Midsummer of Eden

Before Zhang Yin could speak for a while while lying on the bed, Yin Jueming's cell phone rang.

The mobile phone was placed in the bathroom, and before I could get it, the call was disconnected, and the other party called again soon, persistently.

The caller was Qin Shuo, Yin Jueming didn't even need to think about it, the assistant probably told Qin Shuo about Zhang Chi.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was answered, Qin Shuo kept talking.

Zhang Chi sat by the bed, not listening very specifically. Yin Jueming held the phone and listened to the other person's talk for almost half a minute before answering a few words.The opposite side obviously has a lot to say.

"I know."

"Don't come here."

"No, I said no."

"Qin Shuo." Finally Yin Jueming called softly.

The person on the other side seemed to say something again, and then hung up the phone.

The whole process takes no more than 3 minutes.

Zhang Chi was a little jealous, and couldn't help but look at Yin Jueming's legs beside him.He remembered that his legs always had a beautiful curvature, but at this moment they were wrapped in a thick plaster cast, looking a little clumsy, with five toes exposed outside the bandage, moving around unconsciously, which was itchy to watch.

Zhang Chi poked his chubby toes, Yin Jueming flinched immediately: "Don't make trouble."

"What did he say."

"I haven't asked you yet." Yin Jueming patted the seat beside him, motioning Zhang Chi to sit closer, with a smile in his eyes, "The kiss in the coffee shop last time was premeditated. You even kept it from me? "

Zhang Chi shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he was indeed hostile to Qin Shuo, and wrapped Yin Jueming's five toes in his palm.They were cold, and he tried to warm them up with the warmth of his palm.

Yin Jueming's toes were still twitching in the palm of his hand, and he was not used to it.

"I think he sensed something, um, instead of asking him to question you directly and appear suspicious, why not tell him what's going on when I'm here." Zhang Chi said, holding his palm, "Don't It’s moving. I noticed it last time, seeing his attitude towards you is not right, maybe now he has realized it after a while. If you guessed right, he confessed to you?”

"It's very sensitive in this respect."

"I'm sensitive in every aspect." Zhang Chi said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I can handle it. It's not a boy in love. Why bother to make so many troubles?"

"I think you look like a restless arsonist." Zhang Chi leaned over and kissed him.

"What arsonist?" Yin Jueming pushed his chest away and said with a smile.

"Don't worry about the arsonist." Zhang Chi pressed his hand more tightly to his chest.

The two looked at each other for two seconds and let go.

"It will take another two months to fully recover, right?"

"It depends..." Yin Jueming stretched out a hand lazily from under the blanket, "Now, do you want to take me to do some exercise? I've been lying on this bed for a long time, it's almost moldy."

Zhang Chi pinched his five fingers and pulled him over like he did in Arima Town before, and kissed the back of his hand: "I am very happy."

After all, Yin Jueming was injured only yesterday, so today is not suitable for too many activities, so today he just staggered around in the wards and corridors with Zhang Chi's support.

Zhang Chi told him many things about Hegang, about the fir trees there, the mountains of different colors and shapes from Arima Town, the different city atmosphere, taste, rivers, grasslands and sky.

It is obviously a city that Yin Jueming has no impression of, but under Zhang Chi's rambling description, it seems that he has really seen everything.

Zhang Chi said that there is a litter of stray cats downstairs in his company. The grass in the east seems to be their stronghold all year round. Kind-hearted people often leave some food and water.Zhang Chi was too lazy to go to the grass, and every time he put it under the corner of the building. When he went out again in a few days, the stray cats would lick their paws and nest by the wall. When they saw him coming out, they looked at him with round eyes. Stop the action.It looks like vigilance, and it seems to be expecting something.

"That looks very much like you." Finally Zhang Chi concluded.

"I don't look so stupid." Yin Jueming squeezed his arm.

The two of them walked in and out of the corridor, stopping to say a few words from time to time, acting like no one else was there, not like patients at all, and seemed out of place with the environment of the whole hospital.

They were all handsome men again. When the two of them got together and said something, when they laughed together, even the passing nurse couldn't help but take a second look.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yin Jueming's books arrived. He originally arranged for his assistant to go down to pick them up, but now Zhang Chi took the position of the assistant and went down to pick up the heavy stack of books.Yin Jueming is a book addict. When Zhang Haiyin sent the auspicious book before leaving, Yin Jueming was very excited when he first received it.Later, Zhang Chi made video calls with Yin Jueming several times, and saw a few familiar books, which were placed on Yin Jueming's bedside table.

At that moment, he was extremely satisfied, as if Yin Jueming's private space was occupied by something that belonged to him, so the rounding was also contaminated with his breath - even though those books belonged to his grandmother, not really his.

The books that Yin Jueming bought for the hospital were obviously different from what he usually reads. They were all detective, suspense, and even thriller novels. At first glance, he planned to find excitement during this period of retreat.

Sitting on the bedside, Zhang Chi picked out a detective novel for Yin Jueming to read.

