How can different genders fall in love

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"you……"

Song's mother didn't expect him to come out like this. She was afraid and couldn't bear it, but she was still soft-hearted. She wanted to help him with trembling hands, but when she raised her eyes, she saw her son's sad expression, and immediately forced herself to look away and not look at him. Qin Li was kneeling straight on the ground.

"It's no use trying to force me. If you really feel sorry for Auntie, leave my son!"

"I can do anything my aunt wants me to do, but this—unless I die."

He said it lightly, as if it was just a joke, but people can't help but think of the fearless gesture he just knelt on the broken glass, and it's frightening.

"What crazy things are you talking about?"

Song Shujue went to pull him with a pale face.

"Do you think you're acting in a TV series, get up quickly!"

Qin Li held his hand and smiled at him rascally: "I'm sorry. The man has gold under his knees, so he kneels on his knees and kneels to his mother. Anyway, sooner or later you have to kneel, so it doesn't matter if you practice it now."

"Do you want to cripple your legs!"

Looking at the shards of glass all over the place, Song Shujue felt pain for him.

"If you want to kneel, you can kneel in another place!"

But Qin Li knelt very firmly, and he couldn't hold back his life. In a hurry, he simply bent his knees and knelt down himself.

"Little Jue!"

Mother Song watched in disbelief as his knees fell heavily——

The sound of glass piercing into flesh was clearly audible.

But it wasn't Song Shujue, but Qin Li's hand.

In an emergency just now, he put his hands under Song Shujue's legs, and was pressed hard to the ground due to gravity.

Song Shujue was so panicked that he quickly picked up his hand to check. Even Song's mother, who was still angry just now, had red eyes, "You child, you child! Oh, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look..."

Qin Li looked at his wrist, and said indifferently, "It's okay, I didn't prick an artery."

"You don't take your body seriously!"

The veins on Song Shujue's forehead were bulging, he pulled him up with his eyes bare, and walked outside while holding him.

Song's mother followed behind with weak steps, terribly worried, and kept calling out: "Xiao Jue... Xiao Jue, take it easy, Xiao Qin's leg is still hurting..."——

Father Song was fishing with an old friend, but when he received the news, he dropped his fishing rod and hurried to the hospital.

As soon as he came in, he saw Qin Li, who was still alive and kicking, sitting on the hospital bed with bandages on his legs and hands, his face was so pale that no blood could be seen.

And his wife was sitting by the bed wiping tears, and his son was standing beside him silently.

"Hey, what's the matter, is there a fight?"

Father Song glanced at the half bucket of blood-stained cotton wool in the trash can, and couldn't imagine how tragic the scene was.

Instead, it was Qin Li, a disabled patient who spoke. He curled his lips and seemed to be in good spirits: "Uncle, don't worry, it's just that I accidentally fell on a pile of glass."

Glass, where did you get the glass?

Father Song looked at his wife who was still wiping away tears, and made a lot of guesses in his heart.

Immediately sighed, "Oh, don't embarrass the child even if you are angry..."

Song's mother just accidentally dropped the plate, but Qin Li was so ruthless enough to kneel on the glass slag that she was already terrified, but now she seems to have a secret accusation and is not happy to hear this.

"I don't want to embarrass them, it's obvious that you all joined forces to embarrass me!"

Thinking of the bad things about my child again, tears flowed even more.

"I'm ten months pregnant. I've worked so hard to have a child. Is it easy to have a child? It looks like I'm already thirty, and I'm not married, but I even talked to my male student... I'm too embarrassed to say it!"

Song's father was afraid that Song's mother would make trouble if she kept this matter in her heart, but seeing that she was finally willing to speak out, he was relieved.

"It's been so many years since the reform and opening up, why is your thinking still so feudal and discriminating between men and women?"

Song's mother wanted to hit him angrily, "What do you mean, is it right to cooperate with them?"

Song Shujue couldn't hear it, and said in a low voice, "Mom, I just like men, and I didn't break the law."

"That's right, don't you just talk about kissing your mother? As a father, I'm not very angry yet. If you, a mother, get angry for good or bad, why bother?"

Father Song chimed in.

"You, you're just helping them! Don't you want your daughter-in-law to be a man and have no grandchildren!"

Qin Li muttered in a low voice, "Obviously he is a son-in-law."

