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Qi Ling's world fell apart with Qi Yunwei's shot.

Home is no longer home.

Father is no longer that father.

Even himself, he couldn't go back to his former self.

He didn't want to know Yun Suxi's attitude anymore, he didn't want to feel distressed anymore, and he refused to communicate.

His right shoulder was pierced, and he stayed in the same ward in the hospital.

The time difference between the two admissions was less than one month.

He didn't answer Yan He's calls, he didn't reply to text messages, and he didn't even dare to count the number of missed calls in his phone.

In the first few days before he gave up on himself, he didn't even know how to go on.

Family affection is gone, and love is also in jeopardy.

All that's left is a heart full of desolation.

Bracing with all his courage, he was ready to go home, and Yan He's that one.

He was tired of cheating, tired of hiding.

No matter what the result is, he wants to accept it.

Coming out of the ward, he wore very little in the early winter weather, and his face was pale.

The aloofness between the eyebrows was cut away, and the brilliance in the eyes was dim.

Standing at the side gate of the campus, quietly waiting for Yanhe to come out of school, almost merging with the trees.

Yan He and Zhang Luanzi walked together, Zhang Luanzi went out to buy food in a small supermarket, and Yan He went home.

Qiling heard Zhang Luanzi say: "Why hasn't Qiling been able to see for a while?"

Yan He smiled: "His sister said that he and his father went back to their hometown to run business."

Zhang Luanzi: "But it's the end of the period soon."

Yan He: "Qi Ling can keep up."

Zhang Luanzi scratched his head and smiled: "Well, yes, he studies very well and is excellent."

Yan He also laughed, with a touch of pride.

Zhang Luanzi couldn't see it, but Qi Ling could.

This step, in the end did not take out.

Until Yan He and Zhang Luanzi walked away, Qi Ling was still in place.

After standing there for more than ten minutes, Qiling closed her eyes and shed tears, and tried to wipe them away quickly.

He followed Yanhe back home without a key and knocked on the door.

The moment Yan He opened the door, he was full of surprise, Yan He pulled Qi Ling into the room, and asked, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Qi Ling bowed her head and said nothing.

Seeing how little he was wearing, Yan He took his hand and squeezed his palm, it was cold.

Yan He was in a hurry: "Come in first."

Yan He: "If you wear so little, do you think you are made of iron?"

Qi Ling's hand was in Yan He's, and Yan He's palm was warm.

Qi Ling looked up, Yan He's face was full of concern, and he frowned slightly, but he didn't blame him too much.

There is no heating in winter in the south.

Yanhe brought him a thick piece of clothes, pressed him on the sofa and asked him to put it on, poured a basin of hot water, said nothing, squatted down to take off his socks and pressed his feet in, Qi Ling He hissed softly, and slowly warmed up.

Qi Ling looked at Yan He, but Yan He didn't ask him much.

He grabbed Yanhe who was about to go into the room to find something.

Do not speak.

Yan He looked at him, puzzled, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qi Ling was speechless.

Yan He stroked his hair, Qi Ling firmly grasped Yan He's hand, and could not utter the words he had prepared.

Yan He laughed: "Stupid?"

Qi Ling shook her head.

Regardless of holding Yanhe in his arms, some water spilled out because of his movements, and some of Yanhe's pants were stained.

Yan He looked at him, sighed silently, and slowly embraced him.

Qi Ling said hoarsely, "I like you."

Obtrusive and out of place.

Yan He was startled, and slowly said: "I know."

Qi Ling shook her head.

Stop talking.

Yanhe doesn't know anything.

He had come to tell him everything.

But nothing can be said.

Yan He: "Let go, I'll go in and get you a towel."

Qiling let go slowly, looked deeply at Yanhe, Yanhe smiled to comfort him, and went in to get him something.

When Yan He came out, Qi Ling had already left, there were still traces in the living room, and she was gone.

Yan He sat down, he couldn't tell how he felt, even if he left, Qi Ling's gunshot wound couldn't be treated, and the hospital should change the medicine.

