Lonely Lover ABO

It was eight o'clock in the evening when I got home.

I have to look at the second sketch tomorrow. Fortunately, Cheng Qian rushed to school in the afternoon to finish the drawing, otherwise he would have to stay up all night.Recently, he is not in good spirits, and he always wonders if he is sick or his physical fitness has declined.A senior once said that when I was a freshman, I stayed overnight and was so excited that I could go for two laps in the morning with other majors after a night; Woolen cloth?If you don't recuperate for three days, you will lose your energy; in your senior year, you will feel dizzy when you mention the word "all night".

For the sake of his own body, Cheng Qian's recent schedule is quite regular.Looking at the time, he ran into the building in three steps and two steps, planning to stop reading, take a rest and wash up before going to bed.He had almost reached the fourth floor, and he heard the bustle and bustle above. He turned a corner and saw that the door of Qianqian's house was open, and there were laughter and laughter inside, as if a visitor had come.Couldn't help poking his head by the door, Cheng Qian saw a gentle-looking man and woman Beta sitting in the living room, both about 30 years old, Qianqian was throwing herself on their laps and laughing heartily.Seeing him, grandma Qianqian shouted happily: "Hey, Cheng Qian is back! Hey, son, this is the neighbor I was talking about. The young man is very good and has helped us a lot!"

Smiling at them, Cheng Qianxin said that it was Qianqian's parents who came back, no wonder Qianqian was so happy.The little girl jumped in front of him with joy, took his hand and shouted: "Brother, my parents are back! I will never leave again!"

"Really, that's really good." Touching the little girl's head, seeing her excitedly running back and throwing herself into the arms of her parents, Cheng Qian smiled again, nodded lightly and said goodbye, turned around and opened the door , walked into his house.

The room was very dry. While taking off his coat, he walked to the radiator, and as expected, he saw that the two iron plates on it had dried up.After adding some water to steam it, Cheng Qian sat on the sofa and sighed wearily.The soundproofing of the house is not good, and you can vaguely hear laughter coming from the opposite door.He leaned there numbly, rubbing his sore eye sockets with his fingers, and felt very empty in his heart, not knowing what to do tomorrow.

After a while, it suddenly occurred to Tang Jin that he didn't seem to send any text messages today. Cheng Qian took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, opened it subconsciously, and saw two text messages lying in the inbox.Opened it and took a look, one was a notice of insufficient phone charges, and the other was from Mr. Yang, saying that the cat and mouse had finished watching, and asked him if there were any other cartoons to watch.

Other cartoons... After pondering for a while, Cheng Qian scratched his head and decided to give Mr. Yang another set of Mickey Mouse or something.Just when he was about to stand up, his head shook dizzily, his eyes went dark, and he almost lost his balance and fell down.Cheng Qian breathed heavily for a while, and then his eyes gradually became clear.He tentatively took a step under his feet, feeling a little vain... probably due to anemia.He has always been deficient in Qi and blood, and was found to be anemic when he was in middle school.I've been too busy and tired recently, it seems that I need to eat some nutritious supplements.

Walking into the room in a daze, sat down on the bed exhausted, and Cheng Qian lay down with his clothes on, feeling sleepy and hungry.Thinking about making a supper to fill his stomach, and being too sleepy to move, he might as well just sleep like this. If there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow morning... He didn't bother to think about why he was so sleepy recently, so he closed his eyes in a daze .

I don't know how long I've been lying there, when the cell phone stuck in the bedding suddenly rang, creaking.Cheng Qian opened his eyes dizzily, fumbled with his hands, grabbed the phone and connected it, and said hoarsely, "Hello...?"

"Cheng Qian, are you... asleep?" It was Tang Jin's voice.Cheng Qian recognized it, and the drowsiness dissipated a little, but he was still ignorant: "Well, I'm a little sleepy, so I just lay down for a while... What can you do for me?" He stood up, his eyes darkened for a while, his ears The voice heard in the middle was also a little dazed: "It's okay, I'm going back to the company, I'll come to see you by the way... Is it convenient for you to go downstairs?"

"Oh, okay, wait..." Leaning on the wall, he walked out, grabbed his coat and put it on. Cheng Qian was still dizzy in his head, as if he had a cold.He timidly ran downstairs, and when he reached the stairs, he saw Tang Jin, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, leaning on his handsome car with a gentle smile in his eyes.

If it was normal, Cheng Qian would probably be shocked by his appearance, but today he was in a bad state of mind, so he trotted over without feeling anything, and asked Tang Jin wearily, "What's the matter?"

