unrequited love forbidden

Rainy night

I just believe it

Maybe because he thought he was sleeping too well, Fu Qingzhou dreamed about the past again.

It was the day he had a car accident.

At that time, it was around the middle of the second semester of the second year of high school. For tuition fees, he often skipped class at night to go to the Internet cafe to make orders. Occasionally, Xiang Xian would call him to help watch the situation.

It rained heavily that night, and he came out of the Internet cafe with an umbrella, and was drenched in the cold after walking a few steps. The umbrella cloth couldn't stop the violent wind and rain at all.

He only wore a thin sweater, and after being drenched, he felt chills all over his body. Because he was in a hurry to go home, he deliberately took a small road. There were many trash cans on that road, and there were many restaurants and messy clubhouses in front of him. He walked quickly on the water Walking forward, the raindrops crackled on the umbrella, completely blocking the sound of footsteps behind me.

After being thrown from behind with a sap, Fu Qingzhou felt dazed, and fell into the rain before he even felt the pain.

The rain made the night heavy and blurry. He touched the brick or stone next to him, and when the opponent wanted to strike again, he slammed it on the opponent's head.

It must have been smashed, and he was hit hard by a stick on the shoulder again, the pain made him irritable, he couldn't see clearly, and his head hit the trash can.

A car drove by on the road outside the alley, and the fleeting lights made him only see the small half of the other party's neck under the raincoat, which was not recognizable.

Seeing that another stick fell, Fu Qingzhou was vigilant, but his movements became sluggish due to the pain. He could only raise his arms subconsciously to protect his head, but the opponent was so fast that it was too late.

Bang.

His head buzzed and he lost consciousness.

The piercing sound of the whistle made him open his eyes. He was lying in the garbage dump, drenched in rainwater all over his body. He was leaning against the gap between the garbage can and the wall in an almost twisted posture, and it hurt to move. It's going to kill me.

A drenched little orange cat trembled out of the trash, meowed at him twice, saw that he was not moving, and wobbled towards the entrance of the alley.

"Meow—" the little orange cat raised its head tremblingly and shouted at people.

Under the dim light, someone stopped.

The other party was tall, holding a large umbrella, wearing only a black hoodie, lowered his head in the dim light and rain, and glanced at the cat.

The kitten yelled weakly: "Meow——"

The other party hesitated for a second, knelt down and reached out to touch the little orange cat's head. The umbrella was tilted back, revealing a smooth side face. The slightly curly hair was sticking out of the hoodie and was wet by the rain. The kitten's eyes were gentle and sad.

"I'm sorry, I can't take you home, because I don't have a home anymore." The man's voice was crying, and he seemed powerless.

Fu Qingzhou gasped for breath with difficulty, but was unexpectedly choked by the rain, coughed twice, and the wound on his body was pulled and ached violently.

The man seemed to be taken aback, the kitten let out a shrill cry, turned around and got into the garbage dump.

The icy rain was blocked by the umbrella, and Fu Qingzhou clearly felt that someone was shaking him.

"Hey, are you okay? Hey, wake up."

He opened his eyes, but couldn't see the other person's face clearly, only vaguely felt that the other person was anxious.

"Your head is broken, I'll call 120 for you." The man took out his mobile phone and wanted to call a car.

"No need." He grabbed the opponent's hand. He should have great strength. The opponent seemed to cry out in pain. He relaxed his strength a little, grabbed the opponent's hand and sat up shaking, "Don't call 120, I have no money."

"It's okay, I'll help—" the other party said subconsciously, but stopped abruptly, "Fuck, I don't have any money."

Fu Qingzhou was amused by the other party's straightforwardness and frankness. Although he could still laugh outrageously in such a miserable state, he did have a moment of happiness, or it was brought about by the sympathy between the two poor people. pleasure.

"But you are a bit serious, brother." The other party tried to help him up, but failed.

"Don't worry about me." Fu Qingzhou was in a trance, but he still grabbed his hand and stood up forcefully, "I'm fine... just a little cold."

The other party hesitated for another two seconds, then took off his hoodie and put it on Fu Qingzhou's body, and put the umbrella into his hand, "Can you walk by yourself?"

"Yes." Fu Qingzhou shook, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The other party scratched his head guiltily, "It's time for me to go to work, I have to hurry up and leave, otherwise the boss will deduct my wages, and I—"

The other party said to go, but he didn't move a step. It seemed that he really wanted to send him home or to a certain hospital.

A bad guy.

Fu Qingzhou twitched the corners of his mouth, but because this bad guy helped him, it was difficult to feel disgusted, and he even felt lucky and grateful.

"Don't worry about me." Fu Qingzhou was wearing his coat, holding an umbrella and walking towards the other side of the alley. He was beaten up like this and couldn't go back. Otherwise, Fu Jianhong would have nothing to do, so he planned to go back to the Internet cafe to make do stay.

