High Leng Xueba is a coquettish monster

Lu Qing still stared at Qi Ran in a daze, only to see the man took a few deep breaths quickly, then turned to him with soothing eyes, and walked towards him step by step.

He looked at Qi Ran who was getting closer, and reflexively called him: "Brother Ran."

Qi Ran smiled at him, came to stand beside him, carefully squeezed Lu Qing's fingertips, then let go immediately, turned to look at Lu Shilin who was trying to calm down on the hospital bed.

He didn't hear the previous conversation, but from the tone of Lu Qing's last sentence, he knew that the young man's mood was no longer calm.

He stood side by side with Lu Qing, staring at Lu Shilin with a pair of dark eyes, but just avoided Lu Qing's gaze.

Lu Shilin's heart almost stopped when he saw him, turned his head "swipe", and lay down looking at the ceiling.

The air pressure in the small room gradually dropped. Lu Qing couldn't help feeling frustrated when he saw Lu Shilin running away. He was just about to shake his head to get back his almost out-of-control emotions when he heard Lu Shilin's breath sound.

"Anyway, I've already said half of it, so I'll just say it in front of you," Lu Shilin said desperately, "I really can't bear the pain of this treatment, so I beg you, give it to me." A bottle of wine, stop these machines."

He was weak, but he spoke quickly and fluently.

Qi Ran thought in his heart that the voice was not good, and immediately grabbed the young man's wrist beside him, looking up at the young man's expression.

Lu Qing's head was a little lowered, his slightly long black hair covered his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the slight trembling of his body came through his wrist.

"Why..." Lu Qing's voice seemed to come out from between his teeth.

Qi Ran held the young man's wrist even tighter, and called him uncertainly: "Lu, Lu Qing?"

"Why?"

Lu Qing broke away from the hand held by Qi Ran, and slowly raised his head, his eyes were faintly red hidden under his hair.

His voice was a little unsteady, and it could be heard that the young man was trying very hard to endure: "Go to the bar if you want, and I will pick you up if you want. Now you can die if you miss?"

"Dad," Lu Qing took a step forward, but his mouth seemed to have finally turned on the switch, "I think since my mother left, really, it's more because I'm accommodating you?"

Lu Qing was a little aggrieved: "You don't know what grade I am in. Every time I go to the bar to look for you, when you are still drinking, don't I just sit by the side and wait quietly for you?"

"The money for your hospitalization, you clearly know that I can't get that much money, but you are not interested in knowing where it came from."

"If Qi Ran didn't show up," Lu Qing lost control, his expression uncontrollably tinged with sadness, and his voice became louder, "Even if I was surrounded by loan sharks, you would never care, would you?"

"Although I am your son," his voice fell into a chorus, with a tendency to shout, "but, how can you take it for granted? How can you do this?"

"Lu Qing!"

Qi Ran called him sharply. At this time, Lu Qing was almost leaning on the armrest of the hospital bed, his body was leaning forward slightly, shaking a bit. He stood behind Lu Qing, unable to see his face, but he could feel the boy's emotions up and down like a roller coaster .

He strode forward, hugged Lu Qing by the waist, and hugged him away from Lu Shilin while calling his name.

Unexpectedly, the usual soft and sticky boy was very unwilling to cooperate at this moment, he flung his hands and escaped from Qi Ran's arms, and even pushed him hard.

Qi Ran was staggered by his push, and as soon as he stood up and looked up, Lu Qing was lying on the side of the hospital bed, and there was an uncontrollable trembling voice.

"Dad, you were not like this before, even if mom leaves, you..."

Lu Shilin stared at him with chaotic eyes, Lu Qing was shocked by this gaze, and stopped abruptly, but continued after a while.

"When your mother left you at that time, do you dare to say that you were not wrong at all? When you quarreled with your mother, did you never think about your own problems?"

