I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"I was forced to feel pain in my heart by the overflowing pity."

Zhong Xun felt oppressed and suffocated in his chest, he was stunned by the slap, and now he gradually came to his senses, he looked up at Chu Tingdong in panic, but he could only see Chu Tingdong's cold white and clear jaw line.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun grabbed his wrist and pulled him, and signaled him to leave it alone with his eyes, but Chu Tingdong didn't move.

Zhong Zhonglin sat on the sofa covering his heart and panted for several minutes, his lips were purple, and he couldn't even stand up. He never thought that Zhong Xun would change his wedding photos into posthumous photos.

He shook his hands to get the photo, tore it up and threw it towards Zhong Xun, feeling dizzy for a while.

Wu Yulan quickly patted him on the back to cheer him up, and went to pour him a glass of water, and found out the antihypertensive medicine in a panic before handing it to Zhong Zhonglin. She suddenly remembered another more important thing.

She turned pale and embarrassed and went to the master bedroom again, and opened the video to be used in the wedding. Sure enough, Zhong Xun didn't even let this go.

Eyes are full of thick black and white.

Even though Zhong Xun cut her off, leaving only the part of Zhong Zhonglin's photo, Wu Yulan couldn't help being pinned down, feeling too bad luck, which made her tremble all over.

This time it was too much, she couldn't believe how she looked when she saw Zhong Xun for the first time.

She thought that he was at least a normal and sensible child at that time, how could he become so cruel and vicious to do such a thing to her father.

That face was scarred and gorgeous, like a crushed and poisoned poppy, she didn't want to take a second look at it, but she felt her scalp go numb when she looked at Shang Zhong's eyes full of hatred.

How can she marry Zhong Zhonglin now?

Even if there are backed up photos and videos, when she sees them later, she will think of these bleak black-and-white photos, making people feel like swallowing flies, and she almost feels sick.

What made her even more sad and disappointed was that Chu Tingdong came to take care of this matter again. She seemed to have been slapped on the face, and she was ashamed to face Zhong Zhonglin again.

Zhong Xun's stomach was hot and burning, so that he couldn't feel the pain on his face at all.

He didn't want to leave, and was supported by Chu Tingdong for a while, and when he lowered his head again, he retched, and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

His fingertips were pale and cold, with a sticky and glaring red dripping down.

He himself didn't notice it, but Chu Tingdong held up his cheeks and met Chu Tingdong's cold and uncontrollable horrified gaze, so he felt that something was wrong.

Zhong Zhonglin was also taken aback when he raised his head, but he sat on the sofa with a sullen face and didn't move at all.

Chu Tingdong frowned deeply, picked up Zhong Xun and left, ignoring Zhong Zhonglin and the others.

When he raised his leg to open the door, Wu Yulan happened to come out of the bedroom. Seeing that he was about to leave, she panicked and shouted behind him through gritted teeth, "Where are you going so late?!"

"Hospital." Chu Tingdong dropped two words in a cold voice.

Chu Tingdong's palms were covered in cold sweat, and even his forehead and back were numb from the cold. Even if he met Zhu Qin and the others in the alley before, Zhong Xun had never been beaten like this.

His face was covered with blue and red criss-cross wounds, his lips were pale and haggard, his throat kept bleeding, and he leaned against his arms so thin that his bones were so thin that they were hand-wrenching, his eyelashes drooped lifelessly, and his head drooped.

Zhong Xun was still a little conscious at first, clutching Chu Tingdong's sweater with his fingertips, vaguely feeling someone hugging him tightly, and when the taxi drove halfway, he passed out completely, even breathing weakly like a cat cub.

When he woke up again, the incandescent lamp above his head was dazzling, and his nose was filled with the familiar smell of disinfectant.

He opened his eyes slightly, and wanted to raise his wrist, but he didn't. He was pale and thin, and there was an infusion needle stuck in the back of his bony hand, which was firmly held by Chu Tingdong's finger bones.

He lay with his neck stiff, and in a ridiculous posture, he turned his head to look at Chu Tingdong with difficulty.

The hospital bed was next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Tingdong's face looked even colder and paler in the dark night, his thin lips were pursed, and there was a faint blue color under his eyelids, as if he had never fallen asleep.