The man stood at the entrance of the alley for a long time, his worried eyes seemed real.

Fu Qingzhou walked forward holding an umbrella. For a moment, he suddenly wanted to know his name. When he was about to reach the other side of the alley, he turned to look at him.

The alley was empty, people had already left.

He felt a little regretful, and could only walk forward across the crosswalk while holding an umbrella. Immediately after, the glare of lights and the sound of violent brakes hit him. into the unconscious.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the white walls of the hospital and the smell of pungent disinfectant.

and empty trousers.

"Fu Qingzhou? Fu Qingzhou! Brother Zhou!"

Fu Qingzhou opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Jiang Xiao's face full of anxiety. He took a deep breath, his eyes were a little out of focus, as if the heavy rain was still with him.

"Jiang Xiao." His throat hurt so badly that he was hoarse when he shouted.

"Here it is." Jiang Xiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and dragged him to sit up, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head.

"Did you go to the playground to freeze?" Jiang Xiao reached out to test his forehead, "I seem to hear you say it's cold."

It was already dark outside, and the lights were not turned on in the room. Jiang Xiao's face approaching in the dark overlapped with the face in the rain curtain, and the missing memory was finally filled.

"The car was followed by this black hoodie holding an umbrella. Here at the intersection... In the video, the black hoodie stopped and entered the alley... There was no surveillance in the alley... The suspect probably thought that the other party was going to cross the alley , turned the corner directly in front, went around to the other side of the alley, and accelerated immediately after seeing the umbrella..."

"There is a purpose and a plan...but the suspect identified the wrong person...his target should be the person who helped you..."

"I'm sorry...the rain was too heavy that day, and there was too little evidence...the car was registered, we will continue to investigate..."

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Chang said that he helped to find out. The young man who was working across the street at that time... was the person that the car was going to hit. His name was Jiang Xiao, and he was...the young master of the group... ...bankruptcy..."

"Mr. Fu, look at the interview materials, this guy named Jiang Xiao..."

"Fu Qingzhou, are you crazy! You lost two legs for him, and you still want to get someone to be a driver, isn't it sick!?"

"Are you going to take revenge on him...he doesn't know...what's going on..."

"I knew I would have you wear a down jacket." Jiang Xiao turned on the light in the bedroom, and dragged him up, "Go take a hot bath, and I'll make you some ginger soup."

"I'm fine." Fu Qingzhou was reluctant.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I catch a cold in winter, Bai Xia is so energetic." Jiang Xiao patted him on the waist, "Hurry up, wake Fu Zhi up to eat together after taking a shower."

Fu Qingzhou grabbed his wrist, "Jiang Xiao."

"Don't act like a baby to me." Jiang Xiao said sternly: "I'm very unprincipled, I can't stand you acting like a baby."

"I didn't." Fu Qingzhou argued weakly.

Jiang Xiao was a little dazed, and reached out to touch his forehead, "You haven't woken up yet?"

Fu Qingzhou was angry and funny, and raised his arms to hug him.

Jiang Xiao hugged back kindly, triumphantly and confidently, "And you said you didn't act coquettishly, and you counted on me to eat this shit—you bit my neck again! Let go!"

Fu Qingzhou pressed the bite mark with his fingertips, frowned and said, "I don't have a cold, so I don't need to drink ginger soup."

Jiang Xiao patted his hand away, covered his neck and said angrily: "If you don't drink, don't drink, why are you biting me!"

The slightly drooping eyes were full of accusations and grievances.

"Uh..." Fu Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then touched his nose guiltily.

Jiang Xiao said viciously: "You have to drink if you drink, and you have to drink if you don't drink!"

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Qingzhou filled his stomach with ginger soup with a distorted expression, and his nose was so hot that a thin layer of sweat broke out.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Xiao walked to him, "This kid sleeps like a muddy beach, and he can't cry no matter what."

"Don't worry about him, let him sleep." Fu Qingzhou felt that the sweat smelled like ginger, and pushed the bowl aside with a little disgust.

"Promise." Jiang Xiao mocked him ruthlessly, "If you have the ability, don't catch a cold every now and then."

Fu Qingzhou covered his face with his hand and pushed him onto the sofa, "Shut up."

"I don't." Jiang Xiao giggled and collapsed on the sofa, jumped up and leaned on his thigh to poke his chin, "It's fine if you don't appreciate me if I boil it for you, and blame me."

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and stared at him with a puzzled look on his face.

Jiang Xiao was so stared at that his back was hairy, "You are still not convinced, I will cook you another pot!"

Fu Qingzhou pressed his forehead to prevent him from getting up, and said seriously: "I didn't blame you, I never blamed you."

"Hiss, why did you suddenly become affectionate?" Jiang Xiao rubbed his arms and put his hand around his neck, "Come on, give me a kiss and I'll believe it."

Fu Qingzhou smiled, leaned over and kissed her.