Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple

Shaoyang went to the hospital very diligently. He took the company documents in the ward several times. His secretary came up with two **** circles every time. It must have been a group because of the president’s burden.

His attendance rate has increased, and Xiao Xiao has less to come. He can hardly see him except for three meals a day.

Luo Shitu looked at Shaoyang and looked at the oranges with a slight depression. He said, "Does your company really don't matter? I don't need your care here."

Slag attack, you will go straight and go, I have to brush up the feelings!

Seeing the youth’s worried look, Shao Yang’s heart was warm and said: “It’s okay, I don’t care if I don’t look at you.”

"So you are too hard, I have aunts." Luo Shutu frowned, and the rare little movements were unexpectedly cute.

Shaoyang picked up an orange piece and put it to his mouth. He said, "I don't think so much between us? Don't think too much, you, too, you are more eccentric."

Luo Shitu had no choice but to take the orange by hand and did not obediently accept such intimate behavior of feeding.

"...Auntie?" Shaoyang stunned, seeing the young man biting the orange to look at him, his attitude and usual, and relieved.

Fortunately, Jane Huai still does not know his own thoughts. When he was tired, he thought about tearing down and not breaking it. Now he can't even figure out what he wants, and he is even more reluctant to perceive it.

After thinking about it, he tried to test: "Auntie, Xiao Wei and you said about me?"

"What do you mean? If it is similar to your college affair, I am actually very interested." Luo Shutu said.

"If you don't refuse, Auntie will not be less than me." Shao Yang put down his heart and said.

Luo Shitu smiled shallowly: "I can't compare with you, I just want someone I like very much, just be together."

Shaoyang looked at his slender fingers and picked up an orange. The ghost made a lot of questions: "It doesn't matter to men?"

"..." The young man slowly ate oranges, finished his fingertips and wiped off a little juice on his lips. The tone was unusual like saying something to eat at noon.

"Well, men and women don't care."

Shaoyang couldn't speak for a while, and all kinds of emotions in his heart were mixed. He couldn't help but laugh at himself. Actually, this is the answer. What are your own forbearances in these years?

What's even more ridiculous is that he can't remember the feelings of loving love. He thought slyly, and the flashes in his memories turned out to be Xiao Xiao, smiling, gentle, and dressed in aprons. Every time he did it directly / There is no sound in love...

Jane Huai called him Shaoyang, but in the first two years Xiao Xiao called him Shao Xuechang. He even clearly remembered that the man who was at that time turned around and surprised him. Probably, from that time on, they are different.

He stretched his brow and relieved: "Auntie, if I say like you, would you agree?"

He really loved Jane Huai, but he is also in love with Xiao Wei. The former is the existence that cannot be erased in his memory, not the beauty that the lover is willing to protect, and the latter is the partner he wants to work together for a lifetime.

So let him be free, Jane Huai.

Silence for a while in the ward.

"Shaoyang..." The young man pondered, just about to open, the door opened.

Xiao Wei feels that he is not normal. Eavesdropping is not his intention. It is not his style to insert a foot at this time.

But when he saw that the two kept a safe distance, he was surprised to find that he was actually relieved, because for whatever reason, the young man did not want to hear the answer.

"Auntie is coming, today is earlier than yesterday." Luo Shutu blinked his eyes, and his tone was not unnatural.

{Hehehe, this sama friendship reminder: the male owner listens to the whole process~}

{Do you have a tired table?=_=}

Xiao Xiao smiled and put on the food, and he was very skilled.

"Would you like to eat oranges?" Luo Shitu took a flap and shook it in front of him. "Shaoyang can only see people with the technique of peeling oranges."

"He doesn't eat this." Shaoyang said next to him.

When he had just finished speaking, Xiao Wei bit the orange with the hand of the young man.

"Auntie doesn't have to be stubborn," Luo said, licking his mouth and putting the remaining half of the orange back. "Spit it out..."

Shao Yang is right. He really is not keen on sweet and sour things, but he can't eat. Xiao Yan swallowed the oranges and swallowed the youthful hair with a soft expression. Then he said, "I am going to give you hot water. You should eat first."

Luo Shidu nodded, did not think that the two people's mode of getting along is wrong, but in the eyes of Shaoyang, it will change.

He really didn't dare to think about the most impossible possibility. After Xiao Xiao took the kettle out, Shao Yang couldn't help but ask the exit: "Auntie... What do you think Xiao Xiao?"

"Well?" The young man looked at him, as if he didn't care, saying, "Auntie is very good."

Shaoyang struggled for a second, or even a second, and immediately said: "We are in contact."

That kind of possibility, even if there is, must not.

