The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Shen and Qiu never took care of anyone.

But fortunately, Yi Sheng was not seriously injured, and he was not given too many opportunities to take care of him.

It was evening when Yi Sheng was sent to the hospital. Now that he had been tossing around for a while and had dinner again, it was getting late, and it was not long before it was time for bed.

The bed in the hospital is a single bed, and the width of the bed is relatively narrow. Standing by the bed, Shen and Qiu looked hesitantly at the small sofa in the corner: "...I'll go to sleep on the sofa."

Mr. Yi needs a good rest. It would be more comfortable to sleep alone.

Also, it always feels a little weird to sleep together.

Shen Heqiu subconsciously rubbed the slightly hot ear tips.

Yi Sheng held Shen Heqiu's wrist, gently moved it, and pulled him onto the bed.

The single bed was carrying the weight of two people, so it shook slightly.

"Hey, go to sleep." Yi Sheng patted Shen Heqiu's head and said slowly.

Seeing that Shen Heqiu was still a little hesitant, he said, "Heqiu isn't going to take care of me, wouldn't it be better to be closer?"

His slightly rising tail is a bit magnetic and hoarse, like the low strings of a cello, which makes Shen Heqiu's cochlea tickle at close range.

Shen Heqiu blinked, he was a little sleepy, his head was dizzy and he couldn't turn around, he was driven away by Yi Cheng's words: "...um."

Yi Cheng deceived him, and a smile flashed in his black eyes: "Then lie down and sleep obediently."

Shen Heqiu was coaxed into the bed obediently, and then lay down obediently again, nestled under the quilt, with a pair of eyes flickering: "You, you want to sleep too."

Yi Sheng covered him with the quilt, and then lay down: "Well, I'll sleep too."

The lights in the ward dimmed, and Yi Cheng knew that Shen and Qiu didn't like complete darkness, so he didn't close the curtains completely, and went out through the glass window, and he could see the lights flickering not far away.

In the dim light, Shen and Qiu could feel that he and Yi Sheng were very close.

As expected, it was a little bit reluctant to squeeze two people into the single bed. Shen Heqiu could feel his shoulders touching Yi Sheng's, and the warm body temperature slowly seeped from the touching place.

The sound of the other party's breathing is close at hand, clearly audible, mixed with the cool pine fragrance, it is actually a bit relaxing.

There are still nurses and doctors helping patients in the hospital late at night, and footsteps and low-pitched conversations can be heard from time to time in the corridor.

Shen Heqiu kept his eyes open and did not sleep.

Medication and physical therapy are not effective for Mr. Yi's insomnia.

He had no reason to delay any longer.

Sing……

Shen Heqiu grabbed the quilt tightly, he likes to sing.

From the very beginning, music pulled him out of the bottomless abyss, accompanied him, made him loved by many people, and made him no longer feel lonely.

But since that national concert accident, he never sang in front of others.

That lingering nightmare was like a rope tightening his throat, making him unable to sing or utter a sound. He could only struggle in the dead silence, and gave up after repeated failures. .

However, compared to those fears, he now desperately wants to sing.

I want to sing to Mr. Yi, I want to help Mr. Yi, I want Mr. Yi to have a good rest, and I don’t want Mr. Yi to faint like today.

For the first time, he realized that his singing voice was strongly needed by others.

Mr. Yi didn't say anything, just because he didn't want to embarrass him, but he couldn't take it for granted that he didn't know because of the other party's thoughtfulness and gentleness.

Besides, he also signed the agreement at the beginning, singing to Mr. Yi was his promise

Shen Heqiu leaned forward, found the mobile phone from the bedside table, and took it over.

He called up Zhao Qian's WeChat account and sent a message.

——"Sorry, I want to go."

After Shen Heqiu sent the message, he put the phone back lightly, then turned around quietly, and lay facing Yi Cheng.

He wanted to see if Mr. Yi had a good sleep.

Yi Sheng lay on the pillow, his sharp facial contours were melted away by the soft pillow, his slightly messy black hair was scattered on the white pillowcase, his eyes were closed, and his sleeping face was quiet and handsome.

