Heart distance

Lu Tinglan froze.

Han Ziqi saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down under his seemingly calm expression.

After the two stalemate for half a minute, Lu Tinglan bent down, put one hand on his lower back, and the other hand hooked his knees, lifting him up in the air.

Han Ziqi, who was bare-legged, could feel Lu Tinglan's warm body temperature directly, but it was even hotter than him who just took a bath.

Han Ziqi plucked up his courage and put his arms around Lu Tinglan's neck. Because he was too shy and embarrassed, he buried his face in the man's neck, and his breath was full of his favorite smell.

It was a luxury he had dreamed of but could not get.

Han Ziqi's whole body was numb. The contact at such a distance made him so nervous that he fainted every minute.

The manic heartbeat was transmitted along the eardrums, and the current situation was too good to be true.

Han Ziqi closed his eyes and didn't look, creating a comfortable state for himself where he couldn't see and didn't panic.

Lu Tinglan's collarbone was just stuck on the edge of his lips, and with the frequency of the opponent's steps, his lips touched it intentionally or unintentionally.

Every time he touched it, Lu Tinglan's body temperature became a little hotter than the last time, and the hand around his waist was also an inch tighter than the last second.

Until Lu Tinglan carried him to a bedroom, only a dim bedside lamp was turned on in the room, which just helped him to cover up his flustered throbbing.

Lu Tinglan gently placed him beside the soft bed and let go.

But Han Ziqi didn't intend to let go, and his arms hung tightly around Lu Tinglan's neck.

"Let go." Lu Tinglan held his forearm, "I'll show you my feet."

Although Han Ziqi was reluctant, he still let go.

Lu Tinglan moved closer, came to him, pulled the quilt from the bed to cover his lap, lifted his calf lightly, and turned his ankle, "Does it hurt here?"

Han Ziqi shook his head.

"What about here?"

"pain."

"The injury I suffered back then didn't heal well, and the root cause of the disease is always easy to twist." Lu Tinglan gently put down his feet, got up and left the room.

The other party hadn't gone far when Han Ziqi pulled the quilt off his lap.

This kind of behavior made Han Ziqi feel ashamed, but he still insisted on doing it.

Lu Tinglan, who was holding the massage oil, returned to the room, saw his bare legs, couldn't help frowning, and pulled the quilt to cover him again.

"What are you doing."

"Be honest." Lu Tinglan pressed his leg through the quilt and ordered.

"I'm hot, don't cover me up." Han Ziqi pulled off the quilt vigorously.

Until Lu Tinglan glimpsed Han Ziqi's bare legs again.

He is not a saint, he has emotions and desires.

Helpless, Lu Tinglan got up and turned on the central air conditioner in the room, and adjusted the temperature to [-] degrees.Then he threw the remote control on the bed and looked at the boy coldly, "Is it still hot?"

Han Ziqi was speechless, and Lu Tinglan covered him with a quilt again.

Lu Tinglan's movements of massaging his ankles were gentle, exactly the same as back then.

Between the two of them, apart from the dim light, there was only thin and ambiguous air left.The person who obviously likes to talk the most has now become the more silent one between the two.

Han Ziqi clutched the quilt in his palm, hesitant to speak.

After Lu Tinglan massaged her feet, she got up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. After coming out, she sat on the chair next to the bed again.

"Give me your hand."

Han Ziqi followed his advice.

Han Tingsong took out the scald ointment he just bought today. Unlike last time, he didn't use a cotton swab, but directly used his fingertips to gently smear Han Ziqi on the affected area.

Han Ziqi finally plucked up his courage, "Have you thought about me this year?"

Lu Tinglan paused, "I don't need to cook anymore in the future."

"Why?" Han Ziqi was restless.

Lu Tinglan remained calm, "No reason."

"But I signed a one-month trial contract."

"I'll pay you your salary."

"I don't want money." Han Ziqi struggled hard, "I just want to be here."

"Your hands are not for cooking."

"I'll pay attention in the future, it won't be like this next time." Han Ziqi gripped the corner of the quilt tightly, "Can you please don't drive me away, I have nothing but you."

Lu Tinglan stopped in place, gritted his teeth, and then let go of his fingertips, "Rest early."

