Curve driving

The car stopped downstairs in the emergency department of the eye hospital, Ji Sinian was still immersed in an inexplicable smile.

Xie Hang leaned on the roof of the car and looked at him: "You are allowed to laugh for another 3 minutes."

"Stop laughing, stop laughing." Ji Sinian endured the soreness in his cheeks, and pulled Xie Hang's arm before getting out of the car.

Sitting outside the clinic waiting for his number to be called, watching the patients rushing to and fro, some with gauze on their eyes, Ji Sinian finally felt the flustered feeling of being late.

"I won't get a retinal detachment from being hit by an elbow." He immediately took out his phone and prepared to search.

"No, it's fine." Xie Hang pressed his hand, "What else is uncomfortable?"

"No." Ji Sinian said, "But when I looked at the eye chart when I first entered the door, I couldn't see the last few lines clearly. I could still see clearly during my driving school physical examination."

The more he spoke, the softer he was: "Damn, I really can't see clearly, it's blurred into little black dots."

Xie Hang lowered his head to look into his eyes again, and said after a while, "Are you nearsighted?"

Ji Sinian was silent for a few seconds.

There are a few more lines on the large screen scrolling ahead, and the electronic voice broadcasts in real time: "Please come to the No. 2 clinic for Ji Sinian."

He grabbed Xie Hang: "Damn, I'm suddenly a little scared."

"It's okay." Xie Hang bent down and rubbed his chin on the top of his head, "Let's go."

He dragged Ji Sinian into the consulting room like a hoe lying on the ground.

The doctor sitting in the clinic was an old doctor who looked very reassuring, with glasses hanging on the tip of his nose, looking from above: "What's wrong?"

"The right eye was... smashed."

The old doctor used an ophthalmoscope to look at it and asked questions, and ordered several routine examinations.

"Press the cornea on the fundus, do an ultrasound of the eye." The old doctor was typing on the keyboard with a firm tone, "It looks like nothing is wrong now."

Ji Sinian came out with the medical records, and walked in the direction of the examination: "Damn, I thought there was nothing wrong with it before, but now it sounds a little scary."

"It's okay, those who check optometry and glasses will also have to do it." Xie Hang said.

The first few items are all in the same place. Ji Sinian has checked it several times before, and he is quite familiar with it.

But today is the first time for him to check his intraocular pressure. The doctor is a very young and handsome guy, and ordered him to sit in front of the instrument with his chin and forehead resting on top of each other.

"Keep your eyes open."

Then Ji Sinian felt that the instrument sprayed his eyes.

"Damn!" He dodged back.

"It's okay, just take a moment." The handsome doctor surprised him, and said with a smile, "Come again."

Ji Sinian didn't dare to open it when he got close to him again, he blinked for a long time before recovering, gritted his teeth and widened his eyes.

It is almost human instinct to puff into the eyes and hide back, and he sighed inwardly when he bounced up again.

He grabbed Xie Hang's hand and placed it on the back of his head: "Hold it."

"Don't close your eyes." The handsome doctor said.

"En." Ji Sinian responded.

Xie Hang's palm is really big and powerful.

He recalled thinking about those hands at the homeless shelter.

A lot of messy things popped up in his mind, and when the third jet hit, he was actually a little slow when he dodged back.

Xie Hang pressed it very professionally, he didn't dodge all of a sudden, and was knocked forward on the instrument with a "bang" by the force.

Ji Sinian didn't have time to recollect the association at all, he just felt terrified: "This thing costs tens of thousands!"

"It's okay, I got it."

The handsome doctor stood up, worked on the computer for a while, printed out a small piece of paper that looked like a supermarket receipt, and signed on it: "Okay, no problem."

The intraocular pressure test was too exciting, so that he did the next few items without interest, and when he passed by the handsome doctor's territory on the way back to the consultation room, Ji Sinian even walked a little faster.

"This is the Pavlovian effect. I want to blink when I see that doctor now." Ji Sinian said.

Xie Hang turned his head, just in time to see a ten-year-old girl sitting in front of the instrument, and finished the examination neatly.

"...Really awesome." Ji Sinian said.

The examination report confirmed that his eyes are normal and healthy, and there will be no delayed retinal detachment as he imagined.

