old friend book

"Overwork, low blood sugar, serious accumulation of psychological pressure, too many problems, the body can't bear it."

In the clean and tidy room, there is simply a milky white carpet, pure white sheets and quilts, as well as necessary furniture and supplies for living.The morning sun was still light, and after falling on the tables, chairs and the folds of the man's clothes, they quickly curled up, casting a hazy shadow, and there was nowhere to follow the trajectory.

In the middle of the big bed where the light cannot reach, lay a man.

He has exquisite facial features, but his complexion is a little pale, his lips have lost their dark color, and there are abnormal blushes on both cheeks, which makes him look morbidly beautiful.And he was lying flat on the bed in an orderly manner, his body from the neck down was sunk in the white world.The quilt covering his body was soft enough that it couldn't print the complete outline of his body.

Alan, the personal doctor, was standing at the head of the bed in plain clothes. There was a writing board on his bent elbow, and the tip of the pen was gliding smoothly on it. The beautiful cursive characters were like carefully decorated flowers and vines, lined up on the paper. spread rapidly.

Allen was taking a pen to make corresponding records, his brows never relaxed.

"How long have you been in the car? Don't you take a break?"

Gu Xun sat on the other side of the bed, with a deep voice: "I was managing my time, this journey only took half a day."

"It's been like this for a long time? His body is getting worse and worse." Allen paused for a second, and the black ink stopped in one place, flowing and converging into a small dot, which looked like a perfect article. fail.He sighed softly, continued to write down the notes, and then put everything back into his bag.

"I used to be so strong that I could become the world champion of staying up late, but what happened in the past few years, I suddenly lost most of my strength."

Allen was asking about Lin Yanqing's story in a disguised form, the tragedy that happened to him, a taboo that Gu Xun would never say.He was asking, how did the once proud son of the Lin Group and the most valued heir of the old chairman suddenly disappear when he became famous, and everyone searched for it for several months without success, and did not return until the media reported that he was missing. Appear.

That day was the wedding banquet of the second young master of the Lin family. Lin Yanqing appeared in the auditorium pushing a wheelchair.

There was an uproar in the surroundings, but they all froze in place and did not dare to step forward.He turned the wheelchair and walked towards Lin Chaoxian under the watchful eyes of everyone. When he encountered steps that he couldn't go up, he climbed on the ground and groped his way up. Blood oozed from his gauze-wrapped legs before he finally climbed up. To the pure white wedding hall.

Then he actually knelt in the crowd, and the first sentence came out astonishingly.

Lin Yanqing said: "I like men."

Allen clearly remembers that the media hyped him twice that year.It's just that the first time was the praise and approval of business leaders from all walks of life, but the second time, it was published from the perspective of "homosexuality", which attracted all criticism and abuse, as well as a lot of bad jokes.

Sure enough, Gu Xun glanced at him, his eyes were as sharp as bayonets, making people dare not raise their eyes and look at him for even a second.

Allen had tried asking this question before.He is a person who can't stand his temper, and he can't hide any secrets. Whatever he puts in his mouth, whether it's hot or not, he can immediately spit it out with flesh and core.And probably because of this, Gu Xun would never reveal his truest self to himself.Some things are secrets that cannot be told.

The bayonet belongs to the bayonet. It should be sharp to be called a stab. It will naturally hurt and bleed when facing it head-on, but the person who can hold the handle of the knife will not be injured.

Allen slapped himself secretly, obediently waiting for the other party's criticism.But this time, he sat there quietly, just looked down at the lifeless Lin Yanqing, as if he was looking at his aging self in the future, he lost the right to speak, and only a pair of staring eyes remained. I would like to close my eyes and silently narrate the so-called thoughts.

It's really rare to see Gu Xun in such a devastated state.

"You... what are you going to do next?" Allen hoarse.

"I'll stay with him." Gu Xun said, then remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "I'll take him back when he has had enough fun."

"Tsk!" Allen scratched a few strands of hair irritably, and the back of his head made him into a chicken coop.

He has always been straightforward, and he doesn't understand why Gu Xun cares so much about Lin Yanqing, but doesn't take him to the hospital for recovery.The Gu family's groups spread across all continents. With his strength, it is so easy to find a hospital with complete medical facilities. Even if he finds a sex donor, the chances are even higher.

If it was him, no matter how his lover gave up the treatment, he would tie her back.

How can you be coy and play around like a girl talking about family? !

"Among the few of us, you are the most aggressive in doing things. You have always had clear goals and clear what you want." Allen breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't go on the road for the next two days, and take him for a walk twice."

Gu Xun replied, "Yes."

After explaining some precautions, Allen picked up the tool bag on the bedside table, opened his mouth, turned and left the room without saying anything after all.After the lock clicked, the room fell silent again.

Only Lin Yanqing and Gu Xun were left in the room.

Lin Yanqing seemed to be having a nightmare, her lips were tightly drawn into a line, and her jaw tensed.

Gu Xun got up to change a basin of warm water, wrung out the soft towel, and carefully wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Lin Yanqing turned her head to hide from the heat in the towel, "It's hot..."

"You can't kick the quilt even if it's hot." Gu Xun whispered, and removed the slightly wet black cloth strips from his eyes, and scars suddenly appeared, completely inconsistent with the delicate appearance it carried.

The scars were dense and frightening, and the scabs formed had completely healed, like a knife cut, or a burn, and they were all distributed around the two hollow pits, no matter who looked at it, they would have nightmares at night.

Allen never thought that Lin Yanqing's eyes would be gouged out.What he lost was not just a pair of eyes, but all the light in the next seven or eighty years.

Lin Yanqing is such a proud person that she won't give others a chance to sympathize with her.

Gu Xun was flustered, his fingertips couldn't help trembling, and covered the scar with a new black cloth strip, then he sat down, stared at Lin Yanqing, and opened his lips in a strange way.

"You like Lin Chaoxian."

Perhaps his tone was too sure, Lin Yanqing, who was still in his dream, curled up his fingers restlessly, and his brows frowned even deeper.He let out a sigh slowly, that sigh was more like a dreamy babble in a light sleep, the light and fluttering ending immediately scattered into the air, there was no basis for investigation.

"Yanqing, will you choose me?"

Lin Yanqing lay on the bed without responding.

"I beg you."

Lin Yanqing still did not respond.It was too quiet, and the clock in the room was ticking, as if it were a real living thing.

Gu Xun folded his hands and clenched them into fists. He rubbed his fingers on both sides quietly. He was getting harder and harder, almost fighting. It seemed that only by doing this could he suppress the strong anxiety in his heart.

He watched Lin Yanqing slowly wake up from his dream, watched him raise his hands and rubbed his face, watched him grope for the environment around him and slowly sat up.Watching his messy hair drooping, watching the quilt on his body slide to his waist, watching him stare blankly with no expression on his face.

Lin Yanqing could hold any praise and abuse in his heart, but he couldn't hold a boy named Gu Xun.