Boss

As a doctor, Ai Ke never thinks that there is any medical basis for those old-fashioned plots that are so sad that they vomit blood in novels and dramas, but Song Xunhua actually staged this scene in front of his eyes.

He finally understood what was the belief that supported Song Xunhua.

This man has always believed that his boss will come to save him, as long as he waits, he will not die here, he will definitely come to save him and leave.

Even if he couldn't do it for a while, he still believed that his boss was working hard, so he also worked hard to survive in this difficult environment.

Such a deep love and trust has been rewarded like this.

Faith fell, pillars fell, but Song Xunhua did not fall.

He used hatred to rebuild a support for himself to live on. Using his clever mind and cunning means, he took advantage of Wang Weidong's growing obsession with him and the helpful support from all parties to seize power step by step, step by step. Wang Weidong's power was emptied, and finally Wang Weidong was chopped up with his own hands and replaced.

Aike has been watching silently.

Ai Ke was also in charge of the minced meat that was so chopped that it didn't look like a human body.

His current boss ordered him to dispose of the corpse of the former boss, and found a man of similar stature who had his head and face smashed to pieces as a substitute, and on the surface he held a grand ceremony for the substitute funeral.

His current boss, Song Xunhua, created the prosperity of Hongmen. He is still as strong and beautiful as Ai Ke saw back then. Confident and arrogant, his high spirits made him dazzling, dazzling and charming.

But Aike knew well that it was just an appearance.

This person's inner world has long since collapsed into ruins, leaving only a weed called resentment.

After knocking on the door three times, Aike pushed the door and went in without waiting for the other party's response.

"Master, do you want me to prepare a body bag or a bandage?"

Seeing Song Xunhua sitting at the foot of the bed tightly hugging Guan Rongyun, who was motionless, with a dazed expression on his face, Ai Ke thought to himself, that appearance could hardly be maintained.

The boss of the Youth Gang is a sick child, and if he keeps bleeding and hypothermia like this, he will die easily.

Ai can be a doctor, but his heart is so heartless that everyone wants to save him, especially when he accompanied Song Xunhua all the way, the scenes of how Guan Rongyun's coldness hurt Song Xunhua seriously, Song Xunhua's ignorance and suffering, Song Xunhua's desire and Desperation, Song Xunhua's tragic cry of blood, are all deeply stored in Aike's mind.

The grass of resentment planted seeds in Aike's heart at some point.

"Body bag, or bandage?"

"..." Song Xunhua didn't answer him, but looked at him with unusual helplessness.

Seeing that expression, Ai Ke really wished that Guan Rongyun would die immediately.

It's just that he didn't want to see Song Xunhua, who was almost exhausted and exhausted, even his heart died.

How can you not see the contradiction between Song Xunhua's extreme hatred and extreme love?

I'm afraid that if Guan Rongyun dies, Song Xunhua will lose the meaning of living.

Thinking of this, Aike felt a little inexplicably sour in his heart.Sighing, he walked to Song Xunhua's side, took a lot of effort to pull his hand away, pulled out the cold man who had long been unconscious from his arms, took the scissors and cut the blackened wrist Cut the rope, pulled off the thin quilt on the side bed, wrapped the wounded body, put it on his shoulders and walked out of the room.

And Song Xunhua stood up slowly like a puppet being manipulated, without saying a word, followed slowly and staggeringly.

Guan Rongyun's hands are thin and have no flesh. One of the fingers is wrapped like a hot dog with a bandage, but the fingers are long and clean, with well-proportioned knuckles. The skin of the fingers is delicate and there is no old skin or calluses. It looks like nothing. Produced by the hands of the young master Mi Chong.

What was held in those hands was a half-assembled sniper rifle, the black body of the gun formed a strong visual contrast with the white fingers that were playing with it.

The action of assembling the gun is fast and accurate. Except for the occasional "hot dog" being slightly stuck by the finger, the whole process is smooth and smooth, and the assembly is completed in two or three strokes.

"Dear Boss, can you wait to play again?" Another man sitting on the edge of the bed, with a potion in one hand and a cotton swab in the other, his two beautifully shaped eyebrows were all squeezed together at the moment.

He knew that this person was afraid of pain, so when he applied the medicine, he was as trembling as playing jiggle to the late stage. The fingers holding the cotton swab trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to breathe for fear of hurting the person in front of him.While concentrating, he had to endure the pain, the bloody wounds seemed to have opened in his own heart, the pain made his eyes dim, and he almost burst into tears.

