"Five Young Masters, this way." Huang He pressed down on the elevator, but maybe there were too many people waiting to use the elevator upstairs, and the elevator never came down.
Cen Baihe glanced at the elevator, turned and ran towards the stairs, Huang He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed. Climbing up to the fifth floor in one breath, Huang He was worried that Wu Shao's body would not be able to bear it. He didn't know that Wu Shao didn't stop at his feet and ran directly to the ward.
"Qianqian." Cen Baihe pushed open the door of the ward, leaning on the door frame and panting as he looked at Qi Yan on the hospital bed.
"Bai He?" Qi Yan was sitting on the bed, with a bowl of steaming hairy blood on the table in front of him. He was holding rice in his hand, and his lips were shining. He was a little surprised that Cen Baihe was here now.
"How are you?" Cen Baihe strode to the bedside and looked at him from head to toe. If there was a bed table in front of him blocking it, Cen Baihe would have liked to lift the quilt to take a look. At this time, he had long forgotten that he had confessed to Qian Qian, and all he thought about was the scene of Qi Yan's injury. At the beginning, the scene where Qi Yan was bathed in blood in Wangxiang Town had a great impact on Cen Baihe, and now he was afraid as long as he heard that Qi Yan was injured and entered the hospital.
"I'm fine," Qi Yan swallowed the food in his mouth, "Isn't this good?"
Only then did Cen Baihe notice what Qi Yan was eating, and when he saw the red and bloody hair, he immediately frowned: "The wound on your arm is just right, you eat such a spicy food, how can your stomach take it, who will give it to you? Ready for this?"
Sitting next to him pretending to be a transparent person, Xiang Qiang touched his nose. He couldn't blame him. It was Master Qi who insisted on eating Maoxuewang, and said that he needed to make up for what he lacked, so he had to obey.
"Cough, hello Mr. Cen," Xiang Qiang smiled awkwardly at Cen Baihe, trying to brush up his sense of existence, "I'm Xiang Qiang, it's great that you can return safely."
"Mr. Xiang, I remember you, we met several times before," Cen Baihe shook hands with Xiang Qiang, "Thank you for taking care of Qian Qian, I just came back and I don't know how his injury is, could you please tell me say?"
"We have done a full-body examination with Master Qi. This is an examination report from the hospital." Xiang Qiang handed the report to Cen Baihe, "Master Qi has no major health problems, but his body is a little weak. It's good to go back for two days. He was in the hospital because he vomited blood, and he had to be hospitalized for 24 hours of observation."
"Have you vomited blood?" Cen Baihe's expression tightened, and he turned to look at Qi Yan, who was holding duck blood with chopsticks, "Qian Qian, what happened?"
The chopsticks that Qi Yan secretly stretched out retracted again, and his eyes rolled, "I can't eat anything until I finish my meal. You look at me like that."
Cen Baihe took out a handkerchief and walked to him, wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth, and sighed helplessly: "Do you know how worried I am when I hear you are in the hospital. Don't hide anything from me, or I will Uneasy at heart.”
Looking at the interaction between the two, Xiang Qiang felt a little weird. Even if the relationship between friends was good, he didn't take out a handkerchief to wipe the other's mouth.
Qi Yan raised his brows: "You were worried when you heard that I went to the hospital, then I heard that there was an accident on your flight, can you be worried?"
Confused by these words, unable to utter a single word, Cen Baihe reluctantly reached out and touched the top of Qi Yan's hair, his voice soft and lingering: "You once told me that my destiny is very good, and I have purple qi protection. body, how could an accident happen?"
Qi Yan poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks. Yes, Cen Baihe is a very noble person. It stands to reason that even in such a situation, he will definitely be safe. What did he do so much to ask God to pray for? Isn't this enough to eat
But no matter how easy it is to use Zi Qi, and no matter how expensive your life is, it can't hold back how dangerous the situation was at that time. What's more, when the incident happened, I didn't know if the plane had entered the Huaxia region. What if the purple energy of Baihe didn't work well abroad
Qi Yan tried to find a reasonable excuse for his previous behavior, but no matter how he thought about it, he seemed to be superfluous before.
Realizing this, Qi Yan didn't want to tell Cen Baihe this shameful thing, but if he didn't tell it, it didn't mean that Xiang Qiang, who had become his fan brother, wouldn't tell it.
"Mr. Cen, Master Qi vomited blood and was sent to the hospital because of the blessing ceremony," Xiang Qiang's eyes lit up, "but Master Qi is so powerful that he can actually summon a dragon."
"I still have seven colors of dragon balls." Qi Yan whispered.
When Cen Baihe heard the word "Shenlong", he thought of the sounds he heard on the plane that sounded like phoenix sings and dragon roars. He glanced at Qi Yan and said to Xiang Qiang, "Can you tell me something about Mr. Xiang? Did you go through?"
Qi Yan gave Xiang Qiang a look and told him not to say anything. Unfortunately, Xiang Qiang was in an extremely excited state. He felt that Master Qi had done such a great thing for Mr. Cen, and it was a pity not to tell Mr. Cen.
After listening to Xiang Qiang's story, Cen Baihe's heart seemed to be caught, sweet and sour, but more distressed.
