I won't chase you a second time

When He Mingxu returned to the ward, Jiang Wensong was typing on his mobile phone.

Busy fingers tapped on the screen quickly, brows slightly frowned, looking serious.

"What are you doing?" He Mingxu sat by the bed and asked him.

"Write notes." Jiang Wensong raised his head to look at him, pursed the corners of his mouth, as if hesitating for a moment, then reached out and handed him his mobile phone.

The only person who knows about his notes is my aunt.

Now there is another He Mingxu.

He Mingxu took the phone and looked down. There was no surprise on his face, but he looked at it silently and seriously.

"It's all journals. It's really nothing. It's just to prevent me from forgetting things."

Seeing that he was watching seriously, Jiang Wensong recalled with some guilt that he probably didn't write anything bad about He Mingxu.

"I met the boy in the dormitory opposite on the stairs. I don't know his name yet, but he looks pretty handsome." He Mingxu read aloud into his phone.

"..." Jiang Wensong suddenly blushed, did he write this? !

Although the ward was very noisy, Jiang Wensong still looked around guiltily, afraid that others would hear it, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to them, he whispered to He Mingxu, "Don't read it out."

He Mingxu stopped teasing him, nodded, and looked at it seriously again.

After a while, he added another sentence, with a bit of air in his tone, "It turns out that you have been interested in me so early."

"No!" Jiang Wensong retorted.

He Mingxu ignored him and continued to watch on his own.

After watching it for a long time, Jiang Wensong didn't have to play with his mobile phone, so he was a little bored, so he asked him, "Don't watch it, what's there to watch?"

He Mingxu looked at the earliest document, it was already a few years ago.

There are nearly a hundred documents stored in the APP, which are divided into categories in chronological order.

He Mingxu didn't know how he felt all of a sudden, he just watched silently.

Seeing that he was watching seriously, Jiang Wensong stopped talking, lay down and closed his eyes, and let him watch.

He Mingxu really watched it for a long time, so long that he woke up after sleeping, and he was still watching.

Later, Jiang Wensong was so bored that he asked He Mingxu to get his phone back.

He Mingxu returned the phone to him and told him that he would look at it next time.

Jiang Wensong nodded indiscriminately, still not understanding why He Mingxu could take such a boring account so seriously.

On the last night of hospitalization, most of the pain in Jiang Wensong's body had disappeared. He took He Mingxu's hand and vacated half of the hospital bed for him.

The hospital bed is not big, but it can still fit two adult men if you squeeze it together, but it just fits perfectly when you sleep on it.

But He Mingxu didn't want to go to bed.

Jiang Wensong was unyielding, and kept his eyes open without sleeping, just looking at him.

After a long time, He Mingxu said to him helplessly, "It's already very late."

"Well, so let's sleep together." Jiang Wensong looked at him, as if I wouldn't sleep until you went to bed.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, He Mingxu compromised.

The two lay on the bed, clinging tightly together.

Jiang Wensong carefully adjusted his posture, turned half of his body on He Mingxu's body, and explained that it would not be so crowded.

He Mingxu's steady heartbeat rang in his ears, and the familiar and reassuring smell was throbbing.

"You are so warm." Jiang Wensong praised him.

He Mingxu's body temperature was very high, like a stove, "It's more comfortable than a warm baby." Jiang Wensong added.

He Mingxu supported Jiang Wensong's waist with his hands, as if he was afraid that he would fall.

In fact, Jiang Wensong didn't sleep well that night, but because he slept with He Mingxu, he felt that he slept well.

The next day, my aunt helped him complete the discharge procedures and drove them back to school.

Finally discharged from the hospital, Jiang Wensong was in a good mood and kept chatting with He Mingxu.

When he was about to arrive at school, Jiang Wensong suddenly remembered, hesitated for a while, and asked Song Ruimin if he could not stay at school.

Song Ruimin sat in front and asked him after a moment of silence, "Where do you live?"

"He Mingxu rented a house outside. I want to live with him. There is a classmate I know across the street who can help each other. The community is newly built and very safe." Jiang Wensong tried hard to list several advantages.

He Mingxu tugged at Jiang Wensong's hand, but Jiang Wensong finished speaking in one breath.

Song Ruimin didn't reply, and said after a long time, "Let's talk."