He loves this person far more than he loves himself.

She was willing to do it back then, why is she so unwilling now?

For the first time, Song Xunhua realized that his head was probably seriously ill.

"Hongmen Zhenkai, I am willing to buy such an expensive gun."

He loaded the gun in his hand, pointed the barrel at any corner of the room, and put his eyes on the scope.

"If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools."

Just using this gun to kill that politician's reward just now is enough to make the whole Red Gate go up and down for a whole year.

"I never heard that the gang leader would go to sea to do odd jobs himself."

"Boss Guan, do you think that every gang leader is as cool and happy as you? You don't even think about all the good land and land that you Qing Gang take up, and those police hooligans also eat your sweets. There are so many brothers in our Hongmen waiting to be fed. , I’m not going to do part-time jobs, otherwise what should I do? In addition to slaughtering pigs, I’m going to go to a strip bar to dance pole dancing later... Please stop playing, please let me change my dressing quickly, don’t waste my time , so as not to be late, the owner of the bar will be upset and ask me to do this and that again.”

"You don't need to risk your life." Guan Rongyun never took his eyes off the scope, and only replied lightly to Song Xunhua's long-winded speech.

Song Xunhua was stunned, and the movements of his hands also stopped.

When he was Guan Rongyun's subordinate, he heard this sentence countless times.

He and Guan Rongyun's caution is completely different in temperament, and he will not hesitate to take risks, the more dangerous and exciting the task, the more he craves it.

In his eyes, there was nothing to fear, not even death.

At least at that age, the young man who lived carefree all day long, as long as he could talk more to the person he liked and get closer to him, he would be so happy that he would fly into the sky, and he was fearless about everything.

Protecting his boss, helping his boss, fighting for his boss, with love as the starting point, it doesn't matter even if he loses his life.

No need to risk your life.

Guan Rongyun would say that every time he came back from an injury.

Guan Rongyun would say the same every time he personally took the brothers to pick someone's territory.

Guan Rongyun said the same every time he went to fight the enemy with a knife and came back.

Every time he helped Guan Rongyun block a bullet, Guan Rongyun still said the same thing.

It sounded like disapproval, like a lesson, but Song Xunhua took it as this indifferent man's rare care for him.

It's just that after hearing this sentence again after many years, Song Xunhua felt extremely sad.

Everything is his own wishful thinking.

Be cautious, be wise and protect yourself, isn't that the philosophy of life of the boss of the Youth Gang?Most of what he said was just uttered in passing, but he took it as a special treasure in his heart. He used to think that he was really cherished a little bit.

If he cherishes my life, he will not abandon it.

The fearless and passionate youth back then was terribly hurt by that ruthless betrayal.

The blood and love in that cavity have long been filthy and corrupt in this dirty body that knows no life or death.

"You can manage it."

Bitterness filled his heart, and an inexplicable resentment suddenly arose. The cotton swab that was applying medicine to the deepest wound on his left chest increased his strength. One shot.

"Master!"

When Aike, who was guarding the door, heard gunshots coming from the room, it was okay, and immediately took out his pistol and kicked open the door of the room.

"..."

These two people are probably the two weirdest people Aike has ever seen in his life.

Who would give the weapon to the other party to play with, obviously with deep resentment?

Which person would be abused to the point of death and ask the other party to change their medicine after waking up but nothing happened?

"What? You don't know how to knock on the door? If I'm doing this or that, why don't I show you?" Song Xunhua stared at him with a murderous look, and the resentment in his heart just found a punching bag.

"...The porridge you cooked has already rolled." Aike looked embarrassed.

"You can go too."

"...Understood the leader."

Guan Rongyun on the side continued to play with the sniper rifle like an outsider, the sound of the gun just now was really wonderful, it really is a world famous gun!He wondered in his heart whether the Green Gang had enough budget to buy one too...

Ai Ke closed the door, once again confirming that he really, really hated that Green Gang boss.

If it wasn't for Guan Rongyun's terminally healed injuries and low-grade fever that never got better, Aike would really have the illusion that "this person is simply a guest at the Red Gate"...

And it's still a VIP-level VIP.

Ai Ke has never seen the boss of his family so busy. In addition to dealing with those tricky helpers, he also has to help this VIP prepare three meals a day, eat and sleep with him, wash and change dressings, from morning to early morning, he is so busy Very happy.

It is indeed happy.

Look at Song Xunhua's handsome face, when did he have such a normal smile?

In the past so many years, it's not that Song Xunhua never laughed.

