Scumbag, wait for me!

The weather is getting cooler day by day, and at the end of autumn, the cold air has already hung on.

In the middle of the afternoon, the rain began to drip down, and fell to the ground with the swirling leaves. After stepping on it a few times, it was hard to tell which was mud and which was water.

Friday time is always leisurely.

Just after six o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Fan received a text message from Meng Xin: Are you in the store?I'll find you in a while.

Chen Fan looked at the sky and asked, "You don't have to go to class today?"

Meng Xin replied: "The weather is bad, I have a cold, so I pushed it off."

Chen Fan wanted to ask one more question: Then he still ran around.But he hesitated for a while, and finally didn't say anything, but responded lightly: "Okay."

Throughout the afternoon, it was rare that there was no one in the store. Chen Fan hid in the corner of the counter, chatting with Wang Xiang casually.

After several months of getting along, the two of them had obviously passed the period of passionate love, and even making an appointment with Chuang was not that attractive.

Although a little less patience, but also a little more familiar.

Wang Xiang mentioned that he had to practice on the basketball team this week and couldn't come out.Only then did Chen Fan remember that he had asked Meng Xin just now, and immediately replied, "Practice hard."

He felt a little rejoiced, fortunately Wang Xiang had something to do, otherwise just explaining would be troublesome enough.

This person is good at everything, but he is clingy and possessive.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan felt a little disappointed.I remember that at that moment, I was always full of happiness, but now...he smiled wryly, forget it, this is probably "love".

He added another sentence: You can train with peace of mind, I will find you when I have time next week.

"Brother Fan, your friend is here!"

Chen Fan looked along the door, and Meng Xin walked in carrying a blue Nike bag wrapped in a half-length thick black coat.

He walked to the counter, Chen Fan turned on Meng Xin up and down, and asked hesitantly, "Coach Meng, are you... spending the winter?"

Meng Xin glared at him, but said nothing.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, what do you want to eat today?"

Meng Xin replied sullenly: "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat anything." After finishing speaking, he paused and said, "The old seat is waiting for you."

After muttering, he left.

Chen Fan looked at his watch, the weather was not good today, so he decided to stay for a while and go with Meng Xin.

He changed his overalls and made a glass of milk, warmed it up in the microwave, and brought it to Meng Xin.

Meng Xin sat on the sofa seat by the window, looked out the window with one hand resting on his chin, heard the noise, raised his eyes to glance at Chen Fan and asked, "Don't you need to be on duty today?"

Chen Fan put the milk on the table, took a seat, and said, "There are few people and the weather is bad, so I'll leave early. Why are you running here when it's raining?"

Meng Xin took the backpack, took out two comic books, and put them on the table.

Chen Fan flipped through it, and said pleasantly, "The original version of One Piece? Where did you get it?" After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to flip through the book.

"My second brother brought it back from Japan." After Meng Xin finished speaking, he glanced away, looked away, and said in a low voice sullenly, "Thanks to me, I brought it all the way to you, without a word of thanks."

Chen Fan was engrossed in reading the book, without even raising his head, he responded, "Thank you, but... it's just two books, just come over when you have time, why run when the weather is bad?"

Meng Xin: "?????"

He suddenly felt an unknown fire rising, stood up, picked up his bag and said, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

When Chen Fan heard this, he raised his head, blinked his eyes twice, and looked dumbfounded: This person has too much temper today...

He quickly grabbed Meng Xin and said, "Am I kidding you?" He pushed the milk on the table in front of Meng Xin and said, "Xiao Chen's special Dexter fresh milk pudding is the only one in the world..."

Meng Xin just sat down, picked up the cup on the table, took a sip, and suddenly felt heat flowing down his throat and all over his body.

Chen Fan saw that his face had softened a little, and asked cautiously, "How is it, isn't it good?"

Meng Xin took another sip, put down the cup and said flatly, "It's okay..."

Chen Fan shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's really difficult to serve. By the way, thank you brother for helping me..."

