[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

At night Qi Chilai refused to leave in the ward, stickier than a real patient.

Cheng Yourang saw through his plan, and said expressionlessly, "I'm a patient, so be sober."

But the person who was persuaded didn't listen at all, and arranged for someone to come in with an extra bed.

The room in the ward is quite large, even if there is an extra bed, there is no problem, but Cheng Yourang didn't understand: "What do you mean? Why do you need an extra bed?"

Qi Chi didn't know whether he didn't understand or did it on purpose, he raised his eyebrows: "You mean I will sleep in the same bed with you?"

A hospital bed was not very wide, and they were crowded when they lay on it together in the afternoon.Cheng Yourang's back is injured and it's not easy to turn over, but if Qi Chi also stays still, it will be a bit tiring.

Cheng Yourang seemed to really understand his plan now: "Do you really want to take care of me?"

"What else? My boyfriend got hurt because of me, shouldn't I stay and take care of him?"

Cheng Yourang didn't answer, and acquiesced to his overnight stay.

Qi Chi put on his coat and said, "Let's go for a walk, to digest food."

They had just finished dinner and it was time for a walk.

It might be because of his family's shareholding, and they came to the same hospital where Qi Chi stayed for more than half a month before.

Walking on the small road with him, looking at the surroundings covered in white, Cheng Yourang suddenly remembered the encounter with him here a month ago.

"I picked you up here last time!"

Seeing him smiling happily, Qi Chi told him the truth without hesitation: "I'm here waiting for you to pick it up."

Cheng You let the smile disappear gradually: "You did it on purpose?"

He also felt strange at the time, how could such a big hospital have such a coincidence that he picked up a big living person who was paralyzed?

But at that time, even if he was beaten to death, he would not have thought that this was a chance encounter intentionally created by Qi Chi. He really thought that his assistant was just a stupid young man, and that there was such a gravitational attraction between them.

The road was icy, Qi Chi was afraid that he would fall, so he held him carefully, but he was still able to pinch his face with one hand: "Otherwise, how could I be picked up by you and talk to you so much? "

Cheng Yourang was annoyed that he pinched his face, not because he hated it, but because he felt that he owed him a lot.

"Did you make up my mind at that moment?"

"Ang," Qi Chi admitted as it should be, "You are so cute, what if I didn't strike earlier and someone robbed me?"

Cheng Yourang pulled his face down: "Hearing you say that, I really can't be happy at all."

Probably everyone will be very touched when they know that the person they like has liked them since a long time ago.

But obviously Cheng Yourang is a different kind.

Qi Chi knew that he still couldn't accept his previous virtues, and he didn't forgive him for what he had done to him before.Now he finally agreed to himself, and he didn't dare to mention those unhappy things anymore, so he picked up something he liked to hear: "It was only then that I knew what you really like?"

Recalling the chat between the two at that time, Cheng Yourang was a little nostalgic: "It may be too long since no one asked me what kind of life I want and what I like."

Holding his hand, Qi Chi said solemnly: "If you are not satisfied with your current life, I will accompany you to change in the direction you like."

Cheng Yourang turned his face away, without any expression on his face, but quietly squeezed his hand tightly.

There is no special scenery outside, and the two of them didn't eat much at night.It seems that in the name of digestion, I want to walk slowly with each other for a while.

"It's cold outside, shall we go back?"

Qi Chi suggested, and Cheng Yourang nodded in agreement.

When he reached the door, Qi Chi stopped suddenly.

"?"

Cheng Yourang turned to look at him.

The door to get in was open, and the windows were already covered with mist.Qi Chi glanced at him with a smile, stretched out his finger and quickly hooked it a few times on the glass—drawing a heart.

"Deadly childish."

After seeing the pattern he drew, Cheng Yourang turned his head and complained.

Qi Chi smiled lowly, rubbed his head and wanted to move on.But Cheng Yourang stood still, and suddenly stretched out his hand, next to the heart he drew just now, and started to draw it too.

When the fingertips touched the glass, it was icy cold, and when they left, the two hearts leaned together.

Qi Chi stared blankly at the painting on the glass, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while. He reached out to touch it for a long time, but was worried that it would be damaged, so he stopped with one hand in mid-air.

