Rebirth: Truth Does Not Dig Coal

Xu Hao parked the car in the garage of his apartment.

As soon as the fiery red Ferrari drove in, it looked so eye-catching and high-profile in the gray, white and black of the garage, which made Xu Hao feel a little complicated and delicate.

After getting on the elevator, opening the door, and entering the room, exhausted physically and mentally, Xu Hao fell headfirst into the large bed in the bedroom, which was moderately soft and firm.The suit on his body was tight, but Xu Hao felt that he was so tired that he didn't want to move a finger. He lay on the bed and fell asleep with one movement.

Not long after, a phone call came in.

Xu Hao looked for his mobile phone sleepily, and the screen of the mobile phone was very bright in the room without the lights on.

Caller ID: Yan Ze.

After picking up the phone, Xu Hao said hoarsely, "Hello."

Yan Ze seemed to be running or exercising, and asked Xu Hao out of breath, "What's wrong with your throat?"

Xu Hao rubbed his forehead with a headache, buried his head in the quilt, turned on the speakerphone, "It's nothing, what's the matter?"

Yan Ze laughed in a low voice, and there were still intermittent footsteps while panting, "I can't find you if I have nothing to do, it's been more than half a month, huh... have you figured out anything?"

Xu Hao struggled to roll around on the bed, finally took off his suit jacket, and then weakly untied his tie, "No, I've been so busy recently."

Yan Ze gasped again, as if he had jumped on some kind of steps, and said, "Why do I feel that your voice is not right, are you sick?"

Pulling the tie to loosen it a few times, but couldn't untie it anymore, Xu Haoyan said, "No, maybe it's because I'm sleepy. I've been staying up late recently and exerted too much force."

Yan Ze's panting voice slowed down, as if he was walking, and said, "Okay then. Would you like to rest earlier?"

Xu Hao lay on his back on the bed, rubbed his hair and gave a "hmm", just at this time, the doorbell rang.

Holding the mobile phone, Xu Hao struggled to get up from the bed, walked towards the door, and said to Yan Ze, "I won't tell you now, someone is coming from my house, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Hao opened the door, and was almost blinded by a large cluster of red at the door.

Without saying a word, Xu Hao put down his phone and looked at the door with a blank expression. There were hundreds of red roses.The bouquet is so big that you can't even see the face of the person behind you.

Besides, the lively and high-profile color of this bouquet of flowers made Xu Hao effortlessly think of the Ferrari parked under his house.Xu Hao vaguely felt that the blood vessels near his temple were about to burst.

Yan Ze ran up the stairs all the way in order to keep the phone connected. At this moment, he was sweating a little, and his breath was barely breathed.He tried a few times left and right, but he couldn't find a way to hold the flower head-on and still show his face, so he simply carried the flower on his shoulder like a submachine gun.

Yan Ze supported Xu Hao's door with one hand, and carried flowers in the other hand, and said to Xu Hao with a rebellious smile that was born with him, "Oh, long time no see, please let me in for a drink." Have some tea."

As a result, looking at Xu Hao's current state, Yan Ze's breathing was stagnant, and he almost choked.

At this time, Xu Hao had two slits untied at the neckline of his white shirt, his tie was hanging loosely on his chest, and his trousers were slightly wrinkled.Her hair was disheveled and disheveled, her eyes were a little bloodshot, her complexion was sickly red, and she exuded an abstinence and just-spoiled atmosphere from head to toe.

But what was seriously inconsistent with this kind of temperament was that Xu Hao was speechless, wishing to kick Yan Zelai directly, "What the hell are you doing?"

Yan Ze was a little confused by the scene in front of him, and his plan was completely disrupted.He stood up straight and hurriedly hugged the flowers in his arms, he was several times more stupid than when Xu Hao gave flowers to others for the first time, "No reason, no, send, send flowers..."

Xu Hao raised his finger and pointed to his forehead, his tone was a little broken, "I'm a fucking man, why did you send me so many roses? Make me scented tea?"

Yan Ze hugged the flowers and stood there as if he had made a mistake, "Then, what should I give..."

Xu Hao put down his hands and looked at Yan Ze with a weak face.

After watching it for a long time, it has no effect except that the headache is about to explode.

Xu Hao rubbed his face, turned around and walked into the room, "Okay, okay, come in."

Yan Ze walked in with a large bouquet of flowers in his arms. Although it was the second time he came to Xu Hao's house, he was still a little awkward standing at the door.

However, this kind of embarrassment is being covered up by Yan Ze's frowning expression.Yan Ze frowned and walked behind Xu Hao, as if he was very upset about something, walked to the sofa and sat down, holding the flowers in his hands and did not let go, but his movements were a little stiff.