Song Shujue, who stood so close that he could hear clearly, gave him a cold look.

Father Song looked at his wife helplessly: "Otherwise, can they change it if they are so forced? Do you really want to—"

Xu was afraid that the words would be too serious, so he didn't continue.

But Song's mother remembered what she heard about his fellow countrymen last time, and thought of Qin Li's ruthlessness and her son's stubborn temper since childhood, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

"But, but are you really going to let them go on like this!"

Mother Song looked at Qin Li with tears in her eyes.

"Xiao Qin, you said before that you don't have a mother to treat me like a mother, so I have an extra son to raise. Since they are all sons, how can a mother have the heart... In fact, do you have a daughter-in-law or a grandson? It’s nothing to me, anyway, with such two eldest sons, I’m not afraid that no one will take care of them, but what about you, who will take care of you when you get old? My heart aches when I think about it!”

Qin Li looked at Song's mother pleadingly: "We can adopt a child and raise it like a biological child, there is no difference. I really like the teacher, and I want to be with him..."

Seeing his pale lips due to excessive blood loss, Song's mother finally softened her heart.

"Forget it, anyway, I can't control you...you can do whatever you like."

After speaking, he wiped away his tears and left without looking back.

Father Song hurriedly followed her, supported her and comforted her in a low voice.

Song Shujue didn't expect his mother to let go like this, and looked at Qin Li blankly for a moment.

Qin Li held his hand, lowered his head slightly, a smile curved his lips.

☆、Chapter 26

So, just like this, I came out to my parents?

Even though it has been a long time, Song Shujue still feels unbelievable.

Although it wasn't without tragic scenes—Qin Li's image of kneeling on the ground covered in bruises was still fresh in his mind, but compared with what he had thought would happen, it was simply calm and smooth.

Is he thinking too much about things?

Or does Qin Li really have this magic power?

Song Shujue thought for a long time, and finally showed a relieved smile.

It seems that if you don't try some things, you won't know the result.

Just like a tomato, at first people are blinded by its bright and almost monstrous appearance, and regard it as a poisonous fruit that cannot be touched, but if you really have the courage to bite it down, you will find that it is so sweet and sour.

Then he said this to Qin Li.

At that time, Qin Li curled his lips into a smile, looked into his eyes and said softly: "But some fruits have rotten and smelly cores under their beautiful appearance."

Song Shujue was taken aback for a moment, feeling that his words seemed to have other meanings, so he couldn't help looking at him inquiringly.

But Qin Li just lowered his eyes, smiled casually, and said nothing more.

Song Shujue closed the magazine in his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

The stewardess walked past gracefully, stopped again, and asked him with a friendly smile if he wanted a blanket.

Song Shujue politely refused.

The flight was just over two hours in total, and he couldn't sleep.It was Qin Li - he seemed to be short of sleep recently, and had already fallen into a deep sleep next to him.

Song Shujue looked at the clouds outside the window, and then looked back at Qin Li's sleeping face.

Song's mother is very good at cooking, especially a few days before they left, all kinds of delicacies were prepared for them to eat, and even Song Shujue's face was a bit round, but Qin Li was still the same, with the outline of his face Obviously, from this angle, the eyelashes are very long and thick, and a small shadow hangs under the eyes, which is as perfect as the well-designed light on the cover of a magazine.

At this time, he was slightly curled up, half of his face was buried in the blanket, his hair was messed up, and he looked innocent and childish that didn't match his age.

Song Shujue leaned lightly on the back of the chair and looked at him, thinking that he didn't blame those stewardesses passing by intentionally or unintentionally.

When the plane announcement sounded, Qin Li consciously snorted and woke up slowly.

The moment he opened his eyes, Song Shujue's heart seemed soft enough to tremble.

It's like watching the chrysalis break open little by little, the young butterfly tremblingly stretches out its tentacles, and then slowly unfolds its gorgeous wings——

Inexplicable and uncontrollable pity and emotion surged in my heart, as if I was witnessing the most beautiful things in the world blooming with my own eyes.

Song Shujue was stunned for a while, then sighed very softly in his heart:

Oh, so this is love——

Song Shujue's life after school starts is very peaceful.

