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Wucheng carried Chang Xiyang into the bathtub. The bathtub was not big, and the two of them were even a bit crowded, but he was worried about putting him in alone.

Xi Yang had an injury on his back and couldn't stick against the bathtub wall, so Wu Cheng put himself behind him and held the man in his arms.

When the clear water covered the wound, Chang Xiyang twitched in pain, his back almost burned, but after that time passed, he felt much better.

His body was hot, but his hands and feet were extremely cold. Wu Cheng carefully washed his wound, body and hair, carried him back to the bed, and kept rubbing his hands and feet until the cold skin was warm again.

Seeing the painful appearance of the person in his arms, Wu Cheng regretted so much that she wanted to slap herself.

He bandaged Xiyang's wound, fed him medicine, rubbed his palms and feet with alcohol, and finally slipped a fever-reducing suppository into it, and Chang Xiyang's temperature finally dropped a little. a little down.

Only then did Wu Cheng put down his snacks, at least there were signs of improvement.The identity of Chang Xiyang's guardian spirit is not true or false, but others can't see him, and he can't be sent to the hospital. He can only rely on his common sense and a blessed heart to pray for that person.

Spicy chicken!Bless your mom!Why doesn't the guardian spirit have a hospital!

Wucheng took a deep breath to calm down her excited mood.Chang Xiyang had already fallen into a deep sleep, and it was two o'clock in the middle of the night, but Wu Cheng didn't feel sleepy at all. He hugged the person who looked like a small stove from the front, kissed him lightly, and sighed.

In the night, he crossed the water for the man a few times and took his body temperature a few times. The temperature did drop slowly.He breathed a sigh of relief before he dared to sleep for a while.

When he woke up the next day, he saw Chang Xiyang staring at him without blinking.

What the hell!

Wucheng shook her body, and quickly stretched out her fingers to probe the man's breath, Chang Xiyang rolled her eyes at him.

"It's okay." He breathed a sigh of relief, and went to touch the man's forehead again, and the fever basically subsided.

"Five Oranges." Chang Xiyang called him, with a hoarse voice and a strange expression.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Xiyang?"

After a long silence, Chang Xiyang finally spoke, "My bladder is about to explode."

"I dare not move. It will leak."

"Uh..." Wu Cheng rubbed the man's 400-meter-long steel magic wand, and nodded dully.

"Hold me to the bathroom, okay? Please." Seeing that the man didn't respond, Chang Xiyang added two words in a low voice.Anyway, these two words have been said a lot these days.

Wucheng raised the corners of her mouth, but didn't hug that person, went to the bathroom by herself and got a small basin back, lifted the quilt and put it on the bed.

"Uh..." Chang Xiyang covered his face, could he be more embarrassing?Wu Cheng's thoughtfulness at this time is simply a shameful torture!

Wucheng posed for him solemnly, "I don't look at you. It's okay."

Xi Yang looked up at the sky, and with the sound of long water flow, he lost all his old face all his life.

His body is not as fragile as a human being.But...he has been holding back such physiological needs for many days.

"I'll go dump it." Wucheng patted the man's head.

When he came back again, he brought a glass of water and a bowl of thin porridge. The man on the bed buried his face in the quilt, revealing the tip of a glowing red ear.

He smiled and lay down on the bed, rubbing the man's ear, "It's okay, it's normal."

"En." Chang Xiyang nestled under the quilt and responded to him sullenly.

"I should have taken you there earlier."

"No." Chang Xiyang raised his head and looked at the man with a blushing face.Wu Cheng considered this, and he put a small chamber pot next to him, but Chang Xiyang's self-esteem would never allow him to carry out these activities in that kind of place, so now, he used an even more embarrassing way.

"Do you want to go to the toilet? It's been a few days." Wu Cheng rubbed the man's stomach, which was almost sunken.

Chang Xiyang shook his head, he hasn't eaten for a long time.

Wu Cheng kissed his chin, helped the man up and wrapped him in his arms, resting on his back, "How about some porridge? Drink it slowly."

"Ah."

Wucheng fed him bit by bit with a small spoon. His stomach was empty, and the sudden ingestion of food stimulated his stomach to twitch, and he couldn't help retching.Wucheng rubbed his stomach distressedly, comforting him constantly.

"I'm sorry." Chang Xiyang's eyes were filled with tears, but he suddenly opened his mouth.

Wucheng was stunned. He had thought about how embarrassing the situation would be when Chang Xiyang woke up, and he had also imagined various scenarios, thinking about how Chang Xiyang would beat him and scold him, and he might never talk to him again. , or even run away directly.

But he didn't expect the oolong opening just now, let alone that Chang Xiyang would apologize to him.

A person who has been imprisoned for many days and is covered with injuries will apologize to him in turn.

"I was the one who was wrong, why are you apologizing?" He kissed away the tears from the corners of the man's eyes.

"I lied to you about a lot of things, and what happened to Si Song that day was also..."

"Stop talking, Xiyang." He interrupted Chang Xiyang, and continued to feed him porridge.

It's not that he hasn't been disappointed before, but he only found out later that he has no right to be disappointed.

He knew that he weighed two pounds, and that was enough for him to retreat in depression.

But, he still didn't want to bless them.

"It's impossible for me and him."

"Is this the hope for me?" Wu Cheng smiled bitterly. The woman was right, the order of appearance was indeed important.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Chang Xiyang finally felt a little better in his stomach, and Wu Cheng didn't dare to let him eat more, so he fed him another glass of water and took some medicine, before lying down with him in his arms.

