Fu Jia went out the door in a hurry. He looked tough on the surface, but in fact he was very hesitant.
He went out and pressed the elevator, but when the elevator door opened in front of him, he didn't go in.
What if Lu Qi'an came out to chase him? If he just left, how could Lu Qi'an catch up with him? Fu Jia thought unsatisfactorily.
He waited in place for a minute, two minutes, three minutes, and no one came after him. Many people on the same floor would give him a strange look when they passed by him. Fu Jia stood awkwardly where he was, and finally decided to go back.
He just folded back to get the things, he would never surrender to Lu Qi'an, nor would he coax him any more, he would be angry as long as he loved it.
Fu Jia patted his face, put on a cold expression, stood at the door of the apartment and rang the doorbell. He was prepared to wait for a long time, even if Lu Qi'an didn't open the door for him, he wouldn't be surprised. But as soon as the bell rang for the first time, the door was opened.
Fu Jia's hand froze in midair, a little dazed.
how so fast
Inside, Lu Qi'an held the doorknob and looked at him without saying a word. I don't know if it's because of the light, but his eyes were dark, which made Fu Jia feel very oppressive.
"I..." Fu Jia avoided his eyes and said bravely, "I just came back to get something..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Qi'an grabbed his arm and pulled him in. The door was slammed shut, and the loud noise made Fu Jia close his eyes. The next second, Lu Qi'an covered him with his body, pressed him against the door, and kissed him with a hot and hot breath.
He was not gentle at all, biting Fu Jia's lip, forcing him to open his teeth and sticking his tongue into his mouth. Because it was too sudden, Fu Jia couldn't find the rhythm of his breathing, and because Lu Qi'an was pressing too hard, his back and head were aching. He struggled painfully, but was pressed even tighter by Lu Qi'an.
He will come back. This thought reverberated in Lu Qi'an's mind over and over again.
There is no one better than him in the world.
Soon, Fu Jia's lips and tongue were sucked numb, and even his entire head became groggy. His legs were weak, and he couldn't stand even against the wall, and he slid down like a force.
Lu Qi'an wrapped his arms around his waist, let him lean on him, and slowly ended the kiss.
After the two's lips and teeth were separated, Fu Jia was finally saved. He gasped desperately, but coughed because he inhaled too quickly. He leaned against Lu Qi'an, his whole face turned red, and there was moisture in his eyes.
Lu Qi'an hugged him tightly, stroking his back to comfort him.
As if the crazy energy just now did not exist.
"I'm sorry." Lu Qi'an whispered, "I'm sorry, whether it was last night... or just now, I did something wrong, sorry."
Fu Jia couldn't stop coughing, and glared at him with teary eyes, not fierce at all, but pitiful.
Lu Qi'an couldn't help but touched the hair on his forehead and hugged him. Fu Jia is not heavy, at least much lighter than Lu Qi'an, so Lu Qi'an holds it very firmly. But Fu Jia was afraid that Lu Qi'an wouldn't be able to hold him, so he hugged his neck tightly.
Lu Qi'an carried him to the sofa and let go of his hand. Fu Jia's movements were half a beat slower than his, and he still put his arms around his neck. Lu Qi'an's eyes softened, and he put his hands on Fu Jia's sides and kissed again.
This time, he regained the sanity that he had just left behind, his movements were gentle, and he always paid attention to the frequency of Fu Jia's breathing.
Fu Jia's hands that were about to leave were entangled again, hooking Lu Qi'an's neck and pulling him closer.
Taking advantage of the gap in breathing, Fu Jia avoided Lu Qi'an's lips and whispered, "Don't think you'll be fine if you kiss me, now it's my turn to be angry."
Lu Qi'an looked at him intently: "Why are you angry?"
Fu Jia said, "You can guess for yourself."
Lu Qi'an nodded clearly and said, "I read the complaint you wrote."
"Oh." Fu Jia pretended not to care.
"I accepted."
"Oh… "
"You can punish me any way you want, and I will assist you."
Fu Jia couldn't even say the word "oh", he slowed down, reached out and grabbed Lu Qi'an's sleeve, and said fiercely, "Severe punishment!"
"Yeah." Lu Qi'an's tone was indulgent, "How to punish it severely?"
In Fu Jia's mind, the result of putting "Lu Qi'an" and "punishment" together was nothing. He was no longer aggressive, but he raised his voice and said, "The severe one!"
Lu Qi'an agreed with him and said, "Okay. Don't go to school today, skip class."
Hearing the word "skipping class" from the always serious Lu Qi'an is simply a fantasy story.
"Skip?" Fu Jia was stunned.
"Well, is there enough time in a day?"
Only then did Fu Jia understand that Lu Qi'an really wanted to take him to skip class. Always urging him to study, Lu Qi'an, who is as strict as an old man, and Lu Qi'an, who keeps saying that he likes people who live and study seriously, is now taking him to skip class.
