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Xia Xingcheng was caught off guard by the sudden concern. He watched the chubby woman Aunt Luo make chicken soup for himself from the insulated lunch box, and coaxed him to drink the soup in a childlike tone.At the same time, the uncle who Lu Wei called Uncle Gui just now arranged his clothes and put them in the closet, saying where to put the clothes and what to pay attention to after the operation.

"Chengcheng, this chicken soup is very nourishing. After your appendicitis operation, you must focus on nourishing qi and light. I really want to get rid of all the fat and oily parts of this chicken. See if this soup is a little bit better. No oil at all?"

He took the bowl that Aunt Luo handed over and drank it in small sips. He didn't feel irritable when he heard the elders talking, he just felt that he seemed to be very important.

He has never experienced the feeling of being surrounded by family members, nor has he heard such gentle caring. In his previous world, there were only fruitless efforts and quarrels, and he had lost all hope for a time.

But since he met Lu Wei, he felt that everything had changed.

This is what he longed for and could not ask for when he was a child.

Aunt Luo watched the boy on the bed obediently drinking the soup and burst out with love: "Chengcheng is so obedient, Ah Wei has never been obedient to drink soup, and he is not so obedient at your age. If you don’t look for a home, don’t look for your parents.”

Lu Wei, who was caught off guard by his age: "..."

He has long been used to his elders complaining about him, and his eyes fell on Xia Xingcheng who was sipping soup. He wondered if this guy was listless and lost his appetite just after the operation. He drank soup like a kitten drinking water. of.

"It's delicious." Xia Xingcheng put down the spoon and looked at the undrinkable soup, a little embarrassed: "But I can't drink it anymore."

It seemed that the sushi that he finished eating yesterday took away his appetite. In fact, he didn't want to eat anything, but this was his heart after all, so he had to drink it.

"Oh, how about just drinking a little? Do you want me to bring you something to eat? Is there anything you want to eat?" Seeing that he drank so little, Aunt Luo was a little worried: "You are so thin Eat more to grow, don't think about losing weight, you see Lu Wei is so tall because of eating, when he was your age, he was a big fat man, tall and big, the back is also thin, long Don’t think about losing weight when you’re in shape, just drink some more.”

Xia Xingcheng turned his head and looked at Lu Wei with a smile: "Brother Wei, you used to be a big fat man!"

Lu Wei saw the little guy's eyes shining because of curiosity, and nodded: "Well, I used to be about two hundred catties."

It's good to say something, he wants to see Xia Xingcheng smile.

"Brother Wei, how did you get back to what you are now?" Xia Xingcheng thought about the [-]-jin Lu Wei, completely unimaginable, the [-]-jin Lu Wei should also look good, soft and chubby, hehehe...

Thinking about laughing out loud.

Aunt Luo didn't know how much she liked Xia Xingcheng's smiling eyes, "Chengcheng is really lucky, he smiles like a little angel, that's great, no wonder Ah Wei likes it so much."

Xia Xingcheng was stunned, do you like it?Which do you like?

Lu Wei's expression froze, and his gaze fell on Aunt Luo with resentment.

Sensing Lu Wei's gaze, Aunt Luo immediately said, "Wei has always wanted a younger brother, so Wei must have treated you like a younger brother so much." Can't help laughing.

This kid is very nervous.

Lu Wei pretended to be calm and replied: "Yes, brother."

Xia Xingcheng smiled: "Ah, is that right, I also regard Brother Wei as my elder brother." But he hummed in his heart, he doesn't want his brother now, he is a man with pursuit.

"Chengcheng, are you studying here alone?" Aunt Luo chatted casually with the lunch box.

Xia Xingcheng's eyes flashed unnaturally, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "...um."

"Then where is your hometown?"

"Lu City."

"Lushi is quite far from Haishi, why come to Haishi to study, parents don't worry?"

