There was abundant rainfall in the summer, and the water level of the river rose. The electric charging piles near the shore are quite old, but because they are located in a remote area, they have no impact on the cityscape and are not included in the municipal improvement plan.
Due to years of disrepair, cracks had already appeared at the bottom of the pole. Now it had been soaked in water and was showing signs of loosening. Who could have known that it would fall down today and hit someone squarely.
The ambulance arrived quickly, and Chen Zhiyu was carried into the ambulance on a stretcher. After receiving an IV drip, his frown finally relaxed a little.
Xia Qingshu sat on the benches on both sides of the carriage, with drooping brows, staring intently at Chen Zhiyu lying on the stretcher.
Chen Zhiyu's legs had been simply bandaged and the bleeding had stopped. A white blanket covered his legs, so he did not look disheveled.
His face was pale and he lay there weakly, yet he had a kind of sickly handsome temperament.
During the pulling process, two buttons of the shirt broke. He fumbled with one hand and buttoned the top button, then tucked the loose hem of the shirt back into his trousers.
Xia Qingshu had no intention of appreciating his sick face. Her pretty, fair face wrinkled into a ball, and her voice trembled unnaturally, "Brother Zhiyu... are you still in pain? If it hurts, let the nurse give you an injection."
He felt a little itchy on his face, and when he touched it, his cheeks were all wet.
The fair and translucent little face looked as if it had been soaked in stream water, glowing with moist water.
Why are you crying?
When Xia Qingshu realized belatedly that he could no longer hold back his tears, he stubbornly held back his tears, his beautiful eyes hazy.
The lips were bitten by teeth, half red and half white, so bright that they were dazzling.
"It doesn't hurt."
Chen Zhiyu paused, it seemed like he had seen this scene somewhere before...
It definitely hurts.
Chen Zhiyu guessed that the most serious condition might be a fracture, and the lightest condition might be a bone fracture.
But for some reason, he couldn't cry out in pain in front of Xia Qingshu.
It is even more impossible to give an injection in front of him.
Even if his legs were broken, he was still the Chen Zhiyu who remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe.
Chen Zhiyu secretly took a deep breath and said calmly, "I'm fine. I'll let Secretary Li take you back later."
"I won't leave. I'll wait for you to have the surgery." Xia Qingshu's eyes were full of water and his hands were clenched tightly.
"No, I really don't have anything."
"Yes, after you finish the operation, if something happens in the middle of the night, I can be there to take care of you."
Although Xia Qingshu is pretty, she is usually noisy and silly, like a child who has not grown up. Her words can make people angry to death.
Now when I encounter problems, it’s as if I have grown up and become sensible overnight.
Unnaturally well-behaved.
His voice was as soft as a clear stream, and he looked obedient, but his face was unusually firm. "Brother Zhiyu, I still need to light a cigarette for you."
That expression looks like a stubborn and pretty little goat.
Just one look at it makes you want to take it home and hide it secretly.
Chen Zhiyu also had the same idea.
"Brother Zhiyu, do you want to smoke now? I'll light it for you."
Xia Qingshu clumsily took out a pack of cigarettes from Chen Zhiyu's trouser pocket.
Perhaps because he was too nervous and afraid of hurting the other person, he squeezed the cigarette box so hard that it was flattened. He finally took out a cigarette from it, but it broke.
"Brother Zhiyu, I'm sorry, please just bear with it for a while. I'll buy you a new pack when we get to the hospital." Xia Qingshu rounded up half a cigarette and stuffed it into Chen Zhiyu's mouth.
When Chen Zhiyu opened his mouth and held the cigarette, he bit Xia Qingshu's finger.
The fingers are as soft as onions, boneless and have a milky aroma.
The touch is three points softer than toffee.
After watching my finger for a whole night, I accidentally bit it.
The cigarette fell out from between fingers and teeth.
Xia Qingshu was a little confused. He reminded carefully,
"Brother Zhiyu, you bit my finger."
Chen Zhiyu was a little dazed. He didn't seem to hear clearly what the other party said, but instead he bit his tongue even harder.
Xia Qingshu was stunned and didn't move.
Brother Zhiyu was so hurt that he went crazy?
He used to watch on TV that when a pregnant woman was giving birth and the pain was unbearable, the husband would let the pregnant woman bite his hand to relieve the pain.
Is Zhiyu confused by the pain now?
If Zhiyu wants to bite...just bite...
Xia Qingshu was a little afraid of pain. When the other party's teeth touched him, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes, which were full of tears, became even more moist...
However, the expected pain did not appear, and his fingers were bitten and rubbed.
Occasionally, you can feel the wet tip of a tongue approaching.
