Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

"Where are you going?" Lu Yichao asked with a smile, "I'll take you out for a walk after dinner..."

"I won't go with you." Qi Yanqing hugged Hua Diao, his tone was calm, his speech speed and eyes were slow.

Lu Yichao was frying eggs, but he lost his grip when he heard this sentence, the egg shell fell into the pan, and the oil splashed everywhere.

After a few seconds of pause, he turned his back to Qi Yanqing and asked, "Then who are you going with?"

Hearing that his tone was not right, Qi Yanqing glanced in his direction, and then looked at the door.

"Are you waiting for Tanwang?" Lu Yichao turned off the fire, walked towards Qi Yanqing, and asked again without giving up, "Are you waiting for Tanwang to pick you up? Just because he said he would come today."

Qi Yanqing looked at him furiously, without any fear, just looked at him like this.

Lu Yichao licked his chapped lips, put his hands on Qi Yanqing's side, lowered his body, and stared at him motionlessly with his thick and cold black eyes.

Forced to ask: "Qi Yanqing, are you waiting to talk nonsense?"

Such a sense of oppression forced Qi Yanqing to rebel.

Qi Yanqing raised his chin slightly and narrowed his eyes slightly. For a moment, he looked normal.

He didn't dodge Shang Lu Yichao's eyes in the slightest, it was acquiescence.

Lu Yizhao's breathing was stagnant, his eyes were filled with anger, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Then they suddenly moved closer to Qi Yanqing, so close that they could feel the hot and humid breath on their cheeks, which was moist and smelled like mint.

Lu Yichao said in a hoarse voice: "Qi Yanqing, the pheromones of talking about it smell good? Do you like him?"

Qi Yanqing watched him sticking up suddenly, frowning unhappily, trying to avoid it, "Mmmmmmmm!"

The moment he opened his mouth, Lu Yichao rushed over and kissed his lips, grabbed his breath fiercely, and pressed the back of his head so that he couldn't move.

"Well..." Qi Yanqing raised his hand to hit him.

Lu Yichao grabbed his wrist and fixed it, thoroughly indulged in this kiss until the tip of his tongue hurt.

The two stopped panting, Qi Yanqing's lips were stained with blood, his eyes were moist, and his cheeks were flushed.

The tip of Lu Yichao's tongue was bitten off, he wiped off the blood on his lips, his mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood.

He raised his hand to press Qi Yanqing's lower lip and wiped it, wiping off the blood.

Qi Yanqing slapped his hands away, he didn't know whether he was angry or lack of oxygen, his face was very red, and his long hair was scattered around his face.

Lu Yichao lightly twisted his fingers, the wet blood was slightly sticky, he looked at Qi Yanqing puzzled, only this person was reflected in his black eyes.

He asked: "Qi Yanqing, it's you who said that you treat me like your dog and don't let me go. Then why can't you let go of talking nonsense?"

"If you want to get married, I'll marry you. If you want to get a divorce, I'll divorce you too... Just to talk about nonsense? How affectionate you are."

Qi Yanqing couldn't understand what he was saying, but she could see the anger, sadness, and unwillingness in his eyes.

Qi Yanqing lowered his head and supported his head, something flashed by.

He has seen this look...

The doorbell rang suddenly, interrupting the confrontation between the two.

Zhou Jian knocked on the door, "Open the door with the surname Lu, pretend to be dead!"

Qi Yanqing looked towards the door, but Lu Yichao turned his face back in the next moment, and before he could speak, Qi Yanqing pushed him away heavily, watching him get up and open the door.

Lu Yichao was sitting on the sofa, keeping this posture unchanged, the broken hair on his forehead blocked most of his emotions.

"I Qing looks good today, rosy and translucent!" Zhou Jian hugged Qi Yanqing, "Have you eaten yet? What's the smell at home?"

Zhou Jian snorted and walked towards the kitchen, looking at the dark and unknown object in the frying pan, "I'll go! Lu Yichao, can you please give me something like this?"

Lu Yichao's reaction was slow, he got up on his knees, calmly washed the pan, heated up the oil, and prepared fried eggs.

Zhou Jian was full of question marks, "You can't speak anymore? I asked you to accompany Qingqing to let him talk, not to let you learn from him."

Lu Yichao pushed him out and continued cooking.

Tan Zhuang keenly sensed that something was wrong between the two of them.

He looked at Qi Yanqing who was sitting on the sofa, looking angry.

Tan Wang asked: "Yanqing, are you unhappy? What happened to Lu Yichao? Does he have a little prejudice against him? He has no malice towards you..."

Qi Yanqing hugged Hua Diao and interrupted him: "When is it, let's go."

Zhou Jian was peeling an apple, and when she heard this, she was so frightened that she almost peeled her hand.

"I know you can talk?! Do you want to go? Then let's go, go now!"

There was a "clang" sound from the kitchen, Lu Yichao couldn't stand still, turned around too quickly, and knocked the frying pan to the ground.

Qi Yanqing also looked over, and looked at Lu Yichao, then subconsciously pressed his lips together, feeling that there was still bloodshot.

He stood up with no emotion in his tone, just said: "Go."

Lu Yichao came over, his voice was very low: "Qi Yanqing, this is your home, where are you going?"

Hearing this question, Qi Yanqing's eyes were blank, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "...No."

Lu Yichao took a few breaths and asked him, "What's not? This isn't your home? You're not at home when you're sick, you want to go out..."

"I don't have a home."

Qi Yanqing's voice was clear, and his speech was neither fast nor slow. His dilated pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, blocking those hurting blades in reality.

