Cat boyfriend is flirtatious and cowardly

With a bang, these words exploded out, and Gu Ran, who was asking for a sense of security just now, looked at him suddenly.

"What did you say?" Gu Ran was stunned, and his voice was a little choked up when he spoke again: "Belongs to me..."

"Do you feel safe?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhihe half closed his eyes to cover up the uncontrollable paranoia in his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of tenderness: "What belongs to you, including me."

"Aren't you?" Gu Ran turned his head, tears rolling down his face: "It hurts me even more, and I'm even more at a loss."

Gu Ran has had a lot of tears recently, and he is very lyrical, but Jiang Zhihe is covered in injuries, and he can't even cover up when he utters such a sentence.

Jiang Zhihe sighed silently, stroked his back and pressed him into his arms: "Don't? I'm crying, because I can't speak."

"Are you still unable to speak?" Gu Ran pressed his face against Jiang Zhihe's chest, his voice was muffled and deep: "You rarely speak, but every word I say feels unworthy of me."

"You are worthy." Jiang Zhihe rested his chin on the top of his hair, and cast his eyes out of the window, "I am the only one who is not worthy."

Gu Ran frowned slightly when he heard this, and was about to withdraw from his arms, but Jiang Zhihe pushed? He pushed it back, "Hey, don't talk, let me rest for a while?"

"Hmm..." Gu Ran was caught off guard, the tip of his nose lightly touched his firm chest, and after a sticky murmur came out of his throat, the ward fell silent.

Jiang Zhihe's gaze remained outside the window, with the person he cared about? son? in his arms.

has it ended?

maybe.

Fine white snow began to fall outside the window, they were like small solid objects with no home to return to, and when they touched objects, they all turned into a puddle of water.They are gone, but they remain.

Just like Jiang Xianghuai and Zhou Shui, they seemed like demons who couldn't be driven away no matter how hard they tried.They would always come to his mind, telling him that he was just like them, with the same blood and the same paranoia in his bones.

He tried to get rid of it, but felt that he was like a hydrogen balloon that was inflated with enough gas, unable to float or fall.The body is like the bound bondage of the soul, day after day, year after year, constantly spinning in the air.

Jiang Zhihe's endless meditation was suddenly interrupted by the person in his arms.

"Jiang Zhihe."

"Are you in pain? You must be in pain."

The arc of his reflexes gradually returned.

Gu Ran fumbled for Jiang Zhihe's clothes with his hands, and wanted to roll up his sweater: "I saw it before, did you experience it every day?"

"You must be desperate. Those light blue markings have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow for a long time."

"How did you persevere in the past 13 years?" Gu Ran said, "Why did they do this? You were only so old at that time, how could they be willing to..."

"Okay, okay, Gu Ran." Jiang Zhihe stopped his emotional collapse, and coaxed softly: "It's okay, it's all over,"

"How could it be okay." Gu Ran moved his hand towards his neck again, and said, "Here, you were fine when you left, but I haven't seen you for a few hours, and he wants to strangle you to death."

"Also? Here, did he hit it? Here on your knee, there is such a big scar, I pretend not to see it..."

"What should I do..." Gu Ran's body completely softened. He half bowed his waist and put his right hand between Jiang Zhihe's legs. Layers at the knee: "I'll make them regret it...I..."

I will have the ability... Gu Ran lost his ability to think, he hastily wiped away his tears, and all he could see was a large expanse of cold white.

He kept talking to himself, whispering, dreaming, and his shoulders trembled visibly.

Jiang Zhihe's breathing became deep. If Gu Ran raised his head and glanced at it, he would see the unconcealable emotion in those dark eyes.

After a moment of silence, he suppressed the gradually deepening emotions in his heart, bent down again, and hugged Gu Ran tightly.

Hugging seems to temporarily give Gu Ran a sense of security and comfort.Jiang Zhihe tightened his fingers, slowly lifted Gu Ran's cheek, put it in his arms, and gently patted his back with the other hand.

Jiang Zhihe's movements were rusty, but the strength of his hands was very gentle, as if he was coaxing a newborn baby.

"It's over," he said.

The sky blue curtain fluttered slightly.Outside the transparent glass window, the fine white snow turned into full velvet.The street lamps under the eaves on the opposite side exude a halo of warm colors, and the snowflakes are fluttering and flickering, wrapped in the cold wind.

Gu Ran fell asleep, and just fell asleep with tears on his face.

Jiang Zhihe looked at his sleeping face intently, he was a little dazed, since when did Gu Ran belong to him, the eternal kind.

Gu Ran in his sleep snorted uncomfortably, his brows furrowed into a ball, Jiang Zhihe lowered his head and approached him, and smoothed him with his index finger. After a while, his brows furrowed again.

His temperature was a little high, his face was slightly pink, and there was a teardrop at the end of his eye, which was pitiful.

Jiang Zhihe first tested the temperature with the back of his hand on his cheek, it was a little hot, he lowered his eyes to stare at Gu Ran's tightly closed eyelashes, and leaned over to touch his forehead.

Gu Ran had a fever.

It's already late at night, and the hospital is very quiet. Is Jiang Zhihe alive? He startled the sleeping Gu Ran, turned his body slightly, and rang the call bell next to him.

The nurse on duty came very quickly. She had just opened the ward, and before she could speak, another teenager on the ward put his index finger to his lips and let out a "shh".

"He fell asleep."

Jiang Zhihe's voice was very soft, and the nurse didn't understand the situation at first, but when she got closer, she realized that there was an extra person on the 1.5-meter hospital bed.

