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After returning home in the afternoon, Song Qingyao continued to write an unfinished medical article at the desk in the second bedroom. When he was tired and looked up to rest several times, he happened to see the suitcase standing on the opposite wall.

Picking up the phone to check WeChat, a lot of new messages have been added one after another, but there is no Lin He's name.

Since he went out in the morning, Lin He hasn't sent him a single message. It seems that he has been unhappy for a long time this time.

Sighing, Song Qingyao opened the door with a mug, and wanted to go to the kitchen to pour another glass of water, just in time to see Aunt Su serving the last dish of taro and duck soup.

The taro stewed into duck soup was rich and fragrant. Song Qingyao looked at the five dishes and one soup on the table, and said to Aunt Su: "Put half of each dish and put it in the refrigerator."

"Okay," Aunt Su pointed to the soup in the bowl, "The duck soup is stewed in a pressure cooker, so let's put it in the pot to keep it warm, and the taro can be stewed a little longer."

Song Qingyao said yes, and sat down at the table after washing his hands. When he was almost finished eating, Aunt Su brought a small bowl of coconut milk and mung bean paste by his hand.

Since Aunt Su came, he has developed the habit of eating dessert after dinner.Aunt Su's good cooking skills are not only reflected in Chinese food, but also in desserts.During this period of time, according to Lin He's request, he changed to different desserts every day. He has not tried the same dessert until now. The most rare thing is that every dish is delicious.

Thinking that Lin He had only hired Aunt Su for a month, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "Aunt Su, how many other businesses do you have besides my family?"

Aunt Su was about to go back to the kitchen, and stopped when she heard the words: "There is another one, but that one only needs to be cleaned, don't worry, it won't affect your side."

"That's not what I mean," Song Qingyao wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Mr. Lin only invited you for a month before, do you want to consider doing it for a long time?"

Aunt Su said in surprise: "Mr. Lin just talked to me last week. He renewed his contract with our domestic economics center for half a year and paid the money in advance."

"Half a year?"

"Yes, originally he wanted to extend it for another year, but I have to go home at the end of the year. I can't decide when I will come back, so I extended it for half a year."

Song Qingyao didn't speak any more, and Aunt Su went back to the kitchen to do cleaning when she saw that she was fine.He stared at the untouched coconut milk and mung bean paste in the bowl, got up and went back to the second bedroom to send Lin He a WeChat message: [Why didn't you tell me about the half-year relationship between you and Aunt Su? 】

What he sent was a text message, and it stands to reason that Lin He would reply when he saw that he was free, but he waited until it was almost one o'clock in the morning and Lin He didn't move, let alone come back.

Thinking about whether Lin He would be delayed by the patient, he looked through the emergency duty schedule, and there happened to be Ji Qin as the nurse on duty tonight, so he called Ji Qin to ask.

Hearing that he was looking for Lin He, Ji Qin said: "He left after taking over the shift. It's been more than an hour. You should call him."

Song Qingyao wanted to hang up, but Ji Qin happened to be free, so he stopped him in a low voice and said, "Song Song, I want to ask you something, Lin He is really the illegitimate child of the Lin Yuan?"

Song Qingyao asked doubtfully, "Why do you ask that?"

"In the evening, someone saw them talking behind the cafeteria. It seemed that Lin Yuan wanted to give Lin He something, but Lin He didn't want it. During the dispute, Lin Yuan slipped and fell."

"Is the fall serious?"

"Lin He helped him, but his hand was scratched and his glasses were broken, so he came to our emergency room to bandage." Ji Qin walked out of the triage table and leaned against the wall, "I heard Xiao Xiao and the others muttering about this The incident has already spread widely, and Lin Yuan didn't get angry when he fell, but Lin He, who was bandaging with him, looked very ugly."

Ji Qin wanted to say something more, but there were other nurses calling her at the triage desk, so she had no choice but to hold back her heart of gossip and go to work first.Song Qingyao stared at the suitcase by the wall. Given the relationship between Lin He and Lin Haicang, Lin He must have felt very uncomfortable being rumored to have an illegitimate child in the hospital. He immediately dialed Lin He's number, but heard a call reminder.

