Yamakawa

Later, some of the children in the group were forced by their parents to apologize to him, and brought various fruit snacks to the hospital to see him.

Xie Qiujie just looked at them and said calmly, "But I almost died, do they count as murder?"

Then their parents looked stiff and did not dare to speak.

Xie Qiujie knew what those people meant, but he never intended to forgive, he just wanted to make those people feel uneasy forever.

He sometimes even thinks that if he freezes to death in the water at that time, he hopes that all those people will go to jail.

He is not kind and has no good intentions. He just wants those who hurt him to get retribution.

The aftermath of that high fever is that Xie Qiujie will experience an uncomfortable cold every year when the seasons change and winter.

Every winter, my hands and feet are cold, and even my knees hurt in winter, and my legs are old and cold at a young age.

When Xie Qiujie escaped from the nightmare, he always felt that something was wrong, his vision was still gray, someone hugged him so tightly that he almost felt out of breath.

And the quilt turned out to be warm, this kind of warmth was not the warmth of him stuffing a hot water bottle into the quilt, but full and lively.

The moment he opened his eyes in a daze, he felt that he should still be dreaming. Someone was hugging him from behind, with his warm chest pressed against his back.

He remembered the smell.

He was startled, and tentatively called: "Xia Youqing?"

"Yes." Xia Youqing replied.

"What are you doing."

Xie Qiujie wanted to reach out to touch his phone to see what time it is, but when he moved his hand, he found that he was holding Xia Youqing's hand tightly, and Xia Youqing was holding him in his arms.

"Let go, how did you run into my room?"

Xia Youqing: "..."

Little models can be annoying sometimes.

Xie Qiujie was more like trying to hide his bewilderment, with imperceptible panic in his voice, he said in a wrong way: "Why did you climb on my bed, when did you come back?"

Xia Youqing didn't answer him, but touched his forehead, the temperature was no longer so low, and said, "Sleep for a while."

It's only two o'clock in the morning.

Xie Qiujie couldn't see it, but felt the breath of his voice on his face when he spoke. He turned around and touched Xia Youqing's Adam's apple in the dark.

Xia Youqing's Adam's apple is superior, sharp and full.

He felt Xia Youqing's Adam's apple slipped.

"what are you saying?"

Xia Youqing froze for a moment.

Xie Qiujie remembered seeing the moonlight outside the window just now, and it should be night now, touching his Adam's apple and saying to himself, "Did you hear something, am I dreaming now too?"

If it wasn't for a dream, how could Xia Youqing enter his room and hug him.

That is too absurd.

It seems that he has not completely escaped from the nightmare, he is a little fragile, his expression is dazed, and his voice is hoarse, "I just had a nightmare, and it was a dream when I was a child. When I woke up from the nightmare, I grew up."

When he grows up, he will be free and will not suffer so much.

Xia Youqing patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, it's over."

They were already in a hugging position, Xie Qiujie completely curled himself into a ball, two big men would not hug like this.

Xie Qiujie didn't want to push him away, his mind was muddled and confused, he just thought it might be a gentle dream.

In the dream he didn't want to care so much, he was already very tired.

He suddenly said without thinking, "It seems to be winter soon, it's so cold outside, and the bed is also very cold, I hate winter very much."

Xia Youqing was taken aback for a moment, but said nothing.

"It's so cold in winter, it's hard... Every time I catch a cold, my knee hurts too. I don't want to go to the hospital."

Xia Youqing reached out to rub his knee with one hand, and covered him with the palm of his hand, "Does it hurt now?"

Xie Qiujie shrunk quietly, as if guessing what he was saying, "It doesn't hurt now."

His tone was very calm, and he asked himself almost confusedly, "...If I had died back then, would I not have to suffer so much? Sometimes I really don't want to live. Living is very tiring, and I don't want to be a drag on them."

Xia Youqing felt distressed, he didn't know why, the emotions that he had never felt in the past twenty years seemed to be given to Xie Qiujie.

He really wanted to comfort him, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

I can't hear it when I say Xie Qiujie.

"My dad never cared about us."

Xie Qiujie said suddenly.

He dissected his scars, as if he could only become stronger if he faced his pain more intuitively.

"I know... my mother tried to send me away, I was deaf, I got sick every year, and my family couldn't support me... She took me to the market, bought me sugar and cakes, and then I found Not her anymore."

At that time, the family was very difficult. There was a family in the next village who wanted a son. Liu Li once had such an idea.

Later, Xie Qiujie found his home by himself, and the neighboring village thought he was a sick man and didn't want him.

After knowing this, Xie Qiu quarreled with Liu Li, and Liu Li cried in her arms again, Liu Li was not the group of children who bullied him, Liu Li was his mother, who gave birth to him and raised him, so he couldn't help but forgive her.

"I will go home by myself, and I will do many things. I'm not a fool." Xie Qiujie's emotions gradually collapsed, and he buried himself on Xia Youqing's shoulder, still touching his Adam's apple uneasily.

"I can't hear you talking." Xie Qiujie said hoarsely.

Xia Youqing said: "You are very powerful and strong, no one doesn't want you."

Xie Qiujie felt relieved when his Adam's apple slipped. At least someone was willing to talk to him. He suppressed his discomfort and said to himself: "I... used to wear hearing aids, and I could hear them. The hearing aids my family finally bought for me. The hearing aid is fine now, and I am not abnormal."