The car was still parked downstairs in the student dormitory.

Jiang Wensong carried the luggage reluctantly, Song Ruimin pretended not to see his expression, and before leaving, he told him several times carefully, transferred the money to his card again, and then left without worry.

Jiang Wensong and He Mingxu stood at the school gate, watching Song Ruimin's car drive away.

"Okay, let's carry our luggage to your place." Jiang Wensong turned his head and smiled again.

Seeing that He Mingxu didn't speak for a while, Jiang Wensong gave another reason, "If I'm in the dormitory, no one will apply medicinal wine to me."

This reason easily convinced He Mingxu, so Jiang Wensong logically moved back to He Mingxu's house.

After moving all the luggage for the second time, Jiang Wensong collapsed on the sofa and sighed, "Finally back."

During dinner, He Mingxu seemed to put all his energy into cooking a lot of dishes, although some succeeded and some failed.

Jiang Wensong ate until his belly was round, and after washing slowly, he lay down on the bed.

When He Mingxu entered the room, Jiang Wensong was about to fall asleep.

Until He Mingxu helped him up, took off his pajamas, and wiped the cold medicinal wine on his body.

Jiang Wensong opened his sleepy eyes and looked at He Mingxu.

Looking at He Mingxu's forearm again, He Mingxu recovered quickly, and the wound had already started to scab.

The wound was long, but not deep at all.

Jiang Wensong touched it, "Won't it leave a scar?"

He Mingxu's subordinates kept on saying, "No."

"That's good." Jiang Wensong nodded, feeling much better.

After looking down for a while, Jiang Wensong lowered his head and kissed He Mingxu's arm.

He Mingxu stopped his movements, as if he couldn't stand him and called him by name, "Jiang Wensong."

"Ah?" Jiang Wensong didn't think there was anything wrong, and looked at him cheerfully.

The two looked at each other for a while, and somehow they stuck together.

After a few days, Jiang Wensong almost recovered, and finally resumed his normal study life.

Although it is a little different from before.

The biggest difference is probably He Mingxu.

He Mingxu watched Jiang Wensong very closely. Almost every day after Jiang Wensong's get out of class, he would show up at the door of the classroom on time and pick him up for dinner or back to the rental house.

It made their class look at Jiang Wensong's eyes changed a few times. After all, being picked up and dropped off by a well-known handsome guy in the school all day long, anyone who looks at it will be surprised.

So Jiang Wensong asked He Mingxu to wait for him at a place far away from the teaching building, instead of always being at the door of the classroom.

Occasionally, even if He Mingxu was late for training, he would ask Shen Xingwen to accompany him.

Shen Xingwen worked hard and didn't complain, but Jiang Wensong was too embarrassed to refuse.

"Brother Xu said that the gangsters in that kind of place are all organized, and those gangsters won't be locked up for long. Anyway, it's okay to be careful recently." Shen Xingwen held fried chicken legs in one hand and Coke in the other, patiently He carefully reminded Jiang Wensong.

"Okay." Jiang Wensong nodded, took a bite of the fried chicken leg, and walked outside the school with Shen Xingwen. The two made an appointment to play games today.

Although He Mingxu wished he could watch by Jiang Wensong's side 24 hours a day, it was of course impossible.

Jiang Wensong looked at He Mingxu who had been frowning since he came back, and asked him what was wrong.

"I'm going to a meeting next week."

"How long?"

"One week." He Mingxu put down his training bag and said to Jiang Wensong, "Go back to the dormitory this week, and don't leave the school if you have nothing to do."

"Understood." Jiang Wensong nodded.

Although he felt that the matter was not as serious as they thought.

But he still obediently went back to the dormitory.

Although He Mingxu went to other places, he sent messages and called Jiang Wensong a lot.

The two of them would often spend the entire night on a video call, only to turn off the phone the next morning because it ran out of battery.

Jiang Wensong stayed in the dormitory, always talking on the phone with He Mingxu.

No matter how dull Jiang Yao was, he could see the signs, but he was too embarrassed to ask Jiang Wensong face to face, so he had to ask Shen Xingwen secretly.

Shen Xingwen said, you're only seeing it now?

Jiang Yao was very surprised. On the one hand, he was surprised that these two were gay, but what was even more shocking was that they were together.

This face value is too strong.

