One of the many benefits of being close is that there is not much room to look away.
Shen Yan's eyes flickered for a while, and her expression was a little uncomfortable. Seeing that he meant to keep his eyes open, Qi Jin leaned closer and stayed within his line of sight persistently.
"I met the puppet play of "Trap" on QQ today. She said you asked her for my QQ number." He whispered, half a smile, and a finger gently bent beside Shen Yan's cheek , rubbed his chin with his knuckles to rub the cyan beard stubble on his chin, "Is it true, Dr. Shen?"
Shen Yan didn't answer immediately.
He observed Qi Jin's expression - it was an expression he was very familiar with, the corners of his eyes were slightly bent, the corners of his lips were upturned, his smile was silent, and it had nothing to do with the word "question".
When he saw this, he sighed softly: "Yes."
Qi Qi was stunned. I just wanted to make fun of him, but I didn't expect him to admit it so seriously, and couldn't help but smile for a while. After adjusting his sitting position, he let his weight spread out, and half lying on Shen Yan's chest, with his ears attached to it, he could clearly hear his thumping, thumping heartbeat.
"What did you think at the time?"
"how to think… "
Shen Yan repeatedly repeated his words, as if confirming the question and asking himself.
Qi Jin leaned quietly in his arms for a while, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "At that time... I had already left that note, intending to say goodbye to you and disappear from your life completely."
After saying this, Qi Jin felt that his arm was grabbed by Shen Yan's hand, as if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly.
Qi Jin didn't break away, just smiled, and calmly described her messy days in the tone of a bystander: "The email you sent me... I didn't even dare to reply at the time, so I pretended not to receive it. Yes. I wanted to delete it directly, but I couldn't do it. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"No." Shen Yan's voice was very harsh, and Qi Jin felt the ups and downs of the half of his face sticking to his chest have increased significantly.
"Later I had a car accident and made myself look like this." Qi Jin took off the sling and let the left hand with the plaster tube fall quietly to his side in a very comfortable position. During the follow-up visit, the doctor said that his bones had almost occluded, and he could do some small movements appropriately, so he was less restrained in his movements. "Although I'm recovering well now... But the moment the accident happened, I was actually scared."
scared-
Fearing that my life would end in those metal wrecks and shards of glass. There is still a letter in the mailbox that has not been answered, and the person who wrote the letter still exists clearly in his own impression and lingers.
"If I... die on the spot, I'll never be able to reply to your letter."
Qi Qi's voice dropped.
When the shock was over because of the severe pain, this terrible thought really flashed through his mind. At that moment, the world was spinning in the car, and the shattering and shattering glass collapsed in a hurry, nothing compared to the impact of this idea on him.
After getting used to such a quiet and beautiful life, and then looking back at the past, I will not wake up from a nightmare.
Now that this matter is mentioned, he is calmer than Shen Yan, like telling a news story that has nothing to do with him at all. After he finished speaking, he looked at the audience next to him, his face was pale, and he dragged him motionless.
"So," Qi Jin paused, and slowly raised a clear smile, "If I turn back time, I will definitely not run away from you and my true thoughts."
Shen Yan's grip on his wrist relaxed, but she did not let go.
He raised his upper body, met his eyes, and asked in a persuasive manner, "What about you, why did you want to keep in touch at that time?"
why
What were you thinking at first? Maybe, I haven't thought about it at all.
"At the beginning... I only had one thought." Whether it was intentional or unintentional, emotion has already made a choice for me, "I don't want to miss you like this—"
Can't forget.
Can't give up.
When he came back to his senses, his hand had already stretched out, and he held it tightly in his arms without hesitation.
"Hey..." Qi Wei's eyes were wet and she smiled softly, "I'm thinking the same thing now, you know?"
Shen Yan didn't speak anymore, just watched intently.
Qi Jin lowered his head and confessed hoarsely in his ear: "Shen Yan, I don't regret falling in love with you—"
whoever you are.
"number 22?"
When Yang Chunqu called out the number for the second time, she secretly sweated in her heart.
No. 22 is "the cat's daddy".
Because of the lessons learned from the past, when she counted the number of players at the opening, but found that the other party did not appear in the channel, she couldn't help but think of what happened in the "Bai Ke" game. That time, he couldn't go online in time, and as a result, he was given a warning by the official for deliberately delaying the time, and even her host was implicated.
