torture to the end

He Qingchen took a picture, the wound on the chest was fixed by the chest belt, lying on the hospital bed, the wound on the face was also treated, the eyes were swollen all around, and there was a thin slit opened, looking at the wound standing on the hospital bed Han Jingyu next to him.

The clothes on He Qingchen's body were not his own, and he didn't bring any money. The hospital Han Jingyu brought him to, of course, Han Jingyu paid for the medical expenses in advance.He realized that at this time he was very sober. The money Han Jingyu had advanced for him was more than 1000, not much, but it made He Qingchen feel very uncomfortable.When he was with Han Jingyu, it seemed that his money was always spent.

Han Jingyu paid him the money, watched him take a picture, put on his chest and strapped on his chest, and lay paralyzed on the hospital bed like a dead dog. Even He Qingchen himself felt that his appearance was really unsightly, Han Jingyu didn't Walk.

He Qingchen is still conscious, he used to lie on the hospital bed like this, and his parents would appear at the door in a hurry when he was lying on the hospital bed for a long, long time.It made him feel as if he really only got attention when he was dying.

"You go." He Qingchen said, "I'm fine."

After hearing what he said, Han Jingyu really went outside.

He Qingchen watched him walk out, clenched the hands holding the quilt tightly.His eyes were sore and helpless.

Duplicity.No one wants to stay alone in this empty ward and wait for the pain to subside. No matter how much he hates being seen in his distressed appearance, he desperately longs to be comforted.

Han Jingyu should have left just like that, but as soon as he stepped out of the ward, he heard the sound of sobbing inside.The sound made him tremble.Han Jingyu hadn't cried for a long time, but he was very sensitive to crying. He Qingchen's appearance reminded him of how he used to cry in exchange for Shen Chen's gentle comfort.

Han Jingyu paused, turned his head and glanced at He Qingchen who was on the hospital bed, then stepped back, gently tugged the door with his hand on the doorknob, and closed the door.

When He Qingchen heard the sound of closing the door, the suppressed cry could no longer be endured, and burst out from his throat.One sound echoed in the empty ward.

Han Jingyu should have ignored him, he stood quietly beside the hospital bed, looking down at He Qingchen on the bed.He Qingchen's eyes hurt terribly, his eyes were swollen, and when the tears slipped from the corners of the skinned eyes, it was burning pain, but he couldn't hold back the tears.

He had been fighting with Zou Yun for so long, but it was because he didn't get attention, and he wanted to use other methods to win others' attention.No one taught him what to do. A person's correct view of right and wrong was shaped by people around him in various ways. But he was born in such a family, and his parents had no time to pay attention to him. On his body, the playmates around him are all incompetent people who only know how to please. He Qingchen usually shows his teeth and claws, making people gnash their teeth with hatred, but inside he is also a child who is only 16 years old.It hurts when he gets hurt, and he wants to cry when he hurts. At this time, no one is with him, and he will be wronged to death.What's more, today he was humiliated and rarely showed a little sincerity.

Han Jingyu didn't know what kind of person he was, even if he knew, he wouldn't blame him.They are all personality flawed people.

He Qingchen cried very sadly, and was also very wronged. He was sad because of the pain all over his body, and what was wronged was the deception he had suffered. He had never thought about problems for others from the perspective of others, but treated others rashly. absolute sincerity.Such people are the worst and most stupid.

"Are you going to cry all the time when I leave?"

He Qingchen's eyes widened all of a sudden, he looked at Han Jingyu standing by the bed, and was speechless for a while.He thought that this person was gone, and he was the only one here.

Han Jingyu didn't bend down to help him wipe away his tears, nor did he turn around and leave. He just stood by the bed, looking like a bystander.

He Qingchen didn't say a word for a long time, Han Jingyu's eyes showed no pity, nor did he feel pitiful, which made him feel a little better, but it made him feel a lot worse, "Get out!" He didn't want his pitiful appearance to be seen by others .One hand of He Qingchen was already wrapped with a bandage, and with the other hand, he grabbed the things on the table and smashed Han Jingyu, "Get out!!" His voice was so shrill that it broke.

There was a blank photo frame on the bedside, and He Qingchen grabbed the photo frame with one hand and was about to throw it at Han Jingyu.

He had smashed a water glass just now against the wall and smashed it all over the ground.

Han Jingyu grabbed his arm, his eyes were still dark and deep.

