The preschool teacher's wife of the president with facial paralysis

"Why are you..." Luo Heng was surprised, and then as if thinking of something, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said in a relaxed tone, "You don't need to see them, I can..."

"It's okay to be alone, and then go to the bar to get drunk in despair, and finally fall asleep in the trash can?" Hei Zhe looked at the man who pretended to be relaxed, his tone sank, there was a thin layer of anger in his voice, and he didn't know if he was angry with himself , still angry with each other.

"I..." Luo Heng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say when he saw the other party's ugly face. Finally, he lowered his head and looked at the snow-white quilt in front of him, and smiled softly, "Actually, it's nothing , didn’t die, right?”

"Luo Heng!" Hei Zhe's voice was lingering, and when he saw the other party's thin shoulders unconsciously shrunk slightly, he suddenly realized that his tone was too heavy to scare the other party, but he still didn't speak, just pursed his lips corner, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms.

"Aheng, I didn't mean to kill you, I just... I'm just too angry, I..."

"I know," Luo Heng raised his head to look at him, and smiled softly, "I thought I could handle it myself." His face was still pale, and his voice was soft, only a pair of black and bright The clear eyes flickered under the cold light, with a blurred light.

"Since I was a child, I have never disobeyed them. I walked step by step on the road they arranged for me. I thought that when I grew up, they might consider my feelings, but... it was all I thought, my father He..." At this point, Luo Heng smiled again, but the smile was uglier than crying.

"Aheng, you are just like your father." Hei Zhe patted the other party's back lightly and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?" Luo Heng looked at him puzzled.

"Do you know why I went to your parents this time?" Hei Zhe asked without answering.

"I know." Luo Heng nodded.

"We talked a lot. I can tell from the conversation that your father...he loves you very much, but he is not good at expressing it. He said the same thing as you. He thought you knew it." Hei Zhe lightly Patting the person in his arms, when he felt the other person's body stiffen slightly, his voice became softer, "You and your father are very similar in character, you both love each other, but no one says anything, so the misunderstanding will get worse." The bigger the accumulation, your dad just got so angry when he found out about the two of us because he loves you so much."

"Love me too much?" Luo Heng looked up at the man, his face was full of doubts, and his tone was full of uncertainty.

"Yes." Hei Zhe nodded, "There is no parent in the world who does not love their children."

"Just like you did to Xiaoxiao, although you don't say anything, you care about him the most, right?" Luo Heng smiled.

"I care about the two of you most." Hei Zhe hugged him even tighter, and laughed when he saw that he was in a better mood, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Hei Zhe, thank you." Luo Heng reached out and hugged him.There was gratitude in his voice.

"Thank you?" Hei Zhe pulled the man out of his arms, looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "Now that your father's matter is settled, it's time to settle the score between us?"

"What... what account?"

"Go out and get drunk without telling me, and make yourself sick. How are you going to settle the bill?"

"I..." Luo Heng turned his head guiltily, "I didn't do it on purpose."

"It's not intentional now, it's too late." Hei Zhe stretched out his hand, his slender and strong fingers caught the man's chin, making people look at him, leaned over and kissed him, and whispered between his lips and teeth: "You are still sick, This time I will let you go first, and next time if you dare to hide it from me alone, I will..." Hei Zhe stopped at this point, and looked at Luo Heng quietly with a pair of dark eyes.

"You just... what?" Luo Heng seized the time to catch his breath, his warm face turned red, and even his neck was tinged with an attractive pink.

"I'll just lock you up..." Hei Zhe moved his lips to his ear, bit the soft earlobe, felt the uncontrollable trembling of the other party's body, and laughed softly, finally showing kindness Let people go.

At this time, it was already late at night, and Luo Heng's body was still a little weak because of the high fever. Finally, Hei Zhe took the medicine and put him back on the bed.

"Sleep well, don't think about anything, I'll be by your side." After covering the quilt for someone, Hei Zhe pulled a stool beside him and sat on the side of the bed.

"Sleeping for too long, I can't fall asleep." Luo Heng blinked and looked at the man beside the bed.

"Sleep if you can't sleep." Hei Zhe was firm.

"Come and chat." Luo Heng looked at him, "You...you go to my house, my parents...how do you say?"

"What can I say?" Hei Zhe shrugged, "It's nothing more than the fact that we two men will not be happy together and will be pointed out by others, um... Also, the two old men have no grandchildren to hug."

"I..." Although Hei Zhe's tone was relaxed, Luo Heng could still imagine what his parents would say at that time, and what kind of attitude he would have towards Hei Zhe.

"Don't worry." Hei Zhe looked at his frowning, raised his hand to caress the man's brow, and said in a deep voice, "I won't leave you."

"But my parents..."

"With me here, don't worry," Heizhe smiled, "Be good and rest well, everything will be fine when you recover from illness."

Although he knew that the man was coaxing him, Luo Heng was still very happy in his heart. He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt up to cover himself, leaving only a pair of eyes full of stars to look at Hei Zhe, and muttered: "Coaxing the child, it can't be Think of me as Xiaoxiao."

"Guess?" Hei Zhe looked at the pair of eyes that made his heart flutter, and rarely thought of teasing him, but unexpectedly, the other party turned around and turned his back to him, "I won't guess, I'm going to sleep. "

Hei Zhe looked at the man's back, the light in his eyes softened, and he just looked at him quietly. After a long time, Luo Heng's breathing gradually became steady. Hei Zhe knew that the other party had fallen asleep, so he lightened his feet lightly. Putting his hands on the bed, he gently pulled him into his arms, took a deep breath of the smell of the other person, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

Early the next morning, Luo Mu saw such a scene when she entered the door with the pork rib soup stewed before dawn. There were two men lying on the small hospital bed, and her son was lying in Hei Zhe's arms. Sleep soundly.

Rom "..."

Hei Zhe's sleep has always been relatively shallow, and he frowned slightly when he heard the sound of the door opening, and woke up from his sleep, and then saw Luo Mu standing at the door...