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

Shen Heng wanted to pull his hand out of Jiang Zhiyu's palm, as long as he moved twice, Jiang Zhiyu would hold him tighter.

"Let go." His beautiful eyes became clearer after being washed by tears, but when he raised his eyes to look at people, the desperation and sadness in them could make people love and feel distressed.

"I won't let go." Shen Heng didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiyu was extremely anxious, but he was afraid that his anxious tone would scare him, so he could only stubbornly hold the hand of the person in front of him.

"Shen Heng, can we sit down and have a good talk? Communication is the best way to solve problems. I know you feel wronged and sad, you can tell them all, if you want to beat me or scold me, I'm here to do whatever you want, you let me be here It’s okay to kneel here for you all night, and it won’t be so sad to say your grievances, don’t hold back, it’s not good for your health.”

Shen Heng didn't speak, but just stared straight at Jiang Zhiyu with those beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to see some flaws in his face, and wanted to see if what he said was true or false.

But whether it's true or not, he can't tell now, suffocation-like pain and soreness wrapped around his chest continuously, Shen Heng's body swayed and almost fell down.

The last time this happened was when Yu Xiao went to the law firm to look for him. After he returned home, he was reprimanded by Jiang Zhiyu who turned into a rage. The trance was caused by excessive despair.

Jiang Zhiyu's face was startled, he quickly supported Shen Heng's body, and put the weight of his body close to his arms.Shen Heng felt sick, and stretched out his hand to struggle, Jiang Zhiyu simply bent down and picked him up, then put him on the bed.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Jiang Zhiyu frowned and asked carefully.

Shen Heng turned his head to one side, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Is it hypoglycemia?" Jiang Zhiyu looked at the time, and it was already afternoon.

The two of them only had some breakfast, it didn't matter if he didn't eat a meal, but Shen Heng couldn't.Jiang Zhiyu took a big white rabbit from the bedside cabinet and stuffed it into Shen Heng's mouth. After watching him swallow it, he pulled the blanket to cover him, and hurried downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Fortunately, Su Yuehua's lunch was still there, so he filled a bowl of rice, took a little of each of Shen Heng's favorite dishes, and brought it upstairs after it was hot.Shen Heng was lying on the bed, his head tilted to look at the soft veil beside the floor-to-ceiling windows with defocused eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Do you feel better after eating candy?" Jiang Zhiyu put the bowls and chopsticks on the bedside, sat beside Shen Heng and whispered softly: "I warmed up some rice, you can make do with it, what else do you want to eat? I'll have the hotel send it here now."

The toffee in Shen Heng's mouth had almost melted, and the sweet and rich milky fragrance permeated his mouth. It was obviously his favorite taste, but at this moment, it seemed as if he couldn't taste the taste, and could only feel the bitterness in his heart.

"Shen Heng, please talk to me, please." Jiang Zhiyu looked down at him, his eyes full of distress.

He didn't know why Shen Heng suddenly became like this, as if...

It seems to be back to the day when Shen Heng suddenly knew the truth and came to break up with him.It's just that at this moment, Shen Heng's whole body was filled with more despair than before, and it made him more afraid.

Before he came back just now, Shen Heng seemed to be in a good mood.They chatted in the car for a while, Shen Heng said that he was tired, and adjusted the back of the seat for him, and saw him squinting his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Shen Heng's sleeping face is very obedient, and sometimes he will unconsciously show a little dependence on him, which makes Jiang Zhiyu extremely fascinated.So even though he had already arrived at the garage just now, he was not willing to wake Shen Heng up, but just carefully looked at his pretty face, and secretly took a few photos to save for his own appreciation.

Shen Heng pursed his lips, as if he had some amusing dream, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.Seeing those two soft red lips in front of his eyes, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't hold back for a moment, leaned forward and kissed them gently.

He is greedy for Shen Heng's body, the smell of him, and everything about him.

So Jiang Zhiyu closed his eyes, extended this gentle kiss infinitely, kept going down as if fascinated, and even stretched out his hand to untie a few of Shen Heng's shirt while licking Shen Heng's small protruding Adam's apple. button.

Is Shen Heng angry at the hickeys she left on him?Jiang Zhiyu looked at Shen Heng's neck, there were at least seven or eight light and shallow marks, large and small, all of which were his masterpieces.

But even if the law firm's party was messed up by him, it was impossible for Shen Heng to be so angry. There must be another reason for this sudden outbreak.

Jiang Zhiyu touched Shen Heng's forehead, and the corner of his forehead was wet with sweat at some point, with a few strands of black hair stained on it.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk to me now, get up and have some food, don't damage your body." Jiang Zhiyu stretched out his hand to help Shen Heng up, but Shen Heng patted his hand away. Sit up, then get out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Zhiyu stopped him worriedly.

"Taking a bath." Shen Heng looked ahead, without giving him a look.

"If you look like this now, if you take a shower without eating, you will faint in it." Jiang Zhiyu stopped him, and softly comforted him: "If you want to take a bath, eat your food first, okay?"

"No appetite." Shen Heng said annoyedly: "I smell of you on my body, if I don't wash it off, I feel sick to my stomach when I see everything."

