Ou Shaowen still didn't say anything. He shook his head, denying that Ou Renjin called him stupid.
Ou Renjin reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his face with his fingertips. His voice was very soft and sounded very gentle, "Be good, I will make you give up this idea."
Ou Shaowen raised his eyes, his eyes still glistening with tears. He looked at Ou Renjin with a wronged look on his face, feeling that he had never been so sad before. No matter how green the leaves were, how beautiful the scenery was, or how fun the things were, they could not stop his emotions from slowly falling to the bottom.
He could give Ou Renjin so little. He didn't want gifts for him, and he didn't need money for him. His heart was the only thing Ou Renjin needed and the only thing he could give. He had always held on to this thought, so that he could feel at ease staying by Ou Renjin's side, and could confidently let Ou Renjin kiss him, hug him, sleep with him, and eat with him.
But now, even the only thing he had, Ou Renjin didn't want it anymore.
His voice was hoarse, and his tone was even pleading. "It doesn't hurt. I'm different from you. The surgery won't hurt me much. Please believe me. I won't..."
Ou Renjin reached out and touched the back of Ou Shaowen's neck, pressed him towards him, and blocked his lips.
He had taken medicine before and his mouth was bitter. He didn't want to touch the little candy bean in front of him, so he just pursed his lips and rubbed it lightly on his lips.
He was wrong before, because he ignored that Ou Shaowen was not a young man with a correct world view, life view, and values. The most troublesome thing was that he was not like a blank slate like a child, he already had his deep-rooted ideas, he had no self-awareness, his thoughts were always based on self-sacrifice, he didn't have any favorite food, and he didn't have any special interests, like the little fox in ancient myths and legends who was always thinking about repaying his gratitude. If you accidentally become his benefactor, you can easily control his emotions and get his sincerity.
He shouldn't let such a person act completely according to his own wishes. He couldn't imagine what kind of stupid things Ou Shaowen would do in such a state.
It doesn’t matter. Next, he will slowly teach him how interesting the world is.
He should have a friend with whom he can joke, someone with whom he can share his thoughts, someone who can ask for help when he is in trouble, and someone who will lend a helping hand when he needs help.
He can also take an interesting trip, see many different landscapes, and meet all kinds of different people.
Or, he can have a successful career, stand at the center of the stage, be loved and admired by countless people, and enjoy the enthusiasm and care of countless people. At that time, he will receive countless flowers and countless letters full of sincere feelings from fans. They will care about how many hours he sleeps every day, will carefully notice the little bruise on the inside of his wrist, and will support any decision he makes, letting him know what it feels like to be unconditionally favored.
By then, he will no longer want to give them gifts one by one and give his heart to his fans without hesitation.
Thinking about it this way, Ou Renjin even felt that turning Ou Shaowen into a person who could calmly accept the love of others seemed to be much more interesting than the dramas he had created and the games he had played before.
"Okay, I believe you won't feel any pain." Fool, without a heart, consciousness disappeared in the anesthetic, of course it won't feel any pain anymore.
"Then we..."
"How strange!" Ou Renjin raised his lips and smiled. "My heart isn't completely broken yet, right? How about we discuss this topic again when it's completely broken?"
Ou Shaowen blinked, with a few drops of water on his eyelashes, and looked at him hesitantly, as if he was somewhat convinced by him, “You still don’t want to have surgery now?”
"Yes." Ou Renjin poked away the teardrops on his eyelashes with his index finger as if in a playful manner. "I don't want to do it yet. It's not necessary to have an operation yet, right? So, don't think about donating your heart for the time being. I'm a little hungry now. Can you help me cook some porridge? There is my private kitchen on the right side of the elevator on the sixth floor. There should be some simple ingredients in the refrigerator."
He raised an eyebrow to confirm: "Can you complete the task successfully?"
Ou Shaowen stood up and nodded gently, "Yes."
He finally put the issue of whether to have the surgery aside and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook porridge for Ou Renjin. Just as he reached the door, Guan Qijun knocked on it and walked in carrying an exquisite take-away box.
"Boss Ou, I asked Yuyang Pavilion to send over two servings of lean meat porridge. You and Mr. Shao Wen can fill your stomachs first."
Ou Shaowen turned around and looked at Ou Renjin, as if waiting for him to order him what to do next.
Ou Renjin frowned, then smiled at him comfortingly, "But I want to eat what you cook. Just plain porridge is fine. Don't add anything."
"Okay." Ou Shaowen nodded, and became a little happy again because of Ou Renjin's words.
Guan Qijun stood there without moving. As Ou Shaowen quietly closed the door beside him, the whole ward fell into a stagnant atmosphere. Guan Qijun could anticipate what kind of situation he would face next. He calmly walked to the bedside, put down the porridge in his hand, and called out "Mr. Ou".
Ou Renjin chuckled. "I remember I told you that I hate it most when people act on their own. Your answer at that time was - there won't be a next time."
