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You Shulang turned over in bed, still feeling uncomfortable.
All I could see was darkness, not even the shadows of the night could be seen.
The curtains were thick, with three layers, blocking out all light sources. Somehow, they seemed to suit Fan Xiao very well.
You Shulang reached out and felt around the head of the bed before he took the curtain remote control in his hand, pressed start, and then pressed pause.
The curtains slowly opened a crack, and the watery moonlight instantly poured in, casting a layer of brightness on this strange bedroom.
You Shulang slept in the guest room of Fan Xiao's house.
Half an hour ago, Fan Xiao looked at You Shulang, who was standing at the entrance and about to leave, with an earnest expression.
"Shu Lang, it's too late now. By the time you get home, it will be dawn. Besides, you can't drive after drinking, and it's not easy to call a taxi here."
He had changed into home clothes, and the light slid down the silk fabric like rippling waves.
Fan Xiao unbuttoned the last two buttons of the shirt with great effort. He did it very slowly, his thumb occasionally sliding across the well-defined abdominal muscles. If his other hand had not been tied with a splint, You Shulang would have defined this behavior as teasing.
"You sleep in the guest room. No one has slept in the guest room since I moved in." Fan Xiao approached, his words were a little clingy, "I'll have to trouble Director You to take me to work tomorrow morning. It's hard to get a taxi during the morning rush hour."
"I can drive over to pick you up tomorrow morning, Fan Xiao. I'm not used to staying overnight at someone else's house." You Shulang refused.
"The guest room has a private bathroom, and the supplies and bedding are all new. Just treat it as a hotel stay."
You Shulang stared at Fan Xiao and found that his injured finger moved in the splint. He remembered the doctor's instructions and finally had no choice but to agree.
Fan Xiao pushed a glass of red wine in front of You Shulang and reached his fingers into the warm and moist vapor.
You Shulang had just taken a shower, and his whole body was emitting warm moisture. A thin layer of red was stained on his cold white skin, his eyelashes were wet, and his whole body seemed somewhat soft.
He was wearing the same style and different color pajamas as Fan Xiao, but his style was different.
The black color made Fan Xiao look deep and elegant, while the champagne color added a touch of softness to You Shulang's coldness, which made Fan Xiao's heart flutter.
You Shulang raised the crow feather that was soaked by water vapor and glanced at Fan Xiao: "You have an injury on your hand, you can't drink."
"I know. I poured it just for you." Fan Xiao sat next to You Shulang, tilted his head to look at him, thinking about how to take credit.
"Have you gotten your revenge today?" he asked.
With heavy eyelashes drooping, You Shulang slowly took a sip of wine.
"I don't think Bai Pengyu did it." He looked at Fan Xiao, his jaw tightened sharply, "It should be someone else."
"There is someone else?" Facing You Shulang's gaze, Fan Xiao remained calm and composed. "Didn't you find Bai Pengyu through investigation? Did you find the wrong person? If it wasn't Bai Pengyu, why would he admit it?"
The dark red liquid swayed in the crystal cup, creating a beautiful glow. You Shulang said slowly, "There are some things I don't understand, but... I just don't think Bai Pengyu is someone who would commit adultery with the same sex."
"These young masters are always attracted to both men and women."
You Shulang couldn't say directly that this was a gay man's intuition, so he could only nod gently: "I know. But he looks really resistant to TXL."
"But he was drunk that night. What standard can he be judged by?"
You Shulang leaned his back against the back of the chair, tilted his head slightly, and uttered helplessly, "That's right."
Fan Xiao knew how to control the topic. He was concerned like a true friend: "If you still have doubts in your heart, we will continue to investigate."
You Shulang's Adam's apple moved as he took a sip of wine. His lips, which were already red from the steam, took on a new color, making them even more seductive.
"Let's talk about it later." The indifferent eyes turned sincere as they looked at Fan Xiao, "No matter what, I have to thank you today, Fan Xiao."
He lowered his eyes and smiled softly, his voice seemed to contain a sigh and gratitude: "To be honest, from childhood to adulthood, no one has ever protected me like this."
Fan Xiao's eyes suddenly darkened, and he felt regretful. He was always eloquent, but now he was speechless for a long time. After the regret, there was even more heartache. How much sadness could be concealed by such a light sentence?
