Blind, in love with you

An Heng heard other people discussing the Qiuli ointment that protects the throat enthusiastically, his face darkened, and he let out a cold snort: "If I knew this earlier, why bother."

Ye Qinghe heard it.

He paused slightly, and the smile on his face was not so natural.Seeing that everyone seemed to be full, he silently stood up to clear the table and put all the empty plates into the kitchen.Seeing that Ye Qinghe was cleaning up, the others also got up to help.

Ye Qinghe didn't let the guests do anything, and drove them back to the living room to sit. An Yu followed the kitchen and wanted to tidy up together, but Ye Qinghe didn't let them.

"Let me come, I can't eat Ye Dong's meal for nothing." An Heng suddenly came into the kitchen: "An Yu, you are tired from work all day, go out to rest, and accompany Wan'er by the way."

An Heng had already squeezed An Yu away while speaking, rolled up his sleeves and began to pick up Ye Qinghe's hot plate.

"That's right, go and rest for a while, brother and I will be fine soon." Ye Qinghe knew that An Heng might have something to tell him in private, so he deliberately dismissed An Yu.Of course, An Yu also saw through An Heng's intentions, and looked at Ye Qinghe with some trepidation, but Ye Qinghe had already cooperated with An Heng neatly, one was in charge of washing the dishes, and the other was in charge of putting the dishes into the dishwasher. Don't mind An Heng's abrupt advance.

"Then, I'll go to the living room!" An Yu said hesitantly, and finally couldn't help but remind her: "Don't quarrel."

"No." Ye Qinghe was amused by An Yu's worries.How could they quarrel? At most, it was just being scolded unilaterally.

And An Heng glared at An Yu: "What are you arguing about, I'm here to help."

After An Yu went out, An Heng didn't speak immediately, but put Ye Qing and the washed dishes into the dishwasher one by one, Ye Qinghe didn't ask any questions.It wasn't until everything was packed that An Heng said, "Thank you for the hospitality tonight."

"Huh?" Ye Qinghe looked at An Heng suspiciously.

"But I want to tell you, it's useless. I won't accept you." An Heng said.Hearing An Heng's words, Ye Qinghe's doubtful mood settled down instead. An Heng's reaction should be like this, he was not surprised.Ye Qinghe listened to him calmly: "I don't know how you coaxed An Yu, coaxed him to soften his heart, willing to reconcile with you and be friends. I won't forgive you easily like him."

An Heng leaned against the sink and looked at the circle of water marks on the sink, and said in a low tone: "That day, it was a typhoon night. I drove all over the street looking for someone, but he was a blind man who didn't move at all. Standing on the road, he was completely drenched. I took him home, and then he knelt in his toilet and drank dilute hydrochloric acid." Ye Qinghe listened silently to An Heng telling these past events.He had once heard An Yu scribbled a few words with restrained anger, but now he heard An Heng narrate those terrible scenes from a third-person perspective, which made him even more worried.

An Heng looked calm on the surface, but he was suppressing too much anger and heartache in his heart: "I carried him into the ambulance. I will never forget him trembling on my back, gasping for breath in pain and holding back tears." sound." An Heng frowned and shook his head gently: "The mouth, throat and esophagus are all burned. Have you ever broken your mouth? A small hole hurts a lot. His whole mouth is rotten all the way to the esophagus. Think about how painful it was? He couldn’t eat by mouth, and he was completely fed by a nasogastric tube, and he lost eight kilograms in more than 20 days. He couldn’t see, couldn’t speak, his heart was completely closed, and he even refused treatment at the beginning. You You have never experienced or seen his pain, so you can let him forgive you as if nothing happened.

"In that hospitalization, he cured his eyes, but his throat has not been healed."

Ye Qinghe lowered his head, and listened to An Heng quietly: "What kind of autumn pear ointment do you use for a fart? He almost lost his voice in the six months after he was discharged from the hospital. We have tried all kinds of treatment methods, vocal cord injection of hyaluronic acid , vocal cord training, speech therapy, and a bunch of throat-protecting tea, loquat cream, Penghai...all the prescriptions that can be found have survived, and the whole house smelled of Chinese medicine that year, An Yu He was forced to vomit from drinking. But no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't restore his original voice.

"Do you remember his original voice? His biological father has never heard such a beautiful voice that can sing on stage. His mother loves to hear him sing the most, and she can't hear it anymore."

Ye Qinghe took a deep breath, and opened his mouth slightly to exhale the sour gas in his nasal cavity.An Heng's eyes were itchy, he rubbed it, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to be rude, but I really don't have the demeanor to be friends with you while pretending nothing to do, or to listen to you without any grudges." You call me big brother. I am not so lucky.

"I won't tell An Yu's parents about your immoral things. If you have the ability to coax them to accept you, I have nothing to say. But I hope you understand, I can't do it."

Ye Qinghe also had red eyes, and nodded calmly: "I see, Mr. An."

"Do you really know?" An Heng looked up at Ye Qinghe at this moment, and asked him: "Do you really know how much you hurt people?"

Ye Qinghe was silent for a moment, and then said: "For the past, I will not shirk responsibility. It was indeed my fault at that time, and I have nothing to justify." Ye Qinghe felt very uncomfortable.In addition to being sad for the harm he caused An Yu in the past, he also blames himself for the trouble he still brings to An Yu's family.He can only promise and promise again, hoping to somewhat reassure An Heng: "Now I am serious about An Yu. I will treat him well..."

"You don't need to tell me these things." An Heng didn't want to listen to these empty words, he said coldly and tiredly: "You don't need to tell An Yu either. If you are sincere and serious, then take practical actions."

Ye Qinghe nodded solemnly: "I will do it."

"What I mean is," An Heng sneered restrainedly: "If you really want to be good for him, then stay away from him."

"..." Ye Qinghe was choked speechless.

"An Yu is very stupid. It is said that stupid people have stupid blessings. I really don't see where his blessings lie." An Heng felt a little guilty in his indifference: "I snatched away my father before he was born. After growing up, you hurt his love again. How could he be so unlucky in his younger life!"

Ye Qinghe looked at An Heng in astonishment, so it turned out that he was so domineering to his younger brother because he felt that he was sorry for An Yu himself?No wonder An Heng felt that no matter what Ye Qinghe did, it was not enough.He didn't let go of himself who had no actual fault, so how could he let go of Ye Qinghe who did malicious things.

An Heng felt that he had said everything he should and shouldn't say, and he didn't know how much this bastard could listen to.He sighed helplessly, walked out of the kitchen depressed, and said before leaving: "I really hope that he can be happy every day.

"If you can't do it, get out as soon as possible."

(to be continued......)

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?Moonlight broken thoughts?

An Heng: Fuck off?

Langur: Don't get lost! ??

An Heng: Then I'll keep piercing! ! ??

See you at ten o'clock on Thursday morning~~~~