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The soy milk was all spilled, so Fang Yi had no choice but to go outside the hospital and buy two servings of rice porridge. Yan Qinsheng didn't eat much, and leaned against the head of the bed, looking up at the water bag above his head in a daze.

"Qin Sheng, you can go back with me. It's safer to go home. There are people coming and going in the hospital. I don't worry about letting you stay here." Fang Yi said his proposal.

go home?Yan Qinsheng closed his tired eyes, but still didn't say anything.He has traveled to too many places, no one is home, and it doesn't matter where he goes.

Fang Yi didn't get a response, and he went through the discharge procedures for Yan Qinsheng according to his own wishes and took him home to continue recuperating.

When I came back, it happened to be under construction, and both elevators were under maintenance. Fang Yi supported Yan Qinsheng and waited for a while at the elevator door.

"Master, when will the elevator be repaired? Let's hurry home." Fang Yi asked.

"It's early." The construction workers didn't even look at him. They stepped on the ladder in the middle of the elevator and continued to repair the circuit. "Young people occasionally climb the stairs, so it's exercise."

Fang Yi pursed his lips, "The key is that my wife's foot is injured."

The construction worker changed the wrench, continued to fiddle with the wires, and said casually: "Then you can carry your wife up."

Hearing this, Yan Qinsheng leaned on the wall, jumped to the front of the stairs with one foot, and whispered, "I'll walk by myself."

Fang Yi lifted the leg of his suit trousers, knelt down in front of Yan Qinsheng and turned around, saying, "Come on, my wife."

"I'll go by myself." Yan Qinsheng was still angry, holding on to the handrail of the stairs stubbornly expressing that he would not rely on him.

Fang Yi also squatted without getting up, and deliberately raised his voice and said again: "Honey, I will carry you upstairs."

"Shut up." Yan Qinsheng glanced at the elevator guiltily. Sure enough, the construction workers were looking at them and smiled awkwardly.

Yan Qinsheng was thin-skinned, and he didn't want to embarrass Fang Yi here, so he lay on his back resentfully.

"Hold tight." Fang Yi stood up with him on his back, and began to climb the stairs one by one.

In fact, Yan Qinsheng is not heavy, and it is not difficult to memorize it. Fang Yi finally caught the opportunity to get close, not to mention how beautiful he is.

He deliberately walked very slowly, and he would touch Yan Qinsheng's buttocks with his hand every now and then while lifting him up.

Yan Qinsheng frowned, enduring Fang Yiruo's seeming behavior of eating tofu.

"Qin Sheng, it would be great if I could carry you like this for the rest of my life."

Yan Qinsheng leaned on Fang Yi's shoulder and ignored him.

The door opened, and when he returned to the room where he and Fang Yi lived together, Yan Qinsheng felt mixed feelings.

Everything in the house was kept as it was, and since I haven't been here for such a long time, not only has there been no dust, but many new things have been added.

The shoe cabinet is full of shoes, and there are many new shoes in shoe boxes. The closet is also full, with spring, summer, autumn and winter clothes.

"You... have been living here?"

Standing in front of the wardrobe, Yan Qinsheng finally took the initiative to say a word.

"Yeah." Fang Yi wrapped his arms around Yan Qinsheng's waist from behind and hugged him, lowered his head and buried his face in his thin shoulders, sniffing greedily.

"When I was alone, I couldn't think of you, so I went to the mall to wander around, and I bought all the shoes and clothes that fit you, thinking that one day you can come back and wear them for me to see."

Yan Qinsheng choked up slightly and continued to remain silent. Although he was a little moved, he did not intend to accept Fang Yi's kindness.He has always been a person who is easily moved, but this time he will not show his emotions easily.

Fang Yi pecked at Yan Qinsheng's neck, and flattered the person in his arms with a deep voice, "Originally, I had already planned that if you insisted on writing to Liang Yu, I would go to his house and stay by the door. I don't believe you won't come out." , I know you miss me the most, you are soft-hearted and don't want to see me suffer, you will definitely come back."

Yan Qinsheng turned his face to the side and glanced at him lightly, he didn't believe that Fang Yi would do such a thing with the cheek.

Fang Yi understood his eyes, and replied solemnly: "Don't believe me, face is not as important as a wife."

"I'm not your wife." Yan Qinsheng retorted indifferently, then broke free from his embrace, and moved to sit beside him.

This time when he came back, Yan Qinsheng was more silent than before. He completely closed himself up and stayed alone like a plant. Fang Yi said ten words to him before he would forcefully open his mouth to reply. .

