Liang Su Nian’s kiss was very hot.
Perhaps it was because it was a rebound after endurance reached a critical point, and it was not what Xie Jiaran had taken for granted as tenderness and tenderness, but rather impatience, force, and even a bit of roughness.
He held his chin with one hand, firmly pressing it so that all he could smell and feel was his scent.
But Xie Jiaran never felt so comfortable.
It's as if every inch of skin on the body, every vein beneath the surface of the skin, every drop of blood, and every cell have received immense satisfaction, so full that they are about to overflow.
Most of his strength was gone, and his hands slid down to his shoulders again. His fingertips could no longer bear it and dug into his skin, leaving a visible indentation.
He wanted to resist but had no strength to do so; he just held his head high and accepted everything he gave him.
It was not until he could breathe and his breathing became unbearable that he dodged a little.
Their rapid breathing intertwined in the air, they looked into each other's eyes, and neither of them let go because of the interruption of the kiss.
Xie Jiaran was almost obsessed with the way Liang Sunian looked at him at that moment.
The amber eyes were as clear as ever, suppressing the instinctive impulses and hiding the truest desires.
All this is because of him.
Xie Jiaran closed his eyes dizzily and kissed her again.
This time, he even needed to seduce her again and again.
A flash of lightning occurs at the first touch.
Liang Sunian even grabbed the back of his head to prevent him from retreating again, and forcefully led him to turn around and retreat.
Xie Jiaran almost pressed his hands on his waist and leaned against the low-angle window. The bright lights from the window, which he looked at carefully, were finally reflected on his face.
His body was like cold, hard glass, with Liang Sunian's chest pressed against his front. Trapped in this small space, he could most intuitively understand how big the difference in strength between the two was. He was almost crushed by Liang Sunian.
Maybe boys always have an uncanny talent in this area that they can learn without any instruction. The awkwardness that could be felt at the beginning no longer exists now.
Liang Sunian's kiss was getting deeper and deeper. This boy who was usually generous and casual suddenly became extremely greedy. He invaded step by step, leaving room for further kisses, and hooked him tightly, not willing to let go.
Occasionally, a suppressed moan escaped from her lips, pushing everything around her into an uncontrollable burning heat.
The situation was more controllable than he had imagined.
Xie Jiaran's mind had gone blank and he was completely paralyzed.
The upper jaw rubbed against the skin, entangled deep inside, and the unspeakable numbness gathered from all the limbs and bones to one point, flowing upstream along the spine, and rushed straight to the brain with sparks—
Exploded with a loud bang.
... ...
"Don't worry, it's just that the over-excitement caused the brain to not get enough blood supply, so he fainted. It's nothing serious, just get more rest."
The doctor flipped through the medical records, paused, and asked with a hint of doubt: "It seems to be caused by lack of oxygen. Did the patient do any strenuous exercise before he fainted that caused difficulty breathing?"
"... ..."
"... ..."
The ward fell into an eerie silence.
The man on the bed, who had just woken up from a sleep after a night of unconsciousness and was temporarily unable to face the fact that he had kissed the patient who had fainted, made no sound, and silently pulled up his blanket to cover his entire face.
Liang Sunian said a few perfunctory words to the doctor and walked to the bedside, standing still. He looked at the little ostrich in front of him that was hidden tightly, and curled his lips silently.
"The doctor has left, come on." He reached out to pull his pants: "Be good, don't hold it in again."
"... ..."
Without the mask to cover his face, Xie Jiaran simply pulled Liang Sunian's hand and buried his face in his palm and pressed it on the pillow, leaving only his earlobes that were red enough to almost bleed and his crimson neck exposed.
There was a light laugh from above, and the one he was holding gently hooked his finger: "You're still sleepy, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"I'm sleepy." A muffled voice came from the palm of my hand, as if playing a trick.
Liang Sunian coaxed him: "Then let's pack up and get ready for the trip?"
Xie Jiaran was silent and didn't move. It took him nearly half a minute to let go of his hand and slowly sat up on the bed.
He looked at him, lowered his head and didn't rub his eyes. He asked a blunt question, trying hard to hide his ease: "Where are Li Tang and the others?"
