As soon as the door opened, Lin Sitao said, "You look good."
He was wearing an old gray round-neck sweater with a small hole in the collar. He crossed his arms, blocked the door, and asked He Xian jokingly, "Are you really poisoned?"
He Xian said, "It's really poisoned. Please be kind enough to make an antidote."
The man next door happened to be going out and took a curious look at them. Lin Sitao quickly grabbed He Xian and pulled him in. He Xian rushed over to hug him and slammed the door shut with his elbow.
Lin Sitao couldn't stop laughing. He Xian hugged him and laughed, "Okay, I've been treated as a pervert. Are you happy?"
Seeing his smile, Lin Sitao's heart was about to fly. What made him even happier was that He Xian immediately kissed him on the lips. Lin Sitao was reluctant to let him go, and they kissed and went into the bedroom and fell on the bed.
Falling on the bed, He Xian whispered in his ear: "You haven't told me yet, are you willing to be my medicine?"
Lin Sitao stroked his hair: "If I were medicine... how would you like to take it?"
He Xian had already rolled up his ragged sweater and laughed softly: "Eat like this..."
He kissed down.
Lin Sitao couldn't speak anymore. The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and even with the curtains drawn, there was still light. He thought vaguely, no wonder the ancients scolded people for having sex in broad daylight, because it was too exciting... But scolding them probably didn't work, because it was too exciting...
He was daydreaming when he suddenly screamed. He Xian immediately covered his mouth.
“Don’t… the soundproofing here isn’t very good.” He said with a smile.
Lin Sitao bit his shoulder. He Xian's movements became gentler.
After finishing, He Xian hugged Lin Sitao and took a nap on the bed.
When he woke up, Lin Sitao was lying on the bed reading a book. Seeing that he was awake, he put the bookmark in it, closed the book and asked, "You haven't told me what happened today."
He was just infected by He Xian's excitement. His hormones hijacked his rationality and he ignored everything.
Only now did he remember that He Xian came up to him and scolded him without asking any questions, and then fell asleep. It was a bit weird.
He Xian opened his eyes and looked like he was too lazy to say more: "Yeah."
Lin Sitao said: "What does um mean?"
He was getting angry, and it seemed like He Xian was there to vent his anger.
What a beast.
He Xian seemed to sense his unhappiness, and grabbed his hand and kissed it. If he wanted to explain his unhappiness, it would be a very long story, and if he traced it back carefully, he could tell it from 20 or 30 years ago. He had told it to Song You and Zhao Shuqing, and he had told it too much, and now he was too lazy to tell it. Or maybe he was not sure if he could tell it to Lin Sitao now.
“I’m just tired,” he said.
He was evaluating Lin Sitao, and Lin Sitao was also evaluating him.
Sometimes Lin Sitao felt that He Xian was closer to the perfect image in his mind, and sometimes he felt that he was further away from that perfect image.
Today He Xian is a little far from that perfect person.
Although the feeling of going to bed is still wonderful.
Lin Sitao stopped talking and just stroked He Xian's hair gently. He Xian asked him, "Why are you suddenly sad?"
Lin Sitao said: "Because I feel a little bit of the sadness of a fallen woman. You come here just to do it, and after you're done you don't even want to chat?"
He Xian said: "And I haven't given you the money yet."
Lin Sitao pressed heavily on him. He Xian smiled and hugged him.
"I like you."
"I really like you." he told Lin Sitao.
"I like you so much that I don't want to waste time or ruin the atmosphere by bringing up unpleasant things in front of you." He said sweetly.
Lin Sitao whispered, "I like you, too. I like you so much that I'm willing to believe all your nonsense."
He Xian didn't care about the sound insulation and asked Lin Sitao to do some homework.
After all this time, it was already dark. Lin Sitao felt that he couldn't go on any longer. If he continued, his brain would become dull and he would be fucked.
He Xian was also starving. He had no appetite for lunch, and only ate 50% of his usual amount to feel full. After tossing and turning in bed, he had already digested everything.
The two of them were too lazy to go out, so Lin Sitao ordered takeout.
He Xian received a phone call while eating. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Mom."