He just got up from the bed, his hair was curled up and rubbed left and right, his face was full of sleepiness, and his eyes were not so focused.Seeing him shrunk his neck pitifully, squeezed his hands into his pockets, and was still shaking, Tang Jin regretted calling him down: "Didn't you say you were always hungry at night? I just came from the planning exhibition hall. Come over here, Xiao Yu said that there is a delicious chicken chop shop there, so I bought one, here——" He took out a pack of chicken chops in a paper bag from behind him, it was warm and fragrant The smell made Cheng Qian even more dizzy: "It smells so good..."

Tie a piece with a thin stick and feed it, Tang Jin looked at his confused eyes with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Try it?"

"Hmm..." Bite obediently, Cheng Qian chewed twice ignorantly, his eyes suddenly widened in a trance, and his body shook wildly, as if he had eaten a shocking delicacy: "Delicious——!"

It was rare for him to have such an amusing reaction, Tang Jin almost laughed out loud: "It's really so delicious?" As he spoke, he ate a piece by himself, and couldn't help praising him: "Well, it's really good." At this time, Cheng Qian was caught by the food He became more awake, and his stomach was really hungry, so his eyes involuntarily showed a look of longing, and his lips were still faintly pursed: "...Is there any more?"

"Yes, yes, this whole portion is yours." Ninja couldn't help getting closer, Tang Jin stood in front of him, handed the bag of chicken cutlets to him, and watched him tenderly as he lowered his head and ate it fiercely.Because he ran down temporarily, Cheng Qian was wearing fur slippers on his feet, and his coat was not buttoned very well.Now that he was holding something in his hand, the placket was naturally opened.When Tang Jin saw it, he felt worried, and always wanted to reach out to help him fasten it, but he was afraid that he would feel that he was too abrupt.But... This silly guy is sleepy and dizzy, and now he is eating happily, so he shouldn't notice it, right?Thinking so lucky, Tang Jin slowly stretched out his hand... Just as his fingers were about to touch the buttons on his clothes, Cheng Qian dodged faintly and took half a step back.

Raising his eyes, he saw that Cheng Qian, who had been obsessed with the chicken chops a few seconds ago, was staring at him now, and his eyes became clearer.Tang Jin smiled in relief, instead of retreating, he continued to move forward, grabbed his button with a frank face, and fastened it unhurriedly: "You're not dressed well, do you want to catch a cold?" Cheng Qian was a little astonished Looking down at his hands, I thought, didn't he see that he was hiding from him just now?Then I remembered what Tang Jin said before, I will come again, I want to be a lover more, so I understood a little more—some people might shrink back because of a little rejection, but Tang Jin... Tang Jin won’t .

His own rejection has never been an obstacle in his eyes, and it can't stop his actions, can it?Seeing him buttoning all his clothes and straightening the folds properly, Cheng Qian raised his head nonchalantly and looked at Tang Jin, feeling a little confused again in his heart.

Seeing his blank eyes, Tang Jin gradually suppressed the smile on his face, and his expression became deep.He stretched out his hand, touched Cheng Qian's cold cheek, lowered his head for a while, pecked lightly on his lips, then bent his lips and smiled, stepped back slowly, opened the car door and sat in.

"I'm leaving, you go back quickly, don't catch a cold."

After saying this, he skillfully reversed the car and drove away gradually in the night.Cheng Qian was holding the package of delicious chicken chops, biting his lips and standing there, staring blankly at the distance, then closed them tightly for a while, then turned around and walked upstairs flabbergasted.

How could it be possible not to like... how could it be possible not to be tempted?If Tang Jin wanted to be nice to someone, would anyone be able to resist?This person is so good-looking, so gentle, so careful... No matter how much he warns and warns himself, in the end, he is just an ordinary person with a weak will.

Some people say they like him, some people come to care about him, and it's too late for him to be happy... How can it be possible to say that he is not in love, and he is not in love?

My mind was in a mess all night, and when I woke up the next day, Cheng Qian sniffed and realized that he had a cold.I felt dizzy and felt feverish. I took a thermometer to measure it, and it was 37.8°C, accompanied by a low-grade fever.Thinking that there was a professional class today, and the last time his grass was killed by the teacher, Cheng Qian forced himself to get up, and decided not to ask for leave, and went to class honestly.

After washing and tidying up, he went downstairs with money in his pocket. Cheng Qian bought a cup of hot soybean milk and three big meat buns at the corner of the street, and went to the pharmacy across the street to buy two Analgin.There is no need to buy cold medicine. Anyway, he has always prepared Yougankang, and he puts it in his bag. After breakfast, he just takes it with antipyretic medicine.

