The day when I was bent by a bamboo horse

The doctor's diagnosis finally reassured Jing Xing. Although the wound looked a little deep, it didn't hurt any bones. Let Su Baige pay attention to waterproofing, and he will heal slowly.

After tossing around in the hospital for a while, it was around ten o'clock when I got home. Su Baige hadn't slept well for two days, and now he was so sleepy that he couldn't wake up when he returned to the parking lot in front of Jing Xing's house.

Jing Xing got out of the car and came here, looking at Su Baige who was sitting there dozing off, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm going home."

Su Baige didn't even open his eyes, and said casually, "Do you want to learn from my father?"

Jing Xing: "What?"

"Carry me back."

Jing Xing was stunned for a moment, his gaze fell on Su Baige's face as if it were real, and he took a deep breath.Then he bent down, stretched his arms up and down behind Su Baige, gave him a princess hug, and carried him out of the car with ease.

Su Baige's body was empty, and he opened his eyes suddenly. The position of the two of them made him wake up in an instant, he quickly grabbed Jing Xing's back, and jumped off his arms: "You..."

Jing Xing folded his arms and looked at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he raised his chin at him, signaling him to go home quickly.Su Baige didn't even know what he was going to say, so he took the key thrown by Jing Xing and went home to open the door.

Jing Xing kept watching his back disappear from behind, the smile on his face fell little by little, his eyes clenched his fists deeply, and the temperature of Su Baige's body was still in his palm, which spread throughout his whole body through his palm, burning little by little. stand up……

Su Baige opened the window from the house, looked at Jing Xing who was still standing beside the car: "Brother?"

Jing Xing took a breath, and looked up at him: "Come on, I'll take my things, and you lock the car."

"Ah."

Su Baige sat on the sofa wearily, Jing Xing poured out water and put it in front of him: "You're so tired? There's no class tomorrow morning, you can sleep in."

Su Baige held the water in his hands, but didn't drink it. He nodded and said, "I used to think that my aunt's house was my home, but now I feel that yours is my home. I don't want to move even if I sit here."

Jing Xing's heart softened inexplicably, and he asked in a low voice, "Does your leg still hurt?"

"It's okay, just sleepy." Su Baige got up and walked to his hut.

Jing Xing leaned against the door frame: "Take a bath."

Su Baige frowned: "...do you know that you are very annoying?"

Jing Xing: "If you were my son, I would beat you three hundred times every day because of taking a bath."

"I get up in the morning and wash."

"No."

Su Baige: "Jing Xing!"

Jing Xing smiled: "Go and take off your clothes, I'll wipe them for you."

Su Baige almost convinced him: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder is also a disease, I suggest you seek treatment from a psychiatrist."

"I think it's pretty good." Jing Xing went to the bathroom involuntarily, and quickly brought a basin of hot water. Su Baige had to take off his clothes, and lay down on the bed to let Jing Xing wipe his body.

This feeling is really weird. I only remember the shyness that enveloped my whole body when I was thrown into the basin by my aunt when I was very young. Su Baige turned his face to the side facing the wall, feeling the pain in his back Move up and down with light effort.

Jing Xing's gaze fell on Su Baige's smooth back, his waist was very thin, and his butt wrapped in underwear was so upright that Jing Xing couldn't even feel his own breathing.

Su Baige turned his legs up: "Is that all right? Wipe your legs."

Jing Xing came back to his senses, and slapped him on the buttocks: "You really enjoy it?"

Su Baige's buttocks tightened, and he looked back at him: "Well, would you like to scratch my back for a while?"

Jing Xing avoided his sight for an instant: "Ten thousand per hour."

Su Baige laughed, and took out a card from his pocket: "Come on, Teacher Jing, take care of me for a while."

Jing Xing caught his breath, threw the towel from the washbasin, wiped his legs casually a few times, picked up the washbasin and left.Su Baige watched him close the door suspiciously, shook the card in his hand, turned over and lay down, pulled the quilt to cover himself, and fell asleep within 2 minutes.

Jing Xing stood stiffly under the shower, his eyes fell on his lower body through the water curtain, he clenched his fists in both hands and refused to stretch it there, and finally changed the water to cold, and rushed down with his face covered, he raised his head, his brows were shining. Painful melancholy...

After standing in the bathroom for a long time, Jing Xing finally came out with his bare feet, his bottom still upturned. He went back to the room with a blank expression, turned off the light and went to bed.

