Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Brother
Li Jinglang was dozing off when Tang Ningyue entered the ward. He could smell her perfume and feel her warm fingers stroking his eyebrows. It was very comfortable, and it was all worth it.
Li Jinglang's eyes moved slightly, which was noticed by Tang Ningyue. When the gentle touch disappeared, he was woken up by her.
"Don't pretend to be asleep, Li Jinglang."
"...I have a headache..." This is not fake, it's just not that painful.
Li Jinglang slightly raised his eyelids, and the warm light of the bedside lamp shone on him. He lay on his side on the bed, with one arm bent and placed under the pillow. Li Jinglang's jawline was particularly sharp. Even under such a warm light source, it was still as abrupt as a knife cut, and there was no softening at all.
The spot on his forehead where he fell was still swollen and almost hit his eye. Tang Ningyue was a little scared. Li Jinglang didn't react much to the injury. He lay there calmly and let her take care of him. He looked very well behaved.
"It would be strange if it didn't hurt after getting hit like this." Tang Ningyue raised her hand and touched his face, a look of heartache on her face. "You didn't even know how to get out of the way. What if you get hurt?"
"I can't hide..." Li Jinglang lowered his eyes, tightening his fingers around the sheets. "I told you to, but you ignored me. There's nowhere to hide."
"...Who told you to run out and stop a car? Are you crazy? What if you get hurt? It's snowing so heavily, what if the car slips..."
Tang Ningyue stopped talking halfway through her words. She stared at him, wanting to dig something out of his eyes, but Li Jinglang didn't feel any regret at all, only satisfaction.
He stretched out a finger to fiddle with her brooch, his body close to her, his head raised in the warm light, his breath pouring on her.
"Did you hate me to death at that time?" He interrupted her good thing.
"That's why you refused to get off the bus."
“…”
Tang Ningyue opened her mouth and swallowed her words. She had indeed booked a hotel, a hot spring hotel with a private bath. Her bag was still filled with the sexy swimsuit and toys she was going to wear that night.
Despite making all the necessary preparations, he had overlooked the troublesome follower Li Jinglang.
She was indeed quite unhappy.
"Then why did you do this?" She slapped his hand that was biting her brooch away, her eyes narrowed dangerously.
“…”
Li Jinglang pretended to be dumb and used all his skills to act pitiful, but he was indeed pitiful.
"Do you hate Sheng Shiyang so much?"
“.......”
"What did he do wrong?"
"My head really hurts."
Li Jinglang leaned towards Tang Ningyue, grabbed a few of her fingers and put them on his cheeks. He didn't want to answer anything, didn't want to talk to her about the man named Sheng, he just wanted to get closer to her, right now.
“…”
Tang Ningyue let him hold her hand, neither dodging nor moving, with a cold attitude.
This was not what he wanted. Li Jinglang was unhappy. Just seeing her expression made him feel uncomfortable.
He didn't want her to be intimate with others, nor did he want her to be indifferent to him. He didn't want anyone to share her love. He really couldn't stand it and his head was about to explode.
"Sister....please touch me, it hurts so much, am I dying?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Tang Ningyue still did not respond or refuse, and let him do whatever he wanted.
"Touch me."
“Touch…”
He kept rubbing her wrist with the hair on his head, just like the puppy he met when he accompanied Duan Jiayu on a business trip last time.
“Hurry up... touch it... touch it...”
He is actually better behaved than that little stray dog.
Tang Ningyue pursed her lips. Unable to bear his pitiful appearance, she moved closer and put her palm on his cheek.
His face was not warm and was quite thin. Her palm cast a shadow on the upper half of his cheek. Li Jinglang subconsciously rubbed his face against her palm, just like the puppy they raised together when they were young.
However, the puppy died in a car accident the first month after Tang Ningyue went abroad. When she called Zhou Su before returning home, she seemed to have asked about the puppy, and she still cared about it.
She asked everyone except him.
The movement he made when rubbing her palm was not very big, but some strands of hair still slid down from her forehead, scratching her fingers, making her feel a little itchy.
Li Jinglang raised his eyes slightly and found that she was absent-minded. He didn't know what she was thinking about, but no matter who she was thinking about at the moment, he was unhappy. He didn't like anyone to take up his time, no one.
"It hurts..." He tried to grab her other hand again. She didn't resist, so he took advantage of her and hid her hand under the quilt, pressing it tightly against his chest. "It hurts here too..."
As he spoke, Li Jinglang's eyes turned red. He had been holding back tears for a long time before Tang Ningyue came in. He had been holding back his tears, which had been rolling around in his eyes, not letting them flow out. He was trembling in the open under the light, which made him look particularly pitiful.