The morning sun shines into the living room, and then falls into Fu Jia's eyes. He smiled brightly: "Go on a date." He said, "You will be punished for taking me on a date."
Lu Qi'an's eyes were also full of smiles, his soul had never been so light, as if the burden that had weighed on him since his previous life disappeared with Fu Jia's smile.
"Okay." No matter what Fu Jia said, he answered like this.
An hour later, Fu Jia and Lu Qi'an took the subway to a park on the outskirts of the city.
The park is what Fu Jia wants to go to. There are many large-scale parks in the city, but Fu Jia couldn't say which one to go to. He just said to Lu Qi'an with certainty, "Go to the park you've been to."
Lu Qi'an's first reaction was that he hadn't been to the park, which was refuted fiercely by Fu Jia: "You have been there, and you have been there many times!"
About going to the park, Lu Qi'an needs to recall carefully, but for Fu Jia, this is a thorn in his heart that has been in his heart for many years.
Every time Lu Qi'an came to Lin's villa, he would basically take Lin Fengxun to the courtyard to bask in the sun. Even if it was raining or cloudy, he would stay under the eaves next to the courtyard, so Fu Jia always had a way to see them.
However, there was a situation that made Fu Jia's teeth itch with hatred: Lin Fengxun would ask Lu Qi'an to take him to the park from time to time.
For some reason, Lu Qi'an seems to be very reluctant to take Lin Feng out of the house. This request will only succeed once in ten times, and most of it is due to Lu Wanqing's credit, because she will definitely help her son when she is present: "The two always stay at home. What's the point, no matter how long you look at the courtyard, you'll get tired of it, it's good to go to the park to relax, and let Mrs. Chen take the doctor to follow you in the car all the time, there won't be any problems."
As long as Lu Wanqing said so, Lin Fengxun would succeed 80% of the time, so he was successfully carried away from the courtyard by Lu Qi'an. Seeing them leave in the same car, Fu Jia's heart surged with jealousy, and his teeth were sore.
Looking back on the past now, Fu Jia still feels sour, too sour.
Fortunately, Lu Qi'an thought about which park he was talking about in time, got dressed and took him to the subway.
The subway in the morning rush hour was very crowded. Fu Jia leaned on Lu Qi'an's arms with peace of mind, and didn't grab the handrail. It was all because Lu Qi'an held him. He thought a little viciously: Lin Fengxun that sick seedling, don't want to have such an experience in this life... As the saying goes, the one who laughs last is the winner, and now he wins.
He buried his face in Lu Qi'an's chest and laughed sullenly.
When he arrived at the park, Lu Qi'an asked Fu Jia to wait for him by the flower bed because there was a fee to enter the park, and went to the ticket office to buy a ticket.
Fu Jia looked at his side and found that a little kid who had just reached his waist was also waiting for the parents to buy tickets nearby. He was holding a huge rainbow marshmallow in his hand and was eating it with relish.
Fu Jiaqing couldn't help swallowing her saliva, thinking of the bowl of porridge she only ate, her stomach burned with hunger. He looked around and saw no one selling cotton candy, so he smiled at the child and asked, "Where did you buy your candy?"
The child gave him a wary look and ignored him.
The more Fu Jia looked, the more hungry he became, and he asked him, "Did you buy it in the park or outside? Do you know of any other store that sells candy?"
The child shook his head frantically, threw away the marshmallow in his hand, and ran away like a life.
Fu Jia watched the marshmallow fall to the ground with grief.
When Lu Qi'an returned from buying the tickets, he saw Fu Jia squatting sadly beside the cotton candy. He figured it out quickly and said, "Hungry? There is a restaurant in the park. I'll take you there."
Fu Jia asked him earnestly, "Is there such candy in it?"
Lu Qi'an thought about it and said uncertainly, "It shouldn't be."
Fu Jia sighed and pointed at the marshmallow on the ground reluctantly: "Is this still edible when I pick it up?"
Lu Qi'an: …
"I'll go ask where it's sold," he said.
Fu Jia nodded again and again and grinned.
Lu Qian asked the ticket sales staff and learned that this marshmallow was sold at the first convenience store at the exit of the subway station. He asked Fu Jia to continue to wait for him in the flower bed, but Fu Jia refused and said, "If I want to eat, I can just buy it myself. You can wait for me here."
Lu Qi'an said, "Let's go together."
Fu Jia smiled even more happily, and stretched out his hand to him: "Then carry me back."
Lu Qi'an agreed without objection.
He carried Fu Jia on his back and walked slowly to the convenience store to buy cotton candy. Fu Jia wrapped his arms around his neck and asked, "Did you carry Lin Fengxun on your back before?"
This matter is too obvious, Lu Qi'an can't lie: "Recite it."
Fu Jia continued to ask, "Will you buy him candy too?"
