january love

48

Frank

Ye Qing caressed Duanmulian's gauze-wrapped wrist, it was hard to imagine how hideous the wound was, "Does it still hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry..." Duanmulian withdrew his hand silently, not wanting the man to pay too much attention to the wound. After all, it was caused by his own impulse, and he didn't want to burden the other party.

But Ye Qing took his action as a rejection, and it was inevitable that he felt a little lonely, "You can hate me, but don't make it difficult for yourself, you won't know how scared I was when I saw you lying in the bathroom covered in blood."

"I don't hate you, I just..."

"I've thought a lot these past few days. You are a strong person, but I have done so many unreasonable things on my own, without considering your feelings." Ye Qing paused. Decadent, he spoke slowly, his tone full of sincerity and shame, "I'm sorry."

Duanmulian paused in his heart, and a certain place began to ache. He couldn't believe that the tall man in front of him apologized to him in such a low profile. He never thought that he would hear these three words from the other party's mouth, as if in a dream Unbelievable, Duanmulian deeply felt that the pain Ye Qing endured was not less than him.

"Ye Qing, don't be like this..." Duanmulian didn't know how to respond for a while, they tortured each other into this awkward posture, when he saw Ye Qing begging himself for forgiveness, he felt extremely guilty, and he forced a cold man Grinded like this.

Ye Qing knew that a feeble apology was worthless, so he took out the document he just got in the mailbox and handed it to Duanmulian. He had regretted very few times in his life, and Duanmulian took most of it here, "This is your company The gift contract, as well as the assets sold by your father, will all be returned to you to atone for what I have done, you only need to sign on it."

Duan Mulian shook his head desperately when he saw the scattered documents, thinking that the man did this to distance himself from him. From then on, the two of them set up their own family and never communicated again, "Ye Qing, I was wrong, I can't..."

Ye Qing saw that Duanmulian was flustered, stroked his hair to comfort him, "I won't let you take it for nothing."

Duanmulian looked at the man in front of him so distressed, he raised his hand unconsciously to caress his frowning brows, trying to smooth out the crack in his heart. Could it be possible to heal the heart disease that made the two of them miserable by exposing ridiculous stubbornness and prejudice?

Ye Qing looked at Duanmulian's expression about to cry, intertwined with endless sadness and regret, he gently hugged this weak but strong body, and showed an expression of conceding defeat from an angle that the other party couldn't see, "It's really a defeat!" Here you go."

Seeing the sad look of the man, Duan Mulian had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally decided to give up his obstinate stubbornness and be honest with him. The unilateral stubbornness would only make both himself and the man hurt. Hurt this person who cares about him all the time, "Ye...Ye Qing, I'm sorry, I won't make you worry anymore, and I won't think about it anymore, you are really... very good, so I want to be with you... "

Ye Qing immediately hugged him tightly, wanting to make sure that what he heard just now was not a dream, he smelled the fragrance from Duanmulian's neck, and felt that all the sacrifices were so valuable, now that the nine turns are successful, the heavens will pay off.

Duanmulian was surprised to feel that the shirt on his shoulders was soaked, and the warm liquid smeared and slowly seeped into his skin. He opened his eyes wide and dared not move. He would rather lie to himself that it was sweat or blood, which was hard to believe. It will be the other party's tears mixed with bitterness and joy.

He couldn't imagine Ye Qing's expression at this moment, a certain emotion that had been suppressed for a long time burst out of his heart crazily, overflowing into uncontrollable trembling, Duanmulian slowly hugged the broad body in front of him, the past few months It was the first time that he took the initiative to respond to a man's embrace, and it was so comfortable, as if he had found a long-lost treasure.

Ye Qing rubbed the ends of his soft hair, held his head and kissed him on the forehead, like a devout believer and a messenger with a heavy responsibility, he said with a smile, "It's great that you think so Yes, I like you, I love you, and I want to take care of you for the rest of my life."

Ye Qing watched the little guy bury his face into his chest in disbelief, he touched the blushing ears of the other side, and drew a powerless punch from behind, he lowered his tone and exhausted all his tenderness, ambiguous and She said dotingly, "I hope you don't keep everything in your heart, you might as well tell me, don't hurt yourself, okay?"

Duanmulian didn't know when tears were streaming down his face, he wiped the tears on Ye Qing's shirt without any scruples, planted them on his warm chest and refused to let go, the rapid and powerful beating of his heart told him that the man didn't lie, he was careless Nodding eagerly to express his heart, "Ye Qing, I also... like you." Duan Mulian sobbed and grabbed the other party's clothes and mustered up the courage to say all his heart, "I... love you too, please let me stay with you."

