you're nothing but scum

I didn't expect it to end like this.

I always feel that this incident has already shown Song Xiuming that my position is different from his. I never thought that Song Xiuming would say that he wanted to protect me.

Although it is true that I will never be able to defeat Tang Qilin with my own strength, I really don't want to rely on another man's protection.Sometimes I think about it, everyone is a man, how come others are more connected and have a way, but I can only be beaten to the ground?

After calming down, when I thought of telling Song Xiuming what Tang Qilin had done to me before, I felt a panic in my heart.

When Song Xiuming applied the potion to the stump of my left leg, I kept observing him, but I didn't see any difference. I didn't seem to be stimulated by Tang Qilin's incident.

Thinking about it, he should have been prepared when he knew that I was MB.

But it is obvious that Song Xiuming is more careful with me.

After giving me the medicine, he hugged me and said, "You can rest here, and I'll get the medicine back."

I was overwhelmed by the cold, and complained: "Don't be so sticky! Also, I want to go back!"

Song Xiuming just walked to the door and stopped, turned to look at me and said, "Mo Le, come live with me."

I was taken aback.

"The place where you and Liang Liang live is really shabby. I'm the only one here, but there is another guest room. Liang Liang can live here. It doesn't matter whether you want to sleep with me or with Liang Liang. If that's the case, I will It will be easier to take care of you."

My focus was completely wrong, and I retorted subconsciously: "Who wants to sleep with you!"

Song Xiuming smiled.

When I realized it, my face turned hot, and then I muttered: "I live well there...why do I live here with you...I'm not being taken care of by you..."

"Who took care of you," Song Xiuming raised his eyebrows, "I like you, and I hope you live in a better place, can't you? I didn't say it before because I thought it wasn't the time yet, so you still can't accept it now?"

"No." I replied without thinking.

"Then think about it carefully," Song Xiuming said with a smile, "I'll go to dispense the medicine first."

Then went out.

I stared at the place where he disappeared, unable to get angry for a long time...

When Song Xiuming went out, I was playing around in his room.

I have to say that Song Xiuming has organized his place very well. The layout of the apartment is simple and clean, which is in stark contrast to the place where I and Liang Liang live.

There is an LCD TV hanging on the wall in the living room, and the desktop computer is in the room where he sleeps. Although I know in my heart that these are necessary facilities for ordinary people to live in, I still have a feeling of entering modern society.

I tugged at my trousers that had been torn apart, feeling a little sad.

There is also a row of bookshelves in his room, and the bookshelves are so full of books that there is no room left.I took a general look, and the books on the top are all books related to surgery, and there are some martial arts novels at the bottom. After thinking about it, I think Song Xiuming is someone who can read such books.Specifically why?Probably because it looks more educated than me and Liangliang.

I dropped out of high school halfway through high school, and although many people now say that the books I read in middle school were useless, people who have actually experienced dropping out of school can't say that.On the surface, I have never admitted it, and I guess other people think that I am very disdainful of that culture, but it is not the case.

I also envy those who understand mathematics, physics and chemistry, and I also envy those who talk about academics. Who doesn't want to have a normal life experience?

Of course, even though I thought about it, I was also the person with the lowest grades in the class when I didn't drop out of school. After all, I was not a student.

I thought about Song Xiuming's words before leaving, and I couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in my heart.

Sometimes I also want to be as simple-minded as Liang Liang. If someone treats me well, what's wrong with me accepting everything?But still feel there is dissonance.

What exactly is wrong?After thinking hard for a long time, I finally felt that it was probably because Song Xiuming and I were both doctors and patients since I realized it.

Although Song Xiuming often came to see me as a friend and cook for me, it is also true that the relationship between me and him became too sudden.He seemed to put himself in the position of being able to take care of me, but in my heart he was still the one who amputated my leg in the operating room.My legs are still not healed, and I haven't found a job yet, so I can't bear to live with him like this.It's also because Song Xiuming is so serious to me, I can't deal with him like I used to deal with those men who pay me to accompany them.

I still know in my heart that Song Xiuming is different from those men.

After an hour or so, Song Xiuming came back with Liang Liang with him.

I was startled, and immediately glared at Song Xiuming, thinking why I haven't agreed yet, this guy has brought Liang Liang here, is this killing first and playing later?

He laughed when he saw me, and said, "What are you thinking?"