Xia Xingcheng pursed his lips, and tightly clutched the corner of the quilt with his hand on the quilt, as if trying to suppress some emotion, the smile on the corner of his mouth became forced, and his face, which was not very good-looking, began to turn pale.

In fact, he really wanted to say that his parents were worried, but he was very sad because he didn't have a mother and his father didn't love him, and it was embarrassing for others to ask.

"Aunt Luo, didn't my mother ask you for a beauty treatment at noon, it's almost time, you go back first."

Xia Xingcheng was taken aback, he looked at Wei Lu.

As if he didn't see Xia Xingcheng's gaze, Lu Wei sent the two elders out of the ward, then turned his head to look at Xia Xingcheng:

"I'll send the two of them off, you can play with yourself first." Then he closed the door of the ward.

The ward fell into silence, Xia Xingcheng lowered his head and remained silent.

The phone beside the bed suddenly vibrated. He took the phone and saw that it was Xia Xingche, his eyes widened suddenly. That's right, Xia Xingche would know if he asked for leave!

The phone was still vibrating, like a hot potato.

He withdrew the shock in his heart, and gradually sank his impetuous heart and looked at the phone interface expressionlessly. Why should he be afraid? It is obvious that he is not the one who should apologize, so why bother cowardly.

So he connected the phone and said 'hello' lightly.

"What floor are you in the hospital?"

He heard the quiet inquiry on the other end of the phone, as if with commanding words, Xia Xingche, who was not surprised, knew about him in the hospital, and understood why he knew.

Lip hook smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Ask the front desk yourself, but I won't let the front desk tell you where I am."

He used to pay again and again and look forward to it again and again, and then he was completely shattered and accumulated disgust over time. They want to limit everything they have, destroy their dreams, never consider their feelings, and never express themselves correctly. Then why does he always have to soften his heart for them, that's why he desperately wants to escape.

You can be fine on your own, without needing anything.

"Xia Xingcheng, don't make fun of yourself, tell me where you are!" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed no longer calm.

"Then you can search one by one." He hung up the phone unceremoniously, and then dragged Xia Xingche's number into the blacklist.

The room fell into silence again. He had some abdominal pain from sitting for a long time, so he simply lay down.

The arms covered the eyes, and the eyes were dyed red where no one saw. It seemed that the sobs that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out at this moment.

Maybe in the eyes of Xia Shangzhe and Xia Xingche, he is a very bad person, he doesn't like reading and playing, he has a bad temper and is domineering, but they never know why he became like this.

He never thought that if he wanted to live a good life, he had to follow the best path. Maybe Xia Shangzhe arranged the best path for him, as long as he studied hard, studied a good major in university, and then successfully entered the company to take over the family business , In the eyes of others, it is almost impossible to go smoothly.

But forcing him to do something he doesn't want to do is torture no matter how smooth the wind is. Plus there is Xia Xingche, he even feels that his existence is a kind of torture.

Xia Xingche is undoubtedly the second Xia Shangzhe, everything must be the best, no matter whether he likes it or not, in order to be able to control what he wants to control, he must do everything he can.

Families from other families may support or not support their children in pursuing their dreams, but they will not be devastated, as if their own ideas are meaningless in front of them, and not only that, they will do their best to prevent progress.

His dream was just about to take off when the rope was cut.

So when Aunt Luo asked about his family, he really didn't want to answer. He didn't think he was a cold-blooded person, because he loved them very much when he was young, but they didn't seem to love him. When he grew up, he understood that maybe he really is redundant.

No one cares about his feelings, and his family will not worry about him.

His father didn't come to see him for two months after his eye was injured. He was really completely disappointed. After that, he vowed never to go back again.

No one cares why he has to give blindly, he is not a saint, not a fool, he is also a flesh and blood yearning for love.

After Wei Lu pushed open the door, he heard a whining sound. Maybe Xia Xingcheng didn't realize that his movements were light, but that guy was crying while covering his eyes. Such a subdued crying sound seemed to be pulling his nerves. My heart is a little blocked.

