Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

The two actually bought fruits on the way here just now, including five or six kinds of mangosteen, cherries, peaches, etc., but there is no durian.

Even Cheng Ran spoke up, and Jian Qing had no reason not to go.

They were originally brothers connected by blood in the world, but when they are alone, they are more like strangers. Cheng Wen looked at the young man on the bed awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Ran Ran, do you want to eat cherries? I...I'll get them you wash……"

"You are very proud." Cheng Ran suddenly said, with a smile on his face that Cheng Wen couldn't understand.

Cheng Wen said in a daze, "Ran Ran, what are you talking about..."

Cheng Ran put down his legs, stood up, and walked towards Cheng Wen step by step, "He chose you and gave up on me, you are very proud."

Cheng Wen understood now, shook his head and said, "I didn't..."

What is there to be proud of?

Jian Qing was lying to him from the very beginning, and then threatened him with someone he cared about, forcing him to stay by his side.

When he gets tired of it one day, he will be kicked away.

He has no choice but to live according to the track set by the other party.

Is this love, isn't it?

So what's there to be proud of?

Cheng Ran smiled, his eyes paused on the scarf around Cheng Wen's neck, and he twisted the tassel at the end, "This scarf is so pretty, did Jian Qing give it to you?"

When the two came in just now, he noticed that Jian Qing also had a black and white checked scarf around his neck, which was exactly the same.

Cheng Wen became more and more uncomfortable, "No...it's not."

It was given to him by Jane's mother.

Before going out, Jian Qing took it out and put it on for him, imitating Zhang Chen'er's words, so that others would know that the little fool belonged to him alone, and no matter how much he liked it, he would not dare to have any wrong thoughts.

Cheng Ran relaxed slightly, and the soft cloth slipped from his fingers, "You think I'll be envious?"

"Did Jian Qing wear couple outfits with me less frequently, and wasn't very decisive when we broke up."

"You should know better than me what kind of person he is. You have suffered much more than me."

"He has always been crueler to you than to me."

Cheng Wen nodded, "I, I know..."

He has always known this.

Cheng Ran reached out his hand to touch the soft cheek of the little fool, his eyes were far-reaching, "People, sometimes they like to overestimate their own strength, and they know how much weight they have, but they still don't give up."

"Since you've already left, why do you want to come back?"

"Why do you want to live in front of me and take away everything that should belong to me..."

Cheng Wen only felt very sad, and he didn't want to think about many things. He once dreamed of having a happy family, but God didn't want to give it to him. He hoped that the people around him would be happy, but in the end things backfired.

He lives in the world alone and helpless, and his weak strength can't change anything. Now that he has a baby, he just wants to live a good life.

"Ran Ran... I didn't do it on purpose."

"It's Ah Qing, Ah Qing who won't let me go."

"He must still care about you in his heart. He may just think I'm new. Wait... When he doesn't want to see me any more, I'll leave right away and never come back."

There was sarcasm in Cheng Ran's eyes, "Wait? Why should I wait?"

"The most annoying thing in my life is waiting. I feel tormented and unbearable when my things are stored in someone else's place every second."

"..." Cheng Wen stood there helplessly, not knowing what to say.

Cheng Ran turned around and went back to the bed to sit down, and suddenly said that she wanted to eat cherries.

Cheng Wen responded softly, took a box out of the bag, and went into the bathroom. He also washed some grapes and peaches, and put them one by one on the bedside table within reach of the young man.

Cheng Ran watched his brother busy, with an expressionless face the whole time. He picked up a glossy cherries and didn't put it in his mouth immediately, as if he was remembering something.

"Jian Qing knows that I like to eat this, he still remembers."

In fact, these fruits were picked by Cheng Wen, and Jian Qing didn't even remember to buy something for Cheng Ran when they came.

That's how people are, when they don't care about the other party, they won't try to make him happy like before.

It was Cheng Wen who said he wanted to bring something to his younger brother, and Jian Qing accompanied him to the fruit shop.

The little fool was afraid that his younger brother would be sad, so he didn't tell the truth, "Yes... yes, Ah Qing has always remembered."

Cheng Ran laughed and put the red fruit in his hand into his mouth.

He ate a few, and said he wanted to eat mangosteen. Cheng Wen agreed, took out a few, and started peeling the shells for him.

The little fool’s hands are white and his nails are cleanly cut. It’s a bit difficult to peel off, and he doesn’t usually eat such fruits, so it’s inevitable that he can’t control his strength well. The soft mangosteen flesh is easily deformed and becomes It's not that pretty, and the juice came out a bit.

When the pulp was handed to Cheng Ran with the small half of the shell, the latter frowned in disgust, "I'm so stupid, I can't even do this little thing well, it's all like this, let me eat it."

Cheng Wen was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand silently, "Then, I will peel another one off, and I will be very careful."

