【Steel Refining Flame Steel】How to make the person I like also like me

When Ed came in with a bowl of steaming hot stuff, he just passed a couple.At that time, the boy was still holding a fork of meatballs in his mouth, and the effect of the orange leaching from the plastic fork was obviously due to the dazzling red oil in the plastic bowl.The lady was shocked, and the bag in her hand almost fell into Edward's bowl; the man didn't feel much better, he staggered away with the woman, and looked back at Edward who turned to enter the door from time to time in astonishment.Adidas was calm and composed. He stepped into the ward of the seriously injured patient majestically, tsk-tsk sounded in his mouth, and the aroma was overflowing from the bowl. At this moment, Mustangu in the ward was looking back at him—holding a newspaper in his hand, There was a plate of fruit on the bed table, and a section of collarbone was exposed from the neckline of the hospital gown. His eyes were very listless, and he was [-]% beautiful and delicious.Ed swallowed the meatball, his heart pounding hard in his chest.

It's so beautiful, Ed is running naked on the roof in his heart.One day, I will sneak up on him in the dead of night. If the raw rice is cooked, the person who looks so good-looking will be mine.

Thinking just right, the other party's gaze fell on the bowl in Ed's hand.He raised his eyebrows, with an inexplicable and funny expression, as if he was silently asking the question that the pair of men and women who fled just now couldn't say: How did you walk up with this thing without being stopped?

The question was about to come out, but Roy wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.He held up the newspaper to cover his face, but his eyes were full of smiles, and the small china plate on the table was stacked with sliced ​​apples and florets.

Edward bit his lower lip to keep from laughing.

"Someone came to visit you," the boy put on a grimace and closed the door behind him. "Is it the creditor from your hometown who came from the country mother to see if you are alive or dead?"

Mustangu cast a wink from behind the newspaper, "It's just what people want."

Whoops.Ed stuck out his tongue and walked towards his bed, leaning over and dragging the chair away.

"The ex-girlfriend and ex-boyfriend came together to seek reunion?"

Ed's words were intended to ridicule him, but unexpectedly the other party took up the conversation immediately.Roy stared at the newspaper: "Half guessed right. Our broadcast director is a straight man in the universe who pierces the sky."

The lunch box that was about to be placed on the lap was still in the air, and the steaming red oil was still hanging in the air.The boy was stunned for a few seconds before completely digesting the information thrown by the other party just now. In a trance, he finally remembered the setting of the first two male protagonists in this fanfiction. The backs of the high-heeled shoes rushing away from the bar bathroom quickly overlapped.Ed was shocked.

"Crap??"

The heart jumped to the throat in an instant, and then fell to the bottom of the stomach, like a jumping machine in disrepair.He looked at Roy in astonishment, he was so afraid of the other's indifferent expression.

And what he saw was Roy's relieved and calm eyes.

"I've been dumped for several weeks, but she didn't come to seek reunion." Roy looked at the newspaper in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up as if he was joking or comforting.He shrugged and said, "The couple are now as loving as junior high school students who have been dating for a week. As the leading couple, they specially brought apples and dog food to visit."

Something fell again, but it didn't hit the ground hard, but was gently taken into his arms.Ed sat next to Roy with his bowl in his arms. He poked his head down and ate the fragrant food.The warm current flowed in from the fingertips, warming his whole body, it was indescribable.

This is Roy's third week in the hospital.He became much more energetic, and he could talk to Ed for hours without saying a word. At first, he would be in pain so much that he would beg the nurse to give him painkillers in the middle of the night. Ed's soft-knife game tossed and swayed Ed's heart that he was trying to suppress.

There were many people who came to greet him with gifts, but there were very few people who could pat Roy on the back when he was bleeding from pain.The doctor said that the nurse would take good care of him, and Roy himself said nonchalantly that he had been in the hospital alone before, and it was not a big deal.It can be said that, the appearance of the other party alone is unbearable to imagine, and the understatement of the other party's words makes Ed unwilling to read carefully.He searched and searched for countless reasons that seemed extremely urgent but were actually dispensable—today he came to find the watch that he accidentally left behind last time, and tomorrow he just passed by—to squeeze out time from his increasingly busy life to go to the hospital every now and then. Slip away, with disheveled hair and a crumpled old overcoat.

