Roommate insists on kissing me after going crazy

"Mr. An, I have always admired you scientific researchers, and I went to your lecture once. It was really wonderful."

Wang Shenming's appearance is not outstanding. Looking at the age of 30, he is slightly fat and has a very cheerful personality. Since he sat down, he has started chatting very enthusiastically. Even if An Lian talks less, it does not affect his enthusiasm .

An Lian nodded slightly when she heard the words: "Thank you."

"What I said is true." Wang Shenming said excitedly, got up directly from the opposite side, and sat next to An Lian.

An Lian didn't expect the other party to be so invisible, and was so startled that she almost stood up.

He was thankful that the sofa was long enough, and moved it to the innermost side without making a fuss.

Wang Shenming handed over the phone: "Look, is that you?"

An Lian took a quick look: "Yes."

Hearing the words, the other party seemed to be encouraged, and followed suit: "Actually, I used to hate blind dates the most. Those blind dates only know how to post beauty photos, report false wages, and when they meet, each one is more shabby than the other."

"But Teacher An is different. Teacher An is so good. He is a postdoctoral fellow at a top university at a young age. When I heard my aunt mention it, I immediately agreed..."

An Lian really couldn't bear such a close distance, so he interrupted the other party: "Sorry, Mr. Wang, you can go to the opposite side."

Wang Shenming was obviously stunned for a moment, and then returned to his seat with a smile: "Oh, I forgot! Offended, offended."

An Lian didn't show any expression, she just looked down at her watch.

The waiter brought coffee at this time, and he raised his eyes and said thank you.

Wang Shenming took a sip and started another topic: "Does Teacher An usually drink coffee?"

An Lian was silent for a second, then shook her head: "I don't drink often."

In the past, I often drank when the experiment was very busy, otherwise I would not be energetic enough when I stayed up late.

But after Qin Muyang moved in, his coffee was replaced by tea at some point.

An Lian frowned at this thought.

He really couldn't remember what time it was.

He has always habitually remembered the kindness others have done to him, and then he will find a way to return it later, and it is the same with Qin Muyang.

But I don't know when it started, but it's still unclear.

It's not a good feeling.

"I drink coffee often, and this coffee shop is definitely the most affordable one in the whole city A," Wang Shenming laughed so hard that he shuddered up and down, "It's cheap and delicious."

An Lian politely tasted the words.

The other party said again: "I have been to many high-end clubs before, and I tell you, they are all fake, unpalatable, and expensive as hell."

An Lian listened silently, and checked the time again.

Wang Shenming laughed a few times: "Why am I telling you this? It is said that you highly educated people must have a high salary. A cup of coffee is nothing."

"Well, it's not like those of us who work hard and worry about wages all day long." He also glanced at the watch on An Lian's wrist and smiled, "It's different to have a good father to take care of you. Teacher An has been doing research with Professor An. , the work must be going well, right?"

An Lian's expression turned cold.

He actually wanted to leave within 2 minutes of sitting down, and he didn't take the liberty to mention it out of courtesy.

But upon hearing this, he put down the mixing spoon without saying a word, picked up his phone and stood up.

"Teacher An?" Wang Shenming probably didn't expect it, and was a little dazed.

"We are not suitable to be friends, excuse me." An Lianyan nodded slightly, took out some cash and put it on the table, turned and left the coffee shop.

The wind outside was very cold, and An Lian shivered as soon as she went out, so she tightened her coat tightly.

But he was not in a hurry to take a taxi back, but walked slowly along the street to the school.

Sure enough, according to my personality, it is very difficult to make a suitable friend.

An Lian felt more and more that Qin Muyang was rare.

After walking for about half an hour, the cold winter wind seemed to be blowing into the bones, An Lian rubbed her fingers and took out her phone from her pocket.

He hoped to meet and chat with Qin Muyang, and ask him clearly why he wanted to move out.

If it wasn't for having someone you like, there might be room for retention.

When the call was made, An Lian was unusually nervous.

The bell rang for nearly a minute before being connected.

"Hey?"

Before An Lian could speak, she stopped because of the female voice from the receiver.

"Hello, I'm Qin Muyang's mother, may I ask him for anything?" The other person spoke quickly and seemed impatient.

An Lian frowned slightly: "Hi, I'm his roommate, may I ask him..."

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. An," Qin's mother said before he finished speaking, "By the way, I just wanted to tell you that Xiao Yang won't be going out to live in the future. I'll pack the things in two days, please." gone."

A gust of cold wind happened to blow over, and An Lian shivered.

He clenched his phone tightly: "Excuse me..."

I didn't finish talking again, there seemed to be noise over there, and then Qin's mother's tone became more hasty: "I have something urgent here, so I hang up first."

After speaking, the call was interrupted.

An Lian stood there, unable to react for a while.

Unexpectedly, Qin Muyang would move away so soon.

Still so crisp.

The kid didn't know what he was busy with, and he didn't have time to connect to the phone.

My heart was inexplicably depressed, as if there was a stone pressing down on it.

An Lian took a deep breath slowly, feeling better, and then went to the side of the road and took a taxi.

My mind was in a mess, and even the phone rang several times, only to be noticed by the driver's reminder.

The tip of An Lian's nose was red from the cold, he sniffed, and when he saw that the caller ID was his father, his brows frowned.

"Father, what's the matter?" He is not in a good mood now.

"Your brother's competition design, why do you only instruct him how to do it, and don't tell him how to report it?" My father didn't even say a word of greeting, and he just blamed him when he came up.

An Lian was used to it.

He said without expression: "The document is very specific."

"That's for you. He just went to college. How can you understand it if you don't teach him?" Father didn't like people to refute his words, and his voice was too harsh.

