my ex boyfriend is super sweet

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Haitang sat on the floor and watched the person sleeping on the bed in a daze, contemplating, and resisted the urge to go over and hug him.

The sound of long breathing reassured Jiang Haitang. After countless sleepless nights, the missing piece was finally filled.

The light of the morning was coming in through the thin window screens. Douhan had no dreams all night, and slept peacefully and soundly. It had been a long time since he had such a good sleep quality.

He opened his eyes, tilted his head, and then woke up suddenly.

Shouldn't the person lying curled up on the floor fall asleep in the next bed?What's happening here?

After being surprised, Douhan felt that something was wrong, Jiang Haitang frowned, her face flushed abnormally, and she looked very uncomfortable, Douhan got out of bed quickly, before she had time to put on her shoes, she hurried over.

"Xiaohan, Xiaohan... don't go..." Jiang Haitang murmured, as if caught in a nightmare.

As soon as Douhan stretched out his hand, Jiang Haitang's forehead was very hot. It must be a fever, and Douhan was immediately angry and distressed.

Although it was summer, it was still too cold to sleep on the floor for a night, and I drank alcohol.

"You said you didn't sleep well, and you didn't know how to take care of your body when you came to sleep on the floor. Do you think you're still young..." Dou Han complained in a low voice, and then planned to get her into bed.

It took a lot of effort to get him onto the bed, Douhan himself was sweating all over, and his pajamas were messed up.

Douhan took a thermometer to test it, it was 39 degrees, and he was almost confused. He found the fever-reducing medicine at home to wake him up in a daze, and Douhan touched Jiang Haitang's face, feeling a little distressed.

"Why do you say you are doing this?"

Seeing that this man was almost dehydrated, Douhan quickly took off Jiang Haitang's clothes, and rubbed his body with alcohol to cool him down.

The shirt came off, Douhan's eyelashes trembled, Jiang Haitang lost weight, but his muscles seemed to be more obvious than before, it was a mature man's body.

……

"Hai Tang, your abdominal muscles feel good to the touch!"

"You little rascal!"

"Then you are a big hooligan!"

"...Hiss, you little pervert! Be quiet, where are you touching your hands?"

"I just touch it casually..."

"Then I'll touch it casually..."

The juvenile's youthful body is full of temptation, which makes people obsessed.

"...Brother Tao said he has six-pack abs, and he sent me a photo show yesterday, I want to practice too, if I get eight-pack abs, I'll scare him to death!"

"He sent you pictures of his abs?" Someone felt a sense of crisis.

"Well, but yours looks better. I like yours, and I want to too." Douhan patted her white and soft belly as she said.

The sense of crisis was relieved, Haitang hugged him and kissed his soft white belly, "It's very good if you do this, I like it very much."

"Hahahahaha, it's so itchy..." Douhan laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly.

Jiang Haitang raised his eyebrows, "I can't take it anymore, what should I do next..." The words said a lot.

"……rogue."

"I don't know who is the hooligan, who took off my pants while I was asleep and...uh—" His mouth was covered, and the rest of the words were left under the blanket.

……

Scenes of the past, drifting away in a trance.

Douhan looked at the obvious beautiful abs now, touched her fingertips, and muttered, "It's amazing to have abs."

Sure enough, physical cooling is the most useful, or someone's physique is good. After Douhan washes up and tidies up, after buying breakfast, Jiang Haitang's high fever is not so obvious, but she hasn't woken up yet.

Douhan ate a few steamed buns by himself, drank a cup of porridge, and left the rest on the dining table. After thinking about it, he called Dahua and said that he might not be able to pass this morning.

When Qi Xinsheng called, Douhan was drowsy next to him. I don't know why. He used to suffer from insomnia, but now he is so sleepy after reading a book. It's really strange. After thinking about it, he looked at the bed. The person lying on the bed asked doubtfully, is it possible that this person has the function of helping sleep?

Douhan answered the phone and said that Jiang Haitang had a fever and hadn't woken up yet. If there was something important, he could tell him after Jiang Haitang woke up.

Qi Xinsheng said very bluntly that it was not important, and asked Jiang Haitang to get a good night's sleep. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

Douhan put down the phone and glanced at the bed, only to find that Jiang Haitang had woken up and was staring at him, but his eyes were not as direct as last night, and he showed some restraint.

"Your colleague called and didn't say anything." Douhan walked over, "How do you feel now? Are you feeling better? I bought breakfast and warmed it up for you."

"Okay." Jiang Haitang's voice was hoarse.

Douhan poured him a glass of water, and then went to heat the buns and porridge.

Jiang Haitang looked at the bedroom, he couldn't see it clearly last night, now he took a closer look, the bedroom is very simple and tidy, the bedside lampshade is very beautiful, a cushion is randomly placed on the bay window, and a national symbol is hung on the wardrobe Very thick hanging ornaments, it looks like Tibetan handicraft.

