I Treat You as a Brother

Liu Xiaochang, a successful man with experience leading everyone in this room, humbly asked two laymen for advice.

"When you were there, did you ever cry because you were too happy?"

After he finished asking, the whole dormitory fell into silence.

Fang Mo and Xu Xiran didn't even dare to look at each other because they were guilty and overwhelmed.

"Hello? Hello?" Liu Xiaochang was a little embarrassed, "Talk to me."

Xu Xiran looked dull and licked his lips: "...Is this topic a little too personal?"

Obviously, he had nothing to share, he just wanted to hear it.

"Can't we talk?" Liu Xiaochang tilted his head.

Although he knew it was not from his original intention, and it was very inconsistent with what he wanted to discuss at the moment.But that movement matched his appearance, it looked like he was showing off his cuteness.Fang Mo relaxed for a moment, and was actually so cute.

"Cough!" He coughed loudly, "I think... Your partner may not want you to share this with others..."

Hearing this, Liu Xiaochang immediately frowned, feeling embarrassed: "Really? That's right... forget it."

After he finished speaking, he lay down and quickly sighed lightly again.

Fang Mo originally thought that he was trying to show off, but looking at his current appearance, it seems that he is not.He was unavoidably curious and struggling, when Xu Xiran spoke.

"Did you encounter any problems? Tell us and let everyone give you an idea."

Fang Mo couldn't help but look sideways.This straight boyfriend is too interested in the bad topics among gay men.

Liu Xiaochang immediately sat up, opened his mouth, closed it again, hesitated for a few seconds and spoke again: "Uh, it's like this, I have a friend..."

Fang Mo looked at Xu Xiran, and found that Xu Xiran was also looking back at him.Then the two nodded in unison.

"Oh, what's the matter with your friend?"

"He recently had a very exciting affair." Liu Xiaochang lowered his head, pointing fingers as he spoke, with a trace of unconcealable excitement in his tone, "But... some confusing things happened during the process. "

"Tell me?"

Fang Mo dragged the seat all the way in front of him, sat down, and took out the unfinished seaweed from the drawer last time, planning to eat while listening.

"That's right, at that time the other party kept crying and crying," Liu Xiaochang said, "Tears kept falling. It was hard to tell whether he was really sad or felt too good."

After he finished speaking, there was only the sound of eating seaweed in the air.

Liu Xiaochang looked at them a little embarrassedly, then lowered his head and continued to add: "My friend is quite confident in this aspect... so I always thought that I played too well... But Thinking about it afterwards, it's a little strange... If you really feel so happy that you cry, you should be very satisfied, right? Why do you put on your pants and have such an unfriendly attitude when you wake up?"

He finally finished talking, blushed and raised his head to look at Fang Mo who was right in front of him: "What do you think?"

Fang Mo opened his mouth, and his hand holding the seaweed froze in mid-air, motionless and silent.

Liu Xiaochang shifted his gaze to Xu Xiran.

Xu Xiran suddenly lay flat, and stretched out his hand to support his forehead: "What's going on, I seem to have a fever again, my head hurts so much."

Liu Xiaochang looked back at Fang Mo again.

Fang Mo had no choice.He carefully put down the seaweed, and then asked tentatively, "Could it be that you really hurt people?"

Liu Xiaochang lowered his head and fell into deep thought.After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head: "It's my friend!"

After speaking, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Liu Xiaochang's expression gradually loosened and finally gave up on himself: "Okay, it's me."

"Actually, you can ask him these questions," Fang Mo said, "Don't you have any means of communication other than body?"

Liu Xiaochang sighed: "The physical communication is too intense, I didn't pay attention."

"...Then what about after the communication," Fang Mo said, "can you use your mouth to do something serious? Didn't you ask?"

Fang Mo bet that a person like Liu Xiaochang would definitely confidently ask Yang Lin if he was serious or not, after waking up.

"I asked, of course I did. But he seemed very unwilling to communicate with me. I thought he was shy," Liu Xiaochang said. "After all, he cried a lot during physical communication, but he was still in other places. ...It's quite honest. I didn't feel right after I came back... I was a little worried that he was really unhappy."