"Qian Qian!" Cen Baihe turned around and hugged Qi Yan, calling out Qi Yan's name, "Qian Qian..."
Xiang Qiang stared at this scene in a stunned manner. Just as he was about to speak, someone grabbed his shoulders. He looked back and saw that it was the bodyguard brought by Mr. Cen.
"The two of them have something to say, let's not disturb them here." Huang He dragged Xiang Qiang out of the door, "Let's go, you accompany me to see Master Qi's attending doctor."
"No, this..." Before Xiang Qiang finished speaking, he was dragged out of the ward by Huang He covering his mouth. When he turned around again, he could only see the door closed by Huang He.
"Mr. Xiang," Brother Huang He patted Xiang Qiang's shoulder nicely, "As someone else, sometimes you have to be a little bit more interesting, right?"
Xiang Qiang: ? ?
"Hey, the table is about to fall." Qi Yan opened his hands and said helplessly, "I'm just fine, you don't have to worry about it."
"Since praying for me is just easy, then you can also pick me up," Cen Baihe let go of Qi Yan, took the table on the bed and Qi Yan's chopsticks aside, smiled and looked at Qi Yan, "Come with me for a lifetime. , live together in life, live in the same cave in death, okay?"
Qi Yan's eyes looked left and right, but he didn't look at Cen Baihe, "How can there be so many things?"
"As long as you want, you can have so much success," Cen Baihe grabbed Qi Yan's shoulders, looked at his face and said, "Okay, eh?"
"You're already such an adult, don't act like a spoiled child," Qi Yan touched his somewhat hot face and patted off Cen Baihe's hand on his shoulder, "Speak well."
Who knew that Cen Baihe would brazenly leaned back on the bed and put his head on his lap, "Qian Qian, when the robber shot at me, I really thought I would never come back."
Qi Yan's expression suddenly changed, the robbers actually shot at Bai He? His palms were a little itchy, and he wished to draw two curse talismans.
"At that moment, I unconsciously thought of a lot of people, my family, the staff in my company who need to make money to live, and... you."
Qi Yan's tense shoulders slumped. He looked down at the man who put his face on the quilt, like a tired bird that finally found its nest, and remained silent.
"I regretted it very much at that time. I regretted that I couldn't hug my lover again, and I didn't have the opportunity to hold his hand or kiss his forehead, and then I would disappear into the vast sea without a trace." Cen Baihe He closed his eyes and recalled the scenes on the plane, "My dad has other children to accompany me, and the employees of my company can find other jobs, but what should you do if you live alone?"
"What if your future partner is not good enough for you, or if you are lonely for the rest of your life?" Cen Baihe opened his eyes and looked up at Qi Yan, "Don't laugh at me, at that time, I really felt that I was very fond of you. Important, so important that I am afraid of death, afraid of death."
"No," Qi Yan slowly put down his hand, his palm fell on top of Cen Baihe's head, and a trace of warmth rushed into his palm, "I won't laugh at you, because you are really important to me."
Since the old man passed away, no one has ever talked about him and taught him a lesson. Until Cen Baihe appeared, he was obviously a cold-hearted person, but when facing him, he even had to take care of what he wore and what he ate.
He had never gotten along with his family, and thought that Cen Baihe would be extra patient because he regarded him as a real brother. So when he learned that Cen Baihe had such thoughts about him, his first reaction was not disgust, but a little dazed.
This kind of feeling that I treat you as a brother, but you want to sleep with me, makes him a little strange.
But as long as he thought that in the future, he and Cen Baihe would go their separate ways and start their own families, and that the object of Bai He's concern would become his wife and children instead of him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
This kind of exclusive mentality is a bit strange, at least he doesn't have such thoughts about Wang Hang and the others.
It is said on the Internet that the desire for monopoly is the beginning of love, so he also means that to Cen Baihe
"I'm so important to you, so can we be together?" After experiencing this incident, Cen Baihe understood a truth. To pursue a sweetheart is to be shameless, to strike while the iron is hot, and to move forward without retreating.
Life is just a few dozen years, and it is too late to be good to the person you love, love him, and love him. Why waste a good time
Qi Yan didn't stop touching Cen Baihe's hair, but when he touched it, it turned into pinching the tip of his ear. Cen Baihe's ears were warm and soft, completely inconsistent with his usual indifferent personality. Qi Yan looked down at Cen Baihe's red ears, "We are of the same gender, will your family agree?"
Cen Baihe allowed Qian Qian to pinch his ears, but the more he pinched him, the more his heart tickled: "My family won't object, gender is not a problem!"
Qi Yan chuckled, "Really?"
The laughter made Cen Baihe finally couldn't help it. He sat up and threw Qi Yan on the bed, and whispered in Qi Yan's ear: "Qian Qian, sometimes I really want to put you in my pocket and hold you in my pocket. In the palm of my hand, I kiss you, lick you and hold you every day, and I won't let you take a step away from me."
Qi Yan sighed in his heart, but did not expect that Bai He would have such a hobby.
But it would be nice if he could be put in his pocket, at least he could sleep when he wanted and eat when he wanted without walking.
"Bai He! What are you doing?!" Second Sister Cen's sharp voice sounded from the door.
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: The good family wouldn't object
Cen Baihe:…