Please don't be so hard on me!

Luo Minghan thought he was hallucinating the body that was soaked in satisfaction and comfort just now, and he said in a very soft voice with hesitation, "What did you say?"

It was a kind of disbelief that dared not speak out, as if afraid that if it was too loud and too strong, it would break some beautiful but fragile glass cover.

Miao Cun was still stunned, shocked and dazed, these shocks were intertwined into a blank, making him stunned on the first day of the new year.

He thought... thought he was just dreaming, dreaming that in this room belonging to Luo Yuanhe, he and Teacher Luo did some strange things, joyful and painful.Dreaming does not break the law, dreaming does not violate morality, dreaming is not betrayal, he can't control who he misses in his dreams, who he doesn't miss.

But it turned out that it was not a dream, but the object was not Teacher Luo, but Luo Minghan.

It is difficult for Miao Cun to describe the feeling at this moment.

Disappointed?There is one thing, it is the disappointment of "it was just a dream".

But does the reality disappoint him?Nor did it. "So it's Luo Minghan, I just said..." He even breathed a sigh of relief.

The self-portrait of Luo Yuanhe when he was 12 years old was hung on the wall. Looking from this angle, his eyes and expression are very hazy.

This kind of emotion hides a logical cause and effect that he can't figure out at all. Miao Cun is a straightforward and simple person, if he can't figure it out, then he ignores it.

"No, I thought it was Teacher Luo, and I was shocked." He said simply and frankly, "But when I found out it was you, I was shocked again."

Luo Minghan: "...are you fucking playing charades with me?"

Miao Cun felt a headache and rubbed his temples.

Luo Minghan couldn't wait for an answer, so he simply propped up his upper body with his arms, staring at him with deep and sharp eyes: "Tell me, do you really think it's Luo Yuanhe?"

Miao Cun opened his lower lip, swallowed it back, and glanced lightly, "No, of course I know it's you."

The beauty of last night was gone, Luo Minghan endured the uneasy and intense throbbing in his blood, and said patiently, "Miao Cun, you can't even misunderstand this kind of thing."

Miao Cun was already in a mess, and Luo Minghan was aggressive. He ran out of patience, and raised his voice to reply: "When I opened my eyes, I saw Teacher Luo's self-portrait...I said I'm sorry."

Luo Minghan looked at him coldly: "You came here by yourself last night."

"I drank too much." Miao Cun blinked, and realized that Luo Minghan seemed to be more angry than himself, "I just lost my way... Then why did you take me back?"

Luo Minghan's forehead twitched: "You kiss me yourself and don't let me go."

"Then you can also take me back and kiss again." Miao Cun thought he was strange.Maybe after he was drunk, he really wanted to get close to Teacher Luo again, but he didn't want to do this kind of thing in Teacher Luo's room.Luo Minghan could obviously carry him back, but if he didn't, he would be angry the next day.

I don't understand.

Luo Minghan choked on him, and cursed viciously: "You fucking love Luo Yuanhe secretly, right?"

Before Miao Cun could answer, he rolled up the sheets and got out of bed, revealing his red-stained back from being scratched.

Luo's mother shouted from downstairs: "I've heard about you a long time ago, get up and eat longevity noodles!"

boom!Her answer was a loud slamming door, and after a while, there was the sound of a shower in the bathroom.

Miao Cun sat up. He was a newcomer, without any experience and mental preparation, and the moment he stood up, he felt severe pain.The cold sweat brushed his back, he suddenly took a deep breath, and physiological tears came out of the end of his eyes.

It hurts so much, how can this kind of thing hurt so much?The damn thing is, he doesn't remember anything, he doesn't even know if he's happy or not.

It took the longest time in his life to slowly move his feet under the bed, during which time Luo Minghan took a shower and finished washing.He came out wiping his hair and entered Luo Yuanhe's bedroom.The door was open, but he kept a cold face and didn't even look at Miao Cun. He didn't know that Miao Cun sat alone by the bed for a long time before he got used to the pain.

Because no measures were taken, there may be lacerations.Miao Cun thought calmly, after breakfast he had to go out to buy some medicine.

What kind of bullshit gay, gay is too painful, he doesn't want to be!

Luo Minghan put on clean clothes and dried his hair for 2 minutes.The sound of the blower stopped for a while, and there was the sound of footsteps. Miao Cun thought he would come to help him, but the footsteps went straight to the stairs, a series of movements that gradually approached and distanced.

When Mother Luo saw that he came down alone, she asked, "Where's Miaomiao?"