Liang Sunian: "They are still in the hotel. They plan to visit the scenic spots on the mountain today and go back in the afternoon."
Xie Jiaran uttered a low "oh" and remembered something, his eyelashes trembling violently: "Then they, I don't know-"
“They don’t know.”
Liang Sunian knew what he wanted to ask: "Don't worry, they just thought you had something urgent to do and needed to go back to school. I was relieved that you could go alone, so I went back with you."
Xie Jiaran uttered "oh" in a dry voice again.
The redness on the tips of his ears had not yet faded, and his hands, which were leaning on the edge of the bed, unconsciously wrinkled the sheets.
He still didn't look up, but lowered his head to look for his shoes.
The child who was hiding his emotions, even the small tuft of hair on the back of his head seemed to have an invisible stamp with six big characters printed on it:
I mean well.
Under Xiao Xie's cool protective color, cuteness is almost seeping into his bones.
How to say it
Liang Su Nian felt that this person was so cute that he didn't need to do anything. Just sitting there would make people like him.
Xie Jiaran put his toes on one shoe and was about to stretch out his other foot to hook the one far away, when the person in front of him suddenly squatted down, grabbed his ankle, took out one shoe and patiently put it on him, and then changed to the other one.
Xie Jiaran froze in place, not knowing how to react.
As far as he could remember, no one had ever squatted in front of him like this and helped him put on his shoes so considerately.
Slowly, vines seemed to sprout from the connection where the ankle was held.
The bushes entwined around his body and quickly climbed upwards, wrapping him gently in their shade. White, soft little flowers bloomed on the tip of his heart, swaying happily in the wind.
never mind.
He pursed his lips and swayed his toes lightly, enjoying the thought of pleasure.
They are all his people anyway, so it’s not that embarrassing to embarrass them in front of their family.
Let’s hug them first. It’s been a whole night and a whole morning, and they haven’t hugged them yet.
Liang Sunian helped him put on his shoes and stood up. Just as Xie Jiaran was about to open his arms to hug him, he suddenly heard him looking at the time and muttering to himself, "It's one o'clock now, and I'll be back at four o'clock. I'll just be in time for the hospital to be closed."
"... ... ?"
Xie Jiaran stopped moving halfway, his eyes blank: "Do we need to go to the hospital when we get back? But I'm fine now."
Liang Sunian explained: "It's a private hospital. My dad helped me contact him through an old friend. He just came back from abroad not long ago. He is a well-known psychology expert in the industry."
Xie Jiaran was even more confused: "Psychologist?"
"Yeah." Liang Sunian held his hands and folded them and put them back on his knees: "Ran Ran, your condition is already very serious. If something like last night happens again and I'm by your side again, what should you do?"
Xie Jiaran looked up at him and asked in confusion: "But why are you by my side?"
"Because we have different professions."
Liang Sunian explained clearly and patiently: "Besides, we will start studying in our senior year soon. If you or I move out of the dormitory due to work, we won't be able to continue to be roommates, and the chances for us to meet will be even less, right?"
Xie Jiaran's head buzzed and he opened his lips in a trance: "... roommate?"
Liang Sunian nodded, thinking that he was frightened, and rubbed his head to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, the doctor is very experienced, and even if he can't be completely cured, at least we can try to control it and prevent it from getting worse."
"... ..."
It’s a three-hour drive back to the city and a half-hour drive to the private hospital.
Xie Jiaran was still in a trance until he entered the hospital's luxuriously and low-key lobby.
What does it mean
... ... Roommate
So he took this gamble, but the result was just that Liang Sunian thought his condition had worsened, and then helped him contact the best psychologist
But why was his purpose to find a doctor
What he wants is obviously a boyfriend.
Hun Xishou followed Liang Sunian upstairs to the clinic. The returning doctor named Michel was already waiting for them at the door.
The other party simply exchanged a few pleasantries with Liang Sunian, asked some basic questions, and then asked Xie Jiaran to go in with him.
Xie Jiaran did not follow immediately.
Seeing Michelle enter the room, he looked up at Liang Sunian and said seriously, "Is this all you want to tell me?"
