"I really liked you back then."
This is the line that appears in every TV drama about emotional entanglement, every novel about an old lover. Abusive, but often very useful.
Now, in reality, there is also a person who confessed to him like this.
Say it in a deep, repentant tone.
If the speaker didn't hold his arm firmly and make him unable to move, it would be very sensational.
The location of the guest house is very close to the TV station. Qi Jin used to come to this place. At that time, he was in charge of entertaining colleagues from other places who came to the city to exchange and study. The man was probably arranged here by their unit this time.
Strictly speaking, this place is just a budget hotel with no star rating and affordable prices, so the conditions are naturally not first-class, so-so is passable. The wall behind the door is completely white, with wallpaper that has not been replaced for a long time, and it exudes the smell of shriveled special cleaning cream.
Now, Qi Jin was forced to lean against this wall, forced to breathe the smell.
He couldn't see anything except a white patch and his own black shadow, but he could hear the automatic door lock behind him lock with a beep. Unlike traditional door locks, this electronic lock is not easy to break in from the outside.
Also, that "do not disturb" button has been pressed, and the cleaning staff won't come.
The only person holding a room card in his hand was this man who was talking to his ear, clinging to his back.
"Qi Jin," that person's aura was different from before. He wasn't quite as aggressive as he used to be, and there's something about the freshness of summer sunshine, not the incense smell of the strong men's cologne it is now. However, the tone of speech was exactly the same as before, repeating bewitchingly, "I really liked you back then."
If the time goes back a few years, maybe this sentence will really soften him.
But this time, this place, this scene.
Qi Jin couldn't think of any other expression she could have other than a sneer: "Yeah, then thank you so much - so can you let go now?"
"Qi Jin, don't be silly." The man didn't mean to let go at all, and while restraining his wrist, he was able to free a forefinger and gently rub the back of his hand, "It's not that we agreed, we want to Have a good talk?"
"What do you mean by 'have a good talk', do you talk in this posture?"
"Don't you like it?" The man's question was the same as before. Although it sounded like a question, it was actually a very assertive statement.
Qi Jin's body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of anger.
like
That's right, sometimes the roommates in the dormitory weren't around, and that person would come over when he knew the situation, locked the door, and then suddenly hugged him from behind and pressed him against the wall.
Their dormitory building is very old, the walls are very thin, and the chatter and laughter of the next bedroom can be heard faintly, but the man feels a kind of excitement similar to cheating - psychological and physical. At that time, although he was still very young, he knew that there was a contradiction between the same sex, and he didn't dare to make a sound or let people find out. No matter what the man did, he could only endure it silently, his knees going weak.
Now the man used just two words to give him an overview of his mood at that time, "I like it".
This one-sided, semi-forced hug and touch
"Don't be self-righteous, aren't you afraid of me shouting?" Although the other party's actions were ridiculous, Qi Jin thought about his unknowing wife and his young son, who gave him a bit of face, but it was just cold Said, "Let go, and finish what you want to say, I don't have that much time."
After all, it was the person he once cared about, and he didn't want to do too much.
I didn't expect that a man didn't need his mercy at all.
"Hehe, what are you calling, who are you calling? The staff here, or the police?" The voice behind him laughed twice, and the hot breath that slowly sprayed the back of his neck once made him disgusted, "Even if the police What if you come? You want to tell them what will happen between us two big men, they will believe it? Even if they believe it, the police will know that we are classmates, and if you know about our circle of friends, you will know that we are classmates. Still a 'good friend', you've even been my wedding emcee... so what are you going to tell them? Besides, I didn't treat you like that, I just wanted to talk."
This kind of thing sounds really absurd and unbelievable in the framework of "normal society".
His wife won't believe it.
His parents wouldn't believe it.
Neither would their mutual friends. The most ironic thing is that these people know themselves.
The police probably thought they were just financial disputes, or personal grievances or something... But both of these claims are unfounded, because they are not the truth.
Tell the truth, I am afraid that the only one who suffers will be myself.
I will be regarded as a lunatic by this society—
"If you... if you really liked me a little... then get out of the way." Qi Jin's voice couldn't help but start to tremble. The helpless anger had nowhere to go. Got hoarse.
"Qi Jin, I know you're not completely unwilling, right?" The man was still talking to himself.
In his opinion, Qi Jin, a comrade, is similar to a woman. She doesn't like to be frank at this moment. Mostly out of shyness, she resists a little bit symbolically, and then she can continue with a soft coax.
"If I said I didn't want to, would you listen?" Qi Jin's smile was not warm at all.
"Why don't you want to?" The man didn't listen, he pressed his body further, his clothes rubbing slightly. Qi Jin felt that the plaster tube in her left hand was being pushed against the wall. If she struggled, it would be very dangerous for the fractured part. She gritted her teeth hard to hold back, but the man asked unwillingly, "Or...you have a boyfriend now. Is he used to this kind of thing? How far has he progressed with you, touched, or slept?"
