Flammable and explosive

At two o'clock in the morning, Chen Chen had already fallen asleep.Lu Ziwen dozed off with his head propped on the bed cabinet with one hand.At this time, the door of the ward was quietly pushed open, and a pair of eyes stared at the person on the bed through the crack of the door.

Chen Ting stood at the door wearing a thin hospital gown, his hands were tightly gripping the doorknob, his knuckles were clearly white.He opened the door further, enough for half his body to walk in, but as soon as his feet squeezed in a little, he retracted again as if he had been electrocuted.He moved a little further away from the door, hesitated, put his eyes on the small glass window, and looked at the person on the bed through a barrier.Then slowly the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water, and the vision began to become blurred.

"Crack!" The door was pushed open suddenly, Chen Ting was startled, his steps were unsteady and he almost tripped over.

"Be careful!" Lu Ziwen quickly grabbed him with his sharp eyes.

"Why did you come out?" Lu Ziwen took off his coat and put it on for Chen Ting, then pulled him to the bench and sat down.

"Give me a cigarette." Chen Ting raised his hand to motion for Lu Ziwen, and Lu Ziwen slapped his hand and said, "What kind of cigarettes do you smoke at such a young age?"

Chen Tingniao didn't care about him, and directly reached into his pocket, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth, then pressed the lighter, the flame burst out, and the cigarette was lit.He took a breath, swallowed his Adam's apple, and his eyes became more moist.

Lu Ziwen folded his arms and stared at Chen Ting, then he took out one and lit it, then leaned back on the chair.

"He woke up once in the morning and was anxious to find you again." Lu Ziwen stared at the writing on the opposite wall and said while smoking a cigarette.

Chen Ting's hand shaking while holding the cigarette, he continued to smoke in silence without speaking.

"Don't let go when you can hold it, and don't regret it when the person is gone." Lu Ziwen's eyes were smoky, and his cigarette butt had accumulated a long amount of soot, but it never fell.He said this sentence to the people next to him, and he also said it to himself.

"It's no longer possible." Chen Ting replied with a smile, "I won't be able to hug him again after the age of 16."

By the time Chen Chen fully regained consciousness, it was already a day later.He opened his eyes just in time to see Lu Ziwen coming in with a basin of hot water.Lu Ziwen walked up to him, took a pillow for him and put it on his lower back, just as he was about to help him up, Chen Chen stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I'm fine, you go downstairs to buy two bowls of porridge and a pack of sugar." Chen Chen had already got out of bed, he was wearing slippers on his bare feet, he felt his feet flutter after walking for two steps.He picked up a coat and put it on, then picked up the basin of hot water and walked outside.

Lu Ziwen stood behind him and sighed softly.

It was inconvenient for Chen Chen to knock on the door with hot water, so he opened the door with the strength of his elbow.The door was slowly pushed open. Chen Ting was opening his eyes slightly when he heard the voice and looked towards the door. At this glance, countless emotions such as ecstasy, shock, and entanglement flashed by, and finally returned to indifference.He turned his head slightly, but didn't make a sound.

Chen Chen closed the door and walked directly to Chen Ting.He put the washbasin on the bed cabinet.Then soak your fingers, wring the towel in hot water, and wring it dry.He spread the towel evenly, and possessed himself beside Chen Ting, his tone was soft and even coaxing.

"Ah Ting, uncle, wipe your body for you. Your injury is still not healed, so you can't take a bath." Chen Chen's voice was right next to Chen Ting's ear, and the energy of speaking floated to his neck , even his eyelids trembled subconsciously.

"Uncle, leave it alone. I'll make it up later. You can go back and rest." When Chen Ting spoke, his tone was very calm.He didn't turn around, his eyes were fixed on the window, and he answered mechanically.

Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent for a moment.He stared at Chen Ting's back, then put the towel beside the washbasin.At this moment, Lu Ziwen came in with porridge.Chen Chen reached out to take it, and Lu Ziwen walked out knowingly.Chen Chen opened the button, tore open a hole in the white sugar, sprinkled it in carefully, then picked up a spoon and stirred it carefully.He tested the temperature with the back of his hand and felt that it wasn't hot, so he held it up and blew on the hot air and said, "Let's have some porridge."

Chen Ting listened to his every move behind Chen Chen's back.He knew he was tearing off the sugar wrapper, he knew he was stirring the porridge.Chen Ting suddenly felt restless and powerless.He doesn't want to face him.

"I won't eat, I'm not hungry." Chen Ting tried his best to restrain his emotions, he simply closed his eyes and pulled the quilt.His appearance completely angered Chen Chen!Chen Chen lifted the quilt with one hand, and shouted sharply: "What are you doing! Do you want to die for me?!"

Chen Chen frowned tightly, and his stern expression completely made people forget that he was also lying on the bed two days ago.Chen Ting was so startled that he opened his eyes immediately, and the emotion that had been suppressed for a long time exploded in an instant!He stretched out his hand and shouted angrily: "Yes! Then leave me alone!" His strength was so great that the white porridge was swung to the ground like this, and the hot white porridge mixed with rice soup was thrown onto Chen Chen's hands!The scalding temperature made his hands instantly turn red, and before he could even yell out, small white smoke began to emit from the back of his hands.

Chen Ting felt that the voice was wrong, so he turned around suddenly, his eyes changed drastically in an instant!He jumped up from the bed at once, forgetting the pain related to the wound.He was sweating profusely for a moment, and when he put his hand into the washbasin, it was hot water. He swung his mouth violently and couldn't help but burst out.

Chen Chen was really in pain, he picked up the cup on the bedside table and poured it on the back of his hand, but there was too little cold water in it, not enough to cool down.Chen Ting grabbed Chen Chen's wrist and pulled him out. He rushed all the way to the water room, turned on the faucet and helped him rush. The instant warmth made Chen Chen moan twice.

Chen Ting carefully put his head down to help him shower, then his nose got sore, and he was about to cry again.Chen Chen stared sideways at Chen Ting, with complicated eyes, he couldn't express all the harsh words.

After flushing for about six or seven minutes, Chen Ting finally tightened the faucet. He took out a tissue from the side and gently wiped off the water droplets on the back of his hand.With this touch, Chen Chen's arms shrank again.

"Is it painful? I'm sorry, I'm sorry uncle!" Chen Ting's eyes were full of distress, Chen Chen looked up at him, and could feel the emotions he was holding back.

"It's okay. I don't hurt." Chen Chen wanted to withdraw his hand, but the moment he moved it, he was brought into his arms by a strong force.

"Uncle, I'm sorry!" Chen Ting buried his voice in Chen Chen's neck, wrapped his arms around him tightly, the soreness in his nasal cavity could hardly be suppressed.

Chen Chen moved a bit but couldn't break free, he closed his eyes resignedly, and let his child hug him.

He couldn't push him away, and he really couldn't bear to push him away again.

Chen Chen turned his face away, and put his lips on Chen Ting's neck, as if kissing him.

"It's okay, uncle will never blame you."