Overspill

When Xu Cheng stood at the door of Room 103, he pushed open the door without even having time to think.

He ran all the way, and even after a brief rest in the elevator, he failed to recover his strength. He was out of breath, his cheeks were red, and the hand that pushed the door was shaking.

He caught sight of Fang Ruqing standing by the window.

Fang Ruqing was not wearing a hospital gown, and he didn't seem to have a plaster bandage on his body. He looked as if he was not injured. Standing by the window, he was tall and tall.

Xu Cheng's heart relaxed a little.

But then he thought of what Ning Yao said, Fang Ruqing suspected of losing his memory, and the heart that had just let go hung up again.

He called out cautiously, "Fang Ruqing?"

Fang Ruqing turned around from the window.

Obviously it's only been more than two days since I saw him, but now when he sees Fang Ruqing's face, Xu Cheng feels as if he has passed away.

Two days ago, when he left his and Fang Ruqing's apartment, he was still arguing with Fang Ruqing. He was unreasonable and scolded Fang Ruqing. If he had known that Fang Ruqing would become like this, he would not say anything unscrupulously Word.

"Fang Ruqing, I, I'm here to see you." Xu Cheng stood by the door, holding on to the doorknob, very confident. Seeing that Fang Ruqing was just looking at him but didn't speak, he panicked even more, "Aren't you I don’t remember me, I’m Xu Cheng, it’s you…”

Xu Cheng's voice paused, "It's your roommate."

Who is Fang Ruqing's person?

Fang Ruqing is his sweetheart.

But he is just Fang Ruqing's roommate.

After he finished speaking, he saw Fang Ruqing walking towards him, getting closer and closer, so close that there was almost no distance between him and him.

Xu Cheng couldn't help taking a step back, and pressed his back against the door panel, and the door closed with a click.

Fang Ruqing looked at Xu Cheng condescendingly, and asked, "My sister just told me about my current situation. But why don't you look like my roommate?"

Xu Cheng was almost wrapped in Fang Ruqing's arms, but he didn't have the time to think about how strange the posture of the two of them was. Hearing what Fang Ruqing said, he became anxious, "Why is it not like this? You have to admit that you lost your memory. We, we live together, you and I are best brothers..."

But Fang Ruqing still denied him, "You just don't look like my roommate."

"Then what do I look like?" There was a bit of grievance in Xu Cheng's voice, he felt that Fang Ruqing was simply unreasonable.

Fang Ruqing smiled.

"Like my boyfriend."

Xu Cheng thought that he was imagining too much, and there was something wrong with his ears.

He looked up at Fang Ruqing, his eyes were confused, as innocent as a small animal.

Then in the next second, Fang Ruqing held him down in our class and kissed his lips.

In the summer sky, Fang Ruqing's lips were dry and warm, while Xu Cheng's lips were soft and moist.

Fang Ruqing's tongue stuck into Xu Cheng's jaw, and entangled with the tip of his tongue.

There was only a thin layer of door panels between them and the corridor outside. There were a few people passing by talking and laughing in the corridor, and the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground was crisp, almost as if it was ringing in the ears.

Xu Cheng's hand scratched the door panel.

He looked at Fang Ruqing in a daze, not understanding how things turned out like this, he was almost out of breath.

This is the third time he and Fang Ruqing have kissed.

In the ward of the hospital, the sun was so bright, behind them was the hospital corridor with people coming and going, but they secretly kissed inside the wall through a thin door panel.

Before he knew it, Xu Cheng put his arms around Fang Ruqing's neck, and Fang Ruqing's hands wrapped around his waist.

Fang Ruqing was a little more sober than Xu Cheng, but he didn't maintain much composure.

He just told Ning Yao that he hated Xu Cheng, which is the truth.But what he didn't say was that this hatred was too shallow, it didn't even have time to stay in his heart, and it dissipated like green smoke.

Now Xu Cheng is in his arms, in this warm summer, when he kisses Xu Cheng, what he thinks of is Mu Xin's poem.

"In the past, carriages and horses were very slow, letters were far away, and there was only enough to love one person in a lifetime."

In his life, he has never experienced such a slow time, but he still only loves Xu Cheng alone.

I don't know how long it took before Xu Cheng was let go by Fang Ruqing.

His legs were so weak that he almost slipped off the door panel, but it was Fang Ruqing who supported his waist to support him.

Xu Cheng was still dazed, when Fang Ruqing asked him, "Xu Cheng, I like you, do you like me?"

He answered Fang Ruqing almost subconsciously and without thinking, "I like it."

But when he said these words, Xu Cheng's heart jumped violently, and his muddy mind became clear.

Is this something people with amnesia would say?

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Fang Ruqing in disbelief, his voice changed, "You haven't lost your memory?"

He looked Fang Ruqing up and down again, and Fang Ruqing stood upright in front of him. Except for the wound on his arm, nothing was damaged, and it didn't look like there was any "skin trauma".

Xu Cheng's lost IQ came back to his mind now.

"You didn't even lie to me about the car accident, did you?" Xu Cheng was furious. If he hadn't cared about it, he was afraid that Fang Ruqing would have internal injuries, and he would have beaten Fang Ruqing with his hands.

Fang Ruqing pursed her lower lip and said, "It's fake."

Xu Cheng was waiting for his words, and hit Fang Ruqing's shoulder with a fist, but he held back unconsciously, subconsciously afraid of hurting Fang Ruqing.