"Bought." Of course he had. In order for Lin Fengxun to take the bitter medicine smoothly, he coaxed him countless times with candy.
Fu Jia was silent.
"Fu Jia?" Lu Qi'an called his name.
Fu Jia hugged him tightly, sniffed the smell on his body, and closed his eyes calmly: "It's okay."
Fu Jia came to the park for the first time and ran for hours with the cotton candy that Lu Qi'an bought for him. On the way, he met the little kid he saw at the door again, and the feng shui took turns, and this time it was this kid who swallowed.
I don't know why, the two groups of people suddenly walked together. Fu Jia and the child were running around in front, and Lu Qi'an and the child's parents were walking behind, inexplicably listening to the couple talking to him about their parenting experience.
"Is he your brother?" the child's mother asked.
Lu Qi'an didn't argue and acquiesced to her words. She smiled and said, "Your brother is really lively, isn't it difficult to manage?"
"No." Lu Qi'an said, "He is very good and listens to me."
"That's it. That's great. I think you love him too. Your brother relationship is really good." As she said, she beckoned to the child who turned to look for her.
Fu Jia imitated the child and waved back to Lu Qi'an. Under the sun, he smiled like every young boy of the same age.
"It's not enough." His eyes kept chasing Fu Jia, and he said, "I have to hurt him more."
Fu Jia played with the children until noon, playing balloon shooting games, rowing boats, and even a slide for children. The chute was very narrow, Fu Jia was crazy, he had to get in, but hit his head, Lu Qi'an hugged him and comforted him, and he was refreshed again.
He was in high spirits, but the child fell asleep in his father's arms. The couple hugged the child and said goodbye to them. Before leaving, the child's mother whispered something in Lu Qi'an's ear.
Lu Qi'an was a little surprised, and replied to her with a thank you.
After saying goodbye to the new friend she made in the morning, Fu Jia's excitement gradually subsided and she felt a little tired.
"Do you want to go home?" Lu Qi'an asked.
Fu Jia yawned and nodded.
Lu Qi'an took the initiative to squat in front of him and said, "I'll carry you."
Fu Jia smiled and climbed onto his back.
"What's the matter with you?" Lu Qi'an asked as he stepped forward. "The child's mother told me just now that you were thinking about something on your mind."
Fu Jia hesitated and didn't answer.
He didn't want to say it, and Lu Qi'an stopped questioning him and walked out of the park behind his back. When I came, I took the subway. When I left, Lu Qi'an called a taxi.
After returning home, Aunt Miao had already prepared lunch. Fu Jia feasted and ate a full meal happily.
They didn't go anywhere in the afternoon. Fu Jia offered to ask Lu Qi'an to help him with his homework. The two of them stayed in the study until nightfall, only taking a break during dinner time.
Before going to bed, Fu Jia asked Lu Qi'an to take a bath first, and locked the door in the study, guessing that Lu Qi'an was about to finish washing, he opened the door as if nothing else.
He entered the bathroom and took the longest and most careful bath in his life. He was drying his hair in the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror for a long time.
He told himself he could do it.
He turned off the lights in the bathroom, turned off the lights in the living room, then turned off the lights in the master bedroom. The curtains were closed, and the whole room was plunged into sudden darkness.
He lay beside Lu Qi'an and asked softly, "Can I ask you something?"
"what?"
"I'm wondering if I can really be with you. Your relatives hate me, Lu Wanqing, Lin Fengxun... No matter what, they are your relatives, you will treat them well, and I am not your relative , why are you being nice to me? I'm not... not a woman, do you really like me?"
His voice was shaking, "Would you just pity me and give me charities?"
Although it was sad, Fu Jia understood that even if Lu Qi'an gave him a positive answer, he would still feel satisfied.
Because of Lu Qi'an, he became weak and fragile. In the past, he could endure all the hardships, and he would never feel wronged. Grief is an emotion that only produces value when someone is distressed, and is useless to someone who has nothing.
He used to have nothing, but now his hands are filled with people. He is more afraid of having possessions and then losing them than never having them.
Lu Qi'an took a deep breath and said, "I never pity you, I said..."
"Then why don't you..." Fu Jia interrupted him, but he couldn't go on after half the words.
He gritted his teeth and got into the quilt, his body temperature was very high, like a fire.
"Fu Jia?" Lu Qi'an's voice was slightly puzzled, and the next second, he froze.
Fu Jia was lying between his legs, breathing slowly against his crotch.
"Why are you just kissing me and not doing anything else?" During his breath, Fu Jia smelled a faint smell, maybe it wasn't from Lu Qi'an, because the smell was very similar to what he shot in his hand last night of semen. Maybe he imagined it, maybe not, he didn't know if it was the smell of desire emanating from himself.
He lowered his head, licked Lu Qi'an's cock through his pants, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you even want me?"