"I like you." & Autumn Namesake Mountain is open to traffic!

Sixty-one:

Chen Yu didn't answer, just raised his head and kissed him.

But Qing Ling doesn't want his kisses, he wants his answers.

"Do you like me?" He continued to ask.

"Do you like me?" Chen Yu asked him rhetorically.

Qing Ling said, "You tell me first, you tell me first that you like me."

Chen Yu did not speak.

Qing Ling suddenly became a little difficult.

He pressed the heartbeat of his men, and he said, "Fishy, you said you liked me."

Chen Yu took the hand that he had pressed against his heart, and he said, "Go to sleep."

He kissed him, and kissed him again, "It's late at night."

Qing Ling was lost for a moment.

He leaned against Chen Yu's chest, but the hand that was supposed to feel his heartbeat was held by Chen Yu, and he couldn't feel his heartbeat.

All that peace and security seemed to vanish without a sound.

"Little Fish, I won't like you if you don't first love me, love me very much, and tell me very clearly that you love me." Qing Ling heard herself say this.

Honest, frank, but without emotion.

"It's unfair, but, that's just the way I am. If you're trying to wait for me to fall in love with you and me to tell you I love you first, well, you're not going to be able to wait."

He let go of Chen Yu's hand, and slowly sat up, "I'll go back tonight first, tomorrow I'll ......"

He didn't finish his words because Chen Yu also sat up and hugged him from behind.

"I like you." Chen Yu interrupted him.

Without hesitation, without hesitation, he inclined his head and kissed the side of Qing Ling's face, coaxing him softly, "I like you."

Soft, warm, and with a full dose of cherishing and love.

"You know full well don't you? I like you."

Qing Ling sat on the bed without moving.

Chen Yu just hugged him and kissed him tenderly, repeating over and over again, "I like you."

He could sense that Qing Ling was not in the right mood.

Starting with the first words he said after he held his hand himself.

He spoke too calmly and sadly, without emotion, and without seeming to expect it.

This is a Qing Ling that Chen Yu is not familiar with, especially when Qing Ling sits up and gets ready to leave.

He's never been like this before.

There had never been a time when he would have run away from something like this.

It would be obvious that he wasn't crying, but he was radiating this sadness.

"I like you." He rubbed Qing Ling's cheek and spoke softly.

He did want to wait for Qing Ling to like him as well before he confessed to him.

He didn't want to shave his head and not be able to see Qing Ling's heart, but rushed to hold out his favorite.

Introverted and somewhat arrogant by nature, he's in his first relationship and instinctively wants to protect himself from getting hurt in the relationship.

But Qing Ling is not in the right mood.

Qing Ling wants him to admit that he wishes he had been loved first.

So Chen Yu chose to obey and fulfill his wish.

He used to say to him, "It would be nice if you favored me more in the future."

He wants to be favored, Chen Yu remembers, and remembers that he promised him.

He loosened his arms around Qing Ling's waist and cupped his face to make him look at him, kissing him slowly on the lips, "If I don't like you, who else would I like? Silly."

Qing Ling's heart sank and she hugged him, kissing him fiercely.

He kissed him roughly, sharply and messily, and bit him a few times every now and then, and couldn't resist burrowing into his arms to strip him of his clothes.

Chen Yu cried and laughed as he coaxed him, pressing his hand to let him lean into his arms.

"Really like me?" Qing Ling asked.

"It can still be false."

"Maybe you like it for a few days and then you don't like it again."

Chen Yu smiled and went to kiss him, "How come?"

He touched Qing Ling's face in the darkness and coaxed, "I can't let go."

Qing Ling looked up at him, not seeing clearly in the darkness, and he reached up and pressed the light on, looking at him without blinking the moment it came on.

Chen Yu looked at himself in his eyes, a small but clear one, and he lowered his head to kiss Qing Ling's eyes.

Then he heard Qing Ling say, "Little fish, let's do it."

Chen Yu froze, Qing Ling looked at him with a smile, and he said, "I want to do it."

He came closer to Chen Yu , his bright eyes were full of Chen Yu's reflection, he said, "Little Fish, I want to like you, even though I'm not completely in love with you right now, I want to like you, so let's both try a little bit harder, you try to like me all the time, and I'll try to completely fall in love with you as soon as possible. Okay?"

Chen Yu reached out and stroked his face, rubbing his thumb over his lower eyelid as he tenderly said, "Good."

Qing Ling wrapped her arms around his neck, raised her head, and went to kiss him on the lips.

While kissing, he went to undo the buttons on Chen Yu's pajamas.

"Have you thought about it?" Chen Yu said softly.

Qing Ling gave a smile, "What's there to think good or bad about."

Chen Yu pressed his hand, a smile in his eyes, "So what if I told you that I didn't prepare a condom at home."

