cute crush method

Being able to stay in a five-star hotel was beyond Bai Xiangxiao's expectation.

The resplendent and resplendent hall is like walking into the palace of an old British castle. On both sides are high water curtains and stone curtains. time.Even the marble table at the front desk is reflected by the bright chandelier, shining and dazzling.

Bai Xiangxiao stood beside him in a daze, watching Han Xing open a double bed room at the front desk, and then swiped his bank card.

When he opened his mouth to stop it stuck in his throat, Bai Xiangxiao still lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to check the price of this hotel on the Internet. The double bed room was [-] nights, and three nights was [-]. It took him nearly two months living expenses.

Bai Xiangxiao put the phone back into his pocket, and silently shut up.

Following Han Xing in the elevator to the tenth floor, he swiped open the door with his room card, put Bai Xiangxiao's backpack together with the room card on the table, turned his head and saw Bai Xiangxiao standing at the door and hadn't come in yet.

"I think...it's too expensive here."

There is no need to live in such an expensive place, especially after spending money from Hanxing, which puts Bai Xiangxiao under a lot of pressure.

Han Xing was silent for a moment before he said, "Do you know how dangerous a small hotel is?"

It's not that I want to continue to live in a small hotel, a 200 yuan express hotel is very good.

Bai Xiangxiao looked at Han Xing's wink and swallowed these words, and chose to step into the room. He looked around. Compared with the rooms in small hotels, the conditions here are worlds apart. The khaki soft carpet is spacious and bright. The floor-to-ceiling windows, the comfortable and white double bed, and the sweet smell of perfume in the room, together with the aromatherapy in the bathroom, are refreshing.

"If you want to continue staying, swipe this card." Han Xing put his bank card on the table.

Bai Xiangxiao shook his head immediately: "No, three days is enough."

Han Xing still kept the bank card, and said to him before leaving: "Call me if you have anything to do."

Bai Xiangxiao nodded, until Han Xing walked out of the hotel and the door was closed, he was secretly relieved, and then looked at the bank card on the table weakly.

He threw himself on the bed, and looked out of the French windows with a somewhat tired side face. He could vaguely see the silhouettes of mountains buried in the darkness in the distance, as well as the brightly lit tall buildings and the endless traffic in the city, illuminated by a round of bright moon above his head. , shining brightly.

Quiet and serene.

Together with Bai Xiangxiao's impetuous mood for several days, he calmed down a lot. He turned over and lay down, covering his eyes with his arms. There seemed to be a faint smell of cedar on Han Xing's body just now in the air, which made Bai Xiangxiao unable to bear it. Sigh.

Three thousand and six hundred yuan, I don't know when to pay him back...

This night, Bai Xiangxiao slept on this expensive and soft big bed, not feeling at ease, and even had a strange dream, and then woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night, the moment he opened his eyes, the scene in the dream dissipated like a bubble, I just remember that I was so overwhelmed by the money that I couldn't breathe, and then my head was so dizzy in the second half of the night that I couldn't fall asleep.

At 08:30 in the morning, Bai Xiang rubbed his face with a smile and sat up. After a quick wash, he picked up his bag and went to school.

Fortunately, the hotel is not far from the school, and it takes only 15 minutes to walk there. It was only after entering the school that Bai Xiangxiao realized that after a day and night of fermentation, his tailbone seemed to hurt three times as much as yesterday, and he couldn't even sit on a chair. Take a deep breath.

It must be blue.

Bai Xiangxiao just sat down with his back supported, when someone next to him patted him on the shoulder, and when he looked up, it was Lao Li.

"Why are your dark circles so heavy? Why did you go there last night?" Lao Li looked at him in shock: "Could it be that you didn't find a hotel to live in?"

Bai Xiangxiao waved his hand: "I found it, I'll tell you later, I'll sleep first."

He didn't sleep for a few hours that night, and he planned to catch up on sleep, taking advantage of the big class in the auditorium in the morning.

Old Li chuckled: "Xiaobai, don't sleep yet, I'm curious about something, I have to ask you first."

Bai Xiangxiao rested his face on his palms and turned to look at him.

Lao Li quickly took out his mobile phone and opened the school's confession wall. Inside, there was an anonymous confession submission. The photo was the abandoned building behind the school playground. A man in a blue-gray suit stood under a tree, and he lowered his head slightly. , in front of him was a boy in a white shirt. The two seemed to be talking, and their expressions were not clear from a distance, but under the setting sun, there was a warm atmosphere.

Someone asked in the comments below:

[Which one is confessing?Adults don't choose, I want both! 】

[kdlkdl!That white shirt looks familiar, isn't it a freshman schoolboy? 】

[It's a freshman student named Bai Xiangxiao, the man in the suit doesn't know who it is. 】

[Oh my god, these two people standing together are so eye-catching! 】

【】

……

The number of likes and comments below continued to soar, and some even said that they wanted to save the photos as screen savers for their mobile phones. Bai Xiangxiao felt his scalp go numb looking at these various comments, and that photo made him breathe even more.

