After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

close your eyes

"teacher."

Wu Liangyu stood in the corridor for a long time. When she was smoking her third cigarette, she saw Mr. Cheng coming out of the ward slowly, leaning on a cane.

He rushed up to meet him, and was about to support him, only to find that he still had a lighted cigarette in his hand, and quickly pressed it on the trash can, and then hurried over.

Old Master Cheng waved his hand. Although his eyes were red, he seemed to be in good spirits and in a good mood. Unlike when he first came here, his entire face was dark.

No one could understand the panic and fear in his heart when he learned that Lin Xingmo was in a car accident.

But now, I can finally relax.

However, when Wu Liangyu approached, he still looked up at him and frowned, "Smoking is not good for your health, and this is a public place."

Wu Liangyu obediently bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Cheng couldn't help shaking his head, and said, "Momo and Xiaoyi are fine, and I see that Momo doesn't look like he's being forced."

After all, Mr. Cheng is a member of the older generation, with traditional thinking, and has always been unacceptable to same-sex marriages that have only been passed in recent years. Therefore, when he heard that Lin Xingmo married the president of the Xu Group because of his family's request, he was very emotional. not good.

He asked the two of them to meet this time, except for one thing he wanted to return to Lin Xingmo, the main reason was to support him.

If Lin Xingmo's marriage is really unfortunate, and his family refuses to stand up for him, then even if he fights this old face, he must help him earn his freedom!

Although Ruan Qingqiu is only a painter, he also has a lot of connections——

Because he had never been married in his life, the old man sponsored many children when he was young, many of them had great promises later, and he also repaid his kindness, but the old man did not accept it.

Lin Xingmo is the blood of the person he loves, and the child he brought up with his own hands. Although they have been separated for many years, they still occupy a very important place in his heart.

If it weren't for his lack of identity and position, he would have thought about raising Lin Xingmo after Yu Jun died unexpectedly.

But after all, the child's parents are both present, and he has no way to separate them, so he can only give up in the end.

At that time, transportation and communication were inconvenient, perhaps for this reason, after the Lin family parents took their child away, they never returned to Jiancheng.

I remember that at the end of the first year, during the Chinese New Year, he was always looking forward to their return. Not only did he write a letter, but he also went to the station to wait every day, but in the end he didn't wait for anyone...

Slowly, there was no audio at all.

If he hadn't heard Xiao Wu talking to someone by chance this time, and mentioned the name "Xing Mo", he couldn't help asking one more question, and then looked at the photos, and he didn't recognize him as he did today.

The first time he saw the photo, he recognized those eyes... They were so similar, so much like the person he had always remembered.

However, while he was excited, he could also see that the child was not happy.

His eyes were more hollow than indifferent.

Mr. Cheng has met too many people in his life, and he knew at a glance that Lin Xingmo must have encountered something.

Therefore, when he carefully understood his recent situation, he thought that his state was caused by being forced to marry the same sex.

But he didn't expect that the child was because of Mr. Yu... After so many years, he still remembered her, and he still couldn't get out of the shadow of his childhood.

Mr. Cheng was both distressed and relieved.

"Momo is a good boy..."

As he walked forward, he said with emotion, "If he and Xiaoyi really like each other and want to be together, what does it matter if they are the same gender?"

"I've been suffering all my life for not being able to love. Now that Yujun's child can get what he wants, I... have no regrets!"

Wu Liangyu couldn't help but feel a toothache seeing the always traditional and rigid teacher change his views on same-sex love for the sake of Lin Xingmo and Xu Yi.

He wanted to say, teacher, I can't love you either!

but……

Wu Liangyu turned his head to look in the direction of the ward, but in the end he could only look away silently, and left the hospital with his teacher.

In the ward.

Xu Yi turned the wheelchair and retreated silently from the door, but when he turned his head and saw Lin Xingmo sitting on the hospital bed, he froze in place.

