He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

The doctor said that if Lu Xingzhou couldn't wake up in a short time, if he stayed in bed for a long time, it might cause muscle atrophy and affect his walking in the future.

Zheng Qian is so nervous that besides scrubbing people's bodies every day, he also has another job - massage.

The daily scrubbing and massaging allowed Zheng Qian to see the scars on Lu Xingzhou's body, and Zheng Qian brushed them lightly with trembling hands.

No matter how many times he watched it, his heart ached terribly, and sometimes he even felt as uncomfortable as suffocation.

Zheng Qian carefully looked at the scar on his abdomen, like a centipede wrapped around Lu Xingzhou's body, but he didn't find it ugly at all.

Presumably this is the trace left by his gastrectomy.

As for why his stomach problem developed like this, Zheng Qian knew all about it.

In these years, how much alcohol Lu Xingzhou drank for his work, and how much alcohol he blocked for him, he watched with his own eyes.

Why did my former self never think about him?Whenever Lu Xingzhou blocked the drink for himself, he would go along with the flow and feel at ease.

And every time Lu Xingzhou went home, he threw up on the toilet until the sky was dark, and he saw it.

But back then, I didn't feel sorry for him, instead I thought he smelled like alcohol, no matter how painful Lu Xingzhou was, he wouldn't allow him to go to bed smelling of alcohol.

Lu Xingzhou was also obedient, no matter how painful he was, he would never bring the smell to him.

Even if Lu Xingzhou couldn't eat anything the next day, at most he could drink a little porridge, and he wouldn't let him drink porridge with him. He still endured his physical discomfort and cooked big fish and meat for him.

But I still have all kinds of criticisms and dissatisfaction.

Never cared about his pain, never took him to the hospital, and sometimes even mocked him for trouble.

Thinking about it now, what kind of mood did Lu Xingzhou have to endure his cynicism and cold eyes, and how much wronged he has suffered from himself.

Zheng Qian's tears welled up again, his nose had already started to breathe hard, so he shrugged his nose vigorously, but he didn't dare to open his mouth.

He was afraid that once he opened his mouth, he would not be able to suppress his sad sobs.

After wiping his body, he started to wipe Lu Xingzhou's arm again, and when he got to the right, Zheng Qian noticed an obvious burn mark on Lu Xingzhou's right arm.

Zheng Qian searched the memories carefully, and it seemed that something flashed through his mind, but he didn't catch it because it was too fast.

He had no choice but to continue scrubbing, temporarily letting go of the burn.

Suddenly, a related memory jumped out in his mind.

It was the days when they were just married, Zheng Qian didn't come home at night, and spent his days in the bar, he always wanted to sing against Lu Xingzhou to express his dissatisfaction.

One day, Zheng Qian asked Pan Yu to find a little boy for himself. That little boy was white and clean, and looked juicy and delicious.

After taking a bath, the little boy sat on the bed and looked at Zheng Qian anxiously. Zheng Qian didn't say a word of comfort, and just hugged him and kissed him when he came up.

Although the little boy was young, he had obviously been trained a lot. He followed Zheng Qian's example and sucked and kissed his neck. Zheng Qian was facing down all the way, but he hesitated at the last step.

For some reason, he thought of Lu Xingzhou's timid eyes, wanting to get close to him but not daring to go forward.

At the critical moment, Zheng Qian was affected by his own emotions. He was suddenly irritable and lost the desire to continue. He pushed the boy away, stood up and began to get dressed.

The boy was quite frightened by this turn of events, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Is there something wrong with me?"

How could Zheng Qian tell him that something went wrong with him, he said perfunctorily: "You did a good job, I remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

As he spoke, he took out his wallet, put down a stack of RMB by the bed, and left the hotel without looking back.

Since Grandpa sent someone to watch him, and he himself has no interest, let Lu Xingzhou go, after all, this is also his duty, isn't it?

He appeared in front of Lu Xingzhou with the smell of alcohol and hickey marks all over his body. Lu Xingzhou was obviously shocked by the marks on his body.

The pain and fragility in his eyes can be seen at a glance, but Zheng Qian's desire has not yet been vented, so he doesn't care about it.

He was also afraid that after touching Lu Xingzhou, Lu Xingzhou would be misunderstood, so he began to mock him as a "bitch."

Sure enough, Lu Xingzhou's complexion instantly looked as ugly as a dead person's.

Zheng Qian threw him on the bed fiercely, and penetrated him without mercy.

It was Lu Xingzhou's first night, and Zheng Qian didn't know the severity. The people under him were in so much pain that he bled all over the bed, and even cried for forgiveness, but he was unmoved. Spare Lu Xingzhou.

After that time, Lu Xingzhou seemed to have a high fever, and he never took care of Lu Xingzhou.

Until now, he still doesn't know how Lu Xingzhou couldn't even get out of bed, how he changed the blood-stained sheets, how he survived that high fever.

