Time makes you fall

◎gentle◎

Qu Qingcheng walked slowly while supporting Zhu Yao, who had a leg injury. Zhu Yao was very careful not to put all his weight on Qu Qingcheng.

The posture is a bit awkward.

"It's okay." Qu Qingcheng said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"You can rely on me, it's okay."

"It's heavy."

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "How heavy can it be?"

"……I am taller than you."

"So what? It's not much taller." Qu Qingcheng smiled softly, "I'm not a child yet."

That's it.

Zhu Yao carefully put his own weight on Qu Qingcheng's body.

The look at Qu Qingcheng's side face looks like a thief.

Fair, slender, gentle profile.

Soft, curly, shiny hair.

Holding his hand on her shoulder with one hand, supporting his back with the other, he bent his hand towards his ribs.

And in his body, one inch above it, is his own heart, beating extremely vividly.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

Zhu Yao is like a child lost in a video game city, the sweetness of marshmallows, the sound effects of game consoles, all the things she once yearned for turned into intense stimulation, overwhelming her, making her dizzy, so that her five senses were delayed.

The touch and taste of Qu Qingcheng's unique mature women turned into a blur at this moment.

Zhu Yao just carefully controlled his body center of gravity, listening to his heart——

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

The person she yearns for the most in this world is by her side right now, supporting her gently, with at most two punches between his profile and her profile.

And how far is the distance between the two?

From the gloomy and taciturn self, to the gentle and smiling popular Qu Qingcheng.

Zhu Yao thought, how many years would it take for him to walk to Qu Qingcheng's side and stand side by side with her?

And during this long journey, how much magic must be hidden in order for Zhu Yao to undergo such an incredible transformation?

Zhu Yao felt his nose sore.

I don't know if it's because of Qu Qingcheng's gentleness, or because of a sudden burst of sadness in my heart.

Qu Qingcheng asked softly beside her, "Does it hurt?"

Thought I was in pain.

Zhu Yao sniffed: "No." She didn't want to look too delicate.

Coquettish, followed by a word that is often pampered.

From subject to object - squeamish, pampered.Such a description is only suitable for a pretty and cheerful girl like Shang Xiaoran.

Instead of this dark and silent self resting on Qu Qingcheng's shoulders.

Qu Qingcheng helped her walk to the gate of the botanical garden, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her smooth forehead, Zhu Yao was even more embarrassed.

"Stand still, I'll call a taxi." Qu Qingcheng took out his phone.

"Ah."

"We'll have to wait another 5 minutes." Qu Qingcheng exhaled, "Fortunately, it's not the rush hour for the show, so it's still easy to call a taxi."

I asked Zhu Yao again: "Does it hurt?"

It was twelve o'clock at noon, and when the sun was shining, early autumn was holding on to the tail of midsummer, and the shadow cast by the treetops was like a stingy gift.

Taking advantage of the dazzling sunlight, Zhu Yao boldly looked at Qu Qingcheng.

It turned out that there was such a small mole in the corner of Qu Qingcheng's left eye.

It is extremely small, faint in color, and it is impossible to find it unless it is at such a close distance, a mole.

Zhu Yao didn't know which nerve in him was stimulated by this mole.

The feeling of crying that has been suppressed in the bottom of my throat, at this time, the earth trembles and the mountains shake.

It turned into the watery light in the fundus of the eyes, and under the bright sunlight, it matched the fine sweat on the tip of Qu Qingcheng's delicate nose.

"What's wrong?" Qu Qingcheng panicked, "Does it hurt so much?"

Zhu Yao shook his head and took a deep breath: "No."

"Maybe the sun is too bright."

Qu Qingcheng: "Persevere." Looking down at the phone, "The car will arrive in 2 minutes."

"You stand still."

The right hand that had been supporting Zhu Yao suddenly let go, and the mobile phone that had been operated with the left hand was handed over to the right hand.

Raise your left hand and turn your body slightly at an angle.

By the time Zhu Yao reacted, a white palm had already blocked her eyes.

Because of thinness, there are still tiny gaps between fingers.

The palm prints in the palm are like a labyrinth, with the logic that Zhu Yao, who is five years younger, can't pry at all, and Qu Qingcheng's life trajectory is drawn out.

Qu Qingcheng asked softly, "Is it better?"

This helps you to block the sun, has the degree of glare improved a bit?

Zhu Yao stared at Qu Qingcheng's palm prints.

Then slowly close your eyes.

"Ah."

Don't let the trembling in your voice reveal your crying.

Don't let Qu Qingcheng find out.

The most gentle person in the world, Qu Qingcheng.

******

The car finally came.

Qu Qingcheng hurriedly put the phone into his pocket and helped Zhu Yao get into the car.

The driver confirmed with her: "Are you going to X Hospital?"

"Correct."

"Oops." Qu Qingcheng suddenly yelled, and turned to ask Zhu Yao: "I forgot to confirm with you, is there a hospital that your mother has always designated for you?"

"I saw that she was injured and went to Hospital X last time, so I took it for granted that I was going to take you to Hospital X."

Zhu Yao: "There is no designated hospital, X Hospital can."

