Please don't be so hard on me!

Luo Yuanhe has a goddess, but Miao Cun didn't know it before.

When he met Luo Yuanhe, Luo Yuanhe was the only one, 11 long years had passed, and Miao Cun searched through his memory, but he still couldn't find any evidence that Luo Yuanhe had a crush on anyone.

He often suspects that Mr. Luo only cares about painting.But it turns out that he actually has someone he likes, and he has liked it for a long time, and he never forgets it.

When he was gathering courage for the confession in the second year, Mr. Luo had already reunited with his sweetheart in romantic Paris after a long absence.

The soul was pulled out of the body almost immediately following these words, leaving only a heartless torso under the light, staring blankly at Luo Minghan with wide-open eyes.

"Teacher Luo..." Miao Cun said with difficulty and dreamily, "I just went to Paris for a month."

"Artists are like this," Luo Minghan said lightly, "It's normal to elope when you're emotional."

He is not talking nonsense. When he was studying in Tsinghua University, he dated Yang Yinyi, a composing junior, but he ran away with a wandering singer in New York. He directly notarized and sent him an invitation, which left him with a serious psychological shadow. , fuck - art fuckers.As soon as he was engaged in finance, he really didn't understand the passion of such people.

Luo Minghan looked at it calmly, and asked with a half smile: "Luo Yuanhe is in love, why are you so surprised? You have a crush on him?"

Of course he was joking, but Miao Cun couldn't help trembling, as if awakened from a ruined dream, and then a huge pain rushed straight up from his stomach, he retched, and stumbled into the bathroom door door, threw up on the toilet.

The severity of the incident exceeded Luo Minghan's perception, he was stunned, and quickly realized——

Damn, the old man is unreliable and gave his future boyfriend food poisoning.

"I'll take you to the hospital." He made a decisive decision, and went back to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of cold water from it, "Rinse your mouth."

Miao Cun ignored him, and there was another shocking retching, and the hand that was pulling the toilet seat was so hard that it almost twisted.Luo Minghan couldn't care about the gentleman at this moment, he lifted him up by the collar, took two tissues in his hand to wipe his mouth, but found that Miao Cun's empty eyes were wet as if he had been crying.

Luo Minghan was taken aback for a moment, and asked helplessly in a coaxing tone: "So uncomfortable? Wipe away your tears." Then he pressed the flush button with one hand, and amidst the sound of water pumping, he said calmly, "I'll take you to the hospital to see look."

Miao Cun shook his head, walked two steps like sleepwalking, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to Luo Minghan with his back: "...No, I'll be fine after a night of sleep. It's a stomach problem."

In order to prove that it was indeed a stomach problem, he squatted down, rummaged through the drawer of the TV cabinet for a while, found a tablet of medicine, and murmured: "...you'll be fine after taking it."

He does have chronic stomach problems, because his meals are irregular and rough, he forgets to sleep and eat while painting, and the most serious stomach cramps, Luo Yuanhe personally sent him to the hospital.In the pain of suffocation, Miao Cun only remembered the hand he held tightly with him all the time, and Teacher Luo never let go.

Since when did he have such unethical feelings for Luo Yuanhe?In the beginning, he was his elder brother Luo, and later became Teacher Luo, but in the final analysis, he was a lifesaver who was like a brother, like a father, like a friend, and the person who really changed Miao Cun's life.

If someone tells Miao Cun that you are not love, but a kind of dependent empathy, Miao Cun will say that you don't understand anything.

Luo Minghan watched him go into the bedroom while swallowing the medicine lightly, fell on the bed, and let out a dull thud.

I always feel that if I leave it alone, people will die, but he has a business trip to Shanghai the next day, and he has a flight at [-] o'clock in the morning, and he has plans to go through at night, so he really can't stay here—not to mention, it's just a futuristic toy. , it is not enough for him to delay work and change his schedule.

Luo Minghan has a steelyard in his heart, and the weight is firmly on the other side of his career. Don't think about delaying his earning money when the king of heaven comes.

He left water in Miao Cun's bedside table, and carefully helped him set the alarm for tomorrow morning, then turned on the air conditioner for him, adjusted the temperature and covered him with a quilt—he was a benevolent, truly benevolent person.

When the door was closed, the European Xiongfeng's roommate happened to come down from upstairs. The two looked at each other for a while, and Luo Minghan coughed: "He is sick, you should be more careful."

The roommate shrugged: "He often has stomach pains, so you don't have to be nervous."

Luo Minghan heaved a sigh of relief, loosened his tie again, and before going out, turned back and handed him his business card: "If he needs anything, call me anytime."

The roommate slapped it under the magnet, "Noproblem."

