one night love

"Did I owe you in my previous life?" Fang Yue twisted a hot towel to wipe Lin Zifeng's face.

When he touched the corner of his swollen mouth, Lin Zifeng shrank back in pain. Fang Yue looked at it, got up and searched in the refrigerator for a long time, found a popsicle left over from the summer and stuck it on his face: "Let's make do with it, reduce the swelling... It's a good thing you don't have to go to work tomorrow, or I'll see what you do."

Lin Zifeng held down the popsicle and lay on his side on the sofa, acting as if he had nothing to love.

Fang Yue sighed, turned around and got into the bathroom to take a shower, who knew that Lin Zifeng was still lying there paralyzed when he came out of the shower.Fang Yue was angry and funny: "I said what's the matter with you? Isn't dating just for fun? What are you looking for to feel uncomfortable?"

"It's nothing," Lin Zifeng lowered his eyes, "It's just that I don't want to do it, and he thinks it's just a waste of time. It's my fault..."

"...Do you often go on dates? Why don't you find a serious boyfriend?" Fang Yue opened the closet, pulled out a home suit from a pile of clothes, and threw it on Lin Zifeng, "I didn't say that, it's on that kind of software It’s very chaotic, and you’re not afraid of encountering bad people.”

Lin Zifeng grabbed his clothes and sat up: "What about you? Are you a bad person?"

Fang Yue was speechless.

Strictly speaking, he is undoubtedly a bad person—others kindly helped him who was hungover on the street, but when he turned around, he pressed him under his body and wiped him off.

Lin Zifeng saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his face became more and more solemn. After thinking about it, he realized that he was indeed a bit too much.It's been a few months since this happened, besides, Fang Yue didn't do it on purpose, it seems hypocritical for him to keep holding on and mentioning it again and again.

"Just kidding, don't mind." Lin Zifeng picked up the tea Fang Yue made for him, blown away the leaves and took a sip, "Actually, you are quite a nice person."

Why does it sound so awkward?Fang Yuexin said, is this sending me a good person card?

"Okay, let's go take a shower," he pointed to the bathroom, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

After Lin Zifeng finished washing up, Fang Yue lay down on the bed.He bit his lip and said, "I'll sleep on the sofa, do you have any extra quilt?"

"Only one bed..."

"...Then I'll cover myself with my coat and make do with it."

"Forget it, it's quite cold, just sleep on the bed."

Fang Yue moved in with her back to him, making room for a space that wasn't too wide.

Lin Zifeng stared at the small single bed for five or six minutes, then walked over to lift the quilt, and lay down beside Fang Yue lightly.

The room was terribly quiet, the heartbeats of the two could be heard clearly, and gradually they merged into one.

Lin Zifeng lay face up, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep for a long time.He turned his back on Fang Yue, and after a while, he turned back and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

Fang Yue didn't say anything.

"This is the third time you brought me home," Lin Zifeng said to himself, slowly taking off his home clothes under the covers, "You really don't mean that to me at all? Or are you Concerned about our superior-subordinate relationship?" He half propped up, took off the last piece of cloth on his body, and put his palms on Fang Yue's back: "Today is the birthday of the person I like.

"I have liked him for many years, since I was a child. But he is a straight man and likes girls. I think my relationship may be a burden to him.

"The person I dated today looks a bit like him...but when he proposed to open a room, I suddenly felt disgusted...looking for his shadow in others...it's really disgusting..."

Lin Zifeng's fingertips kept walking along the muscle lines of Fang Yue's back, and stopped at his waist, his voice trembling and choking uncontrollably: "I'm really bad... thinking of others, and still tempting you like this , do you look down on me?"

Fang Yue's mind was buzzing, he wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

Darkness makes people sensitive and fragile. Lin Zifeng's pain and despair are like a virus, spreading to his heart through the hand on his waist, reminding him of his helplessness when Feng Chengcheng left without saying goodbye and torment.

The carefree and easy that he had pretended for a long time collapsed at this moment, the hard shell was abruptly lifted, revealing the weak inside, which made him panic.

"I'm sorry," Lin Zifeng withdrew his hand in a timely manner, "I think it's better for me to go home."

He picked up the clothes he had taken off, put them back on one by one, and left in a hurry before Fang Yue could respond.