alternate performance

The surrounding temperature has dropped.

During the fit, Xu Chenhe noticed the ebb of interest in the person behind him, he gently broke free from the not-so-tight restraint, pulled off the towel to wipe Gu Congran's body, and then put on clean clothes for the other party.

It was a little cold after staying in the ward for a long time, Xu Chenhe turned up the air conditioner, and stood under the air outlet to blow his drenched clothes: "You must tell me if your wound hurts in the middle of the night."

"Okay." Gu Congran twisted his neck and measured the width of the bed with his eyes.

After coming out of the shower, Gu Congran didn't say much, and he didn't make eye contact with Xu Chenhe. Xu Chenhe touched the back of his neck and felt that he was going too far.

"What are you looking for?" He walked over and handed the mobile phone on the cabinet to the other party, "A mobile phone?"

"No," Gu Congran gestured on both sides of the bed, "Are you going to sleep tonight?"

"Isn't there a folding bed here?" Xu Chenhe knocked on the bedside table.

"The folding bed is too narrow, making it uncomfortable to sleep on." Gu Congran patted the hospital bed, "It's wide enough, I promise not to touch you when you sleep on it."

Xu Chenhe leaned sideways on the bedside table, watching Gu Congran separate the two overlapping pillows on the bed, leaving a gap of less than ten centimeters in between.

"Why do you keep making promises recently?" Xu Chenhe asked.

I promise I won't let you see it again, I promise I won't lose my temper with you in the future, I promise I won't let you smell smoke on me, I promise I won't bother you for one more minute, I promise I won't touch you.

Gu Congran used to say how many promises he made. He knew it himself, and now he didn't expect Xu Chenhe to believe it. He took his phone and turned on the code scanning function and shook it on the code on the bedside table: "I'll sleep on a folding bed." , anyway, you can’t move when you lie on your stomach, it doesn’t matter where you sleep.”

Xu Chenhe snatched his mobile phone speechlessly: "Who is the injured person and who is the accompanying bed? What do you think when your family comes to visit tomorrow and see me occupying your bed?" He closed the cabinet with force, "It will cost more to share the accompanying bed." As for the money, you can’t waste it like this if you have a lot of money.”

After finishing speaking, he kicked off his shoes and lay down to occupy half of the bed, turning his face away from the other direction: "You are responsible for turning off the lights."

The air conditioner in the hospital was not very quiet, it was whirring when it was running.In the darkness, the two were lying on each side, but each other's breathing was not very smooth. Some of them stared at the ceiling with their eyes open, and some lay on their stomachs feeling uncomfortable. They wanted to turn over but were afraid that their movements would disturb the person next to the pillow.

Too many things happened in this short day, more violent than playing with a super pendulum, I felt like I had a dream before I fell asleep.

"Thank you." Xu Chenhe opened his mouth in the dark, with a flat tone, but his two hands on the quilt were pulled together.

Gu Congran thought he was talking in his sleep, turned to face him only to realize that his eyes were still open, the light white moonlight coming in from the window fell on her eyes, like a layer of sparkling water.

"It's worth it for you to stay with me for a night." Gu Congran felt uncomfortable with his chest, propped himself up and changed to a side-lying position, "Do I have to award that person a pennant with a sentence on it?" 'Assist little expert'..." Thinking that Xu Chenhe had lost him in his heart, Gu Congran withdrew his voice, "Go to sleep, don't talk about it."

"Yes." Xu Chenhe turned his back to Gu Congran.

After finally forcing himself to fall asleep, Gu Congran woke up in the middle of the night tormented by the stab wound on his back.The pain that went deep into the flesh and spleen was too clear, like a brave little snake scurrying around in the body, Gu Congran was sweating weakly, feeling his entire back was festering.

Xu Chenhe slept soundly beside him, but Gu Congran couldn't bear to shake him awake, stumbled into the bathroom in the dark and locked the door, retched while holding the water tank, and finally dedicated his dinner to the sewer.While rinsing his mouth, he caught a glimpse of the light on outside through the frosted glass on the door, and then the door was knocked, and Xu Chenhe called his name nervously: "Gu Congran, do you have a wound?"

The towel was soaked in cold water, Gu Congran washed his face and wiped off the sweat from his temples and forehead: "Go to the tuba, it's fine, you can continue to sleep."

After tossing and opening the door to go out, Xu Chenhe had already called the nurse on duty, and asked him to take off his clothes to check the wound.

As soon as Xu Chenhe touched the hospital gown, he knew how much Gu Congran endured the pain. He silently took the clothes and soaked them in the water. After the nurse left, he twisted the towel and sat behind Gu Congran to wipe his back: "Why not?" explain?"

The painkiller he took hadn't taken effect yet, but when Xu Chenhe rubbed his body gently enough to relieve the pain, Gu Congran took a breath and told the truth: "I'm worried that you think I'm cheating to win your heart."

"The more you live, the more timid you become." Xu Chenhe threw the towel, rubbed his warm palms and pressed them on Gu Congran's cold back, "Have you ever been injured by Jiang Hua like this before?"

Every time he mentioned Jiang Hua, Gu Congran was stabbed at the tip of his heart. He didn't know when it started, but he became much calmer. The regret that he thought he couldn't let go of many years ago also faded a bit, and the longing for being tied up by himself also quietly It was untied without a sound, and drifted away from every night's sleep one by one.

