Pretending to be soft and forced to have a crush on divorce

The smell of disinfectant filled the nostrils, and the snow-white walls glowed with a pale halo.

Wei Jun was lying on the hospital bed, with white gauze wrapped around his head and body, he stood upright, and then thought that he didn't hurt his neck, and he could still move.

However, when he turned his head to look at the situation in the room, the door handle turned and a person walked in.

The other party was wearing a black silk shirt, with fine cloud spots outlined on the neckline and shoulders.

His gaze moves up.

"Wake up." The other party walked up to him calmly, speaking in a low and hoarse voice, "Are you hungry?"

Wei Jun noticed the gauze-wrapped hands of the visitor, and paused for a moment: "Thirsty."

"Wait a moment." The other party said.

Wei Jun watched the person leave again, pursed his lips, it happened to be him, it happened to be...

Pei Feng.

The gratitude for being helped, after knowing who it was, couldn't help but reduce it. He didn't think that the other party shouldn't help him, but he had to think more about why the other party appeared in his hometown.

But if the other party didn't show up, he probably would have been lying alone in the mountain path forever.

"Why are you here?"

Pei Feng, who came back, handed the warm water to Wei Jun with his injured hand. Hearing Wei Jun's words, he raised his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes blocked most of the color in his eyes, and the grayish pupils reflected the hospital bed. people.

"I want to see you." Pei Feng replied.

Wei Jun's heart constricted and his throat tightened: "Ha, what? Can you find me for anything?"

Pei Feng raised his chin from bottom to top, watching him quietly, those gray pupils reflecting the incandescent lamp silently locked onto Wei Jun's shadow: "I miss you."

"..."

Wei Jun turned his face away, and he dryly pulled the corners of his mouth, uttering difficult and plain words: "Oh, don't think it's more appropriate."

Pei Feng's hand hanging by his side tensed up, "How about saving you?"

"I will reciprocate." Wei Jun, "What if you..." He couldn't tell the other party what he could give to the other party. Money couldn't satisfy the needs of a top star. He was just an ordinary person, and his connections were even more difficult to talk about. rise.

Pei Feng saw that he was hesitating to speak, and was silent for a moment: "One request, you promise me one request."

Wei Jun was in a bad mood: "What request?"

"Promise me not to divorce." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun immediately frowned, almost sneering.

Pei Feng added: "Three months, three months later I will sign the divorce agreement."

Wei Jun was stunned.

Pei Feng was surprisingly talkative. He found something to say: "When I sent you here, I made an excuse with your relatives. They don't know about your situation yet."

"Whether you want to tell them or not is up to you."

Wei Jun thought to himself, so be it, the divorce can be done in three months, which is faster than when he goes to court to sue.

"Okay, I promise you." Wei Jun said, "As for my relatives, don't let them worry, I'm fine anyway."

Pei Feng swept over Wei Jun's head and body.

Wei Jun coughed dryly: "It's not a big problem, you won't notice it when you recover."

"You just have to think it through, and I'll take care of the rest." Pei Feng said.

Wei Jun: "That's not necessary, you are busy with your own."

Pei Feng: "Not busy."

Wei Jun was silent for a moment: "Aren't you always too busy to see yourself before, have you been blocked?"

Pei Feng: "..."

Wei Jun relaxed his limbs, and his tone also relaxed: "As long as you are willing, it's up to you."

"I'm sorry." After half a year, Pei Feng sincerely apologized for his cold treatment after marriage.

Wei Jun lowered his eyelids. He didn't get anything because of this apology, and he didn't even have any other emotions: "No, it's my willingness, and it has nothing to do with you."

He raised his lips slightly, revealing some emotion.

"You can't just because I like you, you have to like me. It's just that I used to be lucky and suffered by myself. I will never do it again."

Pei Feng said awkwardly: "I..."

Wei Jun interrupted, looking at him with clear eyes: "Don't even try to say that you like me now, it's too weird."

Pei Feng's voice stopped, but he echoed: "It's strange." However, he didn't give up, "I have liked you for a long time, and I just found out now."

Wei Jun had nothing to say.

Pei Feng bent down, and lightly put his wounded hand on Wei Jun's side. He sat on the edge of the bed, leaving a depression, and the shadow cast covered the person in the bed.

When he was backlit, his eyes turned from gray to deep darkness, with all the blackness inside.

Pei Feng stopped at an ambiguous and distant distance. He never approached again, and stopped before the other person raised his guard.

Lines of sight cross.

Pei Feng didn't refute Wei Jun's "self-inflicted" rebuttal. He fully understood the other party's so-called self-inflicted, and he was also responsible for it. The opponent backed away.

Otherwise, he won't be able to bear it.

"Wei Jun." Repressed on the tip of his tongue, Wei Wei murmured Wei Jun's name in a low voice.

"Wei Jun."

He called Wei Jun twice in succession, and the priority of each word was changing.

