wipe the ice and fire

Luo Ming gradually fell asleep, and Du Qingshao sat beside him with his chin resting on one hand, and he didn't let go of his hand for a long time.He wanted to see Luo Ming wake up and find that he lost his composure in the dream.

Even though he took sleeping pills, it took only a few hours for Luo Ming to fall asleep peacefully.As soon as the biological clock arrived in the afternoon, he quickly sensed the changes in the surrounding environment and opened his eyes in a daze.

When he opened his eyes and saw Du Qingshao, a bad premonition surged in his heart, he moved his body, and found that the two of them were holding hands together, he jumped up from the seat in fright.

Du Qingshao closed his eyes and dozed off, then slowly turned his head when he heard the movement, raised his eyebrows and whistled: "Are you awake?"

Luo Ming didn't respond, and sat on his seat with a dazed face, his eyes clearly questioning himself repeatedly: Is this true?

"You came here by yourself, I didn't do anything to you." Du Qingshao said seriously, but his eyes were full of teasing, "I also heard you say something in French 'Don't go', it hurts so much I can't bear to move."

Hearing that word, Luo Ming's heart beat violently without warning, sending a chill down his back.However, the effect of the medicine has not yet passed, and his mood is relatively calm, so he quickly changed the subject: "I heard that you taught yourself French, how do you feel?"

Du Qingshao asked the housekeeper to fetch a basin of hot water, wrung out a hot towel and handed it to him, casually said: "It's okay, I've probably memorized more than 1000 words, and I've also learned basic grammar."

"A thousand words are not enough in formal life, but now that the competition is coming, you don't need to waste time learning a language." Luo Ming took the towel and said thank you, buried his face in the towel and said in a muffled voice, " If there is a problem, I will help you solve it."

Du Qingshao nodded disapprovingly, thinking that with his learning ability, even if he was thrown into an unfamiliar language environment, he would definitely be able to adapt immediately.Little did he know that Luo Ming was already frightened by his poor spoken language, he finally got used to English and didn't want to hear him torture himself in his mother tongue anymore.

"Are you hungry?" After wiping his face, he asked the housekeeper to take away the towel, and brought another menu, "Our family's food supply comes from designated ranches, and it does not contain preservative additives. You can eat it with confidence."

Du Qingshao took the menu and glanced at it. Seeing the Man-Han Banquet in front of him, he was immediately refreshed: "Can I really eat whatever I want?"

"Well, please."

His eyes glowed green: "Then I want Maodu hotpot."

"..." Luo Ming remained silent, frowned and glanced at him, "Did you misunderstand what I meant? Don't think that I haven't read your previous recipes. My heart is not good, and I still think about eating too much food all day long." Fat stuff."

This is probably the charm of a father-boyfriend.Du Qingshao was speechless, and in the end he obediently ordered a bowl of beef noodles.Luo Ming's digestive system has always been bad, so he only ate a bowl of vegetable salad.

"Why do you only eat this little food?" Luo Ming had the impression that he had no interest in eating. Du Qingshao couldn't help but worry when he saw this, "You don't have anorexia, do you?"

Luo Ming didn't want to describe his illness to him too much, but said slowly: "I just woke up, I don't have an appetite."

"You can't go on like this." Du Qingshao imitated his tone just now, put a few pieces of meat into his bowl, and said seriously, "Since it's not a psychological problem, we still need balanced nutrition."

He glanced at the two abrupt pieces of meat among the thousands of fruits and vegetables, and did not refuse his kindness. He forked one and put it to his mouth, chewing it patiently several times until it was crushed into minced meat before swallowing it. Shao is like two different people.After swallowing all the food in his mouth, he said, "I should be able to arrive tonight. You stay at my house for a day. I will take you to the hospital tomorrow. After the examination, I will send you to the club to stay."

"Don't we live together?" Du Qingshao put down his chopsticks.

Luo Ming asked back, "When did I say that?"

"But when I was by your side, you obviously slept more soundly than before." He knocked on the edge of the bowl dissatisfied, making a jingling sound, "Besides, I'm new here, why do you have the heart to leave me there alone?"

"Don't you speak French?"

"You also said a thousand words are not enough!" Du Qingshao argued vigorously, with the momentum of a newlywed couple bickering.Luo Ming had no desire to quarrel, but just glanced lightly: "They can speak English with you."

Du Qingshao didn't give up, and made a puppet face, but he didn't forget to brag about his wife: "Then it's definitely not as clear as yours, and your pronunciation is nice."

Now Luo Ming didn't want to talk to him at all, picked up his phone and brushed past him, walking straight to the last position.

He knew that his emotions were a little distorted, so he simply chose to avoid it.

The few hours just now basking in the sun and sleeping on Du Qingshao's shoulders may be the most stable time in his memory.

He had a dream.In the dream, there was a woman with the same light blond hair as him, who seemed to be his mother, who brought him out of the fortified ancient European castle.He just stared at the back of the woman with her long hair coiled up high, and walked all the way to the open space in the park.

There were many children of the same age playing there, and suddenly a child came over with a ball and asked him if he wanted to play together.The woman said go, then turned and left.He was in a panic for a moment, desperately chasing after her and begging her not to leave, but the woman never looked back.

He has had similar dreams thousands of times, and it is also a nightmare every time he wakes up and sits in bed watching the streets of Paris in the early morning.

At this time, the little boy ran over, took his hand and stuffed a candy into his palm.In the dream, he vaguely realized that perhaps the woman's departure was not the end.

……

Luo Ming sighed weakly.He didn't want Du Qingshao to realize how much he depended on him, even after waking up, he realized that he had lost his composure just now, and lost his temper coldly at him.

The heart is very calm, but it seems that the taste of food is unknown, and there is a sourness from the tip of the nose without warning.He took a few deep breaths helplessly, curled up on the seat and listened to the soundtrack of Du Qingshao's free skate.

Some time ago, there was a wave of ups and downs, several incidents made him out of breath, and he took a lot of medicine in a daze, which made his thinking a little slow now, and he was not satisfied with the choreography prepared for Du Qingshao no matter how hard he tried .

The emotions of two people after falling in love seem to be the same.Du Qingshao looked back through the gap between the seats, watching his every move.Before he left, he specifically asked Pan Lishu how to get along with such patients for a long time. The answer given by the team doctor was to leave him a little space for himself.

But Du Qingshao had roughly guessed what was on his mind.

After sitting there for a while, he estimated that the time would be around the corner. He got up and walked to Luo Ming's side, and took out the small harmonica that he carried with him.

Short and gloomy notes sounded, engulfing the vast universe with undercurrents and surging, flowing with the sound of the piano.The unfamiliar performance by a single person is far less shocking than the original song born in the symphony orchestra, but after a short loop, it overlaps with the music in Luo Ming's earphones, overlapping into a patchwork piece of music.

On the one hand, it is an impassioned declaration of battle, and on the other hand, it is the speechless and painful farewell of the lover.

Ba da——, the phone hit the seat, Luo Ming turned his head to look at the young man who was immersed in the music, as if he wanted to understand what was missing before.