Chapter 43

Fan Xing hesitated for a moment, and chose the latter between telling bedtime stories and singing, because he had never told bedtime stories or heard bedtime stories, so he really wouldn't.

"The little mouse went to the lampstand, and couldn't eat it after stealing the oil, meow meow..."

"Hahaha!"

Before Fan Xing finished singing, the man on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing, "Do you think I'm Xinxin? Sing a nursery rhyme to fool me?"

Fan Xing was a little embarrassed. This song was really played on TV when Xinxin went home to play and watch TV. He learned it after listening to it a lot.

He Qingmo suddenly asked him to sing. He didn't know what to sing for a while, so he sang this casually.

"What do you want to hear, brother?" he asked.

"Don't listen to children's songs, just sing your favorite song." The man's voice still had a deep smile, obviously amused by the children's song just now.

"What do I like?" Fan Xing tilted his head and thought for a while, a melody suddenly appeared in his mind, and he hummed softly along the melody.

It was an English ballad with simple melody and lyrics, describing the happy and carefree childhood.

Fan Xing's voice is particularly soft and clean, and the simple melody and lyrics are sung softly from his mouth, which makes people's eyes see a warm picture of a happy family going out for a picnic.

Fan Xing hummed several times until the voice on the other end of the phone gradually disappeared, and he called out softly, "Brother?"

There was still no response from the other side, but the steady breathing of the man could be heard, and he must have fallen asleep with the phone still attached to his ear.

Fan Xing felt a little... distressed.

Being able to fall asleep while on the phone with him shows that I am really tired.

From He Qingmo's departure, it's only two days and one night. It will take ten hours on the plane. I'm afraid that there is no time for jet lag when I arrive at the place. Bar? I don't know if I have a good meal.

He was thinking like this, but he didn't hang up the phone and kept talking until he walked back to the dormitory downstairs, and said softly to the phone: "Good night."

After hanging up the phone, he realized that Qin Xiuming had just come back from outside. He raised his hand to say hello, "So coincidentally, you just came back?"

Qin Xiuming glanced at him, "I remember something, I'll be back later." After speaking, he turned and left.

Fan Xing stood there watching him walk away, feeling a little inexplicable. It shouldn't be his illusion, Qin Xiuming seems to be avoiding him these two days.

If this happened before, Qin Xiuming would take the initiative to say hello to him from afar, and then ran up to hang his shoulders with him, and started all kinds of gossip exchanges, but he rarely saw Qin Xiuming in the dormitory these two days, and even if he did, the other party would He never took the initiative to speak, and his attitude seemed to have become cold, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all.

Fan Xing couldn't understand, he didn't seem to have done anything to make Qin Xiuming unhappy.

What's even more strange is that after he returned to the dormitory to express his doubts, Yu Cheng and Lu Zirui had the same attitude as never before, "Little Xingxing, leave him alone, he will be fine after a while."

Obviously these two people knew what was going on, but they didn't tell him. Fan Xing wanted to ask, so they started to fight haha. Anyway, they didn't say anything.

Fan Xing, who was troubled, felt that he might be marginalized by the people in the dormitory, and felt a little lost.

The key is that Qin Xiuming's state has not improved until the weekend, and he leaves early and returns late every day, and he doesn't sit with them in class, and he eats with the basketball team.

On Friday night, when Fan Xing was slowly packing his things in the dormitory, the dormitory door opened and Qin Xiuming walked in with a basketball. He probably didn't expect Fan Xing to still be there. He was stunned and turned to leave.

Fan Xing was also quite surprised, because Qin Xiuming wouldn't go back to the dormitory until eleven o'clock during this time.

But after the accident, Fan Xing immediately jumped up and ran over and grabbed him, "Old Qin, wait a minute, tell me clearly, where did I offend you? I won't know until you tell me. I have to do it. What's wrong with you, I just apologize to you, why did you run away when you saw me?"

Qin Xiuming was grabbed by the arm, so naturally he couldn't run away, so he had to bite the bullet and turn around. He wanted to fool around with a haha, but he saw Fan Xing's clear eyes revealing urgency that could not be hidden and a faint self-blame. , It was obvious that he had already determined that he had done something wrong that made Qin Xiuming angry.

Qin Xiuming's heart tightened, and a feeling of guilt and self-blame arose spontaneously.

It was obviously his fault, just because that night, when Fan Xing was the only one looking at him among so many people, he showed a flustered look and looked away in a hurry, like a flustered little white rabbit. For a moment, heart swayed, and when went to see Fan Xing again, felt different. No matter how looked at it, thought it was good-looking, no matter how looked at it, thought it was cute, and no matter how looked at it, liked it.

