as long as you love

Hua Qi stared blankly, a little dazed.But the body reacted faster than the brain. The moment I saw this person, my nose was sore, and tears fell down immediately.

Sometimes people hold back from crying, not because they don't want to cry, but because the person who loves them is not around, even if they cry, it is useless.But as long as that person comes, a little care and distress can instantly disintegrate the strong armor on the surface.

Some people have never found the person who can cry peacefully in front of him without fear of being ridiculed.

But Hua Qi found it.

At this very moment, right beside him.

He had been talking and laughing with Pei Jue just now.

In fact, I just suppressed the fear and helplessness in my heart.

Physical pain is only one aspect.

Witnessing such a bloody car accident scene, several nights of nightmares are not enough.

Panicked and helpless in my heart, I finally found support in the precarious situation.

Hua Yuru approached and took the boy into his arms.Hands patted his back.

His embrace was warm and accommodating.The young man's hairy head rested on his waist, and he lowered his head trembling uncontrollably, perhaps crying.Hua Yuru held him tightly, and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, it's okay."

When he went to freshen up and tidy up, he already basically understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.Actually, this matter has nothing to do with Hua Qi.After all, it was just the curiosity of a teenager at the beginning.Who would have thought that such a thing would happen.

Apart from sympathizing with the innocent and injured people, Huayu Confucianism can't do anything else, such as provide help.

There is no obligation and no position.

We can't blame him for being cold-blooded. With his identity, getting involved in such things is easy to cause trouble.

At that time, it will not only be the life and death of one person, but the turmoil of the entire Fahrenheit.

He can't take that risk.

But Hua Qi was a little concerned about this matter. He held Hua Yuru's clothes with one hand, raised his head from his embrace, and asked tremblingly, "Brother, how is that person yesterday?"

The strings in Hua Qi's heart were tense, he was very afraid of hearing the answer "I'm already dead".

A living life.

in front of my eyes.

If the other party really died, Hua Qi felt that guilt and shadow would be left in his heart for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, Confucianism in Huayu said, "That person is still being treated in the emergency room."

The young man's eyes were red, but after being washed by tears, they became clearer and brighter. When he looked at people, he looked very sincere and moving. Hua Yuru lamented his brother's kindness, caressed his red eyes, and said, "You That’s all, why worry about others?”

Hua Qi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his gauze-wrapped head, with a pleading expression, "Brother, I want to go see her."

Hua Yuru's expression immediately disapproved, he frowned slightly, "He is still in the emergency room, you look like this, what can you do if you go there?" Seeing his brother's persistent and stubborn expression, his tone changed again, and he compromised, "I'll take you there when she comes out. You should take care of yourself first."

It's hard to resist these words anymore, Hua Qi's expression faded: "Okay."

"The doctor said you were injured in two places, where is the other one?" Hua Yuru supported him, looking left and right.

Speaking of this, Hua Qi felt a burning pain in his arm. He didn't dare to move his right hand, fearing that the muscles would be involved, so he pointed with his left hand: "I don't know what got caught here, and it made a hole."

In fact, the wound was 1.5cm deep, and a vein was injured. When I entered the hospital, it was bleeding profusely, bloody and bloody.The accompanying Gao Ran Xin Yi and the others were all frightened.It was Zhao Mingyu who had the guts and responsibility to protect him tightly during the stitches, preventing him from seeing a doctor to treat the wound.Clenching his hand all the way, talking non-stop to attract his attention.In fact, Hua Qi's consciousness was very vague at that time, and he didn't listen to anything.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, Hua Qi was wearing a white shirt brought by Aunt Wang, Hua Yuru started to unbutton his shirt, "Let me see."

The slender fingers slowly extended all the way down from the neck, the boy's breath was stagnant, and his cheeks were slightly red.His eyes were floating around, but he didn't dare to fall on the person in front of him.

Hua Yuru didn't have a charming mind, and his expression was very serious. He gently took off the man's clothes, and found that his right arm was wrapped in circles of white bandages, and nothing else could be seen.

"Stitches?"

Hua Qi nodded.

"Does it hurt?"

