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Li Yang didn't say anything more, and exited the room thoughtfully, before leaving, he gave Meng Yi a wink, "Young Master, I'll wait outside to take you back, I don't mind coming out any later, but you can't stay here tonight , not suitable, understand?"

Meng nodded and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you Brother Yang."

Li Yang was still a little embarrassed, thinking why did you split up? My family status has risen instead, and I am already in the same generation as the boss.

After Meng Yi and the others left, he got up and closed the doors and windows, and carefully checked that there was no air leakage. He heard that people with old injuries are most afraid of blowing the wind, especially the wind can go straight into the bones overnight.

He turned on the night light beside the bed, and used his body to help Fu Juehan block the brightest beam of light, and sat quietly by the side watching him, only then did he notice that Fu Juehan was already covered with scars.

A bandage was wrapped around the neck, and gauze was wrapped around the chest. The exposed skin was blue and purple, and there were many small wounds on the face that had scabbed. It's like I haven't slept in several nights.

"What the hell happened..."

Meng Yi raised his hand and gently stroked his side face, his eyes were red with distress, and he whimpered and lay on the side of the bed like a puppy who saw its master injured.

"It hurts..." Fu Juehan suddenly closed his eyes and hissed.

Meng Yi raised his heart immediately, "Where does it hurt? Arm, arm or chest... or leg?"

He looked clumsy and at a loss, holding his hands stiffly and didn't know where to put them. When he was about to find Li Yang, he found that Fu Juehan was frowning and wanted to turn over, but every time he turned halfway, he seemed to be stuck. As if not daring to move anymore, his neck twisted in a strange posture.

Meng Yi lightly touched the gauze on his neck, "Does the wound here hurt? Brother Han, do you want to turn it over?"

The sleepy Fu Juehan naturally couldn't answer, so Meng Yi tried to half lie on the bed, propped up his body with one hand, and moved Fu Juehan's head to his chest.

The neck injury was no longer affected, Fu Juehan's brows slowly opened, and he let out a comfortable breath.

Meng Yi also laughed, his round almond eyes turned into small crescents, his eyes filled with unprecedented tenderness.

"Are you comfortable now?" He moved the only hand he could move around Fu Juehan's forehead with difficulty, scratching his temples one by one, coaxing softly like Fu Juehan used to coax him to sleep: "Sleep at ease, little treasure supporting you."

The more powerful the person, the easier it is to be ignored, just like the most sensible child in the family gets the least attention.

Meng Yi has been protected by Fu Juehan for too long, from the beginning of the reunion, he has been tightly covered by the other party, from big to personal safety, to small things like eating and drinking water, Fu Juehan has made arrangements for every detail.

So much so that Meng Yi felt that he was omnipotent, and was used to asking him for a sense of security, but forgot that two people being together is a cycle of love, and the person who always outputs also needs to supplement in reverse.

Even if he is as strong as Fu Juehan, he needs to be taken care of carefully.

Meng hugged him sideways in his arms, patted his back lightly, hummed an unknown song softly, his gentle and soothing voice was like a soft ribbon, wrapping Fu Juehan in it.

For the first time, it was only for him to sleep alone.

After all, it was not long after he was discharged from the hospital. Meng Yi's body was still very weak. After holding on for more than half an hour, he lost his strength. The right half of his body began to go numb, and the arm supporting Fu Juehan trembled slightly.

He rushed over early today to guard, and he hadn't had time to eat dinner yet, and he hadn't had any water or rice since noon.

When the two broke up before, he had stomach bleeding, but now his stomach is more expensive than a person, and he can't stand it when he's hungry.

Meng Yi didn't pay much attention, he still hugged him and coaxed him softly, he wanted to wait for Fu Juehan to lie down before going home to take medicine.

But as time went by, the discomfort in the stomach became more and more intense, and the entire upper abdomen felt a burning pain like being twisted by an iron hook.

Meng Yi inhaled softly in pain, his head was sweating layer after layer of cold sweat, every time he just wanted to pull his arm out, Fu Juehan would immediately frown and hum softly.

"Sorry...it's okay, I won't move..." Meng Yi endured the throbbing pain with his eyes closed, and patted his back with his sweaty hand, " It's okay, it's okay...go on to sleep."

Li Yang looked outside the door for a long time, until he saw that Meng Yi was trembling with pain and did not let go of Fu Juehan, so he opened the door and came in.

Meng Yi immediately raised his sweaty face and hissed at him, "Be quiet, he just fell asleep."

"Let me do it." Li Yang helped him hold Fu Juehan's shoulder and let him pull out his arm.