Go to class according to the schedule, go out for a walk when there is no class, go home to accompany your parents during holidays, or travel to places where there are not many people...

The teacher in the same office said that he looks very good recently, and he often smiles, and he looks more human than before.

As he spoke, he leaned over and asked him gossipingly if he was nourished by his girlfriend.

It seems that he really feels a lot softer. If it was changed before, no one would talk to him like this.

For this reason, Song Shujue carefully observed himself in the mirror in the bathroom.

The man in the mirror had the same brows and eyes, but he seemed to be fainting with a faint smile.The skin looks radiant, not at all like a man approaching 30 years old.

Perhaps it was because it was indeed moisturized?

Unlike most young people who live upside down day and night, Qin Li has a very regular schedule, gets up early and doesn't stay up late, even after Song Shujue's reading exceeds ten o'clock, he will forcefully take away the book in his hand, and then Kiss him with a smile while frowning.

Life also seems to be very simple. During the day, besides sticking to him and going to class together, he just sleeps at home and teases the cat.

But he is not a traditional otaku, he will be taken to run around the world during the holidays, and he is also very keen on some extreme sports that test the heart.

Laziness seems to be engraved in his bones, but sometimes he does things vigorously.

Add to that his occasionally possessive, even dark side...

A very contradictory person.

Song Shujue thought so.

But it is undeniable that such a Qin Li also deeply attracted him.

Life will go on so hopefully.

He had thought so happily.

But the facts have proved that the fair heaven will not favor one person too much.

☆、Chapter 27

Song Shujue was surrounded by students on the podium after class.

Most of them are girls, holding textbooks and asking him to explain what he didn't understand in class, intentionally or unintentionally mixed with "Is the teacher still single?" "Is that boy who always walks with the teacher the teacher's boyfriend?" "Teacher, are you?" Do you know what feeling is?" Such an inexplicable question.

At first Song Shujue would be fooled if he was not careful, but later he became more vigilant. Whenever a student mentioned something that had nothing to do with the class, he would shut up and stare at the other party very calmly until the other party backed away in embarrassment.

After solving the problem of the students who were too eager to learn, Song Shujue pinched his nose and walked out of the classroom, but saw an unexpected person.

The man seemed to be here specially waiting for him, and when he saw him coming out, he greeted him softly.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Long time no see, He Lu.

Song Shujue never liked to be courteous, so he asked him straight to the point: "Is there something wrong?"

He Lu smiled self-deprecatingly, "You're still so direct."

Song Shujue didn't answer, just looked at him.

Sure enough, He Lu went on to say: "A few months after you broke up with Brother Chen, you probably haven't asked him again, have you?"

"Just say what you want to say."

Song Shujue looked at him indifferently.

"I don't have time to listen to your detours with me."

"You should also know that Brother Chen is not such a straightforward and nostalgic person. Don't you find it strange that he hasn't called you for so long?"

Song Shujue frowned slightly.

It's not that he didn't find it strange, but he only regarded He Lu as clingy, and Chen Lang still had a grudge against him, so he didn't want to contact him.

But from He Lu's words, there seems to be something hidden?

He Lu put her hands in her pockets, turned her face sideways, a small mole seemed to be trembling slightly under her eyes.

"Brother Chen voluntarily applied to join the special team after breaking up with you. He was seriously injured in a mission to hunt down ♂ arms smuggling ♂ arms dealers. He survived an overnight operation and is still recuperating in the hospital."

Song Shujue's eyelids twitched.

This kind of plot that only happens in TV dramas, unexpectedly...

After He Lu left, Song Shujue was still standing there.

Perhaps because his face was too scary, many students came over and asked him with concern.

He couldn't remember what he answered, but he only remembered that Qin Li came later and took him by the hand in public and took him away——

After thinking for a long time, Song Shujue decided to go to the hospital to see Chen Lang.

Although they are not lovers anymore, but after all, they are people who grew up together and have been in love with each other for more than ten years. He has no way to know this matter and ignore it.

Chen Lang's work affairs have always reported good news to his family but not bad news. Chen's father and mother must not have known about his injury. As for He Lu...

Song Shujue didn't like him very much, and he didn't think he could take care of Chen Lang without complaint or regret.

Although it sounds ambiguous and embarrassing to visit an old lover, Song Shujue still took the initiative to tell Qin Li.

