How could this be?
"Oh!" Fang Juexia tried his best to break free from Pei Tingsong's grip. He tried his best to push him away, but it didn't work. Instead, it drove Pei Tingsong even crazier. He pressed himself against Fang Juexia, leaving him no room to breathe.
He didn't know if he had really kissed Pei Tingsong when he was drunk, nor did he know how he had kissed him. In any case, Pei Tingsong's kiss was more than just skimming the surface of the water. The more he resisted, the harder Pei Tingsong pressed. The alcohol and the desire to win had burned his rationality to ashes. He didn't even care if Fang Juexia was still pushing him. He grabbed Fang Juexia's chin with his hand and forced him to part his closed lips like he was trying to pry open an iceberg.
How could an inexperienced beginner have such superb skills?
He kissed him with his lips and teeth, and kissed him with his bones.
This fire ignited a desire deep in his heart that he had never felt before. It made this momentary camouflage no longer simple.
The closed glacier shattered into floating ice and was forced to melt into spring water. The gradually thinning oxygen turned Fang Juexia's resistance into a deathbed struggle. His raised neck seemed to have lost the ability to swallow. He really became a prey that was gradually losing himself.
No, he couldn't become the prey.
His will recovered for a moment, and he used the last of his strength to bite down.
The crazy wolf cub let go of his hand in pain and raised his head. Fang Juexia slapped him again.
This slap was particularly clear in the bedroom in the middle of the night. It was so clear that it repeatedly echoed in Fang Juexia's dazed mind. He had never hit anyone like this before, with so much strength.
But he really didn't want to become a tool for Pei Tingsong to vent his anger after he was drunk.
Pei Tingsong was slapped to the side. He supported his body with his arms, as if he was stunned by the slap. His half-dry hair covered his face, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly.
Fang Juexia wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and gasped for breath. Seeing that Pei Tingsong's towel had also been torn apart by him, he had no choice but to lift up the entire quilt and cover Pei Tingsong's body.
He could feel the blood in his mouth spreading from the back of his teeth to the tip of his tongue, but it was not his blood.
Originally, he had a stomach full of anger waiting to explode, but now that Pei Tingsong was motionless, he could not say a single word. After that slap, the room was eerily quiet.
Fang Juexia also did not know what was wrong with him. At this time, he could have just walked away. It was Pei Tingsong who went crazy first. He could have just treated it as if he had been bitten by a dog.
He couldn't bite back after being bitten by a dog.
That's right.
He wasn't someone who liked to be entangled. He could easily block out anyone or anything that could affect his emotions. He would treat it as if it didn't exist and didn't happen. As long as he could maintain his inner peace, he would be able to do so.
This was Fang Juexia's consistent principle of doing things.
He got out of bed, picked up a pillow, opened the wardrobe, and rummaged through it to find another quilt. He was ready to leave. Even if he had to sleep on the sofa, he did not want to stay in the same room as this lunatic.
Hugging the quilt and leaving the bedroom, Fang Juexia had only taken two steps when he was stopped in his tracks by a sound.
Pei Tingsong sneezed three times in a row.
In just a few seconds, Fang Juexia stood in the corridor and searched his mind for all the flaws he could find in Pei Tingsong, all the ways he had played tricks on him in the past two years, and then tried hard to recall how angry he was just now, how angry he was, and how much he wanted to beat this lunatic to the ground.
A few seconds passed.
After going through so much, Fang Juexia still returned to the bedroom, cursing himself as he walked back.
He was simply the most conflicted person in the world.
Pei Tingsong was clearly the most arrogant and childish person he had ever met. He had countless flaws to pave the way for him, but in those few seconds, his mind was filled with thoughts of how Pei Tingsong could help him get out of this predicament. He followed him without hesitation on the stage, held his shoulders in the dark, and accompanied him all night even though he didn't know how to take care of people. He secretly protected him and gave him everything he had in the game …
And he just said over and over again, "Fang Juexia, you're very good."
His so-called ruthlessness was a paper tiger that could be broken with a single poke.
"Pei Tingsong, since you took care of me at that time, I'll return it to you. I've done everything I can for you. " He threw the quilt on the bed and put down Pei Tingsong without any gentleness. He tilted his head and struggled to wrap him up with another quilt. He was now the most careless sushi master in the world. He crudely rolled up the heartless seaweed wrapped rice.
