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

The cooperation between Yu Qiu and Lu Gao was impressive. After several shows, both of them became famous.

Invitations came pouring in, but Yu Qiu had no time to take care of them.

Having reached the final stage of treatment, all his energy is on his legs.

"Don't worry, take your time." Shen Mingdeng held Yu Qiu's arm firmly, watching the young man try his best to stand up.

The clothes on Yu Qiu's back were soaked with sweat, and his whole body was shaking. Although his legs had been well maintained over the years, they were still a little thinner than normal.The lack of muscle makes it difficult for his legs to support his whole body weight.

He clenched Shen Mingdeng's arms, bowed his waist with difficulty, trying to stand up completely, big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

"I can't do it anymore." Yu Qiu sat back in the wheelchair dejectedly, his eyes stained red with sour and aggrieved emotions.

It has been two years since I first felt leg pain.He has been insisting on treatment for the past two years, and the nerves in his legs finally recovered, but he still couldn't stand up, let alone walk normally.

There was nowhere to express the anxiety in his heart, he lowered his head, tears fell down like beads, mixed with sweat, it was hard to see clearly.

Shen Mingdeng squatted halfway, hugged him into his arms, and said warmly: "It's already very good, I won't practice today, and I will continue tomorrow."

"Almost six years." Yu Qiu buried himself in the side of his neck, closed his eyes, his eyelashes were wet, and looked pitiful, "Am I useless? Am I a drag?"

The emotional breakdown did not happen suddenly, he had been suppressed in his heart for too long, in order to be able to stand up again, he had paid too much sweat and endured too much pain.

Countless failures crushed him.

Shen Mingdeng's heart seemed to be tightly clenched by a hand, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.He would not comfort people, he just picked him up silently, undressed and bathed him as he did many times before, and then put him into bed.

The young man cried and fell asleep, with a teardrop falling from the corner of his eye, which sank into his temples the next second, as if falling into Shen Mingdeng's heart lake, causing countless ripples.

He wiped away the young man's tears with his fingertips, and twisted the corner of the quilt for him.

After crying for a while and having another full sleep, Yu Qiu woke up refreshed, and was about to open his eyes when he was startled by the swelling and soreness of his eyes.

Enduring the soreness and swelling, he opened his eyelids, picked up his phone to take a picture, oh, it's swollen like a peach!

It's ugly, it's really ugly.

He quickly got into the wheelchair, went downstairs before washing up, and wanted to go to the kitchen to steam some eggs first.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Shen Mingdeng who got up early to work out and bought breakfast.

The two looked at each other for a second, and Yu Qiu turned the wheelchair abruptly, turned his back to Shen Mingdeng, and hurried into the elevator.

He hasn't washed yet!The eyes are also swollen and ugly!

Holding the wheelchair with one hand, "What are you going to do?"

Yu Qiu lowered his head, "Go upstairs and wash up."

"What were you going to do just now?"

"It's nothing."

The man gave a short laugh, "I steamed two eggs for you, remember to put them on your eyes."

"How do you know—" He turned his head to ask, but when he saw the man's smiling eyes, he suddenly stopped.

Shen Mingdeng said: "When you first had an accident, you cried a lot."

But at that time, Yu Qiu was immersed in the pain of paralyzed legs, and didn't care about the image problem at all.

Yu Qiu: "..."

In Shen Mingdeng's heart, he really had no image for a long time.

He went upstairs with his head drooping, and looked at himself in the mirror while brushing his teeth, feeling more and more depressed the more he looked.

Lu Gao would mess up the mandarin ducks, he and Shen Mingdeng, how could it be possible?

The days were spent in recovery, recovery, recovery, and soon it was the eve of Yu Qiu's 28th birthday.

After his eighteenth birthday party, he never celebrated his birthday seriously again, and he was even less in the mood after being paralyzed.

When he was in the entertainment industry before, he often filmed movies or performed other commercial performances in other places. Aunt Xiang would always send birthday wishes and send him birthday gifts.After the accident, this habit has not changed.

The strange thing is Shen Mingdeng.

He'd been giving him birthday presents for years in a row—the old him never remembered birthdays.

Yu Qiu couldn't figure out more and more what Shen Mingdeng was thinking. He was like a puzzle, constantly attracting people to explore, but he never revealed the answer.

"Xiaoqiu, it's great to hear from Ming Deng that you are almost standing up now!" On the other side of the video, Xiang Yan's eyes are covered with fine lines, and there is a gentle smile in his eyes, "I'll see you soon!" It's your birthday, Auntie was thinking, should I buy you a big cake, let's celebrate together as a family, when you make a wish on the cake, maybe the wish will come true."

Yu Qiu came back to his senses, "Okay, I will listen to you."

There is nothing wrong with it.

