227, Lu Jieyuan, do you want to listen?
227, Lu Jieyuan, do you want to listen?
Zhao Lang raised his hand, from the boy's face... finally fell on the boy's shoulder. He gently pushed the sleeping man and called out, "Ming Fei, wake up."
"Huh?" Lu Mingfei woke up almost immediately after being pushed.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the person in front of him, and then found himself sitting in the bathtub. Lu Mingfei then remembered that he had fallen asleep in the middle of his bath.
"Oh, why did I fall asleep?"
"It's a good thing you woke me up, otherwise I would have to go to the clinic to see a doctor when I wake up tomorrow." Lu Mingfei gave a grateful look to the person who woke him up. You know, catching a cold can be fatal these days.
He is a man who values his life very much and doesn't want to die young for the second time.
"You may be too tired." Zhao Lang did not blame the boy who almost fell asleep in the bathtub. He just said calmly: "Get up, put on your clothes, dry your hair, and go to bed."
"Oh, okay, I'll get up right away." Lu Mingfei also found that the water was a little cold. If he continued to soak in it, he might really catch a cold.
With his hands on the edge of the bathtub, he stood up directly from the water.
"!" Zhao Lang only heard a "crash" sound, and then saw the boy's half-naked body. His body reacted faster than his brain and turned around, with his back to the person who stood up, "You, you..."
Lu Mingfei lifted his foot, stepped out of the tub, and stood on the floor. He picked up the cloth on the stool and wiped the water off his body. He gave the person with his back to him a strange look and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"When did you start stuttering? Haha..." It was the first time he saw Zhao Lang like this, and he found it quite fresh and interesting.
"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to get up?" Zhao Lang closed his eyes, his mind still full of the scene he had just seen.
"I clearly said that, why are you still accusing me?" Lu Mingfei looked innocent. He remembered what he had just said. After picking up the pajamas on the stool and putting them on, he glanced at the person who still had his back to him, and a thought flashed through his mind.
But this thought flashed through his mind so quickly that he felt it was unlikely.
He walked over and patted Zhao Lang on the shoulder, but unexpectedly, the slap scared him.
"Zhao Lang, what's wrong with you?" Lu Mingfei walked around Zhao Lang and came in front of him. His eyes fell on Zhao Lang's flushed face and ears. He couldn't help but laugh and asked, "We are both men. What are you afraid of? I'm not shy at all, but you are blushing."
"I..." Facing the young man's playful eyes, Zhao Lang felt angry and annoyed, and also felt a little powerless as he couldn't do anything about this man.
Seeing that Zhao Lang avoided his eyes and didn't dare to look at him, Lu Mingfei recalled the thought that just flashed through his mind. The smile on his face slowly faded. He stared at Zhao Lang's flushed face with a scrutinizing look and asked seriously: "You, do you...?" Like men?
But that’s not right. He has never seen Zhao Lang have such a hobby?
Or, does this make people... like him?
That's not right. They have known each other since childhood and have always had a good relationship, just like good friends and good brothers. Zhao Lang has never expressed any feelings or thoughts to him beyond friendship.
When the words were on the tip of his tongue, Lu Mingfei found himself a little hesitant to ask. He felt that Zhao Lang should not be a homosexual.
But what if... yes?
…It seems that no matter which answer I give, it’s not a good idea to ask someone this kind of question, even if they are good friends.
But this time, Zhao Lang's gaze returned to normal, looking straight at Lu Mingfei and asked, "What do you want to ask me?"
Forget it, let’s not ask. It will be embarrassing for everyone. Lu Mingfei thought so in his heart, and changed the words he said. He handed the hair-wiping cloth in his hand to Zhao Lang and asked, “Can you help me dry my hair? My hair is too wet and I can’t sleep.”
When he realized that his behavior seemed not so good, Lu Mingfei wanted to take back his words, "If not..." If he didn't want to, forget it.
But before he could finish his words, Zhao Lang had already taken the cloth from his hand and replied "Okay".
"Sit down and I'll wipe it for you."
“…”
Meeting Zhao Lang's gaze, Lu Mingfei could only sit down obediently on the recliner, then brushed his long hair back and asked Zhao Lang to help him wipe his hair.
Then, he felt the person behind him wrapping his hair with a cloth. As they were drying his hair, he felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have tried to test Zhao Lang. Now, it made him feel uncomfortable.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. The room was quiet, and a very strange atmosphere lingered in the air.
In the end, Lu Mingfei couldn't stand this strange atmosphere anymore. He coughed to clear his throat before asking Zhao Lang, "Has anything happened outside in the past few days?"
Zhao Lang stood at the back, lowering his gaze to see the boy's face, and replied, "No."
"Well, that's good. No news now is the best news." Lu Mingfei closed his eyes tiredly.