After figuring it out, Jiang Yao digested it for a few more days, and finally accepted the fact slowly.

Jiang Wensong didn't know his roommate's mood had changed. After washing up, he lay on the bed in a good mood while waiting for He Mingxu's call, while scrolling through Moments.

The key point is to scan Wang Haohao's circle of friends.

Wang Haohao has been taking frequent photos and posting them on Moments from the time he boarded the school bus to the time when the plane landed and moved into the dormitory.

When Jiang Wensong looked at his photos, he could see the places they went, the scenes of activities they participated in, and occasionally He Mingxu could be captured in the photos.

It seems to have caught it today.

Jiang Wensong zoomed in on the photo with two fingers, and saw He Mingxu standing outside the crowd, and a girl standing beside him, who seemed to be passing something in her hand.

Few people around know that Jiang Wensong and He Mingxu are gay, and even fewer people know that they are divorced, let alone strangers.

Jiang Wensong put down his phone and thought, yes, such a handsome guy, his mother will be asked for his number every time he goes out to take the subway.

After a while, He Mingxu called on time. Jiang Wensong answered the phone, looked at He Mingxu on the screen, and remained silent.

He Mingxu asked him what's wrong.

Jiang Wensong shook his head and said nothing.

As a big man, how could he be so narrow-minded.

Although, after a while, Jiang Wensong imitated Chen Taotao, and while on the phone with He Mingxu, he opened Taobao and ordered a box of small black rubber bands online. When the time comes, he will have one for He Mingxu, which is fair and just.

Chen Taotao said before that this method is very useful. When other girls see the small rubber bands on the boy's hands, they will know that the boy has a name.

He Mingxu watched him turn his eyes back and forth, and asked him what he was doing.

Jiang Wensong said smoothly, "I'll buy you a gift."

"Oh." He Mingxu responded and stopped talking.

The video of the two of them was actually silent with the video turned on for a long time.

But no one is willing to hang up the phone.

After Jiang Wensong placed the order, he suddenly heard a sentence from He Mingxu, "Brother Xu! I called my sister-in-law again today? You two are too clingy!"

He Mingxu didn't even raise his head, just hummed.

When Jiang Wensong heard the word "sister-in-law", his face was inexplicably ashamed.

"Do you have a picture, Brother Xu!" the boy asked.

"No."

"I don't even know the fuck!" It was Wang Haohao's voice, full of air.

If Wang Haohao hadn't had this rare sleepover, he wouldn't have known Brother Xu would still talk on the phone!It's outrageous to have a good temper!

He Mingxu probably felt that they were a little noisy, so he went outside.

"Show you our dormitory." He Mingxu flipped the camera.

And just looking at it, He Mingxu didn't introduce it, and didn't say a word in a muffled voice.

Jiang Wensong had no choice but to ask the question himself.

They went to a sports university a little to the south for this exchange, and the place where they were arranged to live was the hotel-style apartment of the school. The environment was different from ordinary student dormitories, and much better.

Jiang Wensong looked at the gorgeous hall on the first floor, and wanted to ask a few more questions, when he suddenly heard a delicate female voice, "Senior He!"

"Honeyma."

Jiang Wensong's cursing voice was clearly heard in He Mingxu's earphones, and He Mingxu paused.

"What a coincidence, senior, I'll come down to buy drinks." The girl was still chatting with He Mingxu.

He Mingxu didn't speak, just nodded, thinking about how to coax Jiang Wensong later.

"Is senior listening to music with headphones on?" the girl asked him.

"No." He Mingxu shook his head, "I'm chatting with my wife."

Jiang Wensong, who was staring at a corner of the screen and glaring at the skirt, was taken aback for a moment, his anger was like a balloon being pricked with a needle, and it disappeared with a "bang".

"Ah, that's it..." A girl's disappointed voice came from the other end.

"Of course." Jiang Wensong's voice came from the earphone again.

He seemed to be fighting with this girl in the air, He Mingxu felt a little funny.

Watching the image on the screen shake, and waiting for He Mingxu to walk away, Jiang Wensong thought about the wife's words, quickly turned over and got out of bed, and when he reached the balcony, he refuted him, "Who is your wife."

"Then who called me husband before?" He Mingxu asked him back.

Grass...Jiang Wensong's face turned red, can he take what he said at that time seriously? !