Do not provoke

The doctor continued to write without raising his head: "The ossicle of the right leg and the small bone contusion of the left arm, and the knife wound on the right arm are not serious, but don't take it seriously. Remember to avoid water when taking a bath after returning home. Avoid catching a cold and having a fever for half a month."

Tang Xingbei was taken aback: "Why should we avoid fever?"

The doctor paused and raised his eyes to look at him: "It's not good to see a doctor because of inconvenient legs and feet and fever."

Tang Xingbei: "..."

"It's not funny?" The doctor clicked his tongue, and tore off the engraved sheet for him, "It's okay, I've been working until midnight, and I can fall asleep in a second without relying on some cold jokes to support me."

Tang Xingbei was silent: "Thank you."

The doctor was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "You're welcome."

He reached out and patted Tang Xingbei's shoulder: "Okay, let's help your brother get the medicine, I don't think you two look like each other, are you real brothers?"

Tang Xingbei choked for a moment: "...No."

"Oh, help your boyfriend to get the medicine." The doctor continued to write his report without looking up.

Tang Xingbei stood awkwardly holding the list for a while, as if he wanted to refute, but also seemed to feel that there was something real about taking it too seriously, so he froze for a while.

The doctor looked up at him wonderingly: "What are you still doing standing there? It's past twelve o'clock and I want to rest if you two don't go back to sleep!"

Tang Xingbei just stared straight at him, Ka didn't say a word for a long time, so he turned to look at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin had already stood up, glanced at him calmly, and said in a cold tone, "If you want to chat for a while, feel free, I'll go down first."

The doctor paused his pen, turned his head to look at him, heyed amusedly, shook his head again, lowered his head tactfully and continued to write his report.

Tang Xingbei then followed him downstairs for no reason.

It wasn't until he took the medicine and took a taxi back home, and helped someone walk on the quiet Rose Garden Road, that he came back to his senses, turned his head, frowned, pointed at himself and said, "Excuse me, I have to ask."

Fang Lin glanced at him sideways: "Yes."

"I have to be your savior tonight, right?" Tang Xingbei narrowed his eyes.

Fang Lin paused: "You don't have to save him."

Tang Xingbei choked on him and almost laughed angrily: "Fuck, do you have any conscience?"

Fang Lin paused, retracted the arm that was on his shoulder, and squinted at him: "No, stay away from me as soon as possible."

Tang Xingbei stared at him for a while, then cursed in a low voice for a long time, stretched out his hand to hold him and continued to walk forward: "Just treat me as if I have too much to eat."

The two of them tossed about half the night with their backs and belts away, and they were already drenched in sweat.

After returning home, Tang Xingbei immediately wanted to rush to the bathroom to take a shower, held back, frowned and turned to look at Fang Lin, thinking mercifully of cleaning up the person before taking a shower.

Fang Lin's room was still very clean, only a few rolls of toilet paper and... a pair of underwear that hadn't been thrown away in the trash can?

Tang Xingbei was confused.

Sensing the fixed point of his gaze, Fang Lin shrank his pupils, quickly pushed the person away, and turned sideways: "You go... go take a shower."

Tang Xingbei was taken aback: "What about you?"

"I'll do it myself." Fang Lin frowned.

Things are forcing.

Tang Xingbei slandered.

But he really wanted to take a bath, so he didn't say much, he just said something to call me, turned around and left the door.

Fang Lin heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked away from the doorknob and onto the trash can.

I left in such a hurry in the morning that I forgot to clean up.

But with Tang Xingbei's EQ, he shouldn't be able to tell anything.

Fang Lin sighed silently, walked forward with one hand on the desk, and covered the garbage bag indiscriminately... out of sight is out of sight.

When he came out of the shower, Tang Xingbei was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He took out his phone and looked at it. It was 01:30.

There is the sound of rain falling faintly outside the window, mixed with the croaking of frogs in the artificial pond in the center of the park, which is particularly hypnotic.He resisted his drowsiness, went to Fang Lin's door and knocked.

There was no sound for a long time.