In the past, Fang Yi always felt that those men who knelt down to their partners and begged not to break up were too spineless. He didn't understand the feeling until it was his turn.

It turns out that when love is ruthless, you don't care about anything, face is worth a few dollars, even if Yan Qinsheng asks him to kneel now, he can agree without saying a word.

"I know you're still angry with me." Fang Yi put on a hurt expression, and moved his head closer, "Why don't you slap me a few more times, kick me a few more times, just hit me back, don't make trouble with me OK."

Yan Qinsheng stared at him silently, and never raised his hand to hit him. He always felt that Fang Yi had changed a lot this time, and it seemed that nothing had changed. He had been injured too many times, and anyone would be anxious and suspicious.

He averted his eyes and looked out of the window, only thinking about when his feet would be able to walk, so he left here quickly. After all, after staying in this room for a long time, he will inevitably recall the days with Fang Yi, which happened to be his The past that I desperately wanted to forget.

During the few days when he was with Yan Qinsheng at home, Fang Yi took care of all the housework and seemed extraordinarily considerate. After all, he was the one who forced him to bring him back from the hospital. He must take better care than the hospital to make sense.

The little boss, who has always kept his fingers aloof, is now wearing an apron and fighting with the ingredients in the kitchen. Yan Qinsheng didn't seem very flattered, but just sat calmly on the sofa in the living room, listening to the sound of pots and bowls colliding in the kitchen, no need to worry about it. If you look at it, you know it must be a mess.

Yan Qinsheng couldn't help thinking, if he were the former self, he would have rushed to the kitchen to invite Fang Yi out to rest. Fang Yi is used to being a "master" at home, and Yan Qinsheng is responsible for such trivial things as drinking a glass of water and serving a bowl of rice. Do it, he can't blame others for his temper that he is used to.

Yan Qinsheng casually picked up a "Dream of Red Mansions" on the bookshelf and looked through it. This was bought when his high school teacher asked him to read the four great classics. This is the thickest and most expensive book, and he has never been willing to throw it away.

Lin Daiyu was right. She said that in family matters, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

When he was in high school, Yan Qinsheng couldn't understand Dream of the Red Chamber, but he only understood this sentence.

Just like his mother crushed his father, just like Fang Yi crushed him, the one who loves the most is always the most wronged one.

After dinner, Yan Qinsheng soaked in the bathtub in the bathroom alone. The plastic yellow ducks on the shelf were still there, and they were photographed in a row by "someone" childishly.

"Qin Sheng, let me help you take a bath." Fang Yi perfunctorily knocked on the door twice.

"No, I'll wash it myself." Yan Qinsheng also knew that his refusal was useless to Fang Yi, and sure enough, that man had the cheek to open the door and enter the bathroom.

Fang Yi rolled up his shirt sleeves and extended his arms to take off the shower: "Look up, I'll wash your hair."

Yan Qinsheng glanced at him vigilantly, comforting himself anyway, Fang Yi couldn't stop Fang Yi from doing anything even if he really wanted to, so he just lay down in the bathtub with his head up and let him toss.

Just as Yan Qinsheng expected, Fang Yi took off his clothes impatiently after washing his hair patiently and stepped into the bathtub, half of the water in the pool overflowed because he insisted on squeezing it in.

Fang Yi hugged Yan Qinsheng into his arms from behind, resting his chin on his thin shoulders, the two of them got very close in the dense water vapor.

"I've long wanted to wash with you."

Yan Qinsheng smiled coldly, but he wanted to ask him ignorantly: "Soaking in a pool of water, don't you think I'm dirty?"

Fang Yi's face collapsed in an instant. He has shown great patience to coax Yan Qinsheng these days. He has never been humbled to please others when he grows up, but Yan Qinsheng is like a pot of water that cannot be boiled. , and specifically poked at his most painful pain points.

Perhaps Yan Qinsheng once boiled and burned for him, but he extinguished the flame of love with his own hands. Fang Yi also knew that he was a bastard, but every man has possessive desires. Who doesn't want their own people to belong to them wholeheartedly. It's not that Yan Qinsheng deliberately tormented him, or he was worried that he had been taken care of by others.

"I don't dislike you." Fang Yi replied sullenly. Seeing that he didn't respond, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Have you ever done anything with Liang Yushu?"