He could only poke his head out. Pei Tingsong looked aggrieved. The right side of his face was red from the slap, and his eyes were red and he was about to cry. He didn't know if he was really sad or if he had caught a cold, but he kept sniffling.
Fang Juexia was still angry. He held him down with both hands and said in a rare tone, "Don't move. If you catch a cold, I won't care about you anymore."
Pei Tingsong felt even more aggrieved when he heard this. "My mouth hurts!"
"You deserve it." Fang Juexia glared at him. "You should be thankful that I didn't bite off your tongue."
Pei Tingsong pursed his lips when he heard this. "Why are you so fierce?"
"Is this your first day knowing me?"
"No …" He answered the question honestly and began to mumble again. "You're very, very gentle to others. Even when you're the fiercest to me, you won't, won't smile at me."
Fang Juexia glanced at him and was about to speak, but Pei Tingsong seemed to be afraid of being interrupted. He began to complain again. "I, you, I didn't get angry when you kissed me that day. I didn't say a word about you. I even hugged you to sleep. But you, I just kissed you and you hit me. My dad doesn't dare to hit me. If he hits me, I'll jump out of the window and drive his car away! I'll drive … "
Fang Juexia had a terrible headache. He covered Pei Tingsong's mouth with one hand and sat on Pei Tingsong, who was wrapped in the quilt. "Shut up. I don't want to know where you're driving your dad's car. You can go to Las Vegas. It has nothing to do with me."
"Mmph!" Pei Tingsong was obviously unhappy. He didn't even let him speak. He was so angry that he opened his mouth and wanted to bite him. But when his teeth touched, he closed his mouth again and shook his head angrily.
"You're really crazy. Don't drink anymore. Let's all stop drinking." Fang Juexia retracted his hand and pressed his head. Pei Tingsong sniffed and said pitifully, "You bit my hand. I won't bite you back."
Fang Juexia pulled his collar open. "My neck was bitten by you, Young Master. How can you say you won't bite me back?"
Pei Tingsong refused to give up. "You kissed me. Can't I kiss you back? I didn't even hit you, but you hit me. "
"I can't win against you."
"You're already …"
Fang Juexia was furious. He pointed at his face and said, "Shut up. Let me ask you, did I kiss you like that? No matter how drunk I am, I won't do what you just did. Impossible. "
"You're just like that." Pei Tingsong raised his head and kissed Fang Juexia's index finger. "Just like that."
Fang Juexia quickly retracted his finger. He couldn't help but yell at him, "Who told you to kiss me again?"
"You asked me. You asked me!" Pei Tingsong felt that he was the most wronged person in the world. He was so anxious that he couldn't turn over.
Fang Juexia had never dealt with such a situation in his life. All the interpersonal experience he had accumulated over the past 23 years had been wasted on Pei Tingsong. He was mentally and physically exhausted.
Fang Juexia took a deep breath. He didn't want to argue with him about who kissed who. He got up from Pei Tingsong's body and let out a long sigh.
He was becoming less and less like himself.
"Let's call a truce, okay? Let's go to sleep. " Fang Juexia picked up the towel and wrapped it around him. "Don't you still have class tomorrow? You better go to sleep."
"I don't want to go to class." He sneezed again.
What does it have to do with me whether you want to go to class or not?
Fang Juexia ignored him. He hugged his blanket and prepared to leave. If this continued, he would be relying on Pei Tingsong.
But just as he was about to leave, Pei Tingsong wriggled and wanted to follow him.
It would be terrible if he fell.
"Don't move." Fang Juexia had no choice but to lie down beside him and wait for him to fall asleep before leaving.
Seeing Fang Juexia turn off the lights and lie down beside him, Pei Tingsong finally calmed down and stopped making a fuss. Fang Juexia wrapped his blanket around himself and turned his back to the wardrobe. He felt Pei Tingsong wriggling and leaning against his back.
Fang Juexia did not say a word. He could not see anything in the dark, and he did not want to see anything. The whole day of recording had exhausted his energy. He should have fallen asleep long ago. He felt like a balloon full of air that had bumped into the cactus Pei Tingsong. Whether he liked it or not, all the air was released, leaving only a soft and shriveled shell.
After a while, Pei Tingsong's voice came from behind him again. But it was not as aggrieved and willful as before. Instead, it was deep and had an indescribable pleading tone.
