Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Memories

Zhao Qingxun is paralyzed and confined to a wheelchair, unable to take care of himself, but he has been very dedicated to Feng Ling from beginning to end.

Zhao Qingxun cared for Feng Ling from head to toe, from her studies to her daily needs, planning everything for her, doing his best to give her the best. Having experienced more than her peers, just over 21, Feng Ling was far more mature than her peers. She had put in countless efforts and hard work, and had reaped the rewards.

When the two of them were in love, Zhao Qingxun no longer talked about leaving Beijing. He stayed at home every day, leading a regular life. With love by his side, his physical condition was maintained pretty good. Even though he had trouble sleeping due to excessive thinking, Zhao Qingxun was happy to do it and was willing to be tired because it was all for Feng Ling.

As clever as Fengling was, with just a little guidance from Zhao Qingxun, she understood the key to her career: absolute power within her own grasp. To live up to Zhao Qingxun's status and financial resources, Fengling consciously began to work even harder to improve herself, taking acting courses, language skills, and systematic finance classes. Soon, the Fengling Foundation and Zhao Qingxun's company projects were deeply integrated, rapidly increasing the valuation of her philanthropic endeavors to over 100 million yuan. She had ascended from a female celebrity to the ranks of the newly wealthy, no longer a girl from the mountains.

Zhao Qingxun was in poor health, and his life had not changed fundamentally whether he was in Bern or Beijing. Of course, this year brought about a drastic difference, as he fell in love with his beloved girl.

Junior year wasn't easy, especially with Feng Ling's acting career. Every morning, she hugged and kissed Zhao Qingxun before leaving the house, and only got up after she left. Waking up for a paralyzed person is a complex process that often takes a long time. If Zhao Qingxun wasn't in good health, he might spend the entire day in bed, eating, working, and so on.

Even so, Zhao Qingxun's mindset had changed a lot because of being with Feng Ling. Even when Feng Ling went to school, as long as they were apart, Zhao Qingxun would start to miss her, but he was too cool to tell her, so that in Feng Ling's opinion, apart from her becoming more active in kissing him, nothing else had changed between the two of them.

There was a birthday gift for Feng Ling. When Zhao Qingxun was in Switzerland, he painted it for a long time with his left hand. Although he was confused at that time, his strokes were simple and smooth. He painted dozens of times and finally left behind a satisfactory work.

He even communicated with a familiar jewelry designer and wanted to make the painting into a necklace pendant, but then he thought there was no reason to give Feng Ling such a personal thing, so the painting was temporarily shelved on the iPad.

Feng Ling naturally did not receive this customized gift on her birthday, but the two of them were together, and the next day, Zhao Qingxun quietly took out the design draft and contacted the jewelry designer. Soon, the customized necklace was delivered to Zhao Qingxun before Chinese Valentine's Day.

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, Zhao Qingxun was in a good mood because he received a satisfactory gift.

"Baby." With his hair flowing smoothly, wearing a sea-blue top and white pants, Zhao Qingxun looked like a pure young man. He drove his wheelchair to Feng Ling's room to find her. At this time, Feng Ling had already had breakfast, done some exercise, and changed her clothes. The two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with pink bubbles of passionate love.

Knowing that Zhao Qingxun had just taken care of himself and came to the room to find her, Feng Ling had already seen the roses prepared by the workers early in the morning. As a sister, Feng Ling knew that Zhao Qingxun was a gentle and considerate person. Only after becoming his girlfriend did she realize that Zhao Qingxun was also a romantic and passionate boyfriend.

Feng Ling came over and kissed her. Her kiss was as gentle as a dragonfly skimming the water, and the kiss separated as soon as it touched. Zhao Qingxun, sitting in a wheelchair, only had time to look up. His hands were not convenient, so since he couldn't hug her and kiss her enough, he had to hold out the gift and present it to the beauty.

"Baby, happy Qixi Festival."

"A kiss actually gets you a gift! It seems like kissing your boyfriend more often is the right thing to do." Smiling, Feng Ling took the exquisite box and opened it to see a novel and exquisite little rabbit. It had a very abstract and simple design, with platinum outlining the chubby body and ears, and tiny pink diamonds dotting the rabbit's eyes. "Axun, what a cute little rabbit! Thank you."

