Can't tell the truth from the fake

When Gu Wen walked into the surgical ward, Lu Xi just woke up leisurely.

He lay tiredly lying on the side of the bed and looked at Gu Wen's gauze-wrapped arm, his voice was hoarse and dry: "You... How are you?"

Gu Wen shook his head and sat on the sofa beside the hospital bed: "I'm fine."

Lu Xiwei let out an invisible breath, and smiled at Gu Wen, the warm morning light shined on his sharp-edged face through the gap between the curtains.

The corners of Gu Wen's eyes glanced at his white and thin back and slightly sunken waist exposed in the air. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the honey-colored abdominal muscles covered with scars of that person in his memory, and he was a little dazed.

Lu Xi noticed Gu Wen's staring gaze, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he shrank back under the quilt in embarrassment, but accidentally rubbed the knife wound on his back, and the burning pain instantly distorted his expression.

"Don't move." Gu Wen came back to his senses and stopped Lu Xi's movements, "The nurse sewed up your wound, be careful not to get rubbed."

"I'm not seriously injured." Lu Xi carefully felt the sore and swollen muscles on his body. He remembered that when he was protecting Gu Wen, he used his remaining consciousness and instinct to avoid the vital parts of his body, so it shouldn't be a serious problem.

"The doctor said it was basically a minor injury. The most serious one was the incision, but it wasn't inserted deep." Gu Wen pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking at Lu Xi through the lens with deep eyes, softened slightly, "Thank you this time, if it wasn't for your protection, I would probably be seriously injured."

The solemn thank you made Lu Xi smirk twice and move his eyes away, looking at the foot of the bed with some embarrassment, after a while he whispered: "It's good that you are fine."

"The doctor will come to remove the stitches in a week. In order to prevent the wound from collapsing, you should stay in the X City Hospital first."

"Don't, don't, my wound is nothing." Lu Xi said with a bitter face, "It won't take that long to recover."

"Do you want to sew it again?" Gu Wen stood up and looked at him condescendingly, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, and leaned slightly, "You were injured to save me, so don't worry me."

Lu Xi lowered his eyes and stopped making a sound, but the heart wrapped in his chest kept beating faster.

Gu Wen got up and stood in front of the bed, tilting his head slightly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth where Lu Xi couldn't see, but his usually cold voice was rare and soft.

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you."

Lu Xi nodded slightly and looked at Gu Wen's tall and straight back and straight legs, his longing light gray eyes were as crystal clear as glass in the warm sun.

The person he wanted to protect most in the world was safe and sound, perhaps the only thing he could do.

In fact, he knows very little, and he is only good at these.

So no matter how many ups and downs there are on the way back, we must do our best to protect him.

On this day, Lu Xi walked out of G City South Station, stretched out his waist facing the clear blue sky, and stretched his slightly stiff muscles and bones after sitting on the high-speed train all night.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Xi went through the discharge procedures after the stitches were removed according to the doctor's orders, and then left City X.

Gu Wen left five days ago because he was rushing to City G to participate in the bidding meeting.

Before he left, he ordered the nurses to take good care of Lu Xi who had just received the medicine, and carefully told Lu Xi to remember to heal his wounds with his worried and guilty eyes.

Maybe it was Gu Wen's soft expression that reminded Lu Xi of the sweet and tender past between the two of them many years ago, which gave him great encouragement—he actually lay on the bed honestly for seven days.

Although this wound is really nothing to Lu Xi, who has been on the front line of life and death many times on missions.

Lu Xi got out of the subway, returned home to put down his luggage, took a short rest, changed into dry and clean clothes, and then took a taxi to the company.

For some reason, he suddenly longed to see Gu Wen.

Maybe it's because it's been a long time since I saw Gu Wen speak to him with that kind of emotional voice, or maybe it's because of the lost and regained warmth that person gave him.

He felt like he was in a winter day full of snow, holding the bright and warm stove that fell from the sky against the cold wind, absorbing the heat from it.

"Chinning, you're back."

Standing in front of the elevator, Lu Xi looked at the gentle and elegant woman walking towards him, and smiled unconsciously: "Qingshi, long time no see."

Qing Shi's clear eyes looked at his slightly bruised arm, and asked: "Your injury..."

"Good morning, good morning, look." Lu Xi followed her gaze, waved his arms indifferently, his delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes were shining.

Qing Shi smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Let's go, you will come back just in time for the quarterly meeting."

"Quarter meeting? Oh, let's go." Lu Xi shrugged, took out his notebook from his bag, and walked side by side with Qingshi to the conference room.

The quarterly meeting was held on time at [-]:[-] p.m., and the leaders on stage continued to conduct quarterly analysis and work deployment until the end of the year.

Lu Xi sat in the back row with a ballpoint pen in his mouth, propping his sharp chin with his hands, looking at Gu Wen whose face was blurred due to the distance.

The lengthy speech made by the executive vice president on stage made him drowsy, and his eyes slowly narrowed unconsciously.

"Chinning!" Suddenly someone pushed his shoulder, Lu Xi suddenly woke up and sat up straight, the pen in his mouth fell to the ground with a snap.

He found that the conference room became silent for some reason, and everyone was looking in his direction.

"What... what's the matter?" Lu Xi whispered to the colleague next to him, and the colleague pointed forward with his finger under the table.

"Chinning worked hard and achieved outstanding performance during his work in the company's marketing department. According to the company's personnel policy, the company has decided to promote you to the position of assistant to the president from now on. I hope you can continue to use your talents and contribute to the company's development. strength."

Gu Wen's unwavering and cool voice echoed through the loudspeaker in the auditorium.

Lu Xi stared blankly at Gu Wen's figure and unconsciously twitched his throat.

There was only one thought left in his mind at this moment.

——It turns out that you can be promoted if you are injured?

...Then the injury this time was worth it, right?