Half of Meng's body was already numb and unconscious, and when he got up, he almost fell on the bed, and quickly supported Fu Juehan with his hands so as not to wake Fu Juehan.

The two worked together to put Fu Juehan down, Li Yang checked the wound on his neck again, Meng Yi covered his stomach and looked over anxiously, "What happened to his neck? I see it hurts when he moves."

Li Yang said casually: "The blood clot blocked the trachea, and the neck was opened to re-ventilate."

Meng Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide, his heart ached so much that his breathing was tight and painful, and he asked in a hoarse voice in disbelief: "The mouth...was on the neck? What happened to him... What happened to him in those few days? What the hell happened, why did the blood clot block the windpipe and just...slit the neck?"

Li Yang paused, his face darkened, and now thinking of the tragedy that day, he still couldn't stop his heart from trembling.

Meng Yi went to pull the hem of his clothes, "Brother Yang...can you tell me, Fu Juehan didn't even say a word to me, he got such an injury quietly, but I— —”

"Keep quiet?" Li Yang squinted at him, "Is he keeping quiet or are you ignoring him?"

His appearance was a bit scary, Meng Yi withdrew his hand stiffly.

Li Yang sneered, "There are some things that Brother Han is not willing to tell you even at this point, so I can only be the villain."

"On the day of the accident, someone threatened him with a synthetic video. In that video, a hammer smashed your head in front of him. He was frightened and went crazy. He knelt on the ground and explained everything. I called you to make sure you are still alive, and what happened to you?"

Meng Yi's pupils constricted suddenly, he raised his eyes in a daze, and heard him say: "You hung up the phone call he finally got through. He was so anxious that he vomited blood."

The breath was taken away in an instant, and a hole was punched out of Meng's heart that was riddled with holes early in the morning, bleeding profusely.

Children can grow up overnight.

This is the sentence that Fu Juehan said most when he told him stories when he was young. He said that children are like boats going out to sea for the first time. The wind and waves are too big for them to be afraid of. It is best to have adults guarding at the port.

As soon as Xiaomeng thought of those children who were still in the orphanage, he couldn't help worrying, and asked him: What if there are no adults?Don't you grow up?

Fu Juehan said that he can only rely on himself, if he doesn't go down by himself, he will be pushed down by others sooner or later.

Tao Ya pushed him the first time because of an accident, Fu Juehan pushed him the second time because of an accident, Meng Yi was caught off guard every time he went into the water, the ending was tragic, and what he lost was always more than what he gained.

"Still sleeping? What time is it?" Meng Xiang came in with two stacks of documents, rubbed his head,

Meng Yi raised his head and rubbed his palms, then continued to lie on the table, taking notes while listening to the class, "The broadcast has just finished, it will take a while."

Meng Xiang glanced at the screen, "Well... Traditional Chinese medicine nursing, how to maintain after a fracture, how to maintain health for a 30-year-old man... What are these and what? Healthy little common sense?"

Meng Yi retorted weakly: "No, I am applying for a course with a professional teacher. I have been to his clinic, and it is very reliable."

Meng Xiang clucked his tongue apprehensively, "I've thought about it, I'm the only man in my family who is almost 30 years old, but I don't have any broken bones, so which brother are you going to be filial to after all this?"

Meng Yi flattened his mouth and forced a smile: "Which other brother, one brother is stupid and the other brother ran away in anger, I can still—"

"Hey you little bastard!" Meng Xiang went up and scratched his hair into a blind chicken coop, sat down next to him after scratching, and looked at the documents, "Forget it, little hapless bastard, let's stay with you for a while. "

Meng Yi rubbed against him, "Will I not disturb you if you work here?"

Meng wanted to pinch his face with his backhand, "You can't make any big noises like a little mouse, so why bother me."

Meng Yi's nose was a little sore, and his fluffy head lay limply on his arm, muttering softly: "It's nice to have a brother..."

"Has your brother not forgiven you yet?"

The smile that had just formed on his face stopped, Meng Yi lowered his eyes, and his voice was thick and hoarse: "It's hard, I broke his heart..."

Meng Xiang sighed helplessly, "This person has been like this since he was a child. He looks gentle on the surface, but there is always a thread in his heart. No one can cross him. He has a donkey temper."

"Who's losing his temper?" Meng Yi wiped away his tears and never forgot to give him a crutch, "Obviously I made a mistake, why are you still talking about him?"

"Hey, it's not the time for you to post with me just now. You just protected him like this before you were with him. I'm your real brother!"

Meng Yicai didn't care, dragged him back and pushed him away, "Go, hurry up, don't talk about him to me."

