Seeing Shi Shan who was crying all the time, Wen Yang panicked, never before.
He kept wiping tears for Shi Shan: "San'er, don't cry, I didn't blame you."
He embraced Shi Shan in his arms, and gently kissed the tears on his face: "Shi Shan, don't cry, see if I'm alright."
But his hugs and comforts have no effect, Shi Shan has been trapped in her own world, as if she wants to cry out all the unwillingness and sorrow of the two lives.
Wen Yang's eye sockets hurt sharply, it was the first time he was so flustered and at a loss, desperately trying to convey all his guilt and love, but that person couldn't receive it at all, Shishan's crying seemed to be stuck in his heart. A knife in the heart.
Every sound reminds him of his cruelty, and he also hates himself, he will never be able to do what he promised Shishan, every time he has to bear it alone.
The tragic ending of the previous life, and the fate that cannot be escaped in this life, what should be done to make Shi Shan not so sad
Wen Yang raised his head and looked at the sky, forcing back the sour emotion in his eyes, he took a slow breath, stretched out his hand to gently touch Shi Shan's face, slowly wiped away his tears, and put his thumb on Shi Shan's lips Rubbed twice.
In the next second, Wen Yang lowered his head and closed his eyes and kissed her fiercely. There was a kind of ferocity that was almost biting. The action looked rough and scary, but when it came down to it, it turned into a kind of cherished caution.
Finally, the crying stopped, and Wen Yang suddenly felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.
Wen Yang opened his eyes, and found that Shi Shan was staring at him blankly, with unfinished tears on his face, with a dazed look, occasionally sobbing, slightly trembling eyelashes, which were similar to the unfaded water. This kind of fragile temptation, seeing the unspeakable heartbeat, Wen Yang couldn't help but feel flustered, lowered his head again, and kissed gently.
Xu Shi hadn't been so close for a long time, he kissed deeper, this feeling was so good that Wen Yang wanted to sigh for no reason, so that he took his hand away and couldn't help but want to get closer.
Unexpectedly, Shi Shan suddenly trembled all over, and pushed Wen Yang out forcefully, without any mercy.
Wen Yang was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground.
Shi Shan seemed to be in a daze for a while, then realized what he had done, and called out tentatively: "Wen Yang?"
Wen Yang frowned, and hit something that looked like a hard lump on his back, and the wound behind him throbbed, probably split open.
Seeing Wen Yang's painful expression, Xu Shi hurriedly helped Wen Yang up, and looked at him blankly: "Wen Yang, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Yang breathed a sigh of relief from the pain, stretched out his long hand to hold Shishan in his arms, and sighed: "I'm fine." Then he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Finally stop crying, cry again, you The man is about to jump into the river."
Shi Shan always seemed to be out of state, he was hugged by Wen Yang, looking very confused.
After a while, he seemed to suddenly regain his composure, stretched out his arms to wrap Wen Yang in a panic, and hugged Wen Yang with all his might.
"hiss-"
Wen Yang's back hurt, and he couldn't help but gasp softly.
"What's wrong?" Shi Shan quickly let go and looked at him.
"It's okay." Wen Yang smiled, supported Shi Shan's shoulder and looked at him, and said softly, "Shi Shan, shall we go home?"
Shi Shan also looked at him without blinking, the expression in his eyes was undisguised joy, seeing these pure eyes, Wen Yang almost lost his mind for a moment, the love in his heart could not bear Live uphill.
But Shi Shan seemed to think of something again, he drooped his eyelids to think for a while, and said anxiously: "But, the flowers haven't bloomed yet." Speaking of this, his eyes glistened, and the circles around his eyes were red again.
Seeing this posture, Wen Yang was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly. He hurriedly hugged him, patted and coaxed him and said, "Okay, don't go back, don't be sad, let's not go back, I'll stay here with you, okay?" Feeling some dull pain, when will his sunny and cheerful third son come back.
"Until it blooms?"
"Well, all the time."
As it was getting late, the two of them returned to the residence. Seeing the almost rudimentary residence, Wen Yang closed his eyes, trying to suppress the emotions that suddenly surged up again. Then he called his assistant to buy some daily necessities.
Wen Yang's idea is to calm down Shishan's emotions first, and after tonight, he will coax and deceive Shishan back tomorrow. Shishan's current state is very worrying. Delayed illness.
The place where Shi Shan lives is a temporary residence, except for a chair, there is not even a sofa in the house.
Shi Shan was a little cramped, as if he was afraid that Wen Yang would not like it, Wen Yang was used to being pampered, and he never lived in such a place when his life was the hardest.
