coward

Li Qinghe was covering his waist, looking at him with a painful expression.

Li Xiluo suddenly felt his blood flow backwards.

All the blood in his body filled his head, his body froze, and all his senses were focused on the blood red between the slender fingers.

"Fuck|Your mother!!!"

Until Li Qinghe leaned on the wall and fell to the ground, suddenly Li Xiluo felt his brain roaring, his eyes were bloodshot, he stepped forward and kicked the man over, and he punched the man in the face.

Who would have thought that the man smelling of alcohol threw himself on Li Xiluo as if he was dying, and let Li Xiluo hit him on the back.The man's eyes were red, he suddenly raised his hand, holding half of the piece tightly in his hand, turned his head and smashed Li Xiluo's head!

The world collapsed in Li Xiluo's eyes.

After the blow, the man's face appeared before his eyes.

Those eyes are full of blood and viciousness, and the chapped mouth opens and closes...

Before Li Xiluo fell to the ground, he heard the man's ferocious laughter, and he said: You go to die.

The cold blade flashed in front of my eyes, and it was covered with blood.

The knife fell fiercely, stabbing towards his chest as if it wanted to pierce through hatred!

"Li Xiluo!—" At the very moment, Li Qinghe rushed forward to block the knife.

Scarlet blood flowed down from Li Qinghe's hand holding the blade, and merged into a small stream of blood that flowed to the ground.

The world is all red.

The blue veins on Li Qinghe's forehead were particularly hideous in the cold, white and dark alley.

Tears welled up from the corners of the lying boy's eyes.

His boy was hurt again.

When the darkness covered him, he heard Li Qinghe's roar.

……

Before Li Xiluo woke up, he thought his head was being squeezed by a door. Damn it, who the hell is wrong!

So, before his brains popped out, he woke up.

"Hold."

When he opened his eyes, he saw Li Qinghe holding his hand tightly.Li Qinghe's eyes were fixed, and when he moved, Li Qinghe seemed to come back to his senses immediately, and gently supported his head, "Don't move, don't move..." Li Qinghe's voice was shaken out of shape, as if A whimper from the throat.

"Hiss, are we in the hospital?" It took Li Xiluo a long time to realize, he frowned and rubbed his head.Li Qinghe's nose became even more sour when he saw this. Just as he was about to speak, the door rang, and Pei Yu came in anxiously.

"Li Xiluo! Why don't you let me and your dad worry about it, huh?!"

Li Xiluo was stunned, he didn't expect Pei Yu to come.

He turned to look at the boy, Li Qinghe lowered his head.

Fine.

"What the hell is going on here!" Pei Yu stood beside the bed, feeling awkward and at a loss when she wanted to go forward.

"It's okay." Li Xiluo said lightly.

"You always look like this!"

"You always do what Mom tells you! You...do you still recognize me as Mom!"

At this moment, Pei Yu was no longer as strong as before. She was holding a handbag and standing stiffly beside the hospital bed.

Tears ran across Pei Yu's cheeks, messing up her delicate makeup.

"...Mom?" Li Xiluo was obviously puzzled by Pei Yu's current state, even found it inconceivable.He had never seen Pei Yu like this before, which made him feel strange.

When Pei Yu heard the boy on the hospital bed calling her, he hesitated and stretched out his hand to his face, but finally took it back after trembling.

She tilted her head and wiped her tears gracefully and quickly.

"What's the matter, how did you get stabbed on the street?"

"I'm fine, so I just smashed my head. The one who was stabbed was not..."

"That person is designated to be sick! Scumbag! Who is that person? Do you have a problem with him?"

"No."

"Then why did he hurt you?"

"Auntie, that man... is my father."

The boy stood alone in the corner of the ward.

He lowered his head, his hands were wrapped with layers of gauze, because he clenched his fist tightly, the moment he let go, Li Xiluo saw blood slowly soaking from the gauze.His face was pale, his hair was wet with sweat, and it was sticking wetly to his forehead at the moment.He just stood there, cold and desolate, silent.