It's itchy, but not painful.
Xia Qingshu looked over with a silly face. Was Brother Zhiyu in so much pain that he even lost the ability to bite?
The nurse next to him couldn't bear to watch it anymore and coughed several times. Then Chen Zhiyu came to his senses and spit out the finger in his mouth.
The round fingertips were bitten red, and the nails were pink and covered with a layer of shiny saliva, as if they had just been painted with nail polish.
Xia Qingshu glanced at his wet fingers, and when he squatted down to pick up the cigarette, he quietly wiped his saliva on Chen Zhiyu's clothes.
He picked up the fallen cigarette, and the filter was covered with black ash. He wiped it with his hand, but the ashes didn't come off, so he blew away the ashes with his mouth.
The rosy little mouth pouted and blew air into the cigarette holder.
The dust was blown off, and the yellow filter was stained with a unique aroma.
It was almost clean, and Xia Qingshu put the cigarette back into Chen Zhiyu's mouth.
Logically speaking, Chen Zhiyu would never smoke the cigarette that had fallen on the ground, but he opened his mouth and held the cigarette for some reason.
This time, no fingers were bitten.
After holding the cigarette, the pain in my legs seemed to be reduced by two points.
Xia Qingshu searched his body for a long time but couldn't find the lighter. He carefully pried open the blanket covering Chen Zhiyu's legs and reached into his trouser pocket to take out the lighter again.
He was a little flustered. As soon as he put his hand in, Chen Zhiyu hissed and his face became even colder.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it." Xia Qingshu heard his "hiss" and quickly retracted his hand. He blushed and called the nurse, "Miss nurse, please come and check it out."
The nurse sitting in the front glanced at the two of them.
He was sucking his fingers just now, so there must be nothing serious wrong with him.
"Hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon. Smoking is not allowed in the car."
Xia Qingshu begged in a low voice, "Miss Nurse, my brother is already in this state, please be flexible."
"The pain will go away after a while of infusion. Why are you still smoking when your leg is broken?" The nurse stared at the cigarette in Xia Qingshu's hand. "Also, you can't smoke in the hospital."
Xia Qingshu wanted to say more, but Chen Zhiyu took off the half-smoked cigarette and put it in the other person's palm, "Forget it, wait until you're done before smoking."
"But you're feeling so uncomfortable, why don't you have a cigarette to distract yourself..." Xia Qingshu held a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other, unconsciously using honorifics.
After he entered the book, he has been living with a gaming mentality of just getting by and watching the show.
He didn't feel deeply involved in the identity he suddenly acquired. He felt that he was just a bystander and would leave one day. Maybe one day he would read a few more books and wear the same identity again.
When danger came, he became deeply aware of the reality of the world he lived in.
This is a colorful world. The people here are flesh and blood, good and bad. When they are hurt, they will bleed and feel pain. They will cry and laugh.
He always thought that Chen Zhiyu was a violent villain, and was prejudiced against him and always on guard against him, but he was saved by this "bad guy" in the book.
Looking back on their interactions, except for the first time they met when Chen Zhiyu showed hostility towards him, at other times, Chen Zhiyu was a normal person with clear likes and dislikes.
Just now he was delusionally dreaming of returning to his original world through death. If he was hit, he would really die.
After figuring it out, Xia Qingshu felt ashamed of his foolish thoughts, and at the same time was deeply moved by the other party's actions. Unconsciously, his eyes turned red and two lines of tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes.
He seldom cried before, but I don’t know what happened recently, his taste changed, his sense of smell became more sensitive, his emotions became more abundant, and he became particularly sleepy.
He wanted to turn his head away and secretly wipe away his tears, but Chen Zhiyu held his hand and said, "Why are you crying again? Did you get hit just now? Let's go to the hospital for a detailed check-up later."
"I didn't get hit, I didn't cry..." Xia Qingshu calmed himself down and forced the remaining tears to stay in his eyes.
There was some dust on the fair little face, and the eye sockets were red with tears welling up in them that seemed to be refusing to fall.
He bit his lip to pretend to be strong.
However, this expression has nothing to do with being strong, and it makes him look particularly lovable.
Chen Zhiyu glanced at the beautiful and stubborn little goat in front of him, and didn't even notice that his voice was unnaturally gentle. "Don't cry, I'm fine."
"Don't cry, baby..."
"I didn't cry..." Xia Qingshu became anxious and tears began to fall uncontrollably.
Transparent white tears flowed down the cheeks and neck, all the way to the collarbone, and stayed in the deep depression.
There were some red marks on her face, probably left when she wiped away the tears, just on her cheeks. Her whole wet face looked like it was powdered, and she was as beautiful as a red and white lotus emerging from the water.