Qing Ling froze.

He thought about it and gritted his teeth, but his voice was light and soft, "Then you should exercise some restraint when you get there, and don't get it inside me, or it won't be easy to clean up."

Chen Yu didn't expect him to say yes, he was actually lying to Qing Ling, he just wanted to tease him and let him reconsider.

But I didn't expect Qing Ling to say yes.

Chen Yu Suddenly his heart softened and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

He mouthed the words I'm not completely in love with you yet, saying that if you want to wait for me to fall in love with you first, you can't wait.

Yet he was willing to step back carefully at times like this, when he clearly wasn't fully into himself.

He always felt that he couldn't see through Qing Ling because she was always so calm and relaxed, she seemed to like him, and she also seemed to be fine with leaving him.

But at this moment, Chen Yu felt that he seemed to see clearly.

He was trying really, really hard to like himself.

The birth of love is never controlled by a person, Qing Ling has no way, in his own like him, and accordingly back to his own a like.

But he was trying so hard, trying to give back such a feeling of his own.

So step by step, step by step, he walks very seriously in the love of two people.

He tried so hard to keep up with him, tried so hard to feel his true heart, and tried so hard to love himself.

Chen Yu was a little distressed.

"There's no need." He said, "We're not in a hurry, we can take our time, and we can do it when you like me."

Emotional things are never a two-way street, and it's not Qing Ling's fault that she hasn't fully fallen in love with him yet, so he doesn't need to condescend.

Nor do they need to, trying so hard to cater to him.

They had a long time ahead of them, they had plenty of time to wait for the other to approach them, so he was in no hurry.

But Qing Ling shook his head and he said, "I want it."

He looked at Chen Yu with a firm yet gentle gaze, "I want to do it with you, I want to have you, not just mentally, but physically . Physically."

"It's okay, it's fine if you don't get it in, really." Qing Ling said seriously.

"You're not afraid of pain anymore?" Chen Yu asked.

Qing Ling smiled and touched his face, trailing off lovingly. Ling Ling, "It's good that you don't let me hurt you."

After he finished speaking, he kissed the corner of Chen Yu's lips, pulled his hand and placed it on his waist, and whispered, "You're gentle."

Chen Yu gave a low "hmm" and pressed him into his arms.

He kept kissing Qing Ling, and reached out another hand to pull open a drawer and take something he had prepared earlier.

Qing Ling opened her eyes between kisses and laughed softly at the sight, "Liar."

Chen Yu didn't say anything and only lowered his head to kiss him.

"Teasing you," he said, "I'm afraid you'll regret it."

"Then don't make me regret it." Qing Ling hooked her arm around his neck, her eyes shimmering with light, reflecting the watery look in his eyes.

He looked at Chen Yu , his index finger tracing his eyes as he said, "I never regret anything, so don't make me regret anything."

"Good." Chen Yu promised.

He took hold of Qing Ling's fingers as they moved around his eyes and planted a gentle kiss.

It was Qing Ling's first time. Chen Yu was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so his hand movements were always very gentle. Qing Ling hugged him, and his overly white face slowly turned scarlet, like a touch of rouge on the snow.

He felt Chen Yu's movements and unconsciously leaned against Chen Yu's shoulder, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder and raising his head again for him to kiss him.

Chen Yu kissed him obediently and dropped another kiss on the corner of his eyebrows.

Qing Ling just leaned against him, feeling the tenderness and affection he gave.

It was a feeling and experience he had never had before, new but not unpleasant.

He had been alone for too long, had walked for too long, and he was clad in armor and fearless.

But it can also be lonely and isolating.

He was going too fast, yet too slow, so fast that he didn't know where he was going, and so slow that there seemed to be no end in sight.

It was as if he saw a man appear in front of him, who reached out his hand as if to pull him along.

He tentatively put his hand on it, and in an instant the sky turned, and he could see the weeds growing under the rocks, the flowers blooming behind the shrubs, the glacial snow melting, and the carp, which had been sleeping all winter, leaping out of the water with a splash.

The sun and the moon are high in the sky, and heaven and earth are alive.

He leaned back against the tree and closed his eyes sleepily.

All night on the sand and the birds on the pool. The clouds are breaking and the moon is coming, and the flowers are showing their shadows. Heavy curtains cover the lamps, the wind is uncertain, the people are quiet, tomorrow the falling red should be full of paths.

Qing Ling is asleep.

Peaceful, serene.

Chen Yu watched as he nestled in his arms, removing his disguise in a rare moment and revealing a hint of softness and vulnerability.

He always hides it well, he's obviously only twenty-two or twenty-two years old and hasn't graduated for long, but he always looks like he knows everything and isn't afraid of anything.

