The actor with the actor

Not long after dinner, a doctor came in with a cart to apply medicine and change gauze for Cheng Yue.

Shen Jing lifted the quilt and stood aside to help, "Will you wipe the wound on your back first? Or your hands."

"Go back." The doctor took out bandage scissors and other instruments to sterilize.

Cheng Yue felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the tinkling sound, and he began to sweat. Although he couldn't see the wound on his body, the pain caused by the nerve stimulation made him imagine what his back was like. What a scene.

The doctor bent down and cut open the bandage, removed the outer layer of gauze, and then carefully removed the inner layer of accessories.

The three palm-sized area on Cheng Yue's back was a deep second-degree burn, and the oozing mucus stuck to the gauze, causing the dressing to adhere quite tightly to the wound surface. When he pulled it back a little, he grinned in pain.

He had never suffered such a serious injury since he was a child, and the scissors in the doctor's hands seemed to tear his flesh.

After a while, fine sweat oozes out from the pain and tension on the forehead.

Every minute and every second is like Ling Chi.

His eyes were red, and physical tears welled up in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and buried his head in the pillow, trying not to make painful noises.

He was afraid that Shen Jing would be worried, and that he would blame himself.

"Can you slow down." Shen Jing was so distressed, he saw that some burnt skin was peeled off by gauze, and his knees were a little weak.

The doctor slowed down his hand speed a little, but it didn't help. There was a lot of secretions from the wound, so it was natural that he would suffer a bit when the gauze was separated from the flesh.

He absorbed some mucus with multiple layers of dry gauze, and then disinfected the wound with sterile cotton balls.

"Be patient."

The doctor pressed the soaked cotton ball to the wound, and Shen Jing turned his head sideways and dared not look at it.

Cheng Yue closed his eyes, tightly gripped the bed sheet, and let out an extremely depressed and painful growl from his throat.

Shen Jing's chest seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of big hands.

After changing the medicine, the doctor explained a few words and got up to leave. Shen Jing found that a large piece of the white pillow towel under Cheng Yue's head was wet.

The pain mixed with sweat and tears made him feel uncomfortable.

"Are you regretting it now?" Shen Jing sat on the bed and looked down at him, "If I ran faster then, I wouldn't have to suffer this."

Cheng Yue suddenly pushed up the gauze covering his eyes, and looked up at him, "Do you think I will regret it?"

When he said this, his voice was trembling because of the stabbing pain coming from his back.

I don't know if it's because I have just suffered a lot and my whole body has become fragile.

The endurance of the heart was already on the verge of being broken, and hearing Shen Jing say such words again, his mood was extremely depressed.

Shen Jing couldn't feel his intentions at all, and now probably thought that he was just casually helping each other, and it would be the same for anyone else.

Yes, if it was a stranger, he might feel a headache and even regret it now, but if it was Shen Jing, he would definitely not.

In short, his feelings are still not understood.

He thinks that what his hard work conveyed to Shen Jing's heart should be touching and warm, at least it shouldn't be speculation like this.

This suspicion seemed to be rejecting him in disguise.

In Shen Jing's mind, it was impossible for him, Cheng Yue, to pay so much for him, saving him was like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

He felt that Shen Jing must have thought so.

"I'm telling you very clearly now, even if it blows up a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, even if I know the result is a dead end, I will still make the same decision." Cheng Yue looked at him with eyes almost It can be said to be affectionate.

The pain and aggrieved tears kept rolling in his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes glowed brightly under the orange light.

This is what he can think of, the closest and most cryptic words to the sentence "I like you", he dare not say those four words so bluntly, fearing that it will lead to a dead end.

It doesn't matter if you take a detour, he believes that Shen Jing is a smart person, but anyone who has a little feeling for him will definitely be able to hear the meaning in the words.

Shen Jing's mind was blank for two seconds, but his lips were slightly parted but he couldn't say a word.

