Hiccups

Lin Qiong: !

Lin Qiong quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes widened in surprise. The man turned to look at him, and Lin Qiong hurriedly put down his hand, intending to disguise the unexpected sound with a smile.

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow. "What was that sound just now?"

Innocence filled Lin Qiong's fair face as he looked at the man with clear eyes and shook his head. "There was nothing."

"Hmm?" The man made a sound, clearly questioning him.

Lin Qiong played dumb. "I was talking to you just now."

Fu Xingyun crossed his arms and looked at him. "And then?"

Lin Qiong blushed and lowered his head. "I made a sound of love."

Fu Xingyun: ...

The air fell silent once again.

The man's gaze fixed on him, while Lin Qiong stood still but internally panicked. Those two bowls of instant noodles were just too much.

Fu Xingyun glanced at Lin Qiong's lips and said, "Say a few sentences to me."

Lin Qiong now forcibly suppressed a hiccup in his throat and quickly spoke, "What should I say?"

"Say what you usually say."

Lin Qiong shyly lowered his head. "It's a bit embarrassing for us, being a lovey-dovey married couple."

This time, Fu Xingyun didn't turn his head. He just kept looking at him like that. One second, two seconds... "Hic!"

Lin Qiong: !!!

Fu Xingyun calmly looked at him. "I heard it."

Lin Qiong: "No, you didn't."

Fu Xingyun spoke again, "I heard it."

"Hic! You heard wrong." This stubbornness was infuriating.

Having been discovered, Lin Qiong finally stopped pretending and went, "Hic! Hic! Hic!" Whether it was because he ate too much or because he was frightened by the man's gaze just now, Lin Qiong couldn't stop hiccupping. But he still had a stubborn expression.

"Without you... hic...I couldn't...hic... eat dinner."

"... "

Fu Xingyun looked at him with a numb expression.

Because Lin Qiong kept hiccupping and speaking intermittently, he said, "Can you...hic...stop looking at me like this?"

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow. "Guilty?."

Lin Qiong: "Shy about our...hic...love."

"..."

Fu Xingyun looked at him and then sighed.

Lin Qiong: ...What does that mean?

"Since you haven't eaten, let's go down and eat together."

Lin Qiong: "Don't you...hic...believe me?"

Fu Xingyun asked in return, "Didn't you deny it?"

Then Fu Xingyun pressed his fingerprint and Lin Qiong reluctantly led the way to the dining room. Looking at the mountain in his own bowl and then at the small mound in Lin Qiong's bowl.

Fu Xingyun spoke, "Just eat these too."

Lin Qiong shook his head.

"Hic!"

Fu Xingyun: "This isn't like you."

"... "

Lin Qiong: "This is me."

Fu Xingyun glanced at his own bowl and shook his head.

Lin Qiong: "What's wrong?"

Fu Xingyun: "Your previous bowl wasn't like this."

Lin Qiong sounded puzzled, "What was it like then?"

Fu Xingyun: "Wishing to challenge the heavens."

"... "

Lin Qiong mustered up excuses, "Because of our argument... I have a small appetite."

Then he changed the topic, "You haven't eaten for a day... hurry up and eat, hic!" Lin Qiong said as he bent down and shoveled the rice into his mouth. Not long after finishing two bowls of egg noodles, now eating again made him feel extremely full. But it was still manageable, almost finishing the entire bowl in just a few bites.

Just as Lin Qiong was about to put away his bowl, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of him, and a whole grilled chicken leg fell into his bowl with a clatter. Lin Qiong puffed out his cheeks and looked up at the person.

Fu Xingyun also looked at him and said, "Eat more."

Lin Qiong glanced at the man and then at the chicken leg in his bowl, "You did it on purpose."

Fu Xingyun denied, "Of course not."

Lin Qiong muttered softly, "Then why did you serve me the food?"

Fu Xingyun replied, "I did it intentionally."

Lin Qiong: ...

Lin Qiong lifted his hand and picked up the chicken leg, placing it in Fu Xingyun's bowl. "You eat it."

Fu Xingyun looked at the chicken leg in his bowl and was about to speak, but then heard Lin Qiong say, "I think we were able to reconcile so quickly because the heavens witnessed my earth-shattering sincerity."

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow, "So?"

Lin Qiong looked devout, "As a token of gratitude to the heavens, I will be vegetarian for three days."

"..."

After finishing the meal, it was already 11 p.m., and Lin Qiong was almost dozing off as he escorted Fu Xingyun back to his room.

Lin Qiong went to his own room and took a bath, getting ready for bed. He turned off the lights and lay on the bed, ready to enter dreamland and meet Zhou Gong (a legendary figure associated with dream interpretation).

The sky was pitch black, and the night was deep. The chirping of cicadas echoed in the grass. Suddenly, a jarring ringing sound shattered the silence of the night, incessantly playing in Lin Qiong's ears.

Lin Qiong: ! It's already morning! Didn't he just lie down?

He then looked outside the window and saw the endless darkness. Lin Qiong picked up his phone. It was 3 a.m...

Lin Qiong: :) I'm fine.

The incoming call displayed 'Wang Cheng.' Lin Qiong took a deep breath and answered the phone, "You better have some earth-shattering news."

Wang Cheng's excited voice came from the other end, like a burst of wind, "Lin Qiong!!!" Buzz........

Lin Qiong suddenly felt his ears were filled with a buzzing sound as if he had gone deaf. He moved the phone away from his ear a bit, still not fully understanding the situation, but he asked, "Do you know what time it is?"

Outside was pitch dark, not even stray cats would come out at this hour.

Wang Cheng glanced at his phone, "It's 3 a.m." It sounded as if he was saying 3 p.m.

Lin Qiong took a deep breath, "I advise you to lower your voice."

Wang Cheng was extremely excited, "Why? I can't control it!"

Lin Qiong's hair was disheveled, "Because you're disturbing the peace."

Wang Cheng said, "There's no one living next to me, so no neighbors will complain about me."

Lin Qiong replied, "I'm talking about me."

"..."

Wang Cheng hesitated for a moment, seeming to realize that the time was indeed late, "Well, maybe I'll talk to you later." Before he could finish his sentence, the phone made a "beep" sound.

Wang Cheng: ...

As Lin Qiong was about to enter dreamland and meet Zhou Gong, the phone started ringing again at 6 a.m. as scheduled.

As soon as the call connected, Wang Cheng's excited voice came through once more, "Lin Qiong!!!"

That damned familiar feeling.

Wang Cheng said he would talk later, but it was only delayed by three hours. Well, that's diligent. Looking at the sun that had already risen high in the summer morning outside the window, Lin Qiong, with dark circles under his eyes, sat numbly at the head of the bed. "Do you know what time it is now?"

Wang Cheng's voice was cheerful, oblivious to the situation, "It's six o'clock."

"What time did you go to sleep last night?"

Without hesitation, Wang Cheng replied, "I went to bed right after we talked on the phone."

Lin Qiong's exhausted voice faintly echoed through the phone, "I slept at three and you woke me up at six, you better pick out your cremation urn."

"..."