Meng Xin frowned and said emphatically, "I asked him to bring it..."

"Yes, yes, thank you!" Chen Fan held the book in his arms and said, "I will definitely treasure it."

Meng Xin glanced away, and said silently, "As long as you like it..."

Chen Fan raised his head and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to eat anything? How about I invite you to eat outside?"

After hearing this, Meng Xin's face was a little ugly, he wrapped his clothes and nestled behind the table, and said weakly: "I don't want to eat, let's talk about it another day."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and observed Meng Xin carefully.

Usually this person is strong and strong, whether standing or sitting, it is like a rubber band tied to the top of the head, and the whole person is particularly tall and straight.

But...Meng Xin has been shrunken since he entered the door today, his face is not good-looking, and he looks listless. It seems that he must be really uncomfortable.

Chen Fan frowned, and raised his hand to touch Meng Xin's forehead.

Meng Xin opened his eyes wide, looking shocked.

Chen Fan touched his fingertips lightly, covered with fine sweat, and had an unusually high temperature. He put down his hand and asked with concern, "Do you have a fever?"

"Hmm..." Meng Xin replied sullenly, and said, "I have a low fever, maybe it's because I washed my hair and didn't dry it, and then it happened to cool down, so I still have a little cold."

Chen Fan understood now, where did this person's weird temper come from today?

People are uncomfortable, and their anger is not smooth. I just teased him lightly and seriously.

Chen Fan looked at the book in his hand, and immediately felt a little sorry, and said, "Is there anything else wrong with you? Do you have a headache?"

Meng Xin raised his arm, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and whispered a word: "It hurts..."

Chen Fan hesitated, and then asked, "Are you cold?"

Meng Xin wrapped her clothes tighter and said, "It's cold..."

"What about the stomach? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Meng Xin said honestly: "I had diarrhea this morning, but it's much better now." After he finished speaking, he picked up the milk on the table.

Chen Fan immediately snatched it away and said, "Don't drink it, you're already drinking milk..."

Meng Xin raised the corner of her mouth, gave a smirk, glanced sideways at Chen Fan, and said, "Now you know you care about me?"

"You just need to clean up!" Chen Fan stood up and said, "Take the bag, follow me..."

"Where?"

Chen Fan paused every word: "The hospital..."

"Don't go..." Meng Xin's face immediately changed when he heard this, and he calmed down, and said, "No need to go... I'm fine... How can anyone go to the hospital because of a cold?"

Seeing his nervousness, Chen Fan smiled, and said, "So there's something else you're afraid of? Look at your worthless appearance?" He walked over, picked up Meng Xin's bag, and said, "Don't worry about minor problems. Trouble the doctor, I can cure it, first take you to have some porridge..."

Meng Xin cautiously probed, "And then..."

Chen Fan said: "A piece of Huoxiang Zhengqi water can cure the disease at any time."

Meng Xin's face suddenly became a little ugly: "That disgusting thing..."

"What right do you have to say when you're like this?" Chen Fan grabbed Meng Xin's wrist and pulled him up.

Although Meng Xin was still full of reluctance, she still stood up with Chen Fan, but she didn't want to move her legs.

Chen Fan tugged Meng Xin, and Meng Xin followed him obediently.

As soon as the two opened the door, a gust of cool wind rushed in.

Outside the door, the rain was still pattering, Meng Xin handed the umbrella to Chen Fan and said, "Hold on."

Chen Fan took out the umbrella and opened it, put Meng Xin's bag on his shoulder, and handed the umbrella to Meng Xin.

Meng Xin looked at it suspiciously, but took it anyway.

Chen Fankong made a move, raised his arm to help Meng Xin put up the collar of his jacket, and then zipped it up.

Meng Xin smiled maliciously and said, "I thought you were going to take my clothes off?"

"What are you thinking about?" After Chen Fan finished speaking, he took the umbrella and turned around to see Wang Xiang next to him.

Wang Xiang stood outside the glass window, his eyes were red.