Yan He touched his forehead and sighed.

God knows how much he wanted to see Qi Ling when Qi Shugang told him.

The night was windy and bitter.

Qi Ling couldn't stop crying as she walked.

He shouldn't have held him, he shouldn't have said nothing.

He was afraid of meeting Yanhe.

He is afraid of talking and vomit.

But he was even more reluctant to bear Yanhe, and he was even more afraid of Yanhe seeing him really vomit.

He can't take it.

Such a good person belongs to him, and he won't let him go.

He has almost lost his home, and he can no longer live without words.

It's his, his, his.

He doesn't let go.

Qi Ling squatted down, tears collapsing.

Covering his face with his hands, his shoulders moved slightly.

He will cook for him, tuck him in the quilt, and kiss him, how wonderful.

He never hates him, doesn't dislike him, accepts him slowly, how wonderful.

Such a good person belongs to him.

He doesn't let it go.

He will still love him.

If he didn't even want Yanhe, he would have nothing.

If even Yanhe...

Where should he find some warmth?

In this world, there is only one word.

There will be no second.

God will no longer be so merciful to him.

Qi Ling wiped away her tears and stood up slowly.

Walking step by step.

If deception can keep Yanhe, then, I'm sorry, my love.

Sorry to deceive you.

Tears flowed again.

Qi Ling just wiped it off silently.

After Qi Ling returned to the ward, she called Yan He. Ye Feng hoarse her throat and coughed a little.

Forgot all the perfunctory words, Yanhe didn't ask anything, and didn't blame, Qi Ling didn't have the energy to think about whether it was reasonable.

The next day I had a fever, which was even worse.

From the beginning to the end, Qi Yunwei never looked at him.

Qi Shu came to accompany him, and Qi Ling held her hand tightly, telling her not to say anything, no matter what she knew, forget it.

Qi Shu was terrified by Qi Ling's expression, and finally nodded.

Qi Ling felt relieved.

I stayed in the hospital for half a month.

Yun Suxi didn't talk about going home to recuperate, and Qi Ling didn't want to go home to recuperate, she lived in the ward, thinking about Yanhe.

And with inexplicable fear.

When she can be discharged from the hospital, she doesn't need to change her medicine every day. Qi Ling goes home and packs a few clothes, and doesn't plan to go back for a short time.

Yan He opened the door for him, and he hugged him tightly.

Yan He wanted to kiss him, but Qi Ling ran away in fright.

The aftereffects of nursing homes are evident.

Yan He didn't force him, and asked him what he wanted to eat tonight, Qiling had already forgotten how to eat in the hospital, and she didn't seem to care.He was also thankful that his stomach was very cooperative, so he didn't want other words to justify his words.

For example, why do I have stomach problems when I eat at home?

Yan He took the key and said, "I'll go shopping first, you sit at home."

Qi Ling got up and said in a panic, "I'll go with you."

Yan He glanced at him and nodded.

Yan He chose a good dish, Qi Ling wanted to take it, but Yan He only gave him what he could lift with one hand, bought a spare rib, and made soup.

No matter how many, dare not buy.He was afraid that Qi Ling would come to carry her.

He didn't know when the gunshot wound would heal.

Make it up first.

When I got home, Qi Ling wanted to come and help, Yan He glanced at his face, sighed, and said, "Peel the green onion for me, and go out to check this weekend's homework...I wrote down my notes, so you can read it too."

Only then did Qi Ling think that the end of the term was coming soon, so she nodded nervously: "Okay."

When the water in the casserole started bubbling, Yanhe closed the lid.

Yan Jing left a total of more than [-] cards when she left, and her living expenses are not much. Fortunately, she is also in China, so it is convenient to buy groceries, and she can buy them in different ways depending on the situation.

He avoids spicy dishes in his cooking, and Yan He usually doesn't eat spicy food, so he doesn't need to explain too much.

But Yan He doubts whether Qi Ling can pay attention to these things in his current state.