Qu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

She took out her phone again: "I'll notify your mother now and ask her to pick you up at X Hospital."

Zhu Yao directly took the phone away from Qu Qingcheng's hand.

Qu Qingcheng glanced at Zhu Yao in astonishment.

The girl was holding her mobile phone, sitting with her long legs apart, as if deliberately showing a little cynical attitude, the hand holding the mobile phone was placed on her lap.

The other hand rested on the side of the car window to rest his chin, and curled his fingers to cover his tightly pursed mouth.

"Don't tell her." In a stubborn and disdainful tone: "She won't come."

"Can……"

"She's on a business trip to Cambodia."

The girl kept looking out of the window with her chin resting on her cheeks, and Qu Qingcheng could almost hear the next words she didn't say in her heart:

Even if I wasn't on a business trip, she wouldn't come if I suffered such a slight injury.

Qu Qingcheng unconsciously imitated Zhu Yao and pursed the corners of his lips, and then discovered that this was a movement he often did in adolescence.

"Okay." She heard herself say, "Then don't notify her."

"I'll accompany you to the hospital."

The stubborn girl with long hands and long legs finally nodded and returned the phone to her.

******

There will never be fewer people in the hospital.

Because of a sudden injury, I came to the hospital temporarily, and there was no way to make an appointment in advance, so I had to wait in the waiting room.

Zhu Yao was not seriously injured, so he was not qualified to see the emergency department, so he had to watch a girl who was scratched by a cat, a boy who scratched his hand with a carved seal, and a child who broke his knee playing basketball and went in one by one.

Finally it was her turn.

Zhu Yao stood up, and Qu Qingcheng immediately stood up with her: "I'll help you in."

The two walked into the consulting room together.

The doctor motioned Zhu Yao to sit down, looked at Zhu Yao's legs, and then at Qu Qingcheng: "Who are you?"

"Her teacher."

Zhu Yao lowered his head and stared at the wound on his leg: "Doctor, my injury shouldn't be serious, right?"

The doctor checked again carefully: "Fortunately, the injury was not on the knee joint, and the wound is not deep."

"how did you make it?"

"Knocked on a rock."

The doctor couldn't help but educate her: "You young people, why are you always frizzy?"

"Fortunately, you don't need stitches, just bandage it."

He made a list.

Qu Qingcheng took it: "I'll pay for the medicine."

"Why did the teacher come here? Where are her parents?"

Qu Qingcheng said gently but firmly, "It's the same with me here."

Zhu Yao let out a breath.

She was helped by Qu Qingcheng to wait outside the clinic, and soon after, Qu Qingcheng hurried back after taking the medicine.

Stand aside and watch the doctor bandage Zhu Yao's wound.

Can't help but ask: "Will it hurt?"

The doctor glanced at her: "It must hurt."

"Okay, don't touch the wound with water, remove the gauze and change the medicine every six hours, for the first three days."

"Thank you doctor."

Qu Qingcheng helped Zhu Yao out again, and sat down on the chair in the waiting area again.

When I took out the phone, I thought about it: "Your mother is on a business trip, and won't come back during the eleventh?"

Zhu Yao nodded.

"Then, can you go to my house?"

"what?!"

"Go to my house, I'll change your medicine every six hours."

"No, no, no, no." Zhu Yao's face flushed red: "I hurt my leg, not my hand. I can change the medicine myself."

Qu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure you won't forget once?"

"This is..."

Maybe when playing games is intense, or when watching anime is exciting, I will forget.

Qu Qingcheng concluded: "Let's go to my house."

"I took you out. If your wound gets infected, I will be responsible."

Looking at Zhu Yao inquiringly: "Can you do it? Be good, let's cooperate."

Like speaking to a kindergartener instead of a 17-year-old sophomore.

Zhu Yao couldn't stand Qu Qingcheng's deceitful and gentle tone, so he could only say, "Okay."

Qu Qingcheng called another car.

******

After driving for about an hour, Qu Qingcheng's home appeared in front of Zhu Yao for the first time.

This is the place she came to many, many times in her long life.

But the first time he was always so nervous that he exploded, Zhu Yao even heard himself gulping nervously when he got off the car.

Suddenly remembered and asked: "Do you live alone?"

Qu Qingcheng nodded: "Yes."

She supported Zhu Yao: "It's a little troublesome, I live on the upper floor."

Zhu Yao glanced at the stacked villas in front of him, with beige exterior walls and domed roofs, a typical Spanish style, whether it was renting or buying, it was obviously not something a young teacher who had just graduated could afford.

Qu Qingcheng should have a good family background.

Qu Qingcheng suggested: "How about I carry you up?"

There is no elevator in the stacked villa, so you can only walk up the winding stairs.

Zhu Yao: "No, no, no, the doctor said that my injury is not serious."

"I'm taller than you and definitely heavier than you. If you carry me on your back, we'll fall again."

In order to prevent Qu Qingcheng from carrying her back, Zhu Yao suddenly said a lot.

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "Okay then, I'll help you up."

The author says:

感谢在2021-09-2111:42:12~2021-09-2216:45:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Mu Chenyan 2;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: I have forgotten the password countless times, and welcome one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!