He was frightened all the way just now, afraid of what would happen to Fang Ruqing, and he was still thinking in his heart, what would he do if Fang Ruqing lost his memory, he would definitely accompany Fang Ruqing.

"Fang Ruqing, are you sick? Are you interested in lying to me?" Xu Cheng stared at Fang Ruqing, and was about to scold him, but suddenly remembered the kiss just now.

His voice suddenly became hoarse in his throat.

What did Fang Ruqing say a moment ago?

"You look like my boyfriend."

These words invaded Xu Cheng's body like a virus, and he froze all over there, staring blankly at Fang Ruqing, unable to curse or beat him.

He looked at Fang Ruqing's beautiful face, and his heart was up and down for a while. When he spoke again, the angry momentum just disappeared, and he hummed softly, "You, what did you just do?" Ah? You tricked me to come here, that is..."

Not finished yet.

Fang Ruqing pinched his chin with her white fingers, and planted another kiss on his lips.

This time it is very light, and it is easy to touch.

"I lied to you to come here to chase after my boyfriend," Fang Ruqing said without changing his face, "My boyfriend ran away two days ago, came home without permission and still refused to answer my phone call, I have no choice but to trick him out. "

Fang Ruqing held Xu Cheng's hand, kissed it, and looked at Xu Cheng.

His eyelashes were long and thick, and his eyes were like a deep lake that could drown a man.

"How do you think I can trick my boyfriend back, Xu Cheng?"

Xu Cheng was in a trance thinking that he was dreaming.

If it wasn't for dreaming, how could Fang Ruqing hug him, mouthing a boyfriend, as if he had a deep-rooted love for him.

"You, what do you mean?" Xu Cheng began to look forward and backward again. He was thinking, since he was not good at Chinese since he was a child, it is not surprising that he misunderstood Fang Ruqing's meaning, "Who, who is your boyfriend?"

He was so cute, Fang Ruqing wanted to kiss him again.

But if you keep kissing like this, it will be endless.

Fang Ruqing smiled, "You. Didn't you just say that you like me? I like you too. Aren't we boyfriends now?"

He speaks confidently and confidently, and thinks he has perfect logic.

Xu Cheng was stunned.

He was caught off guard by the confession from his crush, pinched himself in a trance, and shivered in pain, before confirming that it was not a dream.

"When did you like me?" Xu Cheng looked confused, "No, what, how did you know that I like...I like you." He said the last four words very quietly.

Fang Ruqing felt that it would not be a problem to press the person on the door all the time, so he picked up Xu Cheng and put him next to the bed.

Although this is a hospital, this luxury suite is completely a living room, the bed is soft, when Xu Cheng sat down, he sank inside, like a doll placed on velvet.

Fang Ruqing knelt in front of Xu Cheng, looked up at him, like a marriage proposal.

"If I didn't like you, do you really think we could meet so many times by chance?"

Xu Cheng's eyeballs almost fell off.

"If I didn't like you, I wouldn't live with you at all." The smile on Fang Ruqing's mouth gradually widened, and it was the first time in a long time that he smiled so carelessly, "I have liked you for a long time, it is you who are stupid ,Can not guess."

Xu Cheng really wanted to believe him, but he was not stupid enough to forget why he quarreled with Fang Ruqing.

"You're talking nonsense," Xu Cheng said sourly, "I asked you two days ago, and you still said you liked your first love? What is it called, Xu Zhen, hum, it's still on your heart."

Xu Cheng spoke sourly, and Shanxi mature vinegar is not so sour.

"Are you allowed to lie to me that you dreamed of a woman in a dream, and you are not allowed to lie to you in anger?" Fang Ruqing also turned to him, "What the hell did you dream that day? You hugged me and kissed and touched me, but you turned your head and said you were a dream. See a woman. Xu Cheng, tell yourself, how uncomfortable am I?"

Xu Cheng was stunned.

Fang Ruqing's posture of turning over old accounts is obviously more skilled than him.

But his heart didn't loosen until now. He grabbed the quilt and thought to himself, so Fang Ruqing was jealous that day?

Fang Ruqing is really interested in him? !

Fang Ruqing likes him? ! ! !

These three interrogative sentences circled back and forth in Xu Cheng's mind.

He has never been in love, he doesn't know if there are any textbooks or secret books on love, and he doesn't know whether people can go through the process of falling in love.

But he looked into Fang Ruqing's eyes and didn't have time to think much. The fact that Fang Ruqing might really like him made him feel hot all over.

"I dreamed of you," Xu Cheng sold himself out in one sentence, "I dreamed," he was a little embarrassed to say, but he continued to say it with a blushing face, "I dreamed of being in a room, You hug me and kiss... also, touch me too."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't make a sentence.

But Fang Ruqing understood.

In the next second, Xu Cheng was pressed against the lake-blue bed sheet.

One of his shoes fell off, and his feet in white socks kicked around on the sheets, but after a while, the insteps of his feet arched in a straight arc, and the tips of his toes grabbed the sheets, wrinkling them .

Xu Cheng's breathing was very clear in the room.

He is 19 years old this year, but he is lying on the bed, looking at Fang Ruqing obediently, almost unchanged from when he was 16 years old.

"I love you. Xu Cheng, I love you."

Fang Ruqing reverently kissed his knuckles, on the ring finger.