"You're not going to cry, are you?" You Shulang glared at him, and said "Fuck" with a smile, "Fan Xiao, don't act like a grown-up girl. Do you know what the girls in our unit say about you in private?"
Fan Xiao suppressed his outward emotions and asked calmly, "What are you talking about?"
"They say you're the dark and gloomy type of male protagonist. If you get entangled with them, there will be no good ending." You Shulang approached the handsome man playfully, "What do you think they would think if they knew you were childish and clingy, and your eyes would turn red at any time?"
This was the first time You Shulang approached Fan Xiao on his own initiative. He had a smile in his eyes, which were filled with tiny sparks of light. Fan Xiao looked a little dazed, and asked softly, "I don't care what they think, I just want to know what you think?"
"Me?" You Shulang pulled away, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and patted Fan Xiao on the shoulder casually, "I just want to go to sleep now."
He stood up and walked towards the guest room. When he was near the door, he turned his head against the light, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his usually calm eyes: "If you need anything tonight, call me."
You Shulang couldn't sleep, so he got up and sat against the head of the bed. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but gave up because of the courtesy of being a guest.
He thought of Fan Xiao's injured hand. Although he had taken anti-inflammatory drugs orally, the doctor said that he might still have a fever at night.
You Shulang had experience in taking care of patients since he was a child, and knew that it was easy to have a high fever at night. He hesitated for a moment, got up, opened the door, and walked towards Fan Xiao's bedroom.
Fan Xiao's home was pitch dark, like a cold, deep cave. You Shulang used his cell phone to illuminate the room, and found a wall lamp to turn it on. The dim light penetrated the heavy darkness, driving away the uncomfortable blind night.
Fan Xiao's bedroom is opposite to the guest room. You Shulang walked to the door, raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but slowly put it down after a moment.
With a light push of the fingertips, the bedroom door quietly opened, the dim light slipped in, and a small pale yellow trapezoidal window opened on the ground at the door.
The person on the bed sank into the quilt. From You Shulang's perspective, he could only see his smooth black hair. Zhan walked to the bed. Fan Xiao was sleeping on his back. The light was dim, so he couldn't see if his eyelashes moved, but he looked like he was sleeping restlessly.
She placed her fingers gently on the man's forehead, and there was hot sweat under her fingers. Then he heard a suppressed low moan.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" You Shulang lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with worry.
Fan Xiao opened his eyes, his face hidden in the diluted darkness, his expression was obscure, but with a blatant sense of aggression, and his slightly raised eyes were also surging with an incomprehensible fanaticism.
"I feel very uncomfortable." The low and hoarse voice stirred up the danger hidden in the dark night, "Didn't Director You say that he could ask you for help?"
For some reason, You Shulang keenly sensed the danger. He was startled and tried to withdraw his hand quickly, but before he could form the thought, someone grabbed his wrist.
"Director You, please help me now!"
Fan Xiao pulled his hand and quickly slid it into the quilt, passing over the firm chest, strong and lean waist and abdomen, then down, and stopped!
"Fan Xiao!"
You Shulang was furious. He gathered all his strength and struggled, instantly breaking the man's good hand.
"Fuck you!" He strangled Fan Xiao's neck with one hand and punched him hard with the other! Puff! The sound of the fist hitting the flesh shattered the ambiguity in the dark night!
He was still furious and swung his fist again! When he was about to throw his fist, a big hand grabbed it tightly! Fan Xiao pulled You Shulang in front of him and said quickly, "My left hand is not working well and it makes me uncomfortable. Please help me. We are all men. What's wrong with you? I can give you my hand later!"
He pushed the person away, propped himself up with one hand, turned over and half-sitting on the bed, took out a cigarette from the bedside and put it in his mouth, still with resentment in his voice: "You don't have to hit people even if you don't agree." He touched the corner of his mouth with his hand and let out a hiss in pain.
You Shulang stood beside the bed, staring at Fan Xiao. His shock and anger faded little by little, until in the end he was left with only helplessness.
She slowly sat on the edge of the bed, with her back to the man behind her.
Rubbing his face with his hands, he sighed, "Give me a cigarette."
It took a while before the cigarette was thrown over, along with a box of matches.
The fire flickered on and off. You Shulang took a deep puff of cigarette. As the white mist slowly melted into the night, he said, "Fan Xiao, I'm gay. I can't play this kind of straight man game with you."