Old Li turned his head and smiled maliciously: "Xiaobai, tell me the truth, who is this person?"

Bai Xiangxiao had no choice but to ask, "Have you taken a fancy to him too?"

Lao Li got goosebumps all over his body, and quickly clarified: "Don't talk nonsense, I, Li Tou, are a straight man, and I'm just curious."

Bai Xiang laughed, "I don't know, I don't know."

Then head down to bed.

However, Bai Xiangxiao underestimated the speed of this matter. In just one day, the photos of him and Han Xing went viral in the school.

After a day's class, Bai Xiangxiao just walked out of the teaching building when he was stopped by a senior, who blushed and asked him shyly, "Student, can you push that man's WeChat to me?"

that man?

Bai Xiang smiled for a moment, but didn't react.

The senior sister blushed even more, and said alas: "It's the man who came to school with you yesterday, wearing a suit and glasses."

Han Xing...

Bai Xiangxiao replied politely: "Sorry, I don't have his WeChat either."

Senior sister's expression changed immediately, as if you were lying to a ghost.

"It's fine if you don't want to give it, and there's no need to give such a fake reason."

Bai Xiangxiao: ...

Looking at the back of the senior sister who turned and left, Bai Xiangxiao felt miserable for the first time. He wanted to say that he was really not lying. There was indeed no Hanhang’s WeChat in his phone, and even the phone number was just known a few days ago. Although they have known Han Xing for nine years, they are not familiar with each other.

Bai Xiangxiao sighed inwardly, walked out of the school silently, bought a tube of Yunnan Baiyao bruise ointment at the small pharmacy in front of the door, and walked back to the hotel room step by step.

Standing in the bathroom, facing the mirror, taking off his pants and turning around, seeing the horrific bruise stretching from the tailbone to the waist, Bai Xiangxiao himself did not expect to be crushed into such a miserable state, and it would take at least a week to heal .

After taking the medicine, Bai Xiangxiao covered his head with a quilt and lay motionless on the bed.

The last ray of sunlight outside the window faded, and the house became dark and dull. Outside, there was the sound of city railway whizzing by, and Bai Xiangxiao's thoughts were gradually taken away by the train, and he lay here with his head empty.

Not sleepy, but just can't lift a bit of energy.

Hearing the vibrating mobile phone next to him, Bai Xiang smiled and turned his head and glanced. It was Lao Li and the second child who called him to eat together in the WeChat group. .

Bai Xiangxiao was in a daze for a long time before picking up the phone and typing a few words.

A little panda head popped up and replied: [I just finished eating, you can eat. 】

After telling an innocuous lie, Bai Xiangxiao turned off his phone, ignored the indiscriminate bombardment of the remaining people in the WeChat group, lay on the bed alone and continued to stare at the bustling night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze.

Go to the bank to transfer money to Han Xing tomorrow, otherwise he won't be able to sleep well.

After finally making a decision, Bai Xiangxiao felt much more relaxed. After laying on the bed for a while, he fell asleep without knowing when. It was rare that he didn't wake up this night, and he didn't have any strange dreams.

It's just that after sleeping too much, after waking up at five o'clock, Bai Xiangxiao only felt top-heavy, with a dull pain in the tailbone, and a little uncomfortable squeeze in his stomach.

He rubbed his empty stomach and decided to get up to have breakfast. He didn't know until he got to the first floor that the hotel's breakfast was at six o'clock.

Bai Xiangxiao looked at the steaming steamer on the small stall outside, his stomach growled, and then he couldn't help but bought two steamed buns stuffed with pork and cabbage on the side of the road, and he felt better after eating them.

Bai Xiangxiao filled his stomach and stayed in the hotel until the bank opened at nine o'clock. He went out with two bank cards, one was a card with a compensation of 5000 yuan, and the other was a card with an unknown amount left by the Han Bank last night.

After successfully transferring 600 yuan to the bank card of Han Bank, Bai Xiangxiao finally felt relieved. Seeing that he only had [-] yuan left for living expenses, he felt a pain in his stomach again...it really hurts .

Even if the new bed boards didn't arrive in the past three days, he would never stay in such an expensive hotel again. This is really not something a poor student can afford.

However, just as Bai Xiangxiao walked out of the bank clutching his tailbone, his phone rang, and the caller ID was Hanxing, so he pressed the answer button.

"You just transferred money?"

ah?How did he know?

"SMS reminder."

Bai Xiangxiao put one hand on his forehead, why did he forget about it, so he could only respond: "Well, I'll return the bank card to you when you get off work."

There was a long silence on the phone before Han Xing's deep voice rang out.

"What time do you finish class today?"

Bai Xiang smiled and was stunned for a moment: "There is no class today."

