Love perfect score

Chapter 41

This was the first time Yan Xiaomu heard Xu Qingqiao mention the word "love". Xu Qingqiao didn't say it directly, but Yan Xiaomu's heartbeat, which had been suppressed by hundreds of venlafaxine for these days, suddenly showed signs of recovery.

Her face was pressed against Xu Qingqiao's shoulder, her wet eyelashes blinked lightly, and she was already speechless.

After asking, Xu Qingqiao found out that Yan Xiaomu hadn't eaten until now, so he took him back to the hotel. This time, he only had one room, a big bed room.

It was already in the afternoon, and after the hotel check-in, the lobby sent someone to bring some light meals. Yan Xiaomu had no appetite, so he sat on the sofa with his chopsticks, staring at the pile of dishes in a daze.

Yan Xiaomu didn't eat, and Xu Qingqiao couldn't force him, so he could only sit next to him and try to put the food in his mouth.

Xu Qingqiao found that Yan Xiaomu didn't eat by himself, but he would still open his mouth obediently when he was served, so he fed him half a bowl of rice along with the dishes.

But after Yan Xiaomu ate half a bowl, he didn't want to eat any more. He pushed the man's arm and whispered no more.

Xu Qingqiao wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, asked him if he would drink milk tea, and ordered takeaway for him if he did.

Yan Xiaomu sat blankly, his eyes dull, and his hands were hanging by his legs. It took more than ten seconds for Xu Qingqiao to say something before he shook his head and said he would not drink.

"It's too sweet, I don't drink it. Children like sweet things."

Xu Qingqiao paused, reached out and turned Yan Xiaomu's face, and said in a low voice, "Don't do that."

Yan Xiaomu flinched back, as if frightened, and repeated: "I won't drink, I've grown up..."

A strong sense of suffocation caused Xu Qingqiao to choke his throat. This was an experience he had never experienced before. Yan Xiaomu's situation was like a quagmire, and the bystanders had to sink into it too, and their mouths and noses were covered.

Xu Qingqiao resisted the repressed emotions in her heart, stretched out her hand to hug Yan Xiaomu into her arms, caressed the back of his neck slowly, and rubbed behind his ear, "Xiaomu, let's not break up, let's not break up. "

There was no movement in his arms, Xu Qingqiao looked down, but saw the person in his arms biting his lip patiently, tears rolling down silently one by one, wetting the shirt material on his chest.

"I'm sorry," he wiped away the tears from the corners of Yan Xiaomu's eyes, "The breakup is not because you are childish or immature..."

"I know..." Yan Xiaomu continued with a sob, "I know everything...I know you don't want me to have conflicts with my mother."

Xu Qingqiao didn't reply, Yan Xiaomu began to wipe away tears: "But how could you not contact me at all for so many years, you are so cruel..."

Crying so hard, Yan Xiaomu limp on Xu Qingqiao's body, clutching his arm, sobbing, unable to stop, "You also think I'm stupid, I'm stupid... just because I was young at that time, so I feel a little It doesn't matter, right?"

Xu Qingqiao held Yan Xiaomu in his arms, and he didn't have anything to say to defend himself. Yan Xiaomu's tears flowed into every crevice of his heart, and the medicine that Yan Xiaomu took had a strong chemical reaction in his heart.

Yan Xiaomu is not smart, but when it comes to liking someone, he is much more persistent and brave than him.

"You're not stupid." Xu Qingqiao pressed the back of his head and rubbed it, "Xiao Mu, you're not stupid at all, I'm the one who is stupid."

Yan Xiaomu had just eaten, and cried for a while, sleepiness gradually struck, wiping away tears, she curled up in Xu Qingqiao's arms and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, there were still tears on her face, and her slightly trembling eyelashes were completely wet, which made her look pitiful.

Yan Xiaomu slept all the time, Xu Qingqiao kept holding him, and didn't carry him to the bed. When Yan Xiaomu wanted to turn over, he moved his arms or buttocks, and hugged him better.

