take advantage of

I go?After I leave, you will continue to give yourself a few knives, and wait until I come to collect your body tomorrow? "

"I told you I didn't want to commit suicide! It hurts! Don't you!" Xiao Qing suddenly yelled loudly, raised his head and stared at Qi Hao with red eyes, and said, "I didn't want to die! Why should I go for him? Die! I didn't! I just hurt so much... so much pain, I don't know what to do, I just wanted to... just try to see if it still hurts... Really, I didn't want to do anything else... "

The long-suppressed grievance seemed to have finally found an outlet. Xiao Qing was a little incoherent after speaking, his eyes were blurred, he raised his hand to cover it, tears mixed with blood stained his arm.

Qi Hao's evil spirit disappeared in an instant, and he quickly pushed away his cut wrist, carefully held it aside, and then leaned over to hug him in his arms.Xiao Qing resisted and struggled a few times, but did not break away, and finally gave up resistance, and wiped all the blood and tears on Qi Hao's already miserable "white" T-shirt.

Seeing this man crying, Qi Hao let go of his heart, rubbed his back, and coaxed: "It hurts to cut yourself with a knife?"

Xiao Qing sniffed and said sullenly, "It still hurts."

Qi Hao laughed angrily, patted him hard on the back, and said, "It's worth trying! Why didn't I see that you were so stupid before? You are hiding it very deeply..."

Xiao Qing sniffed and ignored him.

Qi Hao sighed and said, "I know you're feeling uncomfortable, and you'll be fine after a while. You need to cultivate yourself now. It's not convenient for you to live here by yourself, and I don't worry about it. Why don't you move to my house?" Go live there for a few days. My house is quite big, and I can live in the guest room and study room, just like when I was in school, and you can still be my roommate, okay?"

Xiao Qing sniffed and nodded.

(18)

The streets of the metropolis at midnight are still not unimpeded.

Before Qi Hao drove onto the main road, he was stopped by the traffic police who were checking for drunk driving at the intersection. After finally driving on the ring road, he encountered a traffic jam. He slowly squeezed past the traffic, only to realize that two cars collided with each other. middle of the road.

Xiao Qing was overdrawn both physically and mentally, and fell asleep on the side of the car not long after driving.Before leaving, Qi Hao packed up some change of clothes for him, and found a thick down jacket and forced him to wear it, so he wouldn't be afraid of catching a cold when he fell asleep now.

When he arrived at the place, Qi Hao called Xiao Qing a few times and patted him lightly, trying to wake him up, but he parked the car in the basement all the way, and the man didn't wake up.Xiao Qing huddled himself into a ball, frowned and leaned against the windowpane, letting Qi Hao push and scream, but only grunted a few times.Qi Hao touched his forehead carefully, feeling a little hot.

After buttoning the hat of the down jacket for him, Qi Hao picked up Xiao Qing and walked back.He didn't know if it was because the clothes were too bulky, or Xiao Qing had lost weight during this time, but he always felt that this person was light and pitiful in his arms.

This is probably called packing and taking home, Qi Hao thought.

When he got home, Qi Hao put him on the big bed in his bedroom without any hesitation, and then rummaged through the box for a while, searching for a brand new duvet to wrap him in.He himself has a high body temperature and strong firepower, so he won't even touch such a hot quilt.This one must have been put here for him when his mother was tidying up the house before, and it finally came in handy now.

"The thermometer... where is the thermometer..." Qi Hao fell into deep thought, and after a while of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he finally found a small medicine box in a forgotten corner.

After measuring the temperature, Xiao Qing really had a low fever.Qi Hao stared at the time on his phone, secretly made some psychological preparations before being scolded, and then dialed Doctor Zhong's midnight hotline without hesitation.Sure enough, when he called, he was scolded all over his face, Qi Hao could imagine Doctor Zhong blowing his beard and staring through his mobile phone.

Dr. Zhong gave some instructions mercifully in addition to his personal attacks. According to preliminary analysis, Xiao Qing's low-grade fever is likely to be caused by stress.His wound was not serious, and he had just had anti-inflammatory injections in the hospital at night. Dr. Zhong said that it was unlikely to be due to inflammation, but just in case, it was better to give him anti-inflammatory drugs again, and then observe and observe.

Xiao Qing opened his heavy eyelids, and Qi Hao's sleeping face was close in front of him.Xiao Qing turned around for a while, and a towel fell off his forehead. Then he remembered that he was groggy after yesterday, and he seemed to have a fever.He picked up the towel and touched it, but it was still half wet, and it was changed about an hour or two ago.Qi Hao fell asleep on his stomach, unconscious, with his clothes and trousers still on, without a quilt, and the overcoat he found for him from his house last night was over his body, as if he had guarded him all night.