"Don't worry, Dr. Mi is very professional."
Liang Sunian patted his shoulder soothingly: "Take your time, I will always be here with you."
"... ..."
Mixed emotions filled his chest. Xie Jiaran felt powerless and angry, but at this moment he was helpless.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned around and quickly walked into the room.
Student Xie's face was so cold that it would have frozen if it had touched water, but the person who started it was so careless that he didn't notice it.
As he watched the person disappear through the door, the smile on Liang Sunian's face quickly disappeared.
He took a few steps back and sat on a chair in the corridor, covering his face with his palms and closing his eyes to hide his frustration.
One night is too short to waste anything.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he could clearly recall the unprecedented impulse to rush forward. What emerged in his mind was the scene of him almost losing control last night, and being so greedy that he almost wanted to eat the person in one bite... ...
I was even thankful that Xie Jiaran fainted at that time, so I still knew what would happen next.
Yes.
If he kissed her so hard, it would probably make her faint.
Tsk!
Liang Sunian, are you a dog who has lived for more than 20 years without chewing a bone
Xie Jiaran trusted you so much and relied on you, but you had such a dirty mind when others were in trouble? You took advantage of the situation and did such a rogue thing
It's obvious that you have taken all the benefits, yet you still rely on the name of a human-shaped alleviator for cravings to cover up your shame. It's obvious that you are the one who is bullying others, so why do you still have the audacity to accept other people's thanks
What exactly do you want to do...
Liang Sunian, be a human being.
It was nearly seven o'clock when they left the hospital, and it was still dark.
A few dark clouds were floating in the sky and it might rain at any time. The street lights were already on and the wind blowing against my skin was damp and cool.
The hotel had packed up the luggage and sent it back. Liang Sunian was wondering whether to go get it now or wait until tomorrow when he was free. Suddenly, the person next to him who had been silent all the time called him, "Brother."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Liang Sunian tilted his head to look at him. The boy's hair was blown away, revealing a small smooth forehead, which made him look even younger.
He is clean, thin, and looks like a high school student who has not yet graduated.
"I feel a little cold."
He lowered his head and didn't look at Liang Sunian. His long eyelashes hid the light in his eyes. His voice was filled with fatigue, so light that it could be blown away by the wind: "I'm still a little tired."
They have already walked into the school gate.
The number of people coming and going was a little less or more due to the weather, but it was still quite a bit.
Liang Sunian, however, didn't care about anything at all.
He looked up at the sky, just like the night when they went to Huashan, Erxiao took off his condom and put it on Xie Jiaran, then half-knelt down and carried him steadily on his back, and walked towards the dormitory building step by step.
He was really seriously practicing what he had said to Xie Jiaran.
There is no need to be polite to him, no need to show good intentions, you can ask him for help whenever you need it, and you can also use him whenever you want, it doesn’t matter.
Perhaps even he himself had discovered that his indulgence of him had already reached a point where he had no bottom line in his mind.
Xie Jiaran leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes.
After walking along the main tree-lined avenue from the south gate, passing the pavilion in the center of the lake, and then to the path behind Mingde Building, he whispered in his ear: "Brother, do you want to ask me what the result of the consultation is?"
Liang Su Nian quickly replied: "Of course, this is your privacy."
"But I want to tell you, I want to say it." Xie Jiaran hugged his neck tightly: "Except you, there is no one else I can tell."
"Then tell me."
Liang Su Nian said, pausing for two seconds, and then added a promise: "I will keep it as my own secret and will not tell anyone."
"I know."
Xie Jiaran blinked, leaned his head on his left shoulder, and recalled what happened in the hospital just now: "You are right, Dr. Michel is really good. He is more professional than any psychiatrist I have found before."
"He asked me a lot, including about my childhood, my family situation, the time when my symptoms appeared, my performance when the symptoms occurred... He even asked about many details that I didn't realize."
"His vocabulary is so professional, I have never heard of many of them, and I don't understand them, but his conclusions are very clear and understandable. Brother, I finally understand why I have such a strange disease."
Liang Sunian tilted his head slightly: "Why?"