When we arrived at the school, the teacher had already arrived, and anxious students ran up with the sketches, vying to be the first to change them.Cheng Qian sniffed and sat down in his seat, took out the steamed stuffed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.Because of a cold, my mouth was so pale and bitter that I couldn't taste it at all.After hastily disposing of the steamed stuffed bun and soy milk, he took out a cup to fetch water from the water dispenser.When Li Yu first saw his gloomy face, he took out the medicine from his bag after a while, and asked, "Do you have a cold?"

"Well, a little bit." The nasal voice is so strong that others can hear it even if he denies it.Zhang Ziwei said from the side, if you have a cold, you can ask for leave. If it is me, I will ask for leave, just to skip a design class.Cheng Qian was speechless, but he didn't bother to talk about him, so he silently counted the pills, put them in his mouth, swallowed the water, and hiccupped a little.

Sniffing, Cheng Qian blinked weakly, only feeling dizzy and a little uncomfortable.

After lying on the table for more than an hour, he vaguely heard the teacher walking down slowly in his ears, so he stood up with support, picked up the sketch and went to look at it.Seeing him walking over with trance-eyed eyes, the teacher stood beside another classmate and asked him if he was sick?Then I'll read it for you first, after you finish watching you go back and rest.Cheng Qian nodded honestly, thanked the teacher, and then unfolded the drawing in his hand, hissing... It was a good drawing, but he tore a corner off.

"You, you..." Shaking his head and sighing helplessly, the teacher of the professional class took the corner he tore off and put it on the drawing, and just helped him change the drawing.Cheng Qian obediently stood beside him with his head down, listening to him buzzingly in his mind, the shape is still a bit rigid, and the streamline function is fine, but it's not brilliant... It's too standard, I still need more in the future Deliberate, think boldly... He nodded his head when he heard a sentence, but he knew in his heart that he was only at this level.

If you don't have talent to design this kind of thing, there is really no way.It took him a lot of effort to get to this point, and it was even worse when he was a freshman.Others have a foundation in painting, and some are even big hits in the industry. It doesn't matter what sketching and watercolor PS are, but he doesn't have the slightest foundation.At that time, he practiced basic homework, drew lines and sketched from nature, but he was so devastated that he even wanted to drop out of school and go to work.

But what can be done?Going to school, going to college, and then working, these conventional growth patterns seem to have penetrated into everyone's minds. Even if he really had the courage to drop out of school, the Cheng family would not allow children who have not gone to college to exist.So just bear with it, endure the studies that I am not good at, anyway, it is only five years... Anyway, what I am best at is tolerance, anyway, I have endured for many years.

If you endure another year or two, there will be no difference.

Maybe it was because I worked too hard some time ago, but now this illness is coming like a mountain, and I haven't recovered for three days in a row.Cheng Qian felt like a wastebasket, blowing his nose with a tissue every day, his nose was dry and peeled.Looking in the mirror, the person inside was not good-looking, and now it is even more ugly.The nose is so red, and there are fine white skin sticking up on it, not to mention the pale complexion - couldn't help turning around and walking out of the bathroom in disgust, Cheng Qian dug out the newly bought Gankang, picked out a few grains, and swallowed dryly go down.

With such a serious illness, Cheng Qian not only didn't go to see Teacher Yang for the past two days, but even Tang Jin didn't want to see him.After downloading the finished cartoon, he engraved a plate and asked Tang Yu to take it to the old man. Tang Jin said he would come to dinner, but he also refused twice on the pretext of being busy at school.Tang Jin heard that he spoke with a nasal voice, so he didn't expose it, but only told him to take medicine, rest well, and drink plenty of hot water.Cheng Qian responded one by one, but he didn't do it - he was busy studying.When the model was at the last moment, everyone in the team wanted to make a sprint, so that they could finish it early, so that they would not have to collide with the design assignments at the end of the term and get in a hurry.

On Friday night, Cheng Qian rushed to the classroom against the cold wind and made models with them.Now that the model is mostly done, it's just the scenery and the final touches left.In the afternoon, Li Yuchu and Wang Jing went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of gypsophila. They made miniature trees out of small flowers together. A few of them were playing and chatting, and they were relaxed and at ease.There are other groups in the classroom, including Zhao Zhining who was ridiculed by Tang Jin before.Their group is almost finished, but basically other people are doing it all the time, while Zhao Zhining is idling around with his feet up, like a favored little prince.

Today is also the case. Zhang Bo and the others bought ready-made model street lamps and trees from the Internet. Several people lay down on the table and glued them carefully. Zhao Zhining sat by the side, watching gossip news with his mobile phone, and discussing loudly with them from time to time. .The voice was sharp and exaggerated, and Li Yuchu's back tightened when he heard it, and he was almost going crazy.Cheng Qian and Wang Jing persuaded her in low voices, calm down, calm down, he is not like this for a day or two, and it is useless to say it.And every day he publicizes the fact that he sent you to the hospital last time, you owe him a favor, so just bear with it...

day!Li Yuchu cursed in a low voice. Although he was not angry, he suppressed his anger and endured it.Cheng Qian let out a breath, and continued clumsily sticking the tree stump with mud.Just as he was carefully adjusting the shape, Zhao Zhining next to him suddenly yelled "Oops—" and he was so frightened that he crushed the tree trunk he had just made.

