withered lover

"Why?" Shen Guiwan looked up at Du Zhinian, his tone was so flat that there was no wave.

Lover, this is a very ambiguous word, one step further can talk about feelings, one step back is a relationship where each takes what he needs, it hovers between the flesh and the heart, and often leads people astray.

Bed partners can get together and leave easily, but lovers can't.

Du Zhinian didn't talk about his bed partner, nor did he mention his past, he made a compromise on this most complicated relationship.

This was not his original intention, but seeing Shen Guiwan being humiliated, he had other thoughts in his heart, and he simply overturned the original idea.

"I'm interested in you. Is this a good reason?" Du Zhinian put his arms around his chest, and his smile was a little playful.

Shen Guiwan is a man with a strong mouth in Fa Xiao's mouth, and a wooden beauty surnamed Liu with a boring mouth. These two completely different evaluations, which one Shen Guiwan belongs to, will not be known until he has slept.

Du Zhinian admits that his thoughts are shameless, but he still wears a mask of hypocrisy and whispers to seduce the "simple and boring" Shen Guiwan.

"He said you were boring, I can teach you how to be interesting." Du Zhinian caressed Shen Guiwan's side face, rubbing his fingertips back and forth on the delicate and soft skin of his cheeks.

Shen Guiwan didn't show any resistance, nor did he show being flattered, and accepted Du Zhinian's intimate touch indifferently.

"Think about it?" Du Zhinian asked unhurriedly.

He was very interested in Shen Guiwan's face, he rubbed his fingers against it, and even squeezed it lightly a few times.

Shen Guiwan raised his head when Du Zhinian played with that small piece of skin reddened, his eyes looked through the lush branches, looking at the blurred back at the bottom of the building.

The figure downstairs was moving quickly into the distance, and soon disappeared into the building.

Shen Guiwan didn't look away until he couldn't see the figure from behind, and gently pressed his cheek against Du Zhinian's palm.

He felt the thin calluses on the doctor's hands and the slightly higher body temperature, lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes.

"Okay." Shen Guiwan replied softly, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

Shen Guiwan's sudden closeness pleased Du Zhinian.

The hand that was attached to Shen Guiwan's side face moved down along the neck, his fingertips slid over the slightly protruding muscles and bones, and touched the powerful pulse beating under the warm skin.

Du Zhinian put his hands on Shen Guiwan's shoulders, through the thin hospital gown, he felt the shape of Shen Guiwan's shoulder bones, it was very beautiful, but the skin covering the bones seemed a little uneven, like a healing wound Scars left behind.

Shen Guiwan sat quietly the whole time, allowing Du Zhinian to touch his body.

Du Zhinian felt that this kind of Shen Guiwan was very much like a statue displayed in an art gallery. His bones were clean and smooth, and his appearance of sitting with eyes downcast was like a beautiful work of art, but also like a lifeless dead thing.

Du Zhinian suddenly wanted to know under what circumstances Shen Guiwan would "live".

"Leave a contact information, Shen Guiwan." Du Zhinian let go of the hand on Shen Guiwan's shoulder, "I will teach you slowly when you are discharged from the hospital."

He took out his mobile phone, but Shen Guiwan was silent for a moment, then looked up at him, "I didn't bring my mobile phone."

Du Zhinian's hand holding the phone was hanging in the air.

This was a result that Du Zhinian hadn't expected at all. He thought it was outrageous that Shen Guiwan didn't have family members and nurses to accompany him, but he didn't even think that he didn't even bring a mobile phone.

Du Zhinian was stunned for a few seconds, he realized that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Shen Guiwan pinched the other end of the phone.

He took Du Zhinian's cell phone, opened the dial pad, and typed a series of numbers on the screen.

"This is my phone." Shen Guiwan handed the phone back to Du Zhinian, "Waiting for your contact."

Du Zhinian obtained Shen Guiwan's contact information, and saved the number in his phone.

He left the inpatient department and was stopped by the head nurse on his way back to the office.

"Dr. Du, the director is looking for you." The head nurse looked up from the computer at the guidance desk, "He is waiting for you in the office."

Du Zhinian put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and looked at her with a smile, "I'll be there right away, thanks for your hard work."

Seeing that Du Zhinian was in a happy mood, the head nurse asked in surprise, "Dr. Du is in a good mood today, did something good happen?"

Although Du Zhinian always smiled when dealing with people, most of them were polite smiles. The head nurse had worked with him for so long, and he rarely showed his emotions.

The head nurse didn't hold back the expression on his face, Du Zhinian looked at it, and the smile on his face grew wider.

He rubbed the mobile phone in his pocket and said meaningfully: "There is one."

The head nurse found it strange, but seeing that Du Zhinian was in a good mood, she congratulated him anyway.

The bleeding from Shen Guiwan's wound was not serious, but he followed Du Zhinian's arrangement and stayed in the hospital for an extra two days.

Du Zhinian came to see him from time to time, but he only cared about his wounds and sequelae, and didn't mention anything else.

On the day Shen Guiwan was discharged from the hospital, Du Zhinian helped him remove the thread and sent him downstairs.

"Keep the wound dry after you go back, don't touch the water for three days, and pay attention to a light diet." Du Zhinian stood at the gate of the inpatient department and told the precautions after the stitches were removed from the wound.

He originally thought that Shen Guiwan would nod silently again, but today after listening to it, Shen Guiwan replied in a rare way: "Got it."

A trace of surprise flashed in Du Zhinian's eyes, and he quickly restrained his expression.

