My soul pierces the white moonlight of my crush

Su Yuan was discharged from the hospital at ten o'clock in the morning. Fang Qiong and Tao Zi both came, but in the end it was Song Weiji who sent him back to Qiao Huai's apartment.

Not in the mood to greet him, Su Yuan let him take care of himself and went to take a bath by himself.The steam in the bathroom made my head dizzy again, but after I came out, I was refreshed and felt much better.

The living room was a little quiet, Su Yuan came out after brushing his hair, and saw Song Weiji standing in front of the French window in a daze.He walked over and stood side by side with him: "The scenery is not bad, but this is not the most beautiful. At night, the night scenery is not to mention how beautiful it is."

Song Weiji turned his head to look at him, and saw that his half-long hair was still dripping with water, and a figure could not help appearing in front of his eyes. The man was half-naked, squinted and smiled at him purely and seductively. His Adam's apple involuntarily moved up and down. Scroll a few times.

But in the blink of an eye, there is still that demagogue.In front of him was Qiao Huai, the person he had admired in his heart for more than ten years.

Su Yuan was focusing on the scenery outside the window, and didn't realize the change in his expression. He hastily wiped the moisture from his hair, threw the towel on the back of the sofa, and turned to Song Weiji, "Are you hungry? There are ingredients in the refrigerator." , it’s just that my skills are average, you shouldn’t dislike me, right?”

"Where's the hair dryer?"

"what?"

"If you don't dry your hair, you'll catch a cold, not to mention your head hurts."

Su Yuan immediately felt that it made sense.He usually doesn't bother to blow-dry his hair, but after all, he was hit with a slight concussion, so he should be more cautious.

"Then you wait for me to download, I will be very fast."

There was a hair dryer in the cloakroom next to it. Su Yuan dried his hair, but when he came out, he heard the slight sound of the range hood.He walked into the kitchen, fish soup was already simmering in the pot, and Song Weiji was cutting shredded carrots in front of the chopping board. It could be seen from his knife skills that he was very good at cooking.

Su Yuan never knew.When the two of them were together in the past, most of them ordered takeaway. Su Yuan was not very good at cooking, and occasionally showed his skills, but either the food was burnt or the rice was raw. Anyway, there was never a happy ending, even so , Song Weiji has never cooked a dish for him in his kitchen.

Gently breathing a sigh of relief, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Su Yuan walked over: "Want to help?"

Song Weiji looked up at him, was about to shake his head, thought for a while, and said, "Look at what else you want to eat, just wash the dishes."

Knowing that he couldn't be of much help, Su Yuan opened the refrigerator graciously.The refrigerator was full. Qiao Huai used to like cooking very much. Even if he came back late, he would make something for himself. Tao Zi developed the habit of buying vegetables for him often.It's just that Su Yuan was too lazy to move, Tao Zi only thought that he was losing weight, and didn't ask, she just helped him tidy up and replenish the refrigerator from time to time, in case he suddenly wanted to eat someday and there was no food to make.

Su Yuan took out some vegetables and washed them in the sink.In the kitchen, only the sound of cooking and water flow can be heard, and it is rare to have a warm and peaceful feeling.

He had fantasized about such a scene countless times, but when everything became a reality, he was using someone else's identity to experience the life he yearned for.

After yesterday's accident where his soul went out of his body, Su Yuan's mood is much calmer now.It is impossible for a person to resent a person forever, and now he can still live like a normal person, he is already very content.

Even if he didn't know whether he could return to his own body, or whether Qiao Huai was dead or alive, but even if he could say to Xiao Yichen what he couldn't say for that man, but to Song Weiji , but he didn't know what to do.

In fact, think about it, Qiao Huai would never refuse to be loved so much, with Qiao Huai's gentle personality.

With bitterness in his mouth, Su Yuan shook his head, not wanting to think about it anymore.

Let's take it one step at a time, anyway, Song Weiji doesn't seem to have any intention of confessing, otherwise he couldn't miss such a good opportunity when he was in the hospital.

Song Weiji cut and stir-fried vegetables very fast, almost as soon as he cleaned this dish, the last one was ready.In less than half an hour, the four dishes and one soup were on the table, and the rice was just cooked.

Su Yuan drank a bowl of soup first. The milky white fish soup was mellow and delicious. He didn't have a good appetite, but he also ate a lot of dishes, but he didn't eat the main food.