When the two came out of the consultation room, Ji Sinian finally let out a sigh of relief.

"I really need to check my eyesight someday," he said while taking out his mobile phone, "I seem to be a little nearsighted."

There was actually a message from the boss on the phone. Someone from the hotel should have notified him and asked how the situation was.

Ji Sinian felt a little inexplicably sorry, as if he had caused trouble to others, but he didn't know what to say when he saw the boss's low-pitched and smacking tone, so in the end he only replied that he was fine.

"Let's go, return to our original route." He looked at the bus stop sign at the door, "Let's go back to the hotel area, it was quite lively there before."

Xie Hang stood behind him, looking down at the phone messages.

This time, Zhao Changqing didn't turn around, and didn't ask if you're there or if you have time. He just threw out a very important question, and he could see it as soon as he opened the screen.

"Do you know whether Xie Cheng has any mental problems?"

Xie Hang really wanted to say that he did, and he was seriously ill.

Being able to force one's own biological child to have a reflexive fear of him, this kind of thing is impossible for ordinary people to do.

Zhao Changqing came to ask him, maybe Xie Cheng did something to his precious young son that his family couldn't understand.

When he clicked on the keyboard, he realized that his fingers were shaking badly.

It was the last question he wanted to confront, and it wasn't just about heritability.

"There's something wrong with my dad" seems to be a conclusive evidence of how shady he was in the past, and he doesn't want to recall any details related to it.

He doesn't need to prove it to others or himself, he just wants to come out completely and start a new life.

But he walked in a hurry, and after a period of struggle, he seemed to have returned to the original "I don't care if I don't think about it".

Just like walking a Möbius loop, you can never find the exit.

That's why when he received this message, he felt how much he had deliberately ignored and pretended to be nothing in his heart.

In fact, since Zhao Changqing asked this way, he probably already had a guess, but because it was difficult to accept subjectively, he wanted to wait for a definite affirmation.

Xie Hang clutched the phone.

Why did you come to him for this affirmation?

This afternoon was a bit absent-minded, and when he followed Ji Sinian back to the hotel at night, Xie Hang could feel that he was a little upset.

Ji Sinian strutted into the lobby and pressed the elevator. In normal times, he would have proposed to pretend to go up the elevator separately.

The suite was on the top floor, and Ji Sinian swiped his card to enter. The moment he inserted the room card into the card slot, the room lit up with colorful and soft lights.

Accompanied by a soothing cello.

The colorful light was shining brightly in the room, and Ji Sinian slapped the switch next to the card slot expressionlessly.

The music stopped abruptly, and the lights finally turned to normal white light.

Ji Sinian looked very attractive even when he was upset, Xie Hang laughed inexplicably, and the troubles piled up in his heart disappeared for a short time.

Ji Sinian turned his head to look at him, there seemed to be a few big characters written in his eyes - don't think I can't see it if I don't say it, if you smile again, you will be beaten until you can't laugh.

The suite is quite big, and you can see the back garden of the hotel from the balcony. The double bed looks very comfortable.

Ji Sinian sat on the bed.

Judging by his expression, he knew that he had something to say, but he obviously wanted to wait for Xie Hang to speak first.

Xie Hang didn't know how to say this, he didn't dig out the endless troubles himself, and he didn't really want to tell him that WeChat message.

Very stubborn to prove that he is no longer affected by those things.

But it was obviously a failure, and his emotions even affected Ji Sinian.

"I'll give you a chance," Ji Sinian looked at him, "Who is offending you today?"

Xie Hang stood in front of him without any hesitation: "No."

It was not good to say it, Ji Sinian nodded with a sneer, stood up and walked past him.

Xie Hang grabbed his hand subconsciously: "Where are you going?"

"Taking a bath." Ji Sinian glanced at him, and put on a smirk, "Afraid that I'm leaving, why don't you keep me?"

"Wait." Xie Hang squeezed into the bathroom after him, and closed the door with a kick.

The bathroom had to be as big as a standard room, so Ji Sinian walked over and turned on the faucet, the water slowly heated up, and a few wisps of white mist rose up.

