Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

Zhao Yufeng had a dream. He was standing barefoot on a wasteland, snowflakes were constantly falling in the sky, the temperature was terribly low, the water vapor he exhaled condensed into white mist, and the biting chill continued to climb up from the bottom of his feet.

He Xiangyao stood in the distance, smiling and beckoning at him, the snowflakes fell on the man's eyelashes, and quickly formed tiny ice crystals.

He wanted to throw himself into the man's arms, ask for a hug, and then a kiss, and tuck his feet into the man's sweater by the way, complaining about the damn weather.

Before he had time to move, a young man who was exactly like him ran past him towards He Xiangyao. The male god didn't see anything wrong. He held him in his arms as usual, bowed his head and said something softly. The young man covered his mouth from time to time laugh.

No, it shouldn’t be like this, that’s a fake, a counterfeit, Zhao Yufeng yelled crazily, and ran towards the man, the tingling sensation on his leg became more and more intense, the two people who were close at hand Also farther and farther away from him.

He fell to the ground and turned around, leaving a series of bloody footprints behind him. The strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils. Zhao Yufeng was horrified to find that he no longer had any feet. left in place.

Anger filled Zhao Yufeng's chest. That man belonged to him. He traded his life for it. No one could snatch it away. It didn't matter if he didn't have feet. He could still crawl. The boss would recognize him, definitely.

The snow fell more and more heavily, Zhao Yufeng crawled very slowly, the snow quickly buried him, the two hugged each other and walked away, and finally disappeared into a black spot.

Zhao Yufeng looked up at the sky with a stiff neck, the pale sunlight shone on his face, he opened his mouth wide, unable to speak or cry, he just felt his heart being clenched by an invisible hand, and his stomach was churning , A strong sense of vomiting welled up in my brain.

Zhao Yufeng turned over and spit out a few mouthfuls of acid water, He Zhiyang almost cried with joy: "Doctor, come quickly, wake up, wake up."

A large group of doctors and nurses rushed in, and the dazzling incandescent light forced Zhao Yufeng to close his eyes. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and took a deep breath of the disinfectant to find a sense of reality.

The brain gradually resumed functioning, there was no snow around, no one exactly like him, everything was just a dream.

Fu Nan lay beside the bed: "Brother, is there any pain in your body?"

Zhao Yufeng's whole body hurts, but he has no time to take care of it now, he just asked hoarsely, "Where's the boss?"

He Zhiyang spoke first: "My brother is fine, just a slight concussion and some soft tissue bruises, he should wake up soon."

Fu Nan's eyes darkened for a moment, he held Zhao Yufeng's hand tightly, and warm tears fell on the back of Zhao Yufeng's hand.

Zhao Yufeng touched his head, feeling that the small board was prickly, a little prickly: "I'm so big, I still cry."

Fu Nan couldn't speak. On the way to the hospital, he asked himself what would happen if this person died.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with an answer. He couldn't imagine what it would be like when this person disappeared forever, so he could only tell himself over and over again that the search and rescue was timely, and this person would be alive, definitely.

He left the ward with his head down, leaning against the wall and weeping silently, Zheng Junfeng walked out after him, and said cautiously: "Don't worry, Brother Feng woke up and we should be happy for him."

Fu Nan turned his head, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, Zheng Junfeng took a step back in fright: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Fu Nan raised his hand to cover his face, and his tone became gentle again: "I have a headache."

That look disappeared too quickly, Zheng Junfeng only thought that there were too many things happening today and had hallucinations: "Why don't you go to the hotel and lie down for a while?"

"No." Fu Nan sat on the bench in the corridor, patted the stool next to him: "Sit here."

Zheng Junfeng sat over, Fu Nan tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder: "I'm so tired."

"Tired of work? Don't do it if you are tired. I have money and I will support you."

"You do not understand".

Fu Nan closed his eyes. Except for Zhao Yufeng, no one in this world would understand him anymore. Brokers loved his face, and investors loved his face.

Zheng Junfeng also just loves his face.

In the ward, He Zhiyang held Zhao Yufeng's hand and chattered: "Sister-in-law, you don't even know how lucky you are, my brother fell into a tree and suffered a concussion, and you fell into the lake unscathed The search and rescue personnel said that they saw you fall as soon as they got to the bottom of the cliff, and there was a splash of water three meters high with a bang, and they thought it was someone frying fish."

