After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

In the middle of the night, the sound of cicadas outside the window was loud and loud, but it didn't break the silence in the ward.

The pure white ward, the pure white sheets, the young man on the bed was extremely pale, and the crimson color on his lips was the only beauty in his whole body and even in the ward.

The place where the needle was inserted on the back of the hand was slightly bruised, because the little nurse was always frightened by the viciousness just now, and the blood vessel was inserted in the wrong direction.

Shi Jin sat silently on the edge of the bed watching Song Xingli who was asleep, holding the hand that was not needled, rubbing the back of his hand with his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

——In the morning, Mr. Song fainted due to acute gastroenteritis and was sent to the hospital.

—Who sent him here?

— a man, probably a friend.

And all these news were blocked by Luo Qing, if Luo Qing hadn't come to the office early in the morning and went crazy, he would not have forgotten it, obviously his plan was very smooth.

The waves in the bottom of the eyes were completely swallowed.

knock knock --

There was a knock on the door of the ward, he looked over and found that it was Luo Qing, his eyes were cold.

Luo Qing pushed the door open and walked in, and Song Xingli was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and eyes closed.

The hand pushing the door tightened slightly, and it was only for a moment.

Then he looked at Shi Jin.

The two looked at each other silently.

"Who told you to take my phone, who told you to hang up Xing Xing's phone?" Shi Jin's voice was low, and the eyes that fell on Luo Qing were like frost in an ice cellar.

Luo Qing leaned against the door and folded her arms, sighed and complained: "Who makes you always see me."

Shi Jin listened to Luo Qing saying this kind of crazy talk again and ignored it: "Xing Xing fainted because of gastroenteritis attack in the morning, he might have called me before, but I didn't receive this call, if someone didn't send him to the hospital, what would happen? Unbelievable."

Luo Qing's hand closing the door paused, then turned around and walked towards Shi Jin: "Really, who told you not to put your phone on you, you know that I can't live without you."

The tone was somewhat melancholy, as if complaining about Shi Jin's indifference.

Walking to the bed, he looked at Song Xingli who was asleep.

His face was really pale. If he died like this, it would be like a work of art, so beautiful.

"If you can't control yourself like this again, I won't give you a chance to see the stars." Shi Jin tucked the corner of the quilt for Song Xingli, stood up and walked towards the door: "Come out."

"What if I miss you?" Luo Qing followed Shi Jin out, laughing wildly, looking like a broken jar, and closed the door of the ward.

But the movement was very light, almost no sound.

The person on the bed opened his eyes the moment the door was closed, his eye sockets were extremely red, and the moisture in the bottom of his eyes swallowed a dull hysteria, his hands on the quilt were clenched tightly, and the ring on his ring finger was so painful that his hand was sore.

The choking in his throat seemed to hold his breath, and it was difficult to breathe with his mouth open and his head raised. He tried desperately to adjust his breathing, but he couldn't swallow that breath no matter what.

Turning over and sitting up with difficulty, I lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but I forgot that I was still infusion and pulled out the needle on the back of my hand with force.

The needle hole on the back of the hand slightly overflowed with blood, and the bruise was swollen a lot.

He ignored it, because he would not be prevented from opening the door, as long as the door was opened, he would know.

Know where Shi Jin's perfume smell comes from, and know the names of customers on Shi Jin's wedding anniversary.

In the corridor of the inpatient department late at night, doctors and nurses would be seen walking around from time to time, other than that, there were only Shi Jin and Luo Qing who had just left.

He opened the door, poked his head out slightly, and saw Shi Jin and Luo Qing not far from the corridor.

I saw Luo Qing leaning forward and approaching Shi Jin, the distance between the two was very close, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

The hand holding the door tightened, and his brows furrowed slightly.

In his memory, although the three of them grew up together, Luo Qing and Shi Jin have always kept a distance. Sometimes he would find ways to tease the two of them in order to make them play better. two people.

But when did they become able to...

So close?

"We won't meet again in the future."

The hospital in the middle of the night was very quiet, so quiet that the two of them could vaguely hear the content of the conversation when they stood not far away.

"Why? Just mad at me for hanging on to you on your anniversary? Angry at me for making you miss your star debut at the office this morning?"

The voice was neither loud nor low, enough to reach Song Xingli's ears clearly.

The hand holding the door frame was gradually exerting force, and the needle hole on the back of the hand felt sore and swollen. Such words undoubtedly stabbed him hard in the heart, it was a thorough stab.

One is his husband and the other is his good brother.

