The four eyes met, and everything around them became quiet in an instant.
The sound of footsteps in the corridor, the sound of the whistle outside, the sound of the elevator switching, everything is fading away rapidly, and it seems that there are only two people left in the whole world.
I don't know who moved first, but when I realized it, the two of them had already kissed together again.
The loud heartbeat almost overwhelmed the rapid breathing, Jing Ji raised his head high, and clasped Yingjiao's shoulders with both hands. While kissing him back vigorously, he was led by Yingjiao to stumble forward.
Yingjiao pressed Jing Ci's back neck hard with his arms, pressing him towards himself. The kiss was fierce and ruthless, so strong that it almost tore him apart.
He was breathing heavily, his eyes were burning hot, and only the person in front of him was in his eyes and mind.
The snapped button fell to the floor with a clatter. It was like a signal before ignition, instantly raising the temperature in the room even higher.
No tricks, no tricks. The two are like beasts that have been hungry and thirsty for a long time, they just want to get close to each other desperately, so as to relieve the gushing thoughts in their hearts.
From the living room to the door of the bedroom, clothes were scattered all over the floor intermittently.
Jing Ci's legs were weak, and he slid down a little unconsciously. Yingjiao was keenly aware of it, immediately picked him up by the waist, and kicked open the door of the master bedroom.
"Brother..." Jing Ci lay on the bed, panting and tilting his head, groping with his backhand to grab Yingjiao's hand.
The feeling of getting it back is so precious that he still can't believe it until now. Even though his eyes could see him and his body could feel him, he still desperately wanted to grab something.
"I'm here." Ying Jiao held his hand, interlocked his fingers, and used his body temperature and movements to calm Jing Ci's heart little by little.
Outside the house, the lights are already on. The light and moonlight from outside came in through the large bay window, and two lingering figures on the bed could be vaguely seen.
…………………
It was early morning when everything was over.
"Is your stomach uncomfortable?" Ying Jiao asked softly, reaching out to touch Jing Ci's lower abdomen.
The memory of the past is too long. When wearing the condom, Yingjiao forgot to squeeze out the air at the front. In addition, even though he tried his best to control it, his actions just now were still a little violent, which caused the cover to be broken several times and got a lot inside.
Even after Jing Ci cleaned it up, he was still a little worried.
Jing Ci lay on the bed with his eyes closed, the end of his eyes flushed, his eyelashes moved when he heard Yingjiao's words, and he didn't say a word.
"Sleeping?" Yingjiao pushed the hair on his forehead to the side and asked again.
Jing Ci still didn't respond.
Yingjiao laughed, leaning sideways on his face with one hand, and gently tracing the outline of Jing Ci with the other. She stared at him greedily, unwilling to blink.
It's great, this person, this person whom he wished to exchange his life for, has finally returned to his side now.
Even though he lost everything, he still stubbornly grew up in another world. Become outstanding and dazzling again, and then meet him again across time and space.
Yingjiao could hardly restrain the surging love and happiness in his heart. He put his hands on Jing Ci's sides, lowered his head and started to kiss his forehead little by little.
He loves him so much, he doesn't know how to love him.
"Brother?" Jing Ji slowly opened his eyes, met Shang Yingjiao's gaze, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You called me?"
He was really tired and physically exhausted. I didn't want to move my fingers, and even my consciousness was a little groggy. He was in a daze just now, as if he heard Yingjiao talking to him, but he just couldn't wake up.
"Yeah." Yingjiao lowered his head and kissed him: "Why is your voice so hoarse?"
Jing Ci lowered his eyes in embarrassment and embarrassment, this...doesn't matter.
At the beginning, I really wish I could never be separated from Yingjiao. I want him to be deeper, deeper, as close to me as possible.
However, he hasn't had a good rest yet, and his physical strength can't keep up at all, so he can only beg Yingjiao to let him do it next time. But the more he begged, the more excited Yingjiao became, and the more he bullied him...
Yingjiao chuckled, and brushed his fingertips over his Adam's apple: "Honey, the sound was so sweet just now, just thinking about it makes me hard again."
