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I stayed in the hospital for a full 20 days, and my body gradually recovered, but the scars were still there, and I couldn't return to Vito's side for a while.Fortunately, Zhou Zhou is taking care of her. Zhou Zhou is a girl. Although she has never been a mother, she is more careful than a man. I am most at ease in entrusting Vito to her.

The only consolation is that although Abao is perverted, he didn't touch my face, so I can rest assured to make a video call with Vito.

When I was discharged from the hospital, my whereabouts became a problem.

It's not that there is no place to go, but everyone wants me to go to him.

Xue Qing has always regarded me as his responsibility. After all, I came to country Z because of his affairs. In his mind, I was the person he was covering, and it was his fault that something happened. The number of meetings was actually more than the previous months combined.So when I was able to leave the hospital, he naturally wanted me to go and rest with him.

But Yan Minglang and Yan Minghe wanted me to go back with them.

I stayed in the hospital for 20 days, and Yan Minghe stayed with me for a full 20 days. I know he is very busy sometimes, but he leaves everything to the people below. He will insist that I go to him. Not surprisingly, even after getting along with him for a long time, I actually feel more comfortable with him than with Chen Jin who also likes me but was rejected by me.

It's just that I didn't expect that Yan Minglang would show up at the hospital on the day I was discharged and wanted to take me home.

As a result, three figures who can call the wind and rain in this city gather together, and the dean and director are trembling with smiling faces.

The last three men who were accustomed to giving orders looked at me, and finally thought that I should first seek the opinion of the person involved in this matter.

To be honest, I am also quite helpless. I can choose anyone, but it is not right to choose anyone.

In the end, I could only whisper, "Actually, I—"

"No." The three said almost in unison.

Xue Qing said: "Shaw, it was my mistake this time, and I must compensate you. You live with me, and I try to spare as much time as possible, not for work, but to spend time with you. We have known each other I've been treating you for a long time, and you know that I almost treat you like a half-son, so just listen to me this time, and I don't feel at ease whoever I ask you to go to."

Xue Qing has always been nice to me and to Vito, but he was a little polite after all. I didn't expect him to say such words suddenly, and I couldn't help being moved. How could I let such a big man treat me like this.

Before I could speak, Yan Minghe said: "Uncle Xue, as an old man, you can chat and play with him, not to mention that there are too many people coming and going in and out of your place. On the contrary, the environment in my place is good and there are no visitors. During this time, Shaw has been I'll accompany you, and you should go back with me."

Yan Minglang glanced over the two of them, and his eyes fell on me.

"Shaw is slow to develop, so he may not be used to living in your place." He didn't say much, but he said what was on my mind all of a sudden, "Besides, it's close to the bookstore, so I can drive him to take a look at Vito from a distance."

Yan Minghe "cut": "It's just to watch Vito, I can do it too."

"It's too far from you, his current body is not suitable for long-term driving."

"Then you are wrong, I also have a house near the bookstore."

"Okay, okay," I interrupted them helplessly, and if they continued to quarrel like this, it would probably be dark, "Mr. Xue, this matter has nothing to do with you, you really did nothing wrong, don't let it go." In my heart," I glanced at Yan Minghe, he suddenly became happy, his expression was full of joy and anger, a bit like a child, but I finally said, "Since you don't trust me, then I won't live alone, Let's go to Yan Minglang's."

Yan Minghe lowered his face and glared at Yan Minglang.

I smiled at him, he scratched his hair, lost his temper, and finally didn't say anything.

I am willing to go to Yan Minglang's place, of course Vito is the main reason, and secondly, I don't have to worry about him touching me now that I am like this.

Packed up his things and left the hospital. Before going home, Yan Minglang deliberately went to the bookstore and let me stay in the car. He got out of the car, walked into the bookstore, and walked out after a while holding Vito.

The window was covered with a one-way see-through film. Yan Minglang brought Vito directly to the side of the car, opened the door, and took the cake bought on the way from the passenger seat. He glanced at me, turned around, left the door open, and squatted Talk to Vito in front of him.

"Are you used to living with Aunt Zhou Zhou?"

Vito nodded obediently.

"Do you have to be obedient?"

"I won't trouble her. Uncle Yan, when will my father come back?" We have never been separated before, and he must not be used to being apart for such a long time.

"It will take a while, can you wait for such a long time?"

Vito bit his lip, his eyes were a little red, but he didn't cry. He nodded and said, "Uncle Yan, I miss Dad. But I dare not tell him, I know he must miss me too. I've never seen Dad Cry, but I think if I say it, he will cry before me."

Yan Minglang straightened his collar for him, and smiled: "You are great, dad...your dad will be proud of you. If you need anything, Uncle Yan will bring it to you tomorrow."

He shook his head.

Like me, Vito does not pursue much, and rarely has too many extravagant expectations.More than anything, what he needs most now is me, but he knows that I cannot appear in front of him right away, so he is not interested in anything.

Yan Minglang sent him back to the store, I wiped away my tears, but he was still stunned when he got into the car.I turned my head to look at the car window, only to find that the corners of my eyes seemed to be a little red.