He stood up and walked to the window, but the house was so small that Lin Sitao had to hear it even if he didn't want to.
Fortunately, the call was not long, and He Xian hung up. He took the initiative to tell Lin Sitao: "My sister is getting married in the spring, and my mother will come to Beijing next week to discuss the wedding preparations with me."
He seemed to have remembered something interesting and laughed, "There really are a lot of people getting married these days."
Zhao Shuqing got married, He Yan got married, and his sister Shen Zhouhan was also getting married. Now, among his relatives, friends and colleagues, most were married, and few were single.
When Lin Sitao heard him say this, he remembered that Xu Dan was also going to get married next May. He would definitely have to attend the wedding then.
He thought of something: "Is your mother's last name Zhou?"
He Xian asked him how he knew that, and he didn't remember ever mentioning his mother to Lin Sitao.
Lin Sitao said: "The courier you sent me was signed by Mr. Zhou."
He Xian praised him: "You are so careful."
The scholarship Lin Sitao received when he was in his third year of high school was called the Zhou Qin Scholarship. He remembered He Xian saying that his mother was from J City and that he attended No. 7 Middle School, which was then Fangjiang Girls' Middle School. He guessed that the scholarship was related to He Xian because it appeared at such a timely moment and just solved his urgent need.
Later, he checked the information of He Xian and his parents on the Internet, and now he can be sure that Zhou Qin is He Xian's mother. But He Xian no longer has any special reaction to J City.
When he was chatting with He Xian, he mentioned that he was from J City, and He Xian's reaction was just - "Oh, really? J City is a good place." He mentioned the scenic spots and specialties of J City, but no longer told Lin Sitao that his mother was also from J City.
Later, they went downstairs together. Lin Sitao sent He Xian off and went to the supermarket to buy some things. He wanted to buy more towels, toothbrushes, underwear, and daily necessities.
He Xian had been here twice, and it was uncertain whether he would stay overnight in the future. He had to be fully prepared. He carefully selected the brands and picked up two boxes of condoms at the cashier.
He had kept the box of condoms at home for a long time. It was like a fire extinguisher in the hallway. It was usually not used, but it was just there for peace of mind. When He Xian came, he finished the box of condoms very quickly.
But He Xian did not come back soon. In the next two days, they just exchanged phone calls, messages and emails.
After just two days of not seeing each other, Lin Sitao felt that he could no longer bear it. At noon that day, He Xiangang sent him a message, and Lin Sitao called him.
"Mr. Zhou, are you free today?" Lin Sitao stood in the tea room holding his cell phone, fiddling with a tea bag with his other hand. Just then a colleague came in, and he turned aside.
It was quite convenient for He Xian. He locked the door of his office during lunch break and it was very quiet.
He had just made an appointment with Lin Sitao when he heard someone knocking on the door. As soon as He Xian heard the voice, he knew it was Ding Shengguang.
When Ding Shengguang came in, He Xian still had a smile on his face.
He was quite surprised—He Xian rarely smiled so... indescribably.
However, he came to ask He Xian for something important.
"Get me two tickets for Xiaohan. It can't be just any seat. It has to be a good seat."
He Xian didn't even raise his head: "When did you start liking to listen to cello?"
Ding Shengguang said: "I don't like to listen to it, but a girl I met recently likes to listen to it. I will take her to Xiaohan's concert, and then go backstage to see Xiaohan, and ask her to sign autographs for fans and take photos with them. Don't you think the girl will be very happy?"
He Xian knew it.
"Go away," he said.
Ding Shengguang laughed at him: "Don't just take care of yourself and ignore your brothers' lives."
He Xian then said, "I can give you the tickets, but you are not allowed to bring two different women to listen."
Ding Shengguang immediately said that he was serious. He Xian had heard his seriousness many times, so it was hard to be sure. He asked He Xian again: "Are you going to Xiaohan's concert?"
He Xian said: "Of course."
Ding Shengguang asked again: "Going alone?"
He Xian hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's talk about it later."
At that time, Zhao Shuqing knew almost everyone he trusted. This ending was more awkward than the breakup of an ordinary couple.
This time he is probably going to go for the "hiding beauty in a golden house" mode.