Chapter 93 Out of Control
Jiang Xun rushed to Barcelona overnight. Zhou Xumao rarely called him on his own initiative, but he told Jiang Xun to come over on the phone, saying that he was afraid something might happen to Lizmai.
Zhou Xumao thought that beating Qi Dong and locking him up in a prison in Barcelona and then bringing him back to the country to be dealt with was the greatest punishment. At the very least, he would deal with the Qi family as well. But Li Zimai wanted to kill him. He whipped Qi Dong with his cello-playing hands, had people tie Qi Dong's hands and feet, and poured cold water on him. He wanted to beat Qi Dong to death in the same way.
From beginning to end, he didn't touch the scumbag at all. Even when water splashed on his body, he would slowly wipe it with a tissue, then adjust his cuffs, and then whip him, and even cover Qi Dong's mouth to prevent him from making unpleasant cries of pain.
Such brutal and violent behavior should never happen to Li Zimai. Zhou Xumao was scared, fearing that he would really beat someone to death and that his hands would be stained with the blood of scum. He quickly called Jiang Xun and asked him to come over.
Jiang Xun dispatched a private plane to fly over. When he arrived, Qi Dong was only breathing his last breath. Jiang Xun asked someone to subdue his crazy brother and sent Qi Dong to a private hospital.
Li Zimai did not go to the hospital or see Cheng Che. He sat alone by the window, in a daze, without saying a word. It was the first time that Jiang Xun saw his brother like this. From childhood to adulthood, he had never lost control and had never ignored life, but not long ago, he wanted to take someone's life with his own hands.
Even though this person is a scum and unforgivable, the Jiang family taught him since he was a child that when encountering bad people and bad things, he should resolve them through legal means. The Jiang family has the most powerful team of lawyers and no one can escape, but he now directly skips this step and tries to override the law to punish the evildoers.
"Wait a few days until Cheng Che stabilizes, and you can go back to the hospital back home. Everything is ready there. Let him recover in the hospital before returning home."
Jiang Xun said, "I won't tell my family about this incident, but if it happens again, you know how I will deal with you."
Li Zimai still didn't say anything.
Jiang Xun slowed down his tone, "Cheng Che will be fine, don't worry."
Cheng Che can't get better. His stomach and respiratory tract are all damaged. He can never get better. He will never be healthy again.
It was several days later that Cheng Che woke up. His left eye was wrapped in white cloth, and he could only lift his heavy right eyelid to look at the people in the ward. Everyone was there except Li Zimai. Why wasn't his Li Zimai by his side?
He called out Li Zimai's name in a hoarse voice. Someone heard it and called Li Zimai. Cheng Che wondered why they called. Wasn't Li Zimai just outside? Why did they call?
It was a long time before Li Zimai came in. He did not hug Cheng Che to comfort him or ask him what was wrong as usual. He just stood there looking at him with a complicated look in his eyes that Cheng Che could not understand.
Why did Li Zimai look at me like that? Why didn't he come to comfort me and ask if it hurt? That way I could act cute with him, saying it hurts so much and asking him to kiss me. But he wouldn't even come close, so how could I act cute with him?
The doctor came in again, not knowing where to insert the tube into him. Cheng Che felt so painful. He wanted Li Zimai to hold him, but Li Zimai refused to come over. Didn't he want Cheng Che anymore?
Zhou Xumao didn't expect that his words would come true. It was true that those who show off their love would die quickly. During the more than half a month that Cheng Che was in the hospital, Li Zimai hid in the hotel in a daze during the day, and ran to the hospital at night to look at Cheng Che in a daze. He didn't talk to anyone, not even to Cheng Che. The only person he talked to was the doctor, and he spoke Spanish. I didn't hear a few Chinese words from him at all.
After Cheng Che got into trouble, no one was in the mood to play anymore. Zhou Xumao sent Yang Mingxi and his wife back first, and also sent Gu Wei away to take care of his own business. After Jiang Xun finished dealing with the matter, he left two bodyguards to guard Lizimai. Then today came, and they were preparing to return home.
Cheng Che was able to get out of bed. Although the bandages on his head and face had not been removed, the marks on his body had faded a lot and he looked less scary.
Zhou Xumao didn't dare to ask what happened. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that it was the man surnamed Qi who wanted to rape Cheng Che. Cheng Che's clothes were torn, and his legs and waist were full of cuts. No one knew what had happened before. Although the man surnamed Qi was scared by the beating and kept saying that he only beat Cheng Che and did nothing else, who knew if that was his excuse to beg for mercy? Zhou Xumao didn't dare to delve into it.
