miss me

Xia Xinghe also said similar things when they broke up, and when they met again later, Xia Xinghe didn't remember the dog barking agreement at all, so Bai Qingzhou took this as an excuse he made up for wanting to break up.

But now, Xia Xinghe's tone was obviously much more serious, with a subtle nasal sound, which made people tremble with grievance.

His fingertips slid across his lips again, Bai Qingzhou approached, and asked softly, "What don't I like about you?"

Bai Qingzhou thought he had already shown it clearly enough.

He came out early, and it was actually the first time he fell in love. Some words were hard to say, but the strong feelings accumulated unconsciously, and they remained unchanged after many years.

At that time, there were many people chasing him, but he only acquiesced to Xia Xinghe being by his side. At the beginning, he didn't realize that it was liking, and he didn't know when it started. His eyes never moved away from Xia Xinghe.

Accompanying him in class, drawing key points for him, and even when he was so busy writing papers, he still didn't forget to help him with his homework... In the past, Bai Qingzhou never bothered to waste time on others, but he changed his principles for Xia Xinghe time and time again. Sweet as sweet.

He is like a bright luminous body, the most dazzling star, and the places near him are all bright, as if it is a collection of all the beautiful things in the world, no matter how indifferent people see him, they can't help but curl their lips , with a smile in his eyes.

Until later, each of Bai Qingzhou's life plans had Xia Xinghe's name in them, and they were all torn apart by his cold breakup.

What a proud person Bai Qingzhou used to be, the proud son of heaven, he never bowed his head to others, it was the arrogance bestowed on him by his talent.

After moving a mortal heart and then being thrown away, there is nothing more dignified than this. Even so, he still can't forget him. When he went abroad and returned, when he met again, he put down his pride and self-esteem and took the initiative to show him Xia Xinghe begged for peace.

Bai Qingzhou thought, he has barked like a dog for him, if this is not liking, then what is it?

Xia Xinghe closed his eyelids and did not answer.

Bai Qingzhou looked at him quietly, his fingers stubbornly ran over his lips over and over again, as if competing with himself, not going any further, but unwilling to let go.

There were rough calluses on the slender fingers, which were the marks left by holding the scalpel all year round. Xia Xinghe felt the pain from being pressed, and frowned unconsciously.

"...Bai Qingzhou."

He was calling his name again.

"Bai Qingzhou."

Another sound.

Whispering, as if secretly screaming thousands of times.

"Bai Qingzhou," he said, "...I'm in pain."

A sour feeling swept through the whole heart, as if it had been pierced densely by thousands of silver needles.Bai Qingzhou let go of his hand suddenly, and Xia Xinghe's lips were already congested and swollen, and some places were slightly torn.

"……Feel sorry."

Bai Qingzhou stared blankly at the fingertips, not daring to touch him for a moment.

It was already late at night, but Bai Qingzhou didn't feel sleepy at all. He went to turn off the light, stared at Xia Xinghe for a long time in the dark, then walked to the window, looked up at the deep fog, only a little light left the stars.

Dawn came after late night, and at some point, the sky turned pale.

Bai Qingzhou blew the cold wind by the window all night, but Xia Xinghe slept well.

The bed under him was moderately hard and soft, and there was still a dreamy breath lingering in his breath. Xia Xinghe had a long and distant dream, in which Bai Qingzhou gently wiped the sweat from his forehead , and took him gently into his arms.

This was indeed a sweet dream, so that when Xia Xinghe opened his eyes in a daze, he didn't realize where he was in the moment.

After the hangover, the muscles all over his body were flabby, and his vision was blurred. Xia Xinghe sat up slowly, covering his head, and suddenly saw the back of Bai Qingzhou standing by the window.

"...Bai Qingzhou?"

Before falling asleep, memories slowly came back, Xia Xinghe frowned, and asked tentatively, "'Did you bring me back last night?"

Hearing the sound, Bai Qingzhou turned around, raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Xinghe: "Yes."