Luo Qing returned to China on the wedding anniversary, why did his good brother pester his husband on this day?Why is Shi Jin the first person to meet, not him.

So Shi Jin said that the client was Luo Qing, and the scent of the perfume was also Luo Qing's, and the wedding ring was also taken off by Luo Qing?

Even his debut today...

These two are together.

...so, why?

After a while he saw Luo Qing approaching Shi Jin, getting closer and closer.

"Shi Jin, I will always pester you, I want you to keep looking at me, because I love you, and you love me too, don't you?"

The pupils shrank suddenly, the tense reason in the head was like a broken string with a 'bang', and the buzzing voice in the eardrum seemed to be mocking him, mocking his stupidity, mocking his recklessness, Laugh at him like moths to a flame.

On the day of the wedding, Shi Jin promised to dedicate his life to him.

On the wedding day, Luo Qing said that she would not bless him and Shi Jin.

Turning back time, he thought of asking Luo Qing to ask his deskmate Shi Jin what kind of girls he liked when he was in junior high school. Luo Qing replied:

——Shi Jin likes gentle people like me, you can learn from me.

His eyes were fixed on the two people not far away, their faces were as white as paper, and the knuckles of the hand holding the door frame turned white from the force, and they used their strength to make themselves stand firm. It turned out that the last straw was not the last one, but now It is really broken.

The next second he laughed, and couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

"...The person I love the most, the brother I love the most."

Trampling his sincerity, tearing his affection.

The flushed pupils were filled with strong emotions, and the moisture from the bottom of the pupils was slowly swallowed by him.

The body swayed and almost fell to the floor.

This movement made Shi Jin's back stiff, and Luo Qing who was beside him faintly withdrew his gaze from seeing Song Xingli's figure just now, and stood aside as if nothing had happened.

When Shi Jin saw Song Xingli's precarious figure from the corner of his eye, his eyes sank suddenly, and he walked up to him quickly.

"Why are you up? You're still on the infusion." As he said that, Song Xingli saw that the needle hole on the back of his hand was terribly swollen, his brows were tightly frowned, and he bent over to lift him up and carry him into the ward.

Song Xingli leaned against Shi Jin's chest with red eyes and grievances, wrapped his arms around Shi Jin's neck, and sobbed:

"...Ajin, I didn't see you when I woke up, I thought you were gone, my stomach hurts so much."

Dou Da's tears rolled out of his eyes, making this beautiful pale face even more fragile.

When Shi Jin saw Song Xingli's appearance, he couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, and his tone slowed down: "Why would I leave, I've been here all this time."

"...you're gone." Song Xingli raised his head, his eyes were wet and choked, and said, "I called you when I was in the most pain and you didn't answer, do you know what I was thinking?"

Shi Jin was about to put Song Xingli on the bed, but when he heard Song Xingli's words, he hesitated for a moment when he put it down. He looked at Song Xingli with red eyes and aggrieved eyes. Such accusations were undoubtedly saying that he had made mistakes up.

Raising his hand to stroke Song Xingli's head, he said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't receive a call because of the meeting, and I will always answer your phone number in future meetings."

Song Xingli thought to himself, what he said seemed like he was the kind of person who would intentionally call and mess with her husband when he was in a meeting.

Plus one count.

He stretched out his hand towards Shi Jin for a hug, his coquettish attitude was fully displayed on his face, and he looked pitiful because of the blushing at the end of his eyes: "...Ah Jin, I want you to hug me to sleep, my stomach hurts so much that I can't sleep. "

Just in time to see Luo Qing turn around, as if seeing everything out of sight.

Are you jealous of him?

Why didn't you talk to him?

When Shi Jin looked at Song Xingli who was about to act like a baby when he was sick, he could only hold him in his arms, hugging him face to face like a child, and gently patted his back: "Okay, I'll hold you, you go to sleep. "

"A Jin, you didn't come to see my debut today, you have to make it up to me." Song Xingli rested on Shi Jin's shoulder, he looked at Luo Qing's back, why didn't he dare to look at him?

"Okay, what do you want."

"I want a yacht."

"Okay, I'll let someone order it."

"And..." Song Xingli hesitated to speak.

Shi Jin saw Song Xingli wanting to say something but not daring to say it: "What else do you want?"

"I--"

"Don't talk about changing me." Shi Jin raised his hand to touch Song Xingli's lips, with a warning in his eyes: "We'll talk after we think about it."

Luo Qing glanced sideways at Shi Jin's movement slightly, her lips were tightly pursed and her eyes were filled with emotion.