"We'll go straight to the airport later. We've already arranged a hospital in China. Just take good care of yourself when you get back."
Zhou Xumao glanced at the two of them, trying his best to lighten the mood. "...Can you walk? Do you want Lizi to carry you?"
Cheng Che looked at Li Zimai and said nothing.
They hadn't spoken for a long time. Cheng Che realized that he had really pissed off Li Zimai this time. Li Zimai must have blamed him for being disobedient that day and being captured by the pervert. Cheng Che wanted to apologize, but Li Zimai always ignored him and didn't give him a chance to apologize.
Is Li Zimai really annoyed with him and doesn't want to pay attention to him anymore?
Zhou Xumao quickly pulled Li Zimai's arm and said, "Go quickly and carry Cheng Che on your back."
Cheng Che's eyes turned red, and he whispered, "...I can walk by myself."
He didn't want to bother Li Zimai anymore.
Zhou Xumao was confused. Why did he say that those who show affection will die soon? Are these two planning to have a cold war to the end?
Cheng Che could only wear slippers and a hospital gown that was untied at the back. He had to endure the pain every day to apply and change the dressings, and also had to undergo a gastroscopy and laryngoscopy. He was in extreme pain, but he didn't dare not do it. He took his medicine obediently every day because Li Zimai no longer coaxed him. If he didn't take the medicine, Li Zimai wouldn't even look at him.
Zhuang Kaiyue put the slippers under his feet and helped him stand up. Cheng Che felt embarrassed to trouble a girl to help him with this, and kept saying thank you, saying that it was not necessary and he could do it himself.
Zhuang Kaiyue helped him button up his shirt at the back and teased him lightheartedly, "I'm older than Zimai. If you call him brother, shouldn't you call me sister?"
Cheng Che glanced at Li Zimai again, but the other party still had his back to him and refused to respond. Cheng Che's nose was sore, but he still tried to show off to Zhuang Kaiyue, saying that he could do it himself.
He accidentally pulled the wound on his ribs, and blood immediately oozed out, staining the hospital gown red. Zhuang Kaiyue called for a doctor. Cheng Che saw Li Zimai turned around and looked at him. He saw that he was bleeding but didn't come over to hug him, didn't ask him if it hurt, and even walked out of the ward directly. Cheng Che collapsed all of a sudden.
Zhuang Kaiyue quickly winked at Zhou Xumao, indicating that he should call Li Zimai in. Zhou Xumao shook his head at her, meaning that he didn't know what to do. Li Zimai ignored everyone except the doctor now, so what could he do?
After changing the medicine and putting on his clothes, Cheng Che endured the pain and got into the car. He saw Li Zimai sitting in the corner of the car, looking at his mobile phone. He was staring at the phone and not looking at him.
"Cheche, go sit over there, there's more space there."
Zhuang Kaiyue pointed to the seat next to Li Zimai and tried to pull Cheng Che over. Cheng Che didn't dare to provoke Li Zimai because Li Zimai clearly didn't want to pay attention to him.
Seeing that Li Zimai didn't react and Cheng Che didn't dare to go over, Zhuang Kaiyue directly pushed Cheng Che. It was a very light push, but it was enough to make Cheng Che, who was wearing slippers, fall over.
Li Zimai supported the person and looked at Zhuang Kaiyue with a frown. Zhou Kaiyue immediately hid behind Zhou Xumao.
Cheng Che sat next to him, looking at him anxiously, trying to break the awkward atmosphere. He whispered, "...Can we have hot pot when we get home?"
At the end of his words, he realized that he had said something wrong and quickly corrected himself, "No, I don't want to eat hot pot."
Li Zimai didn't answer him, staring out the window without saying a word. All of Cheng Che's courage was used up in this one sentence. He thought that as long as he took the initiative to speak, Li Zimai would pay attention to him. It had always been like this before.
Cheng Che felt that the air in the car was so suffocating that it made his throat tight and painful.
When getting off the car, Li Zimai didn't help him and walked a long way. Cheng Che looked at his back, his eyes red and sore, but he had to endure answering Zhuang Kaiyue's greetings. He really didn't want to talk.
"Please take care of your brother. I can't stand it anymore."
On the plane, Zhuang Kaiyue glanced back again, "Doesn't he know that Cheng Che needs him very much right now?"
Zhou Xumao shook his head and sighed, "You know, I guess he's just mad at himself."
Zhou Xumao put himself in her shoes. If Zhuang Kaiyue was hurt like this right under his nose, his reaction would probably be even greater than Li Zimai's. He regretted very much that he had said something when Li Zimai wanted to accompany Cheng Che to the bathroom that day.
