The patient said it was my ex-boyfriend

He went to the infirmary twice more, once Dr. Lin was there, and when the stern-faced Dr. Lin asked him what he was doing, his mind went blank and he didn't know how to answer.

Mu Jin stood behind Dr. Lin and pointed to his mouth. This action made him stunned for a moment. Mu Jin's upper lip was very thin, with a faint pink color, which made him want to go up and taste it.

Will it be sweeter than sugar water?

"What on earth are you here for?" The impatient Dr. Lin knocked on the table, and the cold and impatient voice pulled Du Jingheng, who was almost caught in an abnormal atmosphere, back to reality.

"Oh, I have a toothache." He said, covering his mouth, "It hurts so badly that I can't eat."

He saw Mu Jin sniggering behind Dr. Lin, and after noticing his gaze, he stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips whether it was intentional or not.

The second time he went to the infirmary was in the evening, Mu Jin was standing at the door locking the door, turned around and saw him, and was taken aback for a moment before showing a smile: "It's you."

Mu Jin stood at the door holding the key and asked him, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The school hospital is a separate building, and the infirmary open to students happens to be the first one to enter through the side door. The side door is very biased, and no one passes through it at this time.

"Do you have time?" Du Jingheng heard his calm voice, but under the calm voice, his heart seemed to be approaching his throat, making his hands and feet stiff with tension. "I want to treat you to a meal. It's... thanks. Thank you last time."

During Mu Jin's silence, it was the most difficult period for him.

He even wanted to change his mind and say forget it, after all, he didn't even know why he came here, and why he said such things.

"Ok."

Du Jingheng raised his head, his expression still a little confused.

Mu Jin rubbed his head, and repeated with a smile: "I said yes, I feel like you're going to cry if I don't agree."

Wanting to end something never starts with 'I treat you to dinner'.

What's more, the meal was eaten in the cafeteria, and Mu Jin didn't ask Du Jingheng to take out his meal card on the grounds that the school staff had meal subsidies.

The consequence of this incident was that Du Jingheng became a frequent visitor to the infirmary.

Dr. Lin was pregnant, and the first child of an older pregnant woman made her a key protected animal, so Mu Jin was the only one left in the entire clinic.

Du Jingheng had no class on Wednesday afternoon, and most of the time he was reading books and reciting vocabulary in the infirmary or huddled with Mu Jin to watch dramas and movies.

One day someone sent Mu Jin a window shake, followed by a large-scale picture.

Before Du Jingheng could react, he saw Mu Jin frantically adding that person to the blacklist.

However, Du Jingheng still saw the sentence immediately after the picture.

— Fuck me.

It's hard to tell what kind of mentality it is, when Mu Jin looked at him pretending to have nothing to do, he raised his head and kissed him almost arrogantly.

Their first kiss didn't even have any ambiguous atmosphere.

He could feel Mu Jin's stiffness at the beginning because of his stupefaction, and the flexible sucking of Mu Jin's tongue hooking him instead.

And when someone knocked on the door, he subconsciously dodged and bit Mu Jin's tongue.

Amidst Mu Jin's muffled hum, he ran away in a hurry.

It was as if the person who took the initiative was not him.

The memory of not having Mu Jin is almost like a blink of an eye. He hasn't been to the infirmary for half a month. Ever since Mu Jin sent him a message on the day of the kiss and he didn't reply, Mu Jin has never contacted him.

He began to suffer from insomnia, a fear of sexuality that he had never had before.

Even if all of this is his own doing.

Until in the cafeteria, Mu Jin passed him with a smile and nodded.

That fear turned into a deeper emotion, enough to drag him into the abyss.

His vision became blurred when he hurried to the infirmary, and he saw himself pushing open the door of the infirmary, hooking Mu Jin's neck before Mu Jin's surprised expression faded, and kissing his lips with his head up, At the same time, his hand was reaching into the hem of his clothes...

very nice.

Du Jingheng thought so before falling into darkness, what he saw before he died was this scene, it's great.

……

"Du Jingheng?"

"gentlemen?"

"Du Jingheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Sir, do you need help?"

The two voices in both ears pulled Du Jingheng back from the darkness.

Only then did he realize that he was still in the car and had just pulled out of the parking lot.

And the black car that seemed to be coming towards him was gradually moving away from the rear mirror.

"I'm fine." Du Jingheng exhaled, and said to the security guard who came to ask, "Let's go now."

Mu Jin's voice came from the mobile phone, and the time he thought he had died once was actually only a few seconds.

"Brother, I'm fine." Du Jingheng put on the earphones, and then continued to talk to Mu Jin, "Don't worry."

"Why didn't you speak suddenly just now?" Mu Jin's voice was still a little nervous, "I thought something happened to you."

"Maybe it's driving again," Du Jingheng said softly, "There are some sequelae, it's okay, it's fine now."

He just got his driver's license as Du Jingheng.

He could hear Mu Jin's heavy panting through the phone, probably because of his anger.

"Brother, don't be like this." Du Jingheng said with a smile, "I'm already hardened."

"... Roll, roll, roll!"