Fan Xing is so good, looks good, and has a good personality. It's not surprising that he likes it, but the other party has a boyfriend, so what if he likes it? Saying it will only make the two more embarrassed, so he simply doesn't say anything. In order to prevent himself from revealing his true feelings, he has been avoiding Fan Xing all this time.

He thought it was the best and most correct thing to do, but he forgot that to Fan Xing, who didn't know it, his behavior was undoubtedly cold and violent.

He also had a temperament to change when he knew his mistakes, turned to face Fan Xing, his tone was solemn and sincere, "Fan Xing, I'm sorry, I have encountered some unhappy things myself during this time, so there may be some problems with my attitude, not aimed at You, you have seen it, I don't talk much to Yu Cheng and the others. But it still caused you trouble, I'm sorry. Why don't I invite you to dinner another day to make amends?"

When he said the last, his tone was relaxed, it was half-joking, and people also showed the usual smiling face.

Qin Xiuming was very handsome in the first place. If he was handsome on the basketball court, there would be a school grass-level character who gave water and towels to little girls. When he smiled, he was very sunny, healthy and infectious.

However, he had been abnormal for a week, and suddenly nothing happened, and the changes were so fast, Fan Xing didn't believe it at all.

"Old Qin, tell me the truth, where am I..."

"Hey? Little Xingxing, why haven't you been home yet today? You ran faster than anyone else on Friday. Could it be that your boyfriend is busy today and doesn't have time to date with you?"

At this time, Yu Cheng came back and was surprised to see Fan Xing there.

Fan Xing was stunned before answering: "What? Am I just going back?" Then he turned around and went back to pack his things.

Yu Cheng glanced at him, then at Qin Xiuming again, and approached Fan Xing, "No, you obviously don't want to go back like this, what's the matter? You quarreled with your boyfriend? Or is there something wrong at home?"

Fan Xing raised his head, "No, I'm leaving now." After speaking, he hurriedly packed his things into his schoolbag, waved to them and ran away.

But after going out, he didn't feel that his pace slowed down again, and he walked to the subway station, feeling... Yu Cheng seemed to be right, he really didn't really want to go back, and he was the only one who went back. ,What's the point?

But before the weekend, He Qingmo was not necessarily at home. He was often on the phone or busy with other things at home, and he also spent a lot of time shooting video clips. To put it bluntly, he was busy with himself, and it was nothing to be at home alone with him. The difference, why did I lose the motivation to go home after knowing that I was alone at home this week?

Because he was not motivated and inactive, and on the weekends, the subway station was crowded with people. He was too lazy to crowd with people and missed several trains, so by the time he got home, it was past ten o'clock.

I didn't want to cook, so just dealt with it casually, and then went upstairs to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, it was past eleven o'clock. He didn't think about anything else, so he simply went to bed, but after tossing and turning for a while, he couldn't sleep, so he had to pick up the phone again and start wasting time.

I watched the video learning of the popular up masters on the video website, and swiped Weibo and the campus forum, but felt it was boring. Finally, don't know why opened the calendar and started counting He Qingmo. There are still a few days to come back. After counting several times in a row, he suddenly found out that next weekend was He Qingmo's birthday, and it was no accident that He Qingmo should be back that day.

Fan Xing stared at the phone for a while, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and suddenly he didn't seem to be so boring anymore.

So for the next week, Fan Xing's mind was on how to help He Qingmo celebrate his birthday. Instead of asking He Qingmo directly, he secretly called Song Yang and was told that He Qingmo Basically, after the birthday, the plan to invite the He family to celebrate the birthday was rejected by him.

At the weekend, after he was sure that He Qingmo would definitely come back, he started to prepare.

First, I dressed up the house. Considering He Qingmo's occasional childishness, he dressed up in a more relaxed and childish style. Then, the meals were naturally made according to He Qingmo's taste. The trouble was the cake. He Qingmo didn't like it at all. Cake, Fan Xing felt that the reason why he didn't like birthdays for so many years was probably largely because he didn't want to eat birthday cakes.

Therefore, in order to take care of his taste, Fan Xing tried several times to reduce the ratio of sugar to cream to a minimum, and made a low-sweet birthday cake.

After everything was ready, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. According to the time He Qingmo told him before, it should be about this time to arrive home.

When Fan Xing was busy just now, he didn't feel anything yet. Now that he was idle and waiting, he realized that he seemed to be looking forward to it. Moreover, he was still a little nervous, and his heart was beating.

After waiting quietly for a while, he couldn't help but glance at the time, feeling that the time seemed to pass very slowly, and it took him a while to walk one frame.

At half past seven, he couldn't help but ran over to open the door, stood in the garden and looked out, but it was quiet outside, only a few dim yellow street lamps were on.

