Technology has to clean up the mess for the actor again

What Huang Wenyao brought was a substitute for Ma Fei sustained-release tablets, but the medicine was not as strong as Ma Fei, and it made him feel less uncomfortable when he was in pain.

The effect of the medicine is not strong, and the onset of effect is slow. It will take a while for Qu Yan to achieve the effect after taking it.

Qu Yan still wanted to quit directly, who knew what would happen with Jiang Yuqiu and Sun Yujia, Qu Yan was afraid that Li Heng would not be able to hold on alone.

Li Heng still said the same thing: "Shut up, what you say now doesn't count."

Qu Yan smiled, neither saying yes nor bad.

Ever since Huang Wenyao lived in the guest room, Li Heng treated Qu Yan like a time bomb, always feeling that he would be addicted to drugs any second.

As a result, Huang Wenyao came here for two days, and Qu Yan had nothing to do. He went out every day to buy ingredients and studied recipes to cook.

Huang Wenyao asked for leave from the hospital to observe Qu Yan's performance when he had an attack, but he didn't expect to wait for three days, but he didn't get it.

On the fourth day after Li Heng came back, Huang Wenyao Hospital couldn't delay, so he had to go back. Before leaving, he asked Li Heng to give Qu Yan a lot of medicine and what to do if he became addicted to drugs.

In the end, Huang Wenyao's instructions to Li Heng were almost useless.

Qu Yan took Li Heng's words as deaf ears.

After lunch, Qu Yan went to buy ingredients as usual and came back.

Today I bought Li Heng's favorite shrimp.

After returning, the two picked shrimp threads in the kitchen, picking until their eyes were sore, and finally picked out a plate of shrimp.

Qu Yan poured the prawns into the water and prepared to go through them first, but when he put down the plate, his hands shook and almost dropped the plate.

"What's wrong?" Li Heng asked.

"No." Qu Yan smiled: "The pot is hot."

"Let me see." Li Heng moved his head to look at Qu Yan's hand.

Qu Yan stretched out the fingers of his left hand: "It's okay, I just touched it, and it didn't burn. You help me watch, after the water boils, boil it for 5 minutes, turn off the fire, and I'll go to the bathroom."

"Oh." Li Heng and Qu Yan switched positions, staring at the shrimp in the pot.

The fishy smell was very strong. After the water slowly heated up, Li Heng frowned in disgust, feeling something was wrong.

There was obviously cold water in the pot just now.

"Qu Yan!" Li Heng turned off the fire and ran outside, Qu Yan had already gone upstairs and entered the house.

There is a toilet in the living room, and Qu Yan went upstairs to use the toilet.

"Fuck!" Li Heng rushed upstairs, and the bedroom door was locked from the inside.

"Qu Yan, you fucking open the door!" Li Heng jumped up and kicked the door, and bounced himself back.

The decoration quality of the villa is very good, even if Li Heng is a recidivist in fighting, it is not easy to kick open the door.

"Hengheng." Qu Yan leaned against the door, panting heavily: "I'm afraid of hurting you, and I don't want to quit slowly, I want to quit as soon as possible. Get off the medicine as soon as possible, deal with the remaining things, and then have a good relationship with you." You are together."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Li Heng kicked the door again: "Even if you have to deal with it, you can't do it now, you don't have seizures every day, didn't you fucking promise me to deal with it with me? ?”

"Yes." Qu Yan gasped harder and lowered his voice: "But you are back, I want you to see the same me as before as soon as possible, not the one I am now."

"Then you fucking don't take medicine at that time, your brain was flooded at the time, let's talk about this now!" Li Heng kicked the door hard, but it couldn't be opened.

Qu Yan seemed to be holding things back.

"I didn't care about anything when you weren't there, not now."

Li Heng covered his face and knelt down at the door, not knowing whether he should be angry or moved.

It was agreed to face it together, but Qu Yan wanted to put himself aside.

But Li Heng asked himself, if he replaced Qu Yan with himself, he might do the same thing as Qu Yan.

Qu Yan may only have this point, similar to Li Heng, he doesn't like to procrastinate when making decisions.

It took too long to abstain from the drug, Li Heng also didn't want to let Qu Yan watch him collapse for such a long time.

Qu Yan hummed in pain in a low voice, Li Heng rubbed his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "I see, I won't give you medicine, you open the door, I will accompany you."

