"Where are my pants?! You two were staring all that time and neither of you told me?!"
[Oh my god, this is mortifying! Don't I deserve some dignity?!]
Lin Xingye dashed back into the bedroom. He no longer cared whose clothes they were; he just needed to put something on.
Qi Sijing watched with satisfaction as Xingxing dressed in his clothes from head to toe. He felt immensely pleased and couldn't help looking smug. "Aww, Xingxing looks so good in them~"
Lin Xingye, whose baggy clothes made him look like a street loafer: ?
[I suspect he's mocking me, but I have no proof.]
Qi Sijing pulled a miserable face. Xingxing, please don't overthink it!
He leaned over to check Cheng Yu's nose. "All better?"
Cheng Yu nodded, pulled out the wadded tissue, and tossed it in the trash. His face was flushed; he felt utterly embarrassed too.
"If everything's fine, I'll head home." Lin Xingye looked around for his shoes. After he had stayed out all night, Aunt Liu was bound to still be worried about him.
Last night, Qi Sijing had clung to him and refused to let him touch his phone, as though he was terrified Lin Xingye would contact someone. He had no idea why.
What, was someone going to come steal him away?
Though he had indeed wanted to escape.
Cheng Yu helped him find his shoes, wishing he could take him away from this "trouble spot" immediately!
Qi Sijing insisted on sticking close and wheedling. "Xingxing~ Leaving already? Why don't we..."
"Don't you have work today?" Cheng Yu interrupted, shooting him a murderous look.
Qi Sijing returned it.
Their gazes tangled... no, rather, clashed. An indescribable atmosphere spread between them.
[I~love~you~]
*[Look at those gazes, so reluctant to part, and that atmosphere no one