Oxidation reaction

He opened the door of the dormitory, and the room was pitch black. Only then did Ruan Nancan feel that Fang Congxia had left.

He stood at the entrance, looking at the somewhat empty room and began to lose his mind.

Five minutes later, he lowered his head, took out the pale pink note, spread it out on the small coffee table in the living room, took pictures from different angles and uploaded them to the private photo album on his phone.

After finishing this, when Ruan Nancan lowered his head again, he saw a yellow post-it note on the upper right corner of the coffee table - there were small wontons in the refrigerator.

The handwriting is Fang Congxia's.

Ruan Nancan was stunned for a few seconds, belatedly remembering that he casually mentioned that he wanted to eat small wontons the day before yesterday, but Fang Congxia actually remembered it.

He felt his heart soften and couldn't help taking out his phone to send Fang Congxia a message.

The days in country K passed quickly, and Ruan Nancan could receive video calls from Fang Congxia every day. Sometimes he answered, and sometimes he only turned on the voice.

But more often, he always turned on the rear camera, turned off the selfie mode, and let Fang Congxia look at the light yellow wallpaper of the dormitory.

Often at this time, Fang Congxia would soften his voice, make an innocent expression of pleading, and ask Ruan Nancan to turn on the front camera.

And Ruan Nancan usually hid behind the screen and snickered, and then asked Fang Congxia in a soft voice if he missed me, and when he got an affirmative answer, he pretended to oh and said in a low voice that I missed you too.

Not long after Fang Congxia left, due to the good operation of the newly introduced equipment, the construction period was advanced, and the finished product was highly appreciated by Party A, so the date of Ruan Nancan's return to China was brought forward.

During the video call the day before, Ruan Nancan pretended to casually mention the matter of going back to China tomorrow, but Fang Congxia paused for a few seconds, and then spoke about another matter.

Ruan Nancan was a little disappointed, and before hanging up the video call, he couldn't help mentioning it again.

This time Fang Congxia heard clearly, he didn't show any surprise, but rather embarrassed, said: "But I have to go out to work tomorrow, so I don't have time to pick you up."

Ruan Nancan let out an oh, lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, saying that it was all right.

When he arrived at the city's airport the next day, Fang Congxia did not come, and Ruan Beichuan also did not come to pick him up because of an outdoor outing organized by the school.

Ruan Nancan felt a little frustrated, but he didn't feel sad for a long time, because the instructor's assistant called him on the plane just now, urging him to go back to school to attend the meeting immediately.

By the time he finished reporting on his project experience at M University, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. During this period, Fang Congxia didn't call him once.

After bidding farewell to the brothers and sisters in the same group, Ruan Nancan left the school and went home alone with his suitcase.

When he walked to the school gate, he felt that someone was following him, and that person followed him stop and go.

If he walks fast, that person also walks fast; if he walks slowly, that person also walks slowly.

Ruan Nancan's heart tightened, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and quickened his pace, finally at a crowded intersection, he suddenly turned his head and saw Fang Congxia standing half a meter away from him.

As if he didn't expect him to turn back, Fang Congxia froze for a few seconds, then smiled at him with the corners of his lips, then walked over slowly, stood in front of Ruan Nancan, and said softly: "I originally planned to go downstairs to your house. I called you again, but I didn’t expect to be found.”

The sudden joy was like a torrent of water flowing across a bridge. After not seeing each other for two weeks, Ruan Nancan was a little stunned, staring at Fang Congxia for a moment, then suddenly reached out and touched Fang Congxia's face.

Fang Congxia caught him in the next second. There were many people at the crossroads. He didn't dare to do anything too outrageous. He just held Ruan Nancan's wrist loosely and looked down at him.

Ruan Nancan and him looked at each other for a moment, his heart beat faster, thinking of the fear of being followed just now, he complained again: "Why are you following me?"

"Because I want to try how Ruan Ruan followed me home when she was in high school."

Ruan Nancan was stunned for a moment, he stared blankly at Fang Congxia, he couldn't tell what it was like, he just knew it was like lemons soaked in a sugar bowl, sour and sweet.

