cute crush method

When Bai Xiangxiao woke up, his eyes were blindingly white. He immediately raised his hand to cover it, squinted his eyes, and found a needle inserted into the back of his hand, and the white tape fixed the transparent tube on his wrist, watching the liquid flowing inside continuously convey Bai Xiangxiao's brain crashed for a moment as the blood flowed into the blue and white blood vessels.

"Little handsome guy, keep your hands flat and don't lift them up."

The nurse next to him saw that he was awake, and laughed and teased him.

Bai Xiangxiao put down his hands obediently, his throat was a little hoarse: "Why am I in the hospital?"

"You, don't eat well, do you know that acute gastroenteritis has caused dehydration and fever?" After finishing speaking, the nurse said with emotion: "Children nowadays really don't take their bodies seriously."

It turned out that the stomachache wasn't because I felt sorry for Sanqianliu who had turned away...

Seeing that he was about to sit up, the nurse kindly gave him a hand.

Bai Xiangxiao leaned on the bed and stared blankly. Although he had a guess in his heart, he turned his head and asked, "Who sent me here?"

"A handsome guy in a suit and glasses."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Xing walking in from the door, holding a packing box in his hand, which contained millet porridge, and the steaming heat smoked a layer of water mist in the plastic bag.

The nurse left after changing the solution, leaving only Bai Xiangxiao and Han Xing in the room.

Smelling the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital, Bai Xiangxiao's empty stomach still had no appetite. He watched Han Xing silently open the box, scooped up a spoonful of warm porridge, and handed it to Bai Xiangxiao himself before.

Bai Xiangxiao was stunned for a moment, but he opened his mouth obediently and drank it. The millet porridge was unexpectedly soft and delicious, like a wave of heat warming his stomach.

Han Xing's questioning voice was deeper than before: "What did you eat yesterday?"

Bai Xiangxiao replied truthfully: "I ate it in the school cafeteria at noon."

"night?"

"...I didn't have time to eat."

"Didn't you eat today?"

Bai Xiang smiled and touched his nose: "I ate two buns this morning and drank a can of orange juice."

Han Xing said with a sullen face: "And then it's gone?"

Bai Xiangxiao hesitated for a while, but nodded honestly.

Han Xing's cold face and silence made Bai Xiangxiao feel a little beating in his heart, as if he is now a prisoner who committed a heinous crime in the prison, and he is being interrogated severely by the judge. Now the result of the interrogation is very bad. Considering what sentence he should be sentenced to.

Bai Xiangxiao could only lower his head and try hard to drink millet porridge, hoping to make up for it in time and reduce his sentence.

Fortunately, after eating a bowl of millet porridge, Han Xing didn't speak anymore.

Staying by Bai Xiangxiao's side until nine o'clock in the evening, the awkward atmosphere seemed to swallow Bai Xiangxiao alive, and the potion on his head was finally finished.

The nurse aunt pulled out the needle for him, and enthusiastically instructed: "Little handsome guy takes his medicine on time when he goes back. The most important thing is to eat well. Avoid spicy food this week, and it is best to eat liquid food."

Bai Xiangxiao nodded, reached for the medicine, and followed Han Xing out of the hospital.

Han Xing never spoke while driving, Bai Xiangxiao wanted to relieve the suffocating atmosphere but didn't know how to speak, he could only look at the scene of receding outside the window, hoping to get to the hotel soon.

However, after a ten-minute drive, he saw the car driving all the way into a strange high-end residential area, and parked in the parking space of the underground garage. Bai Xiang smiled with a puzzled expression on his face, like a little tail short of ideas, and followed closely Behind Han Xing, he entered the elevator and went directly to the 21st floor.

Watching Han Xing standing in front of the black and gray grid anti-theft door, he opened the fingerprint lock, and opened the door with a ding sound.

Bai Xiangxiao's mind went blank. He stood at the door, looking at the strange environment in front of him, and said awkwardly, "Where is this?"

Han Xing turned his head, his eyes under the gold wire frame frame were quiet.

"my home."

Bai Xiangxiao: ...

Sitting stiffly on the sofa for half an hour, Bai Xiangxiao realized that Han Xing had called the counselor to ask for two days off for him, and also refunded the expensive hotel with only one night left.

Didn't he transfer an extra 200 yuan to the bank card in the Korean bank?

Bai Xiangxiao sighed in his heart, holding a cup of hot water in his hand, raised his head and stared blankly at the three-bedroom house.

There are two bedrooms and one study room, which should be 120 square meters, which is considered a large apartment.

He found that Han Xing seemed to like gray very much. The car and clothes were gray, and even the furniture was in various shades of gray. It was also a modern and simple style. At first glance, it was full of abstinence and coldness.

Moreover, the living room and the floor were as clean as if no one had ever lived in it, and there were very few objects on the table, more like a photo of a model house posted by a real estate agency.

This kind of frigid decoration style suits Han Xing inexplicably.

Han Xing put the new toothbrush and towel on the tea table, and said to him, "You stay in the guest room temporarily, and you will go back to school when you recover from illness."

The water glass in Bai Xiangxiao's hand was so startled that he almost dropped it, and he couldn't recover for a long time. Seeing Han Xing's meticulous expression, he opened his mouth, but turned a corner in fear when the words of refusal came to his mouth.

"Then these two days... I will bother you."

Bai Xiangxiao hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of water to suppress his shock. He didn't know why he didn't refuse. Although he was still awkward in his heart, after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was no better choice. He could only hope that the school's new bed boards would arrive. Hurry up, so that he has an excuse to end this awkward cohabitation as soon as possible.

At this time, Han Xing had already gone to the study with a white document bag, sat in front of the computer and began to work overtime.

After Bai Xiangxiao drank the water, in order not to disturb him, he silently took his things and went to the guest room.

