I heard you asked me to take a bath

like?

What came out of his mouth was... Do you like...?

Lu Xian felt as if he was dreaming.

"Xiaoxian..." Song Yang grabbed his hand and looked away uncomfortably, "You...speak something."

Lu Xian blinked: "...Huh?"

"What is 'eh'?...Hey...I said, I confessed my love just now...You didn't respond at all, I would be embarrassed."

It was rare for Song Yang to have an emotion that seemed to mean "sorry".

Lu Xian still kept his eyes wide open, unable to think for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Song Yang sighed: "Forget it, let me do it."

"...What are you here for? Wait...you...speak clearly..." Before Lu Xian finished speaking, the hand that was holding his wrist suddenly started to exert strength, and he was pulled violently, and he was completely Unprepared, he fell into Song Yang's arms.

Before he even had time to exclaim, Song Yang grabbed his chin.

The faces of the two were very close for a moment, and they could feel each other's breath.

Song Yang said in a deep magnetic voice: "If you find it annoying, just push me away. If you don't push me away, it means you like me."

Lu Xian's pupils suddenly dilated - why does this guy know?

I like him?

What's with this determined tone?

Where did I show a flaw?

It's hard... It's hard to hide my feelings for so many years, and it's hard to get to the point where I'm finally willing to give up. Why does he force me like this?

How did things develop like this?

Just when Song Yang's lips were still a centimeter away from him, Lu Xian stretched out his hand to support his chest, resisting his tendency to continue to approach.

Song Yang paused, looked down at the trembling but resolute hand against his chest, then looked up at Lu Xian, frowning for a long time.

"You don't like it?"

Lu Xian just felt dizzy and didn't have the courage to look directly at Song Yang.

"You find it annoying?"

Song Yang pressed the question again.

"..."

What can be exchanged is still silence.

After a while, Song Yang laughed self-deprecatingly: "It turns out that I made a mistake."

Lu Xian didn't say a word, and hung down feebly, hiding in his sleeves and shivering.

Song Yang sighed and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

On the way back, Lu Xian opened his eyes and looked out of the window. Street lamps flew by, making his eyes hurt.

Song Yang held the steering wheel and drove intently, keeping his eyes on the front.

Neither of them spoke.

Lu Xian retracted his gaze without any trace, and moved to the center of the car, from where he could see Song Yang's eyebrows.

He looked at the eyes that were fascinated by him, and quietly asked himself: Am I going to lose him?

Have you come this far...

Where did I go wrong?

that night?I shouldn't have kissed him secretly.

No, maybe I did something wrong earlier, and I shouldn't have stayed by his side... How much better it would be if I didn't expect myself in the first place.

I'm too greedy...

It's so embarrassing now...

At this time, Song Yang, who had been concentrating on driving, suddenly glanced at the rearview mirror, and the eyes of the two collided in the mirror.

Lu Xian was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered his eyes.

Song Yang didn't say anything, but slowly increased the speed of the car.

Arriving downstairs at Lu Xian's house, Lu Xian unfastened his seat belt, said thank you, and was about to open the car door, but after trying twice, he couldn't open it... It turned out that Song Yang hadn't unlocked it.

Why doesn't he pick the lock?

Lu Xian looked at him puzzled.

Song Yang said: "Xiao Xian, you really don't like me?"

"Like you? Are you kidding me? We are friends."

"Just now on the road, you looked at my eyes, why are you so sad?"

"..." Lu Xian was startled, "You read it wrong."

Song Yang raised his hand and touched his hair lightly: "Xiaoxian, even if you don't like me, I don't regret what I said to you tonight. It took me a long time to understand 'I like you' I hope you will seriously consider this matter."

Lu Xian almost shed tears from his gentle touch, if only such warm fingers belonged to him forever.

Song Yang stared into his eyes for a long time, and suddenly his face darkened: "You said you didn't like me, but you looked at me like that, Xiao Xian, your acting skills are terrible."

Lu Xian turned his head and broke the door handle anxiously: "Let me get out of the car!"

"Impossible, if you don't make things clear, I won't let you go."

"Song Yang, don't joke with me, why do you like me? You just haven't been in love for too long, and you're lonely."

Song Yang only felt that there was an unknown fire in his heart. His confession was so serious, but it was taken as a joke?

"I'm lonely? Why do you think I don't fall in love? I want a woman, what kind of thing? Why do you think I come to you every day? Follow your ass every day? Why do you think I want you to move to my house?"

Lu Xian was very persistent to get out of the car, but Song Yang grabbed his hand: "Don't you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, I don't want to believe it. What if I believe it, and after a while you suddenly say that you don't like me? What if you say you like me is just your illusion? You can withdraw at any time, but I can't." ...Song Yang...I only have you."

Song Yang froze suddenly.

Lu Xian struggled to free his wrist: "I like you so much, I can't bear the feeling of having it and then losing it. I'm sorry Song Yang, I like you since college. I'm different from you. You can live without me. Okay, I can't do without you...don't let me lose you, okay, just stay the same, just be friends, okay? Please."

Song Yang finally heard the word "like" from his mouth, but looking at his cautious look, he suddenly felt very distressed.

"Since college..."

He gently hugged Lu Xian and kissed his ear: "I'm very happy, Xiao Xian, you like me so much, I'm going crazy with joy."

Lu Xian in his arms raised his eyes in confusion, as if he wanted to find the truth of this sentence from his face.

"What can I do to make you believe that I really like you? Is it okay to date me?"

Make, contact?

Lu Xian's eyes widened - dating Song Yang, this is something he dared not even dream of.

Song Yang untied a ring necklace from his neck and put it on Lu Xian: "I'll buy you a good one later, let's use this first. I wear this necklace even in the shower. for you."

Lu Xian touched the small ring, which still had Song Yang's temperature on it: "...you have given me expectations again...you are always like this, always like this...I can't leave you even more..."

"Then don't leave, stay by my side forever." Song Yang leaned over and kissed his lips, "I'm sorry, I was late, and I made you work so hard by yourself. From today on, you don't have to work so hard."

Lu Xian's eyes were wet, and he held the ring tightly in his hand, absorbing the warmth from it.

Song Yang kissed his long-cherished lips, as sweet and soft as he remembered, his lower body gradually responded, his breathing began to become short, and he said in a low voice, "I want you."

Lu Xian was shocked: "This is in the car!"

"You don't like being in the car?" Song Yang rubbed his nose affectionately, "Then let's go upstairs."

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The next day, Luo He came to the studio to catch up on the manuscript. After working hard for a long time, he found that Song Yang and Lu Xian hadn't come yet.

Facing the boss and editor who both absent from work, he expressed his displeasure.

Called Lu Xian, but the other party answered very late, but it was Song Yang's voice: "Hello?"

"Why didn't Lu Xian come to work?"

"Well, he's not feeling well." Song Yang's voice was lazy and flattered, and it sounded like excessive indulgence.

"No leave?"

"Why do you want to ask for leave? The lady boss still needs to ask for leave?" Song Yang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Luo He took a deep breath - good, good, dare to hang up on me?I'm going to be off for three months.