He Chengcheng entered the aquarium, only to realize how amazing the business behind the scenes is, it can be said to be fat and oily, and he is frightened and joyful. He can hardly believe that Xie Letian can trust him with such a big business .
He has to see Xie Letian twice a week, Xie Letian always looks sick and looks very depressed, He Tincheng doesn't know if Xie Letian is really depressed, or if he plays it for him, anyway, he can see it well Itchy and painful, want to touch but dare not touch.
Xie Letian waved his hand wearily, sank into the rattan chair, and coughed lightly, "Let's go."
Seeing his flushed face, He Yincheng whispered, "Are you sick?"
Xie Letian opened his eyes, and said softly with a half-smile: "It's okay, don't worry."
He Tiancheng thought: He is not worried. Blushing, she went out and said to the servant: "Mr. Xie seems to be sick, it's windy outside, let him sleep indoors."
The servant didn't answer, just smiled like a puppet.
He Tiancheng panicked and hurried away. He walked out of Xie's house, but he was still worried and asked the driver to take him to a high-end private clinic.
He Tiancheng sat down and asked the doctor, "My friend is sick, what should I do?"
The doctor said slowly, "What disease?"
He Chengcheng rambled about using the doctor almost as a trash can, from Xie Letian's flushed face to his pale complexion, he mentioned everything, the doctor listened quietly, not feeling bored at all—he Consulting fees are charged on an hourly basis.
In the end, the doctor prescribed a bunch of health care medicines for He Tiancheng, and combined with his limited and useful description of 'blush and asthma', he prescribed some cold medicine.
He Tiancheng was 'kidnapped' by Song Ci with a bag of pills.
The car came, and as soon as the door opened, Song Ci sat inside, "Get in the car." He Tiancheng sat on it irresistibly.
Song Ci saw that he was carrying a bag with 'St. Mary's Hospital' written on it, and said casually, "Sick?"
He Tiencheng gathered the bag together, and said vaguely: "Yes."
Song Ci didn't ask any more questions, he had a serious business with He Yincheng, and interrogated He Yincheng, what is the mystery of Xie Letian's aquarium.
He Tiancheng hesitated for a moment, Song Ci habitually took the cigarette and lit it, and said flatly: "Fifth Young Master, don't play tricks, no one has as many tricks as Zhongding."
When He Chengcheng thought of the terrifying place in Zhongding Prison, his pores would open up immediately, and he said tremblingly, "Xie, Xie Letian used this place to smuggle."
"Smuggling?" Song Ci took a sharp puff on his cigarette. This was such a shameful matter, he frowned and said, "Xie Letian still doesn't trust you, just wait a little longer, don't show your flaws."
He Tiancheng calmed down a little, and then said 'hmm' again.
Song Ci glanced at him, feeling that he was strong and tall, and he didn't look sick at all, and he was carrying such a big bag of medicine. Song Ci frowned and said, "Aren't you taking drugs?"
"Of course not!" He Tincheng immediately retorted loudly, there are many people who take drugs in their circle, and he has never been in the same circle, and he is still a decent and good young man.
Song Ci said indifferently: "That's good." Then he told He Yincheng to get out of the car.
He will not contact He Yuancheng again in the near future, Xie Letian will not easily reveal the truth to He Yuancheng with such a heavy heart.
Before Yan Dong came back from Ge Nan, Song Ci went to the federation, and the federation told him clearly: Xie Letian had a problem, he touched cheese that he shouldn't have.
Song Ci raised his head and exhaled a long puff of snow-white smoke, public to public, private to private, besides, in private matters... private matters, he is not alone.
Song Ci said to Yan Dong at the front: "Get out of the car and go to St. Mary's to see what's going on with that kid."
Yan Dong responded and got out of the car neatly.
Song Ci went back to the top of the middle, and there was a stubble underneath, Song Ci went over to take his hand, and when he came out, and the rest of the people went in again, the people inside were no longer skin, nor flesh.
Stained with blood, Song Ci went to the bathroom to wash in annoyance, the water flowed down, Song Ci thought of Xie Letian again in a trance, the pale, soft, cunning and ruthless Xie Letian, Song Ci sighed lightly, stroked the wet Hair lowered his eyes.
