Planetary revolution

The wound is so deep, but there is not even the simplest bandage treatment.

Just let it be exposed in the air like this, arrogantly reminding the owner to ignore it and give up on himself.

Xia Xingxing unhurriedly glanced at the wound that started to bleed again at some point, it may have been scratched when he was dragged by Mr. Fang just now.

He never frowned, and said indifferently: "Oh, I accidentally touched it while washing the cup."

It's not intentional laissez-faire, but I really don't feel pain, only the fluctuating feeling of blood flow across the palm, just like the touch of water flowing through the palm when the faucet is turned on.

It really doesn't hurt.

Xia Xingxing wanted to take back his hand, but was surrounded by Huo Jingshi's big hands with sharp bones.

Fingers intertwined, fingers intersecting, as if holding a fragile baby.

"Xia Xingxing, did you do it on purpose? Did you know that such a wound would become infected?" Huo Jingshi's brows were extremely tight, and he felt an indescribable loneliness and helplessness in the dimly lit carriage.

The man's voice was deep and harsh: "If there is something I did wrong that makes you unhappy, you can tell it, why don't you love yourself so much."

Xia Xing blinked slowly a few times without speaking, the shimmer in his eyes was like a cold star hanging from the sky.

The light is cold and cold, as long as Huo Jingshi blinks, it will disappear like the night sky and be nowhere to be found.

Xia Xingxing suddenly became out of reach, he was not the same boy who smiled and told him "the cake is delicious" this afternoon.

Even though he was sitting right in front of him, close to him, some changes had already happened quietly.

Huo Jingshi didn't have time to catch the tail of those accidents and neglected thoughts, and the time axis has already moved forward rapidly, to this moment.

Xia Xingxing finally spoke, but he didn't look at him, his eyes showed timidity of resistance and alienation, and his voice was thin and hoarse: "I was wrong."

He lowered his head and examined himself.

With trembling pale lips, she repeated softly: "I was wrong."

He can no longer have expectations and flukes, and make mistakes again and again.

"Sorry, I will change it later."

Huo Jingshi's heart tightened suddenly, and when he finally heard the other party's apology, he found that it was not the answer he wanted at all.

Xia Xingxing didn't even have the anxiety and trepidation that an apologist should have. His eyes were full of intense emotions and a kind of determination that had already been decided.

He thought that Xia Xingxing's confession was a mistake, but he didn't realize until a long time later that it was Xia Xingxing's farewell.

The wall of trust that they had just built with great difficulty was completely torn apart tonight and at this moment, and jade burned to pieces.

Huo Jingshi didn't have time to think too much, so he simply stopped the bleeding on Xia Xingxing's hand with the lunch paper on the car.

He pulled it to his lips again, and gently exhaled a few breaths of hot air on the fleshy wound, blew slightly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

This is Huo Jingshi's Huo Huo that Xia Xingxing wanted most when he came back from a fight with others when he was a child.

He always came up to him with a shameless smile and said, "Hurrah, it won't hurt anymore."

"Brother, Huhu."

The young Huo Jingshi never gave him a "huhu" once.

Xia Xing let him hold his hand, his tone was light and calm, with deep tiredness in his voice: "It doesn't hurt."

He was just tired, a kind of exhaustion and weakness from the inside out.

No more struggle, no more fight.

Huo Jingshi's jaw tensed, he pulled up the gear lever, turned the steering wheel, and returned home as fast as possible.

Asking Uncle Bai to fetch the medical kit, Huo Jingshi personally sterilized one side of his hands from the inside to the outside, and bandaged them tightly.

At first, Xia Xingxing subconsciously refused, seeing the other party's imperative posture, he was unable to argue anymore, so he let it go.

During the whole process, Xia Xingxing didn't cry out for pain or speak. He looked like he was empty-minded and full of melancholy, turning a blind eye to the people half squatting in front of him.

Huo Jingshi no longer had the confidence to be angry with him or care about anything.

Xia Xingxing just stood there and did nothing, but he could feel an extremely soft feeling in his heart, similar to pity, or maybe it was distressed, and then he compromised and gave in.

I don't know when it started, every move he unintentionally reveals can drag and deform his emotions.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed, while Huo Jingshi squatted in front of Xia Xingxing, holding his fragile and slender hand lightly, reluctant to let go, examined carefully for a while, and decided: "Let Dr. Lin come over and take a look."

I don't know if there is any inflammation in it.

Xia Xingxing frowned when he heard that.

This is a little bit, is it sick to toss people in the middle of the night?

"No, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Xia Xingxing was very mindful of bothering others, Huo Jingshi saw his resistance, and compromised: "Okay, Xing Xing, let's discuss one thing, shall we?"

Huo Jingshi still maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground. For someone who has always been extremely strong, such a tone and posture can already be said to be humble.

Xia Xingxing seemed to have just lifted his head from deep contemplation, his face had calmed down a lot, he managed to pull himself together, and asked without interest: "What's the matter?"

Huo Jingshi touched his head and pressed it against his forehead, with a coaxing taste in his deep magnetic voice: "I know, you have always been a good boy who is very self-reliant and self-reliant."

"I'm so angry tonight because I'm afraid that you will really be hurt. The place on No. 47 is more chaotic than you imagined."