Yan Xiaomu slept until it was close to dinner time, during which time Xu Qingqiao muted her phone, and then used WeChat to work.

In the end, Yan Xiaomu was woken up by his own phone ringing. The phone was placed on the coffee table next to the sofa, and when it vibrated, he woke up.

The person in his arms was still twisting and turning on the "bed", so Xu Qingqiao helped him take the phone and looked at it, and when he saw the note was "Mom", he knew it was Lin Xiangyu calling.

What was different from last night was that even Xu Qingqiao didn't expect that Yan Xiaomu would directly say to the other end of the phone this time: "I'm with Xu Qingqiao now."

So he touched Yan Xiaomu's hand and motioned for himself to talk to Lin Xiangyu.

Contrary to what he imagined, Xu Qingqiao thought he was going to hear Lin Xiangyu's hoarse shouting again, but the voice on the other end of the phone was much calmer than a few years ago, "Qing Qiao, it's you, Auntie hasn't seen you for a long time."

His tone was so ordinary that he seemed to know that such a day would come, so he was not surprised at all.

It was Xu Qingqiao who didn't react, the prepared explanation suddenly became useless, so he had to chat with Lin Xiangyu a few words about his current situation, and then mentioned that he just met Yan Xiaomu by chance.

Lin Xiangyu avoided Yan Xiaomu's topic, "I don't know what you look like now, come and show auntie when you have time."

When Xu Qingqiao answered the phone, Yan Xiaomu got up consciously and walked to the side. It wasn't until Xu Qingqiao hung up the phone that Yan Xiaomu hung his head aside and said slowly, "Mom won't object to me liking men now."

To be precise, there is no way to object. In the past two years, Lin Xiangyu has received psychological treatment with Yan Xiaomu. Compared with seeing Yan Xiaomu immersed in pain because she asked her to change her sexual orientation, and even finally got depressed, she is no longer entangled. My son is gay.

Xu Qingqiao sat down on the sofa, "I told your mother that I will send you back to City C, stay one more night today, and leave tomorrow."

Yan Xiaomu lowered his head and twisted his fingers, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Are you busy? If I'm busy, I'll go back by car."

"not busy."

Fortunately, Xu Qingqiao was not particularly busy, but even if he was a little busy, for Yan Xiaomu's sake, he still answered that he was not busy.

After a while, Yan Xiaomu received a call from Zhang Ming, asking him to go out for dinner, and Wang Meimei and Chen Xue were there.

The place to eat is a very light coconut chicken hot pot restaurant. Xu Qingqiao drove Yan Xiaomu there, and reminded him after sending him to the door: "If you have a bad stomach, don't eat spicy food."

Yan Xiaomu lowered his head and said, "I was checked in the hospital last night, and my stomach should be fine."

Yan Xiaomu confessed to Xu Qingqiao that there was no organic problem with his stomach and intestines. He was not feeling well at the time, but he was transferred to the psychiatry department when he couldn't find anything wrong. He was finally diagnosed as somatic symptoms caused by depression.

"Just take the medicine." Yan Xiaomu added.

Yan Xiaomu also realized that the digestion pills prescribed by the hospital didn't work, and he had to take antidepressants.

Xu Qingqiao reached out and touched the back of Yan Xiaomu's hand, "It will be fine."

"I feel better. My mother said that I got this disease because I cried too much. I don't cry much now." Yan Xiaomu thought for a while and then added, "I haven't cried for a long time, and it's only been two days since I cried again. of."

After speaking, she still felt that it was not rigorous enough, so Yan Xiaomu patched it up again: "The crying in the past two days is not sad crying, but ordinary crying, which is different from crying when I was sick before."

Yan Xiaomu knew that when he was in the worst condition, he would cry suddenly when his mind was empty and he didn't think about anything.

Xu Qingqiao heard Yan Xiaomu say that it turns out that if you are too sad, you will get sick.

Yan Xiaomu has always been a crybaby, but Xu Qingqiao knew that the kind of tears shed in the past would not make people depressed, but Yan Xiaomu's current state has nothing to do with their failed love, nor him. relationship.