What surprised him was that the layout of the guest room was completely different from the outside, with warmer tones. The milky white walls and orange beds made people look very comfortable. There was also a wooden writing desk in the bedroom with a hanging It is a ring-shaped warm light, and even the curtains are printed with cartoon red panda patterns.

This room reminded Bai Xiangxiao of his bedroom at home, with the same warm colors, a small wooden table, and cartoon curtains.

Although he has long since stopped using these childish things, at least for now, this room is Bai Xiangxiao's favorite.

Clutching his tailbone, lying on a bed that was more comfortable and soft than a five-star hotel, he smelled the same faint cedar smell as Han Xing's air, and his heart was peaceful and peaceful.

The full moon outside the window on the 21st floor exudes a faint light, gradually blurring the halo, overlapping with the warm light hanging above the head.

Living together with Han Xing has been a long time ago.

With the magnified halo, his thoughts drifted farther and farther away. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the incident that happened at the age of 11.

It was the second year that Aunt Chen and Han Xing moved into Bai's house, and Han Xing was about to take the college entrance examination.

For several months, Father Bai and Aunt Chen surrounded him every day to greet him, the meticulous care was particularly glaring in the young Bai Xiang's smiling eyes, and the feeling that his father was taken away by a stranger increased day by day.

Finally, at noon on the second day of the Korean college entrance examination, the seeds of this unbalanced treatment broke out in Bai Xiangxiao's heart.

He watched the fish and meat on the table piled up in front of Han Xing. Obviously all the food was within reach, but Aunt Chen and Father Bai continued to pick up food for him one after another. Even the last glass of orange juice was placed in front of Han Xing by Father Bai. line at hand.

Bai Xiangxiao immediately stood up and snatched the glass of orange juice: "I want to drink it too."

Father Bai frowned: "Smile, give the orange juice to your brother, if you want to drink it, dad will buy it for you tomorrow."

Bai Xiangxiao held the cup tightly and did not let go: "I want to drink now."

Aunt Chen hurriedly said: "If you want to drink, let the child drink."

But Father Bai glared angrily, put down his chopsticks with a snap, and took the glass from Bai Xiangxiao's hand without paying any attention to what Bai Xiangxiao said, and reprimanded him loudly, "You usually drink less? You don't know how to give in at this time?" !"

Bai Xiangxiao lowered his head, clenched his fingers, a moment of grievance welled up in his heart, he bit the corner of his lips and refused to speak.

The orange juice was suddenly pushed over, and Han Xing's flat voice was next to his ear: "I don't drink orange juice, here you are."

One sentence broke Bai Xiangxiao's defense line, he stood up suddenly, raised his head and glared at Han Xing with red eyes: "Who wants you to be pitiful!"

He turned around and ran back to the room, sat on the ground and rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, as if he wanted to stuff the tears back into his eyes, not wanting to let them flow down in shame, let alone allow himself to make any choked sound, he tried hard to hold back Panting, his face turned red.

And outside the room, the sound of the other three people continuing to eat in harmony can be heard. He seems to be a superfluous person, dispensable in this family, like an unimportant air. At that moment, Bai Xiangxiao felt that it was difficult to breathe of.

So when he saw Han Xing's examination admission ticket on the coffee table in the living room, he picked it up by accident, walked to the toilet, and watched the thin examination admission ticket being flushed into the sewer by the water in the toilet. There is no longer a corner to be seen.

After that noon, the three members of the family rummaged through the corners of the desks and cabinets, but they couldn't find the exam admission ticket. Naturally, it was too late to reissue it, which also delayed the time to enter the exam room, causing Han Xing to miss one of his grades.

Aunt Chen blamed herself for crying all afternoon, Father Bai also smoked in the living room with a sullen face, and Han Xing was bored in his room and never came out.

Bai Xiangxiao suddenly regretted it at that time. He just wanted a little revenge. He didn't know that the admission ticket was so important, so important that it could instantly drop the atmosphere at home to zero.

He was somewhat aware that he seemed to have made a big mistake.

Especially seeing Aunt Chen's red and swollen eyes, Bai Xiangxiao's guilt rose to the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but tell the truth.

"...The admission ticket was taken away by me."

Aunt Chen and Father Bai looked back at him at the same time. After Bai Xiangxiao confessed that the admission ticket was thrown into the toilet by him, Father Bai's anger soared to the peak. He picked up the ashtray in hand and threw it at Bai Xiangxiao.

The heavy ashtray hit his shoulder, and then fell to the ground and shattered into glass residues. The severe pain on his shoulder was also transmitted to the nerve endings, making Bai Xiang's face pale with pain, and his body fell back to the ground with inertia, his palms were covered by glass. The slag was cut into fine wounds.

However, this beating is only the beginning.

Bai Xiangxiao huddled in the corner of the wall with his head in his hands, black and blue all over his body, buzzing in his ears, and throbbing pain in his heart from being beaten. At that time, he felt as if he was really going to die, but even so, he He also gritted his teeth and was so stubborn that he didn't say a word, allowing Father Bai to punch and kick him.

Han Xing's door opened with a bang.

"stop fighting."

At that moment, the tyranny on his body finally stopped, allowing Bai Xiangxiao to breathe a little.

Looking back now, the pain that went deep into the bone marrow is still vivid in my memory. If Han Xing hadn't stopped it in time, maybe I would really be sent to the hospital by my biological father.

Bai Xiangxiao stared blankly at the warm light above his head, which was brighter than moonlight.

There were two vibrations in his pocket, Bai Xiangxiao came back to his senses, took out his phone and opened WeChat.

Lao Li: [Xiaobai, the dormitory manager said that the school logistics department is too busy recently, and the new bed boards will not arrive until at least a week later. @小熊猫】

Bai Xiang smiled:?