"What did you say?!"

Pei Yu stepped on her high-heeled shoes and turned around abruptly, forcing her to stand in front of the young man.

"mom!"

"Why did your father hurt my son! What does your father want to do! There must be an explanation today! What do you want to do? You speak!"

The boy didn't speak, and buried his head lower, tears streaming down his face, his thin shoulders drooped weakly, full of exhaustion and helplessness.

"Speak up! Why don't you speak!" Pei Yu was clearly emotional, she stepped forward, wanting to see what kind of father would stab someone on the street.

"Don't touch him!" Li Xiluo pulled out the infusion needle and jumped off the bed.

Before she could reach out, she was pulled aside by someone. She looked up in disbelief at the son he had raised for almost ten years.He took the boy's hand and protected him behind him. He stepped on the cold floor with nothing on his feet, and stared at her warily. His eyes were full of anger and anger.

Pei Yu suddenly felt pain in his heart, tearing her to pieces. Not only did he rush over after receiving the call, but he never remembered the love for so many years.

She took a step back as if she was exhausted, pointed at the boy behind him and said with all her strength, "Are you still protecting him?"

"Don't touch him." Li Xiluo stood in front of Li Qinghe, blocking him tightly.

Li Qinghe shook off Li Xiluo who was holding his hand, "Auntie, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry for what you said!" Li Xiluo pulled him aside.

"Mom, this matter has nothing to do with him, it's not what you think." Li Xiluo looked at the sweat dripping from Li Qinghe's forehead, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

"Oh, it's okay? That man has been escorted to the police station, I don't care what will happen to the murderer's son!"

Pei Yu slammed the door and left, just as straightforward as when he came.

Li Qinghe frowned, clutched his stomach and collapsed as if drained of strength.

"Qinghe!"

They didn't fall to the ground, but they were picked up by Li Xiluo, and they both fell to the ground after being unable to hold on.

The doctor was startled as soon as he entered the door, "Hey, what's going on? Didn't I tell you to wait? Why did you fall down?"

"His wound wasn't bandaged!?" Li Xiluo felt his brain crash for a moment.

"That's why you stood there for so long without covering your wound?!"

After helping Li Qinghe to bed, he saw that his arms around Li Qinghe's waist were blood-red, sticking to his hand, and he felt that even if the knife stabbed him, it wouldn't hurt so much.

He seemed to have been taken advantage of by another blow to the head, unable to react in a buzzing manner.

"Li Qinghe, you are really good." Li Xi shed tears straight down, he asked Li Qinghe to lean on him, and held Li Qinghe's shoulder tightly with his hands, and suddenly relaxed after only a moment, he said again: " Li Qing and you are really good."

Li Qinghe bit his lip, holding back the tears in his eyes, and finally hit the back of Li Xiluo's hand that was supporting him with a thud.

Li Qinghe lowered his head not daring to look at him.

"Are you still talking about him? What are you doing? Did you pull out the needle as soon as you said it?" The doctor was too busy trying to stop the bleeding on Li Qinghe, and didn't care about their expressions.After changing Li Xiluo's hand and giving needles, and bandaging Li Qinghe's wound, the doctor was already sweating.She is also a mother. Seeing the situation of the two of them, motherhood dictates that she preach: "Young people don't know how to take care of their bodies! Every single one of them doesn't take their bodies seriously!"

"A head is rotten and a hole is still jumping, and you, why didn't you tell me if you were injured just now! Is there no one in the hospital or my injury is not an injury!"

After the doctor lectured, the two of them and the little nurse next to them didn't dare to say anything.

After Li Xiluo sewed up the wound, he checked it again, making sure it wasn't serious before giving up.

Li Qinghe's wounds on his hands were scary, and although there was a lot of blood on his waist, they didn't hurt his vitals.

It was already midnight by the time I got busy.

The pillow under Li Xiluo's waist was padded high, because he couldn't touch the wound, he could only do this position.

