atypical dependency

The episode in the back of the car is in full swing.

Wei Zhuoyan was pressing on Xiao Yi's body and was about to tear off his shirt, but the wound on his leg accidentally bumped into the edge of the back seat, causing him to raise his eyebrows and gasp several times.

Panting and turning his face sideways, Xiao Yi held Wei Zhuoyan's shoulder with one hand, looked at the man's blushing cheeks in front of him, and said hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

The situation at this time is really painful, Wei Zhuoyan smiled wryly, and glanced at his legs.

Immediately noticing Wei Zhuoyan's injury, Xiao Yi carefully lifted him up from his body without saying a word, and thoughtfully let the injured guy lean on the back seat. After speaking, he stretched out his hand and carefully put Wei Zhuoyan's injured leg on his own, and carefully watched the other party's bloody bandage.

Noticing that Xiao Yi, who was close to him, still had a blush of passion|lust, Wei Zhuoyan stared at it for a while, and couldn't help stretching out his big hand to touch Xiao Yi's earlobe and gently rubbed it.

Shrinking his neck for a moment, Xiao Yi turned his head to look at Wei Zhuoyan, frowning: "Don't move around."

With a faint smile on his lips, Wei Zhuoyan leaned on the back seat, let the kid open the partition, and directed Yan Tian to drive them back to the hospital.

After carrying Wei Zhuoyan back to the ward and putting him on the bed, Xiao Yi sat on the chair beside the bed and watched a group of nurses re-bandage him.

After all the other people left, Wei Zhuoyan sat on the bed, while Xiao Yi stared at each other responsively from the chair.

The two big men looked at each other tirelessly for a long time, Wei Zhuoyan finally smiled and opened his eyes sideways.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Yi said with a helpless expression.

Shrugging his shoulders innocently, Wei Zhuoyan raised his eyebrows and teased: "Why, can't I be in a good mood?"

"You hurt your leg?" Xiao Yi's voice was incomprehensible.

Looking back at Xiao Yi, looking at that guy's dark face that looked like a coal pile, Wei Zhuoyan nodded and said, "Is there anything else you need to do later? I'm fine. If you're busy, you can go first."

Only then did he recall that he still had things to finish, Xiao Yi's expression froze.

Seeming to see the hesitation on the other party's face, Wei Zhuoyan stared at it for a while, and said bluntly, "Why, are you reluctant to leave?"

Seeing that this guy had the leisure to make jokes, Xiao Yi stood up from the chair in displeasure, moved closer to Wei Zhuoyan's side, held the other's chin with one hand, brought his cheek to the distance of the other's lips, and said stagnantly: "Yes , what can you do."

"Xiao Yi." Wei Zhuoyan stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's domineering wrist, and moistened his lower lip, "I want to ask you something."

"Before you ask, let me ask a question." Xiao Yi interrupted him.

"Huh? Tell me." Wei Zhuoyan nodded.

"Just now—" Xiao Yi's eyes flickered as he recalled the confusion between the two of them in the back seat of the car not long ago, "What you said...are you serious?"

Wei Zhuoyan, who had a slight smile on his face before, gradually became serious.

He carefully looked back at Xiao Yi who was leaning in front of him, and slowly slid one hand along the back of the other's head into the other's thick and smooth hair, and shrugged: "It's all true."

Xiao Yi stared at Wei Zhuoyan with scorching eyes, and his breath became messy again.

However, just as he was about to stretch his head and lean over to kiss the other's lips, Wei Zhuoyan pressed the other's shoulder in time to stop the man in front of him from moving further: "Xiao Yi, I haven't asked you yet."

Being abruptly interrupted, Xiao Yi looked a little displeased: "What?"

Fingertips outlined the delicate curve of Xiao Yi's jaw, Wei Zhuoyan raised his eyebrows halfway, but his tone was very serious: "Are you and that Xiang Jie dating?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Yi was taken aback.

After a while, he realized that this matter really needs to be revealed to the other party, so he explained: "It's just a relationship in name."

"In name?"

"He's just doing me a favor." Nodding, Xiao Yi looked into Wei Zhuoyan's eyes sincerely, "It's nothing."

"Between you and him—"

"Nothing." Xiao Yi confirmed, "I'll explain it to you later."

"Really." Wei Zhuoyan lowered his eyes with a calm and charming smile.

Looking at the pale handsome face of the other party, Xiao Yi reached over with one hand relentlessly this time, turned Wei Zhuoyan's face to face him, raised his voice slightly, and leaned towards the other party's lips and said, "So, you can Is it gone?"

Like fighting for freedom and equality, he raised his eyebrows with a cheeky smile.

Without responding to him, Wei Zhuoyan just stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Yi's neckline, forcefully pulled him over, and kissed his lips and teeth affectionately.

Holding Wei Zhuoyan's cheeks with both hands affectionately, Xiao Yi restrained the previous brutalist approach, this time he was gentle and delicate, moistening Wei Zhuoyan's lips and teeth with his tongue inch by inch, dedicated to making the face of the man in front of him glow pink, which made him fascinated.

