Unbearable

Feng Qi doesn't remember him?What does this mean? The place where Feng Qi was injured was not his brain. Why did he suddenly lose his memory? It was still a selective amnesia.

Ji Zhonghan only thought it was absurd, so absurd that he didn't dare to open the door in front of him immediately.

Xu Wei didn't lie, during the period when Ji Zhonghan was cleaning up the hotel, she had already visited Feng Qi.

But Feng Qi had no impression of Ji Zhonghan's name. Xu Wei thought that Feng Qi had lost his memory, but he didn't expect that Feng Qi just forgot Ji Zhonghan.

After listening to Xu Wei's description, Ji Zhonghan remained silent for a long time.

Then he asked Xu Wei: "Is anyone in his ward?"

Xu Wei nodded, and Ji Zhonghan said slowly, "Then I'll come back later."

He turned around, and when he shuffled away, he heard Xu Wei calling him, but Ji Zhonghan didn't look back.

This wait is to wait until nightfall.After Lin Jin had left, Ji Zhonghan quietly came to the door of Feng Qi's room.

He hesitated whether to go in, but if he didn't go in, the visiting time would have passed.

Ji Zhonghan raised his hand and knocked on the door, and waited for a voice from inside to come in, before Ji Zhonghan pushed the door open and entered.

He was as polite as a visitor, even carrying a bag of fruit in his hand.

In the general ward, he has been here many times, and every time his relatives lie on it.

Now, Feng Qi was leaning on the raised head of the bed, originally facing out the window, only turned his head when he heard the movement at the door.

Ji Zhonghan kept his eyes on Feng Qi, unwilling to miss the slightest expression on his face.

When he saw Feng Qi showing some doubts, as if he was looking at someone he didn't know, Ji Zhonghan's heart continued to sink.

He came to the hospital bed, put the fruit on the bedside table, and smiled: "You're awake."

Before Feng Qi could speak, Ji Zhonghan took the initiative to say: "I heard, you don't remember me."

Ji Zhonghan was not in a hurry to introduce himself, but took out the apples from the bag, washed them, and found a fruit knife.

He sat on the side and peeled the fruit slowly. Because of the injury, he moved slowly, and his hands trembled slightly: "I am Ji Zhonghan, the season's season, my heartfelt heart, the cold air's cold."

He never thought that one day he would introduce himself so seriously, and the person he would introduce would still be Feng Qi.

After listening to his words, Feng Qi seemed to react and said: "So it was you."

Ji Zhonghan said gently: "Did they mention me to you?"

Feng Qi looked away, unwilling to say more: "They said I was here to save you.

After that, there is no need for Feng Qi to say, Ji Zhonghan also understands.

Maybe it was because he was too reluctant to peel the fruit, Feng Qi said: "Don't peel it."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Zhonghan's hand was cut by the knife, and the blood smeared on the flesh, which made Feng Qi subconsciously want to move his body, but he pulled the affected area and groaned.

Ji Zhonghan quickly put the fruit and knife aside, and looked at Feng Qi nervously: "What's wrong? Do you want to call the nurse in?"

Feng Qi looked at the blood on his hand with a bad face: "No need, you deal with yourself first."

Ji Zhonghan casually took a paper towel and pressed it on the wound, it was treated.

"We've known each other since we were very young. I live next door to your house." Ji Zhonghan said softly, mainly because he really told Feng Qi that he didn't know where to start.

Feng Qi didn't seem to want to catch up with him, nor was he interested in knowing anything about him.He reached out to pick up the remote control that adjusted the bed next to him, and politely said to Ji Zhonghan: "It's getting late."

Ji Zhonghan glanced at the time, it was indeed getting late.

"Then I'll come see you tomorrow?" Ji Zhonghan said.

Feng Qi responded perfunctorily, and Ji Zhonghan didn't feel much sorry for Feng Qi's attitude.

Because Feng Qi didn't remember him, so there was nothing strange about his attitude.

To Feng Qi, he was just a stranger, and a strange one at that.Feng Qi didn't know why his former self wanted to save him, and he also lost the feeling that for Feng Qi, the pain was greater than the joy.

Amnesia may not be a bad thing for Feng Qi.

When Ji Zhonghan reached the door, he stopped.

He held on to the doorknob and didn't go out for a long time.

Ji Zhonghan suddenly turned his head and went back and forth, causing Feng Qi, who had already placed half of the bed, to freeze.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" After Ji Zhonghan said this, he saw Feng Qi's eyes widen in surprise.

Ji Zhonghan took the initiative to move the escort's small bed out of the room, put it next to Feng Qi's bed, and said brazenly: "It used to be like this, sleep together."

He wasn't lying, they used to sleep together a lot.

Feng Qi stared at him like he was looking at a monster.

Ji Zhonghan didn't care, he kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed: "Did they tell you, why did you save me?"

Feng Qi looked at him: "Because you are my childhood friend."

This answer was summed up from Ji Zhonghan's narration just now. It seems that except for Xu Wei, no one mentioned him to Feng Qi, whether it was Lin Jin, Feng Xinglu, or even Wen Yuan.

Ji Zhonghan lay on the small bed, and he tried to change a few positions before he lay on his side facing Feng Qi with difficulty.

