The heartthrob's stand-in everyday

Qin Li then looked back, she also knew the man who got off the car in a hurry, and she would never forget that sinister face similar to hers in this life.

It was her brother - Qin Shuyue.

Qin Shuyue was two years older than her. She had a puberty illness when she was in junior high school, so she had her hair cut and her eyebrows were shaved off, leaving a broken eyebrow. She said that men are not bad and women don’t love them. He was still straight and sick at that time. The reason has nothing to do with the ignorant boys and girls.

Boys follow him, girls love him, he has a handsome face, and his personality is unrestrained. At that age, it is hard not to love Qin Shuyue's existence.

When Qin Li was young, she followed behind him, enjoying the time when her younger brother was following him and the girl was fawning on her. The image of her brother was suddenly elevated in her heart.

Even after everything dissipated, her admiration for her brother remained the same, not to mention that not every gay has the courage to come out.

Through the window, Qin Li saw Qin Shuyue coming down from the car door. He was wearing a pure white T-shirt and a baseball cap. He seemed to have just returned from vacation. He reached out to support the young man who fell in front of his car, bowed his head In an instant, the hat was blown off by the wind.

Today is cloudless, which can be regarded as a good day. The wind blows strangely. Qin Li saw her brother frowning through the window, so he simply ignored it. He bent down and picked up the pale young man, opened the car door, and sent him to get in the car.

Instead, he got back into the car, started the engine, and turned around to drive towards the intersection.The whole process took less than 10 minutes. Qin Li was stunned for a moment and felt the phone vibrate in his hand.

She looked down, her brother sent her a message a second ago - I have something to do here, I will look for you later.

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One after another, he clutched his calf in silence, gritted his teeth, and made the final stubbornness.

He felt that he was terribly unlucky, but he was not completely unlucky. There was room for him in everything, and there was always a glimmer of hope in every desperate situation.

Sitting next to him, Shengji's eyes fell on his face, but his face was distorted in pain, and he couldn't spare the energy to observe the man's surprised gaze. His calf was throbbing, his thigh was numb, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down. Dripping, staining his trousers red, the torn cotton trousers fit together with the wound, which can be called a bloody mess.

He gasped, leaned on the back of the back seat, and heard the culprit whisper: "I'm going to the hospital soon, please bear with me."

The culprit spoke with a sincere tone, and finally spared a little energy to glance at him on the verge of pain, but he didn't see his face clearly, he turned his face away, and from this angle, he could only see his forehead covered with drops of water.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and there was a bloody smell that could not be ignored flowing in the warm room. The smell gradually spread, and one after another, he smelled it intentionally. He felt that his mouth also smelled of blood, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart in an instant.

It's not that he hasn't experienced pain, but it's mostly psychological. The only real physical sin he has suffered is the car accident in his previous life, and his chaotic head can't tell a sliver of consciousness.

He thought it was enough pain, the pain of separation, but it was a snowy winter, and the five senses were greatly reduced. Unlike now, the temperature has not dropped below zero, and he will experience flesh and blood when he is awake. Vague pain.

Lianyi actually couldn't bear hardships. Before the accident, he was pampered and raised for a period of time, and he was very afraid of pain. He could only drink the medicine with sugar. He wanted to change it later, but he couldn't change it.

This is too frightening to say. Who would have thought that the head of the Lu family, who is usually as arrogant and indifferent as steel, would be secretly afraid of suffering to such an extent?

He didn't tell, and no one knew.

Except Duan Xu.

They met on the hospital bed, Duan Xu is the best boy, he takes care of him so carefully, cares about him and loves him, as if he is the elder brother.They are not much different in age, just three years old.

Three years old and one reincarnation, Duan Xu treated him with tenderness and sincerity like a brother.

After the calf hurts one after another, the heart starts to hurt again. This name has a curse. He hasn't thought of this friend for a long time, and he doesn't deliberately recall it. He will never forget how good he treated him.

Bitterness and tears were all swallowed by him, and he didn't mean to be a magnanimous person, he never looked at Duan Xu at the banquet.He's an emotional avoidant through and through.

