I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

"why not……"

The corner of the mouth was suddenly kissed, and the breath was taken away in an instant, with a vicious force, between you and me, the lips and teeth were filled with the smell of blood.

Like watching flowers, Wen Heng skipped scenes with Qu Mubai in front of his eyes, and suddenly caught one of them, his eyes widened instantly,

"I've been in love."

",in London."

"teacher……"

"Wen Heng..."

……

It's him!

The teacher is him, the lover is him, the substitute is him, and Bai Yueguang is also him!

The crowds coming and going in the square, singing and dancing with the music around them, accompanied by the fireworks above their heads, were laughing and laughing, so lively. On the other side of the Thames, in front of the quiet church, a pair of lovers embraced tightly Together.

"wait for me!"

Wen Heng kissed the corner of Qu Mubai's eyes, "Trust me, we will meet again."

"..."

Before I had time to speak, I saw the space in front of me gradually distort. The boy who was still kissing me in the last second seemed to be shattered in the next second, and slowly dissipated in the air, like a gust of wind. It's all gone.

Qu Mubai stretched out his hand and grabbed it twice in the void, finally lowered his arm weakly, stood there for a while, then suddenly bent down, put his hands on his knees, breathed vigorously as if he had run for several kilometers, his body couldn't bear it. Trembling continuously, one after another, something slipped out of the eye socket, fell to the ground, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

You're the best, don't let me down!

……

I thought I was the person who traveled through the book, but over and over again, who is the person who reads the book and who is the person in the book.

It was like a flat boat in the sea, drifting and flickering, heading towards the only light in the darkness.

In the spotless ward, the white curtains were drawn to both sides of the window, and the warm sunlight shone through the transparent glass window on the face of the boy lying on the bed, creating a softness.

The crow-feather eyelashes trembled twice, and the eyes slowly opened. There was still a bit of confusion in the eyes that had just woken up. Wen Heng wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but unexpectedly pulled the The drip shook for a while, Wen Heng hurriedly used the other hand to stabilize it, and now he was so awake that he didn't need to rub his eyes anymore.

There was no one around, and the mobile phone on the side cabinet showed that it was past twelve noon. He got up and raised the front half of the bed, half leaned on the bed, and licked his moist lips. Someone was taking good care of him when he was unconscious.

Probably because he hadn't eaten for a long time, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, Wen Heng pressed his stomach a few times, looked at the fruit basket on the side cabinet, stared at it for a while, and took out an orange from it.

Qu Mubai pushed open the door, and this is what greeted his eyes:

The pale young man was half leaning on the bed, slowly peeling the orange in his hand, his transparent white fingers picked the white strands off the orange petals one by one, when he heard the door knock, he raised his head, his eyes met the one standing at the door Qu Mubai bumped into each other.

Different from the disbelief in Qu Mubai's eyes, Wen Heng smiled, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to melt water, and he greeted as if nothing had happened.

"You're here."

You're here.

Three words, turned on the switch of Qu Mubai who was stunned at the door, suppressed the emotions that were about to erupt, Qu Mubai cleared his throat and entered the door, closed the door softly,

"you……"

After he said a word, he didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that he would be sobbing as soon as he uttered it, his whole body was like a hedgehog under attack, he stood by the window, far away from Wen Heng, as if he was afraid of offending someone, waited for him for a while After finally calming down, I spoke again.

"you're awake."

"Well, I'm awake." Smiling, Wen Heng put the peeled orange petals into his mouth, with a little force on his teeth, the sweet juice immediately filled the entire mouth, "Aren't you going to sit down?"

"...don't sit down now." Qu Mubai pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, and said in an inexplicably businesslike tone, "Is there something uncomfortable? Why don't you eat for such a long time?" Stop eating, wait a minute, I just called the doctor, and they will be here right away."

It's just that he kept talking, Wen Heng stared at him, his thoughts gradually flew farther and farther, looking at the glasses on the high bridge of his nose, he guessed that he probably just rushed over from the company, and he didn't even take off his glasses in a hurry.

Qu Mubai didn't know that the look of the boy in front of him had drifted to the Atlantic Ocean, his face was expressionless, his tone was alienated, and he planned Wen Heng's next activities word by word.

"...Okay." Wen Heng smiled and agreed. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps at the door of the ward. A polite doctor came in. First, he checked Wen Heng's pupils and heart briefly, and then took Wen Heng with him. Went to each department for detailed examination.

It was two hours later that Wen Heng returned to the room again, took the unpeeled orange in his hand again, lowered his eyes, as if all his attention was on the orange in his hand.

Qu Mubai next to him didn't speak, and sat on the sofa beside him, frowning at the phone, not knowing what he was looking at, and the whole ward was silent.

"Eat oranges?"

The sudden sound made Qu Mubai look up. The people on the hospital bed hadn't fully recovered, and even their lips were not as bloody. He took the orange that Wen Heng handed over and put it in his mouth, suddenly speechless to himself to the extreme.

What are you fussing about right now? !

