After dressing as a double in double literature

Mei Qianhe rested her chin with one hand, and stared quietly for a long time in this posture.

Until the sun sets, dusk and sunset go hand in hand.

It was the rush hour for dinner, and it took an hour after ordering the takeaway to receive a call from the rider, "Hello, your takeaway has been delivered, please go to the door to get it."

Mei Qianhe opened the door. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the corridor. A familiar black figure flashed past. He paused, and said to the delivery boy, "Thank you."

The takeaway boy smiled embarrassedly: "I wish you a pleasant meal."

Mei Qianhe closed the door, but didn't close it tightly, leaving a gap.

Holding the takeaway, he stood in front of the gap, quietly watching the place where the figure disappeared just now.

After about 5 minutes, someone came out of the stairs and looked at him furtively.

And that person turned out to be Xu Sikui who told him on the phone not long ago that he had something to return to the company.

Xu Sikui seemed to be injured, his left leg was wet, and his walking pace was a little unsteady.

He leaned against the intersection of the corridor and the stairs, his deep eyes seemed to pass through the thick wall, and fell straight on Mei Qianhe.

Mei Qianhe lowered her eyes, staring at the hand that was held by Shen Yu just now with an unclear expression.

The heat spreads from the fingertips inch by inch, from the tendons, from the bones, from the flesh, to the apex of the heart, burning ears and faces.

Mei Qianhe put down the lunch box and opened the door again.

As if sensing his movements, the stern and taciturn man hid back "suddenly".

Mei Qianhe smiled faintly, walked over, and talked to him through a wall: "Didn't you go back?"

The people behind the wall didn't dare to answer, probably because they didn't know what to answer, or maybe they had a glimmer of hope that they wouldn't be discovered.

Mei Qianhe simply called the names: "I've already seen you...Xu Sikui."

Only then did Xu Sikui feel annoyed, and he was too guilty to look at him.

Sure enough, he was injured.

Mei Qianhe's eyes fell on his lap, and when she raised her eyes, she accidentally saw the man's reddish earlobes.

"How did you get hurt?"

Xu Sikui opened his mouth awkwardly, but before he could speak, his eyes turned red, and he said, "Accidentally..."

Maybe because he didn't find a good excuse, his voice subconsciously dropped an octave.

Mei Qianhe thought of something, suddenly smiled, and asked him: "Does it hurt?"

Xu Sikui lost his ability to think when he smiled, "It hurts..."

The tail sound is elongated, which sounds pitiful.

Mei Qianhe pursed her lips, "Come with me."

The tall man obediently followed behind him, limping.

Walk through the corridor to the elevator door, just about to press the floor button.

Mei Qianhe suddenly felt that someone was grabbing his wrist, he moved and couldn't break free.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Xu Sikui didn't say anything, but stubbornly pulled him back.

Mei Qianhe lowered her face and called out, "Xu Sikui?"

Xu Sikui stopped, pursed his lips, turned around, and begged, "Don't go downstairs..."

His tone sounded like there were some ghosts and ghosts downstairs.

Although she couldn't understand why he wasn't allowed to go downstairs, Mei Qianhe didn't ask the reason, but pointed to Xu Sikui's leg, "Your injury needs to be dealt with, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the bone was deep in the wound.

Xu Skui felt the concern in his words, and couldn't help feeling more and more sad.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and even when he was young, he saw his mother falling from a tall building and lying in a pool of blood to pieces, but he never shed a single tear.

Born to be ruthless and cold.

Everyone said so, and he thought so himself.

But now, just hearing this person's voice, he couldn't control his tear glands.

Eyes unstoppable soreness.

Xu Skui lowered his gaze and said softly, "I'll just go by myself."

Saying that, he reluctantly let go, walked over and pressed the elevator by himself.

The elevator in the hospital was always busy, and it took about a few minutes before it arrived late.There were patients in hospital gowns, as well as family members of various ages.

Xu Sikui squeezed in. The tall man was wearing a well-tailored suit, with a straight back and a stern face. He didn't look like he was going to a hospital, but rather like he was going to a high-end meeting.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Mei Qianhe felt Xu Sikui's gaze, raised her eyes and looked over, her gaze met unexpectedly, and the two collided.

Under the man's dark and gloomy gaze, Mei Qianhe once again felt the unspeakable pain and struggle in the man's eyes.

Mei Qianhe stood there without moving. He waited until the elevator reached the first floor, and then he walked to the stairs without haste.There are two windows in the corner, which are locked to prevent accidents.

He leaned against the window and looked downstairs against the glass.Below is the main entrance of the inpatient hall.

