private romance

He came and let the wind blow.

Mu Chenyuan stared blankly at the people in the room, through the glass, it seemed that not only was it isolating them, but also isolating him from the world.

Is that really the person Song Mingzheng likes?how so?Compared with anger and loss, he has a deeper unwillingness.

He never felt that he was very attractive in appearance, especially against Song Mingzheng's almost rare appearance, but compared with the person in the room, Mu Chenyuan still felt that he was much better-looking up.

It was a rather dull face.

Mu Chenyuan restrained himself from uttering any insulting words in his heart. He was still young, and it was not easy for him to restrain his temper.It's fine if it's a healthy person, but this person is obviously also a disabled person. I don't know where the injury is, but it is definitely higher than him.Faced with the computer for a long time, Mu Chenyuan's eyes are short-sighted, but he can still clearly see his disability, even a hole in his neck that was sunken due to a gas section.

His hands are curled up, and the white ones are very unhealthy.I don't know if the ring was caused by my own jealousy. It looked out of place in that person's hand, loose and loose as if it was about to fall off the joints, but it was blocked by the contracture of the fingers bending into the palm.

The nurse helped to raise the head of the bed a little higher, occasionally blocking Mu Chenyuan's sight, and he didn't know what he was doing.Such a weak person must be inseparable from 24-hour personal care, so will Song Mingzheng take care of him?It's still true as Song Mingzheng himself said, he doesn't like to have physical contact with anyone.

Mu Chenyuan suddenly thought of the meticulous care he and Song Mingzheng had given him when they first met.In fact, Song Mingzheng also cares about him very much now. In all aspects of his health, he just seems to understand that his ability to take care of himself is very strong, so he no longer helps him in life.

So what is this?Crying children have sweets?

Nurses in the intensive care unit often have to undertake a lot of things that the nurses have to do. In addition to injections, washing, turning over and daily care are inevitable. Mu Chenyuan himself has experienced these.He watched as the nurse lifted half of the quilt, revealing a pair of pale, slender legs, which were placed on several pillows and the soles of their feet were pressed firmly against the soft pillows.

The legs and feet were completely paralyzed, and it could be seen that they had been injured for many years.Mu Chenyuan lowered his head and glanced at his leg. The high raised foot that had just been bandaged was still swollen, and the heel and instep looked dirty due to black pigmentation.In fact, they never go to the ground and are carefully cleaned every day.Mu Chenyuan's feet would become swollen every few hours when he sat for a few hours. His legs and feet would make a dent. In the past, he didn't have the money to buy any air pressure cushions. As a result, his blood circulation in his lower limbs was very poor. The legs are easy to break after a few times, which is why he went to check this morning.

It was obvious that the man in the room was well taken care of, much better than himself.

The soles of the feet were held up by the nurse along the ankles. The arcs were obviously drooping. The toes were round and slightly shrunk inward. They were very white and tender, without too many wrinkles or deformation.There was some soft fat hanging on the calf, which swayed slightly when lifted by the nurse. The paralyzed feet rubbed against each other, and were carefully separated by the nurse. blood circulation.

The nurse helped him shake the bed and supported him with one hand. The man's face suddenly became more ugly. His eyes were closed and his lips were trembling uncontrollably. The ventilator beeped and the alarm sounded.Mu Chenyuan felt a little bit about this, he would occasionally have orthostatic hypotension when he raised his body or changed his posture, and due to the weather, it would happen more frequently during this time.The nurse lifted his body and helped him massage his heart to regulate oxygen, but it didn't seem to have much effect, and it would take a while to buffer.

He was staying in the CCU, and his cardiopulmonary function must not be very good.Mu Chenyuan didn't know whether he was injured too badly so it was more troublesome to get up or because he looked like he was dying.What did the nurse say his name was?After a while, Mu Chenyuan couldn't remember because of his anger.

Hey?Surname He?Yes, it seems that the surname is He. It doesn't matter what the name is, if he can't remember it, he just needs to have a name when he confronts Song Mingzheng later.

Mu Chenyuan squeezed the rim tightly, anger came in waves one after another, he didn't know what expression he had now.Is it hideous or does it look like a poor man surrounded by jealousy.