The trust between lovers is actually very untested.

If you have a clear conscience, there is no need to hide some things.

Qin Li pinched his earlobe, tilted his head, and smiled with his eyes bent: "Okay."

Song Shujue was surprised at his rare generosity, and in order to avoid him being jealous, he asked, "Do you want to go together?"

Qin Li let go of his ears, took a sip of water, and his wet lips turned a delicious red.

"J,"

He raised his head, sharp and evil canine teeth flashed between his lips.

The words were full of malice, so that Song Shujue couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

"——I'm afraid that if I go, I will kill him out of jealousy."

☆、Chapter 28

Song Shujue stood in front of the ward and knocked lightly on the door three times.

"Please come in."

Some hoarse voices sounded.

Song Shujue pushed the door open, and what he saw was Chen Lang half lying on the hospital bed, rubbing his eyebrows with his eyes closed.

He seemed to have something on his mind, so he didn't open his eyes immediately, Song Shujue stood aside and looked at him calmly.

After only seeing each other for a few months, Chen Lang looked like he was a few years older, but fortunately, due to his age and temperament, he could only say that he was more calm than aging. A mellow fragrance unique to mature men that can attract young girls.

And there were so many things in the small cabinet next to him, the door couldn't even close, and a corner of a pennant leaked out.

Xu Shi came without any movement for a long time, Chen Lang finally opened his eyes, but the moment he saw Song Shujue, he was stunned.

He couldn't help but leaned forward a little, as if he was looking at it with all his strength, his eyes were greedy.

Even Song Shujue couldn't help feeling a little sad.

He stood there, silently letting him watch.

"Xiao Jue?"

Chen Lang's voice trembled a little.

"……Um."

Chen Lang's expression was a little dazed, as if a beautiful fantasy had come true.

But soon, he thought of something again, and his eyebrows furrowed instantly.

"How did you come?"

Song Shujue nodded dispensably.

"You mean, I shouldn't have come."

"You shouldn't have come."

Chen Lang smiled wryly.

"However, since you're here, come talk to me. Haven't we talked for a long time?"

Song Shujue snorted noncommittally, dragged a stool and sat down beside the bed.

"Go ahead."

Chen Lang looked at him intently for a while, then sighed with some emotion: "You had a great time."

"Oh."

Chen Lang didn't mind his indifference, and still looked at him intently, and said: "Not long ago, my mother told me on the phone that you went back for vacation, and you brought a tall, handsome and sweet-mouthed student with you. "

"I didn't 'carry' it, he came by himself."

Song Shujue corrected.

Chen Lang smiled.

"So, is he your boyfriend?"

He asked very frankly, which surprised Song Shujue, and looked at him inquiringly.

But I found that although his emotions were not pleasant, they did not have negative emotions such as unwillingness.

"Ah."

"Is it okay to be your own student?"

"When you asked me to be with you before, you didn't consider what I was yours."

Chen Lang slowly withdrew his smile.

"Are you blaming me? I was indeed the one who led you down a wrong path..."

Song Shujue interrupted him: "No. There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing."

Chen Lang looked at him and smiled again. It could be seen that his smile was much more sincere now.

"You can think so."

"What exactly are you trying to express?"

Song Shujue looked at him inexplicably.

I haven't seen him for a few months, but he has really changed a lot. Compared to before, his appearance is more stern and restrained, but his personality seems to be much milder.It's not that such a change is bad, it's just that Song Shujue is not used to it.

Chen Lang put his hands behind his head and lay on his pillow comfortably.

"I just hope that you can live a good life without worries or burdens. After sneaking around from the underworld, I really saw a lot of things. I was indeed the one who detained you before, and we—"

He paused and changed the subject.

"You are happy, and I am happy, even if the person who makes you happy is no longer me. After all, I watched you grow up...brother."

younger brother?

Hearing this word, Song Shujue thought of the distant past, when he was snubbed and bullied by other boys because of his young age and good grades in elementary school, and Chen Lang who heard the news came to protect him behind him.

At that time, Chen Lang also said the same thing——

【Hey, you little brats who bully the younger with the big, if you dare to bully my younger brother in the future, don't blame me for being a bully! 】

Facing the older children in the senior grades, the little kid walked away in despair.

