love blind spot

Qi Jin finally gave Lin Zhuo a look. He still looked weak, but he just slightly curled the corner of his mouth, "Why did you suddenly see it? I thought you were blind."

Lin Zhuo didn't care about Qi Jin's sarcasm, he dragged a chair to the side of the bed and sat down.

Qi Jin frowned, and said hoarsely, "I have nothing to tell you."

"I have." Lin Zhuo said.

Qi Jin took out the hot water bottle that was no longer hot under the quilt, and said casually: "You finally found out that you like him? Or do you finally dare to admit it?"

He raised his eyes to look at Lin Zhuo, and said in a nonchalant tone, "No matter which one it is, I'm not interested."

Lin Zhuo looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled. He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, "These have nothing to do with you, and you don't need to be interested. Similarly, Lu Qingyu has nothing to do with you."

Qi Jin clicked his tongue, "If you don't dare to like it, you just want me to dislike it too. Why should I listen to you?"

Lin Zhuo's face became more and more serious, and he said coldly, "Because you are not worthy."

"Are you worthy?"

Lin Zhuo turned his wrist subconsciously, and leaned back on the chair back for a while, "How long have you known Lu Qingyu? Don't you just like his face?"

"Is there anything wrong with looking at the face? Otherwise, what should I look at?"

Lin Zhuo sneered, "I have been with him since the first day he was born. I have seen his face for more than ten years. Do you think I am worthy?"

Lin Zhuo raised his legs and changed the topic, "Don't you like his face? How about this, it's the same if you like his sister."

He apologized to Lu Qingyan in his heart, I'm sorry, I'll lend you some.

"He has a sister?" Qi Jin seemed to be interested suddenly, but changed his face after a while, "I'm sorry, I'm gay, why don't you like his sister."

Lin Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "I don't fucking like his face!"

Lu Qingyu pushed the door open, put the packed lunch box on the table, and asked lightly, "Whose face do you not like?"

Lin Zhuo's brain crashed, and he accidentally bit his own tongue when he wanted to speak, "Hiss...why did you come back so soon?"

Lu Qingyu untied the bag, "I'll pack it up and eat it with you."

He didn't seem to want to delve into the question just now, Lin Zhuo quickly stood up and answered, "What's delicious today? Is there a pot of meat? I forgot to tell you to buy a bottle of water..."

Lu Qingyu handed the lunch box to him and gave him a meaningful look.

Lin Zhuo was taken aback, and Lu Qingyu took out the packed porridge and brought it to Qi Jin, "Millet porridge and pickles."

Qi Jin's eyes always fell on Lu Qingyu's face, "I don't want to eat."

Lu Qingyu put the porridge aside and ignored him.

He sat on the sofa, looked at Lin Zhuo who was stunned beside him, and helped him break off the chopsticks, "Eat."

Lin Zhuo responded, but still didn't understand what Lu Qingyu's eyes meant just now. He picked up a piece of meat, and the tip of his tongue hurt a little when he put it in his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qingyu asked.

Lin Zhuo shook his head, "The tongue is broken."

"Greedy? Don't you eat enough meat?"

Lin Zhuo smiled, and said absently, "Maybe not enough, let Uncle Lu cook braised pork tonight."

The two of them finished their lunch as if no one else was there, Qi Jin's porridge was kept beside him, and he didn't have any intention of eating it.

When Dr. Zhang came back from dinner, Qi Jin’s medicine was almost finished. He pulled out the needle for Qi Jin, “Why don’t you eat porridge? It’s really easy to lose your appetite when you’re sick. If you don’t like to eat, you can eat as much as you want, so that you can recover quickly.” .”

Qi Jin lifted the quilt and got out of bed, seemingly not listening to him at all.

Doctor Zhang could only tell Lin Zhuo helplessly, "Let him eat something."

Lin Zhuo agreed casually.

The three of them came out of the school infirmary, and Qi Jin wrapped his school uniform tightly with a pale complexion.

Lu Qingyu deliberately walked a few steps slower and fell behind, Lin Zhuo looked back at him, "Aren't you going back to work?"

Lu Qingyu looked at him, Lin Zhuo quickly looked away.

Lu Qingyu sighed, "Let's go."

Lin Zhuo didn't take the initiative to talk to Lu Qingyu along the way. After entering the teaching building, Lin Zhuo glanced at him, "I'm going to the toilet..."

"I'll go too." Lu Qingyu said lightly.

Lin Zhuo put his hands in his pockets, "Well... let's go then."

There was no one in the toilet during the lunch break, Lin Zhuo didn't feel like peeing at all, so he could only say to Lu Qingyu, "I'll squat for a while..."

Lu Qingyu looked at him helplessly.

Lin Zhuo suddenly panicked, "Oh right, I didn't take the paper, I'll go back..."

Lu Qingyu stood in front of him, blocking his way, Lin Zhuo could smell the faint fragrance of shampoo on his body.

They were deadlocked for a few seconds, Lin Zhuo hesitated and said, "You..."

Lu Qingyu pulled his wrist into the innermost compartment, and closed the door with a "bang".

Lin Zhuo was pressed against the corner of the wall, Lu Qingyu leaned closer and stared into his eyes and said, "What do you want to say?"

Lin Zhuo's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes wandered, "No, you..."

Lu Qingyu interrupted him, "I heard you."

Lin Zhuo was shocked: "What did you hear?"

"What about you and Qi Jin?" Lu Qingyu approached a little closer, "I'm afraid that you two might have some conflicts, so I joined the team when I saw Zhang Quan during dinner."

Lin Zhuo parted his lips slightly, motionless, as if his computer had died.

Lu Qingyu pinched his chin and lifted it up, and asked in a low voice: "You don't like my face, do you?"

Lin Zhuo retorted subconsciously, "No, there is no dislike, I didn't mean that..."

Lu Qingyu's lips almost touched Lin Zhuo's face, "So you don't like my face?"

"Of course I don't like..."

In the middle of Lin Zhuo's words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he stopped abruptly.

Lu Qingyu didn't speak, and even the sound of each other's breathing was amplified infinitely in the narrow space.

Lin Zhuo moved his stiff neck and forced a smile, "What are you doing, Xiaoyu, what do you like or not, I..."

"Is it interesting to deceive yourself?" Lu Qingyu's tone became cold.

He stared at Lin Zhuo's eyes, looked at his slightly trembling eyelashes, and asked word by word: "Lin Zhuo, is it so difficult to say that you like me?"

Lin Zhuo felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if his heart was being held and rubbed in his hands. After just a moment, Lu Qingyu took half a step back, unlocked the door and wanted to leave.

Lin Zhuo subconsciously grabbed his arm, caught Lu Qingyu's hair but didn't let go, he pulled Lu Qingyu back with all his strength, and locked it again.

"Little fish..." As soon as Lin Zhuo opened his mouth, footsteps came from the toilet door, and someone came in.

Lin Zhuo swallowed back what he wanted to say, and looked at Lu Qingyu silently.

Lu Qingyu was probably heartbroken by Lin Zhuo, and the downcast expression made him feel very distressed.

Lin Zhuo couldn't wait for that person to go out, so he raised his hand to hug Lu Qingyu tightly, pressed the back of his head to his shoulder, and stroked his soft long hair tremblingly.

"It's not hard to say," Lin Zhuo said hoarsely, "Never."

It's always weird to know your focus, so I'll say it first!There are relatively few cubicles for men's toilets, and the toilets are cleaned in a timely manner without any peculiar smell. The quality of the students is also relatively high, not dirty or disgusting, please rest assured!