In any case, Tang Ningyue now feels guilty towards him. Of course, she listens to whatever he says and takes special care of him tonight.
"Does it hurt?" Tang Ningyue moved closer, rubbed the corners of his eyes with her fingers, and wiped away a few tears.
"Hmm..." Li Jinglang's voice was hoarse, "It hurts."
"It hurts a lot."
"It hurts so much that I'm dying."
He pulled her hand and kept saying that he felt uncomfortable. A few tears fell on her palm. He then asked her to wipe his tears. He looked so pitiful.
"My mom left. She's very busy. She doesn't care about me and doesn't like me. Can you please not leave?"
"I'm going to die."
"Don't talk nonsense." Tang Ningyue stopped him, "Close your eyes and have a good rest."
"Don't..." Li Jinglang moved towards her again, his eyes wide open, his black pupils staring at her intently. She was inexplicably frightened, "I can't close my eyes."
"Why?" Tang Ningyue smiled, "Why do you act like a child every time you're sick?"
It was obviously she who always said that he was like a child, but when he really acted like a child, she didn't like it.
She was always dissatisfied with him.
"Close your eyes and you disappear."
"...No." Tang Ningyue smoothed his hair, "It won't disappear."
"Then you sleep with me." Li Jinglang met her gaze again, and that look appeared again, completely different from the look he had when he was a child, with a look of desire, aggression, and attack.
"Are you willing to let your sister sleep on such a small sofa?" Tang Ningyue raised her eyebrows. She would never suffer any injustice, especially such unnecessary injustice. She was a heartless villain, not a saint.
"I can't bear to..." He pulled her hand with a little force, as if to pull her over, "Sister, sleep with me."
"In bed."
"...What are you talking about?" Tang Ningyue pulled her hand back abruptly, leaving him with nothing to grab. "You're not a child anymore, why should I sleep with you?"
"What's more, you are still a patient, lying in bed."
"You just said I was like a child..."
It's like this again, it's like this again, whatever she wants to say is what she wants to say, and all the rights of interpretation are hers.
"Then you're not really a child." Tang Ningyue didn't want to argue with him about such a boring question, so she simply changed the subject, "Are you hungry? I'll go buy you something to eat, okay?"
"....Why can't you sleep with me?" Li Jinglang knew that he was being unreasonable, but he just wanted to do this. He was unhappy with Tang Ningyue's attitude of always rejecting him.
"You are an adult, how can I sleep with you casually? What are you thinking about?" Tang Ningyue frowned. Li Jinglang has always been a good boy, but today he was acting abnormally and kept contradicting her.
"Then why can you kiss me casually?"
“.....”
Here it comes again, Tang Ningyue breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that if she didn't take care of this matter, he would talk about it for the rest of her life, and she would never be able to get over it until she died.
"That was because I was drunk... Never mind." Tang Ningyue lowered her head, supported her hands on the edge of his bed, and asked, "I'm wrong about this. I'll make it up to you, okay?"
"What do you want?"
"Can I buy it for you?"
There was no way, she really had no way. She shouldn't have provoked this troublemaker. He was not that easy to fool.
“.....”
Compensation again, only compensation, he doesn't want any compensation.
"I don't want to buy it." Li Jinglang's eyes darkened and his tone suddenly became tough.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to stay with me."
“.....”
"Just today, right now, stay with me."
“.....”
"Stay with me until dawn."
“…”
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Zhou Su was planning to find a caregiver for Li Jinglang. She had always been so busy that she didn't have time to take care of him. Li Jinglang was always sick and hospitalized, and he always had a familiar nurse to accompany him. But this time the nurse didn't come because Tang Ningyue called and said she would accompany him.
Tang Ningyue dropped her phone onto the sofa behind her and sat back, letting out a sigh of relief. The small folding bed creaked loudly. She folded her arms and glared at him.
"Are you satisfied?"
"The folding bed is uncomfortable." Li Jinglang's expression was calm, as if he was kind and concerned about her. "Your waist will hurt if you sleep on it."
"Then I'll go out and stay in a hotel?" Tang Ningyue raised an eyebrow and sneered. She had never realized that this boy was so thoughtful before. "Put away your cunning thoughts, turn off the lights and go to bed."
After saying that, Tang Ningyue turned off the light with a "click". She didn't want to see his face. She had never been humiliated by a man in her life. Everything had always gone smoothly and she didn't expect to fall for this guy. She was furious.
Even after the lights went out, the ward wasn't dark. Light and shadows from outside streamed in. Li Jinglang tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He tilted his head slightly to look at her in the dim moonlight, but all he saw was her back as she lay on the bed.