Li Qinghe was lying on another bed on one side, staring at the ceiling.

When Wu Guang arrived, both of them remained silent.

He sighed, pulled a stool and sat down, with a tired look on his face.

"Qinghe, your father...Li Yongfu...is already at the police station, and his parents...are also at the police station." He noticed that the child frowned, and changed his words helplessly.

When he received the call from Qinghe, his heart almost jumped out.Li Qinghe's voice was outrageously cold, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

When he rushed to the alley, 120 and the police car had already arrived. Li Qinghe leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, his eyes fixed on Li Xiluo who had already been carried into the car.

Li Qinghe said to him from the beginning to the end: brother, go to the police station and put Li Yongfu in jail.

The child was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and the words he spoke were icy cold.

The two of them didn't talk very much, Wu Guang sat for a while and explained a few words before leaving.

Li Qinghe lay on the bed and looked at the darkness from the window. He turned his head slightly and looked at Li Xiluo on the other side.

Li Xiluo closed his eyes, firstly because the wound was in pain, and secondly because he knew what shit Li Qinghe was going to say and I'm sorry.

"Brother Luo," he called softly.

"sorry."

Li Xiluo sighed, "Qinghe, it's not your fault." He pressed his hands on the bed and leaned up, "Besides, you forgot what I just told you today?"

"sorry."

The boy over there was already crying, and his voice was muffled in the quilt, which made people feel distressed.

"Stop talking." Li Xiluo twisted her neck, "Go to sleep."

"Talk again and I'll beat you up."

As expected, the boy over there fell silent obediently.

Li Qinghe bit his lip, swallowing all the trembling and tears.

Last time, he was lying in the same ward with Li Xiluo.

This time, they were lying together in the same ward.

However, everything has changed.

The boundless guilt and anger made his soul tear apart uncontrollably.

Brother Luo is so good, why should it make him feel bad?

He hates why Li Yongfu has always made him linger like a dog all these years, why he has such a father, who makes him bruises all over his body and hurts the people he puts on top of his heart.

He hated himself even more for being powerless, why he couldn't get rid of Li Yongfu, and let the people around him be implicated that shouldn't be.

Li Xiluo had six stitches on his head, and every time the thin thread passed through with his blood, it seemed to choke his throat and suffocate him.

He was being tortured every minute and every second just now.

Why was Li Xiluo injured?

Why does he have such a father?

Why should he have such a life?

The pain rushed in his body, he let go of the suppression and felt the boundless pain in a numb manner.

……

The next day when Li Xiluo opened his eyes, it was past eight o'clock. He supported his sore neck and turned his head slightly to look at Li Qinghe on the other side.

Li Qinghe also woke up, turned to look at Li Xiluo, "Brother Luo."

"Wake up early?" Li Xiluo asked.

"No, I just woke up." He smiled after finishing speaking.

"I was woken up by fucking urinating." Li Xiluo said as she got out of bed with her head supported and went to the toilet.

"Oh, can you do it?" Li Qinghe said distressedly when he saw that he was in severe pain.

"Come on, brother Luo didn't hurt there, why not?"

Li Qinghe sighed, "You know what I mean."

"It's okay, it's just a little pain, I can bear it. But you, with a hole in your stomach, still want to control other people. Let me see."

Li Qinghe refused to show it, saying it was fine, but Li Xiluo insisted.In the end, Li Qinghe gently lifted the hospital gown to reveal the covered wound.

Li Xiluo looked through the gauze, afraid of Li Qinghe's pain, so he didn't dare to touch it, "Okay, this knife is still in hand, I will remember it."

He said coldly, mist welling up in his eyes.

Li Qinghe looked at the gauze on Li Xiluo's head and felt a dull pain in his heart.

The two of them lay in the hospital for more than a week. During this time, the Wu Guang Police Station hospital ran a lot. At the beginning, the two younger ones asked what was going on at the police station. Wu Guang picked it up and talked a little bit. I've said everything about the situation.

