Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple

white walls.White sheets.White plaster.

The young man half-sitting on the bed looked sickly pale, with an original English book on his lap.

{Sao Nian, the style is very high (<_<)～}

Luo Shutu: "..."

For whom do you think I can't take care of myself for half a year!

Things started three days ago.

After Xiao Heng finished class, Luo Shutu proposed to go to a nearby restaurant, because the place was not far from the school, and he took Xiao Heng to walk there with the mentality of enhancing the relationship.

Xiao Heng's state was a little sluggish, but it was normal for someone who wanted to shake Xiao Gong's shoulder and ask countless times "Why did you treat me like this" countless times.So Luo Shutu optimistically let him immerse himself in his thoughts, which eventually led to tragedy.

When the car whistled sharply, Xiao Heng turned his head stupidly to look, but Luo Shutu pulled his arm vigorously and slammed him to the side.

"Huai Chen!"

The young man fell to the ground in the next moment, with a blood stain on the back of his head.

Xiao Heng didn't care about the scratches on his body, and rushed over to hug him, but he still dared not touch him with shaking hands, repeating his name over and over in his heart, Huai Chen, Jian Huaichen...

The owner of the car ran down from the car with a dark face, and called 120 while cursing: "You are walking blind, aren't you! Mahler Gobi jumped off the building in a hurry to reincarnate, do you know how much my car costs!"

Xiao Heng raised his head to look at him abruptly, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy and bloody against the glaring blood, like a ghost, staring at him made him feel cold all over, swallowing the dirty words in his mouth.

{The system starts the primary golden bell cover... 150 points are deducted, remaining points: 520. }

{Congratulations to Sao Nian for completing the task: replace the hero in a car accident, reward points: 50, current points: 570. }

Before he fell completely unconscious, Luo Shutu heard the voice of the system, and thought unconsciously, why is there such a thing in the original plot?

When he woke up, he was already in the hospital.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the first thing Luo Shutu did was to review the original plot, and then he found that Xiao Heng had indeed been in a car accident, but only sprained his foot, and was abused again when Shaoyang was full of Jian Huaichen. A second heart.

so--

{What kind of fuss is going to happen if I opened the golden bell cover and broke my left hand! (╯°°)╯︵┻━┻!}

{Hehe, Sao Nian, your pattern is broken!Anyway, I didn't really break your head!Don’t be careless on the ground, the copy of hospitalization is cute~}

Footsteps sounded at the door of the ward.

Luo Shutu lowered his head and adjusted his expression.

Xiao Heng walked in carrying the insulation box, and was a little taken aback.

The person on the bed looked out the window quietly, embraced by the sun, his blurred expression was still soft, the book on his lap had not been turned a few pages, and loneliness was everywhere.

He felt a bit of pity, and just about to speak out, the young man turned his head and showed him a gentle smile: "Good afternoon, Ah Heng." His eyes fell on his hands, and his tone was cheerful, "What's for lunch? Well, do you have any?" Bone soup?"

Xiao Heng looked at his face that didn't show any emotion just now, felt a little blocked in his heart, and said with a smile: "The doctor said that you can't eat too much tonic now. I cooked some fish soup for you, and they are all light dishes."

"Eh? I've lost weight." Luo Shutu changed his tone and said with a smile, "But as long as it's made by Ah Heng, it's delicious."

{Ding——The favorability of the male lead is +5, and the current favorability is 10.The eighth generation of Sao Nian! }

Xiao Heng pursed his lips, set up the small table for him, put all the meals away, then went to fetch a cup of hot water, and sat by the bed to watch him eat.

Just eat slowly and watch quietly, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

"Fortunately..." Xiao Heng said suddenly, his eyes fell on his left hand, which was in plaster, but he didn't finish the second half of the sentence.

Luo Shutu rolled his eyes and said nothing.

In fact, the situation is not good at all.

Jian Huaichen was born left-handed. Under the strict teaching at home, he usually uses his right hand in daily life, and only uses his left hand when painting.Therefore, no one knows what kind of crisis this famous painter is facing at the moment, including Xiao Heng.

Of course, he was happy to hide this truth until Heng Xiao found out by himself.

After eating, Xiao Heng finished packing, took Luo Shutu's original work that he had just used to improve his character, and read it to him during his nap, just like a few days ago.

His voice is just like that of a human being, clear and smooth like jade, with no ups and downs but not dull, very textured, and he speaks English with a British accent. When Luo Shutu closed his eyes, he felt that every sentence he uttered blurred the time memory.

He moved his lips in a daze, warm and serious...

Seeing that he was about to fall asleep, and he was still reading something, Xiao Heng put down the book and smiled. This is not quite like the gentle and elegant Jian Huaichen, but it is still very cute.

He stood up, bent down and pulled up the quilt around the young man's waist, and carefully moved his left hand slowly so as not to let him sleep on it.

The young man's sleeping appearance is very attractive, his eyes are tightly closed, his long eyelashes are curled up, his thin lips are slightly parted, and a line of white teeth can be seen.

The black forehead hair set off the white jade-like skin, the exquisite chin is slender, the whole person is like an expensive and beautiful bjd doll, even if it loses a little blood, it still does not lose its temptation.

Xiao Heng rested his hands on the head of the bed, slightly absent-minded.

