The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

After closing the door, Qu Linggong put down the tray, and adjusted the room temperature to a cool and comfortable temperature without making people feel cold.

Looking back, I saw Zhang Junruo was still sitting on the edge of the bed, with her shoulders huddled and her head lowered motionless, her eyes were empty on the amber floor, thinking about something.

Qu Linggong recalled the set of rhetoric he used to calm Zhang Junruo just now, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassing on his face.If I had known that he has this kind of personality that eats soft but not tough, I should have studied Qiong Yao's roaring style well, and bombarded him with all kinds of nasty words, making people dizzy, and I would Become cute and cute.

Qu Linggong walked over, took the towel that Zhang Junruo was pressing on his forehead, put it on the tray, and took a glass of freshly colored iced watermelon juice from the tray. Qi, looks very refreshing.

He carefully wiped the water droplets on the glass, and remembered that Zhang Junruo had a cold stomach, so he decided to give him only two sips.

He handed the watermelon juice to Zhang Junruo, who silently caught it with lowered eyelids, put the glass on his pale lips, and sipped quietly with his head down like a kitten drinking water.

Qu Linggong felt that the way he drank water was very cute and cute, the arcs of the tip of his eyes were narrow and graceful, and there was a touch of amorous feelings unknown to the master, as if there were soft feathers brushing across the lake surface in his heart, causing a slight ripple.

There are subtle sounds in the room, and what you can hear are the weak running sound of the air conditioner and the sound of the oxygen pump in the fish tank.The atmosphere in the room is very quiet and peaceful, which is very suitable for calming down and talking.

Qu Linggong sat beside Zhang Junruo, with his elbows resting on his knees, his slender fingers crossed between his knees, and said softly, "Ruoruo, I'm sorry."

The first time he said this, it was around the beginning of winter last year, Zhang Junruo was crying until he choked up in his arms.Only then did he deeply realize how much wronged and hurt his words and deeds had caused this sensitive and slender boy.Therefore, he decided to apologize as soon as he found out that he was wrong.

Zhang Junruo blinked, with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

Qu Linggong continued: "At noon, I was too anxious, and my mind was only thinking about how to solve the problem... I didn't think about it that much."

Zhang Junruo finally understood why he was apologizing, and he pursed his lips lightly, like a faint smile.

Qu Linggong observed Zhang Junruo's expression, and said lightly: "Later, I went to several nearby water stations to look for you, and finally found the one where you worked, but they said that you had already left, and I was like a wandering soul. Strolling all over the street, looking for you everywhere, I happened to see you fall down..."

He paused, his voice became solemn and deep: "Do you still remember what I said in the hospital at that time?"

Zhang Junruo finally reacted, raised his head towards him with trembling eyelashes, and met Qu Linggong's dark and deep pupils.

He said every word very seriously: "I said, no matter what you are going through or what kind of situation you are in, as long as you remember, I will be by your side. I will help you, save you, and protect you. This sentence , still valid!"

"So, please..." Qu Linggong turned around, showing that sincere and solemn expression, looked deeply into Zhang Junruo's eyes, and said, "Please, remember this sentence." He paused, his voice slightly Hoarse, "I really don't want to see you pass out in front of me again."

After a while, Qu Linggong looked terrified, and with thick black eyelashes drooping, his eyes moved elsewhere, showing an expression of admitting defeat or embarrassment in the backlight, and compared the position of the left chest heart with his bony index finger, it was very He muttered in a low voice in embarrassment: "This place seems to be broken."

Qu Linggong had jet-black broken hair, slender sword eyebrows, and a pair of graceful Ruifeng eyes, evil and handsome. He looked like an image of a madman, but he muttered such words in front of him. The strong contrast made him People inexplicably feel a little cute.

Zhang Junruo stared at him with trembling eyelashes, his pupils were as clear as water, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes.

In the room, the interlaced tones of silver-gray and dark blue, the orange-yellow wall lamps, and the faint woody smell of Qu Linggong diffused in the whole space, all of which made Zhang Junruo feel enlightened for a while, and struggled rationally to float up, And because of the extreme fatigue of the body and the confusion of consciousness, I fell into it.

He didn't want to move or talk, and he didn't even want to struggle anymore. He persuaded another anxious self over and over again in his heart, and lied to him: Don't worry, this is just a warm and peaceful dream, and dreams will eventually wake up. of……

The atmosphere was just right, someone knocked lightly on the door a few times.Qu Linggong walked over to open the door, and Song Shifang handed her son a box of green and cool aloe vera gel ointment outside the door. She also wanted to see the boy's condition, and frowned when she saw his son's baby-like appearance. He whispered a few words and left.

Qu Linggong walked up to Zhang Junruo, shook the emerald green jar in his hand, and said, "This is the gel cream for sunburn." There was a little smile in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said with a smile, "If you want me Can you paint it for me?" That look was a bit bad and a bit smug.

Zhang Junruo raised his eyes to look at him, but he didn't respond for a long time, Qu Linggong reacted, and screamed in his heart that he would suffer, because of his nature, he had to push an inch again.

He was anxiously thinking about how to return the slightly intimidating words, but Zhang Junruo asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I take a bath here?"

Qu Linggong: "——?!"

