It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

Yu Qiu had a fever and was sweating all over, his body was sticky and greasy, and he wanted to take a bath when he got home.

But he hasn't eaten much for a day, his muscles are weak after illness, and if he takes a bath alone, he may repeat the same mistakes.

He hooked Shen Mingdeng's neck, and said naturally: "You help me take a bath."

Anyway, he has already washed so many times, in his eyes, helping to take a bath is as common as feeding food and water.

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

"Why?" he asked.

Yu Qiu instructed him to come to the wardrobe, took the bath towel, hugged it in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't do it."

He yawned so sleepy, he didn't care about his image in front of Shen Mingdeng, "If you don't want to, I'll wash it myself."

Shen Mingdeng secretly sighed, after living for so many years, he has become a tool man, of course he is willing to help, but seeing Yu Qiu's indifferent appearance, he feels a little depressed.

In the hospital before, I was also worried that Yu Qiu would say "I don't want to", so I had to use clumsy excuses to cover it up.

He carried him into the bathroom.

Yu Qiu sat in the bathtub and took off his shirt straight away. The light from the ceiling shone on him, which was white and dazzling.

He looked up at Shen Mingdeng, "The pants are hard to take off, please help me."

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

He rolled up his sleeves and bent down resignedly.

The bathroom was getting foggy and steamy, making people feel stuffy and hot. Yu Qiu enjoyed it and was comfortable, but Shen Mingdeng seemed to be drenched in the rain, with sweat rolling down his cheeks.

"Is it hot?" Yu Qiu asked in surprise.

After the fever, the throat is slightly hoarse, and the voice echoes in the bathroom, like countless small hooks scratching in the hearts of people.

Shen Mingdeng wiped off the water on his body, wrapped him in a big bath towel, picked him up silently, carefully put him on the bed, stuffed him into the quilt, his face was a little tense.

"Wear your clothes yourself."

Yu Qiu thought he was impatient, so she lay back with downcast eyes, covered half of her face with the quilt, and said sullenly, "I sleep naked."

"..."

Just as Shen Mingdeng was about to turn around and leave, Yu Qiu suddenly sat up on his back and reached for the wheelchair beside the bed.

"doing what?"

Yu Qiu ignored him and continued to move his body.

Shen Mingdeng heard that he had an accident in country R, ​​and rushed all the way back to the country, feeling anxious. When he saw Yu Qiu lying on the hospital bed for infusion, he forcibly suppressed the dark fire. At this moment, he couldn't hold back anymore, and said in a deep voice:

"I asked what are you going to do?"

Yu Qiu raised his head and glanced at him, "Don't worry about it."

"Don't take care of me?" Shen Mingdeng strode forward and grabbed his wrist, his sharp phoenix eyes were full of anger, "Yu Qiu, is it too late for you to say you don't have to take care of me?"

"When did I let you take care of me?" Yu Qiu was also a little frustrated, "Isn't it because of Aunt Xiang that you helped me?"

Of course, this is too hypocritical.

In any case, Shen Mingdeng had helped him enough, and he couldn't figure it out all his life.

He was just a little uncomfortable.

In Shen Mingdeng's eyes, he was just a task entrusted to him by others, a burden and a waste.

Yu Qiu didn't know why he was so competitive, he just didn't want Shen Mingdeng to continue to be forced to do these tasks.

If he wasn't worried about another accident in the shower tonight, he wouldn't ask Shen Mingdeng to help.

Shen Mingdeng was stunned.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress his anger, and said calmly: "This time you accidentally fell into a coma with a fever. Everyone is very worried. What do you want to do, I will help you."

Frightened by his aura, Yu Qiu felt guilty, turned his face away, and whispered, "Go to the toilet."

I felt it when I just took a shower, but I just didn't want to trouble others.

With gloomy eyes, Shen Mingdeng took out his pajamas from the closet, put them on him somewhat rudely, carried him into the wheelchair, pushed him to the bathroom, and closed the door.