The person below suddenly twitched.

He was startled, reacted, and immediately called out: "Wake up, Huai Chen, Huai Chen?"

Sweat dripped from the young man's forehead, his brows were tightly frowned, half of him was woken up by the pain, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Heng, forced a smile: "...it's nothing."

The evil fire in his heart ignited immediately, and Xiao Heng blurted out with a sullen face: "Do you have any brains! Nothing?! It's nothing, you can die here!"

The young man looked at him, his face became even paler, his teeth were biting his lower lip tightly, blood was faintly oozing from the skin.

Xiao Heng clenched his fists and rang the bedside bell.

He has no qualifications and no position, but he can't help it.Since Jian Huaichen was injured for himself, he shouldn't hide it like this. Yes, Jian Huaichen's truth can be denied to anyone, but he has to be given to himself!

{Warning, warning, the male protagonist has a blackening degree of 95%, Sao Nian, take care! }

{Who cares about him? It hurts me to death, bastard! }

"The doctor will be here soon, don't be afraid." He approached Luo Shutu and hugged him gently. The young man's body was tense, the corners of his eyes were wet, and his eyelashes were trembling, scratching his heart one by one.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Xiao Heng repeated in a low voice, and before he could react, he had already kissed the young man's lips.

When the doctor rushed over, what he saw was the picture of Xiao Heng kissing the young man on the bed continuously, without the slightest eroticism, only with unknowing love and affection.

--good.

Even if it didn't fit the scene, at that moment, only this word appeared in his mind.

No one mentioned the kiss of that day afterwards, and they chose to forget it tacitly.

It's not that Xiao Heng didn't think about the reason, but he couldn't find any reason other than a momentary headache.

Feelings?He hasn't fallen in love with someone so easily, let alone the so-called rival in love.Besides, such a person is indeed a limited edition doll in the window, he can't afford to love it.

So the conclusion is that it is just a soothing gesture in medicine, like coaxing a child, it has no special meaning.

About two weeks later, Jian Huaichen's car accident was finally revealed.

His parents were both developed abroad, and Jian's mother was crying so hard that she couldn't speak on the overseas phone call. Luo Shutu could only comfort her over and over again, telling her not to worry, it was just a broken bone, and she didn't need to go to China to take care of her.Naturally, he avoided answering which hand was injured.

The next person who came to the hospital was Shaoyang. Seeing the young man sitting on the bed with a plaster cast on his left hand, he slapped Xiao Heng angrily on the spot.

Luo Shutu was so frightened that he quickly got out of bed and stood in front of Xiao Heng, stopping him before Shaoyang told the truth: "It's okay! You can draw with your right hand, right?"

"Right hand?!...Hmph, right hand..." Shao Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and he met his pleading eyes, and finally swallowed his words.

Xiao Heng stood behind him and smiled: "Sorry, Huai Chen."

Luo Shutu looked back at him and said, "It's not your fault, of course it's important to save people at such a critical moment."

"Your hands are more expensive than mine." Xiao Heng said with a smile, not caring about the redness and swelling of his left cheek, and his tone did not seem to be mocking, but rather as if he had brutally cut his heart open to prove a certain fact, dripping with blood.

"Heng..."

"I'm going out for a walk." Xiao Heng interrupted the young man, and walked out across Shaoyang without looking back.

What are you going to do?Not clear enough?Or did he think he was too strong?

That slap woke him up completely, thoroughly.

No matter how painful it is, it will not hurt more.

Shao Yang frowned tightly, feeling depressed in his heart.He also found it strange that Xiao Heng hadn't been here for a month, and he couldn't get used to it. He hated that the other party didn't even give an explanation!Although it's with Ah Heng, there won't be any major problems, but... Anyway, he's not feeling well!

Moreover, Ah-Heng's left hand is the hand that paints. No one can guarantee that this fracture will not have any impact. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with being angry.

"Shaoyang, you shouldn't have done that just now." Luo Shutu looked at him and said helplessly, "Heng has been taking care of me for a month, not to mention, the injury was just an accident."

However, I am very optimistic about your slap! God assists!

Shao Yang didn't want to continue this topic. To be honest, he felt harsh when he heard Ah Heng's intimate address, and he was very upset, but he still had a calm expression on his face. He pointed to the fruit on the cabinet and said, "I'll peel an apple for you. Bar."

Luo Shutu sighed, and said: "In short, Ah Heng is a very good person, don't be prejudiced against him." Then he smiled comfortingly with curved lips, "Don't worry, the doctor said that the fracture is not serious, and the recovery is also very fast. Good. No matter how bad it is, you know I can go to my dad's company."

"..." Shaoyang paused when he was peeling an apple, "You started learning painting in junior high school, and now you just say you want to give up?"

He looked at Luo Shutu with a serious expression: "Achen, don't make me look down on you."

Luo Shutu gradually faded his smile, and shook his head after a while: "If I can't draw what I want, I'd rather not. Shaoyang, this is not giving up, it's respect."

Just like Xiao Heng is with you, even if you have been entangled with him for six years, once he is sure that he cannot get the love he wants, he would rather not.

It's not giving up, it's respect.

Xiao Heng respects the feelings he has given in the past six years, even if all he has is that little self-esteem.

——Then wait for me to save him.