"Brother." Zhong Xun's voice was trembling, and he uttered a syllable in a low voice. He felt a burning pain in his throat, a sudden shock in his chest, and almost coughed out.

"Hush," Chu Tingdong raised his hand to cover his mouth, lowered his eyes to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk yet."

He moistened Zhong Xun's lips with a cotton swab, and then switched to a spoon to feed him water bit by bit. The burning pain in Zhong Xun's throat subsided a little, and he realized how hoarse his voice was.

There were still fingerprints on the side of Zhong Xun's fair neck. He was pinched by Zhong Zhonglin, suffocated for a short time, vomited some blood, got up, and caused throat inflammation. Now all the infusions are anti-inflammatory drugs.

"Are you still sleepy?" Chu Tingdong fiddled with the sweat-drenched hair beside his ears with his fingertips, the emotions in his eyes were too complicated, Zhong Xun was dazed, and then heard Chu Tingdong ask him , "Sleep a little longer? I'll buy you some porridge."

When Zhong Xun was asked by him, he felt so hungry that his whole body became weak, as if he hadn't eaten for several days, but he didn't want Chu Tingdong to go, so he hooked a finger around Chu Tingdong's hand.

"Okay, then I'll go later." Chu Tingdong sat down again, tucking his cold hands under the quilt.

The eyelid on one side of Zhong Xun was swollen, and he felt the heavy pressure, making him unable to lift his eyelashes, so he could only open the other eye as wide as possible, looking carefully at Chu Tingdong's face.

It's kind of funny to look at.

Chu Tingdong was provoked by him to raise the corners of his lower lip slightly, but his brows were furrowed again, and he raised his hand to caress his slender and fragile neck, which was as thin as skin and bones.

Zhong Xun felt itchy, and couldn't help shivering slightly, so he moved his hands away, and seriously applied the ice pack to his red and swollen cheeks.

"The doctor said gastric ulcer." Chu Tingdong told him.

Zhong Xun was prone to stomach pains, he didn't eat at home, and mixed with Song Yijin and the others, so he didn't necessarily go out to eat every day, and stayed in barbecue stalls or small roadside shops all year round.

I can't control my mouth and often drink alcohol.

Now being restrained by Chu Tingdong, at least he can eat a few meals, but he is uncontrollably angry and depressed. The doctor said that he has had a stomach ulcer for a while, but it was not as serious as before.

After Zhong Xun heard this, he opened his lips stupidly, he licked his dry lips, and then squeezed them again.

Fuck, he had no idea.

He was a little worried, and with a hoarse voice, he asked Chu Tingdong in a daze, "Brother, I won't die, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Chu Tingdong frowned even deeper, and said in a low voice.

There was still a faint smell of blood in Zhong Xun's mouth, and now he vaguely remembered that his fingertips were dripping wet, as if he was vomiting blood, dripping down his fingertips, no wonder Chu Tingdong suddenly His expression became so terrified.

He had never seen such an expression on Chu Tingdong's face before, he thought that Chu Tingdong would be cold and calm no matter what time it came.

He wanted to laugh heartlessly, but the lying silkworm was already bent, and when he pulled the corner of his mouth, he hissed immediately in pain, his head was dizzy, his eyelids were so sore that he couldn't open them, and he couldn't laugh all at once.

Chu Tingdong was so angry that he felt uncomfortable. Seeing that he was getting better, he rubbed his hot cheek with the back of his hand and asked him, "Did you deliberately go back by yourself without waiting for me?"

Zhong Xun's eyelashes drooped, and he pursed his lips and did not speak.

He did go home alone on purpose, and he didn't go upstairs until Zhong Zhonglin and the others were almost home.

It took him several nights to change the photos and videos, and of course he didn't want to miss Zhong Zhonglin's expression.

He also knew that he would definitely be beaten, but he still went.

Even if he hasn't heard what Zhong Zhonglin said about the wedding, but based on his understanding of Zhong Zhonglin, Zhong Zhonglin must feel extremely ashamed, at least for the time being, the wedding cannot be held.

Not bad.

But Zhong Xun also knew that normal people would definitely not be able to accept his mental illness, such as changing his father's posthumous photos, no matter how sick he was, it was impossible for him to wait for Chu Tingdong to go with him.

