The president sent me food

"Cold-blooded?" Si Huang pulled the corner of his mouth, thinking of what he had done to him, he realized how precious it was.

He is different from others in his mind.

Thinking of this, Si Huang regretted those words that he said in the morning, obviously he was so close to him, obviously he could say something else.

When Liang Yan left, Si Huang told him something.

Although Liang Yan thought it was strange, he still agreed. Unexpectedly, President Si still likes to eat sweets like a child.

In the evening, Xi Muchen did not come as scheduled, and Si Huang did not dare to call him.

In a flash, Xi Muchen hadn't come to the hospital for two days. During these two days, Si Huang resisted the impulse in his heart and didn't call or send him a message, and he didn't even pay attention to his news deliberately.

Han Chuan and Qin Liang came whenever they had nothing to do, and sometimes stayed in his ward and didn't want to leave.

If the nurse hadn't said that Si Huang was resting now, the two of them would have been bickering here all day and all night.

Even Xi Muya came once in the middle, but Xi Muchen didn't come.

Si Huang knew that he had said something wrong, so he let him calm down for two days, just as he was also thinking about his relationship with Xi Muchen.

In the end, whether to go further, or to be lovers or to tear the skin apart, to embarrass each other forever and never communicate with each other, or to continue pretending to be stupid and cheating on each other as tepidly as they are now.

Si Huang was fed up with this kind of tepidity.

Three days later, the cake that Si Huang asked Liang Yan to order arrived, and the little girl who brought the cake also brought Si Huang a bouquet of flowers.

Si Huang felt that using roses to express his love was too vulgar, so he ordered a bouquet of golden tulips.

Yes, Si Huang finally figured it out, he wants to confess to Xi Muchen, no matter whether he likes a man or a woman, whether he accepts him or not, he must confess to him.

He likes Xi Muchen, it has nothing to do with Xi Muchen, it's his own business, what is Xi Muchen's inclination, what is his hobby is not important, the important thing is that Si Huang likes Xi Muchen, and wants him to know, that's all.

Si Huang, who had figured it all out, carefully arranged all of this, regardless of the fact that he was still a patient.

On the first day, he sent Qin Liang and Han Chuan away and told them not to come to the hospital the next day. He ordered cakes and flowers in advance, and asked the cute little nurse to help clean up the ward.

Let the nurse help me change clothes.

Of course Si Huang wanted to take a bath, but no one followed the doctor to forbid him to take a bath by himself, for fear that he would slip and fall and hit his head.

Although Si Huang felt that the injury on his ribs no longer affected his actions, he still had to listen to what the doctor said.

It's better to let the nurse stare at the shower. If the confession is successful, it is possible to tease little brother Xi and let him take the trouble, Si Huang imagined.

But it's not necessarily just a fantasy, maybe Xi Muchen was moved by his sincerity and suddenly fell in love with him?

The odds are slim, but anything is possible, isn't it?

After working hours in the morning, Si Huang took the initiative to call Xi Muchen.

The man was going to a meeting, and hung up after a few words. Si Huang was a little disappointed, but he didn't intend to give up, thinking about calling again at noon.

Lying on the hospital bed all morning without doing anything else, all I could do was prepare my emotions and think about how to talk to Xi Muchen when he collapsed, how to "tell him with emotion and reason with him" and moved my eyes and hands.

But as the time got closer to noon, Si Huang lost more and more information. When the little nurse came to pull out the needle, he got up and hid the tulip in the cabinet, holding the cake and thinking about it, but still left it on the table.

Today is Xi Muchen's birthday, even if he sees the cake, it doesn't matter, no one says friends can't celebrate birthdays.

Flowers... If everything goes well, it won't be too late to take them out, Si Huang thought.

When he turned back and picked up the phone to call Xi Muchen again, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Si Huang turned around and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Xi Muchen was dressed in a professional suit, holding a bag in one hand and propping up the door of the ward with the other. Seeing Si Huang standing bent over in front of the cabinet, not knowing what he was doing, he frowned unconsciously, "Who allowed you to go to the ground?"

Si Huang glanced at the phone he had just picked up in his hand, and then at Xi Muchen, who still cared about his reproach, and happily walked over in two or three steps, "You will arrive as soon as I want to call you. Is it a tacit understanding?"

Xi Muchen took Si Huang's arm and stuffed him back on the bed to lie down, "The doctor said to lie down and recuperate, what are you running around for?"

"I didn't run around." Si Huang was cheerful, and he never took his eyes off him from the moment he came in, so he didn't care what he said.

"There is no consonance." Xi Muchen glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Ah... what are you talking about?" Si Huang was puzzled for a second.

"I don't have a heart-to-heart with you. You called in the morning and I said you would come after the meeting. You didn't pay attention to what I said." Xi Muchen was afraid that he still didn't understand, so he explained in detail.

Why do you feel so aggrieved?

