Balancing

Just helping a big man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters out of the car, and then half-carried up the sixth floor, Jian Ming was panting heavily and could not speak a complete sentence. The key, opened the door and dragged it onto the bed in the bedroom. The whole person suddenly lost his strength and fell on the edge of the bed, looking at the big guy with a big breath, "Are you a sandbag? It's so heavy." Smoothly, he stood up straight and turned towards the kitchen go.

When Jian Ming stood at the door of the kitchen, he was already mentally prepared to face the lack of supplies.But what I didn’t expect was that the houses that people live in every day can be so scarce that there is nothing in the kitchen. There is nothing in the kitchen at a glance. When I open the refrigerator, there are only rows of purified water and a few slices of lemons that I don’t know when to cut them. Such a situation made Jian Ming deeply doubt how Lu Heng had grown into what he is now after so many years.Jian Ming shook his head and took out two bottles of purified water from the refrigerator.

After a lot of hard work, I found a small pot from the kitchen cabinet. It seems that it should be used for cooking instant noodles, and there is a layer of yellow unknown substance on it. Jian Ming shook his head, thinking that he should leave it alone. Take the pot to the sink, wash it carefully inside and out with clean water, and roast it on a low fire before pouring pure water into it to heat it.

When he got everything ready and returned to the room, Lu Heng had fallen asleep on his back. Jian Ming put the water glass on the bedside table beside him, took out the medicine he bought at the pharmacy, and turned around to push him.

"Lu Heng, Lu Heng"

"Huh?" Lu Heng responded lightly, but didn't make any unnecessary movements.

Jian Ming patted him harder, "Hey, take the medicine first."

This beat startled Lu Heng, who was snoring, "Ah! Fuck."

"What the hell, take your medicine?" Jian Ming looked at him with a water glass in his left hand and medicine in his right.

Lu Heng squinted his eyes and asked vaguely, "What medicine do you take?"

"Anti-fever medicine" said, and stuffed the medicine in Lu Heng's hand, "Didn't you say you don't have a fever? It's already 39 degrees, and you still refuse to go to the hospital." Jian Ming really didn't understand why he gave him all the way. After tossing and returning, the fact that he has a fever has been verified when taking his temperature in the car. Seeing the process of croaking and gradually becoming drowsy, he is about to drive to the hospital, but this feverish and flushed person still has the strength to struggle don't go.

"No..." Hearing Jian Ming say the word "hospital", Lu Heng suddenly became sober.

"Then take the medicine." Seeing that he obediently put the medicine into his mouth, Jian Ming handed him the water glass in his hand.

Lu Heng quickly swallowed the medicine, "It's alright."

"Lie down and sleep," Jian Ming ordered with raised eyebrows.

"I..." Lu Heng suddenly remembered to take a shower, his whole body was sticky.

"What are you, lie down and sleep quickly." Jian Ming took the glass to the kitchen and poured him another glass of water. "What are you doing?" When he came back, he saw Lu Heng unsteadily trying to get up from the bed.

"I think..." Before he finished speaking, he fell straight forward. Jian Ming stepped forward quickly, put the cup on the bedside table, and directly caught Lu Heng with both hands.

Seeing him being so brave, Jian Ming was furious. "You don't have a good rest, why run around?" Lu Heng's body was stabilized, so that he could better rely on himself to borrow strength.

"I...I...didn't run around" Lu Heng really felt that he was completely useless. Just such a small fever burned away his achievements of running 8 kilometers a day, and now he needs to rely on the other party to support him Lift up your own weak body.

"Can you listen to something? Go back to bed and lie down." Jian Ming had little emotional fluctuations because of Lu Heng's willfulness, so he helped him to the bed and asked softly, "What do you want to do?"

"I just want to take a bath," Lu Heng replied bravely.Feeling Jian Ming's worry, his heart warmed up for no reason, and his face turned even redder.

"It's so easy to toss around with a fever, it's all like this, can't you wash it tomorrow?" Seeing the big man in front of him suddenly screaming like a little boy, Jian Ming suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

"I didn't know that I didn't even have the strength to stand up." Lu Heng muttered in a low voice, and simply gave up, adjusting his posture on the bed.

"Wait." Jian Ming got up and walked to the bathroom.

Lu Heng didn't know what Jian Ming asked him to wait for, and stared at his figure curiously. In a moment, Jian Ming brought a warm and wet towel and stood beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" Lu Heng stared at him.

"Wipe" Jian Ming took the towel and patted Lu Heng's face.He had never done the job of serving people before, and his movements were a bit stiff. Lu Heng's eyebrows were pulled together after he greeted him indiscriminately.

"Fuck, can't you take it lightly? Anyway, I'm a patient."

"You still know that you are a patient? It's not easy." Jian Ming smiled coldly, turned around and went to the bathroom to rinse off the towel, and looked at Lu Heng in a daze when he came back.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Lu Heng's throat tightened a bit.

"Take off my clothes." Jian Ming raised the towel in his hand and said expressionlessly.

"What?!?" Lu Heng's dizzying head split open as if being run over by a steamroller. His eyes were fixed on the light blue shirt on Jian Ming's body. Two buttons at the collar had been unbuttoned, revealing his fair and shiny neck. Lu Heng, who was dumbfounded, froze for a moment.

"I told you to take off my clothes." Jian Ming pulled the T-shirt on Lu Heng's body with his fingers.

"Damn, you... can you correct the problem of half-talking?" Lu Heng really didn't have the strength to cry out, but the hoarse complaining sound seemed unexpectedly delicate.

He took off his shirt angrily, and stretched out his hand to Jian Ming, "Give it to me, do it yourself."

