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When he opened his eyes again, Yan Qinsheng felt sore all over his body. He was staring at the snow-white ceiling above his head in a daze. The smell of disinfectant water lingering in his nose made him gradually regain consciousness.

Yan Qinsheng found himself lying on a hospital bed with a hanging water hanging on his right hand. The young girl in the next bed leaned against the head of the bed and smiled at him, then turned to the caller on the balcony of the ward and said, "Uncle, is he awake?" gone."

Liang Yushu hung up the phone, hurried to Yan Qinsheng's bed and sat down, reached out and touched his forehead: "How do you feel?"

"Mr. Liang..." Yan Qinsheng's voice was a little hoarse, and his words were weak: "Why did I come to the hospital?"

"I had something to do last night when I went out, and I saw you collapsed under the streetlight when I was driving through the intersection." Liang Yushu looked at his pale face sadly: "Fortunately, you are fine."

Sensing that Liang Yushu's palm was ambiguously pressing against his cheek, Yan Qinsheng slightly turned his face away: "It's not a big problem, it's just a stomachache."

"A perforated appendix is ​​still nothing. You're in shock, don't you know? If you have chronic appendicitis, why don't you treat it? A minor ailment can turn into a fatal illness."

Is it that serious?Yan Qinsheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the gauze on his stomach, maybe the anesthetic hadn't passed yet, and he didn't feel anything in his stomach.

"I don't know it's appendicitis, but I often have stomach pains."

Liang Yushu poured a glass of warm water and handed it over. Yan Qinsheng's mouth was indeed parched and he was struggling to sit up. Seeing this, Liang Yushu quickly held him down.

"Lie down and don't move. You just had an appendectomy, and moving around will affect the recovery of the incision." He bent the straw at a right angle and put it into a water cup and brought it to Yan Qinsheng's mouth: "Recently, I can only drink some water and eat light liquid food. , I made lotus root starch and rice soup for you, and the doctor said that I can feed you something good in a few days."

Liang Yushu's concern for Yan Qinsheng made the girl in the next bed full of curiosity. She tilted her head to look at the two of them. They were both handsome. It is definitely a watery Peugeot, the kind that you can't help but look at when you meet on the road.

She couldn't help sighing: "Uncle, you are so kind to him."

You must be courteous when chasing your wife. Liang Yushu smiled and said nothing. He waited for Yan Qinsheng to drink enough water before taking away the glass and moistening his lips with a cotton swab dipped in warm water.

Yan Qinsheng didn't have any idea at first, but the girl couldn't help saying this, and felt that Liang Yushu's behavior was a bit intimate, so he lowered his eyelashes in embarrassment.

Liang Yushu couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw his lowered eyes, and gently held the back of Yan Qinsheng's hand with his warm palm.

Last night, Yan Qinsheng was lying on the side of the road wearing slippers, like a poor stray dog ​​on the verge of death, with a suitcase behind him, it looked like he had been kicked out of his home.

Liang Yushu's heart was almost broken when he took a look at it. If Fang Yi was there, he could really rush over and punch that beast in the face.

People who he can't even ask for, people whose treasures are too late, are trampled on like this and then thrown away.

"Qin Sheng, don't go back after you recover your body." Liang Yushu's eyes fell softly on Yan Qinsheng's bloodless face, and his fingers gently stroked the back of his cold hand during the infusion.

The corner of Yan Qinsheng's mouth twitched in a half-smile, his eyes were full of bitterness and sourness.

"Mr. Liang, you are right. My feelings are too humble, and it is not uncommon for me to stick to others."

Liang Yushu patiently persuaded: "If you are young, don't say such depressing words. You just haven't met the right person. Your life will be better. Don't always think about sad things."

In no mood?How can you not want to.As soon as Yan Qinsheng closed his eyes, Fang Yi's face unconsciously appeared in his mind, with various expressions and states, sometimes he was working hard with glasses on, sometimes he was drunk and in a daze, and sometimes he was drunk The way he hugged and kissed him, and the way he was furious when he hit someone.

