Monitor, please stay!

He Xiao opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was sleeping on a gentle bed, with the quilt covering him properly.

Thinking back to Wen Liang who had a fever and fell into a coma before, why was he the one who fell asleep so deeply?

He Xiao got up, opened the door and went out, and found Wen Liang in the screening room next door.

On the projection screen is a video of a beautiful woman celebrating a six or seven-year-old child's birthday.

He Xiao walked in lightly, raised his hand and touched Wen Liang's forehead, the fever had subsided.

He Xiao felt relieved a little, sat down beside Wen Liang, and watched the video with him.

Wen Liang was also a shy child when he was a child. He sat quietly in front of the camera, watched his mother insert candles and light them up, then put his little hands under his nose, closed his eyes slightly and made a wish in a low voice: "I hope my father will be happy every day." When I come back, I hope that my mother will be happy and don’t have to cry secretly.”

The woman who was smiling in the camera suddenly had red eyes and held the child tightly in her arms.

"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" He Xiao asked.

Wen Liang shook his head, turned around and picked up the half bottle of red wine that was on the small coffee table at a certain time, poured two glasses, and handed one to He Xiao.

He Xiao felt that drinking was not good for Wen Liang who just had a fever, but when he saw Wen Liang's cheeks full of tears through the light of the screen, he kept silent and drank the wine in the glass with Wen Liang.

After drinking three glasses of wine in a row, Wen Liang put down the wine glass, rubbed his cheeks with his hand, and wiped away the tears without any trace.

"Am I particularly useless?" He asked He Xiao.

"Don't say that." He Xiao comforted.

"It's been so many years, I don't even dare to recall what happened back then. Do you think my mother will blame me?"

"It's a good thing to forget some things. As long as you live happily, she won't be unhappy." He Xiao continued to comfort her.

Wen Liang turned to look at him, his eyes were red and swollen, but he suddenly smiled.

"Has the monitor always been this comforting?" he asked.

Because of his smile, He Xiao felt much better all of a sudden, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "It's okay!"

Wen Liang went to get the glass to pour wine again, but He Xiao reached out to stop him this time.

Wen Liang was obedient, he didn't insist on drinking, but just picked up the remote control and turned off the projector.

The room suddenly became dark, neither of them moved, they just sat there silently.

After a long time, Wen Liang heard He Xiao ask him: "Why did you suddenly ignore me? It's because it reminded you of something uncomfortable that day, so will you blame me?"

After waiting for a while, Wen Liang let out a soft "hmm".

He Xiao was a little wronged, but felt that he should not defend himself.He is not a person who experienced it first-hand, and he may not be able to understand the feeling of being suddenly stimulated to recall the bloody past.

Unexpectedly, Wen Liang said: "Actually, I shouldn't blame you."

He Xiao was immediately relieved, thinking that you have figured it out.But Wen Liang asked again: "Yue Mingtao, why did he kiss you?"

He Xiao was in a dilemma for a moment, but still felt that Yue Mingtao's privacy should not be exposed, mainly because he was afraid of scaring Wen Liang again.

"It's just drinking too much, just playing around."

Wen Hao didn't speak for a long time, and He Xiao felt that he was a little unhappy.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, He Xiao heard him say: "That's not good. Even if you drink too much, you shouldn't mess around."

He Xiao quickly responded: "That's not good, I told him later."

Who would have expected that the person who just said that he shouldn't mess around after drinking too much, would start to play tricks with the help of alcohol after a while.

"I want to eat cake." Wen Liang said suddenly when He Xiao asked him again if he was hungry.

He Xiao is worried, where can I find cakes for him at this time?

"You said you wish me a happy birthday, why don't you even have a cake?" Wen Liang said a little aggrieved.

He Xiao stared at him with staring eyes, with a capitalized injustice written on his forehead.

He had already inquired with Du Xin before this day, and he knew that Wen Liang's birthday would not be celebrated for many years.In the first few years, because of illness, no one cared about whether to celebrate his birthday or not.

Later, his aphasia was cured. Hearing that Mr. Wen was very relieved, he specially wanted to celebrate Wen Liang's birthday that year.

Who knew that Wen Liang was particularly resistant, shutting himself in the room for a whole day and refusing to come out.

After that, no one picked on his birthday to provoke him.

He Xiao remembered Wen Liang in his heart, and couldn't help running all the way to see him, and couldn't help whispering blessings in his ear.

But he really didn't prepare a cake. He felt that Wen Liang was so resistant to celebrating birthdays, so he definitely wouldn't like cakes. If you read "Happy Birthday", he ran to his mother's grave and cried bitterly.

Unexpectedly, Wen Liang, who was drunk, would play a rogue, complaining that He Xiao didn't buy him a birthday cake.

"Will I buy one to make up for you after dawn?" He Xiao asked him.

Wen Liang didn't speak, but pursed his lips with an unhappy expression on his face.

He Xiao couldn't stand Wen Liang's little expression.

"The cook made porridge, and I drank a bowl. It was very delicious. Would you like me to serve you a bowl?" He Xiao asked flatteringly.

Wen Liang babbled and sighed faintly: "I really want to eat cake!"

He Xiao: "..."

Do you know it's a foul to be cute?

So, at 03:30 in the morning, Steward Du was picked up and drove into the city.