She wanted to give the rabbit to Zhao Qingxun in the wheelchair and ask him to help her put it on, but Feng Ling immediately thought that his right hand fingers could not move at all, and he had to rely on his left hand and the wrist on his right hand that could barely move. If he could put it on, it would be fine, but if not, this person would definitely be secretly uncomfortable.

After quickly putting on the necklace, Feng Ling squatted beside the wheelchair and showed it to Zhao Qingxun, "Xun, it's so special. What brand is it? I don't recognize it."

"I designed it." He reached out and gently stroked her neck. His slender fingers lingered at her collarbone, and the beauty of the wind chime was in full view. Zhao Qingxun's slightly cold fingers did not move down even half an inch.

Surprised, Feng Ling gazed into his shy eyes. She was genuinely surprised. For another mother who had always been at the forefront of fashion, Zhao Qingxun's artistic taste was truly unique. His dress, gestures, and photography were completely idiosyncratic. His deep, melancholic features had captivated countless young women, yet he never paused for a single flower. His obsession with skiing, surfing, rock climbing, horseback riding, ball games, and racing cars was a common pursuit for Zhao Qingxun. And yet, he could also design jewelry?

"Why a little rabbit? Oh, is it because of the Qixi Festival, and the story of Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit?"

Without waiting for Zhao Qingxun to answer, Feng Ling came up with another answer. She naturally placed her hand on Zhao Qingxun's leg and asked him happily, "I know, it's Axun. Axun is born in the Year of the Rabbit, right?"

Zhao Qingxun lowered his long eyelashes and became even more shy. He was giving his girlfriend a gift that was related to his own zodiac sign. Would she think the gift was too old-fashioned?

In Feng Ling's warm hug and kiss, Zhao Qingxun's worries were completely dispelled. Feng Ling kept wearing the necklace and never wanted to take it off.

The time of love passed quickly, and countless sweet and romantic little surprises filled the love period of two people. Young lovers will never have too few sweet memories. Soon, Fengling’s junior year of college came to an end. Before the final exam, she made a guest appearance in a very popular variety show.

Before the show, Feng Ling crammed herself for several variety shows, and her experienced assistant also taught her some rules of the game in the entertainment industry. She usually doesn't watch variety shows, so she was not very relaxed on the show, for fear of saying something wrong. It was not until the end of the show that the young people got to know each other and started chatting easily.

"Ms. Feng Ling, the school beauty, let me ask a question on behalf of all the secret admirers. With so many people pursuing you, is there anyone you like? Have you ever been in love?" As soon as the host asked the question, the whole audience fell silent, everyone was waiting for Feng Ling's answer.

Sure enough, Feng Ling sat there smiling generously, but refused to speak and gave unclear answers. It was obvious that she didn't want her privacy to be dug up again and again.

The other host, perhaps realizing that Feng Ling's agency hadn't told him not to ask, took advantage of the situation and pressed the issue, "Is anyone pursuing you?"

Feng Ling remained silent. Answering yes or no to this question would be a judgment on the actress. She chose to remain silent, expressing her refusal to be discussed.

"Feng Ling, let's ask you in another way. Do you desire love?" The host who asked the first question was unwilling to give up and continued to ask Feng Ling.

This time Feng Ling chose to answer. She nodded, attracting everyone's attention, and answered clearly, "We are all the same. From childhood to adulthood, we have always believed that love is the purest and most beautiful thing."

The guests nearby nodded subconsciously, including some new rising stars in the entertainment industry. Now that everyone had reached a consensus, this topic was finally settled.

Later, at the end of the variety show, everyone also discussed the topic of "kissing", which is exciting even for young people. When it comes to kissing on set, the artists started to speak enthusiastically again. Someone also mentioned that Feng Ling is a literary goddess. She was only a teenager when she debuted. To this day, her first kiss in real life and on the big screen is probably still there.

At this time, wearing the necklace designed by Zhao Qingxun, Feng Ling lowered her eyes and stopped talking. She was secretly happy in her heart. Who could have guessed that she had actually been in love with the former top star for almost a year. The happiness and sweetness in it can only be experienced by two people in love.

Two indifferent people were in love for a year without any major problems. However, during the summer vacation, Feng Ling went out to guest star in another variety show for only two days. What happened in the cabin hotel completely overturned her view of love.

Zhao Lan was familiar with Feng Ling because of Lisa, an artist in the company. After recording the show the next day, Feng Ling went to find Lisa to eat. As soon as she stepped into Lisa's cabin, she heard a girl's happy laughter. It was Lisa laughing. Just from the sound, she could tell that she was very happy.