"I want to spray perfume." Song Xingli said softly next to Shi Jin's ear, "If you can make your customers spray 'Barbarian Invasion' near you, then I want it too."

The words 'barbarian invasion' caused ripples in Luo Qing's heart.

When Shi Jin held Song Xingli's hand, he paused for a moment: "What?"

What is a barbarian invasion?

"Ah Jin, you can't be partial." Song Xingli started to feel wronged again, and tears came as soon as he said it. He nestled in Shi Jin's shoulder and neck, and his eyes fell on Luo Qing: "Your customers can wear perfume, but I can't, yes It’s not that the customer is more important than me, then I’m not happy.”

"Song Xingli!"

Unbearable Luo Qing finally yelled at Song Xingli, clenched his fists tightly as if he couldn't control his emotions, his breathing was messed up by the momentary surge of anger and became short of breath.

In the end, he raised his hand to hold the wrist where he was wearing the watch, looking for comfort.

Song Xingli was frightened and immediately shrank into Shi Jin's arms, his pupils trembled slightly like a cute and pitiful deer:

"What, what's wrong?"

When Shi Jin heard Luo Qing yelling at Song Xingli, his face suddenly sank: "Luo Qing, what are you doing, who are you yelling at?"

Luo Qing laughed out loud as if seeing something funny, he looked at Song Xingli nestled in Shi Jin's arms like a delicate canary, the more he looked at him, the more he felt disliked, it shouldn't be like this.

"Xing Xing, as I said, Shi Jin is not suitable for you, you see what you become for him."

As he said, he wanted to go forward and catch Song Xingli.

"Luo Qing, don't go crazy here." Shi Jin blocked Luo Qing's hand, half-closed his eyes full of warning, lowered his eyes to look at Song Xingli who was trembling in his arms: "You scared the stars."

Song Xingli burst into tears, and the bitterness in his eyes was wrapped in moisture. He looked at Luo Qing: "Luo Qing, you are my best brother, I like Shijin, I love Shijin very much, you just Bless me and Shi Jin, okay? I need your blessing."

This humble "OK" completely shattered the wall that Luo Qing had built in his heart.

"No, I won't bless you and Shi Jin, never will."

"why……"

Luo Qing looked at Song Xingli's pale and fragile appearance, as if he could shatter it in his hands, he should do it, now is the right time, isn't it?Otherwise, he would definitely be bitten back, the Song Xingli he knew was not the Song Xingli Shi Jin knew.

Not to mention the little squeamishness who cried as soon as she said it in front of her.

The moment the two of them met their eyes, something seemed to be quietly ignited, and it was about to explode.

Song Xingli was about to continue fighting with his eyes, but when his head was turned back by Shi Jin, he immediately switched to cute and tearful eyes.

Seeing the situation, Luo Qing sneered, turned and left the ward, her back was indifferent and decisive.

Song Xingli looked at Luo Qing's leaving back from the corner of his eye, and the hand hanging by his side clutching the quilt became more and more forceful, as if to relieve extremely complicated emotions.

This is his most unexpected result.

He never expected that the Bai Yueguang that his classmates mentioned was Luo Qing, it was really ironic, it was undoubtedly a provocation by trampling his flesh and blood under his feet.

well.

Shi Jin put down the hand that blocked Song Xingli's sight, stroked the back of Song Xingli's neck and hugged him into his arms, feeling his sad and depressed mood, coaxed him softly:

"As long as we are happy, we don't need to care what other people say."

From an angle Song Xingli couldn't see, his eyes were terribly gloomy, and he secretly made a decision as he watched Luo Qing leave.

Song Xingli curled up his lips in Shi Jin's arms, his slender eyelashes were obviously still wet with tears, but his lovely and pitiful appearance was swallowed up by the strategist in an instant, and replaced by another person.

"Ah Jin, I saw you and Luo Qing getting so close just now, what are you talking about?"

Shi Jin said disapprovingly: "It's just to make him not always be so inexplicable, it's nothing."

"Why does Luo Qing dislike you so much?"

"do not know."

Song Xingli looked at the swollen place on the back of his hand, and gently put his ear on Shi Jin's left heart, and he narrowed the distance between the two to be close:

"A few days ago at the class reunion, I heard an interesting thing at the reunion. They said that you have a white moonlight and you look very similar to me."

"Coincidentally, Bai Yueguang came back a few days ago."

Sure enough, he heard Shi Jin's heartbeat speeding up instantly, and every beat was like an ice pick, piercing into his heart fiercely.

"Ah Jin, who do you think I look like?"