The younger child grabbed the older child's sleeve, and when he looked over with a smug smile, he said softly, "Idiot, it's 'shi bullying the weak', not 'si bullying the weak'."

Now, the grown-up child turned his head away and said something softly.

"Fool."--

Qin Li listened to the sensual soft music in his ears, and looked at He Lu with a slightly gloomy expression sitting across from him with interest.

"you know me?"

"Probably, Brother Song's—little boyfriend."

Qin Li narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you know the teacher."

"Teacher?"

He Lu looked at him mockingly.

"It's really a sweet and lovely name."

Qin Li bent the end of his eyes a little bit, but his eyes exuded a coldness.

"So, you stopped me on the street and let me sit in such a boring cafe to waste time with you-what the hell are you trying to do?"

"I just wanted to tell you something..."

"and many more."

Qin Li stood up.

"It's too noisy in here, let's go to a quiet place and talk."

He Lu looked around at the people who were quietly enjoying the afternoon, and the moment he followed Qin Li out of the cafe, a deep sense of unease suddenly surged in his heart.

☆、Chapter 29

On the way back, Song Shujue suddenly saw Qin Li's elusive cat named "Xiaojin".

Unexpectedly, the kitten, which has always been silent and extremely human, kept "meowing" while running across the road.

"Little Jin!"

He wanted to call it to stop, but the cat didn't respond, and kept running, as if something big had happened...

event?

Song Shujue frowned. He always felt that the cat and Qin Li had a good understanding. Now that the situation is like this, it can't be that there is something wrong with Qin Li, right?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly chased after her.

Although the cat didn't have long legs, it ran so fast that Song Shujue was out of breath after chasing it. It finally stopped, but it was at a hidden alley.

Song Shujue calmed down his shortness of breath, and walked in tentatively.

Faintly, some screams of pain came from the depths of the alley, and there were still people talking.

The closer you are, the clearer the sound.

"Comfortable?"

asked a grim voice.

"you……!"

Heavy coughing.

The voice that was cold at first suddenly turned into a soft tone, "I like it very much, don't you?"

The cough turned into a moan of pain.

The man continued: "The face is really pretty, and the look of wanting to struggle but has no strength is also very heart-warming-very happy to hear such words, scum?"

And the other voice was barely audible.

Song Shujue's complexion changed drastically, because he recognized who the speaking voice belonged to——

He only felt that his body was cold, and he saw the kitten walking in front of him glanced back.

In those beautiful and exceptionally calm cat eyes, it seems to be asking him:

Do you really dare to come in with me?

Can you afford the consequences of doing this?

This dark alley seems to lead to an ugly reality.

As soon as you step in, any illusory beauty will burst like a bubble exposed to the sun.

Are you really willing to face the reality of such pain?

Can you?

——Song Shujue's leg finally lifted——

The last hope in Song Shujue's heart was shattered the moment he saw Qin Li lowering his head slightly, leaning against He Lu on the wall as if intimately.

Trying to look away from He Lu's flushed face and dangling feet, he looked at Qin Li's even smiling face.

"Let him go."

Qin Li turned his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth widened, almost exaggerated.

"Teacher, are you here? Well, there is Xiao Jin..."

Song Shujue calmed down instead, "Let him go."

He heard himself repeat it again.

"Tsk, all right."

Qin Li let go of his hand indifferently, and the semi-conscious He Lu just slipped from the wall and fell heavily at his feet.

But Qin Li didn't even look at it. A person's life and death were not as important to him as tidying up messy cuffs.

Seeing this, Song Shujue's heart became even colder.

Even though he knew that Qin Li's heart was definitely not as cheerful and pure as he often revealed, but such violence and darkness... still caught him by surprise.

"Take him to the hospital."

Qin Li pouted - Yan Zheng's people would never be ugly in anything, and this sentence was fully reflected in him.

"No, I hate him."

Song Shujue took a deep breath, his tone was very cold, "I don't want to repeat it a second time."

"The teacher is really strict."

Qin Li put his hands in his pockets and leaned lazily against the wall.

"Obviously you hate him too, don't you?"

"But my dislike doesn't mean killing him!"

Song Shujue's voice grew louder involuntarily.

"No matter what education you have received since childhood - at least, I think we live in a society ruled by law! No one can decide the life and death of others at will!"