Yan Qinsheng was slightly stunned. Sure enough, Fang Yi still cared about this kind of thing. Compared with loving him, what Fang Yi valued more was how many people had touched this body.He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart, shouldn't he be grateful now, thanking Fang Yi for still willing to eat leftovers like him.

"I've done it, didn't you see it?" Yan Qinsheng lowered his head and hugged his knees, tears fell silently into the water.

If I say that, will you continue to treat me well?

"You... really did it..." Fang Yi was obviously angry, and seemed to be trying to restrain himself from exploding. He raised his hand and grabbed the plastic duckling on the shelf, squeezed it hard twice, and made a piercing whistle.

He suppressed his voice and said sourly to himself: "That's right, if there are no accidents, you two have lived your life, and I have nothing to do with it."

"I'm going out." Yan Qinsheng splashed water on his face with both hands, and then slowly stood up while holding the edge of the bathtub.

"Wait," Fang Yi's tone obviously cooled down, but he still got up and grabbed a dry towel for him.

"I'll help you, your feet are not good yet, be careful not to fall when you slip on the ground."

"No need." After Yan Qinsheng put on his bathrobe, he went to the guest room with his crutches in a fit of anger. When he got to the door, he held the doorknob and turned it a few times before he realized that it was locked.

"Where's the room key?"

Fang Yi chased out with his upper body bare, and he didn't even make up any lies: "Put it away for me."

"Where did you get it?"

"You are not allowed to sleep in the guest room."

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa." Yan Qinsheng turned around leaning on his crutches, too lazy to talk to him.

"You'll lose a piece of meat if you sleep with me. I beg you to stop making trouble." Fang Yi also suppressed his anger, picked up Yan Qinsheng and threw him on the double bed in the bedroom.

The bed was soft, but Yan Qin had only dropped his head a few days before his death, and was immediately dizzy after being hit by this blow. He lay on his back on the bed for a long time before recovering, staring at the lights on the ceiling for a while.

He sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, grabbed the pillow and threw it on Fang Yi's face.

"I'm not yours anymore, can you put away your self-righteousness, we are nothing now, why should I sleep with you? Don't you think I'm dirty? How can I mess with you just once? ?”

"Why don't you belong to me, you belong to me!" Fang Yi yelled and rushed forward, like a child holding his favorite toy and playing rogue. He has been guarding it since high school, how can he say it's not him? of.

He can throw away toys that others have touched without feeling sorry for him, but he can't let go of Yan Qinsheng.

Fang Yi tightened his arms and hugged Yan Qinsheng, his shoulders trembling and he choked with sobs in a low voice: "If you hurt, I will hurt, and if you are broken, I will be broken too. Let's not harm others, can we just make do with it?"

"How can you be so unreasonable!" Yan Qinsheng opened his mouth to bite his shoulder to vent his anger, but he couldn't help but increase his strength after biting.

Naturally, Yan Qinsheng couldn't beat Fang Yi, no matter in terms of emotion or strength.The two scuffled half-truths for a few times before he was stripped of his bathrobe and stuffed under the bed. He thought it was inevitable that Fang Yi would retaliate and press him hard again, but nothing happened. Clinging tightly in his arms.

That night, Yan Qinsheng almost fell asleep with a sense of security that was almost suffocating.

The next morning, what woke him up was the bright sunshine outside the window and the smell of flowers.

Maybe it's because he has been depressed recently, and he always lost his temper and got angry. After Yan Qinsheng woke up, his throat was extremely dry.He put on his clothes and leaned on the wall to jump out of the bedroom on one foot to drink water. The next second, he was shocked by the scene of flowers in the living room.

Fang Yi almost moved the entire flower shop back to the house. On the dining table, on the sofa, on the coffee table, on the TV cabinet, there were large bouquets of roses in all colors.

"What do you buy so many flowers for?"

"No reason, just buy it if you want it." Fang Yi pretended to be calm, turned off the gas stove, and dumped the two eggs that had been boiled in the pan into the trash can.

It's not that I'm embarrassed to talk sweet words, but these moves are left over from Liang Yushu's play. Fang Yi doesn't want to follow his example, but if he doesn't play a little romantic, he feels that he is always a little behind Liang Yushu.

Of course, Yan Qinsheng could tell that Fang Yi gave him these flowers, but this person refused to admit it because he wanted to save face. He obviously wanted to learn from Liang Yushu's romance and couldn't learn any ideas. He only won by quantity, so he gave flowers It's like buying and selling by local rich people.

The two tacitly agreed, and finished breakfast in silence as usual.