"Brother!" Jing Ji was ashamed and angry: "Can you be more serious?"
"How can being serious make you comfortable?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows: "Who begged me to hurry up before?"
Thinking of when Jing Ci was approaching the apex, his eyes were slack, his body was flushed, and he grabbed his arm and begged unconsciously, Yingjiao's blood couldn't help but agitated again.
He coughed, knowing that Jing Ci couldn't stand the toss anymore. Get up and unscrew the mineral water on the table: "Understood, listen to you, drink some water first."
Jing Ci was also a little thirsty, he propped up his upper body slightly, and took two sips.
After he finished drinking, Yingjiao took over and drank a few sips himself. Lying back, he pulled Jing Ci into his arms, and asked again, "Do you feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"
Jing Ci shook his head: "No."
"What about here?" Yingjiao stretched out his hand and touched it: "Does it hurt?"
Being touched there, Jing Ji's body trembled sensitively, but he didn't hide, and said with a blushing face, "...it doesn't hurt."
In fact, it still hurts a bit, but it's not unbearable. There's no need to let Yingjiao know, so as to save him from worrying.
"That's good." Yingjiao reached out and pulled the quilt up: "Go to sleep."
Jing Ci was indeed tired and sleepy, his eyelids were fighting, but he didn't want to sleep.
"elder brother."
"Um?"
Jing Ji simply called Yingjiao and didn't want to say anything. Hearing his answer, he started a topic in a daze: "Did you skip class yesterday?"
Yingjiao: "..."
Yingjiao gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "It's time to clean up, right? Didn't I mess you hard enough just now?"
"No..." Jing Ci's ears were a little red, and he was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes lit up: "Brother, I don't feel any pain when you touch me now!"
"Just discovered?" Yingjiao smiled, and patted his forehead: "Jingshen, you're slow to react."
"Why?" Jing Ci was puzzled: "How could Qiao Anyan have such a big influence on me?"
Before, Jing Ci always thought that Qiao Anyan was the main character, so he unconsciously interfered with him. But after figuring everything out, it turns out that's not the case at all.
"It's not him, it's the system." Yingjiao lowered his eyes to cover the coldness in his eyes, and told him all the things he threatened to commit suicide and forced the system to spit out.
That system was a processed scrap product, with formatters embedded in the code. But it is not willing to be destroyed like this, so it urgently needs a lot of energy to strengthen itself and eliminate the formatter.
And the way to get the most energy is to support a new protagonist in a world.
Qiao Anyan, as the person with the most malice towards Jing Ci and the best manipulator, naturally became the host chosen by the system.
In the first life, it failed when it had memory.
"It cannot be bound to Qiao Anyan, and there is no way to leave, unless Qiao Anyan succeeds." Yingjiao was talking, his hands were not idle, and he kept making troubles on the most fleshy part of Jingci's body: "So a time reset was performed."
I no longer have the memory of Jing Ci, and Jing Ci has changed again. And Qiao Anyan is a copy of Zeng Jingci, and the system is sure that he will fall in love with him. Only then will he take the risk and consume most of the existing energy.
Jing Ji's waist was so soft from his touch, he pressed Yingjiao's hand, and his voice was a little panting: "Say, let's talk about business..."
"You don't need to say it with your hands." Yingjiao picked up his lips viciously, and rubbed his waist and eyes on purpose. Seeing Jing Ci trembling with satisfaction, he said solemnly, "Do you still want to know?"
Jing Ci silently nodded.
Yingjiao chuckled, and continued: "But it miscalculated."
In the second life, Qiao Anyan held the golden finger and killed all directions. He got everything that Jing Ci once had, but he couldn't get his affection.
"That world came to a standstill only after Qiao Anyan got the first place in the school." Yingjiao looked into Jing Ci's eyes, and the eyes became more and more gentle: "Then you came back, that's now."
At this time, the energy of the system is already very weak, and even the self-consciousness cannot be maintained. Qiao Anyan didn't know why, he no longer had any memory about it.
