Xing Yan said that he will pay back slowly in the future.
Qin Fang laughed silently, then stood up and said, "I see."
Xing Yan was still sitting there looking at him, Qin Fang waved his hand and said, "I'm asleep, you should go to bed early."
After he finished speaking, he went back to the room and did not continue chatting with Xing Yan. He didn't give an answer to whether he was doing well now, only Xing Yan was left in the living room, and he sat on the sofa for a long time that night.
An exaggerated conversation in the dark is more like a fantasy that appeared due to the deviation of human memory, and it dissipated at dawn, as if it never happened.
After talking about those few words, Qin Fang looked the same as before. He behaved peacefully and naturally when facing Xing Yan, and he had to leave tomorrow.
Zhou Siming had already left early in the morning, and no one else was up when he left.
"He gave me 10,000 yuan and asked me to transfer it to you. I'll send you WeChat." After Qin Fang got up, Han Xiaogong told him.
Qin Fang raised his eyebrows: "Zhou Siming?"
"Well, you gave it to him back then." Han Xiaogong said.
Qin Fang blinked: "Why did he give me the money?"
Han Xiaogong smiled: "He said that the two of you were trying to equalize each other, but he was too poor at that time, so he would take the money you gave him."
Qin Fang had forgotten about that, it's been too long. In fact, Qin Fang didn't want it, but with Zhou Siming's character, he probably wouldn't take it back, so he did. However, the previous embarrassment can be directly expressed, which is still a bit surprising.
"He has really changed a lot." Qin Fang put away his phone after putting it away, "I feel like a different person."
"You have to grow up." Han Xiaogong smiled, "Leaving us, there is no debt behind him, life is smooth and stable, and gradually put away those awkward emotions."
"Very good." Qin Fang said.
"Yeah." Han Xiaogong nodded, "As long as the eyes don't keep staring at the black, they can see the colors."
"What about you? Did you see it?" Qin Fang asked him.
"I see," Han Xiaogong said with a smile, "My life has always been quite colorful, and there are indeed many sad things, but I am still a person who will make fun of myself."
Qin Fang nodded, and Han Xiaogong said: "The general direction is good. It is impossible for a person to live for the worse. Si Tu is an exception. He ran away halfway."
Mention Si Tu's heart is still sad, but the rest of the sad is warmth. Mentioning this name will make people feel very gentle, light, and calm.
Xing Yan was setting up the tree outside, and Gong Qi was also there. There was a piece of flower that needed a flower stand, and she said that Si Tu hadn't done it yet. In fact, Xing Yan is not very good at doing these things, and he and Gong Qi have been doing it all morning, and they look good.
Gong Qi waved her hand at Qin Fang and said hello.
Qin Fang smiled at her, Gong Qi's eyes were still swollen, but she didn't look sluggish, she was quite energetic.
Xing Yan's hands were covered with mud, so he went in to wash them. When he came out after washing his hands, Qin Fang asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No," Xing Yan said, "What do you want to eat?"
"What are you doing? Are you going to buy it for me?" Qin Fang asked him with a smile.
Xing Yan didn't speak, Qin Fang had already walked towards the gate of the courtyard, and said as he walked, "Let's go, Brother Yan."
Xing Yan pursed his lips, but still followed: "Here we come."
In the past two days, Xing Yan was afraid that Qin Fang would be uncomfortable being alone with him, so he more or less avoided it. When the two were eating, Qin Fang said: "Don't hide from me, I'm not awkward, and I won't be uncomfortable."
Xing Yan glanced at him and said, "Okay, I got it."
"Are you busy during this period?" Qin Fang asked him.
Xing Yan said: "Well, these two months will be very busy, I originally planned to come back in June."
Qin Fang nodded, took a bite, and asked him again: "Then will you return in June?"
"Return." Xing Yan looked at him and answered seriously.
Qin Fang smiled and said, "Okay."
Qin Fang didn't mention it to Xing Yan when chatting, as if what happens to you in the future is our own business and has nothing to do with the other party. The chat sounded very familiar, but in fact he was also deliberately keeping a distance, similar to those ambiguous words last night that he didn't say a word.