He curses Bai Ling, dislikes him for being stupid and thinks he's a b*tch, but still tries hard to break him down and tell him what he should and shouldn't do.

He treats both Tong Shu and Bai Ling as children, thinking that those who have not entered society are children, so he tries hard to give them the greatest fairness and happiness in an accident that has nothing to do with him.

But he, himself, had only just entered society.

Chen Yu hugged him, slowly hugging him tighter, his heart filled with heartache.

He was aware that Qing Ling had changed, and that it was nothing like the day they first met and got married.

But he doesn't know what prompted Qing Ling to change.

He seemed to have a lot of secrets, a lot of things on his mind that he kept hidden and unspoken.

Chen Yu wanted to know, but he didn't dare to ask.

He thought that if Qing Ling loved and trusted him enough in the future, then he would tell himself.

Chen Yu gently caressed the side of his face, dropped a gentle kiss, took him into his arms and closed his eyes.

Qing Ling woke up late the next morning, he opened his eyes in a daze and froze for a moment when he saw that Chen Yu was there.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm not here, where am I supposed to be?"

"At home." Qing Ling said sleepily, "You came to visit again, so early."

Chen Yu was amused by him, pinched his face and went to kiss him again, "Silly you, you've killed the movie and came back last night."

Qing Ling's consciousness finally came back slowly, not only remembering that she had gone home from the shooting, but also remembering that they had driven the car.

"You didn't put my pajamas on when you were done." He whispered as he felt the warmth of Chen Yu's skin.

Chen Yu hugged him, very righteous, "You were asleep, I was afraid of waking you up, so I didn't wear it."

"Then you didn't dress yourself either." Qing Ling poked him, "Rascal."

"Isn't that only fair?" Chen Yu said, "I'd be a hooligan if I dressed me and not you."

Qing Ling smiled and rolled over onto her back with a flourish, "You're not working today?"

"There's no rush." Chen Yu said.

"Then let's do it again."

Chen Yu:!

Chen Yu thought he was quite receptive.

"You figure it out."

Qing Ling helped him take out the condom, "Same as yesterday, no getting it in."

Chen Yu touched his ear and leaned in close to whisper, "Good."

Qing Ling smiled and went to kiss him.

Chen Yu pressed the back of his head and kissed him, then rolled over and pinned him to the bed.

Qing Ling hooked onto his neck and teased him from time to time. Chen Yu was so excited by him that he kissed him and teased him at the same time, pinching Qing Ling's face to make him call him husband.

Qing Ling refused, leaning up to kiss him.

When it was over, Chen Yu carried Qing Ling to take a bath.

The two were intimate in the bathroom some more, and Qing Ling looked in the mirror after brushing her teeth and felt like her mouth was about to break.

He glared at Chen Yu, who looked at him with a smile and even touched his head in passing.

The two went downstairs together and had breakfast that wasn't really breakfast.

Chen Yu didn't want to go to the office, so he just stayed at home.

Qing Ling wanted to go back to her bedroom, but Chen Yu dragged her to the study and forced her to work with him.

Qing Ling casually took a book and looked at him helplessly, is this the hard parting after driving a car?

Dual communication between body and mind really makes a difference.

The little vinaigrette turned into a little catfish, too clingy.

Chen Yu looked at the helplessness in his eyes towards himself and only felt that he had recovered at this time and was back to his usual self.

He reached down and lifted Qing Ling onto his lap.

Qing Ling doesn't understand, "What?"

"Nothing, hugs."

Qing Ling: ......

Qing Ling took the book and knocked him on the head, "Work hard Mr. Yu, it's already eleven o'clock, expect you to know."

"Mrs. Yu is really strict." Chen Yu sighs.

"Nonsense, what are you going to support me with if you don't work hard."

Chen Yu nodded, "That's true."

He hugged Qing Ling, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered, "After all, I like you so much."

Qing Ling sniffed and raised her eyelids to look at him.

Chen Yu looked at him with a smile and went to kiss him on the lips.

Qing Ling lifted her hand on his shoulder and responded to his kiss.

When the kiss was over, Qing Ling stood up, took her book and walked over to the sand cube.

"Work hard." He looked at Chen Yu.

After that, he sat down on the couch and started reading.

Chen Yu always wanted to take him into his arms when he looked at his bowed head and quiet demeanor.

He thought that he had probably never really loved anyone before.

He'd seen so many people vulnerable, quiet, sad, and in need of protection.

Bai Ling is fine, so is Yanyu Qin.

But he'd watched, never wanting to take the other man into his arms, wanting to keep him where he could see him if he lifted his eyes.

Only Qing Ling, who only last night, saw him in a different and unusual light.

It wasn't even about being vulnerable, and yet he couldn't bring himself to take his eyes off of him.

