I might have a fake boyfriend

It was Saturday in a blink of an eye, Xuan Jincheng got into the car sent by Xin Qingyu, and the driver led the way to Xin Qingtuo's ward.

"You are?" In the ward, Zhao Yajun who heard the movement stood up from the stool beside the bed and looked at Xuan Jincheng suspiciously.

The driver introduced to Zhao Yajun: "Ma'am, this is Mr. Xuan Jincheng, the one who called the ambulance for the young master."

"Hi, excuse me." Xuan Jincheng bowed his head towards Zhao Yajun.

Zhao Yajun nodded, knowing that this was the person her eldest son mentioned to her, she smiled at Xuan Jincheng: "Hello, Mr. Xuan, thank you for your help that day, I am Tuotuo's mother, sorry , and trouble you to come here specially.”

"No trouble, after all, I also want to see if I can help you."

Zhao Yajun asked: "Thank you, Mr. Xuan, have you eaten? If not, I'll ask them to buy a meal."

"No, I came here after eating." Xuan Jincheng shook his head and looked at the person lying on the hospital bed.

Xuan Jincheng thought that a person who has been unconscious for more than ten days should have a thin face, pale complexion, and malnutrition, but the man on the hospital bed did not have the condition he thought at all. Although his face was a little pale, overall It still looks very healthy.

Xin Qingtuo's face was calm and serene, as if he was just taking a normal sleep and would wake up when he got enough sleep.

Xuan Jincheng turned his angle of view slightly, and looked at Zhao Yajun, who was also watching Xin Qingtuo. This person was taken care of so well, and his family really cared about him all the time.

He looked at Xin Qingtuo again, Xin Qingtuo and Xin Qingyu didn't look alike, Xin Qingyu's facial contour was deep, a pair of sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, a pair of thin lips under the bridge of his nose, there was no obvious facial features The expression gives people the feeling of a cold emperor, and Xin Qingtuo is probably a few years younger than Xin Qingyu, or it may be because he didn't open his eyes, and he doesn't have the strong sense of aggression as Xin Qingyu, but there is no doubt What's more, this is also a very handsome person.

Although I haven't met Xin's father and Xin Qingyu's other younger brother, Xuan Jincheng reckons that they are not far behind. , genes are really powerful.

"Has Mr. Xin been like this these days?"

Zhao Yajun nodded and looked at Xuan Jincheng: "Well, it has been like this since it was sent to the hospital, and there has been no sign of waking up. The test result is only a slight concussion, and there is nothing wrong with it. I don’t know why, but I have been awake all the time, and I have no reaction to the outside world at all.”

Her voice was calm, but her eyes were slightly red, and she must have cried many times before she came here.

After Xuan Jincheng saw Xin Qingtuo himself, he still had no idea about it, so he could only talk with Zhao Yajun.

After Xin Qingtuo's accident, although the Xin family immediately transferred him to a special single ward and hired the most reassuring nurse, Zhao Yajun was still worried, and took care of her son with the nurse in the ward while dealing with work. , Father Xin, father and son also took time to come and accompany them for a while every day.

Although vegetative people are unconscious and unable to communicate with others, they often respond to external auditory stimuli, so Zhao Yajun and the others gather around the hospital bed to talk to Xin Qingtuo every day.

"Tuo Tuo is the youngest, and it was difficult to give birth to him. My husband refused to have any more. For this reason, Tuo Tuo scolded him several times when he was a child, which made Tuo Tuo always like to sing against him, but in fact, the two of them Yuyu has the best relationship, Yuyu has been a small adult since he was a child, and he has hardly ever seen him smile, and I was worried that this child might have facial paralysis, Ruoruo loves to laugh, but that face..."

Yuyu, Ruoruo, Tuotuo.

Xuan Jincheng tried his best to keep his face sullen, not to let himself laugh. He had never met Zhao Yajun's second son, and he didn't have any feelings for Ruoruo. For Tuotuo, Xuan Jincheng felt okay, but Xin Qingyu's picture The paralyzed face is connected with Yuyu...

I really want to laugh, what should I do.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master." The bodyguard's greeting came from the door.

"Yuyu, Ruoruo, you two are here."

"Mom." Xin Qingyu nodded to Zhao Yajun, looked at Xuan Jincheng, "Mr. Xuan."

Xuan Jincheng nodded calmly. He found that the president was different. His mother didn't change his face when he called this shameful nickname in front of outsiders. He was a real warrior.

Anyway, since he entered puberty, Xuan Jincheng has been shamelessly asking his parents to change his nickname from Cheng Cheng to Jin Cheng.

"Hey, this is Mr. Xuan Jin Chengxuan. It's the first time we meet. Hello, I'm Xin Qingruo." The second brother Xin, who came in behind Xin Qingyu, closed the door, turned around and hit Xuan Jincheng. call.

"Hello."

