Sven scum routine again

"Brother Han," Jiang Li looked dazed, and was completely dumbfounded when he saw Song Yuhan lift the quilt, "Are you a pervert?" The bed was filled with all kinds of indescribable toys.

"What's the matter baby, this is called fun," Song Yuhan reached out and took two, "You choose one,"

"Don't," Jiang Li struggled in panic, "Don't move around, I don't want to hurt you," Song Yuhan grabbed his waist, "I will be gentle with such a beautiful body,"

"Song Yuhan, you, stop," Jiang Li breathed heavily, it was definitely the most exciting night ever, a gentle scum, a beast in clothes, Song Yuhan actually liked to torture people like this.

"Baby, it doesn't hurt," Song Yuhan knelt on him in a suit and leather shoes, admiring his shameful expression of gnashing his teeth, and tried again and again.

Jiang Li was defeated, suffering even more than when he was tortured, his body and mind collapsed in his hands, and he was in a mess, while Song Yuhan was still aloof, cold and beautiful like a rose, like a god overlooking all living beings, looking at him with a smile and teasing.

The sharp look in his eyes made him even more ashamed.

"A Li," Song Yuhan gently kissed the corners of his teary eyes, so pitiful and heartbreakingly beautiful.

"Brother Han, please forgive me, I'm afraid," Jiang Li begged for mercy softly, he really couldn't bear it, as if he had the illusion of traveling through time and space.

"Okay," Song Yuhan's heart ached, this was the first time his heart softened, just because of his words, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay,"

Song Yuhan couldn't see his fragile eyes, pierced his heart, hugged him and coaxed him all night, it was not an illusion of disguise, so let it be, "It's okay, it won't happen in the future."

That night, he didn't dream of him, and he felt a little lost and relieved.

Jiang Li woke up, frowned and looked at the people around him, he couldn't help but wonder who the person he loved was, so he just liked to play, but he didn't even bother to touch a finger.

"Wake up," Song Yuhan opened his eyes and met his. His curled eyelashes covered the search in his eyes, showing a little panic, innocent and pitiful, and asked softly, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

"It's okay," Jiang Li shrank back, "I'm sorry, don't be afraid of me," Song Yuhan gently touched his face, "Then I'll get up and prepare breakfast for you."

"Let me do it," Jiang Li got up, dressed and washed, and when he went downstairs, he heard the doorbell ring, "Sir, your takeaway,"

"Oh, yes," Jiang Li reached out to take it, "I've been there before, and the food here is pretty good, try it." Song Yuhan walked downstairs slowly and sat on the table, "I have an appointment with a psychologist today. About two or three hours, I will come back to accompany you in the afternoon."

Holding the porridge, Jiang Li asked in surprise, "Psychiatrist, why do you want to see a psychiatrist?"

"Do you think I'm sick? All my friends say I'm sick," Song Yuhan said very naturally, it was still hopeless, he couldn't let himself out, and he couldn't accept anyone.

But even if he feels a little differently towards Jiang Li, he can't help feeling distressed.

"Perhaps, can you tell me, sometimes there are always some unbelievable things in this world," Jiang Li asked softly, if there is anything he needs to see a psychiatrist.

"If one day I can forget him, I'll tell you," Song Yuhan smiled slightly.

I dare not say that I am deeply in love, maybe he is a cocoon.

Jiang Li watched Song Yuhan go out, holding the kitten to feed the cat food, why did he have no memory of his previous life, and looked at him like a stranger.

Song Yuhan drove to the clinic, "How is it? Are you feeling better these days?" Zhao Xin asked softly.

"It's okay," Song Yuhan lay on the bed, closing his eyes slightly, "Close your eyes, who is the first figure that pops up in your mind?" Zhao Xin played a piece of light music, and the gentle, watery voice rang in his ears.

Song Yuhan could still see a thin back, but it felt like Jiang Li. Subconsciously, he was back at the university, the sun was shining, and he was wandering in the sea of ​​people.

"Where are you going, don't leave me, okay?" He threw himself into his arms, his slightly choked voice stimulated his nerves, "Baby, I swear we will be together forever."

The person in his arms raised his head and kissed him with a bit of care and sweet ambiguity, making people willing to get tired of it.

The corners of Song Yuhan's lips rose slightly. He seemed to have seen many scenes of them passing by, studying together, shopping together, and their flowery smiles were engraved in his heart. The unforgettable first love was his. How could he forget him? up?

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, "You woke up, will your head hurt?" Zhao Xin turned behind him and massaged him gently.

"A little bit." Song Yuhan's tense nerves brought out the deepest fatigue. "Usually amnesia is caused by a huge trauma, so as to forget one's past, but your situation is more complicated," Zhao Xin said softly.

"I haven't been injured. I've searched for a long time. I even went to my university, but he doesn't seem to exist. I can't find any trace of him." Song Yuhan closed his eyes weakly, "No one has seen him, He only exists in my head."

"Did he really come out of my imagination?"

