My Bai Yueguang and I became rivals in love

"Very...pretty good,"

"It's the wound on the back of the head that needs regular dressing changes, and then some medicine."

"...I'll be fine in a month, and I don't even have a concussion."

After Jiang Che stammered, he felt a warm palm covering the back of his neck.

Xu Wushi's slender fingers wrapped around his slender neck, pinching him gently, as if comforting, but also as punishment.

Jiang Che was very disturbed.

He was just blind and couldn't distinguish his position by hearing the voice. He was afraid that Xu Wushi would find out if he kept silent, so he quickly lowered his head and changed the subject, "Why have you been paying the money for so long?"

The long fingers on the neck suddenly tightened, Jiang Che couldn't help but frowned in pain, and in the next second he felt Xu Wushi let go of his strength, and slowly leaned his head on his shoulder.

"After paying the money, I recorded a statement downstairs for a while, and the judiciary has already formally prosecuted Xu Simeng and Bai Yiyue."

It's only been an hour or two since the incident, and the efficiency of the people's police is much higher than he imagined, it's simply amazing speed.

Jiang Che pursed his lips, remembering what Xu Simeng said in the warehouse, and then remembering that Xu Wushi didn't need to go to the police station to cooperate with the investigation at all, so he asked with some uncertainty: "Did I do something unnecessary again? ?”

What he regularly sent to Xu Wushi was a remote control recording, and there was no address in it.

But Xu Wushi was not only able to find him, but the timing was so accurate, it was obvious that he was well prepared.

Xu Wushi's thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on Jiang Che's pale and thin wrist resting on his knee.

It was stained a little with blood, and it had dried out.

The dark red blood color made the light blue blood vessels on the inner side of the wrist extraordinarily fragile. He stretched out his hand and slowly held that part of the wrist in the palm of his hand.

"No, you're doing fine."

The hospital is full of people coming and going, so it's not a good place to talk. Xu Wushi took Jiang Che to stand up, "Let's go home, and talk slowly when we go back."

Jiang Che was very nervous, because his field of vision was pitch black, he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, and he didn't know where to go.

So he took a step and paused, which was worse than a child who just knew how to walk.

Probably because he felt that he was walking too slowly, Xu Wushi suddenly grabbed his hand and lowered his body.

Jiang Che was caught off guard, first he felt an arm stretched across his knees, and then his legs were separated and stuck to his broad back.

It is better to be carried behind the back than to touch blindly.

Jiang Che relaxed his tense muscles and stretched his arms forward.

After crossing Xu Wushi's neck and finding a comfortable position to lay down, he tilted his head and asked softly, "You won't hit me when you go back, will you?"

As soon as I finished asking, I felt my thigh was twisted.

Xu Wushi picked him up, "It's hard to say, you better not let me find out what else you did."

"there is none left,"

Jiang Che was a little guilty, and pouted his mouth to kiss Xu Wushi's cheek, like a kitten who only wants to please its master, "If you really want to hit, just be gentle, I really know what's wrong gone."

Xu Wushi didn't answer, and lightly patted Jiang Che's back with his palm upwards, "Stop talking, just go to sleep when you're tired."

Jiang Che wasn't sleepy at first, but after being carried on his back for a while, he fell asleep comfortably.

When he woke up, he couldn't tell whether it was day or night. Jiang Che stretched out his hand and touched it. The soft silk quilt and pillow should be on the bed.

The place beside him was empty, he touched the edge of the bed and sat up, and shouted: "Xu Wushi?"

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of the door opening.

"Are you awake? Does your head still hurt?"

Xu Wushi walked to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed with one leg bent, and wiped the sweat from Jiang Che's forehead with his hand.

Jiang Che closed his eyes following his movements, and lightly licked his somewhat dry mouth, "It doesn't hurt, but I want to drink water, go and help me pour it."

Xu Wushi pinched his cheek, "Did you forget that you are still in the body of a sinner and dare to order me around, huh?"

Jiang Che puffed up, trying to use this method to flick away the fingers pinching his cheek, but unfortunately failed.

"Go, I'm so thirsty."

He stretched out his hand and pushed Xu Wushi's chest, and said softly: "By the way, make porridge for me, don't put chopped green onion."

Xu Wushi looked down at Jiang Che's soft face for a while, then lowered his head and kissed, "All right, we will settle the score after you are full."

Jiang Che nodded, pricking up his ears to listen to the sound of footsteps from near to far. After waiting for a while, he stood up and stretched out his hands to grope.

The lamp on the bedside table has antlers. This is Xu Wushi's house, and the toilet should be on the right front.

His bladder was about to explode. Jiang Che was anxious and annoyed. After taking two steps, he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

As a result, he bumped his head against the wall, and when he fell, he grabbed it randomly, and he didn't know what was swept away, making a piercing and sharp sound.

Jiang Che was suddenly a little scared, covered his ears and shrank towards the corner of the wall, and after the sound stopped, he tried to clean up the chaos he had created.

While groping around, Xu Wushi's deep and hoarse voice suddenly came over,

"Jiang Che, you can't see, can you?"