"Who is this third-tier star who is so shameless? He doesn't even look at what he looks like, but he actually says that the person he likes is the eldest son of the Tang family! Oh, how shameless!" He yelled exaggeratedly, as if deliberately performing for everyone .Hearing the title "Master Tang", everyone in the class looked at Cheng Qian subconsciously, with a subtle expression on their faces - ever since Tang Jin came last time, some people have speculated about the relationship between the two of them. Not bad.Cheng Qian naturally heard Zhao Zhining's yelling clearly, but he didn't look back, he just pursed his lips, took out the pinched baby's breath, and prepared to do it again.

"Hehe, with his background, huh? He's been ripped apart a long time ago, saying that his parents are university professors, what a joke! He obviously runs a small hotel, and his mother plays cards every day... I really dare to think about it!" Zhao Zhining said sarcastically, and showed the phone to an Alpha in the group after a while: "But this media is also bad. Comparing him with Mr. Tang's ex-girlfriend, the slap in the face is really loud. If it were me, I would have I was too ashamed to go out..."

"Oh, really. Hey, let me see what Young Master Tang's ex-girlfriend looks like..." Cheng Qian heard the noisy noise over there, and the movement of his hands stopped for a moment, and then resumed after a while .

... After returning from the club that day, he checked the Roy's information in a mean way.Ordinarily, the daughter of the Luo family is not from the entertainment industry, and she rarely appears in the public media, but because she was Tang Jin's ex-girlfriend, there is her encyclopedia on the Internet, and I don't know who edited it—the above is clear It was clearly written that she and Tang Jin met on the campus of a famous British university. They were talented and beautiful, and they gradually fell in love with each other, and they dated for five years.After returning to China, the two once reported that they were engaged, but in the end they failed to enter the marriage hall and broke up peacefully more than two years ago.

There were a few pictures of the Roy on it.With a beautiful and dignified appearance and a good figure, standing with Tang Jin is indeed a good match.They studied abroad together, and their grades were very good. Moreover, the two were evenly matched.One is an upstart in the business world, and the other is an empress in power and government—recalling the knowledge and background of the Roy people, Cheng Qian couldn't help holding his breath, feeling stuffy and depressed in his chest.

With my own conditions...how can I do it?

After returning home at night, Cheng Qian panted and took a long hot shower in the bathroom.The blocked nose was unblocked for a moment due to the effect of the hot water, but as soon as I walked out of the bathroom and put on my clothes, my nose was blocked again.It seems that this cold will not get better for a while... Sitting on the side of the bed, he took out a few more pills, Cheng Qian swallowed them, and suddenly remembered that he should be injected with hormones.

During this period of time, it was cold, he was wearing a lot of clothes, and he had been taking hormones all the time, so the people around him didn't realize that he had been marked.Even if he smelled some smell occasionally, it should be accidentally contaminated by his body contact with people.Rubbing his nose, Cheng Qian took out a disposable syringe, alcohol, and cotton swabs from the drawer, and prepared silently while sniffing his nose. He was still a little bit guilty, worried that the hormone's effectiveness would be compromised by his low-grade fever.

Holding the cold needle in his hand, he warmed the hormone with the temperature of his palm, Cheng Qian bit his lip, first sterilized the skin with alcohol, and then slowly pushed the needle tip into the raised blood vessel on his arm .

Looking at the drawer wearily, counting, there are still seven hormones in it, enough for two months, enough to survive the end of the term.

Pulling out the needle tip, Cheng Qian took a deep breath and suddenly felt dizzy.The syringe fell to the floor with a "crack", and he couldn't help moaning, and fell onto the bed, his heart beating faster for some reason.Unable to curl up his body, Cheng Qian breathed heavily. After a long while, his heartbeat gradually slowed down, and the feeling of tightness in his chest gradually disappeared.

What's going on... Lying on the bed and panting slowly, Cheng Qian opened his eyes in a daze, thinking it was an abnormality caused by illness, and finally didn't pay much attention to it.His body was too tired, he tilted his head, pulled the quilt over his body exhaustedly, and just fell asleep in a daze.

Waking up the next day, Cheng Qian got up and went to the bathroom to go to the bathroom.After taking off his pants, he accidentally found a trace of blood on the light-colored underwear.