domineering paranoid

What? "

"I, I..." As if he was caught doing something bad, Zheng Hao stammered, "I see, are you asleep?"

Tang Song seemed to believe his words, stretched his legs with his face twisted and said, "I can't even straighten my legs, how can I sleep?"

"Oh!" That's right, he is tall, and of course his legs are long, Zheng looked at him with a funny and demented look.

Tang Song said with a disgusted expression, "Disgusting!"

One sentence successfully hit Zheng Hao's self-confidence, and the smile disappeared from his face in a flash, replaced by a smooth face. Tang Song saw him as if he was juggling, and joked with him, "Why? Are you not uncomfortable now? What's the matter?" I can be naughty."

Zheng Hao languished again, "I was reminded by you." Seeing Tang Song looking at him puzzled, he sat down a little and explained to him: "When people are uncomfortable, they just need to divert their attention to forget. It will be better."

Tang Song looked suddenly enlightened for a long time, and silently gave him a thumbs up. "It turns out that sometimes you still have a brain."

Zheng Hao's mood became more and more complicated. He should be angry when he was slandered by Tang and Song, but what was the cheerful drumming atmosphere in his heart?

rhetoric

The taxi took Tang Song and the others back to Tang Song’s home. Before that, Tang Song was going to take him to the hospital for some glucose transfusion, but Zheng decided to go back to his rented house. Tang Song said to him: “ Throwing you over like this is tantamount to murder. If something bad happens, I won't be able to escape."

Zheng Hao stared at him tangled, taking it for granted that Zheng Hao was not his opponent in Tang and Song Dynasties in terms of lip service.

The first thing they did when they went back was to fall asleep, and Zheng Hao didn't vomit again later, even though they ate something casually at noon, they continued to sleep in the afternoon.

Tang Song woke up at two o'clock in the afternoon, because he was afraid that Zheng Hao in the next room might need something, he slept with the bedroom door open, so he lay on the bed and stared at the scorching sun shining in from the glass window in the living room , I suddenly realized that it was already midsummer.He got up from the bed and went out, walked to the next room to take a look, Zheng Hao was still sleeping, although the weather was already quite hot, but the man on the bed wrapped himself tightly with a blanket, only his head resting on the bed The direction inside is revealed.

Seeing nothing unusual, he closed the door a little, and walked to the living room. He slept quite comfortably for the past two nights, and he was full of energy for a while, so he didn't know what to do next, and his head turned around the room. The circle still looked a little dazed.Bored, he walked to the refrigerator and took out a room full of frozen canned beer, and went to the bookshelf to take out a half-turned book from a long time ago. He went back to the sofa and sat down, but he couldn't concentrate on the book in his hand. in the book.

He opened the beer can and took a big sip. The cold and pungent liquid slid down his throat, shocking his spirits.However, he would think of Zheng Hao's silent crying face no matter what. He couldn't see why he suddenly lost control of his emotions and cried, and he didn't know why he took him to the bookstore and got the manager's permission before he came back to sleep soundly. reason.

Because he was concerned about the other party's self-esteem, he chose not to talk about this aspect.Men are not good at this time, and they are too stubborn where they shouldn't be stubborn. This is not only Zheng Hao, but also him.

Realizing that he was distracted, Tang Song raised his hand and took another sip of wine, lay himself on the sofa, put a cushion on his back, lifted the book in front of his eyes, and tried to appear concentrated.At this time, he heard a slight noise from the next room, he raised his eyelids from the book, and fixed his eyes on a certain point in the air.

The half-closed door behind was pushed open, Tang Song didn't turn his head, and kept waiting in this posture.

Zheng Hao leaned halfway in front of the room door, and what he saw was the back of Tang Song, holding a book in one hand and holding a beer in the other, lying on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed. "Hey!" He looked at it for a long time before saying hello first.

Only then did Tang Song turn his face to the side and glance at him. "Are you up?" said the voice without emotion.

"Yeah." Zheng Hao walked slowly to the back of the sofa, and said in front of him, "Before I arrived last night, I really bothered you."

Tang Song put the book on his stomach, propped his hand on the side of the sofa with his chin and said, "You're welcome, anyway, I'm half responsible for the matter."

"You can't say that."

"Anyway, it's already like this, let's stop pursuing who is responsible, and you also have three days off, and I will be responsible for making up for you what you vomited yesterday during these three days." Tang Song at this time A smile finally appeared on his face.

As soon as Zheng Hao heard what he said, he felt sick to his stomach, and he put out his hand to cover his mouth with a painful expression.

"What?" Tang Song immediately changed from lying on the sofa to sitting up straight and said, "Do you still want to vomit?"