Lin He, who had been missed by Song Qingyao all day, was sitting in the club box with Yang Xuanyi drinking at the moment.

Yang Xuanyi had already drank a lot before receiving his call, but later he changed places to drink with him, and after drinking half a bottle of foreign wine, he was exhausted, and fell asleep on the sofa like mud.

Lin He didn't ask Yang Xuanyi to call him the princess of wine. He stared at the large LCD TV on the wall, watching the MV that he muted. Actions.

After drinking a bottle of foreign wine, his stomach was filled with acrid liquid. He frowned in pain, and without the pleasure of venting his emotions at all, he asked the box waiter to load another dozen depth charges.

He rarely drinks this kind of wine, the last time he was in a bar in Qingdao.Thinking of seeing Song Qingyao leaning against other men's arms through the dim light at that time, my heart became more and more oppressed and I couldn't breathe.He swallowed three glasses in a row as if angry, his stomach was churning, he got up and went into the bathroom of the private room, and vomited out all the wine he had just drank.

He seldom drank to the point of throwing up, and Tang Biyun's nagging sound came into his mind inexplicably at this time, and the scene of Lin Haicang earnestly asking him to accept his birthday gift in the afternoon also joined in the fun.The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he got, took cold water and splashed it on his face more than a dozen times, until his bangs were all wet before he stopped, took out a piece of paper to wipe it casually, and went back to the room to continue drinking.

When the box attendant came to knock on the door again, he was already top-heavy from drinking, and he was lying on another sofa and fiddled with his mobile phone.

"Mr. Lin, do you need to open a rest room for you and Mr. Yang?" the waiter asked respectfully.

All clubs provide rooms for overnight stays, Lin He is still conscious, but he can't see the phone screen clearly.He ordered: "Bring the effervescent tablets for hangover, open a room for him to sleep, and call me again."

When Song Qingyao arrived at this club located in the bustling area of ​​Siming District, Lin He was sleeping alone on the sofa in the box.

The table was in a mess, the fruit plate barely touched the exquisitely presented snacks, two and a half of the three bottles of foreign wine were empty, several wine glasses were turned upside down, and the wine dripped down the corner of the mahogany tea table, a row of small bombs filled with depth charges The wine glass is all bottomed out.

Thinking that Lin He drank so much, Song Qingyao immediately walked to the sofa, took away Lin He's arm that was covering his eyes, bent down and called, "Lin He, wake up."

Lin He didn't respond, he yelled twice, and patted Lin He's face lightly, the eyelashes of the person in front of him moved, and he opened his eyes to look at him.

The whites of Lin He's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, the undersides of his eyes were black and blue, and even his chin, which was always clean, had some blue stubble.Song Qingyao had never seen him in such a state of embarrassment. Song Qingyao helped him up, and he stretched out his arms to hug his waist tightly, and sat sideways on his lap in front of the waiter.

Song Qingyao went to break the hands on his waist and wanted to stand up. Lin He pressed his face to his chest, closed his eyes and said vaguely, "Senior, I feel so uncomfortable, I want to vomit."

"You drink too much, it's no wonder you don't feel uncomfortable." Song Qingyao said while looking back, the experienced waiter had already lowered his head respectfully and stared at his feet, actively lowering his sense of presence.

He couldn't break it off, so he had to remind: "You let me go first, and it won't be uncomfortable when you go back to sleep."

"I won't go back, I'll sleep on the floor and my back will hurt."

Lin He's tone sounded aggrieved, Song Qingyao hesitated and said, "It still hurts if I cushion you so thickly?"

"It hurts." Lin He opened his eyelids a little, and looked up at him, "I changed places last night, and I hardly fell asleep."

"Why didn't you call me when you weren't asleep?"

The arms around the waist tightened a little more: "You have rejected me so much during the day, why do you call me that?"