So this time, she was extra cautious about how long the waiting time should be, and she was unwilling to delay too long to avoid making it a reality.
In order to prevent similar incidents from happening again, Yang Chunqu specially asked the field staff to assist in confirming the list of players present at the beginning of the show, so that anyone could use equipment to excuse the delay. In fact, this approach is not aimed at "cat's father", but just out of the helplessness of not wanting to be caught in the middle.
"Player No. 22, have you not arrived yet to prepare for No. 22?" Yang Chunqu asked weakly again.
At the same time, the field service searched for this number again, but the corresponding ID still did not appear in the list. The audience at the scene who heard Yangchun Qu inquired over and over again were naturally amazed.
Audience 1: Σ( °△ °|||)︴Daddy cat didn't come
Audience 2: Σ( °△ °|||)︴No... I'm all here for him tonight...
Audience 3: (to finger) Shouldn't there be a temporary issue and can't appear
Audience 4: Don't worry upstairs, maybe it's just that he doesn't want to go online so soon before he comes on stage. Anyway, his number is No. 22, which is very early. 【嘤嘤嘤嘤 Actually, I said this to comfort myself... 】
Audience 5: ┭┮﹏┭┮ I hope nothing happens.
Audience 6: ┭┮﹏┭┮ I hope nothing happens. +1
…
…
Yang Chunqu watched the discussion on the public screen, and couldn't help but start to feel uneasy. But the game does not wait, and neither does time.
"It's almost 8:50, please prepare to announce the official selection lines." She had no choice but to continue the process.
The voice behind the screen started.
And the sound in the room disappeared.
until a "pop" sound is heard.
The white button hurriedly flashed under the light the moment it popped out, fell to the ground, and turned around in place.
The broken strands of thread were draped alone under the collar, and soon they were disturbed by the hands that ripped open the collar for the second time. Because of too much force, the fabric of the shirt was stretched so that the neck was a little sore, and involuntarily went over in the direction where the clothes were open, and the Adam’s apple gently slid up and down, announcing the handover of his ownership.
For the first time... I can't describe this man's actions with the word "gentle".
However, it felt very fulfilling.
The back of his head was stuffy against the wall, but it didn't hurt because the man's palm was behind him. But the wall was still hard, and when the person was leaning against the wall, his back felt uncomfortable. Just as he was about to straighten his body a little, a hand touched his face, stroked it from the junction of the ear and the temple, and spread out his five fingers. , clasping his head firmly.
The man in front of him pressed him.
Qi Jin instinctively closed his eyes, gasped for breath, and accepted the kiss that was enough to burn him.
The bed in the study was originally very narrow, and the bodies of two adult men were pushed and kneaded together, and there was not much space left. You can only do your best to stick together tightly.
Shen Yan's hand behind his head was buried deep in his hair, and with a little arm strength, he pushed his head forward and kissed him almost prey. The other hand has already groped for the second button, and the pulling action is still so ruthless, but it will not break, but the shirt on Qi Jin's body is wrinkled and messy.
Qi Jin let out a weak whimper.
Due to the lack of oxygen, his consciousness was a little dizzy, and he had to press his forehead against Shen Yan's shoulder. All the strength from the whole body was completely discharged, and he shrank into a ball in the man's arms.
Shen Yan's kisses were intermittent, as if the three or two hesitant raindrops when a rain had just started, wet him, but not soaked - making him feel even more thirsty.
"… Well… "
At first, he leaned forward, and gradually his whole body became weak, and his back against the wall slowly collapsed.
The whole process is like a serious illness. At first, I was able to exert my strength, but now I am completely collapsed. The high fever that came up little by little made my consciousness cremated to ashes, and my mind went blank.
Qi Jin felt that she had become a paper lantern, the fire inside became more and more vigorous, the paper was about to be scorched, and it was very hot.
He was as close to the wall as possible, and the wall allowed a little cooling.
But Shen Yan pulled him over and rubbed him tightly into his arms. Even the staggered breathing sounded like a paper lantern being lit when the two rubbed their ears and temples together. A tongue of flame was rolled up and slowed down where their bodies fit together. Sweep over. He couldn't help groaning.
