Chapter 139
Qu Xing's hand, hanging by his side, was still shaking, becoming increasingly difficult to control, his fingers stretched out in agony. He glanced sideways at the audience; the cheers were nearly dizzy. If it weren't for the pain in his hand, he might have thought it was a dream.
EKN stood up and waited for DL to come over for a fist bump. For the first time, the cheers behind them had nothing to do with them. Lyra gritted her teeth, desperately holding back tears, her gaze following Dazzling, who was trailing behind the Wind God. When he reached her, Lyra silently raised her right fist, intending to bump it with Qu Xing's.
Qu Xing raised his left fist.
Lyra glanced down and realized that his right hand looked abnormal.
He withdrew his gaze, and when their fists touched, he bent down slightly.
Qu Xing also bent down slightly.
As Dazzling and Xixi, their shadows surfacing in the distance, passed by him, Lyra finally couldn't help herself and lowered her head. Her teammates surrounded her and hugged the proud, crying child.
After the interview, Qu Xing stepped down from the stage. He could no longer hold on. He leaned against Ling Yin, groaning, his hands hanging at his sides, his brow furrowed in pain. "It hurts so much, it hurts so much. What should I do? I hope it won't break."
"It's not broken, it's not broken." Ling Yin was even more anxious than him. He grabbed his arm and took a look, and just happened to meet Zhou Si who rushed out to greet him.
"Have you made an appointment with the doctor?" Ling Yin asked bluntly.
"I have an appointment." Zhou Si lightly touched Qu Xing's hand and glanced at him. "This is the bad thing about being abroad. I have to wait to see a doctor."
Ling Yin: "Wait until how long?"
"It's already expedited at night." Zhou Si rubbed Qu Xing's head fiercely, "Oh, it's okay, my dear, don't be afraid, nothing will happen."
"Yeah." Qu Xing leaned towards him.
Le Anyi glared and said, "Can we wait until night?! Are we going to be in pain until night?!"
Zhou Si kept rubbing Qu Xing's back and said worriedly, "Then..."
"How are you?" The physical therapist opened the door and brought the patient in. "See if you can move your hands?"
Qu Xing: "Yes."
"It's okay." The physical therapist asked him to sit down and covered him with a cold towel. "It's probably a little inflammation from the heavy training. But we still need to go to the hospital to check if there's any tendon damage."
"Xingxing——" Jiang Lin sat down pitifully.
When Qu Xing felt the pain, he would stick close to whoever he saw, and then he would move closer to him. His face was full of weakness from the pain, and he could no longer groan.
Ling Yin glanced at the two of them, frowned, looked at his hands, and stood up.
Qu Xing grabbed him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Get you some water." Ling Yin held his hand.
Qu Xing held him tightly: "I'm not thirsty."
"Tsk." Zhou Si saw that Xingxing was getting anxious again and said, "Just stay next to him. I'll get it."
Ling Yin sat back down and hugged the person: "Does it hurt?"
You can imagine that it must be very painful. This star was a little afraid of pain. When he finished the second round, it was so painful, but he still endured it and played for another twenty minutes.
Ling Yin raised his hand and rubbed Qu Xing's face: "I'm sorry."
Qu Xing: "...What are you sorry for?"
Ling Yin: "I made you train for so long."
Qu Xing's head was pounding with pain from his hand, and he was also shocked by Ling Yin's naive attitude of apologizing for everything. "You didn't ask me to train you, and I didn't exceed the amount of training recommended by the doctor. It was my hand that suddenly broke."
Ling Yin still looked at his hand, and after a while he looked into Qu Xing's eyes and blamed himself: "I didn't take good care of you."
Qu Xing's pupils trembled and he was speechless.
Ling Yin's words weren't meant to elicit forgiveness; instead, they sounded like a confession of guilt. This guilt wasn't, "I caused your hand to hurt." It was a more indescribable, long, subtle guilt that loomed within him. Ling Yin had already taken his past, future, and even his entire being into her life, apologizing for all the pain, both great and small, he had endured.
Ling Yin could have said: "I feel sorry for you." But he didn't say it that way. Because he felt so sorry for you and felt guilty, he foolishly expressed his emotion in the most direct way: "Because I didn't take good care of you."
Like a child, no logic, only feelings.
Silly and cute.