The youngest of the Qi family, who grew up in a pile of money, had never seen any famous paintings and artworks, but now he was captivated by the simple to childish painting in front of him.

"We're together, right?"

Cheng Yourang held his hand that could not advance or retreat, and when he realized it was too cold, he dragged it into his pocket together: "Otherwise? Do you think you are dreaming?"

"It's really like a dream," Qi Chi tilted his head and kissed his ear lightly, "But I won't make you go back on your word."

Cheng Yourang smiled back: "Then you have to do it!"

When he returned to the ward, he saw two beds separated by one meter, and Qi Chi put them together by himself, forming a 1.8-meter bed.

Cheng Yourang was stunned by his actions: "What hospital do you still live in? Why don't you just tie me to your house?"

Qi Chi answered: "That's fine too, will you come with me?"

Thinking about his current situation, Cheng Yourang shook his head in fear: "I am a patient, if something happens, I may not be able to send it to the hospital in time."

Qi Chi looked him up and down, and smiled meaningfully: "Then I wish you a speedy recovery."

Cheng Yourang smiled: "Let's encourage each other."

At night, the two of them lay together on the bed, and Qi Chi hugged him carefully, letting him bury his face in his arms.

"You smell so good."

Cheng Yourang sighed, the cool and lazy woody fragrance had appeared in his dream.

Qi Chi inserted his hand into his hair, and pressed it repeatedly: "Then you hug me more, and get the smell over."

His muffled voice came out: "Yes."

Both of them were getting sleepy, chatting with each other.

"Your hair is so long."

"I've always wanted to cut it, but I'm too lazy and haven't cut it yet."

"Don't cut it, I like your long hair."

"What does I have to do with you? I don't care what you like!"

Qi Chi slammed his chin on his head: "It hurts so much that you don't care, you young~"

"Come on," Cheng Yourang snorted, "Do you like long hair or Qiao Shumu's long hair? I'll go get a bald head tomorrow. If you like it, you like it, and you don't like it!"

"Jealous again? Huh?"

"Damn it! Just don't have a child outside someday. If I eat all kinds of jealousy, I'll kill myself with sourness."

"No one else, it doesn't matter to anyone, I just like your hairy head, it's very comfortable to touch."

"Where are you petting the dog? Don't pet it, get out!"

This man spoke harsh words, but his body was lazy.Not only did the posture of lying in his arms remain unchanged, but he also shook his head cooperatively when he was pulling his hair, and burrowed into the person's arms.

"Haven't you seen Bai Tuanzi for a long time? I'll send Xiao He over to accompany you tomorrow."

"Okay, much better than you."

"Why are you always so stubborn?"

"Can't take it anymore? Then get out, I'll go find the next one."

Qi Chi plucked his hair randomly, and knocked on his forehead a little angrily: "Can you say something nice, we just got together, and the language is violent?"

"Can't you?"

"Don't dare."

"I remembered—the time you asked me to feed you chicken soup, did you also plan on me?"

"No."

"Then who feeds you when I'm not around?"

"I won't eat without you."

"Come on."

Cheng Yourang didn't believe his nonsense, but he was too lazy to care about it, lying in a warm embrace with his eyes closed, it was really comfortable.

"It's been a long night, shouldn't you fulfill your boyfriend's responsibilities?"

"Then go to sleep, you can decide what you want to do with me in your dream." Cheng Yourang's voice was lazily, faintly sleepy.

"It's all up to me if you don't cooperate?"

"Don't you just want to hear me call your husband? All right, go to sleep."

Qi Chi pinched his ears to keep him from falling asleep: "Why are you shouting?"

Cheng Yourang was still active just now when he spoke harshly, but now he was already sleepy. He shook his head and found that he couldn't shake off the hand that was making trouble on his ear, and suppressed his voice like a baby: "I'm sleepy to death, so don't make trouble me."

"Are you really sleepy?"

"It's really sleepy, my husband~"

Although he knew that this person was often shameless and quick to learn, Qi Chi was still teased by this husband.He bowed his head and kissed his hair, then touched his head gently: "Well, go to sleep."