After finishing speaking, Lu Tinglan stood up.

"Wait." Han Ziqi grabbed the corner of his clothes, "You...haven't blown yet."

"It's a big deal, it won't count as your seduction in the future." Han Ziqi was worried.

His words made Lu Tinglan laugh, and the latter turned around and rubbed his hair, "Child, you've learned badly."

"I was taught badly by you."

But now you don't want me anymore.

Lu Tinglan sat back beside the young man, gently held his hand and blew softly.

The young man's fiery eyes slowly came into Lu Tinglan's afterglow through the night light and the ambiguous air in the bedroom.

Until I meet his eyes.

Lu Tinglan put down Han Ziqi's hand, bent down and approached the boy, with his arms resting on both sides of his shoulders.

Until the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, so close that they had to work hard to see each other's eyes, Lu Tinglan turned his head, covered his eyes, and said to him softly, "Kid, close your eyes."

The hinting words with obvious purpose, on the young man who had already had close contact with him, carried a strong temptation of meaning.

Han Ziqi will always remember how his heart beat faster and he couldn't sleep after such gestures and words a few times ago.

At this time, Han Ziqi was still the young and ignorant boy, he was holding the quilt tightly with both hands, and the violent beating of his chest was declaring his madness to the world.

Until the bedside lamp was turned off by someone, the darkness from his eyelids brought him back to reality.

Han Ziqi opened his eyes, and the person who was in front of him half a minute ago had long since disappeared. In the whole room, only the moonlight on the window sill was still bright.

Han Ziqi curled up and covered himself in the quilt.

Still cheated.

annoying.

But this night was the most comfortable night for Han Ziqi to sleep during this period of time.She was clearly on a strange bed, but because she was wearing Han Tingsong's clothes, she felt the sense of security he had given her.

Like he never left.

Waking up early, Han Ziqi came to the restaurant along the spiral staircase, where Lu Tinglan was sitting at the dining table reading a newspaper.

At that moment, he felt like a world away.

Time seemed to go back to the morning a year ago, the other party was still Han Tingsong who often teased him, and beside him was his brother who was busy preparing breakfast for him.

But the reality is different from the dream.

Han Ziqi took a sip of the milk, intentionally or unintentionally peeking at Lu Tinglan.

"The driver will take you back to school in a while." Lu Tinglan didn't look at him, his eyes stopped on the inside of the newspaper.

"Today is the weekend, don't you have a rest?" Han Ziqi probed, "My roommate may come back very late, and I won't be able to enter the dormitory even if I go back now."

"Besides, I go to the hospital to accompany my brother on weekends." Han Ziqi held the glass tightly, "Can you accompany me? My brother should miss you very much."

The villa where Lu Tinglan lives is more than 20 minutes' drive from Han Sijun's hospital. There is no morning rush hour on weekend mornings, and there are almost no vehicles on the road.

Lu Tinglan parked the car in the underground parking lot of the hospital, and walked into the elevator with the boy.

Han Ziqi held the cotton candy he received for free from the restaurant last night.The candy was tightly sealed and kept its original shape overnight in the refrigerator.

Han Ziqi put the marshmallow on Han Sijun's bedside, and pulled out a stool for Lu Tinglan to sit on.

I took a basin of hot water and helped Han Sijun wipe his face, "Brother, I got you a marshmallow yesterday, I don't know if you like it or not, you know I was not very good at choosing this since I was a child, next time it's you Come yourself."

"Also, look who's coming."

Han Ziqi turned his head to look at Lu Tinglan beside him. The latter's eyes were fixed on his brother, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't guess his mood at all.

"You guys haven't seen each other for a long time, I..." Han Ziqi's heart rate accelerated, "It took me a lot of effort to find him."

Han Ziqi didn't dare to turn his head to look at Lu Tinglan, but he knew who he was speaking to.

At this time, Lu Tinglan's phone rang, and he got up to answer the phone.

When Lu Tinglan just left, Chang Shan opened the door and came in, "Ziqi, who is that man outside the door?"

Chang Shan asked Han Ziqi what he said, and he thought it over before saying, "My brother and I are friends."

