Heal without medicine

Chapter 13

Time is good at washing and killing everyone until they gradually change.Lin Qi doesn't seem to like to remember the people and things around him. He is always tired of giving, always lukewarm, and has an extremely indifferent personality, but those who know him well know how much he values ​​feelings.

He just didn't want to be seen by others, felt embarrassed, and felt that it was unnecessary.

So why would you want it now?

He Lan Mingxu sat on the sofa in Lin Qi's house, and looked at this small apartment. The decoration of the room was mainly in cool colors, and it seemed as unkind as Lin Qi.But through the half-open door, one can see that Lin Qi's bedroom is full of warm colors.

There was a pot of dewy roses on the balcony, in full bloom, the bright red color was like Lin Qi's lips.He Lan leaned on the sofa, Lin Qi brought the wine bottle and the cup together, and just put it on the table, He Lan suddenly said out of nowhere: "Ke Kee likes to run around, the flowerpot at home is broken many."

Lin Qi was stunned for a moment before realizing that He Lan was talking about the roses on his balcony, so he sneered and sarcastically said with half truth and half falsehood: "You started wondering what your son looks like before you even wrote the horoscope? "

He was obviously a little nervous, all his fingers gathered together, pinching the cup tightly.He Lan turned his head to see Lin Qi sitting next to him, and took a sip of red wine against his lips. There were still a few scratches on the side of his face that had stopped bleeding. He drank a little, and frowned slightly, not very happy. Then the Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed forcefully.

He Lan remembered the first time he drank beer, it was the lowest alcohol beer, and he thought it was bad, so he got drunk in one sip, and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and pointed at his face and said that my boyfriend was so fucking handsome.

Nine years is enough to change a person beyond recognition.Over the years, He Lanmingxu felt that people around him came and went, even Qingzhou had been refurbished, Guoanmen was built, old towns were razed to the ground one after another, tall buildings rose from the ground, housing prices skyrocketed, shared bicycles were everywhere, Liu Guang is easy to throw people away, this hometown is no longer the hometown in memory.

So many people and things are subtly changing one by one, and so is Lin Qi.

But does Lin Qi dare to say that he has let go?

"You said drink, why didn't you give me a glass." He Lan moved the red wine bottle an inch closer to the front, but when he wanted to pour the wine, he found that there was no glass.

Lin Qi turned his head slightly, and looked at He Lan in surprise and disbelief.His capacity for drinking is much better than before, and he can't just down a glass, his eyes clearly reflect a miniature of He Lan Mingxu.Lin Qi looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, then answered the question, "You have always had this hairstyle in high school."

He hardly takes the initiative to bring up the past.He Lan pinched the slender neck of the wine bottle, then let go of her hand, and said, "Sheng Ya is very strict. Boys' hair can't exceed the ears, and I'm too lazy to cut it often."

But He Lan is many times prettier than those people who carefully stick to the length of their hair and hover around the illegal line.

Lin Qi said "oh", and He Lan said, "I only started growing my hair after I got out of the army, but I'm actually used to it."

"Then why cut it off again?"

"Because I want you to feel that I haven't changed and you haven't changed when you look at me." He Lan Mingxu put his hand on Lin Qixuan's hanging wrist, the movement was very light, which was completely different from his cold and hard temperament Soothing and gentle.He held Lin Qi's wrist little by little, and the simple contact between this inch of skin shocked both of them. He Lan then asked: "So looking at my face, do you still remember how much you liked it before?" me?"

Lin Qi was still holding the glass, and while changing hands for the red wine glass, he began to practice Tai Chi again, evading: "This kind of wine is not good, but if you hold it in your mouth for a while, you can barely taste a little sweetness. .”

He Lan couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to turn him around and interrogate him clearly.Lin Qi had already drank the remaining half of the cup in one gulp, and he didn't need to twist his shoulders. He had already let go of his hand, and took the initiative to press over, grabbed He Lan's neck, and kissed him almost bitingly.

The wine glass didn't know where it fell, but it must have shattered on the ground, but no one paid attention to it.

The astringent taste of the red wine spread between the lips and tongue, and He Lan was pushed unexpectedly, and his back hit the soft sofa cushion without pain.All his attention was focused on Lin Qi, and he felt as if in a dream, unbelievable, but more indescribably bitter.

