Qin Fang had already made his stance clear, but since Xing Yan had come, it was impossible for him to leave.
Qin Fang still wasn't used to standing in front of Xing Yan in this way, with this identity, and talking to him. But now the fact was that they had indeed become like this. It was laughable to think that the last time they met, they were still a couple.
Xing Yan wanted to hold Qin Fang's wrist, but halfway through reaching out, he didn't grab it. He pulled his hand back and just rubbed his knuckles. He repeated, "I want to talk with you."
Qin Fang looked at him and also repeated his own words: "I said, I advise against talking."
Xing Yan was a very persistent person, or you could say stubborn. Qin Fang wasn't as obvious as him, but he was also very obstinate. When he got angry, he wasn't easy to talk to, and he wouldn't let himself be taken advantage of.
He had reminded Xing Yan while he still had reason, but Xing Yan didn't leave.
So Qin Fang didn't give Xing Yan another chance to speak. When his fist smashed out, it was without hesitation.
— One punch fiercely smashed into Xing Yan's left chest, making a loud sound. Xing Yan was rather thin, and the collision of bones and fist was painful for both.
Before Qin Fang's hand landed, Xing Yan could predict it, but he didn't tense his muscles to withstand Qin Fang's blow. He took the punch squarely.
Another punch smashed into Xing Yan's collarbone. Xing Yan retreated a step with the force. Qin Fang followed a step, grabbed Xing Yan's clothes and threw another punch.
Xing Yan frowned slightly and coughed lightly a few times, but never raised his arms.
"Do you remember what I said?" Qin Fang asked in a deep voice. His hand was shaking a little because he had just used force.
Xing Yan nodded and said, "I remember."
Qin Fang said, "No matter the result, if fate brings us together or apart, I won't force it."
Xing Yan didn't speak. He looked into Qin Fang's eyes, but Qin Fang didn't dare meet his gaze. Qin Fang's line of sight fell on the punch he had just smashed into Xing Yan's collarbone.
Outside the collar, a patch of red could already be seen. He kept staring at that piece of skin: "But if you play with me, if you're not sincere, then we'll fight... I'll fight you with my life, I won't hold back."
Qin Fang's voice was a little unsteady at the end. He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you still remember?"
Xing Yan said he remembered.
So Qin Fang said, "Today you have to fight me, let's go all out, this is what you promised me."
The two of them standing at the bottom of the dormitory building were a bit conspicuous. Even though there weren't as many people in the dormitory area now, there were still a few people around watching, some even took out their phones.
Qin Fang maintained his confrontational state with Xing Yan and didn't look back. He just raised his voice and said, "Watching the excitement is fine, but forget about taking videos. I'm in a bad mood today, do me a favor, brothers."
After he said that, no one took videos anymore, not wanting to cause trouble.
But after all, the bottom of the dormitory building was not a good place for a fight. Qin Fang grabbed Xing Yan and went around to the back of the cafeteria, where few people would come. He let go of Xing Yan's hand.
The distance between the two was a bit close. Qin Fang's voice was low as he said word by word, "Fight, after the fight I'll talk with you."
Xing Yan looked at him and said in a deep voice, "You come."
Qin Fang looked at his face, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He gritted his teeth, grabbed Xing Yan and kneed him in the stomach.
Qin Fang had been holding back for so many days, not getting angry, not telling anyone about this matter. Even when he mentioned it to Hua Tong, Qin Fang didn't show any anger.
Now Xing Yan was standing right in front of his eyes, his Yan-ge, his boyfriend, standing in front of him nodding and saying he remembered everything.
The emotions Qin Fang had suppressed for many days all surged out, impossible to hold back.
He hadn't been in a fight for a long time, and had never thought that one day his fists would all be smashed on Xing Yan's body. With each hit, Qin Fang's eyes turned redder.
Finally, he stared at Xing Yan, his chest heaving violently, gritting his teeth and asking him, "I told you to fight me, if you don't fight back, does it still count as a fight?"
After being hit so many times, Xing Yan didn't even frown. After coughing a couple of times, he only said to him, "...Come."
Qin Fang stared at him, breathing heavily for a few breaths, panting so fiercely that there were even gasping sounds from his throat.
Suddenly his vision blurred. Qin Fang blinked, and liquid fell directly to the ground.
Xing Yan's fingertips twitched, wanting to raise his hand, but Qin Fang turned and left. He didn't look back, his shoulders still held very straight. His pace got faster and faster, and finally he ran with big strides, turned a corner, and Xing Yan couldn't see him anymore.
Life is full of drama everywhere, sometimes it's just too dramatic. Qin Fang actually beat up Xing Yan, hitting hard, even his knuckles were a little swollen.
When Hua Tong came back from the study room, Qin Fang was squatting on a chair in a daze.
