The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Yi Cheng gave Shen Heqiu a smooth hand on the back, and he asked softly, "Why do I hate Jiujiu?"

His fingers brushed Shen Heqiu's cheeks, held them, and then wiped off the teardrops that gushed out.

Shen and Qiu cried so hard that Yi Cheng's heart ached: "Did I dream of something? Nothing in the dream was real."

Shen Heqiu was still crying intermittently, his thoughts were still chaotic, full of fear and panic.

His voice was so choked up that he could barely speak clearly, and his crying was so distressing: "Don't hate me... don't go..."

"Don't hate me..."

What he was most afraid of was that Mr. Yi found out about his illness.

No one likes a sick person.

From before to now, he has lost too many things because of his illness.

Almost everyone left him because of his illness.

Shen and Qiu didn't have confidence, they couldn't be sure that if Mr. Yi found out, would he turn around and leave like everyone else.

So he just wanted to get better soon, and when he got better, he would no longer be afraid, and he would be able to respond to Mr. Yi without any worries.

But what if Mr. Yi discovered his illness first?

He was too scared, too afraid that Mr. Yi would look at him with the same disgust as everyone else, and then leave him indifferently.

Yi Cheng didn't know what kind of dream Shen and Qiu had. He felt the backs of his subordinates trembling in fear, and he was probably terrified.

He didn't ask any more questions, and leaned over Shen Heqiu's forehead, looking closely at the eyes that were wet with tears: "Don't be afraid."

"I am here."

Yi Sheng kissed Shen Heqiu's wet cheeks from crying, and slowly comforted them. The warm embrace gave Shen Heqiu the most lacking sense of security at the moment.

Shen and Qiu nestled in his arms, their fingers still clinging tightly to the clothes on Yi Cheng's back, but they gradually calmed down.

After regaining consciousness, the pain of calf cramps that he had ignored swept back again, and the pain made him take a soft breath.

Yi Cheng noticed his small movements, frowned lightly, saw Shen Heqiu's right leg struggling to support, and remembered that he was walking in the wrong posture just now when he pounced on him.

As soon as he grabbed his arm, he put his arms around the bend of his legs and the back of his neck, picked him up horizontally, and put him on the chair beside the table.

"What happened to the leg?"

The chair in the study is not too high, and Yi Sheng is tall and has long legs, so he had to squat down if he wanted to help Shen and Qiu check.

He recalled Shen Heqiu's walking posture just now, wrapped his arms around Shen Heqiu's right ankle, carefully pulled up his right leg, and rested it on his knee.

Just being touched so lightly, Shen Heqiu felt a pain in his cramped calf just now, and he couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pain.

He sniffed, and his nasal voice was soft: "Cramp, cramp."

Upon hearing this, Yi Sheng rolled up his trouser legs, tried to grasp Shen Heqiu's slender and fair calf with his palm, and rubbed it slowly, pushing away the stiff and tense muscles.

"It hurts a little, bear with it."

Otherwise, if it is left like this tomorrow morning, it will probably hurt all day.

Not a little pain.

It hurts.

Shen Heqiu's calf was rubbed by Yi Cheng, and he felt a severe pain in his hamstring. He had to bite his lower lip tightly, but his whole body was still shaking with pain.

It hurts so much.

The vision began to blur again, Shen Heqiu held his breath, trying to hold back the tears from the pain.

But I still couldn't hold back and dropped two.

"Jiujiu." Yi Sheng sighed.

He stopped pushing and rubbing his calf, and helped Shen and Qiu wipe away tears with his bent knuckles.

The child cried so sadly just now, with tears all over his face, and now he "slapped" two teardrops silently, which really broke people's hearts.

"If you can't bear it, don't bear it. If it hurts too much, pinch me." Yi Sheng said, raising his hand to touch Shen Heqiu's head, "Got it?"

Shen Heqiu nodded half-understood, even though Yi Sheng tried his best to make him coquettish and self-willed, but his nature is too cute, always so obedient that it makes people feel distressed.

Especially at times like this.

"Children have to know how to cry out for pain before they can eat candies."

Yi Sheng stood up, opened the drawer, took out a small box of strawberry jelly, took a few from it, and put them in Shen Heqiu's hands.

Then she peeled off the wrapper of another candy and fed it to Shen Heqiu with her own hands.

Shen Heqiu curled up their hands, clutching those few candies in their palms, and the sweet taste that made people feel emotionally stable spread from their mouths.

He gave a soft "hmm".

Next, when Yi Sheng helped him rub his legs, with the sugar in his mouth, it seemed that the pain didn't hurt so much.

It took a lot of time to rub Shen and Qiu's legs, especially Yi Sheng had to control his strength, not only to use his strength to stretch his muscles, but not to be too heavy to make the children hurt too much, so it took a little longer.

Fortunately, Shen Heqiu also gradually calmed down during this period of time.

Yi Cheng stood up, leaned over and kissed the corners of Shen Heqiu's eyes: "What happened just now, what did you dream about?"

He was very concerned about the children's loss of control, and was always worried that Shen and Qiu would be wronged where he could not see them.