In fact, there is very little he can do for the other party: he is clumsy, and he always falls asleep when the other party is hooked up, and he even caused some trouble in the first few times-but Roy never refused The young man's mistakes in details and clumsiness in his technique, just like he never refused Ed's good intentions wrapped in arrogance and excuses.After a few times, Ed's presence in the ward no longer needed a reason.Teenagers come and go in a hurry, sometimes leaning against the bed and reading a few hours of novels to take a nap, sometimes just come to the door to take a look, water the fly plant and leave; with the newly launched project work in the laboratory Increasingly burdensome, Ed would suddenly appear in Roy's ward in the evening, with the goggles that he forgot to take off hanging around his neck, and he would lie on the side table without saying a word and write reports or take out a pencil and type with a crackling sound, Go to sleep when you are tired, and wake up a few minutes later to fight for a few hours.

Miss Nurse: "This kid who does art homework, are you here to help take care of it?"

Mr. Scientist: "You are the kid who can get free tickets in the amusement park because you are too short! God Nima art homework! I am drawing magnetic European poles, long molecules and ordered states formed by molecular chains!"

Mr. anchor: "You just treat him as a cat raised here."

Mr. Scientist: "Who the hell is your cat!"

The nurse turned pale with shock: "Pets are not allowed in the ward."

Mr. anchor: "Then you can treat him as the same kind of flytrap over there."

In fact, Roy's adaptability in this matter was no less than that of Edward himself.He never asked Ed's reason for coming, nor did he explore the hidden motives behind the youth's behavior.He would borrow Ed's mobile phone to look at the pictures of Little Flame, he would suddenly ask Ed the question that happened to be discussed in the science fiction chapter that Ed was reading without looking at it at all, and he would listen to Ed's flipping the book without sleeping pills, He fell asleep miraculously amidst the sound of writing and typing; one time, before Edward left, he even entrusted Edward to bring him a pair of normal-colored socks next time.

"What's a normal color?" Ed stared at him, his antenna cocked like an alarm bell.

Sure enough, Roy's answer was almost expected, "No pattern, especially no skull pattern."

"You have a problem with skeleton socks!?" Ed was so angry that the antenna was smoking.

Roy looked mighty and unyielding, "Boundless, boundless."

It was unscientific, weird and unreasonable. Ed once felt that his feelings seemed to have separated from his own reason and possessed an independent will, and he was concretized as a restless bird, screaming sharply. , tearing its own feathers in the cage, as if giving it grapefruit juice and skull socks in the world couldn't soothe its anxiety.But Roy Mustangu pinched its throat, not knowing exactly how to do it and when to grasp it.Then his worry becomes his worry, his joy his joy.Grapefruit juice and skull socks all over the world mean nothing, he's looking at himself, he's listening to himself, even if he's doing nothing else, and Ed can't do anything - just stay in a space Here, if he doesn't say anything or say something very boring, he feels that he is very close to the so-called happiness.

Only separated from Roy himself.

"What? This little apple slice was brought to you by your ex-girlfriend and her first wife." Edward stuffed meat skewers into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Your love for deformed apples has already been so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. "

"It's not that I like apples, it's just that you don't like them." Roy quibbled and shook the newspaper, "Actually, I'm a very moderate person, but I guess the doctors, nurses, and the ladies and gentlemen who came to visit me misunderstood me It became a sika deer in the park, and I was only fed this kind of food. Professor Eric, why do the hospitalized patients have to eat apples every time in the film and television drama?"

"Because of health, anchor Mustangu." Ed smiled and took another fork from the bowl, and the red oil dyed the beef slices into a hideous appearance.Roy blinked curiously.

"what are you eating?"

Ed snorted indistinctly.

"What does it look like?"

Roy leaned over and stared at it for a moment, then pointed to the headline of the accident in the newspaper.

"Chipotle truck and slaughterhouse truck collided badly on highway, killing three and injuring four, bleeding profusely."

