Overspill

Ever since the day Yu Ci and Xu Cheng went to the haunted house, Qiao Hexing has suddenly become busy.

For a few days, he didn't even go back to Yu's house, but just called to tell Yu Ci not to wait for him.

Yu Ci was sitting in the corner of the library by the window, the trees outside were luxuriant and green, it looked very cool, but the weather was getting hotter and hotter, the ice coke Yu Ci just bought was on the table, there was no After a while, a layer of water mist condensed and fell on the table along the wall of the cup, forming a circle.

The book in Yu Ci's hand has not been opened for a long time, and the report on the computer has only written three lines, but he looks out of the window in a daze, and the phone stays on the WeChat page with Qiao Hexing.

The above news is still the day before yesterday.

He saw Qiao Hexing going out this morning, dressed very formally, the black suit made him more serious, his hair was carefully combed, revealing a smooth forehead and handsome eyebrows.

He saw Qiao Hexing reaching out to button his cuff buttons, a white shirt cuff revealing a strong wrist, slender white fingers buttoning the golden cuff buttons, Qiao Hexing lowered his head with no expression on his face, but Yu Ci felt spineless. He seems to be more handsome than usual, and his face is a little hot.

But Qiao Hexing looked up and saw him, he just said hello and left in a hurry.

Yu Ci watched by the window a strange car drove into Yu's house and picked up Qiao Hexing.

That's not Yu's car.

The people who got off the car were very respectful to Qiao Hexing.

In the bright morning light, although he was far away, but for some reason, Yu Ci felt that Qiao Hexing's face was very cold, with an invisible majesty and indifference.

Perhaps it was because of the two months of being together day and night that Yu Ci saw too much of the gentle and generous side of Qiao Hexing. When Qiao Hexing looked at him, he always had a smile in his eyes.

He had already forgotten that Qiao Hexing also had a cold side.

So much so that he felt that Qiao Hexing standing by the car was very strange.

Thinking about this scene in the morning, Yu Ci unconsciously drew a word on the book with a pen. After he realized it, he realized that it was a crooked "crane".

Without a bit of character, like a twisted bug, it sticks limply on the paper.

Yu Ci sighed, threw away the pen, leaned back on the seat, and stopped pretending to study.

In fact, he has been thinking about whether to move back to his apartment next to the school these days, but unexpectedly, he has not yet come to a conclusion. Qiao Hexing is already one step ahead of him, let him experience the life without Qiao Hexing in advance Life.

He remembered the unhappy conversation he had with Qiao Hexing the day he came back from the haunted house, and that was actually the day they communicated the most recently.

But after much deliberation, he couldn't understand why Qiao Hexing was in a bad mood?

He could only think that there had been gossip on the school forum, saying that Qiao Hexing and Fang Ruqing were at odds with each other, and that the king did not see the king.Couldn't Qiao Hexing be upset because he heard Fang Ruqing's name?

That really wronged him, Fang Ruqing and him haven't met since that day, but Xu Cheng and Fang Ruqing had several meals.

Just as Yu Ci was thinking, he suddenly heard the soft sound of pulling the table and chairs from the opposite side. He raised his head and saw Fang Ruqing's handsome face, a pair of peach blossom eyes calmly swept over him.

Yu Ci: "..."

Did Fang Ruqing feel something?

Why every time I think about his gossip, I bump into it?

But Yu Ci looked around and understood why Fang Ruqing was sitting opposite him. There were no seats nearby, or it was already occupied by people, so his table was still empty.

He hadn't figured out how to greet Fang Ruqing, but he heard Fang Ruqing lower his voice and ask him, "Isn't Xu Cheng with you?"

Yu Ci also answered him in a very small voice, "Xu Cheng, he went out with his roommate, and his roommate asked him to make friends with him."

Xu Cheng originally wanted to pull Yu Ci over, but Yu Ci, as a gay guy who turned into a mosquito coil, was determined not to be their straight man's wingman.