But only when he is in such desolation and pain can he think of Duan Xu.Thinking of his gentle posture, treating him as gentle as when he first met, he still wanted to get close to him, hug him, and tell him what happened to him. These weird experiences were all a joke, so that he could helplessly smile at him. as originally.

One after another, I want to be the best friend and friend with Duan Xu in this world, to support each other in this life, to sworn brothers with him, to take care of him with all my heart, just like it is written in martial arts, they are brothers who cannot be separated for the rest of their lives.

Now, these can only be met in his dreams.

When he came back to his senses one after another, a hand rested on his leg. The knuckles of the hand were a bit big, the roots were distinct, and the cut nails were sleek and decent. He used the palm of his hand as a medium to transmit warmth to him.

A warm breath came suddenly, one after another deliberately raised his head, and finally saw his face clearly.

The culprit who caused him such embarrassment had Zhang Junlang's face, which was very masculine, with a brownish complexion. At this time, his eyes were crooked and full of smiles.

He was wearing a white shirt, the hem of which was stained with blood, he grinned, showing his white teeth, "Let's go, I'll carry you on my back."

One after another, he thought that he would be the one with Pengci, otherwise he would not be able to understand the meaning of this smile, but these are not important anymore, he was in so much pain that he couldn't think about any problems.

He stretched out his hands intentionally to put on the man's palm one after another, but he looked thin and small. He was far from tall as in his previous life, and his thin figure was weighed by the man.

He wrapped his arms around his neck one after another, feeling a burst of warm breath hit his arm, and the twists and turns that spread densely made him bow his head and pretend to be dead.

He can't afford to lose this person. He has been so strong since he was a child, and he can't stand others being stronger than him. He is used to being a superior person. Even if he changes his life now, he can't bear to accept help from others.

He is very withdrawn, and the person who brought him out of his withdrawn life was called Duan Xu, who helped him protect him and finally abandoned him.

While trying to bandage one after another, the culprit was still squatting aside. The doctor cut the frayed cloth for him, revealing the fuzzy flesh and blood inside. .

He was in pain, and someone beside him handed him a piece of paper, and he took it without even thinking about it, and wiped off his cowardly signs as if venting his anger, and heard the man above his head say calmly: "It's okay, it's almost over..."

Like coaxing a child, he gritted his teeth one after another, feeling that this was a great humiliation.

He was the one who didn't see the way clearly, and he was the one who suffered.

The doctor was not surprised, and treated the wound simply for him, but he didn't take it lightly when bandaging it. He felt that his lower lip was about to be bitten off one after another, his eyes were red, and his teeth rubbed back and forth. At this moment, the man held him again his hand.

The warmth instantly ironed out his impatience, so he vented all his pain through this piece of soft flesh, pinching him hard to vent his anger.

The red and white marks expressed his dissatisfaction, and when everything was over, he saw the man smiling and touching his head one after another, saying, "You're so good."

He seemed to be teasing a cat, or playing with a dog, but he didn't look like he was talking to people.

He has a fierce appearance, the clothes he wears are also high-end, and the license plate of his car is as smooth as a nouveau riche. This is a rich man who has been willing to befriend him in his previous life, but now he just wants to stay away from him.

The disparity in status is too fatal, and one after another wants to make friends only with the most desirable person.

One after another he didn't speak, the wound was bandaged, the man kept staring at him, one after another he felt aggrieved by him, he glared at him angrily, his status was all forgotten by him, he one after another was aggrieved When did you suffer from such a crime?

He stopped talking, and the man approached with a smile again, he didn't seem to be the cause of the accident, he approached with a playful smile, as if he was taking care of his relatives.

Damn, is there such a shameless person in the world?

One after another, his face turned red and then white, and he didn't have normal skin color anyway. He felt horrible and horrified at the same time, thinking that he wouldn't be so unlucky to encounter a mental illness, right?

The mentally ill didn't speak, just stared at him, left and right, up and down, which made him get goosebumps all over his body, and his fists were so numb that he wanted to punch him.