Thinking of Lin He's abnormal behavior when he met at the bathroom door last night, Song Qingyao felt a little guilty, but he still asked in a low voice, "Then why did you call me tonight?"

"I've been in a cold war with you all day." Lin He's eyes were completely opened, his drunken eyes were staring at the person in front of him, his pitiful expression reminded Song Qingyao of the way Mengmeng looked at him when he was sick.

"Can't hold back."

"really miss you."

Song Qingyao turned his face away, but Lin He pinched his chin and turned back: "Do you miss me?"

The approaching breath sent the alcohol smell from Lin He's body continuously into his body. Song Qingyao felt that the voltage of the wall lamp above his head seemed to be unstable. He was a little dizzy. The beating sound was covered up, which was the sound he could only hear with the help of a stethoscope.

"Senior, tell me, do you really want to..."

Lin He looked at him stubbornly, seeing him staring at the tea table next to him, but tightening his fingers pinching his shoulders, he couldn't bear it anymore, and the unfinished words were drowned in the lips that touched together.

Song Qingyao held his breath, Lin He pinched the back of his head, asking him to bow his head and kiss him.However, he remembered that there was a waiter behind him, so he hurriedly glanced back while struggling. The waiter had already left at some point, and closed the door considerately.

No one else was there to disturb him, Song Qingyao relaxed, and this relaxation gave Lin He an opportunity to take advantage of.

Lin He hugged him and fell backwards, and he was brought to fall on his body when he was lying down. Without giving him time to stand up, Lin He deftly opened the hem of his shirt while kissing.He was in a hurry, and went to pull that restless hand, but Lin He only picked his weak point to attack, and soon he lost the strength to resist, lying in Lin He's arms and gasping for breath.

This is the club box that pays most attention to the privacy of guests. Even if the door is unlocked, there is no need to worry about being suddenly opened by the waiter.He looked at the large LCD TV on the opposite wall. In the silent MV screen, there was a pair of men and women clinging together and dancing hotly.Those actions brought back the memory of indulgence in his mind, he couldn't help closing his eyes, and bit the knuckle of his index finger into his mouth.

The shame was washed away by the surging desire, and he couldn't understand himself in the gradually lost sense of direction.Lin He was impulsive because he drank too much, why couldn't he resist when he hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol?

And the question just now, Lin He asked him if he missed him.

Miss him?

His body temperature rose rapidly, and he swallowed another gasp that almost blurted out by biting his knuckles, and then Lin He stopped, and there was no movement for a while.

The uncontrollable heartbeat hit the chests that were tightly pressed together, and it was impossible to tell whose heart was beating faster.Song Qingyao didn't know what Lin He was thinking, and couldn't keep silent in this state, so he had to look up.Lin He was waiting for him, and seeing that he was willing to look at him, he moved his fingers again, looked at the reaction that flashed in his eyes and said, "Senior, you like me treating you like this."

His throat was so dry and tight that Song Qingyao couldn't speak, and he couldn't even look into Lin He's eyes.

The weakness is in the hands of Lin He, he neither wants to admit that Lin He is right, nor can he make unnecessary denials to cover up.

The mind is too chaotic, thoughts and feelings are lumped together like a pot of dough, and Pian Linhe is like sawing the last layer of wood, with slow and gentle movements.

"You came to me as soon as you received the call, and you were willing to let me hug you. You haven't figured it out after all this?"

Song Qingyao felt extremely tormented. Before his dull brain cells could digest what Lin He said, he heard the door opening, and his eyes almost went dark.Fortunately, Lin He's reaction was quick, and he turned over and covered him in the sofa, using his body to block him.

Looking back annoyed, Lin He found that the person who came in was Yang Xuanyi.This guy staggered towards him with his mobile phone in his hand, so drunk that he didn't realize that he was disturbed, and smiled meanly at him: "You can do it, kid!"

"Keep me hiccupped in the room, let's go, are you messing with women here?"