january love

27

time limit is approaching

He stroked Duanmulian's soft hair, and kissed his cheek one after another, like treating a precious treasure, carefully, piously and solemnly.

Ye Qing is satisfied. He used to think that he had no desires and desires, he was indifferent to his career, treated people coldly, and even dismissed money. Until now, the empty heart that has been lonely for more than 20 years has been filled all at once. fully.

Duanmulian was a little puzzled by this man's unusual behavior, he raised his face and met Ye Qing's eyes that rarely showed emotion, they were hidden for only a moment, but he did see, the deep deepness buried in those beautiful eyes Deep obsession.

It was the first time he saw Ye Qing's clingy appearance, he was a little shy but also a little happy. His Ye Qing was not so cold on the surface. This man seemed to care nothing, but he was that kind The good guy who will silently pave the way for him behind his back, from the first meeting to the cohabitation, Duanmulian feels that he is more and more like a bright sunflower, swaying in his heart and silently glowing after getting to know him better.

Duanmulian smiled lightly, imitating Ye Qing's movements and touching his hair, his chin resting on the man's shoulder was extremely reassuring, but he couldn't help rubbing his cheek against the man as if it wasn't enough.

The two of them rubbed each other's ears and temples without saying a word, and stayed tenderly in the small carriage for a long time, as if the storm would never come.

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The weekend is over, and the following days remain the same, commuting, working, and living together with the leader, living a holiday like being in love.

As usual, Duanmulian nestled on the reception sofa in the leader's office and concentrated on drawing postcards. Occasionally, when he was tired, he stretched his waist and went to the editorial department to join in the fun. The sample draft was handed over to him.

Duan Mulian had a question mark on his face, so he had to attribute everything to the young and energetic girls. He couldn't melt his old bones and simply ignored him, so he pushed open the door and wandered into the tea room.

He would always make a cup of coffee for Ye Qing at this time, and he found out that brewing with water temperature of about 70 degrees, adding half a piece of sugar and two spoonfuls of milk is the leader's favorite taste.

Whenever Duanmu Lianduan puts the strong aroma of coffee on the desk, Ye Qing can't help calling him over with his arms and hugging him, or directly pulling him on his lap and sitting on him, slapping him .

Duanmulian tried to avoid each time awkwardly, but was hugged tighter or attracted further harassment/harassment, but nonsense is nonsense, Ye Qing didn't do anything too outrageous, and he got used to it over time Such unreasonable touch.

Duanmu Lian patted Ye Qing's hand away to remind him that the coffee was getting cold, the latter picked up the cup as if to feed him, he punched Ye Qing and stood up to tidy up the scattered documents on the table.

Duanmulian sorted the piles of messy papers into their respective places. Ye Qing didn't mind these files with business secrets being touched. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. He liked to taste the mellow coffee and watch the people in front of him busy for him. The figure seems to be able to relax the tense nerves, and relax the body and mind.

Duanmulian cleaned up the table, piled up the documents neatly and orderly, and then took off the results of the day from the drawing board and handed them over to Ye Qing for acceptance, in exchange for a rewarding kiss and inexplicable teasing, he would always be angry Calling Ye Qing a hooligan, then ran back to his place with the drawing board in his arms, stealing joy in his heart.

He squeezed the paint into the palette, conceived silently in his heart, picked up the pen and started to create the next painting.

Day after day, there are more and more drawing papers on the table. From the beginning of spring with abundant rain, to the great heat in the red sun, from the autumnal equinox when the forest is fully dyed, to the winter solstice wrapped in silver, the cycle of four seasons is described. , The time on the contract is gradually coming to an end.

Duanmulian casually brushed the background color on the paper. This is the last solar term [Great Cold] in his task outline. The large area of ​​snow made him distracted and unable to start, and he couldn't concentrate on depicting it.

