lonely patient

It's a pity that my legs are weak, and I fell back to the sofa after saying this.Trembling, Lin Chen stepped back a few steps, holding the dagger in his hand, too frightened to speak.

"If I were you, I'd just have a knife in my heart, maybe I'll remember you forever."

I looked at Lin Chen and smiled indifferently: "Do you want to try?"

Lin Chen shook his head desperately, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"I'm sorry Yan Qiao, I didn't mean to..."

"I did it on purpose." I waved at him, "Don't be afraid, come here."

You don't need to think about it to know that my current appearance is not elegant.Clothes were messy, blood was all over his body, and his arms were hanging limply by the armrests. He probably looked like a criminal who had just finished murdering and raping corpses.

Lin Chen timidly walked over and knelt down in front of me, the tears on his face were still wet, "Yan Qiao..."

It was he who drugged me, and he was the one who threatened me with a knife. I don't know what he has to cry about.

"What did you give me to drink?" I clasped Lin Chen's neck and pressed the position of his gland with my thumb, and I heard him groan.

"It's just a little... that kind of medicine." Lin Chen seemed ashamed to speak, and replied, avoiding my gaze, "I never thought of harming you."

That kind of medicine... I took a deep breath and said, "For going to bed, as for?"

The pain from the wound weakened the hotness in my body. Even so, some irresistible physiological instincts still made me unbearable, and my body was like a blocked water valve.

Lin Chen also noticed my strangeness, carefully raised his hand to hold my belt buckle, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable..."

His eyes were red, and the way he looked at me was mixed with guilt, infatuation and fear.

"I don't have the strength to do anything to you when you're uncomfortable." I twitched the corners of my mouth, "Why don't you come up and move yourself?"

I was joking, but Lin Chen didn't take it as a joke.

With a slap, the belt was untied by Lin Chen. He leaned over and rubbed his face lightly, the hot breath from his breath sprayed on my skin, "I..."

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang untimely, followed by Qin Bei's voice: "Yan Qiao? Yan Qiao!"

Damn, the dog thing thought of me at this time.

I patted Lin Chen's face, "Go and open the door."

It doesn't matter if Qin Bei is here, I don't want to have any unnecessary relationship with Lin Chen.

But I didn't expect two people to come in, besides Qin Bei, and Wen Luming who was following him.

Teacher Wen looks like he just got off work, wearing the same clothes as when he went out in the afternoon, his eyes are dark behind the silver-rimmed glasses, and his lips are pursed into a thin line.

I don't care that Qin Bei sees my scribbled look, but Wen Luming is different, I still want to face.

"Fuck." Qin Bei was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he was sober, he strode over to look at me and then turned to look at Lin Chen, "What's going on?!"

"Don't be noisy." I zipped it up, only thankful that Lin Chen hadn't had time to take off my pants.

"Who got your blood?" Qin Bei asked me in a bad tone, but stared at Lin Chen.

"I did it myself, don't look at him." I stretched out my arms to Qin Bei, "Help me up."

Just as Qin Bei was about to move, he grabbed my forearm with one hand and pulled me up from the sofa.It was Wen Luming.

Wen Luming frowned without saying a word, took off his coat and put it on for me, covering my messy upper body.

"Thank you, Teacher Wen." I smiled.

Wen Luming didn't smile, his voice was moody and angry: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"A little injury is useless."

"Listen to me." When Wen Luming said this, he looked at me, his eyes seemed a little cold.

I shuddered unconsciously, but still bit the bullet and said, "I really don't want to go. I want to go home."

I have no strength in my body, my voice is hoarse, and my nasal voice is heavy, which may seem more like a sign of weakness.

Wen Luming frowned, not knowing what he was upset about.After looking at each other for a moment, he made a concession: "OK."

"Ah, ah, wait." Qin Bei held me back, "Are you okay? I don't worry about you."

I patted his arm, "It's okay to get drunk and play off."

He still wanted to say something, but I interrupted: "I have a headache, please let me go back and rest."

Qin Bei's eyes flicked back and forth between me and Wen Luming a few times, and finally he was willing to let go, "That's fine. Teacher Wen, please take care of him."

Wen Luming said lightly: "Don't worry."

Sitting in the car, I finally relaxed, thinking that I had lost someone in front of Wen Luming again, how could he despise me now.

Just thinking about hearing Wen Luming ask: "Does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." I came back to my senses, shook my head and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Before I went out, I said that I would drop by to pick you up at night, did you forget?"

I thought about it for a while, but I can't remember exactly.

Wen Luming continued: "Your phone is turned off. I'm worried about something. I called Qin Nan's brother. He said you were drunk."

I guess it might be that Qin Bei realized something was wrong belatedly, so he asked Wen Luming to pick me up.

As for other things, I'm not interested in asking any more. Wen Luming didn't seem to be very interested in my private affairs, so he had nothing to say all the way.

When I got home my condition got worse. The alcohol and drugs gave me a splitting headache, my limbs were sore, and the unexpressed desire was screaming inside me, as if trying to tear my body apart.

Wen Luming helped me get out of the car, and I felt dizzy in a trance, and my feet became unsteady and I collapsed on top of him.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Wen Luming's voice was close to his ears, yet seemed far away.

I grabbed his sleeve tightly: "Hot..."

I can't tell if I'm drunk or not. If I'm not drunk, I'm so dizzy. It's like someone beat my head with a drumstick in my head. If I'm drunk, my senses are extremely sensitive. , inadvertent skin touch will make me shudder.

I almost couldn't help rubbing the skin on the side of Wen Luming's neck with the tip of my nose and lips, panting unbearably while rubbing.

"Yan Qiao?" Wen Luming helped me up, "What's wrong with you?"

I opened my eyes dimly, and barely recognized who the person in front of me was, "Teacher Wen..."

Wen Luming must have noticed it, because I obviously felt that I had touched him somewhere.But I don't have time to think about what he will think of me. At this moment, I just want to cling to him, and even absurdly want to overwhelm him.

"You drank too much." Wen Luming's voice could not detect any emotion, but his movements became less gentle, probably because he was annoyed by being offended.

He half dragged me into the elevator, then threw me on the bed when he got home.Seeing him turn around to leave, I instinctively grabbed his hand and yanked it hard. Wen Luming couldn't stand still, staggered and fell into the bed.

I took advantage of the situation to press him down, rubbing my head in the crook of his neck in a daze, "I feel bad..."

The wound on his body hadn't scabbed yet, and new drops of blood oozed out, staining Wen Luming's white shirt.His clothes had been messed up by me on the way back, and now it was more like an ambiguous invitation.

It wasn't until I clearly touched the muscles on Wen Luming's waist and abdomen that I realized that my hand had somehow penetrated into the hem of his shirt.

"Teacher Wen, help me..."