torture to the end

At nearly two o'clock in the morning, He Qingchen, who was sleeping on the sofa, heard a sound indistinctly. The dog lying under the sofa reacted faster. At such a sleepy moment, the perception of animals is more important than that of humans. Much sharper.Just as He Qingchen opened his eyes, the dog lying under the sofa had rushed to the door like an arrow.

After all, a dog is a dog, it cannot open the door like a human.The dog pacing by the door was restless, scratching the door panel with its front paws.

He Qingchen put on his slippers, walked to the door and opened it.

As soon as the door opened a crack, the dog that had been holding on to the door had already crawled out of the room.

The barking of dogs echoed in the dark corridor.

He Qingchen opened the door, and the incandescent light from the room fell on the person at the door, and the elongated black shadow twisted and projected in the corner of the stairway, as hollow as a ghost.

The dog walked around Han Jingyu, rubbing against Han Jingyu with its fur. Han Jingyu lowered his head, his whole body was dripping wet. He was still a few steps away from He Qingchen, but He Qingchen could already feel the coldness coming from around him.

Han Jingyu stood at the door the whole time, with his head down, stiff and lifeless.

He Qingchen opened the door completely, but Han Jingyu still stood at the door without any reaction.

He Qingchen obviously had a lot to say, he waited for this person until early in the morning, but now seeing this person, he couldn't say a word.

Han Jingyu is like the darkness opposite to the light in the shadow painting.

He Qingchen reached out to grab his arm, and after he pulled it up, he realized that Han Jingyu's body was not warm at all.His clothes were all wet, and he grabbed them with his hands, and the first thing he felt was a burst of clamminess.

He grabbed Han Jingyu's arm, and Han Jingyu finally made a move.

He walked in through the door, and the dog had been around his feet, trying to lick his fingertips.At this time, Han Jingyu still didn't respond at all.

Such a look...

The door was closed, and Han Jingyu walked in. He Qingchen pulled him to stand under the lamp, and he stood still. The incandescent lamp above his head shone down, and only his thin jaw could be seen.

"Are you cold?" As soon as He Qingchen asked this question, he regretted it. He thought that Han Jingyu would not answer, but at this time, Han Jingyu was unusually silent and docile. He said quietly, "Cold."

Just this sound made He Qingchen feel sad.

"There is no hot water in the room, I'll boil it for you first." He Qingchen said so.He had been waiting on the sofa for so long, but now the person who was waiting for him didn't have the courage to question him at all.

He Qingchen went to the room to boil water.

The dilapidated room destroyed by Han Jingyu was tidied up, maybe it was not considered tidying up, but the torn posters were put in garbage bags and placed by the door, the table was lifted up, and the broken mirrors on the wall were also cleaned up. They were all picked up and put together in garbage bags.And the Phalaenopsis with a broken root was collected by him with a handful of soil, placed in a plastic cup and placed on the balcony.This was already the limit of what He Qingchen could do.

Han Jingyu had been standing under the light all the time, the moisture on his body hadn't dissipated, it was dripping wet, with a rotten smell of a dilapidated pond.

He Qingchen boiled hot water, put it in a plastic basin, and brought it to Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu has always maintained the posture he was drawn in, without changing it.

He Qingchen put the basin at Han Jingyu's feet, turned around and went to the window to get the dry towels. The towels were hung on a rack outside on a wire, and he had to stretch out most of his body to reach them.His current body would definitely not allow him to do this. He Qingchen just took a hanger and pressed it on his chest in pain.

The towel has been dried, and it still has the fragrance of soap locust on it.

He Qingchen put the dried towel into the hot water. He boiled the water just now. He didn't know how hot it was, so he just soaked the towel rashly. When he went to take it behind him, he withdrew his hand as if he was getting an electric shock. .He looked so embarrassed, his first reaction was to look at Han Jingyu's face.Han Jingyu didn't look at him at all, he fixedly looked at the shadow at his feet.

He Qingchen dragged his slippers and ran to the kitchen to scoop up a cup of cold water and pour it into the basin, only then managed to neutralize the scorching heat.

He Qingchen took the towel out of the basin and soaked it in hot water. The towel was astonishingly hot. When he twisted it with both hands, his palms turned red.He twisted up the towel and wiped Han Jingyu's face. Han Jingyu lowered his head, so he could only lower his body to wipe it for him.