Zhuang Kaiyue scolded him again, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't been so talkative that day, Cheng Che would have been captured by that pervert."
"Hey, how come it's my fault?"
"You're not wrong, are you? If you hadn't asked Zimai to go to the club to find you, would Cheng Che have run into that pervert? If I had a friend like you, I would have cut off all ties with you long ago!"
"Why are you sticking your elbows outward?"
"I kidnapped so what!"
......
When it was time to change the dressing, the accompanying medical staff on the plane wanted to take Cheng Che to the sterile room. Cheng Che stood beside Li Zimai and looked at him, but he never said the words "Come in with me".
As soon as he left, Li Zimai took off his blindfold and looked at him through the small glass window. Cheng Che was lying on the bed, with the heavy and deep whip marks on his back like ugly scars stuck to his skin. Li Zimai remembered that he often left kisses on his back. Cheng Che didn't know about it. Every time he took a shower, he shyly turned his back to him, as if showing off his masterpiece.
When Li Zimai thought of this, his eyes turned red again. He saw the doctor put all those messy medicines into his wound. Cheng Che bit his palm in pain, his eyes were red but he refused to cry, just like he was stubborn before, which made Li Zimai angry and distressed.
"Why don't you go in and hold your baby and comfort him?"
Zhou Xumao sighed, "That's enough. Don't cry to me when you scare Cheng Che away."
Li Zimai turned his head and composed himself, then glanced at Zhou Xumao, still without saying a word. His expression was so cold that it was totally inconsistent with his usual demeanor.
Zhou Xumao looked at his suffocating back and snorted, "Just do it as hard as you can. If you make Cheng Che run away, he'll go crazy again."
Cheng Che's face was a little pale when he came out. He bumped into Zhou Xumao without noticing. Zhou Xumao immediately came up with an idea and supported Cheng Che's shoulders and shouted, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
As expected, the man with a cold face just now rushed over and called for a doctor with an unnatural expression. Cheng Che reacted and covered his head cooperatively and said, "...Headache."
Zhou Xumao: I pretended quite well.
The doctor came over to check what was wrong with Cheng Che. Zhou Xumao called out to Li Zimai who was standing there, "Come here. Do you want me to take your baby back?"
Cheng Che nestled in Li Zimai's arms as he wished, sniffing his scent, and his anxious heart finally settled down. But Li Zimai insisted on doing business impartially, so he put him on the sofa and left without mercy.
Cheng Che wanted to pull his hand, but was avoided. Cheng Che's hand froze there and slowly clenched.
By the time Li Zimai realized that Cheng Che wanted to pull his hand, it was too late. Cheng Che had retracted his hand. He almost subconsciously wanted to hold his hand back, but when he saw the purple marks on his wrist, he suddenly lost his courage.
Two people were in a small space, one standing and the other lying. The one standing was about to squeeze his palms until they bled, and the one lying down had his face wet.
I don’t know how long this went on, but Li Zimai finally compromised. He squatted beside the sofa, reached out and held Cheng Che’s hand again, but still said nothing.
Cheng Che stood up and hugged him fiercely, choking with sobs and asking, "Are you going to keep ignoring me and not talking to me?"
Cheng Che buried his face in the crook of his neck and asked again, "...Are you really going to do this? Are you really not going to talk to me? I can explain what happened that day. I didn't let him touch me. Can you stop being angry?"
"Do you think I'm angry about this?"
Li Zimai finally spoke, but his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of barely perceptible sadness and anger.
Cheng Che sobbed and apologized, "I should have listened to you that day and let you stay with me."
Li Zimai stopped talking again.
Cheng Che looked up and saw that his eyes were red. He was most afraid of Li Zimai crying. Li Zimai looked best when he smiled. He wiped the area around his eyes in panic, "I'm sorry, did I scare you? I thought about calling you, but I didn't have the strength... I really didn't have the strength..."
He was already crying by the end, "I will take my medicine well and listen to you in the future. Please don't be angry... Don't ignore me..."
"...Lizimai...please don't be angry, okay? I'm scared..."
He was afraid that he would never be healthy again, afraid that he would not be able to accompany Li Zimai to the end, and also afraid that Li Zimai would not want him. If Li Zimai did not want him anymore, where could he go? There was no one in this world who would wait for him.
How could Li Zimai be angry with him? He was just angry at himself, angry at himself for being stupid and useless, which was why Cheng Che was injured like that right under his nose. He touched Cheng Che's head and choked up, "... Stop crying, okay... Isn't it enough to make me feel sad..."
Cheng Che couldn't stop crying when he heard his softening tone. He hit him and scolded him, "Why are you doing this... I hate it most when you do this!"