In front of his brothers, he smiled openly, and in the black street activities where there were open and secret fights and intrigues, he smiled cruelly.

Even when a person is sitting there doing nothing but just staring blankly, those pale pink lips are always smiling slightly.

But Aike never felt a trace of happiness in this person's smile.

This beautiful person who has been hollowed out, even his smile is empty, like a layer of thin paper, you can draw colorful and colorful paintings on it, but as long as you tear this paper, you will find that behind it is Empty, nothing.

But ever since this distinguished guest came, whether it was hate or love, the void seemed to be filled little by little.

It’s just that no matter how much you fill in, can you guarantee that it’s not a preparation for being dug deep again?

Guan Rongyun's neither hot nor salty attitude, and Song Xunhua's undisguised expression of love and hatred, are clearly the two poles of the earth, the world is north and south, even if one pole is willing to turn into deep water, the other pole will always be cold and hard A piece of wasteland, no matter how you look at it, there is no day of intersection.

Besides, Song Xunhua, the leader of his family, can really let go of those heavy injuries?Let go of the phrase life or death?

If you can let it go, why do you come to discuss with him more and more sleep aids?

Aike understands everything about the human body, but it is difficult to understand the human heart.

He silently picked up the rice in the bowl, and occasionally raised his eyes to silently look at the two men on the other side of the table.

I can honestly say that the dishes made by the boss of his family are really delicious, but I don’t know why, every time Aike eats, he feels like he is kept out of the game and doesn’t know what to eat.

It's not just about eating, since Guan Rongyun came to this house, Ai Ke felt that his name would soon stop being Ai Ke, and call him an eyesore.

Aike, who is good at observing, finally discovered the reason.

The two men showed a high degree of similarity and tacit understanding in their daily habits, as if forming an invisible circle, keeping everyone else out of the circle.

For example, take diet as an example, both of them use thick and round chopstick tails instead of sharp and thin chopstick heads when eating.

When Song Xunhua first came here, every time Aike saw him eating with chopsticks, he often thought that there might be only one person in the world who used to eat with the tail of chopsticks.

Until a few days ago when he saw Guan Rongyun holding chopsticks with the same weirdness, Ai Ke realized that he had only seen Guan Rongyun's ruthless betrayal and Song Xunhua's pain and despair, but before, what kind of relationship did these two people have? What kind of life Kizuna lived, that was Aike's unknown past.

In addition to similar habits, they even had a strange tacit understanding in the distribution of food.

When eating preserved egg tofu, Song Xunhua pushed aside Guan Rongyun’s favorite preserved egg white, and spread the oozy egg heart on the tofu. Pile on the tofu coated with egg hearts.

One night Song Xunhua bought oyster large intestine noodle noodles and went home for supper. While eating, he piled the disgusting oysters into Guan Rongyun's bowl.

When Boss Song put the cauliflower that had been bitten off and left the cabbage heart in Boss Guan's bowl, Boss Guan ate the cauliflower heart without any expression.When Boss Guan threw the leftover ears of pizza dough onto Boss Song's plate, Boss Song also smiled and disposed of the pizza ears that looked like dogs.

What makes the cleanliness Aike even more frightening is that these two dignified gangsters can even exchange breakfast!

Eat half of the omelet for half of the rice ball, drink half of the soy milk for half of the rice milk, God knows how much each other's saliva is in the belly of these two people! ?

Seeing that the two people were using the tails of their chopsticks to precisely break down the fat and thin pork belly to get what they needed, Ai Ke grumbled and quickly stripped away the rest of the rice in the bowl, packed up the bowls and chopsticks and fled to the living room to watch TV.

It's just that I searched the whole living room for a long time but couldn't find the remote control...

Yes, he has never been able to find the remote control used by his boss, but Guan Rongyun can always dig it out from inexplicable corners.

Ai Ke, the newspaper that Guan Rongyun has read, can never find the front page, but his boss Song can easily find it.

Aike sat on the sofa looking at the ceiling dejectedly.

There is such a deep tacit understanding and so much mutual understanding in daily life, and it must be even more seamless in work.

Before Song Xunhua came to Hongmen a long time ago, Ai Ke often heard about the deeds of the leader of the Qing Gang, Qingfengtang, who made them suffer a lot from Hongmen.

Such a perfect fit...

But how did it come to such a dire situation today?

Habit is a very scary thing. When you get used to having another person to help you with the things you don’t like to eat, and get used to the fact that another person will give you the things you like to eat, how can you get used to living without another person?

