Today's Shura field is also very lively

The hospital bed was patted by Chen Qi, and he lifted the quilt and said seriously to Yang Kang: "I don't move around when I sleep."

No one knows better than the man in the wheelchair what the young man in front of him looks like sleeping.

Will lie quietly beside him, eyes closed, breathing shallowly.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan gritted her teeth and said, "He kicks people indiscriminately when he sleeps at night."

Yang Kang carefully pinched his shoes, bowed his waist on the bed tremblingly, looked at the man in the wheelchair and said to him sullenly: "He not only kicks people at night, but also grabs quilts."

Chen Xi, who lifted the quilt, looked shocked, looked at the man in the wheelchair in disbelief, and finally choked out a sentence: "I don't have one."

Yan Huan said quickly and hurriedly: "The nurse said you turned over and kicked at 02:30 at night!"

Chen Qi was silent for a while, then raised his head to stare at the man in front of him and said, "So what."

But I didn't expect the man in the wheelchair to tilt his head stubbornly, and said in a voice with a bit of aggrieved teeth: "It's not that there is no, there, room, room next door."

In his hospital, sharing the bed with his little painter, if Yan Huan could bear it, he might as well just give him a knife.

Chen Qi looked at Yan Huan and said directly: "President Yan, my roommate is afraid of life."

Yang Kang squeezed the shoes carefully, heard the conversation between the two, put them back on silently, left the bed silently with his buttocks, and said cautiously with tears in his eyes, "Qi'er, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Yang Kang was afraid that if this continued, the dark eyeballs of the man opposite would stare right through him.

Chen Qi put down the quilt, pursed his thin lips, got up and whispered to Yang Kang, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

"You go to bed."

The man in the wheelchair subconsciously wanted to speak, but the young man turned back expressionlessly and said, "If you say another word, I'll sleep on the floor."

Yan Huan lowered her eyes, her chapped lips moved, and after a while, she said with difficulty: "I'll go out."

In the ward, Chen Qi was already hugging the pillow, and walking towards the sofa, he heard the man say anxiously, "I'm going out."

Yan Huan cautiously begged the young man in front of her, "Don't sleep on the sofa."

No matter how big and soft the sofa was, it would be uncomfortable to sleep all night with hands bound and feet bound, and it would definitely cause back pain and discomfort when waking up the next day.

After all, Yan Huan only knew that every word was cut like a knife, and he tremblingly said: "My name is Liang Zhi, and I will send you a quilt."

Two people covered one quilt at night, what if Chen Qi couldn't grab the boy next to him and woke up in the middle of the night?

Chen Qi was not in good health, what should he do if he woke up from the cold and fell ill?

Chen Qi raised his eyebrows. After hearing this, he knew that Yan Huan would not intervene, so he immediately walked to the hospital bed with his pillow in his arms and said quickly, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yang Kang stood at the same place in a daze, and when he heard Chen Qi's words, he also drew a gourd on a gourd and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Huan hardly knew how she got out of the ward, and stopped at the door of the ward in a daze. Seeing his face turning paler, Liang Zhi hesitated cautiously: "Boss Yan?"

The man in the wheelchair didn't move, and it took a long while before he trembled and said: "Go and prepare a quilt."

"Send it inside."

Liang Zhi was stunned, swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "Alright Mr. Yan."

Two hours later, in the early hours of the morning, the lights in the hospital corridors were still bright, but the wards were darkened, leaving only the dim night lights on.

Liang Zhi looked at the man who was motionless at the door of Chen Qi's ward, and finally couldn't help but persuade him: "Second Master, go and rest."

The man in the wheelchair at the door of Chen Qi's ward was motionless. He raised his head and stared blankly at the closed ward door in front of him. Through the narrow piece of glass, he murmured: "They've already fallen asleep..."

He raised his head and murmured to Liang Zhi: "Chen lives inside, sleeping on the same bed with someone else..."

Liang Zhi bit the bullet and said tremblingly: "Second Master, they are classmates."

Yan Huan laughed at herself, and murmured with a pale face, "They have already met their parents, and their mother even gave him red eggs."

He looked up at Liang Zhi and said bitterly, "Do you know what a red egg is?"

Liang Zhi, who had obtained a double degree in college, shook his head in fear, and saw Yan Huan in the wheelchair with her eyes closed, and said hoarsely, "Go back."

Liang Zhi hesitated to speak, but he also knew the man's temper, so he had no choice but to say respectfully: "Yes."

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Chen Qi opened his eyes helplessly, and looked at Yang Kang, who was sleeping soundly beside him, stretched out his feet from the blanket, and pressed them carelessly on his lap, with both hands and the other leg baring their teeth and claws like an octopus Takes up the entire bed.

He carefully moved Yang Kang's leg that was pressing on his leg, but Yang Kang, who turned over and smacked his lips, almost turned his elbow to his head.

Chen Qi sighed, had no choice but to pick up the pillow and quilt, walked towards the sofa, put the pillow and quilt on the sofa, but lay on the sofa but couldn't fall asleep.