Intimate and distant. Qin Fang is too good at chatting, and he controls this speed very well.
Xing Yan was not a talkative person, and he was not that good at chatting. In the past, he could only play straight balls if he wanted to talk, and he could just say what was on his mind, but now he can't say what's on his mind, and Qin Fang didn't want to listen. The result of such a chat is that Xing Yan is too passive, and the rhythm is controlled by Qin.
Qin Fang suddenly remembered what Han Xiaogong said yesterday, he had never seen Brother Yan so cowardly.
Thinking of this, he felt a little sour again, and was reluctant to continue the chat.
They remained in this state for a whole day. When they were brothers before, Qin Fang was a straight man with a single muscle, and his rhythm was always controlled by Xing Yan. Now that a few years have passed, Qin Fang has become the one who grasps the rhythm.
As a bystander, Han Xiaogong also understood in the afternoon, he shook his head with a smile, and his boss Tu went to lie down in the room. There was still the smell of this person in the room, that faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine that could never go away.
The two outside were sitting on the sofa, occasionally talking a few words, and then Qin Fang became a little sleepy, leaning his head on the sofa and fell asleep. Xing Yan was able to sit beside him more calmly when he fell asleep, and he didn't have to look away.
The north has just warmed up, and the big boys who get tanned in the sun have not been tanned much at the moment, so they are not tanned. The youthful look between his eyebrows and eyes is still there, and he looks handsome and down-to-earth when he is sleeping peacefully. This face is engraved in Xing Yan's heart, and he has to go through it in his heart almost every night. Now it seems that he has not changed much, almost no different from him in memory, but he has grown up a little.
"Regret?" Han Xiaogong leaned against the door and asked him.
Xing Yan didn't raise his head, and let out a "shh".
"Can't wake up, he's sick." Han Xiaogong looked at Xing Yan, squinting at him, "Does your heart hurt?"
Xing Yan didn't speak, just looked at Qin Fang silently. It was a little hot in the room, and there was a small drop of water behind his ear. Xing Yan subconsciously blew towards that side, and a little cool wind blew on Qin Fang's skin.
"If you miss it, it's gone... You're still cruel." Han Xiaogong said.
Everyone felt that Xing Yan was ruthless, and that a relationship was thrown away as soon as it was said, and now it would only serve it right to be thrown away.
Qin Fang's hand was casually laid aside, and the little finger was pressed under it. Xing Yan stretched out his hand to gently flatten his hand, and pulled out the pressed little finger. He scratched the back of Qin Fang's hand with his fingers, Qin Fang unconsciously grabbed it with his backhand, and Xing Yan was also grabbed. Xing Yan didn't dare to move again, Qin Fang didn't wake up, they were still there, Xing Yan's hand was held by Qin Fang, and the palms of both of them were very hot.
The sudden skin-to-skin contact had a huge impact, and Xing Yan's heart beat fast.
It seems to be back to the original stage, every touch is exciting.
Qin Fang fell into a deep sleep, wondering if he had some dream of holding hands, his hand never let go.
Xing Yan just sat with Qin Fang for two hours.
When Qin Fang woke up, his palms were slightly hot, and there was no one around him.
Xing Yan sat on the doorstep and looked at his mobile phone, probably sending a message. Qin Fang looked at him, Xing Yan seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head. The two looked at each other, and Xing Yan smiled at him.
No matter what time his smile is always eye-catching, Qin Fang also smiled at him, stood up and stretched his waist.
Because the nap in the afternoon was so comfortable, Qin Fang couldn't fall asleep very late. He went out by himself and walked around casually. In fact, he has always liked it here, but Xing Yan didn't like it.
He had to leave tomorrow, and there were a lot of things going on at school, so he left on a temporary basis and didn't explain anything. Hua Tong also asked him when he would go back today.
When Qin Fang turned back, Xing Yan was sitting in the courtyard, and Han Xiaogong went upstairs. He seemed to leave them a lot of time alone on purpose. It was very late, Qin Fang went directly to take a shower.
Xing Yan went in after him, and Qin Fang knocked on the door about three minutes later.
The sound of water in the door stopped, Xing Yan asked him: "What's wrong?"
Qin Fang said, "I forgot my phone."
