Boss

It's so fake and cute to the extreme.

"Of course, Boss." He walked to the bed and gently put Guan Rongyun, whose shoulders he had rolled into a caterpillar, onto the bed. His movements were very gentle, as if he was carrying some fragile object, but what he said That sentence, the word "boss", made Guan Rongyun's whole body stiff...

Familiar titles, using familiar words and voices, from the mouth of that familiar person... If everything that happened in the bathroom just now, the hot temperature, gentle caress... If everything is an illusion If the dream is real, does the sound of "boss" mean the end of the dream?

"What's wrong?" Song Xunhua took another towel and a hair dryer to help him dry his hair, then carefully rolled up the bath towel wrapped around his body, wrapped it around his waist again, and carefully disinfected the wounds on his body Prescription.

"..." Looking at Song Xunhua's naturally relaxed expression and gentle attitude, the words just now should be a joke without any other hidden meaning...

However, what is he panicking about...?

Scared of coming back to reality?

But the reality, isn't it created by oneself?All gains and losses should be able to be summed up and accepted calmly, right?But why is there such a feeling of worrying about gains and losses, expecting to keep something, afraid of facing something, longing for something, but avoiding something...?

You have no right to choose, Guan Rongyun!

"Look at you, how did you provoke that person? How did you make it like this..." Perhaps it is a good doctor who has broken his arms in three parts, Song Xunhua is quite skilled in applying medicine, disinfecting and applying medicine on shallow wounds, and applying medicine on deep wounds. A small wound was bandaged up, and the wound on the upper body was treated neatly. He found a piece of clothing and quickly put it on to protect him from the cold. He took off the bath towel and looked at the bloody wound on Guan Rongyun's waist that was cut by glass. I frowned.

"I did a lot of things that made him unhappy."

The "that person" in Song Xunhua's mouth refers to himself.That Xunhua who suffered so much torture and grievances, and finally didn't even want to remember who she was...Where did it go?Isn't it still here...Looking at Song Xunhua's long eyelashes, there is a dark shadow, although light, but on his flawless face, it is so obvious that it is impossible not to notice...

In the past, in his impression, Song Xunhua was a super-storage battery that only needed three or four hours of sleep a day to be radiant... When did you see dark circles under his eyes?When did you see his tired and haggard face?

All these years, besides myself, the man in front of me who couldn't sleep was the same.

Song Xunhua hid his consciousness, he said he was not there.But for Guan Rongyun, no matter what Song Xunhua hid and what was left, he was always there, right in front of him, and nothing changed. They still lived in reality, in this involuntary arena.

"Those things are far more painful than those on me." Guan Rongyun stretched out his hand, gently stroked the black shadow under Song Xunhua's eyes with his fingers, and said slowly: "I never expected to be He forgives."

Because the black shadow has already penetrated into the body, covering the whole inner body of this man, he can't touch it, and he can't touch it away.

"Do you know, when it comes to that person, the expression on your face is as gentle as if you are talking about your sweetheart, as if you love that person very, very much." Song Xunhua was a little sullen, a little apprehensive, The bandage that was being wrapped in my hand, no matter how I wound it, I felt that it was not neatly wrapped and not beautiful enough.

"I am." Guan Rongyun raised his lips slightly, the phrase "Nympho" made him chuckle, and a shallow dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"..." That rare smile made Song Xunhua look dumbfounded, the bandages on his hands were twisted indiscriminately, and the heart in his chest was beating wildly... After staring blankly at Guan Rongyun for a long time, he lowered his eyes and sighed Take a breath.

I don't know who is the nympho... He cut off the bandage, wiped the drool around his mouth with the remaining bandage, and murmured as if talking to himself: "I forgive you."

"what……?"

"If I were that person, if I were the one you love, no matter what you do, no matter how unhappy you make me, how much you hurt me... I will forgive you."

"..." Guan Rongyun's smile froze, he withdrew his fingers, looked down at his fingertips, and remained silent.

Maybe, maybe one day, I'll be able to erase that shadow?

"Don't think about it anymore." Song Xunhua was really jealous of the other person who made Guan Rongyun show such an expression. After dressing the wound on Guan Rongyun's forehead, he gently kissed him on the forehead, and then suddenly pushed Guan Rongyun's body onto the bed , turned over so that his back was facing him.

"Stick your ass up a bit."

"I make it myself..."

"Don't be shy, I've already helped you deal with it once when you were unconscious."

"..." Before he had time to resist, Song Xunhua hugged his waist from behind, his hips were slightly lifted, and the humiliating kneeling posture seemed like he was waiting to be fucked.

"Relax, I won't hurt you." The fear of pain and the tension brought by this posture made Guan Rongyun's body tense. Although Song Xunhua's fingers were covered with greasy ointment, But he didn't dare to push forward so rashly.

"I said I did it myself..."

"Your fingers are not as long as mine. A normal person's fingers only have three joints, while mine have four."

"Damn... ah-"

"Take a deep breath." While Guan Rongyun was distracted to answer his words, Song Xunhua slowly pushed his fingers into the secret acupoint. Although his movements were gentle enough, before that, he had uncontrollably and mercilessly ravaged a few times Next, the soft inner wall that had never been invaded by foreign objects was not seriously injured. Those torn and excessively worn wounds were squeezed by Song Xunhua's fingers and stimulated by the wound medicine. Cold sweat broke out on the palms holding the quilt...

Seeing his uncomfortably painful reaction, his whole body was bowed tightly and trembling, Song Xunhua's heart also felt very uncomfortable. On the one hand, he rejoiced in his heart that he had a good grip in the bathroom just now and was not overwhelmed by desire. Struggle hard, and feel worthless for this man on the one hand...

How could that person, the person he loved so much, the person who didn't even know how to cherish, who was willing to let him hurt and hurt like this, deserve his so much love?

The process of applying the medicine was not long, but it exhausted all the remaining strength of Guan Rongyun. After Song Xunhua withdrew his fingers, Guan Rongyun lay down on the bed, motionless, if it wasn't for the tight knuckles that were still holding tight Seeing the painful movements, Song Xunhua thought he just passed out again...

After tidying up the scene, he left the room, and not long after, he came in with a small thermos pot.

"I cooked some rice soup for you. The good doctor who lives here said that your stomach is injured, and you haven't eaten for several meals. You can only eat some liquid. I added some meat puree and a little salt to it. , it should be very runny after boiling for half a day, so you don’t need to chew it, just drink it while it’s warm. After eating, take some medicine, and then rest quickly, the illness will get better.”

"……Pants."

"...Don't wear it." It hurts like that, why wear pants?Song Xunhua really doesn't know how this person's logic works... He took two pillows and put them on the head of the bed, gently lifted Guan Rongyun to let him sit on the edge of the bed, pulled up the quilt on the bed and exposed Guan Rongyun's lower body Cover it airtightly, and then sit on the edge of the bed, holding a small pot in one hand and a spoon in the other, digging spoon by spoon, feeding mouthful by mouthful.