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

"Brother Ling...I...can't take it anymore..." The boy twisted his slender and flexible waist impatiently.

The young man raised his handsome face and said in a deep voice, "Be patient a little longer, don't move around."

"Brother Ling, I feel bad..." The boy struggled lightly on the bed sheet, and put his hand in front of him, trying to remove something hot, but the boy grabbed his wrist and persuaded him in a gentle voice : "Hey-be careful it's hot-don't touch it yourself..."

"But, it's really hot, the whole body is so hot..." The boy looked at Qu Linggong pitifully with his blushing face and misty eyes.

The young man encouraged: "Be good, it's right to be hot, that's what you want."

"But, Brother Ling, it's really uncomfortable... I'm going to be scalded..." The boy raised his arms impatiently, covered his teary eyes with the back of his hand, moved his body lightly, and gritted his teeth to endure the pain on his skin surface. scorching hot.

Qu Linggong was also very sad. His baby was lying flat on the bed with a blushing face, showing a narrow white waist shyly. It was so hot that I was about to spit out a nosebleed.

He was crying in his heart: baby, please bear with it for a while, don't cry like that again, if you keep screaming, I won't be able to stand it anymore.

Qu Linggong moved the burning Ai Zhu in the boy's abdomen, and the "Zhongwan acupoint" that had been roasted for a long time, moved to the side, and then looked at the boy, his frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he no longer had a bitter face It hurts to cry.

At this time, like a small animal that has been bullied miserably, there is a little water in the dark eyes, and it looks at itself pitifully with its mouth pursed.

Seeing Zhang Junruo's pitiful eyes, Qu Linggong's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little distressed, and comforted him in a warm voice: "It's not hot anymore, just stay here and don't move."

Qu Linggong stole a peek at the boy's aggrieved sample. He was holding his mouth shut as if he was gasping for breath, and his eyes were lowered to stare at the curling white smoke from moxibustion in his stomach. The narrow arcs at the ends of his eyes were bright, as if Stained with a little water.

Seeing how cute his baby looked, Mr. Qu really wanted to reach out and pinch his slightly puffed cheeks.

Qu Linggong thought of Zhang Junruo's usual fortitude and forbearance, and his heart sank again. His baby should be very afraid of pain, and he didn't want others to see his vulnerable side, so he kept on pretending, maybe only with those who are very close. In front of her, she acted like a spoiled child and screamed in pain.

Thinking of this, Mr. Qu had a smile on his face, wanting to tease his baby, showing a proud expression like a fox who had eaten a chicken, looking at the small red mark on the Zhongwan acupoint, with a tinge of blood in his mouth. Responding to blame, he reprimanded softly, "Stomach cold needs to be burnt at the Zhongwan acupoint all the time to be effective. When you don't cry when your stomach hurts, why are you so squeamish when you treat a disease?"

Being called squeamish by the young man, Zhang Junruo's face was embarrassing, two blushes appeared on his face, his slender and fair fingers were silently clenched by his side, and his lips were pressed into a straight line, planning to endure it even if he was scalded to death this time. .

Qu Linggong had seen his expression of "seeing death as home" and "sacrificing heroism", and felt that his baby was being bullied miserably while taking advantage of the medical treatment today, so he quickly took the tablet and clicked on a video of a cute cat begging for a hug. boy look.

Today, he wants to moxibustion three "strong", he wants to divert the boy's attention, and is also afraid that the boy will feel bored.

The boy who is very keen on sucking cats, was successfully diverted by the cute cat, and the forbearance and tension on his face disappeared.

Qu Linggong sighed with relief in his heart: How could his baby be so easy to coax.It's so cute.

Qu Linggong lifted up the blanket that the boy had slipped a little due to the struggle just now, covering his slender and tight belly, only revealing a small piece of skin corresponding to the stomach in the middle of the double ribs.

Zhang Junruo looked away from the tablet, pouted his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Ling, it was really hot just now...and I feel very hot all over..."

"That's right," Qu Linggong saved up a lot of broken thoughts and said, "Do you know why no serious problems can be found during gastroscopy, and when winter comes, the pain is so painful?" He paused After a pause, he asked himself and answered, "Because you don't always eat well, and your spleen and stomach are deficient and cold. In winter, the temperature is low. The cold air outside and the damp cold inside the body work together. When the inside and outside are pinched, of course it will be cold and painful."

Zhang Junruo lay down obediently, watching Qu Linggong talking eloquently, with a dignified and authoritative expression on his face, he didn't dare to refute.