"What happened today," Zhao Xin smiled softly, "You used to be unwavering in your affirmation of yourself, did you meet someone?"

"Maybe," Song Yuhan said with a headache, "I met someone, they are very similar, I don't know if it's my own good feelings or the derived good feelings,"

"In fact, people's feelings are extremely fickle," Zhao Xin persuaded softly, "If you can't find him, I advise you to cherish the person in front of you, and appreciate your own life, maybe he will slowly disappear."

"I'm not reconciled." Song Yuhan drove back, the wind messed up his hair.

"Perhaps you have ever thought about it, he is actually dead." That's why you forgot about him, Zhao Xin's words kept circling in his mind.

He smashed the steering wheel a few times irritably, felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and died. He couldn't accept this realization at the thought of it. Song Yuhan was confused, stepped on the wrong gas pedal, and ran through a red light.

A small car drove up from the side and bumped into each other without any accidents. Fortunately, the speed was not very fast. "Crazy, how do you drive? It's amazing to drive a luxury car,"

When Song Yuhan was in a coma, he called Jiang Li, "Hey, brother Han, talk to me."

Jiang Li only heard the sound of an ambulance, and holding the ring he bought in his hand, he was upset, "Are you the patient's family member, the patient is in the ambulance right now, there was a car accident,"

"I'll be there right away," Jiang Li went out to drive, Song Yuhan, you are fine, I haven't figured out who you are yet.

Jiang Li was a little dazed when he arrived at the hospital, "Sir, come here, please pay the fee here,"

"Is he okay, is he seriously injured?"

"I'm not sure about this, I'll ask the doctor when he comes out." The nurse comforted softly.

Jiang Li sat at the door of the operating room, waiting impatiently. Although he and Song Yuhan hadn't known each other for a long time, what if it was him?

Finally, when the doctor came out, Jiang Li quickly stepped forward, "Doctor, how is he?"

"It's nothing serious, I just had a concussion, my forehead was scratched by glass, I got a few stitches, and I'm going to go through the hospitalization procedures." The doctor whispered.

"Okay," Jiang Li followed the car pushed out by the nurse. The person on the hospital bed looked extremely weak, "Please arrange a separate ward, thank you."

As the night darkened, when Song Yuhan was awake, Jiang Li was the only one beside him, "You're awake, do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

Jiang Li slowly rocked the bed, poured a glass of water, and fed it to his lips, "Drink slowly," his gentle voice was reassuring.

Song Yuhan stared at Jiang Li intently, and slightly hooked his lips, "If you are so good at taking care of others, if anyone marries you in the future, then he."

Then why can't it be him?

"Brother Han, are you hungry? I just tasted the fish soup I bought for you, and it tastes pretty good." Jiang Li didn't respond, and he wouldn't say that, in order to buy a fish soup, he ordered five restaurants , because Song Yuhan's taste is too picky.

Jiang Li held a small bowl and fed him spoon by spoon, "Why are you taking care of me?" Song Yuhan asked softly, but there was no emotion in Jiang Li's eyes.

"It's all your money." Jiang Li packed his things silently, took a hot towel and gently wiped his face, "You have a wound on your forehead, so you can't wash your face for the time being.

Song Yuhan slowly raised his hand, still in great pain, and asked aggrievedly, "Am I disfigured?"

"No, you're already pretty," Jiang Li teased softly, "I haven't seen you fall in love yet," Song Yuhan blinked lightly.

"Didn't you say you won't let me love you?"

"Then I didn't say you can't secretly like it,"

"Secret love is too hard, especially if you fall in love with someone like you, it is a dead end." Jiang Li brushed his slender fingers.

Song Yuhan held back his hand, "How do you know that I won't like you?" Maybe it was a temptation, maybe it was a confession that he didn't even believe in, but he was always brooding about Jiang Li's dislike of him.

"Then will you fall in love with a substitute?" Jiang Li lowered his head slowly and asked softly.

Song Yuhan was speechless for a while, his fiery gaze fell on his heart, "Brother Han, you should have a good rest," Jiang Li smiled slightly, put his hand under the quilt, and raised his hand to turn off the light.

In the dark night, Jiang Li was lying on the sofa beside him. When he knew that they might be alone, he couldn't calm down. How could he find out a person's heart, let alone Song Yuhan didn't know him.

"Jiang Li, let me calm down." Song Yuhan closed his eyes slightly, he thought that Jiang Li might like him, that's why he asked him like this.

In the dead of night, Bai Mohua directly appeared in the ward. He couldn't bear it anymore. The progress was too slow. It would take less than a hundred years to finish playing a few worlds and achieve a positive result. If it took too long, he would go crazy...

His only goal is to fulfill the hero's long-cherished wish, but there is a certain person who only wants Jiang Li, so he needs to do it quickly.

"What little thing, come out for a while," Bai Mohua stood in front of Jiang Li, "Senior," Cha Jiu jumped out, looked in shock at the beautiful long-haired man in front of him, and gently wagged his tail, "Senior, your horn The corner is so beautiful, can I touch it?"