The red light ahead turned green, and the pedestrians on the side immediately raised their legs and walked onto the zebra crossing. Fang Congxia shook his arm to remind him to regain his senses, and then led him to cross the road.

The city has entered the scorching heat, and the refreshing summer night breeze blows slowly, blowing over Ruan Nancan's cheek, and Fang Congxia's arm.

He quietly raised his head to look at Fang Congxia, and then looked down at the hands they were clasping. The corners of his lips curled up, and his heart skipped a beat.

Walking through the zebra crossing, there are few passers-by in the section ahead, Fang Congxia walks a little faster, Ruan Nancan lags a little behind, and the shadows of the two are entangled under the orange streetlight. For some reason, Ruan Nancan inexplicably thinks of the evening in the third year of high school The kiss that landed on Fang Congxia's eyelids.

The sweetness in his heart was immediately replaced by a needle-like sourness. He stopped and stood where he was, and Fang Congxia also stopped, looked back at him, and asked, "Why did you stop suddenly?"

Ruan Nancan let go of Fang Congxia's hand and held onto the suitcase, with a little sadness in his eyes, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you still like Gao Zhi?"

"What?" Fang Congxia frowned, "I've never liked Gao Zhi, what are you talking about?"

Ruan Nanshen's eyes widened, and his voice became louder, "Why? I've seen him kiss you already! During the third year of high school, you stayed together all day, and you still carried him..."

Fang Congxia didn't make a sound, and frowned at Ruan Nanshen, as if lost in memory. After 1 minute, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You said this, Gao Zhi is a straight man, how could I like him? .”

"Gao Zhi and I are classmates in junior high school, we have played together since junior high school, and reciting him is purely a joke among friends.

As for him kissing me..."

Speaking of this, Fang Congxia paused, and said suspiciously: "When did he kiss me? This kind of thing can't happen to us."

Ruan Nanshen pursed his lips, "It's also a third year in high school. One afternoon, on your way home, Gao Zhi kissed your eyelids."

"how is this possible."

Fang Congxia vetoed it outright. Five or six years had passed since the incident. He couldn't remember the evening that Ruan Nancan described, but it was impossible for Gao Zhi to kiss him even if Gao Zhi changed his mind.

"But I just saw it."

Ruan Nancan lowered his head and said.

When he talked about this, his voice was very low, his mood was depressed, his eyelids drooped, and he looked terribly sad. Fang Congxia choked for breath and felt like he had been stabbed in the heart.

He lowered his head, hugged Ruan Nancan, and said, "I really never liked Gao Zhi, and he never kissed my eyelids. If you saw it, it must be a misunderstanding."

"Even if I really liked him, that's in the past. What I like now is you, and the person I want to kiss is also you."

Ruan Nanshen raised his face in a daze, pressed it against Fang Congxia's chest, and looked at Fang Congxia. Two seconds later, he grabbed Fang Congxia's clothes, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Then you kiss me now." .”

Fang Congxia did not hesitate, smiled, clasped Ruan Nancan's jaw, leaned over and kissed his lips.

Fang Congxia's warm breath sprayed on Ruan Nancan's face. He opened his eyes blankly, looking at Fang Congxia's eyebrows, eyes and bridge of nose.

The heart was beating very fast in his chest, and the heart rate detector on Ruan Nancan's wrist vibrated at a high frequency, until he closed his eyes belatedly, and responded awkwardly to Fang Congxia, the vibration frequency of the monitor seemed to reach the threshold of the valve. Value, issued a high-pitched chirp.

In the few seconds they separated, Ruan Nancan heard Fang Congxia's breathing suddenly became heavier, and then Fang Congxia said, "Ruan Ruan, I miss you so much."

The next direction became a bit strange. After he finished speaking inarticulately, I miss you too, Fang Congxia's hand on his shoulder slipped down and hung around his waist. He said softly: "Not only thinking in my heart, Think everywhere."

I don't know why, at that second, Ruan Nanshen was suddenly blessed, thinking of the plots that often appear in movies, he let out an ah, blinking faster, and whispered to Fang Congxia's ear, and said embarrassingly: "There is an express hotel in front."

Fang Congxia was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened.