"Oh, no wonder." Chang Shan sat on the side and helped her brother massage his joints, "I saw him a few times outside your brother's ward, and he came here every time in the middle of the night. Not like."

Han Ziqi's pupils shrank suddenly, "You mean, he often visits my brother?"

"I don't know how often, and I don't come here every midnight. But every time he passes by your brother's door, I'm not sure he's visiting your brother."

Chang Shan continued: "Later, I inquired with the nurse on duty and said that the head nurse had explained that if this person came over, there was no need to stop or ask."

Therefore, during this period of time, Lu Tinglan often visited his brother in the middle of the night.

But he refused to come to him once.

The sound of pushing the door disturbed Han Ziqi's thoughts, just as Lu Tinglan hung up the phone, he noticed another person in the ward.

Chang Shan stretched out her hand and said politely, "Hi, I'm Han Sijun's assistant physician."

"Hello." Lu Tinglan looked very busy, and instead of being too polite with Chang Shan, she turned to Han Ziqi and said, "I still have something to do. I'll let the driver pick you up later."

"No, I'll go with you." Han Ziqi bid farewell to Chang Shan, and followed Lu Tinglan downstairs.

"Is that Chang Qi's sister?" Lu Tinglan asked.

"Well, how did you know that?"

"I heard from Chang Qi before that they look alike."

"Sister Shan seems to like my brother very much."

"Very good." Lu Tinglan said, "They are a good match, if your brother can get better."

"Do you often visit my brother?" Han Ziqi gritted his teeth and turned to look at him, "Then have you ever visited me?"

"Are you going back to school or where are you going?" The man deliberately did not answer his question, not even a polite refusal.

Han Ziqi was discouraged and no longer attached, "I'll take the bus back later."

"Let's go, I'll take you."

The hospital was not far from his school, and the two of them were silent all the way until the car stopped at the school gate.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Do you still have soup? I'll make it for you when I go back tonight." Han Ziqi unbuckled his seat belt.

"Let's talk about it later." Lu Tinglan said perfunctorily.

Han Ziqi got out of the car, thought of something, and knocked on the window.

Lu Tinglan slowly lowered the window of the co-pilot.

Han Ziqi held out his mobile phone, "Give me your new contact information, send me a message if you want to eat, and I will make it for you."

"No, just send that number." Han Tingsong closed the car window, put the gear on, "Let's go."

The car had disappeared from sight, but Han Ziqi was still recalling Lu Tinglan's words.If that number can be issued, does it mean that Lu Tinglan has seen what he said back then.

He knows all about those pretentious, overt and secret confessions and likings.

Thinking of those shy words, Han Ziqi's face couldn't help but heat up.

shame.

"Hey, what are you thinking? Why is your face turning red?"

Han Ziqi turned his head, it was Du Haoyu.

"Where did you go last night? If you don't come back, you won't say anything, and you won't reply to your WeChat messages. You are really cold-blooded."

"If you don't send me a message, you won't feel cold-blooded."

"Don't, we should care about each other as classmates and roommates." Seeing Han Ziqi ignoring him, Du Haoyu relished, "I think a luxury car brought you here just now, who is it?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? It also satisfies my curiosity." Du Haoyu is like a dog skin plaster, never tired of it, "Really, you are so interesting, you are clearly in charge of the school's poverty bursary fund, but you still have a luxury car Pick up and drop off to school."

"And, do you know? I searched for your ID number the other day. Guess what I found?"

Han Ziqi paused.

"You actually have a set of commercial housing with the most expensive land in the city center under your name. I calculated it, and it's probably several million dollars."

"Han Ziqi, do you know? The less you talk about it, the more interesting you are."

"You won't be the kind of poor college student who is taken care of by others." Du Haoyu was nervous, "The person who took care of you is your so-called elder brother, Lu Tinglan?"

Hearing this, Han Ziqi didn't stop laughing, "I give you full marks for your imagination."

Then Han Ziqi ignored him and strode forward.

Now he wished to be taken care of by Lu Tinglan, at least he could have a closer contact, instead of being half-pushed and half-accepted like now.

In the afternoon, Han Ziqi sent Lu Tinglan a WeChat message.

"Are you busy? Still don't have anything to eat?"

