Leftover temperature

However, Xiaoxue still did not snow in Nanyang that day.

After returning from Jinyuan, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the cold wind blows when you step out of the door. Since this is an old house that has not been lived in for a long time, the door will be creaked by the strong wind at night.So the next day after the strong wind blew, Si Jinqing asked someone to replace the door and strengthen the windows.

So at night, in the silence of the cold wind blowing outside the window, the refreshing coldness would climb up Xia Shenyan's body along his feet.Even if the heating is turned on in the room, even if there is an electric blanket under the bed sheet, and even if the quilt is covered with several layers, the horrific cold will still invade his bone marrow, freeze his internal organs, stir his blood, and touch the knife. A wrenching pain tormented him together.

Ordinary people can't empathize with the pain brought about by the illness. Xia Shenyan only knew that his pain was gradually adding up, and he had long been dependent on the medicine, so he secretly increased the dose for himself.He asked a friend to buy the medicine for him without telling Si Jinqing.

But he didn't expect to keep Si Jinqing a secret.

Later, on a night when the wind was extremely cold, Si Jinqing finally saw the medicine that Xia Shenyan had hidden in the quilt.

He was woken up by the wind outside the window in the middle of the night, fearing that Xia Shenyan would be frightened by the howling wind outside and disturbing his sleep, so he didn't knock on the door in advance.When he entered, Xia Shenyan had already passed out from the pain, and he put the box of medicine beside the bed.

That night was very cold, so cold that Si Jinqing couldn't stop shivering any night he thought about it.The heir of the Si family who once dominated the shopping malls, and the current head of the Si family who is already 38, sat in front of Xia Shenyan's bed for a whole night staring at the words on the medicine box on that cold wind-swept night.

The next morning he calmly packed himself up.After washing up, he made breakfast for Xia Shenyan, and then he thought it was very natural to talk about this topic.He wanted Xia Shenyan to confess to him, so he just asked him at first: "Yanyan, are you hiding something from me?"

Xia Shenyan on the opposite side didn't even change his complexion, he just smiled lightly and said, "Is there anything I can hide from you?"

Si Jinqing pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

When the meal was over and Xia Shenyan was about to get up to clean up the dishes, Si Jinqing suddenly grabbed his hand and watched him silent.

His eyes still had the ashes of a sleepless night, and the dark pupils were covered with creepy red bloodshots, which looked a little scary.

Si Jinqing could feel Xia Shenyan's hand shaking, and then suddenly smiled wryly, and said as if admitting defeat: "You know."

Si Jinqing turned his head so that he wouldn't see his wet red eyes.

"Why are you hiding it from me?" He asked hoarsely.

Xia Shenyan touched the back of his hand with the other hand, and said warmly: "It's not a serious illness, it's just an early stage."

"It's just the early stage?" Si Jinqing's breathing was unsteady, and his whole body ached uncontrollably.

He has suffered many injuries in his life, because of his family relationship, gunshot wounds and knife wounds, but none of them hurt like this moment.The soft needle made him almost suffocate, and he wanted to give himself a few stabs because of the pain.

Why are you so stupid, how did you find out that something was wrong with him!If... if it's a little later...

Si Jinqing didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"...The doctor said it can be cured." Xia Shenyan didn't expect Si Jinqing's reaction to be so strong, and he didn't react for a while, so he could only comfort him so dullly.

Si Jinqing didn't answer him, and stood up abruptly after a while, and then started to pull him out.

Xia Shenyan was startled suddenly, probably knew where he wanted to take him, and hurriedly said: "I, I don't want to go!"

Si Jinqing ignored him, did not speak, and still dragged him away on his own.

Xia Shenyan's strength was no match for him, so he could only walk out half-pulled by him.As soon as he was blown by the cold wind, he became anxious again and began to cough. He felt that the wind was getting colder today, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking.

He begged him almost humbly: "...please, I don't want to go to the hospital! At least now... please. Please let me go... let me go, please, go back, you all go... ..."

I don't know when tears also fell quietly.

He never knew what hysteria was, so he didn't know what anger was, and he always used tears as a sign of cowardice and a need for work.

And his cowardice was always so hard to hide in front of Si Jinqing.

However, even if he shed tears, he could do nothing but beg in a low voice, he couldn't even cry, and he didn't know how to beg and beg for tears to come out by himself.

But why, time and time again, they always like to push him...

In fact, this was the strongest time Si Jinqing had been against him in so many years.In the past, no matter what he wants to do or what he likes to do, he will never force him. Si Jinqing will help him point out what he does wrong and give him advice, but he has never been so indifferent Pass.

He is afraid, he will be afraid.

The only warmth in this world was given to him by Si Jinqing, who was the one who pulled him up from the abyss. In the past 13 years, only when Si Jinqing was by his side could he see the light in the dark world.

So he didn't want Si Jinqing to be so cruel to him.Although it is possible that even if Si Jinqing is cruel, Xia Shenyan will willingly bear the death penalty brought by him.

But can he beg God to let him go at the end of his life.

Si Jinqing's footsteps stopped as early as Xia Shenyan's sentence "Let me go".

He saw the sycamore tree with broken branches and leaves in the courtyard, and the budding flowers beside the bony trunk, and he suddenly realized what he had done.

Si Jinqing's whole body was stiff, and the cool breeze pulled him back from the chaos.

Si Jinqing, how could you treat him like this...

He turned around and hugged Xia Shenyan in his arms fiercely, wrapped his thin body with his coat in a panic, this hug was so panicky, and compared to Jin Yuan's kiss, it was much less tender and tender.

Si Jinqing's voice trembled slightly, and he was extremely flustered: "I'm sorry... Yanyan, I was wrong, Yanyan... You, don't be angry with me..."

The cold wind was blocked by Si Jinqing, and his cold heart gradually warmed up again. The temperature penetrated into his muscles and bones, and the sudden loss of strength seemed to be slowly recovering.

No harm is important, as long as... as long as he is willing to hug him again, talk to him, and give him a little hope, then all the pain and injury will dissipate with the smoke.

People who are used to being hurt always yearn for light and warmth, even if they know that it will be a big dream in the end, acting on the spot.

"...I don't want to go to the hospital..." Xia Shenyan seemed to be grasping at straws, tightly clutching the clothes on Si Jinqing's back, with an extremely humble voice.

Si Jinqing caressed his thin back, and said in a hoarse voice, "But...if you don't go to the hospital, what will happen to Yanyan's illness?"

Xia Shenyan closed his eyes and did not answer him.

Afraid of this silence, Si Jinqing hugged him a little tighter, begging in his ear tremblingly: "Yanyan, don't leave me..."

I only have you.

The strange silence continued to ferment, until the wind was getting stronger and the sky began to rain densely, and Si Jinqing heard Xia Shenyan whisper: "... the new year is over."

"Huh?" The voice was so low that Si Jinqing could barely hear it.

"At least after the New Year." Xia Shenyan said, "After the New Year, I will go to the hospital with you."

It's not long before Chinese New Year.

"it is good."

He never liked to push him.

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