"Your injury, can you heal it yourself? Well, Blu-ray." Chang Xiyang's right foot was limply on one side, and his back was not healed. He thought that Xiyang could heal himself, so he wanted to teach him a lesson , It's fine if it hurts, and I didn't care about it. I didn't expect that person to be very cruel to me, and he insisted on it.

Chang Xiyang blinked, "I can't cure it." He was telling the truth, he has no healing ability.

"That day, your voice..."

"That's a blindfold." He lowered his head, not daring to look into Wu Cheng's eyes.

"You kill me."

"What crime did I do!" The boy's eyes were straightened, and he muttered in his mouth blankly, bewildered and helpless.

Chang Xiyang quickly hugged the man who was so guilty, "Chengcheng, I don't blame you."

"Sorry, sorry... Xiyang..."

Chang Xiyang leaned over and hugged her a little tighter, "Someone will treat me, now I want to sleep for a while."

"En." He kissed Xiyang's forehead, lifted the quilt up, put Chang Xiyang in a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

I know that I am just a traveler who has passed through you in the long years.

But I also wanted to spend the rest of my life with you with affection.

We have fate, but fate is just fate.

I also know that you will only let fate be fate.

I never stopped, but I have no regrets.

Since you are not forced to die, Chang Xiyang, please let me continue to love you.

When he woke up, it was dusk and sunset, Chang Xiyang was still sleeping peacefully, and Wucheng's forehead was pressed against the man's, and the temperature was basically normal.His brows and eyes stretched, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Wu Cheng hurriedly went to the supermarket, bought some ingredients, and came back to cook chicken soup for Chang Xiyang.

"Can you make chicken soup?" He asked casually, the kitchen was empty, and he didn't know who he was asking.

He turned his head to look at the air, bit his lips and blinked, "You are really useless."

Wucheng turned on the phone to search for recipes, and followed the steps step by step. The phone vibrated, and a message came. He glanced at the screen, smiled contemptuously, replied a few words with one hand, and then took the phone to the other side. The side air shook, "Look, your people."

The screen was so bright that a glass on the table suddenly exploded for no reason, and glass shards were scattered everywhere.

Wu Cheng subconsciously blocked it with his hand. He lowered his head to look at the dense and small wounds on his right arm, and blood dripped out slowly, "Fortunately, the lid of the pot has been covered."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was a little thankful that he didn't ruin the pot of chicken soup, "Otherwise..."

He glanced coldly over there, and his clear voice also sank, and there was a blast in the air, accompanied by a suppressed scream, and then everything became quiet, as if nothing had happened.

"Chengcheng?" Xiyang's voice came from the room, followed by the sound of the door opening. Chang Xiyang jumped out with one foot while leaning on the wall. He was wearing a shirt, which was not buttoned much. It seemed that he had just been woken up, and was worried about coming out to check the situation.

Wucheng quickly ran over to support the man, with her right hand naturally behind her back, "Why did you come out? Do you feel better?"

"I heard voices outside... What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I accidentally broke a glass and disturbed you?"

"But it doesn't sound like..."

"It's too cold outside. I'll carry you back to the bed. Now there are glass shards on the floor. You stepped on it again, huh? I made chicken soup for you, and you can drink it in a while."

Wucheng interrupted the man, picked him up in his left hand and walked towards the room.He looks like a teenager, but his strength is not small at all.

"Your hand, right hand, what's wrong?" Chang Xiyang was not stupid, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with that person.

"No..." He gently put him on the bed, "I was stabbed by glass shards just now, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

"Uh..." Chang Xiyang pulled Wucheng's right arm, there were not a lot of tiny glass shards on it, he narrowed his eyes, "Did you just crush your arm on the ground by yourself?"

Wucheng smiled embarrassedly, with a little childishness, like a child, "I accidentally fell down and just fell on it."

"Bring me the medicine box, and I'll help you deal with it." Chang Xiyang felt a little distressed, complaining about the man's carelessness.

"No, you can sleep for a while, I will pick it out later."

Chang Xiyang pretended to be angry and stared at him, but Wucheng couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss him. "You are so kind."

Chang Xiyang's expression softened, he put his fingers into Wu Cheng's hair, and turned his head to kiss her back.

Chang Xiyang carefully took out the broken glass with tweezers, and disinfected the man with alcohol, "It will hurt a little, bear with it."

He took a cotton swab and carefully touched the wound, and Wucheng gasped.

"It hurts so much, Xiyang." He lowered his brows and looked pitiful.

"I made you so careless." Chang Xiyang went to talk about him angrily, but his heart still ached.

"You can blow it up for me, okay?" Wucheng blinked her eyes, her tone softened.

"Are you a child?" Xi Yang rubbed the man's face, a little helpless, but obediently went to blow his arms to the man.Wucheng narrowed her eyes and looked at Chang Xiyang's hair.

"I suddenly felt that I could still struggle for a while." Wucheng suddenly said something that was not clear, making Chang Xiyang look up at him, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I can't bear to let you go."

"You were willing?"

"I've always been reluctant." He pushed the man down and leaned down to kiss him.

"Hey, I haven't wrapped the gauze yet."

"No more pestering, it doesn't matter. I just want to kiss you, now." He put his hands on Chang Xiyang's back, and gently bit the man's thin lower lip.

"How's your soup?"

"Fuck."