He Qingchen was grabbed by Han Jingyu's wrist, and the blank photo frame in his hand fell to the ground.He stared at Han Jingyu with resentment, and the resentment came out of nowhere, and then the resentment was drowned by tears.

He Qingchen's whole body was covered with injuries, and every movement was excruciatingly painful. He lay on his back on the bed, and put the hand he took from Han Jingyu's hand to his own eyes, tears streaming down his face.

"Don't cry." Han Jingyu's voice didn't seem to be comforting at all.

He Qingchen didn't know what to say, all he knew was to cry.

Han Jingyu sat down beside the bed, he turned sideways and looked at He Qingchen as if he couldn't breathe from crying, his whole face was swollen, and he looked very ugly when he cried.

"Don't cry." Han Jingyu seemed to only know how to say this sentence. The comfort he heard the most was these three words, and others comforted him like this.He himself knows that if a person wants to cry, he will not stop crying until he has vented all his emotions. These three words may just show that there is someone beside you when you cry.

He Qingchen cried louder.

Sitting beside him, Han Jingyu watched him cry for a long time, and when he finally couldn't cry, he stretched out his hand and pulled away the hand that was pressed in front of his eyes, and wiped He Qingchen's tears with a tissue.The paper towel was quickly wet, and inside the tears there was a piece of red blood seeping from the corner of the broken eye.

He Qingchen may have been tired from crying, so he looked up at Han Jingyu and wiped his tears away.

It was the first time he saw Han Jingyu from this angle, and he felt that Han Jingyu's appearance was mild and inexplicable.Although he didn't smile or make any intimate gestures, He Qingchen felt that he was so gentle that he wanted to cry.

"I'm sorry..." The apology came suddenly.

Han Jingyu paused for wiping his tears, "You didn't apologize to me."

He Qingchen didn't know why he said these words suddenly, he really didn't feel that he was sorry for Han Jingyu, but now he only said these three words.

He Qingchen, who had cried a lot, was meek and helpless, all the fierce arrogance he had just restrained, lying on the hospital bed, watching Han Jingyu wipe the tears off his face.His face was swollen, but Han Jingyu's movements were so gentle that he couldn't feel the pain.Maybe it was because he saw that Han Jingyu was too focused, so he didn't feel the pain.

Han Jingyu wiped away the tears all over his face, and stood up. He Qingchen saw him turn around and thought he was going to leave. The voice of crying just now seemed a bit pitiful, "Don't go..."

Holding a tissue in his hand, Han Jingyu turned his head and glanced at He Qingchen, his eyes were reassuring, "I won't leave."

He Qingchen still looked worried, and looked at Han Jingyu eagerly.

Han Jingyu just went out for a while, threw away the tissue in his hand and came back again.He Qingchen kept looking at the door eagerly, and shrank back under the quilt when he saw Han Jingyu came back.

Han Jingyu closed the door, it was a bit noisy outside, the door panel on this floor could not isolate much sound, but it gave the people in the ward a little more privacy from prying eyes.Han Jingyu walked to the side of the hospital bed, "Does it still hurt?"

He Qingchen, who had been staring at him, shook his head. He cried a lot just now, and now his throat hurts when he speaks.

"The doctor said that you will stay in the hospital for a month..." Before Han Jingyu finished speaking, He Qingchen kept shaking his head, and Han Jingyu said, "You don't want to?"

It was the first time that He Qingchen cared about a person's feelings. He was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move, "I'm not seriously injured." He had a pierced glass on the back of his hand, which had just been sterilized and wrapped in a bandage. This hand stretched out, "It's a waste of money to stay in the hospital for a month, can I live with you?" He still thought he had thought of a high-sounding excuse, but he was afraid of being rejected.

He has a special feeling for Han Jingyu. When Han Jingyu is by his side, he feels very at ease, and always subconsciously wants to rely on this person.

Han Jingyu pondered for a while, "Yes."

He Qingchen bent his lips and smiled, his whole face was swollen like a steamed stuffed bun, and when he laughed, tears welled up in his hurt eyes.

"You stay in the hospital for a few days first." Han Jingyu never mentioned anything about Wu Zhaoling.

Originally, he was just planning to send He Qingchen to the hospital and leave it alone. Of course, the biggest possibility of him leaving He Qingchen alone was that Wu Zhaoling would find him, and that was none of his business.But now, He Qingchen's dependence on him made him relax again.