"Don't turn off the lights."
Fang Juexia was puzzled. With his back facing Pei Tingsong, he said coldly, "How can you sleep if you don't turn off the lights?"
Then, he felt Pei Tingsong's head against the back of his head.
"If you turn off the lights, Fang Juexia won't be able to see."
At this moment, he realized that there were still aftershocks from the kiss just now.
Once he closed his eyes, he would fall back into that deep kiss. His heart would be soaked, and he would not be able to find a way to escape.
Without turning around, Fang Juexia reached out and patted Pei Tingsong's head from behind.
"You can see. Go to sleep."
Pei Tingsong was woken up by his own alarm clock. The class was at ten o 'clock, but he set the alarm clock for half past eight. The vibration gave him a headache. He was in a daze and could not open his eyes. He wanted to reach out to turn off the alarm clock, but his hand could not reach out at all.
It was strange. Pei Tingsong frowned. The next moment, an arm was placed on his body. Pei Tingsong felt around his pillow for a long time before he finally grabbed his phone and turned it off.
He was shocked and instantly woke up. He opened his eyes and turned his head, only to see someone nestled next to him. Half of his face was shrunk in the blanket, but the birthmark at the corner of his eye was exposed. Other than Fang Juexia, there was no one else.
He slowly regained his consciousness and tried to recall his previous memories. He remembered that they came out of the program's dinner party, and then Xiao Wen sent them back to the dormitory.
No, the door lock of the dormitory had been attacked, so they should be in his apartment now.
That's right. That's why he was sleeping in the same bed as Fang Juexia.
Everything was very logical. Pei Tingsong's hanging heart was slightly relieved. After the hangover, Pei Tingsong had a terrible headache. He wanted to get up to drink some water, but he found that he could not get up at all.
He raised his head forcefully, only to find that he was wrapped up tightly with two knotted towels. He could not even move, let alone get up.
No, what was Fang Juexia thinking? Pei Tingsong cursed in his heart as he tried to pry open the blanket and get out. As soon as one of his arms came out, he found that something was wrong.
Why was he naked?
Pei Tingsong struggled to pull both of his arms out, then he unwrapped the towels that were tied around him. He glanced under the blanket and found that he was not wearing anything.
How did things turn out like this?
With a terrible headache, Pei Tingsong looked down, but his clothes were nowhere to be found. He had no choice but to get out of bed with the blanket wrapped around him. He opened the wardrobe and found a set of pajamas to put on. He suddenly looked at the mirror in the wardrobe and found that the right side of his face was a little swollen and red.
His tongue hurt a little too. He opened his mouth and found that his tongue had been bitten.
Not only that, but there were also scratches on his shoulder from fingernails.
What happened?
Every bone in his body was in pain.
He looked back at Fang Juexia, who was still sleeping. Pei Tingsong suspiciously went to the bathroom. He took a shower and checked if there were any other wounds on his body. He tried to recall what happened last night, but his mind was in a mess and he could not remember anything.
He thought that he would feel better after taking a hot shower, but the more he washed his head, the more it hurt and the harder it was to breathe. He turned off the water and came out of the bathroom. When he came out of the bathroom and returned to the bedroom, he found that there was no one on the bed.
He wasn't dreaming, was he?
"Why are you blocking the way?"
A familiar cold voice came from behind. Pei Tingsong shivered and turned away.
Fang Juexia's hair was messy on his forehead, and there were water droplets on his hands. He put a cup of hot water on the bedside and gave Pei Tingsong a look. "There's nothing in the fridge, so I can't make a hangover soup. Just drink it."
"Oh …" Pei Tingsong opened his mouth and found that his throat was hoarse. It was dry and painful. He coughed a few times to clear his throat, but the more he coughed, the worse it got. He bent over and coughed so hard that he could not lift his head. He walked over to the bedside and sat down to drink some water.
Fang Juexia looked at him. Afraid that he would choke, he took the cup of water and said, "Drink it after you're done coughing."
Pei Tingsong's face was red from coughing. He looked pitiful. Fang Juexia reached out and patted his back. When he felt better, he passed the cup of water to him. "Slow down."
Watching him gulp down the water, Fang Juexia stood beside him and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Pei Tingsong put down the cup and said in a hoarse voice, "My bones hurt."
"What else?"
"My tongue hurts too. I don't know what's going on …"
It seemed like he did not remember what happened last night.
