Mr. Bamboo Horse

Song Chuyi brought two brand new pajamas.

After saying goodnight, Xu Jingchi locked the door, soaked a new towel from the bathroom, returned to the bed, took off Zheng Zhuoyuan's T-shirt, and wiped off the sweat on his body.

His movements were very light, and Zheng Zhuoyuan was so deeply asleep that he didn't wake up even after the sweatpants were pulled back on his lap.

Xu Jingchi wanted to help him change his pajama pants, but he was stunned when he saw something that shouldn't appear.

The shape of the diaper was no different from that of underwear, except that it was slightly thicker between the legs.

But Xu Jingchi knew what it was even if he hadn't used it before, his mind was filled with question marks, and he subconsciously woke up Zheng Zhuoyuan to ask what was going on.

Zheng Zhuoyuan fell into a sleepy sleep, and saw Xu Jingchi with a dignified face in a haze, but didn't realize what was going on, turned over and wanted to sleep.

But it was this turning over that made him feel something was wrong, and when he looked down, he was so frightened that he fell asleep and woke up.

Xu Jingchi didn't stop him from quickly putting on his trousers, and waited until he grabbed the T-shirt and put it on before he said, "Why are you wearing that kind of thing?" Zheng Zhuoyuan's face quickly turned red to the back of his ears, and his ears were hot as if they were congested When he got up, his shoulders were tense, and his fingers gripped the fabric on his legs.

Even if he didn't see that face, Xu Jingchi knew how flustered he was now, so he squatted in front of him and said, "Zhuo Yuan, you know I'm not an outsider."

Zheng Zhuoyuan avoided Xu Jingchi's sight, and the shock in his heart made him at a loss.

After all, he never thought that this secret would be discovered by anyone other than his parents, and this person was still a child who stayed with him every day.

Xu Jingchi had never seen him in such an embarrassing state, and couldn't bear to force him anymore, he stood up and said, "It's not suitable to talk here, why don't you go back?" Zheng Zhuoyuan stared at the wooden floor, but still didn't answer.

Xu Jingchi thought that what he needs most now is calmness, so he picked up the towel and went into the bathroom. After a while, he came out and said to him: "I'll go and tell Chu Yi, cheer up, what can we do?" Go back and talk about it."

The time Xu Jingchi went in wasn't too long, but it was enough for him to get over the initial embarrassment and discomfort.

He slowly let go of his fingers and nodded silently.

Xu Jingchi picked up his bag, opened the door and took him to the elevator outside the door, and asked him to wait here while he went back to find Song Chuyi.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor were turned on for a few seconds and then turned off, and the tension was relieved by the comfort of the darkness.

Zheng Zhuoyuan leaned against the wall quietly, but her mind could not calm down. The picture she saw when she opened her eyes just now remained in her mind.

He tugged on the shoulder strap of the backpack, unconsciously pinching it tighter and tighter, until Song Chuyi's voice came from the other side of the corridor, he stood up straight, and became nervous again.

I don't know what reason Xu Jingchi used, but Song Chuyi didn't come out. He heard the two people saying goodbye at the entrance, and then the sound of footsteps approaching, he subconsciously turned his head away again.

The man didn't speak when he came to him, just pressed the down key.

After the elevator door opened, he pulled his arm in and pressed b1 again.

After returning to the car, Xu Jingchi picked out a brisk love song and played it, while Zheng Zhuoyuan faced the window on his side.

When driving out of the basement, there were pattering raindrops hitting the car window, and then illuminated by the neon lights of the city, like gems falling from the night sky, fascinated the eyes of passers-by.

It had been a long time since he sat in the passenger seat and watched the rain scene. Even though he was still depressed, he couldn't match such a romantic scene and the brisk melody, and he gradually calmed down.

It wasn't until Xu Jingchi parked the car at the door of a Cantonese-style porridge shop that he heard the man's voice: "I'm going to pack the porridge, do you want it?" He turned around and was stunned for a moment when he met Xu Jingchi's gentle gaze, Then shake your head.

Xu Jingchi didn't speak any more, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

After the door closed, he looked at the back through the front glass.

Xu Jingchi put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, not taking shelter from the rain, and just walked into the porridge shop by stepping on the water stains on the ground.

After talking with the clerk for a few words, I went to the stall at the door to pack four fritters, then waited at the square table, and walked over here with a large bag of food boxes in a short time.