"Shen Yan," she realized how hoarse and vague her voice was when she called out that name, "Shen Yan... I don't regret it."
Shen Yan did not answer.
Just bowed his head and bit his lip again.
The kiss just now was the beginning of the rain, and now the rain has intensified, and it has been falling densely.
It seems that I have waited too long, my throat is thirsty, so I am eager to find a way to quench my thirst. Just the contact between lips is far from enough, and subconsciously, he even handed out the tip of his tongue to blend in with the rain.
The first thing they touch is the other's lips.
After a pause, I was reluctant to leave for a while, until I remembered the smell on it, and then I withdrew it a little, but the next moment I probed deeper and harder, staggering the person's lips and entering it - the sweetness that was thicker than before, slowly Occupy all perception, mellow and long, like the taste of aged wine.
"Huh..."
Holding his breath until this moment, he finally began to gasp in a hurry-even the illusion of suffocation seemed to be really in the rain.
So is the irritability that comes from wrapping your body tightly in the air when the clothes are soaked wet.
When he regained his senses, his hands were already on his clothes, and they were removed from the outside to the inside.
"It's so hot." Qi Jin found a reason. To myself, and to Shen Yan, "... I'm sweating."
Very poor reason, it is completely unbelievable to say in the early winter.
Presumably because he knew there was not much persuasion, his voice was light. It's just that because the two of them even had their noses pressed together, when they spoke, the scorching breath from their lips was easily sent over.
Shen Yan was silent.
His hand resting on the back of Qi Ping's neck slowly stroked the hair there, the jet-black strands of hair twisted between his fingers, the soft touch reminded him of the cat that warmed himself under the sun in winter, Comfortable to the touch - but otherwise not cat-like.
For example, if you move your hand down, you can touch Qi Jin's neck.
If you continue down, you will reach the place where the neck and back are connected under the cover of the collar. The feel of the skin is completely different, a little cool in the infiltration of the air at night, but very delicate... beautiful.
"Qi Jin." He called out in a low voice.
In response to this call, Qi Jin opened his eyes, half of his shoulders were still loosely pressed against the wall, his clothes were messy, and he glanced over slightly.
Shen Yan slowly leaned over her body and moved her knees forward. The narrow bed made an inaudible rattling of wooden boards, while Qi Jin just watched him approaching without moving. She opened her mouth to say something, but After seeing Shen Yan's eyes clearly at this time, he couldn't say a word.
Because there is no need for the existence of language - Shen Yan may not know how strong desire is flowing in his eyes when he looks at himself.
Qi Jin lowered her eyelids slightly, suddenly grabbed Shen Yan's collar, and at the same time fell on the bed, pulling him down.
"Well… !"
Shen Yan didn't take any precautions, gasped heavily, and was about to prop up her upper body, but Qi Jin grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, not allowing him to move. It wasn't until he was sure that he no longer wanted to get up that Qi Jin slowly let go of his clothes, took it from his shoulders, and hugged him firmly again.
"Don't say anything." You are no longer speaking with your voice, but with your breath, fluttering in your ear like a feather, "...show it to me."
The temperature gradually dropped at night.
Outside the window, the linden tree downstairs rustled, as if it were a whisper shared by only two people in the night.
Inside the window, the light was like a thin layer of honey, evenly applied to the place that was not covered by the clothes. The clean and warm color made people want to take a bite. In fact, Shen Yan did the same, and opened the door. On his shirt with no buttons anymore, his fingertips slowly stroked the two well-defined collarbones under the light, and lowered his head to make his mark.
Qi Jin did what he did, and let him ask for it.
The hickey from last time hasn't completely disappeared... This time, it will probably leave more. He gasped and thought in a daze.
Many distracting thoughts like this linger on the edge of consciousness, thinking about it, but not thinking deeply.
such as games.
The game... should have already started, right
I don't remember asking Shen Yan if the account has been linked to the competition channel.
I don't remember asking Shen Yan what this game meant to him.
Can't remember, can't remember-
All I remember is this Shen Yan in front of me at this moment. It has nothing to do with foreign affairs, has nothing to do with outsiders, it belongs to him alone.
"You are mine alone..."
Unconsciously let this sentence come out, and it is when the voice state is the most sensational.