Just as he was deliberating whether to use his left or right fist, the man stopped moving again.

He froze in place, his smile froze, he seemed to be staring into his own eyes, knowing that his eyes were beautiful one after another, no matter in his previous life or now, Lu Jinyi has a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes.

Danfeng's eyes are very skillful, some are too long to look mean, some are too short to look bullying, his eyes are just in between, just right, no more, no less, perfect beauty.

He raised his eyes hesitating to speak but lowered his eyes to "If You Are the One", he is good-looking and indifferent, he thinks that if a man's brain is still normal, he should be able to recognize the emotions he shows.

Men don't speak.

This reminds me of my experience of being inexplicably locked up a few days ago, loss of vision, collapse of the world, and turning into a pet for people to play with.

The man treated him the same way, staring at every corner of his body, motionless.Every now and then, I wonder if I have a magnet installed on my body, making people stare at him motionless.

After a long time, he regained a little feeling in his thigh and calf, and the hand rested lightly on his ankle that was not stained with blood.

It was tightly bandaged just now, and the hand touched it lightly and then moved away quickly. He raised his head one after another and saw the man frowning, as if he was thinking about something. A few seconds later, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Get me a VIP suite."

His eyes widened one after another, and he met the clear and bright eyes of the man. He saw him bent down and half-kneeled in front of him, and said guiltily: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Lu, if you don't mind, I would like to use the I will take care of you for the next month."

Haha, pure money has no place to spend it, right?

One after another, I feel that this person is most likely a psychopath. His questioning did not go through his consent, but he just announced it unilaterally. Based on his experience in his previous life, even if he refuses him now, he will enter the VIP ward he mentioned for various reasons the next day. .

So he didn't speak, just smiled, and became siblings with Mona Lisa.

The result of the smile was that he didn't wait until the next day. That night, the man picked him up and transferred him to the ward.

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The places where you pay for it are indeed much better than the public ones.You get what you pay for, leaning on the bed one after another, seeing the man peeling an apple while introducing himself, "...My name is Qin Shuyue, you can also call me Mr. Qin..."

Interrupted him successively: "Mr. Qin, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

She looked at him intently one after another, her eyes were sincere and sincere, but this didn't seem to arouse the pity of the man in front of her.He seemed to be blind, deliberately ignored his words, and said to himself: "It's the so-called one hundred days of pain, and I decided to use these one hundred days to atone for my sin."

They said one after another, "What sin are you atoning for?"

Qin Shuyue didn't speak, looked at his face, then at his legs, and then showed a shy smile: "This happened because of me, I have to be responsible to you."

The responsibility Qin Shuyue said was to wake him up at six o'clock every day and push him to have breakfast, and accompany him to watch a European and American blockbuster at six o'clock in the evening.During the ten years of his sleep, the hospital's equipment has become more and more perfect.

Can't stop complaining one after another, staring at the world superstar on TV in a daze, wondering who is this guy, why did he kiss, what the hell, why did he go to bed again, why did he have an affair with him, then what should he do?

This is obviously a gay film, with a certain Hollywood label, and a few men living life without shame.One after another, the lovers became numb. The first day was normal. The innocent little boy fell in love. On the second day, something was not right, and he started to fuck without kissing.

If he didn't understand what this man meant to him, he would be stupid. He turned his head to look at the man who was watching the movie with relish, and wanted to say something, but when his eyes touched his face, he paused again.

Fuck, why is this person blushing more than me?

Can't it be so innocent?

His words got stuck in his throat, stuck up and down, choked on his saliva, and coughed again, the man supported him and comforted him softly: "It's okay, this plot is like this, and they will be reconciled next time, don't get too excited... ..."

They continued to say, "I don't like to watch it."

Qin Shuyue said: "Then let's change after watching this one."

"I don't like another one."

"Why don't you like it?"

Lianyi finally waited for this sentence, he exhaled a foul breath, raised his head, and looked at the man seriously, "I'm not gay."

He said: "I like women, my previous fiancée was a woman."

