I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

"You think clearly." Qiao Bai looked at the boy on the bed who was reading with his eyes hanging down for a long time before he looked away. He picked up a prawn and looked at it several times, as if he was looking at something through the round hole bent by the prawn. , Laughed bitterly for a long time, muttered to himself, the voice was so low that only he could hear, "No wonder you are the hero."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I'm almost finished eating this shrimp, do you want to eat it or not?!"

"Eat it yourself."

"cut."

……

Never think that your thoughts are the other party's thoughts, and don't do things that hurt the other party in the name of being good to the other party.The only thing you need to do is wait until you are unsure about the other person's attitude.

Wen Heng stretched his waist and looked out the window, squinting his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

It's like being able to predict what will happen in the future.The sun, which was still glowing just now, was tightly wrapped by dark clouds at this moment, making people feel a little breathless just looking at it.

The mother and son who had just got into the car, the phone rang almost at the same time, they looked at each other, the car started, and disappeared in front of the hospital with a tail flick.

"How is the situation now?" Qu Mubai hurried to the front of the operating room, panting heavily, looking at the operating room with worried eyes.

"I don't know yet, sudden cerebral hemorrhage..." Father Qu didn't say the rest of the sentence, but everyone present knew that the old man's situation can only be said to be bad or bad, and he wanted to get off the operating table... hang.

Uncle Qu has not yet been contacted, and Father Qu, who has not had time to go to the company, is frowning at the moment, standing at the door of the operating room like a nail, and Qu Mubai is leaning against the wall beside him, just like Father Qu, waiting quietly The end of the operation.

However, things don't always go so well.

The green light that originally symbolized hope did not turn on as everyone expected. Looking at the completely extinguished light on the door of the operating room, the last gleam of fire in Qu's father's eyes was also completely extinguished, as if he had suddenly lost all his strength. The legs that were walking towards the operating room suddenly softened. If Qu Mubai hadn't supported him in time, he might have knelt directly in front of the operating room.

"Condolences..."

The doctor sighed, but the situation was beyond recovery, and the living still had to pack up and face the next thing.

Looking at the uncle who just rushed over in a hurry, Qu Mubai pursed his lips, supported his father, stood aside silently, occasionally looking at the end of the corridor, his eyes were still so unbelievable.

The sudden death of the old man made everyone very busy. Qu Mubai, who had been dealing with the funeral, sent away the last guest who came to express condolences tonight, so that he could sit down and take a breath. Pass him the backpack,

"I'm afraid you won't be able to go home for a long time. Here are a few changes of clothes, all of which are new." He took out a bag of things from the inside and handed it to Qu Mubai. The medical supplies, eye drops, plasters and so on, you can use some when you have time, so as not to ruin your body."

"Hmm..." Qu Mubai rubbed his temples with his eyes closed, opened his eyes after taking a long breath, "Thank you."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Lu Zhiming gave him a hammer, picked up the kettle on the table and poured Qu Mubai a glass of water, hesitated for a while and said, "I heard... the matter between you and Wen Heng was caught by your mother knew?"

"Um……"

"Then what are you going to do?" Lu Zhiming held his chin and tapped his fingertips on the table meaninglessly, "You are busy here, and that guy can't help you at all, and besides, you are your The only single Miao Miao in the family, do you think your parents will agree?"

"..." Qu Mubai had a headache, and his brows, which had never been relaxed these days, frowned again, "The child can be adopted, and our family doesn't need to marry, and my parents have never cared about me. I am obedient, gentle, and general. Except that the gender is not what they thought, Wen Heng fits perfectly."

... However, your parents are stuck on the issue of gender.

Lu Zhiming complained silently.

But seeing that Qu Mubai had made up his mind, he didn't say anything, and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, brothers will support you no matter what, if you need help, just tell me, I, Lu Zhiming, will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate .”

"...You've seen too much." Qu Mubai smiled, and looked at the time, "It's getting late, you can go back, I'll just stay here."

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"it is good."

……

When Lu Zhiming's footsteps completely disappeared, Qu Mubai was left alone in the entire lobby. Everything around him was extremely quiet. He slowly lay down on the table, closed his eyes, and could only hear the ticking of the second hand. Walking, he suddenly felt extremely tired.

In the old man’s mourning hall during the day, my father even had a quarrel with my uncle. The brothers who used to eat and live together quarreled in the biological father’s mourning hall for the inheritance. If the lawyer hadn’t notarized the distribution of the inheritance, this dispute would I don't know how long it will last. It's ridiculous to say that it was a family at the beginning, but as time goes by, it becomes a relative who can't move for a long time.

Life is really elusive, some people come and go, some people go and come again.

Qu Mubai let out a long sigh of relief, slowly got up from the chair, rubbed his temples and walked outside, wanting to smoke a cigarette, and more importantly, want to get some air.