Feng Qi seemed dissatisfied with his self-assessment: "I want to rest alone."

Ji Zhonghan blinked: "I won't disturb you, I don't move when I sleep."

"You said that I was very good when I slept." Ji Zhonghan explained, Feng Qi did say such a thing, many years ago.

Feng Qi frowned even tighter: "You..."

Ji Zhonghan didn't want to make Feng Qi angry, he sat up and said, "You saved me because we are not just friends."

Feng Qi still had a sullen face, Ji Zhonghan wanted to say that we are lovers.

But just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered that before the accident, Feng Qi hadn't confessed to him successfully, nor had they confirmed their relationship.

There is nothing between them.

Does he want to tell Feng Qi that because you like me, you don't want to die, just to save me?

Seeing his hesitant expression, Feng Qi didn't know why, but his expression became better: "Okay, no matter how good a friend is, you can't sleep in the same room."

"I don't know how brotherly we used to be, but now..."

Before Feng Qi could finish speaking, Ji Zhonghan held his hand: "It's not brotherly love."

Ji Zhonghan's face was a little tight, but also a little hot: "We are lovers."

After all, Feng Qi can't remember anymore, and Ji Zhonghan can say whatever he wants.

Feng Qi looked at Ji Zhonghan from his held hand, as if he was choked.

Ji Zhonghan ignored him and said: "No brother will sleep together, but we are not brothers, but lovers."

He had thought that after such words were spoken, Feng Qi would be surprised and unacceptable, and would even think that he was a psychopath.

But Feng Qi didn't, and just said to him: "Where's the evidence?"

"What?" Ji Zhonghan asked in surprise.

Feng Qi looked at his face for a while, and then said frivolously: "The face is the type I like, but you can't rely on me forgetting something now, just talk nonsense."

Feng Qi withdrew his hand from Ji Zhonghan's palm, he was so injured that it was very difficult to pull his hand: "I understand your feelings, you think I saved you, so you are very moved, and want to agree with me. "

"No..." Ji Zhonghan wanted to explain, but was roughly interrupted by Feng Qi: "But even if you want to make a promise with your body, I have to accept it or not."

Ji Zhonghan withdrew his hand helplessly: "But we...'

Feng Qi was lying on the pillow, eyes lowered lazily: "You say we are lovers, what proof do you have, couple photos, rings, or chat records and voices? Do you have these things?"

Feng Qi had just woken up, and he was exhausted enough to talk so much with Ji Zhonghan.

He breathed lightly, waiting wearily for Ji Zhonghan's answer.

Ji Zhonghan did not have evidence, and he could not provide it.

Seeing that Ji Zhonghan was speechless for a long time, Feng Qi closed his eyes: "Okay, you go back, don't waste time with me."

Ji Zhonghan remained silent for a long time before softly saying, "It's not a waste of time."

Feng Qi closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and ignored him.

Ji Zhonghan didn't want to leave just like that: "How can you trust me?"

Feng Qi still ignored him, Ji Zhonghan stood up and put the little bed back.He made a lot of noise, but Feng Qi never opened his eyes.

After tidying up the crib, Ji Zhonghan stood beside Feng Qi's bed.

Feng Qi kept his eyes closed, but he could still hear the movement in the ward.He didn't hear footsteps, but felt that the bedside suddenly sank, and a hand touched his leg.

The fingertips face inward, and a little higher is the private part.

Feng Qi suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you doing!"

Ji Zhonghan was taken aback by his tone, and seeing Feng Qi's surprised face, he quickly took his hand back, expressing that he hadn't done anything.

Feng Qi pressed his quilt tightly: "I warn you, if you don't leave, I will call someone in."

Only then did Ji Zhonghan realize that Feng Qi had misunderstood something, and he was a little dumbfounded at the moment.

To be honest, it's a bit funny that Feng Qi looks like this and says he wants to call someone.

And looking at Feng Qi's defense, it seems that he is going to do something to Feng Qi.

Before it became clear, Feng Qi had always been the one who did things to him.

Ji Zhonghan suddenly realized, yes, Feng Qi always took the initiative to treat him in the past, does this mean that he should also take the initiative?

Like physical contact, or...

He set his eyes on Feng Qi's face, Feng Qi instinctively grabbed the quilt tightly, and said sternly: "I really want to call a nurse, you..." As soon as he finished speaking, he gasped.

Because Ji Zhonghan started to unbutton his buttons.

The buttons on the collar, which were always tightly buttoned, were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the neck, collarbone, and chest, and then Ji Zhonghan stopped.

He found that Feng Qi hadn't made a sound for a long time, so he couldn't help looking at Feng Qi, but he saw Feng Qi staring at his chest, how can I say the expression on his face, as if there was a kind of disbelief in the shock, and a little anticipation in the panic.

What is Feng Qi looking forward to?

After Ji Zhonghan loosened the neckline, he unbuttoned the cuff buttons and rolled up the sleeves.

After adjusting his attire to make it easier to move, Ji Zhonghan approached Feng Qi. Taking advantage of Feng Qi's serious injuries and unable to escape for the time being, he held the other's face, aimed at his lips, and kissed him.