老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 87

Sunlight poured in the room through a gap in the curtains and hit Qiu Xing’s face. Qiu Xing frowned, slowly opened his eyes and instinctively reached out with his hands. It was empty and cold.

Qiu Xing woke up instantly and sat up to look around. The quilt slipped from his body and the cold air outside the quilt rushed over. Qiu Xing froze and slowly looked down at his body. A few seconds later, he opened the quilt blankly and looked down. 

“……”

Qiu Xing raised his gaze and his expression was comically frozen. Various complex emotions were rolling in his eyes. His gaze darted instinctively around the room, trying to find someone’s figure. However, no one was found. He only saw the messy clothes thrown ambiguously on the ground, among which his underwear was intimately close to someone’s pyjamas.

His expression changed and he quickly got out of bed. He picked up his pyjamas and patted them. Then he returned to the bed and sat on the bed for a few seconds. After that, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to find his own clothes to put on.

Once the clothes were worn, a sense of security and reason finally returned. Qiu Xing splashed cold water on his face and stared at himself in the mirror. Could it be… no, it wasn’t possible. 

His memories of last night were very clear. He never did anything to Xie Yang that would require taking off their clothes. Only… the kiss from last night suddenly flashed through his mind. His heart beat violently and he hurriedly lowered his head to wash his face with cold water.

After a simple wash, Qiu Xing went back to the room. He bent over to tidy up the clothes on the floor and then stood by the bed. He looked at the messy bed and made full preparations. Hesitantly, cautiously and in a dignified manner, he raised a corner of the quilt and looked at the sheets.

There was no blood. His tight shoulders relaxed slightly. Then he frowned and stood still for a long time. In the end… was there or not? His memory told him there wasn’t but in case there was…

His hands shook and the quilt fell back on the bed.

It wasn’t until lunchtime that Qiu Xing finally left the small bedroom with a bag. He called Zhou Miao as he walked out. The phone got through but the familiar ringtone came from close by. Qiu Xing stopped and glanced toward the sound.

Zhou Miao and Liu Sha were sitting on the sofa in the office. Zhou Miao was awkwardly pinching his phone and trying not to look at Qiu Xing’s split lips. He faced Qiu Xing’s increasingly dangerous eyes and explained, “It was the little boss who called me and said… that you spent the night here.”

Qiu Xing slowly put down his phone. “Last night… Xie Yang was drunk and I took care of him all night.”

Zhou Miao, “…Yes.” His lips were split from the care. 

Liu Sha was older and calmer than him. She stood up and said, “I’ve suspended the elevator using the excuse of regular maintenance. I will have someone clear the corridor for you to leave.”

Qiu Xing nodded and stepped away.

“Ah Xing.”

Qiu Xing stopped and looked back at Liu Sha. 

“Yang Yang will go directly to J City to join the crew after the business trip. This bedroom will be temporarily out of use. He asked me to help him clean the bedding in the room and put it away. I want to ask, in the room… is there anything that is inconvenient for me to see?”