Damn it! Don't call me your wife after we break up

Thanks to Qi Yu, Xiao Chuchen caught a cold the next day after he said that.

"Ah-"

Xiao Chuchen lay in bed, his face flushed abnormally, his nose blocked, and his eyes red and wet from difficulty breathing.

"You crow mouth... cough cough cough, it's you who cursed me!"

Qi Yu felt the temperature of his forehead and found that he had a low fever: "Take the medicine first. If the fever doesn't go down after a good night's sleep, let the doctor take a look."

The medicine pills were brought to his mouth. Xiao Chuchen raised his head. Qi Yu supported the back of his neck with one arm, and warm water flowed into his mouth.

The Adam's apple rolled and the pill was swallowed.

Xiao Chuchen was in a daze and had no energy to think about anything else. He snuggled into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Qi Yu came over to measure the temperature every half an hour. After taking the antipyretic medicine, the temperature dropped visibly.

The curtains were drawn in the room, and it was groggy. The Alpha in the quilt had his brows softened after falling asleep, revealing a youthful look.

Xiao Chuchen has not changed compared to three years ago except for this face. Qi Yu's deep gaze depicts Xiao Chuchen's outline in a concrete way.

A very long time passed, so long that the man's back looked like a silent stone statue in the dim light.

Xiao Chuchen was still asleep and he did not hear the extremely low and hoarse murmur in his ears.

"What I want has not changed from the beginning to the end..."

Whether it was three years ago or now, what he wanted was always Xiao Chuchen.

Perhaps for others, their current relationship has reached a dead end, but not for Qi Yu.

With Qi Yu, the problems between him and Xiao Chuchen were easily solved.

As long as Xiao Chuchen compromises, as long as Xiao Chuchen is willing to stop running away from him, he will not care about anything.

After all, his hatred for Xiao Chuchen was simply that he could not accept Xiao Chuchen's departure.

Why on earth was that? Qi Yu couldn't figure it out. There was a time when he felt that Xiao Chuchen loved him...

But why doesn’t it work now?

.

In the twilight, the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, "... Water, drink water."

He felt weak all over. The fever had subsided but his head was still dizzy. Xiao Chuchen noticed that someone was half-hugging him in his arms and the rim of the cup was against his lips.

The temperature was just right, and the sweet water moistened his thirsty throat. Xiao Chuchen drank it a little anxiously, and traces of water flowed down his pale jaw.

"Drink slowly." Qi Yu put down the cup and wiped the water stains with a tissue.

Maybe it was because of the illness that made Xiao Chuchen confused. Now when he looked at Qi Yu's face, he didn't seem so angry. Instead, he looked hazy... and thought he was quite handsome.

He was also awake, his eyes drifting over the man. The room was so quiet that both voices were particularly noticeable.

Qi Yu was the first to give in. There was a barely perceptible tenderness in his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. "How do you feel? There's porridge downstairs. Do you want some?"

For a moment, Xiao Chuchen was a little dazed. It was the first time in such a long time that he saw the shadow of Qi Yu three years ago in a man.

Since the reunion, he always felt that the current Qi Yu was not the same person he knew three years ago.

Qi Yu three years ago was so good to him, gentle, meticulous and considerate, completely different from the cold and ruthless man he is now!

Sick people tend to have wild thoughts and are more sentimental, Xiao Chuchen suddenly sighed.

If he had to choose one, he would choose Qi Yu three years ago...

"What are you thinking about?" The rough fingertips fell on Xiao Chuchen's eyelids. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and the scent of agarwood belonging to Qi Yu spread towards him.

Why do you look like that?

Like a poor wet stuffed animal curled up in a hole, with its eyes open as if longing for something.

Qi Yu's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but move closer to the person on the bed.

"What were you thinking about just now?" The deep voice was gentle and persuasive. The agarwood pheromone was gentle and grand, wrapping Xiao Chuchen tightly inside like a pool of warm water.

The gentle waves made Xiao Chuchen's consciousness vague. He grumbled, with regret and sorrow in his voice: "You have changed a lot... You were so gentle before, but now you have locked me up in the villa with your cruel hands. I don't like you like this... Can you change back?"

Qi Yu's movements froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

His breath was warm, and he lowered his head close to Xiao Chuchen. Xiao Chuchen could feel his chest vibrating when he spoke.

"If I change back to who I was, you'll run away without even looking back. You said you liked me better the way I was before, but three years ago I begged you not to break up..."

Qi Yu will never forget that day. Even now, when he talks about it, there is still a flash of deep pain in his deep eyes. "You didn't even look back at me."

"Since I want to break up, I definitely can't leave you any hope."

If you want to cut it off, cut it off cleanly.

When it comes down to it, Xiao Chuchen and Qi Yu have two completely different ideas about relationships.

If it were any other time, Xiao Chuchen would definitely not say these words to Qi Yu calmly, "I am like this. I only like someone for a short time. If I don't like them anymore, I will be too lazy to deal with them. I did like you for a while, but then I didn't like you anymore. I feel very tired to keep going."

This speech is quite scumbag.

Xiao Chuchen never thought of himself as a good person. What was it about him that made Qi Yu so fascinated?

He himself was curious.

"What do you like about me, this face?" Xiao Chuchen asked with doubt in his tone.

He never delved into the issue.

In the past, if he liked someone, as long as he expressed his feelings a little, the other person would come to him on their own initiative.

But what does he have?

Maybe it's because he is not short of money and his face is also pleasing to the eye.

But Xiao Chuchen subconsciously felt that Qi Yu was not such a superficial person.

So why does Qi Yu like him?

Xiao Chuchen opened his eyes and looked at Qi Yu, waiting quietly for his answer.

"Maybe one day you'll know what I like." But definitely not now.

"Why don't you tell me now?" Xiao Chuchen frowned, his voice filled with dissatisfaction, and he felt a little aggrieved.

"Because you know it doesn't make sense."

"Even if you change now, I still won't let you go."

Xiao Chuchen subconsciously opened his mouth to refute: "I won't..."

He will not change himself because of others.

But halfway through he became too lazy to continue.

His spirit seemed to have returned a lot. Xiao Chuchen realized belatedly that he couldn't confront Qi Yu head-on.

If you show a little weakness, he will be more willing to talk to you.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you a bowl of porridge." Qi Yu turned and walked out the door.

Xiao Chuchen curled up in the quilt and spoke with a dying breath, "...Qi Yu."

The man paused and turned around.

"Would you please stop locking me up?"

"I won't run again."