Become the short-lived white moonlight of the male protagonist

Soon, Xing Yu's throat was itchy, and he quickly pulled out a tissue to cover his mouth and coughed. After the heart-piercing cough disappeared, Xing Yu gasped slightly and calmed down, looking down at the white tissue. The blood was bright red, and the mouth was full of rust.

He frowned, threw the tissue into the trash can, sighed, and sat on the swivel chair with his head up. Fortunately, the pain shield was turned on, otherwise, with his current physical condition, he might not even be able to sleep well.

The phone stopped ringing for a moment, but soon the call came back.Xing Yu cleared his throat, but his voice was still a little hoarse. As soon as he answered the phone, Huo Yingzong's anxious voice came over.

"Where are you? Why didn't you answer the phone just now?" The other end was very quiet, it seemed that Huo Yingzong had already left the bar.

"I'm in the company." Xing Yu said.

Huo Yingzong looked at the time, it was past one o'clock in the morning, he couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Have you been staying in the company until this time these days?"

"Yeah." Xing Yu lowered his eyes, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to want to waste time with Huo Yingzong.So he intercepted Huo Yingzong's concern, and whispered: "Is there anything else?"

Huo Yingzong's breathing was stagnant, but the cool night breeze made his mind clear. After a long time, he calmed down like a retreating wolfhound: "I want to see you."

Xing Yu chuckled lightly: "If you don't stay with your boyfriend in the middle of the night, what do you want me for?"

"No, Xing Yu..." Hearing that the other party mentioned the so-called boyfriend again, Huo Ying squeezed the phone tightly, but he still couldn't say anything until his fingertips turned white.

Xing Yu turned the chair around, put the phone on the table and turned on the hands-free, Huo Yingzong's heavy panting came from the other end: "I'm listening."

"It's not what you think." Huo Yingzong's tone was dry, he pursed his lips, and finally gave up, revealing the softest belly of the beast, "From beginning to end, I only like you."

"En." Xing Yu replied noncommittally, "So?"

"...So can you look back at me?" The voice on the other end became extremely difficult, and Xing Yu could even imagine Huo Yingzong's expression at this time, it must be that fierce, pitiful and helpless expression again.

"Ying Zong." Xing Yu sighed, "You are the one who has a boyfriend now."

Huo Yingzong gritted his teeth fiercely, and cast aside the momentary obsession with ghosts, "I was wrong, but I just, just wanted to make you jealous. If you don't like it, I will end the relationship with him immediately."

Xing Yu chuckled lightly, as the only heir of the Huo family, brains alone are not enough, and means must be tough.But looking at Huo Yingzong's current appearance, no matter how he thinks, he feels stupid.

"No." Xing Yu shook his head, "You can play if you want, but there's no need to make a scene that everyone knows about, and there's no need to make trouble with your parents because of such a trivial matter. Ying Zong, you should mature."

Huo Yingzong was stunned, he seemed to be running, an unsteady voice came from the other end, with a hint of gnashing of teeth: "You think I'm just playing?"

Xing Yu didn't speak, as if thinking of Huo Yingzong's blazing heat that night, after a long time, he said: "Many times, we can't help ourselves."

"Is it really involuntary, or do you not want to face my feelings?"

As soon as Xing Yu looked up, he saw Huo Yingzong standing at the door of the office panting, his face was reddish with deep brows, and his thin lips were pursed, as if he was suppressing his anger.The man hung up the phone with a heavy breath, and he still smelled of alcohol and tobacco from the bar.

He walked towards Xing Yu step by step, like a wild beast staring at its prey, paranoid and unwilling to give up.

Xing Yu was helpless: "Why are you here?"

"If I don't come over, will you just listen to you teasing me on the phone?" Huo Ying gritted his back molars, and jumped out word by word.

Xing Yu lowered his eyes, put his fingers together and tapped lightly on the table, "I didn't tease you."

"Why?" Huo Yingzong asked, he walked in front of Xing Yu, pressed the other person's shoulders and pushed him down on the chair, looking down at the man's dark eyes, his heart throbbed for a while and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Xing Yu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Huo Yingzong laughed lightly, straightened up and let Xing Yu go, he took two steps back, and asked with fierce eyes: "I really can't see through you, what do you care about?"

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but before he lifted his foot, he heard Xing Yu calling his name.

"Huo Yingzong."

But after a long time, there is no more post.

Only then did Huo Yingzong realize that the other party was answering his question just now.

With just this one sentence, he was defeated and defeated.

Huo Ying sat on the sofa rubbing his dizzy head, the two were relatively silent.

"Would you like some hot water?" Xing Yu took the initiative to break the silence, and raised the corners of his mouth again, as if nothing had happened just now.

Huo Yingzong frowned, and was about to say something more, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw the red tissue in the trash can.

"What's going on here? Are you still in good health?" Huo Yingzong thought of the serious illness again, stood up and walked to Xing Yu, carefully observing the man, he was really out of breath just now, and didn't notice the other's pale face .

"It's okay, just a little angry." Xing Yu said in a warm voice, as if he didn't care about the horrific blood.

Huo Yingzong frowned: "This is your body, you should pay more attention to it."

Xing Yu nodded and smiled helplessly: "I'm really fine."

Huo Yingzong's fist tightened and loosened, and finally he leaned slightly and hugged Xing Yu.The man's body was still cold, and Xing Yu's throat was a little itchy, but he finally stopped, slowly raised his hand, and patted Huo Yingzong's generous back.

"Sometimes, I really want to go back to my childhood." Huo Yingzong buried his face in Xing Yu's neck, and said in a muffled voice.

"En." Xing Yu responded softly.

But Huo Yingzong didn't say a word: go back to the time when I no longer love you.If this love made him so painful, then he would rather never have existed in the first place.