Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Qi Yanqing didn't want to talk to him, and sat in the back wrapped in a blanket in a daze.

He just woke up, his hair was tied in a mess behind his head, and the broken hair blocked his face, his eyes were expressionless.

When getting out of the car, Lu Yichao stopped him, squatted down with his back facing him, "Come on."

Qi Yanqing was about to get out of the car, but he blocked the door, and looked at him puzzled.

Lu Yichao turned his head and smiled at him: "My feet hurt, I'll carry you back."

Qi Yanqing stared at his back for a long time with slow eyes, and a few fragments flashed in his mind.

Who has carried him like this... Who is it?

He pulled his hair and closed his eyes uncomfortably, feeling dizzy.

"What's wrong?!" Lu Yichao hurriedly stood up and supported him, "Headache? Don't pull your hair... let go and clear."

Lu Yichao took his hand away and pressed it against his forehead. He didn't have a fever, but his forehead was very cold.

Qi Yanqing seemed to be trapped in a certain emotion, and his eyes that were already foggy could not find a little focus now.

Lu Yichao wrapped him in a blanket, carried him out, and comforted him: "Qingqing, let's go home first."

Qi Yanqing smelled his body and struggled to move, "No...I don't..."

Lu Yichao hugged him tightly, kissed his forehead, and quickly ran home, "Don't move, Qingqing, just hug him, and you'll be home in no time!"

Qi Yanqing pushed him uncomfortably, and said intermittently: "Don't...don't touch me! I won't let you carry...let go! It smells bad!"

As soon as the elevator door opened, Lu Yichao went in and put him down.

Qi Yanqing's footsteps were flimsy, and he took a few steps back to lean against the elevator, and the blanket fell to the ground.

Lu Yichao stood in front of him with a height of 1.8 meters, and grabbed Qi Yanqing's hand to push him away, "There is surveillance, so don't take pictures of your face."

Qi Yanqing leaned against the corner panting slightly, coughed a few times, Lu Yizhao shook the blanket twice and wrapped it around him, "You really hate me so much? You don't even want to hug me?"

Qi Yanqing didn't look at him, and he couldn't smell him from this distance.

The elevator slowly ascended, and there was no one there at this time.

Lu Yichao bent over slightly, looked at him with long and deep eyes, "I won't bully you anymore, I'm sorry about what happened in the morning."

Qi Yanqing pulled up the blanket to cover his nose, his eyelids drooped.

Lu Yichao stepped back half a step, put his right hand behind him, and wrapped him in his arms, with a calm and gentle voice.

"Your feet and legs are injured. You can't stand for a long time and you can't walk all the time. You have to continue dancing. Don't care about your legs so much. Does it hurt to stand now?"

Qi Yanqing wrapped the blanket tightly, and nodded slightly.

"Then I'll take you out and put you on the sofa so I won't touch you. I really can't hurt my legs anymore."

Qi Yanqing was carried back, and he didn't smell his pheromone in the brief contact, and the flashing pictures in his head disappeared.

Qi Yanqing was lying on the sofa with the cat in his arms, listening to Hua Diao's snoring, rubbing Hua Diao's soft belly with his slender fingers.

Lu Yichao came over with medicine and water, and pressed his forehead again, "Take the medicine."

Qi Yanqing did not object to taking medicine, so he ate a large amount of bitter medicine without changing his face, and then sank sickly on the sofa with his hands on his stomach.

Lu Yichao rubbed his palms to warm up, sat beside him and gently covered his stomach, comforting him in a low voice, "It will get better, I won't take so many medicines all the time."

The medicine contained calming ingredients, and after a while Qi Yanqing began to feel sleepy, his eyelids blinked sticky.

Then he tilted his head to one side, and was hugged by Lu Yichao into his arms, with his head resting on his shoulder.

Lu Yichao moved carefully, and covered him with a quilt, covering his hands and feet.

He sighed softly, stretched his hand under the quilt and gently squeezed Qi Yanqing's wrist tightly, pressing his thumb on his pulse and gently rubbing it.

Qi Yanqing's soft long hair pressed against his cheek, and there was a faint fragrance.

