i want to go home

The phone just vibrated, and Li Qian took a look at it, and it was time to prepare dinner for Xie Yuming.

"Aunt Gao."

"Xiaoqian, I've already arrived downstairs in this hospital, do you want me to take it up?"

"No need, I'll come down and get it now." Li Qian briefly said a few words to the other party, and then hung up the phone. He picked up his coat and walked towards the door.

"Ah! Ah—" Seeing that Li Qian was about to leave, the person behind him started to rattle the chain and screamed.

Li Qian turned his head away, saw that his expression was undisguised madness, frowned again, made a quiet movement, and said: "I'll be back soon." Hastily went downstairs.

When he came back, he heard the roar coming from the ward as expected. He stood at the door with an inexplicable state of mind for a while, listening to the roar gradually take on a strange tone, and finally turned into howling.

Sad as if a child lost his favorite little friend, hesitant and at a loss.

Li Qian sighed, opened the door and went in.

Seeing him, Xie Yuming cried even harder, and stretched out his hands desperately to tighten the chain.

However, Li Qian wanted to get rid of his bad temper of going crazy and crying when he saw him leave, so he just watched at the door with his insulated lunch box and didn't go forward.

He could see that Xie Yuming was following a kid who was constantly testing his bottom line, and he was the best at observing his words.He was so out of breath from crying that he didn't see Li Qian coming over to comfort him, so he gradually calmed down and looked at him timidly, not even daring to let out the sound of sobbing easily.Xie Yuming originally had a pair of eyes that didn't match his perverted temperament at all. When he was surprised, he opened them big and round when he was happy. It was what others called the face of an angel and the heart of a devil.Now the thin face made the eyes bigger, looking at him eagerly, with tears still hanging from the corners of the eyes, which he quickly blinked away.

Li Qian waited for him to calm down before walking forward.

Xie Yuming took a small sniff, stared at every expression on his face, moved his stiff hands, grabbed the corner of his clothes when he walked into his reach, and squeezed tightly. in hand.

Li Qian opened the lunch box and smelled the tangy aroma. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the person next to him swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.He secretly smiled, usually he doesn't eat well, he must be hungry. The word "serve it right", regardless of whether Xie Yuming was insane before or after, it can't be used to describe him.

He pulled Xie Yuming's right hand from his clothes to his face, and the other party obediently spread his hand with his strength. There were overlapping old and new wounds on that hand with distinct bones.The new marks on the wrist were obviously worn out by the iron chain during his frenzied pulling, and the messy scratches on the palm that covered the original palm prints were not what Li Qian wanted to explore.

He lightly stroked the mottled and somewhat ugly mark, Xie Yuming shrank his palm itchyly, and grasped his thumb in the palm of his curled hand.

Xie Yuming grinned foolishly and looked at him smiling, his eyes sparkling with joy.

Li Qian raised his eyes to look at him, suppressed the gloomy look in his eyes, opened Xie Yuming's palm again, stuffed the spoon into Xie Yuming's hand, closed his hand again, and then when he was staring at the rice spoon in a daze, put The meals were laid out on the portable table and placed on his bed.

But obviously Li Qian overestimated Xie Yuming's current IQ, and he clasped his hands to watch his reaction, while Xie Ersha kept holding the spoon in his fisted position, facing the sky, and couldn't figure out what to do for a long time.

He raised his head as if asking for help, and stared blankly at Li Qian, his ignorant eyes showed a bit of helplessness and caution.

Li Qian tugged at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to take the rice spoon helplessly. Xie Yuming twitched nervously, and finally he was freed from his tightly gripped hand.

Li Qian raised the meat bowl first, and Xie Yuming's eyes were drawn to him immediately. He yelled "ahhh" twice, the voice was very soft, like a coquettish begging for food.

Leaning a sideways glance at him, Li Qian didn't want to be greedy, and fed him with big spoonfuls of meat.Li Qian saw him eating very happily, his cheeks were bulging, like a greedy little mouse.

Guessing about it, he put down the bowl, and Xie Er looked at the meat eagerly.He raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head to look at the meat, almost drooling.

Li Qian knew that he was a carnivore, but there were many vegetarian dishes in the recipe. When he picked up the bowl of green vegetables, he saw Xie Yuming frowned instinctively, obviously he didn't like it.

Sure enough, when Li Qian's food was fed to his mouth, Xie Yuming opened his mouth slightly with great reluctance, and his enthusiasm was greatly reduced. If it wasn't for Li Qian's feeding, he might not even take a bite.

It took a long time to finish the vegetables, and now there is only rice left. Li Qian saw that the revolution was about to succeed, and the more he stuffed a spoonful, but his method of feeding the vegetables first and then eating the rice It's easy, but it's not that wise. After a few mouthfuls, Xie Yuming is unwilling to eat.

