High Leng Xueba is a coquettish monster

The meal didn't last long, and the reason was that Lu Qing felt more and more that the atmosphere between the two of them had become more charming. The table seemed to be isolated from the world, and he almost sank into the confinement of Qi Ran's legs.

So he saw the opportunity, stood up the moment his feet touched the ground again, and ran to the cashier without saying a word.

Accidentally touched the table.

Qi Ran also stood up, took the list on the table, and followed behind him unhurriedly.

The young man standing in front of the cashier obviously realized that he forgot something, Qi Ran walked up to him, handed the bill to the cashier naturally, and paid directly.

After finishing this series of actions, he turned around and grabbed Lu Qing's shoulders and led him out of the hot pot restaurant.

"That money—" Lu Qing's questioning voice sounded.

"Yeah." Qi Ran clenched his hands a little, trying to block the cold wind, "Just forward me on WeChat."

Without waiting for Lu Qing's answer, he quickly stuffed the person into the car, turned around and sat in the driver's seat.

The car drove towards the hospital smoothly, because it was still early when they finished their meal, Lu Qing was worried that Lu Shilin hadn't eaten dinner, so he bought a portion of noodles next to the hospital.

Lu Qing was about to take Qi Ran to the familiar ward, but Qi Ran gently took him by the arm and led him in another direction.

"I changed your father to a better ward." Qi Ran explained while moving forward.

Upon hearing this, Lu Qing remembered what Qi Ran told him before going to bed yesterday, that he would ask someone to change places for Lu Shilin, but he didn't expect that Qi Ran would move so fast.

They came to a separate ward.

Qi Ran stopped at the door and let go of Lu Qing's arm.

Lu Qing didn't speak, but looked at Qi Ran with a hesitant expression on his face.

Looking at him like this, Qi Ran knew that the kid wanted to watch Lu Shilin by himself, and without thinking too much, he rubbed his hair and said softly, "I'll wait for you outside."

Lu Qing nodded, slightly bent his mouth at him, opened the door and walked in.

He closed the door, Qi Ran was isolated from the outside, and the surroundings were suddenly replaced by an uncomfortable atmosphere.

No matter how clean and tidy the single ward is, he will be surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness whenever he gets close to something about Lu Shilin.

Lu Qing walked in and looked at the bed, but there was no one there. He felt a little strange, put the noodles he bought on the bedside table, and looked up at the door.

There was the sound of the toilet door handle being turned.

Lu Qing looked towards the toilet door, and Lu Shilin was walking out while holding onto the wall. He was wearing a hospital gown, one leg was in a plaster cast, and his eyes were a little blurred.

He was holding a bottle of white wine that was almost finished, and he stumbled onto the bed.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qing was astonished immediately, and before he could think about the reason, he strode forward and snatched the wine bottle from Lu Shilin's hand.

"Dad!" Lu Qing's voice trembled, "You, where did you get the wine?"

Lu Shilin froze for a moment, as if he finally realized that there was another person in the ward, he slowly raised his head, stared at Lu Qing with blank eyes, and slowly focused.

"Huh?" He laughed, "Xiao Qing!"

Lu Shilin pointed to the white wine in his hand, and beckoned again: "Come, come, accompany me, have a drink with me."

Lu Qing ignored him, with a cold face, and slowly put the wine bottle on the bedside table.

Seeing his resistance, Lu Shilin was not angry. Instead, he threw himself into the soft white quilt and pinched it with his hands.

"You made this room." Lu Shilin asked.

Lu Qing looked at Lu Shilin with icy eyes, and remained silent.

Lu Shilin laughed "hehe" twice, and continued: "I said that Ben was lying on the bed well today, and suddenly the nurse came to me and told me to change the place. I thought I was going to do something, but I didn't expect that Home, unexpectedly changed to such a good place.”

Lu Shilin pointed around while talking: "I, my son can do it, he is so rich, return, return me to such a good ward."

"……not me."

"Ah?" Lu Shilin asked reflexively, "Then, who is that?"

He looked at Lu Qing's cold face and thought for a while, then said, "Yes, is that the bar owner?"

Lu Qing was silent again.

Lu Shilin, who was sitting on the bed, turned red for a moment, and struggled to stand up, but fell down on the hospital bed again because of his inconvenient legs and feet.

