Divorced, still making trouble?

After Ji Mingzhe was out of danger, Qiu Ye didn't go into the ward again, but directly called Uncle Liu, the housekeeper at home, asking him to come to the hospital, and then went home by himself.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Qiu Ye took off all the clothes on his body, and then lay down on the bed in a large font, as if he had run ten kilometers, and let out a long breath.

After another half hour, he hissed, jumped up from the bed like a corpse, and ran to the full-length mirror, twisted his body, when he saw the shocking purple-black gore under the skin on his back, he immediately regretted it.

Damn, he should throw Ji on the road and let him destroy himself.

Because of being too flustered before, the adrenaline soared rapidly, and I didn't feel anything, but now my mood calmed down, and the scars pulled out by Ji Mingzhe with the belt seemed to be awakened, and my whole back was burning and painful.

He was so alive that when he received Ji Mingzhe's call and went out, he grabbed a pair of hard jeans and put them on.

At this moment, the swollen ridge at the base of the thigh was worn out and bleeding.

Qiu Ye cursed silently, went to the bathroom to take a shower, sprayed half a bottle of medicine indiscriminately, then lit a cigarette for himself naked, and sat down by the bed.

After what happened last night, he had to face up to his feelings for Ji Mingzhe.

But what kind of emotion does he have for Ji Mingzhe?

Qiu Ye couldn't figure it out.

He really didn't want Ji Mingzhe to die, but what else?

He has lived with Ji Mingzhe for nearly ten years, whether he wants to admit it or not, the existence of this person has already become a part of his life.

It has also become a habit.

Habit is the scariest thing. His hatred for Ji Mingzhe is deep-rooted, but have other feelings quietly infiltrated into his heart?

Qiu Ye didn't know.

The hatred in his heart was real, and so was the worry and panic. These complex emotions mixed together, causing him to suddenly feel at a loss as to how to face Ji Mingzhe.

In the end, Qiu Ye scratched his hair irritably, and stopped embarrassing himself. He put out the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, then lifted the quilt to wrap himself in it, and began to catch up on sleep.

In the next few days, Qiu Ye didn't go to the hospital. The housekeeper seemed to want to talk about Ji Mingzhe's situation. Every time he saw him, he seemed hesitant to speak, but he didn't ask, and the other party didn't dare to say anything. .

It's Guan Jing.Maybe because he said that Ji Mingzhe was his friend, the other party would send him a message every day to tell him about Ji Mingzhe's situation, but then the content of the message became a bit strange.

What is your friend single?Is he in the circle?I think he's pretty funny...

This was the first time someone used the word "interesting" to describe Ji Mingzhe, but it was definitely not the first time someone showed affection and interest in Ji Mingzhe.

A bit of complicated taste spread on the back of his tongue, Qiu Ye licked his teeth, and the irritability when he pushed him to Lin Xiurui last time came up from the bottom of his heart again.

And this time the feeling of irritability is even worse.

Qiu Ye accidentally threw the phone aside and ignored the few messages.

After staying at home for a few days, the scars on his body finally faded. He opened the curtains, yawned at the dark sky outside, and then wobbled downstairs with his slippers on.

The rich aroma of bone broth came from the kitchen.

Qiu Ye sniffled and sat down at the dining table. Just as he picked up shredded jellyfish with his chopsticks, the butler came over and greeted him with a smile, "Master Qiu."

Qiu Ye nodded and saw something in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"Ah," the butler shook the thermos he was carrying, "this one? It's a soup for the young master, and I'm planning to send it to him."

Qiu Ye's heart moved, and he asked, "Can you eat?"

"Yes, today I went to the oxygen mask and heartbeat detector, and was transferred to the general ward. The doctor said that I can eat a little liquid food." Seeing that there was no impatient look on Qiu Ye's face, the housekeeper paused and continued, "But The catheter can't be removed for the time being, the young master is seriously injured and needs to lie still in bed for several days."

"Oh." Qiu Ye responded without saying anything, and looked away, flipping the chopsticks casually on the plate.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, the housekeeper hesitated for a moment and said tentatively, "Master Qiu, do you want to visit the young master? After the operation, the young master is so painful that he can't sleep every night. Go and see him, he should not be in pain anymore." .”

Qiu Ye paused with his chopsticks, and said in silence for a moment, "No, I'm not a goddamn god."

The butler sighed silently with some regret, shook his head, and was about to leave when Qiu Ye kicked his chair away and stood up again, "Do you know where he hid my brother?"

The butler was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head blankly.

Qiu Ye said expressionlessly, "Let's go, I'll ask him myself."

When they arrived at the hospital, the butler parked the car and went upstairs with Qiu Ye.

When the two came to the door of the ward, Qiu Ye's footsteps stopped for a moment, and then walked in.

Ji Mingzhe lived in a single ward, and Guan Jing was talking to him while adjusting the flow rate of his drip.

Guan Jing's back was facing the door, blocking Ji Mingzhe with his body, Qiu Ye couldn't see their expressions, but Guan Jing's voice was soft and gentle when he spoke, now his tone was lighter, making it even more gentle.

It seems that every word has a different meaning.

"Master, Doctor Guan." The butler greeted first.

Guan Jing turned around, saw them smiling, and said, "You guys are here."

Qiu Ye put away the slight uneasiness that had just arisen in his heart, and nodded, "Are you still off work?"

"Get off, come and see Mingzhe." Guan Jing said with a smile.

Mingzhe?It turned out to be so familiar, and the unhappiness that had just been suppressed came back again. Qiu Ye didn't look at Ji Mingzhe on the bed, and said directly to Guan Jing, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go, I invite you."

Guan Jing was taken aback for a moment, then rolled his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Then wait for me to change into a normal suit."

The two found a relatively high-end western restaurant near the hospital. Qiu Ye took the wine handed over by the waiter, poured a glass for Guan Jing, and said, "Although I've said it before, I still want to say: Thank you."

"So polite," Guan Jing smiled, and clinked glasses with him, "Actually, you're really welcome, if it wasn't for this help, I really wouldn't have known someone as good as Mingzhe."

"You think he's fine?" Qiu Ye asked.

Guan Jing speaks very politely, but he is not introverted, but very straightforward, "Yeah, he is very eye-catching. Although I don't have much contact with him, I think he is a very good person."

"Really?" Qiu Ye swung his wine glass.

The two chatted a few more words about Ji Mingzhe, Guan Jing felt that the atmosphere was getting stronger, and just about to say something, Qiu Ye said first, "If you want to chase him, then I can only say sorry."

"Huh?" Guan Jing looked at him with some doubts.

Qiu Ye hooked his lips and said, "Ji Mingzhe and I are living together, and we were married four years ago."