As usual, Mu Qing accompanied Lin Qingye to finish his drip and sent him to the door of his house, just in time to run into Mother Lin who was driving back from overtime work.

Seeing her son and Mu Qing coming together, Mother Lin's face was full of surprise, she greeted Mu Qing warmly, parked the car in the garage and came home, and saw Lin Qingye pouring water in the kitchen.

Mother Lin asked Lin Qingye while putting the car keys and handbag on the cabinet: "Where did you go to play with Mu Qing? You came back so late."

"Hospital." Lin Qingye put down the cup.

"Hospital?" Lin's mother was taken aback, and quickly walked over and took Lin Qingye's hand to look around, "What are you doing in the hospital? Who is injured?"

Lin Qingye was speechless, thinking that his parents' hearts were too big, he had been late for a week in a row, and he didn't come to ask until the last day, but then he remembered that the parents of Mu Qing and Mu Ruo next door had seven or eight parents in a year. When Yue couldn't see anyone, he instantly regained his balance.

"I have a cold, and Mu Qing accompanied me to the hospital for an IV drip. It's been a while, and today is the last day." Lin Qingye pulled his hand away, explained in a few words, and prepared to go upstairs to wash and sleep, "Mom, it's getting late, and you should hurry up." Let's rest."

Mother Lin responded, then seemed to think of something, and called Lin Qingye again: "By the way, have you reconciled with that child Mu Qing?"

Lin Qingye pursed his lips, and said hesitantly, "It's sort of."

Hearing that Lin's mother's eyes lit up a few degrees in an instant, like a light bulb being turned on suddenly, she said, "Then do you know if Mu Qing has a girlfriend?"

Lin Qingye vaguely smelled gossip, he frowned and said, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Mother Lin smiled, and put her hands on the banister of the stairs: "I think Mu Qing is pretty good, he looks good and works calmly, and his grades are better than yours. The most important thing is that his family conditions are good, and we The family is well established, and I was thinking about making him and your sister a couple."

"..." The combination of Mu Qing and Lin Pei is extremely weird just thinking about it.

Although Mu Qing is indeed Lin Pei's obsession/obsession, if he knew that Lin Pei fantasized about him and the same sex every day, he would draw all the [-] poses with him and Lin Qingye as the protagonists on the On the computer, you may vomit blood.

So Lin Qingye said decisively: "Mu Qing doesn't have a girlfriend, but he already has someone he likes."

Mother Lin was taken aback: "Who is it?"

"It should be from a private school before, and I never saw him get close to any girl in No. [-] Middle School." Speaking of this, Lin Qingye suddenly thought of Qi Hui saying that An Shaohai liked Mu Qing, and felt a chill again.

Back in the room, Lin Qingye reluctantly wiped his body with a wet towel. Because he had to go to the hospital for infusion every day, he hadn't showered for a week. Fortunately, the weather gradually cooled down after school started in early September, and now it's not as hot as August .

After coming out of the bathroom, the screen of the mobile phone on the desk was on, showing three missed calls from Qi Hui just now.

Lin Qingye got dressed and picked up his cell phone to call Qi Hui back, when the cell phone rang suddenly, this time it was Mu Qing calling.

When answering the phone, Lin Qingye glanced out of the window subconsciously, and sure enough, he saw the slender figure standing in front of the opposite window. It seemed that Mu Qing had been observing his movements, and made a call when he was finished. come over.

"Are you still asleep?" Mu Qing asked.

Lin Qingye rolled his eyes, walked to the window, stabbed and closed the curtains, turned around and slumped on the sofa: "Aren't you asking knowingly, if you see me sleeping, you will call me?"

Mu Qing, who was bullied a lot, didn't care. He imagined Lin Qingye's puffed cheeks, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mu Qing's voice was low, and it was a little hoarse when he lowered his voice, but it seemed a lot sexier than usual. It suddenly reached Lin Qingye's ears, like a drop of water falling silently into a silent lake and melting quickly go in.

Lin Qingye swallowed, picked up the water glass on the table, and drank the cold water in the glass in one gulp, only then did he feel less hot and dry in his heart.

"What are you laughing at! Don't laugh!" Lin Qingye blew his beard and stared, "If you laugh again, I'll hang up the phone!"

Mu Qing quickly stopped laughing, and held back for a while before saying, "Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore, Xiaoye, don't be angry."

The long-lost address made Lin Qingye cough violently, and his cheeks turned red from coughing.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qing said immediately.

