Late ripening

He dragged Lu Qian to a nearby hospital and went to the emergency room. He might have really fainted from the fever, so Lu Qian didn't say a word and let him direct.

The nurse hung up the bottle for him, and just as Jing Yan turned around to go to the bathroom, Lu Qian stood up abruptly. "What are you doing, sit down quickly." Jing Yan pushed him down forcefully.

In the emergency room, there were bursts of crying from children, and some people lay on chairs and groaned while clutching their wounds.Lu Qian was obviously the least serious one among them, but there was an inexplicably pitiful aura about him.

"Are you leaving? I'll send you back after I finish the injection." Lu Qian pulled Jing Yan to keep him from moving, and Jing Yan angrily laid down his blood-dripping hand, "What time is it?" , where else can I go? Go to the bathroom and come back, don't move around. "

When Jing Yan came back, Lu Qian leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep but not very comfortable.There are criss-crossed blood vessels on his eyelids, and his cheeks seem to be sunken.Jing Yan stared at him for a while, then sat down beside him.

He purposely kept his back straight. If Lu Qian was uncomfortable, he could lend him his shoulder for a while.

But until the injection was finished, Jing Yan went to get the medicine and came back, and then took a taxi back to the hotel, he always acted like he was holding on to nothing.

The two entered the room one after the other, Lu Qian turned on the lights, the room was tidied up by the room service, a row of clothes with hotel dry cleaning bags hung in the closet, and the computer was still shining on the desk.

After Lu Qian changed his clothes and took the medicine, Jing Yan stuffed him back into the quilt, lay down flat and his headache finally got better.Jing Yan became very caring, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, poured water on the head of the bed, stood up and wanted to go to the sofa.

Before he could take a step, Lu Qian grabbed Jing Yan's hand and did not move. Jing Yan looked at him, and the two remained silent as if they were competing with each other.

Jing Yan looked down and saw the bruises on his hand from not pressing the needle with force, sighed, and sat down beside the bed.

The scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was not blocked by the curtains, and Jing Yan was holding one hand, staring blankly outside.Lu Qian followed his gaze, "Do you think Beijing is good?"

This city releases its unique charm at any time, absorbing and storing the loneliness and hope of everyone who comes to live alone. "There's nothing good or bad about that either."

It's good, but it's because some people find a new life here, so it becomes better, and it's not good, it's just that some people can't get what they want.For Jing Yan, it's the same everywhere.

Lu Qian's body was hot, and his fingers rubbed the gap between his fingers little by little. "Aren't you sleepy?" Jing Yan turned to look at him, Lu Qian shook his head, propped himself up and turned off the bedside light, "Let's chat for a while."

It seems that the atmosphere at this moment is too good, there is no tension or lingering sorrow, a very peaceful mood circulates between the two of them, Jing Yan feels that it is okay to talk.

Lu Qian touched the uneven place on his hand, picked it up and looked at it under the moonlight, "There are still scabs, what's wrong?" Jing Yan wanted to retract his hand, but he exerted no strength to let it go.

"It was hurt before, and I couldn't help tearing it off when I saw it for a while, and it happened intermittently, Xia Tian will heal slowly." He said it easily, because he didn't care anymore, Lu Qian seemed to know what he said When, without making a sound for a moment, he squeezed his hand tightly.

Sometimes he felt ashamed when he stretched out his hands, because the wounds always healed and ruptured, and new ones were added after healed. It is so white and clean that others will be shocked at first glance.

It's okay if you get used to it. There are so many good and bad experiences in a person's life, and we can't hide all of them.

Lu Qian shook his hand without taking any further action.Then he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I thought you were afraid of pain..." He regretted it when he said it, it was nothing more than revealing more of his ignorance of him.

Jing Yan seemed to know what he was thinking, and remembered something himself, and smiled, "Actually, I have other things that I kept from you."

"Before we broke up, I met someone downstairs and confessed to you. It's okay," Jing Yan said ahead of Lu Qian, "You should be liked by many people, but I used to resist realizing this. a little."

