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

"Congratulations, Dad."

Zhong Xun was threatened, but his cheeks turned redder silently, and the tips of his ears were burning. He didn't answer, but hummed softly, making Chu Tingdong frowned again.

There was barely a little liquid left in the infusion bottle, so the nurse took the time to pull out the needle and told him to take the medicine.

After the nurse left, Zhong Xun twisted his wrist, his bones loosened, and he was tired. Now he felt hungry and wanted Chu Tingdong to buy him something.

But he didn't speak, Chu Tingdong suddenly raised his hand to him, Zhong Xun hugged his head completely subconsciously, and then was taken aback.

Chu Tingdong was also stunned, Zhong Xun blushed and was so embarrassed that he was at a loss.

He is too hypocritical, Chu Tingdong will not beat him, at least not on the hospital bed, Zhong Xun doesn't know what he is thinking, his body moves faster than his brain.

Chu Tingdong just wanted to rub his messy hair, staring at Zhong Xuncang's eyes that looked at him timidly in embarrassment, feeling as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle point.

"It's okay." Chu Tingdong stretched out his arms to hug him, Zhong Xun was still embarrassed, but reflexively hugged Chu Tingdong's waist.

Chu Tingdong pressed his chin against the top of his hair, pinched the back of his neck, and said, "I'll go buy you food, what do you want to eat? The doctor said to eat some liquid food for a few days."

Zhong Xun doesn't have any liquid food that he likes, anyway, it's clear soup with little water, he thinks it's all the same.

He just blushed blankly, Chu Tingdong was amused and helpless, and wanted to pinch his cheek with hatred, but that face was already so red and swollen that it made it impossible to stop, so he said to him, "I'll be back soon."

When Chu Tingdong went downstairs, Zhong Xun remembered to check the time, it was already early morning, and he had slept for more than six hours before.

The injury on Zhong Xun's face was not very serious, but the first slap was hard, and then Zhong Zhonglin was so angry that he was dizzy and dizzy, and he couldn't use his palms.

But the hit on his forehead was so painful that he couldn't help turning on the camera and looking at it with the front-facing lens. After a glance, his eyes widened and he blurted out swear words.

Fuck, this is too ugly.

Chu Tingdong can hold on to his bruised nose and swollen face, and now Zhong Xun feels that Chu Tingdong likes him a little more than Song Yiling likes that boy.

Chu Tingdong went to order a millet soup and came back, let him rest his stomach first, and eat when he feels better tomorrow.

The ward was a bit cold in the middle of the night, Zhong Xun wrapped the quilt tightly, leaned close to Chu Tingdong with a shy face, eagerly asked Chu Tingdong to feed him, Chu Tingdong held the bowl, picked up the spoon, and he lowered his head to suck.

Zhong Xun's mouth was broken a little, the tip of his tongue hurt when he touched it, and it hurt when he opened his mouth, but he still couldn't help but want to talk, he couldn't keep his lips together for a moment.

Chu Tingdong saw his brows furrowed, then let go, and then continued, almost laughed angrily, stretched out his hands to pinch his wet lips, Zhong Xun pouted between his fingers unhappily.

"Talking."

Chu Tingdong's voice was cold, but the corner of his mouth twitched.

Zhong Xun struggled to finish the millet soup, he was not sleepy now, and the pain sensation all over his body was also awake.

But I couldn't stay in the ward anymore, I felt uncomfortable lying down, and wanted to go around the corridor.

He didn't really need to be hospitalized, the injuries weren't too serious.

It was already very late, and Chu Tingdong wanted him to sleep, so he went through the hospitalization procedures.

Zhong Xun put on his coat and moved out of the ward. The corridor was very deserted. Now other patients were sleeping, and besides the stairs, he could vaguely hear footsteps walking in the hall on the first floor.

"Sit for a while." Seeing him wandering around, Chu Tingdong called him to a stop in a low voice.

Zhong Xun obediently went to sit on the bench in the corridor. His knee hurt a little because he bumped into it for some reason, and it was difficult to lift his leg. Chu Tingdong knelt down on one knee in front of him, and lifted his trouser leg again.

The ankle was swollen, and the snow-white flesh was red, and Zhong Xun didn't notice when it sprained.

No wonder I couldn't walk well just now.

"I'm too unlucky." Zhong Xun frowned and complained softly.

Chu Tingdong glanced at him, lowered his eyes, took an ice pack to apply to his ankles, and put a towel on it, but after holding it for a long time, his palms were still red with cold, Zhong Xun raised his fingertips and dipped them into his clean short hair.

Then Chu Tingdong grabbed his hand, rubbed his fingertips, turned his head and kissed the palm of his hand.

"Baby." Chu Tingdong called him in a low voice with red ears, gentle voice and eyes.

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded, staring at him blankly, blushing almost bleeding, his eyelashes trembling slightly, when he lowered his head, a tear suddenly fell on the back of his hand, he was inexplicably excited to tears.

Fuck, he realized belatedly that this gesture was too much like a marriage proposal.

Although Chu Tingdong did not propose to him, Zhong Xun felt that he was dizzy now, and probably he would agree to whatever Chu Tingdong said.

Chu Tingdong really wanted to tell him something, so he continued to apply Zhong Xun's ankle for a while, then asked him to look at him, and said to him, "When you recover, I will teach you how to wrestle."