A picture almost appeared in Fang Mo's mind.He shook his head, trying to clear it immediately.

"He didn't reply to the message I sent just now." Liu Xiaochang frowns.

Fang Mo felt that he might have been infected under the influence of Xu Xiran, and after a while of reasoning, he came up with an incident that he thought was very credible.

The two of them fought for [-] rounds after opening the room in a fit of anger, and Yang Lin was very happy all night.After waking up, facing Liu Xiaochang's self-satisfied attitude and questioning him repeatedly, he couldn't hold back his face for a while, and became angry from embarrassment.

He thought for a while, and then he had an idea: "There is a way, maybe we can know how he felt yesterday."

Liu Xiaochang immediately asked: "What way?"

"He ignores you, so don't go to him," Fang Mo said. "In a week or so, when he has almost recovered, you can contact him again and ask him..."

"what?"

Fang Mo lowered his voice, sneaking: "Just ask him if you want to make an appointment."

"..."

Liu Xiaochang didn't say a word.And there were some noises from the bed behind Fang Mo.

"If he still ignores you, it may really feel bad," Fang Mo said, "If he agrees...you understand."

Liu Xiaochang obviously understood.His expression became a little unnatural: "But in this case, wouldn't our relationship become..."

Xu Xiran, who had been lying on Fang Mo's bed and pretended to be dead for a long time, suddenly said, "Do you like him?"

Liu Xiaochang pursed his lips and remained silent.

His appearance looked a little painful, Fang Mo couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and didn't know what to say to comfort him, so after struggling for a while, he handed out a piece of seaweed.

"Eat?"

Liu Xiaochang reached out to take it and sighed.

"Think positively," Fang Mo tried to give him a little confidence, "I should really cry because I feel so good."

"That's not good thinking," Liu Xiaochang frowned, "Doesn't it mean that he doesn't like me at all?"

Fang Mo's heart was suddenly touched.Preferring to believe that his skills are poor, Liu Xiaochang may be more serious about Yang Lin than he thought.

"Will you cry when you do it because it feels so good?" The distressed Liu Xiaochang asked a big question again without warning.

Fang Mo gasped, then shook his head cautiously: "No, no way."

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked back.The eyes of Xu Xiran met unexpectedly.

Xu Xiran was looking at him thoughtfully.

The eyes of the two were deadlocked for less than two seconds, and Xu Xiran pulled Fang Mo's quilt and covered his head completely.

"My head hurts so much." He said sullenly under the quilt.

Fang Mo's mind was in a mess, and he turned around in a daze, only to find that Liu Xiaochang was looking at his mobile phone screen with surprise.

"He got back to me." He said.

"What?" Fang Mo immediately stretched his neck, "What's the answer?"

"I asked him if he was not feeling well," Liu Xiaochang said, "He said it's fine, don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he put down his mobile phone and looked relieved: "It's fine."

Fang Mo immediately hated that iron could not be made into steel: "You are stupid! He said it's okay, it's okay, if you like someone, hurry up and care about him!"

Liu Xiaochang hesitated: "Why do you care? What do you say? Does it still hurt?"

Fang Mo was helpless: "Do you know where he is now? If you know, go to him. Caring for him is more sincere than sending a message."

Liu Xiaochang was a little demented: "Huh? But I don't know."

Xu Xiran's muffled laughter came from behind him.

Fang Mo took off his strength and pointed to his mobile phone: "Then you should ask!"

Liu Xiaochang fiddled with the phone for a while, and quickly left the dormitory.

Before he left, he thanked Fang Mo and Xu Xiran, and at the same time showed a subtle smile.

"There is an opportunity to communicate more." He said.

Xu Xiran looked up at the ceiling, Fang Mo looked down at the concrete floor, and no one responded until the sound of closing the door.

If Liu Xiaochang and Yang Lin can really be together, Fang Mo would be happy to see it happen.These two people, at the beginning, one wanted to fuck Xu Xiran and the other wanted to be fucked by Xu Xiran, but now the extra Xu Xiran was removed, they were a perfect match, which was great.