I was taken aback, and stared at him even harder, don't think you can always know what I'm thinking!

Liang Liang turned his body to admire the small apartment, ran to me and said with tears in his eyes: "It's the first time I come to a normal man's house to enjoy this kind of treatment!"

I was speechless and asked, "Why are you here?"

"You two are here, think I'm stupid for leaving me alone at home," Liang Liang glanced at me, and then peeked at me.

Song Xiuming, who was going to the kitchen, came close to my ear and said, "Xiao Le, let me tell you that you promise him and forget it, how nice it is to live here, it's like a slum to make do with me all day long! "

I pushed him away and said, "Even the slums are rented out with the money of the two of us, right? At least we don't eat other people's money, live in other people's land, and use other people's money, right?"

Liang Liang curled his lips and said, "Why are you pretending to be prudish at this time?"

I was a little irritable, and said with a "tsk", "Don't think about it, I won't live here."

"Tch, I didn't force you, I just couldn't figure it out," Liang Liang said, "Actually, I didn't even think about getting some luck with you, but you just think about it yourself, why bother? Are you really going to hang on a tree like Yao Jiu?" At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at me like a ghost and said, "You don't really like that Yao Jiu Bar?!"

I saw Song Xiuming just come out with a plate of fruit. He paused when he heard what Liang Liang said, and walked over with his usual expression the next second and said, "You guys eat some fruit."

I was a little embarrassed, but my heart was even more stuffy.

Liang Liang was also embarrassed, coughed lightly, bumped me with his elbow, then laughed and ate the apple with a toothpick.

Actually speaking about Yao Jiu, even though I had an unforgettable relationship with him at the beginning, maybe the car accident in the end was too tragic, and now I really have no feeling for him at all.

It's amazing to say it, I never thought that I would be separated from him before, and naturally I didn't expect that I would let go so soon after the separation.

Song Xiuming's matter has nothing to do with Yao Jiuzheng at all.

Since Liang Liang also came, naturally he also had dinner here.

Song Xiuming cooks again, and this seems to be the first time Liang Liang and I have eaten his cooking after the year.

When the taste buds felt the familiar taste, I couldn't help sighing in my heart, this Song Xiuming tried his best to participate in my life, but it really captured my stomach.

After dinner, Song Xiuming took out the medicines, and told me which medicines to take several times a day and how many tablets to take at a time. The doctor's instructions were all posted on it.

I was impatient, so I said to him, "Stop talking, I know it all, and it's not like I can't read."

Song Xiuming smiled, put away his things, and asked, "Can't you stop?"

I shook my head, and said quite seriously, "Don't stop."

"why?"

why?

I curled my lips and said, "You and I are not related, but I can't afford to pay you back if you treat me so well now."

"I didn't expect you to pay it back." Song Xiuming said.

"Then what are you planning?"

I was with him in his room and could hear the hostess on the entertainment show in the living room

The sound of people talking, and Liang Liang's laughter.

"I want to make you happy." Song Xiuming handed me the bag of medicine, but he didn't let go when I took it. Instead, he held my hand, "If I tell you why I like you , won't you be so guarded against me like you are now?"

I froze and looked up at him.

Song Xiuming looked at me with both eyes, and said softly, "You don't have any feelings for me at all, do you?"

There was silence for a while, I watched him not speak, mainly because I didn't think about how to make this matter clear.

That's right, it's not that I don't have feelings for Song Xiuming, but I don't like him very much either.

While I was still thinking, Song Xiuming smiled and let go of my hand.

I froze for a moment, and took my hand back nonchalantly.

"I still remember the way you jumped up from the operating table and wanted to kill me." He said suddenly.

I was stunned for a moment, remembering what the nurse told me back then, stared at him and said, "I was out of my mind at the time, why don't you keep laughing at me about this?"

Song Xiuming stood up and picked up a pack of cigarettes from the cabinet.

Pull one out of the pack and light it with a lighter.

Different people can smoke different flavors even if they smoke.

Tang Qilin took Joe, pretended to be aggressive, and vulgar, but Song Xiuming really gave people a very sexy feeling. This is not the first time I have this feeling.

He took a puff of cigarette, exhaled it slowly, walked to the window and opened it wide, and asked, "Who did you think I was?"

I froze for a moment, then frowned and said, "Why?"

"I just want to know." Song Xiuming turned his head, looked at me and said, "The person who makes you hate in that way is probably also very special to you."