The elder brother in Inner Mongolia, who was hungry all morning, went out to open the door with a full stomach, thinking that the other party should have brought him breakfast.
"Eh, that's not right." Wen Qiuxing scratched his head, if Will was outside the door, wouldn't it be fine to just enter the password to open the door
No need to ring the doorbell at all.
He was disappointed to think it wasn't Will.
He opened the door expressionlessly, but turned around and saw a familiar face the moment he opened the door.
Could it be the man he's been talking about all morning!
Finally home.
"Where the fuck did you go this morning?" Wen Qiuxing said, and couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged the other party: "It made me worry to death."
Then look at the other's empty hands: "Damn, you won't bring me breakfast when you come back!"
Or eat it all now!
His Majesty the King, who was hugged and complained, was slightly startled, feeling... Little Sweetheart's reaction seemed a little different from what he had imagined.
As far as he knows, it's mid-March, how can it be more than a month since we separated from Sweetheart
"Worried all morning?" Feng Ting narrowed his eyes and repeated the crucial sentence.
"That's right." Wen Qiuxing said: "When I woke up, I found you were gone." Then: "Eh, you took off the disguise?"
Wen Qiuxing only had time to pay attention to Feng Ting's removal of the disguise, and thought, where is this guy going to pretend
Feng Ting didn't answer.
"Captain Yi Yang?" Wen Qiuxing saw a straight figure out of the corner of his eye, and was slightly stunned, thinking he understood the truth of the matter.
"Your Majesty the Queen." Captain Yi Yang stood up from behind the king and saluted.
"You come in first." Wen Qiuxing nodded to Brother Bing, stretched out his hand and dragged Feng Ting into the room, and then told Brother Bing: "Captain Yi Yang, I don't need you here, what should you do?"
He knows best that Will rejects pretending to be a king from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes." Captain Yi Yang glanced at His Majesty who had no objection, and left.
Wen Qiuxing closed the door immediately, and looked back at the blond man who had taken off his disguise. He was still wearing a thin windbreaker he personally chose, which was still a very gentlemanly light gray color. With black trousers, his legs looked straight. Tall and charming.
The shirt inside was changed from normal, unlike the strict abstinence of the past, there were not many buttons fastened directly.
It is estimated that this is done in order to conform to the tyrannical and arrogant personality of the king.
Wen Qiuxing stepped forward and tied the man's open neckline: "Captain Yi Yang discovered your identity?"
His Majesty the King, who was dumbfounded by the current situation, narrowed his eyes, not sure if his little sweetheart was talking to him.
"Hmm." Not knowing the situation, he responded casually.
"Where did we meet?" Wen Qiuxing wondered, it probably has something to do with the other party going out early in the morning.
Feng Ting looked thoughtful and remained silent.
"What are you doing?" Wen Qiuxing patted the person standing stupidly: "Will?"
His Majesty: "???"
Will
The blond man tilted his head, feeling that the name sounded familiar...
At this time, the doorbell rang again.
Brother Inner Mongolia is sure, this time it must be takeaway.
"I'll go get some breakfast first." Wen Qiuxing put down his half-buttoned buttons and went to open the door.
When he came back, he was holding a takeaway box in his hand, and curled his lips: "You were not here in the morning, I only ordered one, did you eat outside?"
The king rushed here after waking up from the hotel, without eating anything: "Nothing."
"Then I'll eat first." Wen Qiuxing put the breakfast in front of him and said, "Sit down quickly, I'll order another one."
He lowered his head and fiddled with the light screen.
Did not notice the sudden change in the atmosphere.
The calm man sat there and quietly pieced together the information given by Wen Qiuxing. First, the other party called him Will, not Your Majesty. Second, 'they' had been together until morning.
Feng Ting sneered, but this 'he' is not him.
In other words, the other party knew from the very beginning that he would be occupied by another personality every fall.
But he kept hiding it from him with ulterior motives.
Well, really good.
"You are so kind to me." The king took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth, "Then am I your favorite person?"
Wen Qiuxing was speechless, and looked at the light screen without looking at him: "Why are you asking this question again? How many times have I answered it?"
Every time he answers, I love myself the most, OK
Of course, this answer is just to prevent the other party from blindly competing with themselves.
If something really happened... Brother Inner Mongolia went in the water, in the fire, in the fire, no matter what.
The king's fists were clenched tightly in his sleeves, and he almost vomited blood, because he never asked such an idiot question.
