Difficult to quit

19

There were only the two of them left in the ward.

Zhuang Yili did not move one meter away from the hospital bed.

Li Qinghai said: "Zhuang Yi, I want to drink water."

Remembering the reprimand from the doctor with gold-rimmed glasses, Zhuang Yi said coldly: "Stomach bleeding, the doctor said you can't drink water for three days."

Li Qinghai: "Then can I eat?"

The veins on Zhuang Yi's forehead throbbed, "I can't!"

Li Qinghai said: "Zhuang Yi, what are you doing standing so far away? I'm so pitiful. I can't eat or drink. Can you come closer and let me see you?"

"My head hurts, my hands hurt too, and I drank a lot of wine, you know," Li Ershao, who is known in the industry, leaned weakly on the head of the bed, and said pitifully, "Drink to sleep, wake up and continue to drink."

Zhuang Yi was expressionless: "I let you drink it?"

Li Qinghai's eyes dimmed, and he said: "I want to drink it myself. I did something wrong on the rainy day, and I feel uncomfortable."

The corners of Zhuang Yi's mouth twitched, and he said lightly, "I thought it was because you didn't get to fuck me because I felt bad."

What he said was like stabbing a knife in Li Qinghai's heart, but Li Qinghai couldn't let him know that he had read his materials over the years.

He wished that Zhuang Yi would never think about those things again, he would be willing to pay any price.

Li Qinghai's heart seemed to be choked with something, and his voice was hoarse, "I said the wrong thing, I'm a bastard, I lost my mind after drinking too much that day. Zhuang Yi, how can you forgive me? Brother, I apologize to you, how about you Just slap me and then you don't get angry, okay?"

When Li Qinghai was a child, he was very messy and often provoked Zhuang Yi, but Zhuang Yi had a good temper. Every time he lied and coaxed him like this, his anger dissipated after a while, and he never took his revenge.

But this time he couldn't expect Zhuang Yi not to hold grudges, he would hold grudges against himself, if he didn't have both hands occupied, he would want to slap himself.

But Zhuang Yi nodded and said, "OK."

Li Qinghai stared at him in disbelief, "Really?"

Zhuang Yi thought for a while, then turned around, walked to the bedside, looked at him, and said, "Thank you for your help in the selection of "Star Information" recently. I won't be angry about what happened that day. I will not participate in your company's activities in the future, and you should stop worrying about me."

He is not an idiot, his company wholeheartedly praises Zhou Yang, buys Zhou Yang the most comprehensive publicity, trolls, and controls hot reviews and public opinion; but he has no support at all, and can catch up with Zhou Yang in a short period of time. Champion, only Li Qinghai can help him after this.

Seeing Li Qinghai's appearance today, he was really shocked.

Zhuang Yi pursed his lips, "Don't drink like this in the future, I won't care about you next time."

Li Qinghai was silent for a moment, then suddenly gave a low laugh.

"Zhuang Yi, if you say that, you might as well let me drink to death." Li Qinghai smiled bleakly, staring at him with red eyes, "If you want to get clean with me, then I would rather you hate me and hate me."

The door of the ward was knocked three times, and a nurse came in pushing a cart, "Sir, the fluid has been changed."

Li Qinghai stretched out his hand abruptly, pulled off the needle and threw it on the ground, saying coldly, "Get out!"

The nurse was stunned. She had worked in this hospital for a period of time, and knew that these rich people had more eccentric tempers, and they always had various things that they didn't want others to see, so they closed the door silently and went out.

The blood in the infusion tube hadn't flowed back completely, and it fell on the white tiles and dragged a dazzling line of blood.

Zhuang Yi's eyebrows jumped, and he took two pieces of paper from the bedside and pressed them roughly on the back of Li Qinghai's bleeding hand, "Why are you so crazy?"

Li Qinghai didn't care, he stared at Zhuang Yi intently, his eyes were tired and stubborn.

"Zhuang Yi, don't refuse me." Li Qinghai's voice was low and trembling slightly, "I don't ask you to forgive me, but don't refuse me to help you, okay?"

