High Leng Xueba is a coquettish monster

In the dark night, under the dazzling white woven lights in the hospital corridor.

Lu Qing was sitting on the seat in front of the door of the emergency room. The boy was thin, with his back arched, his head low, and the broken hair on his forehead covering his whole face, making him look fragile and lonely.

Qi Ran sat next to him, leaning on the back of the chair, staring at the incandescent lamp with mosquitoes flying above his head in a daze, turning his head from time to time to look at Lu Qing's soft hair.

Something was wrong with Lu Qing from the moment Lu Shilin was pushed into the emergency room. The little friend he coaxed just now wanted to jump out of the shell and speak clearly, but immediately shrank back into the shell.

He hasn't said a word until now, the silence is terrifying, he just sits motionless on the seat, his body pressure is low.

Qi Ran faintly felt that Lu Qing was on the verge of collapse, and he didn't dare to say anything casually, but just stayed quietly by his side, silently accompanying him.

The scarlet letter on the emergency room finally went out, the door opened, and the doctor hurried out.

Qi Ran looked to the side, Lu Qing was still in the same posture, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked towards the doctor.

The doctor looked at him solemnly and shook his head slowly.

Qi Ran's legs trembled for a moment, and after talking with the doctor a few more words, he nodded, turned around and sat back beside Lu Qing again.

The boy was still the same, but Qi Ran could feel his slightly trembling shoulders.

Qi Ran tightly closed his eyes, stared at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Lu Qing's wrist, and gently pulled him to stand up.

"Go." Qi Ran's voice was hoarse, "Go home."

As he spoke, he wanted to pull people away from their seats.

But Lu Qing didn't move, obviously he didn't want to leave, the veins in his hands were bulging, and he was expressing his resistance with all his strength.

Qi Ran didn't use any more force, stared at the boy's hair for a while, sighed in his heart, squatted down in front of Lu Qing, and looked up at his face.

Lu Qing's face was still blocked by black hair, Qi Ran couldn't see clearly.

The emergency room is originally a place where life and death gather, and people are suffering with anxiety.

Qi Ran didn't care about the wandering eyes of the scattered people around him, and held Lu Qing's palm tightly from his wrist down, interlocking his fingers, his eyes looking at his face were as soft as water.

Lu Qing's hands hurt a little from being pinched by Qi Ran. When he moved his drooping hair, he heard Qi Ran's voice falling into his ears like dust:

"Come home with me first, you must be hungry so late, I'll give you noodles to eat, okay?"

Qi Ran was very patient, and the people around him went back and forth a few times. All he could see was Lu Qing, who waited deeply and gently, until the young man also clasped his fingers tightly.

Without any pause, he gently pulled the hands of the people and walked slowly outside the hospital, his fingers still clasped, Qi Ran walked in front, his eyes were like arrows about to be unsheathed, his eyes were terribly gloomy.

Along the way, few people dared to look at them.

He walked firmly step by step, brought Lu Qing to the side of the motorcycle, and then let go of his clenched hands.

The young man in front of him was still bowing his head, Qi Ran only took one look at him, then directly hugged him by the waist and put him on the back seat of the motorcycle.

The sudden lift-off finally made Lu Qing raise his head.

Qi Ran's gentle brows and eyes met his eyes like this.

He froze for a moment, Qi Ran stretched out his hands and stripped the broken hair from his forehead to the sides, touched his forehead, there were slight water stains on his forehead, Qi Ran carefully wiped it off for him.

Lu Qing's eyes flickered, and he happened to catch a glimpse of the milk tea bottle in the motorcycle bag.

He blinked, and Qi Ran asked him in a low voice: "Is it cold?"

Lu Qing turned around and finally opened his mouth, but instead of answering Qi Ran's question, he said, "I want to drink."

Qi Ran was stunned for a moment, following Lu Qing's gaze just now, he saw the whole sugar milk tea that had been cold in the bag.

He unconsciously evoked a small smile.

"It's too cold," Qi Ran thought for a while, "Why don't I go back and warm it up for you?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Qing shook his head, looked straight at him and said, his eyes seemed to say, "I want it now."

