correct lover

On the fifteenth day, the moon is sixteen round, and the loss of not seeing the full moon on Mid-Autumn Festival can be made up for the next day.

Qin Lang failed to make it through, and the enthusiasm of Su Lue and his wife made him feel a little unflattered if he refused again.

Su Rui also let go, and didn't say too much: "You stay."

The guest room on the first floor has a large window, and the two-story sweet-scented osmanthus tree can be seen outside the window. Qin Lang opened the window slightly, and the tangy fragrance wafted in from the outside.

At the age Qin Lang just remembered, there was also an osmanthus tree in the small courtyard of his home. In autumn, the branches were covered with golden flowers, and he could find his way home from afar.The failed flowers would be collected by his mother and made into pastries, soft and sweet. This memory accompanied him throughout his childhood.

There was a knock on the half-closed door, and Su Rui came in with a tray: "Supper."

Qin Lang took the tray and looked down. There was a small cup on it, and there were round, snow-white glutinous rice balls steaming inside.

"Aunt An made it with flowers from the tree." Su Rui didn't leave in a hurry after delivering the supper, she pulled the chair in front of the computer desk and sat down: "Just have a taste, too much at night is not easy to digest."

Qin Lang put down the tray and sat near the window to block the wind: "Thank you for today."

Su Rui laughed: "It's almost done, and my ears will get calloused."

After his mother passed away, the Mid-Autumn Festival lost its due meaning to Qin Lang, but many dusty memories were picked up today by a small sweet-scented osmanthus.Picking up the spoon and gently pushing away the petals floating above the glutinous rice balls, Qin Lang scooped up one that hadn't been delivered to his mouth for a long time.

Su Rui noticed that Qin Lang's hand holding the spoon was shaking slightly: "What's wrong?"

Qin Lang didn't have much energy: "It's a bit cold."

Su Rui got up and closed the window, then asked, "Is it still cold?"

Qin Lang gave an "um", with a slight nasal sound.

Su Rui came over and reached out to touch his forehead: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

The temperature from his subordinates clearly told Su Rui that this person had indeed caught a cold.

"I've got a little fever, I'll go get the thermometer." Su Rui was glad he didn't send this person back at this time, and after finding the medicine box, he carried it to the guest room.

After taking his temperature, Su Rui looked at the light, it was 38 degrees five, and he had a severe fever.

"Take the medicine first."

After taking the medicine, Qin Lang was rushed to bed by Su Rui: "Go to bed early, if the fever doesn't subside tomorrow, I'll take you to the hospital."

Qin Lang lay on the bed, looked at Su Rui who was about to leave after packing up and said, "It's cold."

There is no air conditioner in this room, and not wanting to disturb Aunt An who was already resting, Su Rui brought the quilt from her own room: "Go to sleep."

Qin Lang closed his eyes, Su Rui helped him turn off the bedside lamp, got up and wanted to leave.

Before he took two steps, Su Rui froze, and his hands had a temperature that didn't belong to him.

"Can't sleep."

He heard someone say that.

The rain stopped at some point, and the sound of water droplets beating on the glass was no longer heard.

Su Rui turned his head, and in the young man's beautiful eyes, he could find his own reflection.

"Su Rui, stay with me."

As if bewitched, Su Rui let Qin Lang pull him to the bedside.

This was the first time Qin Lang heard his own name. In the past, he always called "Mr. Su", but the politeness also created distance invisibly.

Forget it, for the sake of the patient, don't care about it.

Not knowing when to stay with him, Su Rui also turned off the lights in the room.

The dark clouds outside the window dissipated, and the late moon finally showed half of its face.

Su Rui looked at the moon and asked the people around him: "How did you plan to live?"

"Go back to the dormitory, take a shower and sleep." Qin Lang was alone in his family, and he didn't plan to spend this festival at all.

"Do you have any other relatives?" Su Rui asked very reservedly, afraid of poking his wounds.

