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Li Boqiao looked at him disappointedly, his expression extremely helpless.He sighed and turned around, starting the car.

Cheng Lang also wanted to kiss him, but he held back. To Li Boqiao, this kiss might be sweet, implying some kind of phased victory and temporary stability.But it was completely different for him, it must be a pleasure mixed with unwillingness and grievance, and the sourness and bitterness would overwhelm the sweetness.

Can't kiss, it's not worth the candle, it doesn't make sense.

Cheng Lang thought clearly, so he pretended not to be moved.

Li Boqiao drove the car intently, with a clear look of disappointment in his eyes, and the two arrived home without a word.

Cheng Lang got out of the car and walked without hesitation, without any intention of inviting Li Boqiao to go upstairs.

Li Boqiao also guessed it. He watched Cheng Lang leave, and instead of leaving immediately, he parked the car on the side of the road and smoked a cigarette.

It seems that Zhang Yimiao must be let go, but how do you say that?

Li Boqiao kept thinking about this question on the way home.

According to his understanding of Cheng Lang, this person seldom gets angry, and even if he gets angry, it's not difficult to coax him, as long as he bridges the gap between the two of them.But the premise is that he must make a concession, and it is basically impossible to deceive him.

Cheng Lang couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, and Li Boqiao knew this better than anyone else.So what to say?

It was getting late, and Li Boqiao didn't go back to his mother's house that day.When he opened the door of his room, he saw Zhang Yimiao busy in the kitchen.When Zhang Yimiao heard the sound of the door, she turned her head and saw Li Poqiao, as if nothing had happened, and said briskly: "The time is right, let's eat together."

Li Boqiao glanced at the three dishes on the table, and suddenly became depressed.

Li Boqiao didn't do anything else that night, after calling Jian Suqiu, he began to concentrate on studying the broken couple doll.Thank God, Zhang Yimiao didn't throw away the things.But this thing is no different from others. Li Boqiao studied for a long time and tried several kinds of glue, but he couldn't glue the pieces back to their original place.

When the last attempt failed, he suddenly had a bad idea, broken, broken?Broken!

Half of the back of Cheng Lang's head was knocked off, and it was too horrible to see that a romantic accident turned into an accident scene.Li Boqiao put the doll on the bedside table in the bedroom, very unwilling.

Zhang Yimiao told him during the meal that he had accidentally touched the doll to the ground, but Cheng Lang saw it and made indiscriminate accusations.Li Boqiao didn't say anything, knowing that there was a misunderstanding between the two of them, and that neither of them could answer correctly.

Friends for so many years, can he blame Zhang Yimiao?However, he understood Cheng Lang's tears better than anyone else.

Li Boqiao closed the door and searched the Internet for the restoration methods of soft pottery. After reading a few, he found it unreliable. Some of them tried it himself, but it didn't work.

He logged on to Huiwang and clicked on WeChat.There was no movement on Cheng Lang's end, and he didn't know if he was asleep.Li Boqiao put down his cell phone, turned off the lamp, and lay down on the bed in a daze.

He has lived in this house for several years without knowing it, but he has never felt so lonely like this moment.After breaking up with Xiao Wu, I was very lonely, but at that time I knew that there was no possibility of getting back together with Xiao Wu, the pain was pain, and I didn't expect much.But now, being left to dry by Cheng Lang, there is really a feeling of being suspended in mid-air, longing to land.

It's been a few days since I was with Cheng Lang, and I can't control myself today.Li Boqiao turned on his phone again, found Cheng Lang's photos, flipped through them one by one, and paused when he saw a recent photo.

He took the photo secretly. Cheng Lang was leaning on the bedside in his pajamas and reading a book, very focused.He was discovered by Cheng Lang only after taking the photo. He still remembered that Cheng Lang blushed at that time, showing a shy and sweet expression.

Cheng Lang actually likes to laugh, and he smiles very nicely.

Li Boqiao looked at the photo and slowly put his hand under the quilt.

This sense of touch is completely incomparable to Cheng Lang's hand, but at least for now, he can talk about lovesickness.Li Boqiao recalled silently in the dark, Cheng Lang's fiery body temperature, Cheng Lang's tight and smooth skin, Cheng Lang's breathing and moaning when he was emotional, and Cheng Lang's uncontrollable convulsions when he climaxed...

Cheng Lang would blush every time he was on the bed, and his lips were soft and lingering, eager to be touched; Cheng Lang liked to hug him tightly; Cheng Lang didn't forget to wipe his sweat when he was doing it, and asked him if he was tired; Cheng Lang basically doesn't ask for anything, and is satisfied with all the results; Cheng Lang likes to be close to him; Cheng Lang loves him so much...

Li Boqiao felt something rippling in his chest, he was very hard this night, as long as he was connected with Cheng Lang, his brother would always look like this majestic.

It is really too lonely, just like its owner.

What is Cheng Lang doing now?Ever miss him, miss it, want to be with him?Is what he is nostalgic for also Cheng Lang's nostalgia and reluctance?

