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Xiaoman looked at the hideous wound on the back of Li Xiwei's hand. It seemed that he just rinsed it off and didn't do anything to deal with it. After staring at it for a while, Xiaoman felt sore in his eyes. He blinked and moved his eyes away, facing his side face .

Li Xiwei's cheeks were dimly rosy. I wonder if it was hot. His brows were tightly frowned in his sleep, as if he was constantly worried. He should have shaved his beard. His chin was clean, but his lips were a little pale in color. His lower lip was a little chapped. The line is straightened.

Looking up, Li Xiwei still had two strands of hair on the bridge of his nose, which kept floating with his breathing.It should be itchy, Xiaoman stretched out his hand, and gently pinched the two hairs, Li Xiwei felt the person in his arms move, and his arms tightened a little more, Xiaoman withdrew his hands, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Li Xiwei moved his body, put his palm on Xiaoman's forehead and tried it, "It's not burning."

Xiaoman felt that the temperature in the palm of his forehead was a little high, and touched Li Xiwei's cheek with the back of his hand. It turned out that his blushing was not from heat, but that he had a fever.

Li Xiwei moved his body again, resting his head on Xiaoman's shoulder, "Xiaoman, I'm still sleepy, I'll sleep for a while, don't go."

Xiaoman moved his body, and Li Xiwei tightened his grip even more. Xiaoman struggled for a long time before getting up from the bed, and gave him medicine. At first Li Xiwei didn't cooperate, and it took Xiaoman a long time to feed the medicine.

After feeding Li Xiwei and taking the medicine, Xiaoman looked at the time, and it was not yet six o'clock, and the sky was already bright. It seemed that the days were really long now.

Li Xiwei burned it for three days, and Xiaoman took care of it for three days. He usually went to and from get off work normally, and came back early to cook at noon and evening. It was calm for three days, and no one mentioned what happened that night.

Xiaoman went back to the rental house again, and found that the original wooden door had been replaced with a new one, which looked very strong. Of course, the door lock was also new, so he couldn't open it, so he walked around to the side of the house, and Xiaoman lay on the window and looked through. Looking in through the gap in the curtains, nothing in the room has been moved. Clothes and quilts are scattered on the floor, as well as maps torn up by Li Xiwei, all of which are accusing Li Xiwei of how crazy he was that night.

Xiao Man thought, since it's useless to move away secretly, let's bid farewell to Li Xiwei.

When Xiaoman went back on Friday night, Li Xiwei had already prepared dinner. The two of them ate quietly together as usual. Xiaoman didn't eat much these days. He really didn't feel hungry, so he put it down after a few bites Chopsticks, sitting opposite Li Xiwei, watched quietly, until Li Xiwei also put down his chopsticks, and then handed the note he had written in front of him.

"I applied for the faculty dormitory with the school the day before yesterday. Now that you are in good health, I plan to live in the school directly tomorrow. Let me tell you in advance."

The veins on the back of Li Xiwei's hand hanging under the table stood out, his back bounced straight, his sitting posture was a little stiff, and he said after a long time, "Do you have to leave? Just because I'm not Li Ran, and because I lied to you?"

Xiaoman lowered his eyes, if he asked him the reason, he really couldn't answer, just because he was not the person he was looking for, maybe, maybe not, he didn't know the answer himself, so naturally he couldn't say it, so he could only stare at the bowl There was more than half of the rice left in the bag, and he counted the grains silently in his heart. His hands were still in his pockets, holding a thick stack of small paper slips he had prepared in advance, folding and unfolding them on his fingers. Zhang didn't take it out again.

Li Xiwei didn't see the answer he wanted, so he loosened his clenched teeth and said, "I have a training tomorrow, you go with me, I need to go to the company in the afternoon, I have a meeting, and there is a reception in the evening , I have asked someone to pre-order your clothes, if you must move, then do so after tomorrow, and I will send you off the day after tomorrow."

Xiaoman didn't expect Li Xiwei to agree so easily. He thought that Li Xiwei would be angry when he heard that he wanted to leave, but he didn't. He just calmly stated the itinerary for the next day, and he was included in every arrangement. Xiaoman felt that The heart seemed to be pulled carefully by someone, as if it was slowly roasted by a slow fire.

Xiaoman originally prepared a lot of written notes in advance, but he pressed them back in the bottom of his pocket in the end, but it was an extra day, and the day after tomorrow was not much different from tomorrow, so he nodded in agreement.

