Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

The cake smells disgusting.

Psychologically, Xu Bai couldn't accept putting this thing into his mouth again, but his body was clamoring "I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat". The abnormal feeling of hunger urged him to swallow everything he could eat, and the blood-like filling along with the cream was swallowed whole.

Fu Henian held Xu Bai's hand and said, "That's enough. If you want more, you can always buy more."

Xu Bai lowered his head and did not resist. The fork in his hand was taken away by Wen Ying, and the cream on his face was wiped off. The smell of cream floating on the tip of his nose made the wound on his forehead hurt slightly. Xu Bai clenched his palms and vomited again.

……

Wen Ying and Fu Henian were equally anxious.

They thought Xu Bai was asleep with his eyes closed, so they stood in the corridor not far from the ward.

Fu Henian took out a cigarette and handed it to Wen Ying, but Wen Ying shook his head and refused to take it.

"I'll take Xiao He abroad." Fu Henian didn't light the cigarette, but held it between his lips and said, "The doctor has already been contacted, don't worry."

These words sounded as if they shared a common hatred for a common enemy, but in fact, Wen Ying looked down and knew that if Xu Bai followed Fu Hanian away, he might never see him again in his life.

Wen Ying: "Are you sure?"

"If he can't do it," Fu Hanian said in a low voice, "then no one can do it."

"..." Wen Ying clenched her teeth and did not respond.

The two men were thinking about their own things, and no one noticed that the person who was the center of the conversation had walked barefoot behind them.

"Mom." Xu Bai called softly. His eyes were red, his face was pale, his pupils were shaking, and he called again, "Mom."

Wen Ying didn't know how much he had heard, so she reached out to hug him, "Why did you get out of bed?"

Xu Bai's gaze shifted from Wen Ying to Fu Henian, and then back to Wen Ying's face. He used his arms to push Wen Ying away.

"You don't want me anymore...right?"

Xu Bai stared at Wen Ying, his eyes showing hatred and sorrow. His voice was dry, and he even gasped for breath because he was too excited. "I want to be thrown away again."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The young man pulled up a bitter smile, he stepped back, kept stepping back, "Anyway... it was..."

He seemed to have cried, but there was no tear in his wide-open eyes. He murmured like a lost soul, "No one liked me in the first place."

Chen He knew this. Children are always particularly sensitive. Perhaps he noticed something unusual the moment he saw his "mother", but he had no choice.

When he was eight years old, Chen He wished he could have dinner with his parents.

When he was sixteen, Chen He hoped that his mother would pay more attention to him.

When he was eighteen, Chen He hoped that his parents could celebrate his birthday with him.

At that time, there was no Fu Henian, no Wen Ying, only Chen He.

Chen He waited for hope in despair, and when his "friend" came, he would desperately hold on to Fu Henian and his friends. Chen He was too lonely, and he didn't want to be left alone.

Tears flashed in Wen Ying's eyes, and he suddenly didn't know how to comfort Xu Bai.

"…I want to talk to Dad."

Xu Bai fixed his eyes on Fu Henian. Fu Henian nodded and put his hand on his waist. He looked at Wen Ying who was obviously disappointed and said, "Let's talk in the room."

Eat it.

The door is closed.

Fu Henian had mixed emotions and called out softly, "Xiao He."

Xu Bai lowered his head. The two were very close to each other. The young man suddenly said, "Brother Fu, I'm sorry."

Fu Henian's body trembled violently, and he grabbed Xu Bai's shoulders, "You——"

Xu Bai raised his head, his eyes dodged in panic, and then he looked at Fu Hanian, "I know you are doing this for my own good, but I won't go abroad."

Fu Henian didn't know when Xu Bai regained consciousness. His throat rolled, "Don't be willful, Xiaohe. This is not a serious illness. It can be cured soon."

"You don't have to worry about anything with me here. When you recover, we can come back if you want to."

Xu Bai looked at him and shook his head.

"I appreciate it, but it's really not necessary."

Fu Henian felt waves of pain in his heart. The iron-fisted Fu softly said, "I definitely don't mean to play with you. You always say that no one likes you, but that's not the case now. I..."

I like you.

"Brother Fu!" Xu Bai interrupted him hastily, and then he became a little depressed. "I am very grateful to you. You are my first friend and will always be my friend."

There was a lot of fatigue and pleading in the young man's voice, "This is my own choice, please respect me."

Fu Henian had nothing to say.

He felt deeply powerless, so some things cannot be solved with money.

Fu Henian thought of their first meeting.

The young man dressed strangely and wearing thick makeup looked like a frequent visitor to bars and nightclubs, but when he actually walked in, he subconsciously hunched his shoulders and avoided everyone.

"Brother Fu, I know this guy." Ma Chuan's voice was faintly heard in the noisy music. "He's from the Chen family. Can I go say hello and ask him to come over?"

Fu Henian did not object. He looked down at Ma Chuan as he put his arm around the young man's shoulder, leaned closer and said a few words, then they came in front of Fu Henian together.

Ma Chuan pushed the man forward and said with a grin, "This is our Brother Fu. Call him. If you call us Brother Fu, we will all be your friends!"

At that time, Fu Henian didn't understand the sudden look from that person, which was bright and hot, like a drowning person finally seeing the lifeboat.

"Brother Fu."

Fu Henian now understood everything.

He regretted not seeing earlier the fragile and pitiful heart of Xu Bai hiding in the corner that was begging for care.

If he had been able to catch him earlier, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

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The arm was pushed.

Fu Henian came back to his senses and Xu Bai was looking at him, "Don't cry."

Fu Henian lowered his head, his tongue tip pressed against his palate, and half-knelt down to put on Xu Bai's slippers. He made a heavy and difficult promise, "I will respect you."