The person you like is my boyfriend

Yu Ziqing stayed in the hospital for three days and insisted on leaving the hospital. In fact, his legs were not healed yet, but Lu Fang had no intention of leaving at all. He was in the same room with him 24 hours a day, and even dressed casually after checking the room at night. Putting on a bathrobe or just naked to the upper half of the body, Yu Ziqing started to dangle around the room. Yu Ziqing was very confused and just wanted to find a place to be quiet for a while.

Lu Fang didn't have any objections, and he was naturally dissatisfied with staying in bed for three days, but when he thought that his ultimate goal was to share the bed instead of being with him, he felt that this little sacrifice was nothing at the moment.

Because of the leg injury, Yu Ziqing took sick leave, and he couldn't participate in the military training for the next week or so.

Yu Ziqing didn't want to go, Lu Fang naturally felt that it was boring, and asked for sick leave with the team and returned to the hospital.

After being devastated by the bath water, the wound on his shoulder was completely inflamed. When he took off his clothes in the consulting room and showed it to the doctor, even the doctor was shocked and asked him sternly why it took him so long to come to see a doctor. Do you not want life?

Lu Fang smiled wickedly, and immediately said honestly that of course he wanted to die, but he added the second half of the sentence in his heart: but he wanted people more.

The doctor took great effort to clean the wound, prescribed anti-inflammatory injections, and asked Lu Fang to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days.

So Lu Fang wandered back to the VIP ward, and as soon as he entered the door, he threw himself on the bed and buried his head in the quilt, trying to smell a little of Yu Ziqing's residual smell.

—Like a pervert.

In fact, the staff had already changed the beds.

When the nurse came in to help him hang the water, it was his strange appearance.

Lu Fang turned over unhurriedly when he heard the movement, and occupied the entire hospital bed in a big way, very comfortable.

The nurse looked at him while giving the needle, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the injury was not the shoulder but the brain.

How can anyone be so happy while lying in a hospital bed?

The nurse shook her head, the forest is so big that there are really all kinds of birds.

When Zhou He and An Zixu heard the news and came to visit the sick, they were so shocked that their eyeballs almost fell out.

Zhou He reached out to touch Lu Fang's forehead, and shrank his hands in shock from the scalding temperature, "Didn't you follow me to the hospital that day? The wound became inflamed, no matter what."

Lu Fang shrugged with an innocent look on his face.

Taking advantage of the time when the nurse came to change the dressing, An Zixu stepped forward to take a look at the wound on Lu Fang's shoulder, sneered, and beat around the bush: "I don't think your wound is inflamed, but sulfuric acid was poured on it, right?"

Lu Fang laughed and made a silent gesture to him.

Zhou He was startled, and then he realized that he hastily gave him a thumbs up, and he was so admiring.

You, Lu Fang, are really the first to chase people and take their lives.

Lu Fang moved his wrist, "You may not be able to catch up with your life."

"Is it really that difficult?" An Zixu didn't believe it.

Lu Fang didn't answer.

He glanced at his phone, the chat box with Yu Ziqing was still his own one-man show.

Originally, they thought that after this incident, the relationship between the two could go further. Who would have thought that since Yu Ziqing was discharged from the hospital, it seemed like he had disappeared from the world.

No reply to text messages, no phone calls, obviously a gesture of refusal to communicate.

It made Lu Fang extremely angry but helpless.

He needs to be more patient and not push people into a hurry.

……

A few days after Lu Fang was admitted to the hospital, he started to have a high fever. The doctor came to see him and said that it was due to the inflammation of the wound.

Thanks to Lu Fang's good health, otherwise there would definitely be a big problem.

After Lu Fang burned for two days, everyone was terrified, which was almost never happened to him.

Lu Fang's stepmother Miao Kezhen couldn't sit still when she heard the news, and hurried to the hospital to visit, regardless of the father and son still awkward.

"Hey, don't move around and you'll need a needle."

Lu Fang had a gloomy face holding his mobile phone to send text messages, not caring that he still had a needle in his hand.

"I'm fine, you can go back." When he opened his mouth, his voice was like a broken gong.

Miao Kezhen gave Lu Fang a gouged look, but turned around to pour water for him.

Hu Yiyi had just been comforted by Miao Kezhen 10 minutes ago, and was sitting next to him drinking yogurt. Seeing Lu Fang like this, he began to cry again.

He has never seen Lu Fang like this since he was a child. He is obviously very ill, but he doesn't have a good rest.

He seemed to have vaguely guessed the reason for Lu Fang's temper, but he didn't want to think about it. He just felt extremely wronged and wiped his tears delicately beside him.

Miao Kezhen was about to say a few words to Lu Fang, when he heard Hu Yiyi crying again, his head suddenly became dizzy, and he immediately slapped Lu Fang's uninjured hand, and softly scolded: "Don't go crazy , all scared one by one."

Lu Fang gave a "tsk" in displeasure when he heard the words, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were full of anger.