The two were suddenly attacked, but at the corner of the alley, there was no one on the street, and the surveillance cameras in the nearby store couldn't capture it.The police called the street supermarket to monitor, and it happened that no one else passed by, so it was clear.And it can be seen from the monitoring that a few minutes before Li Xiluo and Li Qinghe passed the corner of the alley, Li Yongfu went first, probably in an ambush, but he was dressed in sloppy clothes, so it was hard to see if he had any tools for the crime.

According to the report from the victim Li Qinghe at the scene, Li Yongfu was subdued by Li Qinghe, and his criminal responsibility can basically be investigated.

In the evening, Li Qinghe of Li Xiluo sat together to watch the live broadcast of the online class during the day.

In fact, neither of them was thinking about it, they stared at the screen in a daze.

Li Qinghe was stunned for a while, as if he had finally made up his mind, "Brother Luo"

"Ah."

"I want to talk to you."

"Let's talk." Li Xiluo did not raise his eyes, and was doing a function problem.

"Li Yongfu has followed us a long time ago, and I found out several times."

"I didn't tell you, I thought... I could solve it. I didn't expect..." Li Qinghe's voice was very low, like a whisper of a person.

"You didn't expect," Li Xiluo re-wrote the answer before he could figure it out, "he would do it so quickly."

Li Qinghe stopped talking, and sat there with his knees bent, his slightly long hair half covering his eyes, "Your family must have watched the surveillance as well."

"They will definitely ask you."

His voice was already hoarse, and the words rolled and rolled in his throat.

"If Li Qing and you dare to speak out, I'll beat you up." Li Xiluo was still staring at the phone screen, speaking coldly and forcefully.

Li Qinghe smiled wryly, but said it anyway, "Let's break up."

Li Xiluo ignored him and continued writing.

Li Qinghe's tears fell, and he said again with a trembling voice, "Li Xiluo, let's break up."

He stared at the lines of formulas written on the straw paper, "It doesn't matter."

Li Qinghe choked up, "Break up, you don't like me, you're not gay."

Li Xiluo slammed the book against the opposite wall, "I fucking said, it doesn't matter!"

He turned his head to look at Li Qinghe, his eyes were already blushing, "Li Qinghe, you are really capable, you can handle everything by yourself."

"Are you just thinking about how to get rid of that scum when you're with me? Huh? Talk!"

It was the first time Li Xiluo yelled at Li Qinghe, and the two of them felt pain in their hearts.

"I made a fucking boyfriend to protect myself, right? This boyfriend is really worth it!"

"I rushed forward desperately, and called the police by myself to call 120, oh, and he knew to use my mobile phone to call my parents, and I called my brother last, right?"

"You sent your own father to prison for a fool, you are really amazing!"

Li Qinghe grabbed the bed sheet tightly, his fingertips turned white.

"See what happened to the surveillance?"

"See me holding your hand and kissing you, what happened!"

Tears were hot and dripped down his cheeks, Li Xiluo wiped them off with his arms fiercely, "You fucking want me to clean it up myself, is it possible?"

He stared at Li Qinghe, "Don't even think about it."

Li Qinghe gritted his teeth and choked with sobs, Li Xiluo grabbed Li Qinghe's collar, "I'm gay, what's wrong?!"

Li Qinghe kept shaking his head, tears rolled into the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help trembling in pain.

"I just like you, you are not allowed to run away." Li Xiluo leaned against Li Qinghe's forehead, wrapped his right hand around Li Qinghe's head, and kissed Li Qinghe's lips fiercely.

He bumped into it viciously, tossed and tortured, looking for the soft half, bit it hard, felt the person in his arms tremble, kissed and licked lightly, and pecked the tortured bright red lips one by one.Kiss lightly for comfort, lips, corners of mouth, cheeks, earlobes, tip of nose, and finally gently kiss away the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes.

"Little Hezi, no one should try to separate us."

The boy in his arms searched for the warmth in front of him, hugged him tightly, and said hoarsely, "Never separate, never separate..."

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