Zhuang Yi pressed his hand hard, and said irritably, "Li Qinghai, what on earth are you trying to do!"

Li Qinghai said: "I just want to be nice to you, I want to make up for you..."

Zhuang Yi stood up abruptly.

"Li Qinghai, you can't make it up." He said each word in a word, turned around and walked out, "I'll call the nurse."

Li Qinghai removed the tissue on the back of his hand, the blood was no longer flowing.

After a while the nurse came in, cleaned up the infusion tube dripping blood on the floor, changed him to a new bottle, and told him not to pull out the needle by himself next time.

Li Qinghai nodded absently, and the nurse went out.

Zhuang Yi never came back.

After a while Xiao Chen came in.

Xiao Chen: "Boss, how do you feel?"

Li Qinghai glanced at him, "Why are you back again?"

Xiao Chen thought he wouldn't dare to go far, and replied, "I'm afraid you have some orders."

Li Qinghai said, "Where's my cell phone?"

"It's here with me." Xiao Chen took out his mobile phone and handed it over. Seeing that Li Qinghai was not in the mood, he said, "I'm going outside, call me if you have anything to do."

After Xiao Chen went out, Li Qinghai took his mobile phone and made an overseas call to England.

The call is connected.

"Hi, old Song." Li Qinghai said.

"Qinghai, I only sent you five bottles of medicine last month, and I want it again so soon?" Song Xueqian's tone over there was a little anxious, "It's not that brothers won't help you, this medicine is easy to become addicted to if taken too much, and it will damage the spirit , you can’t eat like this every day!”

Li Qinghai said, "I didn't come to you to get medicine."

Song Xueqian didn't listen to him at all, and continued to say: "You can't sleep, you have to find other ways to adjust, you can't always rely on medicine, I heard that there is a kind of hypnotherapy, why don't you try it..."

Li Qinghai interrupted him, "Old Song! Really, I won't take medicine from now on."

"?" Song Xueqian was quite taken aback by this surprise, "You found a cure? You can't be——take other medicines, right? You can't take this kind of medicine indiscriminately, Li Qinghai! Damn it, don't Do something useless!"

"Well, I found the medicine." Li Qinghai paused, "Old Song, I found him."

"Who?" After Song Xueqian asked, he came to his senses first. There is no other person in the whole world who can fucking make Li Qinghai lose his composure, "...Xiao Zhuangyi?"

"En." Hearing this familiar title from Song Xueqian's mouth, it was as if time had flown back in time, and Li Qinghai's throat was choked, as if stuffed with a sponge.

"But he doesn't recognize me, ignores me, doesn't want to talk to me, and doesn't let me treat him well." Li Qinghai's voice was hoarse: "After I returned to Li's house, he had a very bad life. His father passed away, and he He was bullied at school, calling him a disgusting homosexual, a pervert, and everyone looked down on him..."

He couldn't go on talking, these things happened to Zhuang Yi, which made him feel more uncomfortable than what he experienced personally.

Song Xueqian said softly, "It's not your fault."

"I led him on this road," Li Qinghai felt uncomfortable thinking about it, "He was so obedient when he was a child, if it weren't for me, he would have been fine all the time, being his three-good student... you know what? It's a third-rate school, he came out to join the entertainment industry before graduating from university, signed the Overlord contract and was overwhelmed by the company..."

Song Xueqian interrupted him gently but firmly, "Qinghai, it's not your fault. Zhuang Yi also likes you, and you didn't force him to like you. This is not something you can decide, you've got into a dead end."

Li Qinghai was silent for a moment, then said in a daze: "But if I hadn't gone to him at that time, he wouldn't have known, and he would never have to admit that he likes a man."

There was a big hole in his heart, and he slowly curled himself up, as if this could fill the void a little bit, "I didn't force him to like me, but I forced him to recognize this liking, and I lied to him There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, he is too easy to deceive, he doesn't understand anything. He is looked down upon by the whole school, and some bastards bully him and want to play with him. I made him fall in love with a man, but I couldn't protect him. he……"

His voice choked up uncontrollably, "Old Song, you don't understand."

