torture to the end

When Han Jingyu woke up, He Wei was still leaning on the sofa reading a book. He was going to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination these days, and the materials to be used were piled up on the table. Han Jingyu walked out barefoot, and all he saw was leaning over the table He Wei who was holding a water glass, He Wei turned his head when he heard the voice, with biscuit residue still on his lips, he saw Han Jingyu's chapped lips, reached out to pick up the glass on the table, and handed it to Han Jingyu, "I want to drink water?"

Han Jingyu's eyes were still chaotic, as if he hadn't fully woken up yet.

He Wei just held the cup and looked at him.

Han Jingyu was really thirsty. After hesitating for a while, he came over and took the cup He Wei handed over, and took a sip of the cold water.

He Wei turned around, took out a jar of biscuits from the big storage box next to the sofa, opened the lid and held it in front of Han Jingyu, "You've been hungry for a few days, eat something."

Han Jingyu can't remember He Wei anymore. He has seen too many people in the past few years, and many faces from the past are blurred. However, He Wei's purely caring eyes still made him feel slightly moved, but he still shook his head. , the voice was still weak, "Don't eat."

It is true that He Wei has never taken care of others. He only has kindness, but he doesn't know how to express it better. Han Jingyu has just recovered from a serious illness, so he can only share half of the food he likes with him.

"Then do you still want to drink water?" He Wei saw Han Jingyu finish the glass of water.

Han Jingyu still shook his head, "No need."

He Wei stopped reading, Han Jingyu woke up, and the house was a little more popular. He stood up from the sofa, without shoes on his feet, and stepped on the biscuit residues that he had thrown off on the ground, pricking him. With a pain in the soles of his feet, Han Jingyu saw a pair of flip-flops in front of the coffee table, one on the left and one on the right. He walked over and kicked the pair of slippers in front of He Wei, who finally put on the shoes and stood up.There were still a few thick books piled up in his hand, and when he stood up, he took down several books, and some letter paper filled with lowercase letters in the book was scattered all over the floor.He Wei reacted belatedly, squatted down to pick it up, the letter paper fell all over the floor, and some even slipped under the coffee table, He Wei supported the sofa with one hand and knelt on the ground with the other leg, stretched out his hand to reach under the coffee table. .

A few sheets fell under Han Jingyu's feet. When He Wei picked up those sheets and stood up, he was facing Han Jingyu's face. Han Jingyu had no expression on his face yet. He Wei blinked his eyes. is soft.

"Sit down first." He Wei said.

Half of the books were placed on the sofa, and half of the unpacked snacks were placed. He Wei turned his head and carried the snacks to the coffee table. The book was put away, and then he searched around as if he was looking for something. He Weizhen was nothing. A person with a memory, he always forgets where he left everything in the last moment.

Seeing him rummaging for a long time, Han Jingyu couldn't help asking, "What are you looking for?"

He Weigang put down the curtains on the balcony, heard Han Jingyu's question, and replied, "I'm looking for my phone."

Han Jingyu stopped talking.

He Wei searched back and forth in the house for a while, and finally found out from which room the phone was taken out. Han Jingyu watched He Wei walk from the corridor with the phone in his hand, and fiddled with it with his head down. thing.

He Wei called the doctor. Han Jingyu didn't know about it at first, but after hearing a few words, he realized that it was related to him.

He Wei told the other party about Han Jingyu's situation, and then stopped to listen to what the other party said. Han Jingyu had been very quiet. Holding the phone in one hand, He Wei turned to Han Jingyu and said, "The doctor asked you if the surgical wound healed?" How about it."

Han Jingyu didn't expect He Wei to say such a word suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment before he realized, "It's okay."

He Wei relayed Han Jingyu's words, and didn't know what the doctor said, He Wei said to Han Jingyu again, "Pick up your clothes, and I'll take a look at your wound."

Han Jingyu didn't know what was going on with the operation yet, so He Wei came over suddenly and reached out to lift Han Jingyu's clothes. Han Jingyu was wearing a loose hospital gown, and as soon as He Wei opened it, he saw a stitch. The wound was only as long as the middle finger, and He Wei looked at it carefully before saying, "It's not infected, the wound has closed."