"I sent you messages but you didn't reply, I thought you weren't in the dorm," Hua Tong said, patting him on the shoulder.
Only then did Qin Fang come back to his senses. He looked up at him and said, "I didn't hear it, probably on silent mode."
"How was the exam? Can you pass?" Hua Tong asked him.
Qin Fang said, "Probably."
Hua Tong first went to wash his face, and when he came out, he turned on the air conditioning. Qin Fang had been squatting in the dorm in a daze and hadn't even turned on the air conditioning. The room was so stuffy it was a bit hard to breathe.
"What philosophical question are you pondering here?" Hua Tong sat across from Qin Fang and asked him.
Qin Fang casually replied, "Who am I, where did I come from, where am I going."
His eyes were still a bit vacant. Hua Tong looked at him for a moment and didn't say anything more, letting him sit quietly.
After sitting for a while, Qin Fang changed to lying on the table, his gaze casually finding a place to land, staring at the keys beside him.
His phone would occasionally make a sound above his head, but Qin Fang didn't notice at all, as if his soul had been emptied. Hua Tong also didn't speak, sitting on the other side reading a book.
Fortunately, the exams were over, otherwise with Qin Fang's current state, his mind a mess, he wouldn't be able to remember what he had memorized. He and Xing Yan would have to have this confrontation sooner or later. As long as they met, Qin Fang was definitely going to fight.
But Xing Yan didn't fight back. In the end, it turned into Qin Fang's one-sided venting.
Actually, Qin Fang had also thought of this.
Xing Yan just couldn't fight back, he wouldn't even lift a finger.
Today, Qin Fang hit Xing Yan again and again. What he hit was not only Xing Yan, but also his romantic aspirations, smashing their past to pieces. Qin Fang showed no mercy, cruel to Xing Yan, and even more cruel to himself.
With each blow, he felt double the pain. When wielding the knife towards himself, he was straightforward and ruthless, not holding back at all.
It was late. Hua Tong told him to go up and sleep. Qin Fang made an "en" sound and went up.
There were many notifications on his phone, both missed calls and messages. Qin Fang took a look.
The text message notification showed two messages. He opened them to look. One was junk advertising, the other was from Xing Yan.
"If you're not satisfied, we can go again. I want to say a few words to you."
That message was sent in the afternoon. Qin Fang looked at it for a long time, finally locked the screen without replying.
He had previously made plans to have dinner with Han Xiaogong. Qin Fang went to the neighborhood entrance to pick him up. When Han Xiaogong came out, he was carrying a thermos. After getting in the car, he handed it to Qin Fang: "Si Tu made this, told me to bring it to you."
Qin Fang opened it and took a sip: "Fruit tea?"
"I guess so, I didn't drink it. He's always fussing with these things." It was too hot outside, Han Xiaogong adjusted the air vent.
"What should we eat?" Qin Fang asked.
Han Xiaogong said: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat and drink for free."
"Awesome." Qin Fang smiled and followed the location Han Xiaogong gave. Every time he went out for free meals before, they had a great time.
It was a very interesting activity. Xing Yan and Si Tu were too lazy to come out, only Qin Fang liked it, mainly because he found it fun and amusing. He could casually take some photos, post on Weibo and get a free meal.
They went to a Japanese restaurant that Qin Fang had been to before, a pretty good place. The two of them sat cross-legged in a private room. The manager politely laid out a full table.
They didn't bring cameras, but the restaurant was very professional and even had a dedicated person taking photos with a camera, which turned out surprisingly good. Qin Fang sat there laughing for a long time.
The manager said to Han Xiaogong: "I thought you would bring your team. Since they didn't come, this young man here will do. He's a photography enthusiast."
Han Xiaogong said: "I don't have a team. It's fine, just take whatever photos."
The photographer took pictures for more than ten minutes, with the lens always pointing at Qin Fang. Han Xiaogong told him: "Just take photos of me."
Qin Fang shook his head: "It's okay, take whatever you want."
What they said was about the same. Qin Fang smiled and said: "I'm here freeloading food and drink, what do I have to hide from photos."
Actually, Qin Fang could guess what Han Xiaogong was thinking. Before, when Qin Fang appeared in photos, Han Xiaogong's fans would gush about his looks in the comments and clamor about his CP with Xing Yan.
At that time, it didn't matter how the photos were posted since their relationship was stable. Now, Qin Fang and Xing Yan didn't know what would happen in the future. Posting Qin Fang's photos was no longer appropriate.
Although it was normal for friends to take photos together, the girls would keep mentioning "Yan-ge" in the comments, which wasn't quite right and was disrespectful to Qin Fang.
He was always very thoughtful and considerate. It was very comfortable to interact with someone like him.
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