He Qingchen was at his weakest, and Han Jingyu, who was by his side, became the person he relied on the most.When Han Jingyu said that, he just nodded.

Han Jingyu didn't ask about Zou Yunkai, nor did He Qingchen.

He Qingchen is not reckless, this time he suffered so badly on Wu Zhaoling, he must feel a little sad in his heart, not to mention that he was suffering from a whole body of illnesses, all his fangs and claws were restrained, and he stayed by Han Jingyu's side At that time, he was really docile like a lamb.

They didn't stay in a regular hospital. Such a hospital is not easy to check, but some facilities are not comprehensive.He Qingchen was all injured, only one broken rib had to be tied with a chest strap. Although this hospital is a bit crude in all aspects, it can still handle it well with such a foundation.He Qingchen's injuries were a bit serious. His ribs were only slightly broken, but after a few life-and-death collisions, the broken ribs were almost inserted into his heart and lungs.That's it, it's a little troublesome, the trauma is treated, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor is not available in this hospital, so Han Jingyu can only go to some regular big hospitals to get it.

Han Jingyu didn't go to that KTV to work now either. Fortunately, his salary had just been paid last time, so he couldn't even afford the hospitalization now.

He Qingchen was so tormented by the pain on his body that he couldn't even sleep well, and he didn't dare to turn over in bed. Han Jingyu had been by his side these days to accompany him, buying food for him and changing his medicine. Han Jingyu himself was still indifferent However, He Qingchen remembered clearly.When he was injured like this, his mother stayed with him in the ward for three days, and left before he got out of bed.Han Jingyu stayed with him in the hospital for five days.

He Qingchen was able to go to the field, and as soon as he was able to go to the field, he told Han Jingyu that he didn't want to stay in the hospital, and Han Jingyu took him to his residence.

Han Jingyu really had nothing to guard against, he was only there with his life, even if He Qingchen betrayed him again, it would be fine.Wu Zhaoling couldn't threaten him.

He Qingchen went back to the house he rented with Han Jingyu. After Han Jingyu moved out of the hotel, he rented a low-rent house in a community.There are only two rooms in the house, a living room and a bedroom. There is a bed in the bedroom, and a table and a TV in the living room.

Han Jingyu spent most of his time by He Qingchen's side in the past few days, and he didn't go out to look for a job anymore. He definitely couldn't go to the original place.Where is his previous black history, and where he has a background and is not afraid of Wu Zhaoling, who is willing to accept him?

After returning home, Han Jingyu cooked by himself. He Qingchen was very picky. I ate a bite or two, and the third time I ate a bowl of rice.There is nothing that cannot be adapted now.

He didn't know why he was willing to stay in such a dilapidated place. Han Jingyu had a kind of temperament. He didn't look like a child from a poor family, but he lived a carefree and hard-pressed life.This is not pretending. When He Qingchen was recovering from his injuries, he watched Han Jingyu wash dishes and clothes by himself, and the ferocious earth dog that followed Han Jingyu lay on his feet with its tongue out and watched his movements.

He Qingchen couldn't say anything about how rich he was anymore, his card was dropped in that clubhouse, and he was penniless.He has nothing to rely on anymore.Slowly, He Qingchen, who had never had a concept of money before, gradually understood the word life.

What would he be if he wasn't covered by the money his parents gave him?Now he doesn't say those stupid nonsense anymore.Staying by Han Jingyu's side, eating bland meals with Han Jingyu, and wearing those pale clothes, he has nothing to choose, because until now, Han Jingyu has been taking care of him.

He seemed to have come to a whole new world all of a sudden. Before, he always felt that he was miserable without his parents' attention, but now he suddenly realized that these things can be nothing to mention.Because he has too much, he magnifies some losses to an unacceptable level.Han Jingyu has too little, so he takes all losses for granted.

He Qingchen doesn't know anything, he is domineering in the capital, causing trouble, the school dare not accept him, his parents send him to a fully closed school, how can anyone in the school dare to control him?He hasn't been to school for a long time. There are aristocratic families like him in the school, and there are top students who climb up to look down on these aristocratic families with their own abilities. People on both sides of He Qingchen don't like them, so he doesn't stay in school. Like going crazy and wild everywhere.He feels that the school can't teach him anything anyway, and it's okay if he doesn't stay there.Because he was born with something that others need to struggle for a lifetime and may not be able to touch.

