wen Ke sat in the living room, A cup of coffee is in hand.

Duan Yang: "Boss, why haven't you slept yet?"

Wen Ke rubbed his sore and swollen temples: "I will report next year's work plan to Team Yan this week, and I will work overtime."

Duan Yang handed over the file bag: "Then why don't you go back to the team?" He knew Wen Ke well, and he would never take his work out of the office. Today's behavior is really abnormal.

Wen Ke didn't answer, took out the document and put it on his lap, holding a pen in his right hand, leaning on the armrest of the sofa with his left elbow, and resting his chin to read carefully.

Duan Yang said: "There is a desk in the bedroom, how inconvenient it is to correct here."

Wen Ke kept his eyes on the paper: "It's okay."

The ceiling light is dim, and working for a long time will damage eyesight. Duan Yang said with concern: "Then I'll go and move the desk lamp out."

"Duan Yang." Wen Ke said in a deep voice, "No, that's fine."

Duan Yang was stunned for a moment, his eyes were glued to the closed door of the bedroom, and his brain quickly responded that something was wrong.Usually Wen Ke seldom calls out his name, especially when there are only two of them in the room, and there is no need to emphasize his name and surname. He turned his head and blinked his eyes in confusion. Li faltered: "Boss, boss, you, is there someone in your house?"

Silence is the acquiescence, Wen Ke's train of thought was not broken, he took a pen to cross out two redundant sentences of nonsense, and wrote the replacement content in the blank space.

Duan Yang was still in shock and a little depressed. For the first time, he felt that his boss was inconsistent.Don't let him bring computers, mahjong, poker, board games, well, I actually brought a stranger back, and in the middle of the night, I took another look at my clothes, my God!Sure enough, it is different from what I wore in the morning!

Based on such a judgment, eight or nine are inseparable. The person who fell asleep in the room must be the "sister-in-law-to-be". When did we talk about it?He obviously didn't have a girlfriend in the taxi to Global before, but it's only been a few days and he's already sleeping at home.

After Duan Yang finished his thoughts, he whispered: "Then, I'm leaving."

Wen Ke nodded: "Go."

The texture of the sofa is relatively hard, and it is inevitable that the tailbone will be sore after sitting in one position for a long time. Wen Ke helped his waist and moved a few times. Such a beautiful woman, the waist of the hooked boss is sore.

After the door was locked, the minute hand moved three more times. At two o'clock in the morning, Wen Ke was a little sleepy. The fountain pen was caught in the paper, and he rested his forehead for a short rest.He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the local music habitually. The song he listened to recently was called "Flame", a single by the Mage band eight years ago, heavy metal rock, with the lead singer Jiang Yi'an's face printed on the cover.

The reality is unbelievably absurd, Wen Ke put down his phone, got up and walked to the bathroom.After washing, the light from the living room spilled into the dark bedroom inch by inch. After the door was completely pushed open, Wen Ke leaned against the door frame and waited quietly for a while, but the person on the bed remained silent.

He approached slowly with light steps, Jiang Yi'an took off the mask and held it in his hands at some point, his breath was slightly uncomfortable.Wen Ke squatted down in front of the bed, took advantage of the moonlight that slipped into the room to look at Jiang Yi'an, raised his hand again to feel the temperature on the surface of the skin, it was still very hot, still burning.

During the police academy, he often practiced in the field, and was used to washing with cold water in all seasons. When he retracted his hand, Jiang Yian seemed to feel comfortable with the coolness. He loosened the mask in a daze, and moved his palm half a minute to the side, unconsciously, gently grasping it. Wen Ke's hand.

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Thanks for reading.

Hey, I'm really slow to write Orz.

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