Hearing his words, Shen Yan raised her head, panting slightly, and began to stroke his black hair that was scattered on the pillow. Behind him, he gently opened his mouth and grabbed a small piece of his earlobe.
Qi Jin's ears turn red easily, but the earlobe is the place where the body temperature is the lowest for most people. Cold and hot appear here at the same time, forming a unique taste.
That's Qi Jin's weakness.
Once he was caught, he couldn't move, and his whole body became weak.
She had kissed Qi Jin's ear before, so Shen Yan knew his weakness, so she couldn't help biting along the curved auricle, and slowly felt that it became red and brittle, exuding a kind of ambiguity of any word. Indescribable, wonderful smell. Shen Yan was emotional for a while, and couldn't help but intensified and gnawed and sucked fiercely, and from time to time there was a moist "squeak" sound.
Qi Qi's breathing became heavy.
He even heard the sound of air rushing across his throat, which was dry and hoarse. It didn't sound good by the standards of a CV, but it was very moving when the body was entangled.
To tempt a person with such a voice, that person will not be able to refuse: "...touch me, okay?"
The man pressing on him gave a soft "um" in a dull nasal voice, withdrew one hand, groped down, found the end of his pants chain, and awkwardly pulled it open. Maybe because of the trembling of the fingers, the chain teeth on both sides just got stuck and could not be pulled for a while. The thick fabric stretched slightly under the tension brought by the zipper, and it rubbed the bottom pants again and again, and issued Subtle friction.
Qi Jin bit her lip and smiled lowly, reached out to hold him, and straightened the direction of the zipper for him, and it really came loose.
When the chain teeth were separated, the sound was connected with their violent heartbeats, and it was particularly clear between the two people's intertwined gasps.
I had taken a shower before, I just changed my bottoms, and the cotton material became soft and light after fully absorbing body temperature.
It is not difficult to take off.
Shen Yan pulled the chain of his trousers to the end, loosened it, and slowly wrapped his hands around his waistline to the back, gently lifted it up from under his messy shirt, held his waist and held him towards her. Qi Jin followed his movements and hugged his shoulders tightly, the soles of his feet pressed against the bed board involuntarily, raising his body as much as possible to facilitate the movement of his hands.
The trousers slipped off the instep, half on the ground, half still hanging by the bed.
After losing her clothes, Qi Jin shivered slightly.
In recent years, due to the relationship between work and rest, his physique is not very good, and his hands and feet are often frozen in the cold weather, and his knees are still cold at this time.
Shen Yan seemed to be aware of this, stopped when her palm slipped to her knees, and rubbed him lightly twice. The strength and temperature of his hands were indescribably comfortable, which made his knees gradually relax, and the bending movement became easier. Even his ten toes couldn't hold back because of the person's body temperature.
At this moment, Shen Yan lowered her head and silently kissed the tip of his knee.
Qi Jin took a light breath and retracted his leg embarrassedly, but Shen Yan grabbed his ankle and pressed his thumb against the small concave place under the ankle bone, Qi Jin seemed to be pinching the soft underbelly , trembling slightly, and fell back to the pillow weakly.
Nothing could be seen except the overflowing, blinding light in the room.
Can't think of anything except this man.
When the tip of the man's tongue drew a wet line on the inside of his thigh, a numb electric current surged up his spine, and his heart throbbed as if firmly grasped by those firm and powerful hands. The force of the blood flowing was so great that he felt like he was about to lose consciousness.
It's not just awareness—the unease of worrying about gain and loss, the pain of elusiveness, and the sense of distance.
Zero at this moment.
For the first time, there was not even any buffer, and there was no assistance, the body against the body, broke in silently.
"woo..."
Even though he clenched his teeth tightly, he couldn't hold back, and the pain was audible.
it hurts-
No preparation, no signs, just pain.
I don't know when that person started to enter, but by the time the brain fully reacted, that person was already half way in. But because I had waited so long, what took away my consciousness earlier than the pain... was satisfaction.
deeply satisfied.
He was stretched all over, and he didn't know what posture to use to reduce the pain, but his arms were tightly wrapped around the other party, and the corners of his eyes stinged for a while, and tears could not be restrained from pouring out, and they fell into his temples in an instant. He heard himself choked with a low cry, and buried himself on Shen Yan's shoulder and cried.