He quietly put the towel on the bedside table, and stretched out his arm only to find that the left wrist was also covered with medicine and wrapped in a thin layer of gauze.Probably because the fever subsided, Xiao Qing felt a lot more relaxed. He turned over, shrank back into the big warm quilt, stared at the colorful striped curtains of Qi Hao's house for a while, and couldn't remember it anymore. That moment last night seemed driven into a desperate state of mind.

There was already some light shining through the gaps in the curtains, last night had already whizzed away, and it was dawn again.

When the sky was bright and he finally woke up again, Qi Hao was no longer there.There was a pile of medicine for him on the bedside table, and there was a plate of breakfast, a few slices of toast with jam spread on it, and a hard-boiled egg.In addition, the owner kindly left him a note, which read:

Have a meal!Take medicine!

——There is porridge in the pot!

The porridge in the pot was still very hot, so Xiao Qing dug out another bag of mustard greens in the kitchen, soaked the cold eggs into the hot porridge, and ate two bowls heartily.Although the lower abdomen is still uncomfortable, the whole person feels alive.In order to express my gratitude to Chef Qi, I took a photo of the empty plate with my mobile phone and sent it to him.

Qi Hao was attending a discussion meeting in the technical department. After listening to them talk about the results of the stage test for a while, he felt a little drowsy, so Xiao Qing's photo was sent over.That plate was eaten very clean. From the point of view of traceology, even the dropped jam was eaten with bread.

"Good

boy~~" Chef Qi replied to him very gratified.

Immediately afterwards, he received an internal communication from his assistant, asking him for the supplier documents finalized a few days ago.Qi Hao's mind was blank for a second, and he finally remembered that he was going to participate in the bidding at three o'clock in the afternoon, and he even took time to modify a few places in the document in the middle of the night last night.When he was leaving the house this morning, while Xiao Qing was still awake, he cleaned up the house in a simple, rough but very quick manner, so...

Xiao cleaned the bowl, then lazily lay back on the bed, and was about to sleep in the dark again, when Qi Hao called and said he was looking for some documents.

Qi Hao said: "I put it in a small box, it should be under the big wardrobe. You can find it for me, and you can give it to my assistant along with the box, and I'll ask him to pick it up now."

Xiao Qing's rustling voice came from over there, asking, "Is it the cabinet on the left?"

When Qi Hao heard this, he hurriedly shouted: "It's not the left side! Don't drive the left side! It's the right side..."

Before the words finished, there was a muffled noise from Xiao Qing's side, and Qi Hao couldn't help covering his eyes in pain.

When he got home, he looked into the bedroom with his head, and it seemed that he was still the same as when he left.Xiao Qing was leaning on the bed with the quilt in his arms and reading a book, his expression was normal, when he saw him coming back, he said, "I'm back so early, the meeting is over?"

"It's either a meeting or a bid. I came back right after it was over. It went smoothly." Qi Hao said, looked around for a while, and walked to the bed, only then did he see that what Xiao Qing took was actually a comic book. .

Xiao Qing picked up the comic book, waved it in front of him, and asked, "What's going on?"

Qi Hao rubbed his nose and said, "What's going on, I read it when I was a child."

"This is the book that was confiscated by my teacher." Xiao Qing turned to the torn part of the middle page, pointed it out to him, and said, "I saved up money to buy this set and lent it to Fat Brother. In the end, the teacher confiscated it. He wanted to compensate me later, but he couldn’t buy it.”

"I asked for it back later." Qi Hao sat down on the bed, lay down next to Xiao Qing, folded his hands and rested his head on his head, with a bit of complacency in his tone, "I asked my mother to ask the teacher for it after you graduate, I wanted to return it to you, but I couldn't get in touch. Where did you find it?"

Xiao Qing pointed to the big wardrobe and said, "It's just under the clothes you piled up, in a bag."

Qi Hao laughed dryly a few times and said, "Well, I'm just too busy these days, so I didn't clean up."

Xiao Qing said: "It's okay, I helped you tidy up, I have put some dirty clothes in the washing machine, you can wash them later."

Xiao Qing's voice whispered gently in his ears, Qi Hao couldn't help but want to be distracted, his eyes were fixed on the man's pale fingertips on the comic book, and the white gauze was faintly showing through his sleeves.He grabbed it in his hand and covered it in a strange way, and it was really cold to the touch.

The two were silent for a while, Xiao Qing slowly withdrew his hand, thought for a while, and said: "Qi Hao, I can't live in your bedroom all the time when I move here. You took care of me last night and didn't sleep well, did you?" , I'm fine now, I'll move to the guest room tonight."

Qi Hao nodded and said "OK".

(19)

With a piece of sauced ribs in his mouth, Qi Hao leaned aside and concentrated on observing how to make a good pot of soup.When the busy woman next to him quickly processed a bunch of ingredients and threw them into the pot like a spinning top, he had completely forgotten the previous steps and had no choice but to give up.