Ed laughed and almost spilled the red oil in the bowl on the newspaper in the patient's arms.

"A kind of Chinese food called 'Maocai'." Ed forked a piece of luncheon meat from the bowl, and enthusiastically put it in front of Roy's nose. "It's newly opened at the entrance of the unit. It's super delicious."

The other party sniffed, and a painful expression immediately appeared on his face.

"I'm a sick person. It's clearly injurious to health."

"Stop pretending to be delicate, my little sika deer." The boy snorted.

Edward swore that this was the first time he saw Mustang, who had always been strategic, roll his eyes at him.Most people would be heartbroken for 10 to [-] minutes seeing the expression of their crush, but Eddie was so happy that he wanted to go up to him and feed him luncheon meat.

However, Roy himself went up first and snatched the luncheon meat off the fork.Ed secretly stomped his foot in exasperation.

But when he eats, he sticks out his tongue first, and he didn't notice it before!

Almost instantly, the other party's pale face turned red under Ed's eyes. Roy looked as if a grenade had been thrown from the back of his head and exploded into the air unexpectedly.He quickly threw down the newspaper, covered his mouth and coughed desperately. Ed handed him a tissue while laughing heartlessly. Seeing the red eyes of the other party, he remembered the legend that the other party could not eat spicy food at all, so He laughed even more happily.He laughed wildly and put down the bowl and fork, poured a glass of water and handed it to him, but the person involved glared at Ed even though his tears were choking, his fingers trembling as he grabbed the water glass.

"Edward Eric." Roy gritted his teeth, "It's fucking hot!"

Ed laughed and trembled all over, "Weak chicken, our laboratory is now ordering this takeaway during lunch break."

"Eating this stuff and watching "happyoakfriends"?" Mustangu looked at the blonde scientist in front of him incredulously, "Is the work pressure of your scientific research so great?"

"Great," Edward said bluntly, "not everyone can get a three-month vacation like an opportunist like you does by relying on shady and dirty business."

"Professor Edward, I think I should remind you that I have a lawyer." Roy pointed, "It's defamation now, but it was poisoning before."

"Wow, that counts as poisoning?" Ed sneered, "You haven't seen the red oil pan we use for lunch."

Roy wiped his mouth and picked up the newspaper again, "Then show me. After I am discharged from the hospital, please go to the Maocai restaurant in front of your laboratory for dinner."

"Why?" The boy sat up straight.

"You promised me, back in the museum." Hearing this, Ed's face felt a little hot unconsciously.He looked up and saw that Roy was also looking at him at the moment, and Ed felt that his voice was about to stutter.

"No time." Ed turned his head and continued to eat, chewing but didn't know anything, "I probably won't be able to come soon—I didn't want to come—anyway, I'm too busy, and I'll have to go back to the lab to fight again later. "

Ed thought that the other party could let it go, but Roy turned his head and became serious.He hardly thought about it, his eyes were full of smiles, but his voice and the look in his eyes were not joking.Roy said simply and sincerely, "Then I'll come to you, Ed."

The empty lunch box in the boy's hand almost fell to the ground.Ed's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Mustangu in astonishment as he didn't know how to place his hands and feet.He wanted to avoid his sight, but he couldn't find a place to hide for a while. At this moment, even if the other party's beautiful eyebrows were his own reflection, and the other party's pleasant voice was chanting his name, all his thoughts seemed to be for others. The books he was flipping through could be seen in Roy's eyes.

"Why?" Ed mumbled, looking out the window.

Hearing this, Roy smiled.He said, "Because I want to."

"When the time comes" is an extraordinarily delicate concept of time, seemingly certain, but in Ed's eyes it becomes blurred because it cannot be specified to the second decimal place of the stopwatch.What's more, the other party was a patient who was still taking painkillers two days ago. Ed even suspected that Roy couldn't tell what day he was living now.On the same day, the boy returned to the laboratory after eating maocai, and then he was busy all night between the electric pen and the instrument until the sky turned white.He weakly went back to take a shower and change clothes. He wanted to seize the time to sleep for a few hours, but he was woken up by the cold air in the room after not sleeping for long.Ed shivered and looked out the window, and saw that the city's feasting and feasting had already been bathed in white snow, the sky was full of fine snow flying in the twilight, and white ice flakes were accumulated on the windowsill glass.

