Abduct a boy and bring him back

This time he really wants to thank Qiao Mohan's [-]th generation ancestors. However, after going through this time, he has already had two bad records with Qiao Mohan. Will he let him in again? ?

Ling Huan's heart was full of uneasiness, and he didn't know when he dropped his phone, but since he didn't have a job, he didn't need to contact anyone, he just dropped it, he thought so.

He lay in the hospital for a day, waking up and falling asleep, like a movie playing in his mind, playing the first 18 years of his life again.

With nothing to do, and no one to care about, 18 years have passed in the alley with my grandma.

Not even a friend who is willing to play with him.

This time he left school without looking back. Apart from feeling sorry for his grandma, he felt that he was finally relieved, but he never thought that he had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and trapped himself in the wolf's den.

Homosexuality keeps appearing around him. He can't tell what it feels like to people of this sexual orientation, but as far as the class teacher and bar owner are concerned, he hates it.

That feeling even made his hair stand on end.

Now, he's a little bit desperate, desperate to be driven mad by life, largely because of the restless thing about homosexuality.

When Qiao Mohan came in at night, Ling Huan was leaning on the bed and turned his head to look out the window. There was still cold porridge on the small table on the bed.

The person on the bed next to him has been discharged from the hospital today, and the inside of the ward looks very spacious and tidy.

When Ling Huan came in, he had nothing but himself and his overalls, and now he didn’t even have the overalls, and he was left sitting on the hospital bed, wearing the blue and white hospital gown on his thin body.

Qiao Mohan was a little uncomfortable with his quiet appearance now, as if there was only this lonely person left in the world.

He stepped in and put the things in his hands on the table in front of Ling Huan, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you eat?"

Ling Huan suddenly came back to his senses, and found that Qiao Mohan was standing in front of him at some point, and said happily, "Brother, it's so late, why are you here..."

Qiao Mohan's heart skipped a beat for his brother's excitement. In the past, Ling Huan called his brother probably because he wanted to please him, but just now, Qiao Mohan heard it. It is probably worse than in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva. pious.

"If I don't come, how do you know you're on a hunger strike!" Qiao Mohan found a stool and sat in front of Ling Huan, opened the things he brought up, and pushed them in front of him, "Here, this should be better than the one in front of you." It has a little taste."

In the afternoon, he called the nurse to ask about Ling Huan's situation. The nurse said that the boy drank some water and said a few words in the morning and then never spoke again. He also asked him if the child was stimulated in any way.

Ling Huan's throat was a little congested, and Qiao Mohan couldn't laugh or cry when he uttered a sentence for a long time, "Thank you brother, I will definitely repay you in the future..."

"Eat it first, and we'll talk about the repayment later!"

Ling Huan glanced at the trademark on the box, Tianxiangju.

This is a well-known Chinese restaurant in City A. A young man of his level may not be able to eat a meal there in his entire life.

"Did you come here after work?" Ling Huan glanced at Qiao Mohan's meticulous suit.

"Well, I worked overtime today, it's a bit late, you can take a rest after eating, it's getting late..." Qiao Mohan took out his phone and glanced at the time.

Ling Huan took a sip of the lean meat porridge that Ling Huan brought over, his eyes lit up instantly, "Brother, it's very delicious... Would you like a sip?"

Qiao Mohan glanced at the spoon that Ling Huan raised, and frowned slightly, "Take it, take it, I've eaten it, you can drink it!"

"Um, it's easy, I forgot..." For a cleanliness like Qiao Mohan, sharing the same tableware with others is absolutely unreasonable, so Ling Huan drank it by himself resentfully.

As far as the taste is concerned, you get what you pay for, and it is far from the porridge on the street.

Ling Huan talked to Qiao Mohan while drinking, Qiao Mohan seemed to have seen the saliva factor in the air, he moved the stool slightly back to avoid Ling Huan's saliva.

"Thank you this time, otherwise I would not be here today..." Ling Huan put down the spoon and looked at the man in front of him seriously.

"Don't go to work in the bar for the time being. Tomorrow, I'll have someone bring over the things you left there, and you can recover from your illness in the hospital at ease." Qiao Mohan took a magazine next to him and flipped through it.

"Well, I'm not going to do it there again."

"Tell me, what happened yesterday?" Qiao Mohan had worked all day, but he hadn't had time to ask Xia Yifei what was going on.

Ling Huan didn't really want to tell others about this useless thing, but Qiao Mohan finally saved him, "I was harassed by a man, but I'm not that kind of person, so I didn't agree...so..."

Qiao Mohan narrowed his eyes, probably understood what was going on, and said, "Understood, let's talk about work after you recover from your illness, why don't you return it to me as a babysitter!"

"Hey, Brother Qiao, don't worry, I will definitely clean up for you in the future. I have no objection to wiping the floor several times..."

Jomo snorted coldly, looking awkward, "Four times, not less than one time!"

"Mmmm, quite a lot..."

Qiao Mohan stared at him after eating, and was about to go back, this hospital is really not a very good place, he felt uncomfortable all over after staying for a while.

"Brother Qiao, I probably won't be able to return the money you advanced for me in a short time. I'll give you an IOU. If you don't believe me, I can put your ID card in your place first..." Ling Huan Turn around and take out a pen and paper from the drawer, and start writing.

Qiao Mohan wanted to say no, but seeing his seriousness, he was afraid of hurting the big boy's self-esteem, so he simply asked him to write, "The handwriting is pretty good, don't you think it's a pity to come out of school?"

Ling Huan's pen tip paused twice, his eyes darkened and he didn't speak.

The man sitting next to him touched his nose, probably this is a taboo for Ling Huan.

"I don't need the ID card, I guess I have to use it again to find a job...you take it." Qiao Mohan glanced at Ling Huan's IOU and put it in his wallet.

"Then I won't see you off, brother, please drive carefully and pay attention to safety."

Qiao Mohan packed up the lunch box he had eaten, and walked out with it, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If this disposable lunch box was replaced, he might not use it once a year, even if he carried it, he would feel very uncomfortable.

He was also a little surprised by Ling Huan's attitude. Qiao Mohan never thought of himself as a good guy, but he was out of order twice. He felt a little strange about this feeling, and he seemed to be quite successful. feel?

Qiao Mohan thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a more appropriate adjective.

After getting in the car, he looked up at the floor where Ling Huan was, shook his head, and then started the car and drove towards home.

In the middle, Xia Yifei called.