The night was dark, and when he went to bed at night, Shen Yu stared at Sheng Chuan less tightly. The latter thought he was finally relaxed, and passed by the window inadvertently, but found that there were several bodyguards guarding underneath. In other words, he wanted to climb the window like last time. Running is basically impossible.
Shen Yu was leaning against the head of the bed, with a thin body and lazily raising his eyes, he saw Sheng Chuan standing still by the window, smoking a cigarette from the drawer and lighting it. With a hoarseness after lust, he flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers, and said sarcastically, "If you have the ability, you can jump from here."
Hammocks are such a good man.
Most men are inseparable from tobacco and alcohol, because these two things can numb the nerves.
Sheng Chuan glanced over the bedside table, and saw that there were several bottles of unknown western medicine on it, and there was also an ashtray with a pile of cigarette butts.
He thought that when he left, Shen Yu would have a better life, but now it seems that it is not the same.
Sheng Chuan ignored the faint thorns in Shen Yu's words, walked to the bed, then took out the half-lit cigarette in his hand, and pressed it out in the ashtray.
Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked a little worried, and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing?"
Sheng Chuan pushed him inside, then lifted the quilt and went to bed. When he was smiling but not smiling, he felt a little scumbag, but the coldness in his eyes gradually faded: "It's night, of course, sleep."
Shen Yu looked at him quietly, didn't move, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and then lay down.
With so many people guarding underneath, he didn't believe that Sheng Chuan could still run out.
With his back to Shengchuan, his figure fell into the bed, making him look thinner and thinner. Sheng Chuan turned off the bedside lamp, lay beside him, glanced at the small white medicine bottles on the bedside table, then withdrew his gaze, and silently embraced Shen Yu in the dark, wanted to ask something, and then again. did not ask.
Shen Yu glanced at the hands on his waist, his back was pressed against the man's scorching chest, and he was hugged tightly by the other party, but he didn't curl up and sleep together as before.
Sheng Chuan suddenly called him in the dark: "Ayu..."
Shen Yu heard the words quietly opened his eyes, did not speak, and waited for his next sentence.
However, Sheng Chuan didn't say anything, he seemed to just bark at random. He kissed the cool earlobe, teased gently with the tip of his warm tongue, and deliberately teased his sensitive points, until the hedgehog-like person in his arms gradually softened into a The red-eyed rabbit finally stopped moving.
Sheng Chuan kissed him and whispered, "Go to sleep."
Hearing this, Shen Yu raised his eyes, looked at one of the bottles of sleeping pills on the table, paused for a few seconds before retracting his gaze, and finally closed his eyes slowly and said nothing.
Sheng Chuan hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time. Tonight, his nerves suddenly loosened, but he quickly fell asleep. He didn't have any messy dreams, and slept until dawn.
A ray of morning light penetrated obliquely from the window, and fell on Shengchuan's eyelids impartially. He couldn't stand the shaking. He opened his eyes slowly, but saw that the sky was already bright, and subconsciously looked into his arms, depressed Not yet awake, with his eyes closed, he looks thin and well-behaved, a little less sinister.
Sheng Chuan didn't know why, stared at him for a long time, a little absorbed, then raised his hand and gently brushed the broken hair on his forehead, hugged him into his arms, closed his eyes against the gloomy shoulders, and waited for him to wake up.
Aunt Lin had already made breakfast downstairs. Probably everyone she knew had disappeared one by one. Shen Yu did not dismiss her, but asked her to stay and continue working. I just pretend that I don't see it, and I'm just in charge of cooking.
At about eight o'clock, Shen Yu finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that he had been stunned for a while from the night before yesterday's sleep until dawn, until a familiar voice sounded in his ear, and he finally recovered.
Sheng Chuan said: "When you wake up, go downstairs to eat. Aunt Lin just came up and urged several times."
Shen Yu heard the words and looked at him, then got up and dressed without saying a word, and went into the bathroom to wash.
Sheng Chuan followed him in. He was about to close the door after passing the half-open wardrobe, but found that it was full of hangings, half of which were brand new clothes. He looked at the size, and Shen Yu was wearing a big size. After thinking about something, I found a set and put it on. Then I went in to brush my teeth and wash my face, but found that the towels and toothbrush cups in the bathroom were also double.
Shen Yu was washing his face, and a warm body suddenly stuck behind him. He moved for a while, looked up at the mirror, and saw someone standing behind him with a toothbrush in his mouth.
Shen Yu silently squinted: "What are you doing?"
Sheng Chuan was wearing a light-colored shirt and a British-style sweater vest. At first glance, he looked like a scholarly gentleman studying abroad, which darkened his gentle temperament. He hugged Shen Yu from behind and said nothing, just said: " The clothes are beautiful."
Then he released his hand and washed his face.
Sheng Chuan seemed to know everything, when Shen Yu heard the words, he paused and looked at him subconsciously, but seeing that Sheng Chuan was also looking at him, he quickly retracted his gaze.
Aunt Lin prepared breakfast at seven o'clock, and then reheated it again. When she saw Sheng Chuan and Shen Yu go downstairs, they set the tableware and chopsticks and left without saying a word except to say hello.
Sheng Chuan took a seat opposite Shen Yu, and smiled when he saw it: "You still keep Aunt Lin?"