But he is the host of the system after all, and he has done something to lock Jing Ci in the system space. The subconscious will automatically use the energy of the system to extract things from Jing Ci.
That's why Jing Ji would have a headache whenever he saw him.
"You are getting stronger and stronger, but the energy of the system is getting less and less." Yingjiao said in a low voice, "So when you saw Qiao Anyan later, the symptoms of headache became lighter."
"As for the fact that we can't get in touch and we can't get along well..." Mentioning this, Yingjiao's teeth itch: "That should be done by Qiao Anyan with the last bit of system energy."
This bit of energy was finally offset after the relationship between the two of them became better and better, Jing Ci won the gold medal in the international competition, and his life trajectory completely coincided with that of the first life, and he regained his own world.
Jing Ci couldn't help asking: "Then it's formatted now, right?"
"En." Yingjiao nodded: "Don't worry, the day you see Qiao Anyan without a headache, it will already be formatted."
If he doesn't format it, even if he smashes Qiao Anyan's head, he will destroy this bastard.
"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at that time." Ying Jiao gently stroked Jing Ci's hair, feeling sore in his heart.
His Jing Ci, which was supposed to have a bright future and live a beautiful and happy life, was ruined by two trash.
In the first life, he was imprisoned in the system space, draining his life and wisdom.
In the second life, he was hit on the head with an iron rod, and died alone in the alley.
Even in the second life, it was only a small part of his soul, but Jing Ci still had feelings in his subconscious, right
That's why now he protects his head so much that he doesn't even allow others to touch it.
"It was my fault."
Jing Ji was startled, only to realize that he was talking about the second life.
"No." He took the initiative to hold Yingjiao's hand, and said seriously: "Brother, don't think about it, it has nothing to do with you."
Without Yingjiao, he would not be where he is now. He will stay alone in another world, continue to be a transparent person, and he will die due to incomplete soul at some point.
Yingjiao smiled and said nothing.
He understands the truth, but he just can't stop feeling distressed and regretful.
Jing Ji was afraid that he would blame himself, so he yawned and changed the subject: "Then how did I come back? It stands to reason that my soul is incomplete, and I should be trapped in that world forever."
But they happened to have a third life.
Ying Jiao tightened his grip on his hand, and a fear suddenly rose in his heart.
If Jing Ci doesn't come back...
He took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "I don't know either."
Yingjiao saw that his eyes were barely open and he was still holding on, so he laughed: "Don't think about it, we'll talk about these things later. If you really don't want to sleep..."
Yingjiao raised his hips and bumped into him: "Then do it again?"
"Just... just fell asleep." Jing Ci shrank back under the quilt and immediately closed his eyes.
For some reason, Jing Ji always felt like he had forgotten something. He wanted to think about it, but he couldn't resist the raging drowsiness and fell asleep completely.
When the sky was getting dark, Jing Ci suddenly woke up from his sleep.
He remembered that forgotten thing! I and Yingjiao are still separated!
Jing Ci opened his eyes, and when he raised them, he happened to meet Ying Jiao's gaze.
Only then did he realize that there was dim light in the room. Yingjiao was leaning on the head of the bed with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looking at him without blinking, not sleeping at all.
Jing Ci's heart felt sore and aching all of a sudden, Yingjiao... dare not sleep? He sat like this all night
"Did I scare you?" Yingjiao took down the cigarette, reached out and touched his face, and asked softly.
Jing Ci shook his head.
"Then how..."
Yingjiao's voice stopped abruptly.
Jing Ci suddenly got up from the bed, held his face in his hands, raised his head and kissed him on the lips.
"Brother." His face was a little red, imitating Yingjiao's words when he confessed his love to him, and asked softly: "Do you... want a boyfriend?"
Between the two of them, Yingjiao has always taken the initiative.
Take the initiative to approach him, take the initiative to find him, take the initiative to chase him, take the initiative to confess...
So this time, let him speak first.
Yingjiao was startled, then hugged him forcefully into his arms, and said with a low smile, "I can't wish for it."
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