Xu Hao sat on the sofa next to him, tore off the tie hanging on his chest casually, and then scratched his hair with a headache, "If you want tea, you can do it yourself, I don't have the energy to make it for you."

Yan Ze's brows did not loosen, and his gaze was fixed on the flowers, "I think you are sick." After a pause, Yan Ze went to take out his mobile phone, "I'll call a doctor to come and see you."

Xu Hao raised his hand, "Forget it." He was a little dizzy, and looked at Yan Ze with red eyes, "Are you okay tonight?"

Yan Ze put down his mobile phone and glanced at Xu Hao, his gaze shifted away like an electric shock, Yan Ze's voice became a little hoarse, "It's okay, no, why don't you call me when you're sick." Saying, Picking up the phone again, "I still have to find someone to look at it."

Xu Hao moved very slowly, grabbed Yan Ze's phone, and pulled it away from Yan Ze's hand almost effortlessly. Xu Hao said, "It's really unnecessary. If you're okay, help me find a thermometer and medicine, and The anti-fever paste should be there." Xu Hao drew a circle in the living room area with his hands, and said, "In the drawer, or in the cabinet below. I haven't been sick a few times since I grew up, just take the medicine. .”

Yan Ze put the flower holder on the sofa casually, followed the direction of Xu Hao's finger and began to rummage through the box. Xu Hao commanded from behind, "Above, do you see anything behind the box?"

Yan Ze dug out a dusty medicine box from a pile of missing things, coughed and patted the ashes on it, with disgust on his face, "Damn it, how long have you been useless, has it expired?"

Xu Hao also walked over, squatting next to Yan Ze to open the box, feeling a little unsure, "No way."

Open it, and it's all in English.The two carefully studied the production date and expiry date against the light, and found that there was no problem. Xu Hao rinsed the thermometer in the sink, wiped it with alcohol, stuffed it in his mouth, and then went back to the room and changed into his pajamas.

When I came out again, the hot water in the kitchen was already on.With a thermometer in his mouth, Xu Hao saw that Yan Ze dug out some fruits from the refrigerator at some point, and at this moment, he was trying to slice a lemon.

Because he was not very proficient, Yan Ze leaned forward and cut slowly with the kitchen knife in his hand. His attitude was as cautious as if he was doing a chemical experiment.Seeing his posture, Xu Hao wanted to laugh a little, but he was a little touched when he came here suddenly.So I walked over and said, "Okay, what kind of lemon are you cutting, does eating lemon reduce fever?"

Yan Ze frowned, his expression was very serious, and his movements did not relax at all, "Drink more water to reduce the fever, don't you drink water with something to taste?"

Hey, when did Young Master Yan do this kind of work?Seeing his shocking moves, Xu Hao was really afraid that he would cut his hands, "Can you do it..."

Yan Ze straightened up, and pushed Xu Hao with the hand that didn't hold the knife, "Is there anything wrong with this, it's too simple, just lie down on the bed."

The corner of Xu Hao's mouth twitched. It's too simple. Cutting a lemon is like cutting a grenade.

I took out the thermometer in my mouth and pointed it at the lamp for a long time before I saw that the thermometer in my hand was 39 degrees 2.

Xu Hao was a little surprised. He just felt a little pain in his body, and his head was dizzy and heavy, but his mental head was fine. He didn't expect to burn like this at all.

But what he didn't know was that now his reaction was significantly slower than usual.

Xu Hao half-opened his eyes and began to move towards the bedroom again, then fell headfirst on the bed, and lay motionless on his side.

With a thermometer in his mouth.

Not long after, Xu Hao felt someone turn him over and the thermometer was taken away from his mouth.

Then the body moved, covered with a quilt.

A warm and dry palm was pressed to his forehead.

In a daze, Xu Hao always felt that his mother was coming.When Xu Hao had a fever when he was a child, his mother would always test the temperature of his forehead like this, and then his grandma would make him egg and vinegar soup.

Xu Hao dazedly grasped the hand that was about to withdraw, and obviously felt that the hand was frozen.

Xu Hao half-opened his eyes to see the halo, "...Mom, there's egg and vinegar soup."

The hand was visibly stiffer.

After a while, several people came around.Someone plucked Xu Hao's eyelids, and then stuck a needle in his arm.

Faintly heard a man asking others in the living room, "Can you make egg and vinegar soup?"

After a while, the man said again, "You do what you want, don't worry about me, I'll see how to do it."

Xu Hao fell into a deep dream.

In the middle of the night, half asleep and half awake, Xu Hao turned over and lay down on his front. He felt that he was sweating a lot, and the fever should have subsided.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened, and a ray of light cut through the dark corner of the bedroom.

Someone walks in.

He was very tired just after the fever subsided, and it should be early in the morning, so Xu Hao didn't know what this man wanted to do, so he didn't open his eyes.