"Ah."

"... My grades are okay, I'm not so annoying, I can make money... I haven't dragged anyone down."

Xia Youqing held him tightly in his arms.

It seemed that Xia Youqing's embrace was too reassuring. After Xie Qiujie said something intermittently, he gradually calmed down, and his emotions no longer collapsed so much.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Youqing thought that Xie Qiujie was slowly falling asleep, and he felt that Xie Qiujie's body was no longer so tense and trembling.

Xie Qiujie suddenly said, "Xia is still clear."

"What's wrong."

Xie Qiujie touched his Adam's apple, and the raised Adam's apple vibrated in his palm, "What is your voice like?"

He seemed to be just curious. Xie Qiujie suddenly remembered that he had seen netizens say that Xia Youqing's voice was very nice in the comments.

In real life, he would never ask such a question, but now it was in a dream.

Could you hear Xia Youqing's voice in your dream?

He thought he was used to not being able to hear, but sometimes he still wanted to hear, and also wanted to hear Xia Youqing's voice.

"...Huh?" Xia Youqing thought he heard it wrong.

"Netizens say you have a nice voice, I saw that video, Xia Youqing, you are amazing." He said, "If I can hear... I want to hear you talk."

He seemed to be just talking casually, after all, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't get results.

In the end, under Xia Youqing's comfort, his breathing became calm and he gradually fell asleep.

In the dim light, Xia Youqing looked at Xie Qiujie and thought how could this person be so pleasing to the heart.

Xie Qiujie slept soundly until Xie Qiujie, without any uncomfortable expression or nightmare.

It was almost dawn before Xia Youqing returned to his room.

If Xie Qiujie only thought that he was dreaming and revealed everything in the dream, of course he didn't want anyone to see his fragility.

When Xie Qiujie woke up in the morning, his head hurt and he was drowsy. He seemed to have had a few strange dreams, and Xia Youqing was still in the dream.

He experiences a cold every year, and it should be more serious today, but he doesn't know why it seems to be better.

When I woke up in the morning, my hands and feet were not so cold that they were numb.

It may be that the temperature has not completely cooled down. After all, it is not yet winter, and the autumn in Star City is not obvious. It is a bit hot in summer and sometimes cold in winter.

He went to the kitchen to cook something warm, but found that there was already steaming white porridge.

There are only two people in the room, it can only be Xia Youqing.

He knocked on Xia Youqing's door, "Xia Youqing, are you up for breakfast?"

After a while, Xia Youqing came to open the door, with a tired face, he couldn't help yawning and said, "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

"That porridge has added sugar, drink it while it's hot."

Xie Qiujie looked him up and down, "Did you become a thief last night?"

Xia Youqing: "..."

The little model really has no conscience.

He pulled out a smile, "Yes, flower picker."

"..."

"..."

Xie Qiujie was silent for a long while, "You are so poor."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Xia Youqing said, "I'll have breakfast, and I'll catch up on sleep after drinking it. Is there any cold medicine at home?"

"you caught a cold?"

Xie Qiujie looked at him twice more, thinking that he had become a thief and didn't sleep well, but he was worried, so he stretched out his hand to test the temperature on Xia Youqing's forehead, "I don't feel like I have a fever."

Xia Youqing held his wrist, "I don't have a cold."

"You have a cold, your voice is a little hoarse, and your complexion is not normal. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"...No, just take some medicine." He was like this usually, covering himself under the quilt, drinking some medicine, and he will gradually recover in a few days.

What's more, the situation this year is better than last year.

He didn't want to go to the hospital, and Xia Youqing couldn't force him, so he could only secretly go to his room at night to have a look.

He felt like a worried old father at this moment, and he had to worry about covering the child with a quilt and checking if the child had a fever at night.

After breakfast, watching Xie Qiujie drink the medicine, and before going to bed, Xia Youqing saw that his face was rosier than before, and finally let go of his heart.

But in the end, he was worried, and took out his fleece sweater and ran in front of Xie Qiujie, "Xie Qiujie, put on your clothes, don't catch a cold again."

Xie Qiujie looked at the clothes that were one size bigger than him, "I have them myself."

"What do you have? If you have clothes and don't put them on, don't just rely on the warmth of the house and not wear them. I will have to carry you to the hospital at night."

"..."

Inexplicable, a bit old father's sense of sight.

When Xie Qiujie was about to speak and refuse, his eyes went dark. Xia Youqing had already put the sweater on him from top to bottom, and the hat was on his head. The sweater was still big and a little empty.

But it is warm.

Xie Qiujie: "..."

It's just too long and a bit cumbersome.

Xia Youqing looked at him wearing his own clothes, then stretched out his hand and lightly pinched Xie Qiujie's waist, and couldn't help but said: "Why are you so thin, why don't you gain weight after eating supper every day, where did you eat all your food. "

Xie Qiujie's waist was a little sensitive, he had never been pinched like that by anyone before, he was so excited that he almost jumped up on the spot.

"...You," Xie Qiujie took a deep breath, knowing that he had good intentions, so he restrained himself from punching him, "don't move."

Seeing his movements, Xia Youqing unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth.

He laughed and said, "The waist is so sensitive, aren't other places more sensitive?"