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The next day at around [-]:[-] p.m., when Xu Xiangwei arrived home, the mother of the Chu family was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and the uncle of the Chu family was helping. The living room was very quiet. It seemed that Chu Ning should be in his room. Upstairs, in Chuning's room, Liu Peng's white shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was holding a towel to wipe the wet hair of Chuning who was sitting on the bed.

"how are you today?"

"It's not bad. During breakfast, he took the initiative to take the steamed stuffed bun that Chu's mother gave him."

"Well, I'll come."

He took the towel handed over by Liu Peng, stood opposite Chuning, and carefully wiped Chuning's soft black hair. The hair seemed to be long, and the bangs on the forehead were wet and sticky, with water droplets rolling along. dripping onto the drooping eyelashes.

"It's just in time for you to come back. Cut his nails. Zhang Rui was here before. Now Zhang Rui is not here. The eyes of the two old people are not good. I really don't want to cut his nails."

"Ah."

"I'm going downstairs first."

"Um"

After Liu Peng left, only Chu Ning and Xu Xiangwei were left in the room. When the hair stopped dripping, Xu Xiangwei took the hair dryer that Liu Peng had plugged in earlier by the bedside, turned it on to warm air, and caressed gently while shaking Looking at Chuning's soft hair.

After blowing until his hair was slightly damp, Xu Xiangwei turned off the hair dryer. Chu Ning, who was blown by the hot wind and turned over by Xu Xiangwei as if stroking his hair, blinked his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep. The hot air from the hair dryer After a pause, he opened his somewhat confused eyes again, and looked up at Xu Xiangwei standing in front of him, his eyes were tender and painful.

He took the pillow and propped it up against the head of the bed.

"If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while. I'll cut your nails. After dinner is ready, your mother will come up and call us."

Chu Ning didn't speak, just followed Xu Xiangwei's hand, moved his butt backwards, and raised his legs to get on the bed. Xu Xiangwei put a blanket on his stomach, sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, and put one of Chu Ning's feet on his On her legs, with her back bent, she carefully trimmed Chuning's nails.

It was the first time in more than 20 years that he served and took care of someone so carefully, holding the other person's feet in his arms, lowering his head carefully for fear that his jerkyness would hurt the other person, Xu Xiangwei, his heart was warm after a day of exhaustion.

Liu Peng said that he had never cut nails for others, so he pushed the job to Xu Xiangwei, and Xu Xiangwei didn't, let alone cutting nails for others, he did it all in the pedicure shop.

But when Liu Peng asked him to cut Chuning's nails, Xu Xiangwei agreed so naturally. He didn't feel anything, but when Xu Xiangwei agreed to Liu Peng's words, Liu Peng was I froze for a moment without noticing.

Such a young master who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth and a golden bowl of rice, unexpectedly had a day when he hugged other people's feet carefully.

On Chuning's calf near the ankle, there were a few thin strangle marks, the kind of scars that were trapped in the skin and were not complete.

In Depration, the wounds left by Chuning during those self-defeating days could have been removed by a skin correction doctor, but he didn't do it, so he just kept it, not too obvious white, flat circles It landed irregularly on the calves above the ankles of both feet. After coming out of Depration, during the days with Mr. Zhu, many men joked that a few bells should be embedded in place, like anklets. .

That injury was strangled by a customer with a thin wire when Chuning was on stage. That person had a bit of a SM habit. When he did it, he always liked the kind of heart-piercing things called by boys. It's a pity that Chuning was at that time It's crazy, no matter how much you are tossed about, as long as he doesn't want to speak, even if his bones are shaved, don't even think about him moaning.

After being tossed for two days and one night, even if someone stuffed the egg dipped in chili sauce into the back, he could still bite his mouth and didn't make a sound, the pain in his body was like a fire. Broken nerves, his lips were bitten by himself, unable to hold on, when he fell face down on the mattress, the blood from the wound on his lips that was bitten by himself stained his cheek red.

Chu Ning's stubbornness and stubbornness made the man addicted to the game, and he recruited his subordinates, who brought over a very thin wire, handcuffed Chuning on his back to the head of the bed, and casually fished out a stick from his body stuffed with vibrating eggs. The rubbing stick went in, and seeing Chuning's frown from the pain, he hugged his thin white leg with a smile, wrapped the wire in circles, and then slowly tightened it.

[I just handed in the manuscript, and I haven't had time to type it all the time, so I just put it up a little bit to say hello, I'll catch up on sleep first, and start typing when I wake up]