What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

After being ill, Chu Zheng seemed to have turned on some kind of strange switch. Qiao Yiran couldn't bear this sudden overture.

This kind of feeling is like the Maine Coon cat at home who has always been aloof and cold one day becomes a clingy puppet, meowing coquettishly and coquettishly pawing its trouser legs-to be honest, when this kind of situation really happens, you don’t immediately Will feel overjoyed, but will wonder if I didn't wake up?

Qiao Yiran, who was completely entangled, stretched out his hand and patted Chu Zheng's back comfortingly: "Okay, I get it, I won't leave, you can go back to bed and lie down first, okay?"

It was not until he heard these words that Chu Zheng's tensed arms began to relax.

Qiao Yiran gently took away Chu Zhenghuan's hand on his waist, half supported and half hugged the man, and carried him to the hospital bed: "Be honest, what you need now is to have a good rest."

With Qiao Yiran's promise, Chu Zheng appeared to be very quiet and obedient, and he didn't raise any objection to Qiao Yiran's behavior of playing around with him.

Qiao Yiran looked at this rather well-behaved villain in front of him, feeling very helpless in his heart, he was a soft-hearted person, facing this guy's sudden fragility and overtures, there was really no way to just leave him like this.

There was no one to disturb him in the single ward, Qiao Yiran hugged Chu Zheng to the bed again, and adjusted his infusion rate. After everything was ready, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

When Chu Zheng fell asleep before, Qiao Yiran took it for granted that he was here to accompany him on the bed, and he didn't feel much at that time, but now that Chu Zheng woke up, he felt uncomfortable all over.

After changing several postures, no matter what, Qiao Yiran felt that the oppression brought by Chu Zheng's gaze was like a shadow, and that gloomy gaze made Qiao Yiran feel an inexplicable pressure.

Chu Zheng lay on the bed well-behaved like a well-behaved elementary school student, and didn't do anything else, he just stared at Qiao Yiran quietly.

After a few minutes like this, Qiao Yiran finally couldn't bear the pressure of the sight attack, he tried to persuade Chu Zheng: "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Chu Zheng shook his head.

Qiao Yiran was not discouraged, and continued to suggest ideas patiently: "Then, I'll turn on the TV, do you have any programs you want to watch?"

Chu Zheng still shook his head.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Yiran thought for a while: "Your mobile phone was packed by the doctor before, and I put it in the locker by the door. Now bring it to you?"

Hearing the word "mobile phone", Chu Zheng didn't know what to think of, and finally nodded silently.

Qiao Yiran let out a long sigh of relief, opened the cabinet, and took out the mobile phone in a sealed bag.

Chu Zheng took the black business phone silently, opened the email interface immediately, and started typing and drawing on the phone.

As the CEO of a large group, in fact Chu Zheng is not as idle as those novels show.

In the few president articles that Qiao Yiran read occasionally, the male protagonist is always calling the wind and calling for the rain. They seem to be free every day. No need to do anything serious.

But now, as soon as Chu Zheng opened the email interface of his phone, there was a constant stream of ding dong ding dong sounds, obviously there were many things waiting for him to reply.

Qiao Yiran looked at Chu Zheng half leaning on the hospital bed, frowned and began to reply emails to those subordinates quickly.His actions are fast, and he can switch to the next email in an average of one or two minutes.

At this moment, Chu Zheng, who was half-sitting and answering work emails, pursed his thin lips tightly, and the sense of concentration on his body had an inexplicable magic power.

His slender fingers slid quickly on the touch screen interface, and the drip still hanging on the back of his hand did not affect his movements, and he abruptly made this single ward look like a conference room in a star hotel.

Qiao Yiran touched his chin, and couldn't help thinking: I really didn't expect that this pervert looks quite reliable when he is doing serious things.

Qiao Yiran looked at it for a few minutes by accident, and Qiao Yiran was also a little embarrassed. He took out his mobile phone in a concealed manner: Since this guy has almost recovered, let's just read some papers to pass the time.

The two people were doing their own things, and for a while, the two sides lived in peace and harmony, and seemed extremely harmonious.

Since Qiao Yiran chose the direction of marriage and family law when he was studying for graduate school, Qiao Yiran was naturally very curious after traveling to this worldview setting that allows same-sex marriage: under this context of marriage law, how should a couple be defined? ?How to solve the problem of inheritance after the death of same-sex couples?Are there any other rules regarding adoptive relationships?

Having the opportunity to absorb brand-new knowledge that he had never seen before, Qiao Yiran became more and more serious about it, immersed in it, and could not feel the passage of time at all.

Chu Zheng picked up important emails and replied to a few, but he was already absent-minded.

He turned his head to look at the profile of the person beside the bed. The person was looking down at some article intently, tapping the screen from time to time to turn the page, without even noticing his gaze.

For a moment, Chu Zheng was bewildered by such a quiet time, his heart was so weak that he even laughed at his own innocence.

As long as he can remember, the hospital has always left him with bad memories.