Xuan Jincheng realized that his guess was wrong. He thought Xin Qingtuo Xiao's mother, but the Xin Qingruo in front of him was the one who looked the most like Zhao Yajun. He looked like a boy and a girl, and his face was like a peach blossom, especially when he laughed. , especially to seduce people.

The evildoer suffers.Although Xuan Jincheng is gay and a pure love writer, he has always disliked YY three-dimensional people, but the second brother Xin in front of him really fits his definition of evildoer in his heart. Seeing this picture of Xin Qingruo Face, all the character settings about the evildoer in his mind disappeared, and only this impressive face remained.

Xuan Jincheng noticed that Xin Qingyu was looking at him, and immediately shifted his gaze from Xin Qingruo's face to Xin Qingyu's body: "Boss Xin, I'm sorry, I still haven't thought of anything."

Xin Qingyu nodded, and said, "No need to apologize, just do your best."

Xin Qingruo found a seat and sat down, took the apple that Zhao Yajun handed him, took a bite and said: "Why don't you tell me what you know again, let's all listen and see what's wrong. "

Xuan Jincheng nodded, and repeated what he saw that day.

After listening, Xin Qingruo had just finished eating the apples, he threw the apples into the wastebasket, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and then said: "It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, this guy fancied Come on, it is indeed possible to take the stairs instead of the elevator."

When Xin Qingruo said this, except for the other two people who were not familiar with Xin Qingtuo himself, no one in the room refuted, and there was a hint of agreement on his face.

"..." At this moment, for some unknown reason, Xuan Jincheng thought of his Xiaobai, and after replacing Xiaobai, Xuan Jincheng nodded secretly in empathy.

"It couldn't have been pushed down by someone." Xuan Jincheng, who is always good at brainstorming, couldn't help thinking of love and hatred, imagining that Xin Qingtuo had a quarrel with someone on the stairs, and then that The person may have pushed Xin Qingtuo down the stairs unintentionally or on purpose.

"Huh?" Everyone's eyes focused on Xuan Jincheng, and Xin Qingyu frowned and asked, "Did you think of anything?"

It was only then that Xuan Jincheng realized that he had said what he had imagined, and he shook his head in embarrassment, "No, I just made a wild guess, because I don't think it is possible for such a big person to come from Did you fall down the stairs? I guess someone pushed it down, but it’s impossible. I looked upstairs at the time, but I didn’t see anyone.”

Xin Qingyu was a little disappointed. They had thought of the possibility that Xuan Jincheng thought of before, but Xin Qingtuo was always popular, and not long after he joined the company, he asked the people who worked with Xin Qingtuo, and no one agreed with him. He had had friction, and, on the afternoon of the incident, all had alibi.

What's more coincidental is that the company's camera facilities were being repaired that day, and there was no video file at the stairs, so Xin Qingyu couldn't find any clues.

A few people discussed in a circle for a long time, but they didn't come up with a reason.

The whole morning passed quickly, and Xuan Jincheng didn't give any useful information this time. It happened that Xin's father also rushed over, and after another thank-you banquet, Xuan Jincheng was ready to go home.

Xin Qingruo stood in front of the car window, leaned over to the window: "If you think of anything, please remember to call us."

"Definitely." Xuan Jincheng didn't walk beside Xin Qingruo before, so he didn't notice that he was wearing perfume. Now that Xin Qingruo is so close to him, he smelled a faint scent of perfume. He couldn't tell what it was. The smell is vaguely flowery, pleasant but not pungent and slightly drunk. It is the same as Xin Qingruo's, and people can't help but check it out.

But this is not the reason why Xuan Jincheng was stunned. He smelled this scent and felt familiar. He seemed to have smelled this scent from Xin Qingtuo that day.

"What's wrong?" Xin Qingruo looked at Xuan Jincheng with a blank expression, and knocked on the car window.

"It's nothing, I just think the perfume on your body smells good." Xuan Jincheng came back to his senses and rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"Really, thank you, this is Luxury's latest No. 5 perfume. If you like it, I will give you a bottle."

"No need." Xuan Jincheng shook his head. Although he didn't pay much attention to the brand of perfume, he also knew that the perfume Xin Qingruo used was definitely not a mass product, and he didn't want to take advantage of it. Can't live."

"You are really interesting." Xin Qingtuo couldn't help laughing, stood up and said to him, "Then we won't send you off, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The car started, leaving Xin Qingruo and the others behind, Xuan Jincheng felt that there was still a faint smell of perfume in the air.

Xin Qingyu looked at the smiling person beside him, and affirmed: "You are very interested in him."

Xin Qingruo nodded frankly: "This kid is very interesting. Others look at me like a pervert. This kid feels like he is admiring a painting, so I can't help but want to tease him."

Xin Qingyu: "..." Child, you are only three years older than others.

Xin Qingruo pretended not to see his eyes at all, watching the car carrying Xuan Jincheng gradually disappear from sight, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.