Don't be a stand-in

Hang Shaoyun never dreamed that one day he would be locked out by Qi Lu, nor did he think that one day he would meet a Qi Lu who didn't love him.

Qi Lu who doesn't love him, Qi Lu who is completely unfamiliar with him, is he still Qi Lu?

Hang Shaoyun habitually touched cigarettes, but he was wearing pajamas with empty pockets, so he had to sit by the door.

The severe winter has not yet passed, and there is not much difference between sitting on the cold floor and sitting on ice, and it is difficult to endure.

"Qi Lu, open the door!"

Qilu's voice in the door drifted like a cloud, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

"..."

It's too embarrassing to be interrogated by the police at the door of his own home, and Hang Shaoyun doesn't want to be on the local social news.

From the first day Hang Shaoyun knew Qi Lu, Qi Lu liked him. When the other party looked at him, his eyes were full of love, shy but bold.

Hang Shaoyun has never understood why Qi Lu likes him, he is playful and indifferent, Qi Lu is not gentle and considerate, but no matter how humiliated by him, Qi Lu is like a dog skin plaster that cannot be shaken off, just sticking to him and getting tired of him.

Hang Shaoyun asked Qi Lu what he liked about him, but Qi Lu didn't give him an answer. For a person who can't even say what he likes, such liking is too lofty.

3 minutes of heat.This is how Hang Shaoyun defined Qi Lv's liking for him.

But Qi Lu used his actual actions to prove that his liking was not a 3-minute passion. For half a year, Qi Lu used various methods to enter Hang Shaoyun's life, and when Hang Shaoyun realized it, his life was full of love. Traces of Qi Lu.Hang Shaoyun was exhausted from dealing with Qi Lu every day, and he had no time to go out and drink, and before he knew it, he was trapped by Qi Lu.

"You said that I followed you all day, and you don't have time to find other sex-friends. I am your only sex-friend. Now that you have established a one-on-one physical relationship, what is the relationship between your boyfriend and your boyfriend?" It's almost time." Qi Lu quickly kissed Hang Shaoyun on the mouth, "To sum up, you can be my boyfriend."

"It's a beautiful idea." Hang Shaoyun didn't take it seriously, "One day I get tired of sleeping with you, do I still have to be a boyfriend?"

"Let's break up when you're tired of sleeping."

Hang Shaoyun sneered and said, "It's up to you."

Qi Lu assumed that Hang Shaoyun had agreed, and jumped three feet high with joy. Seeing his joy, Hang Shaoyun was also in a good mood.

Not long afterward, Hang Shaoyun regretted agreeing to Qi Lu. What this man said about "breaking up when you get tired" was all deceitful. Qi Lu never thought of breaking up with him. He traps him, and wants to be entangled with him for the rest of his life!

The cold wind blowing in from the corridor window made Hang Shaoyun shiver. He knocked on the door again, but no one answered, and Qi Lu had probably fallen asleep.

Hang Shaoyun wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes, but he didn't have any money on him, and his cell phone was also left in the house, and Qi Lu didn't open the door for him, which made Tian Tian Ying feel ineffective.

All this was so funny that Hang Shaoyun wanted to laugh inexplicably, and he got angry again with a smile, and kicked hard at the gate, but was shocked by the reaction force so that the soles of his feet hurt.

"Qi Lu, wait for me!" Hang Shaoyun yelled at the door, "I'll change the fingerprint lock tomorrow."

Hang Shaoyun blew the wind outside the door in the middle of the night before being let in by Qi Lv who recovered his memory after waking up halfway.

Hang Shaoyun was shivering from the cold, and only recovered after drinking two cups of hot water.

"Shaoyun, I'm sorry." Qi Lu licked his lips, his eyes dodged, "I didn't mean to."

"You did it on purpose." Hang Shaoyun said coldly, "You were going to move out when you pretended to have amnesia, and you wanted to go home with me when you really lost your memory. Don't you just want to use your intermittent amnesia to punish me? Congratulations, Purpose accomplished."

"If you think so, why do you want me to go with you? Wouldn't it be better for me to move out?"

"Where can you go? Where I am is your home, and you must be by my side."

"What about Minghao?"

"Minghao is different."

Hang Shaoyun sneezed twice, Qi Lu didn't want to entangle with him on Ming Hao's problem, and went to the kitchen to make ginger soup for him.

After the ginger soup was cooked, Hang Shaoyun fell asleep on the sofa.

Qi Lv covered him with a quilt, quietly admired Hang Shaoyun's sleeping face for a while, and then gently woke him up and asked Hang Shaoyun to drink the ginger soup.

Hang Shaoyun didn't like ginger, and this bowl of soup made him frown, and he glared fiercely at Qi Lu several times, but Qi Lu pretended not to see it.

"It's late at night, go to sleep."

When the two entered the master bedroom, they both hesitated in front of the big bed, but no one went to bed first.

The quilt on the big bed was in a mess, and the sheets were also wrinkled. Obviously, this was the bed that Qi Lu slept alone in the middle of the night.But at that time, he was suffering from amnesia, and he couldn't remember what happened on this bed. At this time, he had no symptoms, and those unbearable memories came one after another.