Fang Juexia could not describe how he felt now.
It was best that he did not remember what happened last night. They did not have to feel awkward. If what Pei Tingsong said was true, then he did kiss him when he was drunk. However, Pei Tingsong did not say a word after he woke up. This meant that he also felt awkward and did not want to talk about it.
Forgetting was easier than anything else.
But for some reason, he felt a little indignant.
The scary thing was that in the past, Fang Juexia had almost nothing to do with indignation. He was not an emotional person.
"My eyes are a little swollen and painful …"
Fang Juexia knew that something was wrong with Pei Tingsong's voice. He thought about how he had been naked for a long time yesterday, sneezing and having a runny nose. He felt that something was wrong.
"Why do your eyes hurt?" He felt strange and put a pillow behind Pei Tingsong's back. "Lie down. Do you have a thermometer at home? "
Pei Tingsong shook his head. "No, I've never been sick."
"Then congratulations. You're sick now." Fang Juexia covered him with the quilt and reached out to touch his forehead. However, his hand was too cold. It felt hot and inaccurate.
Pei Tingsong stubbornly felt that he was not sick. It was especially embarrassing to be sick in front of Fang Juexia. "I'm sure I'm not …"
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Juexia pushed his forehead hair aside and pressed his forehead against his.
As the distance between them shortened, Pei Tingsong's words were stuck in his throat. He was stunned.
Although he was only close to measure his temperature for a few seconds, it was like an opportunity that ignited him. He remembered something that he could not remember. Those scenes reappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.
Last night, he kissed Fang Juexia.
The pain on the tip of his tongue suddenly found a source and became even more difficult to ignore. Those ridiculous actions reappeared under the stimulation of the pain.
He looked up and saw that Fang Juexia's Adam's apple was broken. The wound was red and clearly visible.
"You have a fever." Fang Juexia seemed to have known this would happen and was not surprised. He raised his hand and tucked him in. "Do you have medicine at home?"
Pei Tingsong saw light blue bruises on his wrist. They seemed to be caused by a grip. He shook his head in a hoarse voice. "No."
Fang Juexia sat by the bed and was silent for a while. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have prepared ibuprofen. Because they were too busy these days, they only slept three to four hours a day and often had headaches, so he always carried it with him.
It came in handy.
Pei Tingsong watched Fang Juexia leave the room. He reached out to touch his lips and frowned as he recalled last night.
He seemed to be crazy as he kept pestering Fang Juexia to talk …
But Fang Juexia woke up in the morning as if nothing had happened.
Not long after, Fang Juexia came back with a glass of water and a pill in his hand. "Take it. The fever is gone."
"What time is it now?" Pei Tingsong swallowed the pill and asked.
"Half past nine."
Pei Tingsong coughed. "I have to go to class."
"You said last night that you didn't want to go to class." Fang Juexia took his phone. "If it's not an important class, call and ask for leave. You won't be able to listen to it even if you go."
Pei Tingsong thought about it and did as he said. He had not had a good rest for a long time. Yesterday, he was tense all day. He drank and caught a cold at night. It would be strange if he did not collapse.
Fang Juexia did not look at him, so Pei Tingsong could not say sorry to him. It was as if Fang Juexia would immediately leave if he exposed this matter. He did not understand what was wrong with him last night. He actually said so much nonsense. It would be fine if he forgot, but he remembered everything.
"I'm going to lie down outside for a while. Call me if you feel uncomfortable."
"Hey …" Pei Tingsong called out to him, but he didn't know what to say after he stopped him.
He felt that his drunken confession last night was a complete failure. He might as well not have said it.
Fang Juexia stopped and looked at him.
Pei Tingsong held it in for a long time and finally gave up. "It's nothing. You can go. The sofa is not comfortable. You can drive my car back. The car keys are in the second drawer of the cabinet. "
Fang Juexia stood there for a while. He thought about the words he said last night when he was drunk and lying on top of him. Those were words he would never say when he was sober.
"It's okay. I'll be outside."
Pei Tingsong shrank into the quilt and turned around. "You can go back. I can do it myself. I'm 20 years old." Pei Tingsong said this in a fit of pique, but he was serious.
He heard Fang Juexia's footsteps moving farther and farther away. His heart sank, and he closed his eyes.
He would write his name upside down the next time he drank.
