"You should apologize." After a long silence, Li Qingran pulled Wang Dahu's palm and put it on his chest, and murmured in a weak and aggrieved voice, "You know, every time I see the wound on your waist, Whenever I think of a part of your body that will be missing forever, how much pain I have here, it hurts so much, it hurts so much that I am about to die,"
"I'm sorry, but, really..." Wang Dahu kept kissing his forehead with red eyes.
In all fairness, if Li Qingran did this kind of thing behind his back, then he would definitely go mad with anger.
"It's been so many years, why don't you understand, Dahu?" Li Qingran raised his head, his eyes filled with sadness: "Whether it's my mother, my sister, or any other relatives or friends, it's all important to me. It doesn't matter, only you, only you are the only one I want to cherish, my only and most important person!"
Because of those totally irrelevant miscellaneous stones, the most precious treasure suffered irreparable damage. This kind of sadness and regret, anger and grief kept pounding Li Qingran's heart, making him completely lose everything. With such a small size, he could only vent his feelings by crying like a child.
"It's not worth it, it's really not worth it!" Li Qingran said sadly.
Wang Dahu sniffed, feeling both happiness and sadness in his heart.
He is happy that the person he loves also loves and cares about him.
And what makes him sad is——
"Of course," Wang Dahu said softly, "I'm honest with you, I did have selfish intentions in doing this."
Feel the stiffness of the person in my arms.
He decided to speak openly and publicly.
"Do you still remember that girl named Gu Xiaoyu we met in the hospital when we were two kids? That little girl who made you decide to become a doctor?"
Li Qingran nodded slightly.
"Actually, since then, I have been thinking, life is really, really fragile, but what about fate? It's too fucking gratuitous. This person, no matter how old or young, may one day be When you encounter something, just slap it, and it’s over. And will I be like this too?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!!" Li Qingran sat up from Wang Dahu's arms in a hurry, with a pair of beautiful brows tightly frowned, and pressed his mouth in extreme displeasure.
Wang Dahu smiled silently.
"Okay, listen to what I have to say!" Wang Dahu touched his head comfortingly, and put his cold body into his arms again: "If, what I said is if, one day, I What happened to you had to leave this world, so what will you do if you stay behind?"
For others, the loss of someone who loved and loved them can be heartbreaking. But one day, this kind of grief will gradually fade, because beside them, there are other important people, or relatives connected by blood, or like-minded friends, and these strengths will support them to move on.
But, of course, different.
Compared with the previous life, he in this life has to rely on himself even more.
Since they met when they were seven years old, they have never been separated again. For Li Qingran, he is not only a lover, but also a kind of "spiritual" sustenance from friends and relatives.
And if this kind of self "died" suddenly, then his ran, would he have to walk the old path again
"You live well, what happened!" Li Qingran muttered indignantly like a child.
Wang Dahu smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on recently, I always have some messy dreams."
"Is it—a nightmare?"
"Yeah!" Wang Dahu nodded: "It's a terrible, terrible nightmare. I dreamed that I died, and then turned into a ghost, which has been following you forever! And you... I was so, so sad to never see me again, crying and crying like a woman! I almost lost my eyes from crying. You know how much I wanted you to understand at that time, I wanted to see What I got here is not you who have been immersed in sadness and can't get out, but you who are braver and can live well even if you are alone!"
"Idiot, you don't have to worry about this at all." Li Qingran's voice was strangely ethereal and slightly sweet: "If you don't keep your promise and you really die before me, then you only need to spend a little time in the underworld. Wait for me so you don't have to worry about me crying."
"...Fool! Li Qingran, are you really a fool?" Wang Dahu took a deep breath, and the shadow that was deeply pressed in his heart once again made him feel boundless fear: "I tell you, if you really do this I will never forgive you again!"
Li Qingran leaned up and kissed his bristly chin: "It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, anyway, I will haunt you for the rest of my life."
"Li Qingran!"
