After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

Jiang Zhiyu frowned suddenly, his face changed, he raised his hand to pull it, but Shen Heng walked very fast, and he was almost at the door of the ward in a daze.

"Shen Heng, don't leave yet." He wanted to speak softly, but his anxious voice was trembling, "Shen Heng!" Seeing that the person was about to leave, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

Shen Heng didn't intend to pay attention to him, he left the ward in a hurry, looking down at his mobile phone, wondering if there was still a bus at this time, when there was a sound of something falling on the ground behind him, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

He was startled by the dingling noise, turned around to look, and saw that Jiang Zhiyu, who was wearing a hospital gown, had arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye. Still bleeding.

"You...?" He opened his eyes wide, staring at the visitor in disbelief, his tone a little annoyed: "Why are you following me!"

"Shen Heng, can you not leave, I want to see you, today is Chinese New Year, I don't want to be alone in the hospital, can you stay with me, please, please, don't leave." Jiang Zhiyu hugged She hugged Shen Heng's waist, lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his neck.

His fever subsided in the afternoon, and now his forehead is slightly cool, with a comfortable temperature when he is close to him.

"This is a hospital, if you go crazy, don't go crazy here." Shen Heng struggled a few times and didn't let go, he was already getting annoyed: "Jiang Zhiyu, are you really crazy?"

"Yes, without you I would really be crazy, really crazy, Shen Heng." Jiang Zhiyu raised his head from the side of his neck, staring at him deeply with serious, obsessed, and stubborn eyes.

The dark pupils are affectionate and gentle, but the almost pathological madness and stubbornness contained in them startled Shen Heng. Jiang Zhiyu wrapped his arms around his waist tightly: "I love you, Shen Heng, I swear, what I said Every word is sincere, don't go, no matter where you go, I will find you and be with you."

Shen Heng and him looked at each other for a while, and the strength on his waist did not loosen at all, which made him painful.

He fully believed that Jiang Zhiyu could do what he said, but he still didn't understand what Jiang Zhiyu did all this for.

Why, why, after breaking up for so long, Jiang Zhiyu still didn't want to let him go. Is there any reason in him worthy of his stalking and unwillingness to let go.

"Let go, I really want to go home, my mother is still at home." Shen Heng looked at him blankly.

"Then I'll go back with you." Jiang Zhiyu said seriously, as if Shen Heng nodded here, and he could go through the discharge procedures immediately there.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Fortunately, the floor is deserted, and there are not many lights on at night, Shen Heng still has a little patience to talk to him: "Jiang Zhiyu, from the time we were together until now, you Do you know how much you owe me?"

Shen Heng interrupted Jiang Zhiyu's movement to speak: "Don't worry about talking, I tell you, you will never pay it back, and I don't need you to pay it back. You can go back to the capital after your injury is healed. I don't want to see you again." your turn."

Jiang Zhiyu found that he still couldn't calmly face Shen Heng's disappointed and disgusted eyes, but he still persisted in wanting to prove his sincerity: "I will use my whole life to compensate you, and I will hold you on top of my heart. If you want, I can also share the company's shares with you, and you can do whatever you want in the future, Shen Heng, I agree to all your requests, except... you can't say no to me. "

"Let go." Shen Heng's tone remained indifferent.

"You promise me not to leave now, and I will let you go." Jiang Zhiyu hugged him tightly.

"I don't like you anymore, what's the point of you doing this." Shen Heng said softly, he didn't want to waste any more words, his body was strangled and he couldn't breathe, and his mental exhaustion had almost made him feel tired crushed.

"I don't know, Shen Heng, I really don't know why I became like this." Jiang Zhiyu's tone was full of heartbreaking pain, and his voice trembled: "But I really can't live without you , Shen Heng, I also want to know why, as long as I think of the bastard things I did to you, and think of you hating me, I want to kill myself."

For him in the past, Shen Heng may be a beautiful flower that he played with casually when he was interested. When he was in a good mood, he held it in his hand and admired it for a while. When he didn't want it, he threw it in a vase and let it grow by itself off.

But this flower has unconsciously taken root in his heart, so deep that it is closely connected with the veins and flesh of the heart. He already knows how painful it is to touch it. Life.

It took him four years to injure Shen Heng completely, but he never thought that every knife cut on Shen Heng's heart was actually cut on himself a hundred times.

