Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Memories
With Feng Ling by his side, Zhao Qingxun naturally refused to take antispasmodic drugs, but he also didn't want to wear diapers all the time, so the nurse had to help him clean and check more often. He himself asked to wear a catheter all the time, because he wanted to wear clothes without looking bloated around his waist and hips, and he also wanted it to be convenient and easy to clean. It was really not easy.
Fortunately, Switzerland is not that big. Zhao Qingxun said that he would accompany Fengling to look around Bern and take the opportunity to see the beautiful scenery in various parts of Europe. Fengling said that holidays are for sleeping and refused to go out to play. She only wanted to stay at home every day.
Despite his limited mobility, Zhao Qingxun was eager to take Feng Ling out, suggesting a trip to Italy to see art and churches. After all, the best art and churches are in Italy, and the coast offers beautiful scenery. But Feng Ling wasn't buying it. She clung to Zhao Qingxun's waist and acted coquettishly, refusing to go anywhere. "I know European culture is amazing, but brother, I just want to be with you. I love everything you tell me. I don't want to see anything, I just want to listen."
He knew she was worried about his health, and it was indeed difficult for him to go out, but Zhao Qingxun felt that Feng Ling had flown thousands of kilometers, and it would be a waste of vacation time for him to stay at home all day. If he were healthier, he would have packed his bag and gone out for adventure. He could only stroke her soft and smooth hair and helplessly coax her, "Why are you so lazy? I'm going with you to see it, but you won't go?"
"Let's stay and take a good look at the snow-capped mountains. There are so many beautiful peaks in the Alps..." Feng Ling kept shaking her head. She was reluctant to let Zhao Qingxun accompany her out to suffer. Most of his body was unconscious and his physical strength was very poor. The best life for him was meticulous and thoughtful care and a regular schedule. Going out to play was also good, but it was always not as suitable as recuperating at home.
"Okay, let's take it slow." She was still young, and time and opportunities were unlimited. Zhao Qingxun gave up his plan and let Feng Ling stay by his side, and lived a leisurely life with her every day.
Feng Ling really missed Zhao Qingxun. Zhao Qingxun returned to Switzerland when she was filming. When Feng Ling learned that the incident had happened, she was sad for several days. She thought that her brother was probably lonely and bored at home, and went back because he saw that she was too busy.
This time, Feng Ling rushed to Switzerland to visit Zhao Qingxun. She wanted to be with him all the time. She didn't want to leave him even when he was doing physical therapy or massage. She even massaged him herself, taking care of him in a very professional way. Zhao Qingxun felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was in poor health, unable to control his bowels and bladder, and unable to do most things on his own. Although Feng Ling was his sister and knew about his situation, knowing and experiencing it firsthand were two different things. Zhao Qingxun certainly didn't want to let her see all his unbearable things.
"Brother, come back to Beijing with me. There are not as many delicious foods here as in Beijing. Also, there are lakes and snow-capped mountains here, which are not good for your health. Beijing has everything, but home is still better." Towards the end of the vacation, Feng Ling started to act unreasonable. Often, when the two of them were talking or playing something, she would suddenly become unhappy, hug Zhao Qingxun and tell him to go back, with a serious expression on her face.
Zhao Qingxun's face flushed and his heart beat fast as she held him. He held onto the cushion with his left hand to barely maintain his balance. One of his right fingers couldn't move, and only his wrist had some strength. He couldn't bear to push her hard, so he could only pant a few times and patiently coax Feng Ling, "Baby, it's quiet here. I'm used to living here. Study hard. A semester is only a few months long. Also, you have many opportunities to work. Maybe you'll come here again soon..."
Feng Ling really cares about Zhao Qingxun. When she is around, she will feed him herself during meals and always coax him to eat a few more bites. Zhao Qingxun also becomes more energetic and will pick out the food Feng Ling likes to prepare specially for her, and will also eat with her. She is also by his side when he is doing rehabilitation, and will even help him move his arms and other limited movable limbs. She is very considerate and patient, and never blindly asks him to do anything. She is more about accompanying and sharing.
