Shura Field II

When Fang Huai was on the phone, he deliberately avoided Kong Lingyu, for no other reason than that he was afraid that he would snatch the phone.

He stood on the empty balcony, leaning against the railing, explaining to Li Xuan everything that had happened today. He told Li Xuan, "That dream has come true. Kong Lingyu from the welfare home came to see him."

Li Xuan was still noisy. After a while, he seemed to find a quiet place and confirmed with Fang Huai again: "The good friend you mentioned—Kong Lingyu?"

He didn't think it was normal. A playmate he hadn't contacted for more than ten years appeared without any warning, and everything was so coincidental. Kong Lingyu happened to be the boss of Fang Huai's younger brother, happened to be going back to Taipei for the New Year, happened to have his house smashed, and happened to be living in Fang's house.

It was so logical and coincidental that he suspected that Fang Huai's childhood playmate had other intentions.

That person didn't consider himself an outsider at all, casually interrupting his conversation with Fang Huai without putting himself in the right place. Li Xuan didn't like this feeling of being isolated. He knew most of Fang Huai's affairs, but he still felt uneasy about the parts he had missed.

It shouldn't be like this. He should be the one Fang Huai relies on the most, the one who is unique in his heart. From time to time, he would think of that man calling him by a nickname he had never known, the intimacy in his words, repeatedly showing how close he and Fang Huai were.

Li Xuan disdains these despicable means, but he still cares about them in his heart.

But Li Xuan didn't say what was in his heart. He smiled and said, "Then I really should treat him to a meal."

"Thank you for taking such good care of my boyfriend back then."

Fang Huai took a long time to respond, so Li Xuan called out with a hint of doubt: "Xiao Huai, are you busy?"

"It's okay." Fang Huai replied immediately, his tone hurried, and he drew his attention back.

"Why is there such a cold wind here?" The lingering Kong Lingyu said through the balcony door.

The smile on Kong Lingyu's face was almost perfect. Fang Huai had no choice but to look back at Kong Lingyu, marveling at his sharp hearing. But he didn't see Kong Lingyu's hands hanging on the side of his legs, his bulging veins, his thighs that were almost twisted blue, and his scarlet lips opening and closing, revealing his sharp white teeth.

"It's not a big deal. Maimai and I haven't become so estranged yet."

A powerful hand pushed open the balcony door. Under Fang Huai's vigilant gaze, he leaned close to his phone and boasted, "Maimai was very cute when he was a child, and he's still cute now. Back when he was in the orphanage, he especially loved sticking to me."

Li Xuan paused for a moment and chuckled, "I know. Fang Huai told me."

Not willing to be outdone, he said, "After all, he is the one who sticks to me the most right now."

The tension between the two grew stronger, and Fang Huai quickly interrupted their conversation and hurriedly said to Kong Lingyu, "Go to bed early."

He returned to his room and used the door to block Kong Lingyu's sight. Kong Lingyu stood on the balcony. A cold wind blew, messing up the short hair on his forehead, revealing his sharp and ostentatious eyes. The jealousy and fear in his eyes burst out. He put his hands on the cold railing, which made a creaking sound.

Fang Huai came to the room, the phone was still on, and Li Xuan didn't say anything.

The two of them faced off in silence, and finally Fang Huai was defeated. "When are you going back?"

"Next Monday."

Fang Huai: "Oh."

The air was silent again.

Li Xuan spoke, "Xiao Huai, there is something wrong with your friend. I hope you..." Before Li Xuan could finish his words, Fang Huai stopped him.

"Li Xuan, I don't like it." He didn't like Li Xuan's use of euphemistic yet forceful imperatives to instruct him on anything. "He and I are just friends. If you don't like him, I won't let you two talk anymore. Can we just treat what we said last time as a joke?"

Li Xuan was silent for a while. Fang Huai's hands clutched the bed sheet and he said, "Well, good night."

Li Xuan hung up the phone and Fang Huai threw himself on the bed. He knew what Li Xuan wanted to say, but he didn't want to listen to it tonight.

It's just that something is wrong with Kong Lingyu. He hopes he will stay away from Kong Lingyu and preferably have no contact with her.

After the two fell in love, this scene happened more than once. He introduced his good friends to Li Xuan, and Li Xuan also said the same thing.

What is wrong? What is right?

Fang Huai didn't want to think about it anymore. Li Xuan was his lover, just his lover.

Kong Lingyu was his friend, a friend he hadn't seen for a long time. He didn't know how to describe how special Kong Lingyu was.

Fang Huai suddenly felt very tired. He lay on the bed, and the scene of the welfare home kept appearing in his mind: a gentle woman speaking in dialect, handing him a washed teddy bear, seriously asking him to hide in the corner, and telling him not to move, and wait for his father to come and find him later.

His mother left without looking back, and he huddled in the corner. The old locust tree nearby was rustling with petals. When he was hungry, he ate the white flowers on the ground. When he was thirsty, he took a small cup of water from his teddy bear's pocket and drank. He didn't know when his father would come looking for him.

Kong Lingyu descended from the sky, followed by sweet white flowers falling in front of him, and led him into the welfare home. Kong Lingyu was the first person to accept Fang Huai.

It was also when the photos of his parents committing suicide in the rental house were leaked and the police found the welfare home that he was the first person to jump out and protect him behind them.

Fang Huai's mind was in a mess. He thought a lot that night, and his thoughts were tangled in a mess. He did realize that the distance between him and Kong Lingyu was too close, so he began to keep his distance from him.

When Kong Lingyu sat down, he stood up. When Kong Lingyu came to drink water, he made room. In short, wherever Kong Lingyu went, he left.

The two of them lived under the same roof, so how could they possibly hide? When Fang Huai was about to escape after dinner, Kong Lingyu held him back and said sincerely, "Shall we go to the welfare home together today?"

Fang Huai thought about their relationship and was about to refuse, deciding to pick a time to go alone. Then he heard Kong Lingyu sigh deeply: "Dean's mother always talks to me about you, asking if you are doing well and what you are doing recently?"

Kong Lingyu showed a disappointed expression: "Does your lover mind?"

"Are you still mad at me for what happened a few days ago? You're avoiding me on purpose. Forget it, I'll ask the maintenance team if my apartment is fixed. If not, I'll just stay in a hotel." After saying that, he stood up dejectedly and was about to pack his things.

"I didn't hide from you on purpose." Fang Huai said guiltily.

He couldn't understand Kong Lingyu's train of thought. He always led everything in this direction. Obviously, it was because he realized that they were too close and wanted to keep some distance.

"Then why have you been avoiding me all morning? Am I not your friend? How can you avoid your friends?" Kong Lingyu kept dwelling on this matter.

"You are my friend, let's go together!" Fang Huai is famous for his good temper, but he often fails to show it in front of Kong Lingyu.

Seeing Fang Huai's annoyance and confusion, a sly glint flashed in his eyes, and he said happily, "Then it's a date!"

He stretched out his hand in front of Fang Huai and raised his chin: "Do you want to pinky promise?"

Fang Huai couldn't help but glare at him and muttered softly, "Childish."

But he still reached out and shook hands with the person.