My dead ghost husband is still alive

After he left, the ward became deserted. Zhong Lin covered himself in the quilt, but still felt that he couldn't get warm.Not only the skin is getting cold, but even the blood flowing in the blood vessels is also cold.

Since when did it become like this?

About a week after being discharged from the hospital, I began to feel something strange in my body.You will find it in your sleep, gazing at your own feelings.

Unless people look in the mirror, how can they stare at themselves, such a feeling.

Zhong Lin didn't know, he was busy taking over the company, there were many things that he needed to do by himself, and he didn't have time to think about other things for now.

Furthermore, Zhou An, who was hidden deep in his heart, occupied his free time.

From the first meeting, the presence of the other party is very strong.

Today, I finally learned from Zhou An that they are actually a couple. The answer was as expected and shocking enough. Now Zhong Lin is a straight man.

He knew that Zhou An was not lying, it was the truth, but he felt it was untrue.

He suddenly had a boyfriend, but Zhong Lin's memory was still in his third year of high school, the feeling of fighting for himself.

So I was completely unprepared, how to get along, how to fall in love, I just knew that I liked him, and I didn't accept the decision to break up.

There is no clear cognition in the head, but the instinctive reaction is very strong.You don't have to think at all, you know what you want and what you want to do.

"..."

For example, now, Zhou An is taking a shower in the bathroom, and he is lying on the bed waiting, and now it is Shi Geng's work.

"Zhong Lin?" Zhou An opened the bathroom door and called out with concern.

"Hmm..." Zhong Lin responded in a low voice, with imperceptible sex appeal.

Zhou An was wearing long sleeves and trousers because there were cameras in the room.He walked to the hospital bed, closed the bed curtain, and completely surrounded Zhong Lin's hospital bed before he dared to relax: "Are you sleepy now? Do you want to sleep?"

"It's okay, what do you want to do?" Zhong Lin squinted at him, and his sensitive nerves immediately noticed that Zhou An exuded a different aura, which was a bit ambiguous.

"If it's okay, how about..." Zhou An stood by the bed in embarrassment, his cheeks were flushed, it was really strange that he hadn't asked for anything.

"What?" Zhong Lin understood a little bit, then his scalp became numb, and he looked at Zhou An in disbelief: "This is a hospital." And: "Don't you think you are too unrestrained?"

Was he always like this before?

So when kissing, open your mouth and stick out your tongue as soon as you touch it, as if you are familiar with it.

"..." Zhou An looked elsewhere, and even curled up his toes wearing slippers awkwardly. He was constantly weighing in his heart. He was waiting for Zhong Lin to be discharged from the hospital, but wouldn't it be too late by then, and there was no tomorrow? If it gets better, the doctor will urge and call the parents to come over.

Zhong Lin's parents were gone, and the only remaining relative, his uncle, was at odds with him.

As if he was the only one left in the world.

The young man standing beside his bed talked a lot, but he blushed and pretended nothing had happened.The young man who is better at pretending than him is actually in a mess under the quilt, since the other party showed that kind of intention.

"Then come here." Zhong Lin struggled to stand up, although he was very weak now, but he couldn't even satisfy this, what kind of man was he.

"Don't move." Zhou An pushed him back and told him to lie down: "I, I can just do it myself..."

"..." Zhong Lin looked up at his face, feeling a sense of pressure in addition to excitement.

This kind of one-sided situation is rare, Zhou An is a little bit more happy, he is in control of the audience, and he is controlling the former very powerful man, the man who once made himself late three times a week .

It was indeed like this at the beginning, because Zhong Lin had no strength, so he leaned weakly.

Hua Yishu's speculation was very accurate. Zhong Lin, who had obtained the essence, recovered quickly, and his complexion quickly returned to a reassuring state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That's good..." Zhou An put in a lot of effort, not only wanted to rest, but also wanted to cover himself up quickly.

However, both wrists were suddenly held, the world was turned upside down, and the eyes were dazzled by the light on the ceiling. At that moment, there was an urge to cry.

The exclamation was muffled in the throat, so as not to attract the attention of the outside world.His brows were tightly locked, and as the lights flickered, he covered his mouth and nose with his hands, leaving behind two infected eyes, conveying different feelings every minute and every second.

Zhou An's eyelashes kept trembling, his left hand was raised behind his head, and he firmly grasped the railing above.

"Zhong Lin..." He suddenly shook his head desperately, reminding Zhong Lin with a broken voice: "This will hit the wall..." The movement is too big, and the movement will attract the doctor's attention.

The beds in the hospital itself are very small in size and light in weight, so it is impossible to be as stable as Mount Tai in this situation.

"Duo duo duo." Within 2 minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"Don't come in." Zhong Lin's voice was as ruthless as what he was doing.

At that moment, Zhou An was desperate. They would become the headlines of the social news, but there was still no way to stop them.

Slightly hot breath sprayed on his cheeks, and Zhou An's hand was taken away, revealing a reddened face: "..." He stared slightly, breathing intermittently, and was ready to be taken away. Back to those stormy days.

