The prince is very domineering

Those were the days after Gu Xi was picked up by Feng's family.

"Hey, do you want to follow me when I shit?" Qin Wen reached out and threw two TOEFL vocabulary books on Han Shaochen.

He has emphasized many times that Gu Xi is dead, but this person is still clinging to him.

Han Shaochen shrugged, picked up the book and put it in Qin Wen's hands, then jumped away in two steps.

In the next second, Qin Wen's outstretched whirlwind kick was empty.

"Tsk tsk." Han Shaochen shook his head, "Your moves are a bit lacking."

Qin Wen didn't bother to pay attention to Han Shaochen, turned around and left.Han Shaochen followed up in two or three steps: "Just tell me where Xiao Xixi is, and tell me that I will never pester you again."

Qin Wen paused, his eyes darkened a bit: "He is dead."

Han Shaochen disagreed: "If he dies, Guanyin will become a Buddha."

"Don't follow me, Gu Xi is dead." Qin Wen was unable to explain to Han Shaochen again.

While eating, someone was watching.

In class, someone will accompany you to read.

Even shitting, Han Shaochen really followed in.

Han Shaochen tightened his belt, and stared at him with vigilant eyes.Han Shaochen who was standing next to him: "What are you doing!"

No matter how you look at it, it is written in Han Shaochen's eyes that I am gay and I want to peep.

Han Shaochen licked his lips jokingly: "Just look, don't be nervous."

Qin Wen bowed his head in thought for two seconds, fastened his belt decisively, turned around and left.

Han Shaochen sighed with regret: "I still want to see how the sporty boy is, tsk tsk..."

Qin Wen, who had just taken two steps in front of him, staggered, managed to stabilize his figure, and walked out of the toilet door with his head held high.

The days that followed seemed to take things for granted.

His studies were getting worse, and Qin Wen wanted to go abroad with all his heart, so he also worked hard.

It is not an exaggeration to not think about food and drink, to forget to eat and sleep.

It was past one o'clock in the morning, and Qin Wen was still writing hard under the shining incandescent lamp.

Han Shaochen sat alone by the window and felt sorry for himself.

"Hey, I said even if you want to fight, it's not your way of fighting, right?" Han Shaochen jumped off the window sill and easily snatched the pen from Qin Wen's hand.

The strokes written on the straw paper stopped in fear, Qin Wen suddenly raised his eyes, reached out and grabbed the thick dictionary on the right hand and threw it straight at Han Shaochen's face.

Han Shaochen was short, and while avoiding the dictionary, he also caught the dictionary and sent it back to Qin Wen.

"You don't want to avenge your own personal revenge, and you still hate me for using you as a pistol when I first met you, so you punch and kick me every now and then, right?"

Qin Wen glared at him, narrowing his eyes slightly: "You have 30 seconds to get out!" It's okay not to mention the first meeting, but Qin Wen gets angry when he mentions it.

Han Shaochen put his arm on Qin Wen's shoulder, he didn't care about Qin Wen's threat at all, and incidentally stretched out his tongue and rolled Qin Wen's ear.

Qin Wen suddenly pushed Han Shaochen away like an electric shock, stood up and walked to the bathroom, his steps were flustered, and he took a few steps with a sense of ecstasy.

"Before I finish taking a shower, you hurry up and disappear!"

Han Shaochen rolled his eyes.

When Qin Wen came out of the shower, he did not see Han Shaochen again, and the books on the table were also packed away.

Drowsiness struck, Qin Wen reached out to touch the book and gave up, and fell asleep within 2 minutes of climbing into bed.

After Qin Wen was completely asleep, Han Shaochen jumped in from the window.

He tiptoed into Qin Wen's bedroom, stared at Qin Wen's sleeping face for a while, and then pulled the quilt for Qin Wen, shaking his head mockingly.

If it was really out of pity, why did he follow Qin Wen for half a year?

Sure enough, he was just deceiving himself, unwilling to admit that he had changed his mind.

Qin Wen fell ill the next day gorgeously, feeling dizzy and dizzy. The doctor said it was due to excessive fatigue, excessive stress, and lack of nutrition.

"Doctor, how long will it take for me to recover?" Qin Wen patted himself on the head, he was so dizzy that he saw double images.