Qi Ran couldn't help it, the childish Lu Qing was too cute, although this childishness made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He took out the milk tea, held it with both hands and rubbed it, then inserted the straw and handed it to Lu Qing's mouth.

Lu Qing took a sip of milk tea.

The night wind in almost April is not too cold, but the milk tea is cold.

He put it down after taking a sip, but Qi Ran didn't take it away. He stretched out his hand to help him turn up his collar, and put the helmet on carefully before he sat in the front seat.

Just as Qi Ran was about to start it, Lu Qing brought the milk tea in front of him.

He didn't think about anything, took it and put it back into the motorcycle pocket. The next second, the boy hugged his waist tightly and put his ear on his back.

Qi Ran felt sore, rubbed Lu Qing's fingertips, and started the motorcycle.

It was only nine o'clock, and the weather wasn't very cold. Qi Ran was galloping on the city road with his motorcycle, and the whirring sound filled his mind. He didn't have time to think, he just wanted to take him home as soon as possible.

Behind him, Lu Qing hugged his arm even tighter.

Qi Ran quickly parked the car downstairs. Without stopping for a moment, he quickly took off Lu Qing's helmet, then grabbed Lu Qing's waist and carried him off the motorcycle. After taking the milk tea, he dragged him upstairs .

The speed of removing the helmet is fast, but the pace of walking is slow, adapting to the mood of the boy.

The person being pulled by him became silent again, with his head lowered, looking at the ground without looking ahead, and trembling became more and more obvious through the hands they held.

Qi Ran frowned, and led someone into the house.

He slowly pulled Lu Qing to sit on the sofa, but he squatted down in front of him again, with one hand up, trying to touch the boy's cheek hidden in the shadow.

The cheeks are cold and a little sticky.

Qi Ran frowned, and his intuition told him that Lu Qing's heart began to churn again, and he really wanted Lu Qing to throw himself into his arms like he was in the bathroom just now and say it by himself.

But he changed the subject and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Lu Qing didn't return, his whole body was gloomy.

"May I warm up the milk tea for you?" Qi Ran raised the milk tea in front of Lu Qing, "Will you drink it to warm up your body later?"

Lu Qing still didn't return, but the cheek touched by Qi Ran moved slightly.

He continued: "I'll serve you a bowl of noodles later, it's so late, you have to have dinner, you know?"

"...Do you want to add an egg to you?"

Qi Ran asked tentatively, but Lu Qing still didn't reply, the skin under his hand was shaking violently, Qi Ran's face was ugly, and after a while, he felt a sudden heat on the back of his hand.

Before he could react, Lu Qing turned his face to him, teardrops fell on his face, gathering at the joint between index finger and cheek.

The boy in front of him asked him with tears, "My father, is he dead?"

Qi Ran paused for a moment, then blurted out: "Lu Qing, listen to me—"

"Yes?" Lu Qing interrupted him, with a nasal voice, "I heard some of what the doctor said just now."

Lu Qing turned his head, his eyes unconsciously looked forward, and his whole body was extremely depressed.

"Lu Qing."

Qi Ran called Lu Qing, and was a little anxious. Just as he was about to turn Lu Qing's face to face him, he suddenly felt a strong force and pulled him directly onto the sofa, and the next moment, Lu Qing firmly pressed him down with both hands. Shoulders, knees on either side of him.

Qi Ran raised his eyes to look at the boy, but was hit by drops of water on his face.

One of the drops hit the corner of his mouth and seeped into the tip of his tongue, slightly salty and bitter.

Qi Ran's pupils were trembling and he couldn't speak, when he heard Lu Qing's collapsed voice: "Brother Ran, do you know? The moment I found out that my father died, I actually..."

"feel happy."

These four words were spoken with extreme force, as if they came out from between the teeth.

"How could this be?" Lu Qing wiped away tears with his hand, "Brother Ran, he, he is my father."

"I just told you, I told you that I never wanted him to die, but when he really died, I was, I was relieved."