It was as if a cold and sharp boulder fell from the sky and hit his heart. Apart from the pain, Jiang Che also felt that the blood in his whole body became cold.

He couldn't find Xu Wushi's position precisely, so he could only raise his head and say straight to the air, "It's only temporary, the doctor said I will see soon, and I won't be blind for a long time..."

Before he could finish speaking, his chin was pinched vigorously by a hand.

Xu Wushi leaned over and squatted in front of him, his sharp breath and warm breath were like a big impenetrable net, covering him in his own territory.

Although Jiang Che couldn't see it, he could feel the overwhelming anger.

The mandible was squeezed so painfully, he pursed his lips, afraid that Xu Wushi would be even more angry when he avoided it, so he gasped and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, I will be fine soon,"

"If you find it troublesome to take care of me, I can go back..."

"Do you think I'll annoy you if I know you're blind, so you won't tell me?"

The veins in Xu Wushi's neck were so angry that he gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Che, wanting to bite him to death, "What are you thinking all day long?!"

Jiang Che was dizzy from his yelling, and his long eyelashes, which were as soft as cattail grass, drooped tremblingly. In the end, his limbs simply went limp, and he arched his back and said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid that you will find me annoying,"

"I'm afraid that you will feel guilty and feel that you haven't protected me well."

"Xu Wushi, I know that I have nothing but good looks and money, but sometimes I want to share with you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Wushi's fingers pinching his chin suddenly loosened, and pinched his face instead, "Admit your mistakes and admit your mistakes, don't put gold on your face."

Jiang Che thought that these words seemed to have the slightest meaning of not being angry, and hurriedly leaned forward to kiss Xu Wushi.

Kiss the nose when the lips touch the nose, kiss the cheekbones when they touch the cheekbones, peck once and for all, coaxing softly: "Don't be fierce, I'm blind and you still get mad at me..."

When he kissed his lips, Xu Wushi's jaw tensed.

After a second of silence with a cold face, he turned passive into active, and pressed the back of Jiang Che's neck to deepen the kiss.

The surrounding air gradually thinned as the kiss deepened.

Jiang Che breathed hard, and when he felt that he was about to die, Xu Wushi mercifully stopped the intrusion, and gently rubbed his cheeks with his fingertips.

The thin chest heaved and took in a few mouthfuls of fresh air. Jiang Che was not dazzled by love. As soon as he was free, he immediately grabbed Xu Wushi's arm and urged him, "Hurry up... help me to the bathroom, I want... ...pissed."

10 minutes later,

Jiang Che supported the bird and stood in front of the toilet, feeling extremely tired.

When I can’t urinate, I’m in a hurry. If I can urinate but I can’t urinate, it’s really frustrating.

Xu Wushi watched behind him, waited for a long time, seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and went to help directly.

Jiang Che's face was flushed after urinating, Xu Wushi held his hand and put it under the faucet to rinse, and was led out again after washing.

There was the sound of curtains being drawn beside his ears, but Jiang Che's field of vision was still pitch black, and he couldn't tell whether Xu Wushi had drawn the curtains or opened them.

"Do you need to inform your father and brother about things you can't see?"

Jiang Che supported the edge of the bed with both hands, felt that Xu Wushi seemed to be squatting in front of him while speaking, so he stretched out his hand.

When I touched the top of the hair, I put my wrist on it, and bent the corners of my lips, "No, I'm afraid they will beat you if they find out."

Xu Wushi pampered him, and opened his right hand to pinch his little face, "Just beat him up, this time it's my fault."

Jiang Che was afraid of him like this, "No one wants to think about such things as accidents, maybe I will see them soon, so don't tell them."

"Listen to you," Xu Wushi gently scratched the mark on Jiang Che's chin with his index finger, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Che shook his head, but said: "But next time, you'd better use a little more force, and if you do it a few more times, I might have to go for plastic surgery."

Hearing what he said, Xu Wushi was also a little worried.

He stretched out his hand to carefully check the bones of Jiang Che's jaw, both the left and right sides, and only after confirming that there was no deformation, did he hug him into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I neglected you too much."

Jiang Che was hugged well, and shook his leg. Just as he was about to say it's okay, he heard Xu Wushi sigh: "I should have understood that stupid people have many ideas. Instead of letting you get involved in dangerous and bad things, I might as well tell you all of them."

The more Jiang Che tasted, the more something went wrong, he knelt on Xu Wushi's waist angrily, "Just talk about things, no personal attacks!"

Xu Wushi laughed dumbfounded, and patted Jiang Che's back lightly to smooth his hair, "Are you still listening?"

Jiang Che snorted, raised his head and ordered him: "Continue talking."

Xu Wushi buried his head in Jiang Che's arms, put his left ear against his thin chest, listened to the steady beating heart underneath, and slowly whispered: "I am not Xu Sili's biological son."

Jiang Che's heartbeat suddenly became very fast, and he couldn't help but gasped, "Then you..."

Xu Wushi knew what he wanted to say, and bit the thin flesh on his chest lightly through his pajamas, and said helplessly: "It has nothing to do with Xu Simeng."

"I'm just the adopted son of Pei Erzhi and Xu Sili."