Han Jingyu's complexion was pale, and he had suffered from the cold, and now it seemed as if a bone-chilling chill was about to be squeezed from his bones.

He Qingchen wiped his face with a hot towel, and the heat from the towel finally made Han Jingyu's face blush.

He Qingchen helped Han Jingyu wipe his neck again. Han Jingyu was completely soaked and his clothes were dripping.Only now did He Qingchen realize that Han Jingyu could no longer wear this dress.

"Shall I wipe your body for you?" He Qingchen asked.

Han Jingyu didn't speak any more this time, he kept his head down and let He Qingchen's actions go.

He Qingchen has been taken care of by Han Jingyu for so long, so doing what he should do today is the right thing to do.

He Qingchen just felt that Han Jingyu was very sad now, so he didn't ask any more questions, but untied Han Jingyu's clothes and helped him wipe the water on his body.Green algae were still clinging to Han Jingyu's skirt, and such algae grew in stagnant water without a source. He Qingchen was shocked, as if he knew something, he looked at Han Jingyu's face again.Because of the posture of the two of them, he could see Han Jingyu's face now.Han Jingyu had no expression on his face, and lowered his head, the blush from the hot air just now had faded away.The lips are blue and cold.

He Qingchen still didn't ask anything.

He intuitively knew that there were some things he couldn't ask.

Han Jingyu took off his coat, his clothes were wet, and there were spots of algae hidden in his clothes, He Qingchen packed up his coat, hung it on the back of the chair, and wiped his entire upper body with a towel , and then took a thick dress from the room and put it on Han Jingyu, that dress belonged to He Qingchen.It's not very cold now, most of the clothes of the two of them are thin, and He Qingchen's is the thickest.

Han Jingyu's trousers were also wet, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on his face, they were wet from head to toe.

He Qingchen squatted down, the pot of hot water was already warm, and He Qingchen didn't add any more hot water to it.He squatted at Han Jingyu's feet and stretched out his hands to press his waist. The wound on his chest had already started to hurt. He had recovered very well these days, so now he insisted on doing such an action of tossing the wound.The rib that was barely healed abruptly collapsed to the point of being broken.

He Qingchen's face turned pale from the pain, he looked up at Han Jingyu's face, Han Jingyu was still expressionless, so he pulled off his belt for him, took off his pants and wiped Han Jingyu's lower body.

A body similar to his own, but thinner than his own body.

At that time, He Qingchen really didn't have any distracting thoughts in his mind. Ever since he saw Han Jingyu's appearance, he had no thoughts at all.Anger, doubts, all gone.

When he was sad, Han Jingyu was by his side.Han Jingyu is sad, he should be with him.

He Qingchen finished wiping Han Jingyu's lower body, and Han Jingyu's pants fell to his ankles, leaving a watermark on the ground.

He Qingchen threw the towel back into the basin and tried to stand up while holding on to the ground.A sudden dull pain in his chest made him groan unconsciously, and then he suppressed it immediately.

He can't stand up now.

He Qingchen supported the ground with one hand, and waited for the severe pain to dissipate before looking up at Han Jingyu. He tried to put on a relaxed expression, "After wiping, go to bed."

He was about to raise his head at that time, when a tear fell from Han Jingyu's open eyes and landed on his forehead impartially.

He Qingchen felt that he was scalded by something extremely hot. He stared blankly at Han Jingyu, and when he saw Han Jingyu blinked, another tear fell.

The heart and soul seemed to be shaken.

The crying person didn't show a trace of grief, as if he didn't even realize that he was crying, only tears fell drop by drop, falling on He Qingchen's head, cheeks, and eyebrows.

Originally, the tears should only fall on two places, but because Han Jingyu was trembling, the tears deviated from the position, and fell on different positions several times.

He Qingchen felt that the scorching heat at that moment was not cooled by the coldness of the tears, but because of the accumulation of those tears, it radiated an astonishing heat, which made him so hot that his heart shrank.

Han Jingyu's eyes were still open, and the tears fell from his open eyes.Because He Qingchen was looking up, he could clearly see the process of the tears from condensing to falling.

The pain in the chest became more and more intense, as if it was urging the heart and liver.