Yan Dong was a little surprised when he saw Song Ci with wet and messy hair. Song Ci was always meticulous, and he would not lose his sense of propriety even if the sky collapsed. His eyes were too revealing. Song Ci's eyelashes flickered, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. : "He Tiancheng has no drug problems, he went to the hospital to consult his friend's condition."
"Friend?" Song Ci brushed his wet hair back, glanced and said, "What friend?" He sat down and took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer.
Yan Dong said: "I didn't say it, the doctor said it was a friend who was weak and sickly, often out of breath."
Song Ci's cigarette-lighting hand stopped, his eyes were lost for a moment, and he said slowly, "What's wrong with his friend."
Yan Dong said: "I have a cold."
Song Ci raised his eyelids, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "Get lost!"
Yan Dong didn't know why Song Ci got angry so suddenly, he ran away and rolled away.
He Tiancheng went to see Xie Letian with a bunch of medicines in his arms. The servant said that Xie Letian had fallen asleep, so he took a bag of medicines and refused to let him go upstairs. She didn't trust him, and had nothing to say to Xie's servants, so she left resentfully.
Song Ci flipped through the documents one by one in the office, the cigarette on his fingertips was ignited and extinguished, and he had smoked a whole pack of cigarettes before he knew it, and the ashtray on the table was already full of cigarette butts in disorder.
Song Ci breathed out the last wisp of white smoke from his nasal cavity, slapped the table and got up.
Song Ci went to Xie's house alone.
It was already late at night, and all the lights in Xie's house were turned off except for the entrance. Song Ci glanced at it, took a few steps back, ran into a wall several meters high, and went directly from the outer wall to the second floor without a sound.
The servants in Xie's house are like ghosts, and they basically don't appear unless called.
Song Ci calmly went up to the third floor and opened the door.
The room was still the same as before, without any changes. Song Ci hadn't come for a while, but his memory was very clear, and he walked to the bed in the dark.
As soon as he approached, the small infrared sensor light on the bedside turned on, and the dim light hit Xie Letian's pale face, and a little blush appeared on his cheeks.
Song Ci reached out and touched it lightly, feeling a little warmth.
Xie Letian moved his mouth, Song Ci had heard him talk in his sleep, Xie Letian spoke softly when he woke up, and the sleep talk was even more unclear.
Song Ci stood with his hands behind his back, and after watching for a while, he couldn't help lowering his head, leaning his ear against Xie Letian's lips, still murmuring vaguely, Song Ci turned his face away, Xie Letian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he was sleeping very restlessly .
"In your dream...is there me?" Song Ci tapped Xie Letian's pale pink lips, hoping that Xie Letian would wake up, seeing him coming to the bed in the middle of the night, would he be terrified or moved
Song Ci felt like a solo performer, hypocritical to the point where she suddenly didn't know herself.
Song Ci sat down, stretched out his hand to gently stroke Xie Letian's forehead, thinking: I'll give him five minutes, if he can wake up within five minutes... what happens after he wakes up, let's talk.
Xie Letian slept soundly, except for gasping a few times in his sleep, there was no sign of waking up.
Song Ci sat silently in front of the bed, waited until the sky was light outside the window, finally got up and left, quietly turned out Xie's house, looked back at the third floor, and thought: Forget it.
When Le Tian woke up, life was worse than death.
With Xie Letian's body, if he is not sick, he will die or live. If he is sick, he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. There is no place for his facial features to feel comfortable. His eyes want to cry, his nose is blocked, his throat hurts, his ears are buzzing, and his whole body is sore.
Letian said in pain: "Mom, call an ambulance..."
System: "Sorry, there is no contact number for the hospital. Can the funeral home next door do it?"
Lotte: ...
Xie Letian has a habit of not letting his servants go upstairs casually, now he is lying on the bed unable to move or call anyone, his chest heaving and panting, Letian really feels like he is dying.
The system comforted: "It's okay, it won't die, it's only half paralyzed."
Lotte:! ! !
The system finally showed its true colors, and said gently: "My child, you can go with peace of mind. According to the world line, you will be able to..."
The door was gently pushed open, and a tall figure walked slowly, as if seeing the tragic situation of Xie Letian on the bed, he immediately walked a few steps, stepped forward and hugged Xie Letian.
