The Seven Sick Girls Can't Ask For Me

Lu Qinggui stayed in the hospital for a while, and Fu Yige took good care of him all the time, which made him both touched and caring, and the relationship between the two heated up.Although he wanted to keep the injury a secret from his family, Father Chu found out about it and came to see him with Mother Chu.It's just that Lu Qingbandit tried his best to ensure that it was only a minor injury, and that Fu Yige took good care of him, which dispelled Chu's mother's idea of ​​staying to take care of him personally.

The person who came to visit him at this time was his friend Jiang Sheng.

"How did you get yourself like this?"

Although the young man on the bed was still handsome and handsome, he was a little paler and weaker, like a plant lacking water and shade, which was really distressing.

"How did Fu Yige take care of you? Is that how he took you into the hospital?" Jiang Sheng said with some dissatisfaction.

Lu Qinggang's face softened a little.

"No, he's fine. My injury was just an accident."

Jiang Sheng snorted.

He still didn't like Fu Yige's eyes, and this person who appeared out of nowhere suddenly occupied all of Lu Qing's attention.The friendship between him and Lu Qingbandi for more than ten years has to be ranked behind, which makes him a little jealous.

But he also knew that it was useless to say anything to the person who was in love, so he just shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue talking.

Fu Yige walked in from the outside holding an insulated box.Inside was the porridge and soup he cooked specially. Lu Qingbandi couldn't eat too greasy food, and he didn't worry about making it in a shop outside, so he made it himself every day and brought it over in an insulated box.

"Did I bother you?" Fu Yige smiled apologetically.

"No, Xiao Sheng is leaving soon. Let's eat, I happen to be a little hungry too."

Jiang Sheng hadn't opened his mouth yet, but the bandit Lu Qing said.

Jiang Sheng, who was forced to leave immediately, widened his eyes, and couldn't believe that this guy even sold his best friend just for a man.

Fu Yige didn't say anything, and opened the lunch box and placed it beside Lu Qinggui.Jiang Sheng already had a premonition of the dog abuse plot of kissing me and me later, so he quickly slipped away.

Lu Qinggui sat on the bed, and Fu Yige handed the spoon to his mouth to signal him to open his mouth.

In the past few days, Lu Qinggang felt that he had no strength, and it was Fu Yige who fed him like this.

"My injury is already healed, I can do it myself." Lu Qing bandit hid back, his cheeks flushed.

Fu Yige put down the spoon and looked at him with some melancholy in his eyes.

"But I just want to take good care of you. It's my responsibility for what happened to you. I just don't know what to do for you."

Lu Qing bandit's heart softened when he saw it, and his tone was not so tough.

"It's not your fault, it's just an accident. You don't have to blame yourself for it, and you don't have to make up for it. I'm not mad at you for this."

"But I want to do it."

Fu Yige smiled at him, and passed the spoon forward again.The bandit Lu Qing had no choice but to eat it with his mouth open.Fu Yige just fed him, but he didn't move a spoon.

"Aren't you hungry?" Lu Qing asked.

"I ate it before I came here."

"Then have some more to eat with me."

Fu Yige looked at him deeply, and suddenly leaned over to gently lick the porridge overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, let's eat now."

Lu Qingbandit stayed in the hospital for a while and couldn't live anymore, so he returned home to recuperate.Fu Yige still took care of him as meticulously as in a hospital, and sometimes it was a bit too exaggerated. Lu Qingbandit even himself would be severely disabled sooner or later if he continued like this.

Because of Lu Qing bandit's injury, he could not attend his birthday party, and Fu Yige's art exhibition was also cancelled.

Lu Qinggui felt very sorry, and advised him not to give up the art exhibition he had prepared for so long because of his own reasons.Fu Yige didn't care, he was asked a lot, so he simply said:

"But my art exhibition was originally only for you to see. If you can't see it, what's the point of having more people come to see it?"

When he said this, he was pushing Lu Qing bandit for a walk outside the door.Lu Qingbandit was sitting in a wheelchair, and the cool evening breeze brought the smell of tuberose.Lu Qingban could feel the warmth of the back of his hand on Lu Qingbandi's neck, it was too gentle.

Lu Qing bandit tilted his head and rubbed his face against the back of his hand.

"You are so nice, how can I leave you?" he said.

"I treat you so well, but you think about how to leave me." Fu Yige smiled slightly.

"Then what do I want?"

"It's okay to rely on me a little more." Fu Yige said. "I will always be at your side."

"I do not believe."

"Then you have to stay by my side and wait for me to prove it to you."

Fu Yige did what he said, he treated Lu Qing bandit like a glass man, he was not allowed to get out of the wheelchair, and even the meal had to be blown to his mouth.Because of this injury, he became more cautious and redecorated the house, covering the original sharp corners of the furniture with soft foam, and replacing the chandelier.

On the day of Lu Qinggui's birthday, he gave Lu Qinggui a painting.

