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When Xia Wangchuan rushed to the hospital and saw Mu Lin, he was a little surprised.
Because he was used to Mu Lin, who always had a snarky look on his face, was strong, and ranked first in Miaoxiang Town whether he was drinking or driving with girls.
And the young master now, with his hair shaved off, his face smeared with lotion, and his body covered with gauze, at first glance looked like a young monk who failed in a martial arts contest.
And those who also felt surprised included the young monk who was covered in wounds and grinning.
Seeing the dusty Xia Wangchuan walking into the ward, he was stunned for five seconds and almost blurted out, "Uncle, you are in the wrong room!"
When he recognized that the old man with an old-fashioned haircut and glasses covering his face turned out to be his brother Xia Wangchuan, Mu Lin laughed, but he stretched the wound on his face and grinned again.
"My dear, brother, is this you? Who the hell designed your look? Let me know that you can't take care of yourself without me beating him. This is too damn ugly!"
Xia Wangchuan sat beside his bed and looked up and down at his bandaged brother, "Okay, no matter how ugly I am, I can't compare to your bald and strong look. Look, there's nothing good about me anymore. Turn over." Isn¡¯t that okay?¡±
He gently touched the uninjured part of his brother's arm and said, "I have never been honest since I was a child, but I can be considered a good boy this time."
Mu Lin snorted, "Don't say this in front of my brothers, otherwise they will laugh at me for two and a half months."
When Xia Wangchuan entered the room, there were two young boys in the room who often followed Mu Lin. They seemed to be taking care of him here. When they saw his brother come in, they exchanged a few words and went to the corridor. Smoking.
"Brother, why are you wearing glasses? You're not nearsighted. Take them off quickly. You still don't know that I'm the most annoying person in my life who wears glasses and people with pigtails. Hurry up!"
Xia Wangchuan looked at his younger brother who was still handsome despite the wounds on his face and bald head. He shook his head helplessly and took off his glasses.
He secretly thought in his heart that he was worthy of being born in the belly of a mother. From Qiu Jiyan to Mu Lin, for some reason, they never liked seeing others wearing glasses since they were young.
"By the way, speaking of pigtails, I still want to ask you, classmate Mu Lin, who is known as the strongest man in Xichuan, how come you are so seriously injured and there is no aunt with pigtails to take care of you? What can two raw melons and eggs do? Can they take good care of you?"
Listening to his elder brother¡¯s teasing with a Northwest accent, Mu Lin frowned, ¡°Damn, I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, I¡¯ve become less and less interested in my mother-in-law recently!
Xia Wangchuan glanced at him, "You must have played too much. Who told you that you don't know any restraint? I have long told you to find a girl and make good friends. There is no one like you. You have only known how to change girls for eight generations." My friend, you are not young anymore, so you should calm down as soon as possible."
Mu Lin looked him up and down, "I'm not young anymore? What about you! If you just have a softer face and a slimmer waist, you can't stand it anymore, you're already twenty-eight! By the way, brother, There's no one here right now, tell me, is there anyone you like in Beijing?"
Mu Lin knew that Xia Wangchuan liked men even earlier than his father. But until the elder brother insisted on leaving Miaoxiang Town and going to Beijing to develop, the two brothers did not talk much about this matter.
Because Mu Lin, who has always been very happy with women, doesn't know what to talk about this topic with his brother who likes men.
At this moment, it was rare for him to chat quietly. Facing his brother who came back from thousands of miles away to visit him, he suddenly wanted to say something from his heart.
Xia Wangchuan was startled for a moment. He didn't expect his brother to ask so directly. But it's not surprising, this kid has such a straightforward temper.
"So there is."
Mu Lin's eyes widened, "Holy crap, that's true! What, you bring him back, I'll check it for you, drink with him for half the night, and keep him true to you and fake Pour it out for him!"
Xia Wangchuan: ""
Drinking for half the night? Oh my god, instead of pretending that he is really good to me, I can appreciate how Qiu Jiyan behaves like a gangster to your brother and me.
Looking at his brother who was a little embarrassed to answer, for some reason, Mu Lin also had an embarrassed expression on his face.
