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It was dark, and there was silence in the ward, only the slight sound of Chu Mingkun's footsteps coming and going.

He was packing Mu De's underwear.

The man was half leaning against the head of the bed, with the infusion on the back of his hand, deep eye sockets, and a little strange color in his pupils. He seemed to be in good condition, although he was a little tired, but he kept his eyes on Chu Mingkun's figure.

Just now, as a recognized family member, I officially met that guy Chu Heng.

This feeling... seems a bit strange.

After so many years, he has been willing to stand behind Chu Mingkun, not showing his face, for fear of causing him trouble, but in his heart, he still hopes to be recognized.

He once had a marriage, but in that marriage, it was nothing more than a helpless compromise and transaction. He may not be a good person, so that the other party had to give up in the end, so he withdrew and left, ending this endless waiting.

Thinking back to the time they had the meal together at the beginning, Chu Heng still looked at him with a defensive look, obviously standing on the standpoint of Chu's father to oppose him and Ming Kun.

But Mu De didn't find it strange.

Chu Heng must have seen him when he appeared in the past.

In a situation where he didn't realize it.

Therefore, Chu Heng's objection was also for Chu Mingkun's benefit.

Ming Kun has always attached great importance to his family, and Mu De is very clear about it, and his family can treat him relatively so kindly, which also makes Mu De feel worthy and gratified.

"What are you thinking?"

After Chu Mingkun cleaned up, he turned around and saw the man in a daze, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Why haven't you spoken?"

Only then did the man come back to his senses, his lips curled slightly, the corners of his eyes curled up into a smile, and he stretched out his hand to Chu Mingkun: "I'm thinking about your brother."

That child... really has a lively temperament, no wonder he can subdue a cold-hearted person like Fang Yan.

"Did he bother you?"

Chu Mingkun walked over quickly, sat down by the hospital bed, stretched out his hand to hold the man's icy palm, rubbed it carefully to warm it, and explained helplessly: "He has been noisy since he was a child, and he is the same at home, just like a big trumpet , we were all quarreled by him."

But obviously, with the addition of that big speaker, the house will be much more lively, and when that guy is away, they will feel a little more deserted.

Mu De squinted his eyes, and when he smiled, there were light lines in the corners of his eyes, which was really pretty, and he also agreed after hearing the words: "It's really noisy, but it's not too noisy."

He held the young man's palm instead, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Your brother... When he saw us last time, he was still full of hostility towards me. Why did his attitude change so much this time?"

It's nice to be recognized, but Mu De is still a little curious.

"I can't guess—"

Chu Mingkun shook his head, thinking it was funny: "His temper is out of character, who knows what's going on in his head? Anyway, I also think...he is very enthusiastic about you today."

Thinking of the hint from that guy before, Chu Mingkun couldn't help laughing out loud, a little suddenly: "Oh, yes, maybe it's because of guilt? That guy told me last time that when Fang Yan gets better, he wants to treat you to dinner." Things, count as an apology."

What happened last time, Fang Yan did not do it properly. He backhandedly tricked Mu De into it. If he relied on Mu De's previous temperament, he would definitely not let it go.

But he could clearly see that there was still a turning point in the matter. Whenever it involved the Chu family or Chu Mingkun, he would cover up all the edges and corners of the striker and deal with it gently.

No matter what you face or endure, you don't have any complaints.

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Mu De was a little surprised, "Did it mean Fang Yan, or him?"

Chu Mingkun didn't expect this person to care so much about his "big speaker", he was stunned, and shook his head, "I don't know about that."

He took off his shoes, went to the hospital bed to accompany the man, leaned over, and rubbed the back of the man's waist.

"You seem to care more about Xiaoheng's opinion than about my dad."

This person has been unable to eat and sleep well recently, and has lost some weight. Hearing from the people below, he often vomits, but facing himself, he always looks like everything is fine.

Chu Mingkun didn't even know what to do.

"I'm afraid he has seen me before, so I am a little scared."

The man lowered his head with a smile, and stroked the forehead hair of the person beside him, "What else? What are you thinking?"

Chu Mingkun pursed his lips and shook his head, "I didn't think about anything, I just felt a little strange, you said he had seen you before... what was it like? I'm a little curious, why don't you tell me! Ask him yourself."

To him, this person's past is a blank sheet of paper, never revealing half of it. Even if he can vaguely guess part of it, it is still hard to imagine what this person's past was like. How high-spirited.

The man frowned and paused for a moment, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he was not feeling well.

"What's wrong? It hurts again?"

Chu Mingkun was a little nervous, got up and hugged the man's back, and helped him lean against him, "Do you want to vomit?"

The man nodded slightly, his eyelashes drooping and trembling slightly.

Chu Mingkun hurried to fetch the basin.

Mu De didn't eat anything, but kept drinking water according to the doctor's orders, and tried his best to expel the stone by himself, so what he spit out now is basically clear water and gastric juice.

A hot feeling rolled down his throat, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he trembled from the pain.

Haven't felt this way in years.

In order not to cause trouble to others, he always pays great attention to maintaining his body, so as not to lose the chain at critical times and reduce the number of illnesses.

But this time, it was really menacing.

After he vomited, he rinsed his mouth with strength, and curled up in pain, dripping with cold sweat.

"Mude..."

Chu Mingkun was a little flustered, knowing that the doctor had told him that this person would definitely feel pain from time to time, but he couldn't help being at a loss when he was in the situation.

"It's okay... don't be afraid."

The man originally half-closed his eyes, gasped and endured, suddenly tilted his head, pinched Chu Mingkun's palm, his face was pale, fragile and handsome, like the best colored glaze, clear and fragile.

"Don't be afraid."

He smiled slightly with a gentle look on his face. Even at this time, he would take the lead in appeasing Chu Mingkun's emotions.

To him, this kind of pain was commonplace in the past, but now for many years, he has not endured it for a long time.

Chu Mingkun calmed down, feeling sore in his heart, the feeling that this person was in such pain, and he felt helpless while watching from the side made him feel very bad.

But for a moment, the man was keenly aware of his thoughts.

"Come here, come closer, give me a hug, I'm... a little cold."

The man smiled, with handsome features, and opened his arms to Chu Mingkun.