However, in the middle of "executing the plan", the door of the ward suddenly opened randomly, and then Jin Yang's cheerful voice barged in: "Old Wei, I didn't buy the kind of fried noodles you want to eat the most, so I just picked one at random." -"

Still choking on the words, he saw Xiao Yi and Wei Zhuoyan separated like an electric shock, his arms trembled, and the plastic bag containing the lunch box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Concealingly tidied up his already messy collar, Xiao Yi straightened up, stared at Jin Yang and nodded lightly, thinking that it was a whitewash, but he completely forgot that their lips were already red and swollen because of their passionate kiss.

Jin Yang bit the bullet and looked at the two men who pretended to be nonchalant. Although he was happy in his heart, he knew that he was probably playing the role of a large light bulb. He bowed and waved, grinning at Wei Zhuoyan, and said dryly: "Well, uh, I bought food, are you two hungry?" He walked to the bed cabinet quickly as if oiling the soles of his feet, he put the plastic bag and turned around impatiently, "Well, there is still something to do in the bureau, so I will withdraw first, you Let's talk, talk."

After finishing speaking, he turned to leave, but was stopped by Xiao Yisheng.

The blush in his ears never faded, Xiao Yi stood beside Wei Zhuoyan's hospital bed, his tall body blocked the hands interlocking with Wei Zhuoyan behind him: "You don't have to go, I have something to do, I have to go back to the company right away."

Reluctantly let go of Wei Zhuoyan's big hand, Xiao Yi pretended to be absent-minded and turned his head, said "see you tonight, wait for me" towards Wei Zhuoyan on the hospital bed, then strode sideways towards the door, and quickly disappeared gallery.

Wei Zhuoyan watched Xiao Yi leave, with an indescribably lively face as if he had borrowed thousands of beams of sunlight from the window.

Jin Yang waited until Xiao Yi completely left, slid to the door like a skater, closed the door with a "bang", and walked to Wei Zhuoyan's side with grinning teeth: "Fuck, old Wei!"

Pretending to be a gentleman, Wei Zhuoyan folded his arms around his chest, planning to respond to all the inquiries from this kid.

"You two are so efficient—" Glancing at the plastic bag on the bed cabinet, he sighed, "I left within four or 10 minutes, and—" Recalling that the two he witnessed before were as if they were caught rape The scene of the quick separation, he knew what they were doing before without thinking, "—cough, so Xiao always accepts you again?"

Wei Zhuoyan leaned back on the bed, his eyes fell on the ceiling, he seemed quite tired.

With a long sigh, he slowly closed his eyes, but there was an indelible smile on his mouth: "I will have a detailed chat with him at night."

What happened in the afternoon, they were all caught off guard, and they were all emotional.

He wanted to hear how Xiao Yi, who had calmed down, explained the separation between the two these years. He wanted to know... the life of the other party in the past few years.

**

Jin Yang talked nonsense with Wei Zhuoyan for a while, then went back to the game after a meal.

Wei Zhuoyan waited boredly in the hospital until after 11:[-] p.m. and did not wait for Xiao Yi to come, so he had to prepare to rest first.

He was a little annoyed that he forgot to ask the other party for his contact information when he let the boy leave in the afternoon.

But after turning off the lights and lying down for a few minutes, he heard a knock on the door.

The dark room immediately poured into the dim white light in the corridor, someone stepped in slightly, and pressed the doorknob to control the sound of closing the door.

Guessing it was probably Xiao Yi, Wei Zhuoyan turned over on the bed and looked towards the door.

However, the light was too dim, and he couldn't see the figure clearly.

"inflammation."

It wasn't until a long while later that a hoarse voice sounded, and Wei Zhuoyan smiled slightly: "Here we are."

"You're already asleep?"

"Just lay down." After struggling to sit up from the bed, Wei Zhuoyan stood up straight with his back leaning against the bed board.

Xiao Yi turned on the lamp on the side cabinet, and a tired face emerged with the bursting light.

Moved a chair and sat down beside Wei Zhuoyan's bed, Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie, and responded apologetically, "Sorry, I have a lot of things to do this afternoon, so I didn't have time to come over earlier."

"It's fine if you come, nothing else matters." Wei Zhuoyan said that he didn't mind.

After these two pleasantries, the two men began to look at each other nervously and wordlessly under the dim light of the desk.

After a long time, Wei Zhuoyan finally let out a sneer, broke the silence, and raised his chin at Xiao Yi: "Why are you so serious?"

Xiao Yi couldn't help but smile indifferently: "Both each other." Yan Bi stretched out his hand and held Wei Zhuoyan's big hand, touching the warmth of the other's palm. He pulled the chair closer to Wei Zhuoyan's bed, "How are your legs?"

After being reminded like this, Wei Zhuoyan's eyes drifted down his legs, and he shrugged: "Don't worry about this, I'm a rough man, I'll get better soon."

"What logic?" Xiao Yi shook his head, holding Wei Zhuoyan's hand tightly.

Wrapping Xiao Yi's palm in response, Wei Zhuoyan raised his arm slightly, and moved their interlocking hands towards Xiao Yi's face.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows as he let the other party lead his hand in confusion.