"Shh... don't say..." The soft and sticky tongue licked back and forth like a feather, Li Qingran's face that had just cried had an unprecedented clarity, like a whisper, like a pleading, he said softly: " Dahu, I'm so cold, can you hug me?... Call me Ranran... Dahu is alone, Ranran"
The one he loves is so cute and coquettish in his arms, Wang Dahu's forced "fierceness" is completely vulnerable.
That's all! That's all!
If the gods doomed me to die in vain like in my previous life, then it must be fate!
It wasn't the kind of eager or hungry skin-to-skin kissing, nor was it the usual, slow teasing by Wang Dahu. It is a kind of "communication" that is gentler, more cherished, and more lingering. If words can't express my heart, like kisses can't convey my feelings.
Then I will tell you with my body, my lips, my breath, my limbs, my heart... I will tell you with everything I have.
How - I love you!
"Hold on...let me do it"
"It doesn't matter, I can do it." Li Qingran's body as white as jade exuded rose-like □, he took a light breath, exerted strength on his waist, and sat down in an instant.
Two sighs sounded at the same time.
Wang Dahu hugged him tightly and kept kissing the white shoulders of the man in his arms.
Li Qingran leaned against his arms, breathing rapidly from the corners of her pale pink lips.
"Tiger, big tiger..."
"Well, I'm here..." Li Qingran had already taken off all the clothes on his body, and his naked skin incited Wang Dahu's cock even more. But he was not in a hurry but caressed the person in his arms very patiently.
"Ah, ah..." Sensitive parts were constantly being stimulated, and Li Qingran's voice trembled more and more. Feeling that he had gotten used to it, Wang Dahu began to slowly move his waist.
"Don't, I, I will move by myself"
"Fool, don't underestimate your husband's ability!"
"But your body..."
"Now I still have the energy to think about this, it seems that I have not done enough!"
"Of course, but I like you... I like you the most..."
"Well, me too, me too."
The cock, as hard as iron, entered the warm body heavily with each impact, waiting for the moment of liberation.
The breathing became more and more rapid, the heart beat almost to be paralyzed, the swarming pleasure rose from the spine like a storm and hit the limbs and bones, impacting the bodies of the two as well as the hearts of the two.
"Tiger, no... I can't do it!"
"Hey, let's go together."
"Ah! Ah!" There was a blank in front of his eyes, Li Qingran's slender neck stretched into a beautiful arc, and with a burst of heat pouring into his body, he also left evidence of his passion in the other's lower abdomen.
"Is it still cold?" Wang Dahu asked gently, touching his sweaty little face.
Li Qingran shook his head weakly: "No, it's very warm."
Li Qingran felt an unspeakable happiness from his lover's fiery chest and heavy weight, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Just one love, obviously, can't satisfy someone who has been hungry for a long time, so he wrapped the person in his arms with a blanket, and Wang Dahu took him into the bathroom, and when he cleaned up afterward, it was inevitable that there would be another misfire . Until dawn, Li Qingran lying on the bed was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids. He gently kissed his sweaty forehead, and Wang Dahu whispered in his ear, "Do you feel okay?"
"... Well, I really want to sleep."
"Then sleep, I'll be by your side."
Feeling the breath of the person in his arms gradually calming down, Wang Dahu's heart was full of infinite love and affection.
In his past and present lives, how could he have such a pure love.
only-
Wang Dahu sighed lowly.
The electronic clock on the wall, flashing infrared numbers, clearly shows that it is now: November 18, 2005.
And Wang Dahu clearly remembers that he died on November 18, 2006 in his previous life.
In other words, a year from now, he very, very likely—will die.
In fact, there are already too many different things in this life and the previous life.
However, for some reason, Wang Dahu always had a premonition in his heart, a premonition that "what should come will come one day."
Therefore, he hoped that Ranran and his mother would be able to untie the knot, and when that day really came, he would not completely collapse, and he would not do the things that made Wang Dahu painful like in his previous life.
"Our baby is so smart." WANG Dahu whispered in the sleeping man's ear full of love and compassion: "You want to become the best and best doctor in the world and save many, many people! ...as long as you can live well...for me...that is the greatest...happiness."