Shen Yu is actually a nostalgic person, but he didn't even realize this, he lowered his eyes when he heard the words, and said casually, "I'm used to it."
Sheng Chuan didn't expose him. Seeing that Shen Yu only drank two mouthfuls of porridge, he didn't move his chopsticks much. He took a fried dough stick and put it in his bowl: "Eat more."
Shen Yu doesn't have much appetite, his whole person is ill both mentally and physically, obviously he doesn't eat well usually, staring at the fried dough stick in the bowl, he took two mouthfuls expressionlessly, and then he didn't move.
Sheng Chuan simply pulled out the chair and sat directly beside him. He raised his hand and touched the gloomy forehead. It didn't look like he had a fever. He remembered the pile of medicines on the bedside table and asked meaningfully, "Are you sick? ?"
Shen Yu seemed to be very sensitive to this kind of word. He frowned fiercely when he heard this, and avoided Sheng Chuan's hand directly. The resistance was very obvious. His voice was low and gloomy: "I'm not sick—"
As soon as the voice fell, a doorbell suddenly rang outside. Aunt Lin trotted to open the door, looked across, and said to Shen Yu, "Master, Dr. Song is here."
Song Mingxue probably came often, and Aunt Lin opened the door habitually before Shen Yu could speak.
Song Mingxue carried a portable medicine box in his hand, looked around after entering the door, and finally settled at the dining table, but saw Sheng Chuan and Shen Yu eating, smiled and said a little apologetically: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I came early today. I'm sorry to disturb your meal."
When speaking, his eyes focused on Sheng Chuan, he looked up and down, and saw that he did not have any missing arms or legs, and his mental state was not bad, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Sheng Chuan saw Song Mingxue, paused, guessed something vaguely, and looked at Shen Yu subconsciously: "You are sick."
It's not a question, it's an affirmation.
Shen Yu's face sank when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, the chopsticks in his hand were almost broken by him, his knuckles turned blue, the whole person seemed to be on the verge of anger, and he said coldly, word by word, "I said I didn't. sick."
Seeing this, Song Mingxue froze for a moment, and was about to give Sheng Chuan a look to tell him not to stimulate Shen Yu, but saw the latter get up directly from his position, pulled Shen Yu from the chair, and then hugged him into his arms, comforting him silently. On his back, he whispered: "Treat when you are sick, it's no big deal."
Shen Yu tried to push him away, but I don't know if he was too weak or Sheng Chuan was too strong, he pushed him twice but didn't push him away, his face was so ugly that he couldn't speak.
Sheng Chuan was very skilled at giving Shen Yu Shun Mao in his last life, he turned sideways to avoid Song Mingxue's gaze, whispered a few words to Shen Yu, then kissed his lips, and finally said, "Where is it? If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, and it doesn't take much time to check."
Song Mingxue turned his back and couldn't figure out where he had offended Sheng Chuan. Yesterday, he stood on the side of the road and helped him sell oranges. Today, he had to eat dog food early in the morning. Private doctors are doing such a difficult job these days.
The gloomy face was not as ugly as before, but it was still not a good idea. Song Mingxue sat across from him, took out a medical record book, and began to take notes: "Mr. Shen, how was your sleep yesterday?"
Shen Yu didn't speak, and only said after a while, "En."
No one knew what he meant by this um, whether he slept well or not, Song Mingxue paused, and was about to ask, when Sheng Chuan explained: "Sleep from eleven o'clock in the evening until eight in the morning."
Song Mingxue glanced at the gloomy eyes when she heard the words, but saw an inconspicuous hickey under the collar of the man's shirt, and instantly understood: "... Ah, alright."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and recorded something, and continued to ask, "Did you take any sleep aids before going to bed last night?"
Shen Yu paused: "No."
Song Mingxue: "Is it still easy to lose control of your emotions?"
Shen Yu said nothing: "…"
Sheng Chuan has been listening quietly beside him, his eyes are lowered, and he doesn't know what he is thinking. He has only been away for a while, so many things have happened to Shen Yu that he does not know about, and he needs to rely on drugs to even sleep. Auxiliary.
The other's thinness and morbidity seemed to finally have a root.
I don't know if it's because of Sheng Chuan's presence, this time the inquiry didn't go well. The location of the block was blank. Song Mingxue thought about it, but thought it might not be a bad thing.
Song Mingxue finally asked another question: "How much tranquilizer is left?"
Shen Yu was wearing a pure black shirt, and his skin was so pale that it was a little abnormal, which made his temperament look anything but kind: "Three."
Three, that is, a day's amount. Song Mingxue wrote down another line in the medical record book, and then said: "Sedative drugs can be suspended for now. Let's try the situation after the drug is discontinued, and then I will prescribe some other drugs, which must be taken on time every day."
Before that, she prescribed a lot of medicines to Shen Yu, but the other party was only willing to take sedative drugs such as sleep aids, and the other pills didn't move. Song Mingxue took the medicine out of the medicine box and handed it directly to Shengchuan: "Three times a day. Please, please urge Mr. Shen to eat on time."
Sheng Chuan took it and was about to thank him, but when he saw Song Mingxue looking at him quietly, he suddenly asked something inexplicably: "When you saw me, did you feel like you forgot something?"
Shengchuan: "… "
His cart of oranges! ! !