"I was injured, but not so badly." Gu Congran said, "I fought because of him in high school, and I was rubbed against the corner of my mouth by someone's fist one-on-two, and it healed in a few days."

"It's really tight." Xu Chenhe smiled dryly, took a piece of clean clothes and put it on Gu Congran, and turned to the other side to fasten the buttons for him, but the technique was a little messy. He complained that the buttonholes were small, but he knew that the small ones were his own eyes .

Gu Congran didn't urge him, he looked down at the bird with drooping wings, his eyes traced the lines of each thread.He thought he couldn't get out of the past, Xu Chenhe took him out, brought a flower with morning dew in his mouth, and fed him sweetness and brilliance.

He lowered his head, and touched Xu Chenhe's bangs with his lips, "For you, I can do it too."

Gu Congran was hospitalized this time, and the ward was more lively than last time.After all, it was on the news. Although the person involved refused to be interviewed, the media reporters did not let gossip witnesses gossip. Under the narration of bystanders adding fuel and vinegar, the heat of the incident could not be suppressed.

There is an endless stream of people flying from thousands of miles to visit, most of them are company executives and directors of various departments in the team. Gu Congran was annoyed by the quarrel, so he directly ordered the work group to focus on work, and don't engage in endless ceremonies Same.

Gu Shenli and Wei Fangling only came here frequently in the first two days. Afterwards, Gu Congran went back to Chengcheng without any serious problems. There is also a young son at home who came back from his internship.

"Isn't it boring every day, someone comes to accompany you and then drives them away." Xu Chenhe picked out an orange from the fruit basket, peeled it, tore a piece and sent it to Gu Congzhuo.

After a few days, Gu Congran asked Xu Chenhe to take good care of him, but he still had to lie on his stomach while lying in bed. It was impossible to guard against any company employees who came to visit, and they all saw the jokes. Gu Congran's image that had been established for more than ten years collapsed , I don't know where to put my face.

In front of Xu Chenhe, I don't worry, they have seen each other's appearance, it doesn't matter if they are slovenly or childish.

But Gu Congran didn't say anything, and even hoped that his injury would heal slowly. Since Xu Chenhe would leave him after all, he would rather suffer the pain for the rest of his life.

The door was knocked again, Xu Chenhe withdrew his hand from feeding the oranges, Gu Congran just rubbed his fire, when it was Zhou Tezhu and Zhu Huiting who entered the door.

Others carried fruits and flowers, while Tezhu Zhou held the computer in one hand and documents in the other, and the one behind him was even more empty-handed.

"It's just in time." Gu Congran was still full of disgust just now, when he saw Zhou Te's assistant, he hurriedly recruited people to his side. He usually talked about work, and he really felt uncomfortable when he left work for a few days.

"Ignore me?" After Zhu Huiting approached, he habitually wanted to slap Gu Congran on the back, and Xu Chenhe left the half-eaten orange and rushed over: "Brother Zhu, your hand!"

The palm turned to Xu Chenhe's shoulder, and Zhu Huiting took advantage of the opportunity to grab someone and raised his chin at Gu Congran: "Let's talk about work, I will take Xu Chenhe away first."

After leaving the corridor, Zhu Huiting put his hand off Xu Chenhe's shoulder: "Do you still remember how to call me?"

Xu Chenhe heard the joke, and thought about how he escaped under Zhu Huiting's nose at that time, and they met each other in less than a year: "Don't be mad at me."

"If I want to be really angry with you, I won't drag you out to chat." Zhu Huiting pointed at Xu Chenhe's face, "What's the matter with the tattoo, it's so cool, it's not like you."

The weather in mid-October turned slightly cooler. Sitting in the garden downstairs of the inpatient department in the afternoon, you can feel the skirts floating in the early autumn.Xu Chenhe leaned on the wooden chair and picked up a fallen leaf to play with, saying: "It doesn't matter if you don't look like me, just don't look like Jiang Hua."

"Gu Congran chased his wife for loneliness?" Zhu Huiting stared, "He can't control his mouth anymore?"

"No...no," Xu Chenhe grabbed Zhu Huiting who stood up, "No, my tattoo is to distinguish me from Jiang Hua."

At that time, he insisted on removing the shallow scar that represented him, and the fake beauty mole on it, just to make himself more similar to Jiang Hua in the entertainment industry. Later, the bird tattoo was to get rid of the shadow brought by Jiang Hua. The restrained Xu Chenhe.

"I feel very relaxed now. No one will call Jiang Hua's name to me when they meet me on the road. My new friends and I do not associate with me because I am like the actor Jiang Hua, but purely because Xu Chenhe makes them Feel at ease."

"What about Gu Congran?" Zhu Huiting asked with the back of his chair, "In front of him, will you still feel inferior because of Jiang Hua?"

"I again..." Xu Chenhe wanted to argue that he didn't like Gu Congran any more and why he cared about these comparisons, but he cut off the conversation when he met Shang Zhu Huiting's focused eyes.

"I still like it, I still care about it." Zhu Huiting saw it right away.

"But don't feel inferior anymore." Xu Chenhe tore the leaf in his hand into the shape of a bird, "He can like whoever he likes, anyway, it won't affect me anymore."

Zhu Huiting raised his head and looked towards a certain single room in the inpatient department, sighing that he only cares about Cong Ran alone: ​​"He really can't bear to tell you."