Chapter 81: The sharp jawline

In the sky, first a drop of ink fell into the azure blue, then slowly spread out, deepening the blue color.

As time went on, more and more ink dripped in, and the sky turned into a complete black.

Covering the light blue inside.

The hospital's single room was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant. The pale-faced man lying on the bed had his eyelashes trembling a few times, and then he opened them, revealing a pair of bright and dazzling amber eyes.

Bright light flowed in his pupils. He stared at the ceiling for a while, then slowly regained consciousness and was able to roughly determine where he was.

Just now when he was unconscious, he felt like he had fallen into an airtight lake from which he could not escape. The tightly wrapped sea water made it impossible for him to find a way out.

I can hear the sounds from the outside world, but I can't struggle out.

Now, the stuffy feeling has dissipated, and only a slight soreness and swelling feeling emanates from deep within the bones of the body.

Fu Qianan supported himself on the bed and sat up, his movements slightly restricted. He looked down at the needle stuck in the back of his hand, his gaze swept around and landed on the young man lying on the sofa not far away.

With a height of 1.8 meters, he was confined to a small area and could only lie on his side, curled up, with his long legs sticking out from the edge of the sofa.

Just looking at it gives people a feeling of being unable to stretch out.

There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, and the dim light illuminated the IV bottle hanging high next to it.

You can see the position of the solution in the bottle.

Fu Qi'an didn't say anything, just stared quietly, his gentle eyes gently tracing the boy's facial features.

He often avoids his emotions, which makes it impossible for him to look directly into the bright and clear eyes of his partner when he is awake.

He didn't know what he was afraid of. Maybe he was afraid that the other party would see through his true thoughts, so he always thought about escaping.

But it can only happen at times like this, in the dead of night, when the other person is asleep and they are alone with each other.

Only then could he carefully observe the slightest changes in the other person that were different from a few days ago.

Fu Qianan enjoyed this feeling, as if he was looking for differences, re-imprinting the appearance of the boy he had seen a few days ago in his mind, and then comparing it with the current one.

I seem to have lost some weight.

The soft flesh on his cheeks was shaved off.

It seems to be whiter...

The fair skin is like a piece of white paper spread on the table, while the black eyelashes and crimson lips on the face are the brightest and most dazzling colors.

Dotted on it, it has a strong sense of color impact.

More handsome.

Fu Qi'an tilted his head slightly to the side so that he could see the boy's ear more clearly.

Zhu Yanshi's ears are different from many people's. His earlobes are not as long as those of those blessed people.

They are round and fleshy, showing good fortune, but his earlobes don't look sloppy.

You can wear earrings, but others may look feminine or non-mainstream when wearing them.

But Fu Qianan carefully thought about the other person wearing expensive ruby ​​earrings in his mind.

Even in such a gloomy environment, the red on the earlobe exploded with brilliance, adding a touch of stronger vitality to the person...

The sounds of breathing intertwined and pulled each other, and the slightly protruding point on Fu Qian'an's neck moved gently up and down, and he pulled his lips.

I didn't realize how gentle and affectionate my expression was at the moment.

The quietness that he enjoyed alone was broken after a moment by the sound of the cell phone that the boy had placed on the low table next to him.

The sound was not loud and came from far away. Fu Qian heard it just when he woke up. He knew the other party's intention and didn't want to disturb him.

The heart that had been beating faster and faster became a mess at this moment. Fu Qian'an watched the young man struggle to open his eyes from his sleep, raised his hand and fumbled on the table next to him in a daze, and after touching the phone, he struggled to turn off the alarm.

She stared at the white ceiling for a while, then sat up straight and looked towards the bed. Her eyes met the dark eyes of the man on the bed.

Their eyes met and Zhu Yanshi blinked.

"woke up?"

"Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

When Fu Qian'an raised his head slightly and looked at Zhu Yan who stood up and approached him, the figure of the young man was imprinted in the depths of his black pupils.

Even when the other person came closer, he could still smell the scent that made him particularly attached.

Zhu Yanshi shook his head and moved closer. With the dim light from the bedside lamp next to him, he could see clearly how much solution was left in the bottle.

"I'll help you watch over it, you can sleep a little longer."

He yawned, sat on the chair beside the bed, stretched his sore arms, and joked with a smile.

"I always thought I fell asleep quickly, until today..."

"Can you imagine? I fell asleep in a minute!"

"I've rested enough, you take a nap."

Fu Qian answered.

"No, the doctor said I can be discharged after the IV drip is finished. It's not a big deal."

Zhu Yanshi grabbed the water bottle on the bedside table next to him, unscrewed the cap, took a sip of water, and squinted his eyes.

"If you get sick in the future, take medicine when necessary and see a doctor when necessary. Don't delay. With your physical condition..."

Fu Qi'an suddenly gave Zhu Yanshi a cold look, and he shut up.

He slowly swallowed the water in his mouth and pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly.

"Just kidding..."

The young man shrank back into the chair with the water bottle in his hand, looking a little timid. The man in front of him, who was originally leaning against the head of the bed, suddenly sat up straight, leaned over, and reached out to pinch Zhu Yanshi's earlobe.