The man didn't say a word, and his dull appearance was particularly frightening.

Yu Qiu drooped his head, did he say something wrong?

but--

Wouldn't it be better for Shen Mingdeng to hate himself even more?

He looked at his unconscious legs, with a self-deprecating expression on his face, some things should be cut off from the source, and not given the slightest chance to grow.

After solving his physical problems, he came out of the bathroom, controlled the wheelchair and came to the bedside, stretching out a pair of arms, as if to hug him.

Yu Qiu shook his head and refused: "I can do it myself."

Putting his hands together, he sat on the bed and moved into the bed.

"You don't have to come here every day. I'll tell Aunt Xiang tomorrow and I'll send her a message on time every day."

The young man was lying on the quilt, holding the quilt head with both hands, a pair of light brown eyes were clear and bright, under the soft yellow light, they shone like stars all over the sky.

Shen Mingdeng was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

He turned around and left, his back seemed to be somewhat desolate and embarrassed.

Yu Qiu turned off the light, closed his eyes, and a soreness poured into his heart silently.

After a long while, he suddenly covered his head, shrunk under the blanket, sighed, and muttered: "Annoying."

The next morning, Yu Qiu did not see Shen Mingdeng, but saw the steamed stuffed buns in the kitchen.

Really...

This debt is getting bigger and bigger.

Yu Qiu told Xiang Yan about the situation on WeChat, and Xiang Yan called.

"Xiaoqiu, why didn't you let Ming Deng see you? Is there something about him that made you uncomfortable?"

Yu Qiu said sincerely: "Brother Shen is very good, but he is busy with work and there are so many things in the company. I think he has dark circles under his eyes, and he must not have had a good rest. I will report to you on WeChat every morning, noon and night. May I?"

Shen Mingdeng was in country R yesterday, and he had to rush back to deal with his affairs. To be honest, Yu Qiu was really a little bit sorry.

Human energy is limited.

His body was indeed recovering, but Shen Mingdeng had visibly lost weight.

No one is ironclad.

Xiang Yan's heart ached, not only because of her own son's hard work, but also because of Yu Qiu's concern for Shen Mingdeng.

Both of them are good children, so how can they have a bad relationship after so many years?

She said softly: "That's all right, just listen to you, three times a day, don't forget."

"Well, I won't forget."

After that, Yu Qiu hadn't met Shen Mingdeng for a long time, and only embroidery was left in his world.

He is eager to learn embroidery skills and related cultures, and gradually falls in love with this art. In addition to his own talent, the embroidered works are becoming more and more aura.

He signed up for a competition in the field of fiber art, and his work needs to be sent to the organizer for review, but his current situation is really inconvenient.

A name suddenly popped up in my heart, but it was suppressed again.

I agreed not to bother him.

Yu Qiu thought of Xiang Yan again, but Xiang Yan was on a business trip for the past few days and was not in Huajing.

He flipped through the friend list on WeChat, and his eyes fell on "Brother Ting".

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Si Ting since his accident, and the two of them hadn't been in touch.He wouldn't think that Si Ting unilaterally broke their relationship, maybe there were other reasons.

As for the past, he has completely let go.

Yu Qiu typed out a line and sent it: [Brother Ting, are you in Huajing? 】

The opposite replied in seconds: [Xiaoqiu!I am in Huajing!If you have anything to say, just tell me, I will definitely do it for you! 】

Yu Qiu couldn't help laughing at this cautious, almost flattering tone.

He said: [Can you do me a favor? 】

[Brother Ting: Say it! 】

Yu Qiu: [Can you come to my house first? 】

He sent the address over.

[Brother Ting: I'm leaving now, just wait a moment. 】

Si Ting left a bunch of work behind and rushed from the company to Yu's villa, but the more he thought about it on the way, the more he thought something was wrong, so he couldn't help but call Shen Mingdeng.

"What's the matter?" On the other end of the phone, Shen Mingdeng's tone sounded quite cold.

