Unbearable

Feng Qi's lips were not as moist and soft as before, because of the injury, they became a little dry.

At this time, the lips that were slightly parted due to fright gave Ji Zhonghan an opportunity to take advantage of it.

He didn't dare to put any weight on Feng Qi's body, relying entirely on the strength of his waist to support his movements.

Ji Zhonghan knew that Feng Qi couldn't move, and even when he sat up a little, he relied on the liftable hospital bed.Not to mention avoiding his kisses, he was mean.

Feng Qi has been injured so badly that his once perfect body will definitely be scarred now. Even if he can continue to work as a model, it may not be as high in commercial value as he was at his peak.

What's more, there are still many unknown sequelae. The leg injured in the car accident still hurts today.

During the kiss, Ji Zhonghan couldn't concentrate at all, and all kinds of concerns and worries filled Feng Qi's mind after he woke up.

In the past, as long as Feng Qi survived, it was enough, but now he is starting to worry about Feng Qi's future difficulties.

He didn't kiss seriously enough, and his lips just rubbed against Feng Qi's lips without skill, not to mention his tongue, which he didn't know where to put, cautiously penetrated into Feng Qi's teeth, and quickly retracted.

Soon, Feng Qi closed his teeth, effectively rejecting Ji Zhonghan.

Ji Zhonghan turned his face back, but not too much, still maintaining an ambiguous distance, feeling each other's breath.

He looked into Feng Qi's eyes, but found that Feng Qi's eyes were closed tightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ji Zhonghan couldn't help laughing at this appearance, he felt really cute: "How about it, do you remember anything?"

Feng Qi opened his eyes, met Ji Zhonghan's gaze, and was silent for a while: "You are sexual harassment."

Ji Zhonghan's cheeks were burning hot at Feng Qi's words. Thinking about Feng Qi's current situation, the forced kiss of the person he saved after amnesia is indeed a kind of harassment.

Feng Qi might be really tired, his voice was much weaker, and he leaned on the pillow wearily: "Go back."

Ji Zhonghan didn't know how to deal with the current situation, but Feng Qi said he was tired, so he couldn't just let it go and affect the patient's mood.

But he couldn't bear it. When he was with Feng Qi, he had never experienced such emotions.

He is very slow, in a sense, this slowness is like a kind of soft knife, which has been sharpened for a long time, but he still hasn't noticed it.

When you find out that you like someone, you are absolutely reluctant to leave him for too long.

Feng Qi once said that he didn't like the way he left with his back turned, and now he really felt the pain in this sentence.

He is like a clam with a stubborn temper. He was unwilling to open it for Feng Qi for a long time, until he was pried open by an accident. He wanted to give away what he hadn't given and what he should have given, but Feng Qi did not. no more.

He didn't hear him get up and leave, so Feng Qi opened his eyes and looked this way, his eyes were weak, not as hot as before.

Feng Qi seemed to be thinking about what words to use to persuade the person who broke into his ward to leave.

Only after thinking for a long time, Feng Qi said in a hoarse voice: "Stop making trouble."

Ji Zhonghan didn't understand at first, Feng Qi added slowly: "You don't even know how to kiss a man."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qi pressed the calling bell beside the bed.

The nurse came very quickly, and under the watchful eyes of several people, Ji Zhonghan was forced to leave the ward.

The ward closed in front of him, and the nurse politely advised him to go back, as the visiting hours were over.

The door in front of him was easy to push open, and Ji Zhonghan knew clearly that his future difficulties did not lie in this door, not in the visiting time stipulated by the hospital, but in sealing relatives.

Feng Qi was unwilling to accept him.

Ji Zhonghan still doesn't fully believe that Feng Qi lost his memory, Feng Qi just erased his existence from his life.

He had a dull pain in his finger, and the pain traveled along the fingertips, to the pulse, and invaded the heart, and the most vulnerable place hurt inch by inch.

Before the nurse's eyes became more vigilant, Ji Zhonghan left the ward.

Back at the hotel, Ji Zhonghan set the alarm clock and lay down on the bed.

He is now forcing himself to fall asleep on the bed, but it is far from the moment when he held Feng Qi's hand in the ward to let him relax.

He was actually discharged early because he couldn't sleep in the hospital.

Instead of relying on a large number of sleeping pills, it is better to rent a room in a hotel near the hospital and return to the hospital for regular checkups.

But this frequent running around is not conducive to the improvement of his injury.

He is in much better condition than Feng Qi, but after all, he has undergone an operation.

The physical pain and the bad mood made him very uncomfortable and unable to sleep.

Xu Wei had already put his luggage in the original hotel and moved it all over for him.

Naturally, the show was also suspended, and he had to be compensated by insurance.

With such a big accident, Feng Qi must not be able to continue filming. Xu Wei said that the program team is already in contact with new judges.

Although he could guess the result, Ji Zhonghan still felt sorry for Feng Qi.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Ji Zhonghan sat up, endured and endured, and came to the wardrobe, and took out a windbreaker from it.This windbreaker was the last time Feng Qi tore his clothes and gave him his coat.Ji Zhonghan forgot about it later and didn't return it.