When Ed went out, the snow at the door had covered the boy's ankles.He cursed a few words listlessly, and then hurried back to the laboratory to start a new round of busy and boring work and calculations, so that when he received a call from Mustangu, he couldn't remember what Roy said Going to see him.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go quickly."

Ed was hiding in the corridor with his cell phone between his hands, the biting cold wind blowing through the gap in the window made him shiver all over.The boy sighed at his frozen fingers, and hurriedly glanced at the cartoon watch on his wrist. "Your father, I am not as leisurely as you are when you lie on the bed and watch Xiao Huangwen all day long. The collider you pressed just now has 11 minutes and 43 seconds... 41 seconds to run, and I have to go to the tea room to make a bowl of noodles."

Hearing Ed's tragic experience, the other end of the phone actually smiled abominably. Ed, who was already impetuous, felt angry and burst into anger.Unexpectedly, before the boy could open his mouth to scold, Roy's calm voice came from the phone again.

"It's so late and you haven't eaten yet? It's more than 10."

"No time." Ed replied angrily.

The other party actually laughed again.He said, "Where are you now?"

Ed laughed angrily, "Are you here to investigate cheating? You are in the corridor, the corridor on the third floor, facing the gate. What are you doing?"

"Look out the window."

Now he was stunned for an instant.Ed felt an indescribable warm current surging from the bottom of his hungry stomach, and it quickly spread in all directions. His face and neck, which were shivering in the cold wind just now, were instantly hot and hard to dispel.Edward almost jumped up, not caring about the phone in his hand, not caring about 11 minutes and 41 seconds.He pushed open the window and looked out, the flying snow fell in his eyes, the gate of the research institute was lonely, submerged in the pure white like a vast ocean.He opened his eyes wide, the snow reflected in the golden irises, and there was no one under his feet.

Empty together with the heart raised.

Like being thrown from upstairs into a snowdrift.

Damn, I really watch too many romance dramas.Edward jumped back out of breath, struggling to close the window in the cold wind.The boy ground his teeth, trying to suppress the disappointment in his tone with anger.He raised his mobile phone and growled ferociously, staggering backwards, "It's fun playing with me, isn't it?"

"be honest……"

A hand was pressed on Ed's shoulder from behind, and warmth permeated from the other's palm.

Ed's pupils dilated rapidly.He trembled uncontrollably.

The sinking heart was suddenly held up by a pair of hands, wrapped in peace and sweetness.But Ed couldn't feel calm because of this, even though his wide mouth didn't make any sound at the moment, and his frozen figure didn't reveal much panic - a certain part of his body understood his feelings earlier than his rationality, crazy It beats in the middle of the left chest, behind the third and fourth row of ribs, and between the two lung lobes.

"Actually, a little bit."

Turning around, Roy was standing behind him.

why?

He raised his head and stared at him dumbly.It is impossible for the doctor to let him out of the hospital now, and it is likely that he fled maliciously without following the doctor's advice.No matter how he tried to hide it, the pain hadn't dissipated as he wished, the tide hadn't really receded, his face was still pale and his shoulders were much thinner than he remembered.But he was indeed standing in front of him. At that time, Edward was more aware of the other party's existence than at any other moment in the past. One of his hands was holding a paper bag that smelled of food, and the other was behind his ear. , like a gentle and cunning net.

Ed looked up at him, and the snowflakes fell on his hair, eyelashes, and collar, crystal clear like white petals; while the smile was on his brows, eyes, and corners of his mouth, the same playful and careless smile that never changed, and As calm as first meeting.Roy smiled and shook the bag, which contained a box of hot grapefruit juice.

He suddenly remembered the night when he fell in love.

Ed asked softly, "Why?"

Roy closed his eyes and smiled: "Because I want to."

It was snowing outside the window.

TBC