"Look at you." The interlocking hands of the two had already reached Xiao Yi's forehead, and Wei Zhuoyan rubbed the back of his hand on the other's forehead, "I haven't seen you for a few years, let's see if you have changed."

Staring at Wei Zhuoyan dumbfounded, Xiao Yi said helplessly, "Can't you tell if his appearance has changed?" After he finished speaking, he forcibly pulled Wei Zhuoyan's hand that was resting on his forehead to his lips, and kissed it tenderly.

Seeing Xiao Yi kissing the back of his hand, Wei Zhuoyan's expression changed slightly.

Let the other party's lips stick to the back of his hand for a while, and after a while, he withdrew his hand from Xiao Yi's palm, and said in a much more serious tone, "Boy, come here."

Frowning, Xiao Yi looked at Wei Zhuoyan, got up from the chair and leaned towards him.

Reaching out to grab the back of Xiao Yi's head, Wei Zhuoyan gently pulled the opponent's head closer, the tip of his nose touched the other's nose lightly, his voice was a little hoarse: "Really... I haven't seen you for a long time."

Warm breath brushed against Xiao Yi's face, he leaned over to shorten the last distance between the two cheeks, wiped his lips lightly on Xiao Yi's lips, and gradually tightened the palm around the back of the other's head: "Are you really good at hiding?" .”

In the dim light, Xiao Yi opened a pair of shrewd and fiery eyes, deeply reflecting Wei Zhuoyan's cheek in his pupils.

He listened silently to the other party's somewhat suppressed words, and in response, he leaned forward and kissed the other party's lips.

As if greeting each other, the two of you came and went and tried to kiss each other tirelessly, their breaths gradually became messy.

In the end, the whole face was flushed faintly due to the growing swaying emotions, Xiao Yi made a slight voice, and breath from the corners of his lips directly covered Wei Zhuoyan's cheeks: "Fortunately, you are hurt—" He turned his face sideways, and leaned over Biting Wei Zhuoyan's earlobe, he said provocatively, "Otherwise, I really don't know what I would do to you."

There was an itching in his ear, Wei Zhuoyan carefully turned his head to the side, and with a low voice, he smiled and teased: "What do you want to do?"

"Want to know?" Xiao Yi smiled and kissed Wei Zhuoyan's forehead, the tip of his tongue wandered over the scar on the outer edge of the other's brow, carefully licking it.

After being teased by this kid's words, Wei Zhuoyan really felt a little "desire" on fire.

Feeling a slight reaction from his lower body, he gently pushed Xiao Yi's shoulder away: "A nurse will come to make rounds later—" Controlling his agitation, he half-closed his eyes, "Don't mess around."

"Really." Xiao Yi looked at Wei Zhuoyan's face soaked in the pale light, and pulled one corner of his lips, "Don't you think it's a bit late to say this now?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, and moved along Wei Zhuoyan's chest in the hospital gown to the dangerous area below.

For a moment, he pressed Xiao Yi's wrist, and before the other party reached for his vitals, Wei Zhuoyan gasped and frowned slightly: "Xiao Yi, forget it, this is a hospital."

After Wei Zhuoyan said a word, Xiao Yi really stopped.

However, the obvious astonishment on his face made Wei Zhuoyan a little confused for a moment: "...what's wrong?"

"What did you just call me?" Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows with a frustrated smile on his lips.

After reacting for a while, Wei Zhuoyan rolled his Adam's apple, and said in embarrassment: "'Xiao Yi'."

"No, that's not what it's called." Xiao Yi sat on the side of Wei Zhuoyan's bed shamelessly, staring at him, smiling like a spring flower.

Embarrassment brought a bright flush on his face, Wei Zhuoyan cleared his throat, wanting to continue playing stupid: "Why, can't I call you by your first name?"

"It wasn't my name you just called." Xiao Yi sat on the bed, looking at Wei Zhuoyan's embarrassed face playfully.

Wei Zhuoyan covered his cheek with one hand, his ears were as red as red lanterns hanging from the ceiling: "..."

"You call me 'Xiao Yi'?" Xiao Yi laughed heartily, "Except for my mother, no one really calls me that."

"So what." Wei Zhuoyan turned his face sideways, as if he still wanted to win the game, "You called me 'Yan', right?"

"Oh, what's wrong with calling you 'Yan'?" Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, and his smile grew stronger.

"It's too nasty." Wei Zhuoyan stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, "Don't call it a word, it's too..."

"Nicky?" Hearing the sound, Xiao Yi suddenly leaned in front of Wei Zhuoyan, and his tone became quite ambiguous again, "Do you think it's ugly or do others think it's ugly?"

Wei Zhuoyan froze and didn't respond.

"What?" Xiao Yi pursed her lips, "I call you that, maybe you have feelings?"

"Nonsense." Wei Zhuoyan smacked his lips, "Boy, don't call you that, don't—"

"inflammation."

"..."

Covering Wei Zhuoyan's neck with one hand, Xiao Yi moved closer to the ear of the man who was too embarrassed to be himself, and said lightly, "You can also call me 'Yi'." With a snort, he leaned over and kissed Wei Zhuoyan's trembling neck , softly, "If you want to be nasty, let's be nasty together."