Li Xiwei was relieved when he saw Xiao Man nodding, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables again, put them in his mouth, and chewed them mechanically without making any sound.

Xiaoman raised his head and glanced at Li Xiwei, his eyelashes were drooping, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes. Li Xiwei was too gentle before, so that he didn't realize his aggressiveness now.

The next day's itinerary was the same as what Li Xiwei said. He went to see Li Xiwei's training. They had never had a chance when they were together before. They didn't expect to come here only once after they separated. I don't know if it was an illusion. Xiaoman felt that Li Xiwei on the training ground It's not the same, the figure on the motorcycle is very sharp and full of wildness, but when he took off his helmet, his eyes were full of gentle south wind blowing, his back was facing the noon sun, but he was more dazzling than the sun.

Xiaoman raised his hand to stroke his forehead, blocking the glare of the sun and half of Li Xiwei's figure.

Li Xiwei got out of the car and walked to Xiaoman's side, "I will race on my birthday, so you can wait for me at the finish line."

Xiaoman didn't answer, he looked at Li Xiwei's slanted figure on the ground next to his own shadow, it looked like he was embracing, the south wind blew, and the figure on the ground seemed to be motionless, if the wind was stronger, it might blow away the close silhouettes together.

Thinking a little farther, Xiaoman pulled back his thoughts. Just now Li Xiwei told him to wait for him at the finish line. He didn't know what that meant. They were about to break up, so would he still come to watch his game?

If it is the status of a friend, he thinks he will come, and he can also bring a birthday present.

Li Xiwei didn't want to hear Xiao Man's answer, so he put his helmet on Xiao Man's head, "Let's go, it's too hot, I'll take you home, I have a meeting in the afternoon, come with me in the evening."

Someone knocked on the door just before dinner in the afternoon. When Xiaoman opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man who treated him respectfully. He claimed to be Li Xiwei's assistant. He also brought a suit, which he said was ordered by the young master and made according to his size. , Xiaoman naturally fits well.

Li Xiwei seemed to have calculated the time. When he returned home, Xiaoman was looking at himself in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom. The fabric was of fine texture, and the silk tie complemented Xiaoman's narrow waist and long legs. Li Xiwei who came in from behind the mirror was dressed in the same color as him In a suit of the same style, he walked slowly to Xiaoman's side and stood still, and the two looked at each other in the mirror. This picture was so beautiful that no one could bear to destroy it.

Xiaoman was scalded by Li Xiwei's eyes. He wanted to back out of the mirror, but in the end he was stunned for a moment. Li Xiwei grabbed his waist, and it was too late to back out.

The reception was held in a private villa. Li Xiwei got out of the car with Xiao Man's waist in his arms and entered the arena. A lot of eyes fell on them along the way. Before Xiao Man came, he thought that he just needed to stay quietly in the corner and wait for Li Xiwei to finish. But from the moment he entered the arena, Li Xiwei was always by his side, never leaving him for a moment. Wherever Li Xiwei was, the focus was naturally there, and Xiaoman inevitably became one of them.

Different from looking at Li Xiwei, the eyes that fell on Xiaoman were curious, disdainful, envious, and contemptuous, but Li Xiwei didn't care about other people. Although Li Pei suppressed a lot over the years, he liked The rumors of the same sex, but in the crowd of their level, it is not a secret, but I did not expect him to bring people out blatantly.

Xiaoman felt uncomfortable, he even heard the whispering of some women not far away

"The man next to Young Master Li looks pretty good."

"Not bad. What's the use? It's not a guy who gets played with ass. When he gets tired of playing, he changes. That Young Master Li has made a lot of news before. Others don't know about it, so we don't know about it?"

"It's not about marrying a woman in the end."

Several women smiled lowly, the voices fell into Xiaoman's ears, and the stones pressed heavily on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

Li Xiwei was pulled over by a few men to have a drink and chat. Xiao Man took the opportunity to slip away and went to the bathroom, far away from the busy area. He felt much better, washed his hands in front of the sink, collected his thoughts, and did not return to the crowd in the front hall , wanting to find a quieter place to breathe, thinking that it would be best to stay until the end of the reception.