"No." After so many years, Qin Lang has long been used to it: "I have been with my mother all the time. After she passed away, I was left alone."

"Then you were with that man?"

"Ah."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Su Rui felt a little uncomfortable.

"Where's Mr. Su?"

Hearing that the title was changed back again, Su Rui was even more depressed: "What?"

"You and..." Qin Lang thought for a while but still couldn't remember that person's name: "How did you meet that celebrity?"

Su Rui didn't want to answer his question at all, and thought about asking what he wanted to know, so he asked, "What are you going to give in exchange for this gossip? Some insider information is revealed to reporters, and it might make headlines."

Qin Lang didn't quite understand these things, and considering Su Rui's identity, he was really taken aback: "What does Mr. Su want me to exchange?"

"First, don't call Mr. Su Mr. Su again. Second, you can talk about your own experience later."

Qin Lang agreed: "Okay."

Only then did Su Rui find out the person who had been deliberately sealed in his memory: "Huo Shao and I met in the streets and alleys of the slums, and we wanted to find some inspiration there, but he jumped out and blocked the road and robbed us. "

"Are you injured?" Qin Lang asked.

"How could it be. I cleaned him up, and he got angry with him later. After he followed me to find out where I live, he drew a big turtle on the door of my room, and then smashed all the windows of my car. .”

Qin Lang smiled: "Can you bear this?"

Su Rui said seriously: "Of course not, this kind of social instability must be severely punished. I asked someone to watch around, and when I found his trace, I tied him up and sent him to the Public Security Bureau. This kid was locked up for a while. Then I refused to leave at all, and even chased the crew to make trouble, and I also discovered his talent in acting at that time."

"Although he's not good-natured, fortunately he's a hard-working and studious person. I've changed a lot in my opinion of him, and I arranged for him to play a role in the crew. I gave him an important role in the second film. This kid is a good-for-nothing guy. He became very popular before he made his debut. Now he is even more unwilling to leave, saying that I gave him a second life and must stay to repay his kindness."

"Promise with your body?" Qin Lang guessed.

"Not at first." Su Rui sighed slightly: "At that time, he was just a newcomer who was hand in hand. As for that kid, according to what they say, he wanted to recognize me as a big brother. I don't know how he found me later. Sexual orientation, when we got along with me again, the behavior became very ambiguous. I started to avoid him, and the more I avoided him, the tighter he chased him. Once I drank too much, and when I woke up, I found that we were sleeping together."

"Sex after drinking." Qin Lang complained.

"Everyone is young," Su Rui said frantically, "Do you want to continue listening?"

Qin Lang swiped his mouth and made a movement of zipping.

"Of course I have to be responsible if I slept all the time, we got together naturally, and I took him back to come out with my family in the next year."

Qin Lang waited for a long time but did not wait for the next sentence: "And then?"

"Then what you see now, my brother had to find a reason to sneak around if he wanted to see me. I'm done talking, it's your turn."

"It's so perfunctory." Qin Lang complained again.

Su Rui was annoyed: "What else do you want to hear? What position do we use on the bed?"

"No need." This Qin Lang really didn't want to hear it at all.

"Then let's start, don't cut corners in details." Su Rui also knew that he had set a bad example.

He asked to be more detailed, and Qin Langzhen started from the beginning bit by bit.

By the time he finished speaking, the people around him had long been silent.

Qin Lang turned his head and looked, Su Rui had already fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

"Mr. Su?"

"Su Rui?"

After two audible confirmations, no one woke up, and it seemed that they were really asleep.

Qin Lang reached out to pluck the eyes on Su Rui's nose, lifted the quilt and moved him in.

The last time I had such an opportunity was when I was filming in Luoanna. The difference is that Su Rui really slept this time, no matter how Qin Lang looked at it, no one would make a sound to stop him.

Hugging the person in his arms, Qin Lang no longer held on to his pretentious spirit, and when he closed his eyes, his consciousness quickly fell into darkness.

The author has something to say:

Finally slept together~

The second one is here.