"Yesterday morning." Jing Mian said: "I booked a hotel and just came back tonight." ”

"Alone?"

Jing Mian nodded, thought about it, and shook his head again: "It's not really, I have been on the road for more than two years and Chen Ke and they helped me." ”

The hand holding the young man's waist tightened slightly, and the man asked, "Why did you go to Yancheng?" ”

Jing Mian said honestly: "Celebrate my husband's birthday." ”

"I booked the big screen in Yantan Square, and there were fireworks." Eye-to-eye with the man, Jing Mian said, "It's more than five o'clock in the evening." ”

Mr. Ren: "Birthday surprise? ”

Jing Mian: "Hmm. ”

"At that time, there were a lot of people taking pictures and videos, probably thinking that I was a fan of Teacher Ren." Jing Mian pursed his lower lip, the strange thing is that when he said it in this situation, his mood was completely different, and from the jam like being blocked, Jing Mian's voice softened, and said, "Only Mr. didn't see it." ”

Mr. Ren paused for a few seconds and said seriously, "I'm sorry." ”

The man kissed his eyebrows, Jing Mian squinted slightly because of the itch, and he heard the gentleman say, "At that time, I also desperately wanted to see you." ”

Jingmian breathing is sluggish.

The cells of the whole body are shouting, and the heart is beating wildly.

All regrets disappear in this moment.

They miss out because they want to see each other, but they meet again around the corner of the rental house.

What could be more romantic than this?

Jing Mian reached into the pocket of his coat and took something out of it.

He took advantage of the faint light to tie a bracelet to Mr. Ren.

It was a scene he had dreamed of countless nights, but each one, the appearance of the other party was blurred. He refuses to recall the past and tries to dissociate himself from it.

Everything seems to be frozen twelve years ago, Jing Mian doesn't know what his brother has become like later, and he never thought that one day, they will become lifelong lovers.

The guilt that ran through his childhood and youth made the gift he didn't give particularly heavy.

And today, he can finally wipe away the dust and mist, and truly give the gift that has been quietly treasured for a long time to his master.

It was as if he was saying goodbye to the past.

It's like welcoming a new life.

The blue star fell, Jing Mian's fingertips rubbed against the slightly hard corner, shining brightly, and when he spoke again, it was no longer difficult to speak, and the young man said:

"A birthday present from twelve years ago."

"Sir, from today onwards, every year on his birthday, okay?"

"Okay."

Mr. Ren half-lowered his eyes and opened his lips: "The premise is that there is you on every birthday." ”

Jing Mian swallowed saliva.

He also promised: "Okay." ”

Mr. Ren also took something out of his coat, and when Jing Mian saw it clearly, he realized that it was a bunch of keys, flickering alone.

It is the key to the third drawer.

The key was crossed into his palm, the texture of the metal was slightly hard, and it was burned by the temperature of human beings, and Mr. Ren's voice was low: "It was originally mine." ”

Jing Mian was slightly stunned.

It's a birthday present.

When he was kissed down again, he became gentle and strong, and one by one, it became deeper and deeper, and Jing Mian's legs were soft.

He heard the gentleman say:

"It's always been mine."

It doesn't seem to be a birthday present.

With the last twist of the door key, there was a click.

The door opened.

Their voices were faint, but the voice-activated lights dimmed, and he was clenched by one of his arms, and with only a slight exertion of force, his shoes lifted off the ground.

When I entered the house, the temperature warmed up a lot, and the heavy coat became redundant, especially since the air was already so hot, and this atmosphere vaguely felt like it was going to be done.

It's been too long since the last time, Jing Mian doesn't know if he can sleep tonight, the club is finished, and he has to go to training tomorrow...... Thinking wildly, the young man noticed that Mr. Ren was kissing him while pulling off his black tie with one hand.

“……”

Jingmian's heart was beating wildly.

It was probably the first time that he intuitively felt the handsomeness of Mr.

"What are you thinking?"

This momentary distraction was also discovered.

Jing Mian's voice paused for a few seconds and said, "I want to think about this time last year." ”

"We're kissing too."

Mr. Ren stopped.

"When you first went to my house?"

"Hmm."

At that time, it was the first snow, and the Maple Leaf Community was snow-white, and Mr. Ren's car was lonely, and the headlights turned off the snow and fog, carrying him to his new home.

It's so close, but it's far away.

Jing Mian said: "Mr. took the initiative. ”

Mr. Ren's expression was gentle, revealing a very shallow smile: "It's me." ”

The two looked at each other and remained silent.

Mr. Ren said, "Kiss me." ”

Jing Mian's face was hot, so hot that even his joints turned red.

The back of the neck was a little stronger, and when Jing Mian kissed it, the moonlight was obscured by the thick fog, and it gradually darkened.

He touched the water, and he tasted it.

And his husband turned against the guest and attacked the city and plundered the land.

When the air was plundered and gradually deprived of oxygen, and his head was dizzy, he heard Mr. Ren speak: "What I said just now, repeat it again." ”

“？”

Jing Mian said blankly: "Which sentence?" ”

Mr. Ren kissed him: "Every word." ”

Jing Mian felt that there was no place on his face that was not hot, he forced himself to recall it, barely remembered a little, and said, "Mr. is my premise." ”

Under the encouragement of the other party, the words that were originally difficult to say were slowly loosened and poured out:

"I'm selfish towards my husband."

…

"I want us to fall in love."

Jing Mian thought about it and added:

"Happy birthday."

Being bitten by the Adam's apple with light and slow force, Jing Mian successfully trembled, and heard Mr. Ren's voice say, "I heard it." ”

The bite was licked again.

Jingmian Adam's apple rolls.

His husband is so good.

He was dizzy and hot.

Jing Mian's ears were red, the place where he had been kissed became moist, his breathing was light and heavy, he paused, and added a sentence that could not be heard lightly:

"I like sir."

The other party bowed down for a moment.

Mr. Ren lowered his eyes and looked at him, the fingertips holding the back of his neck tightened, as if rubbing into the flesh, and his voice changed:

"I haven't said that."

"Didn't you say that?"

"It's the first time you've said it."

Jing Mian smiled: "It may have fallen." ”

"Can't be left behind." His voice was gentle and tough, and Mr. Ren said, "Say it again." ”

Jing Mian's whole body was hot.

The hand on the other's shoulder was loose, excited and groggy.

"I like sir."

"Not enough."

Jing Mian's Adam's apple rolled down, and it was bewitched so that it was crispy and soft, as if it had been soaked in wine.

In the next second, the voice became lighter, as if he didn't want Mr. to capture it.

He tightened his arms around the man's neck to prevent the other party from seeing his expression, and said in Mr. Ren's ear:

"I love sir."

……