Crush in marriage

The instruction from the brain was to make Bo Chengu break away from the hug, but his body instinctively refused to separate from Shi Xun.

But no matter how long the reluctance is, there will be an end, so Bai Chen let go of his hand and explained in a cohesive manner: "Sorry, I had a nightmare."

Shi Xun didn't see Bo Chengu's sweaty face until they parted from the hug.

He asked worriedly, "What dream did you have, and why did you sweat like this?"

Bo Chengu shook his head: "It's fine."

Shi Xun didn't talk anymore, he hurriedly got out of bed and poured a glass of water for Bo Chengu.

But Bai Shengu never moved.

Shi Xun tilted his head slightly, and lowered the height of the cup: "Didn't you just hug it? What happened to the water I took for the cup? Can I still poison you to death, the ant that inherited you?"

Bo Chen raised his eyelids, and his eyes met Shi Xun's indifferently: "You slept on me all night, and now your hands are numb."

The implication was that it wasn't that he didn't want to pick it up, it was that he couldn't pick it up, and the culprit that caused him to be unable to raise his hand was Shi Xun himself.

Shi Xun: "..."

Shi Xun put down his hand awkwardly, staring at the ripples of water in the cup in embarrassment.

He laughed dryly, and on the bedside table, the screen of Bai Chen's old cell phone lit up, followed by a monotonous ringtone.

Shi Xun picked up the phone and stuck it to Bo Shengu's ear, but accidentally touched the speaker button when he brushed the other person's face.

Dr. Zhong's voice came from the phone: "Bai, the patient in bed 11—"

Before he finished speaking, Shi Xun asked excitedly, "What's wrong with Xiaodie?"

Zhong Yuzhang hesitantly gave a long "uh": "Is there someone next to you? Is it convenient to talk?"

"Say." Bo Chen responded briefly.

Only then did Zhong Yuzhang continue: "I'm fine, but the little girl wanted your WeChat account, but I didn't give it to you, but I'll send you what she said, take a look."

"Okay." Bo Chengu let out a sigh of relief, "The 11th bed these days—"

Zhong Yuzhang interrupted his voice: "Come on, vacations don't stop. Even if she has something to do, you can fly back in time. She's fine. But, haven't you woken up yet? There are people around you so early, how can you have an affair?" ?”

Bo Chen closed his eyes, raised his voice and searched for the time: "Hang up his phone."

"Hey! Old Bo Chen, I'm listening!"

Shi Xun took the phone back distractedly, and obediently clicked the hang up button.

With the mobile phone in hand, Shi Xun was unwilling to just put it down, and always wanted to take a few more glances.

Bo Shengu opened his mouth in a timely manner, unintentionally indulged his thoughts: "Help me see what Xiaodie said, in WeChat."

"Got it!"

The background of Bo Shengu's mobile phone is built into the system, and the WeChat icons are neatly pressed in the queue, without any preference.

Shi Xun clicked into the main interface of WeChat, and saw the latest news from Dr. Zhong.

The tone of narrative is Fluttershy's.

"Dr. Bai, I heard that you have something to go back to your hometown. When will you come back? Can I see you again before I leave the hospital? My mother made delicious mango cakes, and I will keep them for you."

"By the way, I want to ask you about my brother who used to live in the 12th bed. Do you have his contact information? He was the only one who looked at me without colored glasses before. I also want to thank him."

Xiaodie actually had her own business in her words.

The corners of Shi Xun's lips were slightly curved, and he asked Bai Chen who was still on the bed to relieve his numbness, "Can I go back to her?"

Bo Chen nodded his head.

Shi Xun unceremoniously switched to the voice mode, and sent to the other end of WeChat: "Doctor Zhong, please tell Xiaodie that Dr. Bai and I will go back soon, and we will definitely go to the hospital to see her then."

Zhong Yuzhang: "...What's the situation? You went home with Bed 12? You two are done?"

Zhong Yuzhang: "You are still making voice calls, are you guys showing your love to me?"

Zhong Yuzhang: "A thousand miles away, Bai Chen died, can he be a human being?"

Shi Xun pursed his lips and smiled, and stopped looking at his phone.

Speaking of Xiaodie, Shi Xun suddenly remembered a question he had always wanted to ask.

"Doctor Bai, how long can a liver transplant prolong life?"

Bo Shengu slowly raised his hand and moved his arms adaptively, but his answer was not affected by it: "It's hard to say, it has a lot to do with the patient's own physique and living habits. Ten years, 20 years, or even 30 years years is also possible."

Shi Xun's voice became hoarse: "So it's only so short, after that..."

Bai Chengu sat up from the bed: "In the future, there will naturally be a solution in the future. Even if it is not satisfactory, parting and reunion are common in life. The most important thing is to grasp the current luck and happiness."

"Does life often..." Shi Xun closed his eyes shallowly and then opened them again, "Then will you leave me too?"

The room fell silent, and the breath pulled filaments between the two, entangled in an entanglement.