"Washing up."

"Why don't you accompany him?" Mother Luo looked upstairs worriedly.

"It's not that hypocritical."

This is very different from yesterday.Luo's mother knew clearly: "Why are you arguing? You are so many years older than others, and you still don't know how to give in?"

Luo Minghan didn't bother to listen to these reasons at all.He was full of anger, the warm water in the bath did not calm him down, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't stand it.He couldn't explain this kind of anger to his mother, so he calmed down impatiently: "It's nothing, don't think too much about it."

Walking also hurts.

Miao Cun walked a few steps, leaned on the wall and stopped for a while, panting for breath, and more and more moisture came out of the end of his eyes.Not crying at all, but uncontrollable tears of living pain.

He bit his lip, and when he closed his eyes, his eyes turned black.Fuck it, it doesn't hurt at all.Withdrew his hand from the wall, he straightened his back, took a normal stride, and his posture was relaxed, only his nails were firmly dug into the palm, leaving a deep red nail mark.

Just brushing your teeth and washing your face is all you have to do, and when you go down the stairs, every nerve is trembling, so that when you meet Mother Luo for the first time, the face of the mother changes in fright: "What's the matter? Why is your face so white?"

Miao Cun tried his best to smile gently: "Happy New Year, Auntie."

He went downstairs too slowly, Luo Minghan had already eaten first, he paused with his chopsticks, but he still didn't look up at Miao Cun.

Mother Luo was serving him noodles now, and the kitchen was full of white air, filled with the aroma of noodles being boiled.Miao Cun was too lazy to be alone with Luo Minghan, so he simply went to the kitchen to accompany Luo's mother.

"I'm from the south, so I have a little bit of the customs in the north and the south. I eat dumplings at zero o'clock and eat longevity noodles on the first day of the new year. I don't know if you are used to eating them." She smiled at Miao Cun and said, "It must be To finish eating, bless the new year with good luck."

She is very gentle—, Miao Cun vaguely remembered the time when he spent the New Year with his mother before, thinking of this, he lowered his head and glanced.I came too fast and nervous, and even forgot to bring my mother's red rope, so I still have the old one in hand.

The body hurts too much, Miao Cun thought, if he had to choose, he would choose to go back and eat dumplings alone, then put on a red rope, and go to bed early, instead of enduring the pain here.

At the bottom of the bowl are the simplest condiments: soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil, and chopped green onion.Luo's mother was about to sprinkle some chili noodles, but Miao Cun hurriedly stopped her: "Auntie, I drank too much wine yesterday, and my stomach is not very comfortable, so I won't eat chili."

After bringing the noodles to the dining table, Luo Minghan hadn't finished eating yet.He ate slowly, picking up only a few thin strands with his chopsticks, and after taking a bite, he seemed to be very busy replying to the message.

Miao Cun pulled out the chair and sat down. It was a Ming-style solid wood chair without cushions.He frowned lightly, held his breath, and then seriously ate the bowl of longevity noodles.

There was the sound of lucky jumping up and down in the yard. It happened that Luo's father came back from a walk with the dog. Luo's mother wanted to leave space for them, so she took off her apron and went into the yard.

Luo Minghan waited for a long time, but only heard the voice of Miao Cun chewing and swallowing slowly, but he didn't even hear a complete sentence, a simple "Happy New Year" or "Good morning".

Why?This was the first time they had sex, and it was enough to get along in Luo Yuanhe's room, but the next morning they had to admit they were wrong.

Although Miao Cun was hungover, he also admitted that he did not admit his mistake last night. The misunderstanding was only at that moment this morning. The "Why are you" that made him suffocate was also an instinctive question under Miao Cun's shock. But—it was Miao Cun who was wrong.As long as he is a man, it is impossible to endure this kind of misunderstanding, let alone his arrogant Luo Minghan?

His position and attitude are already so clear, why doesn't Miao Cun come to coax him and curry favor with him?

As long as you cajole casually and bring up a topic, he will forgive him and let go of the past.

Miao Cun feels very well-behaved when eating, presumably his mother is a very well-educated person, who gave him the best precepts and deeds.Luo Minghan put down his phone, couldn't help but glance at him, and then again.

Miao Cun didn't realize it, and his eyes never lifted.Mother Luo filled him with a full soup bowl, far exceeding his appetite.Miao Cun only ate half of it before putting down his chopsticks.

Luo Minghan made a sound at this time, and said soft words in a cold voice: "Why don't you eat more?"