Qu Xing was pierced by him, and the needle went through his chest and heart, causing him to cry in pain.
Zhou Si was just about to hand over the water when he put the cup down with a bang: "Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?!"
"It's okay, it's okay. We'll go to the hospital right away. I'm sure everything will be fine. My hand will be fine."
"Why are you crying after winning the game? It hurts a lot, doesn't it?"
"Fuck you, Ling Yin, why the hell are you saying all this bullshit?" Le Anyi raised his hand and tried to pull him away: "Get him away from Xingxing!"
Qu Xing pulled his hand away and grabbed Ling Yin.
Physical therapist: "Hand, hand, hand! Give your hand back!"
Qu Xing clung to Ling Yin tightly and said sadly, "I just cried for a while! Why did you take him away?"
"Hand...hand!" the physical therapist said, "Come on, come on, don't use so much force, come here, come here."
"Le Anyi, let me go!" He Weichen raised his foot and kicked.
Ling Yin lowered his head and whispered, "Hand, let go, it's okay, I won't leave."
He gently took Qu Xing's hand away and put it back, stroking his back: "I'm sorry, I won't say anything."
Le Anyi: "Just talk less."
He Weichen cursed: "Stop talking nonsense!"
Suddenly, someone came in from the door: "This...why are you still like this after winning the game..."
Lan Feng looked at this mess of people: "Are you bitter and vengeful?"
"Why are you here?" Zhou Si took two steps to greet him in: "Nothing, just joking."
When Zhou Si made way, Lan Feng saw the young couple surrounded in the middle.
The foot that had taken a step suddenly stopped.
The cold-blooded and ruthless AD who killed everyone in the field, had one hand in the physical therapist's hand and the other hand tightly grasping the Wind God. He was clinging to him anxiously, his big eyes were watery, and there were traces of tears on his face.
The Wind God, a man of few words, a faint smile, and a carefree spirit, didn't even look up at this moment, lowering his head to wipe Daisy's tears with a tissue. His expression was so gentle, his movements so delicate, even if he was holding a charming and pitiful peerless beauty in his arms, his dear wife, he would still have maintained this attitude.
Depend on.
These two are definitely not fake. If they were both fake, then nothing in the world would be real.
"Uh... cough." Lan Feng: "Am I free? I just want to... come and take a look..."
Lan Feng glanced at the two and said, "Our heroes."
"Just watch it, what's the inconvenience? Have the audience dispersed?" Zhou Si glanced at the time: "I guess the fans are at the door."
Lan Feng came in, feeling awkward at the unexpected atmosphere. He looked at Daisy's hand and asked, "Is your hand okay?"
"I don't know." Zhou Shichou said, "Let's go to the hospital later."
"Please be alright." Lan Feng walked closer and asked, "What's this for?"
The physical therapist took the towel away and said, "Apply a cold compress to relieve the pain. It's probably inflamed, and there's some muscle spasm."
"Oh." Lan Feng finally saw his scar up close and took a breath.
It's obvious that this is not a professional injury.
"So how did it happen?" Lan Feng asked puzzledly.
The room was silent.
Lan Feng: “?”
He unconsciously lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"
"It was drawn by his own father." Zhou Si said.
Lan Feng: “…” Oh my god.
Zhou Si: "Okay, let's go out and sign some autographs, but don't sign Xingxing."
Lan Feng stood up and said, "Good luck in the finals."
Le Anyi: "Come on, of course you should, you've made it this far."
"Come on, Daisy." Lan Feng said.
Qu Xing withdrew his gaze from Ling Yin's clothes: "Yeah."
When they went outside to sign, Ling Yin originally suggested that he sign for Qu Xing, but he didn't expect that Qu Xing could use his left hand.
"So awesome?" Le Anyi said.
Jiang Lin: "He's been so awesome for a long time."
Qu Xing's face was no longer dazed, and the traces of tears were wiped away by Ling Yin. His eyes seemed to have been washed with water, and he looked refreshed and bright. Apart from the bandage on his right hand, there was nothing unusual.
"Daisy I love you!"
Qu Xing nodded: "Okay."
"Daisy, you played really well."
Qu Xing: “Yeah.”
"Daisy! I didn't get a ticket for the finals, so I can't come to see you."
Qu Xing: "It's okay, just watch it on the screen."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Xing's face was held up by someone next to him.