Qin Li looked at him expressionlessly, just like the desolate one they really knew under the rainy sky.

But soon, he laughed again, and his voice became light again.

"But going to the hospital like this will arouse suspicion? The teacher doesn't want me to be imprisoned for intentional injury, does he?"

"What do you want?"

Qin Li snapped his fingers crisply.

Song Shujue was very surprised to see the cat named Xiaojin running out of the alley quickly.

5 minute later.

A man in formal attire walked in quickly from the outside, stopped in front of Song Shujue, quickly checked the situation in the alley, then nodded to Qin Li, and then squatted down to check He Lu's situation.

After giving him some first aid measures, he clapped his hands, walked in a man who looked like a driver in uniform from outside, and took He Lu out.

The man in formal attire stood up, said a few words to Qin Li, then turned and walked out, and greeted Song Shujue as he passed by.

"Mr. Song."

Song Shujue recognized him as the man Qin Li threw a stone at last time on the street, he seemed to be the butler of the Qin family.

At that time, a sharp stone was pressed on his neck, but he still didn't change his expression. Now that Qin Lilai cleaned up the mess, he didn't react when he saw the bruises on He Lu's neck. He was very calm from the beginning to the end, which made Song Shujue It produced a very uncomfortable feeling.

"He has been instigated by me, the teacher doesn't have to worry."

Just as Song Shujue was looking at the man's back inquiringly, Qin Li walked over, wanting to lean his head on his shoulder as usual.

But when he smelled the faint smell of blood on his body, Song Shujue immediately took a step forward.

Seeing his subconscious repulsion, Qin Li chuckled and took a step forward, wrapping him in his arms without resistance.

"The teacher is afraid of me?"

He put his lips next to Song Shujue's ear and asked softly.

Song Shujue felt unnatural no matter what, and his expression was a little stiff.

"I don't like seeing you like this."

"Oh, how is it?"

"Capricious, callous, lacking the most basic respect for life and the law."

Song Shujue's hand hanging by his side trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, and continued to speak.

"This kind of guy who only does things according to his own will, even if his hands are stained with blood - makes me feel sick."

"Heh, what should we do then, teacher?"

Qin Li gently bit his ear.

"I fell in love with the beautiful appearance of the fruit, but after cutting it to the heart, I hate the rotten core, so do you want to throw it away?"

"……maybe."

Song Shujue also laughed.

"Who knows."

"It's useless."

Qin Li pressed a kiss on his neck.

Under his lips were blue veins bubbling with blood.

"You can't escape, teacher."

☆、Chapter Thirty

"How does it feel in here—is that your brother?"

"It's okay. So it is."

"What about this? Will there be a feeling of suffocation—how old is he?"

"No. 29."

"It seems that the recovery is not bad - only two years older than me, and the height seems to be suitable, what kind of your brother does he like..."

"The opposite of your gender. Bye doctor."

After Chen Lang sent away the young female doctor who was actually a nympho by the name of physical examination, he shouted at Song Shujue who had been posing melancholy all afternoon: "Hey, are you coming to see me or let me see you? Did you say three words this afternoon?"

Song Shujue glanced at him listlessly, "Counting this sentence is the fifth sentence."

Chen Lang was angry and funny:

"Did something happen to you? You were in good spirits last time, why are you so depressed this time?"

"Maybe it's because I slept for a long time yesterday and I was a bit lacklustre."

Chen Lang stared at his expressionless face for a while, then lowered his head, and smiled suddenly: "Whenever you lie, you will tear the hem of your clothes. You have never changed this habit since you were a child."

Hearing this, Song Shujue immediately loosened the corner of the clothes in his hand, but no matter how he looked at it, there was a taste of wanting to cover up.

Chen Lang moved his gaze upwards, just in time to see half of his teeth marks looming under his collar.

"... I don't think I slept for a long time, but I didn't sleep for a long time."

Chen Lang originally thought that he could see his slightly embarrassed but forced natural appearance, but he never thought that Song Shujue's face darkened almost instantly.

Such a reaction...

"You—argued?"

quarrel?

It would be nice if it was just a normal quarrel.

But seeing Chen Lang's expression of concern and worry, he still nodded.

"That's it."

"Why did he bother you?"

