life and joy

On the day Yao Qi was going to pay homage to the deceased, Yao Qi woke up very early, thinking in his heart that he would wake He Huan up after packing everything up.But when he went downstairs, he saw a neatly dressed young man.

Yao Qi was speechless, and suddenly realized that self-discipline is also quite scary.

Unlike that time when He Huan ran out alone, the purpose this time seemed not to visit the dead, but to complete a ceremony.Except for stopping halfway to buy two bunches of gunpowder, the two of them were silent along the way, solemnly and slowly walking into the cemetery.

Yao Qi watched the people around him get out of the car slowly, stepped forward steadily, and then bowed to deliver the bouquet.From beginning to end, every movement is as precise and perfect as this tall black suit.

Except for his pale complexion.

The slender young man stood silently in front of the monument, staring at the two inconsistent photos above, motionless, as if he had lost his sensory connection with the world in an instant.

Yao Qi was afraid that he would not be able to stand still, so he reached out to help him. He Huan looked back at him, smiled and said that he would start to forget and stop dreaming.

He stood awe-inspiring, the stainless steel watch on his left wrist reflected the twilight of the morning, his whole person was proud and indifferent.After so many years of countless games and countless times of restraint, the dark castle in my heart has finally been built. Every brick and tile is rare in the world, so it is solid and indestructible.

He is a real cold hearted person.

Many people say that Yao Qi is always aloof and difficult to get close to, but it is not the case, Yao Qi is a slow-heating secondary patient.And He Huan, every movement and every look is impeccable, he can chat with you all afternoon, but you can't tell where the sense of alienation comes from when you look at the smiling person in front of you.

It was such a tough man who fell ill without warning after returning from the cemetery.After getting out of the car, He Huan didn't close the door and walked in, but stood for a while holding the door.

Yao Qi turned around and asked, what's wrong?

"It's okay, it's getting violent." He smiled, but his face was terribly ugly.

The illness came without warning, like a long-term depression.

Yao Qi took three steps and two steps forward, grabbed He Huan's arm with his left hand and covered his forehead with his right hand.When the skin touched, Yao Qi rioted in an instant: Did I touch the brazier! ?

He Huan, who was already unsteady on his feet, jumped up from the ground before he could stand still, struggling twice in a panic.

Yao Qi's face sank like water: Hold me.

He Huan was speechless, and could only stare at someone silently with wide-eyed eyes, and then hatefully discovered that there are really 360-degree faces with beauty and no dead ends in the world.

Auntie heard the sound coming out of the room, and then saw this scene of turmoil, and said in surprise: Do young people get along like this now?

When He Huan was still in a trance, he was thrown onto the bed.Looking back, it was Yao Qi's back pulling down his coat while striding out.He tried to support his body, but when he failed, he lay back in the soft quilt in relief.

Five seconds later, the voice of Yao Qi calling the family doctor came from the corridor.From the time of drug dosage and various possible situations and countermeasures, everything is detailed and the voice is calm.But he himself is far from as calm as his voice - the black shadows scurrying past in the corridor from time to time can prove it.

He Huan lay on the bed listening to the movement outside, staring blankly at the ceiling and laughing.

Yao Qi hurried in, handed He Huan the medicine and water, and watched him drink with piercing eyes.Just as He Huan was about to put the medicine in his mouth, someone stopped him loudly: "Wait a minute!

"Uncle, do you think my heart needs to be exercised, and I'm surprised..."

Someone has gone away before the complaint is finished, and there is a breeze between the swing of the sleeves.

Before He Huan realized what happened, there was already a bowl of noodles piled up in front of him. Yao Qi stared at him with a murderous expression, and said, take two bites first. The doctor said that this kind of medicine should be taken after meals.

He Huan took the chopsticks obediently while thinking with lingering fear: Fortunately, my aunt is at home today, otherwise even if I survived the high fever, I would definitely suffer from food poisoning.

Due to the dizziness caused by the high fever and the effect of the medicine, He Huan quickly fell asleep, and there was a person with deep eyes sitting next to him.He stared blankly for a while and ran out to get alcohol and a towel, then hurried back to wipe He Huan's hands and feet.

The person on the bed seemed to have fallen into an eighteenth-floor dream, and he didn't wake up after tossing all the way, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, like a bottomless ravine in his heart.

Yao Qi sat down, took He Huan's left hand into his palm, stroked the crevices of the other's fingers with his fingertips, and then slowly lowered his head.Just before the kiss, He Huan, who had been being manipulated all this time, suddenly bent his fingers and made a movement of pulling his hand back.

At that moment, Yao Qi felt as if tens of thousands of volts of electricity flowed through his heart, and his whole body was scorched.It was also at that moment that he suddenly made up his mind, pressed the person down, and his lips pressed against the person's palm slowly and irresistibly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

He waited anxiously for a response, for a judgment from his lover.It doesn't matter if you want to pretend that it didn't happen, or become strangers from now on, or even turn your face into an enemy, as long as it is the ending He Huan wants, he will accept it.