Qu Linggong suddenly opened his eyes wide in disbelief.He had noticed the salt stains on the back of Zhang Junruo's white T-shirt early in the morning, and he felt distressed, and he had suffered from heat stroke again.Originally, I wanted to suggest that he take a shower and change into clean clothes, but he was afraid of disturbing the guarded little animals, and he was afraid of tossing the boy with a tired face.

When Qu Linggong was in a daze, Zhang Junruo added softly: "Because there is still work to be done in a restaurant, I don't want to go there sweating..." His voice was as thin as a mosquito, with a nasal sound. Feeling a little helpless for no reason.

There was a small bathroom in Qu Linggong's room, and he quickly agreed to prepare a new set of T-shirts, as well as dry towels and bathrobes.

After getting ready, Zhang Junruo silently walked into the bathroom.After a while, there was the sound of gurgling water coming from the bathroom. After hearing the sound of water, Mr. Qu turned over and buckled himself on the bed in anger. It fell apart, and I began to be unbearably distracted.

After only a few minutes, Zhang Junruo came out of the bathroom slowly, and his black T was put on his body, which looked very loose, making his whole person even weaker and thinner.

The bottle of grapefruit-flavored shower gel in the bathroom combined with Zhang Junruo's familiar smell, and it turned into a strange fragrance with water vapor, which made people want to push him into his arms and take a few deep breaths.

"Do you want me to dry your hair for you?" Qu Linggong asked softly.

He didn't know if it was due to heatstroke, but he felt that Zhang Junruo was dizzy and his reflex arc became very long, as if he was immersed in some emotion and couldn't extricate himself.He didn't dare to push too far, so he could only take a small step forward tentatively.

After a while, Zhang Junruo lowered his eyelids and did not speak.

Qu Linggong got up and pushed him to the bed as if he had received tacit approval, and opened the bedside table to take out the hair dryer. The action was done in one go, as if he was afraid that if the action was slow, Zhang Jun would regret it if he woke up.

Qu Linggong used a medium temperature, the wind speed was neither too fast nor too slow, and the temperature was suitable, gently brushing Zhang Junruo's ears and the back of his neck, which was very comfortable.

Surrounded by Qu Linggong's unique woody smell, Zhang Junruo felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and his consciousness was a little erratic.He thought in a daze, this moment must have been paid for by him carrying such a heavy burden.However, somewhere in his heart, he felt it was worth it.

Like a tired bird returning to its nest, like a wanderer returning home, at this moment, he felt peaceful in his heart, he didn't think about anything anymore, just for a short while, just for this moment, please let him indulge in this person's side.

When the hair was only half-dried, Zhang Junruo gently closed his eyes, tilted his body, and leaned into Qu Linggong's arms.

Qu Linggong was stunned for a moment, his whole body froze, he quickly turned off the hair dryer, and kept this position for a while without daring to move.

He couldn't believe that Zhang Junruo, who was as lonely and sensitive as a stray cat, and wary of people, would sleep so peacefully in his arms.

"Ruoruo?" Qu Linggong called out softly, but he didn't want to wake him up in his selfish heart.

After a while, the person in his arms uttered a faint "hmm" in a daze, like an ambiguous raving.

Qu Linggong guessed that he might be too tired. Zhang Junruo's health has always been bad, and today he tossed himself to the point of passing out due to heatstroke. Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that he would suddenly fall asleep in his arms.

He stiffened his body, kept his original shape, and didn't dare to move. It wasn't until Zhang Junruo's light breath came from his arms that he confirmed that he was really asleep.

Qu Linggong gently wrapped his arms around Zhang Junruo's shoulders, carefully laid him down on the big bed, let his half-wet black hair rest on the soft pillow, hugged a pair of slender and straight legs, and put him gently on the bed. He got into the quilt, covered him with the quilt, then raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, pulled up the gauze curtain, and dimmed the wall lamp.

He turned around, walked gently to the bed, and saw that Zhang Junruo had fallen into a deep sleep, breathing evenly and long.The beautiful eyes are tightly closed, the slender eyelashes cast a small fan-like shadow under the eyelids, the thin lips are slightly pursed with a trace of stubbornness, the sleeping face looks calm and lovely, a little childish and innocent.

Qu Linggong lightly took a stool and sat down beside the bed, and whispered in an unusually gentle voice, "Ruoruo, I'm going to help you apply the medicine."

Qu Linggong hooked his beautiful diamond-shaped lips, and looked greedily at his sweetheart's sleeping face. Zhang Junruo slept so deeply that he didn't even shake his eyelashes.

He scooped a large spoonful of Biyingying gel out of the green jar, and gently and meticulously applied it on Zhang Junruo's arm exposed outside the quilt.The originally white and delicate skin on it was burned by the scorching sun, and it was so red that it seemed to peel off a layer of skin.

Qu Linggong frowned and applied the cool gel on the outside of his arm, and found that the fine red marks he saw last winter had disappeared, leaving only a few deep scars with light yellow traces.

He looked at Zhang Junruo's peaceful sleeping face, and felt a little relieved.Although he doesn't know what he is going through, but it seems that everything is going in a good direction, and he sincerely hopes that it is so, that the person he loves so deeply can be safe and happy, and don't get hurt again...

As long as he waits patiently and guards silently, maybe one day Zhang Junruo will open his heart to himself, and then everything will be fine. Maybe he and the boy in front of him still have a long, long, beautiful future to spend together.

☆、Wait for that school grass brother