"Would you like to come together..." Yan Xiaomu took his hand and whispered, "You haven't had dinner yet, let's come together."

"No, I'm going back to the hotel to eat, and I just have something to deal with at work." Xu Qingqiao patted his head, "Call me after eating, and I'll pick you up."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Xiaomu didn't call him and went back to the hotel by himself.

Yan Xiaomu didn't have a room card, Xu Qingqiao heard someone knocking on the door, thought it was the hotel staff, opened the door only to find it was him.

"Why did you come back by yourself?" Xu Qingqiao glanced at his watch, "I didn't know you came back so early."

After Yan Xiaomu entered, Xu Qingqiao noticed that he was carrying two plastic bags.

Yan Xiaomu put the bags on the coffee table, and took out a few fast food boxes from one of the bags, "We ordered too much, we didn't finish it, so we packed it for you."

Xu Qingqiao walked over to have a look, and the appearance of each dish was so good that it didn't look like leftovers, and the dishes were so complete that they didn't look like they could be packed out of a hot pot restaurant.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Xiaomu's shoulder, "Thank you, I've eaten."

Yan Xiaomu didn't say anything, and silently put away the lunch box. Xu Qingqiao pressed his hand and said, "Leave it alone. I'll have it for supper later."

Yan Xiaomu's expression softened a little.

There was also a plastic bag, Yan Xiaomu took out a white T-shirt and a pair of black shorts from the bag before going to take a shower, and opened a box of new underwear.

There were other things vaguely visible in the bag. When Yan Xiaomu went to take a shower, Xu Qingqiao took a look and saw that there were two pairs of socks, a blue sippy cup, a box of condoms and a lubricant in the bag .

Yan Xiaomu came out of the shower wearing the newly bought short-sleeved shorts, Xu Qingqiao glanced at him, and he lowered his head.

Xu Qingqiao didn't say anything. After taking off her shirt and trousers and hanging them in the closet, she went into the bathroom in her underwear. Yan Xiaomu sat on the edge of the bed without raising her head.

When Xu Qingqiao came out of the shower, Yan Xiaomu had already got into the bed, grabbing the corner of the quilt with his hands, only his hairy head was exposed.

After Xu Qingqiao made a few phone calls at work, when he went to visit Yan Xiaomu again, he saw Yan Xiaomu turned sideways with his face pressed against the pillow, looking as if he was asleep.

But when he got into bed, Yan Xiaomu posted it immediately.

"Not asleep yet?" Xu Qingqiao pinched the back of his neck.

Xu Qingqiao also only wore short sleeves, Yan Xiaomu pressed his head against his chest and shook his head.

Xu Qingqiao remembered the things in the bag, put down the hands pinching the back of Yan Xiaomu's neck, stroked his back, and asked him in the dark: "Are you sleepy?"

Yan Xiaomu shook his head again.

Xu Qingqiao said: "I saw what I bought. I didn't do it on purpose. The packaging is too eye-catching. If you mind, I apologize."

It took a while after Xu Qingqiao finished speaking, but Yan Xiaomu remained silent, so he pressed Yan Xiaomu's head against his chest, then raised his hand to turn on the bedside lamp.

After turning on the light, he went to look at Yan Xiaomu again, and saw that the man was completely red from the back of his ears to his neck, and his body was also very hot.

He asked Yan Xiaomu, "Where's the stuff?"

Just before he went to bed, he took a look and saw that the condom box in the bag had been taken apart, and there was only an empty box of lubricant left.

Only then did Yan Xiaomu slowly take out something from the bed, it was a condom and a lubricant.

"It might hurt the first time." Xu Qingqiao reminded him.

I don't know if it's because of shyness or other reasons, Yan Xiaomu's cheeks, even the eye circles are red, "No...it's okay."

Xu Qingqiao stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xiaomu's arm, and said in a low voice, "I don't have any experience either, so I'll talk about it when it hurts."