Yi Cheng's expression was too gentle, and Shen Heqiu answered his question unknowingly: "I dreamed... I dreamed about my mother."

In the memories that Shen Heqiu is unwilling to dig deep, there are actually not only painful and dark memories.

At a very young age, he was also like any other child with a happy childhood.

There is a complete family and parents who love him.

His parents were in free love in college, and their relationship has always been pretty good.

Until one day, Shen Shiqing found out what Lin Qiuxia had been keeping from him.

She has a history of mental illness and is bipolar.

And this happened to be the most unbearable thing for Shen Shiqing. He couldn't accept that his wife was mentally ill and married him while concealing her condition.

He thought it was a disgusting, unspeakable thing.

Especially Lin Qiuxia's uncontrollable emotional outbursts from time to time after marriage, which finally made him unbearable.

His dissatisfaction and anger exploded after Shen Heqiu was also diagnosed with hereditary depression.

Shen Shiqing and Lin Qiuxia had a big fight.

Even though Lin Qiuxia cried and begged Shen Shiqing, she thought about their young child.

In the end they still divorced.

The light in the study room is a very warm color, falling on Yi Sheng's body, softening his sharp and deep outline a lot.

The softness in those deep black pupils made Shen Heqiu feel relaxed, and continued talking intermittently.

"...after mom and dad divorced, she suddenly, suddenly changed a lot..."

When Lin Qiuxia was in a happy marriage, her condition was well controlled and basically rarely relapsed.

But after the divorce, she suffered a great blow and severe irritation.

Her bipolar disorder had finally returned to her with unimaginable severity.

She began to drink heavily, indulging in the paralysis and excitement of alcohol all day and night, and vented with violence and insults when she lost control of her emotions.

And the violence and insults she used to vent her emotions all fell on Shen Heqiu, her only child.

Occasionally, when she was sober, she would hold Shen Heqiu and cry. She didn't cry on purpose, saying that she just couldn't control herself, and she wanted to go to the hospital for treatment, but there was no more money left.

When he married Shen Shiqing before, Shen Shiqing was in charge of the family's economic lifeline. After the divorce, he left with the money and sold the house they lived in directly.

Lin Qiuxia also has mental problems, so she would not be hired for ordinary jobs. She can only go out to do odd jobs to support her family when her illness relapses less frequently.

But that little money was only enough for her to pay for board, lodging and daily necessities, and there was nothing left at all. It was simply impossible to get medical treatment.

Lin Qiuxia's sobriety time is too short and too little.

Shen Heqiu now remembers the most profoundly, only the appearance of her holding a wine bottle and beating and scolding him to vent.

Scary as hell.

"She said she hated me because I made Dad leave... She wished she hadn't given birth to me..."

Shen and Qiu said softly.

He concealed the matter about his illness, and only blurred this memory into that Lin Qiuxia hated him because Shen Shiqing didn't like him enough and let Shen Shiqing divorce her.

Shen Heqiu pinched the corner of Yi Sheng's clothes, lowering their eyes slightly.

Mr. Yi...would he hate him too?

Like mom hates him.

Although Shen and Qiu didn't say it completely, Yi Cheng could understand what he said.

Children are obviously not only not good at lying, but also not good at concealing.

When speaking, those amber eyes were full of timidity and worry, as if he could speak.

Yi Sheng could understand it at a glance.

Shen Heqiu was afraid that he would hate him like his mother did.

"Jiujiu." Yi Sheng said slowly.

He held Shen Heqiu's hand that was pinching the corner of his clothes, his fingertips gently passed through the gap between his fingers, and his ten fingers clasped Shen Heqiu's hand in his palm.

"I won't hate you, and I won't leave you."

I am different from her.

"Unless you tell me yourself that you don't want me to stay and don't want to see me again."

"I will always be by your side."

His little Nightingale has experienced too much parting and indifference, but rarely perceives the kindness of others.

He feels insecure because even the closest blood relationship cannot connect the love of others.

Shen Heqiu raised his eyes and stared blankly at Yi Sheng.

These words are so nice, he moved his lips: "If, if I'm not good enough..."

What if you found out about my illness?

Yi Cheng smiled, he clasped Shen Heqiu's hand, pulled him into his arms, and kissed him on the lips, without any desire, just comforting him with the utmost gentleness.

"Will not."

"There's no one better than Jiujiu."

His little nightingale is insecure, afraid of pain and sensitive, inferior and kind, so he doesn't know what he looks like in the eyes of others.

But in his eyes.

Yi Sheng clasped Shen Heqiu's slender fingers, stepped forward and kissed those eyes that were even brighter and more beautiful after being washed by tears.

His little nightingale had the best voice and the prettiest feathers in the world.

In his mind, it shines like a star.

"You are the best."

So it's okay, don't worry.

Mr. King will never leave his little nightingale.

The author has something to say: they are unique to each other w

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I overslept in the evening and just finished coding 555 now

感谢在2021-01-3023:34:04~2021-01-3123:26:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Semplis and Naihe are at the end of the road; 1 bottle of Xie Ruining; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!