In the past four years, Song Xunhua lived in pain alone, and Ai Ke saw it all.

What about the other person?

It was the first time Aike had doubts, that Guan Rongyun was probably not as simple as he imagined, just a heartless and heartless person.

After dinner, Kai Rongyun sat down on the sofa as before, with her two long legs up on the edge of the table, and watched TV endlessly throughout the night.He, Guan Rongyun, has lived for so many years since he was a child, has he ever been as idle as he is now?To live, to fill my stomach, to stand firm in that unfriendly environment, to be the leader of the Green Gang, to...

Didn't he live a busy and troubled life, and didn't he have layer after layer of calculations in his head?

Like now, my stomach is full and my head is empty, except for a few unhealed wounds on my body that are a little faintly painful, and my hands and feet are a little cold, this kind of life that is being nurtured, life has never been more leisurely than this moment.

It didn't happen in the past, and I'm afraid it will be rare in the future.

Song Xunhua took time out of his busy schedule to come back to cook, and then hurried out after eating.

Guan Rongyun knows how busy the gang leader is.

If I could, I'm afraid I'd live a happier life as a foster kid than as a gang leader.

If he could, he really hoped he wouldn't have to carry that heavy burden that made him breathless again...

If you can...

"cant."

A voice in his heart coldly dismissed those unrealistic thoughts.

No, not enough, it was his own voice, he reminded himself.

It was as if he saw certain scenes from years ago again, those scenes that turned into nightmares and kept him from sleeping peacefully for so many years.

Blood, stained with blood on his hands.

Blood spurting from the wound incessantly.

The blood that kept gushing from that person's nose.

The person's body, which was losing temperature bit by bit, remained motionless in his arms.

And what the doctor said: "This time, I'm afraid it won't work."

The hand holding the remote control trembled for no reason, Guan Rongyun put down the remote control and clenched his fists to stop the shaking of his fingers.The TV is playing a vulgar gunfight movie with a hail of guns and bullets, and the series of non-stop special effects gunshots "answer" "answer" and "answer" are noisy, and the bullets shoot into the body and make "block" "block" There was a strange muffled sound of "blocking", and the unlucky ghost who was shot yelled "Eh" or "Yahah" and fell to the ground dead.

Guan Rongyun closed his eyes.

The real gunshot is a clean and graceful sound. The moment it passes through the air, it hits the eardrum solidly and steadily. How can it be such a rough, noisy and messy noise?

The sound of bullets shooting into the human body is almost silent, but if you get close, you can hear the soft sound like a string being tapped.

It's so light that you don't have time to discover and react, and the person who was shot didn't have time to utter the strange wailing on TV, and it fell at your feet without hesitation, like a puppet with a disconnected wire.

A moment that is too light, a moment that is too heavy even to breathe and cry, only the fear of the unknown body can be carried on it.

That was the fear that Guan Rongyun couldn't shake off for the rest of his life.

When Song Xunhua returned to the house, it was already three in the middle of the night.

After taking the lotus root tea handed by Ai Ke and drinking most of it, he took off his blood-stained coat and threw it into the trash can. The arm of the blood spot, turn on the water of the faucet to the maximum and rinse it.

"Are you hurt?" Echo asked, standing outside the bathroom door.

"No, it's not my blood." After rinsing, he turned off the faucet, shook his hands and grabbed the hand towel beside him, turned around to wipe his hands and said, "A kid came to make trouble, teach him a little lesson."

"..." Ai Ke understands that the "little" friend who will find Song Boss must be not young. Seeing the blood splattered all over his body, the "little" lesson may not be just a little.

As the gang leader of the Red Gate, Song Xunhua's life and life revolve around the point of the knife and the point of the gun.

If it is possible, Aike very much hopes to be in the position closest to the gang leader like in the past, no matter in this house, at the headquarters, outside, or in any dangerous situation, so that if Boss Song has any accidents, he can Make the best rescue in the first time.

Isn't that the meaning of his existence in this gang?

He has the best medical skills, the quickest response, and the richest first-aid experience. Although Hongmen has several other backup doctors, Aike is [-]% confident that all of them together can't be as good as him alone.

But he is such a good doctor, although he can't bring the dead back to life, but how many times he helped Song Xunhua out of danger, and helped the brothers of Hongmen to survive. Guan Rongyun, who suffered from a bit of wind and cold.

Ai Ke understands Song Xunhua's desire to leave the best doctor to the most important person.

But Song Xunhua didn't understand that Aike also wanted to use the best medical skills to help the most important people, that kind of mood.