He glanced at Miao Kezhen who was winking at him, then at Hu Yiyi who was sobbing next to him, and dropped the phone with a displeased face.

Lu Fang has been so burned that his brain is not clear in the past two days, and he keeps contacting Yu Ziqing. From talking about love and flirting at the beginning to selling miserably later, he sent a lot of text messages, but he just couldn't get anything from the other party. respond.

Yu Ziqing seemed to have completely lost contact, and he just ignored him.

"Aunt Miao, you don't understand, Lu Fang, he has a heart disease, and he can't get better without his phone..." An Zixu sat next to Hu Yiyi very calmly, smiling.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fang threw a pillow over him, "Get lost if you have nothing to do."

An Zixu reached out to catch the pillow, still smiling and not angry at all.

After 10 minutes, Miao Kezhen got up with the bag, "It is said that it is difficult to be a stepmother, I have seen it today."

Lu Fang touched his nose, but was still convinced, "Is there anything you like recently, give me a chance to pay for it?"

"I can't afford it," Miao Kezhen glanced at Lu Fang, carefully explained Lu Fang's special guard, and then turned his head and said: "Okay, let's go home, you know the old man is stubborn."

Lu Fang reluctantly complied, and Miao Kezhen left in peace.

An Zixu and Hu Yiyi were also chased out by Lu Fang, and An Zixu quickly took two steps to catch up with Miao Kezhen in front.

"Aunt Miao, are you relieved now?"

Miao Kezhen chuckled lightly, "I think he's in good spirits, and still has the strength to go crazy."

After speaking, she got into a black car waiting nearby and left the hospital.

An Zixu stood at the door for a while, and Hu Yicai followed up with three steps.

An Zixu turned the car keys in his hand, "Send you back?"

Hu Yiyi's face was cold and his complexion was very bad.

An Zixu glanced at him and said with a smile, "Oh, stop crying?"

Hu Yiyi knew that An Zixu was choking him on purpose, so he didn't reply. After a while, he finally couldn't help it, "An Zixu, tell me the truth, what happened to the wound on Ah Fang's shoulder?"

An Zixu seemed to have really thought about it, but replied without sincerity: "It's just... a sudden inflammation."

Hu Yiyi snorted softly, hearing that he was covering for Lu Fang.

On the way back, Hu Yiyi didn't say a word.

When they got outside Hu Yiyi's house, An Zixu finally stopped Hu Yiyi when he was about to get out of the car.

Hu Yiyi turned to look at him reluctantly, with an angry expression on his face.

An Zixu chuckled, "Yi Yi, you are not a child anymore, and you are not a child anymore."

He changed his usual unserious tone: "Only children use tears to win sympathy."

Hu Yiyi was hit by An Zixu's pain point, and immediately couldn't hang on his face.

He was about to have a fit, but he heard An Zixu say quietly: "If you are not convinced, drive people away. What's the use of being uncomfortable."

Hu Yiyi's hands were twisted into a ball, he jumped out of the car after a while and stood outside the car window looking at An Zixu, with an expression of reluctance on his face, "Sooner or later, you'll have to wait and see."

Time flies, and as the summer heat gradually dissipates, the military training for freshmen is also coming to an end.

Lu Fang hung up for a few days and the fever subsided, and went to participate in the final military parade.

Yu Ziqing still didn't show up.

In the evening, the department prepared a graduation dinner for the students, but Lu Fang lacked interest and didn't leave when the time came.

During the period, Zhou He called several times to remind him, saying that the students in the journalism department said that they must have a few drinks with instructor Lu.

Lu Fang was not in the mood, so he couldn't speak directly.

Yu Ziqin, whom he had decided in his heart, would definitely not appear at this dinner.

The car had already driven to the downstairs of the student apartment, Lu Fang was hesitant to go up and block people.

He glanced at his phone, the text message he sent to Yu Ziqing two hours ago was still on the chat interface.

It is still a lonely one, and there is no reply.

I pressed a string of numbers skillfully with my fingers. Although I knew it must be shut down, I still couldn't help but want to try again.

Lu Fang pressed the dial button, and a few seconds later, the call was connected.

Lu Fang hung up and called again. It was indeed turned on, but he still didn't answer.

The flame in Lu Xin's heart rose instantly, burning his limbs and bones.

While talking on the phone, he slammed the car door, looked up at the apartment building in front of him, and strode towards the door.

The phone rings.

——Zhou He's phone call came in suddenly.

Lu Fang glanced at it angrily and hung up immediately. He had already entered the student apartment and walked straight towards the administrator's office, but Zhou He's call came in again.

Lu Slowly let out a breath, and when he pressed the answer button with a sullen face, he was already standing at the door of the administrator's office.

Before he could get angry, Zhou He on the other end of the phone called out first.

"Damn it, why don't you answer the phone! Come to Xianju Pavilion, your sweetheart is here!"

Lu Fang was taken aback for a moment, replied "Got it" and immediately turned around and walked out.

The wind in the evening was a little cool, but he seemed to be scorched on the flames, and even the nerve endings were faintly burning.