Han Jingyu didn't expect He Wei to be like this suddenly. His hands were pressed against the edge of the sofa, and his muscles tensed.

He Wei really didn't mean anything malicious. After looking at the wound, he put down Han Jingyu's clothes, sat upright and listened to the doctor's speech. Han Jingyu looked at He Wei's frowning expression and felt a little inexplicable. Why are you so worried about his injury?

"Oh, how should we pay attention to diet?" He Wei sat on the sofa with his shoulders slumped, his back slightly hunched, and he looked very serious when he answered the phone. Han Jingyu kept looking at his profile, He Wei's His expression suddenly changed again, his lips were pursed tightly, and he stretched out his hand to reach for the pen and paper on the table, as if in a hurry, "Speak slowly, I'll write it down."

Han Jingyu himself didn't quite understand it. He watched He Wei's pen keep moving. He wrote so fast that the characters were all connected together, but the characters were as delicate as his and his.

He Wei has been on the phone for too long. The letter paper in his hand has been turned over and over again, and the handwriting is fully occupying the entire letter paper. Han Jingyu sat beside him, but he couldn't see clearly what he had written. .

He Wei hung up the phone, threw the phone on the coffee table in front of him, and flipped through the things he had memorized just now, looking thoughtful.

Then he suddenly stood up and went into the room, took out a piece of clothes from the inside, the clothes looked very new, he handed the clothes to Han Jingyu, "You change clothes, I'll go out for a while."

Han Jingyu hesitated for a while before reaching out to take the clothes off. He had already forgotten about He Wei, and now that he was being favored by this man for no reason, he couldn't say some things.

After Han Jingyu was changing clothes in the room, he heard the sound of the door closing, and when he came out again, He Wei, who had been sitting on the sofa, disappeared.The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, preventing the outside light from coming in. This kind of light is the best for reading, but Han Jingyu wanted to see the sunshine outside. He walked to the balcony, where there was a hanging Hanging rattan chair, Han Jingyu sat on it, he seemed to have had a big dream, woke up from the dream, only his head was still dull, many things were intertwined, a lot of thoughts, just thinking about it gave him a headache.

Han Jingyu sat on the balcony for a while, and He Wei came back. He Wei probably didn't go out very often, and he just went out for a while, and he was very unhappy. He stood in the porch with something in his hand and asked Han Jingyu, " The doctor told you to wake up and eat something, here—I bought some from outside."

Han Jingyu thought that He Wei was busy with his own affairs, but he didn't expect to go shopping for himself.

He Wei came to the balcony, moved a chair, and put the things he was carrying on the chair, that is, a bowl of white porridge and a bowl of longan and peanuts. After He Wei lifted the lid, all he could smell was the fragrance of food.

He Wei squatted next to the chair, handed the chopsticks and spoon to Han Jingyu, and he didn't ask him if he wanted to eat.

Han Jingyu had also been hungry for too long, and had been on the bed for so many days, his appetite was very poor, but He Wei bought these things for him, so he still ate a bite or two.

He Wei saw that Han Jingyu only ate a little and then put down his chopsticks. It was nothing. After putting away the food, he sat back on the sofa to read a book.

The sunlight outside was too strong, Han Jingyu saw that He Wei was leaning over to read a book, so he stretched out his hand to close the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and sat on the balcony basking in the sun.

His consciousness was dazed by the sun, Han Jingyu's head rested on the wicker chair, he didn't want to think about many things now, he leaned quietly on the wicker chair, he was so calm that he didn't look like someone who was thrown from the line of life and death. people who were rescued.He sat on the rattan chair for a while, and then fell asleep again. He was always weak after the operation. He Wei still remembered the doctor's instructions, and went out to call Han Jingyu in almost an hour. He didn't expect that Han Jingyu had already fallen asleep. After looking around for a while, I opened my mouth to call him.

Han Jingyu vaguely heard someone calling his name, but he was in such a deep sleep that He Wei didn't wake him up after several calls.

