Bai Sheng pursed his mouth, but he didn't have a pitiful expression like Toffee, but stared at himself, a little angry and aggrieved: "I, I called, but you didn't answer."
Ling Chennan blinked, and took out his cell phone—the mute had not been restored after leaving the clinic, and there were several missed calls.
Ling Chennan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it." He raised his phone screen: "Really, look."
Bai Sheng said: "I, I thought you didn't talk to me anymore, I'm too stupid, I keep causing trouble for you, and even annoy you..."
Ling Chennan: "What's annoying, no..."
Unexpectedly, Bai Cheng covered his face and squatted on the ground: "It's all my fault for being too stupid. I should have endured it. Even today, I should have endured it, but I still ran here without understanding."
Ling Chennan's grandma who lived downstairs brought her grandson back to play, looked at them back and forth, Ling Chennan gave her a wry smile apologetically.
He went up to pull Bai Sheng's arm to tell him to stand up - he didn't cry, but he looked remorseful and ashamed, and the little sister next door after school also looked at them.
Ling Chennan patted him on the shoulder to coax him: "It's okay, I don't hate you, is it cold, do you want to go upstairs?"
Bai Cheng frowned and inhaled, looked left and right, and the scattered neighbors who looked sideways pretended not to see them and continued to walk forward, Bai Cheng nodded.
After opening the door and stepping into the porch, Ling Chennan looked back at him: "What's the matter, come in?"
Bai Sheng asked: "You, your family?"
Ling Chennan was puzzled: "Yes, otherwise."
Bai Sheng also followed in with his head down, muttering, "No, it's just, I just didn't expect to come in."
Ling Chennan laughed: "How about our interior decoration?"
Bai Cheng raised his head and glanced around: "It's... pretty good, you did it?"
Ling Chennan laughed loudly: "How is it possible? I bought a second-hand house, which was renovated by the previous owner. In my case... maybe there are only three colors, black, white and gray, just like my wardrobe."
Bai Cheng pursed his lips, it seemed that his mood finally improved a bit, Ling Chennan said: "Sit casually, what do you want to drink?"
Bai Sheng: "No, there's no need."
Ling Chennan pretended to be deaf: "Oh, well, let's all drink tea."
Bai Sheng said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and sat down on the edge of the sofa with his hands on his knees.
Ling Chennan handed him a water glass with a few flowers floating on it, and said, "My dad gave it to me, it's quite delicious, be careful not to burn it."
Bai Cheng held the cup with both hands and looked at it for a long time, then took a sip carefully.
Ouch? Ling Chennan was surprised that he drank the unsealed water... although he had a troubled look on his face.
Ling Chennan blew on the hot air in the cup in his hand, put it aside again, and asked, "How are you doing recently? How is your treatment with Dr. Lu?"
Bai Sheng still kept his head buried, hesitating: "Hmm..."
Didn't this guy come here on his own initiative? Why did he run away all of a sudden
Ling Chennan lightly kicked his calf with the tip of his toe: "I want to ask you something, how is the diagnosis and treatment?"
Bai Sheng hid away, then regained his angry look, glared at him and said, "I won't, I won't tell you!"
Ling Chennan raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Xiaobai is so fierce."
Being teased by him, Bai Sheng blushed instantly, but still put on a fierce look and said, "You, you are no longer my doctor, I won't tell you!"
Ling Chennan pretended to be melancholy and sighed: "Hey, well, the raised Xiaobai, the water that was thrown out."
Bai Sheng stood up abruptly, a few drops of water splashed on the back of his hand, but as if he didn't feel it, he raised his voice and said, "No, that's not the case, I don't want you to be my doctor anymore!"
Ling Chennan looked at him in surprise, not sure what he meant: "It wasn't like that..."
Bai Sheng became anxious, put down the cup, clenched his fists and said, "I want to be a doctor, no, Ling Chennan, I want to be your friend!"
Ling Chennan was stunned, looked up at him, and suddenly remembered that he had said several times not to call himself "doctor" again, and suddenly understood.
That's what it means...
Ling Chennan also stood up, his face was dark and unclear, Bai Cheng shrugged his shoulders but did not hide.
Ling Chennan: "Oh... you want to be my friend..."
Bai Sheng stammered again: "Yes, yes, that's it..."
Ling Chennan looked at him expressionlessly: "But no, I can't be friends with you."
Bai Cheng's eyebrows were tangled together: "Eh?"
Ling Chennan: "Don't call them friends, it's not okay to have such close contact."
Bai Sheng once again lost the courage to look at each other, and lowered his head: "I, I know, I'm sorry..."
Ling Chennan said again: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that it is normal to have emotional projections on the counselor, and it will heal after a while, just be patient..."
"No!" Bai Sheng interrupted him loudly: "No, that's not the case! It's not because you are my doctor, it's because you are the one that I like you!"
Here it comes again, the wrath of God, the quivering earth, and thin air.
