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tweed. "Zhou Ziming wanted to have a questioning tone. The house is so empty and cold, why can't there be flowers? Didn't they have flowers before?

"I fell into the car." When Li Qian said this, he didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

Zhou Ziming didn't like him lying: "You can ignore such a big thing? The driver didn't warn you? I don't believe you didn't mean it."

Li Qian frowned, like how unreasonable Zhou Ziming was making trouble: "I don't want to quarrel with you."

"..." Zhou Ziming was also startled suddenly. Why did he say these words? This house seems to be cursed. As soon as he returned here, everything in the past was repeated again and again, and he was angry for no reason. Repeating aimless arguments, isn't he planning to forget everything and start over?Treat Li Qian well and make up for the mistakes he made.

Zhou Ziming chose to apologize, "I'm sorry." It was just a bunch of flowers, "It was probably caused by the rainy day. I got wet and I was in a bad mood. I'm sorry." He repeated again.

Li Qian didn't say anything, silence was his protective color, "I'll take you to take a bath."

He hugged Zhou Ziming very naturally, even in this atmosphere where he had just quarreled and apologized, he would not feel a little embarrassed, and his movements could not be more natural than ever.

Zhou Ziming, on the other hand, was stuffy, and was placed on the stool like a child, and took off his clean clothes.He was a little embarrassed, but it was just a little bit, there were only two of them in this house, and it was not the first time he had met Li Qian frankly, if the house had a soul, he should get used to it.

In fact, he vaguely understands his uneasiness. When he comes back here, he wants to reset everything, and he doesn't want to repeat the previous tragedy.But everything, the decision-making power is not in his hands.

Thinking of this, he was extremely melancholy.

Li Qian released cold water to clean the bathtub, closed the plug, tested the water temperature, and then hugged Zhou Ziming again. The moment he put it down again, Zhou Ziming subconsciously feared that he would fall, and hugged Li Qian's neck.

Li Qian was stunned for a second, and his voice slowed down, "I won't throw you."

"...Oh." Zhou Ziming came to his senses, relaxed his body, fell into the bathtub, blended with the hot water, and felt extremely comfortable. He thought of Li Qian: "Aren't you getting wet too? Let's wash."

It wasn't unwashed anyway.

Li Qian shook his head, like a responsible servant, washing Zhou Ziming's hair and body, caring about his eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

"Have you taken care of someone before?" Zhou Ziming felt that his movements were too skilled.

"...No." Li Qian concentrated on his movements.

Zhou Ziming didn't know whether he should believe it or not, but at least Li Qian hadn't lied to him, bah, for a second he thought about the thing he said about leaving flowers in the car.Zhou Ziming sighed in his heart, no matter what, please forgive him.

How can a person not bow his head under the eaves?Besides, he served himself well, and he couldn't find anyone better than him.

The warm water made people more and more distracted. Zhou Ziming tried his best not to fall asleep and wanted to talk to Li Qian, but the more he looked at Li Qian's serious appearance, the more he wanted to laugh.

"Hahaha..." So he laughed heartlessly, "I think you are like the heroine of a bitter drama, who has to take care of disabled brothers, parents, or husband, in-laws... Hahahaha..."

But Li Qian didn't smile, Zhou Ziming turned into a clown, he stopped, puzzled: "Don't you think it's funny?"

"...En." Li Qian responded perfunctorily.

Zhou Ziming's high blood pressure is about to come up, well, it's not the first day that Li Qian is puzzled.

……

In the evening, he dined with a cow and watched the nonsensical evening news.

"Go to sleep." Zhou Ziming felt that Li Qian should be tired too.

Li Qian turned off the TV, took Zhou Ziming to bed, and covered him with a quilt, but he didn't intend to come up.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I sleep outside."

Zhou Ziming gritted his teeth in secret. He still doesn't know what's going on here, "Go to sleep... I won't do anything to you." The style of the lines was a bit off.

Li Qian simply did not say anything.

Zhou Ziming leaned on the right side, and he lay down on the left side. Once the light was turned off, another world entered.

In the darkness, Zhou Ziming sighed, "I really hate you for being a log."

Mu Mu didn't speak, and didn't even look at him, Zhou Ziming turned his face, looked at Li Qian's sleeping profile, "sleep, sleep," he had inexplicable emotions growing in his heart, "tomorrow, Tomorrow is a new day."

……

I don't know how long it took, but after hearing Zhou Ziming's shallow breathing, Li Qian opened his eyes. He was very close to Zhou Ziming. He only needed to move his hand a little forward to touch his brow. It can talk, indicating that the owner's lively eyes are closed.