There are many complaints in his heart, but Ai Ke can't and is unwilling to refuse any request from his family's leader.

"Where's my boss?"

"The living room on the second floor."

"I knew it……"

Watching TV and falling asleep naturally, right?

This boss is lucky, he was relentless outside, half exhausted but still wanted to rush back here, the memory was so deep in his heart, seeing each other for a few hours was as uncomfortable as not seeing each other for four years.

I'm afraid that the person who watched TV and saw him falling asleep probably didn't have the slightest concern in his heart. He was worried about him rolling in the underworld full of blood and violence.

She has seen through this a long time ago, yet she is so unwilling and deeply in love with that heartless man.

Song Xunhua pulled a faint wry smile on his tired face, although it was faint but bitter, Ai Ke was speechless with a lazy and helpless coquettish attitude.

Song Xunhua didn't continue to pay attention to him, threw away the towel in his hand and walked directly to the living room on the second floor, took the remote control and turned off the TV, walked to the sofa and squatted down, just staring at Guan Rongyun in a daze Sleeping face.

Obviously trying to feed him well these days, why is his boss still so skinny?

He obviously eats and sleeps enough every day, and sleeps so much, why does his boss's face still look so tired?

There was a strange pink tinge on his pale face, and his breathing was heavy and rough. Song Xunhua sighed. He didn't need a thermometer to know that this person probably had a fever again.

He hated himself for being too aggressive, and also hated how Guan Rongyun had ruined his health in the past four years.

Ai Ke said that "frozen three feet is not a day's cold", and Guan Rongyun's broken body was definitely not caused by a day or two.

Song Xunhua really wanted to ask Guan Rongyun loudly, how good is the seat of the leader of the Green Gang?It was worth losing him, Song Xunhua, and his own health, so what was it worth?

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed off Guan Rongyun's hair hanging on his face, and wrapped the ends behind his ears. Although the movement was very light, it still slightly alarmed the sleeping person. Those two eyelashes trembled slightly, probably due to illness. As a result of poor physical strength, Boss Guan, who has always slept lightly and vigilantly, did not wake up and continued to sink in his dream.

What kind of dream was that?

As if in a dream, there was something that couldn't be solved, Guan Rongyun who was asleep closed his lips tightly and frowned slightly, as if he was enduring something, more like he was afraid of something, that expression might be about to cry in the next moment How can there be half of the usual desolation and indifference?

Such a sleeping face Song Xunhua had seen more than once.

When he was still in the Green Gang, he had seen it countless times.

He really wants to know, that kind of man who doesn't care about anything, that kind of domineering man who runs the underworld and is self-respecting, can wipe out an entire hall with one sentence, and kill those vicious hooligans with one look, and doesn't even take human life seriously What else could make him so frightened and saddened by the leader of the Green Gang who treats blood as if he stepped on the Avenue of Stars?

He wanted to know from before, he wanted to know everything about Guan Rongyun, to relieve his worries, take responsibility for him, and do everything for him, even if he was asked to find a supernatural person, and find a way to let him enter his dream to kill demons for him Demon, he, Song Xunhua, can really do anything for his boss.

But Guan Rongyun never said anything, every time he asked, the answer he got was a cold look.

That look seemed to say, you are not qualified to ask.

That look is like a watermelon knife, cut in two, is the watermelon juice dripping out or the blood from his injured heart?

Yes, boss, you let me share troubles with you, let me share glory with you, but never let me step into your heart, don't give me any special emotions, don't let me have any heart-to-heart with you, Shuiyuan doesn't put me in your heart or in your eyes.

"But why do I still like you so much..."

Song Xunhua gritted his teeth, said bitterly, and hugged the sleeping Guan Rongyun tightly in his arms... Of course, the end result was that he was immediately pinched by the neck by a strong hand, and his chest was pounded hard with an elbow crutch .

"FUCK! You eat, I live, I sleep, you can't even hug me!" Song Xunhua let go of the pain, and sat down on the marble floor tiles in the living room.

Guan Rongyun sat on the sofa with a confused face. The attack just now was a self-defense reflex developed under the pressure of assassination for many years. It took him a long time to wake up from the trance and figure out that the one sitting on the ground covered his chest with one hand and pointed at him. , the person who scolded non-stop like a shrew was Song Xunhua.

"I didn't sleep with you." Guan Rongyun, who didn't know how to respond, finally replied.

"You don't want it yourself! I still want you to sleep! Come on, come on! I don't get tired of sleeping a thousand times, sleeping on me feels like March, hurry up!"

