private romance

Around [-]:[-] pm, the rain finally stopped gradually.The cloudy sky hung over the city like an impenetrable net.But when the night comes, they are closely connected with the sky, inseparable from each other.

Mu Chenyuan finally got up from the bed, his body was still in severe pain.Within a few hours, the joints of the limbs were already swollen visible to the naked eye, and a pair of paralyzed feet, wearing socks, looked like two fleshy balls that were about to burst, falling weakly on the thin calves.With both hands, he propped himself up on the wheelchair to adjust his posture. He grabbed his legs and threw them on the pedals awkwardly, so that he could rub against them and not drag them on the ground.

He didn't fall asleep all afternoon, but at this moment, Mu Chenyuan wanted to go out with Song Mingzheng more quickly.Since the gift is mentioned, that person will definitely have expectations.

His expectations were even greater.Whether it's from the perspective of sexual orientation, from the perspective of an orphan, or from the perspective of a disabled person.

I have worked hard in the past, so I look forward to the progress in the future.

Song Mingzheng had already packed up and sat on the sofa to call a taxi. There were not many taxis that could pick up Mu Chenyuan, and he didn't want to see Mu Chenyuan arguing with the driver in order to fight for the rights of the disabled.So they directly called for the barrier-free service, but it took longer, and they had enough time to pack up before leaving.

Mu Chenyuan came out with a rim, obviously weaker than usual.He has been taking care of He Tingzhao at home for a long time, and he knows more about this kind of spinal injury than a professional nurse.Because of the lack of nursing care, Mu Chenyuan's limbs swelled like blistered dough on rainy days, and it hurt even to look at.But the overall look is still very energetic, not much worse than usual.

Immediately he felt unfair.But he didn't know who should bear the irritability rising in his heart.

Back then, the doctor directly judged that even if He Tingzhao survived, he would never be able to stand up for the rest of his life. The bullet got stuck in his spine, and it didn't penetrate through to save his life.But after breaking through the deepest barrier, he is doomed to be a quadriplegic forever, with zero self-care ability. Any rehabilitation will have little effect on him, and he will suffer from neuralgia all his life.

He obviously created such a good medical condition and spent countless money and energy, but it had no effect on his lover.Until now, more than ten years have passed, for He Tingzhao, rehabilitation is still just a slight lifting of his right hand, and even the orthostatic hypotension when he got up and transferred has not been relieved.

If it rains, He Tingzhao can only curl up in his arms most of the time, reassuring himself over and over again that he is not uncomfortable, and tries his best to change the topic.But he always gasps unintentionally, and his legs and feet twitch non-stop, like a pendulum hovering in a nightmare.

Mu Chenyuan has nothing, but he does not have such a fate.

In the few seconds before Huangshen's mind, the phone vibrated. Song Mingzheng looked down and saw that the car had already reached the side of the road.

Chong Mu Chenyuan raised his chin, motioning him to follow.Song Mingzheng went out first and leaned against the door waiting for him to put on his shoes.

Bad weather also hurts, but Mu Chenyuan is full of joy.He scooped up his legs and prepared to put on his shoes.He has never bought any custom-made shoes. On the contrary, they are very cheap. A pair of 30 yuan sneakers can be worn for several years. Anyway, he does not walk, and the shoes will not break.

But for Mu Chenyuan, it became slightly troublesome at this moment.The soles of the feet, which were swollen due to the rain, were difficult to fit into the shoes. The shoes were made of canvas and could not be stretched. I had no sensation below the chest, and had no way to stabilize my center of gravity. Several times, I leaned forward and lay on my thighs, and then propped up my upper body by myself. It was very embarrassing and a waste of time.

Song Mingzheng's patience lasted only a few minutes, and the messages on his phone kept alerting him, which annoyed him.The driver kept urging, saying that parking was not allowed on the side of the road.Over there, Mu Chenyuan hasn't done it yet, he just put his upper body back up again.The soft sole of the foot fell down with a clatter, like a dead bug without bones.

Song Mingzheng looked disgusted.

But he didn't want to waste any more time, so he lifted Mu Chenyuan's shoulder with one hand, pulled up the person whose weight was lowered, and pushed him to the back of the chair.Then without saying a word, he directly pulled off the leg that was on his knee, pinched the ankle that seemed to be shattered with one hand, held the shoe with the other hand, and put it on him directly.

He often does these things at home, and he could have done them more gently.

But he just doesn't.Because the instep was arched, the shoelaces were still loosely attached to the feet even after they were tied. The shoelaces happened to be very long. Song Mingzheng loosened the straps again and tied them around Mu Chenyuan's ankles so that the shoes could be worn like this. Hold on to your feet.But with too much force, after two hours, the two thin willow-like calves must be full of bruises.

But obviously no one cares about it at the moment.

Mu Chenyuan was overjoyed when he saw Song Mingzheng squatting down to help him put on his shoes. Before he could say the refusal, the sweetness was already floating on his face.The young man's face was fainted with two light-colored powders, obviously in love.

"Thank you...Brother", he only had time to say thank you, but as expected, he didn't get a response.Song Mingzheng got up to press the elevator, but Mu Chenyuan was not affected by these things at all.The man leaned on the elevator handrail and smoked. When he looked up, he felt that there were stars in Song Mingzheng's eyes, and the smoke was full of romance.

In fact, they are all things to coax children to play with.

Song Mingzheng actually didn't think it was interesting. With this face, he would definitely be able to kill the Quartet in love.Many ambiguous actions have become a sharp weapon to get twice the result with half the effort when it comes to him.But for himself, the effort was three points less, and the romance was not so happy.

In fact, this feeling is the same even for He Tingzhao, the only difference is that for He Tingzhao, he just wants to do something, he just wants to give.

Give you [-] points, don't give back [-], don't need [-], don't use it at all.

The two of them didn't speak before getting into the car, and Mu Chenyuan is a little bit used to this way of getting along now.He found that Song Mingzheng was a person who didn't talk much, and it had nothing to do with everything else.This kind of boring gourd, he himself is not always able to find something to talk about, so this kind of periodic silence is inevitable.

By the time we got out of the stairs, the rain had just stopped.The umbrella he was holding was useless, and the green grass on the side of the road was filled with a fresh fragrance after the rain, probably because he was in a good mood, Mu Chenyuan felt that everything he looked at was cute, and everything he smelled was sweet.

If only there could be a kiss.

He looked forward, and Song Mingzheng was not far in front of him. The man was tall and had long legs, so he was really dazzling from the back.

It might be sweeter if there is a kiss with him.

Song Mingzheng told him that he had only been in love once before, but Mu Chenyuan always remembered it.He didn't quite believe it at first, how could no one chase after this look.But now he has changed his mind, thinking that Song Mingzheng's words should be true.

Otherwise, how could someone be so inactive after being in love for so long?Really, hum.