The feeling of familiarity is also strange and fresh. The other party is not as cold and vicious as when Li Gui was, so Zhou An would not be shivering.

But it is still very easy to make him fall.

Touching the physiological water in the corner of his eyes with his fingers, he turned his head to avoid the fierce aggression, but he couldn't leave this square inch.

Zhong Lin's arms are like a cage, Zhou An can't even turn around in it, he can only look at him, accept him, and sink together with him.

"Doo-doo-doo." The porter rang for the second time, and it had been twenty or ten minutes since the last time.

The doctor opened the door and came in. Looking through the gap in the bed curtain, he saw the patient sitting on the bed, with the hospital gown on his shoulders, and the buttons were unbuttoned: "Are you all right?" The doctor frowned. This will catch a cold: "Are you not feeling well? Why don't you sleep?"

"No discomfort, I just sat for a while." Zhong Lin said.

"Okay, rest early." The doctor looked around for a while, then turned and left.

He is a male doctor, of course he knows that men sometimes need a little privacy.

So I specially gave it 10 minutes just now, which is already ample time.

But it was just enough for the public, Zhong Lin lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went directly to the bathroom.

Zhou An stayed inside, his heart pounding, his ear pressed against the door panel, listening to the conversation outside.

"Open the door." Zhong Lin's voice startled him. After opening the door, he closed it again quickly after the other party came in.

The sound of turning on the exhaust fan and the shower is not enough to cover up everything. It can only be controlled consciously by himself. Anyway, Zhou An thinks it is scary, and it is completely different from the normal frequency he imagined.

"..." Didn't he lose his memory? Zhou An blinked his sore eyes, wondering why his skills were still so good, and the familiar routines were not unfamiliar at all.

"Look at me like this?" Zhong Lin's voice was deep and emotional: "What's wrong?" It was full of doubts.

"No." Zhou An said vaguely, with soft bangs sticking to his forehead, looking obedient.

Zhong Lin kissed him between the eyebrows: "When you're not arguing with me." It's very cute, making people want to love him.

"..." Zhou An slowly realized what he meant, and immediately responded, "You are the same." He is handsome and warm when he is not convulsing.

"I'll take you home tomorrow." He kissed Zhou An.

In the second half of the night, Zhou Anping lay on the warm blanket and fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds.

The steady breathing sound is gentle, with a reassuring frequency, which is very healing.

At least Zhong Lin, who was lying beside him, was well-satisfied physically and mentally.

It seems that all the barbs have been removed, leaving only a thin layer of skin, as long as the opponent flicks his nails lightly, it can cut through his defense.

But so what, some things cannot be picked up once they are put down.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Zhou An was woken up by an itchy touch.He felt that he was still sleepy, and he was reluctant to open his eyes, so he changed the direction and continued to sleep.

"Aren't you hungry?" Zhong Lin sat on the edge of the bed, with one leg resting on the edge of the bed, in a particularly uninhibited posture: "I bought something to eat."

He got up early this morning and was in such good spirits that the doctor doubted it.

"Don't bother me?" Zhou An asked angrily, hugging the pillow and continuing to sleep.

Last night, the two of them were big men squeezed into this small hospital bed, sleeping crookedly and aching all over.Now that the other party has finally withdrawn, Zhou An occupies the bed by himself.

"..." Zhong Lin silently took out his mobile phone to pass the time by himself.

But his eyes still looked at Zhou An's sleeping face from time to time: "Kach..." and stole a photo of him.

Move your finger, set it as wallpaper, screensaver.

"What are you doing?" Zhou An woke up, turned around and saw him fiddling with his phone, frowning in disbelief: "Delete it, don't use my photo as wallpaper."

"Huh?" Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows: "Even this is not allowed? Are you still my boyfriend?"

Zhou An was a bit awkward being his boyfriend, because he didn't remember.

There is a big difference between Zhong Lin who has memory and Zhong Lin who has no memory, so big that Zhou An has complicated moods and wants to sigh every time.

I don't know if I am a masochist, but Zhong Lin who clearly has memories is scary.But Zhong Lin, who was more gentle, always felt that something was wrong in front of him.

"..." He turned his head away, a little unable to bear himself.

"Forget it, you go wash and eat, and I'll go through the discharge procedures." Zhong Lin stood up and put the phone in his pocket. It was the one Zhou An bought for him, and he cherished it all the time.

I was lucky for a while after I fell last time, this brand is really resistant to falling.

He said he was going to go through the discharge procedures, but he kept standing by the bed.

"Would you like to show me something?" he said.

Zhou An patted his buttocks: "Go, I'm urgent to pee, go to the bathroom first." Then he lifted the quilt, picked up the clothes and put them on.

Zhong Lin turned his head slightly and looked at his busy back: "If I can't remember it for the rest of my life, will you deny me for the rest of my life?"

Without getting an answer, he strode out of the ward.

Although the figure was equally slender and tall, it was much more immature than Zhong Lin in Zhou An's mind, and was also more vulnerable to injury.