"This is really wishful thinking."

After the misunderstandings and knots were completely cleared up, they were finally recovered after a hundred steps and ten folds. The frank treatment made both of them extremely comfortable. Ye Qing handed Duan Mulian an agreement, "The feedback on your group of postcards last time was very good. It's Ye Zhou's contract as an illustrator, do you want to try it?"

"Is it really possible?"

"you're worth it."

Clusters of snowflakes floated outside the window, scattered on the window sill one after another, and accumulated a layer of flawless white flakes. After countless twists and turns, we finally came to a stable destination after all the hardships.

Duanmulian raised his head to meet a lingering kiss like a dream. Seeing the two portraits of sunflowers, he felt that something beautiful was slowly blooming. He closed his eyes in relief and enjoyed every inch of the sunflower. beautiful good times.

The two of them leaned against each other and chatted a lot, Duanmulian leaned on Ye Qing's shoulder, crying and laughing, the man took the trouble to tell the little guy every detail when he left him, until the evening, winter's day It was getting dark very early, and the room was already shrouded in night, and no one turned on the lights.

Ye Qing hugged Duanmulian to rest on the sofa in the room, kissed the little guy's nose and told him, "I'll cook."

"...cooking?" Duanmulian touched the place Ye Qing just kissed with a puzzled expression.

"I told you a long time ago that I will take care of you."

"You... Who did you learn from?" Duan Mulian missed Ye Qing's point, and asked cautiously and somewhat suspiciously.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who would bring it home with me. I just figured out how to cook by myself."

"Really...really?"

Duanmulian blinked and was embarrassed by his sudden jealousy, Ye Qing bent down and took his hand and pressed it on his chest, patiently giving the child the sense of security he wanted, "Really, this is my conscience, If you don't believe me, touch it."

Duanmulian withdrew his hand awkwardly, and then grabbed Ye Qing's clothes corner again, smiling with good-looking eyes, "I'm with you."

Duan Mulian looked at Ye Qing's busy back on the cooking table, recalled the illusory and beautiful scene in the past, and now it reappeared in front of his eyes, but Feng Shui took turns, the person in charge of the spoon became Ye Qing, and he turned to watch from the sidelines. A lively little assistant, because the man was worried that he might be injured, so he could only help pass some sauces.

Duanmulian watched the boiling soup tumbling in the pot, bursts of aroma permeated into the lungs, from the inside to the outside, it was a delicious taste, the rising steam stained Ye Qing's lens with white mist, Duanmulian endured Can't help but like Ye Qing did to himself a long time ago, hugging the man from the back, gently took off his glasses, and rubbed them on the back of his fair neck.

Ye Qing turned around and kissed him hard, Duan Mulian looked at the man's expressionless handsome face and also looked at himself, giggling triumphantly, Ye Qing didn't understand why he was so happy but he was also infected by this happiness, he He jokingly said half-seriously, "If you weren't still recovering, I would have held you here until you couldn't close your legs."

After hearing this, Duanmulian hurriedly let go of his hands and reflexively took half a step back, his eyes were shining red and his face scolded the man for being obscene.

Ye Qing was noncommittal, quickly put the food on the table, Duanmu Lian looked at the three dishes and one soup with excellent appearance and aroma, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was made by Ye Qing.

Ye Qing served Duanmulian with soup, the two of them sat at the dining table as before, the man picked out good meat and green sprouts and put them in the Duanmulian bowl, saying, "Eat more, you are too thin."

Duanmulian watched the food steaming, and Ye Qing was serving him attentively, he felt light and light like living in a dream, he touched his nose in embarrassment, "Thank you, I didn't expect you to learn how to cook meal."

"I don't want you to be tired."

"What are you doing with me for all the work?"

"You are responsible for loving me."

"I...I don't..."

"Ok?"

"I... I paint to make money to support you!"

"Thank you for your favor."

Duanmulian clamped a piece of meat to cover Ye Qing's mouth, this man is usually quiet and dignified, but he just likes to play tricks on him, but why is he so happy when he is obviously ashamed and angry.

After the loss and recovery, the two of them seem to cherish each other very much. Ye Qing thinks about how to replenish Duanmulian's body every day except for going to work. The little guy's injury is not recovered and his face is not healthy, but he is clamoring to go to the company. Ye Qing knows that he is at home Boring, I get off work early every day and come back to accompany him.