How about being each other's scumbags?

Xie Zhiwei's leg started to hurt again.

When the seasons change, his broken leg is like someone pouring cold water into the cracks in his bones, and his whole body trembles from the pain.

When Xie Jiao came home, he saw Xie Zhiwei lying on the sofa expressionlessly, his face pale and trembling with his arms around his knees, Mao Duoduo nestled beside Xie Zhiwei, licking Xie Zhiwei's arm.

"Hey, why don't you turn on the heat." Xie Jiao frowned slightly, stepped forward to hug Xie Zhiwei into his arms, and slowly kneaded Xie Zhiwei's knee with his hands.

"I don't want to open it." Xie Zhiwei replied lazily.

It's only June now, and it's raining continuously. Xie Zhiwei's leg pains have also increased significantly, but the temperature is not high enough to turn on the heating. He really doesn't like the feeling that the whole house is very hot.

"..." Xie Jiao was silent for a while before asking: "Let's go to Paris for a few days."

June in Paris is the dry season, there is very little rain, and the air is not so humid. Naturally, Xie Zhiwei's legs will not be sore due to rheumatism.

Xie Zhiwei nestled in Xie Jiao's arms, reached out and touched the corners of Xie Jiao's eyes, his whole body was still wandering: "Huh?"

"I said." Xie Jiao lowered his head and kissed Xie Zhiwei: "Go to Paris for a while, and come back when the weather is better."

Xie Zhiwei came back to his senses, he said, "Aren't you going?"

"I'll send you there." Xie Jiao had some things that he couldn't let go of for the time being, he said, "My mother is also there, so I feel more at ease when you go there."

Xie Zhiwei thought for a while and agreed. His leg hurts really badly. People who have never had rheumatism can't imagine what this kind of pain feels like. Sometimes, Xie Zhiwei can't wait to knock his own bones open. Knead bit by bit along the bone seam.

Seeing that Xie Zhiwei agreed, Xie Jiao began to go through the formalities.

Three days later in the afternoon, Xie Zhiwei boarded a plane to Paris, France.

Also of the same gender as him were Xie Jiao who brought a few large bags of luggage, and Zhu Qiangwei who had a weird smile.

"Those who know think you are going on a trip, and those who don't know think you are fleeing." Zhu Qiangwei looked at Xie Jiao who was wearing sunglasses, and sneered, "Are all the bodyguards dead? Do you want to take them yourself?"

Xie Jiao glanced at Zhu Qiangwei, didn't speak, but turned around and touched Xie Zhiwei's leg: "Have you worn the knee pads?"

"Forgot..." Xie Zhiwei protracted his voice, as if he wanted to fight against Zhu Qiangwei, and said, "Didn't you bring it in your luggage?"

Xie Jiao frowned slightly, Xie Zhiwei's leg hurts badly, and he doesn't usually pay attention to it, he has to supervise wearing knee pads, if it wasn't for the weather problem, he would really worry about leaving Xie Zhiwei abroad alone.

At this time, Xie Jiao seemed to have forgotten that Xie Zhiwei was no longer a child.

"Hmph." Seeing the interaction between the two, Zhu Qiangwei snorted coldly. She originally disliked Xie Zhiwei, but after the earthquake incident, she also understood how important Xie Zhiwei was to Xie Jiao.

It's so important that Xie Jiao would rather die by himself than leave the chance of living to him.

In the face of such feelings, Zhu Qiangwei is no longer qualified to speak.

"Mom, look at him." It is very unnatural for a mixed race to call a blond beauty "Mom" in standard Chinese. Say something in French.

After hearing this, Xie Jiao relaxed his frown slightly.

On the plane, Xie Zhiwei was sleeping, until he arrived at the destination, he was woken up by Xie Jiao.

"Let's go." Xie Jiao stood up first, and was bending over to arrange Xie Zhiwei's messy clothes and hair: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Departing in the afternoon, it was already evening when we arrived in Paris, Xie Zhiwei had no appetite: "I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

Xie Jiao didn't say anything, and walked off the plane holding Xie Zhiwei's hand.

Zhu Qiangwei was already waiting for the two of them at the bottom, seeing Xie Jiao leading Xie Zhiwei out, she said with a half-smile, "Are you treating him like a teenager?"

Xie Jiao knew that Zhu Qiangwei was a little dissatisfied with Xie Zhiwei, but he also knew that Zhu Qiangwei would never do anything to hurt Xie Zhiwei, at most he just said it out of his mouth.