"Brother, let me tell you something. Don't laugh at me. You said I don't know what's wrong with me recently. It's been almost two months since the beginning of summer. I get annoyed when I think about women. I'd rather do it by myself. I'm too lazy to find a good partner, am I sick?"
Xia Wangchuan felt "Gedeng" in his heartThe progress here in Zhenzhen was very tight, and the three of them had to stay up late every night, so they only occasionally sent messages and chatted with Xia Wangchuan, which could not relieve the pain of lovesickness at all.
That¡¯s right, Qiu Jiyan. Young Master Qiu found that he really missed that person far away in the Northwest.
Especially, it¡¯s midnight in a foreign land.
He stood upright in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room. Outside was the Pearl of the South, which became more and more beautiful as the night went on. There were bright lights and people coming and going, and there was no silence at all like midnight.
Among the many buildings nearby, whether they are houses or hotels, most of them are still lit with lights and mottled figures.
Under every lamp, there may be a soft big bed just like behind you.
And on that bed, perhaps the unique romance and madness of urban men and women are being performed.
Rather than being like myself, I can only hold the soft pillow and imagine that person and those hands.
He checked the time on his phone, and it was indeed a bit late. Xia Wangchuan had a hard time taking care of his younger brother, and he might have gone to bed early, but what should he do? Now, he just wants to hear his voice.
¡°In the past, Qiu Jiyan, who had super control, would have turned off his cell phone, done a hundred push-ups on the floor, and then taken a shower and slept.
But now, his eyes were on the mobile phone in his palm, looking at it again and again.
As if knowing something, the cell phone on the palm of my hand suddenly rang.
Qiu Jiyan felt his heart suddenly jump up, and the caller ID on the screen really read "Xia".
He answered the phone without saying a word.
"It's great to pick up the call so quickly. I'm still awake as expected."
Xia Wangchuan on the other side of the phone was worried that Qiu Jiyan might have gone to bed at this time, and there was a sense of relief in his tone.
"I didn't sleepI missed you."
Qiu Jiyan hesitated for half a second, and then said those three words.
Thinking about someone may be the most common expression between people who love and like each other, but for Qiu Jiyan, it is not an expression he is good at.
But just because he¡¯s not good at it doesn¡¯t mean he doesn¡¯t know how to do it.
In fact, for Xia Wangchuan, who has had more and more contact with Qiu Jiyan, he now feels that although Qiu Jiyan can get a lot of things when he is drunk, he can do it very hard when he is sober.
It¡¯s just that this person is too good at hiding and controlling himself.
So Xia Wangchuan knew that sometimes, what he had to do was to provoke the person who suppressed him at the right time.
"Where did you miss me?"
Xia Wangchuan's voice seemed to ripple inexplicably on the radio waves in the night.
Qiu Jiyan: ¡°¡¡¡¡¡±
What is this for? In the middle of the night, knowing that your man is sleeping alone in a foreign land, you still don't let me go, stirring up a fire, and you can't put out the fire. Do you want to force me to be self-reliant while thinking about you?
¡°I can¡¯t tell you what I was thinking about? That¡¯s just because I didn¡¯t think about it¡sigh.¡±
Xia Wangchuan in the receiver sighed softly, and the sound was transmitted through the radio waves, as if a small brush had gently scratched the apex of Qiu Jiyan's heart, causing an indescribable tingling.
"You know it all."
Qiu Jiyan¡¯s deep voice seemed a little hoarse.
"I want to hear what you saywhere are you"
Damn it! Qiu Jiyan felt as if a fire had been lit in his throat, which was dry and astringent.
Xia Wangchuan was too drunk today, right? His ecstatic tone and hesitant attitude were not the same as when he usually flirted with himself.
Qiu Jiyan's eyes narrowed and he slowly walked to the bed and lay down.
"Okay, let's start the video, and I'll point out to you one by one on your body where I miss you"
Xia Wangchuan: ""
Qiu Jiyan: "Come on, now!"
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Some people are fake five times a night, such as someone¡¯s brother-in-law.
It is true that some people do it 5 times a night, such as someone¡¯s younger brother.
Then what if the real and fake Wujilang collided. . . . . . My mom, does that generation still matter? Anyway, I won¡¯t discuss it.
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