Bai Yueguang wears it back after death

Zhu Xiao hugged the person in his arms, feeling the warm body temperature, couldn't help hugging him even tighter.

He can endure the pain alone, wait until dawn and then go back pretending nothing happened. He has done all this countless times, but the moment he saw Wen Qingle, there seemed to be a crack in this strength.

...He wanted to hug this person, he wanted to kiss, he wanted to do other things, but these were not the time, and even this hug was just stolen from him.

Wen Qingle relaxed, comforted the hurt young man, and patted Zhu Xiao on the back: "I'm not your brother... Okay, what happened? Is it your brother's business again?"

Zhu Xiao shook his head, he really hoped to chat with Wen Qingle more, but in his current state, if he stayed with Wen Qingle for a while longer, he might reveal his secrets, and Wen Qingle would find out that his state was not right.

Zhu Xiao let go of Wen Qingle, took a step back hesitantly, and reached a distance where he couldn't help but hug Wen Qingle again: "It has nothing to do with him, I'll come out to blow some air, you go back first, don't worry about me. "

"Irrelevant?" Wen Qingle raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe what this guy said at all, but it was not easy to force Wen Xiao to say it, so he leaned on the railing, "Okay, I can't sleep, come out and blow some air, let's go together .”

Zhu Xiao pursed his lips, and said against his will: "I like to be alone, since you want to be here, then I will change my position."

Zhu Xiao was about to leave after finishing speaking, Wen Qingle quickly grabbed his wrist, and subconsciously said: "It's so ignorant——"

Before she finished speaking, Wen Qingle touched the scar on Wen Xiao's wrist, and was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously moved up her wrist and felt more scars.

Wen Xiao didn't let Wen Qingle go any further, and immediately withdrew her hand, took a few big steps back, and stood further away.

Wen Qingle: "You..."

Countless possibilities have flashed in Wen Qingle's mind—what does the wound on the wrist mean, accidental injury, other injuries, suicide, and accidental cuts.

Combining Wen Xiao's previous events, Wen Qingle's entire guess has been inclined towards Wen Xiao committing suicide for love.

Wen Qingle's tone involuntarily became severe: "What's going on, does your brother know about this?"

Zhu Xiao: "..."

His brother is asking him about this now, does he know or not?

Zhu Xiao didn't want Wen Qingle to know about this, and he didn't want Wen Qingle to worry about it.He lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, and at the same time sorted out his words.

And Wen Qingle was also observing Wen Xiao's expression at the same time. He didn't pay attention to it before, but now he got used to the light and looked carefully. Wen Xiao's face was abnormally pale, his brows were slightly frowned, but he tried his best to relax.Even though she was so relaxed, Wen Xiao's expression did not return to the original expressionless expression.

Wen Qingle didn't want to hear Wen Xiao's explanation, but asked: "What's wrong with you? Don't pretend, I'm not a fool, I can tell."

The wounds have been scarred, obviously not caused by these scars, but other reasons.

Zhu Xiao babbled half-truthfully: "I have been suffering from an old problem since I was a child, and I feel uncomfortable for one night every month. I went to the doctor and said that there is no problem, and it will automatically heal at dawn. The wound was cut by myself when I was feeling uncomfortable. .”

Wen Qingle was dubious: "Really?"

Wen Qingle thought for a while, went back and took a small health detector to do a simple test for Wen Xiao, and found that Wen Xiao's current physical condition was still in the normal range, no problems were found, only the pain value and body temperature showed abnormalities .

Wen Qingle thought of some kind of situation that would make him uncomfortable every month. The world is so big, and it seemed that it was not too strange for a boy to have similar symptoms, so he temporarily let go of Wen Xiao's body: "Don't be such a fool in the future. Even if you don't care about it yourself, think about your brother, how much does it hurt him to know?"

Zhu Xiao didn't speak, he stared carefully at Wen Qingle's expression and eyes, and after making sure that Wen Qingle had no more doubts, the tight string in his heart suddenly loosened, and a sharp pain surged in his body. Joy that cannot be quenched.

That's right, Wen Qingle has never understood this aspect of things, and it's not surprising that he didn't think of that aspect, he shouldn't be so nervous.

Once he relaxed, the suppressed desire in Zhu Xiao's heart surged up again.

He wanted to get closer to Wen Qingle, wanted to hold Wen Qingle's hand, wanted to hug Wen Qingle's waist, wanted to sleep on the same bed, and heard that Wen Qingle's breathing was right next to his ears.

In the past, he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain his impulse, but now it is his weak period, he doesn't have much strength to do anything, it is safe.

and so……

"Go back and rest. You sleep in bed tonight. I'll find another place to rest." Wen Qingle tentatively said, "Shall I get you some hot water, or do you need brown sugar water?"

As soon as Wen Qingle finished speaking, her wrist was gently pulled.

Wen Xiao's cold fingers stuck to his skin, as cold as ice, absorbing his heat, but never warmed up.

"Uncomfortable." There seemed to be a trace of fragility in the eyes of the person who was not close to anyone on weekdays, "Brother Lu...can you sleep with me tonight?"

When returning to the room with Wen Qingle, Zhu Xiao still felt that he was in a dream.

Wen Qingle agreed to him and was willing to sleep with him.

The bed is big enough to sleep two people, but there is only one quilt.

"Actually, I don't mind. I can hug you to sleep. After all, we are both men." Wen Qingle frowned and thought about it, "I'm just afraid that when you get better tomorrow morning, when you look back, you will feel that you have betrayed my brother, and then to commit suicide by jumping off a building."