He also didn't understand why he had to go to the bathroom to take off his clothes, maybe it was a bit strange to take off his clothes in front of Xie Hang just after having sex with Xie Hang.

He was really angry this afternoon, Xie Hang made it clear that there was something hidden in his heart, and this thing should have just happened in the afternoon.

You don't even need to use your brain to guess. If you think about it with your toes, you will know that it is the old sesame seeds and rotten millet in his family. If you think about it with your fingers, there is nothing you can't say about Shen Rong. It must be Xie Hang who can make Xie Hang so distracted. accomplished.

Xie Hang is still unwilling to talk about Xie Cheng.

Came to a dead end again.

A dead end is a dead end, but this suite cannot be opened in vain. After all, there is no way out, and there is no free room.

He hung his clothes aside and walked into the mist.

He let out a sigh of relief when the hot water passed by, closed his eyes and stroked his hair, raised his head and poured water for a while.

"Ji Sinian." Xie Hang's voice was a little blurred through the sound of water.

Ji Sinian turned to look at him.

Xie Hang approached slowly, pressed his shoulder and gently pushed him back, pushing him out of the rushing water.

The drops of water were still hanging on the eyelashes, Ji Sinian wiped it off with his hand, suddenly panicked, not knowing what Xie Hang was going to say.

"It's Xie Cheng who has something to do. I haven't elaborated yet. I'll ask tomorrow." Xie Hang lowered his head slightly, and slid his fingers along his shoulders to the back of his neck.

Sudden approach can catalyze the temperature rise, the heat spreads along the back of the neck to the whole body, the water droplets on the hair fall to the corners of the eyes, Ji Sinian blinked a few times.

Even the fingernails were getting hot, it was unclear whether it was because of such direct contact, or because Xie Hang said it.

"Did I make you unhappy?" Xie Hang grabbed his hair and gently pulled it down, forcing him to raise his head.

Does this mean to apologize at least half of the time!

Ji Sinian raised his head and looked down at him, his Adam's apple twitched: "Are you talking nonsense?"

"I will come out." Xie Hang said involuntarily, "Soon."

Ji Sinian was a little unsteady, and grabbed his arm with his right hand: "Are you trying to keep me here?"

"Ah, yes." Xie Hang laughed lowly, lowered his head and kissed the base of his ear, let go of his hand holding his hair, and slid all the way down.

The hot water splashed on their legs from time to time, and the hotel's non-slip mats worked very well. They staggered back all the way, and they didn't feel their feet slipping until their backs were pressed against the tiles.

Xie Hang clung to him tightly, with his mouth on the top and his hand on the bottom, making him breathless.

At the end of this one-person physical work, the walls began to drip back.

Standing under the faucet, Ji Sinian was covered in sweat, water, or something else, feeling a little dazed in his mind.

"Wash for you?" Xie Hang looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"No, you...go out after washing." Ji Sinian splashed water on his face, feeling a little embarrassed to speak to him now.

A male college student who had rehearsed countless home run scenes in his mind and thought he was a little perverted, could blush so hard that he couldn't even look at each other just by helping each other.

It's incredible.

He still has some remnants of consciousness in the midst of the spring, and he uses it very inappropriately.

"Take out your clothes to dry." He turned his head to look at Xie Hang, stared at his waist for a while before saying, "It's damp."

Xie Hang is really thin.Ji Sinian has thought about this question for countless times from the beginning of the journal to the first day of carrying luggage.

Xie Hang's figure is the type that can't be seen to have obvious muscles on the surface, but when pressed, it is found to be thin and thin.

The fire that had just been extinguished faintly showed signs of rekindling.

Ji Sinian rushed quickly, wrapped in a bathrobe, and opened the door.

It was much cooler outside the door, Xie Hang took a towel, covered his head and rubbed it for a while: "Blow dry before coming out."

Running his fingers through his hair, the last trace of embarrassment disappeared, and the flames burned very quickly.

Ji Sinian kicked and pushed him to the bed.

Although he didn't see clearly how Xie Hang beat the leather jacket in the afternoon, but at this moment he saw very clearly how Xie Hang held the towel in one hand and pushed him off his body with only the other hand. He got up subconsciously, and easily gained the upper hand.

Ji Sinian tore off his bathrobe.