He could only stretch out his index finger, and the breath he exhaled was slightly alcoholic, "I'm not saying don't hang out with him, I told you that he's nothing—"

"Does it matter who it is?"

Lu Qing's clear voice sounded without any warmth.

"certainly--"

"Dad." Lu Qing interrupted Lu Shilin's desire to continue his defense, and frowned, "I brought you here to get better treatment, but you actually drink alcohol?"

With a little disbelief.

"Do you know you?" Lu Qing seemed to be unable to continue, "You..."

"What am I?" Lu Shilin asked, his eyes regained a little clarity.

"Didn't I just break my leg and get cancer again!" He yelled, "What's wrong? Can't drink wine anymore?!"

Lu Shilin yelled, and in just a few minutes, the joy in his eyes due to the new ward was replaced by faint anger.

He jumped, as if extremely upset. Lu Qing brought up his illness again. In his heart, he couldn't accept himself who was seriously ill, and he was still fantasizing about living in the way he used to.

That is to drink, to numb the senses with alcohol, to temporarily escape the pain caused by treatment.

But Lu Qing looked at Lu Shilin, his eyes were clear and bright, and Lu Shilin's awkward expression and constantly erratic expression were transmitted to his eyes.

He raised a mocking mouth in his heart, and said slowly but clearly: "If you want to live."

In an instant, the smell in the ward was overwhelming.

The redness in Lu Shilin's eyes had already spread all over his face, and the fat on his face was distorted, and he said ferociously: "... Lu Qing, what nonsense are you talking about, you came here to quarrel with your father?"

He dragged his body and moved a little towards the direction where Lu Qing was standing,

"If you want to live..." Lu Shilin repeated in a daze, his expression getting more and more ugly, "You, you want your father to die?"

He roared angrily: "I've raised you for nothing for so many fucking years. You, you are as cruel as your mother. You eat my stuff and live in mine. In the end, one or two are looking forward to my death!"

Lu Shilin's voice was too loud, as if the whole ward was shaking.

Outside the door, Qi Ran, who was sitting on a chair in the aisle, had already clenched his fists tightly.

In the ward, Lu Qing's brows and eyes were indifferent and there was a hint of sadness. He lowered his eyes and said, "No."

It's a completely different calmness from Lu Shilin.

Lu Qing looked at the white floor, took a few deep breaths, and explained calmly: "I didn't come to quarrel with you. You like the noodles I brought. I didn't want you to die..."

He looked up and looked at Lu Shilin with helplessness, indifference, and sadness in his eyes.

"Dad, you are already in the late stage," he said with some difficulty, "If you still want to get well, please cooperate with the treatment."

As he spoke, he snatched the wine bottle from Lu Shilin's hand, opened the door and walked out without looking back.

The door slammed shut, blocking Lu Shilin's roar.

Lu Qing was still holding the doorknob, his fingertips turned white, his head was lowered deeply, and his bangs were hanging down on his forehead, which completely blocked his expression.

He was immersed in his emotions, but he didn't realize that Qi Ran beside him had already stood up from his seat.

Until Qi Ran lightly stroked his hair.

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head, and bumped into Qi Ran's gentle and smiling eyes.

He watched and blinked, but suddenly felt a bit sore on the tip of his nose, which made him feel uncomfortable to breathe.

Qi Ran slowly touched Lu Qing's hair, and opened his mouth to say something.

"I," Lu Qing hurriedly said, "I'm fine."

He tried his best to suppress the grievances that constantly surfaced in his heart, and smiled at Qi Ran, but it looked like a wry smile no matter how you looked at it.

The smile in Qi Ran's eyes receded a bit, and he looked down at the bottle of wine that Lu Qing was holding in his hand.

"Let's go." Lu Qing avoided Qi Ran's touching hand, and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes to walk out of the hospital.

Qi Ran didn't reply, followed Lu Qing's pace, and was dragged out by him.

The night outside the hospital was dark and the cold wind was constant. Few people passed by the entrance of the inpatient department. Lu Qing walked more and more slowly uncontrollably. The cold wind blew into his heart, making his hand holding the corner of Qi Ran's clothes tremble slightly.

He let go of his hand, but was immediately grabbed by Qi Ran.