Yan Qinsheng remembered Fang Yi's every movement and every expression very clearly, as if it was engraved on his heart, passing through his body with the blood circulation every day, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

Liang Yushu could see the disappointment in Yan Qinsheng's eyes, knowing that his comfort was of no use, he sighed helplessly, and stretched out his hand to tuck his quilt back.

Yan Qinsheng raised his eyes to look at the clock on the wall, then turned his face and urged him: "Don't waste time with me, it's almost noon after school, hurry up and pick up Xiao Mu."

"It's okay. I just called my ex-wife to help take care of Xiao Mu. I will stay with you in the hospital until you recover."

Yan Qinsheng was moved and guilty: "You really don't have to be so kind to me. I can slowly make money to pay back the medical expenses, but I can't afford to pay back the favor too much."

Liang Yushu didn't answer, but covered Yan Qinsheng's eyes with his palm, "Take a break."

After the operation, his body was very weak, and Yan Qinsheng fell asleep soon. Liang Yushu watched his slightly trembling eyelashes, and suddenly understood Fang Yi's almost abnormal possessiveness.

If it is a person like Yan Qinsheng, he can only feel at ease if he is locked in his own home, let him only surround himself, he is not allowed to go to work, he is not allowed to see other people, he is too gentle to everyone, not the slightest aggressive, Sooner or later, it will be eaten away by this law of the jungle society.

Liang Yushu soon realized why he had such a ridiculous idea, isn't this similar to that bastard Fang Yi?

He can be an open-minded father to Xiao Mu, let the child grow up freely, but it is gradually difficult to maintain a gentleman's attitude towards Yan Qinsheng, every second he just wants to hug him and possess him, making him the most precious among his many collections No one will see the one besides Xiao Mu.

Perhaps this is the nature of human beings. The strong will always subconsciously pity and protect the weak, but they will also subconsciously despise and bully the weak. Human nature is contradictory.

Liang Yushu went home to take a bath while he was sleeping, boiled a pot of thick rice soup, and squeezed a small cup of fresh orange juice to take to the hospital.

Yan Qinsheng drank the tasteless liquid food for a day, and felt the bitter taste of hanging water in his mouth. When he saw the orange juice, his eyes lit up instantly, and he drank the orange juice in two or three gulps, and he was still biting the straw Sucked twice into the empty cup.

Liang Yushu saw that he was a little bit more energetic, so he let go of his heart, and lightly touched the top of his head: "I'm so greedy, I'll squeeze some pear juice for you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Liang, I will repay you when I get better." Yan Qinsheng stared straight at Liang Yushu with his dark pupils, his eyes were clear and sincere.

"Then remember to make dumplings for me when you are well, stuffed with shrimp, meat and vegetables." Liang Yushu replied casually, half-jokingly.

Yan Qinsheng feebly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile: "Mr. Liang, your business has lost too much money."

Being taken care of by Liang Yushu meticulously and considerately, Yan Qinsheng felt like returning to his childhood in a trance. He felt that Xiao Mu was really lucky to have such a strong and warm father accompanying her to grow up. So inferior and cowardly, but Xiao Mu is lively and brave.

On the third morning, during the rounds, the doctor asked some questions as usual, and then told me not to lie down all the time, but to exercise properly.

So Yan Qinsheng, with the support of Liang Yushu and the nurse, reluctantly walked a few steps down the ground. It may be because he didn't eat much, or it might be the sequelae of the surgical anesthesia. It is very difficult to walk a few short steps.

Liang Yushu held Yan Qinsheng's upper body with his arms half-armed, and patiently supported him to practice walking.

In the past two days, the girl in the next bed could tell that Liang Yushu was pursuing Yan Qinsheng. She sat on the bed and looked at the two of them, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart, what a match, she didn't know that this handsome guy was working all day long. What do you think, uncle is such a considerate man, if she has this kind of treatment, she will agree without saying a word.

After staying in the hospital for more than a month, Yan Qinsheng has recovered well, and he can basically act alone, so he urged Liang Yushu to handle the discharge procedures for him.

Liang Yushu didn't agree and asked him to stay for a while, but Yan Qinsheng was very anxious, he wanted to find a job quickly to make money, and he felt sorry for spending Liang Yushu's money every day doing nothing in the hospital.