Speaking of which, Butler Du didn't sleep much, and stayed there until after twelve o'clock. After making sure that Wen Liang's fever had subsided and nothing serious happened, he went into his bedroom to lie down for a while.Unexpectedly, just after entering a blissful deep sleep, she was dragged up again.

The loyal housekeeper smiled gratifiedly when he saw his young master's red and swollen eyes, his drunken face, and the frown between his brows.

Fortunately, it was early summer, and there were still many shops open all night in the central square, including a cake shop.

He Xiao dragged Wen Liang in to choose the taste and appearance, and then took advantage of the time to make it and went to the claw machine at the door of the next door to play for a long time.

Amid Wen Liang's cheers, He Xiao bent down and took out a yellow-orange SpongeBob SquarePants from the prize slot, and handed it to Wen Liang: "Is it a birthday present?"

Wen Liang nodded vigorously, stroking SpongeBob SquarePants' head lovingly.

"Shall I catch one for you too? It's best to catch Brother Octopus..."

"Why do you want to catch Brother Squidward? Isn't SpongeBob SquarePants and Pai Daxing good friends?"

Wen Liang said: "But his favorite is Brother Octopus."

He Xiao is dubious, his knowledge of SpongeBob SquarePants is limited to the role, and he doesn't know whether SpongeBob SquarePants has a favorite.

But this kind of gentleness made him feel very cute. He thought that in Wenliang's autistic life, there were no other entertainments except sports and boxing!

But Wen Liang couldn't catch Brother Octopus in the end, because his hands were particularly unsteady.

He Xiao remembered that he told himself seriously that he could drink a whole bottle of red wine.

He Xiao believed it, but whether he would be drunk or not was another matter.

After getting the cake back, they didn't go back to the villa, but went to the nearby Fanghua Garden.

Although it was past midnight and it wasn't exactly Wen Liang's birthday, Du Xin and He Xiao still sang a birthday song for Wen Liang awkwardly.

Maybe the singing was too stiff and emotionless, Wen Liang stared blankly at the bright candle after listening to it, and his eyes were red again.

"Make a wish!" He Xiao reminded.

Wen Liang crossed his hands as he did when he was a child, put them under his nose, closed his eyes, the tears in his eyes just now slid down his cheeks, and he murmured:

"Mom, I'm sorry.

Mom, I will live on. "

Emotional ups and downs throughout the day, fevers and alcohol.

After eating his own birthday cake to his heart's content, Wen Liang languished again, lying on the sofa in a daze.

"Go to sleep and have a good rest." He Xiao stretched out his hand to pull Wen Liang up, and pushed him into the bedroom.

Du Xin opened the refrigerator to look at the ingredients, and finally decided to go back to the villa and ask the cook to bring them over.

So he asked He Xiao to help keep him gentle, and he went downstairs and drove to the villa.

Wen Liang lay on the bed but still refused to close his eyes and rest.

He Xiao twisted the towel and came over to wipe his face and hands for him.

Wen Liang stared at him blankly, and finally raised his hand to caress He Xiao's face.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

He Xiao used his tongue to lick the place Wen Liang touched from the inside, where he had intimate contact with Wen Liang's fist at noon yesterday.

"It hurts a little." He Xiao said honestly.

Wen Liang moved his finger, stroked back and forth cautiously, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

He Xiao pulled his hand from his face, and held it in his hand naturally: "It's not the first time you hit me, I'm used to it."

Wen Liang felt the warmth in He Xiao's palm, and for some reason, suddenly blushed.

He lowered his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said again: "Actually, I don't blame you."

He Xiao reacted for a moment, and realized that Wen Liang was talking about the thing that provoked him.

"I suddenly remembered that day that I had forgotten something very important.

How useless is a person who can even forget the real cause of his mother's death?

How can a bad person like me deserve to be friends with such a good monitor? "

"So you just leave me alone? Ignore me? But it seems to me that you just hate me."

"It's not that I hate you, I just..." Wen Liang tried to explain, but he didn't know how to express it.

He Xiao didn't force him either, he thought he could understand Wen Liang's thoughts.Overwhelmed by the dusty and painful past, he may be too busy to take care of himself, unable to spare more thoughts to deal with the complexity of reality.

This has something to do with Wen Liang's own personality, he is not a proactive and optimistic person.

That's why He Xiao couldn't help but force him to do this and that again and again.

Hope it works out well.

He Xiao patted Wen Liang's head, let go of his hand and said softly: "Okay, just stop playing your temper like this in the future. Go to sleep!"

"Squad leader, can you sleep with me?" Wen Liang, who was still drunk, grabbed He Xiao's arm to prevent him from leaving.

He Xiao: "..."

When He Xiao lay down side by side with Wen Liang in a state of anxiety, Wen Liang moved closer to him again, then found a comfortable position, and finally closed his eyes that were still a little red and swollen.

Only He Xiao was left stiff, trying to calm his breathing.

"Squad leader, don't let people kiss you like that in the future..." Wen Liang said again in a daze.

The author has something to say:

I accidentally saw an anthropomorphic picture of SpongeBob SquarePants and Squidward. The yellow-haired Sponge hugged the blue-haired Squid from behind, sweet bubbles flying around, full of flavor.

So I was shocked by the ubiquity of rotten girls... ^o^