Wen Yang grabbed Shi Shan's arm and walked directly to the bed, helped him take off his shoes and jacket, and then lay down with him, Shi Shan was startled, and subconsciously struggled.
"Don't move, let me hug you for a while." Wen Yang hugged him tightly in his arms. He was so dizzy that he needed to lie down and rest.
The two were lying on the narrow bed, Shi Shan tightly grasped the corner of Wen Yang's clothes, looking around in a daze.
There was a wall behind him, and Wen Yang in front of him hugged him as if wrapped in stuffing. He was safe without any dead ends. He felt particularly at ease in this way. He was so happy that he leaned forward on his neck and kissed Wen Yang's forehead.
Wen Yang was taken aback for a moment, his tired body seemed to be suddenly joyful, and even his tiredness faded away a lot, he put his arms around Shi Shan and sent him in front of him, rubbing the tip of his nose, "You really...don't let me move Seriously, I always fan the flames, I really think I have no temper," he sighed, "Let us settle the score after autumn."
Shi Shan looked at him in bewilderment: "Wen Yang, you are so hot." His forehead, hands, lips, nose tip, and body were all hot.
Wen Yang was very dizzy, hugged Shi Shan, and said softly: "It's because you are too cold, sleep for a while, and I have a lot to talk to you when I wake up." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep in a daze past.
"Wen Yang, do you have a fever?" Shi Shan placed Wen Yang's forehead with a cold hand, startled, "Why is it so hot?"
"Huh?" Wen Yang grabbed Shi Shan's hand that was about to be withdrawn from his forehead, and said quietly, "It's okay, just get some sleep." Shi Shan's hand was cold and comfortable, which made him a little greedy.
It's just that Shi Shan didn't cooperate very much, he was about to get up when he broke free: "Wen Yang, you have a fever."
Wen Yang frowned, directly pressed the disobedient person under him, closed his eyes and leaned against Shishan's forehead, and said, "Be obedient, as I said, just sleep and you'll be fine."
"No—" Shi Shan quit, stretched out his hand to push Wen Yang's face to the side, and was about to get up.
Shi Shan was stubborn, Wen Yang had no temper at all, and he couldn't be aggressive, so he could only suppress it with force.
When Li Zheng came in with a bunch of things, what he saw was that the two were fighting on the bed. Wasn't it because he didn't knock on the door, because he couldn't get rid of too many things, and the boss was so hungry? He was dumbfounded for a while before he was sure that this seemed to be a real fight. Although the posture was ambiguous, the boss didn't pick off his clothes after all.
It's just that he is a little strange. Even if the two of them are not tender and affectionate now, it shouldn't be like this.
Shi Shan's strength couldn't withstand it, and finally said with tears: "Wen Yang, you have a fever."
When Shi Shan said that he had a fever, Li Zheng was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Could it be that the wound is inflamed?" The doctor told him to leave the hospital in a hurry, and there would be complications if he was not treated properly.
Shi Shan stopped struggling, and said in panic, "What wound?"
Wen Yang's face turned cold, he blocked Shi Shan's sight, and turned his head to signal Li Zheng to go out.
Li was a little hesitant. Inflammation of the wound can be a big or small thing. He already has a fever, so it would be inappropriate not to deal with it.
Wen Yang was sullen: "Get out!"
Li Zheng sighed, put down his things and went out.
Here Shi Shan has already begun to take off Wen Yang's clothes tremblingly: "Wen Yang, is the wound on your back? Just now you were in pain—you fell—" Shi Shan was a little incoherent.
Wen Yang pressed against Shi Shan's body dizzily, and said tiredly: "It's not a big deal." It seemed that he really had a fever, and felt that the breath he exhaled was hot.
With a pale face, Shi Shanxue said in panic, "Wen Yang, stop making trouble, let's see a doctor."
"Huh?" Wen Yang suddenly opened his eyes, twitched his eyebrows, and said, "The medical conditions here are definitely not as good as those in the city. You can accompany me back to see a doctor, okay?"
Shi Shan opened his mouth, but made no sound.
Wen Yang kissed the corner of Shi Shan's mouth: "Will you accompany me back to see a doctor, huh?"
Where is Shi Shan still unwilling, nodded tremblingly.
Wen Yang didn't get dizzy or dazed, so he immediately picked him up and shouted outside: "Li Zheng, the car is coming, let's go back." As he spoke, he pulled a blanket and wrapped him tightly. directly pack and take away.