Along the corridor, walk out a small door, there is a narrow open space, there is no one, Xiaoman let out a suffocating breath, standing on the steps in front of the window, leaning on the railing, staring at the banyan tree in front of him in a daze, when the wind blows, The leaves rustled.

Not long after, Xiaoman felt that there was another person beside him, smelling of wine, and turned his head to look, but he didn't expect to meet Zheng Anning here again. He held two glasses of wine in his hand and handed one to Xiaoman, "Xiaoman , So you are here, I just saw you disappeared, I have been looking for you, I guess you don't like this kind of occasion, I don't like it either, let's have a drink together?"

Xiao Man pushed the wine glass in front of his eyes, he didn't want to drink, so he just smiled at Zheng Anning.

Zheng Anning didn't take back the glass, "This wine is sweet sparkling wine with a very low alcohol content. It's okay to drink a little. You see, I have two glasses in my hand, and it's not convenient to turn around."

Hearing this, Xiao Man couldn't refuse anymore, took the wine glass, and Zheng Anning raised his glass and clinked with him, "Cheers."

The two raised their glasses and drank together, Xiao Man only took a sip, he is not a good drinker, but this glass of wine is not heavy, it tastes sweet.

"Are you having a fight with Li Xiwei?" Zheng Anning asked.

Xiaoman took another sip, it wasn't because of any awkwardness, but because they wanted to break up.

Zheng Anning drank the wine in the glass, "It would be even better if we can break up, then I have a chance."

"Even if I die, you don't have this chance." Li Xiwei's voice passed straight behind the two of them, and a figure followed, grabbed Xiao Man's arm, swung the wine glass in his hand, jumped over the railing, and fell On the banyan tree, the wine glass broke, and the wine inside dripped down the tree trunk.

Xiaoman was half-dragged and half-dragged down the steps by Li Xiwei, because Li Xiwei used too much force, Xiaoman's body swayed, his feet were unstable, and he fell on Li Xiwei.

Zheng Anning grabbed Li Xiwei's arm, "Take it easy, don't you see that he is in pain?"

"Whether it hurts or not is none of your business?" Li Xiwei shook off Zheng Anning's hand, raised her leg and kicked Zheng Anning's lower abdomen. Zheng Anning took two steps back and bumped into the railing behind her, her face turned pale all of a sudden. .

Xiao Man wanted to see Zheng Anning, but was dragged back by Li Xiwei.

"Turn around and I don't see you, so I was drinking with someone who is not on the stage like him." Pulling Xiaoman into the banquet hall again, Li Xiwei's tight jawline softened a lot, he resumed his usual smiling face, and walked over A waiter picked up a glass of wine from the tray and handed it to Xiao Man, "Drink this glass of wine!"

Xiaoman pushed Li Xiwei, but it was obviously of no use.

"After drinking Zheng Anning's wine, you must also drink what I gave you."

Xiaoman stared into Li Xiwei's eyes with empty eyes, seeing that there was a bottomless glacier under his warm smile, and he didn't intend to let him go.

Xiaoman took the wine glass in Li Xiwei's hand, raised his head and drank it down. This glass of wine was different from the glass of sweet wine just now. It was very spicy and burned his throat. After drinking it, Xiao Man began to cough lightly.

Li Xiwei held Xiao Man with one hand, and patted his back lightly with the other. Looking at the empty wine glass, he opened his mouth, and the words came to his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything. A phone just happened to come in, and he answered it. Pick up the phone and walk aside.

The glass of wine was too strong, Li Xiwei had just left, and had no support, Xiaoman felt his legs were sore and weak, his eyes turned pale, his face was hot, and soon turned red, there was a hot and nameless fire He ran around in all directions, and finally gathered in the lower abdomen quickly.

Xiaoman felt that something was wrong with this glass of wine, looked down at the changes in his body, and secretly guessed in his heart, he didn't know who had tampered with the wine, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible before he lost consciousness, It would be good to rinse his body with cold water, to wash away the impulse that he couldn't control himself.

He looked around, but couldn't see Li Xiwei, so he had to support the table legs and staggered out of the banquet living room. Before he reached the bathroom, he heard a familiar voice from around the corner. Li Xiwei should be calling someone, Xiaoman followed the voice Get closer.

"He drank, I have the room ready, the plan remains the same."

"I'm not a good person, you don't need to remind me."

"After tonight, he won't say he's leaving."

It was Li Xiwei, and Xiao Man felt cold all over his body.