But I don't know if it was his illusion, Yu Ci always felt that Fang Ruqing's face turned dark several degrees when he said this sentence.

Fortunately, Fang Ruqing saw that he was here to do something serious, so he nodded to show that he understood, and turned on the computer to start working.

Yu Ci glanced at the strong learning atmosphere around him, and felt embarrassed to continue fishing, so he concentrated on writing his report.

But what Yu Ci didn't expect was that after he finished his report today, a senior student asked him to help prepare materials for a club, and he was so busy that he went back to the library after dinner.

But Fang Ruqing didn't move at all, and didn't even eat dinner.

The two of them turned out to be the last few people to leave in the library. When Yu Ci finished writing everything and could finally pack up and go home, he turned on his phone and took a look.

The page was still empty, and Qiao Hexing didn't tell him whether he would come back today.

Yu Ci felt an indescribable loss in his heart, and he even had an illusion that he was like a newlywed husband who had an empty boudoir, and Qiao Hexing was the new wife who went to her mother's house and never came back.

He was amused by his own imagination, put away his phone and bag and went out, while waiting for the elevator, Fang Ruqing also came out, carrying his computer bag and standing with Yu Ci.

When the elevator arrived, Yu Ci walked in with Fang Ruqing. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was nine o'clock in the evening.

The last evening class in the school should also be over.

There seems to be a typhoon warning today.

He was thinking about whether to go back to Yu's house today, when suddenly, the elevator shook violently.

Before Yu Ci could react, the elevator fell straight down.

This is the third floor.

Fortunately, the elevator stopped between the second floor and the first floor, and if it went down again, Yu Ci and Fang Ruqing would not be able to get out today.

Yu Ci clutched a handrail inside the elevator in shock, this was the first time he encountered such a situation, his legs were weak, and his heart was pounding.

But at this time, the elevator shook again.

Qiao Hexing stood on the balcony to breathe.

Behind him, his father's think tank was still discussing something. After attending a private banquet in place of his father today, he came here to listen to the think tank's report on the recent movements of his two brothers.

Qiao Jun is a reckless idiot, he thinks he is powerful after saying a few harsh words, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

But his eldest brother, Qiao Heng, who was ten years older than him, looked gentle and polite, but he was a completely different and ruthless character from Qiao Jun.

Qiao Hexing sneered, and lit a cigarette, which was a very light menthol cigarette. His addiction to cigarettes was not heavy, and he would only smoke one occasionally. Later, when he found that Yu Ci didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he almost quit.

It's just that he was really upset today, so he only smoked a few.

He glanced at the time, it was already 09:30, Yu Ci had probably returned from school.

Qiao Hexing exhaled a puff of smoke, thinking, I don't know what he is doing?

He thought of Yu Ci lying on the sofa in his pajamas, his eyes softened, and his impetuous mood from today's people and things calmed down a little.

He suddenly wanted to hear Yu Ci's voice, soft and soft, as if he would never get angry.

Qiao Hexing glanced into the room, took out his mobile phone and called Yu Ci.

But it took a while for the phone to ring before Yu Ci answered it.

"Hello, senior?" Yu Ci's voice was intermittent, as if in a place where the signal was very bad, "My side..."

"Where are you?" Qiao Hexing asked, Yu Ci was obviously not at home.

Yu Ci looked at the pitch-black elevator, thought for a while, and quickly replied, "I'm stuck in the school's elevator. The maintenance person hasn't arrived yet. The signal is bad, so I won't tell you."

Qiao Hexing frowned, "Where is the elevator?"

"Library..." Yu Ci carefully leaned against the wall, "The signal is not good now, and the lights are out, but it's fine for now."

"I'll come over later." Qiao Hexing hung up the phone.

Yu Ci shouted in surprise, "Senior? Qiao Hexing?"

But the phone has been hung up.

Qiao He walked back to the room, explained a few words to the people sitting on the sofa, then put on his suit and went out.