Feeling playful, Feng Ling walked in quietly, lightly walking on foot, wanting to see what made Lisa so happy, and even more wanting to suddenly appear and scare her.

Decorated in a romantic Southeast Asian style, the cabin's exterior was simple yet its interior was modern and sophisticated. The entire hall was enveloped in a white veil studded with crystals. Before Feng Ling even stepped inside, she could already see a pair of figures sitting distinctly on a large sofa to the side, nestled within the overly transparent veil. Their pose—as simple as Feng Ling's, yet a single glance made her blush and heart flutter. It was something extraordinary.

After all, she was a girl in love. Zhao Qingxun was in poor health. Even when they were not in love, Feng Ling had already had a complete understanding of the man's body by taking care of Zhao Qingxun. So she only took one look and knew that the two people on the sofa were Lisa and her tennis player boyfriend, doing something naked.

Standing outside the white veil, her eyes fixed on the two people in their strange postures, Feng Ling didn't even dare to breathe loudly, but Lisa's gasps and moans could be heard clearly, which were clearly sighs of extreme happiness... The strange changes somewhere in her body woke Feng Ling up, and she realized that she couldn't stay here. After taking another look at the tightly connected pair of figures, Feng Ling turned around and ran back to her cabin.

The personal assistant saw Feng Ling's face was strange, as if she was lost, and asked her what was wrong. Feng Ling said that she was fine, packed her luggage and hurriedly left the filming location and returned to her home in Beijing.

When Feng Ling returned to her home in Beijing, it was already nightfall. Zhao Qingxun dressed himself neatly and handsomely, asked the kitchen to prepare Feng Ling's favorite dinner, and waited for his girlfriend to come home.

"Baby, you've worked hard these past few days. Eat dinner and go to bed early. Don't stay up late." Feng Ling was young and occasionally liked to play. Zhao Qingxun's body couldn't stay up late at all, so he had to urge her to go to bed early in a nagging way.

Her hands were pushing his wheelchair, but the electric wheelchair was too wide to move. Feng Ling came over and kissed Zhao Qingxun, whispering, "I've eaten, Axun. I told you to wait for me on the phone. Let's go to the room. I have something to tell you."

Then Feng Ling walked towards the elevator without looking back. Since she said she had eaten, Zhao Qingxun couldn't help but drive the wheelchair to follow her. The two of them entered Zhao Qingxun's bedroom one after the other.

"Ah Xun, let me tell you..." What's the trouble? It's not some funny story from a variety show. Feng Ling hugged Zhao Qingxun's neck. Zhao Qingxun dotingly pulled her onto his lap, kissed her rosy cheek, and patiently listened to his girlfriend share her story.

It turned out to be about her friend. After listening to most of it, she looked at Feng Ling's sparkling eyes looking at her. In those perfect eyes full of sexy charm, there was clearly curiosity, desire, and eagerness to try. It was Feng Ling's undisguised love and demand.

At the age of 20, he was seriously injured and paralyzed, but Zhao Qingxun, who was six years older and more sensitive, completely understood what his girlfriend meant. The girl who knew nothing had inadvertently become enlightened. Since she liked it and wanted to try it, as her boyfriend, there was no turning back.

"Have you taken a shower?" There was a sweet smell in Zhao Qingxun's ears. Feng Ling guessed that he had taken a shower. Sure enough, Zhao Qingxun nodded and looked at her sideways. He had always been gentle enough, silently and patiently thinking of a solution.

"Call the nurse and put me on the bed. On top of me..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Ling stepped onto the floor with her long legs, her hands still on his body. She gently pushed him and said coquettishly, "Don't scream, I can do it, I'll hold you."

The little hand represented the anxious mood. Seeing her pushing him, Zhao Qingxun obediently drove the wheelchair until the wheelchair was close to the bed. He looked up at her, intending to try again.

After just one look at Feng Ling's anxious look, Zhao Qingxun gave up calling a nurse. He controlled the wheelchair with his left hand, then reached out to fiddle with the right side of the wheelchair, pushing down the right armrest next to the bed; then he adjusted the wheelchair so that the side of the wheelchair was against the edge of the bed, so that he could fall towards the bed and transfer to it.

Understanding the situation, Feng Ling happily untied the straps on Zhao Qingxun's legs and adjusted the wheelchair backrest to stabilize his body. She knelt beside the bed, got into position and started to hug him.