Li Boqiao's thoughts were flying, thinking of many happy times with Cheng Lang.

He really wanted to press Cheng Lang tightly under his body, push the tip of his tongue into the depths of his sweet lips, and play with it; he wanted to touch his whole body, and engrave every pattern in his mind; he wanted to explore his body The deepest and seductive secret place, where to find the meaning of love; I want to stay in Cheng Lang's heart and never leave.

The more Li Boqiao thought about it, his palms were sweating, his breathing gradually became short of breath, and his cheeks were extremely hot due to the force and the rush of blood.

A person's one-man show is extraordinarily excited and exciting because of fantasizing about someone, and it cannot be restrained.The wet and extremely viscous slurry finally erupted at high speed under the continuous impact of charming memories.Li Boqiao called out Cheng Lang's name in a low voice at the end of his panting.

"Cheng Lang, I love you..."

Li Boqiao knew what Cheng Lang wanted, and also knew that Cheng Lang would never compromise this time.He didn't want to give up, but he just hoped that things could be as smooth as possible so that both parties would not be unhappy.

Just when Li Boqiao was looking for an opportunity to solve the most difficult emotional problem in his life, another unexpected piece of bad news came one after another.

A glance at the time

No one thought that Li Yunshan had a stroke just two weeks after undergoing heart bypass surgery.Fortunately, Li Yefeng was at home that day, so he called an ambulance directly.

When Li Boqiao arrived at the hospital, Li Yunshan was still in a coma and was being rescued.

When Jian Suqiu saw her eldest son, she immediately shed tears.

"Didn't you just have a stent operation? What's wrong?" Jian Suqiu broke down heartily and burst into tears.Although the wife was found later, this relationship is no less than that of a married couple.

Li Yunshan suddenly fell down at home and was sent to the hospital unconscious.Li Boqiao consulted an expert and learned that Li Yunshan's condition was ischemic stroke. "He has a blood clot in his brain, which is simply a cerebral infarction."

The guidance given by the doctor is to be hospitalized to observe whether there are any complications, whether you can eat normally, and to check the changes in weight, blood sugar, and blood lipids.

"The patient is still in a critical stage, and the possibility of hemiplegia cannot be ruled out; of course, the possibility of recovery is not ruled out."

Li Boqiao's heart felt cold, and hemiplegia was caused by cerebral infarction. It was not uncommon to hear such things, but he never expected that it would happen to his family, after all, Li Yunshan was not very old.

Li Boqiao frowned and walked towards the ward, each step was heavy.

Fortunately, Li Yefeng had some common medical knowledge. When he saw his stepfather fall, he didn't move immediately, so he called an ambulance immediately.

Time is life, Li Yunshan took out the thrombus through interventional surgery and saved his life, but his right limb was paralyzed.Not only that, but his language ability was also affected. His tongue seemed to be stuck in his mouth, unable to function, and his articulation was extremely unclear.

It is a cruel reality that no one can accept that a person who is doing well suddenly suffers a huge physical change within a month and loses the ability to take care of himself.

Naturally, it no longer makes any sense to hold caretakers accountable.The most important thing right now is to arrange follow-up treatment, escort, and find a way to restore the patient's physical functions.

Li Boqiao went to Li Yunshan's work unit to help him get sick, so he must not be able to go to work.Fortunately, most of the expenses for surgery and hospitalization can be reimbursed.Li Yunshan had to face daily medication and Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion. The patient's long road to recovery was before Li's family. Even if the difficulties in the future had not yet happened, they were already weighing heavily on everyone's minds.Jian Suqiu's smile disappeared, Li Yefeng sighed, and Li Boqiao smoked one after another.

When one person gets sick, the whole family fights.This is the current situation of the Li family.And no one knows how long this war will last. They can only maintain a high level of combat readiness and try their best to win this battle.

While in the hospital, Li Boqiao only contacted Chenglang once. During Li Yunshan's hospitalization, he was depressed and worried. The thought of his mother weeping and sad made his heart ache, and when he looked up at his emaciated stepfather on the hospital bed, he felt even more confused by fate. people.Li Yunshan has worked hard all his life, never scolded or scolded them, he is getting old and is about to spend his twilight years in peace, but he met this bad luck...

That night, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, Li Yunshan suddenly moaned, and couldn't understand what he meant. Li Boqiao, who was standing in front of the hospital bed, hurriedly rang the bell, and later learned that it was a sequela of a stroke. After the doctor gave Li Yunshan medicine , patted Li Boqiao on the shoulder, and stared at him with a stern look, "Be prepared for a protracted war, and the patient will never be able to do without people."

Li Boqiao quietly walked out of the ward after Li Yunshan fell asleep.The corridor was quiet, filled with the smell of hospital-specific disinfectant.Li Boqiao stood in front of the window, looking at the night as dark as ink, feeling a kind of emptiness that never fades away.He couldn't see Cheng Lang, but he missed him very much, wanted to hold him in his arms,