After dawdling for a long time, I didn't feed the fourth mouthful.

Xie Yuming was moaning and lying on the bed, his eyes were wet like a puppy, and he was acting like a baby to him.Li Qian fed him a few times, but he turned his head away and refused to take another bite no matter what.

Li Qian gradually grew impatient, glanced at the hour hand on the watch which was close to six o'clock, threw the rice and spoon into the insulated lunch box, closed the box, picked it up and left.

Xie Yuming, who was behind him, immediately started to toss, the iron chain rattled back and forth, and he struggled desperately on the bed, howling louder than ever.

But Li Qian was most annoyed by him screaming and roaring whenever he was unhappy. Even though he had a gentle personality, he was tormented by the haunting sounds several times a day, so he immediately slammed the door and left without looking back.

Xie Yuming quarreled alone for a long time, from screaming to crying, and then to whimpering, until he had no strength to yell and yell again, and could only lie on the bed in despair, making some rough panting sounds like a broken bellows.His chest heaved violently, but tears rolled down his temples silently.

In a trance, Xie Yuming seemed to see another person lying on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, with bright red blood dripping all over the ground, but he never waited for that person.

He was so scared, so afraid of such a person, so afraid of such silence, so afraid that he would never be able to wait for him again.

He arched his body slightly in pain, breathed heavily, his eyes were loose and confused, and it took a long time before he got a little bit of expression, and he uttered a few words like he was talking to himself, expecting and humble.

He said, "Qian...hui, go home..."

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"Yu Ming, help me get my pajamas." He shouted outside.

Soon there were footsteps outside the bathroom, and then the doorknob was slightly twisted. He stretched out his hand to take it, but a hand reached out to hold his wet hand.

Li Qian looked up, and saw Xie Yuming walked in calmly in the mist, and closed the door by the way, with the usual naughty smile on his face, without the hostility and contempt when he was in front of others.

He was also used to Xie Yuming always coming in when he was taking a shower, standing under the steaming water and casually saying, "Help me hang the door behind."

"En." Xie Yuming responded in a low voice, and didn't go out after hanging it up, but stood there admiring Li Qian's tight abdominal muscles.

He glanced at each other amusedly, and just washed himself.Sure enough, after a while, the sound of the water in the room was mixed with the sound of someone's heavy breathing.

Xie Yuming didn't pretend to be calm anymore, but strode over, ignoring the "buzzing" hot water above his head, and directly stepped forward to hug him.

Li Qian pushed the man away, laughing at his anxious look.

He let out a muffled snort from his nose, and refused to leave, allowing the water to wet his whole body. The white shirt showed his solid body and two bulges on his chest, and the clothes and trousers stuck to him very uncomfortable. , but he obviously couldn't care less now, hurriedly lowered his head to kiss Li Qian's neck, stubbornly left a red mark on it, and grinded it with tiger teeth before he would let go.

Li Qian feigned anger, raised his hand and pinched Xie Yuming's nipple, causing a sudden gasp, and bit back on his lower lip, easily taking the initiative into his hands.

Satisfied with seeing Xie Yuming's perverse and uninhibited expression on his face turned into a somewhat fragile and dependent appearance, Li Qian let go of his teeth and pecked lightly. Finally, because of Xie Yuming's intentional pulling, the shallow peck turned into a deep kiss. While kissing him, he suddenly remembered something, pushed away the hot body in his arms and said, "Waste water, get out."

Because of this reason, Xie Yuming froze. Since when has he been short of water, let alone when his lower body is swollen and his desire is churning.Dissatisfied with his prevarication, she leaned over to kiss him again.

While the two were flirting, Li Qian grabbed Xie Yuming's mischievous hand on his body and touched it comfortingly, but he felt that there were uneven scars on the palm, he was startled, at this time Xie Yuming came over to lick him, Tears suddenly dripped from the corners of the seductive upturned eyes, and the lips that were flushed from his kiss also began to move.

He thought that this person was going to cry, or yell like crazy, but he didn't expect him to show a silly smile, and his words were soft and soft, passing by his ears like a whisper.

"Qianqian..."

Li Qian opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the ceiling of his house through the dim light outside the window. It took him a while to realize that it has been two years since he and Xie Yuming separated, and his former lover is now lying in a mental hospital Here, he was chained and couldn't even get out of bed.

He felt as if he heard Xie Yuming's muffled sobbing sound hiding under the quilt, not like the usual wail, but a very suppressed, light and small cry.

Li Qian pulled out his hand from the quilt to have a look. Although it was not delicate and smooth, the lines on the palm were very clear.

He asked himself, do you still love him.

Then I heard my answer without hesitation: no love.

So Li Qian turned over in satisfaction, wrapped herself in a small quilt and continued to sleep.

As for why I have such a dream, it is probably because of guilt, or it may be pity, who knows.