Headache, nausea, plus palpitation and weakness, the bones seemed to be gnawed by ants.Qu Yan closed his eyes, waiting for the coming pain.

"Heng Heng, you will stay with me at the door." Qu Yan said, "Didn't you say that you would not soften your heart?"

"Qu Yan!" Li Heng was flustered. Hearing that Qu Yan had started to hum in a low voice, he felt that he was the one going crazy.

"Your words don't count!" Li Heng stood up and glanced to the side, remembering that there was only half a meter between the balcony of the guest room and the master bedroom.

"I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable looking at it." Qu Yan's voice became lower and lower, accompanied by a soft hum and the sound of Qu Yan smashing his hand on the ground.

"I'm sorry for your uncle!" Li Heng was fuming with anger: "Don't let me in!"

Li Heng pushed open the door of the guest room, and took a lamp from the bedside table. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not convenient, so he ran out of the guest room, went downstairs to the storage room on the first floor, found the tool box, and took a handful from it. wrench.

The villas are all floor-to-ceiling windows, Qu Yan's trick today is too good.

Back in the guest room, Li Heng dragged the quilt with one hand, opened the French window with a wrench in the other, went to the balcony, and looked at the balcony next door to calculate the distance.

It's almost half a meter, so it's no problem to jump over.

Li Heng threw the wrench and the quilt over first, and climbed up the railing.

The railing was made of marble and was very slippery. Li Heng didn't think too much about it. After trying a few times, he kicked his feet and jumped to the opposite side.

After jumping over, Li Heng leaned forward to prevent himself from falling from the second floor.

His foot slipped, and Li Heng directly hit the quilt on the balcony.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were open, Li Heng leaned against the glass and took a look in, Qu Yan fell to the ground like a fish out of water, rolling around.

"Don't fucking let me in!" Li Heng picked up the wrench from the ground, put the quilt over his head to block it, gritted his teeth and smashed it hard at the French window with all his strength.

The tempered glass used for the floor-to-ceiling windows, Li Heng slammed it down the first time, but was bounced back, making his hands numb from the shock, and then slammed it a second time.

One after another, the floor-to-ceiling windows were smashed and cracked.

With the last push, the glass cracked with a bang and fell towards Li Heng.

Li Heng wrapped himself in a quilt to block the pouring glass, then threw the wrench and stepped on the glass into the bedroom.

Qu Yan was already in so much pain that he didn't know anything, he rolled back and forth on the ground, moaning without hesitation.

The door was blocked by the sofa at the end of the bed, Li Heng walked over aggressively, dragged Qu Yan and threw him on the bed: "Fuck you!"

Li Heng wanted to beat Qu Yan, but he didn't do it in the end. He punched him on the bed, then held Qu Yan's arm, trying to wrap him in a quilt.

"Hmm!" Qu Yan covered his head, unable to speak, his whole body was swept by pain, and he hummed louder and louder as Li Heng held him down.

"Fuck me!"

Qu Yan's entire face was disfigured with pain, struggling desperately, Li Heng couldn't hold him down at all.

"Let go of me!" Qu Yan didn't realize who was holding him down, his hands were held down and he couldn't move, so he just moved his feet directly.

Unprepared, Li Heng was kicked on the thigh by Qu Yan and flipped to the side.

"Fuck!" Li Heng rolled to the ground.Qu Yan was writhing on the bed while shouting, making Li Heng flustered.

"Qu Yan." Li Heng got up and hugged Qu Yan from behind: "Qu Yan, it's me, did you hear that?"

Qu Yan was in pain like a stick was stirring his head, and his whole body was like thousands of ants crawling in his bones.

"Heng Heng!" Qu Yan pinched Li Heng's hand and wanted to push him away, calling Li Heng unconsciously.

Li Heng felt no better than Qu Yan's headache, closed his eyes and let go of Qu Yan, pulled up the quilt and rolled Qu Yan into the quilt to wrap him up.

The medicine is in the bedside table, as long as Qu Yan takes it, he will be healed and the pain will not be so great.

Li Heng opened the drawer and took out the medicine Huang Wenyao had given him.

Qu Yan kicked off the quilt in pain, rolled to the ground, and thrashed on the ground like crazy.

Li Heng took the medicine and walked around to the other side to feed Qu Yan.

Qu Yan seemed to have become conscious, trying to get up.