Shen Heqiu touched his heart, it seemed that something bumped here just now.

Just as Shen Heqiu was thinking, the people around him suddenly moved, and a hand covered his eyes, blocking his sight.

"Still sleeping." Yi Sheng's voice was very low, almost breathless, "What do you want to do by peeking at me?"

Blindfolded, Shen Heqiu squeezed their fingers nervously: "No, no..."

Yi Cheng seemed to laugh, but didn't seem to: "Are you trying to do something bad?"

He slowly moved closer to Shen Heqiu, and still covered Shen Heqiu's eyes with his hands.

Shen and Qiu couldn't see, they could only hear each other's rustling, and even forgot to deny it.

At a certain moment, he heard Mr. Yi stop moving, and then the sound of breathing suddenly approached.

Yi Cheng covered Shen Heqiu's eyes, and kissed silently on the back of his hand.

Gentle and meticulous, with a heavy, yet light-hearted emotion, restrained and affectionate, staying at the bottom line.

"Mr. Yi...?" Shen Heqiu vaguely sensed something, but before he could think about it, the man took the hand covering his eyes away.

Shen Heqiu looked dumbfounded, and subconsciously looked up at Yi Sheng.

In the dark, Yi Sheng's expression was not clear: "Go to sleep, it's getting late."

Probably because they were too tired today, Shen and Qiu fell asleep not long after.

Perhaps it was because there was someone beside him, he slept very deeply this night, and was not awakened by the nightmare again.

Yi Cheng heard the breathing of the people around him gradually stabilized, he turned sideways, put his arms around Shen Heqiu's waist, and hugged them carefully and gently in his arms.

Shen Heqiu fell into a deep sleep, his sleeping appearance was very obedient, and when someone hugged him, he just unconsciously rubbed against Yi Sheng's arm, and then obediently wrapped himself into the man's arms, close to the warm heat source.

Yi Cheng hugged Shen Heqiu, the whole body of the person in his arms was soft, very huggable, and he slept soundly on his chest.

He was almost driven mad by this obedient and self-conscious reaction, and he tightened his arms slightly, like a dragon keeping his treasure in captivity, guarded tightly and extremely precious.

Yi Sheng raised his hand to touch Shen Heqiu's side face, and after Shen Heqiu snorted as if he was disturbed, he patted him on the back gently.

In fact, he couldn't help but want to go too far, but he didn't want Shen Heqiu, who had finally gotten closer to him, to shrink back into the protective shell and stand up sharp thorns to resist him.

That's fine for now.

Yi Cheng hugged Shen and Qiu, and closed his eyes quietly, even though he was sober that he hardly felt sleepy, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, as if an empty place had been filled.

It was Shen Heqiu who woke up first the next day.

He half-opened his eyes in a daze, and when he was half asleep and half awake, he only felt the warmth in front of him, and it was very comfortable to lean against, flexible and firm.

After a while, Shen Heqiu became a little more awake and slowly opened their eyes.

What caught the eye was Yi Sheng's handsome face. The early morning sunlight shone through the never-closed curtains, sprinkled the room like gold, and cast a small fan-shaped shadow under the man's lowered eyelashes.

Those deep eyes were closed, and the sharp edge in his temperament was also restrained, appearing quiet and peaceful, allowing Shen Heqiu to look at him without rational pressure.

The light was not enough last night, Shen and Qiu couldn't really see Yi Sheng's sleeping face clearly, but seeing it at this time felt a little novel.

His eyes fell on the black spot under Yi Cheng's eyes, and looking at it from a close distance, Mr. Yi seemed even more tired.

Shen Heqiu felt a little distressed, and stretched out his hand involuntarily, wanting to touch Yi Sheng's black eyes under his closed eyes.

But as soon as his fingertips touched Yi Sheng's eyelids, Yi Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

The slightly long eyelashes swept over Shen Heqiu's fingertips, bringing a slight itchiness.

Shen and Qiu stared blankly at Shang Yi Sheng's clear eyes.

Yi Sheng also looked at him, and smiled lightly, with a slightly hoarse voice: "Is it fun?"

