keep running, i won't break your legs

come in.

This reason is really lame. After complaining like this, Qin Siyuan still walked a few steps forward and closed the door.

Chen Ming naturally went to hold his hand, but he avoided it without a trace.

"Xiao Yuan." He pursed his mouth sadly, his nasal voice was still a bit heavy, it sounded like he was being bullied somehow.

35. Do it

Qin Siyuan was quite uncomfortable, a bit of a jerk who couldn't resist acting like a baby.

With a tight handsome face, he walked around him and walked to the living room to sit down, with the attitude of a master.

Chen Ming has a little obsession with cleanliness, staring at him entering his room without changing his shoes, he still resisted the urge to tell him to change his shoes, in case he left in a fit of anger, the loss outweighed the gain.

"What are you going to talk about?"

Qin Siyuan shook his legs impatiently, but he was actually a little nervous.

Now that his identity has been exposed, he hasn't figured out a countermeasure yet. He thought that at least he could hide it for a while longer. After that day, he even thought that the two of them would never meet again in this lifetime.

On the contrary, Chen Ming took the initiative to come to the door again and again, but slipped away quietly again and again. Do you really think he has a good temper?

Thinking of this, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and he just wanted to hit that bastard.

Sensing the knife-like gaze behind him, Chen Ming trembled his hand pouring the coffee and almost spilled it.

When he took the two cups of coffee, Qin Siyuan ruthlessly refused.

"If you don't drink, you are not allowed to drink."

"Why?" He endured the headache and worked so hard for this.

Qin Siyuan gave him a disgusted look.

"Drink coffee when you have a cold."

The words were not harsh, Chen Ming smiled softly, this kid will still care about people.

It's not that he doesn't know that he can't drink coffee when he has a cold, but he can't cheer up now, so he can only rely on this.

"I told you not to drink! Do you have to beat you up before you stop?"

Qin Siyuan uttered a long passage, feeling very bad, snatched the coffee that Chen Ming handed to his mouth, hesitated again and again, but still didn't throw it directly into the trash can.

Why did that quiet little boy back then grow crooked?Become so cranky?

Thinking of this, Chen Ming felt that he was cuter, and the smile on his face never came down.

"Laughing fart, if you have something to say, hurry up."

No matter how irritable Qin Siyuan was, Chen Ming looked at him and found him extremely cute. He sat on the sofa and was very close to him.

Qin Siyuan got goosebumps all over the ground, and immediately moved his butt to the side.

Chen Ming relentlessly followed.

It wasn't until Qin Siyuan almost fell off the sofa that he suddenly realized: "Xiaoyuan, why did you get to the side of the sofa?"

This bastard changed sex today?What's the matter, annoying.

He frowned and asked seriously, "Are you sick?"

Chen Ming generously admitted: "Yes, Doctor Qin, please take a look for me."

"Don't look, get out."

Chen Ming pulled him to talk about some things, and it was almost early morning, and if he didn't leave, he wouldn't even be able to go back to the dormitory.

"Are you finished, I'm leaving."

Qin Siyuan rubbed his neck irritably, the pain was tight.

"It's time, where can you go?"

He doesn't want to go back to school, does he?Are you going to live in a hotel?

"Don't worry about it."

With that said, Qin Siyuan stood up and made a gesture to leave.

Chen Ming pulled him back with such force that he didn't look like a sick person at all.

"Are you sick or not?!"

"Yes, Doctor Qin, please."

Qin Siyuan didn't say a word, and if he continued speaking, he would still be at a disadvantage.

"You can make do with me tonight. You just graduated and haven't found a place to live yet, right? And from your looks, it seems that you don't plan to go back to City A."

As long as he did the analysis questions, he was still the calm and self-sufficient Chen Ming.

Qin Siyuan's "I want you to take care of me" hadn't blurted out yet, Chen Ming stood up one step ahead of him, and then said, "I'll find you a set of pajamas, you can stay with me today, and you should thank you for taking care of me for a day .”

Without giving him a chance to refuse, Chen Ming strode into the bedroom.

Qin Siyuan is definitely not a very obedient person. As soon as Chen Ming left, he immediately walked to the door, but the door handle couldn't be turned.

During the struggle with the doorknob, Qin Siyuan accidentally broke it off and was stunned.

Just at this moment, Chen Ming found his clothes and came out, and as expected, he saw that tall figure "looking at the wall and thinking about his mistakes".

"Xiao Yuan, what are you doing?" He suppressed a smile.

Qin Siyuan turned around, hid his hands behind his back, pretended nothing happened, and replied calmly: "It's nothing."

"Oh." Chen Ming didn't dare to say too much, for fear that the laughter would be too obvious and make him unhappy.

Of course, the doorknob was his hand and foot, so it was well prepared.

"Go take a shower."