The receiver was quiet, and Song Xueqian quietly accompanied him.

There was something he didn't understand. Zhuang Yi was not too easy to deceive when he was a child, but he believed Li Qinghai too much. He listened to everything Li Qinghai said and believed everything he said.

He worshiped Li Qinghai like the moon worships the sun, that's why he fell so badly and hurt so much later.

This can't be said, he can't stab his brother anymore.

After being quiet for a while, Song Xueqian said tentatively: "Qinghai, you said you won't take medicine in the future, then you—"

Li Qinghai held the paper towel that Zhuang Yi gave him to wipe his hands in his palm, as if he could feel the remaining warmth on it.

He closed his eyes, "I won't eat it. Old Song, I thought it didn't matter before, it didn't matter if I was really addicted, and it didn't matter if I ate it badly; now I can't, I don't want him to know, and I don't want to become like that."

"Hey, that's fine. If you say you don't want to eat, then don't eat." Song Xueqian paused, and said hesitantly: "You used to eat a lot before, but if you stop suddenly, there may be some adverse reactions."

"It's okay." Li Qinghai said.

After being silent for a while, Song Xueqian couldn't help asking: "Qinghai, what are you going to do about Zhuang Yi's matter?"

Li Qinghai was silent, "I don't know, I don't know what to do so that he doesn't reject me... But I can't let him go, Lao Song, I can't let him go."

Song Xueqian thought for a while, "Qinghai, let me tell you the truth, you were really kind to Zhuang Yi when you were young, and you can see it, but you care too much. Now that Zhuang Yi is grown up, you can no longer treat him like a child Now, if you are still the same as before, then it must not work, you, do you understand?"

Li Qinghai was upset, "I understand what you mean, let me think about it again."

"Don't worry." Song Xueqian finally said.

"Well, it's dead." Li Qinghai said.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xueqian couldn't help but sigh.

The tall man turned out from the kitchen, wearing a nondescript Snoopy apron around his waist, which made his slender and strong figure a little funny. He put two plates of barbecue on the table and asked casually: "Qinghai, how? gone?"

Song Xueqian couldn't say a word, "...it was him, he found Zhuang Yi."

The man laughed, "It's not going well."

Song Xueqian couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "You know again."

"This matter is easy to understand, and you don't even need to analyze it. If you want to hear it, I can tell you." The man sat down next to him, took a knife and fork and lowered his head to cut the barbecue seriously. "In the past, that kid was too dependent on Qinghai. He doesn't have his own position and point of view, but what is Li Qinghai? What he wants, I didn't think clearly at the time; he didn't have any capital to rely on."

Song Xueqian was even more unconvinced, "What happened at that time, you thought you knew it? You just stayed for a day, why do you judge my brother like that?"

"Impulsive, impulsive." The man nodded at him, and smiled lightly, with a hint of connivance, "You guys are messing up, isn't it enough for me to understand clearly in one day—open your mouth."

He forked a piece of meat and handed it over, "Your favorite, medium rare."

Song Xueqian bit the meat into his mouth, inhaling until it was so hot, he chewed while feeling aggrieved, "The mess is not all because of your cousin!"

The man sighed softly. Every time this matter was mentioned, Song Xueqian's calmness became as hard to find as the sun over London.

He cut the pudding, potatoes, and vegetables together, reversed the whole plate with Song Xueqian's plate, and lowered his head to cut his own barbecue, "You can't forget your failure, but let her always occupy you in your heart."

"I don't." Song Xueqian forked a piece of potato and put it in his mouth, and quickly added: "What is she?"

"Yeah." The man was satisfied with the answer, "She doesn't deserve it."

The author has something to say: Guess who the man next to Lao Song is

感谢在2020-06-0914:40:08~2020-06-1123:26:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: the river is often too much, and there is only one without chili;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of brothers from the upper bunk of Jiang Ting;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!