Si Ting didn't talk nonsense: "Xiaoqiu suddenly asked me to do him a favor on WeChat, and also gave me his home address. Aren't you always taking care of his affairs? Why did you come to me?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and a man's calm and indifferent voice came: "What are you going to do?"

"He didn't say anything, just let me go there first." Si Ting said with concern, "Of course I'm willing to help, but, is there something wrong with you two?"

Before, Shen Mingdeng was strictly on guard, just not allowing him to see Yu Qiu, and not allowing him to disturb Yu Qiu with WeChat, but now it's good, Yu Qiu took the initiative to find him.

Something was wrong with his gut.

Shen Mingdeng replied: "I still have something to do, so I hang up."

Si Ting: "..."

I wasn't sure, but now I'm sure.

Old Shen must have something to hide from him!

When the car reached the gate of the villa, Yu Qiu opened the door for him, and the two looked at each other.

Si Ting was slightly startled.

Before he came here, he had imagined Yu Qiu's current situation, and ran through words such as gloomy, thin, and pale in his mind. Unexpectedly, when he saw it with his own eyes, it was completely the opposite.

The young man was sitting in a wheelchair with a gentle and calm look on his face. There was no trace of gloom between his brows. Although he was still thin, he was full of vigor and fair skin. He was completely different from the wheelchair youth he imagined.

Old Shen took good care of people.

"Xiaoqiu," Si Ting felt a little embarrassed, followed Yu Qiu to the living room and sat on the sofa, "What do you want me to do?"

Yu Qiu cut to the chase: "I signed up for a competition, can you help me send my work?"? ? ?

Si Ting was at a loss: "A game? What game?"

He was in the entertainment industry, and all he could think about was the talent contests in the entertainment industry, but in Yu Qiu's current situation, how could it be possible to participate in these?

Yu Qiu pushed the square box on the coffee table towards him.

"Embroidery competition, this is my work."

Si Ting was stunned. He had known each other for more than ten years, but he had never heard that Yu Qiu could embroider!

He pointed to the box and asked, "Can I see it?"

"of course."

Si Ting opened the lid of the box, and inside was a ten-inch piece of embroidery. The delicate and beautiful pattern came into view, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.

What Yu Qiu embroidered is "Fish Playing with Lotus Leaves". The needlework is complicated. The few fish are made with Su embroidery techniques, which are extremely vivid and lifelike. Both the composition and the needlework are amazing.

"Xiaoqiu..." Si Ting didn't dare to answer, "This, is this really your embroidery?"

No matter how amateurish he is, he can see Yu Qiu's level.

Yu Qiu nodded. He had devoted himself to studying for so long, and if he couldn't come up with a work, he even looked down on himself.

"You are amazing!" This is a sincere compliment.

Yu Qiu: "Can you help me deliver..."

The door was suddenly opened from the outside, he looked over in a daze, met Shen Mingdeng's deep gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked away uncomfortably.

Si Ting got up and asked in surprise, "Old Shen, why are you here?"

"I have the key, why can't I come?" Shen Mingdeng asked back.

Si Ting: "..."

Is it amazing to have a key? !

He hehe said, "You didn't come here because of the phone call just now, did you? Don't worry about me or Xiaoqiu?"

Yu Qiu was puzzled, "What phone number?"

"it's me……"

"Yu Qiu," Shen Mingdeng interrupted Si Ting, "I was on a business trip to country M a few days ago, and I found out about a new treatment plan."

Yu Qiu's heart trembled, and he clenched his hands suddenly, "What did you say?"

"A new treatment plan for your case." Shen Mingdeng locked his eyes firmly on him, "The course of treatment is very long, maybe three years, maybe five years, but there is a certain chance of recovery."

Yu Qiu opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Shen Mingdeng squatted in front of him, gently held his hand, and asked, "Do you want to try?"

The young man clasped it back tightly, as if climbing a thorny vine, his eyes were full of the handsome face of a man.

"want."