You are harder than AK

Chapter 32

It was late at night, there was no one on the empty street, the street lights were dim, and some of them were broken.

They held hands and walked slowly along the road side by side, as if they could go on like this until they turned white, quietly, without being disturbed by others, without caring about other people's eyes, and without thinking that the world would not tolerate them.

After walking a long way, Liang Liang stopped, and Han Ran stood still in front of him.

He stepped on two steps, half a head taller than Han Ran, and looked at him calmly, his eyes were gentle, like water, as if melting the galaxy at night.

Both of his hands were held in the palms of Han Ran. The wide palms brought him strength and a sense of security. The big hands held the small hands, and the fingers interlocked. In the cool air, the palms were slightly hot, warm, and Just right.

He stood under the street lamp, the orange light hit his face, the lines of his face became soft, his smile was shallow, warm and moist like jade, it was a bit less glamorous than iceberg snow lotus, and more approachable of vanilla.

Even so, Han Ran still felt insecure and uneasy, feeling that he would disappear in the next second, the lights became dimmer, the wind blew the leaves, the branches swayed, the shadows were faint, and Liang Liang's face was so beautiful that it was unreal.

He is like a free kite, he seems to have grasped his rope, but in fact he has not grasped it.

It's not that he is worried about gains and losses, but he has always understood that people like Liang Liang can only be possessed if they are willing to land.

This person should only exist in the sky, how many times can the world hear about it?

He didn't dare to breathe, fearing to disturb the person in front of him, he tightly clenched Liang Liang's hands, and couldn't help but approached him, getting closer to those mouthwatering thin lips.

"Wait a minute." Liang Liang interrupted him, pushed his shoulders, opened the distance between the two, took two deep breaths, and said with a serious face, "Han Ran, I have something very important to tell you."

"What do you want to tell me?" Han Ran stared at him without blinking, asking casually, giving people a kind of calmness without fear even if the sky is falling.

His hand brushed past his ear, and he subconsciously dodged it. Han Ran was taken aback, paused for a moment, and took some scraps of paper from his hair, which he had accidentally put on while playing the game.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

Liang Liang bit his lip, lowered his head, and looked at his toes. The ground was wet, and the surface of his little white shoes was stained with mud.

After hesitating for a long time, he decided to tell him straightforwardly, "I won't go with you guys in the playoffs. There are still some matters here that I need to deal with myself."

Han Ran froze for a moment, retracted his hand, and clenched a fist at his side. He didn't growl, and his tone was very calm, but his trembling hands exposed the complexity and entanglement in his heart.

He lowered his eyes, couldn't see the expression in his eyes, his voice was hoarse, a little soft, and he lost his voice in a short sentence, "Is there something that even I can't say?"

Liang Liang couldn't think of any other powerful excuses, so he had to break the jar and bite the bullet and said, "It's a very important thing that I can't talk about right now. I'll tell you when you come back from the game."

Han Ran looked at him deeply, trying to find a flaw in his eyes, but his deliberate disguise was too clever.

It's hard not to feel trusted.

"I don't agree." He refused coldly, turned around and left, but Liang Liang grabbed his wrist.

The latter's attitude was also very tough, although his tone was soft, but with firmness that could not be rejected, "Han Ran, I am not asking for your opinion, I am just telling you that I have made this decision."

Han Ran turned his back to him, and laughed at himself, "So my thoughts are so dispensable?"

Liang Liang regretted it when he said it. The words were too hurtful. He hurt the enemy a thousand and hurt himself eight hundred. He walked up to Han Ran, sighed, and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, it's just this It's urgent, I don't have time to discuss it with you."

His wrist was deteriorating in an uncontrollable direction, and the doctor advised him to undergo surgery as soon as possible.

Han Ranhong stared at him, and asked in a trembling voice, "How many things are you hiding from me?"

Liang Liang was silent.

"If you don't go, I won't go either." Han Ran dropped a sentence, bypassed him, and walked back.

Liang Liang became anxious, and stood behind him and shouted, "If you don't go, we will break up."

Han Ran paused, turned around abruptly, strode towards him, took his arm, pushed him against a tree, pinched his chin, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you threaten me?"

Liang Liang's eyes widened, and he looked at him without blinking, like a frightened rabbit.

Han Ran thought he was frightening, and blamed himself a little, but Liang Liang suddenly came up to him and kissed him, and whispered to comfort him, "Don't be angry."

There was nowhere to vent his anger, as if he had hit the cotton, Han Ran laughed angrily.

