Please don't be so hard on me!

If there is anything in this world that the unscrupulous Luo Minghan can't resist, he will say it is Miao Cun's tears.

If Miao Cun was some kind of mermaid, Luo Minghan would even set aside a special room to house Miao Cun's teardrops.

The hostility in his body that had just come off the negotiating table was softened. He was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. When he suddenly opened the door, Miao Cun moved faster than him, and rushed into his arms like a gust of wind.

Miao Cun wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, pressed his face against his chest, and wrinkled the dark green tie.

Luo Minghan raised his hand halfway, hesitated for a long time, and then gently hugged him back.

He came as Luo Yuanhe, and in the eyes of Miao Cun and the whole hospital, he was "Luo Yuanhe", and Miao Cun's dependence was also on "Luo Yuanhe".

It's not that there is no comparison in my heart, and it's not that there is no sadness.When he was tossing and turning at night and couldn't sleep, he also imagined whether Miao Cun would find out that he and Luo Yuanhe were actually two people one day, would he not get used to Luo Yuanhe's style of doing things, would he also have such a weak, shooting star Like a moment - remember him?

Will he cry, will he be unhappy, will he think the original "Luo Yuanhe" is better?

Will he be looking for him everywhere?Sitting alone and aggrievedly waiting for him?

Thinking of such a possibility, Luo Minghan couldn't rest his pillow for a moment, the quilt was lifted, and he put on his clothes while walking outside in a hurry.The living room was pitch-black, with only the faint light of the night light on.The half-buttoned hand stopped suddenly, he came to his senses, and stood without saying a word for a long time, the numbness caused by the pain and palpitations spread to his fingertips.

He could only laugh at himself in the end.

"Mr. Luo? Is that you?" Only Aunt Qian asked sleepily while probing downstairs.

Luo Minghan knew that he had reversed cause and effect.From beginning to end, he was able to stay by Miao Cun's side only because Miao Cun only had emotions and memories of Luo Yuanhe's name.

Luo Minghan also knew that his fantasy was hopelessly stupid and arrogant, it was self-righteous, he couldn't figure out his position, it was wishful thinking.

Who does he think he is?He is nobody.

Being able to be Luo Yuanhe's substitute for a month is a gift from his mother's womb.

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"Why are you crying?" He put his hand on Miao Cun's back and asked with a half smile, playing the role of Luo Yuanhe's shadow with the pampering of a child.

However, in less than a week, Luo Yuanhe had completely replaced his position, so it was logical, even out of blue.Miao Cun misses him and relies on him far more than he, the counterfeit product itself.

Miao Cunyun wiped away his tears with a hand, his face was expressionless, but the tip of his nose and the end of his eyes were flushed.The autistic children who have always been uninterested in the outside world put down the Rubik's Cube and the little train in their hands, and watched him cry blankly and blankly.

The other parents watched this scene enviously. For them, it was beyond their dreams to have such a child's full support and tears.

"If you keep crying, you will be laughed at by them." Luo Minghan also wiped his eyes lightly with his fingertips, and coaxed softly in his ear: "Who bullied you?"

There was a doctor watching over him, and upon hearing this, he smiled and disregarded the relationship: "But I started crying when I saw you coming."

Luo Minghan listened to Luo Yuanhe's brief explanation of the situation yesterday, thought for a while, and asked more gently: "Is it a grievance to be in the hospital? Huh?"

Miao thought to himself, you really have the nerve to ask.

According to the hospital's regulations, for high-functioning autistic patients like Miao Cun, family members do not need to be accompanied by a nurse when they visit. They can move freely in the hospital until the end of the visiting time.Luo Minghan was afraid that if he continued to cry here, he would become a western scene in the eyes of others, so he nodded to the doctor on duty, took the signature form and pen, and signed his name in a fluttering manner—crossed out and changed to Luo Yuanhe's .

"Shall we go to the grass to bask in the sun?" He held Miao Cun's shoulder and lowered his head to ask for his opinion.