Facing Cheng Yue's dark eyes, he didn't know what response he should give,

He saw Cheng Yue's nervousness, anxiety, expectation and affection, he could see it too clearly.

It's like seeing a puppy sitting on the ground. It wags its tail, opens its mouth, and its round eyes look expectant, as if it is saying: "I'm very good, do you want to?" Take me home?"

All Cheng Yue's emotions were written on his face.

He also clearly felt that there would be problems if we continued to talk about this topic, so he subconsciously said thank you, then took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll call and ask Xiao Xiao when they will come back."

He stood up awkwardly and flusteredly, walked towards the French windows of the living room, and fled the scene without hesitation, for fear that Cheng Yue would continue the sensitive topic just now if he was half a beat too late.

He felt more nervous than ever, which made him more uneasy than shooting an explosion scene.

Cheng Yue stared at the slender and tall figure in the living room, and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

The living room was brightly lit, but he was shrouded in delirious gloom. For a moment, he even felt that the air around him was sucked dry by something.

He was like a goldfish that accidentally jumped out of the fish tank, and he couldn't even breathe.

His heart was beating hard, and the pain was severe, as if someone had thrown him on the ground and stepped on him hard.

He was terribly disappointed, and clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, along his temples, and seeped into the white gauze all the way.

The whole person is like a balloon that has been untied from its knots. All the vitality, motivation, and self-confidence are gone like lightning, and along with it, the courage accumulated in eight hundred lifetimes is exhausted.

He sighed, and at the same time felt tired and depressed like never before.

He heard footsteps in the living room moving from the French windows to the door, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.

Shen Jing went out.

Not even a hello.

Cheng Yue suddenly grabbed the quilt and covered his head, sobbing in secret under the quilt, the bone-eating pain in his body was less than one ten-thousandth of the pain in his chest.

Judging from Shen Jing's reaction, his confession failed.

Shen Jing still couldn't accept him, so she simply chose to escape, not even giving any ambiguous response.

After calming down, he started to feel annoyed again, regretting that he said that impulsively just now.

You shouldn't use a questioning tone to force him to make a certain decision. This is more like trying to drive ducks to the shelves. Shen Jing must have felt very uncomfortable just now, and perhaps panicked, feeling that this firm friendship is on the verge of crumbling.

He didn't want to cause any mental pressure on Shen Jing.

He didn't know why he became like this, and at first he just hoped to watch him quietly and accompany him.

The appearance of Shen Jing sitting next to him and learning the guitar is still vivid in my memory.

At that time, I felt happy and satisfied, and wanted to maintain that kind of relationship with Shen Jing forever.

But the current self has become terminally ill for some reason, and as time goes by, her desires have become more and more inflated, longing for a response, and even wanting to possess it alone.

It was uncomfortable to see Shen Jing smiling at others, let alone his ex-girlfriend.

I just want to wrap people in my arms and kiss wantonly, and savagely rob him of everything.

He put all his energy into cultivating this little sapling, but he forgot that emotional matters are inherently unfair.

People's feelings will not break ground and germinate because of the accumulation of feelings and the watering of time.

So there is no chicken soup that says that if you give everything, you will definitely be rewarded, even if it is only a little bit.

Even if Shen Jing rejected him bluntly, there was nothing wrong with it.

There is so much love in this world.

To blame can only be to blame myself for being too greedy and self-indulgent.

It would be great if the time could go back to 10 minutes ago, they are still intimate and talk about everything.

He is very scared now, afraid that he and Shen Jing will never go back to the past, afraid that Shen Jing will hide from him intentionally or unintentionally.

It was more heart-wrenching than a knife stabbed in the chest.

Not long after, there was the sound of the door opening outside.

"Really, there is a Qingba street on the other side of Heyuan Road. When you pass by, you can see many beautiful women with big breasts sitting on the window sills. If you go alone at night, you may have an affair."

"Why didn't I see a big-breasted beauty, I only saw a kitten licking her feet outside the window sill, super cute!"