Zheng Zhuoyuan looked away, and waited for Xu Jingchi to sit up before listening: "I didn't expect this store to be open. I bought fried dough sticks. Let's eat one."

Following the voice, there was the sound of plastic bags rubbing against each other, and then the smell of fried dough sticks wafted into the nose.

He said no need, Xu Jingchi didn't force it, and put the fried dough sticks on the armrest box.

He didn't feel hungry, but he didn't know whether it was because the deep-fried dough sticks eaten by the people beside him were too delicious, or the smell of that old shop brought back his memories. After a while, he turned his face and picked up the deep-fried dough sticks to eat.

After arriving home, Xu Jingchi followed him into the room, put the porridge on the coffee table, and pulled him to sit down: "Now can you tell me what's going on?" Embarrassed and flustered.

Now leaning on the back of the sofa chair, she was silent for a while before saying, "It's the aftereffect of the car accident."

Xu Jingchi's expression became serious: "What's going on?" At this point, he gave a general account of the injury and the subsequent treatment.

His tone was always calm, but the people who listened became more and more worried, especially when he learned that he was finally recovering, but he became serious because of the almost bumped incident last time.

"Why have you kept such a big matter from me?" Xu Jingchi stood up dissatisfied, walked back and forth a few steps, and then asked, "Then do your parents know the current situation?" Zheng Zhuoyuan shook his head.

Xu Jingchi was so angry that he put his hands on his hips: "I will accompany you to see Dr. Luo tomorrow."

"No, I made an appointment for a regular follow-up visit, but the time hasn't arrived yet."

Zheng Zhuoyuan evaded, but just as he finished speaking, Xu Jingchi handed it over with murderous eyes: "It's been a year, have you ever thought about what to do if this problem drags on?" Xu Jingchi restrained his tone, and also He didn't say the rest, but he didn't need to point it out, Zheng Zhuoyuan also knew the consequences of procrastinating.

Dr. Luo said that if you can't recover as soon as possible, it will become habitual incontinence, and it will not be as simple as taking medicine if you want to treat it again.

Thinking of the situation that he missed because he was frightened when he woke up, he lowered his head in shame, unable to refute anymore.

Xu Jingchi didn't want to put pressure on him, so he sat beside him at this moment, and said in a gentle tone: "Actually, although your mother is not by your side, she has always been very worried about you.

I didn't know that your symptoms would be so serious before, but now that I know everything, don't hide it from me anymore.

It won't be so hard if you have one more person to share with you. "

Zheng Zhuoyuan didn't say a word, but he didn't refuse any more.

Xu Jingchi continued: "Although Chen Shulun's mistake was unintentional, he caused it indirectly.

You'd better keep your distance from him in the future. "

"Ah."

Zheng Zhuoyuan responded in a low voice.

Xu Jingchi also knew that it was difficult for him to do so, so he thought about it and added: "Otherwise, if you want to do anything starting tomorrow, you should first find me or someone else, and don't communicate with him directly.

Anyway, I'm your 'boyfriend' now, if he asks you, you'll push it on me, saying I don't want to see you guys get in touch. "

Zheng Zhuoyuan frowned: "Will this be bad?" "What's wrong?" Xu Jingchi asked back.

Zheng Zhuoyuan pondered for a moment: "This way you will be very hard, you have to prepare for the game and take care of departmental affairs, and what about your club activities?" The tennis club activities are just Xu Jingchi's pastime, if you don't love it, you have to go Degree.

Zheng Zhuoyuan felt relieved after hearing this, but still couldn't help saying, "I'm sorry."

Seeing him bowing his head in guilt, Xu Jingchi's lips moved, and he fell silent.

The person in front of him was always careless in the past, as if he didn't care about anything.

Now he is a lot more introverted, and he often speaks politely.

In fact, Zheng Zhuoyuan can't be blamed for becoming like this, after all, the sequelae happened to people of their age, and no one could be optimistic and cheerful.

He hugged Zheng Zhuoyuan into his arms, patted the back and said: "When you asked me to do things before, you always shouted and yelled, and because I was a few months older than you, you played fun on my head all day long." .

Now that you have become so polite, I am really not used to it and feel very uncomfortable. "

Zheng Zhuoyuan leaned his face on Xu Jingchi's shoulder, and his thoughts went back to the past following these words.