For six years, the Shen family took good care of him, and he deeply felt the care and love of Aunt Xiang and Uncle Shen for him.

And Shen Mingdeng...

"That's good! When the time comes, I'll go to your side with your Uncle Shen, okay?"

"Of course."

Xiang Yanxi smiled, "When the time comes, I will personally show you my skills, let you taste my craftsmanship, and then I will make you a bowl of longevity noodles, so that you will be safe and happy in the future."

"Okay," Yu Qiu couldn't help laughing, "With your blessing, nothing will be worse in the future."

He looked at the woman in the video. She was nearly sixty years old, and her temple hair had already grown a few strands of silver. No matter how well maintained it was, it could not avoid the erosion of time.

In addition to worrying and worrying about him over the past few years, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have accumulated deeper and deeper.

His heart was filled with emotion.

"You will be fine in the future!" Xiang Yan turned to Shen Mingdeng, "It's you, Brother Shen, I really can't let it go."

Yu Qiu was surprised, "What happened to him?"

"He's already 35! He's the only one whose children have gone to junior high school, and he's the only one who doesn't want to introduce him to a blind date. He's so old, he doesn't know how to be anxious."

Yu Qiu couldn't express his opinion, so he said, "Maybe I haven't met the right one yet."

"Oh, I don't care about him!"

Xiang Yan didn't mention this matter a few years ago, but now that Yu Qiu is recovering soon, he brought up Shen Mingdeng's marriage, because Shen Mingdeng has been taking care of Yu Qiu almost personally in the past few years, and it is really not suitable for a family.

Now is the time.

Yu Qiu wanted to understand the key point, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

After the video ended, he sat behind the window on the second floor, overlooking the colorful garden. He was silent for a long time, and finally confirmed one thing——

He didn't want to see Shen Mingdeng get married.

Once this thought arises, it can no longer be contained.

Yu Qiu was shocked, is he so selfish?He dominated Shen Mingdeng for six years, but he didn't want him to get married and have children and find happiness.

He is really too selfish.

He was even thinking, if his legs never recovered, would Shen Mingdeng take care of him all the time?

Such dark thoughts made him feel ashamed.

Aunt Xiang and Uncle Shen treated him so well, and Shen Mingdeng treated him so well, how could he have such an idea?

too frightening.

Yu Qiu pinched his arm fiercely, trying to make those weird thoughts disappear.

After the recovery, he forced himself to work harder, and he even consciously avoided Shen Mingdeng's intimate contact.

Shen Mingdeng noticed it, but didn't say anything.

The day before his birthday, Yu Qiu was still sweating profusely, trying to stand up, but failed again.

But he was very calm.

"Put me in the wheelchair," he gasped as he clasped Shen Mingdeng's shoulders, "I'll wash it myself."

Shen Mingdeng did as he did, but when he turned the wheelchair around, he grabbed the pusher with all his strength, his eyes were deep and gloomy.

"Yu Qiu, what is your birthday wish?"

Yu Qiu didn't look back, "Of course I can stand up."

"It's a coincidence, so am I."

This has been his birthday wish every time for six years.

Yu Qiu was stunned.

He looked down at the legs that were gradually full of vitality, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Shen Mingdeng let go of him and watched him go away.

The phone rang, but he didn't answer it until the call was about to end, as if he didn't hear it.

"what's up?"

"What else can I do?" Si Ting said with a smile, "As usual, help me give Xiao Qiu a gift."

Shen Mingdeng: "Send it yourself."

"It's weird. Didn't you never let me bother Xiaoqiu before? You didn't allow me to send it over, and I had to ask you to do it for me." Si Ting was extremely surprised.

"Si Ting," Shen Mingdeng kneaded his eyebrows irritably, "Yu Qiu used to grab Meng Pingjiang's resources, and you know why."

"..."

"It's for his own good not to let you approach him."

"No," Si Ting almost bit his tongue, "What do you mean? You don't think Xiaoqiu is interested in me, do you?!"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not! How could he be interested in me? He just treats me like an older brother, Old Shen, what are you thinking?!"

Shen Mingdeng frowned, "If you are only regarded as an elder brother, why are you targeting Meng Pingjiang?"

"He has no sense of security." Si Ting saw it clearly, "He has always had no sense of security. He is afraid of being abandoned."

Shen Mingdeng was silent for a moment, "How can I feel safe?"

He brought himself into himself. When he was a child, his family was poor and his mother was ill and could not be treated, so he has been working hard to make money, and wealth will fill his sense of security.

What about Yu Qiu?

What does he need if he has no relatives?

"Old Shen, don't think I'm talkative," Si Ting sighed, "I used to advise you to pay more attention to Xiaoqiu, because I thought you were more suitable for this role than me, whether it was an older brother or other roles, the facts have proved that , you are indeed more suitable."

