What should I do if I want to get back my first love but can't hold back my face?

The unique smell of disinfectant water lingered in the nose, and Jiang Huai frowned, never relaxing for almost a moment.

He had just finished taking a statement from the police station, and he rushed over non-stop. At this moment, he was extremely exhausted both mentally and physically.

Fang Yi was lying in the ward separated from him by a wall, with three big characters in operation on top of his head.

He now desperately needs cigarettes to stimulate his almost paralyzed nerves, but after waiting and waiting, there is still no intention to get up, even though the vending machine is placed five steps away from him.

So what if you smoke?Anyway, it was impossible for Fang Zhen to rush out and beat him right now.

His eyes fell out of focus on the empty glass tiles. After a long time, a blurry silhouette was reflected on it, and Jiang Huai raised his head a little slowly.

Jiang Le sat in a wheelchair and watched him quietly, wearing a loose hospital gown and holding a thermos in his hand.

Jiang Le fell into a coma caused by inhaling a large amount of anesthetic gas in one breath. He woke up normally three hours after being sent to the hospital, but it was probably a side effect left by the anesthetic. His legs had no intuition, and he couldn't stand upright for the time being. walk.

Seeing Jiang Huai looking up, Jiang Le reached out and handed over the thermos in his hand.

"Ma's soup."

Jiang Huai didn't speak, but lowered her head and lifted the lid.

It is estimated that it was delivered just after stewing. As soon as a corner was exposed, the heat in the thermos cup rushed to the face. The rich soup wrapped the chicken that was stewed until golden and soft. The longan was pitted and almost full.

But Jiang Huai really has no appetite now, so he can only close the lid silently and put it aside.

The two didn't speak for a while, Jiang Le quietly pushed the wheelchair and stopped beside him.

It wasn't until the second hand passed a few laps quietly that Jiang Le said: "Brother, you like Brother Fang Zhen, right?"

Jiang Huai's eyes moved, but she didn't answer or nod.

Jiang Le smiled, and imitated Jiang Huai's gaze to look not far away, "Actually, I knew you liked boys since I was in junior high school."

She paused, as if recalling, "I was going to your room to find you that day, and I heard what you said to Brother Shen, so I realized that you had a relationship in high school."

"..."

Seeing that Jiang Huai didn't answer, Jiang Le asked hesitantly: "Is it...Brother Fang Zhen?"

"Yes."

It was probably because the blood could not flow smoothly after the leg was bent for a long time, and it was a little numb. Jiang Huai stretched his leg, with a very calm expression, "That's him."

I never liked anyone else.

The corners of Jiang Le's lips curled upon hearing this, she looked down at her knees, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I guessed it a long time ago."

"I just want to tell you that whether you like men or women, you are my brother. No matter what others say, I will always stand by your side."

"As long as you don't want your parents to know about you and Brother Fang, I will help you hide it from them."

Jiang Huai didn't speak for a long time, she stretched out her hand and gently rubbed Jiang Le's hair, her voice was hoarse, "Got it."

Fang Yi fell asleep for a whole day.

The tide-like noise in his ears gradually faded away, which made him confused for a moment, and it was more of the sense of unreality in his heart that the dust had settled.

The fingers resting on the side of the bed suddenly moved weakly twice, and then touched a warm and soft place forward.

Looking down, the first thing that appeared in the field of vision was the back of a head with a head of thick black hair. The hair was thick and stiff, and it hurt to touch it. Its temper was almost as bad as its owner.

Fang Tong's sluggish brain turned with great difficulty, and it took him a while to realize that what he had just touched was the cheek of this person who was pillowed on the side of the bed.

"woke up?"

"!"

The female voice who spoke was gentle and sweet, and she deliberately lowered her tone as if she was afraid of scaring him, but when she suddenly appeared in his ears, Fang Zhen was still taken aback.

He turned his head almost reflexively, and only then did he see the person sitting on the other side of the bed.

It was an elegant and well-dressed woman. It was difficult to judge her age from her appearance alone. Her facial features were so delicate that they were even sharp.But she looked at Fang Zhen with a strong kindness in her eyes, which made people feel good about him involuntarily.

The movement of turning his head was too hasty just now, and the injury on the back of his head was involved in this move, and the pain made Fang Chen's lips turn white.

"Hey, good boy, don't get excited, the injury on his head is still not healed." Seeing this, the lady hurried forward to fix his head, and put a soft pillow in the middle.

"Hmm..." Jiang Huai beside the bed moved at this moment, as if awakened by the movement of lying down, her voice was a little hoarse, and she subconsciously reached out to grab Fang Jin's hand resting on the side of the bed.

Until he clasped that hand tightly, he finally felt a little relieved.

It was already late at night when Fang Yi came out of the operating room last night. He insisted on guarding until early in the morning. He didn't dare to squat beside the bed for a while until Du Wei arrived.

Du Wei saw his son's actions in her eyes, turned her eyes back calmly, smiled at Fang Zhen, and said, "I am the mother of Jiang Huai and Jiang Le."

