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"You can sleep in this guest room," Song Sifan pushed open the door. Unlike the black and white tones of the living room, the guest bedroom is bright light orange, which is quite different from the main decoration style. "Do you have all the toiletries?"

"I brought it with me for business trips, and I have a change of clothes and pajamas, so you can just give me a quilt." Lei Meng replied quickly.

Song Sifan took another set of quilts from the closet and put them on the bed, "The pillows and sheets are clean, and the housekeeper will change them regularly, so you can just sleep."

The checkered sheets exuded the fragrance of softener, and Raymond suddenly thought of a question: "Don't you live alone? The housekeeper still makes the bed in the guest room every day?"

Wait... Could it be that Li Keran used to sleep in the guest room every time he came?

Song Sifan leaned on the door frame and looked at him with his arms crossed, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You mean you want to sleep in the master bedroom with me?"

"No, no, this one is great!" Lei Meng immediately threw himself on the bed and hugged the pillow tightly, "I have already developed deep feelings for this bed, don't break us up!"

Song Sifan smiled, turned and went out.

In the afternoon, Song Sifan sent Lei Meng to the hospital and got salt water, and came back with a bunch of medicines prescribed by the doctor.Raymond took cold medicine and allergy medicine, climbed into bed early, and continued to catch up on sleep.

Waking up in the middle of the night suffocated by urination, Lei Meng used his small mobile phone to illuminate the light, went to the toilet fumbled, and came back to check the time. According to the doctor's advice, he needed to take medicine again at six-hour intervals.

He couldn't find the overhead light switch, so Raymond had to use his mobile phone as a flashlight to find the medicine he should take.A large number of medicine bottles stood on the bedside table, and Raymond accidentally touched it, which suddenly triggered a domino effect.It was too late to save them, and the medicine bottles rolled under the bed one by one.

Lei Meng lay helplessly on the ground, and tried to find the medicine bottle as he lifted the hanging sheet.Under the bed, which I thought was empty, there were bundles of books and several cardboard boxes stacked neatly and densely.Lei Meng glanced at it curiously with his small mobile phone. It was Li Keran's entertainment magazines that were in the cabinet before.

The handicap took out a copy, and the Li Keran in the magazine was still fine-looking, youthful, and stared at the camera with shining eyes, and a burst of confidence came through the cover.Thinking of what happened before, Lei Meng silently pushed the magazine back, picked up the medicine bottle, turned over and lay on the bed after drinking the medicine.

Countless Li Keran under the bed seemed to be staring at him through the bed, sleeping on the bed of someone else's house, Lei Meng was inexplicably stared at by a pile of magazine covers, making him a little guilty, tossing and turning trying to ignore the existence under the bed, and barely fell asleep until dawn.

The next day Song Sifan got up and knocked on the door of the guest room, but no one answered, so he opened the door and came in to check.Most of the redness and swelling on Lei Meng's face disappeared, leaving only a few scattered red marks, but his expression was much haggard than yesterday, and the dark circles around his eyes were comparable to national treasures.

Song Sifan didn't wake him up, left a note on the bedside table, and drove to work alone.

When Lei Meng woke up from a good night's sleep, he looked at the time and saw that it was almost noon, so he quickly got up and called Xu Yao to ask for leave.

Xu Yao didn't speak for a while, and after listening to his explanation, he said leisurely, "Song Sifan has asked for leave for you."

"Ah?" No wonder there was no missed call from Xu Yao, so he already knew about it?

"But I have a question." Xu Yao's voice was a little puzzled and a little upset, "Why did Song Sifan ask for your sick leave for you?"

"Well... ahahahahaha..." Lei Meng said haha, and hung up the phone decisively while Xu Yao was not paying attention.

After solving the biggest obstacle in the workplace, Lei Meng was relaxed, followed the scent, found the porridge kept warm in the rice cooker in the kitchen, filled himself with pickles on the dining table, then walked around the room, and found Song Sifan The note left.

[The porridge is in the pot, I will treat you on sick leave. 】

Raymond had just picked up the note and read a line when the doorbell rang.

Who will come to Song Sifan's house at this point?Could it be the housekeeper?Raymond took the note and went to open the door, reading the second line by the way.

[PS: If someone comes, let him take the things under your bed. by: SS]

Take things under the bed?Raymond put his hand on the doorknob and subconsciously unscrewed the safety lock.

Isn't the thing under the bed Li Keran's?The person who said that is...

With a "click", the anti-theft door was unlocked, and the people outside were already impatient. Hearing this sound, they pulled open the anti-theft door, "You actually changed all the chains?"

Raymond: "I didn't change it..."

People inside and outside the door were all taken aback when they saw each other.

Li Keran was wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers, light makeup could not conceal his tired expression, he raised his eyes and looked around the room, "Is he not there?"

"You mean Song Sifan? He's gone to work." Reluctantly, Lei Meng turned sideways to let him in.

Li Keran's eyelashes twitched almost imperceptibly, and the hope in his eyes dimmed instantly.The draft was blowing from the open window, and the cotton shirt on his body was tightly attached to his body, outlining his thin body, so thin that he would be blown down by the wind.

Fearing that he would really faint, Lei Meng subconsciously wanted to help Li Keran, but he froze in embarrassment as soon as he moved his hand, and retracted brilliantly.

Li Keran collected himself, held onto the door frame and asked, "Where are my things?"

"Oh, here it is." Lei Meng led the way with his slippers on, all the way into the guest room.

When Li Keran saw the messy quilt and scattered personal items on the bed, his complexion became even worse.Old Lei Meng blushed, quickly gathered up the clothes on the floor and on the bed and piled them up in the corner, and pointed down at the bed, "Here, it's under the bed."