Lu Qing took a deep breath, trying to hold back his sour nose, he looked at Lu Shilin's face flushed with anger, and said in a deep voice: "You are just cowardly, you can't accept the fact that your mother cheated, Still fantasizing that I was doing nothing wrong."

"Mom, mother should leave people like you." He said angrily, but suddenly became uncomfortable, and his tone of voice was filled with sadness, "But, but you still have me."

"No matter how unacceptable you are, can't you live for me? Why do you have to drink all the time and end up like this?"

People who were always silent in the past erupted like a torrent.

The young man was a little emotionally broken, and when he finished speaking, he couldn't help but drag his forehead with his hands, bent his back, and wanted to wrap himself together.

Not far away, Qi Ran frowned, looking at Lu Qing with deep anxiety.

The young man bent even harder, his head almost touched the handrail, and he curled up and squatted, as if suppressing some unbearable pain.

His eyes were tightly closed, and he gritted his teeth: "What do you mean begging me to let you die? What are you talking about? When did I have this right?"

"Why are you asking me this..."

Lu Qing wanted to continue to say something, but the familiar temperature rose again on his waist. Taking advantage of the moment when his words were stuck, Qi Ran exerted strength with his arm, and dragged his other hand down on his thigh, directly half hugging and half pulling him I got it outside the ward.

Qi Ran didn't say a word during the short journey, and didn't care about Lu Shilin's muffled groans when he left the ward. He directly hugged him and sat on the chair outside the ward, and put Lu Qing on the seat next to him to stand up.

Fortunately, it is a single ward, and there are not many people going back and forth in the corridor.

He looked at the young man worriedly, and the young man also looked at him, his black hair couldn't cover his eyes, and the red eyes just rushed straight into Qi Ran's heart.

Lu Qing stared at him for a few seconds, his mouth shrunk, his eyes were instantly covered with mist, and he called out stickily: "Brother Ran." He threw himself forward, trying to get into Qi Ran's arms.

Qi Ran immediately hugged him, looked up at the person who was about to walk in from a distance, and without much thought, he pulled the person's arm and lifted Lu Qing halfway up, and quickly moved to the innermost compartment of the nearby toilet.

As soon as he entered, Lu Qing leaned softly against Qi Ran, wrapped his arms around Qi Ran's neck, pressed his face tightly against the hollow of his shoulder, and couldn't stop making whimpering sounds from his throat.

Qi Ran hurriedly put one arm around his waist to prevent him from falling, locked the door with the other hand, and sat down on the toilet seat, pulling Lu Qing's legs, allowing him to sit firmly on top of him.

He followed the boy's trembling back, and just when he was about to speak, he felt wet on his shoulder.

Qi Ran's heart softened and softened all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but feel distressed. He didn't speak again, but quietly hugged the boy, and gently stroked his head with one hand along his back.

I don't know how long I've been hugging like this, but when Qi Ran felt that his legs were a little numb, Lu Qing rubbed against him and slowly moved his face away.

Qi Ran looked forward, and saw the young man's eyes were red, his hair curled up randomly, leaving marks on his face.

His heart ached to death, and he immediately stretched out his hand to peel off the broken hair stuck to his forehead, the movements were so gentle that it was ridiculous.

"Brother Ran..." Lu Qing spoke with a strong nasal voice.

Qi Ran stopped his movements and waited patiently for his next words.

"Brother Ran," Lu Qing called him again aggrieved, "So...he didn't talk to me when he was sick, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare to. As long as he spoke, he would Will say something like today."

It's not that Lu Shilin doesn't talk to Lu Qing, but he's afraid that Qi Ran will follow him every time, because what he says will definitely make Lu Qing even more unhappy.

"He wants to die," the young man looked at Qi Ran with red eyes, "I wanted him to live so much, even though he was irresponsible and addicted to alcohol, I never wanted him to die."

He clutched the hem of Qi Ran's clothes in his hands, and his voice trembled again: "How could he do this? How could he do this?"