With nowhere to hide, Zhao Qingxun could only shake his head, "I can just fall onto the bed. Push me, I'm afraid I don't have enough strength."

"I have plenty of strength, feel it." Pulling his hand to place it on her arm, Zhao Qingxun really stroked her arm. With the help of this strength, Feng Ling hugged Zhao Qingxun, hugged his waist and buttocks, and really held him in her arms, pushing him a few inches towards the bed. The two of them hugged each other and fell on the nursing bed.

"Baby, let go, you're hurting your hands..." In a moment of weightlessness, Feng Ling pressed down on Zhao Qingxun. He couldn't feel most of his body, but his breathing suddenly became difficult. He still struggled to remind her, afraid that he would crush her hands and feet, and even more afraid that she would get hurt.

"No, I'm fine. My Ah Xun is even better. Ah Xun, your nose is so beautiful..." Feng Ling freed her hand and stroked Zhao Qingxun's delicate, high nose bone, as if she had just met him for the first time and wanted to get to know him better. "Your Adam's apple is beautiful too. Huh? It moves." The delicate, boneless little hand turned to stroke Zhao Qingxun's Adam's apple.

Feng Ling was not like this in the past. After being paralyzed, there were not many parts of Zhao Qingxun's body that were still sensitive. He could not bear such stimulation and almost moaned. He bit his lips to control himself.

"Baby, you..." What do you want? Zhao Qingxun didn't ask the straight man's words, Feng Ling couldn't wait to give him the answer.

"Axun, let's give it a try." Holding her beloved boyfriend, Feng Ling narrowed her eyes and made a formal invitation in his ear.

"Okay, baby, I have a catheter, I..." He had to say it in advance. Zhao Qingxun was afraid to see Feng Ling's unhappy expression when she excitedly pulled down his pants and found the catheter.

"Oh, oh, does that hurt you?" She raised her head and then looked down to see if she was pressing on the catheter and his unconscious body.

"No."

"I understand. I'll take out the hose. Don't worry, Axun. I've learned this professionally." Feng Ling sat next to Zhao Qingxun in a gentle voice, and her words were very generous and confident.

She found that Zhao Qingxun was looking at her in surprise. In order to alleviate his fear, Feng Ling carried him to the head of the bed and made him lie down properly. Then she raised the headboard so that he could see everything she did.

Seeing Feng Ling skillfully opening her pants, Zhao Qingxun used his left hand to hold the bed for balance, and he even forgot to reach out to help.

Zhao Qingxun's caregiver usually uses a three-lumen catheter for him, which is prepared for various needs. When Feng Ling brought the syringe, Zhao Qingxun was relieved. The little girl really understood.

Feng Ling untied the urine bag fixed on the calf, placed the urine bag on the nursing pad, then opened the strap that fixed the hose on Zhao Qingxun's thigh, and started to operate.

Zhao Qingxun, who was half lying, raised his soft, white, thin palm and tried to move over to help. Feng Ling saw that his hand was on the urine bag, and immediately grabbed his hand, held it up and kissed it, then gently put it back on the bed.

It's hard to describe what it feels like. Being taken care of by the one he loves so deeply while doing such a private and helpless thing, Zhao Qingxun's heart was filled with waves of emotions. Sometimes he felt happy, and sometimes he felt sad. Fortunately, before he could taste the ups and downs of the world, Feng Ling had successfully taken out the catheter, put the used items aside, turned around and came back to hug Zhao Qingxun's frail body covered by a thin blanket.

Seeing how carefully she treated her body, and the part of her body that Zhao Qingxun believed was particularly dirty, his heart was pounding, his face and ears were all red, and he was extremely shy.

When Feng Ling casually told him that she had taken special classes to learn how to insert a urinary catheter, Zhao Qingxun was so moved that he wanted to sit up, hug her and rub her into his bones and blood.

Feng Ling is the type of girl who looks sweet but feels cold when approaching her. She has a very popular cool and cute face. She also has a very good figure and perfect proportions. Her fans range from little girls to grown men. In front of Zhao Qingxun, her wild and straightforward side is naturally revealed. Even if Zhao Qingxun is in poor health, he is still unable to resist Feng Ling's charm. The two young people who are deeply in love forget about time and where they are. They explore together and move towards another stage of life.

-----------------------

The author has something to say: Thank you for waiting for me [pink heart][pink heart][pink heart]