Burning fire

"Hey, don't hang around my bed? It's really touching."

The man on the bed was still hoarse.He was in a coma for three days and two nights, with countless injuries on his body, and his eyes were still covered with gauze. The doctor performed an operation on him and said that he was almost blind.

"Just after you came out of the intensive care unit, you've grown energetic, haven't you?"

The closest to him is a stunned young man named Lei Dongyang.This man must have been a little too reckless, waving his arms as if he wanted to beat someone up, but his eye circles were red and wet.

"Hey, that's fine, what's your rivalry with a cripple." The person behind Lei Dongyang gave him a hand, then turned his face and asked, "Zhou Qizun, how do you feel?"

Zhou Qizun nodded: "Very good. It's just that Yunnan is so beautiful, it's a pity that I can't go to Erhai Lake to see it."

"Fart you." Lei Dongyang stood up again.

Zhou Qizun on the bed seemed to have eyes all over his body. He reached out and picked up an apple from the bedside table, and lightly threw it forward, just right into Lei Dongyang's arms.

"Why are you talking to your brother? What the hell, did you show your face?" Zhou Qizun clicked his tongue.

Lei Dongyang stared at him for a while, without saying a word, he broke away from the comrades behind him, took a big bite of the apple, and went out puffing his cheeks.

"..." Zhou Qizun listened carefully, and after a while pulled Liu Jian beside him, "Dongyang is gone?"

"Yeah." Liu Jian dragged the stool and sat down.

"This stinky boy is showing childish airs." Zhou Qizun said with a curled lip, and reached out for another apple.

Liu Jian snatched the apple given to him, rubbed it himself, took a bite, and said, "You can't eat it yet, the doctor said you can only eat liquid food now."

"...What about my liquid food?" Zhou Qizun asked.

"Just wait, we'll talk about it at noon." Liu Jian raised his eyelids without hesitation.

"...Is this how you treat the wounded?" Zhou Qizun turned his head, with a piece of white gauze over his eyes facing Liu Jian's face, indicating that he was staring at him.

"You still know that you are a wounded person?" Liu Jian snorted, "I can't speak well, do you know how worried we are about you? The boy in Dongyang hasn't slept for two days, and he is afraid that the doctor will suddenly come out of the ward and say you Gone."

Zhou Qizun smiled: "It's so easy to be gone."

Zhou Qizun: "I haven't asked you yet, what about those bastards?"

Liu Jian chewed a few times and swallowed the apple in his mouth: "There were five people in total, one escaped and three died. The remaining one was brought back for questioning."

Liu Jian: "Drug trafficking, abduction and trafficking of children, and sale of human organs. These bastards."

Zhou Qizun nodded: "Where are those children?"

"It's all right, but there are injuries all over the body. Oh, except for the little mute you rescued. He seems to have just been arrested, and he didn't have time to be beaten." Liu Jian said.

"Little mute?" Zhou Qizun was taken aback.

"Well, I can't speak." Liu Jian sighed. "I checked him. The doctor said it was a psychological problem. It should be because I haven't spoken for a long time. The oral muscles have degenerated. I really can't tell."

Zhou Qizun frowned, and even his eyes hurt, and he hissed in pain.

"Don't worry, the children will be sent away in two days, and someone will help them find their families." Liu Jian continued to eat apples.

"Abducted to this shabby place, these children have suffered." Zhou Qizun leaned back firmly, leaning his whole back on the pillow.

After the air was quiet for a while, Zhou Qizun said again: "Hey."

Zhou Qizun hit Liu Jian with his hands.

"Huh?" Liu Jian lowered his eyelids, with a straight face.

"You don't want me to retire, do you?" Zhou Qizun asked indifferently.

Liu Jian still didn't change his expression, and said with a musing tone: "Your eyes need to recover for a while, and we'll see the situation when the time comes. Based on your conditions, it's a big deal to change troops."

"My eyes are definitely not as useful as they used to be." Zhou Qizun clicked his tongue.

"Yeah." While Zhou Qizun couldn't see, Liu Jian showed a bitter expression on his face, "So the sharpshooter of our team will be me from now on."