Jian Ming saw a strong body in front of him, and he never wanted to leave his eyes. He snatched the towel from Lu Heng, and wiped himself hastily under the dim bedside lamp. Looking at the direction of his hand, his eyes flickered, and his feet were uncontrollably fixed on the side of the bed, motionless.When Lu Heng moved his hands behind his back to wipe his back, Jian Ming inadvertently saw a deep and long line, extending from the side of the chest to the back.

"Lie down, I'll help you." Jian Ming was actually very curious about the striped road.By helping him wipe his inconvenient back, he pushed down his body, took the towel, and pressed gently on the hideous dark brown scar. "...Does it hurt?" Jian Ming's voice was hoarse and forbearing, and the scar seemed to have returned to its original appearance.His heart suddenly throbbed, and the feeling of distress and powerlessness kept sawing his nerves.

"What?" Lu Heng didn't understand what he meant.

"This..." Jian Ming touched the flesh scar that obviously protruded from the plane of the skin with his fingers. "Does it hurt?" If he could hear his own voice at this moment, he would definitely not admit that the soft, watery tone came from his own mouth.In fact, when it comes to Lu Heng's issue, he has lost his composure more than once.

After a long time, Lu Heng said: "It hurts, but my heart hurts even more." His voice was so low that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully, but Jian Ming heard it.In the darkness, Lu Heng raised his head slightly, his cheeks were green and cold, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "Guide Jian, are you done wiping?

Jian Ming's facial muscles twitched violently. Before he could react, Lu Heng turned over and lay down flat. He felt that the wet jeans in the afternoon were sticking to his legs and felt uncomfortable. He quickly took them off and kicked them. On the ground, got into the thin quilt.

Without saying a word, Jian Ming turned around and went into the bathroom silently.

The silence lasted for several minutes, and Lu Heng's vague voice came from the room, "Jian Ming, I'm fine, you... go back."

Jian Ming regained his composure, walked out of the bathroom, picked up the trousers that Lu Heng threw on the floor and put them on the end of the bed. "Don't think about anything, close your eyes and rest, I'll leave when you fall asleep." The cold tone gave Lu Heng an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, he was really tired.After closing his eyes, he gradually fell asleep.

Seeing that he was asleep, Jian Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the room where he was standing. A bedroom that was crammed full was filled with a sense of emptiness and loneliness.The man lying on the bed has spent three years in this room like a besieged city. On the closet is a group photo of him embracing his mother and smirking, which satirizes his current desolation. Jian Ming picked up the photo and stroked it with his fingers. Looking at that smiling face, there were layers of ripples deep in my heart.He recalled the purgatory years when he was a teenager, and the pain he felt returned instantly, touching every cell and every inch of his skin, and the tearing feeling spread.

Lu Heng, I will definitely make you better.Jian Ming said silently to the person in the photo.

At this moment, a humming sound suddenly sounded behind him. Jian Ming hurriedly put down the photo in his hand, and approached Lu Heng, thinking that he wanted to drink water. Just as he was about to take the cup to the kitchen to fill the hot water, he heard Lu Heng talking in his sleep He uttered a few intermittent words, "Don't...Mom...No..." He frowned tightly, with a frightened expression on his face, trembling on Nuoda's bed, his head kept shaking, his eyes closed A few tears spilled out.

Is this another dream?

Seeing the beads of sweat oozing from Lu Heng's forehead and the hands with veins popping out from the quilt, Jian Ming stepped onto the bed and hugged Lu Heng who was in a nightmare.He raised his head slightly and leaned it into his arms, and patted his shoulder with one hand, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over..." He comforted softly.Lu Heng's hot limbs twitched intermittently. Although there was no sign of waking up, and his brows were still furrowed deeply, the murmur in his mouth became smaller and smaller, and his body gradually calmed down with Jian Ming's comfort...

Jian Ming didn't let go of him again, and put his arms around Lu Heng until he fell asleep again.After an unknown amount of time, Jian Ming pulled out his hand and took out his phone, and saw the time displayed on it, 1:30.

During this long night, Lu Heng subconsciously dreamed several times again. Jian Ming did not wake him up, but patiently comforted him all the time. He also calmed down in front of Jian Ming's chest time and time again. It was like a life-saving situation and never let go.

Morning came sooner than Jian Ming expected, he stayed up all the time, paying attention to Lu Heng all the time.It has been three hours since his last nightmare, and now Lu Heng is sleeping deeply, his brows are furrowed, his peaceful appearance is like that of a baby in swaddling, Jian Ming knows that the night of torment can come to an end.He touched Lu Heng's forehead to make sure that the fever had subsided a lot. He got up slowly and went to the kitchen to boil another pot of water.In the middle, he checked the kitchen carefully. Perhaps because of the bright light, he was pleasantly surprised to find rice in the low cabinet. After boiling the water, he immediately took out the rice and cooked porridge in the only pot.

Bringing new warm water, Jian Ming patted Lu Heng's face lightly, fed him another medicine while he was in a daze, and continued to let him sleep without disturbing him again.

After everything was done, Jian Ming realized that his limbs were sore and swollen. He turned his neck and stretched his arms and legs, thinking that he would go back when the porridge was ready. The cell phone that Lu Heng left on the bed suddenly rang.Afraid that the ringtone would wake Lu Heng up, he quickly picked up his phone and left the bedroom.

"Li Xiaohua" was displayed on the phone, and he remembered the loud phone call when he first met Lu Heng.After a little hesitation, he still connected.

"Hey, Boss, we won't ask for leave today, the little one will pick up the old man in an hour, do you win?" There was a flattering tone on the other end of the phone.

Jian Ming secretly smiled inwardly.It seems that the habit of asking for leave in the rain is well known.

"Hello, Lu Heng really wants to ask for leave today." Jian Ming said politely and calmly, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.