Feng Ling told Zhao Qingxun that a classmate skipped meals to lose weight and went to class, but ended up fainting. Everyone rushed to rescue her, and it happened within a few minutes of the class. "So, she really fainted from hunger?" Zhao Qingxun asked curiously, unable to tell whether it was true or not.
"Really, in order to lose weight, she doesn't eat and only eats cucumbers. We were scared to death, thinking she was sick." She told him this deliberately, just to tell him that he must eat well.
"Brother, can you give me two of your shirts?" When Feng Ling was about to leave Bern in two days before school started, she made a request to Zhao Qingxun.
"Okay, go pick one yourself, there should be new ones. But what do you want to use them for?" Zhao Qingxun had too many clothes, many of which he had never worn, and even more of which he had worn once and never again.
"I'm home alone at night and wear it as pajamas." The mischievous Feng Ling said whatever came to mind without giving it much thought.
After hearing her words, Zhao Qingxun's heart was slightly moved. He kept his expression unchanged and asked her, "...Baby, are you blaming me for not staying with you in Beijing?"
"I don't blame you, I just miss you so much." Looking at the white shirt with light blue patterns on him, Feng Ling, knowing that it might make Zhao Qingxun unhappy, still reached out to hold the thin arm and asked him for it, "I want the one you wore. It has the scent of brother."
How could he be unhappy with her? Zhao Qingxun was held by Feng Ling's arm, and he was so excited that he wanted to stand up and hug her. She asked him for the dress so tenderly, and his mind was in a mess. Zhao Qingxun could no longer tell the reason and just wanted to give himself to her.
"Me? This..."
"No?" Feng Ling thought he was unwilling.
"Okay..." Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingxun actually nodded. His slender fingers with protruding joints had already touched the button at his collarbone. His bloodless white fingertips began to unbutton the clothes with great effort. Zhao Qingxun's left hand had some strength, but he was confused and felt guilty. Although he looked cold and self-possessed, his heart was actually in a mess. His fingers completely disobeyed his commands. After buttoning for a long time, the thin mother-of-pearl button was still fastened tightly.
Knowing that he agreed, Feng Ling was so happy that she rushed to unbutton Zhao Qingxun's shirt. Soon his loose clothes were completely unbuttoned by her. She picked up Zhao Qingxun who was sitting on the head of the bed, let his weak body lean on her arms, and gently pulled off his right sleeve, revealing his shoulder in a white vest. His thin shoulder and collarbone were clearly visible, and with Zhao Qingxun's face as the background, people felt an indescribable charm.
"I can do it myself." His left hand could move, and Zhao Qingxun naturally didn't want to rely on Feng Ling all the time. But when he raised his hand to take off his sleeves, his body lost balance, and he snuggled tighter in Feng Ling's arms, unable to move an inch.
Patting the waist brace that covered half of his body, Feng Ling teased him with a smile, "Be good and don't move. If you fall on the bed, I won't hold you." Without this brace, Zhao Qingxun's waist and back would be limp. How could she hold him in her arms so easily?
Is this how she treats her brother?
There was no time to be unhappy. Before Zhao Qingxun could come to his senses, Feng Ling left Bern and returned to Beijing, holding two of his worn shirts.
The next day, school started, and Feng Ling dragged herself back to Beijing. Leaving Zhao Qingxun, she felt inexplicably down. A few days after returning to university, she received unexpected news: a film that had been filmed for less than three months was released. Because it was an art film, it initially received little attention; it was a film with good reputation but average box office performance.
No one expected that this movie would have such a huge impact. More and more people went to the cinema to watch this story. Unsurprisingly, Feng Ling was once again pushed to the forefront. At the age of 20, his career status soared again. He won more than a dozen awards, including the most influential international awards. He became famous at a young age.