"The man asked if you had a boyfriend, but you didn't answer him."

He didn't even question or feel wronged. After so long, these emotions have become a little distant.Since Lu Qian wanted to chat, he also wanted Lu Qian to know what insurmountable things lay between the two of them.

It turned out that he saw it. Lu Qian didn't dare to think about the words he said the next day after that night, but he remembered the inexplicable question Jing Yan asked him before he left, and in an instant everything that Jing Yan felt that day rushed over his face. overwhelm him.

But Lu Qian gritted his teeth and swallowed it. He admitted that he deserved it, but right now there are more important things than self-loathing.He touched Jing Yan's wrist from the palm of his hand, and his fingers were loosely wrapped around it.

"I also have something to hide from you." Jing Yan turned sideways and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yao Yihang told me what happened to you at school. I sent the statement to the school. The teacher said that the person in the photo was your boyfriend. At that time, I only thought that I caused you to be bullied at school."

Lu Qian clasped his wrist tightly to let him get closer to him, but his voice was very gentle.

"I'm sorry, is it too late to apologize to you now? I'm just afraid that you will suffer other injuries because of me, and I shouldn't tell others that you are my boyfriend, but there has never been a third person between us."

To his surprise, Jing Yan shook his hand back, their palms were touching, fingers pointing in different directions.

"So you pushed me away, and didn't ask me what I wanted or which direction I wanted to go, and you decided our relationship and my whereabouts without authorization."

It's still not a question sentence, it's still a bland narrative.

Jing Yan got down on his knees and put his cheek against his hand. "There are no other people or other problems at all. I knew it a long time ago."

Lu Qian was only happy for a second, and what Jing Yan said next threw him into the fire again.

"The biggest problem is the two of us. We were not on the same road from the very beginning. It was an unequal relationship from the beginning. I still want to catch up. Am I a bit too stupid?" Jing Yan closed his eyes and endured Thinking of wanting to kiss him again.

"I used to love you so much. Now that I think about it, I can't stand it. But that's really not okay. You can't ask me to do it again."

He sat up straight, and quickly touched Lu Qian's palm with his lips. "Go to sleep, take the medicine, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Lu Qian let go of him, lay down on his back with Jing Yan's heart, let Jing Yan cover himself with a quilt, and there was a long distance between the two of them.

"Don't you love me?" He watched Jing Yan walk to the window, and couldn't help asking an old-fashioned question that he didn't dare to think about.

Jing Yan drew the curtains, and the room was plunged into darkness.His voice was very clear, like a piece of melting ice poured into the fire, it was the only words that Lu Qian could hear clearly when his body was tingling.

"Is it that important to love or not to love?" If he is willing to admit it, his love for Lu Qian is still abundant, but it will no longer be the only one in his life.

Love is torn into pieces, pieces may be put back together, but there will always be tiny pieces that disappear.

Jing Yan lay down on the other side of the bed, and started talking. The feeling of relief made him tired and relaxed.He wanted to sleep well, maybe Lu Qian could go back when he woke up tomorrow, and both of them could be relieved.

A second before he was about to fall asleep, Lu Qian suddenly got the strength from where he was, and pulled him from the other side of the bed into his arms, and then put all the weight of his upper body on him.

Obviously his lips are dry and cracked, but his eyes are as bright as water.After having a fever, the exhaled breath is hotter than before, spraying wantonly on Jing Yan's skin.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you love me as much as before. Change me to love you, change me to stalk you, change me to pursue you again, change you to teach me love, come save me, okay? ?”

This was probably the most shameless thing Lawyer Lu had ever said in his life, but he didn't blush because he expressed his intention too late, like chasing a train that was about to leave, why would he care about the good-looking running posture?

He wants to fill up the gaps in the fragments with his own love, making it more complete than before.Lu Qian stared at Jing Yan closely, held him in his arms, and waited for him to give him permission to release him in court.