Got caught.

Shen Heqiu suddenly withdrew their hands.

When he raised his eyes to meet those smiling black eyes, Shen Heqiu found that there was no sleepiness in them.

Mr. Yi should not have fallen asleep again.

Shen Heqiu pursed his lips, retracted his hands, and did not speak.

Seeing this, Yi Sheng raised his eyebrows: "He Qiu."

He moved his pillow slightly under Shen Heqiu, still hugging the other's arm, looking at Shen Heqiu leisurely: "Do you still want me to hug you for a while?"

Shen Heqiu was nestled in Yi Sheng's arms by himself, and it was even possible that he would sleep in this position for the whole night while being held in his arms.

His face was slowly turning red, his ears and neck were burning as if on fire, he withdrew from Yi Cheng's arms all of a sudden, and hurriedly got off the bed.

"I, I'm going to wash up." Shen Heqiu whispered, and ran to the bathroom in a hurry.

Only Yi Cheng was left lying on his side on the bed, slowly got up, and was amused by the cute look of fleeing.

After Shen and Qiu finished washing, Yi Sheng was already standing outside the door waiting for him to come out.

The enthusiasm on his face has not completely disappeared, and when he saw Yi Sheng, there was a tendency to make a comeback.

Fortunately, Yi Sheng didn't want to make people anxious, and skipped the ambiguous topic just now, and helped Shun Chen and Qiu's heads curl up a few hairs: "Let's go, let's have breakfast at home."

The driver, Chen Cheng, was already waiting at the gate of the hospital. Assistant Cheng also rushed over. When he saw Yi Sheng coming out, he went to Kouhui to report.

Shen and Qiu didn't want to eavesdrop, so they slowed down and distanced themselves from Yi Sheng and the others.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly started ringing, Shen Heqiu was startled, took out the mobile phone to see who was calling early in the morning.

The word "rich" flashed on the phone screen.

Shen Heqiu himself sent a message to Zhao Qian last night.

He picked it up a little nervously, and Zhao Qian's bluffing voice came from the opposite side: "Last night, I ran up to send me a WeChat message in the middle of the night. Are you sure you are awake?"

These words were a bit eccentric, but Shen Heqiu felt Zhao Qian's nervousness inexplicably from Zhao Qian's slightly rapid breathing.

"Ah."

Zhao Qian: "Are you sure?"

Listening to Zhao Qian's trembling voice, Shen Heqiu pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Fugui."

"I want to try."

Zhao Qian was silent for a while, and said, "Do you want to try?"

"Ah."

Zhao Qian pinched his cell phone with complicated emotions.

When Yihua Entertainment was still optimistic about Shen Heqiu, Shen Heqiu tried countless times in a day in the recording studio, but couldn't sing to others.

But what Zhao Qian heard was Shen Heqiu's light but smooth singing at night when only Shen Heqiu was left in the recording studio.

At that time, he knew that Shen and Qiu were not completely unable to sing, but they could not sing in front of others.

But this is the deadliest thing for an entertainer and singer.

Zhao Qian couldn't help Shen Heqiu, and he tried his best, but he was still unable to bring Shen Heqiu out of the nightmare of the concert, and he couldn't torture him.

But why did Shen and Qiu suddenly want to try again?

A few failures before that were enough to break a person's self-confidence, let alone Shen Heqiu who was already a bit timid and shy.

For Shen and Qiu, this was a catastrophe.

Zhao Qian didn't think that Shen Heqiu said the phrase "try" because he suddenly thought about it.

He can basically guess that this is absolutely inseparable from that Yi.

Zhao Qian still did not give up and asked: "Who do you want to sing for?"

Shen Heqiu raised his head, looking at the tall and straight back of the man not far away.

Yi Sheng was lowering his head slightly, listening to Assistant Cheng's report, his profile was tough, and the not-too-hot sun in the early summer morning reflected on his face, making him look gentle and sensational in warmth.

Shen Heqiu bent his eyes a little, and the words he said also brought a touch of tenderness that he couldn't detect: "I want to sing for Mr. Yi."

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