I became a substitute for my brother

Since the signing of the divorce agreement, this was the first time the two met. Qin Wenyuan looked at Tao Heng's side face greedily, and said nonsensical words in his mouth. Tao Heng frowned slightly after hearing this, and squinted He glanced, "What did you say?"

"I said if you want to spend money, just spend it. If you don't have it, I'll give it to you."

Tao Heng asked him, "How much is fine?"

"As much as you want." He replied.

Tao Heng found that after removing the gentle pretense, Qin Wenyuan's dislike level increased instead of decreasing, which really made him not even want to say a word to him anymore.He laughed jokingly, and said: "But I don't want it. The money I got during the divorce is enough for me to squander my whole life. I don't invite people because I don't like outsiders in my house, not because I don't want to spend money. .”

Qin Wenyuan immediately caught the loophole in his words, pointed at Ji Muqiao and said, "Why do you let him stay in your house if you don't like outsiders at home?"

"Is he an outsider?" Tao Heng was puzzled.

Qin Wenyuan's anger gradually rose, "Even if he saved your life, you can't..."

"Why not?" Tao Heng interrupted him, "We all live alone, he is willing to take care of me, and I am willing to let him take care of me, I don't know what's the problem, besides, it's between me and him, What qualifications do others have to make a stunt?"

other people?

Qin Wenyuan did not expect that one day he would become "someone else" in Tao Heng's mouth, but it was clear that the two of them were the ones who had lived together. They ate and slept together, and did the most intimate things together. "other people"?

He would rather Tao Heng cry to him like before, say "hate", "resentment", and "hate" to him, rather than become the "other" he said has nothing to do with him.He was standing beside Tao Heng at this time, but he seemed to be thousands of miles away from him. So what if this person loved him again, he pushed him away, so what's the use of regretting now?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Tao Heng said: "You just want to tell me this? I'm sorry, I have to go."

"Wait," Qin Wenyuan came back to his senses, and quickly pressed his shoulder, "Wait, sorry, that's not what I want to say."

Tao Heng said patiently, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Qin Wenyuan gradually calmed down. Looking at Tao Heng's expressionless face, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat, and he opened his mouth several times before saying, "I'm sorry."

Tao Heng paused and looked up at him, as if he wanted to confirm whether the words just now came from his mouth, Qin Wenyuan quickly said again: "I'm sorry, Tao Heng."

"Sorry for what?" Tao Heng looked at him.

"A lot," Tao Heng met his gaze, and said slowly, "5 minutes is not enough, if you want to hear my solemn apology to you, can we make another appointment for dinner?"

Tao Heng shook his head, "I don't really want to hear it, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

After speaking, he turned the wheelchair to leave, but was held down by Qin Wenyuan again, "I still have..."

"Boss Qin, 5 minutes have passed." Ji Muqiao came over at some point and grabbed his wrist, "Dignified President, what you say must not count."

Qin Wenyuan gave him a cold look, he didn't want to make a fuss here, so he could only let go of his hand, feeling aching and aggrieved, watching Ji Muqiao push Tao Heng out of his sight.

Ji Muqiao pushed Tao Heng to the parking lot, found his car, opened the rear door, and carried Tao Heng in, "Sit down, I'll return the wheelchair."

"Yeah." Tao Heng leaned back in the chair wearily and closed his eyes.

Ji Muqiao rubbed his head and closed the car door.The sound of closing the door separated the inside and outside of the car into two worlds. Tao Heng opened his eyes, staring at the winter scenery outside the window in a daze in the boundless silence.

Ji Muqiao came back soon, and drove Tao Heng home. No one mentioned Qin Wenyuan on the way, as if he saw a friend who knew each other in the hospital and raised his hand to say hello. There was nothing worth mentioning again. value.

Parked the car downstairs in the community, and Ji Muqiao carried him up.It had only been a few months since his operation, and although he recovered well, he was exhausted after all. After tossing around at noon, he was already out of breath from exhaustion, and he put Tao Heng on the sofa, and he fell down along with him.

Tao Heng took out a tissue and handed it to him, "Wipe off your sweat."

"Thank you."

Ji Muqiao took off his coat and took the tissue, but he didn't want to grab Tao Heng's hand. Both of them paused. The next second, Ji Muqiao took Tao Heng's hand and pulled him away from the sofa. Put it back quickly.

Tao Heng couldn't help but let out a short "huh".

This small action is like a joke between friends, but it has a strong meaning.Tao Heng glanced at him, lowered his eyes, and pondered dully how to resolve the situation in front of him. Ji Muqiao had already said: "It's almost here, I'll do whatever you want to eat."

Tao Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and fell on the sofa, "You can do anything, I'm a little tired, so I'll sleep for a while."

"Sleep after eating," Ji Muqiao supported his head, "The meal will be ready soon."

Ji Muqiao put the ingredients cut at noon into the refrigerator, ordered some noodles briefly, and after feeding Tao Heng, who was disabled in limbs, he sent him into the bedroom. He saw the medicine he was taking recently on the bedside table. It stands to reason He should eat after lunch every day, but he thought about it and still didn't say anything. He hugged Tao Heng to the bed, "Go to sleep, I'll call you after two hours of sleep."

Tao Heng leaned on the bed, "Bring me a glass of water, please?"

Ji Muqiao went out to pour him a glass of water, and when he came in, he saw him unscrewing the medicine bottle to pour out the medicine.

Tao Heng raised his head, put the medicine into his mouth, and stretched out his hand to him. Ji Muqiao regained his senses, but he didn't hand over the water, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat it."

"Give it to me," Tao Heng took the glass of water and drank it, taking the medicine into his stomach. He put the water glass on the bedside table and looked up at Ji Muqiao, "Are you scared?"

Really scared.

Now that the blood in the bathroom has not been cleaned up, as long as Ji Muqiao thinks that the blood flowed from Tao Heng's body, his heart feels like being tightly held by a hand, and the pain is so painful that he can hardly stand up.

"If you are really uncomfortable, don't eat it. Let's talk about it later."

Ji Muqiao tried his best to sound relaxed, as if it wasn't a big deal, but Tao Heng said: "It's okay, I have a hunch, I'm already getting better, and maybe I'll be able to regain my life in a few days."

Tao Heng's premonition was correct, and after two more trembling days, his condition began to improve.

On the morning of the third day, when Ji Muqiao came out of the room, he found Tao Heng sitting alone on the balcony watching the morning light outside the window, with a peaceful smile on his face that he had never seen before.

There is a closed window on the balcony. After Tao Heng's accident a few days ago, the only window that can be opened on the closed window was also sealed by Ji Muqiao. The morning light came in through the glass and fell on Tao Heng, coating his whole body. In Phnom Penh, at that moment, Ji Muqiao suddenly felt that he saw an angel who fell into the world.

No, an angel fell into his heart.