Wen Qingle felt a little emotional: "It would be fine if you and Ji Wen, Li Shilang and the others had the same temper, and it's fine if we sleep together every day."

Zhu Xiao: "...at a time like this, don't mention them."

Wen Qingle: "?"

In the end, for Wen Xiao's innocence, Wen Qingle took another quilt and covered each of them with another quilt.He supervised Wen Xiao to drink hot water and painkillers before going to bed.

The light was turned off, and the dense night was filled. Wen Qingle was hesitating to say something to Wen Xiao to divert his attention, but Wen Xiao turned over and rolled beside him.

Wen Xiao's approach did not bring heat, but a burst of coolness.

This guy is still so cold under the quilt!

Wen Qingle stretched out her hand in surprise, and shook Wen Xiao's hand on the quilt, and found that Wen Xiao was really not warm at all.Wen Qingle thought for a while, held Wen Xiao's hand in a very official handshake method used when leaders of various countries met, and asked, "Is this better?"

Wen Xiao didn't speak for a while, and Wen Qingle could feel that the hand he was holding was completely stiff.

Times have changed for so many years, yet there are still people who feel unclean even after shaking hands!

Wen Qingle was helpless, and said earnestly and earnestly: "It's nothing to shake hands. Many strangers shake hands, let alone acquaintances. You don't have to think too much, just think of yourself as a leader. It’s fine for the leader to have a friendly meeting, and your brother won’t be angry if he knows.”

Wen Xiao opened his mouth after a while, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "It's much better, thank you Brother Lu."

Wen Qingle nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say something to divert Wen Xiao's attention, when Wen Xiao asked, "Brother Lu, do you think I'm disgusting?"

The topic changed so quickly, Wen Qingle was a little confused for a moment: "What are you talking about, what's disgusting?"

Wen Xiao said softly: "...I can see that you were very disgusted with my feelings for my brother before, was it disgusting? Will the me now make you feel even more disgusted?"

Wen Qingle didn't quite understand why Wen Xiao suddenly brought up this topic. To be honest, because of his own experience, he really couldn't accept this kind of drama where his younger brother fell in love with his elder brother.But after getting to know Wen Xiao's personality, he also slowly looked away.

Wen Qingle replied: "It's not disgusting, don't talk about yourself like that, I've chased your brother for you, isn't your attitude clear enough? I told you before, let you find a topic to talk to him every day, which will arouse his anger. Notice, how are you doing?"

Wen Xiao said quietly: "It's not that good, I want to chat with him, but he doesn't seem to have anything to say to me."

Wen Qingle: "Ah, this..."

What a pity, little brother.

Wen Xiao was quiet for a while, and said, "Brother Lu, do you have any brothers with a personality similar to mine?"

It can be said that Wen Qingle immediately thought of Zhu Xiao, so she replied with an affirmative answer.

Zhu Xiao and Wen Xiao's personalities are really similar to a certain extent, which is one of the reasons why Wen Qingle can quickly get acquainted with Wen Xiao.

Wen Xiao said softly: "Maybe he likes you too, just like me."

Wen Qingle was taken aback, and quickly denied: "Impossible, I know what kind of person he is, and it was too late to hide from me when he was adolescence, how could he like me."

Wen Xiao seemed to smile a bit, and didn't agree with this statement: "Brother Lu, you don't understand. If he really likes you, then he avoids you because he's just in love, and he can't be sure of his feelings. The more this is the case, the more The more likely I like you, because I was like this at the beginning."

Wen Qingle: "..."

There was a rustling sound when the quilt was flipped, and Wen Xiao approached, her voice tense: "If he likes you too, do you feel sick? Would you be willing to give him a chance?"

Wen Qingle lowered his tone, and said seriously: "Wen Xiao, don't push this kind of thing to others, not everyone will have different feelings for their brothers, let alone you don't know anything about me and him. You don't know that our relationship is not good, so stop talking and change the topic."

Wen Xiao was silent for a long time, then responded softly, and changed the subject in such a way: "You know, my brother also has light-colored hair, and I don't know if his hair will be the same as yours when I go back. , become all white."

Wen Qingle: "..."

Wen Qingle found out that Wen Xiao's topics tonight were extremely difficult to answer!

What should he say about this, working hard with him outside, but after returning home, he found that the person he loves has not known how many times he has had with others, and his hair is all gray. How sad!

Wen Qingle also inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable, Wen Xiao wanted to give his first time completely to the person he liked, and the person he liked was from the inside out, from the hair to the heel, Maybe they have all been caressed by another person, which is somewhat unfair and a pity.

Wen Qingle said sadly: "Otherwise, change it. Change it to someone who is the same as you and has no relationship experience. You are the only one for each other, and you don't have to be sad about his hair anymore."

Wen Qingle indeed thought the same way. In fact, when he discovered that he had gray hair, he was prepared that it might be difficult for him to meet a suitable partner in the future.

Wen Qingle has never been in a relationship before. In his mind, the criterion for choosing a mate is that it is best to be the same as him. For someone who has never been in a relationship, it is best not to mind his white hair, and it is not because he likes his face. He is together.But he also knows that such a person is actually very rare to meet, it all depends on fate.

Wen Xiao smiled lightly: "Brother Lu, you may have misunderstood."

"I really mind, but whether his hair is black or white, even if I'm just an insignificant person in his heart, even if I may never be better than his ex-boyfriend, even if I can only get a handout from him , I only want him alone."