"Qu Yan!" Li Heng threw himself on the ground and pinned him down.

"Hengheng, trust me." Qu Yan said.

Li Heng paused the hand holding the medicine.

Qu Yan pushed Li Heng away, and groaned in pain by tapping his temple vigorously, trying to relieve the pain.

But that didn't work at all.

Li Heng wanted to respect Qu Yan's ideas, but his heart felt like a knife was piercing him.

"Let's quit slowly." Li Heng said while holding Qu Yan, forcefully opened his mouth, and stuffed the medicine into it.

Now Qu Yan was in so much pain that he lost consciousness again. Li Heng pinched his throat and swallowed the medicine in a daze.

The medicine didn't work for a while, Qu Yan kicked his foot to get rid of Li Heng's control, knocked down the bedside table, and the desk lamp fell from it and broke into glass shards.

Afraid that he would hurt him, Li Heng dragged the quilt off the bed and covered Qu Yan, then went to the closet to find a belt.

Li Heng was covered in sweat, almost exhausted from jumping on the balcony and suppressing Qu Yan.

Qu Yan has not calmed down yet, the quilt has rolled into a ball, and he is still tumbling.

Li Heng pulled up the quilt, pressed Qu Yan's feet hard to tie him up, and then went to tie up other places. Because he couldn't hold it down, Qu Yan opened it up twice.

Tie up Qu Yan with the quilt, and Li Heng sat down next to him, listening to Qu Yan still moaning in pain, trying to break free like crazy.

"Hengheng, give me the medicine." Subconsciously, Qu Yan couldn't take it anymore, and like other addicts, he began to beg for medicine.

The medicine is not a DU product, and the effect is not so fast. Li Heng can only listen to Qu Yan begging for the medicine over and over again.

There was a reason why Qu Yan didn't let him in, and Li Heng felt very distressed now.

Putting it aside, Qu Yan's idea of ​​forced withdrawal will be in vain, but Li Heng will not be able to stand it just seeing this, and Li Heng may still be injured.

"Soon." Li Heng moved to Qu Yan's side, threw himself on the quilt and hugged him: "Soon, bear with me."

"Hengheng, I won't force you, give me the medicine." Qu Yan rubbed against Li Heng's shoulder, like a helpless child: "Give it to me."

If Qu Yan woke up and knew that he was begging for help in such a low voice, he would also be sad.

"Okay." Li Heng said, "It will be fine soon."

Qu Yan rubbed Li Heng's shoulder, realizing that he couldn't get his own medicine for a long time, his eyes were red and he roared, biting Li Heng's shoulder.

Li Heng felt the severe pain, snorted and continued to hug Qu Yan: "It's okay, it's okay, bite, bite, I will hurt with you."

Qu Yan bit harder and harder, almost biting off the flesh on Li Heng's shoulder.

The blood soaked Li Heng's shirt, and Qu Yan gradually stopped.

The medicine took effect, and Qu Yan suddenly lost his strength, lying on the ground loosely, staring at the roof with blurred eyes.

Things were spinning around in front of his eyes, Qu Yan's eyes were still red, and his expression began to slowly become enjoyable.

"Hengheng." Qu Yan's voice was a little hoarse because of the shout just now.

"I'm here." Li Heng leaned against Qu Yan's face: "I'm here."

"Li Heng."

"Ah."

"My name is Qu Yan, I am 19 years old." Qu Yan continued.

"Ok?"

"I'm a student of the School of Humanities. I know it's presumptuous, but I want to pursue you." Qu Yan's eyes became gentle, with a smile on his mouth: "I like your casualness, the way you smile, and I like staying with you." By my side, I feel good."

There was a thud in Li Heng's heart, like an earthquake.

This is the postcard written by Qu Yan back then?

Qu Yan said that he wrote a new one, but neither of them mentioned it later, and Qu Yan didn't show it to Li Heng.

The soreness in his heart rushed up, and Li Heng's tears flowed from the corners of his eyes without warning, dripping onto Qu Yan's face.

"Okay." Li Heng choked up and laughed: "Okay, I promise you to be your boyfriend."

Qu Yan smiled, smiled and slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Sustained-release tablets are the same as inhaling DU, Qu Yan hallucinated and remembered the past.

Li Heng let himself cry for a while, then untied the belt, and dragged Qu Yan to the bed, still unable to calm down.