Guan Qijun stood straight, lowered his head and remained silent.
"Did you accidentally hear the nurse asking for a change of dressing on the phone?" Ou Renjin was bored and flicked the tiny bubbles in the infusion tube. "I remember that I brought you to the company to be my assistant not because of your outstanding abilities, but because I saw that you were thoughtful and considerate. Now it seems that you are indeed very thoughtful."
"Sorry, Mr. Ou." Guan Qijun had nothing else to say.
"Do you think I'm so high and mighty in front of outsiders, but so pitiful in private? Isn't this contrast very interesting? Does it make you want to protect me?" Ou Renjinyu looked at him frivolously, with a raised brow. "Otherwise, we are not related at all, why do you always worry about my broken heart?"
"Boss Ou." Guan Qijun raised his head and shook it, his eyes red. "I just can't accept the fact that you will die."
"Can't accept it?" Ou Renjin smiled even more happily, "If you can't accept it, you can dig out your heart and give it to me. I will definitely be very touched."
Guan Qijun clenched his fists and said, "If the match is successful, I will."
Ou Renjin looked at his determined eyes. After a while, he seemed to believe it. He put away the mocking smile on his face, his eyes darkened slightly, and he asked seriously, "How do you know that the matching was unsuccessful?"
Guan Qijun's heart sank and his eyes widened in disbelief.
"You don't know, I replaced the matching report before I gave it to you." Ou Renjin seemed to be unaware that what he said was as devastating as a nuclear bomb. He glanced at him lightly and said, "I don't want my assistant to work for me with the worry that he will be silenced by the boss at any time."
"I didn't covet your heart then, and I won't touch Ou Shaowen now either." Ou Renjin was silent for a moment, then issued an ultimatum, "You will automatically resign from tomorrow, and the resignation procedures can be completed after the Chinese New Year."
"I..." Guan Qijun said in a quick and broken voice.
Ou Renjin looked at him straight, as if waiting for him to say something.
Guan Qijun's brain was still reeling from the shock of the bombing. He couldn't quickly accept this sudden fact. He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't utter a word.
Half a minute passed like this. Looking at the rare bewildered look on his face, Ou Renjin suddenly laughed, "I fooled you. It seems that my acting skills are still very good. Don't be afraid. The matching report is true. You did not successfully match me at the beginning."
The second nuclear bomb exploded in his mind, and Guan Qijun realized something in an instant. He looked at Ou Renjin with pleading eyes, trying to explain something.
"I thought..." Ou Renjin just shook his head slightly, not too disappointed, "You would repeat what you said. Now it seems that it's nothing more than that."
This is the normal reaction.
Oh, that's not right. This is the reaction of people who are close to him. Normal people would think he is crazy and call the police immediately to accuse him of attempted murder.
Therefore, Ou Shaowen is indeed an outlier.
"Why are you still standing there? Let's go." From beginning to end, his expression was relaxed, without showing any anger. After saying this, he even waved to him and said, "I wish you a bright future."
Hearing Ou Renjin's tone, Guan Qijun actually understood that there was no room for maneuver. He was not in the mood to think about anything else at this moment, and was still shocked by his natural hesitation just now.
During the long and painful years that he accompanied Mr. Ou, and the process of searching for organ sources that was filled with hope and disappointment, he had thought over and over again that if he could be a successful match with Mr. Ou, he would have no attachments in this world and would rather exchange his own life for him.
But just now, after believing what Mr. Ou said, why didn't he say the words he had thought of many times as he expected
Ou Shaowen had cooked the porridge and was carrying it carefully to the ward when he saw Guan Qijun sitting on a bench by the corridor like a piece of wood. He glanced at him puzzledly, and seeing that he didn't seem to have any intention of talking to him, he quietly walked past him, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.
"The porridge is ready."
Ou Renjin was sitting on the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone. The moment he pushed the door open, he pressed the shutter button towards him, then set the mode to focus on the portrait and blur the background, and posted it on Weibo with satisfaction, with the caption - Look, what a virtuous boyfriend.
A group of fans who were still addicted to browsing their phones during the Chinese New Year quickly began to comment.
Ou Renjin flipped through several pages and saw nothing but scolding him for showing off his affection, and a group of envious and jealous people praising Ou Shaowen's long legs, thin waist, and good looks.
The author has something to say: I can tell you very clearly that Shao Wen did travel through time, but because I have been writing from Shao Wen's perspective, I have not directly pointed this out. There are no laboratories in this world anymore. Then I will explain the issue of backward technology. Shao Wen has actually felt that the technology in the outside world is backward, but people in the laboratory have proudly stated that the technology in the laboratory is five to ten years more advanced than that in the outside world. So Shao Wen has always thought that the technological difference he felt is the difference between the laboratory and the outside world, not the technological difference between the two worlds.
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