"I really didn't cry..."
Xia Qingshu didn't know why, and no matter how hard she tried to control herself, her tears just kept falling.
What's wrong with me?
Maybe it was the grievance of suddenly entering a book, the grievance of... on the first day of entering a book, the grievance of encountering a terrible relative... the grievance of encountering school bullying... Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore...
"I won't cry..." Xia Qingshu let the tears flow down his face.
He has a complexion, red eyes, pursed lips and tears in his eyes, like a stubborn goblin.
Chen Zhiyu was stunned, and suddenly remembered where he had seen this scene before...
The night they met for the first time, Xia Qingshu also cried.
Not crying silently like now, but sobbing softly.
From time to time he begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.
Like a delicate cat, it hooked its hook around his neck and made “meow-meow” sounds, making him feel uneasy.
But now, Xia Qingshu was crying silently, without making any sound, but that annoying "wuwu" sound seemed to ring in his ears again.
"...Please..."
“…Wuwuwu…”
"pain......"
Missing memories and unfounded imaginations intertwined, Chen Zhiyu seemed to be hallucinating...
At inappropriate times, hallucinations seemed to occur...
No one spoke in the car, the only sounds were the whistling wind and the wailing of ambulance sirens.
The self-control that once made him so powerful was absent at this moment.
In order to avoid embarrassment, Chen Zhiyu reached out and touched the injured leg.
Pinch it hard.
The bone-chilling pain spread throughout my body, and cold sweat dripped down my head...
Finally, I didn't lose my composure...
Seeing Chen Zhiyu's face turn blue and red, Xia Qingshu became nervous again, "Brother Zhiyu, what's wrong? Are you still in pain?"
He squatted down and held the bed with both hands.
Afraid that he couldn't hear clearly, he turned his face sideways and moved closer to Chen Zhiyu.
Chen Zhiyu raised his eyes and saw his small, delicate, white and clean ears.
"Brother Zhiyu, please speak louder, I can't hear you clearly..."
Not hearing any reply from the other party, Xia Qingshu turned his head and looked at Chen Zhiyu in confusion.
Chen Zhiyu looked straight into those red, tearful eyes.
The eyes are full of affection...
The little guy's true feelings make people feel so soft-hearted...
An overwhelming impact is coming...
A person who is so pretty and well-behaved, and who deeply loves her little boy...
Chen Zhiyu suddenly lost consciousness. He turned his head and closed his eyes, then he felt his breathing become smoother.
But with every breath, the image of Xia Qingshu crying replayed in his eyes like a kaleidoscope.
He gritted his teeth and pinched his injured leg again.
The young nurse next to him was secretly amazed. She would never have thought that the richest man in China, who looked so handsome, was actually a loser. He was not satisfied even after his legs were broken, and he had to pinch himself secretly.
~
Finally, Xia Qingshu's tears stopped and she asked tremblingly, "Brother Zhiyu, are you feeling better?"
Chen Zhiyu was filled with hatred and his mind sank, not caring about anything else.
The old injuries have not yet healed, and new ones have arisen.
He said calmly, "I know what I'm talking about. It should be a fractured bone."
The word "broken bone" came out of his mouth as easily as cutting a nail.
He is Chen Zhiyu. From the moment he was born, he was destined to ride the wind and waves and overcome all obstacles.
A broken bone is nothing. Even if it means amputation, it’s just a matter of smoking a cigarette.
When he spoke, he tilted his head, trying his best to avoid Xia Qingshu's gaze.
"All the bones are broken, are you okay?" Xia Qingshu's face was tense, her eyes were wide open.
"Why are you crying like a little kid and can't stop?" Chen Zhiyu said as he was about to reach out for the tissue on the stool to prove that he was not only fine but also able to handle it with ease.
"Hey, don't move, I'll do it myself." Xia Qingshu didn't want the wounded to move, so he quickly picked up a tissue and wiped the tears from his face.
After wiping it clean, he emphasized again, "I didn't cry."
Chen Zhiyu lay back down, "Why are you still using honorifics?"
"I just feel like I need to be a little more respectful to you."
Thinking of how she had played dumb in front of Brother Zhiyu before, Xia Qingshu couldn't help but blush, "If you have anything to say in the future, just tell me."
Xia Qingshu originally wanted to say that he would definitely repay you for saving his life, and from now on you would be his second parent.
The two are only 6 years apart in age, so it doesn't make sense to treat him as a parent or elder.
Putting aside what happened on the night of their first meeting, Xia Qingshu felt that Chen Zhiyu was a pretty good person.
Just think of him as a big brother you respect very much.
"So you're going to call me...Jiyu-hyung?"