Including the farewell to the grandmother who loves me the most, including the father's lover proudly handing over the paternity test, and including the mother hysterically scolding him as a pervert while lying on the hospital bed, which is why she has such a deep obsession with a man.

Chu Zheng also felt that he might be crazy.

From the first glimpse when he was young, to the reunion after a long absence, he knew in his heart that the figure he was chasing by whatever means might be nothing more than a rootless duckweed, a dream.

But he was too tired, too bitter, and too lonely.

That's why even such a life-saving straw has to be firmly grasped.

Otherwise, you will feel that all your existence is meaningless, and you will find no reason to continue living in this world.

He has always understood in his heart.

All this is my own wishful thinking.

Don't care what the other person thinks.I never expected to get any response.

Maybe one day I will hit the south wall too much, and I will die if I exhaust all my enthusiasm.

After all, life is really meaningless.

But as of today, it seems like a lot of things are inexplicably spinning out of control.

Chu Zheng lowered his eyes in thought, his expression difficult to discern.

The person said solemnly, "It's not fair"—this overlapped too much with the image of myself reviewing it thousands of times in that dream that couldn't be seen clearly.

For the first time, I will compromise because of my own requirements.

If you eat with yourself, you will still pay attention to your own situation.

Sent myself to the hospital and waited patiently to take care of him.

In fact, human beings are really sensitive creatures: they instinctively know who is tolerant to them, and they also know who is gentle to them, so that they can make progress.

Chu Zheng smiled wryly at himself: Such a concession and tolerance gave birth to the terrible desire hidden deep in his heart.

It turned out that I also expected to be gentle.Expect to be tolerated.I hope that it will be properly placed and carefully preserved by others.

It turned out that it was not as invincible as I imagined.After encountering a lot of trials and tribulations, you will still be moved by even a little bit of tenderness.

want him.Want to occupy him.Want to get more tenderness, understanding, consideration, and tolerance.

This longing is endless and unquenchable.

Chu Zheng felt that he was probably a lunatic as his mother said.

Just get a little, even a little warmth.Then I can't help but fly moths to the flame, and I'm not afraid of suicide at all.

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Qiao Yiran completely forgot himself and read the thesis for more than two hours, only to find that his hands and feet, which had not been moving much, were severely numb.

He finally raised his head and tried to move his hands and feet, but suddenly he met Chu Zheng's eyes.

The nurse came quietly two more times without him knowing, and the infusion tube on the back of Chu Zheng's hand had been removed at some point.

Qiao Yiran reacted instantly: Fuck, this guy has been staring at him for how long!

Thinking of this, Qiao Yiran suddenly felt that his neck was a little chilly.

He couldn't even speak well: "You're so late, why don't you go to bed?"

Seeing his flustered appearance, Chu Zheng smiled sullenly for some reason.

Not to mention, even though it was a smile, this smile made Qiao Yiran feel even colder: it was like being stared at by something endlessly, a feeling of stickiness that could not be shaken off like a shadow.

Chu Zheng answered Qiao Yiran's question slowly: "I'm waiting for you."

Qiao Yiran asked back in surprise: "Wait for me? Why are you waiting for me?"

Chu Zheng answered very naturally: "Wait for you to sleep."

This sentence choked Qiao Yiran, and he didn't know how to reply: Although Chu Zheng talked about sleeping in such a serious and natural way like eating and drinking, but!I really can't help myself not to think too much!

Qiao Yiran was hesitating, Chu Zheng kindly moved his position inside, and looked over with his head tilted: "Why, are you still asleep?"

Qiao Yiran looked at the vacant bed next to Chu Zheng, and was full of desire to complain: I really want to sleep, but I really dare to fall asleep by your side?

But he couldn't say this directly to Chu Zheng, so he could only say awkwardly: "Well, after all, there is only one bed, and it's not convenient for me to be here, and it will disturb your rest. I'd better go back let's go home."

Chu Zheng showed a somewhat puzzled expression: "Inconvenient?"

To be honest, the VIP ward where Chu Zheng lives is indeed in good condition.The room is located on the upper floor of the inpatient department of the hospital, with a first-class view overlooking it. The exquisite decoration naturally reveals an atmosphere of "exclusive to local tyrants". It also comes with a luxurious cloakroom and washroom.The bed was spacious and comfortable, it didn't look like it was in a hospital room at all.

Qiao Yiran was calm on the surface, but in fact, the complaints in his heart were already swiping the screen quickly: Why is it inconvenient and you don't know it yet?Lonely man and widowed man, Li Xia in the melon field!

Thinking of the inexplicable "grabbing" this afternoon and the unexpected kiss at night, Qiao Yiran felt dizzy.

Although she is single and has never been interested in love for more than [-] years, Qiao Yiran has always felt that there is no doubt about the fact that she is a straight man, but now, in just one day, Chu Zheng is shaking violently It is the world view he has built up in his twenty years of life.

Qiao Yiran refused desperately: "You go to rest early, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

Chu Zheng's gaze suddenly became gloomy, and the temperature of the entire ward suddenly dropped several degrees: "Why, do you despise me?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-0419:58:42~2020-01-0517:25:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: so because 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Taoyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!