In the end, it was He Wei who carried him back to the room. Han Jingyu had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and even He Wei, who looked weak, was able to hug him.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, no matter how bright the sun shone in, it would be dim. He Wei covered Han Jingyu with a thin blanket, took the door behind him and went out.

Han Jingyu slept until late at night. When he woke up, he saw a light shining through the crack of the door. Han Jingyu lay on the bed for a while, turned on the light by the bed, and when he sat up, he saw a pair of brown clothes under the bed. Cotton slippers, Han Jingyu put on slippers, opened the door and went out.The lights in the living room were all on, He Wei was sleeping on the sofa, the thin blanket on his body had slipped to the floor, his feet were exposed, it seemed that he was feeling cold, and his whole body was huddled together.

Han Jingyu stood at the door and watched him for a while, then walked over to pick up the thin blanket and put it on He Wei's body.

He Wei woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Han Jingyu who was leaning over to spread a blanket for him. He blinked and sat up on the sofa.

"you're awake?"

Han Jingyu also stood up straight, "Yes."

"Do you want to eat?" He Wei suddenly asked without thinking.

Han Jingyu shook his head first, then nodded and said, "OK."

He Wei leaned over and took out a lot of things from the storage box next to him, and piled them on the sofa. Han Jingyu sat next to him, and He Wei sat cross-legged on the sofa, with a thin blanket on his shoulders. The owner of the bag tore open the snacks and placed them between the two of them. It was around four o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark outside, only the living room of their family was brightly lit.

He Wei carried the jar of biscuits to Han Jingyu, "I'll eat this for you."

Han Jingyu put his hand into the jar, Han Jingyu's hand was very beautiful, he grabbed a piece of cookie out, opened his mouth and took a bite.

He Wei has been looking at him like this all the time, and seeing Han Jingyu take a bite, his whole expression is full of joy, "Is it delicious?"

Han Jingyu's mouth was full of bitterness, but the cookie was sweet and greasy. It was such a sweet and greasy taste that dispelled the bitterness in his mouth. , nodded.

He Wei rubbed his eyes, his whole expression was still sleepy, but he had already grabbed something to eat and stuffed it into his mouth.Crack——Crack——

Han Jingyu looked at He Wei who looked like this, and suddenly felt that a shadow in his memory that was not very blurry suddenly became clear.He remembered who this person was.

Han Jingyu knew He Wei's name before, but now that it's been so long, he can't remember it, only remembering that face.

He didn't notice Han Jingyu's gaze, he stopped chewing, "What's wrong?"

"What's your name...?" Han Jingyu asked.

He Wei covered his mouth with his hands, and his voice was a little muffled because of the blocking of his palms, "He Wei."

"I asked you for a dog before." Han Jingyu said.

He Wei put his eyes away from what was in his mouth, and let go of the hand covering his mouth, "Well, it seems to be something like that." Then his eyes suddenly brightened with a smile, "Do you still remember?"

"Yeah." Han Jingyu was no longer as sensitive and suspicious as before.

He Wei just followed that sentence and asked, "Where's that dog?" He Wei's words were really careless, and when he asked, he stuffed some fudge into his mouth.

Hearing this question, Han Jingyu's whole body shook, and he lowered his eyes, "Dead." He was afraid that He Wei would ask how he died again, so he gave a reason first, "I lost it, I guess I died .”

He Wei replied vaguely, "If you like dogs, you can get another one in the future."

"No need." It was this sentence again.

He Wei may know that these three words mean that Han Jingyu is already rejecting this topic, but he can only feel it sensitively. He is holding a handful of fudge, which is milky white and pearl-like, "Here— —”

Han Jingyu stretched out his hand to grab it, and touched He Wei's palm with his fingertips. Han Jingyu put the soft candy in his palm, and then put one in his mouth, it was still sweet.

"Is it delicious?" He Wei always likes to share his favorite food with the people he likes.

Han Jingyu nodded this time, "Yeah."

Holding the can of fudge in his arms, He Wei grabbed another handful and stuffed it into his mouth, pursing his lips and looking at Han Jingyu.He seemed to have forgotten that Han Jingyu was just recovering from a serious illness, and Han Jingyu was infected by him and forgot his current frailty.The two sat on the sofa, sharing candy and biscuits.