Jiang Zhiyu's arm that stopped him suddenly trembled, he stared blankly at the curve of Shen Heng's exquisite side face, but was so hurt by this sentence that he couldn't even speak for a while.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Zhiyu finally choked up after what seemed like a long time.

"That's enough, don't apologize to me anymore." Restraining the feeling of dizziness, Shen Heng quickly walked to the closet and took a set of clothes, and then rushed into the bathroom.

Jiang Zhiyu was still a little dazed with his movements, and Shen Heng's sentence kept circling in his mind: "I smell of you on my body, if I don't wash it off, I will feel sick to my stomach when I see everything."

These words were different from any words that Shen Heng had scolded or ridiculed him in the past, and it made Jiang Zhiyu feel cold and windy all over his body in midsummer.

It was as if I had worked so hard for so long, and some of the joy and happiness I got in it were all gone.And his own efforts, in the eyes of Shen Heng, are just a joke, and even make him hate himself even more.

Could it be that the peace and warmth that had been painstakingly maintained would be so hopeless when it was broken?

Jiang Zhiyu tightly grasped the quilt beside him, trying to ease the pain in his chest that was almost surging.

Was Shen Heng in the same mood back then?

He only felt that he had done something wrong, that he should repent, apologize, and hold Shen Heng in his hands.He tried to put himself in Shen Heng's shoes, but after all, he didn't experience it himself, so how could he know how painful it was!

He pursued Shen Heng hard for two years, but Shen Heng loved him sincerely for four years!How did Shen Heng get through it, and how did he calmly face his violent harassment again and again after the breakup?

And what kind of mood did you have when you promised to return to yourself after being threatened by yourself?

The more Jiang Zhiyu thought about it, the more desperate he felt. He controlled the involuntary trembling of his body, took several deep breaths, and finally stabilized a little.

Shen Heng had been in the bathroom for a while. He was afraid that Shen Heng would faint if he was bored for a long time, and he was also afraid that Shen Heng would be stimulated if he went in hastily, so he could only knock on the door carefully: "Shen Heng? Have you finished washing?"

No one in the room responded.

Jiang Zhiyu was a little nervous, and he knocked on the door a little harder: "Shen Heng? Listen to me, I'm worried about you."

Still ignored.

Jiang Zhiyu couldn't wait any longer, so he reached out and unlocked the door and rushed in.

Shen Heng was lying in the bathtub, his body was soaked in the water, and the white steam of water mist was bubbling around him. He tilted his head, not sure if he fell asleep or passed out.

Jiang Zhiyu was so frightened that his scalp went numb, he hurriedly picked him up and wrapped him in a big bath towel, and wanted to go downstairs and drive to the hospital, but Shen Heng didn't have any clothes on, so he hurriedly found some clothes and pants to put on him , because of nervousness and panic, his hands were shaking all the time.

He hugged the person in his arms again, Shen Heng suddenly moved his head, opened a pair of confused eyes and woke up.

"Shen Heng? You're awake!" Jiang Zhiyu's voice couldn't hide his excitement. He went out with someone in his arms: "You should have fainted after taking a bath just now. Don't be afraid. I'll take you to the hospital right away. You should sleep well first. I've been with you all the time."

Shen Heng didn't turn on the exhaust fan when he was taking a bath just now, and after soaking for a while, his eyes darkened and he passed out. However, the fainting from hypoglycemia only took a few minutes. Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu fed him a piece of candy before. , so he woke up fairly early.

"I'm not going to the hospital, you let me go." Shen Heng's protest seemed extremely weak.

"No, I have to go to the doctor. You have been hypoglycemic for too long. Go to the hospital to see if there is any way to improve it." Jiang Zhiyu carried him into the garage without any explanation, and stuffed him into the car.

...

"The patient is under too much mental stress, and you said that he didn't eat at noon to take a bath." The doctor wrote a few words in the notebook, and then said to Jiang Zhiyu: "There is nothing wrong with his body, just don't let him suffer any more." If you are stimulated, don't stay up late."

Jiang Zhiyu thanked the doctor politely, then turned eagerly and walked towards Shen Heng's hospital bed.

Shen Heng was still getting the infusion, his face was a little pale, he closed his eyes probably because he was too tired and slept for a while.

Jiang Zhiyu gently took his hand and rubbed it against his lips.

He reached out to unbutton Shen Heng's clothes, pulled the neckline open, and looked at the scar on Shen Heng's collarbone with complicated eyes.

In fact, he saw it when he was dressing Shen Heng before he came to the hospital, but he was too flustered at that time, he just glanced at it hastily, and he couldn't see it carefully until he put on the hospital gown for Shen Heng just now.

Not only the deep red hickey left by him today, but also several red and shocking scratches on the scar.

Shen Heng grabbed it by himself while taking a shower.

It can be seen how much effort he put in at that time. Although the skin did not break and bleed, several of the wounds were swollen directly, red and swollen, and it was very painful to look at.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Shen Heng suddenly collapsed today.

Jiang Zhiyu stared at those scratches with a gloomy expression, raised his hand, and slapped himself hard.

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