The bitter wind and rain outside was simply a mockery of Luo Minghan's long pursuit.

He drove [-] kilometers home, took a hot shower and made plans, and when he turned off the lights in the early morning, Luo Minghan thought uncontrollably for a second.

The window period is too long, making myself look like a pervert who has never seen the world.

It took 45 minutes to drive to the airport, and we set off at dawn.Luo Minghan was very time conscious and didn't keep the driver waiting for too long.The assistant was already waiting in the co-pilot, and handed him today's agenda with the client: "Boss Luo."

Holding the coffee, Luo Minghan said "um", his eyes entered the working state earlier than his brain.

At the airport, the assistant checked in, and Luo Minghan received an unfamiliar call.

"brother."

The other party spoke unproficient Mandarin, Luo Minghan looked puzzled, where did he come from an African buddy?

"I'm Miao Miao's roommate." The other party said, "You are the one..." Fuck it, Luo Minghan knows both of them by just three words.

Luo Minghan walked him down the steps: "I am, what's wrong?"

"Miao Miao has a fever, can you come and take him to the hospital? I have morning classes."

The other party's tone was taken for granted, Luo Minghan couldn't walk away, and told him: "Look for his counselor, or a classmate."

"Well," said the roommate while pulling out the thermometer from under Miao Cun's tongue, "he is unconscious now, I can only contact you, 39 o'clock, cool."

The assistant stared at the time, while watching Luo Minghan helplessly kept silent on the phone.

"Call an ambulance." Luo Minghan said, he couldn't even think about it. The other party was a foreigner, and he couldn't figure out how to sign, draw, deposit and pay the money at the hospital.

He paced and turned around in a distracted manner. He glanced at the assistant from the corner of his eye, waved at her, covered his phone and said to her, "Don't go, help me with a private matter."

The company does not support idle people, and there are business and technical positions from top to bottom, and only the assistant is the most "idle". All in all, she takes care of things that are not under the business management.

The assistant is stupid.Don't, don't go to the door of his apartment again and bombard your ex-boyfriend with the excuse of calling 110 to report burglary?

"My partner has a fever, find a doctor for him," Luo Minghan said concisely, "Don't let him die before tomorrow night."

The assistant took a deep breath and smiled: "...Okay."

Taking the address and driving there, the roommate rushed to the morning class, and pressed the access control card under the carpet.Miao Cun was so feverish that he passed out. He was flushed under the quilt, his closed eyes looked very painful, and he was talking nonsense.

The assistant listened for a while, and it turned out that his name was "Brother Luo".

If you want to say that Mr. Luo is not good at this point, just play for fun, always make the other party feel affectionate, and it will not end well in the end.

The private doctor arrived shortly thereafter, with a well-equipped medical kit and stethoscope.The burning was severe, but it would not be burned to death like Luo Minghan was worried about.

Antipyretics and glucose were used together. The assistant sat on the edge of the bed and took a nap for a while, but did not hear the sound of the engine at the door. When the boss appeared at the door, she shivered, wearing eight centimeter high heels, and stood at attention——

"Boss Luo Luo Luo Luo Luo?"

"Straighten your tongue before speaking."

"How did you come back?! Where's the plane?!"

Luo Minghan looked at the idiot's eyes: "Go to Shanghai."

"No—" The assistant was shocked for a while, the phone buzzed and vibrated, and he opened it to see, well, it turned out that the client temporarily canceled the meeting.

She was frightened to death, thinking that Luo Minghan quit his job because of a relationship, but that was really shocking, Huang Shiren's money wasted—it's a dog.

Luo Minghan bent down, not treating himself as an outsider at all, and stroked Miao Cun's forehead with his hands, with affectionate and worried eyes: "He won't take care of himself."

The assistant burst into tears, believing in his love for the first time.

·

When Miao Cun woke up from the infusion, he found that he was not in the hospital, because the hospital did not have such a good ceiling, let alone such a good lamp.The lamp looked nice, but it was not turned on, only a bedside lamp was lit, covering everything tough and elegant.

It looked like a man's house.

My mushy head can't evoke any memories, I only know that what I repeatedly dream about are Luo Yuanhe and his girlfriend, his girlfriend is so beautiful.

Miao Cun opened his eyes, lay there with a blank head for two seconds, and sat up with difficulty.

It hurts everywhere, from bones to muscles, there is no place that does not hurt.Barefoot on the ground, his legs were so soft that he almost knelt down.He pursed the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, he was so ill, he was really promising.

The bedroom is clearly the master bedroom, with a strong atmosphere of the master, and every item tells the strong taste of the private area.