Then it was obvious who asked with his face.
And, he finally remembered where he had seen the name Will.
No, just, yes, small, sweet, heart, that, this, should, dead, of, ex, husband.
"—"
The moment His Majesty knew the truth, a violent storm blew up in his heart. No matter what, he couldn't help but slammed his fist on the table beside him, causing the whole table to collapse together with the breakfast!
"..." Staying next to him and playing with his mobile phone, no, the earthlings who were playing with terminals were stunned, their fingers froze in mid-air.
Fuck
what's the situation
After regaining his senses, Wen Qiuxing glared angrily at the prodigal man who suddenly went crazy, and shouted: "What the hell are you crazy about? Don't you buy a table with money?"
King: "..."
The king thought angrily, if he had smashed the table, Little Sweetheart's slap would have slapped him in the face!
Ah.
At this time, he, who was wearing the identity of 'Will', was safe and sound.
If it wasn't for the fact that there was only one table around him, Feng Ting would have wanted another one.
He couldn't bear such grievances!
"Clean it up yourself." Wen Qiuxing glanced at the man who didn't know what was going on, and ordered.
"Wen Qiuqiu!" Terrible veins appeared on Feng Ting's forehead.
Hearing the familiar title, Wen Qiuxing was stunned for a moment, then he stood up with a thump in his heart, with colorful expressions...
Oh shit!
This guy is not Will, but His Majesty the Sand Sculpture!
"Explain to me!" Feng Ting was tall and tall, standing a full head taller than Wen Qiuxing, when the other party came over with a dark face, like a mountain pressing down on him, I don't know how terrifying it is.
"Your Majesty?" Wen Qiuxing confirmed with determination.
"Isn't it Will?" The king's eyes were bloodshot, and he pinched the young man's white chin.
Wen Qiuxing suddenly felt pain in his bones, and opened his mouth to shout something, but found that he couldn't close it again after he opened it.
"Well… "
The king's brutal kiss came out of nowhere, and he directly blocked Wen Qiuxing's mouth, gnawing at him with unprecedented ferocity...without tenderness at all.
The tongue swept wantonly in his mouth, with a sense of venting anger.
The young man who received the rough kiss was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to sort out the current situation, he tasted the bloody taste in his mouth.
I don't know if the other party's mouth is broken or his mouth is broken, anyway, this matter is endless!
Aroused by the smell of blood, the bloody Inner Mongolian man mobilized his strength and kissed him back forcefully.
Or maybe it's not kissing at all, but dog eat dog...
I don't know how long the kiss lasted, Wen Qiuxing felt a pain on his lips, and when more blood smell came, he knew his lips were broken.
Hold.
Angry in his heart, the young man who wished to bite the girl's tongue off with one tooth, suddenly felt bored, let go, and stood there with closed eyes at the mercy of others.
Feng Ting didn't know how long they kissed, but when he let go of Wen Qiuxing, the lips of both sides were mottled and full of scars.
The difference is that Wen Qiuxing was panting heavily, and kept silent, while Feng Ting's eyes were red, and his voice was full of horror: "You already knew."
After being discovered, Wen Qiuxing nodded in recognition: "The first person I met was him."
but…
"So that's how it is." His majesty the mighty king laughed hoarsely, his messy blond hair covered the gray-blue eyes that flashed coldly: "I see."
"What do you know?" Wen Qiuxing gritted his teeth: "I treat you as the same person, you just have split personalities!"
What's more, this split was caused by His Majesty himself. In fact, it is not that complicated at all.
From Wen Qiuxing's point of view, this is a very simple matter. He shouted: "He is you, and you are him. Do you have to insist on your own opinions to torture me?"
"You're wrong." Feng Ting grabbed Wen Qiuxing by the collar: "I'm not him."
Those four words were so powerful that it was hard to ignore.
Maybe this is the king, cold and proud.
For a moment, Wen Qiuxing remembered what happened last night. His Will suddenly woke him up and said such words to him, which made him feel cold on the soles of his feet.
"What did you do to Will?" Wen Qiuxing suddenly rushed forward, raising his hand to grab the king's collar.
At this moment, the youth on earth is flustered, regretful, annoyed, and all kinds of emotions are flooding his mind. Finally, he finds that the person he hates the most is not the king, but himself.
"Damn it..." Wen Qiuxing bit his lip, two lines of tears flowed as soon as he said it.