Tang Xingbei hesitated for a moment, then cleared his throat: "I'm going in."

Still no answer.

He paused with his finger on the doorknob, then pushed the door down and went in.

There was a light on in the bathroom at the corner of the room, and the sound of running water.

I don't know how this person took a bath with one leg, Tang Xingbei thought so, walked up to look, through the frosted glass door, hesitated and said, "I'm in."

After a long while, a vague voice came from inside: "Jindu has entered, did you specifically inform me?"

Tang Xingbei suddenly had the urge to pull people out of the bathroom and throw them back into the alley.

The wounded, it doesn't matter if you are self-willed.

He endured.

After a few minutes, Fang Lin opened the bathroom door.

He hit the board with his right leg, so he just jumped out with his left leg.

Tang Xingbei almost laughed when his appearance didn't match the sinister feeling in the alley.

But if he really laughed, Fang Lin would have to come up and fight him again, so he held back and didn't go up to help him, just sat on the chair and swayed his legs slowly: "Can you help me?"

Fang Lin had already changed into thin white T-shorts, his hair was still dripping with water, his brows and eyes were wet, he turned his face to look at him, then looked away, and said in a low voice, "No need."

So Tang Xingbei just sat there calmly and watched him walk to the bed.

Fang Lin is quite fair, about the same as himself, but with a little more healthy blood than himself.When turning sideways, the muscles of the shoulders and waist are faintly visible from under the T-shirt, slender and handsome.

Tang Xingbei squinted his eyes.

He moved to the side of the cabinet and reached out to pick up a towel, probably intending to wipe his hair, but his arms had a bone bruise and a knife wound, and lifting any of them was painful, so this movement was a bit strenuous.

Fang Lin frowned, planning to just fall asleep so wet.

"give me."

Tang Xingbei didn't know when he came over, and stretched out his hand lazily while leaning against the wardrobe.

Fang Lin didn't move, but turned to look at him.

"Hurry up." Tang Xingbei clicked his tongue and pulled the towel from his hand, "I'm still waiting to go to bed after cleaning you up."

He put his shoulders on him and pressed the person to the side of the bed: "Sit."

Warm and wrapped in the scent of sweet shower gel, Fang Lin froze all over, and quickly turned his face away.

Tang Xingbei didn't pay attention, and hurriedly rubbed his head with a towel, but his movements were very gentle.

Fang Lin's hair was neither short nor long, it was very black, and it was the same color as his pupils, with a natural sense of distance.

But... it's actually quite nice to touch.

Tang Xingbei caught a thread unintentionally, and it fell off after half a circle around his fingertips. He clicked his tongue boredly.

Fang Lin stared at a pattern on the floor and was distracted. He didn't notice his small movements at all. He was all focused on Tang Xingbei's arm that occasionally rubbed against the back of his neck... and the warm breath that was suddenly near and far away.

Through two layers of thin short sleeves, he could still clearly feel his body.

"Okay." Tang Xingbei jumped out of bed, took back the towel and put it on the shelf.

Fang Lin didn't move, still staring at the floor, and hummed for a long time.

Tang Xingbei stretched out his hand to touch his almost-dried hair, it was soft and slippery, and it felt good to the touch, so he touched it a little more, and when his slightly cool fingertips fell down, he subconsciously moved down along the side of his ear, Hooked his chin.

Fang Lin turned his head abruptly, as if trying to avoid him, then stopped stiffly in the middle of the road, and froze with his face turned halfway.

Tang Xingbei was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize what he was doing, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly and scratched his trousers: "Then what, I'll go back first if I have nothing to do."

Fang Lin didn't move or make a sound, his chest heaved slightly.

Probably angry.

Tang Xingbei felt that he was in the wrong, so he hastily left a sentence to rest early, and then slipped away confidently and pretending to be nonchalant.

After the door was closed, Fang Lin gently raised his finger.

The numb and soft feeling made his heart pound.

He bent his legs, turned his face sideways, looked down, took a breath, and gently stretched out his hands to pull his pants.