Miao Cun thought that he felt that he had wasted his mother's heart, and was afraid that Luo's mother would be sad when she came back, so he picked up the chopsticks again without saying a word, and ate another half of the bowl in a muffled voice.

Luo Minghan's own bowl was already cold, and he was waiting for Miao Cun to talk to him.

That kind of pain is excruciating after sitting for a long time, Miao Cun endured it to the limit, stood up with his hands on the table: "Brother Luo."

Luo Minghan's eyes lit up quickly, he was at a loss for what to do with the three words he whispered, his heart went numb, and then he let out a cold "um", and waited for Miao Cun to coax him in a tone of voice.

"I took a taxi just now, and I'll be there soon."

Luo Minghan was caught off guard, the numbness just now turned into a panic, he swallowed a bit, frowned and asked impatiently: "Where are you going?"

"I forgot to take my mother's red string," Miao Cun said half truthfully, "I have to go back."

Luo Minghan followed suit and stood up: "I'll accompany you there, and I'll bring you back when I get it."

"No, I have to go home. This year is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and I will have dinner at grandma's tonight." Miao Cun made up.He wished he would never go to grandma's place in his life.

Luo Minghan's face darkened, and he said expressionlessly, "Okay."

Miao Cun felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, but he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't figure it out.It seemed that a ball of cotton wool had blocked his heart, making his breathing a little sluggish and difficult.He hooked his lips slightly: "Thank you for taking me home for the New Year."

It shouldn't be like this.

Luo Minghan watched him walk towards the entrance step by step, and took off the coat from the coat rack.This is the first time they have had a formal relationship. Yes, according to his previous personality, it is nothing at all, but he is different from Miao Cun...they should be together all day today, Intimacy is better than yesterday.

He didn't notice that Miao Cun put on his clothes very slowly and clumsily.

Miao Cun put his hands in his pockets, and because his back was facing Luo Minghan, he could finally take a deep breath unnoticed, biting the bleeding marks on the side of his lips.

Dazed into anger, Luo Minghan didn't follow out, but sat down on the chair again.

From a long distance, I heard the voice of Miao Cun communicating with his parents.

"Uncle, Auntie, my father is going to celebrate the New Year today, so I can only say goodbye first, thank you for allowing me to celebrate the New Year here," Miao Cun's voice is very nice, because it is innocent and full of sincerity that the elders like, " I wish you a happy new year and see you next time."

Mother Luo's eyes widened in surprise, and she wanted to persuade her to stay: "Have you eaten lunch before leaving? Let Luo Minghan see you off," she raised her voice and wanted to shout, "Luo—"

"No need, he just has work to do, and he's still on the phone." Miao Cun smiled, maintaining the illusion of peace, to let them have a good year, "The taxi he took for me has arrived."

Today's online car-hailing cars are all powered by electric energy, and they drive quietly and silently.Luo Minghan didn't even know when he got into the car and how he said goodbye to his parents.All he knew was that the yard had been quiet for a long time, so long that he wondered why Miaomiao had stopped talking, and he realized belatedly that Miao Cun had already left.

The chair was pushed away with a sharp scraping sound.Wearing thin clothes, he chased into the yard, and saw two people and a dog, and Miao Cun's car had disappeared around the corner.

"What's so busy, I don't even have time to deliver it." Luo's mother blamed him, obviously already believing the illusion that Miao Cun had made up for her.

Luo Minghan didn't answer, but his face was cloudy and uncertain.After a while, he turned and left without saying a word.

When I went to the bedroom on the third floor, I saw a familiar red velvet box on the bedside table.Luo Minghan opened it, and inside was the almost transparent ice jade bracelet.

He didn't want to stay even a day longer.

·

Miao found a random pharmacy nearby, asked the driver to wait for him with a double flashing light, and went in to buy medicine by himself.

Calmly and accurately describing the symptoms, he concluded by saying, "There may be a tear."

The pharmacist was a girl, her face turned red after applying powder, and prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs for external application and internal use, and she did not forget to explain: "Be careful to clean the wound, otherwise it may cause fever, and if it still hurts at night, go to the hospital. .”

"Ah."

"That...you should be careful when you apply the medicine. It's better to ask someone to help you."

Miao Cun smiled: "Thank you."

How hypocritical he is, he had to ask Luo Minghan to help him take the medicine.No need, he can handle it himself.

It is really far enough from the east of the city to the university town. If you take the expressway, the loop road that used to be congested is unimpeded today.The Chinese New Year broadcast was playing in the car, and Miao Chou dozed off amidst the children's voice singing "Happy New Year".When the car arrived, he felt that his face was going to burn, and he couldn't do it.

