Lin Zhi couldn't remember how he got home, his chest was sticky and greasy, and he couldn't tell if it was sweat or something else.

The feeling of fatigue spreads to the nerve endings, and the swelling and pain make people feel unrefreshed, and it seems that there is still a terrifying feeling of being invaded.

The bathtub in the master bathroom is filled with warm water, soaking up like gentle waves.

Lin Zhi leaned drowsily, the light was turned into warm tones, and the warm skin and the sound of breathing filled Lin Zhi's heart with the laziness of being in a safe place, like a cat roasting in front of the fireplace in the snowy winter.

Lin Weaving didn't soak for a long time, and his chest was a little tingling because of the broken skin.

"It's so big."

Lin Weaving muttered in a low voice, with a hint of teasing.

"Don't you just want to see my temperament."

Qiu Or scooped the person out of the water, wrapped the person with a big bath towel, the action seemed rude but was actually meticulous, and wiped Lin Zhi's wet hair with a towel.

Lin Zhi didn't deny it, leaning on Qiu He's chest muscles, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

After a while, a man's voice came from overhead.

"Do you really have an ex-boyfriend?"

"Yes," replied Lin Weaving lazily, "but he's dead." ”

Qiu He didn't hear the sadness from his words, and he couldn't see Lin Zhi's expression, so he was a little uncertain in his heart.

If it's true, it's good to say it's good, and it's not good to say it's bad.

The good thing is that there will never be a compound again, and the bad thing is that the buff stacks more full.

Being the ex-boyfriend of the first love is enough to be annoying, and the deceased ex-boyfriend of the first love is even more lore.

Qiu Or was still thinking about how to answer, when he heard laughter from his arms.

"It seems that my storytelling skills have improved, and I can even fool the enemy team."

Lin Zhi's lips were pressed against the position of Qiu or his heart, and his slightly hoarse voice became more and more gentle in the night.

"Don't worry, it's always you."

It felt like a mysterious thing, and Lin Zhi did not deny that his interest first originated from desire, which was nothing bad to admit.

It's just that he gradually saw more things under the skin, and felt the common ground in the split soul.

Instead of being cured, his mental cleanliness was shaped into an increasingly tricky and eccentric shape that could only get used to a particular person.

The young man's lips kept opening and closing because of the words, like one light kiss after another.

The warm breath drilled into the human body, and together with the sound of the tongue, it left an imprint on the heart.

Qiu Or's breathing became short, and his reason was completely led away.

Lin Zhi was pushed down on the soft big bed, trapped in Qiu He's chest.

The man's eyebrows and eyes are deep, his eyes are sharp and deep, and the turbulent emotions that flow can be understood without words.

Lin Zhi thought that he would usher in a kiss that was deeply obsessed, or that he might be excited with body words, but it was not.

Instead of kissing him, he sat up and stretched out his hand to him.

Lin Zhi held his hand and was pulled up by him, and he could feel the restraint on the man's body.

The phone suddenly vibrated twice, it was sent to him by Qiu He, it was a document.

Lin Zhi was a little unclear why he entered, it was Qiu He's file, and before he could finish reading it, a card was suddenly stuffed in his hand.

"My life, and my salary card."

Qiu or his upper body was bare, the dim light shrouded in his muscle lines, even if he was so relaxed and standing upright, he was straightened by years of training, making him more and more tall and straight.

"The password is 060901, it's the number I used to use when I entered a special squad, you can change it as you like."

"Do you want to fall in love?"

Qiu Or has never dragged mud and water, and went straight to the point.

He wasn't afraid that Lin Zhi would play with him, if he could let people go, he wouldn't have the ability.

Lin Zhi held the bank card between his fingers and pressed it to his lips, groaning slightly.

"What do you think of changing it to 032719?"

Lin Zhi raised his eyes to ask for advice, and a smile flowed in his soft and amorous eyes.

Qiu Or instantly understood what he meant, and his heart fell to the ground.

It turned out that Lin Zhi was thinking about the password just now, which showed that he hadn't thought about agreeing or refusing at all, because in his heart, he agreed by default.

This kind of recognition makes people happy, and the corners of the mouth cannot be restrained from rising.

is obviously vague and ambiguous, and the euphemistic words play with people's hearts thoroughly, but they make people happy.

"Of course, does it have any special meaning?"

Qiu Or sat next to Lin Zhi, held her boyfriend's hand, circled Lin Zhi's fingers and calculated the finger circumference in her heart.

When he heard this string of numbers, he subconsciously disassembled it, and there was no way to compare it with them.

Lin Zhi bent his eyes: "When I met you, this string of numbers was born." ”

At seven o'clock in the afternoon of March 27, the time of his death, it was also the day when a system appeared in his mind, and they met.

"Then it's memorable."