Han Jingyu bathed the dog at the door. In such a place, he still took good care of the dog.

Han Jingyu turned on the TV and showed him. He Qingchen still had bandages on his hands, and the splint on his chest hadn't been removed. He could only lie on the sofa in a strange posture.He kept looking at Han Jingyu, and some things Han Jingyu did could attract his attention.The programs on TV are too hypocritical, but they are not as real as what you see in front of you.

Some time ago, He Qingchen only had a vague idea, but now that idea has been completely born.What he perceives is wrong, and many of his actions are ignorant.Because the world he first came into contact with was the illusion that his parents had concealed for him. Now that he has broken free from that illusion, no one thinks he is great anymore, no one is afraid of him anymore, and he begins to see things clearly. fact.

After thinking about these things clearly, He Qingchen began to think again, why did Han Jingyu take him in?

In the past, others were kind to him because of the shadow of his parents, and others wanted to curry favor with him and gain benefits from him, so why is Han Jingyu?Is... pity him?

If it was pity for him... He Qingchen felt a little sad again.In Han Jingyu's eyes, he really has nothing, no money and power, and it seems that he really only has this appearance of being severely bullied that can make people feel sympathetic.If only poor...

He Qingchen looked up at Han Jingyu standing at the entrance of the corridor. The place here is too small, and there is no special place for bathing. The hot water has to be boiled by oneself, and then put into the basin. Han Jingyu often spends an afternoon helping He Qingchen take apart Bandage, and then help him re-medicated, and then put on a clean bandage.This is a very long process, at least his parents are not willing to spend so much time on him, they are too busy.

Now Han Jingyu was squatting on one knee in the aisle, the ground was covered with water splashed from the basin, and the dog standing in the basin was all wet and sneezed at Han Jingyu.Han Jingyu wiped its fur with a dry towel.

He Qingchen had been watching him for a long time, and there was an unknown entertainment program on the TV. Holding the remote control with one hand, He Qingchen repeated Han Jingyu's name in his mind.He wanted to call him, but didn't dare.

When he knew Han Jingyu's name, he just thought it was ordinary, but once you felt that the person with this name was imprinted in your eyes, you felt that the name lingered on your lips and tongue, making you tremble gently.

Han Jingyu had already wiped the dog half dry, poured out the basin of dirty water, and walked in.After washing the towels and hanging them outside the window, the entertainment program on TV was bursting with laughter from the audience. This sound startled He Qingchen, and Han Jingyu turned his head.

"Han Jingyu." When He Qingchen called out the name, he subconsciously grabbed the remote control.

Han Jingyu's eyes moved from the TV to his face.

"I'm thirsty, please pour me a glass of water." He Qingchen never felt that it was wrong to say this before, but now he said this to Han Jingyu, but he was afraid that Han Jingyu would think it was wrong. I was telling him, "Can you?"

If Han Jingyu refused, he would not say anything.He said it to give Han Jingyu room to refuse.

But Han Jingyu didn't refuse. Han Jingyu wiped his hands dry, came over and poured him a glass of water, and handed it to him.

He Qingchen took the water and drank it with his head down.

Han Jingyu might have something else to do, but when he turned his head to leave, He Qingchen suddenly called him again.

"Why did you bring me home?" He Qingchen knew how flustered he was, "At that time, I drove away with Zou Yun, and I took Wu Zhaoling to find you..."

He particularly wanted to ask this question.Why did Han Jingyu bring him back when he had nothing.He thought too much during this time, from the blind confidence in himself at the beginning to the uncertainty about himself now.He is the one who wants to leave, so Han Jingyu can ignore him.He was the one who brought Wu Zhaoling's trouble.It's all him.

Han Jingyu paused.

He Qingchen was extremely nervous.He instinctively wanted to know that answer, but he was afraid of that answer.

"I have been hurt before, and I especially want to be comforted."

Han Jingyu's voice was very quiet, just narrating without any emotion.

"It hurts to be injured, and it hurts even more if no one comforts you. I used to survive alone."

"You look a lot like me before."

"Just as I comfort my former self."

He Qingchen held the cup in his hand, and he could only see Han Jingyu's profile.It's just that side face, but it made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He thought of Han Jingyu who was crying in the car again. At that time, he was at a loss and felt sorry for his tears.Now he felt that distressed feeling in his heart again, "Don't cry..."

Han Jingyu turned his head, his lips were bent, not like a happy smile.

"I didn't cry."

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