Qiling couldn't use his right hand, and his writing was a bit jerky. He tried his best not to make the words too ugly.

The scabs on the back have all fallen off, but the new flesh is very tender and itches.

After finishing writing a few questions, Qiling raised her head when she smelled the broth.

Yan He was quietly peeling vegetables in the kitchen.

The room is quiet, look at the clock, dinner can be served in another hour.

Qi Ling felt relaxed.

The phone rang suddenly, Qi Ling picked it up, but didn't answer it for a long time.

Yan He: "Your phone is ringing?"

Qi Ling stood up: "Yes."

Back to the room to pick up.

Yun Suxi asked: "Can you still go to class? If you can't, just ask for leave."

Qi Ling: "Yes."

Yun Suxi looked at the time, sighed, and asked, "What are you having for dinner?"

Qi Ling was silent for a moment, then said: "There is rib soup, maybe there is cooking, do you want to know every dish?"

Yun Suxi lowered her eyes: "Okay, buy some good food, and remember to check if you have any problems."

Qi Ling: "I know."

Yun Suxi opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "Don't go home anytime soon, your father and I..."

Qi Ling interrupted: "I won't go home."

I also don't want to see Qi Yunwei.

Yun Suxi was also silent.

After a while, Yun Suxi promised: "Wait until you heal from your injury...around this year's Chinese New Year...we won't come to school, you, take good care of your body, don't think too much."

Qi Ling: "...Thank you."

Yun Suxi was speechless.

Can only bear to hang up.

Qi Ling put down the phone, remained silent for a moment, removed the battery, and stuffed them together in a drawer on the bedside table.

Let's do this first, and then open it in a few days.

Before going to bed at night, it was still difficult for Qi Ling to take a bath, but Yan He didn't go in this time.

Difficult to wash.

Yan He Anran waited for him to come out.

Qi Ling in pajamas walked in, Yan He looked at him, this was a gift bought by Yan Jing and sent to Yan He, the same pattern, different colors, all beautiful, Yan Jing was in a dilemma, so he just sent it to Yan He together.

There is a Winnie the Pooh on the chest.

Yan He smiled: "My mother bought it well, it looks cute."

Qi Ling got under the quilt and said in a low voice, "I'm a boy."

Yan He didn't say much, and turned to turn off the bedside lamp.

Qi Ling didn't give him a goodnight kiss as usual.

Yan He asked, "Can I kiss your forehead?"

Qi Ling's body trembled, and she swallowed: "Why do you ask?"

Yan He: "Because □□ was quiet, the sudden movement was too abrupt."

Qi Ling didn't understand.

Yan He pressed a kiss on his forehead, Qi Ling wanted to shrink back a little, a little resisted.

In winter, two people are covered with two quilts.

Put another layer on top.

Yan He reached into Qi Ling's quilt and held his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Probably because of the injury, the body temperature is not high.

Yan He sighed: "You are at home..."

Qi Ling interrupted: "I'm not going home, not on weekends."

Her hands trembled so badly that Qi Ling couldn't control it.

Yan He sighed again.

Get into Qi Ling's quilt, holding his hand, touching his hands and feet, saying: "You are so cold."

Qi Ling waved her hand: "It will be fine after a while."

Yan He: "Don't move."

Qi Ling didn't move, Yan He: "I'll go to sleep when you warm up, go to sleep."

Qiling pursed her lips and said nothing.

Yan He's smell mixed with the shower gel that the two of them used to, created a unique atmosphere of peace of mind.

Qi Ling fell asleep very fast, her breathing sank, calm and soothing.

Yan He let go, Qi Ling's quilt was already warm.

Caressing the side of his face, after a long time, reached out and touched his right shoulder.

Touch the gauze wrap.

Yan He kissed Qi Ling's nose lightly.

Turned into his quilt, it was already cool.

Qi Ling was afraid of getting in touch with him, so she didn't mention her family.

Yan He didn't know what to do.

Most of the night, did not fall asleep.

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