He tilted his head and leaned against Qi Yanqing, Hua Diao moved to sleep between the two of them, and fell asleep in a short while.

Lu Yizhao couldn't sleep, the quiet environment was too easy to overthink.

He thought about Tan Wang's words for a long time, and Tan Wang generously admitted that there was a secret between them, but Tan Wang also said it.

[Who said that secrets must be told to the closest person, what if the secret is related to this person. 】

In case this secret has anything to do with him.

That Qi Yanqing's occasional gentleness, occasional coquettish temper, and the sadness and cruelty after being cheated by him that time.

It seems that they have found a more accurate answer.

Lu Yichao's eyes were slightly hot and sore, he lightly rubbed the top of Qi Yanqing's hair, and asked in a low voice: "Qi Yanqing, do you like me?"

What responded to him was Qi Yanqing's gentle and long breathing.

Lu Yichao closed his eyes, his voice became more and more trembling, "You don't like me, do you?"

He hugged Qi Yanqing tightly, his voice was so small that it died away, with a hint of begging, "...don't like me, don't like me so early."

He didn't dare to think, if Qi Yanqing liked him three years ago, or even longer...

If in addition to treating him as a dog to humiliate him, there is another kind of affection hidden.

Then how cruel what he did to Qi Yanqing.

He thought of that day on the edge of the cliff, Qi Yanqing and Qi Chuxing were tied to the same rope, he clearly saw how ugly and weak Qi Yanqing's face was.

He obviously has more ways to calm Qi Chuxing and don't struggle.

But he just chose the cruelest one, making Qi Yanqing recall that he was once abandoned...

As soon as he said that sentence, he regretted it. He heard Qi Yanqing cry.

He thought that Qi Yanqing was sad that he was abandoned.

But if Qi Yanqing loved him at that time, if there was no feeling for him at all.

So at that time Qi Yanqing was crying all the time, and he didn't hold back his hand when he was pulled.

At that time, Qi Yanqing was still crying, was blown by the wind, and there was a cliff waterfall under him, but he looked at himself calmly.

"Lu Yichao, I'm leaving, can you hold me back?"

Why did you want to leave so decisively? The answer came out.

Qi Yanqing who was sleeping suddenly made a sound and moved his wrist.

Lu Yichao let go of his grip, watching Qi Yanqing's wrist clenched with red marks.

He hugged Qi Yanqing tightly, feeling flustered and uneasy, his heart pounding and sinking.

If all these "ifs" come true, Qi Yanqing should hate him to death.

The brandy pheromone oozes out a little bit, comforting Qi Yanqing.

Qi Yanqing frowned even in his drowsiness, responding to his pheromones.

Lu Yizhao patted him on the back, coaxing him in a choked voice, "Get well soon, Qi Yanqing."

He has a secret that he has kept in his heart for many years.

What was unspeakable before was unworthy of speaking now.

Tan Wang went to pick up Qi Chuxing, carried him skillfully to the passenger seat, "I'll take you somewhere today."

"No, I want to go home." Qi Chuxing laughed, "Thank you for always picking me up."

Tan Wang: "I found Qi Yanqing, don't you want to see him?"

Qi Chuxing seemed to be hit in the head by someone, his wide-eyed eyes quickly mist, and tears fell down, "Go! Go now...my brother, my brother, he still..."

"Don't cry, you're still alive." Tan Wang handed him a tissue, "Don't tell your dad, this matter will be kept a secret from them."

Qi Chuxing couldn't stop crying. He couldn't stop crying when he got on the highway, and he kept sobbing without making a sound.

The pheromone of the white rose permeated the car, which smelled nice.

Tan Lu tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and handed him a cup, "Drink some water, make up for it, and then cry."

Originally, he wanted to tease him, but Qi Chuxing suddenly turned his head and cried even harder.

After thinking about it for a while, he still said a few words of comfort: "Yanqing is in good condition now, he was injured, but at least he came back alive, don't cry."

It's okay if you don't comfort me, but Qi Chuxing's tears will be even more turbulent if you talk too much.

