long life

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The two had struggled to move back to the apartment the day the folding bed arrived.

It's no wonder that it feels heavy, the express boxes alone occupy nearly half of the elevator.

The workload was not heavy, but the two had to spend a lot of effort. It took nearly an hour from installing the bracket to tightening the screws.

Zhou Jing eased his numb feet, stretched out his hand to Yu Xiu, and pointed to the pile of screws on the ground, "Yu Xiu, help me pass a nail."

"Long or short?" Yu Xiu picked up one of them with his fingers and handed them over.

"long."

Yu Xiu put the spike in his palm, and when he withdrew his hand, he suddenly said: "Brother, let's go to a movie together when you have time."

Zhou Jing was slightly taken aback, and loosened his hand and slipped the nail from his hand, "Why do you want to go to the movies?"

"It's going to be a holiday soon." Yu Xiu wanted to pick up another spike and hand it over, but Zhou Jing leaned over and lay down under the bed, "I still have a lot of things I want to do."

Zhou Jing's voice came from under the bed, with a little effort, "Okay, I will go with you after you pass the exam... Hiss—"

Accompanied by a gasp, there was a muffled sound from under the bed, Yu Xiu stopped what he was doing, and hurriedly searched for Zhou Jing.

At this moment, Zhou Jing covered her nose and slowly got up, her brows were all twisted together.

"Brother, are you alright?" Yu Xiu hurriedly approached to check on his condition.

Zhou Jing shook his head lightly, some bright red liquid leaked from between his fingers after a while, he raised his head uncomfortably, and a numb pain gradually came from the bridge of his nose.

"Don't raise your head. If you are not careful, the backflow of blood will choke the trachea."

Yu Xiu hurriedly reached out to support the back of his head and straightened it up. He didn't care about looking for any tissues, so he lifted his clothes and put them directly under Zhou Jing's nose.

The originally clean white clothes were instantly stained red with blood, but Yu Xiu didn't care, all he cared about was whether he could help him stop the bleeding.

"Your clothes..." Zhou Jing spoke vaguely, trying to push him away, but Yu Xiu bound him even tighter, their bodies almost stuck together.

"Don't move yet." Yu Xiu's expression was inexplicably serious, and his tone was slow, "Let the blood stop slowly, and I'll give you an ice compress later."

When he spoke, Yu Xiu's face was just a few feet away from him, and his moist and hot breath sprayed on his forehead, Zhou Jing suddenly felt flustered, as if he was suddenly occupied by a complex emotion.

It's just that this feeling is fleeting, and panic passes through my heart, like a slight splash in the water and then calm again.

When Zhou Jing felt better, he said to Yu Xiu that it was ok, and signaled that his bleeding had stopped.

Although Yu Xiu agreed, he persisted for a while before removing the clothes.

The nosebleed really stopped, but half of Zhou Jing's face was covered in blood, and Yu Xiu's clothes were undoubtedly stained.

After rinsing, when Zhou Jing walked out of the bathroom, Yu Xiu had already changed into clean clothes and was still holding a towel in his hand

"Brother, ice compresses will be better."

"Just wash it off." Zhou Jing smiled, reached out and pressed the bridge of his nose a few times, but couldn't help but gasped.

Yu Xiu approached him, looked down, frowned and said, "There are some bruises on the bridge of the nose."

"Really?" Zhou Jing stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and when he lowered his eyes, he noticed that Yu Xiu's fingers holding the towel were glowing red.

"A little ice compress will reduce the swelling and relieve the pain." Yu Xiu rolled up the towel and put the place with crushed ice on the back of his hand to test the temperature.

Zhou Jing didn't refuse this time, probably because he couldn't bear to refuse his kindness, so he honestly asked Yu Xiu to apply ice to himself for a while.

In the evening, Yu Xiu specially made some light meals, and applied some ointment on the bridge of the injured nose before going to bed.

He did everything well, but Zhou Jing was not used to being taken care of suddenly.

The folding bed and Zhou Jing's bed were adjusted to the same height, and the two beds almost occupied more than half of the bedroom, which indeed seemed much more crowded.

When Zhou Jing walked out of the bathroom, Yu Xiu had already fallen asleep under the blanket.

But he also consciously lay on the newly bought bed, perhaps because of the large space and easy stretching, Yu Xiu's leg stuck out of the quilt and stretched out onto Zhou Jing's bed, his posture seemed a bit funny.

Zhou Jing smiled helplessly, tucked the quilt up for him, turned off the light and lay back on the bed.

When he was drowsy, it should be in the early morning, Zhou Jing suddenly felt a little hot in front of him, and his breathing was not smooth.

Opening her eyes in distress, it was pitch black. Unbearable, Zhou Jing reached out to fumble for the lamp by the bed, but the moment she raised her hand, her fingers suddenly sank into a ball of soft hair.

He was startled suddenly, and the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. When he was about to struggle to sit up, he was suddenly pushed back to the original position by a pair of hands.

"Brother, it's me." Yu Xiu's voice sounded beside his ear, slightly hoarse.

The scorching breath surrounds the surroundings, and the sensitivity expands infinitely in the darkness.

Zhou Jing accepted Nashen, rubbed Yu Xiu's hair, and said in a slightly tired voice, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"elder brother……"

Yu Xiu buried his head on his chest and murmured softly as if dreaming: "I'm having a nightmare, and it's uncomfortable to sleep on that bed."