"Let me send it here, but you don't reply to me."

"Then I'll just watch and do it, I'm going now."

As soon as Han Ziqi put on his shoes, he received a call from a stranger.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Lu's assistant. Mr. Lu asked me to convey to you that he has a dinner tonight and needs to attend, so you don't have to rush over."

"He will inform you again if necessary in the future."

Lu Tinglan's entertainment may be false, but the refusal must be true.

Han Ziqi put down his phone, and said to Du Haoyu who was about to tear open the box of instant noodles, "Are you going to eat? I invite you."

"Damn it, what are you doing today? Are you trying to scare me to death? Are you burned?" Du Haoyu wanted to touch Han Ziqi's forehead, but the latter avoided him in disgust.

"Are you going or not?" Han Ziqi was irritable.

"Go, of course." Du Haoyu dropped the instant noodles casually, and followed Han Ziqi out of the dormitory.

The two of them set the plates and sat facing each other in a corner of the cafeteria.

"Hey, by the way, don't hate me too much. In fact, I really don't have any malicious intentions. I'm just curious about everything. The more you don't want to talk about it, the more I want to know." Du Haoyu stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth.

"Yeah." Han Ziqi fiddled with the plate, he had no appetite.

"Hey, isn't it? I told you so much just now, why don't you give me an answer now?"

"Ah."

"So, you and that Lin Duo from the English Department are real?" Du Haoyu chattered.

"Hey, talk to you." Du Haoyu urged, "I don't like eating like this."

The reason why Han Ziqi called Du Haoyu was because he simply thought that eating with people who talked a lot would interfere with his wild thoughts and reduce his thinking about unrealistic things.

During the few days when Lu Tinglan rejected him because he was entertaining, Han Ziqi kept changing who he had dinner with, and tonight it was Chang Qi and Li Zeran.

The three of them met in a restaurant next to the school.

Chang Qi put an open bottle of beer in front of Han Ziqi's desk, "Fuck me, you finally made an appointment, Marshal Han. How long has it been since school started? I just didn't have time to look for you a while ago."

"It was really busy before."

"Come have a drink, why didn't you take a sip of your wine." Chang Qi held the wine and wanted to clink glasses with him.

Han Ziqi picked up the teacup in hand, "I won't drink it."

"Why? If you don't drink at a party, can it still be called a party?"

"Delay."

The important thing is that he still dreams about the person he wants to see, but he doesn't want to have that kind of dream in the dormitory.

"There's no need to delay things, just go back to sleep and you'll be fine." Chang Qi was always careless.

Li Zeran snatched the wine glass from Chang Qi's hand, "Ah Qi, don't drink it either, I just had gastroenteritis two days ago, I'm afraid you'll feel sick again."

"Okay, you won't drink if you don't want to drink." Chang Qi put his arms around Li Zeran's shoulders, completely ignoring Han Ziqi beside him, and kissed him fiercely on the face.

"Aqi, you hate it, there are so many people." Li Zeran's face turned red, "It's not good to have too much influence."

"What are you afraid of? It's not like Marshal Han has never seen him before."

Han Ziqi didn't look at those two people, took a sip from his teacup, and regretted having dinner with these two people today.

It's okay to find stimulation for yourself.

"Oh, by the way, have you found Teacher Han?"

Han Ziqi's breathing was slightly stagnant, he didn't expect Chang Qi to ask this suddenly.

Ever since Lu Tinglan left, Chang Qi should have noticed something happened, so for a long time, he kept silent about this person.

Maybe it was because of drinking today that he started to speak out.

"found it."

"Wow!" Chang Qi was dumbfounded, this kind of answer was completely beyond his expectation, "Look, did you find it?"

"Yeah." Han Ziqi lowered his eyes and turned the glass in his hand, "I've already returned the watch to him."

"Then you two now..." In the middle of the conversation, Chang Qi reorganized the language before saying: "Is the relationship okay?"

"Average." Han Ziqi was neither salty nor bland.

"Ah, oh——" Chang Qi blushed, as if looking for something to talk about, "That... Marshal Han, I have something, I don't know whether I should ask it, you..."

"like."

"Ah?" The other two on the table were stunned.