The memory after drinking was too messy, fuzzy, and unreal. Xia Xinghe couldn't think about which of them were real and which ones he had imagined. He also saw himself lying on the bed with all his clothes unbuttoned. He opened his mouth, and his tone Some hesitated: "I...didn't do anything last night, did I?"

His memory only stays in Bai Qingzhou who brought him home, then said something to him, he seemed to say something, and there seemed to be something between them, but he didn't know the specifics at all. remembered.

Xia Xinghe's eyes were a little dazed, with a little fear of the unknown, his pupils were still clear, like a stream melting in early spring, Bai Qingzhou's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and faintly uttered a word: "Yes."

Xia Xinghe was startled: "What?!"

Could it be that he did something rebellious to Bai Qingzhou while he was drunk?

Xia Xinghe secretly looked at Bai Qingzhou in fear.

The clothes are neat, the skin is smooth, except for a faint black circle under the eyelids, there are no traces that cannot be described.

That Wu Qing probably just didn't sleep well, and it had nothing to do with him. Xia Xinghe was about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that he should not be so courageous, when he heard Bai Qingzhou's indifferent voice: "Because of you, I have been sleeping all night." Didn't sleep."

Xia Xinghe: "?"

Bai Qingzhou: "You slept in my bed."

"……what?"

Xia Xinghe looked at the bed under him, and subconsciously retorted: "Doesn't your house have a guest room?"

"No."

"Is there always a sofa?"

"I was vomited by you."

Hazy memories emerged in his mind, Xia Xinghe began to feel a little guilty.

He still had the slightest impression. In his impression, he seemed to have vomited on the sofa, and almost... vomited on Bai Qingzhou's face.

It's over.

Bai Qingzhou is such a clean freak, it's fine not to throw him out.

"……sorry,"

Xia Xinghe scratched his hair in embarrassment, and lowered his head unconsciously, "Can I still clean it up? Otherwise, tell me how much it is, and I'll pay you directly..."

The pitiful tone is the easiest to soften the heart, especially the corners of Xia Xinghe's eyes are still a little flushed when he just sobered up.Bai Qingzhou suddenly blurted out "No need", and then added awkwardly into Xia Xinghe's puzzled eyes: "It was custom-made in France, and it cannot be cleaned up in China, so it has to be sent to the original factory for maintenance. Come out and I'll send you back."

"Okay, I'm really sorry..."

Xia Xinghe scratched at his hair again, the fine bits were messed up and scattered around his ears.The flashing clip suddenly appeared in his mind, Xia Xinghe thought for a while, and apologized uncertainly: "Well, also, I drank the clip yesterday, so it may not be proper, if you say something, don't take it seriously ah."

Don't take it seriously?

What not to take seriously?

Don't take it seriously when you call him a dog, or don't take it seriously when you whisper that you like him?

For some reason, Bai Qingzhou suddenly remembered what Yan Cai said earlier: "Don't make him cry anymore."

Did Xia Xinghe really cry because of him?

Bai Qingzhou looked down at the person in front of him, trying to find something, but he didn't see any trace on his face.

He recalled, and found that the Xia Xinghe in his memory was always smiling, except that he would cry with red eyes when he was tossed hard, he seemed to be always sunny and vivid, he couldn't imagine him What it's like to cry.

The scorching gaze fell on him, Xia Xinghe was a little embarrassed, he smiled awkwardly, and accidentally pulled the wound on his lip, and took a deep breath.

His lips were still a little red and swollen, the skin was scratched, the corners of his lips were still raised, and the dimples at the corners of his lips were clear.

Even though he was in pain but he still had to laugh, Bai Qingzhou suddenly realized that maybe Xia Xinghe wasn't as heartless as he imagined.

For the first time, he felt that maybe there was a misunderstanding between them but they didn't mention it to each other, or maybe there was really some emotion that was not conveyed in time and disappeared in the years.

"you……"

Bai Qingzhou's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he suddenly wanted to ask him again why he broke up with him back then, but when the words came to his lips, he was suppressed by the long-standing arrogance.

"what happened?"

Xia Xinghe raised his eyes and asked him.

There seemed to be no nostalgia in the clear eyes, exactly the same as when he left back then, so straightforward.

