On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

Papa Ann muttered, knocked on the door twice, waited for a while and found that there was no movement in the room, shook his head, turned and left.

An Chengfeng was lying down, not knowing what time it was, suddenly picked up his phone and sent Li Hengda a text message:

Hengda, I don't feel well today, so I won't go to school, please take a leave of absence from meningitis for me.

Li Hengda saw that he didn't take the class seriously, so he quickly replied: What's wrong?Is it the sequelae of the stomachache last time?

sequelae...

Yes, Li Hengda's words brought An Chengfeng back to reality.

If Li Hengda didn't say it, he would have almost forgotten the difference between himself and ordinary people, not only the difference between male and female, but also physiologically... He is a monster, a monster born with two organs...

For a person like him, living in this world is already favored by heaven, but what is he thinking?He actually dreamed of getting a perfect boyfriend like Jiang Mo, hehe...

Thinking of this, An Chengfeng felt even more uncomfortable. He curled up on the 1.8m big bed. The 1.7m big boy shrank into a small ball, like a wounded kitten. He couldn't say, He would just hide and lick his wounds alone.

The heart hurts, as if someone is holding it tightly, and then pulls and twists it in the opposite direction, and the apex of the heart hurts.

He didn't reply to Li Hengda's text messages, and the phone rang several times, but he ignored it.

Qingzhou Conservatory of Music.

Boys' dormitory.

Li Hengda looked at the phone that hadn't responded for a long time, and paced back and forth anxiously.

"What's going on? This is... Hey Dahuang, what do you think is wrong with Xiaofeng?"

Huang Fan was sitting on the bed, thinking hard about the English practice questions, with a pencil in his mouth, speaking in a low voice, not quite clear: "How did he tell you?"

Li Hengda blinked his eyes in a daze: "Just say you're not feeling well."

"Then why are you so anxious, Fengzi is not feeling well, let him rest at home, you just remember to ask for a leave of absence for the meningitis in their department."

"No..." Li Hengda tilted his head and thought for a while, then frowned and said, "But he doesn't reply to my messages anymore, what's going on?"

"Silly! I'm resting, how can I still have the energy to reply to your message?"

"……Oh……"

That's what he said, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Li Hengda tidied up, packed his textbooks, and decided to go to the music room to ask An Chengfeng for leave.

What a coincidence, he didn't expect to run into Pan Yunlong halfway.

"Hey? Senior, what a coincidence that you are here?"

Pan Yunlong smiled gently: "Coincidentally, I came to find Chengfeng. I remember that your department's classroom is not here, is this?"

Li Hengda scratched his head embarrassingly, and said with a naive smile: "Xiaofeng sent me a text message, saying that he is not feeling well, and he will not come to school today. I am going to find meningitis and ask him for leave."

What he said was a bit interesting, he was not feeling well... Pan Yunlong thought about it for a while, and knew that it had something to do with what happened last night.

Thinking of this level, he couldn't help but worry.

Not long after he returned home last night, he received a message from Wei Lu, saying that Jiang Mo was seriously injured and may have sequelae.

He also said that he has to take care of his brother, after all, he is a close friend who has played since childhood.

He also said that he might be busy these two days and didn't have much time to go to the Internet cafe, but his brothers were still watching the scene there, which made him feel at ease.

Speaking of which, this matter has nothing to do with him, such as An Chengfeng.

He must have felt embarrassed and ashamed because he saw himself last night.

Or maybe it was because of Jiang Mo...

Judging from the situation last night, although he didn't know the exact relationship between An Chengfeng and Jiang Mo, he must have a good relationship. He was afraid that Jiang Mo would get angry if he knew the truth...

He has known An Chengfeng for more than half a year, and he knows a little about his temperament.

When Pan Yunlong thought of this, he frowned, nodded to Li Hengda, said he had something to do, and left.

Li Hengda scratched the back of his head, and looked at Pan Yunlong's leaving back inexplicably, and he left in a hurry.

Why is everyone acting weird today?

No matter what, he shook his head, turned and walked towards the music room.

On the other side, Wei Lu, who was accompanying him, was peeling fruit for Jiang Mo when his cell phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID on the phone screen—Pan Yunlong, then at Jiang Mo, got up and walked out of the ward with the phone, closed the door of the ward, and then answered the call.

"Hey?"

Pan Yunlong's voice sounded a little anxious, although it was not particularly obvious, but Wei Lu could hear it: "Are you still in the hospital now?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Don't act rashly, don't do anything, don't say anything, I'll come to you right now."

"??"

After Pan Yunlong finished speaking, he hung up the call without waiting for Wei Lu to reply.

Wei Lu raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he wanted to do, put away his phone, turned and entered the ward.

Jiang Mo was lying on the hospital bed, with a thick layer of gauze wrapped around his head, his eyes were slightly lowered, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was pale and bloodless.

Wei Lu walked over, adjusted the slope of the bed for him, and sat down again.

"How is it? Does your head still hurt?"

Jiang Mo pursed his lips and didn't speak, but his complexion was not very good, not because of sickness, but because of his mood.

"You say you, you dare to go astray at night, are you not afraid of hitting ghosts?" Wei Lu finished peeling the apples, and the long strings were not broken. He threw the apples into the trash can angrily, and handed the apples to Jiang Mo, " That girl Jiang Yiyi didn't tell me when she came back, if it wasn't for me and the group of people under my hand who just came out of my house and passed by last night, you would be finished!"

"Then why do you want me to feed you?"

Jiang Mo didn't reach out to take it, but turned his head away.

Wei Lu snorted lightly, stuffed the apple into his mouth, took a big bite, and bit it until it was crunchy: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself."

Jiang Mo lived in the VIP ward, and he was the only one here. The ward was extremely quiet at the moment, neither of them spoke, only the sound of Wei Lu gnawing an apple.

"What about An An?"

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mo asked with a hoarse voice.

Wei Lu's movements paused, and then he continued as if nothing had happened, nonchalantly: "How would I know, I'm not her real mother... Then what, today is Wednesday, maybe they have classes?"

"She's not here. I'm here to accompany you. It's the same. Why do you want to tell me? Even if you want to pee, I will take care of you. You let someone... a girl do these things for you, don't talk about her Would you like to ask you a question, are you embarrassed?"

"…………no the same……"

"What?" Wei Lu looked at him suspiciously, "What were you muttering just now, I didn't hear you clearly?"