why are they still in love

At the end of February, when the grass was growing and Yingfei was flying, Xiao Chining was finally approved by the doctor to be discharged from the hospital.

A week ago, Xiao Zhaoshan made up his mind to transfer him to a private hospital. Regardless of the other conveniences of being hospitalized here, at least there is no need to wait in a long line for the check-up when he is discharged from the hospital.

He got up early to pack his luggage, helped Xiao Chining wash up in 15 minutes, and then took him to the radiology room to take X-rays without stopping.When I returned to the blood collection window next to the nurse's station, a little boy who looked no more than five or six years old was sitting in his mother's arms crying very helplessly, while his father was smiling happily with his mobile phone on the side.

"Hey, it's too miserable! Why is it so miserable, baby?"

While talking about his poor son, the father frantically took more than a dozen ugly photos of his son with his mobile phone.

Xiao Chining turned a blind eye and sat on the chair, rolled up his sleeves and handed his arms to the nurse, his face expressionless the whole time.Xiao Zhaoshan hugged his coat, stood behind him and waited quietly, also did not respond.

Seeing this, the little boy's mother said to her son: "Look at how brave this big brother is. He didn't cry when he wanted to draw four tubes of blood. We only need to draw a little, really just a little, isn't it better?" Shouldn't you be crying?"

The nurse holding the needle and struggling to pull his arm in the window also said, "Yes, we want to be a man like my brother."

Hearing this, the little boy miraculously stopped crying, raised his little face full of snot and tears suspiciously, and looked at the man his mother and pretty sister were talking about.

Sensing his gaze, Xiao Chining turned his head and glanced at him coldly.

Then the little boy said "wow" and cried even harder than before.

"What's the matter, baby, let Dad take a look." The young man bent down to see his crying face, and still adjusted the angle of the phone to continue collecting materials, pretending to say, "The needle is in your body and it hurts in my heart, Dad It hurts so much!"

The woman freed her hand to pinch her husband's waist, and scolded: "I saw my son's head on the head when I was watching the excitement. Is there a father like you? Get lost!"

The little boy cried and yelled: "My brother is so fierce, I don't want to get an injection..."

Xiao Chining didn't hear any necessary connection between these two things.He looked down at the little boy, and asked in a flat voice, "Hey, how much does one plus one equal, do you know?"

The little boy struggled desperately in the hands of the nurse: "I know it's two! I don't want an injection!"

"You definitely don't know about this." Xiao Chining asked again, "What is 350 six plus 72 and minus 170 one?"

The little boy was stunned, pursing his mouth as if he was about to cry.

"Then change to a simple Chinese question." Xiao Chining took the blood, tightened his arms to clamp two cotton swabs, and took the opportunity to glance at the medical guide sheet in the woman's hand, "An ear on the left, an oriental thing on the right, What is the word?"

The little boy made some gestures in his mind, and replied sobbingly: "Yes, yes...Chen!" He tugged at his mother's sleeve excitedly, "Mom! It's my last name!"

The woman kissed him: "Well, baby is so smart!"

"Okay." The nurse let go of the little boy's hand, "The family members help press the cotton swab."

Seeing that he had finally drawn blood from his fingertips, Xiao Chining turned and left without saying a word.Xiao Zhaoshan put a coat on him, and looked at the little boy twice before leaving.

"Do you want me to hold the cotton swab for you?" He asked Xiao Chining after walking into the elevator.

Xiao Chining's right hand was hanging in front of his body and it was difficult to move, so he stretched out his left hand without any shyness: "It should be almost done, throw it away."

Clearly knowing that he won't be in pain, Xiao Zhaoshan still took his movements lightly when he took the cotton swab for him, and even carefully picked up a strand of cotton sticking to the eye of the needle: "Later, you go to the inpatient department and wait for your godmother , I went to the supermarket to buy breakfast."

Xiao Chining yawned: "Well, just buy any bread."

He had been lying on the hospital bed for nearly a month, and he managed to sleep for fifteen hours every day, but today he only slept for eight hours and had to get up to work. His body obviously didn't get used to it.

The two got out of the elevator and temporarily parted ways in the lobby on the first floor.Xiao Chining watched Xiao Zhaoshan enter the supermarket around the corner, and then lazily walked towards the door with his left hand in his trouser pocket.