He pulled the man to the door of the bathroom and pushed him in without any explanation.

Qin Siyuan stood under the shower with a bathrobe in his hand, neither advancing nor retreating. Under normal circumstances, he should be lying on the bed in the dormitory right now with insomnia.

"Hurry up, I have to wash it too, I'm so sleepy." Chen Ming yawned, looked at the cold coffee on the table, but still didn't move.

A few minutes later, Qin Siyuan came out, braving the heat all over his body, and covered himself tightly with a bathrobe, exposing half of his calf.

Chen Ming wanted to laugh, is he that anxious person?

"finished Wash."

He's uncomfortable again, the bastard doesn't want his eyes anymore, does he?

"OK."

Although he has a cold and cough, it doesn't affect his determination to be cool.

So much so that when he came out wearing a thin bath towel, he sneezed three times in a row.

He muttered, "Who's calling me?"

"Are you sick?!"

Hearing the sound, he raised his head and saw Qin Siyuan coming over angrily, holding a thin quilt he didn't know where to find in his hand, and wrapping it around him.

"Yes, Doctor Qin, I'm sick."

Qin Siyuan frowned: "Take medicine when you are sick." None of his business.

Chen Ming smiled secretly, held his cold hand behind his back, and led him to the bedroom, he couldn't help it a little bit, such a duplicitous Xiao Yuan, a child who tolerated him so much alone.

His bedroom is also very simple, with only a big bed and a computer desk. The curtains are opened to see the splendor outside, but now he doesn't want to look at those, because the person in front of him is more beautiful.

Sitting on the bed, Qin Siyuan couldn't figure out what this bastard was trying to do. He thought he was trying to explain what happened eight years ago, but he kept avoiding it.

Chen Ming drew up the curtains, turned the lights to the darkest, and approached him step by step.

"Xiao Yuan," he bowed down, cupped his face, and asked sincerely, "Do you hate me?"

"Get your hands away." Qin Siyuan avoided his scorching gaze and wanted to slap his hands away.

"Answer me, Xiaoyuan." Chen Ming remained motionless.

If he really hated him. . . . . .

"hatred."

Before Chen Ming also blackened, Qin Siyuan went on to say: "I used to hate."

He felt that it was time to face up to his feelings, but since he asked so, he should be prepared to be "revenged" by him.

Chen Ming asked almost eagerly, "What about now?"

Qin Siyuan glanced at him: "I can't afford to argue with a sick person."

A simple sentence hides a deep meaning, which is the greatest salvation for Chen Ming.

In the past eight years, he has had a bad life, with his hands and feet tied up, and he was taught all kinds of etiquette. He looks bright and beautiful, but in fact he is just a canary kept in an iron cage.

No one cares whether he is happy or not, they just want to see if he is useful.

He misses the little boy in the small town all the time. Eight years later, although it is somewhat different from what he imagined, his child still left a bright place for himself.

"Xiao Yuan."

He sighed softly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Qin Siyuan blushed quietly, pretending to be forceful and said: "What are you doing?"

Chen Mingxie laughed, "Go ahead."

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37. Chen Ming is in danger

The next morning, Qin Siyuan sat up from the messy sheets in a daze, and only remembered the joy of last night when he saw Chen Ming sleeping soundly on one side.

"asshole."

He rubbed his sore forehead, got off the bed without hesitation, put on his shoes and left.

Chen Ming only woke up when her security door rang a hundred and eighty times, and the first thing she said when she woke up was to lament that she hadn't slept so well in a long time.

Because the doorbell kept ringing and ringing, he didn't immediately notice that there was no one in the house.

"Chen Ming! Are you at home, kid?"

"It's coming, don't rush."

Although he knew what big problems he might face next, he still found himself a set of clean clothes and put them on slowly.

"hurry up!"

Shao Feng has one head and two big ones, can this old man save him some trouble.

"what's up?"

Chen Ming opened the door and saw the sweat on his head.

"What's the matter? The chairman of Xinyu Company invited you to dinner last week, did you forget?"

"Huh? When?"

"after an hour."

Chen Ming glanced back at the mess in the room, then said to Shao Feng without interest: "I see."

He knew what was strange, that there was a missing person.

Tsk, pull the X to be ruthless.

"What's wrong with you? It doesn't look right."

Chen Ming rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "I'm still a patient."

Oh yes, he had such a bad fever yesterday.

Shao Feng suddenly realized his conscience: "Then what, if you are still sick, don't go."

"Not going?" Chen Ming smiled and shut him out, "If you don't go, you will die."

He tidied himself hastily, and didn't have time to call Qin Siyuan to ask for clarification. Even the room was still messy, filled with his smell.

Thanks to last night's strenuous activity, his cold is much better, and he walks with a slight limp.

"Are you sprained?"

Shao Feng glanced at his legs with concern, Chen Ming followed the trend,