little beast

Sheng Shuangxu said: "I have a fever that has never recovered..."

Sheng Shuangxu was racking his brains trying to explain to Shen Chengan that he didn't know that Shen Chengan was still sitting beside Sheng Shuangxu's bed, staring at him blankly.

Liang Shao had just finished smoking a cigarette, and Sheng Shuangxu's drip was almost finished, Liang Shao didn't even look at Shen Chengan, and went to pull out the needle on the back of Sheng Shuangxu's hand.

Liang Shao smelled of tobacco on his body, which was very pungent.

Sheng Shuangxu remembered Liang Shao's quiet appearance in high school, and wondered when he would smoke so much.

After all, they haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and 13 years is enough to completely change people.

When Shen Chengan saw Liang Shao, he quickly understood the situation. He didn't speak any more, and looked at them quietly.

Liang Shao stuffed the disposable utensils into the plastic bags prepared in advance, cleaned them up, and wiped his hands with alcohol.

Liang Shao squinted at Sheng Shuangxu, who was obviously a little nervous, and took out an ointment from the medicine box.

Liang Shao said, "Look up, I'll put some medicine on your neck."

Liang Shao is the doctor, Sheng Shuangxu is the patient, and the patient will obey the doctor's request.

Sheng Shuangxu raised his head meekly.

Liang Shao took out the cotton swab in the bag and approached Shengshuangxuan. He carefully applied the cold ointment to the wound. The medicine stayed on the skin of Shengshuangxuan. When he got up, Sheng Shuangxu felt a little ache from the stimulation.

Shen Chengan didn't know whether he was sober or drunk, he stared at Liang Shao's hand that was moving between Sheng Shuangxu's neck.

Liang Shao has a pair of doctor's hands, his hands are as wide as his own, with long fingers, as if he could hold Sheng Shuangxu's neck with one hand.

Liang Shao's movements were as gentle as possible, but Sheng Shuangxu's bruised wound was still burning hot——his hands were a little too gentle, making Sheng Shuangxu's pain even a little itchy.

Liang Shao didn't seem to see Shen Chengan's gaze fixed on his hand.

Applying the medicine was not difficult, but Liang Shao took a long time to apply it—as if he did it on purpose, Sheng Shuangxu raised his head, and his neck gradually became sore.

Sheng Shuangxu didn't know how long it took before Liang Shao finally let go of him, still in that calm, uninterested tone: "Don't scratch, apply it once a day, try to protect your neck as much as possible. "

Liang Shao threw the cotton swab into the trash can and rubbed his hands with alcohol.

A medicine box about the width of Sheng Shuangxu's forearm was carried on Liang Shao's waist, like a cross-body bag. He packed it very quickly. scarf.

Liang Shao said, "Let's go."

He left two words, did not talk to Shen Chengan from the beginning to the end, turned around and left.

Shen Chengan stared at Sheng Shuangxu, his green eyes covered with a layer of mist, and asked, "Do you know him?"

Sheng Shuangxu was a little afraid of Shen Chengan, he was afraid that he would inadvertently offend him, so he said, "Yes, we are classmates, but—"

"Don't worry, I didn't say anything."

Sheng Shuangxu carefully figured out Shen Chengan's expression, and when Liang Shao left, he closed the door properly, only the dim desk lamp shone on Shen Chengan's side face - he couldn't see the details of Shen Chengan's face clearly.

Shen Chengan said bluntly: "Oh, I see."

Sheng Shuangxu had the courage to continue, and said softly, "I've seen your mother."

Shen Chengan said, "Yes."

Sheng Shuangxu didn't know that his prudence for Shen Chengan's sake was not worth mentioning in Shen Chengan's eyes, he just wanted to do his best to make up for the mistakes he made.

Sheng Shuangxu continued, "I... I didn't let her know about us."

Shen Chengan glanced at him in surprise.

Sheng Shuangxu didn't understand why he looked at him with such eyes.

Shen Chengan asked calmly: "Why didn't you say anything?"

Sheng Shuangxu couldn't figure out the joy and anger of the person in front of him, they hadn't talked face to face in such a normal way for a long time.

Sheng Shuangxu's mouth trembled nervously: "I, I don't want to make the mistakes I made before."

"Chengan... I don't know about you," Sheng Shuangxu paused, and decided to speak his mind truthfully, "I didn't realize the consequences of my phone call until I met you—how did you live afterwards?" Very bad, isn't it?"

There was too little communication between them before, it was rare for Shen Chengan to be willing to listen to Sheng Shuangxu's speech, they needed an opportunity like now to have a good talk.

"I'm really sorry, I was terrified at the time,"

Hearing such words, Shen Chengan's complexion was very bad, but Sheng Shuangxu had to continue, his fingers were cold from the infusion, and he put his hand on Shen Chengan's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you will be like Shaoqing, I can't look at you every day, and I can't talk to you, so I can only call your parents..."

Shen Chengan didn't move his hand away.

Shen Cheng quietly looked at the sad Sheng Shuangxu, and Sheng Shuangxu's hands were shaking.

Sheng Shuangxu said: "This is all my fault."

"Teacher, you don't need to look like this in front of me." Shen Chengan's gaze wanted to penetrate Sheng Shuangxu, and he was unwilling to open his heart just because of these few words of regret, "We are just a contractual relationship, and I will pay for it." You, you listen to me."

Preface to Shengshuang: ...

Sheng Shuangxu knew that his wishful thinking had failed.

What Shen Chengan said was indeed correct, they were only in a contractual relationship, Sheng Shuangxu voluntarily fell to this point, he needed money.

Talking about feelings in front of money is so hypocritical.

They looked at each other for a long time, and Sheng Shuangxu saw himself in Shen Chengan's emerald green eyes, who was depressed and downcast.

Shen Chengan's eyes were beautiful, as crystal clear as emeralds.

Perhaps because of drinking, Shen Chengan is not as cloudy and uncertain as before.

Shen Chengan said: "My mother is a very stubborn conservative Catholic, you have to be careful."

Sheng Shuangxu was dumbfounded: "Then today..."

Shen Chengan didn't intend to explain, and he didn't need to explain to Sheng Shuangxu: "She wanted to come to see you, so she came."

"Not bad, better than I imagined."

Sheng Shuangxu's illness should have recovered a little bit, he had been transfused for so long, but his lungs were twisted into a ball at this moment.

Sheng Shuangxu said: "You...do you know everything? Do you know that she is coming today?"

Shen Chengan didn't speak.

The tip of Sheng Shuangxu's beautiful nose flushed, he blinked, but his eyes couldn't focus.

"She asked me to spy on you, but I didn't agree." Sheng Shuangxu couldn't express his sadness, he wanted to convince himself that he asked for it all, but he couldn't, "I didn't agree, because I am your teacher, I'm not going to spy on my own students."

"It's okay, I understand now that you don't care about these things, I can accept it," Sheng Shuangxu didn't expect Shen Chengan to say anything, he sniffed, as if saying to himself, "But I won't in the future Agree, because I am your teacher."

Sheng Shuangxu turned away and wiped his face hastily, he didn't want Shen Chengan to laugh at himself by seeing his appearance.He didn't know why he was so sad. He lived to such an age, and the grievances he suffered were far greater than this.

He just had too high expectations, always fantasizing that Shen Chengan's nature is not bad, and they can always reconcile - he shouldn't have any hopes for the person in front of him.

"It's been eight years, Sheng Shuangxu, you are no longer my teacher." Shen Chengan looked at his crying teacher, and sighed for no reason in his heart.

"Live well, don't die, I allow you to sleep on the bed today."