Si Huang was taken aback, "You said you would come over? Why didn't I remember you said that?" Si Huang had no impression of Xi Muchen saying this at all.

Xi Muchen glanced at him, then turned around and put the bag in his hand on the bedside table next to him.

Of course he said it, but because of a pause, the idiot hung up his phone in a hurry, and whoever didn't hear it was to blame.

"How do you feel these days, turn around and let me see the wound."

The doctor said that he can be discharged from the hospital after the wound recovers, and the rib injury can go home and recover slowly.

"It's okay, the doctor said that he can be discharged from the hospital in two days." Si Huang said so, but obediently turned his body to let Xi Muchen look at the wound on the side of his head.

"Well, what do you want to eat at noon, I will do it."

Xi Muchen took off his coat and started rolling up his shirt sleeves again.

It doesn't look like he is still angry, and is he being too kind to him? He doesn't have the self-consciousness of a birthday star at all.

"What day is Xi Muchen today?" Si Huang asked.

"What date?" Xi Muchen stopped rolling his sleeves, and looked at Si Huang intently.

"You really don't know?" Si Huang stared at him closely, wanting to know if this man did it on purpose or if he got the date wrong.

"I should know?" Xi Muchen wasn't sure if Si Huang knew that today was his birthday, but he didn't want to be sentimental. The same thing happened once, and he didn't want to do it again.

The body promise or something is just a man's joke, it's just playing with him. Xi Muchen is a person with a particularly good memory, and he also holds grudges very much.

Si Huang scratched his head anxiously, "My little brother, isn't today your birthday?"

Xi Muchen's expression was slightly startled, his eyelashes drooped, and he gave a soft hum with no expression on his face, "You know, I thought you didn't know."

"How could I not know, of course I know that I have seen you..." Si Huang didn't finish the rest of the sentence, that time when Xi Muchen took him home drunk and saw his ID in his bedroom, it was really not intentional of.

But remembering his birthday was really intentional.

Because of the heart, because of caring, so the photographic memory.

Xi Muchen was immersed in the fact that Si Huang knew his birthday so he specially called him to come over, and didn't care what he said.

"Well, so that's why you called me today?" Xi Muchen asked calmly.

Si Huang grabbed Xi Muchen's arm and brought him towards him.

Just like that day, she leaned into his arms, put her head against the opponent's abdominal muscles, and arched like a child coquettishly: "Little brother, I was wrong, I bought a cake for your birthday as an apology, okay?" good?"

"You're wrong? What did you do wrong? Why did you give me Daoqian?" Xi Muchen looked at the bald head in front of him, and wanted to reach out to caress it, but thinking of what happened that day, he resisted his urge and didn't move. .

"I...I...I like you." Si Huang said.

Damn it, I still said it, there were no flowers, no tulips to lead the way for him, and he was ashamed to say it, so he said it outright.

Si Huang's darling was about to jump out, his two arms subconsciously wrapped tightly around Xi Muchen's waist, for fear that he would push him away.

Xi Muchen's condition was not much better than his, his whole body was stiff, his arm was raised halfway, then lowered, then raised again, repeated, I don't know how many times, and finally fell on Si Huang's hairy scalp.

"You... what you just said, I didn't hear clearly." Xi Muchen held the corner of his mouth and said in a light and authentic voice.

"Little brother doesn't bully people like that." Si Huang sighed, "I didn't mean to frighten you, I just wanted to explain what I said that day, the promise with my body was not to repay a debt, but because... I like you. "

I have long wanted to make a promise with my body, but I was afraid that you would not dare to say it.

Xi Muchen pulled Si Huang away, looked down at his eyes, "You said that because I was unhappy?"

"Of course not. I've wanted to say this for a long time, but...but I'm afraid to scare you."

Xi Muchen laughed and took a step back.

Si Huang was frightened, straightened his back and sat up straight, staring blankly at the man who was walking away from him.

"Si Huang, have you read the post on the Internet?" Xi Muchen said suddenly.

"What post?" Si Huang's mind flashed those fan posts, and the main characters were those of him and Xi Muchen.

"There are also those entertainment gossips." Xi Muchen didn't explain what the posts were, and said to himself.

"What entertainment gossip, I don't know, is it about me, is it reported by Su Che again, Xi Muchen, don't believe those...I..."

"Si Huang, I think they might be right. We might really be a match made for each other." Xi Muchen didn't care what Si Huang said, and insisted on finishing his words with a smile and an inexplicable flattery.

"Ah...? But...but you once said that you are male, you like women, and you don't like my size." Si Huang's face was indifferent and arrogant, with a little resentment and loss.

So what about a match made in heaven?So what if I confessed my love just now, it's all useless if you don't like me.

"...." Xi Muchen wanted to slap his own mouth so hard that his face was slapped, but this little thing didn't understand what it meant.

Is it because Si Huang is too stupid, or the hole he dug was too deep, and he won't be able to climb out for a while.

"Xi Muchen." Si Huang stretched out his hand towards the retreating man.