What should I do if my rival has a crush on me?

At first, Mu Qing didn't notice Lin Qingye's strangeness. He thought that Lin Qingye was just too tired and wanted to lean on him, but he was so nervous that his whole body stiffened, and he didn't even dare to move, for fear that a slight movement of his would make Lin Qingye feel uncomfortable. Get your head out of the way.

Lin Qingye panted a little while breathing, and every breath seemed to spray on the tip of Mu Qing's heart.

At this moment, as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world, Mu Qing held his breath and felt the temperature of Lin Qingye leaning against him, the hot tide surged from his heart, and spread to all his limbs in a short time.

thump--

thump--

His heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

Mu Qing's love for Lin Qingye is the secret hidden in the deepest part of his heart. No one can discover it, just like a dusty Pandora's box. He never expected to get a response to this love, but people are always greedy. When Mu Qing felt the beauty of being in close contact with Lin Qingye, every cell in his body was eager for further contact.

How much he wanted to hug Lin Qingye into his arms and hug him tightly.

Unfortunately, reason prevailed in the end.

Mu Qing looked down at Lin Qingye's delicate and handsome face, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, his skin was fair, even whiter than some girls, smooth and delicate, even if he looked closely, he couldn't find any flaws.

His eyelashes are very thin and long, casting a faint silhouette on the eye sockets. His eyes are shaped like phoenix eyes, but the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping. His pale pink lips are in a beautiful diamond shape. The lip peaks are obvious. The two lips are very thin. Qing's gaze stayed between his lips for a moment, and the color of his pupils involuntarily deepened. For some reason, he suddenly felt dry mouth.

In fact, Lin Qingye's appearance is very pleasing, maybe it's because the tails of his eyes are drooping a little. His overall appearance looks very approachable, but Lin Qingye himself is not a gentle person. cat.

After passing the city center, the bus was no longer so crowded. It was at this time that Mu Qing found out that something was wrong with Lin Qingye, because Lin Qingye was almost hanging on him. Impossible.

"Lin Qingye." Mu Qing patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Are you okay?"

Lin Qingye had a severe headache, his brain turned into a paste, he wrapped himself around Mu Qing like an aniseed octopus, and subconsciously thought he was hanging on the railing, but the railing was soft.

After hearing the voice, Lin Qingye raised his head with difficulty to face Mu Qing's worried face, and sneered: "I'm fine, you're the only one!"

"..."

After all this, he still knew that he wanted to take advantage of Mu Qing verbally.

Mu Qing frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to touch Lin Qingye's forehead. Even though Lin Qingye opened it the next moment muttering, he still found that the temperature on Lin Qingye's body was frighteningly hot, he probably had a fever.

Recalling that some time ago, Lin Qingye often dangled in the bedroom with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body after taking a shower. Mu Qing was both helpless and distressed. Putting on the clothes, I thought about it and felt that I didn't have that position, so I had to give up.

Thinking about it now, even at the risk of being scolded bloody, Mu Qing should be reminded that Mu Qing is very regretful.

At the next stop, Mu Qing put Lin Qingye in his arms and got out of the car. On the way to the hospital, Lin Qingye didn't cooperate at all. He didn't know whether he was confused or rejected Mu Qing from the bottom of his heart. He kept yelling to go home.

Mu Qing spent a lot of coaxing and persuasion to trick Lin Qingye into the taxi, but he didn't expect that Lin Qingye would get out of the taxi as soon as his buttocks got on it.

"I'll just go home and take some cold medicine. You don't have to worry about me."

Mu Qing carefully took Lin Qingye's hands, and his tone seemed to be coaxing a child: "You can go to the hospital to have a look, what if it's burnt like this?"

Lin Qingye stared: "How am I burned? I'm fine!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I know, you are fine." Seeing Lin Qingye breaking away from his hand, Mu Qing turned around to open the door, hugged him from behind, and asked the driver to lock the door and drive away. Relaxed, changed the subject and said, "Just now you asked me why I went to Mr. Zhou to admit my mistakes. At least I went to let Shi Rui be relieved. There is no credit but hard work. You can see it for the sake of this matter. Just listen to me and go to the hospital."

Having said that, Lin Qingye suddenly fell silent.

Mu Qing thought he was angry and was anxiously thinking about how to make it up when he heard Lin Qingye's voice: "Let go of me first."

Even though there was a lot of reluctance in his heart, due to the current situation, Mu Qing could only reluctantly withdraw his hands from Lin Qingye's waist.

Lin Qingye really wanted to know why Mu Qing did what he did. He didn't ask Mu Qing about the reason just now, so if he asked now, he would be perfunctory. Although Mu Qing didn't say it clearly, Lin Qingye always felt what he did. It's all related to An Shaohai, maybe he wants to take the blame for An Shaohai.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingye felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know the reason.

Lin Qingye thought a lot in a mess, his head hurt more and more, and finally he just gave up thinking. Ge You lay down in the hospital, and when he arrived at the hospital, Mu Qing started to work, went to the department to register to get medicine, ran up and down, his face was flushed with fever Lin Qingye sat on a chair in pain and waited.