"He's my boyfriend, it's not surprising to any extent."
This sentence is just angry words.
Shen Yan cherishes himself, this person does not understand, naturally there is no need to explain.
"So you are such a casual person, so you can find another one so easily?" Unexpectedly, the man's tone suddenly hardened, and he seemed a little annoyed, "When I accepted you, you said it yourself that I was the first person you dated. A man—turned out you were going to forget me so easily?"
Casual.
easily.
The loneliness of my own these years is just a few words in the eyes of the initiator.
At this time, Qi Jin suddenly laughed out loud, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Why, accepting me who likes men is a kind of charity from you? Thank you so much for your kind deeds."
Probably because his voice was too harsh, the man's condescending aura receded again, and he was soft again: "Qi Jin... Don't be angry, I was wrong. I really liked you at that time."
Going around and back to the starting point.
Qi Jin was powerless to entangle with him, her heart had completely cooled, and she said blankly, "You know, when you got married... I also sincerely wish you."
The man was stunned, his hands seemed a little loose.
"I know that the path I have chosen is very bumpy, and I am even glad that you can live your 'normal' life without having to walk with me." Qi Jin muttered to herself, her eyes regained clarity and lightness. He sneered softly, "However, after hearing your words today... I feel sad not only for my past me, but also for your current wife."
In the last sentence, every word is a knife, extremely sharp.
The man's face changed slightly, his eyebrows tightened, and his voice sank sharply: "Qi Jin, you—"
The man's hand grabbed Qi Jin's chin fiercely, forcing him to turn his head sideways, gasping for air, trying to close that mouth so that he could no longer speak.
At this moment, the phone in Qi Qin's trouser pocket suddenly rang.
The two were stunned at the same time, and the ringtone of the incoming call echoed in each other's rapid breathing over and over again, preventing the man's next move. While Qi Jin took advantage of his absence, he struggled to get his chin out of his hand in time, gritted his teeth and struggled to breathe.
This was the third time Qi Jin's phone rang.
The first time was on their way to the guest house, and of course the man didn't let him pick it up.
The second time was before entering the room, and it was also not connected.
Now, the bell interrupted their confrontation again.
"Damn..."
The man didn't intend to do this to Qi Jin at first, but he was just stimulated by the language, and he had a desire on the spur of the moment, but the momentum was abruptly dissipated by the bell. Although Qi Jin is still suppressed by himself, it is somewhat embarrassing to ask him to kiss a same-sex again after many years.
Embarrassed and annoyed, he in turn clamped Qi Jin's right hand with his left hand, while his own right hand forcibly went into Qi Jin's trousers pocket and took out the phone.
"'Yan'?" The man looked at the caller ID displayed on the flashing screen and asked in a deep voice, "Is this your boyfriend?"
Unexpectedly, Qi Jin denied it coldly, and even said sharply: "What boyfriend, that's a work call, let me pick it up!"
The man was deeply stunned, staring at him with extreme suspicion.
It is impossible to observe Qi Jin's expression carefully from this angle, but his voice seems to be very serious, not joking. But the man still chose not to believe it.
"You said it was a work phone? Why did the work phone have such a name, don't lie to me."
"You disrupted my private life, and now you still want to hinder my normal work?" Qi Jin asked him in turn, word by word, "In addition to news, I sometimes go to the Science and Education Channel to help. Now I am doing a For a series of topics related to birds, I am in charge of the 'geese'. The person in charge on their side doesn't always contact them, but only because of their work, so I used the topic name instead - I applied for a promotion this time , I have to rely on their help, you want to ruin my future, don't you?"
The man seemed to be shaken, but he never made up his mind to hand over the phone: "How do I know... Is what you said true?"
Qi Jin sneered: "You don't believe it? Then you connect it yourself and turn on the speaker. If you hear anything wrong with what I said, you can just press it off."
His mouth was plausible, but his heart was pounding.
The pulse is so strong it's about to burst—
The man was silent for a moment, and finally gently pressed the on button, turned on the speaker as Qi Jin said, and put it on the side of his face. And the thumb hanging on the screen may end the call at any moment.
Qi Qi held her breath. Blood rushed to his head, and he felt a slight dizziness.
Sure enough, his familiar voice sounded anxiously.
"Qi Jin-"
"Jiang Tabo—the people above told you to follow Lin Qu, why did you forget about this?" He suddenly interrupted in a deep voice with a reproachful tone.
The voice on the other end of the call stopped for a moment, except for the occasional faint current sound.
Other than that, the caller said nothing.
This is the character name and one of the lines in the first issue of "Trap".