Qiu Or didn't ask, thinking that this was a string of exclusive numbers designed by Lin Weaving for them.

He took his mobile phone, directly changed the bank password with the lock screen password, and then hugged Lin Zhi to sleep.

He didn't plan to do it again, Lin Weaving was already very tired, but this was also something that surprised him, Lin Weaving didn't seem to have good physical strength, but he was exceptionally able to withstand his request.

Compared with intense sex, sometimes Wen Cun is more affectionate.

Lin Zhi leaned on Qiu He's arms, his barely sober thoughts scattered, and he fell into a sweet dream of black agarwood.

Qiu Or was no longer anxious because he couldn't sleep, and quietly listened to Lin Zhi's breathing in the dark, and his consciousness gradually sank.

He had a dream for the first time in a long time, and it was not a sweet scene, but a past.

It was no different day, he was still in elementary school, and his father would pick him up from school at noon every day and go home for dinner together.

Since his father was transferred to civilian work due to injury, his commute time has been much more stable and he has more time to spend with him.

It's just that Dad's cooking skills have not been very good, and it is difficult to barely eat, so after his mother left, he found a nanny and aunt to take care of their diet and daily life.

After eating, his aunt washed the dishes and cleaned up, he listened to his father tell him about his experience in handling cases, and went into the room to take a nap when he was a little sleepy.

The last class that morning was physical education, and he played soccer with his classmates, which consumed a lot of energy, so he slept quickly and deeply.

He was woken up by a strange noise, something was knocked down, something was broken, it seemed like someone was banging on the door, everything was chaotic and noisy.

An angry cry from his aunt woke him up and opened the door.

The aunt struggled to crawl into the hallway, the tiles under her were covered with blinding blood red, and in the living room, Dad was lying upside down, bleeding a lot.

Someone was kicking the door, and the iron door made an overwhelmed sound.

The man with the knife stood in the living room, blood dripping from the tip of his knife.

The summer sun was a little harsh, and it also blurred the man's silhouette a little, and after a moment he could see his face clearly.

The man tried to rush over, but the door was about to be kicked open, accompanied by a warning of rage.

There was a dull sound from the balcony, and someone jumped in from outside.

The man hid in the toilet and by the time the police kicked the door open, the man had already run away.

He couldn't hear the surrounding sounds at that time, and just walked in the direction of his father step by step.

He was no longer breathing, and he was reduced to a corpse.

Qiu Or has been thinking countless times that it would be nice if he didn't fall asleep that day.

Why did he fall asleep, and why did he sleep so deeply, if he had realized earlier, could he have called for help sooner, maybe his father would not have died.

The sounds seemed to come through the heavy door, and Qiu He opened his eyes suddenly.

It took him a while to react to his surroundings and relax his body.

His eyes were open, dark and heavy.

From the day of my father's accident, sleeping became a hateful or painful thing.

He had been awake several times until dawn, during which time his health had deteriorated and he had to sleep under the treatment of a psychiatrist.

Later, Qiu Or realized that exhausting his physical strength could make him fall asleep quickly, so he began to train himself, so that his body grew quickly, and it was easy to be admitted to the police academy.

It's just that as his body grows, his threshold is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more difficult to fall asleep, and even if he is asleep, he can only barely sleep for a short time.

However, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, which made him achieve particularly dazzling results in the special squad operations on the border.

Appreciating his superiors, he was going to promote him to the capital, but he refused.

In his hometown, he still has things that he can't let go, and the person who killed his father has never appeared again, but Qiu or knows that he has not disappeared.

The intimidation method of sending white flowers to commemorate his birthday made his parents' colleagues chase him for a long time, and he was watched very closely, just sending a bouquet of flowers has reached the extreme.

As he gets older, it becomes more difficult for the other party to kill him.

Qiu Or thought of the intimidating camera under Lin Zhi's shoe cabinet again, thinking about the file.

He habitually wanted to spend the long night with thinking, and moved his body to change his posture to make Lin Zhi sleep more comfortably.

The young man who was alarmed put his arms around him, patted his body twice in a daze, and continued to sleep with his arms around him.

Qiu or chuckled: "You coax the child." ”

Having said this, Qiu Or buried his head in the young man's chest and listened to his heartbeat and breathing.

Gradually, drowsiness creeps in again.

Lin Zhi felt a little awkward when he woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he discovered the source of this feeling.

Qiu Or's sleeping position is very awkward, sleeping very low and leaning on his arms, if he is a child, this posture is quite appropriate, but the problem is that he is an adult man with long hands and feet, he is taller than him, and this sleeping position is even longer than him, and his neck down is equivalent to being locked on Qiu He's body.

This posture Lin Zhi is actually very familiar, Qi He has slept like this in his arms for several years.