Han Jingyu watched He Wei eat a lot, but his mouth still didn't stop, and asked, "Do you want some water?"

He Wei didn't speak, stood up with his mouth covered, dragged his slippers and walked to the water dispenser to pour water, after he finished drinking, he poured another glass and brought it to Han Jingyu, "here."

Han Jingyu held the glass of ice water with both hands, the temperature was much lower than his body temperature.

"Why am I here with you?" Han Jingyu looked at He Wei who was drinking water with his head up and asked.

He Wei put down the glass, his flesh-colored lips shone with water, "Oh, my brother sent you here, he entrusted me to take care of you—" His voice paused, and then he took on the posture of rummaging again.

"What's wrong?" Han Jingyu asked when he saw him turn his head suddenly.

"I'll give him a call." He Wei said, he was very busy and dragged his cotton mop to the kitchen.

Han Jingyu opened the book on the coffee table and pressed his mobile phone into the book, "Here is your mobile phone."

He Wei turned around and picked up the phone, looking at Han Jingyu, "Ah, how do you know you're here?"

Han Jingyu pointed to the coffee table, "I saw you put it here."

He Wei stood in front of Han Jingyu and fiddled with his mobile phone.

Han Jingyu was still wondering who He Wei's younger brother was, "Your brother—"

The phone was connected, and Han Jingyu didn't go any further.

He Wei said, "Well, he's awake." Just when Han Jingyu thought it had nothing to do with him, He Wei suddenly handed over the phone, "He wants you to answer the phone."

Han Jingyu handed the phone to himself after hearing He Wei's words, followed He Wei's gaze, and stretched out his hand subconsciously.

The boy's voice came out from the phone, very hoarse, calling Han Jingyu's name, "Han Jingyu."

With that sound, Han Jingyu already knew who it was.

He Qingchen didn't hear the voice, so he yelled again, "Brother, give him the phone!" The voice was already a little impatient.

Han Jingyu saw that He Wei had already sat down, "It's me."

When He Qingchen heard Han Jingyu's voice, he suddenly calmed down. After a while, he finally said, "Are you feeling better now?"

Han Jingyu didn't know what kind of communication he had with He Qingchen, and when he heard He Qingchen's extremely concerned words, he just gave a faint 'hmm'.

He Qingchen didn't live well after returning to Beijing. He apologized to Liu Zijin and went to the door to apologize. Liu Zijin slapped him directly. Woolen cloth?Later, his father only had to beat him with a whip. He Qingchen quarreled with his father, his mother, and his brother, and then was locked in the room.He Qingchen actually wouldn't be so irritable, he had already thought about it when he came back, admitted his mistake in a good voice, and made less trouble in the future, but how could it be as good as expected?Liu Zijin set him on fire with one word, and he didn't care about anything. He Qingchen was angry and hated, and he didn't want to run away, so he stayed at home and went on a hunger strike.I don't know who he is bluffing.

When He Qingchen heard Han Jingyu's voice, he immediately found the source of his grievances, and his voice choked up, "You take good care of your illness and don't be with... that person anymore."

He Qingchen's words pinched Han Jingyu's heart all of a sudden, and he pinched out something that Han Jingyu had been unwilling to think about all along, and his whole heart was pinched by an invisible big hand again.

Didn't hear Han Jingyu's response, He Qingchen suddenly lost his temper, "That person is crazy, you've only been with him for a long time, and he has made you like this, if it wasn't for me, if it wasn't for me..." He Qingchen Now his head is covered under the quilt, his door is locked tightly, and there are always people knocking on the door outside, he just pretends not to hear.

The expression on Han Jingyu's face did not change, but his heart was already shaking with pain.

"You are going to die, and he is still watching. With such a person, what good can you get by following him?" He Qingchen was suddenly annoyed by the knock on the door, and suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, grabbing the table Throwing something on the door, "Get out --!! I said I won't eat!"

The sound was so loud that even He Wei who was sitting on the side heard it.