"I like him. I have liked him since the second year of high school, and I still like him until now."

When he was a teenager, because of his self-esteem that surpassed the sky, he carefully hid the secret in a corner that no one knew, wishing to hide it from the whole world.

As an adult, he realized that his love is neither cheap nor shameful, and although he doesn't need to tell the world, he doesn't need to hide in a secret crevice.

"Oh, hey, you said it was a big deal. It's quite hot today. This autumn tiger is really autumn tiger. Why is it so hot here?"

The boy's frank confession, on the contrary, brought pressure to others.

Chang Qi, who was already dizzy from drinking, didn't know how to answer the following words, so he could only speak words full of loopholes, which made the embarrassment at this moment even more embarrassing.

"It's getting late, the dormitory is about to be locked, let's go back early." Li Zeran ended today's most embarrassing topic in the most normal way.

Han Ziqi hated being mentioned that person's name, as long as he was mentioned in front of him, he would definitely lose sleep that night.

Han Ziqi was just about to fall asleep when his phone rang.

Han Ziqi took out his phone, it was Ling Ran.

"Boy, can you come out now?"

"What's wrong?" Han Ziqi lowered his voice, trying not to disturb his roommate.

"Lu Tinglan is drunk, and he is in my car now, come and get him away."

Han Ziqi's back trembled slightly, "Where are you now?"

"At the gate of your school."

"wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Han Ziqi glanced at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.The dormitory building was locked at eleven o'clock, and I couldn't get out at all.

Han Ziqi put on his clothes, got off the bed, opened the window, and jumped along the window sill on the second floor without hesitation.

He didn't think about other things at all, ran along the path to the school gate, climbed over the wall and went out.

Ling Ran's car was parked beside the road. The red Aston Martin was extremely eye-catching even in the dark night.

Han Ziqi opened the rear door and sat in.

Lu Tinglan was leaning on the inside, reeking of alcohol and groggy with his eyes closed.

Han Ziqi wiped the sweat off his forehead for him, "How did this happen?"

"There is a contract at the dinner table today. He made a bet with that Boss Wang that if he can drink three bottles of vodka, the business will be lower by five points." Ling Ran sat in the driver's seat, crossing his arms.

Ling Ran sighed, "Although for us, this project can only succeed but not fail, but it's really not worth sacrificing your life for it."

"Sometimes I really feel that Lu Tinglan is a lunatic."

The pain in Han Ziqi's heart made him unable to breathe normally, "Then his stomach."

"It's okay this time, he took the medicine before drinking, so he should be under control." Ling Ran held the steering wheel with both hands, "But if this happens frequently, it will definitely be unbearable."

"After drinking, he was dragged to the nightclub by that group of people. Fortunately, I was here today, and I dragged him back." Ling Ran earnestly said, "Boy, you have to watch him closely. This is something in the mall, isn't it? He can do whatever he doesn’t want to, and some things are beyond his control.”

"Well, thank you, Miss Ming Ran."

"Okay, don't be polite to me, I have an interest with him, and it doesn't do me any good if he has an accident." Ling Ran started the car, "So, where are you going now?"

"Go to his villa."

"it is good."

Ling Ran parked the car in the parking lot of Lu Tinglan's villa.

Han Ziqi looked down at the man leaning on his shoulder, and lightly brushed the back of his hand with his fingertips, "Sister Ran, can I stay alone with him for a while."

"That's just right." Ling Ran turned around and threw the car keys to him. "The smell of alcohol in the car gave me a headache. You guys stay here slowly. I'll take a taxi back. Let him arrange for someone to clean the car inside and out tomorrow, Go to my company."

"Okay, thank you for today."

"OK Bye Bye."

After Ling Ran got out of the car, Han Ziqi closed the window and turned on the circulating air in the car.

As Ling Ran said, the car is now full of a strong smell of alcohol, and every breath is enough to make Han Ziqi lose his mind.

He straightened Lu Tinglan's head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and after countless times of mental construction, he finally raised his head, turned around, and sat on Lu Tinglan's lap.

The author has something to say: Knock on the blackboard, let me see, which little clever guy doesn't know what classmate Xiao Han is going to do next!