At eight o'clock, the man still did not come back. Fan Xing's anticipation and nervousness turned into worry. He went back to the house and took his mobile phone to call He Qingmo, but no one answered the call for a long time. He thought about it and was about to call Song Yang, but there was information When he came in, he thought it was He Qingmo, so he quickly opened WeChat, but it turned out to be Lu Chi's message.

He opened it, and saw that Lu Chi had sent a photo of He Qingmo. At the airport, it seemed that it was after the death of the person who had passed through customs when he returned to China today, but in the photo, not only He Qingmo was alone, but also a handsome young man beside him. , turned out to be... Zhou Haoran.

How can they be together? Fan Xing was a little surprised. Immediately after, Lu Chi sent another message. It was a news link. He clicked on it and saw a very conspicuous headlineHe Qingmo and his new love went abroad on vacation, and returned to China today in a low-key manner.

The news content is dominated by pictures, all of which are photos of He Qingmo and Zhou Haoran at the airport together. The text content is mostly the words "inseparable" and "intimate".

After Fan Xing read every word carefully, he quit the news and clicked on Weibo. Sure enough, "He Qingmo New Love" was on the hot search again. The enthusiasm of netizens was beyond imagination. Every time this kind of hot search appeared , will lead to this speculation, just like the last time Fan Xing and He Qingmo went to the wholesale city and were photographed.

But it's very strange. Last time, Fan Xing was still able to read the comments and comments of those netizens with great interest, and he still found it interesting. This time, he didn't want to read it at all.

After exiting Weibo, he discovered that Lu Chi had sent another message - how are you? I'm free tonight, I can accompany you without getting drunk.

Fan Xing stared at that sentence in a daze, for a while he didn't understand why he didn't go home if he was drunk.

Lu Chi probably thought that he was sad, and then sent another messageI told you earlier that he was a scumbag, and sooner or later he would have to like the new and get tired of the old to dump you. Are you still mentally prepared? Are you really ready to be with this kind of person for the rest of your life? Don't be stupid, look away, he's not worthy of you. Where are you, I'm looking for you?

Fan Xing gradually came to his senses. It turned out that Lu Chi thought he had lost his love and wanted to comfort him.

He smiled lightly, and sent back a message to Lu ChiThank you, brother, I'm fine.

real? It's not ashamed to be sad when you're broken in love, anyway, you've seen me even more ashamed, so you really don't need to force a smile in front of me. Lu Chi.

It's all right, I'll definitely tell you something - Fan Xing replied.

He was really fine, he didn't feel anything except a little down.

After returning Lu Chi's message, he went back to the room and closed the door and went upstairs to take a shower. It was past nine o'clock when he came out of the shower. He hugged the computer and lay down on the sofa to cut the video, waiting for him to post the next week. After all the videos were processed, it was nearly twelve o'clock, and He Qingmo's birthday was coming soon, but there was still no movement outside, and it didn't look like someone was coming back.

He put down the computer, got up and went to the restaurant.

The untouched food on a table was already cold.

He thought for a while, picked up his mobile phone and dialed He Qingmo's phone again. Like last time, it rang for a long time. Just when he thought he wouldn't answer again, it was connected there.

"Fan Xing..." The man's voice came over, a little hoarse, "I'm sorry, I still need..."

"Mr. He, come and make a wish to cut the cake, it's almost twelve o'clock."

He Qingmo's intermittent voice was interrupted by another brisk voice. Fan Xing remembered that voice as Zhou Haoran.

He couldn't help shaking his hand, and he heard He Qingmo say, "Fan Xing, don't wait for me, go to bed earlier, I..."

beep, beep, beep...

The phone is disconnected.

Fan Xing maintained his phone call position for a while before gently putting down his phone, tidied up the food and cakes on the table and threw them into the trash. This was the first time he wasted food like this, but it was useless to keep it, no one ate it.

Naturally, there is no need to dress up at home. Put away what should be put away, throw away what should be thrown away, wash the pots and pans, and tidy up the kitchen. It is past one o'clock in the morning.

He came out of the kitchen and saw the packaged gift box on the dining table. It was a birthday present he prepared for He Qingmo. The corner is closed.

After everything was cleaned up, the house returned to its usual state. He checked it carefully again, and after making sure there was no omission, he put away the computer and prepared to go to bed, but Lu Chi called.

Fan Xing hesitated for a while, but still connected, Lu Chi's voice came over immediately, and he was a little inarticulate, "Little Xingxing, come out quickly, I know you are sad, I will accompany you to drink, hurry up! You are limited to ten minutes. You must appear in front of me!" After speaking, the other party hung up the phone, and then sent a location on WeChat.

Fan Xing glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock, he wondered why Lu Chi didn't sleep at this time, and the address he located was a famous bar street, so Lu Chi felt that he was sad to get drunk, or did he Do you want to have a drink with him?

but……

Fan Xing finally went, because he probably couldn't sleep tonight.