"Get out, get out quickly." Zhou Qizun raised his leg and kicked Liu Jian.

Liu Jian didn't hide, but got kicked.He fell silent.

Zhou Qizun withdrew his legs, got off the pillow for a long while, put his back on the bed and lay down: "Go away, it's annoying to see you so uncomfortable."

"...Can you see it?" Liu Jian threw the gnawed apple core into the trash can, stood up, turned his face away, and walked away, "I think you are more annoying when you feel uncomfortable. "

"Hey, come and bring me something to eat at noon." Zhou Qizun shouted loudly.My eyes hurt just by shouting.

"Damn it." Zhou Qizun cursed in a low voice, listening to Liu Jian go out and close the door.

There was no one in the room, Zhou Qizun lay on the bed like a zombie, not knowing what to think.

He was injured again and specifically asked not to tell his family. Those bastards in the team didn't sell him, right?If Jiang Qiuqin found out about this, even if he didn't retire from the army, he would have to be hammered back to his ancestral grave.

"Squeak-"

The door rang suddenly, and the sound seemed to be pushed open by someone.

Zhou Qizun moved his ears and sat up from the bed again: "Who?"

No one answered at the door, but Zhou Qizun felt that someone was walking towards him, although the footsteps were very light, there was hardly any sound.

"Who is it?" Zhou Qizun frowned, "Isn't it because I can't see you, are you going to punish me? Are you still human?"

The person on the opposite side still didn't respond, and stood still beside his bed.

"Who the hell?" Zhou Qizun impatiently grabbed a slender arm.

Their team is full of strong and thick eggs, but there are no such malnourished fine hemp stalks.

"You are..." Zhou Qizun was stunned for a moment, suddenly blessed in his heart.Zhou Qizun grinned, "You are the little boy I rescued, right?"

——The little mute can't speak.

Zhang Jueming lowered his head to see that his arm was pinched by this man.Zhou Qizun didn't use much strength, but his hand was rough and hot, wrapping around Zhang Jueming's forearm like a ring of fire, his shoulder trembled from the heat, and his whole arm went numb.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qizun felt that something was wrong, so he was pulled to him.

"How did you come here? Did Liu Jian bring you here?" Zhou Qizun patted Zhang Jueming's forearm.

Zhang Jueming pursed his lips pale.He raised his head, stretched out his other hand, and lightly touched the gauze on Xia Zhou Qizun's eyes with his fingertips.

Zhou Qizun didn't move, let him touch it.

After Zhang Jueming's useless hand finished trembling, Zhou Qizun smiled happily: "It's okay, when the cloth strip is removed, I can see it."

Zhou Qizun stretched his arms, let Zhang Jueming snore on the top of his head, and rubbed his soft black hair into a doghouse.

Zhang Jueming's eyes moved, and he looked down at Zhou Qizun's face - this man was covered with gauze on his chest and back, and the corners of his collar were exposed under the collar.

"Why did you risk your life to save me?" Zhang Jueming wanted to ask.He opened his mouth and only asked for a short breath of quiet air.

"You want to tell me something, don't you?" Zhou Qizun still had a smile on his lips, he smiled and yawned, "It's okay, I know what you want to say."

"Good boy." Zhou Qizun rubbed Zhang Jueming's head again.

When saving people earlier, he didn't have time to look carefully, and the unlucky boy was disgraced at the time, Zhou Qizun didn't remember him being ugly and handsome at all.Now I want to take a second look, to see what I have saved by risking my old life, but I can't see it anymore.

However, this little boy's hair is soft and feels good to the touch, his brain is also round, and he rubs his head vigorously, and he is even gasping for breath, he is probably an introverted and well-behaved person.

It's just that dumb... say psychological reasons.It is estimated that the child must have suffered a lot to become such a cowardly and pitiful character.

"Come here a little longer." Zhou Qizun let go of Zhang Jueming's arm and beckoned to him.

Zhang Jueming stamped his feet, honestly getting closer.

Zhou Qizun's rough hands were not polite, he just touched his cold little face.After touching Zhou Qizun, he was happy again: "Okay, I didn't cry secretly while I couldn't see."