Zheng Haoyao shook his head and said with a pale face, "Please stop talking."

Tang Song nodded clearly, raised his chin and said to Zheng Hao: "It's not the first time I've come here anyway, if you want to watch TV or read a book, do it yourself."

Zheng Hao walked around him and sat down on another sofa according to his words. At this moment, he felt sick to his stomach just seeing the beer can in Tang Song's hand, but he didn't say anything.

The two were silent for a while, Tang and Song raised the book to read again, seeing Zheng Hao restless on the sofa from the corner of his eye, he raised his face to read again.

Seeing him looking over, Zheng Hao confided the truth after thinking about it, "I think I've bothered you for long enough." He glanced outside, "I'll go back when it's early enough."

"Where are you going?" Tang Song asked calmly.

Zheng Hao looked up at him quickly, then lowered his head again, rubbing his hands on his knees. "Of course it's my rental house!"

"no!"

Hearing Tang Song's categorical refusal, Zheng Hao raised his face again in surprise, "Why?"

Tang Song said with a full face of reluctance, "Didn't I just talk about it? While you are resting these few days, I will take you to eat well, as compensation!"

Although Zheng Hao really wanted to say no, but when he just woke up and stood by the door looking at Tang Song who was lying on the sofa and reading a book quietly, that thought suddenly popped into his mind. "I stood behind you for a long time just now, you know that?" Zheng Hao suddenly raised a smile and looked at Tang Song.

"I know!" Tang Song replied with a puzzled frown.

"At that time, I suddenly thought, just like the atmosphere at this time, no matter what you ask of me, I will probably do it all."

The room suddenly fell silent, Tang Song showed a look of astonishment, "What?" He asked back.

Zheng Hao smiled innocently, "Well, maybe it's because I haven't been taken care of by someone when I'm not feeling well for a long time, and after sleeping until I wake up naturally, I'm not alone..." In fact, Zheng Hao himself didn't Sure, maybe that's it, he told himself.

After hearing his confession, Tang Song said angrily, "What are you doing, it's like a confession all of a sudden."

His words made Zheng Hao, who was belatedly aware of it, suddenly blushed in surprise, he waved his hands hastily, "I didn't mean that."

"I understand!" Tang Song interrupted him in a bad tone, and inquired, "But you are really surprising at any time, if you don't speak, you will be surprised, if you say it, you will be amazing!"

Zheng Hao showed a look of panic, "Because you are the one who says you have any thoughts, you have to say them out, that's what I did just now."

"..."

After thinking for a while, Zheng Hao said, "I might feel more kind when you put your hair down today, and that's why you speak so freely."

Tang Song explained his attitude just now with some embarrassment, "I didn't say that you are not good, it's just that I'm not used to people talking to me like that." After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Zheng Hao would say something shocking and weeping. He changed the subject calmly and said again: "Besides, who did I not have time to fix my hair this morning? Now it's time to make sarcastic remarks."

"I think your hair looks so good!"

Tang Song reached out to stop his words, "Don't talk about intimacy anymore, that kind of thing is fine."

Zheng Hao could only keep his mouth shut in embarrassment. In fact, it was even more impossible for him to know that there was another meaning behind Tang Song's decision to keep him.

don't drink

Tang Song has been brooding over the last time he was injured, Zheng Hao spent money and took care of him, so how could he miss this opportunity to repay?

During the three days when Zheng Hao was forced to stay by him, he made Zheng Hao fish soup, chicken soup and pork ribs soup, and took him to his own teahouse to teach him to taste two kung fu teas.

Zheng Hao's first reaction to drinking tea was to wrinkle his face into a ball and dislike it for being bitter.

Tang Song did not give up and popularized the benefits of drinking tea to his body with him, and asked the tea art master to add to him, "In fact, drinking tea is the same as understanding life."

Zheng Hao took a breath, and was able to relieve the tongue that was scalded by drinking too quickly just now and asked, "What's the point?"

"Let me tell you this." Tang Song turned to Zheng Hao while turning the empty cup in his hand to smell the fragrance, and said, "Most people like sweet things, right?"

"Yeah." Zheng Hao nodded, "I like it too."

"Yes!" Tang Song put down the empty cup, and the tea art beauty at the side added it to him. He tapped the tea table with his fingers a few times while the other party was adding tea, and explained to Zheng Hao, " But a person can't just drink sweet things endlessly, as time goes by, there will definitely be problems with the body, right?"

"It seems to be." Zheng Hao was not very sure.

"So what if you drink plain water every day?"

Zheng Hao pondered and said, "It doesn't seem like anything will happen."

"Yes, your body will be fine, but don't you think that thing is boring? If life is always like a glass of plain water without any change, how boring it would be