I Treat You as a Brother

After the figures of the two people disappeared completely, Xu Xiran and Fang Mo, who were still sitting side by side on the bench, looked at each other.

After a while, Xu Xiran, who was still in a state of shock, tentatively said, "They..."

Fang Mo stood up suddenly: "It's getting late! Let's go back!"

Zou Shun was already in a daze.After being forcibly erected by the two of them again, he struggled a few times, and soon became silent again.

Fang Mo handed the coat that was originally covering him to Xu Xiran and asked him to put it on.

When Xu Xiran took it, she thought something was wrong.It stands to reason that Fang Mo should take off his coat and return it to him, and then put himself on.But on second thought, Fang Mo might just be afraid of trouble.The relationship is good, and it's okay to wear each other's coats.

After walking a few steps in Fang Mo's coat, Xu Xiran suddenly became proud.

"Your clothes are a bit small." He smiled at Fang Mo, "I'm wearing them tight."

This top is a more slim fit and the fabric is not stretchy.After Xu Xiran puts it on, when he raises his arm, he will feel an obvious pull.

Fang Mo was noncommittal: "Do you want to change it back?"

Xu Xiran gestured to Zou Shun, who was in the middle of the two of them, with his chin: "There is no place to put this one. Let's make it right now."

Fang Mo suppressed a smile and nodded: "Then let's go faster."

After another half a minute, Xu Xiran spoke again: "Do you know what this means?"

"Ah?" Fang Mo didn't understand what he meant.

"I'm wearing this tight dress," Xu Xiran said, "It means that my shoulders are wider than yours, and my muscles are more developed than yours. My figure is better than yours."

Fang Mo turned his head and looked at him speechlessly.

"You still have the guts to dislike me for not having eight-pack abs." Xu Xiran said.

During the day, Fang Mo's speech in the cafe still haunts him to this day.

"I still have a little bit of information." He continued to emphasize.

Fang Mo was so shameless that he burst out laughing.

"More than that," he said with a smile, "you look better than them, and you are taller than them. You have a charismatic personality, and you don't need those abs for modification."

"...You are so insincere." Xu Xiran was dissatisfied.

"I'm serious," Fang Mo was still smiling, not looking at him when he spoke, "You are more handsome than all of them."

Not knowing whether he was talking ironically, Xu Xiran couldn't respond for a while, and his face couldn't help but burn a little.

Fang Mo continued: "Besides, it doesn't look good if you are too muscular. Your name is just right. One more is too greasy and the other is not enough. It's perfect."

Xu Xiran began to feel ashamed.In order to cover up, he cleared his throat, and then said awkwardly: "You have a sense."

It was uncomfortable to wear too tight, so Xu Xiran managed to take off the coat halfway with one hand.It's hard work carrying a person, but I don't feel cold.When Zou Shun was finally sent back to the dormitory, he was even sweating a little.

After arranging the drunk, he and Fang Mo went back to their own dormitories.After taking a shower and lying on the bed, he came back to his senses, his coat was still on Fang Mo.

He sent a message to Fang Mo, asking him to remember to return the clothes the next day.A moment later, a bad news was received.Fang Mo said that he accidentally broke the zipper of his coat.

"Why does something happen to my clothes as soon as they are in your hands?" Xu Xiran couldn't help complaining.

Fang Mo replied his voice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

He seemed to be already lying on the bed, and his voice was much softer than usual, with a drawn-out tone, a little lazy and rustling.

After Xu Xiran finished listening, ghosts clicked a second time.

After he listened to it three times, a new voice came over.

"I'll pay you one, okay? I have a lot of loose ones, you can pick whatever you want."

Xu Xiran thought to himself, last time you said you would buy a new one to compensate me, but there is still no sign of it.

Before he could finish typing this line, Fang Mo sent a new message, which had completely changed the topic.

"Liu Xiaochang didn't go back to the dormitory."

Xu Xiran replied with a series of ellipses.

"Tell me, what is he doing with your junior now?"

Naturally, he is proving that he is indeed a 1.The answer was so obvious that he asked specifically because Xu Xiran felt that Fang Mo deliberately wanted to talk to him about something inappropriate.

As a normal young man, Xu Xiran was naturally interested in such topics.But as a straight man, he is not very willing to think too much about children among gay men.

Fang Mo texted him again.

"Oh, I'm so envious. They all have sex, but I don't."

It seems that the night is quiet, and gradually unrestrained.Xu Xiran returned six points to him.

"Won't you be envious? Be honest."

Fang Mo sent text this time.

"I'm a little dizzy, maybe it's the stamina of the beer coming up."

Xu Xiran replied.

He didn't drink much, and he didn't feel anything until just now.But now after lying down, he felt that the whole bed was shaking slightly, as if he was sleeping on a boat.

Fang Mo turned a blind eye to his words, and the message he sent again still continued the topic just now.

"Honestly, have you ever been curious? Isn't it really cool for two boys to do that kind of thing?"

Xu Xiran frowned, looking at the phone screen, his mind was in a mess.He thought about something subconsciously, but felt that he shouldn't think about it, so he quickly drove those bad things out of his mind.