He was wearing a large hospital gown, and looked sideways at the sky outside the window quietly. His white neck was long and beautiful, and he could vaguely see the blue veins extending down.

The soft sunlight cast a halo on him, fragile, pale, yet so beautiful, Lin Xingmo always seemed to have such a charm, every move could easily touch his heart.

Xu Yi turned the wheelchair again, slowly came to the bedside, and took Lin Xingmo's hand.

Feeling the coolness in the young man's hand, he covered it with his palm, transferring his body temperature to him.

Lin Xingmo withdrew his gaze and looked at him with light blue eyes. His eyes were much calmer. Although they were not lit with starlight like when he was happy, they were no longer as dim as when he just woke up, which made him startled.

"feelling better?"

Xu Yi raised his hand, stroked his cheek lightly, looked at the gauze wrapped around his forehead, and asked, "Are you dizzy? Can I ask the doctor to check it for you?"

Lin Xingmo shook his head, put his arms around him, and rested his head on his shoulder.

Xu Yi let him lean on him, feeling his exhaustion and dependence, he thought for a while and said, "Then let's go home?"

Lin Xingmo finally said, "It's snowing outside."

Xu Yi raised his head, only to notice that there were snowflakes in the sky again, "Then just wait a little longer."

Lin Xingmo hummed, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Next year I want to spend the winter in the south."

Hearing his request, Xu Yi's eyes were a little gentle, "Okay, then shall we go back to Jiancheng?"

"Ah."

Seeing Lin Xingmo nodding, Xu Yi said, "We'll buy a house with a yard. In winter, when the weather is clear and the sun is plentiful, you can bask in the sun in the yard."

He tried his best to describe Lin Xingmo's beautiful future vision, but in the end, he heard the young man say in a soft voice:

"Together we will."

Xu Yi paused, realized what he meant, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, then each of us will move a deck chair and lie in the yard to bask in the sun."

"I want to lie on the grass." Lin Xingmo said.

"It's all up to you."

Xu Yi patted him on the back, "We can also eat roasted sweet potatoes, as well as your favorite sugar water."

"Well, there's also whitebait egg custard."

"That's right, and egg custard."

The two chatted softly, and the atmosphere in the ward gradually became warmer. With Xu Yi's company, Lin Xingmo's mood also completely calmed down.

The sky outside is gradually getting darker, and the snow is still falling, and it tends to fall more and more.

After the two of them had dinner, the snow was a little lighter, but it was getting late. For safety reasons, they still decided to stay in the hospital for one night.

Xu Yi asked the nurse to bring hot water.

After adjusting the water temperature, he picked up the towel and wrung it dry. The water dripped on the surface of the water with a crisp sound.

Lin Xingmo has been watching him.

Xu Yi raised his head, and met his clear, clean, focused blue eyes, which made his heart pound against his chest uncontrollably.

"Close your eyes," he said.

Lin Xingmo obediently closed his eyes, and then felt the warm and soft towel fall on his face.

Xu Yi carefully avoided the wound on his forehead, and gently wiped his cheeks, eyes, nose... lips.

After leaving the warm towel, Lin Xingmo felt the coolness of the air on his face. Just as he was about to open his eyes, he felt another kind of softness and warmth covering him.

He didn't resist, and even opened his mouth cooperatively. The man let go of him only when his cheeks turned red and his thoughts gradually became blurred.

Lin Xingmo opened his eyes, looked at Xu Yi as if nothing had happened, washed the towel, took his hands and wiped it for him.

After wiping his hands, Xu Yi put down the towel and was about to add some hot water to let Lin Xingmo soak his feet, but his hands grabbed his sleeves.

Xu Yi raised his head.

The flush on the young man's face hadn't completely faded, he looked at him, and said in a soft voice, "Wipe the back too."

Under his gaze, Lin Xingmo unbuttoned the buttons of the hospital gown one by one, then turned around.

As the clothes slipped off gently, the graceful and white jade-like back appeared in front of Xu Yi without any concealment...

The author says:

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