When he took a taxi and went to the bar where Lu Chi was, Lu Chi was almost drunk on the bar. She was still dressed as a woman, wearing a miniskirt, and her long white legs were shaking restlessly, attracting a lot of confusion. Well-meaning man.

Fortunately, this is probably a bar where Lu Chi often comes. The bartender at the bar knows him and has been distracted to take care of him, or he might have been taken away by someone with ulterior motives.

Fan Xing wanted to send him back. He knew that Lu Chi was renting a house outside, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to go back to school after twelve o'clock.

But when Lu Chi saw Fan Xing, he instantly became awake a lot. He pulled Fan Xing and hugged him. Like a caring big sister, he comforted him inarticulately, "Don't be sad, little Xingxing! Then he's a scumbag. It's so rotten to the heart of the mud, it's not worthy of us at all. We look so good-looking, can't we find someone better than him? Come on, learn from senior brother, senior brother sees it, no matter how many new lovers he has, senior brother simply doesn't care. Don't care, care about a woolen thread, what kind of onion is he, He Qingmo? It's not worthy of me to feel sorry for him!"

Fan Xing was a little breathless by his restraint, so he could only agree with him, "Yes, yes, what you said is right, brother, I will listen to you."

Lu Chi didn't listen at all, he hugged him and talked to himself, for a while he persuaded him not to be sad, for a while he scolded He Qingmo, and then gradually stopped talking, buried his head on Fan Xing's shoulder and began to cry.

Fan Xing patted his back lightly, but did not speak.

He always thought that Lu Chi had really let it go. After all, he looked so handsome before, but he didn't know until now that he was just forcing himself to be handsome. When he really saw that the person he liked had a new love, he would still feel sad.

It took a while for Lu Chi's mood to stabilize. He let go of Fan Xing and asked the bartender for another glass of wine. By the way, he asked Fan Xing for a glass of soda and handed it over. Then he drank the wine in one breath, and then he said, "Let me again. You saw the joke. I wanted to comfort you, but..."

He turned his head to look at Fan Xing, "Are you really okay?"

Fan Xing smiled lightly, and was about to speak, but suddenly remembered something and stared at Lu Chi for a while.

After venting a bit, Lu Chi seemed to be a lot more awake. It wasn't surprising to see him like this. Instead, he said with a clear face, "Did you find that the boy with him today looks a lot like me?"

Fan Xing nodded, "Well, the eyebrows and eyes are indeed very similar."

When he saw Zhou Haoran for the first time, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. He only remembered when he met Lu Chi today that Zhou Haoran's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Lu Chi's.

Coincidence?

Lu Chi sneered, "Do you think this scumbag He Qingmo will find us according to a certain template?"

Lu Chi said a guess, but he clearly believed that He Qingmo was looking for a substitute according to a certain template, so he found him and Zhou Haoran successively.

Fan Xing didn't speak, just quietly drinking from a cup.

Lu Chi said that he would accompany him without getting drunk, but he was so drunk that he was reluctantly taken back to the rented house by Fan Xing when it was almost dawn.

After Fan Xing settled him, he poured him a glass of water and put it on the bedside, and then he left alone.

It was just six o'clock, and it was Sunday. There was no one outside. He was walking along the road aimlessly. When he came to an intersection, he suddenly felt a little dazed and didn't know where he should go. Walk.

He stood there watching the traffic lights change for several rounds, and then heaved a long sigh of relief and felt that he should go home and sleep.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and it was Song Yang who called.

He was a little strange, Song Yang seldom called him on his own initiative.

"Hello."

As soon as Fan Xing finished speaking, Song Yang's voice came over, "Fan Xing, Mr. He is in the hospital, can you come over now? I'll have someone pick you up at home."

Fan Xing's heart trembled, "No need, I'll go by myself. What's wrong with him?"

"It's nothing, come here first, and I'll send you the address." Song Yang seemed to be busy, so he hung up the phone after he said it in a hurry.

Fan Xing was so flustered that he hurried to the hospital by taxi. Fortunately, the road was not congested at this time. The taxi driver knew that he was in a hurry, so he drove very fast and arrived at the place after half an hour.

Fan Xing hurriedly paid and got out of the car and ran inside. At this time, another phone call came in. Fan Xing didn't want to pay attention, but after a glance, it was actually Eric who called.

He thought about it and pressed the answer button, but he didn't slow down at all, and ran all the way to the elevator, so his breath was a little unstable.

"Dana, you..."

"I'm sorry eric, I have something to do here, I'll contact you later, bye."

After hanging up the phone, the elevator just arrived, and he went straight to the top floor after going up.