Jiang Tabo was the name of the detective, and Lin Qu was the name of the underworld nightclub owner. The person who said this line was the boss of the criminal police, and the time of this conversation happened just after Lin Chou was kidnapped and left by people in the underworld organization and disappeared under the surveillance of the police.
Lines that only they know.
A plot that only they know.
At this time, the voice came out of the speaker again, calm and low: "Sorry, it was my negligence at work... So where is Lin Que now, I'll find him."
So far men have not pressed the trend of disconnecting calls, which is a very good start.
Qi Jin then slowly continued: "Today Lin Qu and Brother Meng left together, that's the place."
Brother Meng is a sub-leader of an underworld organization that opposes Lin Chou in the story. In the name of punishing him for contacting the criminal police in private, he took him to a luxurious guest room of a hotel. state. "That place" is a specific occasion, and those who know the background of the story must understand.
"I see..." The voice on the other end of the phone was lower, and he seemed to take a deep breath. "So that place is in a nightclub?"
The nightclub is the equivalent of Lin Qu's work place.
Qi Jin carefully selected suitable words in her mind and suggested as much as possible to the other party.
"No," he said, "but it's pretty much around there. If you ask around the club, someone should see a little fishbone."
The little fishbone was Lin Tzu's subordinate, and he often ran errands beside his elder brother like an asshole.
Before they went upstairs, Xiaohui was seen by the front desk staff of the guest house and politely told them that they could not bring cats and dogs upstairs. It happened that the man thought the cat was in the way, so he temporarily left it on the first floor. The front desk of the guest house will naturally register the room number of the depositor.
"Understood." His meaning seemed to have been conveyed, and the other party gave a positive answer.
"Jiang Ji," Qi Jin had maintained a calm and official tone until this sentence, her throat finally began to feel a burning pain, and her voice trembled slightly, "You have to hurry up... You know what kind of person Meng brother is. Be sure, Get in touch with Lin Chou as soon as possible..."
What kind of person is Brother Meng.
Brother Meng is an unscrupulous person who has a strong hatred for Lin Chou. In the play, Lin Qu was threatened with death for the first time in that incident, and Meng Ge deliberately let his subordinates bully him.
During the phone call, the breath over there was a little uncontrollable, and it was obviously hurried. One after another, it blew on and off the microphone.
The sound of the current was the same as the other party's answer, a little trembling.
"Sure, you wait for my good news—"
"Goodbye." For some unknown reason, Qi Jin suddenly felt her throat choked up, so she forced herself to smile and bid him farewell.
"Goodbye." After the other party responded briefly, the call was terminated.
Hearing that Qi Jin ended this cloudy conversation without asking for help, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I don't understand the content, it should be completely irrelevant.
He really shouldn't interfere with Qi Jin's work - what he wants to "talk about" is a personal matter.
The man saw that the other party had hung up, so he retracted his hand, threw the phone lightly on the bed and ignored it, and slowly hugged the person in front of him again. Unexpectedly, Qi Jin's profile looked as if he was collapsed. He seemed to have exhausted his last strength, and he didn't even bother to speak, and he didn't resist much.
The man took this as a reward for not hindering his work, and whispered: "Look, you want to answer the phone, didn't I let you answer it? I really didn't disrupt your promotion plan."
Qi Jin's expression was cold and still, she blinked her eyes slowly, and smiled for a while: "Am I also obedient?"
The man hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes... I suspected you before, but it was me who was wrong."
It was already night, and only the small light on the porch was turned on in the room.
The thin dim yellow light sprinkled half of Qi Jin's face. From the man's point of view, his hair was a little messy, his collar was also torn apart in the entanglement, and the back of his neck was wet with sweat due to sweating. A large piece of light, faintly exuding a silent and delicate texture.
He himself has been looking at the wall silently, the low-brow and closed-eyed look aroused the man's nostalgia for him in the past. He was emotionally moved and couldn't help but stroke his cheek again.
"What do you want to do?" Qi Jin frowned slightly.
"Qi Jin." Just calling his name, the man's mouth felt dry, and his breath became a little hot.
If you go out alone, your family won't know what's going on here, and Qi Jin is a gay man. Nothing is more secure and private than this.
"I know, those words you said before were just angry words... From now on, let's have a good chat, okay?"
Qi Jin didn't speak.
The man didn't pay attention to him when he saw him, only when he understood what he meant, he turned his whole body around with his hands in joy and faced himself - the so-called good old times should at least start from face to face, right
"Qi Jin..." This sound is more pure, it is a desire, and it is a desire.
"Wait," Qi Jin still didn't look up, her eyes kept looking at a non-existent point on the ground, her eyes seemed to be filled with ashes, and she moved her lips, "Let me take a shower first. ."