Unbearable

Feng Qi: I was pissed off.

There is no way to eat a bunch of grapes forever, especially the way Feng Qi eats it, Ji Zhonghan can't stand it.

After feeding the grapes, he carried the dishes to wash his buttocks like fire.

While washing the dishes, the temporary nurse invited by Jinghe was already in place. Ji Zhonghan shook the water drops on his hands, and when he went out, he saw Feng Qi asked the temporary nurse to move him to the wheelchair.

Feng Qi supported the wheelchair and said to him, "Let's go downstairs for a walk and enjoy the sun."

He nodded in agreement, consciously took the armrest of the wheelchair, and pushed Feng Qi downstairs into the garden.

The weather is fine, but Ji Zhonghan's cell phone vibrates a bit frequently.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced roughly, it was a message from Xu Wei, and asked him where he was, why he wasn't at home, and if he remembered that he had to check back today.

Feng Qi sat in the wheelchair, feeling the continuous movement: "Do you have other things to be busy?"

"Actually, I don't want you to waste your time with me all day. If you have a job, go do it." Feng Qi thoughtfully said.

Ji Zhonghan didn't know if Feng Qi was telling the truth, he and Feng Qi had been separated for many years, and when they met again, Feng Qi became such an awkward temper.

However, being so considerate has brought back the mature look he had when he was his brother.

Ji Zhonghan pushed the wheelchair to a chair, and sat down himself: "I don't have anything to do."

He never showed the appearance of wound pain in front of Feng Qi, mainly because his injury is not worth mentioning when Feng Qi has no one to help him, and he can't even get out of bed.

What's more, he wants to be with Feng Qi even more. More than half a month ago, the fear of losing Feng Qi still hangs over his heart like a shadow, and it will not go away for a while.

He went to touch Feng Qi's hand, but Feng Qi turned to lift his clothes: "I didn't see much yesterday."

Ji Zhonghan was startled, he lost his mind, and hurriedly turned his head to look around: "This is outside."

Feng Qi unbuttoned him, and when he blocked it, he frowned and cried out for pain, Ji Zhonghan didn't dare to move, and Feng Qi unbuttoned him from the neckline to the lower abdomen honestly.

Ji Zhonghan was mostly protected by Feng Qi, the only wound was on his shoulder, avoiding the vitals, the injury was not serious, the sutures had been removed, and the wound was still swollen.

Feng Qi lowered his hands, stared at the wound, and remained silent.

Ji Zhonghan buttoned himself up, and before he could speak, he heard Feng Qi say, "Go back and rest."

"What?" Ji Zhonghan asked in surprise.

Feng Qi: "I have a nurse here, I will keep someone to stay with me at night, I don't need you to accompany me."

Ji Zhonghan was surprised for a moment, then calmed down again: "This is not something you can decide."

Feng Qi was so blocked that he was almost speechless, Ji Zhonghan continued: "I can rest better here, you forgot, as long as I have you, I won't suffer from insomnia."

These words calmed Feng Qi's expression, and even made him uncontrollably relax: "So to you, I am the existence of sleeping pills?"

Ji Zhonghan felt that this metaphor was quite appropriate, and Feng Qi didn't look unhappy.

"Very good, I like to be your sleeping pill." Feng Qi hooked his fingers at Ji Zhonghan, and Ji Zhonghan moved his face towards him cooperatively, thinking that Feng Qi had something to say.

In view of Feng Qi's injury, Ji Zhonghan was used to leaning his face to listen to him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got close to Feng Qi, he saw Feng Qi wanting to kiss him.

Some patients were basking in the sun not far away, and I don't know if they will see them.

Ji Zhonghan hid back in surprise, Feng Qi didn't come to kiss him, so he was empty, and his face became visibly dissatisfied again.

But he didn't say anything, just looked at the sun in the sky irritably: "It's too hot, go back."

Ji Zhonghan: "..." Didn't you just want to come down to bask in the sun just now, because you'd be disgusted if you didn't kiss anyone?

"I'm just not used to making out outside." Ji Zhonghan explained.

Feng Qi leaned on the wheelchair, did not speak, and was not coaxed.

Ji Zhonghan thought for a while: "The main thing is that I'm in love for the first time, and I may not understand many things, so don't be angry, just teach me slowly, okay?"

Feng Qi opened his mouth, and for some reason, he became happy again: "Okay, I understand, I won't be outside next time."

Ji Zhonghan stood up, supported Feng Qi's wheelchair and began to walk.

Pass through the pool, bypass the shade of trees, and finally come to the back of a building.

Feng Qi thought that Ji Zhonghan was just pushing him to relax, but Ji Zhonghan stopped here and came to Feng Qi.Before Feng Qi could speak, he held the armrest with both hands, bent down, and kissed Feng Qi.

His kissing method is different from Feng Qi's. Feng Qi has always been very aggressive. When kissing, he is full of greed, ignoring all resistance, full of demands and desires.

In contrast, Ji Zhonghan is much gentler. When he seals relatives, he is always careful and hardly dares to use force.

It's like Feng Qi is extremely fragile, and Feng Qi at this moment is indeed fragile.

He just wanted to hug Ji Zhonghan, clasp the back of this man's neck, and teach him that kissing between men should not be so gentle, but to do whatever they want more brazenly.