"It's time for him to play soon. You still have time to go there. This award is very important."

An Lian: "I don't have time."

"An Lian." After a few seconds of silence, the father said again, "He is your younger brother."

The tone was calm, but An Lian knew that if she refused again, the other party would lose her temper.

After being silent for nearly half a minute, An Lian closed her eyes and leaned back on the seat: "Master, please go to F University."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

F University is his younger brother, which is the university where An Renge is.Coincidentally, Qin Muyang is also in this university, and the two are in the same class.

An's father has always been very strict with An Renge, especially after An Lian directly obtained his Ph.

After all, An Lian was the adopted one.

However, An Renge did not live up to expectations, and his grades from childhood to adulthood were not good.

When he was taking the college entrance examination, An's father was afraid of losing face, so he forced him to take tutoring everywhere, and repeated it for another two years before he managed to get into the last major of F University.

When he was admitted, Papa Ann was still dissatisfied.Because although F University is also one of the best in City A, it is still one grade behind An Lian's S University.

However, An Renge didn't want to repeat the study anyway, and after a stalemate for a summer vacation, An's father reluctantly compromised.

When An Lian rushed to the lecture hall, An Renge was playing games, chewing gum, and the report documents were thrown aside.

After seeing An Lian arrived, he glanced at his mouth and put away his phone and picked up the file: "It's counted, did you do it on purpose?"

An Lian walked over with a blank expression, and took the document: "No way."

"Neither," An Renge looked at him, "I didn't say that, I'm only a freshman, you do so many professional things, how can I say it on stage?"

"If I knew that's how you helped me tidy up, I wouldn't ask you to help. Those judges know that you are my brother. I think you are afraid that they don't know that you are responsible for this..."

An Lian looked cold, and after scanning the report, he raised his eyes to look at him.

An Renge's complaining expression froze slightly, and he shut up.

"Point out where you have doubts." An Lian handed him the report.

"Oh." An Renge took it impatiently, and started marking on the table.

Every time he marked out one, An Lian explained behind him, and less than an hour later, he finally marked the entire document.

"No more." An Renge stood up straight after finishing strokes, and stretched himself.

An Lian nodded, glanced at him, turned around and planned to leave without saying a word.

"An Lian!" An Renge stopped him, "Are you leaving now?"

An Lian frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"That's why my dad asked you to help me? You've come here, so you can't wait for me to finish the report? What if I forget for a while?"

An Lian tightened her hands hanging by her side, finally sighed silently, and sat down on the chair next to her.

An Renge was satisfied this time, took out his phone and continued the game just now.

Out of sight, out of mind, An Lian shifted his gaze elsewhere, uncontrollably thinking of Qin Muyang's imminent move.

But within 2 minutes, the phone rang.

The caller ID turned out to be Qin Muyang.

An Lian sat up straight without knowing it, and quickly connected the phone.

"Qin Muyang?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. An, it's me." Mother Qin was on the other side.

An Lian felt that she had lost her composure, so she restrained her expression, and her voice returned to her usual calm and waveless voice: "Hello."

"It's Mr. An, I'm really sorry to disturb you." Qin's mother seemed anxious, but it was a little difficult to speak. She paused and said, "Let me tell you the truth, Xiao Yang accidentally got into a car accident just now , and now he is in the hospital..."

An Lian stood up abruptly, and An Renge beside him was startled.

"He's already awake. The doctor said there's nothing serious about it, but he insists on seeing you now..."

In fact, An Lian didn't pay much attention to what Qin's mother said later, and the word "car accident" made him lose his balance.

"Which hospital?" An Lian walked out the door.

An Renge shouted from behind: "An Lian! If you leave, I will blame you for not winning the prize!"

An Lian didn't even pause, and almost ran out of the lecture hall.

When An Lian rushed to the hospital, she had calmed down a lot.

Qin's mother said on the phone that Qin Muyang's problem is not serious, and now he is awake.

But because of hitting his head, he was in a bad mood.

"Mr. An, I'm really sorry for calling you here." Qin's mother looked very young, and her dress was very elegant and exquisite, but her face was a bit haggard, and she hurriedly greeted An Lian when she saw An Lian coming.

"You're welcome, where is he?" An Lian was also rarely anxious.

"It's inside," Qin's mother led the way, and couldn't help but say, "This kid has always had a bad temper, and he insisted on seeing you as soon as he woke up. I told him to wait for two days, and he lost his temper and threw things. Alas , Me and his dad really can't do anything."

After saying that, she reached the door of the ward. An Lian pushed the door open and went in. When she saw the needles thrown on the ground next to the bed, her footsteps paused slightly.

Standing next to the room was a man about the same age as Qin's mother, who should be Qin's father. They looked at each other and nodded as a greeting.

Qin Muyang was sitting on the hospital bed with a small piece of gauze on his head.But apart from his pale face, he seemed to be in good spirits.

As soon as the boy heard the movement, he raised his head, and when he saw it was him, his eyes lit up: "An Lian!"

An Lian frowned.

Why did you call him by his name again?

But now is not the time to confuse names.

An Lian walked over in two or three steps, stood in front of the hospital bed, raised her hand and touched the other person's head lightly.

"What's going on?" He asked, frowning.

Before she finished speaking, An Lian suddenly felt her waist tighten.

——Qin Muyang actually wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his face in his arms.

An Lian: "?!"

This was the first time he had such an intimate act with someone else.

He subconsciously wanted to break away, but Qin Muyang hugged him tightly, leaving almost no gaps.

The warm palm pressed against the back of the waist, causing waves of tremors, making An Lian seem to have difficulty breathing, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Qin Muyang complaining in a low voice:

"I'm already in the hospital, why did you come?"