What I hate most is your cold face and silence.
Li Zimai hugged the back of his neck to comfort him. After he calmed down, he lifted Cheng Che's chin and wiped his tears. His movements were gentle and rubbing, for fear of touching the small wounds on his skin.
Cheng Che held his hand and stared at Li Zimai with dark eyes. After looking for a while, he leaned forward to kiss him. Li Zimai was not in the mood to kiss him, so he used two fingers to push Cheng Che's lips apart.
"...Brother...can you kiss me..."
Cheng Che said with red eyes, "...I hate that you don't touch me."
He desperately needed Li Zimai's comfort and desperately wanted to know that Li Zimai wanted him and loved him.
Li Zimai compromised, holding the back of his head, and slowly and lightly holding his lips, just rubbing the surface without going deep. Cheng Che stretched out the tip of his tongue to pry open his lips, and Li Zimai also held that small soft part and kissed it, more gently than ever.
Cheng Che hummed in dissatisfaction: "Be a little more aggressive, I don't want this."
Li Zimai left his lips, looked at the thin bloodstains on his cheek, sighed, and stopped moving.
Cheng Che pressed his lips against his again, insisting on prying his lips open to kiss him, and even said, "Brother, don't you like me anymore?", which made Li Zimai feel helpless and distressed.
Zhou Xumao heard a sudden silence outside and thought something had happened between the two of them arguing. He hurriedly opened the curtain and saw Cheng Che hooking his arms around Li Zimai's neck and kissing her, looking impatient. Zhou Xumao felt embarrassed before teasing, "That's good, that's good. You guys continue!"
Cheng Che has become immune. He recalled many scenes when he was sick and was no longer afraid. He had no face to show anyway.
Li Zimai thought he would be embarrassed and hide in his arms and dare not kiss him again, but Cheng Che did not do that. He said to Zhou Xumao, "I'm anxious. Do you still want to watch?"
Zhou Xumao: “…”
If you want to be tough, it’s your brother Che who is tough.
When Zhou Xumao lowered the curtain, Cheng Che hung on Li Zimai and was about to continue. Cheng Che hugged him and lay back on the sofa, "Tell me again what you did wrong."
Cheng Che leaned in his arms, deleted the cowardly begging part, and repeated what he had just said.
Li Zimai summarized the key points, "Listen to me and let me accompany you, is that all?"
Cheng Che nodded, "If I still feel uncomfortable, I will tell you."
Li Zimai pulled his arms apart. Cheng Che was afraid that he would get angry again and ignore him, so he quickly hooked his neck. The force was too strong and he let out a hissing sound. Li Zimai immediately frowned and asked him what he was talking about.
Cheng Che held his neck tightly and said softly, "I like that you worry about me."
He said a lot of nice things, but when Li Zimai got angry, he didn't show any mercy. Li Zimai said angrily, "Do you know what makes me most angry?"
Cheng Che rubbed his ear with his uninjured left cheek and gestured for him to speak.
"What makes me most angry is that you think of yourself as a burden, always afraid of dragging me down. That was the case with the previous incident, and this time I'm sick too."
Li Zimai said, "You never tell me when you're not feeling well. Are you afraid that I'll find you troublesome?"
Cheng Che's eyes turned red, and he admitted sullenly, "I don't want you to treat me like a patient. I want to do a lot of things with you, eat hot pot and ice cream together, stay up late to draw and design together, swim, exercise, play games together, cook and do housework together, and have sex whenever we want. I don't want you to always treat me like a patient and not ask me to do anything. That would make me feel useless."
He finally poured out the words that had been pent up in his heart for a long time. "I don't want you to always take care of me. You've been the one being taken care of since we were little. I want to cook for you and wake you up every day like before, instead of you staying in the kitchen making medicine for me."
Li Zimai hugged him and said, "We have a lifetime to do these things together, but now is a special period. You have to understand. If I get sick in the future and need you to take care of me, then do I have to feel like a bother?"
Cheng Che shook his head and said stubbornly, "I don't want you to get sick."
"Cheche, can you please stop trying to be tough in front of me? Just rely on me when you need to. Our lives belong to each other. I'm afraid... I'm especially afraid that one day you'll suddenly leave me..."
In the end, he was choked with sobs and couldn't speak. He was most afraid that his Cheche would be unhealthy and that he would leave him suddenly. It wasn't that Cheng Che couldn't live without Li Zimai, but that Li Zimai couldn't live without Cheng Che.
Cheng Che hugged him tightly and promised him with a nasal voice, "Yes, I will take good care of myself and will not leave you."
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