Qin Shuyue paused, looked at him, glanced up and down, and asked with a strange expression: "You still have a fiancee?"

He stopped talking one after another.

The only girl he has ever loved sincerely in this life is a piece of flesh dug out from the bottom of his heart, which cannot be touched or touched, and cannot be cured in this life.

He loves her like life.But life can't be given up, so he treats her as dead, and now he wants to keep her a widow for the rest of her life.

Lianyi has been brainless since he was a child. Those who have loved will always love, and those who have hated will never be forgotten. He has extreme emotions and extreme egoism.

He paused and stopped talking.

The torn wound made him choke, and for the sake of his own psychological safety, he decided to avoid this topic.

Qin Shuyue was obviously not going to let him go.

"If you have a fiancée, then pretend that I didn't tell you, I thought..."

"It's all in the past," he said sullenly, "Can you stop talking about it?"

Qin Shuyue paused, then laughed again when she heard the words: "Okay."

His eyes always stayed on him, on his face, and he noticed his emotional changes one step faster than him, and he observed him in detail.

One after another, I remembered that I hadn't been home for a long time. After asking the date, I realized that it was exactly a week since he was taken by those people. Lu Yi didn't go home halfway. He was preparing for the final exam. At that time, he fell asleep and didn't answer the call, so Qin Shuyue answered the phone for him.

After waking up one after another and asking him what he said, Qin Shuyue didn't speak, but looked at him strangely, moving his upper and lower lips: "It's nothing."

Believe it or not, he wanted to call by himself, but Qin Shuyue took the phone away. He gritted his teeth and said, "Give it to me."

Qin Shuyue didn't understand, and put on a hypocritical expression: "You need to rest now."

One after another, I was about to collapse. Thinking back on the gay movies I watched these days, I was even angrier: "I want to go home."

Qin Shuyue shook his head, and said no, he pointed to the legs that had been casted one after another, bent his fingers and tapped, and the plaster thumped, "It's not time to remove this yet."

Feeling like sitting on pins and needles one after another, "How long will it take?"

Qin Shuyue said: "At most three months, at least one month."

He smiled, and the broken eyebrow looked like he could have a gentle day: "I will always be with you."

He did it.

In the next few days, he wanted to eat, sleep and even go to the toilet one after another, and there was always someone by his side to accompany him.

He is a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death, but he is a stupid rabbit who doesn't look back after bumping into the south wall.

They played a cat-and-mouse game, trying to be forced into the game one after another, and they were in pain.

Qin Shuyue and his name have been turned upside down, the former is as gentle as jade, and the latter is ruthless.Before falling asleep, she finally couldn't help but said, "I really don't like men."

Qin Shuyue pursed her lips and said innocently, "I don't like men either."

He continued to say, "Then why are you pestering me?"

Qin Shuyue smiled and said, "But I like you."

He lowered his head, his eyes were very round, and the moonlight in his pupils made him look far less menacing than during the day.He actually looks good, but the things he does make Lianyi feel vicious.

He continued to say: "Then you can find someone you like, I have someone I like."

Qin Shuyue smiled again and asked, "Is that your fiancee?"

Nodding one after another, thinking of her beautiful side face through the moonlight, his heart ached. He rarely thought of his fiancée, but all his memories of love were her.

When it comes to love, I think of her.When it comes to first love, marriage, and all kinds of beautiful words for the rest of my life, I can think of her.

He likes light yellow, the curtains and bed sheets at home, the notebook pens he bought, always choose this color, the child’s birthday, he chooses the light yellow paper box to wrap, attends the grand party, he chooses yellow shirts and suits, he grows yellow flowers, sprinkles sunflower seeds Full courtyard.It blooms the next year and is as beautiful as her skirt.

He likes light yellow because the girl was wearing a light yellow skirt when they first met.She likes it, so he likes it too.

He remained silent, staring at the moonlight in a daze, Qin Shuyue lowered her head and smiled, "This hypothesis is not valid."

He said: "Then if your fiancée is a man, do you still love him?"