Under the dim light, one could clearly see Minghan standing at the door, staring stubbornly ahead, as if waiting for someone.There was another man standing next to him, who wanted to be angry but didn't want to be angry to accompany Minghan, his face was very ugly.

Looking past the two, Mei Qianhe saw Xu Sikui who was lurking behind the crowd, walking slowly and with difficulty from behind the dark flower bed.

He was holding something in his hand, and every time he stopped, he would stroke his tense wrist.

Mei Qianhe watched him go far away until the figure of the man disappeared completely.

Turning around and returning to the ward, the food on the table was already cold, so he took a few bites before going to wash.

It was not yet eight o'clock, but Mei Qianhe went to bed early.

With some unknown exploration and expectation.

However, unexpectedly, the dream did not come as expected.

This night, he slept soundly, let alone dreaming, he didn't even know when Shen Yu woke up.

When he woke up, he was lying on the bed instead of lying on the edge of the bed, and the boy was pushed aside by him.

Seeing him wake up, the young man's affectionate eyes rippled layer after layer, and a smile fainted inside, "Good morning."

With the enthusiasm and devotion of a teenager, it is sweeter than before.

"Morning." Mei Qianhe asked, still sleepy in his voice, "What time is it?"

Shen Yu secretly pulled his finger, but looked out of the window with a serious face, and turned to him and said, "It's not yet dawn, it should be less than six o'clock."

It gets dark early in Kyoto, and it gets bright early, usually at 06:30 in the morning.

Mei Qianhe's eyelids couldn't hold back, and fell asleep again within a few seconds.

After about 10 minutes, Shen Yu called him softly: "Hehe..."

The only sound left in the ward was the shallow breathing of the two of them.

After another minute, Shen Yukong stroked the cheek of the person next to the pillow with his hand.

Even after more than half a year, the boy still couldn't watch this person fall asleep in front of him. Only the beating pulse or the palpable body temperature could make him feel relieved.

Shen Yu leaned over, pressed his forehead against his, and rubbed each other's ears for a long time before he reluctantly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He tiptoedly opened the door, then closed it gently.

Unbeknownst to him, the moment he closed the door, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

After going out the door, the expression on the young man's face suddenly changed, and the emotion in his eyes dissipated, leaving nothing but ice-coldness.

With a clear direction under his feet, he walked straight to a secluded corner, took out his mobile phone and sent a message.Then look downstairs from the window on the side of the corridor.

Under the tall tree downstairs, two men, one tall and one short, still stood there persistently.

One of them was a taller man, about 24 years old, wearing blue short sleeves, and the other was Mingham.

The blue short-sleeved name is Jing Yi, and he is Ming Han's ex-boyfriend. Although his face is five points similar to Xu Sikui's, his temperament is completely different.

Xu Sikui was cold and reticent, untouchable like a flower in a high mountain, while Jing Yi had a stern air, and he didn't look like a good-tempered person.

Jing Yi's temper was indeed very bad. After being with Ming Han, he restrained a lot, but after Ming Han broke up with him, his temper became even hotter than before.

He waited with Minghan all night, feeling angry and helpless.Seeing that it was already dawn, and there was no sign of anyone waiting for them, it was obvious that they wanted to release Minghan's pigeons.

But Minghan, this idiot, this stupid and bad idiot, wouldn't listen to anything he said.

If it was someone else, he would have punched him unconscious and dragged him away, but this person is Minghan, the one he likes.

Even if this stupid and bad person originally used him as a substitute for someone else.

With a violent temper like him, he could only ask with a little anger, "How long are you going to wait?"

Minghan glanced at him lukewarmly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Jing Yi endured and endured, he felt that he could not bear it any longer, his anger rose up, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why haven't I left yet? I'm afraid your father will kneel down and beg me!"

Although he had long planned to return to China to find Minghan, but at that time he was entangled in many things and couldn't get away.

If Ming's father hadn't gone all the way abroad to beg him, sincerely begging him to forgive what forced him to break up with Minghan last year, he would never have returned to the country at the most critical time for the fight for succession.

Father Ming's attitude gave him hope, so he chose Minghan at the risk of losing everything.

However, when he returned to China, he found out that Ming Han liked someone else.

Even though he felt that there was a bolt from the blue, he was still unwilling to let go.When Minghan's condition deteriorated rapidly, he swallowed his anger and restrained all his temper, and took care of him patiently and meticulously.

However, when Minghan stroked his face and kissed him obsessively when he was in a daze, he called another man's name...

Jing Yi's jaw stretched into a straight line, he raised Ming Han's chin with two fingers, and asked coldly, "Who am I?"

Minghan put his arms around his neck, with a bright smile in his eyes, "It's my favorite Akui."