Then the voice of He Qingchen who suddenly erupted fell down again, and when he directed at Han Jingyu, his voice was soft and pleading, "He's just crazy, don't stay with him, okay?"

He Wei was attracted by He Qingchen's sudden outburst, but now his eyes fell on Han Jingyu's face, Han Jingyu lowered his eyelashes, he couldn't tell he was sad, he just felt empty.Not even a soul.

"What did he look like when he saw me?" Han Jingyu asked.

All He Qingchen remembered was Shen Chen's indifference that annoyed him. Now when Han Jingyu asked him, he immediately said, "He thought you were dead, so he was very happy."

- I died, he was very happy.

He Wei saw Han Jingyu suddenly smiled.

That's it, he died for Shen Chen, and Shen Chen was very happy, because Shen Chen loved him to death, and it was unnecessary for him to live.

"Han Jingyu..." He Qingchen was shocked by Han Jingyu's sudden laughter.

"I won't look for him again." The dead Han Jingyu was liked by Shen Chen, and the living one was no longer necessary.Han Jingyu's body finally died in a shackle named Shen Chen, and now he only feels that his whole body is floating, waking up from that nightmare that never woke up.

He Qingchen was pleasantly surprised all of a sudden, "Yeah! Take good care of your body, and I'll come pick you up after a while."

Han Jingyu didn't know why He Qingchen came to pick him up. He didn't speak, but He Qingchen continued talking to himself, "Tell me what you want."

"Then take good care of yourself too." Han Jingyu said.

He Qingchen laughed out loud all of a sudden, and smiled stupidly, "Yeah!"

Han Jingyu handed the phone back to He Wei. He Qingchen heard He Wei's voice, and hung up the phone after saying a few more words. He Wei always listened quietly, but didn't answer once or twice.

He Wei put the phone on the sofa, covered his lips and yawned.

Han Jingyu stood up, "Go to sleep."

He Wei squinted his eyes, feeling a little sleepy, "Yeah." Then he wrapped himself in a blanket and leaned on the sofa.

Han Jingyu said, "Go to bed and sleep."

He Wei yawned again, his voice was much lazier, "I don't sleep well."

Han Jingyu lifted the blanket off his body, and He Wei opened his eyes wide again by the sudden shock, looking at Han Jingyu who was clutching the thin blanket, a bit dazed.

"Go to sleep in the room."

He Wei and Han Jingyu looked at each other for a while, then rubbed their eyes and stood up from the sofa, followed Han Jingyu into the room.

Han Jingyu followed behind him, and turned off the light casually. He Wei hadn't entered the room yet, and he was very uncomfortable with the dark. Now that the light was turned off, his whole body suddenly tensed up.

The sky outside was already a little bright, but not very bright, He Wei turned his head and saw Han Jingyu's silhouette embedded in the blurred light, and he squinted his eyes in the faint light.

Han Jingyu asked, "What's wrong?"

He Wei came over, grabbed Han Jingyu's wrist with one hand, and walked to the balcony. Han Jingyu was grabbed by him, and followed to the balcony.

He Wei pushed the glass window open, the morning air was still moist and cool, He Wei was still wrapped in a blanket, his appearance was a little funny, and his expression was like a child's, "Look, look -"

Han Jingyu looked in the direction his finger was pointing at. In the early morning, the rising sun seemed to be melting darkness.

He Wei stretched his waist, turned his head to look at Han Jingyu, Han Jingyu was fascinated, "We will go to bed when the sun rises."

Han Jingyu gave an 'hmm'.

He Wei was very sleepy, standing beside Han Jingyu, his eyelids closed again...

The author has something to say:

Stupid author: (Mentally thinking) He Wei is a warm man, He Wei is a warm man, He Wei is a warm man, you can't collapse, absolutely can't collapse, absolutely can't collapse!

Shen Chen: (covers face) Do you still remember me who was set by you as an affectionate and loyal dog? Liu Zijin: (covers face) Do you still remember me who was set by you as a healing and loyal dog? ) You must have forgotten that you set me as the gentle uncle who silently guarded me back then...

Qiao Yue: (laughs) Fortunately, my settings were all black at the beginning