Le Tian smelled the strong smell of smoke on his body, and passed out with confidence. With the male protagonist around, he couldn't be paralyzed.
When he woke up again, Letian was already in intensive care, and his oxygen mask was put on, and he was speechless at once, "System, am I paralyzed..."
The system reluctantly said: "...No." Annoying!
Lotte: Song Barbie! I decided to love you from today!
Then Song Ci didn't show up once until Xie Letian was about to be discharged from the hospital.
Letian asked the system in a coercive and tempting manner if Song Ci had come here secretly, and the system swore with its own code, "If so, all the 1s in my code will become 0s!"
Letian: ... ruthless enough, trust you once.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, He Tiencheng came to pick him up. Xie Letian was still in a wheelchair because he had no strength in his body. The white blanket covered most of his body, revealing only a pale face that was about to melt away. This time he was hospitalized again. A part of Xie Letian's energy, his expression became colder than before.
He Bingcheng pushed the wheelchair to the parking lot, and was stunned when he saw Song Ci in the parking lot.
Song Ci was leaning on the car to smoke, saw someone coming, pinched his cigarette and went over, looked Xie Letian up and down, and said in a deep voice, "Would you like to come with me?"
He Tiencheng looked down at Xie Letian, Xie Letian had a soft smile on his face, his eyes sparkled slightly, "Okay."
Song Ci's face turned pale, and he leaned over to pick up the person, and found that even though Xie Letian was wearing a heavy coat and covered with a blanket, he was still lighter than before, so he hugged Xie Letian and got into his car with a gloomy expression.
He Tiencheng pushed a wheelchair, his expression changed, he turned to Xie's servant and said, "Let's go."
Song Ci carried him into the car, and then looked at him carefully, "It's getting thinner and out of shape."
Xie Letian smiled. Ever since Song Ci appeared, he had been laughing, "Not good-looking?"
"You thought you were good-looking before?" Song Ci said bluntly, gently brushing away Xie Letian's forehead hair that covered his eyes. Xie Letian lived in the courtyard for more than a month, and his hair grew a lot, covering his eyes.
Xie Letian closed his eyes, "Fortunately, we can recruit one or two flower pickers in the middle of the night."
Song Ci had walked a long way out of Xie's house at that time, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. Why did he get played by Xie Letian, so what if he raped him, but when he turned around, he ran into Xie Letian who almost died.
No matter how good Xie Letian's health was, Song Ci felt that he would not end up in such a cautious and timid situation, maybe he had kicked Xie Letian when he first met.
Song Ci lowered his head and wrapped the blanket tightly, and said coldly, "Don't be a thief, but a robber. Either you don't do it well, or you don't, I'll kill you."
"Okay," Xie Letian closed his eyes and smiled calmly, "I'm fine, you fuck me to death."
Song Ci's heart trembled suddenly, but he held back what he wanted to say, who knew if he was telling the truth or not.
To Xie Letian's surprise, Song Ci took him home.
Song Ci's home is a two-story small building, very delicate, very close to the middle roof, the color style inside is very warm, Xie Letian grabbed the lace on the edge of the bed lying under him, "Director Song, you taste good."
"What are you picking?" Song Ci tucked the quilt for him, and said with a cold face, "How can there be so many pick and choose requests for a meat ticket?"
Xie Letian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm thirsty."
Song Ci lowered her head and sucked hard on his lips, "Wait!" Going over to pour warm water, inserted the straw skillfully, helped Xie Letian up, and let him drink two sips of water.
"Thank you." Xie Letian showed a comfortable expression on his pale face.
Song Ci stared at him holding a water glass, "Miss me?"
Xie Letian looked back at him with a faint smile.
Song Ci knew that he would not show weakness at such a time, so he didn't bother to look forward to it any longer, and tucked him back into the bed, and when he lowered his head to tuck him in the quilt, a light and quick sentence suddenly passed by his ear - "Think".
Song Ci's hands stopped, and he turned his face to look at Xie Letian. Xie Letian was smiling at him, his brows and eyes were crooked and his nose was slightly wrinkled. Song Ci's heart beat faster, and his hands and feet felt numb.