Divorced, still making trouble?

It's not just that Ji Mingzhe can't tell what night this evening is, Qiu Ye also feels this way at the moment.

He also remembered his teenage years.

Many things have passed through the years, thinking that I have forgotten them, but in fact they are just deposited in the deepest part of my memory.

You don't need to think about it deliberately, the body language that has formed memory is the best proof.

Just like feeding Ji Mingzhe, even after several years, Qiu Ye still knows what position to hold the person in his arms to make him more comfortable, and will subconsciously wait for Ji Mingzhe to finish every mouthful and wipe him Take a look at the corner of your mouth...

Time suddenly seemed to turn back, back to the boyhood, both of them were a little stunned.

"Okay," finally Qiu Ye coughed lightly, and broke the silence first, "One bite of each, and I'll give you something else at noon."

He put the bowl back on the table, helped Ji Mingzhe to lie down again, then sat down at the table, ate with big mouthfuls, chewing quickly to cover up the agitation in his heart at this moment.

Ji Mingzhe was still very weak, and fell asleep again not long after.

After the nurse's aunt finished her meal, she threw Qiu Ye's packing box into the trash can, and then came back to watch until ten o'clock, then went back to rest after get off work.

The hospital originally arranged several nurses for Ji Mingzhe who had experience in taking care of patients, but Qiu Ye only left one, and he stayed by Ji Mingzhe's side at other times.

There was a bouquet of lilies brought in by other doctors on the bedside table. Qiu Ye touched the steamy leaves, sat down on the chair, and looked at the person on the hospital bed.

Half of Ji Mingzhe's face was sunk in the snow-white pillow, his facial lines looked much softer without glasses, and the coldness that made people difficult to get close was also weakened by most of his sickness.

He was lying there, pursing his light-colored lips, his soft black hair was scattered on his forehead, his eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing when he fell asleep, he looked a bit obedient.

Qiu Ye couldn't help but touch Ji Mingzhe's light-colored lips that were a little dry.

Such a cold person has incredibly soft lips.

Ji Mingzhe was woken up by his movements, he slowly opened his eyes, and met Shang Qiuye's deep and focused gaze.

Qiu Ye was taken aback for a moment, but instead of looking away, he stood up and lowered his head to enclose his lips and the small bead of his lips under Ji Mingzhe's gaze.

Feeling the other party's shallow breathing, he closed his eyes, pressed his forehead against Ji Mingzhe's, pressed against the other's lips, and said softly, "You are still alive."

I don't know if it was Ji Mingzhe's illusion, but he seemed to hear a hint of dumbness about to cry from the other party's voice.

Although he's been sleeping for a lot these days, it's not like he's completely ignorant of what's going on in the outside world. He can feel Qiu Ye's considerate and gentle care for him.

But he didn't know why Qiu Ye suddenly became so considerate, as if he was caring for someone he liked.

Ji Mingzhe was at a loss, after all, before he was shot, he had just whipped Qiu Ye half to death.

He thought that Qiu Ye would be happier if he died.

However, he really didn't know what kind of difficult three days Qiu Ye had gone through.

Sometimes, a person's collapse is only in an instant. Until now, when Qiu Ye recalled the scene of Ji Mingzhe lying in a pool of blood, he would feel uncontrollable fear in his heart, and his heart would tremble involuntarily.

He didn't realize that he was in love with Ji Mingzhe before, but later he knew, but he didn't know how deep his feelings for Ji Mingzhe were.

But when Ji Mingzhe woke up that day, he squeezed into the crowd and met the eyes of the person on the hospital bed.In fact, Ji Mingzhe was not very sober at that time, his eyes were scattered, but at that moment Qiu Ye suddenly felt that as long as this person was fine, he could give his life to him.

After a while, Qiu Ye sat back on the chair again, cleared his throat and said, "Go to sleep, I won't bother you anymore."

Ji Mingzhe looked at him and shook his head.

"Can't sleep?" Qiu Ye was taken aback.

Ji Mingzhe didn't speak, but looked at him with clear eyes.

Qiu Ye, "..."

Although he has been by Ji Mingzhe's side recently, Ji Mingzhe is in a half-conscious state, and Qiu Ye can do whatever he wants.

However, at this moment, the two of them stared wide-eyed, and Qiu Ye suddenly felt a little awkward in the strangely flowing air.

Qiu Ye felt a little helpless. In the past, they didn't speak for a whole day, and they looked at each other coldly. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, but now they are hypocritical.

Based on the principle that I am not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed is the other party, Qiu Ye lowered his eyes and took out the lighter and played with it in his hand, but Ji Mingzhe kept looking at him, with a very calm and calm expression on his face, without any twitching.

Qiu Ye couldn't stand it anymore, coughed lightly and said, "How about we chat?"

But what are we talking about?

He hadn't talked to Ji Mingzhe properly in four years, and suddenly wanted to talk about something seriously, but he really couldn't find a topic for a while.

In the end, it was Ji Mingzhe who broke the silence first, "How is your injury?"

"Oh, it's okay," Qiu Ye said, "The flesh wounds are almost healed."

"Let me see." Ji Mingzhe said.

"What's so interesting, I won't lie to you," Qiu Ye stood up as he said, and then lifted up his clothes. His most serious injuries were on his back, waist and buttocks. Five days later, those terrifying green The purple had faded quite a bit, and new scabs had formed over the cracked skin.

Ji Mingzhe raised his hand to touch his waist.

Qiu Ye's eyelids twitched, he avoided the other party's touch, turned around and sat back down again, humming, "You are so fucking ruthless, you are not afraid of killing me."

"Who made you disobedient." Ji Mingzhe said.

Qiu Ye clicked his tongue, and subconsciously wanted to curse, but held back the words when they reached his lips, but the awkward atmosphere between the two disappeared miraculously.

"Ji Haodong came to see you two days ago," Qiu Ye took out a cigarette, didn't light it, just smelled it and said, "He entrusted all the things you have to do to the subordinate who followed you, and then gave you Leave a few bodyguards behind."

"Well, he didn't make things difficult for you?" Ji Mingzhe asked.

"No." Qiu Ye said.

Ji Haodong probably really didn't pay much attention to him as a down-and-out young master. He knew that he went to find Lei Shao and Mu Zixing, but he let him go.

Ji Mingzhe asked a few more questions, and Qiu Ye told him that they were still in City D, living in a hospital under Rongxing.

"By the way, the shooter has been found out. It's your brother Mu Zixing." Qiu Ye said.

Ji Mingzhe seemed to have guessed this possibility a long time ago, there was no surprise on his face, he just hummed, he sent someone to assassinate Lei Shao and Mu Zixing, and it was reasonable for the other party to take revenge.

This topic was quickly finished. When Qiu Ye was thinking about what else he could say to Ji Mingzhe, the latter gradually fell asleep again because of lack of strength, and Qiu Ye also became quiet.

He stared at Ji Mingzhe and sat for a while, wanting to go back to his bed and lie down for a while, when he got up, he found Ji Mingzhe's hand was gently pinching his little finger.

Qiu Ye was slightly stunned, and then stopped walking. He turned around and directly held Ji Mingzhe's hand, lay down on the side of the bed and closed his eyes.

Ji Mingzhe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the other finger hanging by his side curled up involuntarily.

Human nature is greedy.

In the past, he felt that Qiu Ye didn't love him, as long as he stayed by his side, but when he suddenly regained the tenderness of the other party, Ji Mingzhe found that he was actually still greedy.