He buried his head down, smoked for a while, then suddenly raised his head to look at Qi Ran, and asked in a daze:

"So is it all my fault? It's because I didn't ask his opinion to keep him alive, that's why Brother Ran let him heal well, and that's why he pretended to be cooperative, and that's why he asked me today if I could Can't let him die?"

Qi Ran frowned, and instantly realized that Lu Shilin might have told Lu Qing about Qi Ran threatening him with proper treatment.

But Lu Qing didn't mean to blame him at all in his words, instead he frantically blamed himself.

He immediately held Lu Qing's clenched hands, and gently opened his fingers one by one in the palm of his hand. While pinching the soft flesh of his fingers, he said, "I'm sorry."

When Lu Qing heard Qi Ran's apology, his eyelashes trembled.

"I can't see you feeling uncomfortable because of him, so I threatened him to treat him well, and I said that if he doesn't behave well, I will do something to him." Qi Ran observed Xia Lu Qing's expression before continuing, "But I I definitely won't do it, I just don't want you to be sad because your father didn't treat well..."

"Lu Qing," Qi Ran called him, rolling the two words on the tip of his tongue countless times, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about this."

Unexpectedly, there was no surprise on Lu Qing's face, but instead he gave him a small smile.

"It's okay," Lu Qing endured his voice and rolled his eyes at him, "Brother Ran, if you hadn't threatened him, he might have died long ago."

The tears in the corners of the boy's eyes were still obvious, but he insisted on telling him with a red nose, "It's okay."

Qi Ran couldn't tell what it felt like, but looked at Lu Qing's eyes more tenderly, couldn't help but stepped forward and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, without any thought, as soft as a feather.

"Lu Qing," Qi Ran moved away a little, his voice was extremely serious, "Listen to me, it's not your fault, your father didn't want to die from the beginning, he was afraid of death but couldn't do without alcohol, that's all because of him The problem."

"If you want him to cooperate well with the treatment and not let him drink, you are helping him, and you are doing the right thing."

He squeezed Lu Qing's hand tightly and continued: "Whether Lu Shilin can live has nothing to do with you. You have no right to decide his life or death. Even if he wants to stop the machine, that's his business."

Qi Ran spoke clearly every word.

"He is very sick now, even if you agree to stop, he will die, if you don't agree to stop, he will die, it's just a matter of time, I know you don't want him to die, because no matter how bastard he is, he is still yours Dad, but here's the thing, he's not very long."

"So you don't have to put so much pressure on yourself, because whether you agree or disagree, what should come will always come."

Qi Ran evoked a smile.

"So, don't worry, let's go out together later, and then make it clear to your father, if he really can't stand the pain of treatment, let's discuss it, okay?"

The corners of his mouth curled up even more.

"Don't take all the pressure on yourself, okay?"

The boy who answered him was holding his breath and nodding.

Qi Ran looked at his face carefully, Lu Qing's eyelashes were still dripping with water, and he looked at Qi Ran tremblingly with drooping eyes, his whole face was flushed with emotion.

Qi Ran couldn't help but stepped forward again, and kissed his red eye sockets, nose tip, and lips comfortingly.

The young man responded to him gently, carefully bumped back, and after a while, he burrowed back into his neck as if uncontrollably.

Qi Ran smiled and didn't speak, just waited for him slowly, until Lu Qing's face turned pale again, and he couldn't see anything, then took him by the sleeve and led him out.

The two paused again at the door of the ward before walking in together.

I thought that Lu Shilin would lie quietly on the hospital bed, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered, he heard some difficult gasps, as if he was suppressing some unbearable pain.

Lu Qing looked on the bed and saw that Lu Shilin's face was pale, sweat was oozing from his forehead, and he was shaking irregularly.

Before he had time to be shocked, he rushed forward and yelled, "Dad!"

The author has something to say: I'm such a bad mother

I actually like Lu Lu crying, and then being comforted by Brother Ran...

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