Lu Yichao's eyes widened. At this moment, his brain was so blank that he couldn't speak a word, as if his mouth and nose were covered, and he was suffocated like falling into the deep sea. Only his heart was still beating slowly, and every sound made his eardrums buzz. Ming.

It seemed like a long time passed, maybe only a few seconds later, he emerged from the invisible deep sea, took off his apron, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qi Yanqing, you have a home, this is your home, I'll just go, don't..."

Qi Yanqing shook his head, "No, I don't want..."

His tone was so calm, he looked exactly the same as when he was found in the rainstorm that day.

At a loss, slow and simple, speaking slowly.

Just like hearing his name that day, he could say the answer the fastest.

"...Lu Yichao doesn't want me."

There was only Lu Yichao left in the room, Hua Diao went back to sleep on the back of the sofa, and was almost carried away by Qi Yanqing.

Lu Yichao lit a cigarette with downcast eyes, and he smoked expressionlessly.

Before leaving just now, Tan Wang said: "It's still useful for you to get along, Yanqing has changed, the blood clot in the head is one thing, and the influence of the gland is another."

Tan Lu patted Lu Yichao on the shoulder, "I'll take Yanqing for an examination first, wait for me to contact you."

Lu Yichao smoked cigarettes motionlessly, one after another, the smoke was lingering, his heart convulsed with dull pain.

He has a lot to say, but he can't say it in front of Qi Yanqing.

Qi Yanqing did something excessive, which made him grieve for so long, and made him hate it for more than three years.

For more than three years, he took revenge and humiliated Qi Yanqing. On the one hand, he felt that he should be treated like this, and on the other hand, he felt that he was cheap.

In the end, the result was that Qi Yanqing said that he had no home.

Tan Wang took Qi Yanqing to the hospital, and said to Zhou Jian, "Go and buy some food, just buy what he usually likes."

Zhou Jian thought for a while and said, "There's nothing I like, so I'll buy some of them."

Now only Tan Huang and Qi Yanqing were left, and they sat in the consultation room.

This place is very comfortable, the sofa is very soft, there is no weird smell in the room, there is only one window that does not murmur and shine on people, it is not too bright, the sunlight is just right, and the green trees outside are full of vitality.

Tan Lu didn't wear a white coat, just chatting with Qi Yanqing, "Yanqing, do you remember anything now? What about your name."

Qi Yanqing was very relaxed here, sinking into the sofa and shaking his head.

Tan Wang asked: "Do you think Qi Yanqing is okay?"

Qi Yanqing was stunned for a moment, his eyes were confused, then he shook his head.

"What about Lu Yichao, how is Lu Yichao?"

Qi Yanqing obviously had other emotions in his eyes, so he still shook his head.

Tan Lu's tone was very gentle, like a gently blowing wind, "How is Grandpa?"

"Okay." Qi Yanqing covered his right ear, "Grandpa..."

Tan Zhuang gave him time to relax and vent, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"Did grandpa say that Qi Yanqing is very good?"

Qi Yanqing lowered his head, propped his head with both hands and grabbed his hair.

It took a long time to see Qi Yanqing nodding.

"Did Qi Yanqing say that Lu Yichao is very good?"

This time Qi Yanqing quickly shook his head, with tears in his eyes.

Tan Wang put the tissue in his hand and changed the question, "Is there anything uncomfortable now? Do your feet hurt?"

"pain."

"Does the gland hurt?"

"pain."

Tan Huang rubbed his hair, "Then close your eyes, and you won't be hurt when you wake up, you can say anything here with Brother Tan, and Brother Tan will keep the secret for you."

Qi Yanqing just fell asleep like this.

Tan Wu is writing the case, and the writing is similar to before, and the old problems are repeated.

It is not surprising that Yanqing wanted to find him at this time.He has been Qi Yanqing's psychiatrist for many years.

He knew a lot of Yanqing's thoughts, and also knew some of his secrets.

To Yanqing, his pheromone means that he can relax, talk, rely on, and be credible.

Talking about looking at the case, the specific problem will have to wait for him to recover.

But now Qi Yanqing likes to express more than before.

I never said it hurts, I didn't show my weakness, I didn't vent my sadness, this is a very bad situation.

But it's different now, without the layers of psychological shackles, he doesn't have so many worries.

And now the most convenient way to treat his glands is related to Lu Yichao.

Everything has to wait for Qi Yanqing to recover before letting him make his own decision, and now he really needs to chat with Lu Yichao.

night.

Tan Huang and Lu Yichao met in the hospital garage, the surroundings were relatively dark, they stood in the corner, and there was only Tan Hua's car parked here.

"How is he?" Lu Yichao had a cigarette in his mouth, his face was not very good-looking.

"Sleeping, tired from crying." Tan Wang said.

Lu Yizhao frowned irritably, anger ran wildly in his body, he restrained his emotions, and asked again: "When you first met, was it because he was sick? You are a psychiatrist, you..."

"No comment." Tan Wan gently interrupted him. He is a psychiatrist, not a mediator. Keeping confidentiality for patients is the first rule.

No one wants their deepest secrets to be known to others.

"then you……"

Tan Wang interrupted him again: "I came today to ask you something about Yanqing."

Lu Yichao nodded and frowned: "You ask."

Tan Lu smiled warmly, pushed the metal-rimmed glasses, and looked at Lu Yichao calmly, seeing how bad his complexion was, haggard and restless, and his whole body was in a state of extreme anxiety.

"What do you want to ask! Quickly ask!" Lu Yichao said impatiently.

Tan Wang smiled: "Lu Yichao, do you like Qi Yanqing?"