With a slender figure and professionally trained body lines, he looks like a sculptured work of art even when lying there.
Li Jinglang stared blankly at her for a long time, feeling a little distressed when he saw her curled up on the small folding bed. He didn't want her to suffer any injustice, not even a little bit. But selfishly, he didn't want her to leave.
She was unhappy, and he was unhappy too.
"Are you angry?" After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked.
“…”
“Don’t be mad at me…”
“…”
"I'm afraid you'll leave and never come again..."
“…”
It was the same few words he kept repeating over and over again: he was afraid that she didn't want him anymore, that she would leave and never come back, that she would ignore him, he wanted her to accompany him, he wanted her to stay with him... It was always the same few words, she never heard anything new, her ears were almost callused from hearing them.
Tang Ningyue didn't respond and pretended to be asleep until Li Jinglang stopped talking.
After a long silence, Tang Ningyue thought he would not speak again, so she began to feel sleepy. She couldn't not sleep, as her skin would get worse, and she didn't want to end up losing more than she gained.
Normally she could fall asleep as soon as she got into bed, but that night she couldn't sleep well. It wasn't because the folding bed was uncomfortable, but because the faint sobbing sounds in the room woke her up.
"Jinglang?"
She cried out, and the sobbing stopped, leaving only the faint panting sound like a cat's meow.
"What's wrong?" Tang Ningyue rolled over from the bed, turned on the night light and walked to his bedside. She placed her hand on his forehead to check his temperature. "Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong? Speak clearly."
"I'm fine." Li Jinglang said in a muffled voice. He hid half of his face in the quilt and turned his back to her.
"Why are you crying if nothing happened?"
“…”
"Jinglang..." Tang Ningyue sat beside his bed, half of her body leaned over, and gently rubbed his face with the back of her hand, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? You can't endure it if you feel uncomfortable, do you understand?"
"You just feel sorry for me?" He still had his back to her, his voice hoarse and his breath intermittent. "You just feel sorry for me, right?"
“.......”
Tang Ningyue didn't answer. The room was quiet and inexplicably cold, as if the window was not closed tightly.
"Why don't you like me?"
“.......”
Tang Ningyue hated answering his questions the most. He was not as smooth-talking as those love masters around her, nor was he as good at getting along with everyone as those clients she dealt with. He always seemed to be tongue-tied in front of her. He would not make her happy like those men, and he always liked to ask questions that she could not answer, even if they were the truth.
The interactions between adults shouldn't be so sincere, which made her feel at a loss.
Tang Ningyue rubbed her temples. She was in no mood to have a heart-to-heart talk with him or do any ideological work in the middle of the night. She just hurried over and went to sleep. Lying on that broken bed was already annoying enough.
"I don't dislike you."
He turned over and sat up, and the two of them were silent in the darkness. He went to look for her hand again.
“I can do anything they do.”
"I can take care of you, too."
"I'll listen to you, too."
"I have muscles too."
"Jinglang...."
Tang Ningyue was unable to cope with his rude words. He was too emotionally unstable now. When he was angry, he could do anything. She gently stroked his back, patting him like a child, trying to make him stop.
"Where's the medicine Dr. Hailin prescribed for you? The one for sleeping? Where is it?"
"Touch me..." Li Jinglang couldn't hear anything, his brain couldn't control his anxious movements at all. He really wanted her to like him, he wanted it very much, but he just couldn't do it, never.
He took her hand and reached over her pajamas, pressing gently on his thriving chest muscles. The bulging muscles filled her palm, something she had never noticed before. "Do you like it?"
"Like me, okay?"
"Jinglang!" Tang Ningyue pulled her hand out, frowning, "This is different."
"Let's go to sleep, okay? Stop making trouble." She softened her tone again and gently kneaded the acupoint on his hand. This was something Zhou Su had told her before, saying that it could help him relax.
But...it doesn't seem to be very useful
"What's the difference?"
"What's the difference?"
"I have everything they have, I can do everything they can do, and I will do anything you ask me to do."
Li Jinglang's chest heaved up and down. He hadn't spoken so forcefully in a long time. After what happened that night, his head was still dizzy, the world was spinning, and he was almost out of breath.
"Like me once, okay?"
"You are my brother."
A basin of cold water was poured over my head, extinguishing the last spark of hope. There was no hope at all.
"I don't want to be your brother."
"Your brother is Tang Zhaoming, I'm not!"
"Never!"
“…”
"Li Jinglang, let me say this one last time."
"you."
"It can only be my brother."
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