[Rebirth] Mr. Mighty

Get your stance right.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that, they're both men, and the other party has some brain problems, so why be so hypocritical?Thinking of this, Wei Meng didn't say any more, and went back to bed to sleep.

But as soon as he lay down, he realized that something was wrong. Wei Meng looked down at his crotch, and couldn't help cursing inwardly. He didn't know when, he actually became hard!

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and as expected, the size was indeed not as good as that mentally ill Qi Jun, but fortunately he was able to harden, at least allaying the eunuch's concerns.

But why did he always feel that something was wrong?

Uh, I remembered!

The timing is wrong!

He didn't get hard when he was "touched" by a beautiful nurse in the hospital before, but now he gets hard when facing a man!

This unscientific!Absolutely unscientific!

Wei Meng was so anxious that he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. How could I have feelings for a man like a mighty man?Damn this sissy named Bailu couldn't have been gay before!

"What's the matter? Hunger and thirst and no desire to sleep?" Qi Jun's gloating voice came from bed 212 next to him.

"Get out! Don't you just stand up too!"

"Anyway, we're both hard, why don't we just comfort each other, you can use your hands without your mouth, just try your hands."

Wei Meng's heart skipped a beat, wouldn't Qi Jun also have that problem?Why do you always make such disgusting demands!

Wei Meng sat up from the bed and shouted angrily: "Are you disgusting? What are the two men doing? Fuck your sister!" After speaking, he stepped on his slippers and went into the bathroom.

"I'm really not interested in your sister..."

Qi Jun lay on the bed and stared at Wei Meng's back for a long time, his brows gradually furrowed, and countless questions arose in his heart.

When Wei Meng came back from solving the problem with his own hands, Qi Jun had already fallen asleep, and the TV drama "Zhen Huan's Biography" was still playing.

Wei Meng turned off the TV and went back to bed to sleep. Before going to sleep, he sneaked a glance at Qi Jun's crotch, but he didn't know how this guy solved it.

Xu Shi was a little tired after tossing until midnight, and he fell asleep quickly.

Early the next morning, Wei Meng was woken up by various strange sounds outside.

He sat up from the bed and saw that Qi Jun was still sleeping, so he got out of bed and walked to the door.

The wards of psychiatric hospitals are different from the wards of ordinary hospitals. Many critically ill patients cannot leave the wards casually. The doors of the wards must use specially designed iron doors with a window on the door.Qi Jun was seriously ill at first glance, he must be a seriously ill patient, so the ward they lived in was also an iron gate ward.

Wei Meng opened the window and looked out. It turned out that many patients had already woken up. There were three or four times more people in the corridor than when he came last night. Some of those people chatted with each other, some sang tenor, and some read English aloud. Poetry is very lively.

Wei Meng looked at it curiously for a while. It was his first visit to a psychiatric hospital. He didn't expect it to be quite different from what he imagined. Those patients did have problems and looked abnormal, but they were still "introverted". The kind that goes crazy and cuts people with knives, of course, it may also be because no one is sick in the early morning.

After Wei Meng finished washing, two staff members who looked like nurses came to open the window of the ward door and called them to eat.

"212, 213, it's time to eat!"

Wei Meng hurried to the door, took two plastic lunch boxes, two bags of Sanyuan milk, and a dozen newspapers, today's Beijing Morning Post.

The iron window of the door closed with a bang, and the nurse went to the next door to deliver meals and newspapers.

Wei Meng curled his lips and murmured, "It's like being in prison."

"It's better to sit in prison." Qi Jun's lazy voice came from behind, "Prison will not drive normal people crazy, but here can really drive normal people crazy."

Wei Meng blinked, "You mean, you are a normal person?"

"It must be more normal than you."

Qi Jun sat up, the quilt slipped off his body, revealing his bare upper body, his strong muscles showing charming lines in the morning light.

Wei Meng swallowed unconsciously.

Qi Jun looked at him, chuckled twice, stood up simply, and walked past Wei Meng wearing only a pair of underwear, and entered the bathroom.

"The eyeballs are about to fall off." A teasing voice came from the bathroom of someone who showed off his perfect body.

Wei Meng shook his head fiercely, cursed in a low voice: "Damn it!"

Isn’t Nima just muscles? In my previous life, my muscles were much bigger than yours, okay?

Wei Meng sat down at the table and put the breakfast away, then opened the morning newspaper, flipped through it a few times, his eyes fell on the social news section, and he slowly frowned.

Lao Zhi is a straight man, okay?

[The story of the hotel security guard who died in the line of duty is touching, and caring people extend a helping hand to warm the world]

Under the title in bold black font is a photo of Wei Bin crying bitterly holding Wei Meng's portrait, and a photo of loving teachers and students from Wei Bin's school donating to Wei Bin for tuition and living expenses is interspersed in the text.