"Ahem... I'm fine, I just choked on drinking water..." Lin Qingye managed to calm down and kept patting his chest. He couldn't tell Mu Qing that he choked because of the nasty address he used when he was a child , After a while, he asked, "What do you need from me?"

"I'm outside your house, can you come out for a while?" Mu Qing said.

Lin Qingye got up to lift the curtain, only to see that the light in the opposite room was still on, and the people inside were gone.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Lin's father, Lin's mother, and Lin Pei were both asleep. Lin Qingye didn't want to disturb them, so he walked lightly to the entrance in the dark, pushed open the door and walked out. In a hurry, Lin Qingye bumped into the man standing outside the door. In that person's arms.

The man was wearing a very thin shirt, his face was slightly cool, but his chest was extremely hot through the shirt, he subconsciously stretched out his hands to hug Lin Qingye who was almost throwing himself into his arms, and then refused to let go.

With Lin Qingye's cheek pressed against his chest, he could clearly hear the sound of the heart beating violently at this moment.

thump--

thump--

This person was too nervous, not only his limbs were stiff, but he seemed to have a deer in his chest.

Lin Qingye was so hugged that he couldn't breathe, he raised his head vigorously, Mu Qing's face bathed in the hazy moonlight suddenly came into view, he was much taller than Lin Qingye, from this angle, Lin Qingye seemed to be looking up at he.

At this moment, Mu Qing also lowered his head to look at Lin Qingye, his eyes were as soft as spring water, Lin Qingye couldn't understand the emotions in it, but he felt that he was almost drowning in it.

The wind at night was very cool, but Lin Qingye's heart seemed to be on fire. For a moment, there was an indescribable emotion brewing in his heart, which he couldn't explain clearly.

They maintained this posture for a long time, and finally it was Lin Qingye who broke the silence first: "Can you let me go?"

Mu Qing was stunned for two or three seconds as if waking up from a dream, then let go of his hands, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I thought you were going to fall, so I came to help you."

"Thank you." Lin Qingye tidied up his messy clothes before looking up at Mu Qing, "What do you want from me?"

Mu Qing handed over the small bag in his hand: "This is the ointment that my dad brought back when he was on a business trip in Yunnan. The bruises on your face haven't faded yet. Try applying this. I heard from my dad that this ointment is good for removing bruises." It is very effective in reducing swelling.”

Lin Qingye stood still and didn't intend to pick up the small bag. He lowered his eyelids, and his complicated eyes turned around Mu Qing's hands, and then fixed on Mu Qing's uneasy face. Literally, he asked, "I'm really curious, why are you so nice to me suddenly? It's been a long time since we stood together and talked properly."

Mu Qing didn't expect Lin Qingye to ask such a question, and he froze for a moment, opened his mouth but didn't know how to answer.

"Didn't we break off friendship?" Lin Qingye continued.

Mu Qing's throat was dry: "I'm sorry, I..."

"You don't have to say I'm sorry, you don't have anything to say sorry to me." Lin Qingye interrupted Mu Qing, he didn't want to hear nonsense, "On the contrary, I'm sorry to you, but as a friend, I have developed a mentality of comparing with you. I thought I could correct my mentality, but before that you suddenly ignored me, I really want to know the reason, you hate me so much?"

He was so disgusted that he blocked all his contact information without saying a word, and he was so disgusted that he passed by him as if he didn't know each other when he met the next day, and he was so disgusted that he didn't even want to meet his eyes, as if they had never met before.

At that time, Lin Qingye panicked and thought that his ugly jealousy had been exposed. He panicked for a long time and wanted to talk to Mu Qing many times, but Mu Qing hid him every time. Unbreakable knot.

"I..." Mu Qing didn't know how to explain it, as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his throat, the breath was suffocated in his heart and he couldn't get it out.

How much he wanted to tell Lin Qingye, because he fell in love with him in the second year of junior high school. He resisted and struggled and finally compromised. He likes Lin Qingye like a demon. Every night when he closes his eyes, he can imagine Lin Qingye's eyes With his mouth, nose, voice and smile, he is like a person immersed in a swamp, the more he wants to go ashore, the deeper he sinks.

Thousands of words, at this moment can not spit out a single word.

"Ono..."

"I know, I won't force you." Lin Qingye took the small bag from Mu Qing's hand, and said with a nod, "I appreciate your kindness, so let's call it a day, I don't mean to never get along with you The meaning of communication is that our current situation is really not suitable for getting too close, otherwise people in the school will discuss and take pictures wherever we go, I don’t like this kind of life very much.”

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