The villa area is as quiet as the entire university town, and the control here is not so strict. Some people apparently secretly put hanging whips at the door, and there are still red scraps of paper on the ground.Miao Cun got out of the car, stepped on the scraps of paper blown by the wind, and entered the same empty and quiet house.

First of all, he needs to wash his hair and take a bath, so that he is clean, from head to toe, from inside to outside, and his nails are neatly trimmed. After that, he will change into clean new clothes, and go to the drawer to take out the red string for the new year.

The old snips, put in another large envelope.

Every time he went to the department, Miao Cun would say a few words to his mother in his heart, saying that everything was fine for him, that last year was also a happy year, and that the new year will be even better.This year I added one more sentence, "Mom, although celebrating the New Year with someone is more lively, it is not happier."

He is as serious as doing his homework, because this is a habit since he was a child, and it is his own ritual custom, just like adults setting off firecrackers and children begging for new year's money, they are all the same.

After all this is done is the medicine.

It was very painful when he took a shower, afraid that there would be some residue in it, so he reluctantly cleaned it, and saw that the water on the white floor tiles had become a little powdery.Fortunately, Luo Minghan cleaned it up for him last night, and there was nothing strange in it.

The posture of applying the medicine was a bit difficult, and he was dizzy after tossing and turning. After finally taking it, he knelt on the ground and supported the edge of the bed to pant for a long time, and felt sleepy again.

Before I fell asleep, I felt in a daze, as if I forgot to do something very important, but what was it?It wasn't until Luo Yuanhe's call came in that Miao Cun realized that he forgot to greet Teacher Luo a happy new year!

It's all Luo Minghan's fault. He was so busy drinking with his father yesterday that he didn't think of the most important Teacher Luo.

It was just dawn at Luo Yuanhe's place, and he knew that Miao Cun had just woken up, so he chuckled: "Why did you sleep so late? Did you stay up all night last night?"

Miao Cun said embarrassingly: "Well...go to KTV with some classmates. They must sing until dawn and come back after six o'clock."

Luo Yuanhe was not angry, but was happy that he had a lively social interaction, and he did not forget to tell: "You can play, but pay attention to your body and safety, and don't leave the brush behind."

"Got it, you are so strict."

Luo Yuanhe listened for a while, and heard that he was breathing heavily: "Did you catch a cold?"

"No," Miao Cun pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, and curled up under the quilt, "I just woke up with my nose closed."

Everyone around Luo Yuanhe said "nasal congestion", only Miao Cun said "closed nose", I don't know if it is a southern saying, it is strange and cute, he also said "my stomach is so sad", when I was a child, I held my stomach and said it sternly Said: "Brother Luo, my stomach is so sad", Luo Yuanhe didn't laugh to death, and those who didn't know thought he was in a bad stomach.

"Drink some hot water."

Miao Cun burst out laughing, remembering what his female classmate complained about her boyfriend.

"Okay, I'll go later."

"Going right now."

"There are other things to do now."

Luo Yuanhe frowned slightly, "What's the matter? Take care of yourself, don't make me worry—"

"Happy New Year." Miao Cun said, "It's several hours late to wish you a Happy New Year now."

Luo Yuanhe said gently: "Miao Miao too."

Miao Cun didn't care about why he didn't look for him last night to congratulate him on the New Year.Because Luo Yuanhe is the kind of person with a very indifferent heart, he hits when he thinks of it, and forgets if he can't think of it, he won't ask for trouble.Just as in the past ten years, he vaguely knew that Miao Cun's family relationship was not harmonious, but he didn't know the story between his parents. Having spent several New Years alone, Miao Jiancheng took his whole family to the hotel, and Miao Cun stayed at home.

If it was in ancient times, Teacher Luo might be the kind who is about to become a fairy, leaving only a little care in the world.Miao Cun knew that he was in this concern, but he would not ask for more.

After chatting about application documents and portfolios, they each hung up the phone.

Miao Cun was sleepy again, the pain was no longer there, but the bones and muscles were clamoring for pain, and every cell was heavy.

I probably knew that I was sick, but I was fine, just drink some hot water and sleep and cover it up. Anyway, I used to suffer like this.He slept from day to night, got up again to apply the medicine, and then slept until dawn, shivering under such a hot quilt.

