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There was a commotion in the bathroom.

Fu Juehan turned off the shower, wrapped Meng Yi in that soaked clothes, carried him out of the bathtub and walked to the bedroom.

The person in his arms was wet and hot, like a large rag doll whose fur had been soaked in hot water. In his arms, he couldn't help shivering and curled up into a ball, wagging non-stop.

Fu Juehan could feel that his forehead that was close to his chest was scalding through a layer of shirt fabric, and he probably had a fever besides a stomachache.

Li Yang hurriedly turned his head without looking at any injustice, and stopped the doctor who had just entered the door, and heard Fu Juehan shouting loudly inside: "Stomach medicine and antipyretic medicine are at the door of the bedroom, you go out."

The doctor quickly took out the medicine and handed it to Li Yang, who trotted to the door of the bedroom, and just as his fingertips touched the handle, the door opened from the inside.

Fu Juehan was covered in water, and his soaked shirt revealed his strong abdominal muscles. His complexion was frighteningly gloomy, and his eyes were bloodshot, "Go and get something. Cup, go now."

"Okay, I'll be right away!" Li Yang handed him the medicine, "You take care of the young master first."

Fu Juehan closed the door and turned around, and even closed his eyes before lifting his feet, he dared not fall on the little bulge at the corner of the bed.

If Meng Yi hadn't been drugged, then there was only one possibility for his various reactions just now, that is, the onset of deficiency syndrome, and the constant screaming of pain was not because of the pain in the lower body, but because his unhealed stomach was burned by alcohol.

Then what did you do just now?

Overturning his hangover tea, thinking he was good to him, forcing him to take a shower of cold water, watching him struggle again and again to escape and grab it back forcefully, ignoring him sobbing and screaming for pain, and squatting under the shower again Desperate eyes.

Fu Juehan took a deep breath, turned his head and blinked his eyes, and when he turned around again, there were many unknown emotions in his eyes.

The brown particles quickly dissolved in the hot water, and he took the stomach medicine and walked to the bed, Meng Yi was just closing his eyes and pushing his wet head under the pillow, muttering pitifully while drilling.

Fu Juehan leaned over and lowered his head, and heard him begging softly: "Don't...please don't rush, okay...I hurt...it's so cold..."

Fu Juehan realized almost instantly that he was afraid of himself.

Even though he was unconscious, dizzy, and too weak to open his eyes, he could smell the all-too-familiar smell on his body.

The almost punitive forced flush just now, and the indifferent and violent treatment made Meng Yi want to be intimate with him just now, but now he fears him approaching.

Because Fu Juehan didn't come to save him.

Blindly begging for sex is just making trouble with "strangers" unreasonably, and yelling for pain all the time will only cause trouble to Boss Fu, so he doesn't dare to approach him anymore, so he can only dodge quietly to avoid being caught.

Even in a coma, subconsciously still hid himself in the pillow.

The movement of lifting the person suddenly stopped, Fu Juehan looked away, hugged him into his arms, "Drink the medicine."

Meng Yi's face was covered with water and cold sweat, and he shook his nose with a bitter face. When he smelled him, he immediately closed his mouth, closed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I won't pull you anymore...don't rush at me... "

Fu Juehan licked his molars, and the same two words: "Drink medicine."

Meng subconsciously listened to his words, and opened his lips aggrievedly, but he really had no strength, the trembling lips only opened a very narrow slit, and half of the medicine poured in was spilled.

Fu Juehan frowned, moved his thumb pinching his side face up to his lips, directly pressed against his mouth, and poured the remaining half bowl of medicine into it smoothly.

When Meng Yi swallowed the last mouthful, the tip of his tongue accidentally touched his fingertips, and the latter retracted his hand like an electric shock, but still did not have time.

Meng Yi hesitated for two or three seconds, then opened his mouth to hold it.

Hormone deficiency caused Fu Juehan's bodily fluids to be a fatal temptation to him. The blood flowing under his skin was sweet and warm. Meng Yi was like a hungry stray cat who finally got a spoonful of milk. Licking.

The warm mouth wrapped his fingers and sucked out the small and ambiguous sound of water, Fu Juehan bit his back molars tightly, pinched his chin, "let go."

His shoulders trembled suddenly, Meng Yi pursed his lips tightly as if frightened, and did not dare to move like a rabbit, only the small canine teeth on the lower left were still pressed against his fingertips.

Of course Fu Juehan knew what he wanted to do.

After staring at that face for a long time, he suddenly relaxed, "Bite."

