I can't control my emotions
The familiar face was mature and handsome, with deep features. Every inch of skin on the face seemed to have been carefully carved by an angel, and it was as perfect as the compassionate and tolerant statues of ancient Greek gods.
The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes also add a sense of maturity and stability to the man. He is reliable and strong, but his deep eyes reveal unclear emotions, like loss and depression, and like a medieval gentleman. He is elegant, but if you touch his heart, you will feel freezing cold.
Li Xuan's gentleness seems to remain only on the surface, discouraging those who want to go further.
His gentle eyes once again looked at the two figures that had already gone away, and the corners of his lips were forced to rise. Li Xuan finally suppressed his emotions and helped his elders into the car.
"Grandpa, be careful."
"Oh, my old bones are still very strong. Xiaoxuan, are you worried about something?"
The old man got into the car and looked at his little grandson in front of the door with a kind smile.
Li Xuan subconsciously denied it and replied with a smile: "No, Grandpa, I'm very happy."
The old man nodded, and when Li Xuan relaxed, he slowly extended his hand. Li Xuan quickly reached out and took the old man's hand, "Grandpa?"
The old man's hands were warm. He gently patted Li Xuan's hand, and then a kind and hoarse voice sounded: "You have grown up, and Grandpa can no longer see through your thoughts."
"But Xiao Xuan, people can't always live in the past." At this moment, Li Xuan understood the meaning of his grandfather's words.
"I understand, Grandpa."
"Don't forget your old friends when you return home. Go out with them more often, make more friends, and get to know more different people. Grandpa is old and feels sleepy after walking a few steps. I won't accompany you young people any longer, so I'll go back first."
The old man withdrew his hand after he finished speaking and nodded his cane. Li Xuan stepped back and replied softly, "Then you guys go back first, and come home later."
The family members left one after another. Li Xuan stayed where he was. Suddenly he realized something and ran in another direction.
Li Xuan's mind kept replaying that familiar figure, and he felt resentment and jealousy welling up in his heart. "He's very happy now."
Even if five or ten years had passed, he would never forget that figure. It was Fang Huai. He had changed, not the same as before. He would laugh unrestrainedly and boldly hold the hand of the man next to him. They stood together and looked very compatible.
One is romantic and affectionate, the other is gentle and reserved, but they are inexplicably annoying to Li Xuan.
Why?
Why?
Fang Huai smiled easily and without any worries. It was a smile that came from the heart, a smile that she had never experienced before when she was with him.
Li Xuan thought back to the years they had spent together, but he couldn't find a scene that could compare to what he had just seen. He and Fang Huai had known each other for so many years, but he had never seen that kind of smile on his face, a smile that came from the heart, relaxed, natural and bold.
His chest seemed to be filled and squeezed by countless stones. Why?
Why has Fang Huai never smiled at him like this before?
Li Xuan used to think Fang Huai was okay. He didn't understand love and didn't know how to express love. He was willing to teach and wait, but... that dazzling scene ruthlessly shattered his self-deceiving rhetoric. Fang Huai could love and express love, but the object was not him.
Li Xuan, who is called a gentleman by everyone, has jealousy engraved on the stone in his heart.
Suppressing his complicated emotions, Li Xuan dialed the number he knew by heart.
"Hello?"
"Xiao Huai."
Kong Lingyu, who was standing by, was holding an ice cream and handed it to Fang Huai's mouth with a smile. Fang Huai subconsciously opened his mouth and was chilled by the ice cream. Kong Lingyu smiled with glee, but when he saw Fang Huai frowning, he hurried over to wipe Fang Huai's mouth.
"Li Xuan?" Fang Huai recognized the man's voice on the other end of the phone and called out his name.
Kong Lingyu paused while wiping Fang Huai's mouth, and his eyes suddenly became dark.
He stood beside Fang Huai, holding Fang Huai's hand, and didn't care even if the ice cream in his hand melted.
"I'm sorry I don't have time."
Kong Lingyu couldn't hear Li Xuan's voice on the phone, but his brows relaxed slightly after Fang Huai refused without thinking. He once again attentively handed the ice cream to Fang Huai's mouth. Fang Huai took a sip helplessly and then shook his head, indicating that he didn't want it. After Kong Lingyu understood, he ate the ice cream in a few bites.
Fang Huai listened to Li Xuan's words with a calm heart.
Li Xuan returned to China and wanted to ask him to meet, but Fang Huai didn't want to go now, so he decisively refused.
Li Xuan sighed with feigned regret, "I thought our friendship wouldn't fade away just because we broke up, Xiao Huai, am I right?"
"I came back this time to deal with some domestic matters, and I won't be returning to the country again. Even so, you don't want to see me again?" Li Xuan stood not far away, looking at the two of them longingly, his lips moving in and out.
"Are you still angry about the unpleasantness from last time?" After Fang Huai refused, Li Xuan's mouth twitched, and he continued to look at the two close people and asked.
He stared at Fang Huai's expression intently, his hands clenched involuntarily, making a squeaking sound. He was waiting for Fang Huai's answer, waiting for Fang Huai, who was not a ruthless and decisive person, to accept his invitation.
Li Xuan's heart suddenly sank, because Fang Huai turned his head to look at Kong Lingyu next to him. They didn't know what they said, but Fang Huai actually took the initiative to hold the man's hand.
About two minutes later, Fang Huai's gentle voice came from the phone, "I'm not angry, Li Xuan, let the past be the past."
Li Xuan achieved his goal, but he was not happy at all.
"Then let's meet at the usual place tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock."