It's just that he didn't know it at the time, until Shen Heng left him, those wounds, those scars burst out violently and violently, torturing him into a look that he didn't even dare to recognize.

He deserved it, so he was willing to spend four years, or even 40 years, to make up for all the harm Shen Heng suffered.

The surroundings were quiet and silent, and the dim lights engulfed the two people who were tightly hugging each other. Between the interlaced lights, it seemed that there was an invisible undercurrent surging secretly between them.

"Go back to the ward, I'm tired." Shen Heng and him looked at each other for a while, and finally spoke.

"Then you, you want to go back with me." Jiang Zhiyu looked at him hesitantly.

"Yes." Shen Heng closed his eyes and agreed softly.

Jiang Zhiyu's expression finally showed a little smile, he let go of Shen Heng's arm, and stretched out his hand to pull him.

Just now he pulled out the infusion needle in his hand in a hurry, and a lot of blood flowed from the back of his hand. Now it's almost dry, and the dark red bloodstains winding on the back of his hand look particularly ferocious.

He changed his clean hand to hold Shen Heng, but Shen Heng gently sideways dodged it. Jiang Zhiyu's eyes flashed disappointment, but he didn't say anything, and turned to open the door.

The hospital gown on Jiang Zhiyu's body was white with blue patterns, so when Shen Heng saw some weird red spots on his back, he thought it was a mistake.

He frowned and took a closer look, and found that the red spots were expanding. It was obvious that the wound on his back was bleeding again, and it was stained, but Jiang Zhiyu didn't seem to feel anything, and he opened the door for him in front. Then he stood aside and turned his gaze to Shen Heng, wanting him to go in first.

Shen Heng understood what he meant, and knew that if he didn't go in now, Jiang Zhiyu might have to torment him again, so he didn't say anything, went into the room, went to the bedside and rang the nurse's bell.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhiyu asked him.

"Your back is bleeding." Shen Heng said lightly, "Can't you feel the pain yourself?"

Jiang Zhiyu was slightly stunned, and then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt when you are here."

In fact, how could it not be painful? When he just jumped out of the bed, the splitting pain in his back made his whole body numb, and immediately felt some warm liquid slowly oozing out.But at that time, he was not in the mood to care about whether he shattered the wound again, as long as he could keep Shen Heng, he would be willing to let him take a few more whips.

Shen Heng didn't bother to care about him, and the nurse came not long after he rang the bell, and frowned when he saw the blood on Jiang Zhiyu's back, sighed and told him not to make any big moves, otherwise the wound would only get worse. It's getting serious.

By the time the dressing was changed and the bandage was wrapped again, and Jiang Zhiyu changed into a set of clean clothes again, it was almost late at night.

The room Jiang Zhiyu lived in was a single ward, and there was an accompanying bed besides the hospital bed. When Jiang Zhiyu was infusion, Shen Heng sat on the accompanying bed and watched his mobile phone.

During this period, there was a fiery gaze fixed on his face in front of him. Naturally, Shen Heng knew that it was Jiang Zhiyu who had been looking at him. He thought this gaze was disturbing, so he simply turned around and avoided it.

Because it was Chinese New Year, he received a lot of congratulatory text messages today, some were from friends in the law firm, and some were from his better classmates in college. He replied one by one, with an unconscious expression on his face. I smiled a little.

"Shen Heng." Jiang Zhiyu called him softly.

Shen Heng turned his head and glanced at him: "?"

"My back hurts, can you help me see if I'm bleeding again?" Jiang Zhiyu said seriously.

Shen Heng glanced at him suspiciously, but Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were sincere and his expression was the same, so he got out of bed and walked to Jiang Zhiyu's bedside to take a look.

Jiang Zhiyu was originally lying on his side, but when he saw Shen Heng coming over, he was very happy and began to take off his clothes consciously. He just finished undoing the two buttons on the top and when he wanted to go down, he was stopped by Shen Heng :"what are you doing?"

Although this is a single ward with sufficient heating, he didn't feel that he had to take off his clothes just to see a wound.

"Take off your clothes." Jiang Zhiyu replied confidently.

"No need." Shen Heng walked behind Jiang Zhiyu, knelt on one leg beside the bed, bent down and lifted up the hem of the hospital gown, the snow-white bandages were intertwined around the muscular and beautiful back, and there was no bleeding Sign, he said briefly: "Not broken."