"It didn't hurt when the stitches were stitched," the nerves were so painful that they were paralyzed, but I didn't feel much, "—now it hurts." Once the anesthesia faded, the pain of muscle tearing occupied the main theme of the nerves all the time. .

Hua Qi made a bitter face, "Can I get a painkiller injection?"

Hua Yuru helped him put on his clothes and button them up, "Can't bear it?"

Hua Qi bit her lip, looking at Hua Yuru, wanting to cry or not.

Obviously kidding.

Hua Yuru covered his face with his hands, controlled himself and said calmly: "I really can't bear it anymore, it's not good to have too many painkilling injections." Qiqi's physique is already poor.

At the end, I added another sentence: "Hey——"

Hua Qi immediately shut up.

Hua Yuru turned out the porridge box next to the bed and found a big straw in the bag—Pei Jue was very thoughtful—he took off the plastic cover of the straw, inserted it into the porridge, and handed it to Hua Yu. Qi, "Can I drink it by myself?"

Hua Qi leaned against the head of the bed, took the porridge with his left hand, "Yes."

As a result, when I took it, some of it was unsteady and some spilled out and fell to the ground.

"..."

Hua Yu thought it was funny and teased him, "Do you want me to feed you on purpose?" He reached out to take the porridge back.

"No!" The young man couldn't help teasing, a little annoyed, he avoided his hand, took the porridge, and was about to drink it, but found that the straw was on the other end.

No matter how much the mouth is enough, it is not enough.

"........."

Huayuru laughed loudly and helped him hold the straw to feed it into his mouth.

The young man blushed, took a deep mouthful of the porridge, and glared at him as if venting his anger.

The morning sunlight just turned around the corner of the building and poured in through the transparent windows. The boy's hair was immediately coated with a layer of gold, which made the whole person very vivid and lively.

"That's great..." Hua Yuru was fascinated by it, and sighed softly.

"What?" Hua Qi didn't hear clearly, and asked after swallowing a mouthful of porridge.

Hua Yuru smiled, his eyes seemed to be bright, he stretched out his hand to gently caress his side face, and rubbed it slightly, "It's good that you are still by my side."

Huayu Confucianism seldom confides his heart so bluntly. Hua Qi was stunned for a moment, and he realized that he was still waiting to confirm something from his eyes, but the man stood up quickly, "You eat first, I'll go out for a while." Just turned around and walked out.

Before Hua Qi could respond, the door of the ward was closed.

Are you... shy?

It's not like...the successor of Huanan Fahrenheit, who is dignified, won't be shy after saying such a sweet talk?

Hua Qi couldn't figure it out for a while, so he stopped guessing.

After taking two mouthfuls of porridge, a slight blush slowly came to his face.

Huayu Confucianism went out, just as Pei Jue walked over with a serious face, "Yuyu Confucianism."

Out of the tacit understanding of working together for many years, Huayu Confucianism sensed something was wrong, "What happened?" He adjusted his expression and asked calmly.

Pei Jue hesitated for a moment, "It's not a big deal, you can see for yourself." He handed over the phone.

Huayu Confucianism took it and glanced at it. It was the hot search interface on Weibo.After a careful look, I found a trending search on the third page - "Rich Second Generation Drag Racing Towing"

Click in, bear the brunt of a video

——"The second generation of the rich second generation raced along Binjiang Road in S City, knocked down passers-by and dragged them for tens of meters."

The angle of view is from a bird's eye view, and it should be taken from a high-rise building on the side of the road.

The Chinese Confucianism paused, but still clicked in.

The video was recorded before the car turned a corner. In the field of view, two sports cars raced against each other, and then drifted around the corner. The first one knocked out the woman riding a bicycle in the blind spot of the field of vision, and then the wheel hung again. The Venerable Master dragged for a certain distance before stopping sideways.The second car followed, braked suddenly, spun in a circle, and crashed into the green belt on the side of the road.

In fact, if the distance is farther, the second car can avoid it without stopping. The key is that the two cars are too close to avoid it.

Huayuru's fingers twitched uncontrollably.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Cold voice: "Who are the owners of these two cars?"