As he said that, Minghan didn't know what to think of, his emotions were visibly depressed, and his eyes were foggy, "Ah Kui, I will never leave you again."

Aqua Aqui!

Hearing this name, Jing Yi suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Ming Han.

At Daflo State University, he came out of the basketball court shoulder-to-shoulder with a group of good buddies. His jersey was soaked in sweat. Several of them took off the clothes and held them in their hands, and went to the school bathing center in a rowdy way.

While swiping the card, a young man came down the stairs next to him.

He looks very handsome, with exquisite facial features and a slightly rounded nose. He should be a sunny and cute boy, especially those pair of almond eyes, which are clear, bright and shining. Just one glance makes people feel as if they are in a bright galaxy.

The young man's hair was still wet, he should have just taken a shower, and he was wearing brand-new brand-name clothes. When his gaze casually glanced over, his pupils widened slightly, and he shouted in disbelief, "Ah Kui..."

Jing Yi noticed him at the first sight, and raised his eyebrows in a ruffian way when he heard this, "Call me?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, a look of disappointment was evident across the young man's face, and he lowered his head to apologize: "I admitted my mistake."

Jing Yi stared at him and glanced up and down, his eyes were extremely aggressive.

The young man was embarrassed by him, and left in a hurry.

And the teammates around him all knew his sexual orientation, seeing him staring at people intently, they joked and encouraged him.

"Brother Yi, go!"

"If you don't chase after your wife, you will run away."

He hooked his lips into a smile, and strode out without hesitation.

Pretending to be a gentleman, he pulled the young man's wrist, but smiled brightly and sincerely: "My name is Jing Yi, what's your name?"

The young man's bright almond eyes showed a little impatience, but he stared blankly at him for a long time, and then said softly, "Minghan."

Jing Yi thought that Ming Han was overwhelmed by his handsome appearance at that time, but it turned out that the clown was actually himself!

When I looked at him, I was probably thinking of someone else!

Later, I agreed to try with him, probably because I regarded him as another person!

From the beginning to the end, in Minghan's eyes, he was just a ridiculous substitute, and he pretended to say that he was willing to try with him!

God damn try it!

Who the hell can bear this!

Jing Yi has always been proud and arrogant, how could he bear such an insult, once his temper came up, he immediately kicked the door and wanted to leave.

But the Ming family's parents, who were guarding the door, dragged him desperately, begged him crying, and even pretended to kneel down for him.

Father Ming said sincerely: "Xiao Han is just sick, you must not take his words seriously."

Ming's mother wiped her tears, her eyes were swollen into a slit, cut out a picture from somewhere, and told him eagerly that that man already had a lover, and there was no possibility of being with Minghan.

Just wait a little longer, and when Minghan recovers from his illness, he will be able to keep his eyes open.

Jing Yi waited with Ming Han all night and thought about it all night, but he couldn't figure out what he was thinking before.

As the eldest son with the most right to inherit the Jing family, he was as proud as he was since he was a child, how could he be so humble for someone who didn't love him?

Even willing to give up together? !

This is so fucking unreasonable! ! !

Jing Yi suppressed all his emotions and took a deep breath.

"Are you going to go?"

Minghan tilted his head impatiently in bewilderment, and simply stopped looking at him.

Jing Yi smiled angrily, with the tip of his tongue touching his palate, "Okay, you can do whatever you like, sir, I won't serve you anymore."

At this time, the east gradually turned white, and a ray of morning light pierced the sky.

The darkness covering the earth was forced to fade away, and the shadows on the ground gradually became slender and reflected on the white wall.

Going up along the wall, there are clear windowsills arranged vertically and neatly, and the glass reflects the sunlight.

But one of them reflected a face with an evil smile, its head was tilted, and the cruelty in its eyes was burning like a fire.

"Are you still in Kyoto?"

The teenager's emotions suddenly intensified, he twisted his neck, his bones creaked, and his chill fluctuated.

He got a paper cutting blade from nowhere, his downcast eyes were full of violence, and self-loathing, he raised and lowered the knife indifferently but extremely skillfully, but there was no trace of pain on his face.

The thoughts in his heart grew wildly like weeds: He couldn't wait for a moment, he had to speed up the plan!

In the silence, the blood was ticking, like beads with a broken thread, scrambling to fall down.

The flat abdomen was covered with blood and flesh.

The wound is not deep, but the scars are intertwined, full of abusive beauty, and very visually impactful.

The morning sun is gradually falling, and a new day has arrived.

However, this small corner is still dark and chaotic, gloomy and terrifying.

Suddenly, there was a very light sound, very light, very light footsteps in the corridor.