Peeping at the ex-boyfriend next door who suddenly returned to China every day

After receiving a WeChat message and a phone call, and looking at the beating traffic lights ahead, he had the urge for the first time to step on the accelerator regardless.

The wechat is from Li Yahong: brother, let me tell you something, don't get excited, I secretly took pictures of woolen pants, and was retaliated by her manager, and then Zhong Yi is here with me, and I have been implicated, do you want to come and have a look...

The call was from Long Jiayu: "Brother Yi was beaten up to protect me, we are on our way to the hospital now, come on, come on, come on!"

When he first received the call, Ling Xuan was taken aback. This kid Long Jiafei has always been cynical in the game world. It was the first time he saw him speak so incoherently and with a choked tone.

He reported the address in a hurry on the phone, and he estimated the seriousness of the matter from the tone of the other party, but he was a little afraid to ask Zhong Yi directly about the situation.Zhong Yi was born with poor blood coagulation function, low platelets, he was very slow to stop bleeding after injury - the last time I saw him with a nosebleed, I was pretending to be calm and calm.

Ling Xuan whispered that I got it, hung up the phone, and threw the phone on the passenger seat, only to find that his fingers were shaking all the time.

He wanted to smoke, but he couldn't remember where he put the lighter, his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't sit still. Any idiom was very appropriate to his mood at this time.

The more anxious he became, the slower the time passed. Seeing that the numbers on the traffic lights were jumping slowly, Ling Xuan glanced at the rear compartment and joked at himself. He knew that he should have ordered a box to lock Zhong Yi in. He shouldn't be allowed to study abroad. He is so good, why should he be bullied by others.

At the same time, he also made up his mind that when he saw Zhong Yi this time, he would never let him go, never let him go again.

...

It was a coincidence that they came, the hospital was crowded with people, and the excitement was comparable to that of the New Year's goods market before the Spring Festival. It seemed that living in today's society, it takes time to get injured.

The emergency room has limited space. After the nurse treated the wound on Zhong Yi's head impatiently, the three of them were arranged to rest in the seats in the corridor.

Li Yahong couldn't see it, he patted his thigh and said that he would spend money to upgrade to a high-end ward, no matter how many people were injured because of him, just nested in this small, crowded and dark corridor, his conscience was really disturbing.

"Hey, don't, really don't, just sit down for me." The doctor just prescribed a drug that can help blood coagulation, but the blood stopped, Zhong Yi was still dizzy, and he couldn't use much force to stand up. When he got up, his eyes went dark, and he almost passed out again.

"It's just a little flesh injury. Don't treat me like I'm seventy or eighty. If you worry about it, I won't dare to get together with you again next time." He emphasized with a dark face on purpose.

Li Yahong sighed, rubbed his hands together and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able...to explain to someone."

There is nothing left in the horoscope, each of them is really chivalrous.Zhong Yi gave him a sideways glance, Li Yahong made a gesture of sealing his mouth, looked up and stared at the shaking daylight in the corridor, the two of them stopped talking.

After a while, Long Jiayu came back with the bandages on, and the phone was still clutched in the other hand. The interface on the screen was the glory of the king.

Seeing the other party sitting down in front of him with a smile, Zhong Yi rubbed the bridge of his nose, deeply feeling that he had brought a tease with him when he went out, and said, "It's pretty cool, you can play with one hand."

"No, I just made a call to brother Lingxuan, and I poked the game open by conditioned reflex."

"Capability, you are injured and don't call your father, what did you tell him?"

"Because I know, Brother Yi, you won't call your father, so I called Brother Xuan for you. How about it, am I being considerate?"

"Come on. Just ask your father to reimburse us for work-related injuries." Zhong Yi had expected that the two of them would not be idle, so he pretended to sigh, and a vague joy and expectation sprouted in his heart, as if A kitten's paw gently scratched his chest.

Long Jiaxuan nodded, saying that he was sure, my father was not such an impersonal person.After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and went to Moments, stayed on a certain friend's post, clumsily raised the photo to Zhong Yi's face with his left hand, and said, "Brother Lingxuan is really the only one I admire in this line of work."

On the screen was a snapshot of the backstage of the last party. Ling Xuan was sitting next to the assistant director, staring intently at the monitor screen, and was talking into the microphone with his head turned slightly.

It just so happened that the blue-purple light hit him, outlining his deep and handsome side face with a bright white halo, his drooping hair cast shadows on his face, his skin was dazzlingly white, and his whole body exuded a soul-stirring aura. , Irresistible temperament.

"Why?" Zhong Yi's eyes were fixed on the screen, and he said casually.