"Hey, you know kittens, dogs, mice, pheasants, ducks, and rabbits all day long, so you are suitable for walking in the zoo!"

"I don't care, as long as you buy me a ticket, I'm happy to stay in the zoo for a day."

"I'll search to see if the children's ticket is half price."

"Go away! The conductor will definitely ask you to show the old man's card when you go past!"

"That's a good thing, the old man's card may be exempt from the ticket. I said that I will bring my grandson out to see the world..."

The sound of Yan Minghao and Xiao Li laughing and fighting came from the living room.

If it was normal, Cheng Yue would definitely join in and make fun of Shen Jing's retired veteran cadre-style entertainment spirit, but this time he covered himself in a quilt and didn't want to say anything.

The bedroom and the living room are only separated by a half wall, half of which is connected. He didn't hear Shen Jing's voice, but only saw a figure passing by in a hurry, and he didn't know what he was going for.

Yan Minghao and Xiao Li were still arguing when they entered the ward, but when they saw Cheng Yue was covered with a quilt, they immediately shut their mouths and walked lightly.

"It seems to be asleep." Yan Minghao whispered, and stepped forward to lift a corner of the quilt.

Cheng Yue's eyes were completely covered by the gauze, and he breathed softly and evenly.

"He's asleep, let's not disturb him," Xiao Li patted Yan Minghao's shoulder, "Let's go."

Yan Minghao let out a "huh" and took the water bottle on the table out.

"Is he asleep?"

When Cheng Yue heard Shen Jing's voice, he was still calm, gentle and peaceful as usual.

"Well," Yan Minghao sat on the sofa and wanted to pour some water, but found that the kettle had bottomed out, "Hey, I'm thirsty, why does such a luxurious suite not have such a thing as a water dispenser!"

"Who told you to drink so much chicken soup, I would say that their chicken soup has too much monosodium glutamate, it's too fresh, and the more you drink, the thirstier you become." Xiao Li said.

"Hey, please help me get some water." Yan Minghao stretched out his hand.

"I'm so annoying, you only order me around." Xiao Li took the kettle.

Cheng Yue pricked up his ears to hear if they would continue talking about him, he was eager to know if Shen Jing still cared about him, even a few words could comfort his restless heart.

Footsteps came towards the room.

Cheng Yue was startled, the voices of Yan Minghao and Xiao Li were still echoing in the living room, it was Shen Jing!

The light in the room was turned off by Yan Minghao, Shen Jing walked to the bedside and touched the night light on the wall.

The round sensor lamp exudes a warm yellow light.

Cheng Yue's head was covered by the quilt, motionless.

Shen Jing breathed lightly, pulled away a corner of the quilt and took a look.

To be honest, he was quite afraid that seeing Cheng Yue's eyes just now would make him feel overwhelmed.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his eyes were covered.

He didn't know if Cheng Yue had this habit of sleeping or what, fearing that he would be suffocated, he pulled the quilt under his neck and pressed it down.

Cheng Yue held his breath with difficulty, his heart was beating like a drum, his hands tightly clutched the quilt, and his palms were full of sweat.

He really hoped that Shen Jing could sit for a while longer.

stay with him.

Even if you don't speak, the wound on your body may not hurt so much.

The author has something to say: Sadness is synonymous with secret love, and a heart is always beating in anxiety.

You can be happy because of a small action or a reply from the other party, or you may be completely disappointed because of a look in the other party's eyes.

In fact, it means placing too much hope and eager to get a response from the other party.

Feelings like Yue Yue's deep-rooted feelings, once they get a little hint or a little response, they will be out of control.

Yue Yue's possessiveness is extremely strong, as much as he forbears and restrains now, he will be as wanton and indulgent when it erupts in the future.

Jingjing, now my mother reminds you as an author, Yueyue is not a puppy wagging his tail at all, he is a big wild wolf!Don't listen to your mother's advice!You will be wiped out by him sooner or later!