three feet away from me

Wen Xucong had an injury on his hand. Du Xingqing knew about it, and he also knew that the injury was serious, but he didn't know that Wen Xucong's right hand had reached the point where he could not lift heavy objects. the point.

Because Wen Xucong was tossed a little hard in the past two days, Du Xingqing can't stop in the past few days, the time for hanging out is too much, and the two of them will go to the mountains to mess around more.

The sun was strong this day, but the wind was also strong, so it seemed that it wasn't that hot outside. The two of them woke up after taking a nap. Du Xingqing carried a basket and said that he wanted to go to the mountains to find wild fruits.

Wen Xucong couldn't resist him, so he put on some clothes and went out with him. The two dug into the forest for a long time, but saw nothing, but saw a lot of bamboo shoots and mushrooms.

Even if there were no wild fruits, Du Xingqing said to Wen Xucong while throwing mushrooms into the basket, "No thief? Go empty."

Wen Xucong secretly pinned a small flower to Du Xingqing's hair, and encouraged him: "Then steal more."

Du Xingqing looked down carefully for mushrooms, pretending not to know that there was a flower on his head, and then passed the basket in front of Wen Xucong as if inadvertently: "Take it, I see there are many in front. "

Wen Xucong took the basket with his left hand.

Du Xingqing walked forward, paying attention to the movement behind him. Wen Xucong stepped on the dead branches and fallen leaves, seemingly walking very calmly, but he kept looking at the little pink flower on Du Xingqing's head that swayed with his movements. , holding back a secret smile.

"Let you sneak attack," Du Xingqing, a dead thing, suddenly picked up a stone on the road and put it in Wen Xucong's basket.

The stone is not big? Big, but it still has some weight. Wen Xucong was taken aback. Unprepared, he moved his right hand over to help, but it seemed useless.

The right hand was limp and there was no strength at all. Not only did it fail to share the weight of the left hand, it also caused Wen Xucong to stagger. The basket was not held firmly, and he staggered to the side.

"What's going on!" Du Xingqing was also taken aback, and immediately stood up and grabbed Wen Xucong's arm. Wen Xucong supported him, his face turning pale.

The basket fell to the ground, more than half of the red and white mushrooms were scattered, and the flowers on Du Xingqing's head also fell off.

Du Xingqing put his arms around the man, still in shock: "What happened to you just now?"

Wen Xucong cleared up his expression, trying to be as calm and composed as before: "I was not sure at the moment."

What he said was commonplace, but Du Xingqing keenly felt that he was the one who was on top of his heart day and night. If it was before, wouldn't he say that? Picking up stones from the ground and throwing them at him would make Du Xingqing coax him with a cold face For a long time, is it determined? It can be resolved by saying that there is nothing wrong with it.

As if trying to cover up something, Du Xingqing pulled Wen Xucong's right hand suspiciously: "I just saw that your right hand has no strength, you..."

This? Du Xingqing didn't miss the panic that flashed in Wen Xucong's eyes: "Wen Xucong, tell me the truth about your hands."

Wen Xucong wanted to pull his hand back, but he didn't have any strength at all. Du Xingqing saw that his face was blushing, but he didn't feel any strength in his hand, so he couldn't help but raised his voice slightly: "Let you talk, don't act like a baby .”

"I'm fine." Wen Xucong didn't? Admit defeat, and looked at him.

"Okay!" Du Xingqing let go of his anger, took a step back, and pointed to the stone on the ground: "Today, you use your right hand to lift this? Stone, I won't? Say? What?"

Wen Xucong looked down at the stone, didn't say a word, didn't move, just stood there.

The two of them silently stood up in the woods.

From childhood to adulthood, Du Xingqing has never encountered anything that could make him compromise. He has to let his temper do what he can't do until he meets this enemy.

Du Xingqing is also stubborn when his enemies are stubborn, but he is not stubborn? Wen Xucong, who has been pampering and coaxing him all the time.

After standing for a while, Du Xingqing sighed, softened his voice, pulled Wen Xucong to sit down on the big rock next to him, and asked him in a low voice: "I didn't yell at you just now, but I was a little excited. what's going on."

"It's just boring, I can't lift things."

Wen Xucong sat next to him, talking very quietly, they were the only two of them in the woods, and they didn't know who they were afraid of disturbing.

Bored, unable to lift things, Du Xingqing frowned and picked up Wen Xucong's wrist, held it in his hand for a closer look, the wrist was slender, couldn't see anything, then rolled up Wen Xucong's sleeves, his small arms were slender and smooth , is pale and pale, without the vitality of the past year.

"Then you? When will it be healed? Why not? Apply some herbal medicine."

"Okay?" Shaking his head lightly, Wen Xucong said flatly, "It's always been like this."

Du Xingqing's face froze: "That's useless."

Wen Xucong looked at him and touched his face: "It's okay."

"What do you mean it's okay! It's okay if it's abolished! How can a good hand be abolished."

Du Xingqing tried his best to suppress his anger, but he still couldn't help being agitated. The hand holding Wen Xucong's arm was tightened. Xu Cong didn't even frown. He was worried when he was on the bed, didn't he? It hurt him because he was seriously ill. Before he knew it, it was completely abolished!

Wen Xucong felt a little pain from being caught by him, but he smiled slightly and said in his usual coquettish tone, "I don't feel pain, Xingqing, if you hug me, I won't feel pain anymore."