She didn't see the person in the quilt very clearly. She just glanced through the quilt, then turned her head? Looking at the handsome young man next to her, she lowered her volume and asked him in a good-tempered manner, "What's wrong with your head? ? Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Zhihe shook his head, and the nurse glanced at his hand hidden under the quilt, and said in a second, "It's your girlfriend who feels uncomfortable, right?"

Jiang Zhihe didn't like the word girlfriend very much, but he didn't explain it. Instead, he lifted up a corner of the quilt and showed it to the nurse.

"He has a fever, and his body is very hot." Jiang Zhihe whispered.

When the nurse heard the words, she also whispered softly: "May I take a look? If the fever is severe, you need to be put on an IV."

Jiang Zhihe nodded? He leaned back a little: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The nurse gave a gentle smile, and leaned over to check on the sleeping Gu Ran.

When she saw that it was a boy hiding under the blanket, her facial expression almost collapsed.The boy in her eyes was blushing, his dark eyelashes drooped obediently, his eyebrows were pretty, and his small face was delicate.

"He...he," the nurse paused for a second, and said in a low voice, "should have a low-grade fever."

"Need to take a temperature measurement?" The nurse said.

Jiang Zhihe let out a "hmm".

The nurse lady secretly looked at Gu Ran, and then secretly glanced at Jiang Zhihe.

These two brothers look alike!

Jiang Zhihe turned his head to stare at Gu Ran, and suddenly stretched out a hand, and when he was about to touch Gu Ran's chin, he suddenly grabbed that hand: "What are you doing?"

His hand was so strong that the nurse almost cried out, "I'm going to cover him with the quilt."

"Sorry." Jiang Zhihe let go of his hand and smiled apologetically at her: "I'll just cover him, thank you."

"You're welcome." The lady nurse gently moved her hands and wrists, watching him fix the quilt and tidy the corners for the sleeping boy, her movements were so gentle that she didn't want to.

The atmosphere was really weird. She left the sentence "I'll get the thermometer" and ran away.

Jiang Zhihe glanced at the swinging door lightly, until the door slowly stopped shaking, and a crack was half-covered.

The corridor was very quiet, the light shining through was gray, and there was an indescribable tranquility.

The nurse left and came quickly, but when she returned to the ward again, she had an extra thermometer in her hand. She patted the white coat with her hand, and asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to wake him up?"

"It's not easy to measure when you fall asleep." She continued to add.

"No need." Jiang Zhihe stretched out a hand: "Please give me the thermometer, I'll take it, please trouble sister, thank you."

Ouch, this little mouth, the nurse likes others? People? Call her sister, so she looks young.After listening to Jiang Zhihe's words, she handed the thermometer in her hand to Jiang Zhihe: "Then I'll come back to get it later, do you know how to use it?"

Jiang Zhihe didn't know it, so he humbly asked for advice: "How to use it?"

The lady nurse grinned, "Just put it in the mouth and put it in the mouth, or you can put it on the bottom. It takes about ten minutes or so to take it out."

"Thank you." Jiang Zhihe said again: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Sorry to trouble you with this sentence, the nurse is a little immune to hearing this tonight.

The door was closed, and there was a clicking sound, and the ward became quiet again for a while.

Jiang Zhihe held the thermometer to observe for a few seconds, and slowly lifted Gu Ran's tightly covered quilt.

Gu Ran was dressed a little thickly, with a down jacket over a high-cold sweater, wrapping him tightly, airtight.Jiang Zhihe shifted his gaze to his lower body.

Gently and slowly, he took off the jeans for Gu Ran and threw them aside, leaving him with only a pair of brown squares.

The temperature in the room was a little low. The hospital didn't have air conditioners and heaters for each room. As soon as he took off his pants, Gu Ran was so cold that goose bumps appeared on his thighs.Although other people are in a deep sleep, their perception is still conscious.

Jiang Zhihe's calm eyes rolled over Gu Ran's legs, his legs were covered with mottled red marks, which were clenched, sucked, and slapped, which was ambiguous and blurred.

When the cold air hit, Gu Ran couldn't help but bow his body, as if he wanted to roll himself into a ball.Jiang Zhihe stretched out his hand to stop him, he grabbed Gu Ran's knee that was bent upwards, and grabbed his ankle, the jasper zodiac tiger's cold temperature on the ankle fell into his palm.

Jiang Zhihe also smoothed the only four corners of Gu Ran's body, and he turned Gu Ran over to check for him a certain part that was overstretched.

The firm fruit is already ripe, and when the master breathes, the fruit trembles and rises and falls.Jiang Zhihe checked for him with a blank expression on his face. After staring at it for a few seconds, he stretched out his index finger and touched it lightly. It was a little hot.

"Jiang Zhihe..." Gu Ran was dazed, rubbing his cheek against the pillow: "I'm cold."

The low-grade fever made him a little confused, but he still felt belatedly that his lower body was naked!

The emotional fluctuations made him dizzy. He silently covered his face in the pillow and asked a few words, then sat up quickly.

The thermometer in his mouth fell down, and Jiang Zhihe was half-kneeling at his feet, holding his ankle with one hand, and placing the other between his crotch.

"No!" Gu Ran's throat was hoarse, and he hurriedly withdrew his feet: "Jiang Zhihe, not tonight."

"You still have injuries, so you can't exercise vigorously!"

Jiang Zhihe retracted his hand slowly, and pulled the quilt next to him to cover him: "I won't touch you."

Gu Ran was dumbfounded, "Then you are..."

"Let me check it for you?" Jiang Zhihe picked up the thermometer that fell beside the pillow, looked down, and said, "You have a low-grade fever."

Gu Ran blushed and murmured to himself, "So I was thinking too much."