At this time, Jiang Huai also sat up from the bed, stretched her sore waist, shoulders and neck, just heard this sentence, and immediately continued lazily: "Yes, this is my mother."

"Just call me mom."

Fang Jin: "..."

Du Wei: "..."

Du Wei managed to straighten out the expression on her face, went around to the bed and twisted Jiang Huai's arm calmly, exerting all her strength, the smile on her face was still not messed up at all, and said politely: "Yesterday Thanks to you for saving our Jia Lele, what this little bastard means is that you just treat me as your mother from now on."

"... Oh." Fang Yan nodded dumbly, not knowing if he understood, his face and neck were all red.

If it wasn't for his physical condition, he would probably be able to curl up into a shrimp on the bed.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Huai got up unconsciously, raised the small dining table on the bed, and bent over to get the thermos cup beside the table.

Du Wei saw it, and helped to open the thermos cups on the small dining table one by one, "Come and try my handicraft. You just finished the operation yesterday, so you can only eat something light. It's the first time I'm making it, I'm afraid you won't be used to it. "

Fang Yi quickly waved his hand, "I like it."

"That's good, the porridge is still hot, so be careful."

Fang Zhen has good facial features and a clean temperament. He looks like his elders like him, but now his face is slightly pale due to blood loss, and he looks terribly pitiful. Du Wei looks at it, his eyes are almost overflowing with love.

Jiang Huai watched from the side, and coughed slightly as a reminder, causing Du Wei to stare at him, "What's the matter with you here? Go over here!"

It's almost like a different person from the gentle and amiable person just now.

Jiang Huai shut her mouth as usual and didn't speak any more.

Fang Zhen still had a bandage on his head, so he didn't dare to make too much movement, so he could only swallow slowly.

Du Wei was sitting by the bed, watching him with distressed and loving eyes. Although the eyes were very gentle, the extreme attention from the elders still made Fang Zhen very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help casting a help-seeking gaze to Jiang Huai.

When Jiang Huai received this gaze, she realized it instantly, stood a little closer to the bed with great interest, and confirmed, "You want me to feed you?"

Fang Jin: "..."

Seeing Fang Zhen's tacit attitude, Jiang Huai smiled, stepped forward a little, and then firmly...

Was stared at.

Jiang Huai "?"

Fang Yuan completely ignored him.

"The back of the patient's head was severely hit. Fortunately, the area of ​​bleeding was not large, and there was only a slight concussion, which did not have much impact on daily life. It will be fine after a while."

The doctor stood in front of the ward with one hand in his pocket, looked down at the medical record in his hand, and said in a smooth and calm voice, "The more serious one is the fracture of the leg. When the patient was sent here, the knee was severely contused. Please see the specific recovery situation." When the wound is healed, you can come to the hospital to remove the plaster in five to six weeks."

"During this period, you should properly supplement high-protein foods, especially... eat more vegetables, eggs, beans, and eat as little as possible..."

"Doctor," Fang Yan interrupted softly with his head lowered, "...When will I be able to go to the ground normally?"

The doctor pushed the glasses on hearing this, "It depends on the specific recovery situation. If you want to return to normal walking... a conservative estimate will take at least two to three months."

Jiang Huai knew what he was thinking, and said directly without thinking, "You are not allowed to go anywhere until the plaster is removed."

As soon as the words came out, he realized that his tone just now was too blunt. Jiang Huai remedied: "Yuanyuan in the store can manage it very well by himself, at worst, recruit another clerk, and Bi Yang will go to help after class at noon. Don't worry about it." So much heart, okay?"

Fang Jin pursed his lips, neither argued nor opened his mouth, but his whole body was obviously in a gesture of resistance.

Probably seeing the aura of stalemate between the two at this time, Du Wei took the initiative to relieve it, "Actually, Auntie has something to discuss with you."

Du Wei sat a little closer to the bed, put her hand on the back of Fang Zhen's hand, patted it gently, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"I heard from Lele that you live alone, your parents are not around, and you have a plaster cast on your leg. It is inconvenient to do anything at home by yourself."

"If you don't mind," Du Wei smiled reassuringly, "It's better to live in our house, so that someone can take care of you at ordinary times."

Fang Zhen parted his lips hesitantly, and Du Wei continued: "As soon as I saw you, I felt destined. If you nodded, I would have an extra son."

Fang Zhen felt hot when he heard the words, but he still didn't react, his eyes showed a bit of confusion, "I..."

Fang Yi had received too little kindness from his elders since he was a child, so he was speechless for a while.

Jiang Huai was listening on the sidelines, coughing dryly and saying, "Let me interrupt."

"Let's not talk about whether there is a suitable person to take care of the family. You and my dad, an old man and an old lady, and Fang Yi, a young man, can it be convenient for you to live together?"

Of course, Du Wei had considered these things before. Hearing this, her eyes passed over Jiang Huai's face, and she smiled silently, as if she knew what his son was thinking clearly, but she still cooperated, "Then what do you say?" manage?"

Jiang Huai raised her eyebrows and said slowly: "You can't take care of me, don't you still have a son?"

"I will do it myself."

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I can finally let go of my hands sweet sweet~