The doctor gave Lin Qingye a checkup and said that it was just a common cold and there was nothing serious about it. He had to go to the hospital for a five-day drip, and after returning home, he took his medicine on time and kept warm by drinking plenty of hot water.

The process of paying and getting the medicine was cumbersome. Mu Qing asked Lin Qingye to find a place to wait in the lobby where the IV was placed. After he finished taking the medicine, he asked the nurse to give Lin Qingye an IV. When Mu Qing found the nurse, Lin Qingye Kiyono had already fallen asleep leaning on the seat with his head tilted.

He was short of breath, his face was flushed, he seemed to be sleeping restlessly, and even his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Mu Qing's heart ached so much, she wished she could bear all the pain for Lin Qingye.

When the nurse gave the needle, Lin Qingye became a little more sober, and when he raised his eyelids, he saw Mu Qing sitting next to him holding his hand nervously. Lin Qingye couldn't help laughing out loud.

"That's right, take it easy, don't be tense," the nurse said.

Lin Qingye coughed twice, but didn't make a sound, he didn't know how to speak, just now he laughed because Mu Qing's appearance was so funny, like her husband waiting outside the delivery room, that flustered expression was similar to that of the TV drama exactly the same.

But when he thought that he was the mother in the delivery room, Lin Qingye couldn't laugh anymore.

It took more than four hours to hang up the drip. Lin Qingye called his parents, but no one answered. He called Lin Pei again and found out that Lin's father and Lin mother were still working overtime and did not come home. So he told Lin Pei, At eight o'clock, Mu Qing went out to buy dinner, but Lin Qingye was dizzy and lost his appetite, after two mouthfuls he didn't want to move his chopsticks anymore.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Qing stayed by his side, and had no intention of leaving at all. Lin Qingye felt sorry and asked Mu Qing to go back first. He called Qi Hui to come over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mu Qing heard Qi Hui's name, his face fell, and he refused to leave no matter what.

Lin Qingye couldn't hold back him, and didn't want to compete with Mu Qing at this juncture, so he closed his eyes and took a nap, and didn't bother to pay attention to that person, and then he fell asleep on the seat not long after.

At 10:30 in the evening, the hospital gradually quieted down. There were only a few sporadic patients who also came for the infusion in the hall, sitting in twos and threes in the front seats.

Mu Qing and Lin Qingye chose to sit in the last row next to the wall. Lin Qingye simply felt that it was cooler near the corridor, while Mu Qing wanted to secretly do some small movements that he had longed for—of course, at most, he held hands. Or take a few more glances at Lin Qingye.

It may be that Lin Qingye was too uncomfortable, and he forgot to shake off Mu Qing's hand before falling asleep. Mu Qing seemed to be holding on to a treasure that he had worked so hard for, and he was reluctant to let go for a second. Lin Qingye's hand was like his The face is equally beautiful, the palms are wider, but the fingers are white and slender, with rounded fingertips, like a pair of hands playing the piano.

Mu Qing imagined that Lin Qingye sat at the desk in his bedroom for countless nights, holding the pen tip with this hand and writing on the paper. For a moment, his heart seemed to have a feather floating over it, which was very itchy.

He liked Lin Qingye so much, he fell in love with him when he was a child, and he liked him so much that he couldn't take his eyes off him all night without getting tired of it.

But he didn't dare to express what was in his heart, he could only hide it deep in his heart, in a corner that no one knew about.

At least for now, Lin Qingye simply hates him. If he knew that he had such nasty thoughts about him, he might feel disgusted, and he wouldn't even want to look at him again. Just imagining this scene, Mu Qing would I feel a throbbing pain in my heart.

Mu Qing touched Lin Qingye's forehead, it wasn't so hot anymore, but he didn't want to take his hand back.

He fixedly stared at Lin Qingye's sleeping face, his heart was both sweet and sour, as if he was licking the honey on the tip of a knife, it was sweet on his tongue, but blood was mixed in his throat when he swallowed it.

By coincidence, Mu Qing lowered his head and kissed Lin Qingye's lips, and pressed it lightly for a while, when he raised his head again, his face was already flushed.

Maybe there is only one chance in this life, Mu Qing thought sadly.

When Lin Qingye woke up in a daze, time seemed to have passed for a long time, and he leaned against Mu Qing. Lin Qingye sat up, and when he turned his head, he saw Mu Qingdong staring at him blankly, not knowing what he was thinking. What.

"What time is it?" Lin Qingye yawned, his head no longer hurting as much as before.

"Ten past eleven." Mu Qing glanced at the drip bottle, "It's almost over, you haven't eaten anything tonight, are you hungry? If you want something to eat, I'll go out and buy it for you."

"Not hungry." Lin Qingye replied wearily, his right hand was sweating from Mu Qing's grip, and he struggled a few times before breaking free.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the drip bottle finally bottomed out. Mu Qing called the nurse to take the needle. The nurse was a young girl. When she took the needle, she looked back and forth between Lin Qingye and Mu Qing with ambiguous eyes, and then landed on Lin Qingye. On him, he smiled and said, "Your boyfriend treats you so well."

Mu Qing: "..." She must have seen something!

Lin Qingye: "..." Damn it, even angels in white are starting to rot these days!