Yan Ze walked in, barely making any sound.He didn't wake Xu Hao up, but sat down on the floor near Xu Hao's bed.

In the dark, Yan Ze looked at Xu Hao's profile.

Then he stretched out his hand, and very lightly covered Xu Hao's right hand that had fallen by the bed.

As if wrapped in something fragile, he didn't dare to use any force, so he held Xu Hao's hand with extreme restraint, and then let go.

After this handshake, Yan Ze still sat where he was, showing no signs of leaving, and Xu Hao didn't dare to turn over, for fear of being betrayed, it was quite uncomfortable to pretend to sleep.

A moment later, a layer of warm and dry skin suddenly stuck to Xu Hao's lips.

Xu Hao's eyelids twitched.

It refers to the tactile sensation of the abdomen, one touch away.

Yan Ze put the finger that had been on Xu Hao's mouth lightly on his lips, his tone was low and gentle, as if praying, "Good night."

……

Xu Hao lifted the quilt off his body and sat up like a dead body.

Xu Hao turned on his bedside lamp without any hassle, then turned to look at Yan Ze.

Yan Ze sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, watching Xu Hao's operation, his expression was directly confused.

Xu Hao also crossed his legs and turned to Yan Ze's direction. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "Come, let's chat."

Yan Ze maintained a frightened expression, and it took him a long time to find his voice, and he started to stutter, "Then what, you, how are you? So soon?"

Xu Hao raised his hand, "It doesn't matter if I'm good or not, I don't think it's an option to go on like this. You..."

Yan Ze suddenly leaned forward, stopped his hand in front of Xu Hao, and interrupted him, "Wait a minute."

Xu Hao looked at him.

Yan Ze raised his hand and forced himself to calm down, "Wait, don't say it first, let me say it. I've thought about this for a long time. Actually, I wanted to tell you when I first came here today, but you were sick and shelved it. That's it. , first of all, I don't think you should overcomplicate our relationship."

Xu Hao looked at Yan Ze not soberly, thinking, isn't this complicated?

Yan Ze gestured with his hands, and continued to say, "Look, we, you and I, two men, right? We both have our own lives and careers, and we are both busy. In fact, I don’t have a lot of thoughts about what I have and what I don’t. Falling in love is annoying, it takes energy and time, and you don’t have anyone you like. But you are with me, do you know what’s good? You don’t have to Spend time with me, the way we get along is exactly the same as now, you know? When we have time, we eat together, when we don’t have time, we are busy with our own business. We play so well that we can play together on weekends. Neither of us will occupy the other. A lot of time, the private space is absolutely private. Besides..."

Xu Hao thought to himself: ...not occupying the other party's time and space, isn't this his fucking ideal state of being in love?But is there really such love in the world? ?

Yan Ze licked his lips and continued, "Besides, if you think it's really inappropriate, at worst we can split up..."

Xu Hao's expression was a little suspicious, and it was also his fault that his mind was muddled, and his thinking was a little behind, "...It's true or not."

Yan Ze didn't look at Xu Hao, and continued to speak insincerely, saying, "Really, it's just a try, and I'm not asking you to get married. Besides, if you really can't accept it, the big deal is that we both know and don't tell others. .”

Xu Hao rubbed his befuddled head, his reaction was a little slow, "Then...then what should I do if I can't stand being with a man...you can't hug or kiss when you're in love..."

Yan Ze coughed violently, shifted his gaze to the floor, and said, "We can completely avoid this... It's not necessary to ask for that... I haven't talked to the man yet..."

Xu Hao was a little surprised, "Dare you still like Plato? Awesome, brother." He completely forgot that someone kissed him indirectly with fingers just now.

Yan Ze: ... looked at Xu Hao silently and complicatedly.

Xu Hao thought about it for a while, and seemed to think that such a calculation was really nothing, so he said, "That's okay."

On the contrary, Yan Ze was stunned for a moment, "What, whatever."

Xu Hao rubbed the broken hair on his forehead, still sweating profusely, "It sounds like there is no loss, so let's give it a try. In fact, I just wanted to say that hanging around like this is not an option. Otherwise, we The two of you made it clear, or else, you know, don’t even be friends as soon as possible. But I didn’t expect your love view to be so clear. If so, let’s try it.”

Yan Ze was quiet for a while, not allowing himself to stand up suddenly.

He made a forced smile, then took a few deep breaths and said, "Okay."

Although Xu Hao's mind was clearly muddled today, he was a bit suspected of taking advantage of others.

But Yan Ze only felt that the 20-odd days of drafting was really worthless. His view of love is not so clear. He obviously knows too much about Xu Hao's virtues, okay?

Who would have thought it would come true?Hold!