I remembered that before Xu Jingchi went abroad, they were like this, they stayed together every day, regardless of school lunch break, school or weekends.

Because they are like-minded since childhood, no one has ever been able to get in between the two of them.

Once such a close relationship, how can there be distance now?Maybe it was the experience of growing up separately in those three years, maybe it was because he had an unspeakable secret.

Now that Xu Jingchi knew this secret, even though he felt embarrassingly embarrassed at first, now he felt a little unspeakably relaxed.

He pushed Xu Jingchi, and said after the man let him go: "I don't want to be polite to you, but there are some things that I can't say even to my mother."

"I know."

Xu Jingchi pinched his red face: "But it will be different in the future, with me here, you don't have to carry it alone anymore."

That night, Xu Jingchi didn't stay for long before returning to his room.

Zheng Zhuoyuan took a shower, and when he came out, he saw the untouched food box on the coffee table, thinking that Xu Jingchi bought it only when he was hungry, so he carried it over.

However, after several knocks on the door, no one answered.

He thought Xu Jingchi was taking a shower, and when he opened the door, he found that the man had fallen asleep on the bed without changing his clothes.

He walked to the bed and saw that this guy was so tired that he was snoring slightly. He couldn't help but think that Xu Jingchi had practiced vocal music all night.

I didn't care about how he was practicing, but was comforted by him.

Zheng Zhuoyuan put the food box on the table, covered Xu Jingchi with a quilt, and closed the door gently.

At 08:30 the next morning, he was woken up by Xu Jingchi.

Before he was fully conscious, he was pulled by his arms and sat up, and then a hot towel was stuck to his face.

"I've made an appointment with Dr. Luo for you. He'll be waiting for us at the clinic at ten o'clock."

After Xu Jingchi wiped his face, he saw that he was still drooping his head and wanted to sleep, so he coaxed him: "Come back after reading, I won't be at home in the afternoon, you can sleep all the time."

He covered his mouth and yawned: "Where are you going this afternoon?" "Singing practice.

Chu Yi's vocal teacher said that time was tight, so he specially set aside time on weekends to teach me. "

He nodded, and after Xu Jingchi went out, he got up to wash up, changed his clothes for going out, and went downstairs to the clinic after having breakfast.

This was the first time that someone accompanied him into Dr. Luo's consulting room in the past half a year. He was not used to it, but Dr. Luo chatted with Xu Jingchi with a smile on his face.

He, the client, felt even more embarrassed after staying for a while. Xu Jingchi used the name of a good friend, but ended up asking more detailed questions than his mother.

Dr. Luo was concerned about his face, and some things were not so straightforward, but Xu Jingchi seemed not to understand if he didn't explain clearly, even if he hinted at it by pulling his trouser leg, he would continue to ask.

Doctor Luo admired Xu Jingchi's serious attitude, and this was a rare opportunity, so he asked Zheng Zhuoyuan to go out and wait.

Zheng Zhuoyuan didn't want these two to get along alone, but Xu Jingchi also urged him to go out, saying that he and Dr. Luo would only chat for a while, and it would be over soon.

His ears were red from seeing these four eyes, so he had no choice but to leave first.

After the door was closed, Doctor Luo told Xu Jingchi what he didn't elaborate on just now.

"If his disease gets worse, he will suffer from habitual incontinence.

This happened once when he was hospitalized, and if it recurs, it will be more troublesome than before. "

"Then what else can I do besides taking medicine and relaxing?" Dr. Luo adjusted his glasses: "Actually, there is another method of rehabilitation and exercise. I mentioned it to him before, but he couldn't stick to it."

Xu Jingchi wondered, "Why can't you persevere?" "I gave him a stress test, and he couldn't endure it. In other words, his functional inhibition is very weak, and it has been ineffective."

Xu Jingchi understood, and asked Dr. Luo if there was nothing else he could do?Doctor Luo looked at him seriously, and said that Zheng Zhuoyuan's condition was mainly caused by heart disease, and hoped that he could accompany Zheng Zhuoyuan to open his heart knot.

Xu Jingchi added Dr. Luo's WeChat so that he could contact him directly if he had anything to do.

Before leaving, he confirmed the detailed steps of the rehabilitation exercise again, and then opened the door and went out.