The torn one was put aside, he picked up a new one, and with full care, Cheng Ran finally accepted it with satisfaction.

His appetite was indeed not very good, and he could eat a lot of these sweet and sour fruits. Perhaps he was too lazy to talk to Cheng Wen, so he didn't talk to him much for the rest of the time, and asked Cheng Wen to peel a peach in the middle.

The little fool was clumsy, cut his hand, and the blood quickly gushed out from the wound on the inside of his thumb, he kept silent, endured the pain and pulled a tissue to wipe it off.

After Cheng Ran ate most of the cherries in the box, he suddenly asked, "How long has Jian Qing been gone?"

"Big... It's been about 20 minutes." Cheng Wen glanced at the clock on the wall and whispered back.

"It's almost time." Cheng Ran laughed, and what he said was inexplicable.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Cheng Wen heard the sound of water coming from inside. He should be washing his hands.

It took 3-[-] minutes to wash it before it came out.

Standing at the connection between the bedroom and the living room, Cheng Ran said to Cheng Wen who was sitting on the nursing chair, "Brother, come here."

Cheng Wen didn't understand what he wanted to do, but he walked over obediently, "What's wrong..."

"The baby in my stomach has been more than three months old, but he can't come into this world. Do you know why?"

Cheng Ran looked calm.

It was rare for him to talk to Cheng Wen in such a calm manner, and his attitude was often cold and harsh, or he was sneering and sarcastic, and he would not stop until he hurt people thoroughly.

Cheng Wen's mind was not bright, and he didn't feel anything wrong. His first reaction was worry, and he subconsciously looked at Cheng Ran's stomach, "Why...why?"

Cheng Ran held his hand, and slowly pressed it against his slightly raised belly, his gaze seemed to poke a hole in Cheng Wen's face, "Because of you."

"Because of your existence, he is destined not to live."

The little fool suddenly felt a little scared and wanted to pull his hand back, but Cheng Ran's hand was so strong that it hurt his wrist.

"Jian Qing likes you, don't you just like your silly, innocent and kind-hearted appearance, but in fact you are extremely stupid?"

"If he finds out that you are just pretending to be like this, and finds out that you are actually vicious, and you can't even tolerate your own pregnant brother, do you think he will still like you?"

Cheng Wen is like a frightened deer at the moment, he faintly feels that Cheng Ran wants to do something crazy, his eyes are slightly red, "Ran Ran, you...don't do this...I'm scared..."

"You don't want to see me... I'll just go..."

"Let go of you?" Cheng Ran smiled.

"Okay."

Immediately he let go.

Before Cheng Wen could react, Cheng Ran took a step back with a smile, his body suddenly leaned back, and fell heavily to the ground.

His hips landed on the ground, and intense pain came from his abdomen in an instant. Cheng Ran's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. He curled up clutching his stomach in pain, and the bright red liquid quickly seeped into the thin striped pants.

At the same time, there was a clicking sound of the door lock being turned outside, and Jian Qing walked in carrying two boxes of durian fruits. After seeing the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the food bag in his hand fell to the ground.

"Cheng Ran!!"

All this happened so fast that Cheng Wen's rusty brain couldn't figure out what was going on until now. He saw Jian Qing pick up Cheng Ran from the ground, put him on the bed, and press the button in a panic. He rang the emergency bell on the bedside.

The blood under Cheng Ran was like a faucet turned on, and quickly soaked most of the snow-white bedding. He weakly yelled at Jian Qing about the pain. He pulled a piece of paper with his hand, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and told him not to be afraid, the doctor will come soon.

Cheng Ran struggled to turn his head to look at Cheng Wen, with tears running down his eyes, and asked tremblingly, "Brother...why are you doing this to me..."

"I'm already like this...you can't even leave me a child..."

Cheng Wen couldn't speak. Most of the time, he couldn't even hear the voice. The two people were very close to him, but they seemed to be far away. He could tell what Cheng Ran said through the shape of his lips, and tears fell down. Shaking his head feebly.

His throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand.

Within a minute, a group of doctors and nurses rushed in. Cheng Ran was carried onto the push bed, and Jian Qing didn't even look at him until he was pushed out of the ward.

The noise just now was like a ridiculous dream, but there was still a large pool of blood on the ground and bed, which was extremely glaring.

Cheng Wen stood alone in the ward for a long time. For a long time, he couldn't think of what he should do. When he recovered and had some thoughts, he walked slowly to the nurse's station.

I learned that Cheng Ran was rescued on the 12th floor.

Outside the operating room, Jian Qing sat on a bench, her tense side face was buried in the shadows, like a silent sculpture.

Standing two meters away from him, Cheng Wen said in a very low voice, "Ah Qing...it's not me."

"I didn't push him."

More like a soliloquy.