South of Chutian

Only at this moment did Tang Heng understand the meaning of "moths to the flame". It turned out that this incident - it described not pain, but warmth.There is no light in Baotong Pagoda, and the gray and white walls exude a cool lime smell, and this corner does not even allow sunlight to come in.It was cold everywhere, cold and dark. He threw himself on Li Yuechi's body, as if he threw himself into a burning wildfire.Li Yuechi's body smelled of the sunshine outside the tower, the smell of dry tobacco, and the pleasant smell of sweat. He was warm.

Tang Heng put his right hand behind Li Yuechi's head, afraid that the wall would hit him.This is also a feeling that has never been felt before.His right hand is used for writing and plucking strings. What a precious hand, isn't it?Now it is not precious anymore, it can tingle and hurt, and it can be rubbed with lime, just so as not to hurt the person in front of it.

Tang Heng kissed Li Yuechi recklessly and forcefully, wishing to put his whole body in panting and hand it over to him together.

In the end, Li Yuechi pressed his shoulders and said with a low smile, "Take a break."

The two separated, Tang Heng pursed his wet lips, and before he could speak, the phone vibrated again.

It's An Yun's call.Tang Heng's first reaction was to hang up, but he felt that he was too eager, so he hesitated for two seconds before picking up: "Hello?"

"What are you doing!" In the quiet Baotong Pagoda, An Yun's voice was exceptionally clear, "I called you a few times! Didn't you see it?!"

Tang Heng felt a little guilty: "What's the matter with you?"

"Good thing!" An Yun snorted angrily, "I can tell you, Li Yuechi is looking for you! I lied to him that you were going to Tokyo today, and he just hung up! Do you know who he is?! You should hurry up Give up, avoid him for a few days!"

Tang Heng said awkwardly: "I'll talk to you later."

"Don't be inked!" An Yun and Jiang Ya have been together for a long time, and they also have a Northeast accent, "You think I'm willing to take care of your crap! You have to lie! I'm really doing it for your own good—"

"An Yun, wait..." Tang Heng met Li Yuechi's eyes in a panic, and the other party leaned against the wall with arms folded, with a smile in his eyes.

"What are you waiting for? Haven't you seen it yet, he's just playing with you!"

Tang Heng said in a low voice: "Li Yuechi is beside me."

"..."

"An Yun," Li Yuechi leaned over, "Thank you."

"..."

"But I'm not hanging on Tang Heng, we're together," he looked at Tang Heng, and said briskly, "Isn't it?"

"Yes..." Tang Heng's heart was a little shaken after seeing him like this, "Then what, I'll hang up first."

As a result, before he hung up, there was a busy signal on the other end of the phone.

Gritting busy tone.

Li Yuechi smiled, as if he didn't care: "Do you want to continue?"

Tang Heng nodded first, then shook his head, suddenly feeling stupid.

"Don't mind," he explained in a low voice, "An Yun is not targeting you, she is..."

"I'm afraid you will be cheated, I understand."

Tang Heng looked at Li Yuechi and nodded in a daze.

"Are you also afraid that I will lie to you?" Li Yuechi suppressed his smile.

"It's not because I'm afraid you'll lie to me, it's just too sudden. I really thought..." The scene of the woman cuddling up to Li Yuechi appeared before him again, Tang Heng paused, "I really thought you had a girlfriend."

Li Yuechi said, "I'm sorry."

"Ok?"

"I shouldn't have lied to you before," he frowned slightly, "but if I do it again..."

"Again, you still have to lie to me."

"You know why."

"Even though I know why."

"Even if you know."

After Li Yuechi finished speaking, he smiled, and his helpless apology flashed past.

Tang Heng felt that he had seen Li Yuechi's expression somewhere, it was - he remembered, it turned out to be that night.That night Li Yuechi fought for him, and he wanted to go to his house with him, but he refused, but he insisted, and the two were deadlocked.Finally, I went. Before I went, Li Yuechi said that my house was very dirty.

That's right, that look.It seemed that he actually knew that what he wanted to hide could not be hidden. Tang Heng remembered a saying that there are only three things in the world that cannot be hidden: cough, poverty and love.

Tang Heng felt that his heart had never been so soft, it was so soft that it wrinkled into a ball, and it was pinched in his palm, trembling with his pulse.

"I'm going back to the hospital later," Li Yuechi said softly, "Ms. Zhao hasn't woken up yet, so I have to watch over it."

"Oh, then... go after lunch?"

"It's too late, the doctor will come for a consultation at two o'clock."

"Can we meet tonight?"

"Maybe not," Li Yuechi said half annoyed and half self-deprecating, "It's really boring to be with me."

Tang Heng shook his head vigorously and asked, "Then can I send you a text message?"

"can."

"Can I recharge your phone bill?"

"It's no use."

"I have money and nowhere to spend it."

Li Yuechi raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Do you know how much it costs to send a text message?"

"Ah?" Tang Heng asked blankly, "How much?"

"Monthly rental package, [-] cents."

"Oh."

"A pack of Huangguoshu is five yuan and five, and you can send 36 sticks." Li Yuechi took out a shrunken cigarette case from his jeans pocket and stuffed it into Tang Heng's palm. .”