Spread the warmth into the palm of your hand.

Qi Ran didn't look at his face, and took advantage of his inattention to take the wine bottle in his hand, took him by the hand and threw the wine into the trash can, and then grabbed Lu Qing tightly and walked towards the car.

The speed is a bit fast, as if in a hurry.

Lu Qing didn't struggle either, and was led to a trot by Qi Ran.

"Go in." Qi Ran said.

Lu Qing stared blankly at the back seat of the car, just about to turn his head and ask, "Why is it the back?" Qi Ran wrapped his arms around his waist and protected his head with the other hand, and pushed him into the back seat of the car.

Then he quickly sat in and pushed him to the other side of the car, and the next moment he was covered.

The back seat of the car was narrow, Qi Ranxu lay on Lu Qing's body, their eyes met within a few fingers, and the pain in Qi Ran's eyes fell directly into Lu Qing's.

"Lu Qing," Qi Ran called him softly, "You are not happy."

Lu Qing was stunned, and the sourness that had been suppressed for a moment suddenly burst out uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" Qi Ran continued to ask him in a gentle voice, "Didn't you feel good at dinner tonight?"

"Why are your eyebrows furrowed?" As he spoke, he put his hand on Lu Qing's brow.

Ask knowingly.

Lu Qing thought, how could Qi Ran not know why he was unhappy?Why are you frowning?

He just wanted to say it himself.

But even though he knew it in his heart, waves of grievances continued to rush out, making his eyes feel a little moist.

He closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously.

Qi Ran sighed slightly, and said the words with helplessness.

"Lu Qing, have you forgotten what I told you last night?" Qi Ran was very patient, "I said before, lovers can't hide or lie to each other, right?"

He held Lu Qing's face with both hands, and the wetness in the slits of his eyes couldn't escape his eyes.

"Open your eyes and look at me, okay?" Qi Ran coaxed by blowing on Lu Qing's eyes.

"Why are your eyelashes wet?" Qi Ran let out a chuckle, pretending to be puzzled and said, "The nose is also red, oops, why is the mouth deflated? Let me see, why is the forehead so hot..."

The world is pitch black, and Qi Ran surrounds him tightly with his laughing voice.

stop, stop talking...

Lu Qing heard what he said in his heart, and opened his eyes in a "swipe" in the next second.

Tears are like turning on the faucet, falling down the cheeks drop by drop.

"I..." He couldn't continue.

Qi Ran laughed even bigger, and raised his hand to wipe away Lu Qing's tears.

"Be good," he murmured into Lu Qing's ear, "don't cry."

But the tears seemed to be bursting, and they couldn't stop no matter how hard they tried, Qi Ran kissed his ear, and when he was about to raise his head to look at his face, Lu Qing firmly held him down.

Lu Qing buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, and gently pushed his body up, Qi Ran got up along with him, and the two of them switched positions.

The limp boy put his whole body weight on Qi Ran, hugged his neck, and tried his best to get his face into his clothes, as if he was trembling, he could hear the choking sound he tried his best to suppress.

Qi Ran's heart felt hot for a moment, and he hugged Lu Qing's waist, making people stick to him more tightly.

He didn't know much about how to coax a crying child, so he could only repeat "obediently", "baby" and "stop crying", while patting Lu Qing on the back.

After hugging like this for a while, the choking sound of the person in his arms seemed to be a little softer, and then the voice was so soft that it was almost like a baby cat's coquettish voice: "Brother Ran."

He paused while patting his back, and asked him, "Huh? What's the matter?"

"I," the boy raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of red eyes, with tears still sticking to his long eyelashes.

He hummed: "I, I want to drink milk tea."

The milk tea was very sweet and warm, and he felt that the only thing he could think of at this moment, other than the temperature of the fire, was the milk tea not long ago.

Qi Ran leaned against the back of his seat in a daze, and it didn't take long for him to react.

With a smile on his face, he lowered his head and kissed Lu Qing's eyelashes, and said vaguely, "Although you can't drink too much milk tea, let's make an exception today."

The author has something to say: It is actually very simple to make children happy:

一杯全糖奶茶+燃哥就够了。感谢在2021-04-2110:08:20~2021-04-2211:37:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Heqiguang Tongqichen; 2 bottles of Xianbeibei;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!