Later, the two of them agreed that he would go home often, and Lu Xingzhou would make preparations early and wait for him on the bed.

And the little lovers around him have never been broken, and they all have a common characteristic.

Some people have noses like Lin Mo, some have eyes like Lin Mo, and some people just have a mole in the same position as Lin Mo.

Even if they don't go to bed, Zheng Qian still keeps them by his side, just because he is dissatisfied with this marriage in his heart, and also because he misses Lin Mo.

Later, all the lovers around Zheng Qian left by themselves.

Only then did he know that it was Lu Xingzhou who had tampered with them and gave them a sum of money. They had no feelings for Zheng Qian at all, so they took the money and left naturally.

He didn't care at first, but when he asked about Lu Xingzhou that day, Lu Xingzhou actually mentioned Lin Mo. He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Zheng Qian, I know, are you keeping them because...they are like Lin Mo?" end?"

Zheng Qian was looking at the stocks. He squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette, passed it through his lungs, and then exhaled smoke rings towards Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou covered his mouth and coughed because of his choking.

Zheng Qian then said, "What does it have to do with you? Don't be so lenient."

Lu Xingzhou dared to refute him this time, and seemed to persuade him: "Zheng Qian, be sober, Lin Mo has already left, no matter how similar they are, it's not Lin Mo."

It's okay if you don't mention this, but when you mention it, Zheng Qian becomes angry. How dare you say this?Who drove Lin Mo away?Wasn't it because you insisted on coming that you crowded out his place?

Zheng Qian conveniently stuck the cigarette butt in his hand to his arm. Xia Tian was originally short-sleeved, and the hot cigarette butt stuck to his flesh. Lu Xingzhou screamed and wanted to retract his arm.

But Zheng Qian firmly held him down, not letting him move a bit.

After a while, the smell of scorched flesh was released along with the smell of smoke, and the smell in the air was terrible and unpleasant.

Lu Xingzhou was sweating profusely, his lip was bitten, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his lip, his eyes were full of unbearable pain, despair and disbelief.

Only then did Zheng Qian regain his sanity, he took back the cigarette butt, threw it into the ashtray, then clapped his hands and left, leaving a sentence: "Think carefully before speaking, not everyone can say it casually. "

He didn't observe Lu Xingzhou's reaction afterwards, he only knew that later Lu Xingzhou was more submissive and even a little afraid of him.

No wonder, no wonder the later him never saw Lu Xingzhou wearing short sleeves again.

Lu Xingzhou's skin was already fairer than the average man's. He hadn't seen the sun all year round, but now he looked sickly pale.

After Zheng Qian wiped his bath for him, his tears were almost dry, he stroked Lu Xingzhou's cool face, and then kissed his lips.

"Xingzhou, get well soon..."

A knock on the door interrupted this warm scene.

Zheng Qian raised his head, straightened his clothes, and said, "Come in."

Su Qi pushed the door lightly and walked in. Zheng Qian still had wet tears on his face, but he was already numb.

Ever since Lu Xingzhou had an accident, the boss seemed to be a different person. He kept talking about being nice to him and never doing stupid things again.

"President Zheng, your brother is here again."

Zheng Qian's originally gentle face pulled down in an instant.

This is the third time this week. He was stopped by people the first two times, but this time, he was unwilling to leave, and asked Su Qi to tell him that he had something important to tell him.

Su Qi was not sure whether this was true or not, so he had to report it to the boss.

Zheng Qian also couldn't figure out what he meant, and after thinking for a while, he ordered: "Let him come up and wait for me in the corridor."

After Su Qi left, he took another look at Lu Xingzhou on the hospital bed, then took a deep breath, regained his usual calm appearance, and stepped out.

Zheng Changyu was already standing in the corridor not far away, waiting for him. He didn't seem to be in a very good spirit, and the word worry was written all over his face.

As soon as he saw Zheng Qian, before he could speak, he hurriedly asked, "How is he doing now?"

Zheng Qian looked at him coldly: "What's the matter with you?"

Zheng Changyu's face was full of guilt, and he said at a loss: "It is because of me that he fell off the cliff in a panic. I must know how he is now. What do you mean by blocking me outside?"

"You know it's because of you? How dare you come now?" Zheng Qian said angrily, "If you have something to give me, get out of here."

He had always hated this younger brother because of family reasons, but now that Lu Xingzhou's incident was causing trouble, he couldn't even take a liking to Zheng Changyu.

Zheng Changyu took the opportunity to make a request: "Let me go in and see him first."

Zheng Qian chuckled, as if mocking his naivety: "Zheng Changyu, do you think I'll let you get close to Lu Xingzhou again? I don't care about you at all."

"What if it's about Lin Mo? Don't you want to know what happened in the years when he left? Do you still want to be kept in the dark?"

Zheng Qian was indeed aroused, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's hear it."