Overspill

Xu Cheng originally slept soundly in An An, but he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night.

As soon as he woke up, he felt that there was a little standing up somewhere under his body, and he unconsciously rubbed for a while. He was still groggy, but he became sober in an instant.

Xu Cheng opened his eyes, and sneaked a look at Fang Ruqing who was sleeping beside him.

In fact, he didn't feel too bad, it might be that the medicine that was given at night still had some residual properties, and his body was a little hot, but it wasn't to the point where he had to vent it.

Now lying next to Fang Ruqing, he was too embarrassed to stretch out his hand, and after a while, Xu Cheng got up quietly by himself, hid in the bathroom of the room, and took a cold shower.

This cold shower made Xu Cheng tremble all over, and his teeth were chattering.

All the hotness and vague desires were gone, he wondered how the water pipes in Fang Ruqing's house were filled with ice water, how could it be so cold in summer.

He got into the quilt in two or three steps, and curled up like a silkworm baby. Fang Ruqing was beside him, and his body exuded a touchable heat.

Xu Cheng struggled for two seconds, and finally chose to shamelessly stick it to Fang Ruqing's body, absorbing some heat as quickly as possible.

Although Fang Ruqing's body wasn't very hot, it was still a little hotter than the quilt.

Xu Cheng closed his eyes reassuringly. Before he closed his eyes, he was still looking for psychological comfort for himself. What was there to be afraid of when two big men leaned together.

Results the next day.

Fang Ruqing pulled out the thermometer from under Xu Cheng's armpit expressionlessly, and read the number on it, "38.6, what did you do last night?"

Xu Cheng wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and muttered indistinctly.

Fang Ruqing pulled the quilt from his mouth, "Speak clearly."

Xu Cheng sneaked a look at Fang Ruqing, and felt ashamed himself, so he whispered, "Last night I felt a little uncomfortable, so I took a cold shower."

After he finished speaking, he buried himself in the bed, pretending that he didn't exist.

It sounds too delicate to wash yourself with a fever or something in a cold shower.

Fang Ruqing didn't know what to say.

He handed the antipyretics and hot water to Xu Cheng, and sneered, "Will you still go to the bar in the future?"

Xu Chengqing couldn't help shivering.

He swallowed the medicine and said with a bitter face, "No, never again," he added, "You sneered at me just now, you look like my brother, every time he wants to deduct my pocket money Everyone laughs like that."

Fang Ruqing knew that Xu Cheng had an older brother, and the relationship was still very good, and he was spoiled like a baby since childhood, and he would give everything he wanted, but as a standard, he was absolutely not allowed to make fun of his own safety.

Xu Cheng couldn't help distinguishing a few words for himself, "I'm really not a nightclub cafe. I usually go to drink two cups, chat with friends and watch some performances. Yesterday was really an accident."

Fang Ruqing ignored his words, but softened his eyebrows and eyes, and asked him with his mobile phone, "What porridge do you want for lunch?"

Xu Cheng glanced at his mobile phone, and unconsciously looked at the grilled chicken wings with honey sauce.

Fang Ruqing seemed to know what he was thinking, "Chicken wings are not good, they are too oily."

"Then let's have pumpkin porridge." Xu Cheng chose one at random, and then lay down sleepily.

Xu Cheng stayed at Fang Ruqing's place for another day to recuperate from his illness, and his fever subsided in the evening.

Fang Ruqing measured it again, and it was 37 degrees, no longer burning.

It stands to reason that Xu Cheng should go home.

But he was a little reluctant.

Fang Ruqing's apartment was not as luxurious as Xu Cheng's own, but he was lying on the bed all day, Fang Ruqing sat on the desk and drew pictures, talked to him from time to time, poured him water, unexpectedly made Xu Cheng feel like he was at home The same comfortable and warm feeling.

He huddled under the blanket and looked at Fang Ruqing. He felt that Fang Ruqing was mature and reliable, not demanding, and not talking too much. He was a perfect roommate.

But now that his fever has subsided, and Fang Ruqing has been taking care of him for a day, no matter how thick-skinned Xu Cheng is, he can no longer rely on other people's homes.

Xu Cheng dawdled in his shoes and stood at the porch looking at Fang Ruqing.

Fang Ruqing is still wearing home clothes, but his body proportions are good and his frame is also good-looking, wearing home clothes also has the same effect as fashion.

He felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only beat around the bush, "Are you busy these two days? If it's okay, let's go out to watch a movie and have a meal or something."

Xu Cheng selectively ignored the fact that Fang Ruqing had a home theater at home.

"Okay." Fang Ruqing actually agreed, "I'm free these days."

He also told Xu Cheng, "Even if the fever subsides, don't be a monster, and don't go out and be deceived again."

"Understood." Xu Cheng reluctantly agreed, feeling that Fang Ruqing was calling him stupid, but he couldn't refute.

At this point, there was nothing more to say, Xu Cheng glanced at Fang Ruqing again, and whispered, "Then I'm leaving, let's get in touch in two days."

"Ah."

Fang Ruqing watched Xu Cheng walk to the elevator.His apartment is one floor, one household, and the elevator is right next to the door.

Just as Xu Cheng stepped in, he waved at Fang Ruqing, and the elevator door closed.

Fang Ruqing, the apartment behind him, and the time spent with Fang Ruqing this day seemed to have disappeared together.

Xu Cheng felt a little empty in his heart, but he didn't know why.

After the elevator doors closed, Fang Ruqing stood for a while before returning to the room.

He was sitting on the sofa, and the sun was shining in the living room like flowing water, making the living room bright and warm.

Fang Ruqing found Ning Yao's number from the phone and dialed it.

"Hi, Ru Qing," Ning Yao quickly picked up, "What's the matter with calling me so early?"

"Sister, do me a favor."

Fang Ruqing's voice was very calm, but his eyes were almost light amber in the sunlight, slightly narrowed, like the eyes of ferocious beasts about to hunt.