There is a flower bed in front of the inpatient department, which is full of petunias. It is not yet in flowering season, but a bud has already sprouted on the top of its flower stem.The grass green that is illuminated translucently by the morning sun floats on the gloomy old leaves, just like the rolled up waves blowing up transparent flowers in the air.

Sitting on the bench, Xiao Chining was blown away by the gentle wind and felt drowsy. Finally, he slowly realized that spring has really come.

On the day he was kidnapped, he remembered very clearly that the curbs in Beijing were covered with snow that had been trampled dirty instead of sprouting vegetation.In the gloomy one-story house, the chill from the ground penetrated everywhere.Outside the narrow window, it was a gloomy and gloomy sky.

He looked at the clump of petunias for a long time, and gradually felt flustered.

Everything was gone, the winter, the trauma, the isolation, the difficulty sleeping, as if everything was fake, melted by the spring sun.

A psychiatrist once asked him: "Do you want to forget those unpleasant memories?"

He replied: "If I forget, I will only be more afraid."

Afraid to forget why it hurts, just remember the pain itself.Reason told him that this was not conducive to self-protection.

Just as not being able to find the cause is more terrifying than the worsening of the disease, out of the instinct to survive, he needs the complete memory of pain to raise his vigilance and vigilance, so as to prevent himself from falling into desperation again.

But this is obviously not what Xiao Zhaoshan wants to see.

He never took the initiative to ask Xiao Chining about the details of those eight days, never let him stay in the ward alone, never let him sleep alone, all the measures to protect him from the shadows during this time can be described as painstaking efforts.

So Xiao Chining couldn't bear to tell him the truth more and more, and pretended that he wanted to forget.But it's hard.

Xiao Zhaoshan saw him staring at the flower bed in a daze from a distance, so he approached and rubbed his face with a milk carton: "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Chining took the milk, opened the straw and plunged it into the box, and said calmly, "I want to make love."

Xiao Zhaoshan sat down beside him, and took out another carton of milk from his coat bag: "Okay, do it."

"Tch." Xiao Chining rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not joking."

"I'm not joking either." Xiao Zhaoshan tore open a bag of baguettes with his teeth, and handed it to him, "I'll make it when I get back."

Xiao Chining took a bite of the bread with his hand, and took a sip of the pure milk in his hand: "Forget it, what should the two disabled people do? Talk about it?"

Xiao Zhaoshan was amused by him: "It's not impossible."

"There is something." Xiao Chining said, "Okay, now I have put my hand into your crotch, and I am touching your balls, how about you?"

Xiao Zhaoshan showed no fear at all: "Go a little further down, don't use your fingertips, use your fingertips, this way the stimulation will be greater."

"...Damn it, you still have a lot of demands." Xiao Chining took the remaining half of the bread in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Quit, wither, turn on the light and go to sleep."

Xiao Zhaoshan lowered his head and smiled: "Okay, I'll go to the bathroom to solve it myself."

He got up and went to the trash can at the gate of the inpatient department to throw out the trash, and it was "solved" when he came back.

"Are you full? Here is a box of milk." He asked Xiao Chining.

Xiao Chining bit the straw, shook his head and refused: "You are full, you drink."

Xiao Zhaoshan replied: "I don't drink milk."

"Why not? Lactose intolerant?"

"I'm in my 40s, what's the point of drinking children's high-calcium milk?"

"Then why do you buy two boxes? You have money and nowhere to spend it?" Xiao Chining was speechless.

"This brand has an event, buy one get one free, I only found out when I checked out." Xiao Zhaoshan defended himself.

Xiao Chining snatched the box of milk, inserted the straw in twos and twos and forced it into his hand: "Drink, give it to me."

Xiao Zhaoshan hesitated for a moment, frowned reluctantly, and finally resigned himself to drinking.

Xiao Chining saw him drooping his eyelashes and pursing his mouth, biting the straw with bitter hatred on his face, he couldn't help but sigh that this scene is so fucking rare, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to take a picture as a souvenir.

"Dad." He called out.

Xiao Zhaoshan turned to look at him with a surprised expression.