Yin Jueming just leaned on the bed and peeled the oranges. From time to time when Zhang Chi talked about something interesting, Yin Jueming would put a piece of orange into his mouth with a smile.

Zhang Chi chewed a few times, and then continued to read.

Occasionally, Yin Jueming will forget that he is still peeling oranges when he hears something fascinated, and he will frown intently and stare at the wrinkles on the bed.

The wall clock on the wall walks slowly, and the shadow of the sun gradually tilts, hitting the thin curtains, the color is very beautiful.

Yin Jueming gradually became quieter, Zhang Chi stopped studying, and saw Yin Jueming was holding an orange in his hand, with his head tilted, and fell asleep.The hair fell from the ears and spread around the cheeks, and the sunlight illuminated his face clearly, as if it would glow by itself.

Zhang Chi couldn't hold back, and leaned over with the book on his back, kissed his long eyelashes, almost wanting to pull him into his arms.

Later, he lay on the bedside and looked at Yin Jueming like this, and fell asleep unconsciously.

This time, Zhang Chi didn't have a dream and slept peacefully.There is no Yin Jueming in a piece of black sweetness, because he is by his side.

The two were interrupted by the nurse's knock on the door.

After Qin Shuo made a call before, Yin Jueming turned the phone to silent. At this moment, there are a few missed calls and a few text messages.

While replying, Yin Jueming stretched out his hand habitually: "Is it time for the left hand today?"

"What is this?"

Holding the medicine bottle in her hand, the nurse gave a name: "Lack of energy, malnutrition, hypoglycemia and lack of rest. You don't need to take another shot tomorrow, but your family members should pay attention to the patient's diet and work and rest."

Zhang Chi felt very distressed when he heard it. He wanted to talk to Yin Jueming, but he was amused by the nurse's "family member".

After the nurse left, he asked Yin Jueming about his health several times, and blamed him for not saying this on the phone before.

"Why are you so stubborn now, huh?" Yin Jueming shook the needle in his hand, Zhang Chi was so frightened that he quickly pressed his hand down.

Yin Jueming stopped teasing Zhang Chi, and turned to find him a thermos bottle.

Later, although Zhang Chi stopped muttering, he became more attentive during dinner.Yin Jueming's clear soup these past two days was too watery. He thought Zhang Chi would have a good meal when he came, but Zhang Chi made him a soup with meat and two vegetables. The meat one should not be too greasy, and the vegetarian one should be nutritious. Similarly, the collocation should not be more standard than that of the middle school cafeteria.

After eating and drinking, the two of them walked outside for a while, and when they came back, they smeared ink on the bed again.

Zhang Chi didn't know if it was his own illusion, Yin Jueming held him from time to time while he was talking.He couldn't figure out whether the other party was unconscious or conscious. He was only worried that he was too distracted and spoiled Yin Jueming's good mood.

After a while, Zhang Chi's reaction obviously became a little absent-minded. Yin Jueming discussed serious topics with him, but in the end Zhang Chi basically only agreed and refused to express any opinions.

Yin Jueming stopped suddenly.

Zhang Chi turned his head and saw Yin Jueming raised his eyebrows.

Yin Jueming suddenly stretched out his hand, and felt between Zhang Chi's legs, without groping, and directly and precisely covered a certain part - because it was too obvious.

"It's very spiritual."

As if Zhang Chi had received some shock, he hurried to dial. Yin Jueming not only refused, but also frowned in Zhang Chi's struggle: "It hurts. My feet."

Zhang Chi immediately didn't dare to move.

He let Yin Jueming's hand cover his crotch presumptuously and boldly, looking aggrieved and depressed.

He thought that what the old lady said was right, he would definitely suffer a bit when he was with Yin Jueming.But it's as good as it gets.

"I think I still have the right to check it." The hand was like a cold snake, and then he touched up, skillfully untied the loose belt, and slid it into his pants.

That hand was still covered with the medical tape that had been pasted when the needle was pulled out in the afternoon, and a little redness could be seen on the square cotton cloth, making his hand look white and weak.

It's also more... sensational.

Zhang Chi closed his eyes, gasped suddenly, and held down the arched palm under the fabric.Through his pants, he could feel Yin Jueming's hands wrapping his body, which felt ascetic and graceful.

There are still people making noise outside the door, and their house is only separated from the outside.They could even hear people passing by the door discussing the payment of medical bills tomorrow...

The door was not locked either.At any time, at any time, someone may push the door open and come in.

It feels both exciting and addictive.

Immediately, Zhang Chi opened his eyes, and there was a certain emotion in Yin Jueming's eyes, which was surging and rolling slowly in the darker part of the eyes.Zhang Chi stuffed his hand in, took Yin Jueming's hand, unquestionably asked him to hold him, and guided his hand to follow his rhythm.

Yin Jueming is no longer simply a controller, but more like being controlled by someone to please him...

This person obviously made his whole body excited.

Yin Jueming unconsciously licked the corner of his lips.In the dark, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Different from Zhang Chi's hotness, Yin Jueming still has a sense of alienation and mysterious beauty, especially in the field related to sex, his damn charm kills people invisible.