Today's Shura field is also very lively

The light in the ward was bright, and the young man on the chair sat on the chair with a dazed expression. His sleeves of his hospital gown were rolled up, revealing a white and thin wrist under the light.

Under the bright light, the wrist and the back of the hand are stained with thick or light paint.

Qin Heng bowed slightly, wrapped his long arms around the young man, put his chin lightly on the top of the young man's head, and said in a low voice with a smile, "It's time to eat."

The man's warm breath reached Chen Xi's ear, Qin Heng raised the corner of his mouth and lowered his head, watching the white ear gradually turn red.

He let go of the young man's hand, raised his hand and rubbed the young man's red ear pinna viciously, "You're disobedient."

The man's voice was hoarse and warm, as if it was wrapped around the young man's ears.

The person in the arms seemed to be a little flustered, his ears were hot, his shoulder blades curled up unconsciously, he pretended to be calm and stammered, "Eat, senior..."

But his auricles were clearly still red. As soon as Qin Heng lowered his head, he could see Chen Qi's slender eyelashes trembling constantly, green and embarrassed, but he held back.

The branches that seem to twitch in spring are full of spring dew and trembling.

Qin Heng was distracted in an instant, he pushed his tongue against his jaw, moved his throat, suppressed it, and finally smiled and said: "This is obedient."

He let go of the hand around the young man, and saw that the young man pretended to be calm and sat on the chair, with a paintbrush dipped in his slender fingers. He reached out to take the paintbrush, but found that he couldn't pull it out.

Qin Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Qi reluctantly holding onto the paintbrush, refusing to let go.

Qin Heng exerted a little force, but found that he still couldn't move. Chen Xi looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

He laughed, and said in a young voice to the young man, "Be good, let go."

But the young man in front of him still hesitated, looking at him eagerly, and Qin Heng stared at him with raised eyebrows.

Chen Qi was listless, Qin Heng reached out and rubbed his earlobe, smiled and took away his paintbrush.

At the front door of the ward, the nurse looked at the man in the wheelchair tremblingly, not daring to breathe heavily.

From the moment they opened the door, she and the man saw that the man in terrazzo jeans easily picked up Chen Xi who was sitting in front of the drawing board, and put him on the chair.

The young man who was being hugged just had a dazed expression on his face. When he looked up in astonishment and saw the person coming, he subconsciously let go of his struggle, and obediently let the man surround him all the way and carried him to the chair.

There was no struggle, nor any dissatisfaction.

No matter how much they tried to persuade him, the young man who refused to eat at the dinner table actually sat on the chair obediently.

Yan Huan pressed the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, veins popped out on the back of her ferocious hands, her heart beat violently, and an uncontrollable intense panic filled her heart.

Sharp tinnitus suddenly sounded in the ear, and the memory of the previous life was instantly overturned to this moment. It was chaotic and noisy. The man's chest heaved and heaved a few times, and the strength of grabbing the armrest of the wheelchair was terrifying.

He watched Qin Heng take away the paintbrush from Chen Qi's hand with a smile, and Chen Qi only looked up at Qin Heng listlessly, feeling a little wronged all over his body.

He looked at Qin Heng with a smile and stretched out his hand to rub Chen Qi's earlobe, then unwrapped the prepared wet towel, grabbed the young man's hand, and lowered his head to wipe the remaining paint on the young man's finger bones bit by bit.

And Chen Qi just tilted his head slightly, did not withdraw his hand, but obediently sat on the seat, and put his other hand up.

After Qin Heng raised his head and laughed, he lowered his head and carefully wiped the young man's fingers with a wet tissue bit by bit.

Chen Qi didn't resist, didn't feel dissatisfied, and was very cooperative with the man in front of him.

Even if the man in front of him rashly interrupted Chen Xi when he couldn't disturb him the most, he took Chen Xi's brush away without mercy.

Chen Qi didn't have any complaints either, but just looked at the man with a little grievance all over his body, as if he was a milk dog whose hair was wet by the sudden downpour on a rainy day, and was honestly carried back to the nest.

Yan Huan felt chills all over his body. He looked at Chen Qi tilting his head slightly, and stared at Qin Heng who lowered his head and wiped his fingers for him. Those beautiful eyes, when looking at Qin Heng, were exactly the same as when they looked at him in the previous life. .

Like a gentle lake, quietly and softly gazing at the person in front of him, shimmering in the sun, swaying bits and pieces of love.

It was exactly the same as when everyone said Chen Xi loved him in his previous life, but Qin Heng in front of him was wiping his fingers with his head down, carefully wiping his fingers, without looking up to notice.

In an instant, all the voices faded away like a tide, and the man in the wheelchair turned pale and shivered with cold.

His fingers gripping the wheelchair couldn't help convulsing, he gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and he said in a trembling and difficult voice: "Go."

The nurse seemed to be wondering whether the trembling voice was said by a man, and after a moment of silence, he heard the man's horrific breath, and seemed to squeeze out a hoarse word from between his teeth: "Let's go."

The nurse was startled, and tremblingly pushed the man out of the ward.