Looking for him from time to time, wanting to get an answer from him, but afraid that the answer is not what he wants.

Anxiety just fluctuated along the messy filaments, oscillating Shi Xun's heartbeat.

The dull sound of the phone vibrating sounded.

Shi Xun didn't want to pay attention, but the vibration sounded one after another.

He picked up his phone and saw a string of phone numbers that he least wanted to see.

One, two, three, four.

The phone calls kept coming in one after another, as if he was holding back his energy and trying to raise an argument with Shi.

Bo Chen asked, "Aren't you answering?"

Shi Xun gritted his back teeth: "No, you haven't answered my question yet."

Bo Chen then slowed down his speech and asked, "What about you?"

Shi Xun took a deep breath, but the momentum of his answer hadn't fully risen yet, so Bai Chen said again: "Your answer is my answer."

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed to the mobile phone on the table: "You can answer it now."

There was a buzzing in Shi Xun's mind.

What do you mean your answer is my answer?

He stretched out his hand dully, clicked to answer unconsciously, and the voice from the receiver pulled him back to reality in an instant.

"It's been a few days, where are you? You obviously went back to Beichi, why didn't you bring Bai Shengu back?"

Shi Xun didn't want to hear it, and didn't want Bo Shengu to notice his abnormality, so he said to him from left to right: "I have something to do now, I'll contact you later."

But the mother still refused to let her face down: "Don't tell me what you have, when will you bring someone back? Do you really don't want to go back to this house?"

The corners of Shi Xun's lips drooped, but the mobile phone by his ear shifted.

Bo Chengu picked up the cell phone he had drawn out, and answered in a cold voice for him: "Today."

call ended.

Shi Xun stared at Bai Chengu with a stiff gaze: "You... heard that?"

The light of the phone was turned off, and Bai Chen's solemn expression was reflected on the pitch-black screen: "Your family wants to see me, why didn't you mention it to me?"

Shi Xunpi looked at Bai Chengu with a non-smiling smile.

Of course, I don't want you to know that you are being taken advantage of, but they just use it as a tool to win resources.

Of course Shi Xun couldn't say that, so he had to laugh awkwardly: "There's nothing to mention, the main guess is that you don't want to go, after all, this matter is quite troublesome."

Bo Chen said in a deep voice, "How did you know if I wanted it or not if you didn't ask?"

"Ah." Shi Xun could only ask symbolically, "Then you—"

"Go, let's go right away."

Shi Xun felt as if he had been tricked, but he couldn't figure out the reason behind it.

Bo Chen, why did this happen?Could it be because he came to see Mother Bai, so he also went out to accompany him in a courteous manner?

Whoops.

Shi Xun tightened his brows with a headache, but there was nothing he could do.

The door of the room opened at some point, so Bo Chen walked out of the room, and before leaving, he did not forget to ask him to pack it up as soon as possible.

Shi Xun was reluctant, his movements were like snails.

When Bo Chen came back again, he had already changed his clothes.

Western-style suit body, neat tailoring precisely sniped his position as an elite professional.

A pair of silver-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of the nose, adding a sense of cold sharpness.

When you see it, you want to hide it.

Shi Xun looked Bo Chengu up and down: "Why don't you dress like this."

"What's wrong?" Bai Chen asked.

Shi Xun replied without hesitation: "I might not be able to resist getting closer to you."

Bo Chen ignored him, pushed the mirror frame, and walked straight out the door.

The trip home was inevitable, Shi Xun had no choice but to think of some remedial measures to prevent Bo Chen from being taken advantage of.

For example, let Bo Chengu show that he hates him more, so that he can use words such as "he is also very weak, and he can't influence Bo Chengu's thoughts at all".

In this way, even if the family forces him, they will find that everything is useless.

After finding a way to deal with it, Shi Xun secretly poked Bai Chengu: "Before you enter the house, can you promise me a few things?"

Bo Shengu said, "Say it."

Shi Xun got straight to the point and said: "After we go, don't agree no matter what they say, don't answer no matter what they ask, and finally, keep your distance from me and don't say a word."

Bo Chen was puzzled: "Why?"

Shi Xun couldn't explain it, anyway, he couldn't make up a reason now.

He had no choice but to say badly: "Don't ask, can I do it? Just do me a favor."

"understood."

After receiving Bo Shengu's reply, Shi Xunchang heaved a sigh of relief.

With a backup, he confidently followed Bo Shengu into the house, ready to face a hard battle.

Suddenly, there was a chill in the palm of his hand, and the cold fingertips passed through the palm of his hand, exchanging each other's temperature between the fingers.

Wait, is Bo Chen holding his hand? !

This is different from what you said!Do you want to hold on to another time?How can he still sing bitter scenes?

He tugged at the corner of Bai Chengu's clothes suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Bo Chen didn't look sideways, took his hand and continued to move forward: "I will support you."

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It's Gagen!Thanks to every little angel who followed up~