As soon as this action was made, Wen Qingying’s body suddenly stiffened. Tao Ling felt that he had crossed the line a little and hurriedly wanted to take out his hand, but Wen Qingying took a deep breath and kissed him on his nape.
Unlike the previous cautious kisses, this time Tao Ling really felt Wen Qingying’s possessiveness. This feeling was too unfamiliar, but it almost instantly made him heat up.
Tao Ling was distracted by the excitement. He suddenly remembered that he had said in class that in the experience of spiritual practice under the spirit of ecstasy, the unfamiliar scene is one of the characteristics of the connection between man and God.
Before he could think clearly, Wen Qingying seemed to realize that he wasn’t concentrating. When he turned around, he sucked his lips hard with a hint of punishment.
This time Tao Ling confirmed that Wen Qingying’s current strength wasn’t simply caused by lust. He was already extremely unstable.
“Wen…” Tao Ling struggled.
Wen Qingying hugged him tightly, closed his eyes, tilted his head to facilitate movement, and even added a little more strength, sweeping and plundering between his lips and teeth. One hand was placed behind Tao Ling’s head to prevent him from retreating, forcing him to be unable to speak, so he could only swallow and breathe hastily.
With adrenaline soaring, Tao Ling’s heart was beating wildly, but he was more worried about Wen Qingying’s mood. In the end, seeing that he couldn’t change the situation, he bit Wen Qingying hard.
Wen Qingying felt pain, and his movements stagnated. After two seconds, he opened his eyes, stepped back a little in panic, and saw Tao Ling’s slightly frowning eyebrows.
At such close quarters, guilt dyed his eyes red. Tao Ling touched his face in distress and asked, “Wen Qingying, what’s wrong with you?”
After he asked, he wanted to find his phone, but Wen Qingying suddenly hunched over and rested his forehead on his shoulder.
Tao Ling was forced to lean back slightly with his waist tightly bound. He placed one hand around Wen Qingying’s neck, and the other hand was on his back, patting him gently while slowly calming his heartbeat.
When Wen Qingying stood up, the room was already very warm. Tao Ling looked at his face and found that his eyes no longer showed his previous loss of composure.
“Sir, can you stay here with me tonight?” Wen Qingying took out his phone and asked him.
Tao Ling approached, kissed him on the neck, and nodded.
The two of them were quiet for a while, and then both said that they wanted to go to bed at the same time.
Tao Ling had already showered before coming out, so Wen Qingying went to find pajamas for him to change into.
While Tao Ling was changing his pajamas, Wen Qingying went to the bedroom to tidy up.
Tao Ling wanted to know what he was hiding, but he still resisted his curiosity and didn’t go to look. He only guessed that it might be the book from last time.
The half-closed door was pushed open. Tao Ling was still buttoning his pajamas when Wen Qingying approached, slowly touched his wrist, and buttoned the last two buttons for him.
Tao Ling smiled and touched the back of Wen Qingying’s hand.
Then they sat together at the head of the bed, shoulders touching as they sent messages.
Tao Ling asked, “What happened today?”
Wen Qingying pursed his lips. Tao Ling squeezed to the side and got closer to him. Wen Qingying wrote, “I’m sorry, sir, I was too fierce just now; I shouldn’t have forced you.”
Tao Ling smiled: “It doesn’t matter; I’m your boyfriend; it’s natural for you to show your emotions to me.”
Boyfriend.
After Tao Ling finished typing, he chewed on it for a while. His fast heartbeats were a little unbearable; he couldn’t help but pinch Wen Qingying’s hand, tilt his head, and kiss him on the face, and then kiss the back of his hand.
After staring at this sentence for a while, Wen Qingying moved down a little.
Tao Ling raised his hand and forced Wen Qingying’s head to lean on his shoulder and watched him continue typing: “Sir is my boyfriend, and I’m sir’s boyfriend.”
Tao Ling nodded.
Wen Qingying: “I saw my uncle today; he looks like my mother. I was in a bad mood just now.”
Tao Ling asked, “Do you miss your mother?”
Wen Qingying didn’t respond this time but turned his head and pressed his eyes on his shoulder.
Tao Ling let him rest his head on his arm, wondering if he would cry, but Wen Qingying raised his head in a few minutes, and his gaze returned to peace again.
Although he knew that he was always quick to calm down, Tao Ling was still a little surprised, so he sent: “I said it’s okay; you don’t have to force yourself to hide your emotions.”
“It’s really okay, sir,” Wen Qingying replied, “I’m okay as long as I’m with you. I really like hugging you, and I also really like kissing you. Did I hurt you just now?”
Tao Ling hesitated, but he didn’t want to say the same thing again, so he said, “No, how could I be so easily hurt?”
Wen Qingying smiled, revealing his little canine teeth: “But I’m afraid of hurting you; whether it’s communication, action, or liking you, I’m afraid of hurting you.”
Tao Ling bit his lower lip, and his eyebrows raised unconsciously: “But I’m also a grown man, and I’m even older than you by five, six years.”
