Chapter 124 "Only Like Your Puppy"
He Xilou's fine black hair hung down on his pale forehead, his waist and abdomen were almost entirely covered with white bandages, and there was a winding trail of blood on his neck.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, like a fragile butterfly flapping its wings, broken and moving.
Meng Shiyi's eyes were burning, she clenched her fists tightly, and spoke in a muffled voice:
"Brother, I want to talk to him alone."
Meng Huaili's eyes were full of worry. He didn't agree with them being alone in a room, but he still chose to respect her wishes.
"good."
Lu Shijie and Jiang Yue looked at each other and walked out of the ward tacitly.
Outside the ward, Lu Shijie sighed, put his hand on Meng Huaili's shoulder, and said with emotion:
"In fact, you have already seen it a long time ago. Xilou is really moved this time."
A long silence stretched among the three of them.
Meng Huaili turned his head helplessly and said with relief: "Forget it, as long as Shiyi likes it."
At this time, the nurse came in and changed the IV bottle, and told the patient to take the medicine in time.
The door is closed.
There were only two of them left in the ward.
Meng Shiyi walked forward, grabbed the quilt and tried to lift it up.
But He Xilou covered it with his hand.
He concealed the bitterness in his eyes and forced a meaningful smile.
"What are you doing, are you being a hooligan?"
Meng Shiyi tried hard to hold back her tears, her voice hoarse and choked, "Let me see your legs."
He Xilou: "I'm shy."
"I've even touched your leg..." Meng Shiyi blurted out, only to realize something was wrong after she said it.
"Hmm?" He Xilou raised an eyebrow, a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Which leg?"
“…”
Meng Shiyi was speechless.
"Be good," He Xilou put away his naughty demeanor and coaxed her gently, "Don't look, okay?"
He had a bad, ugly knee injury.
Afraid of scaring her.
A bitter taste surged at the tip of Meng Shiyi's nose.
She heard from her brother that He Xilou's back was mercilessly burned by the flames, his tibias were fractured, his ligaments and nerves were damaged, and he would have difficulty standing for a short period of time.
"Does it hurt?"
Although it is a question, there is no doubt that he must be in great pain. How could he not feel pain when he could still hold her and walk with his legs pierced?
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt—"
He Xilou paused halfway through his speech, then changed the subject, saying with a hint of grievance, "Yeah, it hurts."
After saying that, he greedily took Meng Shiyi's hand and squeezed it carefully, as if he was holding the whole world.
Her hands are soft.
In an instant, it was as if an electric current flowed into He Xilou's entire body.
If I could stay with Meng Shiyi like this forever, two legs would be nothing.
He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple and said, "Baby, I have to take my medicine."
After saying that, Meng Shiyi handed him the bowl.
He Xilou's heart moved slightly.
She didn't correct him about calling him baby.
He Xilou's heartbeat gradually quickened, and his tone was filled with a subtle expectation, "Baby, can you feed me?"
Meng Shiyi was speechless: "Don't you have hands?"
"Well, I can't move my right hand."
He Xilou raised his right hand, which was wrapped tightly with white bandages, and shook it.
Meng Shiyi: “…” Damn it.
Whenever she thought of He Xilou in the car accident, or the He Xilou in the nightmare... her heart felt blocked and depressed, as if it was filled with sour tides.
"Then I'll feed you." Meng Shiyi sat on the chair next to the bed, her voice soft.
The bowl of medicine was steaming hot and black. Just by picking it up, the pungent and disgusting bitter smell hit me in the face.
She saw that He Xilou didn't show any disgust towards the medicine, but instead slightly raised the corners of his lips.
Meng Shiyi couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"
"Happy," He Xilou stared at her with his phoenix eyes, "Happy that you took the initiative to come and see me."
Meng Shiyi pursed her lips and said nothing, feeding him the medicine spoonful by spoonful.
He Xilou's eyes were bright, and his phoenix eyes that used to be full of world-weariness were now moist.
Meng Shiyi couldn't help but say, "He Xilou, you're like a little puppy."
When she fed meat to the little yellow dog at school, the little yellow dog looked at her with the same eager eyes, with its tail raised high and wagging vigorously.
He Xilou swallowed the thick medicine and admitted, "Well, I only like your puppy."
“…” Where does this bastard come from with so many flowery words?
Meng Shiyi changed the subject, "Is it very bitter?"
He Xilou was about to say "not bad" but swallowed his words back.
“It’s bitter.”
There was a sly look in his eyes, "But if you kiss me, it won't be bitter anymore."
"You're sick." Meng Shiyi put down the bowl and turned to leave.
But He Xilou grabbed her wrist.
His strength was very weak, his voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of begging: "Can you hug me, please, just for a while."
Meng Shiyi turned to look at him.
"Just hug me, okay?"
He Xilou no longer held her in his arms as forcefully as before, but instead pinched her sleeve pitifully and shook it, as if he was acting coquettishly to his master.
Meng Shiyi hesitated for a moment, then looked at his waist and abdomen wrapped in bandages, and bit her lip softly.
"That's only for... a little while."
He Xilou forced himself to sit up, gently put his arms around her waist, buried his head in her arms, greedily inhaling her scent.
The empty heart was finally satisfied.
He knew very well that he was despicable, his world was gray, and now there was only Meng Shiyi.
But Meng Shiyi's world is dazzling and colorful. There are many people around her, including her brother, her roommate, other good friends, and all kinds of people.
He regretted that he had said that he was just joking.
But he knew that the core problem was not here. What he regretted more was that he did not cherish her when they were together.
It was not until he was alone that he suddenly realized how much he liked her.
It was he who could not leave her.
He can't live without her.
It has always been like this.
"Okay, you haven't finished the medicine yet."
Meng Shiyi felt uncomfortable being hugged, so she gently pushed him away, took a step back, and picked up the medicine bowl.
Suddenly, she remembered that when she fainted from heatstroke during military training, it was He Xilou who fed her soup spoonful by spoonful...
He Xilou just opened his mouth.
Next second.
The door was suddenly opened!
Lu Shijie hurried in, gently pushed Meng Shiyi aside, snatched the bowl, and smiled:
"Oh, look at my memory! I forgot. You can't move your right hand, so you can't drink the medicine. Let me feed you!"
"Sister Shiyi, go and have a rest. I can handle this kind of work. Why would I bother you to take care of the West Building?"
The warm and beautiful atmosphere was broken unexpectedly.
He Xilou's forehead veins bulged, and he was about to say something.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Lu Shijie scooped up a spoonful of medicine and ruthlessly stuffed it into He Xilou's mouth, blocking his speech.
He Xilou: “…”
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