Li Keran squatted down with a dark face, and dragged out bundles of magazines from under the bed.He blinked in confusion, flipped through a few pages, his careless fingers stopped when he turned to a page of his exclusive interview.

He hurriedly picked up another copy, flipped through a few pages, and found his own print advertisement.He forcefully unwrapped the knots, and the neatly stacked magazines were violently scattered all over the place. He grabbed a few more and rummaged through them roughly.

Every book is like this. Since his debut, every magazine cover, every magazine interview he has accepted, and even just the advertisement pictures he shot, have been kept under the bed one by one, and piled up in chronological order. Neatly.There is not much dust on the surface, it can be seen that it has just been placed here not long ago.

Li Keran was holding the magazine in a daze, and suddenly frantically dragged out all the things under the bed.There was a large dustproof bag in a cardboard box. He opened it and took a look. There were clean clothes stacked inside.The other cardboard box was scattered with washing utensils and sundries. Li Keran glanced at it, and found that they were all his personal belongings here.

In the upper corner of the glove box was randomly stuffed into a small box, only this is not his own.

Li Keran reached out and took out the small box, gently opened it, and the small box made a soft muffled sound.

Lined with soft white silk, is a pair of white gold rings gleaming with silver.

Lei Meng felt distressed for a while. The ring, which looked expensive, was just casually thrown among the sundries.What's even more irritating is that I actually slept on it for a day and a night without realizing it!

Li Keran took out the small ring from the small box, and carefully put it on his ring finger.The platinum ring slides over the fingertips and is firmly locked at the root of the ring finger, perfectly fitting.He raised his left hand, and the sunlight shone through the window on the ring, coating the cold metal with warmth.

He lowered his head, moved softly, and kissed the ring lingeringly like comforting a lover.Then, I slipped it off my ring finger and put it back in the box.

Li Keran held the box, turned and walked to the door, Lei Meng looked at the things he dug out from under the bed, "Hey, what should I do?"

Li Keran replied without turning his head, "No, you can throw it away."

"Why are you doing this! They worked so hard to help you tidy up, why don't you say no?" Song Sifan must have been tidying up for a long time, Li Keran's light words made Lei Meng a little angry.

Li Keran stopped, clenched the small box in his hand, and said coldly, "This is my thing, I can deal with it as I want, why do you care?"

Lei Meng was at a loss for words for a while, indeed, this is not his home, let alone his property, what Li Keran thinks has nothing to do with him.

Li Keran looked at his speechless embarrassment contemptuously, and asked with a sneer, "You obviously don't like men, why did you live in his house again?"

"I...stay here for a few days to recuperate, and I will go back when I recover." Lei Meng was inexplicably guilty. He never thought that Song Sifan would agree to let him live in, but Song Sifan unexpectedly agreed, and he also agreed. I had no choice but to live in.

Li Keran raised the corner of his mouth, his face was full of sarcasm, "What are you doing like this?"

Lei Meng was stunned, and Li Keran gave him one last look. The sharp eyes pierced Lei Meng's heart, and he took the small box containing the ring and left without looking back.

There was the sound of a car starting downstairs, Lei Meng glanced out the window, the nanny car drove away, and Li Keran finally left.

Turning his gaze back to the room, Raymond thought for a while, rolled up his sleeves, stuffed the things under the bed into trash bags, carried them downstairs one by one, and threw them all into the trash can.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and by the time he finished throwing away all the sundries, he was already out of breath.He leaned against the door and slid down, slumped on the bare floor.

There was a chilly feeling coming from the floor, but Li Keran's words were like a spark, setting fire to the entire grassland.After the fire, there was only a scorched wasteland left in Raymond's heart.

"What are you doing like this?"

Yes, knowing that the other party is gay, I couldn't help approaching him, teasing him, and testing his tolerance for him.

What is this kind of self?

Raymond knew very clearly that he was not gay, and had no intention of changing his sexual orientation.But now he smells danger. Song Sifan is like a black dahlia exuding a deadly fragrance.

Raymond has never considered the consequences of liking a man, and he doesn't know whether he can bear such consequences.The only thing he was very sure of was that if he continued like this, he would go down an irreversible path.

Is this road... leading to Li Keran's Xiao Suo's sad back?

Lei Meng took a deep breath, stood up with the shoe cabinet in hand, packed his belongings, and fled back home.

When Li Yuping found her back home, she complained again. Lei Meng didn't want to refute, he just held his things and let her roar in the wind.

Li Yuping quickly noticed his strangeness, but no matter how much she asked Lei Meng, she refused to speak, so she had no choice but to let him go back to the bedroom to rest.

Before Lei Meng came back from school, Lei Meng lay on her bed and sent a short message to Song Sifan: The things have been taken away, I am well, so I will not bother you.Thank you for taking care of me these days.

Then, he turned off the phone, closed his eyes and fell into the boundless darkness.

The author has something to say: The house leak happened to rain all night, and I finally rushed back from other places on the weekend, preparing to fight [-] a day, but I fell down gloriously under the ravages of ruthless illness... I slept for eighteen hours before recovering. After working hard, I have personally experienced the feelings of Raymond Meng, and it is miserable to think about it...

Sure enough, it is even more unrealistic to have no manuscript deposit date. Eat Chicken is to deposit the full text of the manuscript. I feel that being her reader is much happier than mine TT

Eat Chicken has given me serious and profound criticism and education, and I have also realized my own problems. I am not qualified to make a promise without depositing a manuscript. I will try my best to update it every day, but I will never write a blank check again.

After making this bowl of hot soup, the nian gao gao stood up from the spicy soup pot again (￣▽￣)