The girl in the next bed laughed and joked: "If there's anything you can't feel sorry for, just make a promise with your body. Uncle is absolutely willing to ask for it."

Yan Qinsheng blushed and argued, "Don't talk nonsense about such things."

Liang Yushu still smiled without saying a word, and poured the boiled fish soup from the thermos into the bowl.

He knew that Yan Qinsheng was traumatized and very defensive, and it was difficult for him to accept others in a short period of time, but Liang Yushu was not afraid to wait, as long as he could keep Yan Qinsheng by his side and melt his self-protective shell like warm water, sooner or later Yan Qinsheng would be back yes.

What made Liang Yushu happy was that after being with him for more than a month, Yan Qinsheng had gotten used to the smell of coffee on his body, and would not avoid it like before, and he gradually became less resistant to his occasional intimate physical touch.

Sometimes Liang Yushu would sit on the edge of the bed and look at Yan Qinsheng's sleeping face, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress it. Yan Qinsheng didn't turn his face away like he did at the beginning, but just opened his eyes and looked at him quietly. His eyes were very lonely and dark. The pupil is much like an empty room with the lights turned off.

Because there is no mobile phone, the TV on the wall of the ward became Yan Qinsheng's only pastime.The girl monopolizes the remote control and turns on the TV at nine o'clock every day. Yan Qinsheng follows her to watch Marysu idol dramas and dating shows to pass the time.

Sometimes when it was the girl's turn to go out for an examination, Yan Qinsheng would take the remote control and turn on the TV to watch a new episode of an idol drama. Liang Yushu deliberately teased him beside him: "Is it good? Mu is watching TV dramas that are not nutritious."

"It's not about how good-looking they are. Aren't these two separated? I'm just curious about how to act in the future." Yan Qinsheng broke open the freshly peeled apple with a fruit knife, and handed half of it to Liang Yushu.

"Stubborn, you are addicted to watching." Liang Yushu dragged the chair to the side of the hospital bed and sat next to him. The two big men watched the Mary Su idol drama with relish while eating apples.

On the TV, the heroine was standing in the heavy rain crying and begging the hero not to leave, but the hero didn't turn her head back.

"This guy is really not a thing. It is easy for the screenwriter to mislead the little girls by writing the male lead as a person with such a bad outlook." Liang Yushu still expressed his personal opinion at the right time, and he did not forget to peel an orange and hand it to Yan Qinsheng.

Yan Qinsheng smiled and broke open two pieces of oranges and stuffed them into his mouth: "Just look good, it's not a news broadcast, why are you so serious."

"I don't think it's so good-looking," Liang Yushu deliberately contradicted him, then changed the topic, and continued without feeling nasty: "You still look good."

Yan Qinsheng hastily turned his eyes back to the TV, pretending to be calm and stuffed the orange into his mouth.

When it was almost noon, Liang Yushu went out, bought lunch and packed it, and brought Xiao Mu over by the way.

A few days ago, Xiao Mu clamored to go to the hospital to see Brother Qin Sheng. Liang Yushu was afraid that she would be too noisy and disturb Yan Qin Sheng's rest, so he delayed bringing her here until now.

As soon as the door was opened, Xiao Mu yelled "Brother Qin Sheng" and rushed into the ward. Yan Qinsheng sat on the bedside smiling, stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Mu's head.

"Your hair is tied up beautifully today."

Xiao Mu raised her head triumphantly: "Mom pierced it."

Liang Yushu put down the lunch box in his hand, took a look at his daughter's Korean-style braided hair, and said unwillingly, "The ones that Dad tied for you before were really pretty."

Xiao Mu pursed her pink mouth and complained: "But Dad, you only know how to wear ponytails and shofar braids."

"Ponytails are so energetic. Children have to wear ponytails. If you watch those volleyball and diving athletes and big sisters on TV, they all have ponytails, beautiful and youthful."

Liang Yushu tried his best to defend, but he did not forget to ask Yan Qinsheng to agree: "You mean Qin Sheng?"

Yan Qinsheng couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Liang, the times are different, and the aesthetics are also different."