Seeing that Wen Qingying didn’t answer for a while, he asked again, “Were you originally not into men? But I don’t look like a woman.”
Wen Qingying shook his head quickly and replied, “The man I like is the sir by my side. I’m just afraid of hurting the one I like.”
“You won’t.” Tao Ling was resolute.
Putting down his phone, he turned around to hug Wen Qingying and whispered, “You are you no matter what, and it won’t stop me from liking you. Do you understand?”
It was late at night, and the two fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Tao Ling was half asleep when he suddenly felt a tremor on his neck. He slowly woke up and found that his neck was wet.
He was startled and woke up from his sleep.
He moved away slightly, turned on the night light, and looked back to see Wen Qingying trembling all over.
He frowned, and his eyes were tightly closed, but tears were falling from the corners of his eyes.
It looked like he was having a nightmare.
Tao Ling immediately held his breath and couldn’t decide whether to wake him up for a while. But his body moved first, and he had already laid down to hug him and stroke his head.
Wen Qingying continued to cry silently. Tao Ling patted his back and shouted anxiously in his ear, “Wen Qingying, Wen Qingying, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Dreams aren’t real.”
Knowing it was futile, he still rubbed his arms and said, “I’m here, I’m here; don’t be afraid. Wen Qingying, don’t be afraid.”
After a long time, Wen Qingying finally calmed down, but his eyelashes were still wet.
In the matter of love, Tao Ling finally understood what it meant to be heartbroken. He lowered his head and kissed away the remaining tears in Wen Qingying’s eyes, kissed his face, kissed his eyelashes, and kissed his eyebrows.
The salty taste made Tao Ling completely unable to sleep.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and he always suspected that Wen Qingying had been abused in the past.
When the person next to him began to breathe slowly, Tao Ling took out his phone and sent a message to Xia Chi: “Didi, let me ask you a question. Did Wen Qingying talk about his family when he was a student? Did his mother come to see him?”
After a while, Xia Chi replied, “Ling ge, you’re still awake?”
Tao Ling was startled: “How come you’re also still awake? I was even thinking of checking for your message tomorrow.”
Xia Chi: “I’m drawing.”
A few minutes later, Xia Chi’s message came again: “I only know a little bit. He’s from a reconstituted family. You can’t really say if his stepfather is good to him or not, but he is quite polite but also quite distant. His stepfather brought him an older sister, but I haven’t heard him talk about that person. He often talks about his younger sister. The two of them have a good relationship. She even came to school to see him.”
Tao Ling: “Hasn’t he talked about his mother?”
Xia Chi: “As far as I remember, he rarely talked about her, but I can feel that he has a very good relationship with his mother. Once we were playing a game, and when asked about the person he loved most in his life, he said it was his mother.”
Tao Ling sighed, turned his head to look at Wen Qingying’s quiet sleeping face, and couldn’t help but peck him on the lips and then asked, “Please help me again, and think about it. When he was a student, was there anything about him that was different from other people? Any aspect.”
“I’m counting on you, didi, please. This is very important to me.” Tao Ling said.
Xia Chi: “Ling ge, I understand. Qingying has always been like that, with a good temper and a good personality, and he is also very popular, but in fact, I think there are not many people he can trust. Since he came to Beijing with you, he must have a very good relationship with you.”
Tao Ling: “Then please tell me if you remember anything, anything about him, no matter how trivial it is.”
Xia Chi agreed.
Holding Wen Qingying, just as he was about to close his eyes, the phone suddenly vibrated again.
Tao Ling immediately clicked on the message and saw Xia Chi say, “Ling ge, I don’t know if I guessed wrong, but just listen to me, and definitely don’t tell him.”
“Because we were next-door neighbors in the same dormitory, we often played together and ran around, and he had a roommate who rented a house outside, so I often went to sleep in their room. If he had nothing to do on weekends, he would go home. Several times when he came back to school, I found that he had injuries on his body.”
“Injuries?” Tao Ling was startled and asked, “Did his family live in Beijing previously?”
Xia Chi: “Yes, in Beijing. There were all kinds of scars, including scratches. Most were purple. The most extreme one was that I saw a cigarette scar on his wrist.”
“At first we thought he had a girlfriend and was scratched by his girlfriend after quarreling with her, but he said he didn’t have a girlfriend and it was accidentally bumped or scratched by a cat.”
Tao Ling: “Where was the cigarette scar on his wrist?”
Xia Chi: “I only remember it was on the wrist. It’s been several years already. If you hadn’t asked me for anything unusual, I probably wouldn’t have remembered it. I felt that he was used to it. His attitude was very nonchalant. At first I was curious, but later I thought he had a large dog at home, so I didn’t ask.”
Tao Ling thanked him, turned on the flashlight on his phone, and pulled Wen Qingying’s left hand. Wen Qingying felt uncomfortable in his sleep and moved a little, so he immediately turned off the phone.
He held his breath and waited for a while. Wen Qingying didn’t move much, so Tao Ling breathed a sigh of relief and planned to pretend to go and look for it during the day.
He lay down again and hugged Wen Qingying, and then he finally fell asleep with a mess of thoughts.