Speechless, goodbye for nine years.

Some people say that besides hugging, kissing is another intimate behavior that makes lovers feel at ease.He Lan couldn't understand it at first, but now he understands it. From the strands of his hair to the soles of his feet, he believes that it is absolutely the truth.Silent thoughts are like a prairie fire suddenly ignited, burning the whole body hot, and the possessive desire hidden in the bottom of my heart cannot be controlled, let alone restraint.

As usual, He Lan reached out to hold Lin Qi's face, only to find that his cheeks were also extremely hot.

Lin Qi didn't taste the sweetness of the red wine, only knew that He Lan Mingxu seemed to be eating him.This person is still so strong when he kisses, he wants to take the lead, and he wants to hand over the heart and soul of the person he is kissing obediently to him.

Lin Qi hadn't been so intimate with someone for a long time, not only his cheeks were hot, but he was so weak that he couldn't withstand a single blow. Not long after, he was thrown off, pressed on the sofa, and his hands and feet were trapped.

The sound in the room diffuses along with the mellow aroma of red wine, sometimes it is slight, and sometimes it is intense. Fortunately, the door is thick and the furniture is soft, so it will not make people worry about leaking secrets.The shackles in Lin Qi's heart were stretched to the extreme, almost breaking apart.

Lin Qilue was a little dizzy, and felt that enough should be enough, so he woke up first, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's almost enough..."

He Lan made his hands and feet ache, and he felt a little numb when he loosened. Lin Qi sat upright by himself, feeling like a broken rag doll.Taking a quick look, He Lan Mingxu was not much better, his suit was wrinkled, a few buttons on the neckline were broken, and there were red wine stains on the side of his lips. He was very unsightly.

Lin Qi then said, "You look like a rag doll that I spoiled."

"Don't be joking." He Lan didn't quarrel with him, he was very close, and whenever he spoke, he would touch Lin Qi's chin. The force was so strong that he asked, "You..." His voice suddenly stopped end.

Because Lin Qi suddenly looked away.

He Lan seems to be tough, and he is indeed strong in every aspect, but he doesn't want to make things difficult for Lin Qi.If Lin Qi had something to hide, if Lin Qi had hidden a scar that was so deep that it might never fade away, he would not force Lin Qi to tell him who left the wound and how it was left.

Because Lin Qi is a person with too high self-esteem, he has hated the emotion of "sympathy" since he was a child.When they met a beggar on a date, a passer-by lamented their sorrow. Lin Qi said, "Poor ass, crying for strangers, is your head stuffed with the compassionate meat cut from Guan Yin?"

Then when he passed by, he threw down a few big red bills with a tired face. When others thanked him, he cursed them again.

baffling.

So he can't be forced, He Lan doesn't even want him to speak out, it's best never to say it, don't recall it.He thought, it would be great if bad memories could be erased manually.

"...Where is your bathroom?" He Lan finally asked.

Lin Qi signaled a direction, he nodded, got off the sofa, and when he walked over, Lin Qi suddenly grabbed his ring finger.

Lin Qi's eyes were still moist, like glass soaked in water. He frowned and said, "Did we play a game when we were bored? It's called Seven Days Later. Do you remember?"

It was too boring before, the two of us could only watch movies and go for a walk together.Only Yueqing has many tricks and organizes various outings and gatherings all year round. Lin Qi took He Lan with him after chasing him, and played this game that only two people can play.

The rule is: couples repeat what they want to say to him inadvertently, and then guess each other after seven days, and they can only guess three times.If you're not a couple, pretend to be a couple.This game conceived by Yue Qing has matched countless couples of teenagers and girls, so it was very popular in Qingzhou No. [-] Middle School for a while.

Because the point is not to guess what the other party wants to say, but to pretend to be a couple and get along for seven days.

Lin Qi hesitated and said, "...I want to try it with you once."

He Lan's heart beat suddenly, Lin Qi had obviously broken himself and felt ashamed, so he pinched his ring finger very painfully after he finished speaking.He lowered ||, kissed Lin Qi on the temple, and said softly: "I can't ask for it."