It was not a weekend, and there were very few people in the express hotel. While waiting for the front desk lady to check in, Fang Congxia glanced at the front desk lady who was concentrating on entering the guest information, and said to Ruan Nancan in a low voice, "I'll go to the hotel next door. Go to the convenience store to buy something and be back soon."

Ruan Nancan didn't understand, so he asked blankly, "What are you buying?"

Fang Congxia coughed lightly, with a slightly unnatural expression, and his voice was lower than before, "Buy condoms and lubricants."

Ruan Nancan let out a cry, opened his eyes wide and froze, then quickly lowered his head in the next second, blushing as if bleeding, and stopped talking.

"I am leaving."

Fang Congxia laughed and strode out.

Three minutes later, the lady at the front desk handed the room card and ID card to Ruan Nancan, and said routinely: "We still have standard rooms, and the size of the big bed room is a bit small, so it may not be enough for you to sleep with your friends. "

Ruan Nancan buried his head very low, took the room card and ID card, and quickly replied: "No, no need, enough to sleep."

When taking the elevator upstairs, Ruan Nancan received a text message from Fang Congxia, who said: "This one doesn't fit my size. I'll go to a nearby supermarket and check it out. I'll be right back."

Ruan Nancan's hands shook, and the room card fell to the ground.

After swiping the card to enter the door, the neat 1.8-meter bed came into view. Thinking of what was going to happen next, Ruan Nancan pursed his lips and held the phone nervously.

He put down the suitcase, went to sit on the tatami by the window, and opened the Baidu cloud network disk.

A long time ago, Ruan Beichuan borrowed his Baidu cloud network disk to store some things, but he didn't delete it in time, and it was kept until now.

Ruan Nancan hesitated for a moment, feeling ashamed, nervous and a lot of excitement, he clicked on one of them, the duration was only 15 minutes, put on the earphones and turned down the volume.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Congxia came back with a black plastic bag.

When he entered, Ruan Nancan had already taken a shower and was sitting on the bed wearing only a loose white bathrobe.

Seeing him coming in, Ruan Nancan sat up straight, his body was a little stiff, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, but three seconds later, he pointed to the switch beside the bed and said to Cong Xia, "Turn off, turn off the light."

【…】

Ruan Nancan didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was just dawn, Fang Congxia hugged him tightly behind him, pressed his chin against his forehead, and sprayed warm breath on Ruan Nancan's face.

He stared at Fang Congxia for a while, raised his sore arm to touch Fang Congxia's jaw, and called his name softly.

Fang Congxia rolled his eyelids, and opened his eyes the next moment. His voice was a little hoarse, and he asked him with sleepiness, "Why did you wake up so early? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ruan Nancan shook his head and wanted to speak, but his throat was so dry and sore that he could hardly make a sound.

Fang Congxia frowned, leaned over and pressed his lips to his forehead, and after a few seconds, he said, "I don't have a fever, I'll pour you some water."

After he finished speaking, he lifted the quilt and stood up to pour water.

At this time, the sound of crackling rain suddenly sounded outside the window. Ruan Nancan sat up propped up on the mattress, took the water glass handed over by Fang Congxia, and raised his finger to point to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Fang Congxia understood, walked over and opened half of the curtains, and ripples of water slipped from the glass.

"It's raining."

Fang Congxia looked at it for a few seconds, then came over to take away the glass that Ruan Nancan had finished drinking, and asked him, "Do you want more?"

Ruan Nancan said no with a hoarse voice, so he climbed into bed, got into the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, hugged Ruan Nancan, and watched the rain outside the window.

It didn't take long before the sound of the rain gradually became louder, and large drops of water hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a dull sound, accompanied by the fresh rainy air in midsummer drifting in through the half-opened windows.

Ruan Nancan turned his face sideways, looked at Fang Congxia for a moment, and asked, "Are we together?"

"Ah."

Fang Congxia lowered his eyes, looked at him, and said, "Ruan Ruan, I'm sorry, Fang Congxia is late."

"it does not matter."

The constant rain outside the window almost overwhelmed his voice, but Ruan Nancan knew that Fang Congxia heard it because he lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Rose did not wait for the little prince in the end, but Ruan Nancan waited for Fang Congxia.

Finish