"Crack", the picture freezes on Xiao Zhaoshan holding the milk, his lips slightly parted, and his eyes wide open looking at the camera.

Xiao Chining was very satisfied with this: "That's right, it's set as a screensaver to ward off evil spirits."

Xiao Zhaoshan only cared: "What did you call me just now?"

Xiao Chining didn't even raise his head: "Stupid, stupid, smelly dog, old thing."

"I heard it." Xiao Zhaoshan restrained his excitement and coaxed him patiently, "Honey, call again?"

Xiao Chining set up the screensaver, put away the phone and repeated: "Stupid, shitty dog, old thing."

Xiao Zhaoshan said firmly: "I heard, you called me daddy."

Xiao Chining sneered: "A person in his 40s, why is he so ignorant?"

Xiao Zhaoshan was still happy, so relieved that he took several sips of milk in a row.

But not long after he was happy, he remembered something he had just thought about in the elevator.

"Xiao Chining." He removed the straw and asked in a low tone, "What is 350 six plus 72 and minus 170 one?"

Xiao Chining quickly calculated the answer in his mind: "250 seven."

"Did you know how to do arithmetic problems with injections when you were a child?"

Xiao Chining shrugged: "Do you think I look like the kind of kid who has been afraid of injections since childhood?"

Xiao Zhaoshan nodded and said, "Like."

"Where does it look like?" Xiao Chining objected.

Xiao Zhaoshan said: "I didn't feel it before, but now I know that people cry when they are in pain and are afraid. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"I'm not ashamed, I really haven't cried because of an injection." Xiao Chining said, "There are many more terrible things than getting blood from an injection. If I cried for everything, I would have lost my eyesight."

"For example?" Xiao Zhaoshan looked at him.

"For example," Xiao Chining looked back, "Take interest classes, hold parent-teacher meetings, open parents' day in the whole school, and write propositional compositions—"My Parents"."

Xiao Zhaoshan squeezed the cardboard box in his hand, and said sincerely: "Well, you wrote at the beginning, 'I hate them to death'. I authorize and agree."

Xiao Chining smiled meaninglessly: "Go away, you're too late. I've already figured it out. If hate is useful, why should I wait until I'm 17 to get your attention?"

"Guanche said that I had to go through three calamities before I became an adult. After I've done it, he can't do anything about me, and you can't do anything about me." He poked Xiao Zhaoshan's waist and eyes with his elbow, "What should I do, old man?" You can't get rid of me."

"Who said I'm going to dump you?" Xiao Zhaoshan leaned over and kissed his forehead, "My child is so good, it's hard to find with a lantern."

Xiao Chining curled his lips: "Yeah, it's almost as good as I dumped you. Let me tell you, when your face is loose and your figure is out of shape, you can't do the job. I'll find a new boyfriend right away and piss you off."

Xiao Zhaoshan was not threatened at all: "I work hard to exercise, at least I can have sex|life with you for more than ten years, no matter how you look at it, I am making money."

Xiao Chining lowered his voice, put it close to his ear and said, "Fuck me instead | You can't."

Xiao Zhaoshan put the milk box on his lap, raised his hand and gave him a brain collapse, and said with a broken smile: "Withered, turn on the light to sleep."

As soon as Dong Xin drove the car into the hospital, he saw the father and son sitting on a bench, each holding a carton of milk to drink.The eyebrows and eyes of the two are exactly the same, the movements are the same, the temperament is the same, and even the injuries they suffer are exactly the same, it's like copying and pasting the real world.

She stepped on the brakes, quietly lowered the window to take a sneak shot, and sent it to Xiao Zhaoshan on WeChat, with the words: Come and see you when you were young.

The author has something to say: I don’t know how to write special episodes, first write a short piece to find the feeling of OvO, and then talk about the real thing in the next chapter.Thanks to @iiileviathan@看见什么吃什@飞鸟飞鸟@狗爱豆@婚一满鱼香肉肉@风铃holiday for feeding children high calcium milk in the first two chapters. [Gao Liang: I held a small lottery on Weibo yesterday. The gift is not very expensive, but it is also a little bit of my heart. Everyone who follows the article is welcome to actively participate~]