Zhang Jueming's eyes widened, and half of his cheeks were hot.He pressed his face stupidly, and took a deep breath.

"Sit down." Zhou Qizun pointed to the stool beside the bed.

Zhang Jueming took a step back, wanting to sit on the stool obediently, but when he sat down, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, so he took another step forward and sat on the side of Zhou Qizun's bed.

—He didn't mean to, he just...

He just wanted to be closer to this person.

Zhou Qizun noticed that Zhang Jueming was sitting by the bed, so he didn't think much about it.He is a rough person, how could he care about such small details, he just thinks that the bedside is no different from the stool.

"We've already had a fateful friendship, shouldn't we get to know each other?" Zhou Qizun said with a smile, "My name is Zhou Qizun, and Zhou's surname is Zhou. Inspired Qi, respected Zun."

Zhou Qizun stretched out a hand, palm facing up: "What's your name? Write it to me."

Zhang Jueming stared at the veins on Zhou Qizun's palm, and felt a little miraculous—how can there be so many veins tangled in the palm of a person?

Zhang Jueming opened his hand again and put it in front of Zhou Qizun for comparison—these lines look different.

Zhou Qizun didn't wait for Zhang Jueming to write his name, he shook his hand: "What's wrong? You don't want to tell me?"

"I told you all, courtesy is reciprocal." Zhou Qizun said.

Zhang Jueming quickly clenched his fist and let go, and then clenched another fist.This time he didn't let go, but only stretched out a bent index finger.

He didn't know how to make gestures, and he didn't dare to use force, for fear of touching the lines on Zhou Qizun's palm, so his fingertips were very light and slow.

"Hey." Zhou Qizun suddenly grasped Zhang Jueming's index finger.

He bared his white teeth and said, "Student, can you use some strength? It's too itchy."

"Hmm..." Zhou Qizun twitched his brows, and rubbed Zhang Jueming's index finger again, "The fingers are also cold, are you cold?"

After asking, he naturally let go of Zhang Jueming's fingers, and then spread his palms again: "Let's write, try harder this time, don't scratch me."

Try hard?Zhang Jueming felt that his fingers were gone.

He had been out of his mind for a long time, and his soul was like wrought iron being slapped on a fire brick. The big hammer kept hitting, sparks flew up, and he wanted to faint. (Note)

He was still young, and still ignorant, so he couldn't tell what it felt like, but there was a thud, and he felt his heart move. —Ah, he's still alive.No matter whether it is a man, a ghost, or a monster, he is still a living creature with a heartbeat.

Zhang Jueming held his breath, and struggled to stroke Zhou Qizun's palm.

And Zhou Qizun concentrated on feeling what he wrote: "Zhang."

But as soon as Zhou Qizun bit his last name, Zhang Jueming couldn't continue writing. His eye circles turned red suddenly, and his nerves were all messed up. Arch into the arms of this man. — into that warm embrace.

He is crazy.

"Zhang what? Keep writing." Feeling that Zhang Jueming would stop writing, Zhou Qizun asked him.

Zhang Jueming persisted in tapping two dots on Zhou Qizun's palm, and couldn't hold on any longer, tears were about to fall out - he couldn't cry secretly while no one was seeing him.

Zhang Jueming was so frightened that the coward turned his head and ran away.

"Hey, wait!" Zhou Qizun was stunned for a while, but he didn't understand why he was provoking people.

"Zhang what?" Zhou Qizun rubbed his palms, "Two glasses of water?"

"..." Zhou Qizun was so worried that he fell back on the bed again.

He almost lost his life, wrapped himself in bandages, guaranteed to have scars, so he didn't lose his two eyeballs, and in the end he got such a dumb little guy with a bad name.How can we not worry about big bills?

The author says:

These days my soul is like a fire brick

Wrought iron, under the hammer of love, smash, smash, sparks fly everywhere... I'm dizzy, hold me,

Love, let me here in the quiet garden,

Close your eyes, die on your chest, how beautiful!

—— Xu Zhimo from "A Night of Emerald and Emerald"