like you so much

"Two steps, come two steps."

"Xia Han," Yu Qiyue's veins were throbbing, "I don't have much problem with my legs."

"Male god, if there is no problem, you should walk more." Zhai Qing said while nibbling on melon seeds.

As soon as Yu Qiyue stood up, Yan Sheng immediately surrounded him nervously, trying to support him.

"You really are," Yu Qiyue glared at him, "I'm going to the toilet."

There is a toilet in the room, just a few steps away, Yan Sheng had to follow him in.

"go out!"

"I do not watch."

"Go out without looking!"

"I have to help you, your hands are not convenient."

"you……"

The door cuts off the sound from inside.

Yan Xiahan and Zhai Qing looked at each other and burst out laughing, "Shuai Yan is really sticky."

"It's a blessing in disguise. I heard that Yan Shuai's parents came to see Yu'er two days ago."

Zhai Qing gave the melon seeds to Yan Xiahan, "Both parents have let go, neither supporting nor opposing, which is not bad."

Yu Qiyue's condition is getting better day by day, Yan Sheng's contribution is indispensable, as long as he is there, Yu Qiyue always has a smile on his face, according to Zhai Qing's words, Yan Sheng is Yu Qiyue's spiritual medicine.

In the bathroom, Yan Sheng insisted on taking out Yu Qiyue's things, holding his hands to turn on the water, turning his head aside in the process, in the name of keeping his promise.

Yu Qiyue was almost forced to urinate, and finally freed his bladder under Yan Sheng's "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

After finishing the matter, Yu Qiyue washed his hands by the sink, raised his head and saw the inconspicuous scar on his face in the mirror.

Yu Qiyue was silent for a long time when he saw it for the first time, Yan Cheng regretted that he shouldn't have done it back then, he hated himself for being impulsive, and hated himself for not understanding that Yu Qiyue had left him.

He explained to Yu Qiyue many times before he was relieved.

In fact, what Yu Qiyue cared about was not the scar itself, but what Yan Sheng had said.

He was afraid that Yan Sheng would be disgusted.

Seeing that Yu Qiyue looked at the mirror and didn't speak, Yan Sheng felt nervous again. He tentatively hugged him from behind, wanting to comfort him or promise something, but he was too poor for words and didn't know what to say.

"Yan Sheng." Yu Qiyue broke away from him and turned around.

Yan Sheng was so cramped that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"It's quite selfish," Yu Qiyue lowered his head and smiled, "Although I have become ugly, I still hope that you like me, even more than before."

"No," Yan Sheng blurted out, and when he saw the hurt look in Yu Qiyue's eyes, he quickly added, "No, it's still pretty, the doctor said that the chance of scars is very small if the wound is not deep, even if the scars are nice , I like you, you like everything."

Yu Qiyue was thoughtful, "I found that you seem to have changed."

"Is there?" Is it good or bad?

"Yes," Yu Qiyue tiptoed to his lips and whispered, "The mouth has become stupid."

Yan Sheng held his butt with his hands to prevent his feet from landing on the ground, and even lifted him up so that he sat in the palm of his hand, then lowered his head and bit Yu Qiyue's lip when he had no time to dodge, "How much is it?" fool?"

Yu Qiyue backed away for a while, feeling a little unwilling and bit back, but he didn't know that Yan Cheng was in his arms, and he half forced and half seduced him to exchange a lingering wet kiss.

He fell on Yan Sheng's shoulder with his face flushed from lack of oxygen, but he saw two pairs of green eyes shining through the crack of the bathroom door.

"...I didn't see anything."

"Me too."

"Well... go on, go on."

Then the door was closed with a "snap", but because it was not fastened, it bounced out again, and the door was completely wide open.

Yan Xiahan and Zhai Qing laughed awkwardly at the same time, "Hehehe."

"you two--"

It happened that Zhou Yuelin opened the door and walked in, and Yu Qiyue quickly jumped off Yan Sheng.

Zhou Yuelin's face darkened when he saw this, but he didn't say anything. He put the rice in his hand on the table and said firmly, "Eat."

After he finished speaking, he left, Yan Xiahan said, "Brother Yuelin, don't you want to eat together?"

Zhou Yuelin didn't even turn his head, "I've eaten." Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared.

Needles could be heard in the room.

Yu Qiyue hugged the lunch box and lowered his head. After the hug that day, everything seemed to be back to the original point, even worse than before. Zhou Yuelin was alienating him.

Yu Qiyue thought it was because of Yan Sheng at first, but later found out that it was not, it should be himself.

He seemed to know the reason and didn't seem to know, and he felt depressed.

Yan Sheng opened the packing box and pushed it in front of Yu Qiyue. The food was fragrant and fragrant, all of which were Yu Qiyue's favorite.

There are many kinds, light and delicious, which shows that people who buy rice have put a lot of thought into it.

The corners of Yu Qiyue's drooping mouth raised slightly.

"Damn it!" Zhai Qing suddenly patted down the table, he saw the message Wang Peng sent him, Wang Peng's family has a relationship with the court, and he knew it before them, "Dapeng said that Fu Guanyu and Zhang Yi refused to accept the judgment of the first instance. They want to file an appeal, and say that Yan Sheng has personally attacked them and want to sue him!"