Li Qian just watched and waited stupidly, but never stretched out his hand. He couldn't stand the headache before turning around and curling up all the pain.

It was a long night for him.

The author says:

I got stuck in thinking today, and I missed a chapter, um, I don’t know where to write.

Dedicated to my only reader, kid Zhazhaxue, hahahaha

7. Veda flower

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"Hmm..." Zhou Ziming hesitated, but Li Qian had already opened his eyes, and he understood his request when they looked at each other.

"To the bathroom?"

Zhou Ziming, who had exhausted all his shame, nodded desperately.

Li Qian lifted the quilt, got out of bed and hugged him up.

"Wheelchair..." Zhou Ziming shouted, he didn't understand why Li Qian always used hugs to solve problems.

"Hurry up like this." was his answer.

"..." What else can Zhou Ziming say, just treat yourself as a baby, who can't take care of himself, and don't care about whether it's dirty or not.

Li Qian was not like this before, he would get a shout, "Zhou Ziming!" if he made the room a little dirty.

Okay, let's get rid of the big things in life.

Li Qian let him return to the place where he felt safest - the wheelchair.

This means that Zhou Ziming will be able to move without the help of other people for a period of time.

He said to Li Qian who was making breakfast: "Actually, I can go to the toilet by myself, but if I lie down, I can't get up."

"Ah."

So cold, this man.

Zhou Ziming pushed the wheelchair and looked for the TV remote control.

What he was thinking in his heart was another matter. He was really not as good as man. When he proposed marriage, he nestled in Li Qian's arms and imagined the future without shame:

"Don't look at me now that I have no money, but look at me, Zhou Ziming, I'm prettier than you, right?" Li Qian laughed at him, but he slapped him unceremoniously, "Don't laugh, listen, just say Am I right, is Zhou Ziming more beautiful than Li Qian, is he smarter than Li Qian?"

Li Qian said "Oh", followed by unstoppable laughter.

"I'm so smart, it's impossible for me to be undeveloped, but look at you!" Zhou Ziming pushed Li Qian's arms away, distanced himself, and said plausibly: "You are just a small civilian policeman, who comes and goes in the wind and rain as a whole. The job of earning a living on the tip of a knife may be seriously injured and disabled that day, do you need to take care of it? Do you need to please me and treat me better?"

Li Qian hugged him and kissed him on the cheek: "That's good."

Who knew that Li Qian had nothing to do after working for several years, and even got a promotion, but it was his own bad luck.

Zhou Ziming now even remembers where they were sitting on the sofa at that time, but unfortunately that phantom flashed by, separating him from himself in the wheelchair.

"Eat." Li Qian put the plate on the table.

"...Okay." Zhou Ziming pushed the wheelchair over.

The two of them ate breakfast together, so quiet that there seemed to be no one in the room.

Zhou Ziming tried his best to think of a topic, "Is the injury on your left hand better?"

Although he often acts like an iron man.

"No problem."

"How did it hurt?" Zhou Ziming only hoped that he would talk more.

Li Qian glanced at him, did not continue, just said: "I saved the phone number in your mobile phone, call me if you have any questions, if I don't answer, call sister Zhao next door, there is a ready-made phone number in the refrigerator. You can eat the food while it’s hot, or you can order takeaway if you don’t want to eat it. The team has something to do these days, and I’m not so punctual when I get off work, but I will try my best to come back as soon as possible.”

Based on Zhou Ziming's understanding of Li Qian, his long series of words meant that he would not see him for a long time.

It's just that he doesn't know whether something is really happening or something is fake.

"You don't need to wash the dishes, I'll come back and get them."

Li Qian had already finished eating, Zhou Ziming was still eating slowly, he quickly made up his mind to grab Li Qian's hand, "It's not to hide from me."

"...No." Li Qian withdrew his hand.

"All right……"

Just like this, Zhou Ziming ruined his happiness, Li Qian went out early and returned late, and he treated himself as a widow. Occasionally, when Li Qian came back, Zhou Ziming was still awake, and it was he who He took a bath or massaged his thighs, and the emotional communication between the two was almost zero.

Zhou Ziming felt aggrieved, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. After all, he did everything today, so he couldn't be cheeky and ask Li Qian to let it go, as if nothing had happened.

So be it, he advised himself.

He is already like this, Li Qian is still taking care of him, what else can he ask for, don't have too many extravagant expectations, just get along like this, and live on.

Time came to October, even though it was already a statutory holiday, Li Qian was still nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Ziming listened to the commotion outside, sitting on the balcony, basking in the sun, watching "Luo