Shen Mingdeng's voice was low: "What do you mean?"

"For so many years, everyone has seen how you treat Xiaoqiu. You have never cared so much for someone. You are already 35. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Xiaoqiu."

"For him?"

"Come on, do you want to be with him?"

Shen Mingdeng gripped the phone tightly, "Yes."

"Then confess."

"He has been avoiding contact with me these days." Shen Mingdeng frowned, "Maybe he doesn't want to be with me."

Si Ting laughed: "I said, old Shen, when have you been so indecisive? Sure enough, love blinds people. My suggestion is to tell him directly and let him choose."

"Okay." Shen Mingdeng was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind, "Thank you."

On his birthday, Xiang Yan and Shen Yingshan brought cakes and ingredients, and personally cooked a sumptuous birthday meal for Yu Qiu.

Candles were placed on the cake, and the dancing flames were reflected in Yu Qiu's eyes, warming his heart.

Yu Qiu closed his eyes and made a wish.

I hope Aunt Xiang and Uncle Shen live a long and healthy life.

I wish Shen Mingdeng a happy future.

I hope I can stand up as soon as possible.

Is it too greedy?

He opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and blew out all the candles at once.

"Okay! Wishes will definitely come true!" Xiang Yan smiled and applauded.

Yu Qiu raised his eyes and looked at the three people who loved him sincerely in front of him, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

The four of them hadn't had dinner together for a long time, and Xiang Yan's mood was obviously very high. She and Yu Qiu were talking about gossip and interesting things in life. When they talked about the grandson of a friend's house, they suddenly changed the subject:

"Xiaoqiu, please help me persuade you, brother Shen, he is already a big boy, and he hasn't even talked to anyone until now, what can we do in the future!"

Yu Qiu smiled, "Maybe the fate didn't come."

"What kind of fate?" Xiang Yan glared at Shen Mingdeng, "I haven't had fate for more than 30 years, why not listen to me and look at each other, maybe you can find fate. I have inquired for you, and there is one..."

"I have someone I like." Shen Mingdeng put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said solemnly, "I have someone I like, and I'm going to chase after him."

Yu Qiu's heart twitched, and he almost lost his grip on the chopsticks.

He lowered his head, trying to hide the sadness in his heart, but no matter how superb his acting skills were, he couldn't really control it.

"A person you like?" Xiang Yan asked in surprise, "Really? Who is it?"

"I'll tell you when I catch up."

Xiang Yan was curious, so he had to ask Yu Qiu: "Xiao Qiu, Ming Deng has been with you all the time, have you noticed that he treats someone differently?"

Yu Qiu squeezed the chopsticks tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm not sure."

He really couldn't continue to pretend, so he said: "I suddenly feel uncomfortable in my stomach, I'll go up first."

Control the wheelchair and turn around.

Shen Mingdeng also got up, and said to the old couple: "I will accompany him up."

The two went up to the second floor together.

Yu Qiu entered the bedroom, turned around to close the door, but was blocked by a hand.

"What are you doing?" He turned his face away to prevent Shen Mingdeng from seeing the tears in his eyes.

Shen Mingdeng pushed open the door forcefully, closed it tightly again, and squatted halfway in front of Yu Qiu, reaching out to lift his chin, but Yu Qiu hid him.

"Cried?"

Yu Qiu wiped away tears, "Don't worry about it."

"But I want to take care of it."

Yu Qiu was stunned, and raised his eyes in shock.

"I've been in charge of you for six years, and I'm reluctant to let someone else take care of me." Shen Mingdeng took his hand, his eyes were strong and forbearing, "Can you give me a chance to take care of you for the rest of your life?"

Yu Qiu: "..."

He asked stupidly: "Then the person you like..."

Shen Mingdeng looked at him deeply: "I like you, and I want to be with you."

The surprise fell from the sky, and Yu Qiu was so dizzy that he couldn't react for a while, only feeling that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, making him numb and trembling.

"Qiuqiu, I've never liked anyone. Maybe there's something wrong that makes you hate me. You can reject me, but can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

"I don't hate you." Yu Qiu shook his head, "How could I hate you?"

He laughed and shed tears.

Shen Mingdeng wiped away his tears, "Then why are you crying?"

"Are you asking just now or now?"

"Just now?"

"You like someone else, I'm sad."

"now what?"

"You like me, I'm happy."

Yu Qiu sniffed, and acted like a baby in a hoarse voice: "Is it ugly crying?"

"It's beautiful." Shen Mingdeng picked him up immediately.

The soles of Yu Qiu's feet will rest on the man's instep, and with the help of the man's arm, they will loosely wrap around the other's neck and stick tightly, so that they can feel each other's frantic heartbeat.

"Are you teasing me?"

Shen Mingdeng smiled lightly, bowed his head and kissed his lips.