The next day Jing Xing got up early, made millet porridge, bought two drawers of steamed buns, mixed with choy sum as pickles.When Su Baige came out of the room, he saw him sitting there in a daze, and couldn't help being stunned: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Jing Xing glanced at him: "Aren't you going to catch up on sleep?"

Su Baige smiled: "I'll go wash up, I'll be fine soon."

"Ah."

After breakfast, Jing Xing went to wash the bowls and chopsticks himself, and Su Baige became a real little emperor, standing at the door of the kitchen to watch him work: "Actually, I can still wash a bowl."

Jing Xing said without turning his head, "You don't move around these two days, and you don't make any trouble until the wound heals, you know?"

Su Baige sighed: "Physical education class in the afternoon, there is a test."

Jing Xing froze and looked back at him: "Why don't you take a leave of absence and make up for it after the injury is healed?"

Su Baige said irritably, "I don't want to ask, I don't know how many times I have asked for leave from physical education class."

Jing Xing couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you so unlucky?"

"I think so too!" Su Baige felt that he was just doing "memory" during this period of time, and he couldn't help it.

After the physical education class, Su Baige's healed wound opened again, and he shivered in pain. When he returned to Jing Xing's place for bandaging, he found that even the gauze wrapped outside was soaked in the color of blood.

Jing Xing frowned and changed his medicine, and couldn't help but said, "I think it's better to go to the hospital."

Su Baige said in a chilly voice, "I'm very annoyed now."

Jing Xing didn't say anything more, treated the wound for him, put on the medicine and bandaged it up again: "With your temper, you will suffer when you enter the society."

Su Baige was extremely irritable, and the pain in his leg finally stimulated all the grievances during this period. He sat there frowning and changed channels, and the remote control was clicked by him.

Jing Xing wanted to laugh inexplicably, ignored him, got up and went into the kitchen, washed the grapes and brought them out: "Eat some grapes to defeat the fire, I'll cook."

Seeing nothing pleasing to the eye, Su Baige took a deep breath, looked up at Jing Xing's smiling eyes, and felt that he couldn't find trouble for nothing, so he reached out and stuffed the grapes into his mouth, and decided that if the grapes were sour, Find fault with Jing Xing.

But the grapes are very sweet and chilly...

Jing Xing turned around to cook, Su Baige sat at the table eating grapes irritably, staring at Jing Xing's tall and straight back in the kitchen in a daze, the fire in his heart subsided little by little for no reason.

"elder brother."

Jing Xing looked back at him, "Are you all right?"

Su Baige laughed: "Do you think I'm crazy?"

Jing Xingdao: "Didn't you say yesterday that your brother needs to see a psychiatrist?"

Su Baige secretly sighed: "That's why you don't know as much as I do."

"It's good that you know it." Jing Xing said casually, "You're such an adult, you have to learn to control yourself, and if anyone doesn't like it, just fight and solve it. This earth is not for you to turn around alone."

Su Baige thought of that Zhang Zhuang inexplicably: "Then what if we can't control it?"

Jing Xing's subordinates stopped and remained silent for a moment before saying, "For example?"

"Things that hit the bottom line?"

Jing Xing: "Then you can do whatever you want, if you have a grudge, if you have a grudge, if you have a grudge, if you have a grudge, just don't have nothing to do with taking a knife to the streets and chopping people up."

Su Baige laughed: "I'm not really crazy...it smells so good, what are you doing?"

"It's delicious, I'll make it up for you." Jing Xing closed the kitchen door and stopped talking to him.

Jing Xing also fried a bitter gourd, Su Baige frowned and ate a few mouthfuls, holding back the bitterness in his stomach, knowing that Jing Xing was mocking him, but he couldn't say anything, only then did he experience his brother's true deeds.

Before going to bed, Su Baige calmed down miraculously, and even asked to wash the dishes, but Jing Xing did it for him.He felt that although Jing Xing looked a little difficult to get along with, he actually had his own way of dealing with others, so Su Baige didn't even remember that the two brothers had fought since childhood. If it was Su Zheng who was here today, the father and son Definitely gotta have a fight.

Su Baige didn't deliberately find fault with the bath anymore, took off his clothes, wiped his body in the bathroom, and went to bed obediently like a rabbit.

However, after one night, Su Baige developed a fever.

After Jing Xing finished a class, when he looked at his phone, he found that Su Baige hadn't replied to his messages, and felt that something was wrong. He rode his bike home during the break, and found that the breakfast on the table was already cold. Su Baige's door was still closed.