The only person Feng Ling wanted to share her happiness and success with the most was Zhao Qingxun. After Feng Ling was confirmed to have won the award, she was the first to call him and said, "Brother, I'm going to Europe again. Can I come to your house after I receive the award?"
Zhao Qingxun had just learned that she had won the award. He was surprised but not surprised at all. In his heart, he was also happy for Feng Ling. "Not good."
The little girl's unhappy and unreasonable voice immediately came over the phone, "...Why? Do you find me annoying?"
Panting lightly, Zhao Qingxun suppressed a cough and replied slowly with a smile, "Because, I want to go to Berlin to see you receive the award."
"Really?" Feng Ling was really surprised. In her impression, the only things that would make Zhao Qingxun go out were to accompany her and see a doctor.
"Really, my queen of the screen." Zhao Qingxun's love for her overflowed in her low and gentle voice.
Winning the award for the second time cannot be said to be a coincidence. Feng Ling now has the capital to be comparable to international film queens, with wide fame, young and distinctive beauty, and recognition from authoritative awards.
Entertainment reporters knew about Zhao Qingxun's former home in Berlin. In recent years, Zhao Qingxun has been in poor health, and Zhao Lanyin didn't care about it at all, so the house has been vacant and has not been sold.
Upon learning that Feng Ling had won the award, Zhao Qingxun wanted to go to Berlin to watch her receive the award, so he asked Butler Song to rent a house in Berlin, the sooner the better, no matter how much it cost.
The next day, Zhao Lan heard that his son had rented a big villa in Berlin, so he sent Feng Ling's dress and a large number of other items directly there, and was happy to have someone to help manage them.
Since the beginning of summer, Zhao Qingxun's health has improved a lot. The stiffness and pain in his body have eased, his appetite has improved, and he has done more rehabilitation training. He gradually feels stronger.
With the right lumbar support, Zhao Qingxun can now sit up on his own with the help of a nursing bed and spend more time in a wheelchair, no longer confined to bed all day. Besides doing some necessary work, Zhao Qingxun now has time to do the things he enjoys. Although he can no longer do the various adventurous sports he once loved, he still enjoys photographing scenery, visiting art exhibitions, and keeping up with the sports and fashion worlds.
This time, he came to Berlin with such a large force, which was also the result of his recent good mood and health.
Feng Ling flew to Berlin, took a car, replaced her assistants and others, and arrived at the rented temporary residence with Zhao Qingxun's bodyguards. She saw Zhao Qingxun holding a fluorescent green dumbbell and exercising his right hand.
"What cute dumbbells, brother, lend them to me to play with for a while." She trotted to Zhao Qingxun, glanced at the little dumbbells, and looked him up and down, not wanting to take her eyes off him for a moment.
It was inconvenient to go to the airport to pick up Feng Ling, so Zhao Qingxun dressed himself up and waited at home. Waiting was the most torturous thing, so the nurse accompanied him, letting him sit on the bed to relieve the pressure on his legs and buttocks. He took out the small dumbbells that he had been using recently, fixed the special gloves on his hands, and slowly exercised the function of his right hand one by one.
With his left hand on the bed to maintain his sitting position, Zhao Qingxun slowly placed the dumbbells on the small table with his right hand. He looked up at Feng Ling, his eyes sparkling, and asked her with a smile, "For you, there is no brother in your eyes, only fun."
Regardless of the dumbbells in his hands, Feng Ling bent down and hugged Zhao Qingxun. She rubbed her pointed chin against his collarbone a few times, wanting to let him know the consequences of talking nonsense. "Huh, you say that about me as soon as we meet, doesn't it hurt?"
He still had feeling in his collarbone, but Zhao Qingxun was completely off balance after being held so tightly. He raised his left hand to hold Feng Ling, breathing in her scent deeply. The empty space in his heart was instantly filled, and he said slowly in a low, hoarse voice, "It doesn't hurt, baby. You've lost weight."
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