The autumn morning sun, golden, just like this season, symbolizes a harvest of joy.

The sunlight penetrated into the room through the window and hit Ling Liang's side face.

The light was too bright, Ling Liang frowned, subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes, and then opened his eyes.

Headache. It is a common phenomenon after falling asleep while drunk.

Back pain. Maybe it was too much sleep and poor sleeping position.

Ling Liang turned sideways, and his thigh rubbed against something smooth and soft, which was still hot. He touched it reflexively, the elasticity was very good, and a delicate feeling came from the palm of his hand. This is...

Ling Liang suddenly woke up.

Rao is that Lingliang has never been surprised no matter how he grew up, when he saw the scene in front of him, his face changed and changed.

Qin Lang was sleeping on his bed. The swan's neck exposed outside the quilt was covered with hickeys, and there was even a fresh and bright red tooth mark on his right shoulder.

And he, with no clothes on, the pain in his back brought some memory fragments from last night.

He hugged and kissed Qin Lang last night...

Last night, he pressed Qin Lang under his body and opened it up in his body. Qin Lang's eyes were red, and he cried and said that he was in pain, begging him to go out...

Last night, his love affairs were getting better and better. Hearing Qin Lang's happy and unbearable gasps and moans, he pressed Qin Lang and came again twice...

Ling Liang was completely stunned, his hands clenched tightly against the sheet, his mind was in a mess, especially when he thought of the scenes from last night, he actually had a physiological reaction now.

Yes, Ling Liang is GAY. He likes good-looking and beautiful people of the same sex. Qin Lang's appearance and figure are naturally full marks, but Qin Lang is a straight man. He likes Tang Xiaorou and hates himself. So he couldn't bend Qin Lang. Even if he grew up together, Ling Liang had no other thoughts about Qin Lang.

But he was obviously drunk last night and had **** with Qin Lang.

"Hmm..." Qin Lang murmured, the discomfort caused him to frown.

Ling Liang's whole body was tense, and he quickly picked up the crumpled clothes that he had thrown away by the bed last night and put it on.

"Hi..." Qin Lang moved, not knowing where it was involved, he took a breath of pain and woke up.

A figure blocked the light, Qin Lang squinted and saw Ling Liang, the first sentence he hadn't figured out yet was: "Why are you wearing my clothes?"

Ling Liang was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that it was Qin Lang's shirt. Ling Liang was extremely embarrassed and didn't know what to say: "You..."

Qin Lang looked at Ling Liang's embarrassed and tangled expression, and the memories of last night flooded in like a flood.

He sat up abruptly, but the sore waist was pulled by the too violent movement. With his movements, some warm liquid flowed out from the roots of his thighs, and there was a tearing and painful wound behind him. Qin Lang thought of what it was, and the color on his face kept changing within a few seconds.

"Are you all right?" After all, it was also related to the body. Seeing Qin Lang's reaction at this time, Ling Liang also guessed Qin Lang's physical condition.

It's another eye-to-eye relationship.

Qin Lang only saw guilt and self-blame in Ling Liang's eyes, but he naturally couldn't see the unspeakable joy deep in Ling Liang's heart.

But, fortunately, he has a system.

[Ding, Ling Liang——The current favorability level is +5, and the current favorability level is 30. ]

Qin Lang patted Ling Liang's hand away and stared at him. Huh, one-night husband and a hundred days of grace, my husband only gave 5 points of favorability, stingy!

Hearing Qin Lang's voice, the system looked blankly at the mosaic, hehe.

Qin Lang glared at Ling Liang with gritted teeth for a long time, and finally turned his face to look at the marks all over his body. Finally, he couldn't bear to say something out of his mouth: "Fuck!"

"Last night... I drank too much, you..." For the first time, Ling Liang, who had never spoken out to anyone, was a bit intermittent.

"Shut up!" Qin Lang gave him a fierce look, he looked at Ling Liang, and threw himself up in a huff.