Chen Fan shouted in a low voice: "Wang Xiang..."

Wang Xiang raised his hand and pointed to the window. Chen Fan knew that the sofa inside was the place where he and Meng Xin had just sat.

"I..." Seeing Wang Xiang's expression, Chen Fan hesitated, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Wang Xiang walked over step by step, and when he approached, Chen Fan finally said: "How did you come..."

Snapped----

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his face, and turned his head with a force.

Meng Xin was stunned for a moment, pulled Chen Fan behind him, and said, "You're going too far!"

There was no trace of the usual tenderness on Wang Xiang's face, and he said loudly: "What does it have to do with you when I beat my partner? You can see clearly, you don't want Chen Fan, and you throw it away like garbage..."

"Wang Xiang!" Chen Fan interrupted him sharply, pulled Meng Xin behind him, gritted his teeth, and finally softened his voice, saying, "You misunderstood...we..."

Wang Xiang raised his hand to grab Chen Fan's collar, pulled it closer, and said, "Do you know that I... I left my team today, and asked the coach for leave before I could come to you?"

"I……"

Wang Xiang gritted his teeth and paused every word: "Chen Fan, have you ever calculated how long we haven't seen each other? Now I finally know why...I know why..." He glanced at Meng Xin let go of her hand and said, "It's because of him? He came back to look for you, right?"

Meng Xin took a step forward and said, "It's not what you think, we..."

"Meng Xin." Chen Fan interrupted him and said, "Let him talk."

He turned his gaze to Wang Xiang, and said in a low voice: "What dissatisfaction do you still have, why don't you make it clear once..."

The fire in Wang Xiang's heart suddenly rose, and he said: "Why are you always so calm when you are facing me? We kiss, we go to bed, we chat every day and night, but I always feel... I feel that I am so far away from you. Far away. Chen Fan, have you..." Wang Xiang gritted his teeth and didn't ask.

"I have..." Chen Fan interrupted Wang Xiang.

Meng Xin clenched her fist tightly, and raised her hand to take her bag from Chen Fan.

Chen Fan looked back at him in surprise.

Meng Xin looked at Wang Xiang and said, "Whether you believe it or not, you really misunderstood today." He turned to Chen Fan and said, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble. The matter between the two of you needs to be settled properly. Just a moment, I'll go first..." After finishing speaking, he went straight downstairs.

Chen Fan looked at the back of the man who was getting further and further away, and the umbrella he held tightly in his hand, he turned around and said to Wang Xiang, "Wait for me for a while..." Then he shouted, "Meng Xin, wait a minute. "

At this moment, the rain has become heavier and heavier.

The rain was thick and covered Chen Fan's voice, but Meng Xin didn't hear it, just wrapped his clothes and walked forward with his neck shrunk.

Wang Xiang grabbed Chen Fan's wrist and said, "Are you going to chase him?"

"It's not what you think!" Chen Fan explained, "Wait for me, I'll be right back." He broke away from Wang Xiang's hand while talking.

Wang Xiang gave up, let go of his hand, and said under his throat, "Chen Fan, if you leave now, we will be over... You should think carefully..."

Chen Fan looked at Meng Xin's farther and farther figure, and said, "It's not what you think... just wait for me, I'll be right back after I deliver the umbrella..." After finishing speaking, he put away the umbrella and ran down the stairs, He chased after Meng Xin in the direction where he was about to disappear.

Wang Xiang looked at his back and shouted: "Chen Fan! You don't even love yourself, who do you think will love you? He doesn't want you anymore, you deserve it! You asked for it all!"

The rain fell and hit Chen Fan's head and face, making it cool and astringent.

Hearing Wang Xiang's words, he finally stopped, the hand holding the umbrella tightened involuntarily, and after a pause, he continued to chase forward...

Now, everything is left behind, and Wang Xiang has become farther and farther away.

Chen Fan said to himself silently in his heart: "I'll explain to him when I go back... just this time... Meng Xin can't be let go like this..."