After driving the car into the garage and parking it, Yan Minglang opened the car door and reached out to hug me.I didn't quarrel with him, and I was carried into a wheelchair by him.

My body hasn't fully recovered yet, so I can only rely on a wheelchair for the time being, but I don't go out, and the wheelchair is useless.

After entering the house, Yan Minglang prepared lunch, and I followed in the wheelchair, trying to help him choose dishes.He glanced at me, said nothing, pushed me to the side of the table, placed the green vegetables that needed to be processed in front of me, and handed me a few more containers.

He stood in front of the cooking table with his back to me. Since that day, we haven't seen much, let alone talked.

After finishing lunch in silence, Yan Minglang carried me upstairs and put me on the bed.

"Go to sleep first, I'll go to the study, call me when you wake up."

I nodded, he watched me lie down on the bed, covered me with the quilt, opened the door and went out.

The sheets and quilt should have just been changed, and it smelled of fresh laundry detergent and sunshine, but the smell of Yan Minglang was everywhere. In this house, his shadow was everywhere.

Although I have only lived here for less than a year, everything here is so vividly engraved in my memory. I used to think that I even forgot Yan Minglang's appearance, but in fact, I remember everything. Even his subtle smell can be distinguished.

In fact, I don't want to sleep. I always have nightmares when I fall asleep. Perhaps this familiar smell reassures me. I lie on the bed and fall asleep, and it is rare to even sleep without dreams.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, he found a figure above him.

I was startled, and my body trembled involuntarily.

The figure retreated suddenly, followed by the sound of turning on the lights.My eyes couldn't adapt to the light for a while, so I closed them, opened them again, and saw Yan Minglang standing by the bed, frowning slightly.

I looked out the window and it was dark.

"I slept all afternoon?"

He said "hmm" and didn't speak, just stood there and looked at me.

I turned to look at him suspiciously, and he turned his face away and asked me, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

I go to bed when I’m full, and eat again when I wake up. Although I eat delicious food, I don’t feel hungry yet.

"Let's make it later, your porridge is very good."

He nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Do you want to go to the study to read a book?"

I nodded, he picked up his coat and put it on me, and carried me into the study.

There is a sofa and a round marble table in front of the bookshelf. Yan Minglang put me on the sofa. The cushions are soft, and I feel as if I sink into it as soon as I sit on it. It is extremely comfortable.

"What do you want to read?" He asked me standing by the bookshelf.

I glanced up and down the rows of books and finally settled on a collection of essays.He took it down for me, picked two more and put them on the round table in front of me.

I lowered my head to read a book, he walked out, and came in with a bowl of soup after a while.

The soup is very clear, there is no oil, it should be chicken soup, very delicious.

I drank it all in one gulp and handed him the empty bowl, and he took it out to wash it and came back, sitting behind the desk to work.

After an unknown amount of time, when I raised my head again, I happened to see Yan Minglang looking at me.His eyes flickered, but he didn't deliberately hide it, but his eyes looked complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I sighed inwardly.

Neither of us mentioned that incident, but I know that he was not afraid of taking responsibility, but he had already personally condemned himself, and felt that mentioning it to me would only add to my troubles.

In fact, that incident was not as terrible to me as he imagined. I am always sensitive and afraid of other people's small actions, but as I said to Lan Qing, I didn't do anything wrong, I was wrong It's someone else, why should I torture myself for someone else's fault?

It's not terrible for my body to be played with. What's terrible is that I can't get out of it.It's just a bunch of toys, a bunch of dead things, as long as it's not human, I'm still clean, what am I afraid of?All I fear is violence and perverted sadism.

I knew that my shivering when I woke up just now must have stabbed him in the heart.

All things being equal, even though he has hurt me in the past, I don't resent him that much in this case.

"I told you to take care of your relationship with Lan Qing, right?"

He tensed up, probably thinking that I was going to start questioning him, but I changed the subject and continued: "But with Lan Qing's personality, it's useless for others to do anything. I can see that he admits death. Who can do this kind of thing?" I can't blame you, so I don't blame you, don't make a face that owes me something all day long, you do owe me a lot, but it's not about this."

"Shaw..."

"Find a lover in the future to keep your eyes open, you are such a smart person, why..." After a pause, I didn't continue.

Because I quickly realized that the reason why he chose Lan Qing, as Lan Qing said, was because he was very similar to me six years ago.

It's just that I still find it strange that no matter how Yan Minglang wakes up and finds out that he loves me, but based on what I know about him, he is definitely not someone who would find a substitute. This kind of thing is too unreasonable.

Lan Qing said that Chen Lun gave him to Yan Minglang.

He also said that Yan Minglang loved him very much.

He said a lot of weird things, I still can't figure it out, but the person in front of me is the best object of confusion.

I couldn't help asking him: "You and Lan Qing, what's going on?"

He took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and played with them. My eyes fell on those glasses, and suddenly an idea formed in my mind.When did his car accident happen?Maybe something to do with this?

Sure enough, as if he knew what I was thinking, Yan Minglang's opening remarks started here.

"Six years ago, the day you left home, I had a car accident..."