He raised his hand and lightly touched Shen Guiwan's cheek, "Wait for me to contact you."

"En." Shen Guiwan paused for a moment, then turned and left the moment Du Zhinian let go.

Looking at his thin and thin back, Du Zhinian lowered his head and chuckled.

After leaving the hospital gate, Shen Guiwan stood under the streetlight not far from the gate, and taxis with "You Ke" signs whized past him.

No one took him to the hospital when he was injured before, and naturally no one came to pick him up now.

He didn't bring his mobile phone, and he didn't even have a coin in his hands.

Shen Guiwan stood in the cold wind for a long time, his hands hanging by his sides were so cold that he almost lost consciousness, and finally he waited for an empty taxi.

The taxi driver in the jacket rolled down the window and asked loudly, "Let's go?"

Shen Guiwan opened the car door and got in, and reported the name of the place to the master.

The carriage was filled with the smell of cigarettes, Shen Guiwan leaned on the hard seat and watched the rapidly moving scenery outside the window.

The chill of late autumn penetrated through the window glass covered with dust and stains. He exhaled, and his warm breath condensed into white mist on the glass, which quickly spread and disappeared quickly.

After driving for a long time, Shen Guiwan was silent all the way, but when he saw the familiar gate of the community, the wound on his head where the stitches had just been removed suddenly started to hurt.

He raised his hand to touch the wound. His numb fingers lost their sense of touch and couldn't feel the condition of the wound, but the coldness of his fingertips eased the pain a little.

The high-end residential area where Shen Guiwan lived was under strict security, foreign vehicles could not enter, so the master could only park the car at the gate.

The master pressed the meter, turned to Shen Guiwan and said, "Handsome guy, the total is one hundred and sixteen."

Shen Guiwan looked at the red numbers on the meter, "Wait for a while, I'll go back and pick it up."

Perhaps it was because Shen Guiwan came back from the hospital alone, or because his expression was too calm, he didn't seem like someone who would run away from orders, but the master agreed after hesitating for a while.

"Thank you." Shen Guiwan got out of the car and walked towards the community.

The master waited for 15 minutes, and when he lost his patience and wanted to admit that he was unlucky and drive away, Shen Guiwan's figure reappeared at the gate.

Shen Guiwan handed two red notes to the master, "Don't look for it, I'm sorry for your trouble."

The master was stunned for a while before realizing how much Shen Guiwan paid.

"Hey! There are too many!" He wanted to call Shen Guiwan to stop, but Shen Guiwan walked back to the community without stopping.

When Shen Guiwan came in to get the money for the first time, the house was still empty, and when he finished paying the car fare and entered again, his father Shen Lu had already returned.

When Shen Lu saw Shen Guiwan who hadn't returned for many days, his expression darkened instantly.

He stared at Shen Guiwan's face that was somewhat similar to his dead wife's for a while, then suddenly walked in front of Shen Guiwan, and slapped him fiercely, "Shameless thing! Do you know how to come back?"

"Doctor Zheng said that you should have been discharged from the hospital two days ago. Where did you go? Are you looking for a man to sell your ass again?!"

Shen Lu didn't control his strength, and Shen Guiwan staggered two steps from the beating, and managed to stabilize his body by leaning on the edge of the table.

The place where he was beaten soon swelled up, and the pain spread from Shen Guiwan's cheek to his whole body. He covered his face and raised his head, staring at Shen Lu tightly with eyes like stagnant water.

Shen Guiwan's eyes stimulated Shen Lu's nerves, he grabbed the long stick in the corner, and hit Shen Guiwan hard on the back, "If you don't care about it for a few days, you will know how to be someone else's little lover. Get caught in the hotel, where do you want me to put my face!"

"Damn thing!"

The long stick hit his back, and there was a sharp pain in his bones, and Shen Guiwan's eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

His senses seemed to disappear at the same time, the hand holding the edge of the table loosened, and the whole person fell to the ground, and his knees hit the marble tiles heavily.

The intense pain awakened consciousness, and Shen Guiwan slowly regained consciousness. This process only lasted a short ten seconds, but he felt that it took as long as a century.

Seeing him knelt down, Shen Lu didn't know whether he had finished venting or didn't want Shen Guiwan to waste his money in the hospital again, so he threw the stick in his hand and went upstairs.

The biting cold penetrated into the joints from the surface of the tiles, Shen Guiwan endured the pain in his back and stood up with difficulty.

He dragged his body slowly upstairs, returned to his room, and locked the door behind him.

There were no windows in the room, and there was only a gap in the curtains. No one had lived in it for nearly ten days, and there was fine dust floating in the air.

Shen Guiwan sat by the bed and stared at that ray of light for a long time.

He didn't turn on the bedside lamp until the sky outside the window gradually darkened and the light disappeared.

The light from the bedside lamp filled the cold room, Shen Guiwan opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the medicinal wine and applied medicine to the bruised knee.

There is only one bottom left of the medicinal wine, and it is empty after wiping the knees.

Shen Guiwan threw the empty bottle into the trash can, and wanted to close the drawer, but caught a glimpse of the photo frame lying deep in the drawer.

The glass covering the surface of the photo frame has been broken, the sharp corners are stained with reddish-brown blood, and the photos in the photo frame are covered with scratches.

The scratches tore apart Shen Guiwan's mother's face, and also tore apart the distant and blurred images in his memory.

Shen Guiwan closed his eyes and slowly closed the drawer.

That photo was like a scar on his body, reminding him every moment to recognize his situation.