When He Qingchen realized the sharp pain, he had already stood up in a posture that was on par with Han Jingyu.He saw Han Jingyu crying twice, once because of that irresponsible woman, and once because of a reason that even he hadn't figured out.Even if Han Jingyu cried a little, he wouldn't be in such a state of panic.

He Qingchen stretched out his arms and hugged Han Jingyu into his arms. He was only a teenager himself, so he couldn't do such comforting gestures.But this time, his gesture of giving a hug is much more familiar than last time.

"Don't cry."

In front of a crying person, these three words are the most pale comfort.But apart from these three words, any consolation seemed out of place.He knew nothing, and had nothing to comfort him.

He Qingchen felt pain in his chest, it was two kinds of pain intertwined.Part of the pain came from the body, and part from the mind.

Han Jingyu is a line taller than him, even with his head bowed and shoulders bowed, he is still taller than him.He Qingchen stretched out his arms and hugged Han Jingyu's shoulders.

Han Jingyu trembled in his arms, at first the trembling was extremely slight, and then it became uncontrollable, so trembling that He Qingchen could only hug Han Jingyu tightly.

"Han Jingyu, Han Jingyu!" His two arms were about to be strangled into Han Jingyu's body. He had never felt that a person's tears could make his heart numb and ache. The pain was mixed with the pain of his body. , I couldn't tell whether it came from his mind or body, "Don't cry! When you cry, I, I feel very uncomfortable..."

His ribs poked at his heart and lungs.

Han Jingyu was held in his arms, this time he didn't even cry.

He Qingchen felt that his fragile ribs were about to break because of hugging Han Jingyu, the dog stopped barking and squatted three steps away from Han Jingyu, with his head drooping on the ground, looking at Han Jingyu with a pair of black shiny eyes.

He Qingchen couldn't comfort Han Jingyu at all.He never even cried out.

It has been almost a quarter of an hour since He Qingchen hugged him, and Han Jingyu's shivering still hasn't stopped. He was so cold just now that he didn't even shiver. Now that his body has warmed up a bit, he's shivering like chaff.

"Are you cold?" He Qingchen couldn't see Han Jingyu's face because of the hugging posture.

Han Jingyu's voice drifted into his ears, "Cold."

Just this one word made He Qingchen feel pain like scratching his heart and lungs.He just wiped Han Jingyu's body, every inch of his wounds, every inch of his skin has been touched, the wound on his chest, the undulating ribs under a layer of skin...

"Go to sleep for a while, it's going to be dawn." He Qingchen turned his head, and he saw Han Jingyu's hair, which had been dried by his own temperature, and only the tip of the hair still had a trace of moisture, "I'm holding you Sleep, not cold."

He was really coaxing someone.

Han Jingyu is so kind to him, he should also be kind to Han Jingyu.Nothing should be done more than this.

Han Jingyu didn't move, and when He Qingchen backed away, Han Jingyu was still standing there straight.His lower body was not dressed yet, and his buttocks were barely covered by his jacket, He Qingchen had an urge to hug him up.In fact, he did the same. Han Jingyu is so much taller than him, so he shouldn't be able to hug him.

His arms passed through Han Jingyu's legs, one hand wrapped around Han Jingyu's back, and the coat he put on fell to the ground.Han Jingyu's trousers and belt were still hanging on his ankles.

He Qingchen actually picked up Han Jingyu!

The two entered the room, the quilt was neatly folded, and placed on the head of the bed. He Qingchen sat on the sofa and waited for Han Jingyu until he became unconscious.

He Qingchen put Han Jingyu on the bed, and then took off his pants and socks hanging from his ankles.Han Jingyu's feet were wrinkled and covered with white skin.

He Qingchen lifted Han Jingyu's legs and put him on the bed, almost like taking care of a baby, and put Han Jingyu on the bed.Spread out the folded quilt and cover Han Jingyu's body.

He Qingchen folded his clothes and lay down beside Han Jingyu.

The light outside was still on, so He Qingchen turned off the light in the room, and the light from outside was enough to illuminate the two of them.

He Qingchen was hugging Han Jingyu through a layer of quilt, and the dog also slipped in from the outside, lying quietly beside the bed.

Han Jingyu's hand hung down from the side of the bed, and the dog licked his fingertips with the tip of its tongue, which was warm and comforting.

He Qingchen also said, "Go to sleep."

Han Jingyu closed his eyes.