Han Shaochen didn't know where he jumped out of, so he stretched out his hand and pressed Qin Wen's self-harming hand into his palm: "As long as you live and rest like this, you can be a good fart!" Without waiting for Qin Wen's consent, he swept the doctor with one hand He prescribed the medicine and forcibly pulled Qin Wen over with one hand, dragging him home in a daze.

Han Shaochen wiped Qin Wen clean in twos and twos, his throat felt dry unconsciously: "Lie down for a while, I'll get water."

Qin Wen gave up after struggling twice, one: he is not as strong as Han Shaochen.Two: The head is really dizzy.

Firm arms, warm to the touch.

Han Shaochen carefully lifted Qin Wen who was already in a semi-confused state: "Open your mouth, the medicine is here." His voice was a little soft, as if Dove chocolate slipped through his throat.

Qin Wen muttered a few words, turned his head and stretched out his hand, which coincidentally knocked over the freshly warm water in Han Shaochen's hand, spilling every drop on his pants.

Han Shaochen looked down at his wet pants, and the first time he peed his pants was a gift from Qin Wen.However, Han Shaochen only twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and then resigned himself to drinking another glass of water.

This time Han Shaochen behaved himself, regardless of Qin Wen's willingness or not, he stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Wen's chin, and poured half a glass of water into Qin Wen's stomach.

After the water was poured, Han Shaochen clapped his hands in satisfaction. Seeing that his results were not bad, a smug smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

It's just that the smile froze when he glanced at the motionless medicine beside him.

Han Shaochen picked up the medicine resignedly, and finally stuffed the medicine and water into Qin Wen's mouth for the third time, and Qin Wen immediately wanted to spit it out subconsciously.

Han Shaochen was anxious, and blocked his lips without hesitation.

Finally, it was done, and Han Shaochen was also confused.

His eyes flickered twice, he stretched out his hand to pack his things, and rushed out of Qin Wen's door in two or three steps.

As soon as Han Shaochen left, Qin Wen opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear, but he was a little more tired than before.

What Han Shaochen did just now was completely unexpected. If it wasn't because he was a little dizzy and feverish, for example, his red face just now would have betrayed his beating heart.

However, Qin Wen looked up at the water glass that Han Shaochen had just touched. Why did he choose to pretend instead of pushing it away on the spot?

When Qin Wen woke up the next day, Han Shaochen had been sitting on the sofa for a long time.

As soon as Qin Wen came out of the bedroom door, Han Shaochen pointed to the dining table: "Congee, steamed stuffed bun, everything, you can choose." Still in the usual ugly appearance, still in the same tone of intimacy, Qin Wen Without saying a word, he skillfully opened the food bag, picked out two items, ate some casually, and handed the rest to Han Shaochen: "Have you eaten?"

Han Shaochen didn't speak, just took a bite from Qin Wen's hand, he seemed to think the taste was not bad, so he took it and ate it.

"The school asked for leave for you, so you can rest at home today." Han Shaochen said while eating, but there was no tone of discussion in his tone.

Qin Wen snorted, and then carefully looked at Han Shaochen's half-pay, hesitant to speak.

Han Shaochen also pretended not to see it, and the two remained silent at the same time.

Qin Wen lay dead all morning, and when he woke up in the afternoon, he couldn't reach Han Shaochen's probing eyes.

Han Shaochen quickly covered his mouth and coughed twice: "How do you feel?"

"A little hungry." Qin Wen said honestly.

Han Shaochen was slightly surprised by Qin Wen's cooperation, then nodded, skillfully opened Qin Wen's closet, picked out a few clothes and threw them to Qin Wen: "Go take a bath, and then go out to eat."

Afterwards, it seemed that there was no cherishing between them, even though Han Shaochen was so entangled.

Later, one day Han Shaochen suddenly left, Qin Wen woke up for the first time and did not see Han Shaochen.

His first reaction turned out to be whether something happened to Han Shaochen, not Han Shaochen leaving.

Empty room, alone.

There is less laughter and noise in the ears.

A trace of loneliness flashed across Qin Wen's eyes.

Until the man came back again, with a wild smile on his face, he raised the knife in his hand that never left his body and smiled, "Guess who I found?"

Until the man told him that as long as he slept for one night, he would know the news about Gu Xi.

Is it for the sake of cherishing, or did the year of getting along lead to wishful thinking?