Speaking of this, Qu Linggong became angry, and he glared at the boy with phoenix eyes, and reprimanded the boy in the tone of Teacher Wang from the medical office: "You are still growing up at a young age, coughing today, and having a stomachache tomorrow, that boy is still sick." Can it jump up? It can only be a short winter melon in the future."

If Zhang Junruo had kitten-like ears, he would definitely be drooped by Qu Linggong's words. He looked at Mr. Qu aggrievedly, and felt that although he was not as tall as Qu Linggong, he was definitely not short among his peers. He whispered Rebuttal: "Brother Ling, I'm already 1 meters tall, not a short winter melon..."

"Obviously I can grow to 188, but only grow to 176. It's all caused by not eating well and treating myself badly, you know?"

Qu Linggong has been accumulating these words for a while, and he has babbled a lot, such as three meals a day, no raw or cold food, no cold drinks, what breakfast and dinner should be eaten less, and what should be eaten for lunch. Full, long-winded, and so on.

He educated his baby about health knowledge like brainwashing, and looked down to see the boy with a bewildered expression, staring at him in a daze, his eyes bewildered and far away.

"Junruo, what's wrong?"

The boy was stunned, then quickly lowered his eyelashes, and whispered, "It's nothing..."

Qu Linggong showed a suspicious expression on his face. He knew Zhang Junruo's micro-expression very well, and knew that "nothing" was suspicious.

He stretched out his hand and moved Ai Zhu, which was emitting white smoke, back to the Zhongwan acupoint just now, and asked softly, "Is it too hot again? Or something else?"

Zhang Junruo was a little dazed, and murmured, "No, just now I suddenly felt... Brother Ling, you... looked like a person... I lost my mind..."

"Who do you look like?" Qu Linggong asked curiously with his eyes fixed.

The boy pursed his lips, as if he was enduring something funny, and after a while, a very amazing smile like melting ice and snow appeared on his handsome, porcelain-white face, and the boy laughed out loud in front of him .

Qu Linggong was stunned for a moment, thinking that his baby's smile was very cute and playful, and then he realized the possible meaning of this smile.

Maybe, in Zhang Junruo's mind, he imagined himself who was nagging with his mother-in-law and mother-in-law just now, as some kind of three aunts and six wives.He himself felt that way just now, he felt that his tone was very similar to the fat and long-winded Teacher Wang in the infirmary...

Thinking of this, Mr. Qu couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch the boy's delicate and smooth cheek.

This gesture was very intimate, but the boy didn't resist too much, but his eyes wandered a little, and his face flushed shyly.

After finishing the three-pillar moxibustion, Qu Linggong folded the blanket, changed Zhang Junruo into a quilt for sleeping at night, and covered him carefully.He poured another cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table, and then helped the boy get a few books and photo albums, and said in a gentle voice: "After the moxibustion, rest for a while before moving, take a nap or read a book for a while. Drink cold water, and you can't do strenuous exercise, you know?"

Zhang Junruo nodded obediently, Qu Linggong showed a satisfied expression, packed away the moxibustion tools, and softly closed the door for the boy.

The boy silently looked at the back of Qu Linggong's leaving, his pupils were deep and far away, with a little bit of bewilderment and a little nostalgia.

Just now from the young man's earnest nagging, he experienced a kind and warm feeling, that feeling is very far away, but it makes people nostalgic, he has been gone for a long time.

The boy's expression when he told him to pay attention to his body was a bit like his mother...

Zhang Junruo turned over and lay on his side on the bed, bent his knees and subconsciously grasped the quilt in his hand. A trace of fear rose in his heart, fearing that the young man would leave him like his mother before, afraid that he would rely too much on that young man, afraid One day, he will become alone again, and he will be left alone in the world again, isolated and helpless.

The boy is making a decision in his heart, he will not show his love for the boy, because if the boy finds out, they may be separated, and they can't even be friends anymore.

He forgot about him, forgot many vows, but it doesn't matter, they can be pure friends, after graduation, when he becomes an unattainable big star, maybe they can meet once in a while, he will give him silently Support, give him encouragement, give him everything he can give when he needs himself.

Qu Linggong went out, put his hand in his pocket, and touched the key of his own door, but found a thick envelope, took it out and saw that it was a new stack of pink coins and a note.

It was written in beautiful and neat handwriting: Brother Ling, thank you for helping me pay the inspection fee.Really thank you very much.

Qu Linggong couldn't help but smacked his lips, and said to himself: This little fool, isn't he working so hard to make money just to spend it for him?

☆, want to eat you