With a "baji" sound, I was kissed.
There were a few exclamations from the crowd, and they were about to yell, "How could you kiss a contestant so casually? This is too abrupt!" But Daisy didn't react at all, she was very calm, and even when her face was released, she was busy lowering her head to sign autographs.
It seems like he can really kiss.
“Aa ...
Ling Yin smiled and stood between Qu Xing and the fans, preventing a possible commotion from breaking out. He said softly, "His hands need a rest. I'll sign the rest for him."
"Huh?" Qu Xing walked around him: "No, it's okay, there aren't many left."
Ling Yin: “…”
Fortunately, not everyone is as fierce as that man, and his Xingxing's face did not fall into the clutches of this group of people.
After signing, the group split up into two groups. Some accompanied Qu Xing to the hospital, and the rest took their belongings back to the hotel.
It wasn't long before Dazzling being kissed by a fan became part of the discussion surrounding DL's 3-0 victory over EKN.
[Brave men enjoy the world first, brave women kiss Daisy first]
【Family members, this is really a treat】
[No, Daisy's reaction is not as good as Fengshen's.]
[The God of Wind appears to be calm, but he must be jealous to death inside]
[I have never seen such generosity]
[I'm really moved. He said he could kiss me before, and judging by his reaction, he really wants me to kiss him! ! ! ! ! ! ! !]
[Put a kiss on Daisy on your bucket list]
I hope the team can educate Daisy and make her a little more cautious. What if something's dangerous? What if she gets something on her mouth? What if the mouth mark can't be washed off? What if I can't kiss her! ! ! ! [Furious]]
Qu Xing went to the hospital for a check-up, received medication, underwent physical therapy, was put in a wrist brace, and was ordered not to use his hands vigorously for three days.
Fortunately, the final is in five days.
"I can use my hands." Qu Xing said.
Ling Yin: "No, you are not allowed to use it."
Ling Yin wiped his face with a wet towel, focusing on the spot where Qu Xing had been kissed, and slapped him on the butt.
Qu Xing: "..." This moody guy! He was so gentle in the afternoon, but now he's so fierce!
"That's enough," Qu Xing shouted, trying to break free from his hands: "If you get any more scratches!"
Ling Yin didn't let go, and washed the towel with one hand: "No, I only wiped it twice."
The words that Qu Xing was about to say were blocked by the warm towel that was suddenly covered on him. There was no feeling of being kissed on the left side of his face, only the pain of the towel rubbing against him.
"Bah!" Qu Xing took a deep breath. "You have mysophobia, but I don't!"
Ling Yin: "I don't want to kiss a face that has been kissed by a stranger."
"Ah—Ling Yin, you're so annoying... mmm."
The towel was brought up again.
Qu Xingsheng looked at himself in the mirror with despair and gave up resisting.
"What did you promise me when Zhou Si was your cousin before?" Ling Yin asked.
Qu Xing always forgets things related to his grandmother, but his memory is still very good, especially when it comes to Ling Yin. He repeated: "I promise not to get close to others, not to get close to people who have bad intentions towards me, and not to talk casually to people who approach me for no reason."
He defended himself: "I didn't say you can't let others kiss me."
Ling Yin: "What if it's someone with bad intentions?"
Qu Xing's eyes widened as he tried to argue, but Ling Yin said firmly, "You are not allowed to let others kiss you."
Qu Xing: “Oh.”
After a pause, Qu Xing reacted: "No, it's not like I asked her to kiss me!"
Ling Yin: "Then you should stay away next time."
Qu Xing: “Oh.”
Ling Yin: "And who said that during the live broadcast..."
"I was wrong!" Qu Xing said quickly.
"Don't let others kiss you." Ling Yin repeated.
Seeing that he was really unhappy, Qu Xing leaned over and kissed him: "I know, brother."
Ling Yin: "Neither can Le Anyi and the others."
Qu Xing: “Oh.”
Ling Yin lifted his chin, looked at Ci Xing's face carefully, then pinched it and said, "Every part of you, from the hair on, belongs to me. Have a sense of belonging. Don't let others touch my things casually."
Qu Xing looked at him steadily.
"Hmm?" Ling Yin pinched his face and shook it.
"Okay." Qu Xing said.
So domineering... I like it!
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