I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

"It's nothing, just a misunderstanding."

Although the two were male boyfriends in their names, they actually only met two or three times. Wen Heng really didn't want to bother him.Anyway, the matter has been resolved, and there is no point in pursuing it further.

"……All right."

Fingertips slid across the leather on the steering wheel, Qu Mubai glanced at the group of people who were clearly divided into two factions in front of him, and he had a little understanding in his heart, so he didn't delve into it further, and brought up another matter instead,

"Is there still class in the afternoon? There is an error in the data in the modeling, and you need to recalculate."

As soon as the words came out, the group of people standing in place reacted differently.

Pan Yuhang glanced at Wang Zhe, who obviously had a bad face, and snorted sarcastically,

"It turns out that the third child was busy with work yesterday. Look, you didn't tell us. This is not a loophole for some people."

"What's the use of talking," Zhao Wenbo echoed. "Some people's minds are full of rubbish. No matter how clearly you explain it to them, it's useless."

The two of them sang together, which made Wang Zhe even more uncomfortable, but this matter was originally his fault, so he had to hold the book in his hand and bow his head to leave.

Wen Heng glanced at his back. Regarding this matter, the school was afraid of affecting future enrollment. Based on the principle of making big things small and small things small, they punished Wang Zhe and asked them to keep quiet after taking down the post.

It can't be said that Wen Heng is not angry, but there is no better result if the trouble continues. Moreover, for students like Wang Zhe who are arrogant and whose family conditions are not very good, the cancellation of outstanding students and The punishment of the national scholarship is already a big blow, not to mention that it may affect his qualifications for postgraduate recommendation in the future, so this is the only way to go.

Forget it, why bother with a paper man.

Wen Heng shrugged, thought about the upcoming schedule, looked down at Qu Mubai,

"There's no class, we planned to go back to the dormitory after dinner."

"Let's go together."

He came in a hurry, and the food his assistant bought for him was still lying alone on the desk steaming.

"Okay."

A few simple conversations between the two of them finalized the next itinerary for Pan Yuhang and the three of them.

Until they got into this low-key and luxurious black car, the three of them were still dazed, thinking that the world was really too dreamy.

And this dreamlike feeling lasted until eating.

Looking at the distinct sides of the dishes on the table, the corners of Pan Yuhang's mouth twitched. If their side was delicacies from mountains and seas, then Wen Heng's side could really be described as porridge and side dishes except for a sweet and sour pork ribs.

Milky white fish soup, steamed prawns with no prawn threads, and a bowl of steamed eggs.

Feeling sorry for Wen Heng inexplicably, not to mention seeing his unsurprising look, finally understood why Wen Heng loved the food in the cafeteria so deeply.

However, something always felt wrong.

Zhao Wenbo watched Wen Heng put the peeled shrimp into the rice bowl of Qu Mubai, and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

After they finished eating, Qu Mubai sent the three of them back to the dormitory, looking at the stack piled up next to the cabinet, he was suddenly blessed,

"Did Wen Heng say that these things were bought for him by his partner?!"

"That's right!" Pan Yuhang, who was full of food and drink, stepped on the stairs, replied casually, and couldn't help but tease, "Didn't he say that his partner thinks he's not good enough?"

"..." Zhao Wenbo was silent, and after a while, he said dryly,

"Then, did Mr. Qu just ask Wen Heng if the supplements are good?"

"..."

Almost as soon as these words were uttered, dormitory 518 immediately fell silent. The three of them looked at each other, and suddenly realized that they seemed to know a shocking secret.

"...so..." Li Xin struggled to digest this matter, "...so..."

"Don't! Don't talk about it!" Zhao Wenbo waved his hand, "Only the people in our dormitory know about this matter, so don't bring it up again!"

"Hmm..." The other two nodded in agreement.

only……

Pan Yuhang, who was going to bed, turned around and suddenly said,

"Tell me, who of the two of them is on top?"

"..."

Zhao Wenbo and Li Xin looked at each other, and tacitly responded to this stupid hat with a flying pillow.

On the other side, Wen Heng didn't know that he had been deeply analyzed by the three roommates, but on the other hand, he typed the last data on the computer, stretched himself, and looked up to find that it was already dark.

He checked the time, it was already 09:30 in the evening, and the curfew was about to come.

The sky outside has completely darkened, and the neon has just come on, but it completely blocks the stars,

Just like myself now...

"Let's go back."

Wen Heng came back to his senses, and saw Qu Mubai standing in front of him, his black tie was slightly loosened, his Adam's apple was faintly exposed,

"Ah."

It's just that during the meal, Qu Mubai let Wen Heng drink a little wine for the first time, not much, but for a person like Wen Heng who pours a glass of wine, just such a little is enough to make him dizzy.