Hearing his question, the doctor on duty smiled for some reason, felt soft in his heart, and kindly said, "Go to the back garden to see the birds. We have some parrots."

With tears on his cheeks, Miao Cun looked up at Luo Minghan's reaction.

He remembered that he was afraid of birds, and every time a peacock approached, an expression of near collapse would appear on his face.Sometimes Miao Cun hugged the peacock and approached him on purpose. At that time, Luo Minghan's feet seemed to take root and sprout on the ground. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and felt the peacock's feathers stiffly according to Miao Cun's will.

Luo Minghan asked: "Do you want to see the parrot?"

Miao Cun nodded.

Luo Minghan had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the doctor's suggestion: "...OK."

The sun can still set for a while, and now is the time when the light is most beautiful, but the wind has blown, Luo Minghan took off his coat, and wrapped it around Miao Cun's body, carrying his warm body temperature.

Walking slowly along the corridor to the outdoors, Luo Minghan still remembered his miserably crying just now, and for a moment, many horror movies about the torture of patients in mental hospitals flooded his mind, and he thought that Miao Cun was so beautiful but obedient and silly, I'm afraid Being bullied by some old pervert, he persistently and politely said: "If someone really bullies you in the hospital, don't be afraid, tell me."

"Will you help me?"

"of course."

"How to help?"

"How do you want to help? Find a lawyer or the police. If the public authority can't solve it, then change another." Luo Minghan said lightly, without the ideology of a law-abiding citizen.

"for example?"

Luo Minghan squinted at him: "Hit him?"

Miao Cun wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, and said, "Be a little lower."

Without knowing it, Luo Minghan went in and lowered his body.

A light slap patted his face.

Caught off guard, it was really light, it didn't hurt at all, it was just like a gust of wind.But Miao Cun slapped him again, and the tip of his palm brushed lightly. Luo Minghan subconsciously blinked, and was speechless.After a while, he had no choice but to whisper: "For a long time, I bullied you?"

Miao Cun turned his head and walked forward. A small green parrot flew past him. He whispered sullenly: "Why haven't you come to see me for so long? Professor Zhou said that my illness will be cured soon... "

Can you be a little more patient and don't leave me?

"Didn't I just come here yesterday?" Luo Minghan casually interrupted his complaint, and smiled calmly when Miao Cun suddenly looked back at him.

"I'm going to move, and I'm going to move your favorite things into a new house, so I can't be with you all the time these few days," Luo Minghan clenched his hands in his trouser pockets tightly into fists.

Miao Cun was puzzled by him.

But, he won't admit it wrong, his voice, the breath in his breath, and his smile are all different from Teacher Luo.He was only far away, but before he got close, every pore on Miao Cun's skin, every nerve in his vision, and every voice in his brain were telling him that he was coming.

Could it be that he has something unspeakable to hide, so that he can't say his name?In other words, he found someone exactly like him to play "Luo Yuanhe", so this one is Luo Yuanhe, and that one is also Luo Yuanhe... Then when will he end his pretense?

This is beyond what Miao Cun can figure out.Even Professor Zhou said that there is only linear logic in his head, whether he is sick or not.Although it was a joke, it always felt like being made fun of.

Luo Minghan stretched out his hand and touched the soft hair on the back of Miao Cun's neck. He pinched a pale crescent mark on the scar on the palm of his hand.He smiled and asked humiliatingly, "Do you really miss me that much?"

Miao Cun nodded, his cheeks flushed slightly.

"Then I'll come early tomorrow." Luo Minghan promised.

As the sun set behind the high-rise building, the parrot imitated its tongue and said auspicious words: "Get well soon, get well soon."

Miao Cun stretched out his hand, and the macaw landed on his finger, nodded, its pointed beak like a scimitar: "Discharge soon, discharge soon."

When it was over, he hummed a song to Miao Cun automatically.