When Aunt Luo mentioned his family just now, he saw something was wrong with Xia Xingcheng, but he didn't expect this guy to be so sad.I knew that Xia Xingcheng's tears were low, but the crying before was all minor grievances, and I had never seen him so sad.

It seems that he has been enduring it.

He walked to the sofa beside the bed and sat down, thinking about how to coax him well.

"Brother Wei."

He raised his eyes in a daze, and heard Xia Xingcheng calling himself: "Do you know I'm back?"

"You'll know when you open the door." Xia Xingcheng didn't let go of his arms, because he knew that his eyes must be swollen from crying, so he said without letting go, "Thank you."

It was also because my voice was a little choked up after crying, and I felt ashamed.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for taking me to the hospital, thank you for taking care of me, thank you for knowing what I'm thinking..."

Xia Xingcheng was blindfolded, and he seemed to be able to feel the movement of Wei Lu beside him more clearly. In his current dark world, Wei Lu's voice and breathing were like bright colors, adding color little by little to the black base. .

"Thank you for appearing in my world."

Lu Wei's eyes seemed to be dyed with a fine luster, his emotions were revealed in his eyes, but he did not speak but listened quietly, knowing that Xia Xingcheng must have a lot of things to tell him, because he believed in him, so in Talk to yourself when you are saddest.

He will be the best listener and heals such wounds when he knows about them.

"I didn't have a mother since I was a child, but it seems that I didn't get more care from my father. He is very busy and can't see him often. Maybe he has never taken care of the family. He doesn't seem to know how to care for us."

we?

Lu Wei frowned.

"I have a twin brother, his name is Xia Xingche. I am Cheng and he is Che. The difference is only 3 minutes, but because of these 3 minutes, there is a world of difference between me and him. We look different and have different personalities. The same thing, the things we like are different, we couldn’t play since we were young, in fact, it shouldn’t be said that we couldn’t play, it’s because he doesn’t want to play with me but wants to participate in everything I do.”

"My father is a very strict and rigid person. The autocratic nature of his bones makes him used to speaking to us in command-style words. He does not allow us to have extra time. All the spare time should be studied, and it must be Learn what he asked us to learn, and don't allow others. Xia Xingche is very obedient. He is like a puppet. Good boy, he is the kid next door in the adults. He is very good, so he makes me very bad."

"I love painting. I have been painting since I was a child. When my grandfather was still alive, I followed him all the time. My grandfather took me to study in France and paint there. I think this is the life I like. But in My grandfather passed away suddenly when I was in junior high school, and then I was alone in France. I took my grandfather’s last wish before leaving and studied painting hard. I will become an excellent painter in the future. I have been working hard. I have drawn many collections, without using my real name, anonymous , published a lot, and then I became famous in France when I was in high school."

When Lu Wei saw Xia Xingcheng put down his arm, his eyes were red from crying, and even his nose was red. He leaned forward and stretched out his hand to caress the person's forehead, coaxing gently and silently.

Xia Xingcheng turned his head to the side: "Brother Wei, I never would have thought that one of my paintings could sell for [-] euros. Since that art exhibition, many people have come to me, and I feel how happy it is to be recognized. .But I never would have guessed that this was the beginning of my nightmare."

When he said this, Lu Wei saw the tears falling from the corner of his eyes, silent but like an ice pick, it hurt his heart.

"My dad was very angry when he knew that I was painting abroad, so he used various channels to withdraw all my paintings. Being replaced by my real name, my dad tried to erase all traces of my existence, and as he saw it, he did."

"After returning to China, I entered high school according to his arrangement, but I am no longer the child who always longed for my father to give me love when I was young, because I knew I couldn't get it from him, so he said what I didn't do, He didn't let me paint, I just wanted to paint, I used all the walls in my house for graffiti, leaving my traces everywhere."

"And then there was the burning of my studio. I don't know if it was accidental or intentional."

