He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

Now that Zheng Qian's hands have become like this, he can't just leave him here, even if Lu Xingzhou hates Zheng Qian's appearance in front of his house.

After all, this injury was caused by him, and the kind-hearted Lu Xingzhou really couldn't see himself doing such a behavior.

After struggling for two seconds, he decided to take Zheng Qian to the nearest small clinic for treatment.

He pulled Zheng Qian's other sleeve and walked forward, but Zheng Qian stood there motionless.

Lu Xingzhou turned his head and looked at him suspiciously. Zheng Qian pointed to the lunch box on the ground and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet."

The veins on Lu Xingzhou's forehead twitched faintly.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not hungry!"

"Oh, I bought everything. If you don't take a few bites, how can you be worthy of the injury on my hand?" Zheng Qian looked at him aggrieved.

Lu Xingzhou suddenly remembered Duoduo, Zheng Qian's expression at the moment was exactly the same as that of Duoduo who wanted to eat meat strips.

In order to appease Zheng Qian, Lu Xingzhou entered the house with the lunch box at the door, and when he sat down at the table, he found that Zheng Qian hadn't come in yet.

Lu Xingzhou looked outside the door, while Zheng Qian looked inside the door eagerly.

"I, can I come in?"

Lu Xingzhou felt a little guilty when he pinched someone just now...

After a while, Zheng Qian sat across from him with a smile, staring at him and smiling like the silly son of the landlord in the village.

At this moment, Lu Xingzhou doubted whether he had fallen into Zheng Qian's way. He almost suspected that this was Zheng Qian's trick to get in.

It's just that the payment of this method is a bit too tragic.

He endured the attention from the other side, and slowly opened the plastic bag, which contained a small steamed bun and a bowl of soy milk beside it.

It's just that it's been left for too long, and the steamed stuffed bun and soy milk have cooled completely, enough to see how long this person has been buying.

Lu Xingzhou looked into Zheng Qian's eyes: "When did you come here?"

"Seven o'clock..." Zheng Qian was a little embarrassed, and he lowered his gaze.

Inexplicably, he felt that he was a bit like a college student chasing his sweetheart. These stupid things were things that his previous self didn't even care about.

Lu Xingzhou took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at it.

Well, 09:30.

If Zheng Qian hadn't lied, he had already been here for two and a half hours.

"Why didn't you knock on the door?" Lu Xingzhou asked.

"I... I knocked." Zheng Qian looked up at him slightly, and then quickly lowered his head: "I didn't hear any sound inside, I thought you should be sleeping, afraid of waking you up, so I didn't dare to knock on the door again gone."

Lu Xingzhou was at a loss for words for a moment, he picked up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth.

"Why don't you eat it, it should be cold, I'll buy it for you again." Zheng Qian asked tentatively.

Lu Xingzhou put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth: "Don't give away any more in the future."

Zheng Qian pouted: "Oh..."

He won't listen, he will give it away tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow!Such a good opportunity to meet, how could I miss it.

During this short interval, Zheng Qian's hand was already swollen, and the thumbnail was covered with blood, and Zheng Qian himself grinned in pain.

Seeing this, Lu Xingzhou couldn't bear it any longer. He took Zheng Qian's other arm and walked out.

"Hey, what are you doing, you haven't finished your breakfast yet."

"Go to the hospital!"

The corner of Zheng Qian's mouth raised a triumphant smile...

"Aww!!!" A burst of wailing pierced through the eardrums, and Lu Xingzhou slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"To shut up!"

Zheng Qian stared at Lu Xingzhou pitifully: "I'm already like this, it's not too much to scream!"

"you deserve it!"

Zheng Qian shut his mouth obediently.

When he got out of the clinic, Zheng Qian already had a splint on his hand, and he was still holding a pile of medicine in his other hand.

He followed Lu Xingzhou all the way. Lu Xingzhou took a few steps and stopped when he heard footsteps behind him.

"Follow me for what?"

"My hand is injured and I can't drive. Where can I go if I don't follow you." Zheng Qian wanted to cry but had no tears.

Lu Xingzhou made a gesture to stop the taxi on the side of the road.

"I'll call a taxi and the fare will be mine."

"Xingzhou, my hands are hurt, why don't you just let me stay by your side for a while?" Zheng Qian's voice was obviously crying.

Lu Xingzhou can't fix this. Speaking of which, Zheng Qian's hand was indeed for his injury, and Zheng Qian gave him breakfast out of good intentions. Isn't it too irresponsible to leave him now? ?

Seeing that Lu Xingzhou's expression was slightly relaxed, Zheng Qian knew that he was about to succeed.

"Just let me go back and get some medicine. It's really inconvenient for me to have one hand."

"Then, that's fine." He must be told to leave immediately after applying the medicine.

……

Lu Xingzhou took a cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and rubbed the medicine on his hand. A large piece of skin fell off his hand, and the flesh and blood were exposed to the air.

Lu Xingzhou originally wanted to play hard and teach him a lesson, but Zheng Qian was lying in front of the table, his face covered in cold sweat, and he was panting in pain.