If only Qing Ling was a cat, then he could hold him and keep him in his arms all the time.

Chen Yu knew that Qing Ling didn't need his protection or his pity, he had the ability to stand on his own.

But he still couldn't help but want to hold the umbrella open for him and give him a piece of peace under it.

On this day, he wanted to give Qing Ling a gift.

A gift that could replace him.

If he couldn't have Qing Ling in his arms all the time, then there had to be at least one thing that would keep him company, that he could see and be reminded of himself.

And for others to see and know that he belongs.

Chen Yu slowly withdrew his gaze and started a new day's work.

Qing Ling didn't move to sneak a glance at Chen Yu until he had withdrawn his gaze.

He flipped through the book in his hand, but his mind was not on it.

Last night's events were unexpected yet not what he expected.

What he had expected was a breakthrough in their relationship.

What he didn't expect was his confession to Chen Yu.

Qing Ling doesn't think he lacks love. Maybe he did once, but he's long past the age of lack of love.

Nor does he feel he is incapable of loving people, and he rewards the world with kindness, and he treats everyone with a willingness to lend a helping hand.

All he lacks is the ability to fall in love with someone else in love, and the ability to believe in his marriage that he can grow old with the other person.

What a person encounters, happens, and experiences during his teenage years inevitably affects his growth and later.

The original family imprints everyone differently, but everyone is influenced by it in one way or another.

Qing Ling felt that he was not much affected by the fact that he was not degraded by his teenage unhappiness, gloomy, sad, and feeling that the world owed him something.

But he was also well aware that he did suffer, which was why he had been single for so long, with no aspirations for love or marriage, only a vague lack of confidence.

It wasn't as if there hadn't been people chasing after him or passionately liking him in those times before he'd crossed over, it was just that he didn't accept it, he rejected it, and he didn't even want to try.

His love, far more difficult than ordinary people, even now, God directly let him wear into the book, directly help him lock Chen Yu .

He also thought Chen Yu was very good, Chen Yu was very much to his liking, he was even willing to try, but his liking for Chen Yu still fell short of the standard of love.

Of course he liked Chen Yu, but that liking was too thin.

If they are not married now, then he is afraid that he will not have the courage and confidence to marry Chen Yu under the effect of this fondness.

Qing Ling doesn't like this version of himself, but he knows very well that this is the real him.

He knew Chen Yu was waiting for him to come closer, for him to like him.

But he didn't know how long Chen Yu would have to wait, whether he would one day get tired and weary and choose to give up on him.

So he confessed his thinness last night, in that particular atmosphere, under the rattling of I don't know which nerve.

He expected Chen Yu to be surprised, to be unfair, to be sad, or to ask after him in disbelief.

He didn't want to face such a Chen Yu, so he wanted to leave first, but Chen Yu hugged him.

There was no surprise, no questioning, no indignation or resentment, he just said "I like you" over and over again.

The words that he had never wanted to volunteer were stated over and over again, last night.

Qing Ling thought that he would probably never meet anyone more suitable for him than Chen Yu.

He fulfilled everything he wanted, was gentle, tolerant, understanding, gave him plenty of space, and would show that he cared about him by being jealous from time to time.

He is happy when he sees Chen Yu, and he doesn't want the other person to be sad because of him, and he doesn't want to let Chen Yu go to someone else.

He's his.

Although he is not completely in love with Chen Yu yet, but he wants to like him and love him so strongly, then he will definitely fall in love with him completely.

Qing Ling is a firm believer.

For the first time in his rare life, he held on to love like never before.

He smiled involuntarily, as if sunlight had bloomed in his heart.

He stopped turning pages and looked up at Chen Yu who was not far away.

"Fishy." He whispered.

Chen Yu looks up at him, "What's wrong?"

Qing Ling looked at him with a smile, the sunlight shone on his face, his smile was like the sky brushed with rainbows, fresh and translucent, he curved his eyes as if starlight resided there.

He beckoned Chen Yu to come over.

Chen Yu suspiciously put down the mouse and walked over.

Qing Ling signaled him to bend over, and Chen Yu smiled and whispered, "Mysterious."

He stooped down close to Qing Ling and then saw Qing Ling come closer to him.

When their foreheads met, Qing Ling smiled and said to him warmly, "Kiss me."

Chen Yu thought he was going to say something, but he didn't realize that he had circled around to this, he rubbed the side of Qing Ling's face and tenderly kissed him with his lips in his mouth.

Qing Ling hugged him, flowers blooming in her heart.

If in this world, if in his life, he will definitely like one person and will be with him, then he believes that person must be Chen Yu .

They were not destined for each other, but they somehow met in this world. He will not be a passer-by, he will be Chen Yu's returnee.