Qu Mubai was secretly annoyed, but Wen Heng, who was half leaning on the bed, didn't know it, his gaze skipped over the man's brows and eyes, he was a little less childish, a little more fierce, and even his temper became calmer and more restrained. The enthusiastic and wild teenager seems to stay in London in June forever.

……

He raised his eyes to look out the window, and found that the weather that was fine just now had turned dark, and the trees by the street were shivering in the cold wind, as if in the room, people could feel the biting chill.

"It's winter."

Obviously last second he was still in London in spring...

Wen Heng's words made Qu Mubai look back out of the window, there seemed to be a little snowflakes in the sky, he nodded, echoing Wen Heng,

"Ah."

As if opening a chatterbox, Wen Heng pointed to the glasses on the bridge of his nose,

"Have you always carried it?"

"No." Qu Mubai reached out to take off his glasses, "I had a temporary meeting before getting off work today, I'm afraid it will be late..."

He didn't say the latter words, but Wen Heng also knew, "He's pretty handsome."

"Ok?"

"I said you look handsome with glasses, and you're also handsome without glasses. I... like both."

The sudden confession made Qu Mubai a little confused, "You..."

"Are you going to stay with me in the hospital tonight?"

"……it is good."

Probably because Wen Heng stayed overnight when he was in a coma, Qu Mubai pulled out a suitcase from under the hospital bed, took out his toiletries, and went into the bathroom.

Wen Heng was lying on the hospital bed staring at the ceiling in a daze, his head was in a mess, how can I put it, people will grow up, but he still hoped that Qu Mubai could show his true personality in front of him, listening to the pattering noise in the bathroom The sound of water, Wen Heng suddenly wanted to laugh, many things suddenly made sense after going through such an experience.

When he was young, Qu Mubai was like a small cannon, a battle that ignited at the slightest touch, many things were outspoken, happy and unhappy were all displayed on his face, probably because he was proud of being favored, confident, and when he was unhappy, he would Moaning and chirping on Wen Heng's body, until Wen Heng softly coaxed him and kissed him a few times, he would be happy again, because he knew that no matter what, Wen Heng would always be by his side.

As an adult, Qu Mubai, facing Wen Heng who doesn't remember himself, should be more afraid of losing him again. Obviously, when the two met for the first time, they were like old friends. How come after a few years, he is like an old friend? He doesn't know himself anymore, so he doesn't dare to show his emotions too much. Even if he gets angry, he just puts it in his stomach and digests it alone.

It's still a sense of security.

The immature Wenheng met the mature and stable Qu Mubai, and the young Qu Mubai met the grown-up Wenheng, going round and round, back and forth, and in the end, it was you.

Wen Heng thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a sentence: good fortune makes people.

Probably Yuelao made a big circle around the marriage line to make the love between the two of them so hard-won.

The sound of the water in the bathroom gradually died down, and with a "click", the mist rushed out from the inside, and Qu Mubai came out wrapped in a black-gray bathrobe. , the whole person was translucently white, and the sharp eyebrows and eyes were even more indifferent. He wiped his hair with a towel twice, and looked at Wen Heng on the bed with some hesitation.

In fact, there is a bed next to it for the escort to rest on, but...

Just when he was struggling, Wen Heng moved to the side, patted the empty seat beside him,

"Come here, kid."

In a word, like a switch, it turned on the person who was stunned at the door of the bathroom,

"You..." Why did you call me a kid?

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to ask, Wen Heng saw his doubts, smiled and patted the empty seat next to him,

"Come here quickly, these two steps shouldn't trip you up, right?"

stumble?

In the blink of an eye, the kiss in the movie theater that year seemed to be skipped in front of my eyes...

"You...remember."

"Yes, but not." Wen Heng didn't know how to explain to him.

But it seemed that there was no need to explain, the person beside the bed had already flown over and got under the quilt, with wet hair on Wen Heng's shoulders, his hands tightly hugging the person beside him.

"you you…"

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what else to say, he could only express his excitement with his arms that were getting tighter and tighter.

Wen Heng didn't speak, but slowly stroked his head for a long while...

"Are you in such a hurry to send me away?"

He couldn't breathe anymore, so he tugged at the hands on his back,

"Give up! I'm going to be strangled to death by you."

"...It's just right to strangle you." Qu Mubai rolled his eyes, with harsh words on his lips, but he still let go of him.

The two of them lay quietly for a while, and then, after hearing a lot of things and being critical, Heng patted Qu Mubai next to him again,

"Go and blow dry your hair, it's not too wet."

The pillows were mostly wet.

"...don't go!"

Things fine.

Qu Mubai lay motionless on the bed, and Wen Heng lay there for a while, feeling the moisture next to his cheek, and finally pulled him up unbearably,

"I'll blow it for you."

Dragging his sick body out of the bathroom, Wen Heng asked Qu Mubai to lie on his lap, blowing his hair without complaint, the mid-range hair dryer, neither too cold nor too hot,

Qu Mubai closed his eyes, feeling the cool fingertips passing through his hair, listening to the "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer in his ear, when he was drowsy, he suddenly heard the ringing of the mobile phone beside the bed, he stretched out his hand Taking it over and looking at the screen, the emotions in the pair of black eyes were obscure,

"Hey, Mom."