He bit the penholder and heard Ye Qing reviewing the documents, and involuntarily raised his head to secretly look at the side face of that person who was serious about his work. His expression was focused and his brows were full of handsomeness. He tied the tie for him in the morning and it fit him well. The suit made him look even more extraordinary. He didn't understand why this indifferent man had a soft spot for him, but he was very glad that he was the one who could stay by Ye Qing's side, whether it was for a day, a week, or a For a month, he felt that he was taking advantage of it. Ye Qing was a gift secretly given to him by the heavens for a limited time. The days they spent together were all stolen and should not have been.

Now it's just that the time limit is approaching, and he is about to pass the point of intersection. He clearly knew from the beginning that parting ways was the best result, and he should be happy, but why there is always a place in his heart clamoring unwillingly.

Ye Qing is an excellent psychologist, who gave him a long and sweet dream, and now he wakes up from the dream at dawn, he should be beaten back to his original form, and become the walking dead that he used to be.

He stared intently at Ye Qing's face, his thoughts drifted to nowhere, until the other party noticed his gaze, closed the cap of his pen, came over and kissed him on the cheek, Duanmulian finally recovered from his stupefaction.

With a sore nose, he grabbed the corner of his leader's clothes, "Ye Qing..."

"Ok?"

Duanmulian was depressed and just wanted to call his name, but he didn't know what to say next. After all, he didn't have the confidence to conclude that Ye Qing's behavior towards him was different from ordinary people. The only thing that could explain the relationship was a piece of paper that was about to expire. contract, so he understands that the bitterness in his heart cannot be poured out, he doesn't want Ye Qing to know the delusion that he derived alone.

Seeing that he kept his head down for a long time, Ye Qing simply sat down beside Duanmu Lian and pressed his head on his chest. Looking at the unfinished paintings and scattered brushes beside him, he understood that this cranky guy was He fell into the hole he dug.

When a person tries his best to hide what is in his heart, comfort is useless, and Ye Qing also knows that at this time, with Duanmulian's temperament, it is impossible to confide in him, he will only swallow all the pain, and then smile Said "I'm fine", this guy is too stupid, too inferior, too sensible, his seemingly strong bones are surprisingly fragile, so he can't help but cherish and cherish.

Ye Qing patted Duanmulian's head and didn't ask too much, and offered to take him out for a walk, but the latter shook his head ungratefully.

"Then what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you"

"You won't do..."

"I said I'll take care of you, don't be listless, huh?"

"Thank you for the leader's kindness." Duan Mulian raised his face and rubbed against Ye Qing's neck. This man who doesn't know the slightest bit of romance cheered him up in his own way, willing to change his living habits for him and even clumsily please him, saying Unhappiness must be fake, but facing this crazy preference, he is very afraid, afraid of falling into it, afraid of being unable to restrain himself, afraid of becoming accustomed to it, afraid of being unable to let go, afraid that once he loses it, he will not even be able to live well.

Greedy for the familiar smell on Ye Qing, Duanmulian took a deep breath to get rid of the messy thoughts in his head, finally knew how uncomfortable it is to have a thousand words in his heart but not be able to express them quickly, so he had to give up struggling and plunged into nothing. In the result of his feelings, he said sullenly: "I want to eat chicken curry."

It doesn't matter, let's go to his future.

After work, Ye Qing took Duanmulian to the supermarket to buy ingredients. He didn't forget to pick out a lot of sweets for his dispirited little lover. Uncharacteristically, he pushed the shopping cart behind Duanmulian like a follower, and asked a few words from time to time, such as curry How many boxes should I buy, and how to choose vegetables.

Duanmulian had no choice but to teach him by hand, by the way, he told him how to store commonly used vegetables, fruits and meat, as well as how to combine food and how to deal with it. Ye Qing nodded and studied humbly. Tomatoes added.

"This vegetable that can be eaten raw is very convenient to cook, and it doesn't matter if it is not cooked."

"Then buy more." Ye Qing was about to put it in the bag, but was interrupted.

"Vegetables can't stand storage, so you can't buy too much at one time."

"Well, then come back later."

"What's next, let's talk about it later."