"What am I going to do with you?" he asked to himself, hitting the trunk with his fist.

Liang Liang subconsciously closed his eyes, and his fist landed on the side of his ear. He heard him panting heavily by his ear, and said in a low voice, "You just rely on me to like you."

It seems to be a compromise, mixed with helplessness.

He was always at a loss when facing Liang Liang, knowing that he had dug a hole for himself, but he would still jump down without hesitation.

Seeing that this method is effective, Liang Liang heaved a sigh of relief, put his hand in his arms, lowered his head and kissed it, and said softly, "Play well, I'll go over when I'm done with my work here." Looking for you."

"I can't fight well if you're not around." Han Ran lay on the side of his neck, and said sullenly, his attitude eased, and if he couldn't be tough, he would be soft, "I don't want to go alone."

"You are not alone, there are Green and Mixiu." Liang Liang persuaded him patiently. Seeing that he was still reluctant, he threw out another trump card, "After you finish this game, we will get back together."

Han Ran had been thinking about the nominal boyfriend status for a long time.

Han Ran raised his head suddenly, stared at him with burning eyes, his brows were furrowed and then loosened, and he could see the entanglement in his heart.

It is really difficult to choose between a one-month separation and a legitimate couple status. He wants everyone to know that Liang Liang is his.

"Why are you always forcing me to make choices?" He asked dejectedly, his tone low.

Liang Liang thought for a while, it seemed so, he had nothing to say.

"Okay, I can promise you to stay, but you have to promise me three things." Han Ran didn't want to let himself suffer, so he made a three-chapter agreement with Liang Liang, "Every day I will video with me, and I want to watch you sleep; After the game, you must tell me everything you have been hiding from me, and you are not allowed to hide anything from me in the future; when you come back this time, follow me to Taiwan to get a license, and you are not allowed to leave me for more than three days in the future.”

Liang Liang's face twisted together when he heard it, and his head grew dizzy when he heard the last one, "Get a certificate?"

Did he sell himself?

Han Ran plausibly said, "You are too worrying, I have to put my mark on it."

"You are the overlord's clause," Liang Liang accused him angrily, clicked his tongue, and asked, "What if I don't agree?"

He pressed forward, pressed against him, and whispered, "Then I'll fuck you right here."

Liang Liang looked at him and smiled lightly, "I'm afraid of this? If you do that, I promise to hide far away, so that you will never find me for the rest of your life."

Han Ran rubbed his hair, and said lightly, "I'm not afraid of spending a few years in prison and locking you by my side so that you can't go anywhere."

Liang Liang looked at him in surprise, mouth shut, Han Ran kissed his lips, and asked with a smile, "Captain, have you figured it out?"

"You are ruthless." Liang Liang compromised.

Satisfied, Han Ran walked back with his arms around him.

The street lamps stretched the figures of the two people very long, and they cuddled up to one side intimately. They were deeply affectionate and envious of others.

On the way back, Liang Liang was still struggling unwillingly, "Should I reconsider the matter of obtaining the certificate? Is it too early?"

Han Ran hugged his shoulders, squeezed his tender face, and said lightly, "Yes, as long as you go to the city with me, you can wait until you get the certificate."

Liang Liang sighed, and said dejectedly, "Forget it then."

The two had their own thoughts, and instead of going back to the dormitory, they went to a hotel.

Liang Liang absent-mindedly followed Han Ran, following every step. He didn't notice that he had asked for a sex suite. Once he entered the room, he realized that something was wrong. It was too late to run away. On the cold glass, the hot breath made the eyes foggy.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the light falling from the top of the starry sky was dim, giving it a special atmosphere.

Han Ran took off his pants.

"What are you doing?" he yelled in panic.

He couldn't see the situation behind him, but it was very lively outside, with a lot of traffic and people coming and going, their floors were not high, and the building opposite was still lit. Although he knew that this kind of glass could not see the inside, he still felt very nervous. Burdened.

Han Ran leaned into his ear and smiled softly, "Didn't you say you're not afraid of this? It should be more comfortable in front of so many people."

Liang Liang yelled, "Are you crazy?!"

He was too nervous, his whole body tensed, Han Ran rubbed his waist to help him relax, kissed his soft earlobes, and coaxed softly, "You know, they can't see you."

Liang Liang's waist was softened by his rubbing, unable to support the glass, he slid down, was supported by Han Ran, turned over in his arms, faced each other, and kissed so hard.

The meaning of parting is stronger.

The next day, Liang Liang didn't get up and didn't go to the airport to see them off.