"Yeah." Xia Qingshu nodded.
"Call out and let me hear it." Chen Zhiyu said in a low voice.
His voice was a little hoarse, and he deliberately controlled the volume so that only Xia Qingshu could hear it. The nurse who was very close to them did not notice it.
In the small ambulance compartment, there was a sense of privacy as if they were whispering to each other behind each other's backs, as if the two of them had a close relationship.
Xia Qingshu: “............”
Her beautiful eyes turned and glanced at Chen Zhiyu's head.
Make sure the other person doesn't hit his head.
Why does Brother Zhiyu look a little strange?
Could it be that the injected liquid has a hallucinogenic effect?
However, the other party was a patient and had saved his life, so Xia Qingshu did not hesitate and obediently called out, "Brother Zhiyu."
Different from his previous performances, Xia Qingshu really behaves well, like a docile little lamb.
He is handsome, and when he looks down at people, his eyes are filled with stars.
Serious and pious.
Looking closely at his snow-white skin, it looks more like candy.
A milky white little lamb that loves to act coquettishly.
Chen Zhiyu squeezed his hands hidden in the sheets, "Brother Zhiyu asked you to go home first, he really cares about me, come back tomorrow."
This child is stubborn and one-track-minded when it comes to feelings. Once he makes up his mind, even eight horses cannot pull him back. The injury on his leg will definitely require surgery. Xia Qingshu can only wait in the hospital and can do nothing.
In the past, he always kept a calm attitude towards his pursuers, and even deliberately avoided them.
Only Xia Qingshu.
He didn't know why, but he could tolerate Xia Qingshu's love for him. Sometimes, he even felt at ease when he thought of Xia Qingshu's love for him.
Chen Zhiyu turned his head sideways and glanced at Xia Qingshu indifferently.
Xia Qingshu's eyes showed something, and she eagerly expressed her determination to stay with him and not leave even if she was beaten to death.
He knew that Xia Qingshu liked him very much, but he shouldn't show it so obviously.
Tsk, kid.
"I'm not leaving." Xia Qingshu said, "In case you want to drink water or get up at night, I can take care of you here."
“There are nurses in the hospital.”
"The nurse wasn't careful and was afraid that he might drop you."
He grew up in a hospital. When his mother was filming, she would be away for several months. His father would take him to the hospital. Sometimes he had too many surgeries and no time to take care of him. When he was bored, he would run to the ward. He has seen many patients, and the caregivers are never as attentive as his own family members. Moreover, some caregivers sleep soundly at night and cannot be woken up no matter how hard we shout. Some patients are thin-skinned and endure the pain all night long.
In the original book, the original body's death was closely related to Chen Zhiyu, but the reality is that Chen Zhiyu pulled him back from the brink of death.
Perhaps because of the suspension bridge effect, Xia Qingshu was feeling a little agitated at the moment, but his heart was determined to repay his gratitude.
Chen Zhiyu had no idea what Xia Qingshu was thinking. He just felt that this kid was so stubborn that he wouldn't even listen to him. They were almost at the hospital, and after most of the fluids had been transfused, he felt almost no pain in his legs, his tense nerves relaxed, and his innate and proud self-control also returned.
At this moment, a well-behaved child was staring at him with tears in his eyes, and Chen Zhiyu couldn't help but tease him, "There is no bed in the ward, where will you sleep then?"
Xia Qingshu immediately replied, "There is a folding bed in the ward. I will sleep next to you. You can see me when you lower your head, and I will wake up when you call me."
Oh, now I'm thinking about sleeping next to him.
Chen Zhiyu asked seriously, "It seems that you have a lot of experience. You must have done a lot of ** before, right?"
Xia Qingshu quickly shook his head, "I've never slept with anyone else."
Chen Zhiyu glanced at the nurse and saw that they were almost at the hospital. The nurse was contacting her colleagues.
He curled his lips and asked, "So is tonight your first time?"
"Yeah, yes," Xia Qingshu nodded.
He had a feeling that there was something strange about Brother Zhiyu, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Finally, it was concluded that male Durban Scholarship recipients must find a bedside caregiver who is doing so for the first time.
Well, it fits the character very well.
Xia Qingshu quickly explained, "I learned about this when I saw someone accompanying the patient next to me when I was hospitalized last time. It's a foldable bed that can be put away during the day and placed next to the bed at night. It's very convenient when looking after the patient. I've never accompanied anyone before, you're the first."
"If you need water or anything in the middle of the night, just call me."
It was the first time Chen Zhiyu saw him so obedient, "Then if I want to go to the bathroom at night, can I call you too?"
Xia Qingshu nodded firmly, "Call me!"
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