"Lean on me."
Han Chen didn't understand what she meant.
Zhou Mo straightened him up, stood behind him, hunched over, leaned his back against Han Chen, and rested his back against Han Chen's.
Han Chen was facing the toilet and she had her back to him.
"Are you sure this will work?" Han Chen asked.
"Don't even mention that you can't untie your belt." Zhou Mo was impatient.
"It can be solved."
Then the belt buckle snapped open.
Zhou Mo's face immediately turned red. She quickly covered her ears and kept chanting "Amitabha Amitabha..." in her heart.
One minute later.
Zhou Mo felt Han Chen elbowing her, and she finally put her hand down. "Is that it?"
"Well," Han Chen leaned completely against Zhou Mo's back, "Push me."
"How do you push it?"
"You move back and push me forward."
"What?" Zhou Mo was puzzled.
"Flush the toilet."
“…”
"How about you help me?"
Zhou Mo was furious and hit Han Chen with his back, pushing him forward.
Han Chen leaned towards the toilet, supported the toilet tank with one hand, and pressed the flush button.
After a loud rumbling sound.
"Okay, help me back."
Zhou Mo turned around and stood him up again, "Can't you stand up?"
Didn’t he fall?
"Just the last bit of strength."
Zhou Mo was a little skeptical, but when she helped Han Chen walk back, Han Chen's legs looked like they were fighting, but it didn't seem like he was pretending.
"You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"I'm not going to fall off the bed even if I lie to you."
Come to think of it.
Putting Han Chen back on the bed, Zhou Mo pulled the quilt over him.
"Rest now."
"You're leaving?"
"No, I'm going next door. Call me if you need anything."
"good."
Zhou Mo turned and walked out of the room. When she turned to close the door, she said, "I won't close the door tightly. Just call me if you have anything."
"good."
Back in the second bedroom, Zhou Mo lay down on the bed.
After tossing and turning all night, she felt a little tired. It was late at night and she felt sleepy quickly.
"Zhou Mo."
Zhou Mo heard someone calling him in a daze and immediately turned over and sat up.
"Zhou Mo."
It’s Han Chen.
She immediately ran to Han Chen's room.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm thirsty."
"I'll get you some water."
She turned and went to the kitchen, poured a cup of warm water, and brought it into Han Chen's bedroom.
He sat on the edge of the bed, helped Han Chen up, and handed him the cup of water.
Han Chen didn't answer, "I can't hold it."
"I can even untie my belt, but I can't hold the water?"
"I can't hold it up."
Zhou Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Open your mouth!"
She poked the quilt directly at his lips.
Han Chen curled the corners of his lips slightly and took a few big gulps of water.
"Do you want to drink more?" Zhou Mo saw that the glass of water was almost empty.
"No more drinking," Han Chen said with a smile, "If you drink too much, you still have to go to the bathroom."
Zhou Mo felt hot in his ears and suddenly glared at Han Chen again.
"Drink the water, go to sleep."
Zhou Mo put the cup on the bedside table and prepared to get up.
Han Chen raised his arms and pressed down on her legs.
Obviously he didn't want her to leave.
"What else do you want to do?"
"I can't sleep."
"I fell asleep slowly."
"I can't fall asleep even if I try."
“Counting sheep.”
"It's useless."
"Have you tried it? You say it's useless." Zhou Mo scolded.
"You know it's useless without even trying."
"How do you know it's useless if you don't try?"
"I've woken up and had enough sleep. Of course it's useless."
Zhou Mo glanced at him and asked, "So what do you want?"
"Talk to me."
"..." Zhou Mo looked at him suspiciously, speechless: "Brother, it's late at night, I have to sleep even if you don't!"
"You called me 'brother' again."
Zhou Mo was shocked and reluctantly explained, "I'm imitating Li Kui and calling him Song Jiang, okay?"
"Are you Li Kui?"
"..." Zhou Mo's face turned black: "You are Li Kui."
Han Chen couldn't help but smile.
Zhou Mo rolled his eyes.
Looking away, Zhou Mo saw Han Chen's wrinkled light-colored shirt. It was obvious that he had just returned from the hospital and went to Du Moliang's house to drink without changing his clothes.
"Why did you go to someone else's house to drink?"
"No reason, I just drink it if I want to."
"Isn't it said that the hospital has a rule that you can't drink alcohol?"
"Today is Friday, and we have two days off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
Zhou Mo snorted and looked at Han Chen again, "I haven't seen you for a few years. You are good at smoking and drinking."
"It's not a few years, it's ten years."
Zhou Mo, who was originally joking, was inevitably struck by surprise when he heard the deadline of "ten years".
Yes, it has been ten years since she and Han Chen broke up.
"You really kept your word. You said you would not return to Dongjiang, and you really never came back once." Zhou Mo lowered his head.
Han Chen was speechless and fell into silence.
"Feel sorry."
Zhou Mo looked at him coldly, "Why apologize?"
Han Chen's eyelids drooped slightly, unable to answer.
Zhou Mo simply sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes following Han Chen's face. "You weren't like this before. Who swore to me, 'Maintain the status quo'? Do you think we're maintaining the status quo now?"
Han Chen turned his head away, not daring to look at Zhou Mo.
"I don't know what you're thinking, but I don't think I'm 'maintaining the status quo' with you," Zhou Mo lowered his head, intertwining his index fingers. "Liang Dongyan couldn't find you, so he called me. I thought I could ignore it... I overestimated myself. After all this trouble, he still came to find you in the middle of the night."
The upper half of Han Chen's face was buried in the pillow, and the light and shadow cast on it blocked his vision, so Zhou Mo couldn't see his eyes.
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