So he said, "Mom, I love him."

When Zhu Qiangwei heard this, she fell silent, and couldn't even utter a joke.She knew what Xie Jiao meant, Xie Jiao was telling her that he loved Xie Zhiwei, so no matter what Xie Zhiwei was, he could accept it.

Xie Zhiwei didn't seem to see the interaction between Xie Jiao and Zhu Qiangwei. Although he and Xie Jiao have been together for so long, in fact he has never said a word of love to Xie Jiao.

This word is too illusory for Xie Zhiwei, it's like a word that only appears in fairy tales.

For a lover who doesn't care, maybe he can open his mouth, but for Xie Jiao, Xie Zhiwei can't open his mouth.

Xie Zhiwei didn't say anything, and Xie Jiao didn't force it.

When they arrived at Zhu Qiangwei's residence, Xie Jiao cooked some noodles.

Although Zhu Qiangwei lives in France, she likes to eat Chinese food very much, so there are usually a lot of Chinese ingredients in the kitchen.

"Why isn't Brother Xu here?" Xie Jiao, who was wearing an apron, put the noodles on the table and sat down beside Xie Zhiwei and asked.

"It's in the hospital." Zhu Qiangwei took the face over, without a smile on her face: "The situation is not very good."

Xie Jiao didn't say anything consoling. The man who was with Zhu Qiangwei had already collapsed physically. He could live every day. Zhu Qiangwei must have been mentally prepared.

Compared with Zhu Qiangwei, Xie Jiao already felt that he was much luckier.

After eating the noodles, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest in a silent atmosphere.

Xie Jiao went to take a shower first, and when he came out, he found Xie Zhiwei lying on the bed and almost falling asleep.

"Keke, go take a bath." Xie Jiao touched Xie Zhiwei's soft hair with his hands, and called softly, "Good boy."

"I don't want to move..." Xie Zhiwei yelled in a daze, and put his head on Xie Jiao's lap: "Not happy."

"Why are you unhappy?" Xie Jiao asked.

Xie Zhiwei didn't answer either, just stayed there and didn't move.

Xie Jiao knew that Xie Zhiwei would not obediently go to take a bath, so he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and fetch a basin of water for Xie Zhiwei, and helped Xie Zhiwei wash his face little by little, and when he was about to wash his feet, Xie Zhiwei opened his mouth He half-closed his eyes.

Xie Zhiwei opened his eyes and saw Xie Jiao squatting in front of him, lowering his head to help him wash his feet seriously, Xie Jiao's brown hair became a little golden under the orange light, he curled up There are large and small scars all over the arm of the sleeve.

Xie Zhiwei knew what those scars were - during the earthquake, Xie Jiao fed him warm blood with his arm.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too good, or maybe the smell of parting was too strong, Xie Zhiwei felt his heart suddenly beating uncontrollably.

"What's the matter?" The man who was washing his feet raised his head, showing a good-looking face, his black eyes were full of concentration, but his eyes were a little dazed.

Xie Zhiwei knew it was because the lights in the room were too dark, and Xie Jiao's vision was blurred.

"Hey." Xie Zhiwei said, "Brother."

"Huh?" Xie Jiao didn't understand what happened to Xie Zhiwei.

"I love you so much." Xie Zhiwei didn't know how he could say these words, but he said them so calmly and without passion: "Do you know?"

"..." Xie Jiao's pupils shrank very obviously.

"I love you so much." As if afraid that Xie Jiao might not hear clearly, Xie Zhiwei bent down and repeated it in Xie Jiao's ear.

Xie Jiao looked at Xie Zhiwei steadfastly, his expression was filled with ecstasy and suspicion, and he said, "Hey... did you do something to offend me?"

"..." Xie Zhiwei said that he would never explain a word.

"Hey?" Seeing that Xie Zhiwei didn't speak, Xie Jiao asked again: "Why did you say that?"

Why?Alas, the romantic atmosphere of Xie Zhi's taste is gone.

After Xie Jiao picked up the footbath and finished emptying the water, and then walked back, Xie Zhiwei fell asleep again.

"..." Xie Jiao didn't know what to say, but just put Xie Zhiwei's hand under the quilt, then lay down beside Xie Zhiwei, turned off the light, and fell asleep together with Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Jiao is not in a hurry, what is he in a hurry for, he and his Keke still have a lifetime of time, one day, his Keke will willingly say those three words to him.