Lu Qing sat up and wiped his face with his hands in turn, but he couldn't wipe it clean.

He was a little at a loss, so he put his hands on both sides of Qi Ran again, and let the tears keep streaming down.

"Do you know why I didn't talk just now? I was thinking, am I a bad boy? If it's a normal person, how can I be happy when my father is dead?"

"Even... Even if he likes to drink, he has never been serious to me, but he still helps me pay the tuition fee, and he still pays my living expenses every month. Without him, I would not be able to know Brother Ran , but I actually, when he died..."

The boy's expression was distorted, his mouth opened and closed, but he could only hear choked sobs, his whole body trembled violently, the hands he was supporting were crumbling, and finally seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and fell into Qi Ran's arms with a "slap" .

Lu Qing hid his face in his chest, biting his lips, and his muffled moans became louder and louder.

"Lu Qing?"

"Lu Qing!"

Qi Ran called him, and his chest became wet immediately.

Lu Qing didn't make a sound, Qi Ran became more and more worried, he grabbed his arm and wanted to lift Lu Qing up, but the young man tried his best to stop him from moving.

"Don't be like this," Qi Ran was very anxious, "Don't lower your head like this, look up at me."

"good."

"Look at me," Qi Ran said sternly, "Look at me!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Lu Qing's arm and pushed it up, and then turned his leg up hard. In just a moment, the two positions were adjusted up and down. Qi Ran pressed Lu Qing tightly, and he was already crying The face was just exposed in front of him.

Her face was terribly red, her eyes seemed a little swollen, her hair was covered with tears, and her cheeks were wet.

It's like being bullied by the sky.

The young man looked at him, tears were about to flow again, and his thick nasal voice mixed with a sticky ending called him: "Brother Ran..."

Qi Ran's heart softened when he called him.

"Brother Ran," Lu Qing called him that again, and said vaguely, "They are all dead, why...why don't I have what others have, did I do something wrong? Why..."

Why did Mom and Dad never really think about him?

Qi Ran didn't want to hear him continue talking like this, so he cupped his face with his hands, leaned down to cover his mouth, kissed his nose tip, eyes, and gently licked away his tears.

"Lu Qing, calm down," Qi Ran said loudly, "Lu Shilin is not worthy to be your father at all, and you have nothing wrong with it."

"You still have me," he was very serious, "You can treat me like anything, I will always be with you, always."

"Lu Qing, I don't know how to make a promise," Qi Ran's voice softened, repeating over and over again, "But I will definitely be with you, accompany you in the college entrance examination, college, and work. We will always be together, okay? good?"

Lu Qing was calmed down by Qi Ran's soft but firm voice, his expression was blank, and the sound of sniffing became quieter.

Qi Ran still looked at him tenderly.

Lu Qing stayed still for a while, and suddenly his eyelashes trembled, and in the next second, he jumped up and threw himself into Qi Ran's arms.

Qi Ran took advantage of the situation and sat up, hugging the boy's waist tightly, Lu Qing also wrapped his neck tightly around his neck, buried his face in his neck, he just wanted to lift Lu Qing up a little to make him sit more comfortably, and wept uncontrollably The sound came.

She cried very hard, choked with sobs, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered all the time.

Qi Ran stopped moving instantly, didn't speak any more, just kept patting the young man's back and gently stroking his hair.

I don't know how long it took, the originally wanton crying became quieter, Lu Qing seemed to be tired from crying, he let go of his tightly hugging arms, and lightly put them on Qi Ran's shoulders, sobbing softly.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, Qi Ran's embrace was warm and powerful, and Lu Qing felt a little drowsy.

Qi Ran could not help but smile when he felt that Lu Qing's head was nodding back and forth, and he glanced at the milk tea on the table.

It seems that the children are going to have a good meal again tonight.

He smiled helplessly, turned his head and kissed Lu Qing's hair gently and slowly.

Lu Qing's consciousness became more and more blurred, and the second before he lost consciousness, the petal-like kisses that fell on his hair were still ignited in his memory.

The author has something to say: Brother Ran has always wanted Lu Qing to eat well

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