The person trapped between the bed and his arm looked at him silently and let him call his name without any response.

Until Pei Feng called out twice, he stopped.

"Drink water?" Wei Jun said, "You should be thirsty after talking for a while."

Pei Feng smiled self-deprecatingly: "Indeed."

Wei Jun protected his glass: "Then go get some water and drink more, I want it too."

Pei Feng stood up without complaint: "Are you hungry? I'll bring some more porridge."

"Okay." Wei Jun.

Pei Feng waved his hand for the second time and left in Wei Jun's sight. When the door was opened, the sunlight penetrating into the corridor surrounded him as he stepped out of the room. His black shirt was so dazzling that it turned white.

The ward fell into silence again.

Wei Jun maintained his indifferent expression, restrained cleanly, his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the outside.

However, he felt tired, and he was unwilling to put in effort for that possibility. Everyone got together and parted ways, so the ending just didn't work?

Why do you need to stick something.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone disturbed his thoughts. When he noticed the name on the screen, Wei Jun quickly took it: "Hello, Zhuang Ye?"

"I'm going to go to your place." Zhuang Ye's voice came from the phone, accompanied by the roar of traffic, it fell into Wei Jun's ears very penetratingly.

"Have you got in the car yet?" Wei Jun asked.

Zhuangye stopped, stood in front of the station, and watched the gradually approaching bus: "No."

"Fortunately, fortunately, I'm really sorry, I forgot to tell you, I have something to deal with, and I left my hometown early." Wei Jun apologized, "I'm really sorry, next time you are free, I will pick you up personally go play."

The bus stopped in front of Zhuangye, but because of Wei Jun's words, there was no need for him to get on the bus.

Wei Jun apologized and finally hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone with the screen turned off, Wei Jun sighed regretfully. What a great opportunity to get closer, but he just snatched it up. He said it was a next time appointment. When will the next time be available?

"looking at what?"

The sudden sound made Wei Jun tremble in shock, triggering a chain reaction that caused pain in his head and chest.

At some point, Pei Feng had already entered the room.

He probably didn't expect Wei Jun to have such a violent reaction, and his footsteps froze.

Wei Jun put the phone away: "I didn't look at anything." He glanced at the things in the person's hand, "Your hand is injured, why don't you ask a nurse to take care of me?"

"Skin trauma, it will be healed in a few days." Pei Feng replied indifferently.

Wei Jun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he couldn't help remembering the scene he saw before he fell into a coma. The other party rushed forward recklessly. Even now, he can still recall clearly, describing the other party's appearance in every detail.

Abandoning the calmness and self-control of the past, the flustered expression on the outside showed some kind of information to him.

If something really happened to him at that time, the other party's red eye circles would definitely shed tears.

Wei Jun: "You don't even care about your body, do you expect others to care?"

Pei Feng couldn't hide his pampering: "Of course I care, otherwise I'm in poor health..." How could I catch up with you.

Wei Jun: "It's good that you understand." Instead of exploring what the other party had said, he said, "Porridge."

Pei Feng opened the folding table installed on the hospital bed, put the steaming hot porridge on it, and Wei Jun broke off the chopsticks and placed them on his right hand.

If he didn't know that Wei Jun would definitely not agree, he would probably have to feed him spoonful by spoonful.

"You don't have to stay with me all the time." Although the porridge was brought by the other party, Wei Jun didn't intend to share it. He glanced at the person and said, "Go eat when you're hungry, and call the nurse over by the way. I'll pay for the nurse. By the way, there are also medical expenses and hospitalization expenses, you can send me a list, and I will transfer the money to you together."

Pei Feng: "Forgot."

Wei Jun froze when holding the chopsticks: "Then you can eat these yourself." After saying that, he was about to get out of bed.

Pei Feng pressed Wei Jun's shoulders, exerted a little force, and pushed him back into the soft mattress. He also followed Wei Jun's fall and pushed himself up.

Pei Feng clasped Wei Jun's chin, and his thumb crushed Wei Jun's rosy lips, and he gradually lowered his head.

The breath meets the lips.

Pei Feng approached seemingly absent-mindedly, but he didn't make it to the real place, and the lips of the person under him moved.

"Get angry again." Pei Feng restrained himself from touching Wei Jun's wound, tilted his head slightly, and moved away from the lips that were close at hand when he spoke. He was obviously only a hair away from grabbing the beauty "I will use another way to make you obedient."

The other way is self-evident.

Their breaths are entangled, and they will step on the forbidden ground with a slight movement.

Wei Jun sullenly said, "Okay, do you want love or not?" He doesn't want any money, so what else can he say, anyway, you are a big star who is not short of money, so if you want to be a big wronged person, just be it.

He is a poor man, happy to see it happen.

After all, the money is spent on oneself, who doesn't like whoring for nothing.

Seeing that the person was still pressing in front of him, Wei Jun reprimanded: "Go away, I'm hungry."