Concave love must have a convex

Zhang Wenbo was embarrassed.

He began to regret bringing Li Leyang into the factory on impulse, and now he was sitting in his office thinking that Li Leyang lived in the next room, so he couldn't concentrate on his work at all.

In the morning when he opened the door of the room and saw Li Leyang lying on the bed and smirking at him, he felt unreal, and there was an old man standing next to him watching the door, which made everything look more like an absurd dream. It was no different from his usual erotic dreams.

Cough, of course, the uncle only represents absurdity, not a dream of love.

Zhang Wenbo hurriedly said hello and then quickly closed the door and exited. He fled to the office next door, his heart pounding in his chest.

He thought, what should we do? I'm afraid that even he can't hide his feelings.

Zhang Wenbo looked at the snow-white wall with scorching eyes, as if he was about to burn a hole in it.

Li Leyang finally relaxed the moment Zhang Wenbo closed the door. He felt that the cast was not on his legs but on every inch of muscle in his body.

When Zhang Wenbo was discussing with himself in the morning, he agreed before his brain was functioning normally. At that time, he only thought that he could live with Zhang Wenbo anyway.

In the middle of the night last night, Li Leyang suddenly woke up from his dream. He smelled the smell of disinfectant and remembered that he was still in the hospital.

The surrounding area is not very dark, nor is it very quiet. The open door of the ward always lets in the light of the corridor, and occasionally you can hear the hurried footsteps of the nurses, the groans of the patients or the whispers of the family members.

The nurse didn't know where he went, only Zhang Wenbo was sleeping curled up on the narrow reclining chair. Li Leyang looked at Zhang Wenbo and thought to himself that it's a good thing he's relatively short. It's been a night.

But would he come to guard Zhang Wenbo's night if he changed himself?

And why does Zhang Wenbo need to keep vigil by himself?What disease could he have been admitted to the hospital?

Just thinking that Zhang Wenbo might get sick and lie weak on the hospital bed, Li Leyang began to feel distressed, although the person lying on the hospital bed was obviously Li Leyang himself.

Li Leyang thinks that he really likes Zhang Wenbo, even though he has a bad temper, a bad mouth and a bad attitude, but he still likes him very much, not like a friend, but like a lover, right?

Because Li Leyang tried to turn all the fantasies just now into Tong Zhou's face, for example, Tong Zhou entered the hospital, Tong Zhou was lying on the hospital bed, Tong Zhou looked at him weakly, Li Leyang felt that this must look sad, but no I know why there is always an irresistible feeling deep in my heart... the pleasure of killing harm for the people.

He thought this might be true brotherhood.

When Li Leyang was still thinking wildly, Zhang Wenbo suddenly turned over and faced Li Leyang. Li Leyang was so frightened that he quickly covered his head with the quilt.

But within a few seconds, Li Leyang lifted the quilt on his head again, thinking: What are you afraid of? What am I afraid of?What am I afraid of?Don't I just like him?

Like him, not terrible, right?

Li Leyang turned his head carefully, and met Zhang Wenbo's gaze.

"Why aren't you sleeping?!" Zhang Wenbo asked with a cold face.

It's still a little scary, Li Leyang thought.

"I can not sleep."

"If you can't sleep, you have to sleep."

"……Let me try."

After 10 minutes, Li Leyang opened his eyes and found that Zhang Wenbo was still looking at him. He was a little embarrassed and said, "I tried it, but I still can't fall asleep."

"You try again."

Another 10 minutes passed, and Li Leyang blinked at Zhang Wenbo.

"Hey." Zhang Wenbo sat up from the recliner, "Why are you so useless? You can't even recover from your illness. Tell me how you can sleep? Have you counted sheep?"

"I counted hundreds of them."

"Why don't you read novels?" Zhang Wenbo suggested based on his own experience. He would get dizzy after reading too many words.

"Waste eyes. Besides, it's easier to see the spirit." Li Leyang vetoed it.

"Then what do you say?"

"Or you could sing me a lullaby or something."

"Then you should stay awake." Although Zhang Wenbo said so, he stood up from the recliner and sat on the edge of Li Leyang's bed instead. He saw Li Leyang's quilt covered under his shoulders and pulled it up , covered Li Leyang's neck, and tucked up the left and right corners of the quilt, which was considered to be a tight cover for Li Leyang.

He reached out and touched Li Leyang's eyelids: "Close your eyes."

Li Leyang closed it obediently.

"Sleep." Zhang Wenbo ordered.

Before falling asleep, Li Leyang thought: I have to think about whether I like him because he is so aggressive.

After sleeping until the morning, Zhang Wenbo carefully discussed with himself about letting him live in the factory with him.

Li Leyang saw Zhang Wenbo's eyes filled with anxiety and anticipation when he spoke, and he immediately felt that he might be a little bit important in this person's heart, so Li Leyang felt that he could still like Zhang Wenbo, that kind of liking.

The princess in the back is holding something, Li Leyang is so beautiful that he wants to take off, he thinks that Zhang Wenbo's boyfriend is MAX, and he really wants to call everyone he knows to show off.

But really lying on Zhang Wenbo's bed, seeing Zhang Wenbo open the door and come in like a gust of wind, Li Leyang was still nervous and shy.

He thought what to do, I really want to share the bed with him this time.