But as soon as the words fell, Meng opened his mouth like a conditioned reflex, as if these two words were a signal to trigger his activities.

The dizzy man lowered his head and rubbed his shirt, and jumped out word by word: "You can't bite..."

Fu Juehan hugged him, "Why can't you bite?"

"Bite... it will bleed..."

"Oh." He sneered, "You just want my blood, only this can cure your disease."

Meng Yi immediately frowned, disapproving: "Bleeding will hurt... don't want his blood..."

Fu Juehan stopped breathing, raised his eyes to caress his hot face and neck, and saw that he was bending over to cover his stomach like a small shrimp, obviously the medicine he just drank hadn't taken effect yet.

"Does it hurt?"

Meng Yi nodded dizzily, "Hmm...my stomach seems to be on fire..."

"Why do you still drink when it hurts?"

Meng Yi seemed to be confused by the question, he shook his head vigorously, and fumbled to organize his words: "If I don't drink it, brother Han will drink it...he has a stomachache after drinking..."

Fu Juehan glanced at him, "Wouldn't it hurt if you drink it?"

"It hurts..." Meng Yi pursed his lips, "I brought medicine, but when I took it out, I found that there was only one left. I also made tea... for a long time... but there were only two cups after cooking..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, but he didn't lift it up, he could only put it down again, his wet head hung there pretending to be lonely, "I can't even take care of people well...so everyone doesn't like me very much..."

Uncle doesn't like him, mother forgets him, Meng Xiang is uncertain, Fu Juehan...Fu Juehan hates him...

How bad does a person really have to be to make it look like this?

Even though he was an adopted child, it was too late to be grateful, but he tore apart other people's originally happy home.

He was lucky enough to get so much love from Fu Juehan, but he still didn't know how to cherish it, he only knew how to take it capriciously, concealed and deceived him again and again, and forcibly broke his heart.

Alcohol and passion completely invaded his brain, and the remorse and helplessness were magnified a little bit. Meng Yi felt more and more that when he was seven years old, he shouldn't have been rescued from the water, and more people were delayed for nothing.

Fu Juehan didn't know his mental journey, he only thought about all the hangover equipment that Meng Yi took out before he fainted.

"One medicine and two cups of tea, all for Fu Juehan?"

Meng nodded, then shook his head again, speaking with enthusiasm: "But he didn't drink...I spilled it..."

A corner of Fu Juehan's heart was pinched, and he couldn't help asking him stubbornly: "What if you hurt yourself?"

Meng Yi didn't seem to have thought about it, he was dazed for a long time before he said: "Then it hurts..."

"As long as Fu Juehan doesn't hurt?" He asked tentatively.

Meng Yi nodded slowly.

The person holding him finally asked again: "Is Fu Juehan more important than yourself?"

Meng Yi nodded quickly this time, "Important..."

The air was stagnant, and the question-and-answer game came to an abrupt end. Fu Juehan stared at the spinner above his head for a long time, and then grabbed the back of his neck.

"One last question." He leaned into Meng Yi's ear, and asked softly, "Are you and Fu Juehan together for the purpose of healing?"

The person in his arms suddenly breathed hard, and the shoulders under his palms suddenly trembled. Fu Juehan closed his eyes and waited for half a minute before he heard a human voice.

Meng Yi pressed against his heart with sobs, and said word by word in tears: "No... I really like it..."

At the same time, the bedroom door was opened, and Li Yang came up panting with a thermos cup, only to find that Fu Juehan was pinching Meng Yi's neck in a daze.

"Brother Han?"

The person on the bed didn't respond to him. He lowered his head and remained silent for two or three seconds before taking over the thermos and taking out a simple test tube from it.

"What is this?" Li Yang asked.Xiao / Ying

Fu Juehan didn't answer him, he opened the test tube and stuffed it into Meng Yi's mouth.

As the dark liquid inside flowed out little by little, Li Yang saw a small pool of dark red at the corner of Meng Yi's mouth, and immediately realized that it was Fu Juehan's blood.

It goes without saying who it is for.

"Brother Han, you take your own blood with you..." Li Yang pretended to be stupid and watched him put the test tube back into the thermos, and then asked: "The packaging is quite professional, but I don't know much about it. This kind of test tube cannot be kept fresh, do you have to replace it every five or six days?"

Fu Juehan said "um", without raising his head, watching Meng Yi calm down after drinking the blood, and put him on the bed.

Li Yang tilted his head and leaned over, "It's strange, who are you doing this for?"

Fu Juehan covered Meng Yi with a quilt.