"How have you been in the Imperial Examination Hall these past few days?"
"Hmm...it's okay."
When Lu Mingfei said this, there was a hint of reluctance in his tone.
"I finished the test half a day in advance. Anyway, I've finished the test, and I know whether I can pass or not."
"If I don't pass this time, I definitely won't go in and take the exam a second time." He didn't dare say these words to his family, but when he said them to Zhao Lang, he had no worries or concerns. Because he knew that if he failed the exam this time and didn't take it next time, Zhao Lang would definitely not say anything to him or force him to take the exam a second time.
"You can do it, don't underestimate yourself." Zhao Lang spoke with affirmation in his tone.
"Hehe, I hope I can do it too. After all, I got the first place in the provincial examination, right?" Lu Mingfei was a little proud when he talked about getting the first place in the provincial examination.
You know, Kyoto Prefecture is a place where many scholars emerge, so it is a very impressive thing for him to get the first place in the exam.
"You not only took first place in the provincial examination, you also took first place in the county examination and the imperial examination." Zhao Lang corrected.
"You still remember it?" Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and looked up at the person standing behind him, with a hint of joy in his eyes. After all, the last few times he took the top spot in the exam were three years ago.
Meeting the boy's gaze, Zhao Lang hummed, then looked at the boy with seriousness in his eyes and said, "I remember everything about you."
For some reason, at that moment, Lu Mingfei felt like he couldn't bear to look at Zhao Lang. He turned his head away, avoiding Zhao Lang's gaze. His eyes fell on the table in front of him, and he said, "It's great to have a friend like you."
This time, Zhao Lang didn't respond to Lu Mingfei's words, because he knew that after discovering his feelings for Lu Mingfei a few years ago, he wanted more than just to be friends with Lu Mingfei. This feeling did not fade as they grew older, but instead became stronger.
At this moment, no matter how thick-skinned Lu Mingfei was, he could still sense that the atmosphere between him and Zhao Lang was very strange.
His heartbeat suddenly quickened.
For some reason, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little nervous. He could clearly feel Zhao Lang's movements in wiping his hair, and every movement seemed to touch his heart.
He didn't know why, but even though it was just a simple act of drying his hair, he felt a little uncomfortable. He reached back and wanted to take the cloth to dry his hair himself, "I'll do it myself, you come sit down and have some tea." When his hand touched the cloth, it also touched Zhao Lang's hand, and he was so scared that he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back.
But before he could pull his hand back, the hand he touched held his hand, and then he heard Zhao Lang's voice.
"Ming Fei, after you finish the palace examination, I have something to tell you." Zhao Lang felt that the young man exerted a little strength on his hand. When he wanted to retract his hand, he also exerted a little strength on his hand and held Lu Jieyuan's hand tightly.
“…” Lu Mingfei.
If he hasn't realized that something is wrong with Zhao Lang by now, then he has lived two lives in vain.
The person behind him held his hand and refused to let go. He could feel the warmth coming from Zhao Lang's palm, a feeling that burned his body and soul.
He was somewhat aware of what Zhao Lang wanted to tell him. Originally, he should have avoided the topic at this time, but he couldn't help but ask: "What, what is it? Can't you tell me now?" As soon as he said this, he cursed himself in his heart. Why did he have to know now?
This time, Zhao Lang let go of Lu Mingfei's hand. He walked around the recliner half a circle and came in front of Lu Mingfei.
At this time, there were two of them, one standing and the other sitting.
Feeling that the distance between them when standing and sitting was too far, Zhao Lang slowly bent down, supported himself with his hands on the armrests on both sides of the recliner, and shortened the distance between him and Lu Mingfei.
He stopped only when the two faces were only a fist's distance apart. He stared at Lu Jieyuan in front of him without blinking, and asked seriously, word by word, "Do you want to hear it?"
"..." Lu Mingfei looked at Zhao Lang's enlarged handsome face, and his brain froze for a moment. He didn't know what to say or how to answer this question.
His heart began to beat rapidly, even faster than before.
I have to say that Prince Zhao's face looks really unfair!
When he met Zhao Lang's eyes, this time he was the one to dodge, avoiding Zhao Lang's gaze and not daring to look Zhao Lang in the eye.
This time, after noticing that Lu Jieyuan's gaze had shifted away, Zhao Lang was not angry at all. Instead, he began to laugh. His eyes slowly shifted from Lu Jieyuan's flushed face to his red ears.
This discovery made him feel that Lu Jieyuan might not be completely dislikeful to him.
He deliberately moved closer to Lu Jieyuan's red ears, lowered his voice deliberately, and asked in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Lu Jieyuan, do you want to listen?"
"I..." Lu Mingfei's mind was in a mess and he didn't know.
Suddenly, he felt something soft falling on his ear. When he realized what fell on his ear, his mind exploded.
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