A ding from the microwave brought Douhan back to his senses.

If you read correctly just now, Jiang Haitang's cell phone screen saver is a photo of them holding hands. Douhan is very familiar with that photo, so familiar that it is engraved in his heart, and he can recognize it at a glance, because they have set that photo Become a mobile phone background.

Douhan sank his mind, frowned, and went in with buns and porridge.

Jiang Haitang sat up from the bed, looked at Douhan, and said dryly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The pale and dry dialogue seemed to be stuck in a dead end.

Douhan was reading a book while Jiang Haitang was eating. Jiang Haitang ate very slowly, as if he could deceive himself and others to slow down time.

But no matter how slow you are, there is always time to finish eating.

Before leaving, Jiang Haitang didn't know what to say, it seemed that all language was a little weak, and she didn't know how to be spoken.

Jiang Haitang returned home wearing yesterday's crumpled shirt that smelled of alcohol, and collapsed on the sofa in a daze.

Qi Xinsheng opened the door and came in, and saw Jiang Haitang like this, put the boxed lunch on the table, opened the curtains, and the sun jumped out in a hurry, rolling and falling into the room.

"Go take a shower, it's so dirty." Qi Xinsheng said.

Jiang Haitang almost died suddenly at home because of a workaholic. In order not to let Jiang Haitang die at home without anyone finding out, Jiang Haitang took the initiative to give Qi Xinsheng a key to his house. This "trouble."

Qi Xinsheng grabbed Jiang Haitang and threw him into the bathroom, and said coldly, "How can you go after someone like this? You don't want to lose face."

Jiang Haitang wore a pair of big pants when she came out of the shower, her hair was wet and she didn't wipe it off, she didn't feel it, but after taking a shower, she felt starving, and she ate a takeaway box, like a migrant worker, Qi Xinsheng disliked it Rolling his eyes, he continued to focus on the Xiao Xiao Le in his hand.

After eating, he felt all his energy returned, Qi Xinsheng saw that he was looking like a dog, so he said leisurely: "I think you two are just awkward, you still care about each other, you are just twisting, it's really troublesome to find a partner. "

Jiang Haitang smiled, noncommittal, since Douhan allowed him to enter the house last night, it showed that he still cared about him, and this morning he was busy taking care of him, saying that he didn't have him in his heart, and ghosts would not believe it.

But the point is, caring is not enough, how to get people back.

Qi Xinsheng finally cleared the level, and he was in a very good mood, and said: "I see, don't worry, just chase slowly, how did you hook him up before, how did you seduce him, now come more fiercely, he likes you After so many years, it is still a problem to understand his preferences..."

Jiang Haitang and Qi Xinsheng's thoughts coincided with each other.

Apart from his parents, who else could understand Douhan better than him, no.

Jiang Haitang suddenly rang the basketball that Douhan mentioned when he picked up the phone in a daze that day.

When Douhan came out of the store at night, he saw a tall figure standing outside the store waiting for him, and Douhan paused.

Jiang Haitang came over, looked at Douhan, and said in a low voice, "Walk together, okay?"

Dou Han bit her lower lip, this man is too foul, too skinny.

He clearly knew that the last thing he could do was to reject his tone, and the last thing he said was "OK?"

Inertia is a terrible thing, it will make a person slowly change, become adapted, and then become unsuitable, only inertia itself remains unchanged, how cruel.

Douhan didn't speak, and looked down at her own toes, revealing a section of snow-white back of her neck, with a little bit of greenness that hasn't faded from maturity.

Jiang Haitang wanted to kiss it very much. He had bitten off his own mark on that neck countless times, but... that was once.

Jiang Haitang approached Dou Han, covered his shadow, and whispered softly, "Just walk for a while, okay?"

Douhan couldn't refuse, and said "uh", Jiang Haitang felt that he was shameless, and started to bully the child because of his obedience and obedience, but he was secretly happy, the child really had him in his heart.

The sky was slightly gloomy but not completely dark. The streets were full of little girls in hot pants and skirts and all kinds of student parties. It was very lively.

The two walked along the park in the middle of the street. Some people were playing basketball. They looked like middle school students. It was very lively because of the summer vacation.

Jiang Haitang stopped, Dou Han wondered, then followed his line of sight, seeing the group of young figures running and chasing, Dou Han also stopped.

The figure of the teenager playing ball is vigorous and galloping, as if he will never run out of energy, laughing and playing, sweating, wanton and carefree.

Such a scene is so similar. A long time ago, he was standing outside like this, watching a group of teenagers running and jumping on the basketball court, his eyes following that dazzling person.

Passing through the gap of time, it seems that the light and shadow overlap.