The keyhole slammed lightly, and after two turns, he was pushed open with a sound of "I know". Wen Heng rubbed his head and entered the door. In the dark environment, he tripped over something and staggered to the wall, just in time to touch the switch. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, his eyes blurred for a while before he could see the environment clearly.

The black-and-white decoration style and the minimalist design reveal that the owner is not a troublesome person. The large floor-to-ceiling windows next to the balcony can have a panoramic view of the city lights, and even the bedroom on the right-hand side looks ordinary. The odd bathtub also has a massage function.

Ah, that's right, it was the place where the original body finally fell asleep and never woke up again.

Wen Heng wet his dry and dry lips with the tip of his tongue, watched Qu Mubai take out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the kitchen, his voice was a bit hoarse when he spoke,

"What did you bring me here for?"

"It's curfew."

Qu Mubai poured the wine and cast a glance over him.

It probably means: If you can't go back to the dormitory, I can't let you sleep on the street.

Wen Heng didn't answer, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and nestled himself on the beanbag next to him, closed his eyes, his head was still hurting, it couldn't be said that it was particularly uncomfortable, but the feeling that came back from time to time still made him unable to bear it frown.

"Would you like a drink?"

Qu Mubai handed over a goblet, and the red wine swayed slightly in it.All the headlights in the room were turned off, leaving only the small table lamp on the balcony emitting a faint light. Wen Heng took it, took a sip, squinted his eyes and looked out of the window. The red wine in the glass was drained in one gulp.

"why?"

He made a sound suddenly, but his eyes were fixed on the still brightly lit building in the distance.

"why me?"

He repeated,

"It can only be you."

The cup was placed on the table with a bang, Wen Heng raised his head, but before he could react, he was pulled up from the sofa and pressed against the window, the goblet that was not held firmly in his hand fell vertically, and the red wine spilled out , blooming a flower on the beige stall.

"It can only be you!"

It seemed that there was a ruthlessness in even the voice.

In the dark corner, the man was wearing a white silk shirt, with two buttons undone casually, revealing his imaginative collarbone and faint red roses.

He had just smoked a cigarette, so close together, there was still a faint smell of tobacco between his breaths.

Wen Heng was also a little drunk, he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, in a daze, he heard a light gasp, and then his lips were covered with warmth.

The neck was hugged by someone, and the head fell unconsciously. Following the slight tingling pain on the lower lip, the man's slightly impatient voice came,

"Open your mouth!"

Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows at [-]:[-] in the morning, the two figures were close together, there was the faint sound of water, the silver threads that came out when they parted, the man's red eyes and slightly swollen lips...

Wen Heng felt as if he had a dream. In the dream, he became the protagonist in a book. He was tortured over and over again by the male protagonist, and finally ended his life in a bathroom.

Choking, out of breath...

In the Nordic-style bedroom, the outdoor wind gently moved the curtains, and a few rays of sunlight came in through the glass, causing the man on the bed to frown, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he opened them, staring at the white ceiling in a daze .

last night……

"Um……"

The head buried in his shoulders made his neck itchy slightly, his left hand was completely numb, and even his thigh was pinned down by the person next to him, making him unable to move.

There was a "buzzing" sound under the pillow, Wen Heng reached out with his only free right hand and took out the mobile phone under the pillow, without looking at the notes, he connected directly.

"Hello? Who is it?"

Because he had just woken up, his voice was still a little hoarse, but because of his age, it revealed a milky air, which was particularly provocative.

"..."

The person on the opposite side didn't answer for a long time, which made Wen Heng a little strange.

It just so happened that his action woke up Qu Mubai next to him,

"Who?"

"do not know."

Wen Heng took the mobile phone from his ear only to realize that it was not his mobile phone, so he handed the mobile phone to Qu Mubai, watched Qu Mubai take the mobile phone, sat up from the bed, the quilt slipped off, revealing the wrinkled shirt.

Qu Mubai yawned, rubbed his temples, closed his eyes and said "Hello".

The other person didn't know what to say, so Qu Mubai replied impatiently, "Got it", then hung up the phone, and the phone was thrown at the end of the bed, and when he turned around, Wen Heng was hugged by him again.

"Sleepy."

The neck was gently rubbed by the soft hair, and Qu Mubai's uncommon coquettish voice came from his ear, muffled but sweet,

"I am so sleepy."

Wen Heng felt as if something had hit his heart, and his eyes softened a bit. He didn't expect that the strong man who is usually vigorous and vigorous has such a cute side, but in the next second, he stretched out and was ready to hug the bird lying on him. The koala's hand froze suddenly,

It's like there's an echo in my ear,

"Hold me to sleep... Teacher."