He was also there when the nurse was changing the dressing just now. He had been seeing Jiang Zhiyu's wounds through his clothes all the time. He didn't know the severity of Jiang Zhiyu's injuries until he really faced those shocking and criss-crossing wounds.

"It really hurts." Jiang Zhiyu turned his face away, and looked at Shen Heng without blinking.

"Then I'll call the doctor over."

"No need," Jiang Zhiyu held his hand, Shen Heng had already guessed that he was acting miserable, so he didn't speak, just looked down at him from top to bottom.

Jiang Zhiyu was stared at by his cool eyes for a long time, and his heart was a little hairy. He couldn't understand Shen Heng many times now, and it can be said that he hadn't understood it from the beginning to the end.

So he could only stick to Shen Heng cheekily, and he succeeded twice, he felt that this method was quite feasible.

"It's late, go to bed early." Jiang Zhiyu gestured to him for the vacant seat beside him, and blinked shyly: "The bed is warmed up for you."

Shen Heng felt that he was baffled, and he shook off Jiang Zhiyu's hand, "I stay here just because I am afraid that you will disturb my family again, so don't push yourself too far."

He was indeed very tired, and when he returned to sit next to the companion bed, he was blown drowsy by the warm wind not long after.

Shen Heng was a bit of a clean freak, although the bed sheets and quilt covers in the hospital were changed every day, he only took off the outermost coat and lay down on the bed.

He shrank his body and turned his back to Jiang Zhiyu, watching with a heavy heart the two fabric curtains swaying gently in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes after a while, breathing shallowly.

Because he was tired, he slept very deeply this time. When he woke up the next morning, the sky was already bright, but the curtains were still closed tightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a large dark blue hue with light shining through.

He moved his body slightly, and felt the warm breath coming from the back of his neck, and the familiar touch of his arms wrapped around his chest.

Seeing him move, Jiang Zhiyu kissed his earlobe from behind: "You're awake, good morning."

Shen Heng was only a little surprised by his behavior, and it was no surprise at all.

He quickly sat up from the bed and looked around.

This bed is for one person, and it is just right for one person to sleep on. I don’t know how Jiang Zhiyu squeezed it up last night, with half of his body exposed. As long as Shen Heng gently pushes him, he can immediately fall on his back. on the ground.

He didn't say anything, and got out of bed to wash up.

Jiang Zhiyu stayed in the hospital for two weeks. When he was discharged from the hospital, Shen Heng had already started to pack his luggage back to the capital.

I thought I could spend a safe vacation, but I didn't expect to spend the whole year in the hospital.

When Jiang Zhiyu was discharged from the hospital, the injuries on his body had almost healed, and they were all flesh wounds. As long as he didn't continue to tear repeatedly, he would be able to fully recover soon.

Shen Heng put clothes in the suitcase at home, Su Yuehua took the dog in and out of the kitchen and his bedroom.

"Xiaoheng, do you want to bring some dry goods to eat?"

"Do you want drunk crabs? There shouldn't be any at your place of work, right?"

"It's okay to bring some fruit with you. You can eat some if you're hungry on the plane. Can I wash some oranges, apples, and grapes for you?"

"No need, mom, there will be food on the plane, I won't be hungry." Shen Heng looked at her and smiled: "And I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, so you can stay at home and eat, I won't take it with you."

Su Yuehua sighed, but didn't move any more, just leaned against the door of the room, looked at Shen Heng's back and sighed softly: "This year's Chinese New Year, mom didn't see you much."

The expression on Shen Heng's face froze for two seconds, and then he smiled at her: "When I stabilize over there, I will take you over there."

"Really?" Su Yuehua's eyes widened.

Shen Heng smiled and nodded: "Of course it's true."

The puppy knocked over something in the living room, and there was a thud, followed by a tragic howling of the milk dog.

Su Yuehua hurriedly went out to have a look, and found that its head hit the flowerpot, she hugged it up and muttered to her angrily and amusingly, while she was rubbing the puppy's head, there was a polite knock on the door .

She walked over to the door with the dog in her arms.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Zhiyu, who had regained his vigor and was dressed in a clean and tidy manner, was standing at the door.With a faint smile on his face, he looked tall and handsome, with countless gift boxes and paper bags in his hands, and he was completely different from the decadent state he saw at the door before.