Chapter 94
To others, abandoning a match for a certain emotion would seem unreasonable, inconceivable, unnecessary, and overly sentimental. But Qu Xing knew that Ling Yin paid no attention to these "reasons." He didn't care how foolish others would think he would be if he stayed. To him, Qu Xing was most important, his emotions were most important, and his own emotions were most important.
When an emotion that seems irrational approaches you with overwhelming force, then that emotion becomes more powerful than anything else and does not require any rationality to intervene.
Maybe Ling Yin was right. He really felt that there was some danger hidden in Qu Xing's head. Once he was out of Qu Xing's sight for so long, something might collapse.
But Ling Yin stayed for him, which was more terrifying to Qu Xing than the upcoming separation.
He took Ling Yin's hand, stood on tiptoe and kissed him: "Please, brother, go ahead. I promise to be fine."
Ling Yin just looked at him.
Qu Xing smoothed his brows. "Really? If anything's wrong, I'll go find Uncle Chen right away. I know something happened recently and we were both scared, but it's all right now. Why don't you go? You'll know when you go. I'll video call you every day, keep you informed, and watch your games. I can see you, it's really not that scary."
Ling Yin sighed deeply and rubbed Qu Xing's belly.
Qu Xing grabbed his hand and kissed it a few times: "Be good, be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Ling Yin couldn't help laughing: "Are you coaxing the child?"
"You are just a child." Qu Xing said with a smile: "Childish."
Ling Yin readily accepted: "Okay."
"Let's go." Qu Xing pushed him out: "You scared our good teammates."
The group anxiously awaited the outcome of the bathroom discussion. They thought the young couple would finally have a real fight and that Ling Yin would return with a bruised face. Unexpectedly, Ling Yin was coaxed back into a hug.
Everyone: “…”
How good-tempered is Xingxing!
How come Ling Yin's fate is so good? !
"So..." Le Anyi asked weakly, "Captain, are you leaving or not?"
"He's leaving, how could he not leave?" Qu Xing pushed the man back to his seat and rubbed him hard.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Le Anyi patted his chest and said, "I was scared to death."
He pointed at Song Tianhua and said, "Look, our coach's face has turned pale with fear."
Song Tianhua: "Hmph."
The next day, DL and his group prepared to leave for London.
"The chefs are all here. Just let them make whatever you want. A few people stayed behind. If you're bored, just chat with them. You can also video call us."
Qu Xing couldn't wait to step onto the skateboard, crossed his legs, waved his arms, made an OK sign, and said obediently, "Don't worry, Fourth Master."
Zhou Si glanced at his feet and said, "Your skateboard..."
“…”
Qu Xing kicked the skateboard backwards.
Out of great concern for the playful child, Zhou Sidao said, "Lock him up."
Qu Xing suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Why!"
Zhou Si said ruthlessly: "What if you fall down while playing secretly again?"
Seeing that Qi Rui was about to touch his beloved skateboard, Qu Xing immediately ran to hug it and cast a frightened look at Ling Yin for help.
Ling Yin chuckled: "He won't fall, don't touch him."
"You really won't fall?" Qi Rui withdrew his hand from the skateboard in Qu Xing's arms.
Qu Xing: "I've been playing for so long, have you ever seen me fall?!"
"Okay, okay." Qi Rui smiled and moved away.
Zhou Si was still reluctant to give up. He opened his mouth to speak when he saw Qu Xing narrowing his eyes and saying quietly, "Fourth Master, I hate you."
Zhou Si: “…”
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." Le Anyi suddenly burst into laughter and clapped his hands hard on Zhou Si with a gloating look on his face. "Congratulations, Fourth Master, for being the first member of our base to receive this honor."
Qu Xing: "Who told you to always control me?"
"I..." Zhou Si wanted to explain, but changed his mind as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He waved his hand and said, "I don't care about you. Let's go!"
Upon hearing this, Qu Xing immediately dropped his skateboard and grabbed Ling Yin.
Ling Yin rubbed him.
He walked all the way to the car, and then Qu Xing reluctantly took his hand away: "Bye..."
"Xingxing!" Jiang Lin took advantage of the opportunity and rushed over to hug him: "You must eat well at home."
Qu Xing: "Okay, Linlin."
Le Anyi: "Brothers will miss you."
Qu Xing: “Okay!”
Zhou Sizhuang said casually: "Don't hate me."
Qu Xing: "Okay..."
Zhou seemed dissatisfied: "Why are you so reluctant?"
Qu Xing said in a series of words: "Okay, okay, okay."
"Okay, let's go." Zhou Si glanced at the young couple and said, "Do you two need another kiss? You won't be able to kiss me if you leave."
Qu Xing: “…”
Ling Yin: “…”
Zhou Si: "It's okay, we won't watch it."
Qu Xing said without any emotion: "No need, we kissed yesterday." Not only did they kiss, they also did it.