Yan Sheng sneered, "Let him come."

Zhai Qing was indignant, "Don't be angry, male god, the bad guys will definitely get what they deserve."

Yu Qiyue raised his head from the lunch box, with a grain of rice still sticking to the corner of his mouth, he uttered a misty syllable, "Huh?"

Yan Sheng took down the rice and put it in his mouth casually, "Eat."

Zhai Qing and Yan Xiahan looked at each other and got goosebumps, "Hey~~"

After dinner, Yan Sheng insisted on going for a walk in the garden with Yu Qiyue, but Yu Qiyue couldn't resist him, so he could only go with him.

Yan Sheng supported his arm with one hand and supported his waist with the other. Just from the back view, he thought Yu Qiyue was pregnant.

"The arm is fine, and I'll go to the brace in two days." Seeing that Yan Sheng let go of one hand, but still refused to take off the one on his waist, Yu Qiyue said helplessly, "My waist is fine."

Yu Qiyue wanted to leave by himself, but Yan Sheng was a hundred worried, and finally chose a compromise method - holding hands.

In this hot summer, the palms of the two people were sweating immediately, but no one let go.

The two just held hands, ignoring the strange gazes of the people around them, and walked all the way to the garden.

There is a long pavilion in the garden, and the hollow top is covered with dense plants, blocking the glare of the sun, leaving only bright spots like broken mercury in the long pavilion.Unknown purple flower vines hang down from the stone wall, entangled with each other, swinging in the wind as if dancing.

I was bored in the ward all day, and my mood improved a lot when I came out to see the scenery outside.

After walking for a while, Yu Qiyue felt exhausted and wanted to sit down and rest, but Yan Sheng's chair was too hard, so he insisted on letting Yu Qiyue sit on his lap.There were not too many people in the garden, so Yan Sheng forced Yu Qiyue onto his lap on the grounds that the place where they were sitting was remote and others would not look this way.

Yan Sheng's legs were separated, and Yu Qiyue sat on his outstretched right leg, surrounded by his arms.In fact, Yan Sheng's legs were not much softer than a garden bench, but Yu Qiyue didn't say anything.

Yan Sheng put his ear to his chest, almost obsessively listening to his heartbeat.What is luckier than being alive, parents' hindrance and others' incomprehension, compared to Yu Qiyue sitting in his arms like this, it is too insignificant.

Yu Qiyue's jaw hurt from his short, hard hair, and he stretched out his hand to push him away, but instead of letting go, Yan Sheng clamped his legs and arms around his waist to prevent him from moving.

"Pressed my arm."

At the last moment, he wished he could embed Yu Qiyue in his arms, but Yan Sheng let go immediately after hearing what he said.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Sheng asked nervously, but Yu Qiyue saw a narrow smile in his eyes.

Yan Sheng squeezed his butt and cursed with a smile, "Naughty."

These two words hit Yu Qiyue's wonderful smile, he raised his head and laughed so hard that he couldn't restrain himself.

The sound of wheelchairs rolling over the road can be heard from far and near, accompanied by the voices of people gradually becoming clearer.

"Go back." Yu Qiyue wanted to stand up but was trapped in Yan Sheng's arms.Seeing someone approaching the corner, Yan Sheng refused to let go.

"What are you doing, let go."

Yan Sheng pretended to be distressed and said, "Don't you think something is missing?"

Yu Qiyue didn't know why, "What?"

Under the gaze of Yan Sheng's black eyes, his face became more and more red, and finally he lowered his head and kissed Yan Sheng's lips like a boat sinking.

Yan Sheng pressed the back of his head with his bony palms, pried open his teeth with his tongue, found the shriveling softness inside, pulled it out, and sucked heavily.

Yu Qiyue stood up in a hurry, and the tip of his tongue, which was sucked numb by Yan Sheng, didn't even have time to retract.

The person at the corner has come over.

A young woman pushed a man in his fifties, and saw a long-haired boy glaring at a tall boy sitting on a bench with his tongue out.I was a little confused for a while.

But they were obviously not in the mood to find out what the stranger was doing, the woman pushed the man past Yu Qiyue and Yan Sheng with a downcast expression.

Even so, Yu Qiyue's face was still flushed with embarrassment, he shoved Yan Sheng and told him to leave quickly.

The two who had walked away behind were talking in low voices, and Yu Qiyue and Yan Sheng had also walked away, and their words were carried into Qiyue's ears with the sound of the wind after such a long distance.

"Is it really pancreatic cancer? Maybe it's a misdiagnosis. Let's go to the hospital to have a look."

Yu Qiyue's ears buzzed, and they couldn't hear what they said anymore.

The lost memory fragments in his mind poured out from the crack of the door. The little boy lay on the green and white wall of the hospital, looking at the sister-in-law who was talking to the doctor inside the door.

"How is pancreatic cancer possible? Isn't this a disease that mostly occurs in middle-aged and elderly men?"

"Cancer is hard to say."