"I originally wanted to make trouble at the wedding," Zhong Xun's beautiful eyelashes curled a little, curled his lips, and said indifferently, "I went to the wedding company's employee who was in charge of this order, and said I was Zhong Zhonglin's Son, he asked me to come over to help contact, and then wait for them not to pay attention, and then replace the video and photos."

Chu Tingdong couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, he just looked at him.

"Who knew this old man was on guard against me?" Zhong Xun lay weak all over, trying to sit up and infuse, Chu Tingdong went to roll up the hospital bed, Zhong Xun lowered his eyelashes and smiled, "He and the wedding company People in the hotel and the hotel said that he has no children, so no one believed me and didn't let me intervene."

"However, even if I'm allowed to go, there may be no way. After all, before the wedding begins, there will definitely be a second inspection. By then, the old man will not be able to cope with it, and he will trouble me for nothing. The wedding will have to continue."

"What am I trying to do? It's better to just annoy him first, and let's talk about the rest."

Zhong Xun even wanted to go to the master of ceremonies and find a way to get the master of ceremonies not to host, and instead he would be the master of ceremonies for Zhong Zhonglin.

Then there will be many good shows to watch, and he will definitely make Zhong Zhonglin not want to get married again in his life.

But it was also not feasible, and he had no choice but to choose the worst way.

"Actually, it might be okay to break in at the wedding venue." Zhong Xun pursed his lips until they turned red.

Those eyes are beautiful and bright, they have lost a lot of weight, and the eye sockets are even deeper. Between the white walls and beds in the hospital, under his deliberate expression, they look very beautiful.

He himself felt that this appearance was disgusting enough, so he just looked at Chu Tingdong, and said with a sneer: "Doesn't he like to be ashamed, so I went to ruin his place, at worst, he said that I deliberately provoked, and I went to jail for a few days Years, it's not like I haven't been there before."

Zhong Xun was almost dissuaded by No. [-] High School before, and it was because of this that he fought with Zhu Qin and the others, and was detained once by the police station.

At that time, Zhong Zhonglin's face will be embarrassed, how can he raise his head in front of his relatives and friends?

This wedding would become a laughingstock, Zhong Zhonglin definitely couldn't bear it, wished he would spend his entire life in prison, tortured all his life, not to be released to harm others again.

Chu Tingdong remained silent, pulled up the loose trouser legs of Zhong Xun's hospital gown, and looked at the bruises on his calf.

"That's it," Zhong Xun dodged a little bit, his ankles retracted a little, he hung his head, his stomach was stabbed again and again, a desire to vomit suddenly surged in his throat, and his eyes were sore Swelling, and the nasal voice is also a bit thick, "Even if you don't find it annoying, don't worry about me, you will regret it."

If Zhong Zhonglin can't be stopped this time, he will definitely go too far next time.

Chu Tingdong couldn't bear it anymore, even if he moved his eyes away, or even closed his eyes completely, his eyes were still glaring red, and the endless scars and bruises on Zhong Xun's body made his chest uncontrollably angry to the point of flaming, a little Looking at his face one more time, the overflowing pity made my heart ache.

This broken mouth is still chattering, and the tip of the knife will only pierce himself and those who love him.

But Zhong Xun couldn't help but want to say, Chu Tingdong still let him finish, Zhong Xun spit out so many words in one breath, his throat was so sore that he was on fire, but he felt much better in his heart, even if he spoke in a low voice, he knew that Chu Tingdong Ting Dong must be listening.

After he finished speaking, he secretly raised his thin red eyelids to look at Chu Tingdong's face, and Chu Tingdong held his hand and rubbed it for a moment.

Then he tore off some medical tape, pursed his lips, and lowered his eyes to his mouth.

Zhong Xun's eyes widened and his lips moved, trying to get the tape off, but Chu Tingdong was not glued very tightly, so he rubbed it away a little, but he still kept quiet.

"Zhong Xun." Chu Tingdong's voice was also a little hoarse, and Zhong Xun's spine was numb when he called him, and his cheeks blushed quietly.

He met Shang Chu Tingdong's eyes, those eyes were full of suppressed tenderness and distress, which made him feel as uncomfortable as his heart being clenched, "If I see you hurt again, I will lock you up."

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