After all, having lived for so long, Chen Lang still understands Song Shujue's temperament very well.

Don't look at him usually indifferent, as if he doesn't care much about anything, but in fact he knows everything clearly in his heart, and he doesn't express his anger immediately, but waits to gather together, with a calm but decisive attitude. Posture counts with you.

Grinding people, but also angry people's temper.

Seeing that Song Shujue didn't answer, Chen Lang speculated wildly:

"He cheated? It shouldn't be, since I can catch up to your house and pester you so hard, you shouldn't be able to reveal your true colors so quickly... Then his family disagrees? Or is it that you can't understand his bad living habits? Hey, Could it be that you came to see me a few days ago, he was jealous?"

The voice stopped abruptly, and he repeated thoughtfully: "Jealous, young people are very angry, it's not impossible."

"neither."

Song Shujue said lightly.

"We just have different views."

These words struck Chen Lang's head like a thunderbolt, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

He has recently read a lot of jokes on the Internet, some of which are about couples quarreling and breaking up. There are all kinds of strange reasons in it, and his six-pack abs almost turned into eight. reason……

So, Song Shujue saw that Chen Lang was stunned for a while, and then suddenly started laughing.

It's okay to laugh, and I tossed and turned on the bed laughing, unable to stop.

He thought about it, and realized that he hadn't said anything that could make him laugh.

Could it be that his injury hurt his nerves?

Chen Lang, who almost laughed at his wounds, finally calmed down, looking at his ex-boyfriend who was sometimes so serious and cute, there was still a strong smile in his voice.

"You didn't notice him when you were with him, heck, doesn't he agree with you?"

This sentence stopped Song Shujue.

In fact, as early as the first meeting, I knew that the other party and myself were two completely different people.

It's not just the three views that don't match?

But when it was finally decided to be together, why were all the concerns put aside?

Probably really blinded by love.

"I thought I could break him back. But in fact, the situation is worse than I expected..."

Thinking of the situation in the alley that day, and what Qin Li said in his ear with a smile when he went out: "Teacher must come back on time, otherwise I might lose control of myself and do some bad things..."

Song Shujue felt a headache.

"—and there doesn't seem to be any way to get rid of it."

Seeing his expression, Chen Lang finally realized that things were not that easy.

The smiles all subsided, and the whole person's momentum became much calmer.

"Did he do something to you?"

No, I'm afraid of what he might do to you.

Song Shujue said in his heart.

"In fact, when two people live together, there will inevitably be some collisions, and the relationship always needs to be run in slowly. However, if it is really a serious 'difference', I suggest that you should not hold the idea of ​​​​changing him, after all, everyone has their own personality. They are all different. If you really feel inappropriate, it would be better to separate."

Because he still couldn't figure out what Song Shujue was thinking, so Chen Lang saw some changes in his face, and quickly added:

"Of course, if it's not enough to break up, you can explain the problem clearly to him-in a relationship, there is no spiritual communication, just liking is not enough."

Looking at Chen Lang who looked like a "confidant sister", Song Shujue couldn't laugh or cry.

It seems that this period of hospitalization has really smoothed his temper, and even his painting style has changed more than a little.

If only things were as simple as he said.

Qin Li's feelings for him can no longer be described simply by words like liking and wanting to possess. It is simply a kind of possessive desire that no one is allowed to touch, almost pathological.

Spiritual communication can't satisfy him at all, what he wants is complete spiritual surrender——

Song Shujue, who had been filled with chicken soup for the soul by Chen Lang, whose heart was already filled with the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, looked at the time and got up.

"I am leaving."

"Don't come again."

Chen Lang called him from behind.

"Obviously I said the same thing to you last time, but you never listened."

Song Shujue looked at him suspiciously knowing that his words were definitely not without reason.

Chen Lang leaned against the head of the bed and sighed.

"You should also know how I was injured... Although the leaders have been caught, there are still some small fish and shrimps. The bureau is afraid that they will retaliate, so they arranged people in the hospital. They can't touch me, and they may Attacking the people around me, that's why I haven't contacted you. So although I'm glad you came to see me, you still don't meet me until I leave the hospital."

Song Shujue was surprised at first, then thoughtful, but finally just nodded, "I will be careful."

As soon as he stepped out of the hospital, Song Shujue received a