He knew the partner in that club, and it was much more than just a nightclub business on the surface, Xia Xingxing couldn't be involved.

Can't stick at all.

Looking back now, he still feels a little scared.

Scared, this word is abrupt and new to Huo Jingshi.

He wasn't afraid when he was plotted against by the Huo family's wolves, tigers and leopards, and he wasn't afraid when he was alone facing the transnational elite reorganization team on the opposite side of the negotiating table.

All kinds of experiences in his youth left him with nothing to fear.

But now he knew what it was like to be worried, to be restless, to be distracted.

He was afraid that Xia Xingxing would really be hurt by crooks if he went one step too late.

I was afraid of seeing Xia Xingxing's wounds bleeding messily and not cleaning well.

What I'm most afraid of is the calm to indifferent and numb expression on this obviously well-behaved face and the attitude of this person who is completely closed and unwilling to communicate.

The young and handsome man frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said with some difficulty: "When I was in the car, it was my fault that I treated you so fiercely and cursed at others."

"Can the planet forgive me?"

It's probably because he hasn't had such a low profile and soft tone in so many years, so these words come from Huo Jingshi's mouth, which is kind of awkward.

Xia Xingxing slowly raised his eyelashes, stared at the man's straight nose, and smiled faintly: "I don't bear any grudges against Mr. Huo, there is nothing I can't forgive."

It's just that the calm tone revealed the indifference and absent-mindedness of the speaker.

Huo Jingshi was taken aback, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he sighed silently in his heart: "Well, you are still a student now, and your studies are the most important thing."

"As for the money, even if I lent it to you first, and then return it to me when you have the ability, do you think it's okay?"

Xia Xingxing gave a dispensable "hmm", anyway, after tonight, he couldn't do it on the 47th.

When Huo Jingshi saw that he agreed, he breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes: "Then you have a good rest first, and we will talk about things tomorrow."

He stood up, walked to the door, turned around worriedly, and said, "Remember not to get your hands wet, and call me anytime you need anything."

Xia Xingxing sat still and didn't answer. He waited for the sound of footsteps to disappear completely before he took out his mobile phone and called the Qu family.

After a while, the other side answered, Xia Xingxing couldn't wait: "Grandpa, I'm Xing..."

"Xing Xing, it's me." Aunt Chen's voice was still gentle and familiar.

Xia Xingxing glanced at the time and said angrily, "Hello, Aunt Chen, where is Grandpa? Are you watching TV again?"

Aunt Chen's voice was a little tired: "The old man fell asleep."

"Now?" This is not normal, the old man sleeps late, he should be watching a certain antiques and treasures column on CCTV at this time.

"Is... not feeling well? How is grandpa doing recently?"

Aunt Chen's voice was much weaker than usual: "It's not bad, there's no big problem."

The sensitivity different from ordinary people made Xia Xingxing chase after him: "Then how could it be..." After a few seconds of silence, he quietly called out, "Auntie."

"..."

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the only sound on the phone line was the flow of a jittery white tone.

Aunt Chen knew that he was suspicious, so she couldn't hide it, and sighed: "Recently, I have been complaining about headaches, and I finally fell asleep today."

Xia Xingxing was surprised: "Is grandpa okay? I'll..."

Knowing what he wanted to do, the other party directly stopped him: "Xing Xing, don't worry, there is nothing serious, but the blood pressure is a little abnormal, and I will take him to the Chinese Medicine Hospital for physiotherapy tomorrow."

She softened her tone and discussed with Xia Xingxing: "During this time, I have been going to several hospitals. The old man specifically told me not to tell you, so don't let him worry about it, okay?"

After a few seconds of silence in the sound tube, Xia Xingxing said, "Okay."

Hearing his promise, Aunt Chen relaxed a little and asked, "How are you doing at Huo's house? Does Mr. Huo treat you well?"

A trace of indifference flashed across Xia Xingxing's eyes, and the corner of his mouth smiled indifferently, and said softly, "Okay."

Aunt Chen said with relief: "That's good, Xing Xing takes good care of herself. Auntie is at home thinking about whether you have enough food and clothing. When the old man's condition stabilizes, Auntie will call you. When you come back, I will give you a call." Make something delicious for you."

Xia Xingxing's body, which had been icy cold all night, finally felt a tinge of warmth.

She moved her stiff fingers, and responded obediently: "Okay, Aunt Chen, I miss you too, take good care of grandpa, thank you for your hard work, you should also pay attention to your body, don't be too tired."

Aunt Chen smiled: "The stars still hurt people."

Xia Xingxing pulled an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth, and hung up the phone.

Xia Xingxing knew that he was not qualified to mess around anymore, and his grandfather's condition became more and more serious, so he couldn't be the one who was careless and added trouble.

Fortunately, the sentence "or I'd better go home" was not really said.

Stay quietly, stay here, until the college entrance examination is over.

One year passed quickly, Xia Xingxing was lying on the bed without closing his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

It will pass soon, he once again comforted and persuaded himself in his heart, and warned himself, don't make more trouble!

Don't bother innocent people anymore!

The author says:

It seems that some new cuties have arrived, hold on! !whee