Ling Liang thought Qin Lang was going to beat him. Yes, he did such a thing to him, and he should be beaten. So Ling Liang sat firmly beside him, without even blinking his eyes, and had no intention of resisting at all.

However, Qin Lang just took off the shirt he was wearing, put it on him, and looked into the room to see where the rest of his clothes were.

It seemed that Qin Lang planned to leave.

Ling Liang opened his mouth, but he didn't say what Qin Lang left behind. He didn't have that position, and what could he do with Qin Lang? What are you going to make up for him? Could it be that when he said he was responsible, Qin Lang would promise him that he would be with him?

The answer is too obvious. So Ling Liang could only watch in silence as Qin Lang put on the shirt that still had his body temperature, pulled the jacket off the quilt, and bent over to pick up the trousers on the ground. The waist, down is...

"Have you seen enough of it?" Qin Lang was so angry, his voice was a little hoarse, he couldn't make it too loud, so he could only growl, picked up one of Ling Liang's clothes on the ground and threw it in his face.

"Sorry." Ling Liang's face hurt, he tore off his clothes and turned his face, listening to Qin Lang's clothes rustling behind him.

Qin Lang's movements were very fast, or very hasty. He said to Ling Liang, "I warn you, don't say what happened last night, or I will never finish with you!"

"I know." Ling Liang turned to look at him, and seeing that he had agreed, Qin Lang stopped talking nonsense, turned around, and slammed out the door, all in one go.

Ling Liang looked at the door and didn't know what was on his mind. It took a long time for him to regain his senses. Then he looked at the indescribable marks on the bed and rubbed his temples, which were aching.

Qin Lang went back to the dormitory to take a shower first. Xiaofei, a teenager who was deeply addicted to the Internet, obviously stayed up late last night to play games again. Qin Lang's actions when he entered the door did not wake him up. When Qin Lang came out of the shower, he emerged from the quilt and asked in a confused way, what about the late night snack that Qin Lang said?

Qin Lang ignored him, got into the quilt to cover himself, and began to reminisce about the drunken night last night.

He really just gave Ling Liang a little wine with a small effect, but that little wine was just to add to the fun. The real reason is that Ling Liang is GAY. He is of a very young age. He is drunk and still has an ideal type on his back.

In the original text, Ling Liang is GAY. This is not only a post-apocalyptic text, but also a text in which a female protagonist breaks a straight male protagonist. This is why Tang Xiaorou's conditions are so good, and Ling Liang has never been tempted.

Last night was too violent, Qin Lang just lay down for a while, and drowsiness flooded back. He simply fell asleep like this, and didn't let the system give him a small chrysanthemum plaster.

If the wound is not treated, the result is of course sickness.

Qin Lang slept until the afternoon. Seeing that he didn't get up for lunch, Xiaofei shook him a little worriedly: "Brother Lang? Are you alright... I'll go, your forehead is so hot, do you have a fever? Do you want to eat? I'll buy you some porridge?"

Qin Lang replied in a daze, with heavy eyelids and a dizzy head, he fell asleep again.

The bedroom door opened and closed, and after a while there was movement again. Xiaofei put the food on the table, went to Qin Lang's bed and said, "Brother Lang, I put it on the table, and I bought you antipyretics. Remember to eat it. I'll ask you for a leave from class in a while."

"Well..." Qin Lang responded.

Seeing his response, Xiaofei went to the classroom. After all, Qin Lang is such a big man, he can still take care of himself.

Of course Qin Lang didn't get up to eat. He was still waiting for his husband to find out about his illness through Xiaofei, and then come to take care of him.

When Ling Liang arrived at the multimedia classroom, he looked around and did not see Qin Lang. Qin Lang usually exercises and his physical fitness is not bad. Even if something like that happened last night, it shouldn't be too serious.

Therefore, Ling Liang thought that the reason why Qin Lang didn't come to class should be because he was in a bad mood. After all, he was a straight man who was suddenly put to sleep by a man he had always hated.