"Look, Brother Lingxuan is good-looking, from a good family background, with a high EQ and can be a man. Even my dad is full of praise for him. Although he was named a famous fruit director at the last party, in my heart, He's the real executive director."

"Boss Ling is a walking fanboy, this is you." He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, feeling the pride of being a fan of his own child being praised, and at the same time couldn't help but slander: You didn't see him when he was in college. Biting the straw of strawberry yogurt, while fighting keyboard warriors on the forum for the director Guy Ritchie and Quentin Quentin.

"I seem to hear someone complimenting me." A voice without much emotion sounded from the front.

The two raised their heads together, and he saw that the person he was thinking of was walking all the way through the dust and light, passing through the trivial world of mortals, passing through this noisy afternoon, and walking in front of him step by step.

The light in the corridor was a bit dim, it didn't matter, the direction he was in was the light source, Zhong Yi didn't blink, looking at the broken hair on the top of the other's head that was blown up by the wind due to running, his eyes felt moist.

Probably rushed over all the way, the man's breathing was a little messy, his face was slightly pale, his expression was normal, but there was anxiety and concern in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Observe carefully for a while, the shirt and windbreaker that were not stained in the past are a bit messy, and there is a cigarette in his finger, but it is not lit, as if he doesn't know where to put it.It wasn't until he turned his head to see Zhong Yi and confirmed that he was fine that the anxiety in those eyes was extinguished bit by bit.

Ever since he was accidentally injured by the security guard in wool pants at noon, Zhong Yi hadn't felt anything, only now did he realize that he was annoyed, annoyed that these people were being reckless and hurt him, which made Ling Xuan so anxious.

Ling Xuan walked up to Zhong Yi, shook his hand, and said, "I rushed over when I received the call. There were several red lights along the way, and those who were in a hurry just wanted to scold my mother. I'm late, sorry."

"What is there to be sorry about..."

He rubbed his eyes with his hands, stood up with the armrests, smiled at Ling Xuan, and said to the other two: "I'm fine, don't look like a mourning concubine, let's go, let's go."

"I'll take you back." Ling Xuan supported him without thinking, and said.

Back in the small and airtight space of the car, the agitation, sadness, emotion in my chest before... many emotions mixed together, like old wine buried deep in the altar, quietly dormant and secretly fermented.

Thousands of words, too much to say, but unable to say, this feeling of speechlessness calmed him down instead.

"Actually, you don't have to rush here." Zhong Yi pretended to lower his head to fasten his seat belt, and said in a low voice.

"I am willing." Ling Xuan gave him a dissatisfied look, and said firmly.

After speaking, as if he was not relieved, he put his arm on the steering wheel and slammed it lightly, and said to himself: "You are heartless, you don't know that when I receive a call, I... I am in a hurry Crazy to do it."

"Don't worry me, okay?" He turned his head and whispered.

Zhong Yi looked at the slightly red corners of his eyes, and felt a pain in his chest. After the reunion, he blocked everything he wanted to say and do, and finally just said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Do you know, when we were together, I couldn't stand you saying sorry." Ling Xuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhong Yi's collar, pulled him closer, and said word by word: "This makes me feel sorry." I feel incompetent, I feel that what I have done is not what you want, and I have not done what you want."

"Actually...it's not like that, you're fine, you've always been fine." Zhong Yi didn't dare to look into Ling Xuan's eyes, as there seemed to be a trapped animal hiding in his eyes, which made him want to avoid it involuntarily.

"What about now? I said I want to take care of you, you know that?"

"I..." Zhong Yi tugged on his collar, subconsciously trying to hide again, but this time it was too late, the man lightly strangled his neck, held his cheek with the other hand, and kissed him all at once.

It's been too long, too long since I've been kissed by this person.He almost forgot how to invite someone with a kiss.

The man's lips were soft and smooth, but his movements showed no mercy. He tried to move a few times, but then gave up struggling. He was a lost fish in the deep sea, longing for warm ocean currents to lead him back to his hometown.

He confirmed one thing more in the man's rough and trembling kiss. Ling Xuan's kiss was the harbor he was looking for every midnight when he was dreaming and tossing and turning.

Unknowingly, his arm has wrapped around the man's solid back like seaweed, he wants to touch him, he desperately wants to deepen the kiss, wants to outline his sensitive palate with the tip of his tongue, wants to savor his sweetness The saliva, wanting to melt into a puddle of warm water in the long breath of the other party, wanting them to get closer, and even closer, to become one, never to be separated.

About a few minutes, about a century, after a long and deep kiss, the two hearts reluctantly parted temporarily, Zhong Yi panted heavily, and habitually touched the necklace on his neck, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" In Ling Xuan's eyes, there was a dullness that didn't have time to dissipate, as well as the fleeting starlight behind the thick fog.

"I……