Ling Yin suppressed his smile and turned to the car door.
Everyone: “Oh~~~~~~~~~”
"Let's go, baby." Ling Yin grabbed his hand and squeezed it.
"Hurry up, hurry up, we'll be gone for a few minutes." Qu Xinghui held his hand, looked at him warningly, and raised his hand to touch his collarbone.
Ling Yin lifted his collar to cover the red mark on his collarbone.
After the car drove a long way away, Qu Xing sent a message to Ling Yin.
——Cover me up
——If I accidentally saw it on camera
——Just wait to die when you come back!
Captain Beauty——[Received]
“…”
After sending the person off, Qu Xing went to the rehabilitation department of the hospital.
"Are you here?" The nurse said after seeing him, "Wait a moment, brother. I'll bring the equipment over to you for the oven treatment."
Qu Xing: "Okay."
"Are you alone again today?" The nurse helped him set up the treatment device. The back of her hand suddenly felt warm. She asked casually, "Where's your brother?"
Qu Xing laughed: "Brother..."
"I went abroad." Qu Xing said.
"Where did you go?"
Qu Xing said, "London."
"Oh, that's so far." The nurse looked at Qu Xing with a hint of pity. During this time, sometimes his brother came with him, and sometimes he came alone. Apart from that, no one else had ever come with him.
The brothers had a particularly good relationship, and the atmosphere was especially cheerful when the older brother came. She imagined a heartwarming drama of the brother and younger brother relying on each other.
I didn't expect my brother to leave like this.
She glanced at him and noticed that his expression was indeed different from when he came alone. He seemed particularly lonely. She immediately felt pity for him.
"Yeah." Qu Xing leaned back lazily, her long eyelashes fluttering as she said in a drawling tone, "That—that far."
After he finished speaking, he stared blankly into space. The nurse saw him droop his eyes after a while, as if he was about to fall asleep. She whispered, "Wake me up when the instrument starts beeping. Don't sleep too deeply."
Qu Xing: “Yeah.”
He closed his eyes and took a nap for a while. After the equipment was removed, he would start his first rehabilitation training.
Rehabilitation was incredibly boring. In the past, Qu Xing might have just turned on a video, but today, his brain felt overwhelmed, unable to do two things simultaneously. He simply stared at his hands, intently watching the therapist manipulate his knuckles.
My fingers, which should have been flexible, fell powerlessly into those slightly thick palms. Every flexion and extension brought a slight sting.
"Tell me if it hurts a lot," said the rehabilitation therapist.
Qu Xing nodded.
The therapist held and stretched all five of his fingers, from base to tip, then twisted his wrist for a long moment. The hospital sunlight warmed the recovery room. No one spoke, only a rustling sound. It felt light and distant. Qu Xing sat, his clothes draped quietly in the pristine white ward. He stared at the scar he moved lightly, feeling inexplicably dazed, as if in a dream.
Suddenly, the therapist let go of his hand, and the sound of his voice pierced through his dream, startling him so much that he raised his eyes.
"Try to move on your own."
"Oh." Qu Xing moved his hand and looked at him: "How do you move?"
"Try making a fist, gently." He showed Qu Xing the movements: "Slowly clench it—then slowly open it."
Qu Xing was a little scared.
He didn't know what he was afraid of.
He stared at the scar on the back of his hand. That hand didn't seem to be his, like a fake mold. He tried to make a fist, but could hardly feel his hand moving.
The inexplicable fear grew stronger, and the dreamlike feeling returned, but this time it was different: the endless nothingness had turned into solid darkness. He struggled to control his hand, but no matter how he fiddled with it, it seemed to stop moving.
what to do?
what to do?
Why can’t I move?
Where are my hands?
There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and for a moment he seemed to be dragged into a space that was sucking people away. However, in just a moment, Qu Xing heard the doctor's extremely stern roar again.
“Stop! Stop!”
"You can't use so much force!"
"Let go, come on little one, let go, let go."
Qu Xing let go of his strength in confusion.
The therapist quickly examined his hand and said sternly, "Can't you just say that? Recovery takes time, and it will definitely heal. If you're so passive and self-destructive, how are you going to let those with broken limbs survive?"
What self-destruction?
"Don't do this again. Take your time. There's no hurdle you can't overcome." The therapist grabbed his hand and gently moved it. "You're still young, and you have a long life ahead of you. After today and tomorrow, when you look at your hand again, it will be nothing more than a flesh-colored scar. No matter how you touch it, it won't hurt. The premise is that you have to take good care of yourself and spend this time seriously. Do what you should do, and the results will naturally be there. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to make your hand better? Or are you in a hurry to destroy your hand? Huh?"
"You can't rush it, kid, take your time. It's easy to ruin yourself if you rush, but you have to take your time if you think it through."
Qu Xing vaguely felt that he had heard this somewhere before.
He nodded, "Yeah."
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