withered lover

Du Zhinian's words were ambiguous, and Fa Xiao, who was aroused by gossip, kept asking him who he had a crush on.

"It's just a bed partner, so what do you care about? When did I care about who you were having an affair with?" Du Zhinian didn't answer, but changed the topic with a smile.

Fa Xiao thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the case.

"Just for fun." He handed the cigarette case to Du Zhinian, "Your job is quite stressful."

Du Zhinian didn't pick up the cigarette, picked up his phone and checked the time.

"Don't bother you to pick up girls. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'm leaving first."

He stood up and winked at the glamorous bartender behind the bar, "It's on my name."

After leaving the bar, Du Zhinian didn't go home immediately.

He lives alone, if he doesn't have to go to work tomorrow, no one will care about him even if he spends the whole night in the bar tonight.

Du Zhinian walked back along the side street. It was not yet winter at the end of October, and the temperature had not completely dropped. The night in the downtown area was full of fireworks. Passing through a massage parlor with ambiguous lights, and turning a corner, there was a barbecue filled with oily smoke. stand.

The open-air wine table was filled with the sound of men punching and bragging. Du Zhinian quickly left the noisy booth and walked towards home.

When he reached the intersection, he heard men cursing from the residential building on the left, and the unbearable insults were mixed with the voice of a woman crying.

Du Zhinian paused, turned around and walked in the opposite direction during the interval between cursing.

The wind in the autumn night was already bitterly chilly. The cold wind blew away the smell of alcohol on Du Zhinian's body, but it didn't blow away the delusions in his heart.

As he walked on the deserted night road, the images of Shen Guiwan were all played back and forth in his mind.

There are many secrets hidden in him, but Du Zhinian was aroused by such an ignorant person, and even became intensified under the catalysis of alcohol.

After wandering in the cold wind for more than half an hour, Du Zhinian walked back to his apartment from the bar two kilometers away.

He lived here when he was in college, and occasionally brought his boyfriend back during the hot relationship, and spent a whole weekend in bed.

But whether he was serious or casual, Du Zhinian had several relationships, but none of them could persist until they lived together.

The night became cold, and the chill crept in from the neckline of his sleeves, taking away the few warmth from Du Zhinian's body.

Looking at the familiar room, he suddenly felt empty, as if something very important was missing.

But with the backlash of the alcohol, the messy thoughts in Du Zhinian's mind were entangled with his longing for the patient. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember what was the most important thing.

He rubbed his sore temples, blamed alcohol and the sudden drop in temperature, took a hot shower and fell asleep.

A small amount of alcohol can help sleep, and Du Zhinian had another good night's sleep. When he woke up, he no longer felt the tiredness and irritability left over from the night.

He went back to work in the hospital, and in the next few days he always visited Shen Guiwan in the ward in the name of rounds and examinations.

"The wound is recovering very well, and I can be discharged from the hospital after the stitches are removed in two days."

Du Zhinian did not mention the unexplained injuries on Shen Guiwan's body again, and restrained all inquiries and concerns within the scope of his duties, and did not let his behavior go too far.

It's just that Du Zhinian felt that even if he didn't make it clear, Shen Guiwan should at least ask "why" when he went there so frequently.

But Shen Guiwan didn't.

He still looks indifferent, and each answer does not exceed five words, that is, he doesn't care about his wounds, and he doesn't care when he can be discharged from the hospital, as if the injured person is not himself.

After observing for a few days, Du Zhinian felt that Shen Guiwan was like a shell, sealing himself up with a shell of silence, and would only respond in the most simple way to the content related to himself.

Shen Guiwan's reticent attitude is more troublesome than a patient who resists treatment, but this did not dispel Du Zhinian's interest in Shen Guiwan.

No matter how hard the shell is, the soft shell will always stick out from the slightly open gap.

Since hinting doesn't work, just make it explicit.

However, before Du Zhinian had time to act, Shen Guiwan, who was about to be discharged from the hospital, had a new situation.

On the seventh day of Shen Guiwan's hospitalization, Du Zhinian went to the inpatient department for rounds as usual.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, there was a roar and the sound of glass breaking in the ward behind him. The sound echoed in the empty corridor, and the glass on the window seemed to be shaking slightly.

This floor is the VIP ward of the hospital, and the security is very good. It is reasonable to say that there will be no malicious incidents, but when Du Zhinian heard the sound, his heart suddenly jumped violently.

He had a bad premonition in his heart, and before he had time to think about it, he ran directly towards the source of the sound.

The ward where the accident happened was not far from the elevator. Du Zhinian found the ward and was about to open the door to stop it, but the words that slipped out of the door made him stop abruptly.