Miao Cun couldn't think of who it was. When he turned the doorknob, the sunlight in the living room fell into his eyes. He saw a figure from the back, tall and long-legged, with a shirt tucked into trousers, outlining a perfect figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.He was on the phone, his voice was so low that Miao Cun couldn't hear him clearly, but the side face against the light was fatally familiar——

"Brother Luo?" Miao Cun gently supported the wall, with a dreamy tone.

How many days has he been on fire?Is it enough for Luo Yuanhe to fly back from France?Are you back? Are you still leaving?

The man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window turned around after a pause—Luo Minghan hung up the phone and smiled at Miao Cun: "Are you awake?"

As soon as he heard his voice, Miao Cun woke up from his dream.

"It's you." His tone became flat, with inexplicable disappointment.

Luo Minghan didn't see it that way.

He felt that this little liar could really play hard to get.

When he hugged him back, he tightly held onto his neckline and did not let go, and Brother Luo, who was yelling loudly, also fell into a coma.Now that I am awake, I know that I am a stranger with a cold face.

Luo Minghan was very interesting about the speed of his face-changing, and admitted that Miao Cun's clumsy playing hard to get had some effect.

His heart was itching again, recalling the touch of touching his skin from his fingertips, it was hot and delicate, making people want to hold his legs, pinch his arches, scream beautifully, and do something evil.

Miao Cun found that he had changed into his pajamas, and his body was very dry. Doubt appeared on his weak face: "You...you helped me change my clothes?"

Luo Minghan got cheap and pretended to be a gentleman: "I sweated, so I wiped it off for you."

Miao Cun moved his lips but didn't make a sound, but Luo Minghan knew he was cursing.

Luo Minghan laughed out loud: "What are you scolding me for? I am your savior." He walked towards Miao Cun, looked at him with eyes that Miao Cun could not understand, and coaxed him, "I came back from the airport for you Yes, the world's top [-] customers are not as good as you with a high fever, so you scold me like that?"

Miao Cun couldn't help but took a step back, his back against the wall, and he became nervous: "I don't know what you're talking about,...I don't know you well."

Luo Minghan put one arm by Miao Cun's ear with ease, and looked down at Miao Cun condescendingly, intimately and aggressively: "Are we really unfamiliar?"

Miao Cun's heart was at its peak at this moment.

He didn't deliberately conceal his relationship with Luo Yuanhe, but when he admitted the wrong person, he didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively denied that he knew Luo Yuanhe—a wrong beginning, which made Miao Cun lose the best opportunity to confess.

He didn't want Luo Minghan to know the truth at that time, and when chatting with his younger brother, he said that he didn't dare to go in outside the banquet hall - Mr. Luo was very smart, and he would immediately understand the reason for his hesitant retreat.

Then, he will finally understand all the dirty things in his heart.

Now that Mr. Luo has a girlfriend, it is absolutely impossible for Miao Cun to destroy him and disturb him. All secret desires will always be kept in his heart. He just wants to be Luo Yuanhe's student for the rest of his life—and once this abnormal love is discovered, he will There will be no possibility of getting along with Luo Yuanhe again.

Luo Minghan had a panoramic view of his nervousness, thinking that he was afraid to face himself, and his tone was even more gentle and gentle: "We don't know each other well, but you have a fever and talk nonsense, and you called me dozens of times because of Brother Luo."

With a loud bang, Miao Cun was stunned in fright.

Did he find it? !

He didn't even realize how close Luo Minghan's face was to his at the moment, it was so close that it was abnormal.It wasn't until he breathed Luo Minghan's breath, until he raised his eyes and fell into Luo Minghan's eyes, that Miao Cun became nervous belatedly, and swallowed: "You, you misunderstood."

Misunderstood outrageously.

Luo Minghan turned his face sideways, and stared at Miao Cun for a moment while sniffing and sniffing: "Really?"

Miao Cun felt relieved, and the student said angrily and seriously: "Yes, you misheard—"

Luo Minghan smiled softly, lowered his face, and sealed his innocent explanation with his lips after two seconds.

It was as if my heart was tied to a rock and fell straight into the boundless abyss, then suddenly lifted lightly and rose to the very light clouds.Miao Cun saw Luo Minghan's face.

Exactly the same face as Luo Yuanhe.

Such a face kissed him affectionately and tenderly, his eyes were wide open, his back was pressed against the wall, and he even forgot to breathe.

Luo Minghan just kissed him for a while, his lips touched, so pure that he didn't even stick out his tongue.He withdrew from the kiss, touched Miao Cun's light blue eyes with his fingertips, and whispered like a beast: "I first learned yesterday that kissing someone with a fever feels like this."