With a sound of "噗", the blue-white flame rose, Qu Mubai lit the smoke, took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, the smoke was lingering before he felt that he was alive, probably because of the early morning, the surrounding was extremely quiet Qu Mubai looked at the darkness in the distance in a daze, and turned his head at random, only to find a person wrapped in a long down jacket standing under a street lamp diagonally across the street not far away. , was tightly wrapped up and down, but he could still recognize it at a glance, that person was Wen Heng.

A huge surprise bloomed in his heart like fireworks. For a moment, Qu Mubai seemed to be dazzled by happiness. He didn't even care about the cigarette in his hand that was about to burn to the end. He threw it away and ran towards Wen Heng .

And the man under the street lamp also walked towards him quickly, giving a bear hug, Qu Mubai hung on Wen Heng like a koala,

"How did you come?"

"I can't sleep at night, I want to come down for a walk and see you by the way." Wen Heng hugged him tightly, his eyes were full of tenderness that could not be concealed.

Cut, can you walk twenty kilometers away?Ghost letter...

However, Wen Heng can appear at this time, he is really, really happy.

Squinting his eyes happily, Qu Mubai buried his cheek on Wen Heng's neck, and his fearful heart suddenly settled down.

The two hugged quietly for a while, until Wen Heng patted his ass,

"Almost done, come down."

"...Do you understand what romance is?" Qu Mubai rolled his eyes, and reluctantly slid off Wen Heng's body.

"Romance also depends on the actual situation. Your husband and I have just recovered from a serious illness, so it's good to last for so long." Wen Heng moved his arms twice.In Qu Mubai's eyes, he couldn't help curling his lips,

"Okay, you are weak and you are justified."

"It's not a matter of who is weak and who is right."

Wen Heng wanted to justify a few more words, but Qu Mubai didn't give him a chance, he just looked up at the fluttering snowflakes in the sky, he didn't expect that it would be winter so soon, he felt emotional, a gust of cold wind blew by, he couldn't hold back the blow sneezed.

Originally thinking of going out to smoke a cigarette for a while and then go back, Qu Mubai came out wearing a black suit, never thinking about picking up the coat hanging on the shelf next to him, unexpectedly Wen Heng would come over, the two of them were outdoors It was really cold after standing there for a while.

"It's cold." The fool next to him was still provoking recklessly.

Qu Mubai cast a glance at him, dressed like a penguin, and just when he was about to enter the house, he saw a man who had just recovered from a serious illness unbutton the down jacket that protected him from the cold, opened his arms to him, and caught the eye. There is tenderness everywhere,

"Come in, I'll warm you up."

He lowered his head slightly, and pulled him into his arms. Under the dim streetlights, he felt warmth instantly fill his whole body. He lowered his head and kissed Qu Mubai's forehead,

"Is it still cold?"

"...It's not cold anymore." Qu Mubai shook his head with a smile, put his chin on Wen Heng's shoulder, put his hands around Wen Heng's waist tightly,

"It's not cold at all."

Wen Heng hugged Qu Mubai's arm tightly, tilted his head and left a light kiss on his cheek, "It's been hard these few days."

I feel that I haven't seen you in the past few days, and I have lost a lot of weight.

"Hungry, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"Not hungry." Qu Mubai shook his head, "Besides, there are no restaurants closed in the middle of the night."

"Is there no convenience store?" Wen Heng looked around, but found that the surroundings were pitch black.

"Brother, please think about where you are now."

The 24-hour convenience store is opened next to the funeral parlor. Do you think your business is not hot enough?

"alright."

Wen Heng took a deep breath, feeling the coolness directly from the nasal cavity to the lungs. Considering that Qu Mubai didn't wear much, he led the people into the room with heating, and by the way, put the clothes that Qu Mubai accidentally threw on the ground. Picking up the cigarette butt, the movements are smooth and smooth, making it impossible to find any mistakes.

Perhaps because of the need to kneel down, the floor of the funeral parlor was covered with a layer of cushions, which were soft to step on. Wen Heng sat on it, patted his thigh, and said simply, "Come."

Qu Mubai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't refuse. He leaned over and lay down on the soft couch, using Wen Heng's thigh as a pillow. He was very busy going back and forth these few days, and suddenly he relaxed so much, especially when Wen Heng was still helping him slowly. After massaging the brain, unconsciously, Qu Mubai and Wen Heng's voice became smaller and smaller, and they fell asleep in a daze.Wen Heng looked down at him, his black hair was limp, scattered on his forehead following Qu Mubai's movements, he looked obedient and obedient with his eyes closed, not at all his usual arrogant and indifferent look.Wen Heng gently took off his down jacket and covered him, as if feeling Wen Heng's movements, Qu Mubai frowned and moved.

Insisting on covering the sleeping person, Wen Heng patted Qu Mubai's back lightly, like coaxing a child, making people sleep more soundly.