"There are the only paintings I brought back from France in the studio, which are the paintings I painted in the best condition in the happiest time, and they are also some souvenirs that I think I can leave for myself at the end. I only know that after the studio caught fire, Xia Xingche came out last."

Speaking of this, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but blushed again, gritted his teeth and said:

"When it was on fire, I rushed in and tried to save my painting, but he stopped me, and he hit my head with a vase, and I was blind for two months." He took a deep breath, then turned his head to look at Lu Wei, The raised corners of his mouth were bitter.

"Do you remember that I told you about the roommate I hate very much, that is Xia Xingche, he is now a junior, and he deliberately got him into his dormitory, and it is precisely because of this that I got into a fight with him on the first day of school, I don’t understand is it okay to pursue what I want? Can they force me to get what they want?”

Xia Xingcheng looked out of the window again, feeling unbearably sour in his heart: "I just want to paint, isn't that okay? Is painting that bad..."

After hearing this, Lu Wei found that his right hand was tightly clenched. Maybe it was anger that made him forget that his right hand was injured, but he didn't care about himself. The pain he felt in his heart was because Xia Xingcheng was in pain.

Xia Xingcheng looked at Lu Wei, he found that Lu Wei seemed to show distressed or sympathetic expressions to him because of what he said, and suddenly felt even more uncomfortable.

"Brother Wei, you don't need to pity me, I don't need to be pity."

"Want me to hug you?"

Xia Xingcheng was slightly stunned, and then he saw Lu Wei open his arms towards him, and saw a gentle smile in the man's eyes, not sympathy, but tolerance as always.

At that moment, he felt that the iron wall in his heart that was used to isolate pain and sorrow completely melted.

"Yes." He nodded with a sob.

Wei Lu leaned forward and carefully hugged the man into his arms, because he was injured, he didn't dare to hug him too tightly, and he patted the man's back lightly with his hand:

"Chengcheng, don't be afraid, you brother Wei is a rich man, you can do whatever you want with me, you can paint, you can do anything, no one will ignore your feelings, no one dares to pretend to be your painting, no one dares to stop You publish."

Xia Xingcheng rested his chin on Lu Wei's shoulder, and when he heard his words, his eyes turned red again. Even his family couldn't care and care for him, but Lu Wei did it.

"No one can bully you."

Hearing Lu Wei's words, he burst into tears.

I can only blame Wei Lu for being too kind for his imposing 1.7-meter-five-meter man to cry into tears.

He deserves to be ashamed, and he deserves to like it.

It was hard to stop crying, and Wei Lu couldn't coax him down after coaxing him for a long time.

Until someone knocked on the door outside the ward.

"Xia Xingcheng, it's me."

Xia Xingcheng's eyes widened suddenly when he heard this familiar voice, he hugged Lu Wei's arm tightly and looked at him:

"Brother Wei, it's Xia Xingche."

"Your brother?" Lu Wei half-closed his eyes showing some danger.

"Yes, that bastard."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Okay, I believe you, drive him away!"

Lu Wei put Xia Xingcheng back on the bed, twisted the corner of the quilt to make him lie down, and said with downcast eyes, "How much do you want me to do, I won't hit people, after all, I am a civilized person."

Xia Xingcheng looked at the ceiling and thought for a moment: "As long as I can piss him off."

"Anyway?" Lu Wei asked.

Xia Xingcheng nodded: "Well, no matter what."

The corners of Lu Wei's lips raised slightly: "Okay, then you can pretend to be asleep first."

Just when he got up, his hand was suddenly held by Xia Xingcheng. He looked down at the hand, and his eyes fell back on Xia Xingcheng's face with a questioning look in his eyes, what's wrong?

"Just say you are my boyfriend, can you pretend for a while?"

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Chengcheng: I shook the vest again, but it seemed that it was not very stable and was about to fall.

Wei Lu: Uh huh, you will fall before me.