stop, don't move

Wen Shiyan didn't get up until ten o'clock the next day, and his head was not clear from the hangover. He called Qiao Le's name, but there was no response.

His mind was blank, as if countless bugs were buzzing in his ears.This was one of the few times in his life that he got drunk, and it was the first time that he was so drunk that he couldn't even remember why he drank.

I just remember what Qiao Le said to make him supper.

Wen Shiyan rubbed his painful temples, turned on the computer, and the page that appeared on it made him stunned for a moment, and all the scenes of yesterday began to replay in his mind.

Lu Ze, Shen Kaixing, him who was drunk at the bar, and the bad night yesterday...

Jole!

Wen Shiyan ran into the bathroom, and the scene inside made his blood flow backwards. He never thought that he could do such a ridiculous thing. The person covered in bruises and red marks was Qiao Le... He actually tossed him into a What a miserable look!

Wen Shiyan panicked, picked up Qiao Le, and was frightened by his scorching body temperature, helped him get dressed and hurriedly sent him to the hospital.

"Can't young people know how to control themselves? No matter how crazy they play, this is a human life, and they were sent here with a fever of almost [-] degrees! The patient's throat is inflamed, and it will be difficult to speak these days, and there is a slight anal fissure..."

Wen Shiyan lowered his head and listened to the doctor's reprimand without refuting. He went crazy to this point last night. Looking at the fragile appearance of the person on the bed, his heart throbbed with regret.

He knows how good Qiao Le is.

When he heard himself saying that he didn’t cook well, he worked hard, and when his finger was burned, he pretended to be injured by doing other things; when he heard himself say that he was not enthusiastic, he tried to let go, even if he was beyond shy. The limit; he listens to himself in everything, never refute, and has been silently changing...

Why couldn't he come back last night and ask him?Qiao Le is so well-behaved.

There are light fingerprints on Qiao Le's cheeks, disheveled hair, and shocking marks all over her white neck, as if she has been abused. Qiao Le is lying on a white hospital bed like a fragile porcelain doll.

Wen Shiyan stretched out his hand and gently stroked Qiao Le's cheek. His careful movements were like treating a treasure. He only hoped that Qiao Le would wake up soon.

"This boy looks really good-looking, like the protagonist in a comic."

"You weren't there when he delivered it. It's so pitiful. There are hickey marks all over your body. According to Dr. Liu, you have an anal fissure. It's probably a duck..."

"Ah... how do you do this?" The person who spoke seemed to feel very sorry, and he sighed heavily, "I've finished transfusion, and I haven't woken up yet."

"It's been played miserably..."

The nurse's voice became farther and farther away, and Qiao Le opened his eyes with difficulty, the place where he looked was pale and confused.

What did those two people say about him just now...

Duck?

Played miserably?

Qiao Le's eyes were finally clear, and he remembered the madness of last night, the beast-like Wen Shiyan, and the non-stop violations. Horrible scenes filled his brain, as if to explode his head.

Qiao Le's face turned gray. Does everyone here know him and regard him as someone from a special profession?

Wen Shiyan pushed open the door, and saw the person on the hospital bed opened his eyes, and walked over happily.

"Lele, you're awake!"

Qiao Le's eyes widened, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously avoided Wen Shiyan's approach.

Wen Shiyan's face froze, and he quickly hugged Qiao Le in his arms.

"..."

Qiao Le opened his mouth, but he only uttered the sound of "Ah", his eyes widened, he was afraid that he could not speak, and wanted to speak even more nervously, but the harsh single sound was still uttered, and the word "Ah" also changed its tone, became a scream of fear.

"It's okay, it's okay, the doctor said it will be fine soon, it's all my fault, I shouldn't drink, it's all my fault..."

Qiao Le was still yelling "Ahhh", the scream gradually weakened, and the hoarse voice uttered a few indistinguishable sounds.

Wen Shiyan put his ear close to Qiao Le's lips, trying to hear what he said.

"...not...discharged from the hospital..."

"What isn't it? Lele, speak slowly."

Wen Shiyan held Qiao Le's thin shoulders and looked at him. The latter raised his eyelids, and there was only pain and despair in his eyes.

"...a duck...not a duck...I'm not..."

Qiao Le roared with all his strength, but his voice was weak and weak. With tears running down his face, Qiao Le whimpered softly.

"……I'm not……"

Qiao Le repeated these three words stubbornly, and his hoarse voice was stained with crying, like rough sand and stones rubbing against each other.

Wen Shiyan was stunned.

Jole cried.

Wen Shiyan has never seen Qiao Le cry. He understands how proud Qiao Le is. Even though what happened to Qiao Shan, he never saw him cry.

But now he was crying so heartbroken, helpless like a child.

because of him.

Wen Shiyan's heart hurt like a knife, he tightened his strength, and gently kissed away the tears on Qiao Le's cheek.

"I'm sorry Lele, there will be no next time, I promise you, this kind of thing will never happen again."

"Lele is not a duck. Lele is Wen Shiyan's wife. Our Lele is so good, how can we be ducks..."

Wen Shiyan patted Qiao Le's back lightly like coaxing a child, Qiao Le's crying gradually weakened, and the murmur of "not a duck" also became "not a daughter-in-law". Le fell asleep completely.

Wen Shiyan carefully put Qiao Le on the bed, wrapped her big hand around Qiao Le's hand, and gently stroked Qiao Le's fingers with her fingertips.

Wen Shiyan put his lips on the back of Qiao Le's hand, and gently pressed a delicate kiss, staring at Qiao Le without blinking, for fear that he would wake up again in the next second and he would not be able to react immediately.

Qiao Le slept for another two hours before waking up. The sky outside the ward had turned gray-blue, and the ward was dark with no lights on.

When Qiao Le moved his body, he felt a sharp pain behind him, and his face turned pale.

"temperature……"

Qiao Le's thin and hoarse voice could not fill the emptiness of the ward, so he shouted desperately, but only silence answered him.

Has Wen Shiyan left, or left him behind?

Qiao Le laughed at himself, of course that man couldn't be with him all the time.

Qiao Le turned on the light and sat on the bed blankly. His chest seemed to be piled up with countless boulders. He was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. Suddenly there was a low vibration in his ears. cell phone.

Shen Kaixing's call.

Qiao Le picked up the phone, pressed to hang up and put the number into the blacklist. Wen Shiyan's intermittent words when he was drunk yesterday also let him know the general idea. Wen Shiyan saw him meeting Shen Kaixing.

Even though he didn't think Shen Kaixing was a bad person, he still didn't believe in such a coincidence.

But it cost him too much.

There was a burst of pain in the lower abdomen, and Qiao Le had to solve the physical problem, but when he moved, the severe pain in his private parts made him tremble all over. Before, he was only afraid that he didn't have such a strong feeling, but now he felt terrible.

It was even more impossible for him to call a nurse. When he thought of the conversation between the two nurses, he felt a sense of humiliation and made him feel chills all over his body.Qiao Le held the mobile phone tightly, and got out of bed stiffly, his whole face became distorted and pale due to the pain.

Qiao Le's footsteps were faltering, and he had to stop every two steps to slow down. It took Qiao Le almost a minute to walk a few steps from the hospital bed to the bathroom.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of opening the door outside, and upon hearing Wen Shiyan's voice, Qiao Le found himself trembling involuntarily.