She moved forward slightly and got closer. The man's hair on his forehead blocked her eyes, and the tiny light in his eyes shone through the gaps in his hair.

The breath fell on Zhu Yanshi's ear.

"My body is precious, isn't it..."

He blew a breath into Zhu Yan's earlobe.

"no."

After saying that, the man released his hand that was pinching the other person's earlobe, leaned back to his previous position, and slowly adjusted the quilt covering him.

Squint.

"besides……"

"Don't spread rumors about me."

Minor warning.

He can tolerate anything, but the only thing he cannot tolerate is others saying that he is not good enough.

This is about men's dignity, and male dignity cannot be trampled upon!

Zhu Yanshi's expression was hard to describe. If the other person didn't have a clean and handsome face, he would have slapped him in disgust for being treated so greasy.

The fist hanging at his side stiffened, but considering the other person's weak body, he silently loosened his knuckles.

It’s incredible.

Being empty is being empty, it's not something to be ashamed of...

All right.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Zhu Yanshi lowered his head and adjusted his expression. When he looked up, he was facing a lovely and bright sunflower.

"Of course! Teacher Fu is the best!"

"Brother Qiang!"

“…”

Sarcastic.

Fu Qian'an turned his head away and stopped talking. He lowered his head and stared stubbornly at a pair of disposable slippers lying on the floor next to him.

I'm going to stare a hole through that thing.

The person next to him came over tentatively.

"If you like it, take it home?"

Fu Qi'an left Zhu Yanshi with a more perfect and rounded back of the head.

Her pale lips were tightly pressed into a line, the corners of her eyes and mouth drooped together, and her eyelashes fluttered up and down.

Ignore people.

"Angry?"

Zhu Yanshi felt a little bit despicable and couldn't hold back the smile on his face. The more he looked at the other person's depressed and arrogant look, the more he felt that Fu Qi'an was the real cat.

Who understands!

Meet someone who is more cat-like than a fur ball!

The closer he got, the less the other person showed him his facial expression. Every time he moved forward, Fu Qi'an turned his head a little to the side.

Zhu Yanshi was so excited that she almost crawled onto the bed. She knelt on the edge of the bed, crossed her arms over the man's lower body to support the other side of the bed, stuck her butt out, and tried her best to see Fu Qian'an's expression.

"Are you really angry?"

"I was just kidding! Why did you take it so seriously?"

Still smiling.

Fu Qi'an was so teased by the other party that he couldn't pretend to be angry anymore. The corners of his lips trembled a few times, and then he couldn't help but grin upwards.

"How about I give you my bed?"

She smiled with her eyes curved, and glanced at Zhu Yanshi's messy posture on the bed.

The ward was very quiet. When the two people's eyes met, what just happened happened. They looked at each other quietly, and then, one of their mouths widened more than the other's, and their shoulders and chests began to shake violently.

"puff……"

A sound broke the serious atmosphere.

One was sitting on the hospital bed, and the other was lying on the bed, both laughing uncontrollably.

Laughter is contagious. Sometimes, you don’t know what the other person is laughing at, but you just can’t help but feel the joy bursting out from your chest.

Fu Qian'an hadn't laughed so heartily in a long time. He held his waist with one hand and supported the bed with the other, wanting to stop, but after Zhu Yanshi started a new round of giggling, the pain in his waist and back continued.

The entire ward felt extremely disconnected from the previous second. It was so quiet before that even a mosquito flying by could hear the vibration of its wings.

Now, all kinds of laughter are mixed together, and it is hard to tell whose laughter it is.

Zhu Yanshi took the time to glance at the IV drip next to him. The solution had reached the bottom. While massaging his stiff facial muscles, he crawled forward on his knees and reached out to grab the call bell placed above where Fu Qi'an was leaning.

Once the feelings between two people deteriorate, the atmosphere between them will become very unstable.

For example, now.

Zhu Yanshi reached out and clapped the call bell, but didn't hear the other party's laughter. He lowered his head and realized how offensive his gesture was...

Her legs were spread apart and straddled Fu Qi'an's legs, one hand resting on the top of the bedside, and the other hand pressing the bell.

The two men were so close that Fu Qi'an buried his face in his chest.

Silence is spreading...

The posture was a bit strange, up and down. Zhu Yanshi lowered his head and looked at the eyes that were staring up at him so close.

The smile in those eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only a dark, deep black radiating from the depths of the pupils, like a tentacle, ready to drag people into the chaos at this moment.

In the atmosphere that suddenly turned quiet again, Zhu Yanshi vaguely sensed something wrong in the air.

The man raised his head, staring at her possessively, his scorching gaze drifting down to the tip of her nose, her lips, and finally stopping at her Adam's apple...

Fu Qian'an reached out and suddenly grabbed Zhu Yanshi's wrist. When he pulled the boy down, his lips, which were expected to fall on his cheek due to this action, did not fall.

What greeted him was only the hard and iron jaw of an eagle-like man, which hit the top of his head very hard.

Oh no.

The top of his head is open.

A hole was dug...

That's not a chin, that's a power drill.

Both of them fell down in an instant, grimacing in pain and covering their own seriously injured parts.

The house was filled with howling.