In the ward, Qin Heng held the young man's hand, and wiped his fingers with a wet tissue, leaving a cold touch. His callused fingers were slender and straight under the light, and he could draw breathtakingly beautiful paintings while holding the brush.

Qin Heng stared at the fingers of the young man in front of him, his throat moved unconsciously, and he looked up at Chen Qi.

Chen Qi tilted his head slightly, saw him look up, laughed and called him, "Thank you senior."

Qin Heng put down the young man's cuffs slowly, filled a bowl of soup for the young man and said, "You're welcome."

Suddenly, there was a slight movement outside the ward door. Qin Heng turned his head to look, but only found that the covered ward door was more than half open. He frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "Has anyone been here?"

Holding the soup bowl, Chen Qi said indifferently, "It's not someone important."

Qin Heng only thought that he was talking about the nurse who made the ward rounds, so he turned his head, filled the meal for him, and raised the corner of his mouth to watch the young man in front of him start to eat obediently.

After Chen Qi put down the bowl and chopsticks, Qin Heng sat in front of the chair, looked at him, and was silent for a while before he said, "Chen Qi."

Chen Qi looked up, with a little doubt on his face, watching Qin Heng quietly watching him.

Qin Heng too knew that at this moment, he could say something beautiful that would move the people in front of him.

An ordinary college student, no matter how calm he looks on the surface, would actually feel panicked and helpless in the face of a kidnapping.

He can say some extremely beautiful words like before, and break through the psychological defense of the person in front of him quickly and accurately.But for some reason, Qin Heng looked into Chen Qi's eyes and couldn't say anything.

He was silent for a long time before he laughed and said, "Promise senior, please, next time something like this will happen again."

"Tell the senior, okay?"

Qin Heng knew that Chen Qi didn't want him to know the whole truth, so he could only say this to the young man in front of him.

He also hopes that young people can know what his words mean.

Chen Qi in front of him froze for a moment, then said softly: "Okay."

Qin Heng smiled and rubbed his head, knowing that the young man hadn't taken his words seriously.

But it doesn't matter, he will stay with the young man until the young man is willing to tell him.

He, Qin Heng, was willing.

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There was silence in Yan Huan's ward.

Under the bright light, the laptop on the table has automatically turned off the screen, the paint boxes in the paint box are neatly stacked on the table, and a pile of documents are stacked on the table.

The man in the wheelchair was pale, and his lips were tightly pursed. He bowed slightly, his eyes were red, his chest heaved suddenly, like a severely wounded beast, and all the nerve endings were boiling sharply.

A panic that was more terrifying than Chen Xi's voluntary offer to leave in his previous life strangled him forcefully, his fingers twitched uncontrollably, and his whole body was full of hostility.

Lock it up.

Lock Chen Xi up.

In this way, his little painter can always be by his side for a long time.

Yan Huan's fingers gripped the wheelchair almost convulsively, he bowed up, his back bent in a tight arc, almost collapsed.

The memories of the previous life were suddenly mixed with the scenes of this life, and they swept over in a blur in an instant.

The Chen Qi who was so poor that he wanted to smash open the piggy bank, walked towards him with red eyes and bare feet, hugged him in a panic and kissed him with his eyes closed.

That Chen Qi was lying in the hospital with a thick layer of gauze wrapped around his hands. After waking up and knowing that he could no longer draw, Chen Qi froze in place with a pale face.

The Chen Qi who was sitting in the living room of Yan's house with a dazed and tired expression, quietly sat on the sofa waiting for him to come back, looked up at him tiredly.

Suddenly, a low and faint voice sounded beside his ears.

"Second Lord, I don't owe you and Zhou Lu anything."

The man in the wheelchair was bent over, almost collapsed, his throat choked up, he frantically flipped through the documents on the table with shaking hands, trying to find something, but he couldn't find it no matter what.

A large pile of paper documents fell to the ground like snow.

Impossible to find.

No matter how sparingly they ate those few toffees they asked for on the school anniversary, they would have been eaten long ago.

Not long after we met in the previous life, he frowned and watched Chen Qi come out of the studio late at night, his face was a little pale, and he opened a toffee in front of him, just about to put it in his mouth.

He said to the young man in front of him in disgust: "Zhou Lu never eats this stuff, throw it away for me."

At that time, Chen Qi froze in place with a pale face, lowered his head, and said softly to him, "Okay."

A few stacked white documents fell beside the wheel of the wheelchair, a white package was faintly exposed. The man with red eyes bent down with difficulty, his fingertips trembling to touch the few documents that fell on the ground.

He flipped through the documents on the ground almost shaking his hands, and looked at the toffee lying quietly on the ground with red eyes.

The toffee had long been fused with the candy wrapper, and it was so sticky that it couldn't be eaten at all.

It's just that he stayed by his side a few days ago for peace of mind.

With red eyes and a choked throat, the man bent down deeply, picked up the toffee on the ground with shaking hands, tore off the wrapper, and slowly put it into his mouth.

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感谢在2021-03-1523:17:40~2021-03-1623:19:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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