"What?" Hang Shaoyun raised his chin, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'm afraid I'll fall asleep and fall ill again, and kick you out of bed as a stranger." Qi Lu said, "I'll go clean up a guest room."

Qi Lu turned around and was about to leave, but Hang Shaoyun said in a deep voice, "Don't leave."

Qi Lv stopped and looked back at Hang Shaoyun.

The light in the master bedroom was not too bright, and they looked at each other under the light, with complicated emotions.

"Go to sleep." Hang Shaoyun said in an orderly tone, "Qi Lu, I'm not afraid of being kicked out of bed by you, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of hurting you."

"You can't hurt me."

Qi Lu blinked, and the slender eyelashes cast a large shadow under his eyelids, covering the fragility of his eyes.

If you don't love me, I can't hurt you.

"Okay, go to sleep."

The moment Qi Lu went to bed, he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous. He changed the sheets and pillowcases and wiped the bottom of the bed, but when he came into contact with this bed, what he thought of was Hang Shaoyun and Minghao entwining each other here. As soon as that picture appeared in his mind for a second, he couldn't stop wanting to vomit.

Hang Shaoyun had already laid down on the bed, and Qilu's temperature still remained in the bed, which made his body, which had been chilled by the cold wind, warm up quickly, and he was so comfortable that he felt drowsy.

"What are you still doing?"

"I'm going to the toilet."

"There are many things."

Qi Lu ran into the toilet and retched into the sink, but nothing came out.He looked in the glasses, and the man in the mirror was handsome and handsome, but his eyes and nose were red, like a poor injured rabbit.

"It's so pitiful, Qi Lu." Qi Lu murmured to himself in the mirror, "You just can't let him go."

Qi Lu stayed in the toilet until dawn before returning to the bedroom. Instead of going to bed, he sat on the carpet with his back against the mattress and closed his eyes.

Sleeping like this was extremely uncomfortable, and when he was woken up by the alarm clock, his back was so sore that he felt as if he had been run over by a car.

Why am I sleeping on the ground?Qi Lu looked at the big bed ignorantly, and saw that the person who was clearly kicked out by him was sleeping soundly in the middle of the bed.

Qi Lu got angry from the heart, thinking that this person is really lingering, forget about following him, but even occupied the magpie's nest and slept in his bed!

"Hey, get up!" Qi Lu wanted to shake Hang Shaoyun awake, but the temperature of his hands made him frown. The person occupying his bed was so hot that he could boil eggs, "Are you okay? Wake up! "

Hang Shaoyun slept very restlessly, had nightmares again and again, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and when he was awakened by Qi Lu, he was so dazed that he didn't know whether he was in a dream or in reality.

"Stop shouting." Hang Shaoyun grabbed Qi Lu's hand, "Are you going to shake me to death?"

Hang Shaoyun's voice was as hoarse as rough paper, and his breath was hot and scalding. His strength in grasping Qilu was not much better than that of a kindergarten child. He had a fever.

"Why do you have such a severe fever?" Qi Lu pressed his forehead against Hang Shaoyun's, comparing the temperature difference between the two, "You have to go to the hospital."

Hang Shaoyun blinked, unable to tell whether Qi Lu remembered his Qi Lu or not.

"You said that you are too amazing. It's fine to follow me, but you are still sick at my house. Are you in love with me?"

Hang Shaoyun said with a half-smile: "It's hard to say who is in love with whom."

Qi Lu helped Hang Shaoyun get out of bed, and said: "Don't love brother, it won't work, brother has someone he likes."

Hang Shaoyun looked at Qi Lu, his eyes that were wet from a cold and fever were gleaming with a desire to eat people, "What did you say?"

"I said I have someone I like, give up."

"who do you like?"

"It's the one from yesterday, in the ward. You've seen it before. He's tall and handsome and looks better than a star." Qi Lu said with a smile, "You two seem to know each other, his name is Luo Yan."

"Say it again!" Hang Shaoyun's eyes were dangerous like a wild beast, as long as Qi Lu said a wrong word, he would pounce on Qi Lu and bite off Qi Lu's neck.

"I said... Hey, why are you so fierce?" For some reason, Qi Lu felt a little guilty, "Luo Yan's appearance fits my aesthetics very well, and he's my favorite."

"Luo Yan is your favorite? Heh." Hang Shaoyun shook off Qi Lu's hand that was supporting him, "Then you go find him, get out!"

"The one who wants to get out is you, not me, okay, this is my home."

"This is my house!"

"I've been living here since I graduated from university, you said it's your house?" Qi Lu said speechlessly, "You've got burnt out."

Hang Shaoyun: "..."

Hang Shaoyun was already burning hot, but Qi Lu's few words made his seven orifices smoke with anger, and he had the illusion that he was about to explode.

Qi Lu asked Hang Shaoyun to sit at the dining table and make breakfast by himself. In his words, even though Hang Shaoyun was a stalker of unknown origin, he couldn't ignore the serious fever. After breakfast, he would take Hang Shaoyun go see a doctor.

Hang Shaoyun stared at Qi Lu's back busy in the kitchen, and for a moment seemed to return to their old days, but when Qi Lu took out his mobile phone and called Luo Yan with a brisk tone like a happy bird, Hang Shaoyun squeezed angrily. Burst the milk bag in my hand.