The huge room was very quiet, except for his own rapid breathing.He waited for nothing.Looking up, the person on the bed was still sleeping day and night, but it was just a physical stress response, not controlled by the brain.

With a sigh of relief, at the same time an inexplicable sense of loss gathered, Yao Qi looked at the ignorant person on the bed, turned and walked out of the room.

These years, He Huan didn't say a word of childish complaints and demands. He just became quieter and more comfortable. His figure was isolated and he lived like a hero at the end of his life.He didn't know that there was a person behind him looking at him, blood was flowing from his heart, his hands and his chest.

He Huan woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, got up to wash, eat and do homework, then played games online for a while, and Yao Qi didn't come back until dusk, so he couldn't help frowning.

People who have been used to hugging each other since they were young have always traveled alone in some itineraries, and they have never missed a day for so many years.Who deserves such scrupulous protection?What kind of girl is she?

He was thinking like this, but he couldn't find any clues, so he could only give up, and fell asleep in a daze.I don't know how long it took, but in the drowsiness of He Huan, he felt someone pawing around beside him.

When he opened his eyes, there was a huge black shadow above his head.If he hadn't had confidence in the villa's security system and this situation had happened more than once or twice, he would have been scared to death.He Huan hesitated for a moment and wanted to reach out to turn on the bedside lamp, but just as he was about to move, he entangled someone and grabbed him to prevent him from moving.

He Huan: ...

He Huan didn't notice the smell of alcohol until he pushed and turned on the light.

He couldn't bear it anymore and said: Have you been drinking?

A huge man with a height of [-] did not answer, but tried to touch his forehead forcibly with both hands and feet.

"Well, it's much better." Yao Qi muttered, and then he collapsed on the small sofa beside the bed as if he had fulfilled some wish.He Huan was stunned, and before he got up to help him, he saw the lying sprawled man get up again.

He Huan: ...

In view of the state of a certain person's drunkenness, He Huan sighed slightly and helped him to the bed without any complaints.Yao Qi also cooperated, hanging on his shoulder and letting others support him without moving.

"Are you delusional..." He Huan complained in a low voice.

After putting him on the bed, He Huan helped him take off his shoes and socks, and then said: Stay well, I will go to the guest room to sleep.However, before he could turn around, his sleeve was pulled, and Yao Qi looked at him silently with bloodshot eyes.

"what happened?"

Yao Qi didn't say a word, but held his hand tightly.

The corner of He Huan's mouth twitched, and he coaxed: You are the uncle, you are right.

A double bed was mostly occupied by Yao Qi, and He Huan reluctantly lay down on a small area next to it, coaxing like a child: Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow.

The moonlight was very bright that night, pouring all over the ground through the thin window screens.

It is very similar to the continuous snow peaks he saw from the plane when he went to the mountains in the southwest to bring back the bones of his brother and sister-in-law.It is also very similar to the narrower and more dangerous long solo road that He Huan chose for himself.

With such bright moonlight, Yao Qi was able to take a closer look at the person in front of him: he was taller and thinner, with sharp eyebrows like a sharp edge.When he was sober, he would always talk here and there, and he couldn't tell the truth out of ten sentences.

It was such a sophisticated and aggressive young man who always made him feel bad, reminding him of the boy in red with a clear smile in the dilapidated church many years ago.

Just one glance, never to be forgotten in this life.

Yao Qi pulled the slender boy into his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

That winter, the temperature broke through a 50-year record low.The cold wind outside the window is so cold that there is no shelter, and the heating inside the window is sufficient to form a sky of its own.

Yao Qi looked at the young man who was sitting in front of the computer with serious concentration, rolled his eyes, and teased, "If it was in ancient times, I would definitely be a gentle king who raises butterflies in winter for the sake of Pomeranians' smiles."

He Huan lazily raised his eyelids and asked, Di Xin or Gong Yan?

Yao Qi covered his upturned mouth with a coffee cup, fixed his gaze on He Huan, and said, it depends on whether I meet Baosi or Daji.

He Huan's eyes darkened for a moment, and he said that the story of the princes in the Fenghuo opera and the meat forest in the wine pool on the deer platform is a tragedy of the country but a comedy of love.After all, there are still a small number of people who are willing to devote all their efforts to love.

The person he loved told him sadly that in this world, deep love can only be met and cannot be sought. The smile on the corner of Yao Qi's mouth gradually froze, and he said in a low voice: Yes, there are few people in the world who can seek benevolence and obtain benevolence.

Jiang He on the side listened for a long time and found that he couldn't catch their point at all, so he bbed in a low voice: If one of you releases the condition and says you want a blind date, the whole mountain will be full of traffic.As long as the conditions are strictly controlled, if you can’t find anything, you’re just a full man who doesn’t know a hungry man...

Yao Qi glared at him: You guy over there who hasn't even solved the problem of food and clothing, shut up!