Li Xuan met Kong Lingyu's gaze, hung up the phone, and shook the phone at Kong Lingyu provocatively.
Kong Lingyu just looked at him coldly, and immediately responded when Fang Huai called him, holding Fang Huai's hand tightly, thinking to himself: You have no chance, you were out long ago.
The next day, early morning.
Fang Huai looked at Kong Lingyu busy in the kitchen, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Because Kong Lingyu exuded a faint resentment, Fang Huai helplessly touched Xiaomai, who was diligently cleaning the living room at his feet. He carefully and tentatively raised his hand towards the kitchen and weakly called out, "Kong Lingyu."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Kong Lingyu turned around, knife still in hand, and looked at the man and machine outside with a smile.
Ever since Kong Lingyu upgraded Komari's system, she has become very good at reading people's expressions. When she finds that something is wrong with her masters, she decisively chooses to flee the scene.
"What's wrong, Mai Mai?" Kong Lingyu's face was gentle, but Fang Huai felt a chill on his back. Fang Huai pointed at the knife that was shining coldly and said, "Are you angry?"
Kong Lingyu was stunned when he heard this, and his expression froze for a moment, but then he returned to normal. He put down the knife, raised his hand to take off the apron with childish patterns, and said as he walked out, "Why are you angry? How could I be angry with Mai Mai?"
Fang Huai lay on the sofa, propping up his face and said, "But the expression on your face doesn't mean that."
"Hahaha." Kong Lingyu suddenly rushed to Fang Huai, pinched Fang Huai's face itchyly, and quickly dodged the flying pillow after Fang Huai reacted.
"I'm not angry, just... just a little upset."
Kong Lingyu placed the pillow next to Fang Huai, sat down and spoke.
Fang Huai placed the pillow on his legs and said, "No."
There was clarity in his clear eyes. Fang Huai lowered his eyes and said in a serious tone: "Don't feel uneasy."
Fang Huai knew why Kong Lingyu felt uneasy. He reached out and hooked Kong Lingyu's little finger and said, "You are my current boyfriend."
"Kong Lingyu, we need trust and frankness between us."
After Fang Huai finished speaking, he couldn't stand Kong Lingyu's burning gaze anymore, so he lowered his head and rubbed the soft pillow.
Kong Lingyu saw Fang Huai's embarrassed little gesture and his heart softened: "Yeah, I get it."
The corners of his lips curled up, his eyes full of Fang Huai. He took Fang Huai's hand and said, "I'll wait for you in the car."
Fang Huai was about to refuse. Although Kong Lingyu wasn't very busy recently, there was no need to waste time on this matter. However, when he met Kong Lingyu's gaze, he swallowed the refusal that was almost on his lips, curled his lips and said, "Okay."
He was about to pull his hand back when Kong Lingyu quickly grabbed it, holding Fang Huai's hand against his face and saying, "Is this my compensation?"
After saying that, Kong Lingyu took Fang Huai's hand and slid it all the way down, across the high nose bridge, rubbing the hot lips, and then to the Adam's apple... all the way down, Kong Lingyu's body was very hot, so hot that Fang Huai's fingertips trembled constantly, and the feeling was transmitted to the fingertips through the thin cloth, causing layers of tremors.
Fang Huai has a typical cold white skin, but because of some unknown emotion, the joints of his fair and slender hands are pink. The pink fingertips sweep across every inch of the man's pale skin. The strongest color on Kong Lingyu's face is actually red. His lips are thin and red. When the pink fingertips sweep across his lips, he suddenly leans forward, kisses the fingertips with his hot lips, and gently bites the fingertips he has coveted for a long time.
After seeing Fang Huai embarrassed, Kong Lingyu slowly loosened his grip. His force was very small, leaving only a shallow mark on it, but his eyes were deep, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he was screaming in his heart: Not enough!
He wanted to leave countless marks of his own aura on the person he loved.
Fang Huai curled up his fingers and twisted them. The strange and ambiguous touch lingered on his fingertips. Fang Huai suspected that Kong Lingyu's body temperature was transmitted to every corner of his body through his fingertips.
He also didn't notice that the tips of his ears were so red that they looked like they could drip blood. Just as Kong Lingyu took his hand and reached into the open collar, Fang Huai quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned. "That's enough."
Kong Lingyu's eyes became very dark, like a black mamba snake preparing to eat. After Fang Huai withdrew his hand, he sighed regretfully. It was so low that it made Fang Huai's scalp tingle.
Fang Huai had the illusion that if he was a second slower, he would be eaten by Kong Lingyu.
"Puchi." The bad guy looked at Fang Huai, who was blushing, and the emotions in his eyes were finally restrained. He hugged Fang Huai, who was blushing, from behind. His chest vibrated and Fang Huai's heart beat faster.
Kong Lingyu's voice was hoarse, and he pressed his lips against Fang Huai's burning left ear and murmured, "Let's take it slow."
"But, Mai Mai, who is so shy that he's at a loss, is also very cute. I really want to tie you up in my arms and let our flesh and blood blend together."
Fang Huai rubbed his ears, covered his face and muttered, "Where did you learn all this nonsense?"
Kong Lingyu proudly kissed Fang Huai's earlobe and said complacently, "It's not something I learned, it's a natural talent, and I can't help but feel it."
Fang Huai was shocked by this guy's shamelessness. He was stunned for a long time before he uttered, "Kong Lingyu, hello..." How shameless!
Kong Lingyu raised his eyebrows, held Fang Huai in his arms, rested his chin on Fang Huai's shoulder and said, "Yeah."
"Only for you."
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