Chen Qi opened his eyes, got up and put on a coat, planning to go to the end of the corridor to get some air.

He walked to the door of the ward lightly, and slowly opened the door, but he didn't expect to see a man in a wheelchair on the right side of the door.

The legs of the man in the wheelchair were covered with a thin blanket, his back was straight, and he looked down quietly in the dark. When he heard the movement, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man who pushed the door.

The young man wore a coat over his shoulders, with a tired expression on his face. When he saw the man, there was a little doubt in his eyes.

Yan Huan's throat twitched, and she forced a smile at Chen Qi, and immediately turned the wheelchair and said in a bit of embarrassment: "I... come out to get some air."

The young man with the coat on his shoulders did not speak, he stood quietly in front of the door, and then suddenly said: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Huan on the wheelchair stopped suddenly, turned her head suddenly, raised her head and said softly to the young man's eyes: "What's wrong?"

He looked at the young man standing in front of the door of the ward, with calm eyebrows and eyes, a few strands of his slightly long black hair hanging by his earlobe, and he returned to his previous life in a trance.

Yan Huan slowly grasped the wheelchair, as if she was afraid of scaring the person in front of her, and said softly to the young man, "What's wrong?"

The bright corridor was silent, and amidst the glaring whiteness, the black-haired young man in front of him laughed and said softly to him: "Last time, you said that you heard many stories about Senior Qin Heng, didn't you?"

Yan Huan held her breath, her throat tightened, she nodded in a daze, as if she was about to say something, but was interrupted by the young man in front of her.

The black-haired young man in front of him stood where he was, and asked curiously towards the man in the wheelchair with a little embarrassment, "Then senior Qin Heng's former partner was good-looking?"

Yan Huan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, she raised her head to stare at the young man, her thin lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

The young man was wearing a coat, with a thin figure, soft and gentle eyes, and a smile in his voice. He said carefully to the man in front of him, "Do you think Senior Qin Heng would like me like this?"

The young man's face was clearly looking forward to it, his slightly upturned eyes were bent, showing a little shyness of a young man.

It was like being buried in his arms in the previous life, with a smiling voice, and her face pressed against his chest, calling him softly.

Yan Huan seemed to feel that the blood in his whole body was frozen, so cold that his bones were shivering, he said with difficulty: "Qin Heng?"

Chen Qi in front of him seemed embarrassed and raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, showing a shallow smile, and said to the man in the wheelchair, "Yes, I always feel that the people around Senior Qin Heng are too good."

"It's too stressful to like."

There was a dead silence in the corridor. The man in the wheelchair sat quietly, his hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair slowly dropped, and then he said hoarsely: "Chen Qi, don't be joking."

Yan Huan knew what kind of person Chen Xi was.

This one is not very talkative, Chen Qi, who can sit quietly in the studio and paint for a day, will not use the word like easily.

Chen Qi's liking is extremely serious and pious.

It seems that in his world, the word liking is extraordinarily clean and holy. As long as it is used, it will be taken care of like a delicate rose, and it will not be harmed in the slightest.

It is also like a moth with wet wings in the torrential rain, recklessly stumbling towards the dim light in the rain and fog with full of love.

Without hesitation, he is extremely devout.

In his previous life, he was liked by Chen Qi, so Chen Qi stayed with him for eight years and fell in love with him for eight years.

Yan Huan raised her head in embarrassment, pleading in her dark eyes, and said to the person in front of her with a trembling voice: "Chen Qi, don't be joking."

But the young man in front of him only had some doubts in his eyes. After a while, he seemed to come to his senses, and smiled at him gently and disappointedly: "That's right, it's normal for you to find it ridiculous."

After finishing speaking, the young man bent slightly, nodded to him and said softly, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Yan Huan's palms were clenched to bloody blood. He watched the young man in the coat in front of him slowly close the door in frustration, and sat stiffly in the wheelchair.

In a trance, the young man's gentle voice kept repeating in his ears over and over again, and he shivered from the cold.

Chen Qi fell in love with someone else.

The corridor is silent, the lights are bright, and the eyes are all pale.

After a while, the man in the wheelchair covered his mouth vigorously, and a violent cough seemed to tear his chest apart, splitting the dazed man in half.

In the dead silence, the man in the wheelchair slowly closed his eyes, and sat quietly in the wheelchair without moving.

Until early in the morning, the nurse who made the rounds came all the way, and she said to the man in front of the ward in surprise: "Yan..."

The man in front of him looked pale and frighteningly pale. With deep weariness, he slowly put his index fingers together and shook his head at her. The nurse immediately fell silent and looked at the man in front of him worriedly.

The man quietly raised his head, looked towards the narrow glass door of the ward, was silent for a while, and then said in a low and hoarse voice, "Go in."

"Be gentle and don't wake him up."

The nurse nodded vigorously, and then watched the man turn the wheelchair and slowly drive towards the end of the corridor. His back, which had always been straight, was slightly bent, as if it had been forcibly broken.

For some reason, the nurse stood there in a daze, her eyes blushing.

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