After filling his stomach, Su Yuan rushed to wash the dishes, and washed some fruits.

However, Song Weiji had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

The slender eyelashes are thick and thick, and the straight nostrils flutter slightly with breathing.When he fell asleep, he didn't have the usual arrogance, and his exquisite facial features were a little softer. He looked cute, after all, he was only 22 years old.

Su Yuan sat down on the single sofa next to him, and couldn't help but look at this young man who had carved an indelible mark on his life.

He has lived for nearly 30 years, and he is the only young man who has thought about staying with him for the rest of his life.

Although he had gained weight recently and wasn't as skinny as he had looked when they first met after the car accident, his chin was still sharp.

In the past, Song Weiji's figure was perfect. His limbs and chest and abdomen muscles were strong but not exaggerated. There was no trace of fat on his body. It was hard to imagine how thin he could be.

So looking at this young man's face at this moment, it is inevitable that he looks a little pitiful.

He didn't dare to imagine that Song Weiji would lose weight because of him, but he still had a little extravagant hope that this man had even felt even a little bit sad because of his car accident.

Even though he never liked him, after all, they had been with each other for a year, so it's impossible for them to have no feelings at all, right?

But it's meaningless to think about it, this person doesn't belong to him after all, even if he really feels sorry for him, so what, what he needs is never compassion.

Song Weiji slept for five hours before waking up. The sky outside had turned blue, and it was about to get dark, and the light in the room had also dimmed.

He sat up, the blanket covering his body slipped off, he looked down, picked it up, folded it, and put it beside him.

There was no sound in the room, he called "Brother Huai" a few times, and soon heard the sound of the door opening.

Su Yuan came out yawning, and he squinted in the bedroom for a while, but he had a lot of dreams and didn't sleep very soundly, and woke up when he heard Song Weiji's voice.

There was still a bit of pain in his head, he was dizzy and his steps were fluttering, he didn't pay attention, his left foot stepped on the slippers of his right foot, and he was about to fall backwards, if it wasn't for Song Weiji's witty support, he would probably fall again Going to the hospital.

But his lower back still bumped into the corner of the cabinet next to him, his mind suddenly became confused, and his lower back also hurt badly.The afterimage from the dream just now still remained in his mind, he waved away Song Weiji's hand that was holding him, frowned and said, "I f*ck said no more, no more, can't you hear me?"

He spoke fiercely, but he could vaguely hear a sense of intimacy and coquettishness.

Song Weiji stared at him blankly, his brows furrowed slowly: "What did you say...?"

Su Yuan supported his waist, raised his head impatiently, and was about to say something, when he saw Song Weiji's strange eyes, he shivered suddenly and came back to his senses.

The corners of his eyes twitched, his back was covered with cold sweat, and he was speechless for a while.

The doubts in Song Weiji's eyes became more and more obvious, that familiar strange feeling came to his heart, something seemed to come out, like a ball of wool in front of him, as long as he found the most important thread, everything would be fine. It was laid out clearly in front of him.

A few seconds seemed as long as a century, Su Yuan breathed out suddenly, he blinked, showing a wry smile: "I had a dream just now..."

"what?"

With a shy and apologetic expression on his face, Su Yuan seemed to be having trouble looking him in the eye. He turned his head, his cheeks flushed slightly, and said, "It's nothing... sorry, I just didn't wake up, and I mistook you for someone else."

After two or three seconds, Song Weiji seemed to understand what he meant.He also turned his head in embarrassment: "You... are you okay?"

Su Yuan rubbed his waist, the back was pressed against the sharpest part of the cabinet, and there was a sharp pain, but he smiled: "It's okay."

Song Weiji glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, his lips moved and closed tightly again.He told himself that Brother Huai didn't like him speaking ill of that person, so he couldn't make Brother Huai unhappy.

But, just watch him ruin himself?

He suddenly turned his head and raised his hand to grab Su Yuan's hand. Su Yuan, who thought he had noticed something, suddenly turned pale with fright.

"Brother Huai."

"……what?"

"Let me introduce you to someone else. What type do you like? Even if it's his type, I can introduce it for you. Don't entangle him anymore, okay?"

"..." What the hell, introduce someone to the white moonlight in my heart?Su Yuan was speechless, and really wanted to say "I really have you".