"are not you sleepy?"

He asked Fang Mo.

Fang Mo replied to the voice message again, still in that soft and tired tone.

"I can't sleep. I can't sleep when I drink coffee. It's all your fault."

Xu Xiran couldn't help listening to it a second time.

After listening, a new text message popped up.

"Tell me, what are they doing now?"

"Maybe a fight has already started after a disagreement, and I will come back tomorrow with a bruised nose and swollen eyes."

Xu Xiran replied.

Fang Mo fell silent.

Xu Xiran also sent a voice.

"I'm really dizzy, go to bed first. Good night."

He didn't sleep well all night.

The dream has been drifting, Fang Mo appeared from time to time in the dream, and said a lot of strange things to him.He felt that his brain was muddled, his head was heavy, his body was hot, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

This bad feeling lasted until the next morning.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, his roommate was standing by the bed and calling his name with concern.

He wanted to ask what's the matter, but when he opened his mouth, his vocal cords were so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

The roommate frowned and put his hand on his forehead, then immediately exclaimed: "It's so hot!"

Xu Xiran looked at him blankly, his thinking was slow, and his whole body seemed dull.

"What should I do? I'm going to class now." The roommate struggled for a while, then suddenly frowned, "Is your wife in the dormitory? I'll call him up for you."

Fang Mo appeared faster than expected.

As soon as he entered the room, he ran to Xu Xiran's bedside, and then put his hand on his forehead.Fang Mo's hands were cold, and Xu Xiran felt comfortable, so he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"Is it because you caught a cold last night?" Fang Mo withdrew his hand and became worried. "Go to sleep for a while, and I'll borrow a thermometer."

He was about to turn around and leave when Xu Xiran grabbed him.

"You're leaving me alone?" he said.

Fang Mo was a little at a loss.He looked at Xu Xiran who was holding onto the hem of his clothes dumbfoundedly, and after struggling for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He bent down beside Xu Xiran's bed, leaned over to poke in, dragged out a pillow, and stuffed it into Xu Xiran's arms.

"Your wife is with you," he said.

Xu Xiran stared blankly at Xiaoyao's pillow in her arms, frowned, and said nothing.

When Fang Mo walked to the door of the dormitory again, he finally recovered and complained.

"I don't want this fake wife."

Fang Mo looked back at him, then quickened his pace and ran away.

Xu Xiran hugged the pillow, feeling aggrieved in her heart.

He felt abandoned and alone, and all the discomfort in him was rapidly intensifying.

He thought he might be dying.When Fang Mo came back, he would see a corpse that was still hot.He will pay the price for his cruel abandonment.

It's so pitiful, Fang Mo doesn't want him, he only has Xiaoyao left.

Xu Xiran kept bubbling in his head, complaining about himself, immersed in sadness.Fortunately, Fang Mo came back not long after, with a bag in his hand, which contained a lot of things.

Fang Mo operated the thermometer at him, and he complained in a low voice: "You are so cruel."

"Ah?" Fang Mo looked puzzled, and then saw the number on the thermometer, and immediately became nervous, "39 degrees four, almost forty degrees. Go to the hospital to have a look?"

Xu Xiran hugged the pillow and shook her head: "I don't want to move."

Fang Mo is not considerate at all.With a serious face, he pushed away Xu Xiran's arm, pulled away the pillow, and tried to pull him up from the bed: "Get up, go to the hospital, hurry up. If you don't go to the hospital, at least go to the infirmary."

Xu Xiran was uncomfortable, but he had a lot of energy, and relying on his weight advantage when lying on his side, he stayed on the bed and refused to move.

Fang Mo worked hard for a long time, but the mattress was a little crooked, and Xu Xiran was still nestled under the quilt as firmly as Mount Tai.

He was so tired that he stood beside the bed and gasped for breath: "Are you three years old? Can you be more mature? Get up!"

After finishing speaking, he reached out to lift Xu Xiran's quilt, but Xu Xiran grabbed his wrist in time.The two tugged for a while, Fang Mo stumbled and fell on Xu Xiran's body without paying attention.

Xu Xiran suddenly screamed.

Fang Mo was also in a panic.He struggled to get up, but suddenly the person under him raised his hand and hugged him.

"You, what are you doing..." Fang Mo froze and moved slightly, "Let me get up."

"I won't go," Xu Xiran hugged him tightly, "I'll drink more hot water, and I'll be fine after I sleep and sweat."

"Then why are you hugging me!" Fang Mo buried his head on the pillow next to his cheek, his tone was anxious, but his voice was shaking.

"You took my Xiaoyao away," Xu Xiran said, "You take her place."

After he finished speaking, the whole room became silent.

Fang Mo stopped struggling and didn't speak.He lay on Xu Xiran's body, only a layer of quilt separated Xu Xiran's body.

"Why are you a little hot?" Xu Xiran said, "Do you have a fever? Did we catch the flu together?"

Fang Mo, who had been quiet for a long time, finally spoke, his voice was very small, with a little anger, but it didn't sound lethal, and it was softer than last night: "...you are mentally retarded."