"I used to think he was a very sophisticated and tactful person," he sighed to Xu Xiran, "I don't know if I was too blind or he was too good at putting on airs back then."

Xu Xiran had already lifted the quilt, turned her head and squinted at him, and didn't speak.

"What are you doing?" Fang Mo felt awkward.

Xu Xiran raised his hand and pointed to the corner of his eyes: "People with moles here like to cry."

Fang Mo quickly came back to his senses, his face was red, and he tried to stare at him: "You are sick!"

"Really," Xu Xiran said, "my wife is."

Fang Mo sat down with his back facing him: "Who is your wife!"

"Xiaoyao," Xu Xiran said in a natural tone, "You don't even remember who my wife is, do you have a fever too?"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and soon lost his temper.

"I don't remember what you said when you were so stupid this morning," he said loudly, "You said Xiaoyao is a fake wife, you don't want a fake wife."

Xu Xiran didn't make a sound.

Fang Mo couldn't help turning his head and found that this guy was in a daze.

"Really," he asked, "and who is my real wife?"

Fang Mo stood up: "You've been single all day long and you've known YY. Go back to your room and don't lie on my bed."

Xu Xiran sat up reluctantly: "You are so cruel to me, I'm still sick."

As soon as he showed weakness, Fang Mo couldn't help but soften his heart.

Anyway, I will definitely have to help Xu Xiran bring dinner later, and it won't be too late to drive him back to have a good rest after eating.Why don't you just let him sleep for a while?

Just as he was thinking, Xu Xiran stood up and walked slowly to the other side of the bedroom.

"Is this mine?" He said, took his coat from the hanger at the end of Fang Mo's bed, held it in his hand and looked at it.

Alarm bells rang in Fang Mo's heart.Before he could stop it, Xu Xiran had already found the location of the zipper.

"It's not broken? Isn't it good..." He glanced at Fang Mo while talking, "If it's not broken, I'll take it back."

Fang Mo was unhappy, and couldn't find an excuse to stop him.

"Whatever you want." After he finished speaking, he turned around and lay down where Xu Xiran had just been lying down, "Take your coat and go."

Xu Xiran looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and then hung up his coat.

"Forget it, if you like it, I'll send you off." He said.

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he was overwhelmed by shame: "No. I didn't mean to lie to you about your coat, I..."

He just wanted to deceive Xu Xiran's coat on purpose.But not because I like coats, but because I like Xu Xiran.

Xu Xiran laughed: "You look good in your clothes."

"..."

"This is one of the few clothes I can get my hands on," Xu Xiran said, sitting on the edge of the bed, "My mother bought it for me. This brand seems to be quite famous, right?"

He didn't recognize it, but Fang Mo did.It is a trendy brand that has just become popular abroad in recent years. There are no special counters in China, so it can only be purchased on behalf of others. It is quite difficult to buy.Not very expensive but not cheap either.

Xu Xiran may have seen that he is keen on dressing on weekdays, and tacitly agreed that he would like this style.

Fang Mo didn't want to be misunderstood by him as being greedy for petty gain, and he was not willing to give up this great opportunity.He struggled for a while, then climbed off the bed: "Otherwise... I'll change it with you. My cabinet is over there, see if you like it, take it as you like."

"No need," Xu Xiran said with a smile, "Your clothes are all gaudy, and I can't find anything to match them. You're wearing strange clothes."

Fang Mo didn't want to give up the chance to let Xu Xiran wear his clothes.He dragged him to the closet and opened the door: "There are simpler styles too. Here, for example, this one, it won't be tight for you to wear."

Just as he was about to take out his clothes and force Xu Xiran to try them on immediately after he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

It's Zou Shun.

"Take it!" Fang Mo couldn't help but stuff the clothes into Xu Xiran's arms, and then pressed the answer button.

He had a bad premonition in his heart.Comparing his heart to his heart, in the same situation, if everything goes well, he will never find time and mind to call Zou Shun.

Sure enough, Zou Shun's tone on the other end of the phone sounded extremely depressed.

"Momo, what should I do," he said, "I can't find him."