When Qin Lang was named, Qin Lang's roommate got up and responded, "Teacher, Qin Lang has a fever."

The roll call continues. When Ling Liang was called, he responded twice after calling Ling Liang.

Qin Lang has a fever? Didn't he go to buy medicine?

Ling Liang was worried and found Xiao Fei after class.

"Brother Liang?" Seeing that it was him, Xiaofei was a little surprised, "Is there something wrong?"

Ling Liang: "You said Qin Lang has a fever?"

"Yeah." Xiaofei glanced at Ling Liang's expression again, a little surprised that Ling Liang suddenly cared about Qin Lang, "He didn't even get up for lunch. I bought him antipyretics and porridge, but I don't know. Did he get up to eat..."

Ling Liang's brows furrowed, this little idiot doesn't care about his own body? Or does he feel disgusted by doing that kind of thing to him, and he doesn't want to deal with his injury?

Of course, Ling Liang couldn't let Xiao Fei help him bring that kind of medicine to Qin Lang.

In the afternoon, Ling Liang went out to buy medicine, went back to the dormitory and walked to the door of Qin Lang's dormitory, but the hand that knocked on the door stopped again. He bought it for Qin Lang. According to the character of that little idiot, he definitely wouldn't use it, right?

He took a few steps back and forth outside Qin Lang's bedroom irritably, and he couldn't help Qin Lang for the first time.

In the end, he decided to take a look. After all, Qin Lang was sick because of him.

Just as Ling Liang walked back to Qin Lang's bedroom door, the door suddenly opened. Seeing that it was Xiao Fei, he took a few steps back, and the medicine in his hand also covered the name on the medicine box with his backhand.

"Brother Liang." Xiaofei greeted and was about to leave.

"Wait, Qin Lang, is he better?" Ling Liang stopped him and asked.

Although he was surprised why Ling Liang suddenly cared about Qin Lang, Xiao Fei thought that the two of them grew up together, so they shouldn't really have no feelings, so he didn't think too much, "Brother Lang, he didn't take any medicine or food. I see that his burning is getting worse. I will buy him some more porridge, and I will bring it to his bedside and watch him eat. If he does not take medicine or eat, I will take him to the infirmary to hang up. Get some water."

Ling Liang nodded, although his face was relieved, but there was still worry and guilt in his eyes.

He really wanted to see Qin Lang's condition, but Qin Lang probably didn't want to see him at all. With Xiaofei taking care of him, Ling Liang had to go into his bedroom.

Qin Lang saw Ling Liang wandering outside the door under the monitoring of the system, but he finally walked away, glaring at Xiao Fei who was halfway out.

"Brother Lang, don't stare at me, you can only drink porridge." Xiao Fei blocked Qin Lang's sight with his hand, "If you don't have a good appetite, eat a little bit, darling, you will feel better after taking the medicine in a while. If the medicine is bitter, I bought fruit..."

Qin Lang listened numbly to the tone of his roommate's coaxing the child, but in the end he couldn't beat Xiaofei's broken thoughts. After eating half a bowl of porridge and taking medicine before going to bed, Xiaofei felt relieved and plunged into the game world.

The push on the webpage is about the meteor shower predicted by experts tonight. Experts say that the meteorite group is likely to fall on the country this time. Most of the meteorites carry a certain amount of radiation, and the number of meteorite groups is huge, and the masses in the southern XX area need to be transferred.

But most netizens ignore the possible consequences of this peculiar astronomical phenomenon, excitedly looking forward to the rare romantic meteor shower in their lifetime, especially the moment when they make good wishes with their lovers.

Some people even bought tickets to watch the southern area closest to the meteor shower.

Xiaofei took the chocolate bar in his mouth, closed the webpage and clicked on the game icon. He muttered to himself, "I'm a single dog watching a meteor shower. If I have time to spare, why don't I go and sharpen the blood-shattering sword..."