He didn't look at the expression of the young man and said quickly: "We have lived together for six years. Before that, we were a little bit contradictory and I was afraid that you could not accept the same-sex feelings, so I didn't tell you. Xiao Wei is very easy to get along with, and your relationship should be good. I think you can create an opportunity for me to reconcile with him? It is not convenient for him to live with you now."

The youth’s answer was delayed for a while, “...good.” Then he said, “I will go back to the old house next weekend. I haven’t said it to Auntie. Come on, then.”

"You are discharged alone?"

"Mom let Qin Hao come to take care of me, don't worry." Luo Shitu smiled comfortably. "I wish you all the best."

"...I will leave first." Shao Yang stood up and said, "Come again at night."

"Ok."

The human heart is changeable, just like Shaoyang had never thought that he would not love Jane Huai, and he never thought that he would fall in love with Xiao Wei, and that Xiao Wei would not love him.

Of course, this is something.

In the past few days, two autumn rains have been connected, and the temperature has plummeted.

Xiao Wei took a sweater coat and found Luo Shitu, who came out to the sun on the hospital lawn.

The young man on the recliner smiled at him far away, and his eyes were bathed in the sun, warm as it was.

Xiao Wei tilted his mouth slightly and put on his jacket for him: "How come out alone? Don't add clothes."

"Auntie can find me anyway," Luo Shutu changed to lie down and pointed to the paintings that were placed next to him. "The nurse brought it to me, although it is not special, but it can be used."

"Well, what do you want to paint?" Xiao Wei put the drawing board in front of him.

Luo Shitu picked a pencil and looked up at him: "Auntie."

"Ok."

"Auntie."

"...I?" Xiao Xiao reacted and shook his head. "I have nothing to paint."

"No, I said that Auntie is very beautiful and always wants to draw you down." The young man sincerely said that his eyes were earnest and he could not bear to refuse. "Auntie..."

Xiao Wei silently surrendered: "...well."

"Great, the aunt is sitting on the edge of the flower bed, right, it's best not to move, just right."

The happy mood of the youth is very appealing. Xiao Xiao sat down intently as he said, watching his bright smile and his heart soft.

Time is quiet, no matter what.

"Little?"

Luo Shutu turned to look outside the lawn.

Calling him is a temperamental lady. When he saw him back, he immediately smiled: "It’s a small sigh. I heard your mother say that you are back home, and you want to see you again. Oh, yes, come over. This is the son of a mother classmate, Jane Huai, do you really like his paintings?"

Lin Biao: "..."

Luo Shitu smiled and said: "Fang Ayi is still so young." He put down his pen and reached out to Lin Biao. "Hey, call me a little brother."

His embarrassment, his idol, his goal, is so broken... Lin Biao thinks in a mess.

"……Hello there."

"This child is really rude, no matter him, Xiao Yan, what's wrong with you?" Lin mother liked the gentle and courteous Jane Huai, saw the plaster on his left hand, said distressed.

"Nothing, a little accident." Luo Shitu looked at Xiao Xiao and came over and smiled. "Auntie, this is my friend Xiao Wei."

Lin Biao: "...the teacher is good."

Ask God to advise! I bumped into the teacher's base and swollen it! Online, etc., very urgent!

"Ah, is it a teacher?" It’s so clever.” Lin’s mother smiled and turned her eyes to the drawing board. “Is Xiao Xiao’s painting teacher Xiao?”

Luo Shitu nodded.

"Hey," Lin Biao looked at the sketch that hadn't been drawn yet. His eyes were a bit puzzled. "This is..."

"Practicing the pen, can't enter the eye." Luo Shutu said, the dark guy is really poisonous.

Lin Biao is not suspicious of him. He only said: "It is impossible to compare with your works. It is like a novice."

... never painted with the right hand, is it not a newbie? ! Luo Shitu smiled and said: "Do you like painting very much? If you want to learn, I will teach you."

Lin Musheng said: "Hey, don't hurry up, thank you Xiaoxiao brother? You didn't always want him to give pointers?"

He really wants to turn around and go, there is wood! But a living Jane Huai is in front of you can't go!

"Thank you..." Lin Biao squeezed out the last few words in a black line. "...small, brother, brother..."

......

Luo Shutu: "...hey."

Young people rarely have such smiles, and the spirits outside of Wenya are from the inner pleasures and live in an instant.

Lin Biao turned away with anger and turned away. Lin Mu was helpless. She had to rush a few words with Luo Shitu and also said goodbye.

Xiao Wei stood by his side and asked, "Would you like to go back?"

“Yeah.” The young man took the paper and carefully packed it into the bag that was prepared in the morning. The movement was awkward.

Since it is used for practicing pens, what should you do carefully? Xiao Wei thought, not long ago, I was still looking forward to the feeling of satisfaction. When I turned back, I felt funny.

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