It took a few seconds for Xing Yan to ask him: "Can I wait until I finish washing?"
"I have something to do." Qin Fang said.
"Okay, wait a minute." Xing Yan said inside.
There was another sound of water inside, and it stopped for about ten seconds. After another half a minute, Xing Yan opened the door and took out Qin Fang's cell phone. He was already dressed.
Qin Fang raised his eyebrows: "Actually, just open a door and pass it to me."
Xing Yan didn't speak, and wiped the water on his face and head with a towel.
Qin Fang still looked at him, but later he became uncomfortable looking at Xing Yan. He looked up and smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin Fang called him: "Brother Yan."
"En." Xing Yan answered him.
Qin Fang turned around and left first, Xing Yan didn't follow, Qin Fang stood at the door of the room and called him again: "Come."
Xing Yan sighed softly, and stepped forward to follow.
Qin Fang pointed to Xing Yan's bed and motioned him to sit down.
Still holding the towel in his hand, Xing Yan sat on the bed watching Qin Fang, ordering each movement, like a primary school student.
Qin Fang closed the door of the room with his backhand.
This atmosphere is a bit ambiguous. A pair of former lovers are in a room with the door closed, no matter how you look at it, it's over.
Qin Fang sat on his own bed, looked at Xing Yan from a distance, and threw a word from his lips——
"Take off."
Xing Yan blinked and was stunned.
Qin Fang said, "Take off your clothes."
The painting style was too weird, Xing Yan didn't know how to respond with the towel in his hand.
"Shall I take it off for you?" Qin Fang raised his eyebrows.
Xing Yan looked into Qin Fang's eyes, and probably saw what Qin Fang meant. He pursed his lips tightly, and raised his hand to take off the T-shirt on his body.
Qin Fang looked at Xing Yan's naked upper body, the lights were fully turned on, and everything could be seen clearly.
Qin Fang held his breath, and asked hoarsely, "...how did you do it?"
Xing Yan wanted to put his clothes back on, but Qin Fang walked over, grabbed his clothes in his hands, and asked again.
Qin Fang's voice was nasal, and his eyes were red.
His eyes stayed on Xing Yan's body all the time, the abnormal white burns made Qin Fang's eyes hurt.
"It's burning, my team members didn't adjust the equipment properly." Xing Yan said in a low voice. Now that they were all taken off and could be seen clearly, Xing Yan simply stopped hiding, he was afraid that this was not what he was looking at.
"... an explosion?" Qin Fang asked softly.
"Well, it's a small accident, it's not serious, don't... worry." Xing Yan said lightly.
Xing Yan has a scar on his body. From the arm to the left chest, there is an irregular scar. Xing Yan's skin was originally fair, but the scar was even whiter than his original skin color.
Qin Fang squatted in front of Xing Yan, put his hand on his arm, and touched the scar.
He felt a little itchy for Xing Yan, but that wasn't what Xing Yan cared about. He shrank back and asked, "Can I put it on?"
Qin Fang sniffed, but didn't answer him, and raised his hand again, pressing on Xing Yan's heart.
"Then what is this?"
— Under Qin Fang's palm is Xing Yan's heartbeat, separated by a layer of scars. There is a star in the middle of the scar.
Qin Fang squatted in front of Xing Yan, looked into his eyes, and asked him, "What is this?"
The current identities of the two of them are actually not suitable for such a naked chat, and their postures are also very ambiguous. Qin Fang's palm was pressed against Xing Yan's heart, and his palm was so hot that Xing Yan's heart trembled. If Qin Fang hadn't said yesterday that he was not single, Xing Yan could say a lot now. He can speak very sincerely and straightforwardly, and he can bring up all the things he planned to say when he came back in June to the present.
But what Qin Fang conveyed to him was that he had already moved forward, and he didn't want to hear what Xing Yan said.
Xing Yan's eyes were also red.
His heartbeat was transmitted to Qin Fang's palm, and he held it in his hand.
Qin Fang's posture has not changed, he has been looking at Xing Yan.
Xing Yan saw himself in his eyes. He finally sighed softly, opened his mouth in a deep voice, lowered his eyes and said—
"It's you."