Then their kiss was interrupted by Feng Qi's painful cry.

Ji Zhonghan hastily ended the brief intimacy: "Are you okay, did you hurt the wound? I'll send you back now for the nurse to have a look at."

Feng Qi's face darkened, but he had to admit that he really couldn't do it right now.

Ji Zhonghan is now like a peeled grape, he has delivered himself to his mouth, and he can't even eat it.

After sending Feng Qi back to the ward, Ji Zhonghan called the nurse to check it carefully, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no problem.

Ji Zhonghan sat down, and Feng Qi spread his hands in front of him to hold hands.

He deliberately said: "Haven't we not confirmed the relationship yet?"

"You can hold hands even if you're not a couple," Feng Qi said confidently.

Ji Zhonghan originally thought that Feng Qi should be the type who needs to confirm the relationship immediately.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi unexpectedly has a sense of formality, saying that if he wants to confess his love in a romantic place, he must only become a couple at that time.

Of course, apart from the verbal name, Feng Qi doesn't object to doing things between lovers now.

Ji Zhonghan took his hand and looked at the special white tattoo on it. Only a dark skin like Feng Qi could set off the white paint.

But if you look closely, you will find that there are scars hidden under the snake.

Ji Zhonghan touched it carefully with his fingertips: "When did you get this injury?"

"When going to the airport."

Feng Qi had an accident while overtaking, fell off with the car and almost died under the wheel.

In addition to hurting the knee, there is also a long scar on the hand.

At that time, you needed to wear cycling gloves to block the blood stains.

Ji Zhonghan pushed the hospital gown away, and stroked it up inch by inch.The snake tattoo is very long, stretching from the back of the hand all the way to the arm.Those old wounds were covered with new ones.

In the future, this body will ache in more than one place when it rains.

Ji Zhonghan's eyes were slightly red: "On the day of the accident, I dreamed that you carried me home. You asked me to go back by myself and said that you would not accompany me."

His voice was trembling, and he needed to take a few breaths to complete a sentence.

A drop of moisture landed on Feng Qi's tattoo, followed by tears like rain.

For so many days, Ji Zhonghan didn't cry.

But at this moment, looking at Feng Qi in front of him, Feng Qi who was still alive, Ji Zhonghan seemed to cry out the fear of these days.

Feng Qi followed those tears and held Ji Zhonghan's face: "Okay, don't cry."

"You're not a crybaby, what's wrong?" Feng Qi tried to coax Ji Zhonghan with a relaxed tone.

It's a pity that the effect was very poor, Ji Zhonghan still shed tears silently, just trying not to sob.

"I heard you in the car and told me you regretted it."

"Actually, I also regret it very much. If there is a chance, the last time I spent with you, it turned out that I was angry with you." Speaking of this, Ji Zhonghan's whole heart trembled.

It was at that moment that Ji Zhonghan realized that in the face of life and death, nothing was important.

"Dreams are always reversed, well, am I not in front of you right now?" Feng Qi coaxed him.

Ji Zhonghan took a breath and held back his tears: "Yes, fortunately you are fine."

Feng Qi looked at him quietly for a while: "Actually, I also had a dream that night."

Ji Zhonghan's heart twitched, Feng Qi was critically ill twice that night, did Feng Qi dream of something bad?

Sure enough, Feng Qi said: "I dreamed that I was dead, and you all came to my funeral."

Ji Zhonghan's face paled: "Don't talk nonsense."

Feng Qi continued casually: "Your hair has been cut like now, and you are still holding a bouquet of flowers."

Ji Zhonghan subconsciously touched his sideburns, only to feel that his hair was cut at the wrong time, which was very unlucky, and it even matched Feng Qi's dream.

Feng Qi's voice gradually became deeper: "Then I saw you were very sad. You were always depressed in those days. You hid in the room alone and didn't see anyone. You didn't think about food and drink, and you lost a lot of weight very quickly."

This dream became more and more reasonable, so reasonable that Ji Zhonghan was a little surprised.

However, the subsequent development took a sharp turn for the worse.

"The people around you used many methods to help you get out, and in the end you chose to travel alone."

"On the way to travel, you met the proprietress of an inn. She was young and her husband died."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qi looked at Ji Zhonghan quietly: "You are also young, and your lover died."

"You are sick and sympathetic to each other, and soon you will cherish each other and be together."

Ji Zhonghan only felt that this dream was getting more and more outrageous. He wanted to interrupt Feng Qi several times, but seeing Feng Qi's resentful eyes, he swallowed the words again.

"Not long after, you married the proprietress of the inn. You had a son and a daughter, and you also raised a dog."

"Xu Wei came to see you, and even chatted with you about me, saying that she thought you would never come out again, but now that you are doing well, she is relieved."

It was clearly Feng Qi's dream, but Ji Zhonghan felt that Feng Qi's description was too real, and this was really what Xu Wei might say.

Feng Qi showed a smile, but this smile is dangerous no matter how you look at it: "Tell Xu Wei that some things should always be let go, and some people should forget."

Ji Zhonghan: "..."

"I was thinking at the time, even if I die and go to hell, I will crawl out and take you away with me." Feng Qi said with a smile.