The general content of the news is that Wei Meng sacrificed himself to save people. His only younger brother Wei Bin just entered his freshman year this year and lost his financial resources in an instant. Many caring people in the society have donated money to Wei Bin. The full text is full of excitement. of positive energy.

Looking at Wei Bin's red, swollen eyes and helpless eyes in the photo, Wei Meng felt as uncomfortable as if he had been stabbed by a knife.

Since his parents passed away one after another, the two brothers depended on each other for life. Wei Meng knew that his younger brother was smarter than himself and was expected to go to college, so he voluntarily gave up his studies and devoted himself to supporting his younger brother's education.

In the years when he was in the army, he was reluctant to eat and spend in the army. The meager allowance he saved was saved and sent back to his younger brother for living expenses.

After he changed jobs, he worked as a security guard in a hotel. It can be said that he was serious and conscientious, in order to get the outstanding employee bonus at the end of the year, so that he could save his brother's college tuition.

Last year, my younger brother was admitted to university, and the lives of the two brothers seemed to be gradually stabilizing, but Wei Meng had an accident at this time.

Thinking of how painful his younger brother must have been when he received the bad news, Wei Meng was so distressed that his tears were about to fall, so he quickly closed his eyes and endured it. He sighed and murmured softly: "Binbin..."

"Who is Binbin?" Qi Jun's voice came from behind like a ghost, and Wei Meng was shocked.

Wei Meng didn't have time to take back the moving expression just now, and was caught by Qi Jun.

"Hey, what's that expression?" Qi Jun looked at Wei Meng as if he had seen the ninth wonder of the world, grabbed the newspaper in Wei Meng's hand, glanced at it, and said in surprise, "Bailu, can't you? You Can you be so conscientious? Shed tears for this little security guard?"

Wei Meng glared at him angrily, "What is a small security guard? A security guard is a security guard, and there are different sizes? That security guard died to save me, and he was my savior. Why can't I shed tears? Qi Jun, Don't think that everyone is heartless and hard-hearted like you!"

I don't know if Wei Meng's words were too harsh or what reason, Qi Jun suddenly changed his face, grabbed Wei Meng's neck, lifted Wei Meng from the chair, that three-dimensional face almost stuck to Wei Meng's face superior.

"Don't judge others lightly, my heart is not something you can see!" Qi Jun said almost every word, his breath gushing on Wei Meng's face.

Wei Meng's neck was very slender, and it was hard to breathe when he was clutched by Qi Jun's big hand. His face was flushed, and he reached out to break Qi Jun's hand, but it took a long time to break it.

In the end, Qi Jun let go, picked up the lunch box on the side, turned around and sat by his bed to eat.

Wei Meng coughed a few times, and felt that what he just said was a bit harsh, but he was angry for a while and didn't want to apologize, so he could only stiffen his face and mutter, "What a moody psychopath!"

Qi Jun didn't say a word, just lowered his head to eat.

Wei Meng pursed his lips and remained silent, eating with his heart full of thoughts, the two of them ignored each other.

When it was almost noon, Wei Meng couldn't stand the almost cold silence in the room, so he had no choice but to put down his body and talk to Qi Jun.

"Qi Jun, I want to leave here as soon as possible, preferably tonight."

Qi Jun had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and he couldn't help but sneered when he heard Wei Meng's words, "You think this is a hotel, you can come and leave whenever you want?"

"I know the management here is very strict. I observed it this morning. Cards are required to enter and exit the gates of the hospital. This prevents patients from escaping."

Qi Jun didn't speak, but snorted coldly, and put his hands under his head.

Wei Meng looked at him, "Can you help me? Didn't the patient before bed 213 run away? You must have a way."

Qi Jun said lazily: "That's right, I helped him escape from 213 before, but why should I help you? I didn't get any benefit from helping you once in the alley, and now you are begging me to help you for the second time." The second time, you have a thick skin."

Wei Meng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He seldom begged for help, except that he had begged the village chief a few times for his younger brother's schooling. For his own affairs, he had never begged for help.If he hadn't been thinking about his younger brother this time, he wouldn't have spoken to this psychopath!But I didn't expect that the mental illness would play against him, what a sarcasm!

Suppressing his anger, he spoke again, "What conditions do you have?"

"If you insist on asking me to help you, just use the same bed as the previous 213 bed." Qi Jun said deliberately slowly.

"What conditions did Bed 213 promise you?"

"It's nothing, just do it with me once."

"Do it once..." Wei Meng thought for a while before he understood what Qi Jun meant, and immediately widened his eyes again, and said in disbelief: "Qi Jun, I didn't expect you to look like a man, why do you like this kind of thing?"