"Wait for me at the hotel tonight."

Bai Xiangxiao subconsciously said hello, and when he heard the call was hung up, he realized that he agreed inexplicably.

After returning to the hotel, it was past ten o'clock at noon. As soon as Bai Xiangxiao was free, he felt that the bruise on his tailbone was getting more and more painful. He took the medicine again by himself, and then lay on the bed and swiped his phone boredly. In the group, Lao Li, the second and the third are still talking about what happened yesterday.

Lao Li with the profile picture of an internet celebrity beauty: [I have been stopped by girls at our school three times from yesterday to today, all of them are looking for Xiaobai, when can I get this kind of treatment? ()]

Second child: [I am also me too, please let me go! 】

Even the third child who lives at home jumped out: [What's going on?I also saw the confession wall yesterday, it’s really Xiaobai, who is the other one? 】

Lao Li: [I don’t know, I asked Xiaobai yesterday and he said he didn’t know. ()]

Second child: [()]

The third child: [Where is the little white man? 】

Little Panda: 【I'm in the hotel. 】

Old Li: [!The Lord has finally appeared! 】

The third child: [Xiaobai, tell me quickly, that person is not a celebrity, right?The distance is a bit far, but the figure looks quite similar. 】

Little Panda: [Not a celebrity...]

Lao Li: 【Who is that?It has already driven the girls in our school crazy, tsk tsk tsk. 】

Little Panda: [My brother. ()]

The WeChat group of the dormitory named "Da Diao" fell silent for an instant, 10 minutes later.

The second child: 【Does the third child play games? 】

The third child: 【Come on!Get me a diamond now. 】

Lao Li: [I'll come too, I'll come too, let's go! 】

Bai Xiangxiao looked at the content of the chat dumbfounded, and then typed a few words: [Tell me when the new bed board arrives. 】

Lao Li: 【Come on you!We will notify you immediately when the time comes! 】

Bai Xiangxiao put down his phone, rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, got up with his waist, went to the bathroom to get a towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it dry, and applied it on the tailbone.

Originally, he wanted to boil a pot of hot water for drinking, but when he turned his head and saw that there was free orange juice in the small refrigerator, Bai Xiangxiao immediately gave up the idea of ​​drinking water and took out a can of cold orange juice to quench his thirst.

As a result, from twelve o'clock in the noon, Bai Xiangxiao squatted on the toilet in the bathroom with a mask of pain on his face.

His stomach had been completely diarrhoea, and he was still twisting his intestines. The pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and he tossed and turned back and forth until two o'clock in the afternoon, when Bai Xiangxiao lay limp on the bed, his face turned pale.

Tailbone hurts, stomach hurts even more.

Now he regrets drinking that can of ice orange juice because of his greediness. Based on the principle that any minor illness can be cured after sleeping and sweating, he wrapped himself in a quilt and started self-hypnosis. Unexpectedly, he was really tired and fell asleep. But after falling asleep, he never woke up again.

05:30 in the afternoon.

When Han Xing arrived at the hotel, he stood in front of the door of 1010 and knocked three times, but there was no movement inside.

He returned to the front desk on the first floor, frowned and loosened the tie around his neck: "Is there no one in 1010?"

The front desk was very impressed by these two handsome guys with very different styles. They didn't even check the entry and exit records, so they smiled and said, "You are here to find that handsome guy. He went out in the morning and came back at noon, and he was in the room all the time. of."

Han Xing nodded, went upstairs and knocked on the door again, but there was no response, and no one answered the phone, so he simply called the hotel staff to open the door with the spare room card.

Han Xing looked at the dark room, did not turn on the light, the door of the bathroom was open, and there was no one in it. There was an empty orange juice can on the table at the door. From the reflection of the mirror next to it, he could see the swelling on the bed. A piece of white quilt.

"Bai Xiangxiao?"

He turned on the light with a snap, and saw Bai Xiangxiao lying curled up on the bed, his soft hair was disheveled, half of his cheek was buried in the quilt, his breathing was heavy, and his face was flushed.

The pupils of Han Xing's gold-rimmed glasses constricted.

He immediately stepped forward, but his raised hand stopped suddenly in mid-air.

Han Xing's fingers trembled uncontrollably with the young man's unguarded and morbid appearance so close at hand, he forced himself to close his eyes and calm down for a while.

In the end, he slowly lowered his palm, the knuckles of his clenched fingers turned white, he took a deep breath, and turned around.

"Call an ambulance."

The staff at the door immediately took out their mobile phones to make a call.

Han Xing leaned against the white wall wearily, looking at the young man in front of him who was not sleeping well and frowning slightly, his heavy breathing made the air a little hot and sticky, and his fair and red cheeks looked extremely fragile.

As if trying to suppress something, the tightened fingers have lost all blood.

- Still can't, touch him.

— would get out of hand.