Song Xunhua's beautiful peach blossom eyes twitched, his fresh lips carried a coquettish smile, he twisted his waist, bowed his legs, turned his body and lay on his side with his face propped up, his posture was so enchanting and charming that a man and a woman could kill The soul-stirring stunner.

"It's December now, the floor is very cold." Guan Rongyun was not killed by that stunner, and bent down calmly to find the pair of fur slippers that Song Xunhua specially bought for him under the table.

"I'm burning with lust, it's about to burn, come and dry the firewood." Song Xunhua stretched out his fingers unwillingly, twirling and twirling in the air, I don't know if it's because the movements are jerky or Boss Song is so glamorous and invincible, so vulgar His profligate behavior gave him a lovely charm.

Boss Guan glanced at him, said nothing, picked up the remote control of the air conditioner on the table, pressed the power on, put on fur slippers and walked back to the bedroom.

"...Damn! Just because you don't sleep with me doesn't mean that I don't sleep with you! You don't have to drink a toast! You can't afford to lose a flower! Guan Rongyun, please remember! Someday I fall asleep and don't complain! "

"..."

Hearing that the leader of his family was fussy first, and now he is angry again, Ai Ke was glad that he was the only gang member in this house.

Otherwise, if the other members of the gang see the virtue of Gang Leader Song, I am afraid that not only will he not be able to call half a brother in the future, but he will also have dozens of admirers.

After yelling and venting, Song Xunhua got up from the floor in disgrace, took the remote control and turned off the air conditioner.

It's cold enough to blow the air conditioner in December, but no matter how cold it is, it's not as cold as the butt that Guan Rongyun put on him just now.

He took the antipyretics from Aike, and walked towards Guan Rongyun's bedroom in a sullen way.

"Boss, take your medicine."

Walking into the bedroom, I picked up the fur slippers that had kicked one to the east and the other to the west and arranged them next to the bed, lest the person who has a bad habit of always looking for slippers will get cold feet after getting out of bed tomorrow.

"Boss?" He tentatively yelled more to prevent this guy from falling asleep and attacking people indiscriminately.

"I want to sleep."

"Go to sleep after taking the medicine. Your cold will not heal again and again. Be careful and become chronic. In short, you should get up and take antipyretics first. If you accidentally become an idiot with a fever, then I will sleep with you every day. You Hehehe giggled."

Now that he was awake, Song Xunhua was [-]% sure that this person would not attack him, and he didn't know where such confidence came from.Boldly holding the arm that sent him flying to the floor in the living room just now, she pulled Guan Rongyun to sit up from the pile of quilts.

Guan Rongyun stretched out his palm and waited for Song Xunhua to give him the medicine, with a chilly expression, obviously in a bad mood.

Song Xunhua looked at him sickly but with a cold face, he was extremely contradictory but gave birth to a hideous sexy in disguise, he couldn't help reaching out to hold Guan Rongyun's palm, and stuffed the pill into Guan Rongyun's with the other hand. Mouth.

I don't know if Ai Ke did it on purpose... This medicine is really bitter!

Guan Rongyun, who frowned every time he suffered, hadn't had time to swallow the pill, when Song Xunhua suddenly grabbed the cup, took a big sip of water, and kissed his lips.Warm water passed through Song Xunhua's mouth, diluting the bitterness in his mouth. The soft tongue carefully and slowly swept the inside of the mouth. The lotus root tea that Song Xunhua had just drank was light and sweet. Gently and gently, people don't want to leave, don't want to let go... I'm afraid that this kind of gentleness will never be found in the world.

But if you don't let go, I'm afraid you will end up with regrets in this life.

Guan Rongyun pushed Song Xunhua away, raised his hand to wipe the remaining water stains on his lips, and the fluctuations in his eyes quickly settled down.

There are two unfathomable dark ancient wells.

"Is that why you don't like it...?" Song Xunhua's voice was almost whimpering.

"..."

Turning his eyes away from seeing the sadness in those dark and bright eyeballs, Guan Rongyun shook his head, not knowing whether he meant dislike or not, but his face was pale, He said weakly, "I want to vomit."

"you……"

Watching Guan Rongyun get out of bed and rush into the bathroom, vomited into the toilet, and vomited out the whole dinner, Song Xunhua's handsome face turned black, and he felt sorry for Guan Rongyun who vomited so badly, and also felt sorry for his own initiative. The kiss was so unbearable.

It's true that he doesn't like me at all.