Ling Chennan said: "Oh, you like me, how could you say such a thing so bluntly, you are obviously such a timid person."
Bai Sheng was not used to such a cold and ruthless him, so he said in a crying voice, "You, don't do this, I'm afraid..."
Ling Chennan took a step forward. Although Bai Sheng tried his best not to back down, he subconsciously closed his eyes tightly.
Ling Chennan spoke softly close to him: "Are you afraid? You can't tell. Isn't this very courageous? It's obviously me who has been afraid."
Bai Sheng's chest heaved and heaved, he kept gasping in a low voice, and finally opened his eyes a little bit to look at him.
Ling Chennan asked: "Want to be my friend?"
Bai Cheng bit his lip and nodded.
Ling Chennan asked again: "Do you just want to be my friend?"
Bai Sheng closed his eyes again in fear, not even daring to breathe.
Ling Chennan laughed—not the kind of friendly and gentle smile, but a strange, aggressive smile: "You close your eyes, as if you are waiting for me to kiss you."
Bai Sheng couldn't hold his breath anymore, he panted and said, "Don't do this, don't torture me anymore..."
Ling Chennan looked at him and said, "Well, who is torturing whom, a guy who has no self-awareness at all."
He stretched out his fingers and touched the hot cheeks and earlobes in front of him—the other party trembled even more, and then his fingers slid across his slightly longer hair and stuck to the soft nape of his neck.
As long as you use a little force, this person will be yours, Ling Chennan thought.
It's wrong to want him so badly, but want him so badly.
The other hand was close to his chin, touching his lips.
Bai Sheng opened his eyes slightly, under the eyelashes were twinkling little stars, both fragile and beautiful.
Actually looking at himself with such an expression, I really want him, he thinks, I really want him.
He leaned forward, Bai Sheng closed his eyes again, and he kissed his lips.
He was shaking so badly, Ling Chennan thought, wrapping his left hand around his waist.
Bai Sheng's hand that was at his side also grabbed his collar, like a drowning person hugging an oxygen cylinder.
Something wet brushed across his cheek, Ling Chennan opened his eyes—ah, it made him cry again.
"Want to be my friend?" Ling Chennan asked.
Bai Cheng bit his lip and shook his head vigorously, tears spilled everywhere: "Don't, don't, don't be friends, I like you, I want to be with you."
That's right, it's really easy to say, Ling Chennan curled his mouth with a wry smile, obviously he is such a timid person.
It doesn't matter, he thought, wanting him so much.
[12th Week Friday Night]
The originally very charming atmosphere was wiped out because Bai Sheng cried more and more, Ling Chennan licked his lips—it was salty, he sat on the side watching Bai Sheng wiping his face and nose in a funny way, and suddenly remembered the first time the other party walked in The appearance of my own consultation room - sick, gloomy and sexy, completely different from the later one, why didn't I wonder why at that time.
He reached out his hand to touch Bai Sheng's water glass, and asked, "The water is cold, can you change it to something warmer?"
Bai Cheng shook his head, seemed a little annoyed, and said in a low voice, "Just drink this."
Ling Chennan laughed: "I thought you would turn into toffee in seconds if you didn't speak."
Bai Sheng felt embarrassed, maybe because he felt that he was too stupid and too embarrassing, he huddled in the corner of the sofa, it was already dark outside, only the light in the entrance was on, and the two of them were sitting in the darkness.
Ling Chennan asked: "Are you hungry?"
Bai Sheng shook his head again, Ling Chennan shrugged: "Okay, but I'm hungry, then I'll cook noodles." After saying that, he really stood up and walked towards the kitchen. After waiting for a while, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bai Sheng cautiously appearing at the kitchen door, like a wild deer watching from outside a trap.
Ling Chennan washed the bean sprouts and vegetables, then heated up the oil and fried the pot with scallions and ginger. The fragrance of the scallions overflowed the room, and the hissing sound of water pouring in made people very appetizing. He cut a tomato and threw it into the pot, and waited. With the water boiling, he bent down to take the noodles from the drawer, revealing a small waist.
The wild deer got closer to smelling the fragrance.
The bright tomato soup started to roll. Ling Chennan squeezed out a handful of noodles and threw them into the pot. The noodles collapsed spinelessly when they hit the water. He squeezed another handful of noodles and turned around and asked, "Do you want to let it go?" ?”
Yelu stared straight at the pot and nodded.
Ling Chennan smiled at him: "Put this much, this much, or this much?"
Bai Sheng stretched out his finger: "So many."
Ling Chennan stopped teasing him, and threw another handful of noodles in.
Bai Sheng watched him take out a small bowl from the refrigerator, lost vigilance and leaned over to look at it, and asked, "What is this?"
Ling Chennan uncovered the plastic wrap: "The minced meat and eggs fried yesterday, heat it up and mix it on the noodles."
Bai Sheng moved his nose, pointing at the dark green leaflet inside