Not long after he closed his eyes, the footsteps came closer.
Pei Tingsong wanted to turn around, but Fang Juexia pulled him over and laid him flat on the bed. Then, Fang Juexia placed a folded wet towel on his forehead.
"I don't have work today anyway. I'll just sleep when I go back. Xiao Wen went to Changsha with Lu Yuan. She won't be able to take care of you. "Fang Juexia laid out the towel.
Pei Tingsong closed his eyes and said, "I don't need you to take care of me. You can sleep. The sofa outside is not comfortable. I'll go outside. You can sleep here. I can't sleep anyway. I'm not sleepy at all. "
Fang Juexia held him down. "Pei Tingsong."
He stopped moving.
"Didn't you say you want to be friends with me?"
"It's normal for friends to take care of each other." Fang Juexia took the towel down and put it in the basin. He soaked it in water and wrung it dry. "You know what?"
So he really said that.
Pei Tingsong was ashamed. He never thought that he would become like that after drinking. He closed his eyes. Fang Juexia's hand was cold against his cheek. Yes, he did want to be friends with Fang Juexia. He had changed. He no longer looked at Fang Juexia with prejudice. He was willing to get close to Fang Juexia, admire him, and acknowledge his charisma.
He wanted to break down the barriers and become friends with Fang Juexia.
Although that was what he thought, Pei Tingsong couldn't help but think of the kiss last night. He thought of the soft touch that he had never felt before.
He even thought of the trembling heartbeat when their lips and tongues tangled.
"I … What else did I do?" Pei Tingsong opened his eyes and looked at Fang Juexia. He said guiltily, "I don't remember."
Fang Juexia's face was calm. "You want me to praise you. I praised you. You're smart and amazing. "After saying that, Fang Juexia looked at him seriously." I'm not patronizing you, Pei Tingsong. You're really outstanding. I'm just not used to expressing it to you.
"You might have forgotten. I'll tell you what I said last night again. I accept your apology last night. I know it was sincere. " He looked into Pei Tingsong's eyes. His gaze was sincere. "I'm also very sorry for ignoring and neglecting you in the past two years. I'll treat you like a friend from now on." He took Pei Tingsong's hand and shook it. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "The Cold War is officially over. We shook hands and made peace."
Pei Tingsong lowered his eyes and stared at the hand that was holding his. He let go very quickly, so quickly that he didn't have time to exchange body temperature.
Fang Juexia repeated what he said last night. Everything was said frankly and directly. He broke the ice very maturely in a sober state.
The only thing he avoided was that kiss.
Pei Tingsong should be glad. But his chest was strangely blocked, and his heart was beating weakly. It was probably because he was sick. He was very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
After applying a cold towel a few times, the water needed to be changed. Fang Juexia took the water and walked to the main room. The more Pei Tingsong thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He knew that it would be very awkward to expose this matter, but if Fang Juexia didn't say it, he would feel uncomfortable.
He had never kissed anyone before. Even his first kiss had been snatched away by Fang Juexia without a care in the world.
He had never felt this way before. He felt as if his heart was being pulled by something.
His phone vibrated. Pei Tingsong picked it up and saw Ling Yi's message.
[Dash: Xiao Pei! Are you awake? I want to eat the chocolate you bought last time! The box in Brother Qiang's car. I'll open it ~]
Pei Tingsong couldn't even remember when he bought the chocolate. He could only deal with it.
[Kaledo's Number One Big Boss: Take it.]
Just as he pressed send, he thought of something, so he resisted the fever and typed a bunch of messages. He deleted and deleted them. Finally, a few seconds before Fang Juexia came back, he hurriedly pressed send and threw his phone away.
Ling Yi had just opened the packaging when his phone vibrated again.
[Kaledo's Number One Big Boss: Let me ask you a question. I have a friend who wanted to be friends with another person. Then he told him that everything was going well, but he messed it up. He accidentally kissed him, just once. Now he's very anxious, so he called me to ask. You know that I've never done such a stupid thing. How can I help him? Big Boss, you're a social butterfly. You know everything, so I asked you on his behalf. Do you think they can still be friends?]
Sitting in the car, Ling Yi couldn't stop laughing. Cheng Qiang was shocked. "What's wrong with you? What's so funny?"
"Pei Tingsong, this silly guy, accidentally kissed a guy! Isn't it funny? Hahahaha!"