"Because I was so lucky when I was a kid, no one held me when I fell, no one comforted me when I cried, no one praised me when I was praised, and no one held my hand when I walked."
Xie Jiaran spoke at a fast and slow pace, revealing a hint of tiredness and sleepiness, as if he was just explaining an insignificant matter that was not worth taking to heart, or like the mumbling of a shallow-minded person.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener's pace has quietly slowed down.
"Why?"
As if afraid of scaring him, Liang Su asked in a young voice: "Where are your parents?"
Xie Jiaran: "They have been busy quarreling and fighting since I can remember, and no one bothered to care about me. Later they got divorced, and soon they each had a new family and new children. I was redundant to either side."
He recalled the past, his memory was a little fuzzy, he thought very slowly, spoke very slowly: "When I was a child, I was too sensible. I saw my mother always around Lu Shang, caring for him and being considerate. I used to envy him, but I didn't understand why she could be so good to him, but couldn't treat me the same way. Aren't we both her children?"
"When I was older, I realized that Lu Shang and I were the same. We were the symbols of her two marriages, one lucky and the other unlucky, and I happened to be the unlucky one."
"I am just her son and a witness to the painful experiences she has gone through. She may still love me, but the love is far greater than that for Lu Shang. He is the fruit of her happiness and the bond that maintains her current stable life."
"I know that those things are what I got no matter how hard I worked or how jealous I was, so I just looked at them and paid attention to them. They said I was sensible, and I thought so too, but now I know that I was sick."
He paused for two seconds, and when he spoke again, his voice was low and slightly anxious: "Brother, I know, I know I'm troublesome, but you can dislike me-"
"No dislike."
Liang Sunian suddenly interrupted him.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, speaking every word clearly: "Xie Jiaran, you are not troublesome at all."
"I helped you find your doctor and brought you to the hospital. All of this was because I thought you were too much trouble. I just wanted you to recover and be healthy and not feel bad anymore. I also wanted to prevent anyone, including me, from having the chance to hurt you."
Faint rain can be seen in the dim light.
The rain began to fall, sporadically, and the wind made the curve tilt.
Liang Sunian increased his speed, but his steps remained steady, subconsciously wanting to give the person on his back a little bump.
"Who said you were redundant?"
He said: "As long as you are willing, I will hold you if you fall down, comfort you if you cry, and praise you if you are praised. I will be responsible for holding your hand wherever you want to go and how you want to go, as long as you are willing."
"If you really think you are troublesome, then I can only say that I am willing to trouble you."
"Xie Jiaran, you have to remember that you are redundant. You have always been the most outstanding, the most special, the most precious one. You will always be redundant."
Liang Sunian's voice fell for a long time, and the arms around his neck tightened silently.
It is a person drifting alone who finally catches a piece of driftwood, a life-saving straw, in the vast ocean.
"Brother, why are you so nice?"
"Really?" Liang Sunian seemed to be laughing, and deliberately used a relaxed tone to tease him: "Which one is good?"
Xie Jiaran answered him: "Everywhere is good, from head to toe, from inside to outside, there is no place that is not good."
Liang Sunian's eyes softened again. He was about to say something when he heard the boy's almost incoherent murmur in his ear.
"Liang Sunian is such a good person that once he is caught, people will not let him go."
"So good that I want him to be so good to me alone."
Xie Jiaran closed his eyes and buried his face in his neck: "So good, I want to be with him forever."
It was getting darker and there were no other pedestrians on the road.
The sound of rain gradually grew louder, hitting the leaves above their heads with a rustling sound, as if the rain was afraid that it was too loud and would disturb the whispers and conversations of passers-by.
But some people have lost their words, and what they want to say quietly disappears between their lips.
Xie Jiaran moved his arm, lowered his wrist, and rubbed the other person's chest with his palm, but did not touch him.
He touched his heartbeat.
Plop—plop plop—
Powerful, yet chaotic.
It's strange that those powerless and frustrated emotions are like dust blown by the wind, which stays for a while and then disappears suddenly.
Xie Jiaran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth finally curved.
I hear you like it, idiot.
I forgive you.