Now I'm glad I kept this dress. Although the windbreaker jacket has been washed, the original smell still remains on it.

Ji Zhonghan returned to the bed with his windbreaker coat in his arms. He hugged the coat and buried his face in the placket.After a while, sleepiness surged up, and Ji Zhonghan was still a little dazed when he was woken up by the alarm clock of his mobile phone.

I can't believe that he actually fell asleep just by hugging Feng Qi's clothes.

Time is urgent, and Ji Zhonghan can't think too much, so he can only wait for the next time he meets with Lin Yu for consultation, and then ask him if he is alright now, or if he is already much better.

After he washed up, he went around to the kitchen of the suite.This kitchen utensil is very simple and can only cook some ordinary dishes.

Ji Zhonghan didn't know how to cook too much, he hurriedly cooked a pot of chicken soup according to the recipes on the Internet, put it in a thermos, and hurried to the hospital.

The sky hadn't fully dawned yet, and Ji Zhonghan didn't dare to go find Feng Qi right away, fearing that Feng Qi was sleeping, which would affect his rest.

Holding the thermos, he slowed down when he saw the entrance of the hospital from a distance.

From the hotel to the hospital, you have to walk through a snack street. At this time, the breakfast stalls have been set up, and the aroma of the food is wafting in the air. Everything smells better than Ji Zhonghan's cooking.

So his footsteps became more and more hesitant, and finally he bought some non-greasy breakfast on the side of the road, which Feng Qi used to like very much.

Perhaps because I often have to bring flowers to the hospital, there is a flower shop next to the hospital.

When Ji Zhonghan went in with several bags of things, the wound was already slightly painful.

He changed the direction of the heavy object in his hand, and said to the shopkeeper who was carrying out the flowers, "Hi, are you open now?"

The shop owner didn't seem very old, and when he looked back at Ji Zhonghan, he smiled: "Not yet, but if you want flowers, handsome guy, you can take a look first."

Ji Zhonghan is seldom shy, or shy, but now he shows this emotion in front of this girl who looks younger than him: "I want a bouquet of flowers for..."

He paused for a moment, then said firmly, "Give it to my boyfriend."

Ji Zhonghan remembered that time when he and Feng Qi were in Lin Yu's hospital, and Feng Qi was like this, introducing him to the fans who took photos with him.

He is a lover, a boyfriend, and a lover.

When the words leave the tip of the tongue, it seems that there is an invisible force, so that Ji Zhonghan can't even feel the discomfort in his body.

His heart beat slightly faster, and he repeated to the shopkeeper: "I want to send my boyfriend, please wrap me a bouquet of flowers."

The shopkeeper opened her eyes in surprise, but soon she realized that she had lost her composure, and quickly stood up: "Do you want roses? I just got a batch of roses, and they are blooming very well."

In the end, Ji Zhonghan walked out of the shop with a bouquet of bright red roses in his arms.

After entering the hospital, Ji Zhonghan came outside Feng Qi's ward.

He sat quietly on the chair outside and waited. The nurse should come to check on Feng Qi's situation in the morning, and he would go in at that time so as not to wake Feng Qi up.

I don't know if Feng Qi is better today, or if he will feel helpless when he sees him.

Ji Zhonghan doesn't want to act like a stalker, but it's impossible if he doesn't do anything.After all, the current Feng Qi, no matter whether he has forgotten it or not, will never come towards him again.

He affirmed it from the kiss last night, if Feng Qi didn't forget, he should respond to him.

In fact, Ji Zhonghan now hopes that Feng Qi really has amnesia, otherwise Feng Qi has tried his best to pretend to have amnesia, and there is only one reason left, that is, Feng Qi doesn't want to be with him.

The corridor was very quiet, and a handful of sunlight fell on the corridor with the sunrise.

Dust floated in the sunlight and fell on the bright red rose, the petals were covered with fresh dew, which wet Ji Zhonghan's arms when it came, making the place slightly cool.

That bit of coolness didn't dispel Ji Zhonghan's drowsiness.

He went to bed too late and woke up too early.

The back of his head was leaning against the wall of the hospital, and it took him an unknown amount of time before he was woken up by the nurse's door closing.

Holding a tray in her hand, the nurse looked at the pale young man in front of her, and stood up from the chair with great movements. After walking a few steps, she remembered something, turned around and took the thermos cup and flowers, as well as those who had changed. Cold breakfast.

After the young man nodded politely at her, he wanted to bypass her and walk into the ward behind her.

The nurse stopped him and said, "Sir, what are you going to do?"

The young man stopped, and nervously showed her a pleading smile: "I just want to go in and have a look, and I won't stay for long."

The nurse shook her head: "That's not what I meant. It's just that the patients inside were transferred last night, and there's no one inside, don't you know?"

She saw the flowers fall from the man's arms and hit the ground, scattered into branches.