Xiao Mu didn't want to continue arguing with her father about the hairstyle, so she put down her schoolbag and carefully took out a flower made of colored paper from the side pocket and handed it to Yan Qinsheng.

"This is made in today's handicraft class, and it is for you."

"Give it to me?" Yan Qinsheng took the flower in great surprise. The shape of the paper flower is quite unique. The stems and leaves are wrapped with straws and green paper, and the petals are glued with colored cardboard. The colors are different, red, yellow and blue. Green is any color.

Yan Qinsheng was a little curious, "How do you make the petals colorful?"

"This is a seven-color flower," Xiao Mu explained patiently: "It is written in the story book that the old lady gave a lost Jenny a seven-color flower. When she was in trouble, she could tear off a petal to make a wish come true. If Qin Sheng Brother will be unhappy in the future, you can tear it up and make a wish, and then Xiao Mu will turn into a little fairy to fulfill your wish."

Knowing the meaning of this little paper flower, Yan Qinsheng was even more moved. He bent down and stretched out his arms to hug Xiaomu gently: "Thank you, you are a good boy."

After lunch, Liang Yushu went out to send Xiaomu to school. The girl in the next bed went through the discharge procedures, happily packed her things and left the hospital with her boyfriend. Before leaving, she gave Yan Qinsheng the remaining few bananas and waved him wave.

Yan Qinsheng watched the nurse make up the bed next door, and suddenly felt that the ward was much empty, and it was time for him to be discharged.

A while ago, Liang Yushu had promised him that he would be discharged from the hospital as soon as the doctor said he was almost recovered, so Yan Qinsheng insisted on going for a walk in the small park downstairs of the inpatient department to exercise every morning.

Today, because of the light rain, there was no one around the flower bed. Yan Qinsheng wrapped his coat tightly and walked slowly on the stone road according to the usual walking route.

Liang Yushu chased from the building to the small park with a cashmere scarf, and then spread the scarf over Yan Qinsheng's shoulders.

"It's raining and the ground is slippery, so go back to the ward and lie down."

"It's okay, Mr. Liang, I'm almost fine. If I lie down again, I'll be ruined." Yan Qinsheng stretched out his hand to feel the drizzle falling from the sky. It was very light and small, and the drizzle in spring was almost negligible. It doesn't feel cold on the face, but is very soft and comfortable.

He walked around the flower bed a few times, and sat on the stone bench in the corridor to rest when he felt tired.

Yan Qinsheng's eyes inadvertently landed on the antique pavilion not far away, and the image of Fang Yi kissing him in the university pavilion could not help appearing in his mind, and he even used a very stupid reason now that he thought about it.

But he believed it then.

Liang Yushu saw all the gloom on Yan Qinsheng's face, touched the pocket of his coat, and took out the new gift in the store, which was a little yellow duck plush keychain.

He bent down and showed it to Yan Qinsheng as if offering a treasure: "This is made according to Xiao Mu's painting, I always wanted to show it to you."

Yan Qinsheng caught the fluffy duckling, raised his right hand and pinched the puppet's flat yellow mouth, his eyes suddenly turned red.He drooped the corners of his eyes and fluttered his eyelashes to keep from crying, and he and the puppet looked at each other silently, feeling sorry for each other.

Liang Yushu's heart also sank, he knew that Yan Qinsheng must be thinking of Fang Yi once he showed such a forbearing and sad expression.

"Qin Sheng..." Liang Yushu couldn't help stretching out his hands to hold Yan Qinsheng's face, bent down and gently pressed his lips against his cool ones.

Holding the toy, Yan Qinsheng froze and didn't move. He just stared at Liang Yushu's face with his eyes wide open without blinking.

This kiss was very light, light and careful, as gentle as the spring rain floating outside.

Afraid of frightening Yan Qinsheng, Liang Yushu didn't dare to go in hastily. He just touched him briefly a few times, then took his hand and put it in his coat pocket.

"Go back to the ward, I'll give you hot tremella soup to warm your body."

Yan Qinsheng recovered from the kiss just now, stood up silently and followed Liang Yushu towards the inpatient building.

Along the way, Liang Yushu held Yan Qinsheng's hand tightly, fearing that the person he cared for would disappear if he let go.