But he was very poor.

Never been favored by the gods, nor liked by anyone.

The person in the room seemed to have finally calmed down a bit, leaning against the head of the bed and slowly opening his eyes, his thin chest heaved and heaved, as if it took a lot of effort to take a breath and continue to survive.

The angle he was lying on was facing Mu Chenyuan, so when he raised his head, the two of them looked at each other without any suspense.

Mu Chenyuan shuddered, as if he suddenly woke up, and immediately turned the wheel to go backwards.But he pulled down the handbrake of the wheelchair to fix it, and he suddenly forgot to pull it back. Although he tried hard, the rim did not move at all.Mu Chenyuan seemed to have done something wrong, he was startled and frightened, and for a while he didn't even know what to do next.He raised his head suddenly, and his eyes suddenly met the people in the ward again.

He was just lying there, weak like a kite that could be broken at any moment, as if it might come to an end at any moment.The eyebrows and eyes are also gentle, not even as fierce as Song Mingzheng.But I don't know why Mu Chenyuan felt a little apprehensive when he saw him, as if he saw through everything at a glance. Obviously, they didn't even count as a formal meeting, and Song Mingzheng probably wouldn't let him know of his existence.It felt as if he had met Song Mingzheng for the first time, but at the source again, it felt much gentler than him.

Mu Chenyuan pulled up the handbrake, turned around and turned the wheel quickly, trying to escape from this place of right and wrong as quickly as possible.He didn't know how long the eyes behind him followed him, and whether they followed him away.

For some reason, his original fear of Song Mingzheng disappeared at this moment.The elevator went down, and he returned to his floor, so the huge anger and grievance rose in an instant, and Mu Chenyuan felt that he had never felt humiliated like this moment in his life.

Why?

I'm with you because I really like you. You have someone who can wear a ring with you, so why bother to provoke me?

Mu Chenyuan's whole body was cold. He didn't wear a few clothes when he went out. Now when he came back, he felt that even his hands were frozen and his whole body was mechanically paralyzed.

He pushed open the half-closed door, and Song Mingzheng had already returned, with steaming steamed buns on the table.He was leaning against the window to adjust the sauce, half of his body was slightly tilted, lazy and good-looking, and his demeanor was extremely seductive.

What a lively picture.

Mu Chenyuan sighed softly in his heart, wondering how many times he had done such things for others. At this moment, the other side of the ring was still lightly hanging on the ring finger of his left hand.

"Come over for dinner."

Song Mingzheng raised his head when he heard the movement, his expression didn't change, but he looked better than when he just came here.He saw Mu Chenyuan leaning against the door and shivering from the cold, and squinted his eyes unhappily, "It's so cold outside, why don't you imitate me and not wear clothes?"

"You... stop pretending!"

Mu Chenyuan wanted to yell at him, but his voice trembled three times when something happened, and he was weaker than him.The boy’s voice is clear, and it’s actually best when he’s speaking sweetly, “Why are you pretending? Do you really think I’m so easy to bully?”

"Is it fun to lie to me?"

Song Mingzheng didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, he walked unsteadily in front of Mu Chenyuan, the 1.9-meter shadow hung down like an impenetrable wall.

He didn't seem to want to put pressure on Mu Chenyuan, but he squatted down slowly, resting his chin with the ring-wearing hand, and looked at Mu Chenyuan playfully.

Before Song Mingzheng could speak, Mu Chenyuan's rationality had already returned. His anger instantly overwhelmed his rationality, and he said loudly, "Tell me clearly, are you sick? Who is that lying upstairs! How dare you? You put all your lovers together because you have a unique taste? You think it’s inconvenient for people with disabilities, don’t you?”

"You went upstairs?"

Song Mingzheng blinked his eyes and looked at him. The words were interrogative sentences, but there was no doubt at all. The words were very certain.The subwoofer's magnetic male voice subconsciously lowered, but Mu Chenyuan didn't hear this insignificant change.In fact, he didn't feel anything when he heard it. In the past, he would care whether Song Mingzheng was angry, but from now on, he would not.

"Then you." Song Mingzheng gave a rare smile, his expression suddenly looked much gentler.

"Have you bullied him?"

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