In the past, he only painted landscapes, flowers, birds, insects and fish, but this was the first time that Lu Qinggang saw him paint such a whole portrait of ink and wash.Traditional Chinese painting pursues artistic conception, and portrait painting also pursues completeness and completeness, but Fu Yige does the opposite in this painting.

In the splashed ink painting, a handsome young man is taking a nap with his eyes closed, his temples are slightly messed up, his face is covered by a half-open book, and a cat is nestled at his feet, sleeping soundly with him with.The portrait does not pursue artistic conception, but it is full of wit and wit. The artist strives to depict the young man's thin and well-proportioned figure and outstanding temperament, but only allows the man to reveal half of his vague face, which makes people want to reach out and open the book for a glimpse. After all, he was intoxicated by this scene and couldn't bear to disturb his slumber.

[Lu Qingbandit: I don't think I misread the wrong person. 】

[System: What? 】

[Lu Qingbandit: Look at how beautifully he drew me, it seems that he really realized my beauty.Sure enough, I am so perfect, it's just a pity that I didn't show my face.Xiao Yige is still too conservative, it would be great if she showed her body a little more ~ ​​so that I can better appreciate my beauty. 】

【system:……】

【System: Yes~ I'm really sorry for you~】

[Lu Qingbandit: Forget it, I can't ask too much, I still have to take it slowly. 】

Lu Qinggui's eyes lit up, and he looked at the painting carefully several times.

"Do you like it?" Fu Yige pushed his wheelchair forward.

Lu Qing bandit nodded vigorously.

"I like it, but I don't want it."

"Ok?"

"You have to keep this painting with you, so that whenever you see this painting, you will think of me."

Fu Yige smiled and bit his ear. "I don't need to look at the paintings. There is a real Qing bandit by my side. Why should I look at the paintings?"

A few days after his birthday, after the blackening value rose to 60, there was no more movement.

This morning, Lu Qinggui woke up as usual, sat in a wheelchair in a daze after eating a hearty breakfast.

[Lu Qingbandit: The groundwork is done, and it's time to do something, otherwise, how could Xiao Yige love me more? 】

The system's heart is very indifferent. He feels that Lu Qingbandit has done nothing these days except eat, drink, and fall in love.

[System: Alright~ What are you going to do, host? 】

[Lu Qingbandit: Help me scan how many cameras are in this bedroom, and tell me the exact location. 】

[System: ...] Why doesn't it know that there is a camera in this room.

[Lu Qingbandit: It's normal, after all, Fu Yige likes me so much.How could he rest assured that I was out of his sight?The life of being watched all the time is really disturbing.But there's no way around it, it's all because I'm so good-looking. 】

The system doesn't really want to deal with this narcissist. It feels that the system data will become disordered and produce viruses after being together with Lu Qingbandit for a long time.

[System: There are 23 cameras in total, located at the corner of the table, under the bed, ...]

[Lu Qingbandit: ... This pervert didn't even let go of the bathroom, and even let go of eight of them. 】

[System: ...it's really abnormal. 】

[Lu Qingbandit: But think about it carefully, there is still a little excitement. 】

【system:……】

Lu Qing bandit followed the system to find the nearest camera. This kind of camera is small and well camouflaged. It is the same color as the surrounding things. If you don't look carefully, ordinary people really can't find it.These cameras should have been installed the last time he was in the hospital.

[Lu Qingbandit: Hey, although I really don't want to do this, I still want to find out.After all, how could such a bright and keen young man like me fail to find out for so long?The person I love so much has installed so many cameras in his room, he must be angry~]

【System: Yes~】

[Lu Qingbandit: But I still love him. /smile/smile]

The whole afternoon, Lu Qingbandit stayed in the house, because his foot injury had not fully healed, he couldn't go anywhere.Although a long time has passed, Fu Yige has been letting him take a good rest, not even letting him do the rehabilitation training that should have been done.Sometimes Lu Qing bandit feels that if this continues, he may stay in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

When Fu Yige came back at night, he sensed that something was wrong with Lu Qingbandit's mood.When he saw the dismantled surveillance cameras on the table, his expression immediately changed.

"Clear the bandits." He hesitated and called out.

Lu Qinggui turned his head away from him, slowly rocked the wheelchair and walked to the window, his face as cold as ice.

"Why did you do this?" Lu Qinggui asked directly, "And you never told me about installing surveillance at home. You make me feel very uncomfortable."

"It's my fault, I didn't tell you in advance."

Fu Yige smiled wryly.

"I didn't mean to pry into your privacy, I just...worried about you. After you were injured for a long time, it was difficult for me to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, it was the scene where the picture frame fell down. Jumping over it, but it doesn't help. It's all my fault, I just don't want it to happen again."

"Then you shouldn't do this either!" Lu Qing bandit's face softened a little, but he was still a little angry.

Fu Yige stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Lu Qingban's shoulders, leaning his face against his, his voice softened, and his posture was so low that it was almost pleading.

"It's all my fault. Don't leave me, okay?"