Zhao Yufeng forced a smile: "Which heartless person would go to deep mountains and old forests to fry fish?"

The doctor was very helpless: "Young Master He, can you stop for a while and continue after we finish the examination."

"Oh."

He Zhiyang kept his mouth shut, Gao Cheng pinched his lips that were so pouty that they could hang a soy sauce bottle: "Let's go out, don't affect the doctor."

He Zhiyang looked at Gao Cheng with hanging eyes, turned his face when he walked out of the ward: "What do you mean, you think I'm in the way?"

It meant that, Gao Cheng didn't dare to say it clearly: "Where is it, baby, I just talked fast and said something wrong."

He Zhiyang raised his little face, Gao Cheng kissed him on the right cheek, and He Zhiyang cried out: "You just don't love me anymore, after kissing the right cheek you don't kiss the left cheek, we break up."

Gao Cheng: "..."

Zhao Yufeng was tossed about, waiting for everyone in the ward to leave, he finally had time to observe the boss who was sleeping on another bed.

The distance was so close that Zhao Yufeng could clearly see He Xiangyao's pale face and pouty lips.

The male god's hair was all shaved and covered with thick gauze, which looked rather funny. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and used his fingers to trace the outline of the man over and over again.

He Xiangyao's eyelashes trembled a few times, slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to hold Zhao Yufeng's hand: "Baby."

"Who is your baby?" Zhao Yufeng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, staggered to Boss He's bedside, and cried loudly: "I hate you to death."

He Xiangyao took him by the hand and brought him to the bed, hugging him tightly: "Good boy, don't cry, don't cry."

Zhao Yufeng huddled into a ball in the arms of the male god, his nose was covered with tears from crying, and he acted like a spoiled child: "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."

"It's all my fault." He Xiangyao kept kissing the little model's forehead: "Stop crying, don't be afraid, dreams and reality are opposite."

"You are good or bad, you will bully me in your dreams."

"Well, I'm bad, I'll buy you a bag and apologize, okay?"

"Not good," Zhao Yufeng squeezed his feet between the man's calves: "I still want nail polish."

"Okay, okay, buy everything."

He Xiangyao was very dizzy, and he was sleepy, and he didn't have much energy. He wanted to close his eyes after saying a few words.

Zhao Yufeng vomited all the contents in his stomach, and now he was panicking with hunger. He rubbed his chin against Boss He's chest: "I'm hungry."

He Xiangyao pulled himself together and called Bodyguard A to order food. Zhao Yufeng nestled in his arms and made some small comments from time to time.

The food came quickly, and Zhao Yufeng couldn't help salivating when he smelled it.

Bodyguard A set up the medical bed table and put the dishes on it one by one. Zhao Yufeng couldn't wait to pinch a piece of mushroom with his fingers: "It's delicious."

He Xiangyao was dizzy and had no appetite. He just quietly watched the little model eat. Surviving a catastrophe did not bring him any joy, but left him with a lot of fear. He was very scared and couldn't help but think about the worst outcome .

Zhao Yufeng took a piece of green vegetables and fed it to the male god's mouth: "Taste it."

He Xiangyao opened his mouth to hold it, and the light blue vegetable juice stained his lips. He barely swallowed the piece of green vegetable: "Baby, no need, I'm not hungry now."

"Am I not going to eat?"

"I do not want to eat."

"Oh", Zhao Yufeng was a little disappointed, but he quickly pulled himself together and finished a large plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, his small eyes seemed to want to lick the plate.

He Xiangyao stroked the little model's hair repeatedly: "Greedy cat."

Zhao Yufeng lightly took a bite on the male god's chest: "You are the one who is greedy."

The two were talking when the door suddenly opened from the outside.

Mother He's son was sent to the hospital one step at a time. After waking up, she called Liu Zhe to have a heart-to-heart talk with Mother Liu. They cried one after another. Both eyes were almost swollen into walnuts. I had to come to see him several times a day. peace of mind.

She never expected to see such a scene, the two were intimately on the hospital bed, eating, she was out of breath: "Are you doing this to Xiao Liu?"

Liu Zhe's face was full of bewilderment, He Xiangyao met his eyes, and his mind was buzzing: What should I do, shit?