Miao Cun turned the parrot in the direction of Luo Minghan, and Luo Minghan neither dodged nor dodged, stretched out his hand and rubbed the parrot's head with his palm: "Gong Xi Fa Cai."

Probably because the light and the warmth in the wind are so beautiful, it always makes people feel that the future will also be very beautiful.Luo Minghan asked Miao Cun: "When you are discharged from the hospital, what do you want to do with me?"

He really wanted to hear Miao Cun's daily life in the future, so that when he missed him, he would have a tangible picture.Otherwise, a person like him who has rigorous logical thinking and a serious lack of imagination may not even be able to do well in missing Miao Cun.

"Painting in spring, painting in summer, painting in autumn, and painting in winter." Miao Cun took it for granted.

Luo Minghan was trembling with laughter. After laughing for a long time, he stretched out his hand to cover his face and wiped it, and his smile restrained a little: "Just want to draw?"

"There are many places to go in this world, many scenery, many emotions, and many stories to capture. Painting is endless. As long as you can draw, you must paint."

Luo Minghan wished him to draw pictures with his beloved forever, Miao Cun suppressed the corners of his raised lips, watching him silent.

When night fell, the visiting time was over, and Luo Minghan sent him back to the ward.This is a high-end single ward with a TV, fresh flowers, and fresh imported fruits on the fruit plate. Luo Minghan cut an orange for him, watched Miao Cun finish eating, and then got up to leave.

Miao Cun grabbed the white striped sheet, not very happy, and did not speak.

Luo Minghan took his coat and walked to the door. Seeing that Miao Cun was still silent, he said again: "Go to bed early."

Miao Cun puffed up one side of his cheeks, his eyes drooped, his long eyelashes suppressed the emotions inside, and he deliberately didn't look at Luo Minghan.

Luo Minghan pressed the doorknob, and the door opened a crack, "Aren't you saying goodbye to me?"

"No."

Now Luo Minghan was finally sure that he was angry.He walked back to the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Unhappy?"

Miao Cun nodded once, once, twice, very slowly, and he was really unhappy.

Luo Minghan asked again: "Reluctant?"

Miao Cun stopped nodding and remained silent, perhaps because the air conditioner was turned on high and the warm wind was blowing, his ears turned red.

Luo Minghan thought for a while, put his hand under the quilt, found Miao Cun's warm hand, and held it, "I will come to see you tomorrow."

Miao Cun obediently let him hold hands without struggling.

The nurses outside the door knocked on the door one by one, urging the lights to be turned off, from far to near.Holding hands for a while so quietly, Luo Minghan looked at Miao Cun's unhappy side face, raised his hand to caress it, rubbed it lightly with his palm, then lifted it to one side, leaned over, and gently embraced it. Caught his two lips.

Miao Cun trembled a bit, and was squeezed back by Luo Minghan's hand.

He vaguely remembered that it was said on Baidu that you need to close your eyes to feel more kissed, so he closed his eyes obediently, his eyelashes trembling.

The overcoat that slipped from the crook of his hand was piled up on the ground, and Luo Minghan couldn't help but pull Miao Cun into his arms, from a light touch to a deep kiss, until Miao Cun's hospital gown was messed up Spread out, revealing the deep and detailed collarbone.

Miao Cun raised his neck, feeling that Luo Minghan's kiss restrainedly stopped on his pulse.The high and soft pillow was crushed, he gasped heavily, and his red eye sockets were wet.

There was only one wall between the ward-round nurses, the lights jumped, and the room fell into darkness, leaving only the lights in the corridor on.

This may be the good night ceremony between Miao Cun and Luo Yuanhe.Luo Minghan didn't know if he was doing well enough, whether he would disappoint Miao Cun or not get used to it.He seemed to have stolen something from Luo Yuanhe.

All ambiguous movements stopped, and Miao Cun felt that Luo Minghan was just quietly buried in his neck, and his scorching breath made the side of his neck moist and hot.

But soon, even the hospital gown was wet, Miao Cun suspected that Luo Minghan was crying.

But why is he crying?