"Shen Guiwan, don't take yourself too seriously!" An angry voice sounded from behind the door.

Du Zhinian looked up at the number of the ward, only to realize that it was Shen Guiwan's ward that he had visited many times.

He stood in front of the door of the ward, and the hand that was about to open the door lost all strength, and rested weakly on the doorknob.

After a brief silence, a man's voice came from the ward again: "Do you know why I dumped you?"

The man put away his anger and his tone became disdainful.

"Because you're so boring, being with you is like playing with a blow-up doll."

Listening to the man exaggerating how boring Shen Guiwan is, Du Zhinian compared Shen Guiwan to a cold toy, raised his head in displeasure, but accidentally met Shen Guiwan's gaze.

Shen Guiwan's eyes were cold, piercing through Du Zhinian's pupils like a sharp sword through a thin layer of glass.

Du Zhinian's heart beat violently, and he wanted to push the door open, but the man in the ward cursed again: "Don't fucking look at me like that, as if I owe you something!"

"Originally, I slept with you for the sake of cooperation between your father and my family, but I didn't know that you were like a log on the bed."

He humiliated Shen Guiwan with vulgar language, "If it's just boring, it's okay, but I let my family know about it, and my credit card was suspended, and I was told a joke, so I couldn't go out for a few days."

"It's fucking unlucky!" The man reached out his hand to grab Shen Guiwan at the end of his speech.

But before his hand touched Shen Guiwan, he was interrupted by the sound of the ward door being opened.

"Mr. Liu." Du Zhinian gently closed the door of the ward, "Long time no see."

The man who came to cause trouble for Shen Guiwan was the trash second ancestor that Du Zhinian made a small mouth about, and Shen Guiwan was the other protagonist of the story, the poor man who was cheated and was beaten and hospitalized by his biological father.

The world is so small, Du Zhinian sighed in his heart.

The man surnamed Liu didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, he looked up and down Du Zhinian vigilantly, and asked in surprise, "Du Zhinian? Are you a doctor here?"

"Yes." Du Zhinian walked towards Shen Guiwan's hospital bed, "Mr. Shen's wound has just recovered, so I'll come and help him remove the stitches."

He stood beside the man, turned his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "There are a lot of people in the hospital with a lot of talk. If someone who cares about you hears it and adds fuel to the outside, you will be the one who will be involved."

"Before it was a card stop and a foot ban, but I don't know what it is next, so I can do it myself."

Du Zhinian's words seemed to be a warning, but also seemed to be a well-intentioned reminder. The man's expression changed suddenly. He wanted to have a fit but didn't dare to confront Du Zhinian head-on. He could only grit his teeth and say, "I see."

He glared at Shen Guiwan with fierce eyes, but Shen Guiwan kept his head down after Du Zhinian came in, and didn't notice the murderous gaze at all.

The man hit a soft nail, slammed the door angrily and left.

Seeing his impotent and furious appearance, Du Zhinian smiled coldly.

The departure of the unexpected guest eased the atmosphere in the ward a little.

Shen Guiwan leaned on the pillow with his head lowered, his eyes obscured by the shadows were dim, Du Zhinian wanted to talk to him, but saw his shoulders move slightly.

The movement was very subtle, like a tight rope suddenly loosened, and there was a feeling of relief.

Du Zhinian closed the door that had been opened again due to violence, walked to the hospital bed and lightly touched Shen Guiwan's forehead, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Guiwan looked up at him, then shook his head silently.

Du Zhinian knew that he had always been uncooperative, but adhering to the professional ethics of a doctor, he re-examined the wound on Shen Guiwan's head and found that there was slight bleeding from the stitched place.

The bleeding was not serious and did not even need to be treated, but the time to remove the stitches would be delayed for a few days.

Du Zhinian told Shen Guiwan the result, the other party listened quietly, and said in a very soft voice: "Thank you."

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Du Zhinian felt that Shen Guiwan's "thank you" was not as cold and pale as before, and his tone was much gentler, even showing a hint of weakness.

Du Zhinian found it strange and wanted to take a closer look at Shen Guiwan's expression, but Shen Guiwan looked away again.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the ward, from far to near, and then gradually disappeared.

Shen Guiwan looked out the window, the shadows of the branches reflected in his clean and beautiful eyes.

When he was not speaking, he couldn't see the indifference of being thousands of miles away, and his eyebrows and eyes were warm. If there was no hideous wound on his head, it would be a pleasing picture.

"Shen Guiwan." Du Zhinian whispered Shen Guiwan's name again.

He looked at Shen Guiwan condescendingly, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you want to be my lover?"