When he arrived at the last service area, Tan Huang parked the car and saw that his eyelids were swollen from crying, his forehead and the tip of his nose were red from crying.

"Are you okay?" Tan Wang asked him.

Qi Chuxing took a few deep breaths, his voice was very hoarse, and he choked from time to time.

"Let's go... let's go, don't, don't waste time..."

"Are you all right?" Tan Huang tested the temperature of his forehead, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"No, really not." Qi Chuxing avoided his hand, covered his face and pressed his eyes, "Let's go and talk, I want to see my brother..."

Tan Wang retracted his hand, "Night is coming, you should sleep for a while."

Qi Chuxing and Qi Yanqing are not the same, but their personalities are too different.

Qi Chuxing really loves to cry, like a child.

"Here we are, do you like it here?" Lu Yichao opened the car door for Qi Yanqing and carried him out.

Qi Yanqing was still hugging the cat, staring at the gate in front of him in a daze.

There is still dried glue on the door frame, where white paper was pasted here to pay homage to the dead.

Lu Yichao put him down, supported him with one hand, and took out a bunch of keys with the other.

This is what he dug out from Qi Yanqing's bag, the key to the grandfather's house.

After the courtyard door was opened, Qi Yanqing walked in slowly. Vegetables were still growing in the courtyard. The cucumber vines were all withered, the tomato seedlings were withered, and the figs were overripe and rotten on the ground.

It's obviously not chaotic, but it's desolate.

Nobody cares here.

Qi Yanqing suddenly felt very sad, he squatted on the ground and picked up a tomato, rubbed his fingers a few times and took a bite.

very sour……

Tears came out immediately.

Lu Yichao felt distressed, hugged Qi Yanqing, patted his back, stroked his thin back, and let him cry on his shoulder.

"I'll clean it up and replant the vegetables. There are seeds in the car. Wait for me and I'll get them."

Qi Yanqing was placed on the rocking chair in the yard, and dust fell on it. After sitting outside for too long, it creaked and Qi Yanqing wiped the ashes with his hands.

With tears streaming down his face, he looked around.

Hua Diao doesn't run around, but grinds his claws under the big tree on the right side of the yard.

Lu Yichao came back with the seeds, turned the soil and pulled out the withered leaves. A hose was attached to the water pipe, and the soil was wetted with water first.

Qi Yanqing went over to snatch his water pipe, but Lu Yichao didn't stop him, and stood beside him to watch him water, and helped him hold the water pipe at the back so that he didn't have to exert much effort.

It can be seen that Qi Yanqing is better here than at home, Qi Yanqing here is fresh, he has memories of this place.

Lu Yichao inadvertently released some soothing pheromones, Qi Yanqing frowned at him.

Lu Yichao explained with a smile: "The medicine is bitter, but you can get better if you take it. My pheromone smells bad. For a reason, the smelly pheromone is good for your health."

"Get well soon, and there will be no pain anywhere." Lu Yichao wiped off the drops of water splashed on his face, "Get well soon, and you won't have to smell my pheromones anymore."

Qi Yanqing pursed her pale lips and endured it.

It's not that it smells bad, it's that you feel uncomfortable when you smell it, and you feel uncomfortable.

It took an afternoon to renovate all the soil and wait for the next day to plant things.

It was a bit cold when the night wind blew up, Qi Yanqing sneezed, and was immediately carried back to the house by Lu Yichao.

Lu Yichao touched his cold hands, pushed him to the bathroom, and adjusted the hot water for him, "I'll cook, you take a shower, use hot water to soak your legs."

Qi Yanqing sneezed again, Lu Yichao's tone became more serious, "Hurry up and wash, don't catch a cold! Did you catch a cold while watering in the afternoon?"

He was obviously very careful not to let the water get on Qi Yanqing's body.

Qi Yanqing pushed him out, "...I'm hungry."

"I'll cook, and you'll come out soon after washing up." Lu Yichao turned on all the bathroom heaters for him, the bathroom was warm, and then went to get ingredients for cooking.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qi Yanqing started to cough again while unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes were red, and he looked uncomfortable.