Why was he trying to sleep last night
With a slap, the Inner Mongolia elder brother let go of the other person's collar and slapped himself.
The king watched Wen Qiuxing cry and blame himself for other men as if his heart had died. The fact he knew in his heart was that his partner didn't love him.
Accept that he is just out of necessity.
"It's ridiculous." The king raised his lips and snorted lightly, thinking of him before today, he tried every means to erase the second personality, just to grow old with the other party.
As a result... the personality he tried so hard to erase, and the person he likes are the love couple.
"Please explain clearly to me." Wen Qiuxing wiped the tears on his face with his fingers: "What happened to Will? Why did he say that you threatened him with us?"
When asking, the young man subconsciously put his hand on his stomach, no matter how he looked at it, it was a kind of guard.
"If he doesn't agree, are you really going to kill us?" His red eyes were full of disbelief.
Of course not, at that time Feng Ting had no idea who the second personality liked.
But until now, he was too lazy to explain.
"He disappeared." The king replied maliciously.
Wen Qiuxing's expression froze with a click, and he couldn't recover from the pain. It was not at all the same as he imagined when he left someone.
What is difficult to understand, obviously want to burst into tears.
But he didn't, and he couldn't cry when he got the exact news.
It just doesn't feel real.
"You lied to me." Wen Qiuxing murmured: "I don't believe it, you can't kill him, he just fell asleep."
Yes, it must be so.
With him and the baby in this world, Will couldn't be willing to leave like this.
It's just that the king dared not come out because he threatened them.
After Wen Qiuxing figured it out, the mood of being out of his mind just now was mostly healed, and he finally had the strength to sort out the bad debts between him and the king.
The young man who was doing things alone, looked up at the indifferent man who had no warmth all over his body, and took a deep breath: "The first time I slept with you, I knew you were the master personality, so I had the idea of wanting you to become one." Staying by your side. Believe it or not, I always see you as the same person."
"It turns out that you said that he and I are the same person," the king sneered, "but you still love him more."
It can be seen from various details.
"Fart!" Wen Qiuxing looked at him: "If you were the one being threatened today, I would definitely cry for you, why don't you believe it?"
He is really convinced!
"Obviously you are the same person, you split him off on your own initiative!" Wen Qiuxing said, "If you merge him back now, it's over! Ancestor! Do you want me to kneel in front of you and beg you?"
Having said this, Wen Qiuxing's voice was already hoarse, and his chest heaved rapidly due to too much emotional fluctuation.
And he hasn't eaten breakfast in the morning, his stomach twitches and his head feels dizzy!
"You don't need to prove to me how much you love him." The king retorted, with an unknown humbleness hidden deep in his bloodshot eyes.
Because you like each other, can you do anything
Yes, he is that bottomless.
But he doesn't allow the person he likes to have other people in his eyes, can't even this request be fulfilled
"..." Wen Qiuxing squatted down, holding his head with both hands.
The dizziness caused by hypoglycemia hit him in bursts, and he could only grit his teeth to hold on.
Then the doorbell rang for the third time.
The young man, who was too hungry to stand up, said to Nabi, who had no fun with him, "Go get me breakfast."
Feng Ting heard it, but stood still.
"Did you fucking hear that!" Wen Qiuxing took off the shoes on his feet and smashed his arms: "I owe you in my previous life!"
In this life, I came across the universe to pay off my debts, and I was caught up in the sun!
Give them babies!
"..." The indoor slippers fell from his body, and the icy-faced king took a deep look at the person who lied to him, and turned around to help him bring in the breakfast.
The dining table was shattered to pieces.
Can no longer be used.
Wen Qiuxing sat on the spot without saying a word, picked up the breakfast box and buried himself in eating.
After eating four or five mouthfuls, I felt that I had slowed down.
With one bare foot, he has a big belly and uncomfortable posture. He has to stop after eating before he can continue to eat.
OK, overturned.
In the days to come, it seems that I can properly be a single father.
While the young man was eating in silence, the king stood beside him with an indifferent expression.
Until Wen Qiuxing finished eating, wiped his mouth, and sighed: "You don't want to merge with him no matter what, and you don't accept his appearance?"
"Yes." The man who was asked did not hesitate.
Wen Qiuxing was still dazed for a while, then nodded and wiped his face: "I respect your opinion, you don't like me who thinks well on both sides, and I'm not used to your extreme character, then we So be it."