Luo Minghan really thought that he was going to pay New Year's greetings and wanted to contact him, but felt that it was Miao Cun's fault from the beginning to the end, so he endured it all night.The Luo family also had guests, and the guests only saw him pick up the phone repeatedly, light it up, glance at it, and then press the phone impatiently.The toast was also absent-minded, no one talked too much, because everyone knew that he had a bad temper, but they all silently thought in their hearts, the proud son of heaven looked really devastated today.

Luo's mother smiled and told him the good news of bringing him home. His relatives all blessed him. Luo Minghan remembered the bracelet that had been returned, and raised his hand to turn off the phone.

No matter how many years he has been working, his mobile phone has been kept open 24 hours a day.

He missed Miao Cun very much, and felt that Miao Cun was also thinking about him around this time, and was just as restless as him, but it was too late, and Miao Cun could not find him.

With a stuffy heart, no matter how good a drinker is, he can get drunk quickly.When I woke up and turned it on, it was already ten o'clock the next day.All kinds of business greetings came like snowflakes, and Guan Yingtao also asked him when he would be free to come out for a gathering. Luo Minghan had actually put Miao Cun's dialog box on the top, and knew at the first glance that there was no new news, but he still patiently talked about it. After sliding to the bottom and reading all the new news, I returned to the first screen.

Still staying in the conversation from a long time ago, on the day when the tie was given, Miao Cun asked him: "Brother Luo, why haven't you come back yet?"

We didn't talk after that because they stayed together every day.

Thinking of the tie, all Luo Minghan's anger vanished into nothingness.He wiped his face, curled his lips, and when he took a deep breath, he had already made the decision to take the initiative to call Miao Cun.

Even so, the basic score still needs to be laid out.

The phone was connected, but the voice was still cold, as if he didn't want to make people feel good: "Hello."

Knowing that it was him, Miao Cun closed his eyes and didn't have the strength to lift the phone at all, so he lazily pressed it to the side of his face, and his hoarse voice became even more indistinct: "Brother Luo...what's the matter?"

Luo Minghan's heart tightened, and he instantly sensed something was wrong: "Why is your voice like this?"

Even through the earpiece, he could hear the heavy and hot breath in his breath.

Miao Cun thought for two seconds, then said hesitantly, "It's nothing, I slept for too long."

Luo Minghan asked alertly: "How long have you been asleep?"

"Hmm..." Miao Cun uttered a meaningless monosyllable, and replied slowly: "One day... two days...? I don't know. I haven't slept enough..." It seemed that he had fallen asleep and woke up again The second half of the sentence: "... hang up first..."

I don't know how long I slept this time, and I didn't even know that the door was swiped open.

Luo Minghan had already coerced and lured him to hand over another spare access control card. Since then, he has been able to come and go in and out of his house without hindrance, and it is impossible for him to appear outside the door and wait for him all night without any results.

The room was bright, illuminated by the noon sun, but the bathroom was lit. Luo Minghan didn't have time to drag his shoes, so he rushed straight to the bedroom, and saw Miao Cun who had slept until dark.

"Miaomiao? Miaomiao?"

He picked up the man, saw Miao Cun in his arms, opened his eyelids, closed them again, and said dreamily, "Why are you here..."

Luo Minghan pressed him, and asked in a deep voice, "Who am I?"

"Brother Luo."

"Say my name."

Miao Cun closed his eyes: "Luo Minghan, you are so annoying."

Feeling uncomfortable and wronged for two days, Luo Minghan touched his body and forehead to confirm that he had a fever, but he didn't know how long and how high the fever had been. ,

"Get up and get dressed, I'll take you to the hospital."

Miao Cun probably also knew that he couldn't make it through, so he was dragged out of the bed obediently, and leaned against his arms, trembling from time to time.

"pain."

Luo Minghan stopped helping him put on his sweater, "What?"

Miao Cun went back to his childhood.

"Cuncun, where it hurts and how it hurts, you have to tell mom, and try to tell mom clearly."

"Mom, I hurt."

Miao Cun closed his eyes: "...It hurts so much."

A wave of helplessness hit Luo Minghan, he supported Miao Cun's shoulder: "Tell me, where does it hurt, tell me."

Miao Cun didn't speak, tears flowed from the corners of his closed eyes, and quickly sank into his temples.

Luo Minghan felt abnormal wetness under his body, which was the water mark from the gel of the ointment.His heart was suffocated, he had already guessed the truth, and after a second of hesitation, he turned Miao Cun over like crazy.

Scabbed, rough and hastily treated, inflamed and swollen wounds.

"Luo Minghan, I'm in pain."