Li Yang chuckled, "Is it because you are always ready for love? Or watering flowers and farming? I don't think it looks like it."

Fu Juehan stood up.

Li Yang squinted his eyes and shook his head, "Ah! I know, it must be because of your ex-boyfriend—oh!"

Feilai kicked his ass, and Fu Juehan swears at Li Yang for the first time in more than ten years: "You are the only one with a fucking mouth."

Li Yang seemed sick and still thought it was beautiful.

Night Breeze became very quiet after eight o'clock, so quietly that he didn't notice it.

Fu Juehan closed the window, stood on the balcony, took out a cigarette in his mouth, and received a text message before he lit it.

Qi Han: In such a short time, you caused trouble for me?

Fu Juehan: Well, clean up for me.

Qi Han: Got it, Xiaoge wants you to come back tonight.

Fu Juehan: No reply.

The news stopped for 3 minutes, just when Fu Juehan thought it was over, Qi Han sent the last message, only a few words——

"Ajue, you left in the middle of the month, just come back and spend a few days with me."

With a "click" the lighter hit the ground, Fu Juehan could no longer contain the fire that had been suppressed in his heart for several months, he directly sent a voice message: "Why do you all have to wait until the point of irreparable to apologize, I've been waiting for you for more than ten years, what did you do long ago!"

The night wind howled and blew past his beating heart, and he sneered while covering the burst wound on his chest, feeling extremely ridiculous for a moment.

He will never forget that when he was rescued from the fire scene at the age of 13, Qi Han's chest was kicked, his favorite "father" put a gun that could kill people on his forehead, and Meng Yi himself and He said, "I know that Qi Han has a problem but I don't want to think about it." He can't forget that everyone he really loved will always abandon him without hesitation.

He is Qi Han's tool to keep Fu Ge, and Meng Yi's favorite candidate. Even his father, who he thinks he loves the most, would block the bullet with his hand when he shot to kill Qi Han, otherwise the two shots would not be fired. It leans over the person's shoulder.

He is never important, any choice will be abandoned.

He is always left where he is, as if the person who abandoned him waved his hand casually and he had to join him happily.

"Do you remember that Lego castle I asked for when I was a kid?"

He and Qi Han said: "That was the first time you agreed to make a gift for me with your own hands. We picked all the colors and patterns together. After two nights of picking, I was so excited that I told everyone and everyone in the family! Say my dad To build me a castle, I even went to show off to the doorman's dog how many floors it has, fountains and flower beds, I'm the only child in the whole world who has it, and the result?"

He fell into the trap of someone with a heart, thinking that Fu Ge was the murderer who killed his mother, and set Fu Ge on fire in anger. When Qi Han came back, he was almost so angry that he shot him to death.

No adult went to explain the truth to the brat who set the fire. Fu Juehan didn't know what he had done. He was kicked to death by his favorite father, and he was locked in the children's room filled with half the castle.

"You kicked and broke three of my ribs and made me think about it in my castle. Do you know how long I called you that night and how many times I told you that I was wrong, but you didn't even want to look at me... ..."

"I almost died in it, in the castle I waited for six months..."

Memories are vivid in my mind, and the pain that has not been expressed for many years pours out. Fu Juehan leans against the wall with his eyes closed, his hand holding the mobile phone is trembling slightly.

He still remembered that night he was taken out by Fu Ge for first aid. Before his injury healed, Qi Han sent him to the base where he could eat people and never spit out his bones, and he was never allowed to go home.

Three months later, Fu Ge fished him out and sent him to Tao Ya's house. Apart from the clothes, there was also a handwritten letter with the truth.

It wasn't until that moment that he knew that he was not Qi Han's son, and Qi Han had never loved him.

So everyone hates deception, because he is fed up with being abandoned like nothing with his sincerity, and he hates not being cherished more than anyone else, but even if he has lowered his requirements to such a low level, he still cannot escape this fate.

Qi Han's voice was also trembling on the phone, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The castle... I built it for you later, and I also put two small motorcycles in it, I called you back tonight just to put it up send to-"

"I do not want it."

Fu Juehan cut off the tobacco, looked at Night Breeze and said, "I don't want any of it."

The author says:

555 Brother Han Mama Loves You

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Weakly, very weakly, ask for a favorite for the next door "Pain Love", it is the story of Qi Han and Xiaoge, Xiaobao and Fu Juehan will assist and make guest appearances in the form of children, because it is a parallel world, Selfishly want to give them a happy childhood, without abandonment and parting.