Bai Qingzhou changed the subject, and subconsciously said, "...it's nothing."

Even with such a mistake, time did not give Bai Qingzhou any chance to repent. As soon as his words fell, the phone rang suddenly again.

It was Xia Xinghe's phone that was vibrating, he smiled apologetically at Bai Qingzhou, and answered the phone behind his back.

"Hello? What's the matter, Mom?"

On the other side of the phone, Qiu Guiyue's tone was a little anxious, "Xinghe, can you buy a ticket to come back these two days? Can you come back two days earlier?"

The hurried tone made Xia Xinghe's right eyelid twitch twice for no reason: "Did something happen?"

"Come back and talk about it, I can't make it clear on the phone," Qiu Guiyue paused, as if discouraged, "Something happened to your father, and the situation is not very good now."

Xia Xinghe's heart twitched suddenly, and his tone sank immediately.

"Okay, I see, I'll go back as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xinghe frowned tightly, jumped out of bed in a hurry and straightened his messy clothes, even ignoring Bai Qingzhou's presence.

Bai Qingzhou asked: "What's wrong?"

Xia Xinghe put on his shoes while dancing: "Something happened at my house, I have to hurry back."

He bent down to put on his shoes, got up and was about to run, but Bai Qingzhou grabbed his arm.

"what?"

Xia Xinghe said anxiously, "I'm in a hurry right now, I'll pay you back when I get back, and I won't run away."

Bai Qingzhou didn't answer, but asked him instead: "Are you going home? Going back to Liu'an?"

Xia Xinghe nodded: "Yes."

"Did you buy the ticket?"

"..."

He was so anxious that he wanted to run after hanging up the phone, and he really forgot about the ticket.It is more than 1000 kilometers away from his home, and the Spring Festival is approaching, and the high-speed rail tickets have long been sold out.

Seeing Xia Xinghe's stunned expression, Bai Qingzhou sighed slightly, temporarily restrained his thoughts just now, turned on the phone, quickly tapped on the screen, and then raised his head and asked him: "The plane at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, okay?"

Xia Xinghe suddenly turned around: "Okay!"

Bai Qingzhou nodded slightly, and calmly took Xia Xinghe back to his residence to pack his things. He didn't even have time to meet the part-time worker who made an appointment to clean up, so he drove him to the airport.

The airport was built on the outskirts of the city, and cars were speeding on the road, and the number of cars on the road gradually decreased.

Bai Qingzhou's car drove quickly and stably, with his hands on the steering wheel, the curve of his profile was almost perfect.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Xia Xinghe's heart beat fast.

Maybe it was just anxiety, or maybe there were some other emotions mixed in.

When they arrived at the airport, they were catching up with the security check. Bai Qingzhou accompanied Xia Xinghe to collect the ticket, checked his luggage, and sent him to the security checkpoint.

"Don't worry," he said, "call me anytime you need anything."

The indifferent tone and alienated expression are still there, but there is an inexplicable ability to make people feel at ease.

"……thanks."

Xia Xinghe said softly.

"Well," Bai Qingzhou rubbed his head reassuringly, "Let's go."

The announcement in the airport sounded, and Xia Xinghe hurried into the security checkpoint.

There are many and cumbersome security check procedures, and there are many people gathered around. After each checkpoint, it is already far away from the entrance.

In the middle is a thick glass door, and the crowded crowd moves back and forth, covering the view.

The radio above his head rang over and over again, and the sound continued to echo through the vast roof. There was a sudden burst of sound from the crowd behind him, and Xia Xinghe looked back unconsciously.

Nothing happened, everything around was as usual, pedestrians came and went in a hurry, and the noisy terminal building became quiet.

Xia Xinghe withdrew his gaze and was about to continue on his way. When his gaze swept over a certain angle, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure behind the crowd.

It was Bai Qingzhou.

Bai Qingzhou was still standing where he was, quietly watching the direction in which he left, without leaving.

It seemed that the gentle touch of Bai Qingzhou's touch just now remained on his head, Xia Xinghe stretched out his hand in a daze.

The fine hair slipped through the fingers, and the heart beat faster.