Lu Xingzhou sighed lightly, but still reduced his strength.

"Renren, it will be painted soon." After a short pause, he added: "See if you dare to do it again in the future."

"Don't dare."

Zheng Qian didn't mean what he said, he even felt that today's intercourse was quite worthwhile, at least he had another chance to meet Lu Xingzhou.

After applying the medicine, Lu Xingzhou put the ointment into a bag and threw it into his arms.

"Let's go back."

"But I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten since morning."

"Did you give Aunt Zhang's salary for nothing?" Lu Xingzhou rolled his eyes.

"But I can take a taxi home now, and it will take more than an hour. I haven't eaten for a long time." Zheng Qian began to pretend to be pitiful.

eat?Are you a pig?Lu Xingzhou complained silently in his heart.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still walked to the refrigerator, took out simple vegetables from it, and brought them into the kitchen.

Zheng Qian suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and made a secret comparison.

Half an hour later, Lu Xingzhou served two plates of vegetarian dishes and two bowls of white rice.

"Eat!" I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qian always felt that there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in this voice.

He shivered, and obediently lowered his head to eat.

One hand is really inconvenient, Zheng Qian swears that he really has no other intentions, he tries hard to control his left hand, but his hand just doesn't obey the command.

He asked helplessly and awkwardly: "Xingzhou, do you have a spoon?"

Lu Xingzhou stood up silently and brought him a spoon.

This time it was much more convenient, but the bowls were always disobedient, as soon as Zheng Qian tried hard, the bowls would run around, Lu Xingzhou was almost finished eating, and Zheng Qian hadn't had a few mouthfuls yet.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Zheng Qian stared at the rice in Lu Xingzhou's bowl.

If he asks Lu Xingzhou to feed him now, will he kick him out?

Zheng Qian was so entangled to death, silently thinking about the feasibility of this method.

Zheng Qian didn't touch the spoon until Lu Xingzhou finished his meal.

Lu Xingzhou picked up the empty bowl and walked into the kitchen, Zheng Qian grabbed his sleeve.

"Xingzhou, I, I haven't caught my food yet."

In line with the principle of "sending the Buddha to the west" and the policy of "good people do it to the end", implement the concept of "taking a step back to open the sea and the sky", and take "be patient for a while" as the basic center point, fully embodying the superiority of the socialist core values .

Lu Xingzhou dropped the empty bowl heavily, and sat back on the seat next to Zheng Qian.

"Open your mouth, I'll feed you!" Lu Xingzhou felt that if he continued like this, he might end up in prison for manslaughter.

Zheng Qian didn't dare to go too far for the time being when he got the advantage, he sat up straight obediently, opened his mouth and waited for the feeding.

But after a while, he became dishonest again: "I want to eat that dish." Hearing this, Lu Xingzhou grabbed some with his chopsticks.

"I want to try that!" Lu Xingzhou swallowed.

He just wanted to finish feeding the meal quickly, and then send the big Buddha away.

But while eating, Zheng Qian actually burst into tears, he choked up, swallowed the food mouthful, and never made any request to Lu Xingzhou again.

Lu Xingzhou didn't know why, so, did he feed too fast and choked him?

He involuntarily slowed down.

Zheng Qian swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, and then squeaked: "I haven't tasted the food you cooked for a long time."

These are very simple dishes, because Lu Xingzhou's stomach became very delicate after the operation, and he didn't have much energy and funds to recuperate his body, so he could only eat some easily digestible food.

In the eyes of the former Zheng Qian, these meals were extremely unpopular. Even if Lu Xingzhou knelt and held them in front of him, he would not take a bite of them.

Today's Zheng Qian said such words in tears, Lu Xingzhou fell silent.

"It's exactly the same as the one in my memory. I really miss this smell, and you."

After Lu Xingzhou fed the last mouthful of food, he responded in a calm and dissatisfied manner.

"Zheng Qian, why didn't you understand these principles earlier?"

"It's because I didn't have eyes at first."

"It's really too late to talk about this now."

Zheng Qian looked at Lu Xingzhou with tears in his eyes: "I don't know how to make up for those mistakes, but I can..."

"No, there is no need to make up for it. There are many things that you can't make up for if you want to make up for it. For some things, if you miss it, you will miss it."

After saying that, Lu Xingzhou stood up, and he walked to the side, pointing at the blood-stained wall, his tone became more sad.

"Zheng Qian, our relationship is like this wall, this imprint will never be cleaned up."

"No, there must be a way. I'll call someone to repaint the wall tomorrow."

Lu Xingzhou chuckled: "Zheng Qian, why don't you understand that the painted wall is a new wall, but the old wall will always leave marks."

"This wall...is like my heart."

Zheng Qian looked at him in dismay, weeping silently.

Lu Xingzhou lifted the broken hair on his forehead, and pointed to the shallow scar.

"The wounds on the body heal quickly, but the wounds on the heart may never heal in this lifetime."

"Zheng Qian, I'm really scared, please let me go."

"Let go of you, who will let me go..." Zheng Qian whispered...