"Okay, if you want me to go, you can promise me something."

"what's up?"

"There's a reception tomorrow night, you go there for me, and I'll watch over mom for you."

"What am I going to do? It's not like you don't know that I'm playing with those big bosses—"

"Fu Juehan is also invited to the reception."

Tongue desperately made a sharp turn, and Meng Yi immediately changed his words: "——You can't play it any better! Brother! I will go for you! I will definitely take care of things for you!"

Meng Xiang laughed angrily, "Are you not going?"

"Oh, go!" Meng Yi sucked his snot, "I miss him so much..."

After teasing the child, he was in a great mood. Meng wanted to put down a photo album for him, and then told him to go to bed early before returning to his room.

Meng Yi sprawled on the bed after taking a shower, specially sprayed some of Fu Juehan's usual woody perfume, wrapped himself in the quilt with the familiar smell, and flipped through the photo albums one by one.

There are only photos of him and Fu Juehan in the album. This is due to Tao Ya's obsessive-compulsive disorder in her early years. She is used to putting together photos of the same protagonist, so that many memories can be left behind.

Meng Yi has been thinking about many things from the past recently. Although the picture is still not very clear, like the mottled light and shadow leaking from the treetops, every tiny spot of light has traces of Fu Juehan growing up with him.

Wearing one-piece plush pajamas for the first time, Xiao Mengyi couldn't get himself into it after fiddling with it for a long time.

Not long after he arrived at his new home, he was embarrassed to bother the adults, so he curled up naked under the quilt and slept. The quilt was kicked off at night, and the child caught a cold the next day.

Meng Yi still remembered that Fu Juehan looked at him for a long time at that time. Most of the 14-year-old boys had not yet grown up in appearance, but he was brought up by Qi Han since he was a child.

Meng Yi was afraid of him from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he was like those big kids who snatched his cotton clothes from the orphanage.

Sure enough, that night Fu Juehan walked into his room and wanted to grab his foot when he came up.

Xiao Meng was frightened, and crawled forward with his butt pouted, but the next second, he was picked up by the air and stuffed into the plush pajamas.

At that time, Fu Juehan pinched his chubby little buttocks, and said with a smile: "Our little piggy is pretty good, he has gained a lot of weight within two days after returning home, keep on working hard, if you are in better health, brothers I'll take you swimming."

That was the first time Meng Yi heard someone call him little piggy in such a doting tone, and call adoption "going home".

From then on, he started to eat hard, eating two or three bowls every meal, and finally gained seven or eight catties before his brothers' vacation, and was taken out to swim as he wished.

It is said to be swimming, but it is actually a water park that children love to play in. As soon as Xiao Meng couldn't control the too exciting items, Fu Juehan took him to play on the water slide.

The first lap was too fast, and before he could react, he fell into the water with a plop.

As soon as he jumped up, he saw behind him, Fu Juehan rushed towards the exit, and when he passed the baffle, he jumped directly and blocked the exit with his body.

Meng called out "Brother" in a low voice, and when he turned around, he seemed still in shock, and pulled Meng Yi into his arms, "It's already out, my god, I was scared to death, I only remembered you when I put you on it Can't swim yet..."

Meng Yi foolishly pointed at his waist, "Don't be afraid, there is a circle."

Fu Juehan said "ah", quite embarrassed, "I forgot."

Meng Yi didn't know what family affection was at that time, he just felt his little heart was swollen little by little by his brother's tenderness.

It turned out that in order to protect him, someone would fly over regardless.

But Meng Yi didn't know until now that when he was 14 years old, it was the year when Fu Juehan and Qi Han had the most quarrel.

He was forced to leave home and thrown into a harsh training base. Fu Ge worked hard to get him out, and sent him to Tao Ya's home on a study tour.

Obviously he was covered with scars, but he still tried his best to take care of another child.

Meng Yi thought again of what Li Yang said that night and Fu Juehan's injury, and his mind was filled with the image of him lying in a pool of blood screaming and begging.

How desperate would he be to see himself being beaten to death?How anxious was he when he couldn't get through?Even if he replied "um" to him, Fu Juehan wouldn't be so angry that his trachea would be blocked by a blood clot.

If...if no one rescued him at that time, then just...just...

Meng Yi didn't dare to think about it anymore, lying on the photo album with red eyes, tears dripping down, he kissed Fu Juehan's neck, and murmured: "Brother Xiaohan...it doesn't hurt anymore... "

The author says:

This chapter was originally nearly 4k5 words, and there was a memory on the bed, but it was deleted because it couldn’t be done, and it didn’t affect the plot. Let’s just read it