Lin Qi slapped himself more than a dozen times amidst the splashing bath water, thinking that he must be crazy.He turned around and hit the sofa again, and accidentally tore the wound, only to realize that he was in pain, probably from the fight with Lin Yifan.

He got up and went to the balcony to breathe. The early morning wind was chilly, and the rose petals were shivering in the low temperature. Lin Qi took it indoors, watched it carefully for a while, and decided in his heart to name it Kokau.

He Lan came out after taking a shower, wearing Lin Qi's bathrobe. The two of them were of the same figure, but Lin Qi was a little thinner, so it didn't look weird.There was a faint scent of fruity body wash on his body. Lin Qi had already gone to the room to find a new one, and before entering the bathroom, he said to He Lan, "Just wait here, don't go anywhere."

Because Lin Qi's tone was very serious, He Lan really didn't dare to move.He sat upright on the sofa for a while, feeling obsessed with cleanliness, and couldn't bear to see the mess in front of him, so he took a broom to clean up the broken glass and wiped off the spilled wine on the table.

As soon as he cleared the tea table, Lin Qi opened the door and came out from the bathroom, his wet hair was messy, dripping water soaked the collar of his pajamas, the neckline was too big, and his collarbone was obvious and sunken.He Lan was afraid that something would happen if he took another look, so he quickly looked away.

Lin Qi rolled up a towel and wiped his hair randomly, standing there thinking, he was wondering where to put He Lan Mingxu tonight, he wanted to kiss and kissed, and it started after seven days, let him sleep in the study?Sleeping on the sofa?bed?

It's all wrong, the bed is too close, and the sofa is too distant.

Fortunately, He Lan never wanted to make things difficult for him, and said with empathy: "Just now I looked at it online, and it kept barking. It must be hungry. I'll go home and feed the cat." He walked to the bathroom, feeling distressed again. He frowned, tilted his head and said in a low voice: "I don't want to wear the clothes I changed, can you lend me one?"

Lin Qi was leaning against the door, with his arms folded, but after hearing this, he threw his arms down, raised his eyebrows, his eyes fluttered, and sneered, "You fucking took a shower at my house at three o'clock in the morning and then drove home? You Could it be sexual dysfunction?! What kind of cat are you feeding?! Get the hell out of here!"

After he finished speaking, he strode towards the bedroom. He Lan followed behind with a smile.

Lin Qi's room is warm and green, and the decoration is very pleasing to the eye.There are still many celebrity posters on the wall. He Landuo took a look, and Lin Qi opened the closet with a bang, pulled out the spare quilt and pillow from the closet, and said, "This used to be a girl's room. After I bought it Converted to bedrooms, but not redecorated."

Things fell on the floor, He Lan stepped forward to spread the quilt by himself, Lin Qi sat on the edge of the double bed, hooked his feet and kicked He Lan's shoulder, He Lan continued his movements as if nothing happened.Lin Qi was suddenly in a good mood, squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "Mr. He, you can sleep on the floor tonight."

He Lan showed a slightly unacceptable expression, turned her head and said, "Don't call me that."

He also found that Lin Qi's smile was too good-looking, and He Lan Mingxu couldn't help but stop looking. Lin Qi's slightly curved eyes were in his eyes, like a newly opened peach blossom branch, which was really attractive.

Lin Qi likes to play against others the most, and immediately said: "Mr. He, is there still a big fish tank in the villa?"

"Pretend, why not pretend." He Lan tidied the floor, sat cross-legged on the ground, held Lin Qi's ankles, and pinched his hands slenderly.He looked down, his eyes were hidden under his eyelashes, and he couldn't see clearly, but Lin Qi felt that the place where his ankle was touched was a little hot.

In order to get rid of this ambiguous atmosphere, Lin Qi wanted to say something to disgust him, so he moved his feet and said, "What are you doing looking at? Could it be that Mr. He wants to kiss my precious foot?"

"I think about it a little bit." He Lan admitted, he stroked Lin Qi's protruding ankle bone with his thumb, then really lowered his head, put his lips against the bone, and kissed it lightly.

Lin Qi stepped on his shoulder, and a small electric current surged uncontrollably behind him. He still barely wore a mask of fierce teeth and claws, cursing dryly: "Pervert."

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