"Uh..." Zhong Xun was stunned.

In fact, in terms of strength alone, Chu Tingdong felt that Zhong Xun's hands might be stronger than him, but Zhong Xun's hands were wild tricks, so he could only deal with people with similar physical strength as him.

Once there is a big difference in strength, with a physique like Zhong Zhonglin's, it will be very difficult for him to run.

Chu Tingdong didn't want him to fight with anyone again, but Zhong Xun's temper couldn't hold back for a while.

He at least wanted to keep him from being beaten again.

After all, he may not be able to appear in time every time, and Zhong Xun's slight departure from his sight makes him uneasy.

Speaking of this, Zhong Xun is still willing to learn, which is no better than some science and mathematics.

He drooped his thick eyelashes, looked at Chu Tingdong, he hadn't recovered yet, his cheeks were still red hot, he couldn't be more obedient and nodded and said: "Brother, I will obey you from now on."

He also said that it is enough to obey his advice and not to do anything wrong, Chu Tingdong raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at him, Zhong Xun smiled at him shyly, Chu Tingdong also wanted to laugh when he looked at him.

Seeing that Zhong Xun can't go to school like this, fortunately there is still a weekend to rest.

Zhong Xun went to the ward to lie down and sleep again, and was discharged from the hospital with Chu Tingdong the next day. He had a swollen face, and he didn't like to live in an Internet cafe, and it would be easy to be spotted if he went to the ice rink.

So Chu Tingdong wanted to find a hotel, but there were really no better conditions in the old town, and even the basic needs of being bright and clean were hard to meet.

"I think it's all good." Zhong Xun put on a black mask tightly to cover half of his face, pointed to a small hotel with a dilapidated front on the street, and whispered to him, "I've seen Song Yiling with someone here. Open room, it should be pretty good."

Chu Tingdong went to check in.

Zhong Xun was right behind him, and now he couldn't move anymore, unlike when he was holding back his strength to seduce Chu Tingdong, he wanted to wring out the water, and he was inexplicably ashamed.

Maybe it was thinking that Song Yiling had a room with someone here, and then he and Chu Tingdong came over, and when others glanced at him, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

In fact, people are looking at his bruised forehead.

Chu Tingdong didn't know what he was thinking about in his head, he pulled his wrist upstairs, the elevators in this hotel looked like they were crumbling, and they were as sloppy as Zhong Xun, so he felt that Song Yiling was really not particular.

Zhong Xun honestly recuperated from his illness in the hotel for a whole day. On Monday, Chu Tingdong was going to school and asked him to stay in the hotel to rest. He was unwilling and insisted on going.

"No matter what else you want to do, tell me first." Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and kissed his eyelashes, "I can only do it if I promise you, otherwise I won't do it."

Zhong Xun wanted to say why, but he didn't say it.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised Chu Tingdong, but he didn't do it at all.

Zhong Xun grunted in response, then raised his head to stare at Chu Tingdong's lips, he seemed to be addicted, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't kiss him, but the skin on the inside of his lips was broken, and Chu Tingdong was afraid that it would hurt his lips. Pain him, refused to kiss him.

He wants to absorb his temperature and breath, just like a fish migrating under the ice needs to chase the shadow of light and a steady stream of oxygen, he is just a small animal that survives by instinct.

Zhong Xun put his arms around his waist tightly, and Chu Tingdong held the back of his neck with his palm, forcing him to raise his head again, and then pressed his lips against him, rubbing against him slightly.

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When he arrived at school, Zhong Xun asked Song Yijin. Song Yijin's father was also an old friend of Zhong Zhonglin. Zhong Zhonglin sent him a wedding invitation, and he received a call last night saying that the wedding was postponed.

"I knew it must have been done by you." Song Yijin couldn't help looking at Zhong Xun's face, hissing non-stop.

But he just wanted to pull out his hair, and he didn't expect Zhong Xun to do such a thing. He was dumbfounded, and he felt sorry for him, "It's lucky that you didn't get beaten to death."

"Get lost." Zhong Xun waved his hands coldly.

Zhong Zhonglin postponed the wedding, and Zhong Xun temporarily stopped wanting to come out.

Wu Yulan already felt upset about the photo, Chu Tingdong was still taking Zhong Xun away at night, she didn't see Zhong Xun vomit some blood, only saw Zhong Xun being slapped and his cheeks were red and swollen.

She has seen it too many times over the years, and now she is gradually not moved by this.

What's more, not only Zhong Zhonglin, but even she felt very uncomfortable, wishing to slap Zhong Xun a few times.

In the evening, Zhong Xun went to the ice rink to help, Chu Tingdong went home after evening self-study, Wu Yulan frowned, and rarely stopped him with a cold face, "Come here, Mom has something to tell you."

Chu Tingdong raised his eyes, put down his schoolbag and walked over.

"What's on your mind?" Wu Yulan still feels oppressed, she doesn't even want to go to the bedroom, even after taking off those black and white photos, she still can't control the chills, "Do you think he's not too much?"

Chu Tingdong changed into his home clothes, his exposed arms were cold, white and thin, hanging by his side, with clear veins appearing even if he didn't exert himself.

Wu Yulan couldn't help slowing down her tone, remembering his legs, and said, "Don't get involved with him, who knows what will happen, even your Uncle Zhong can't control him..."

As she spoke, she sighed lightly.

"I don't think he did the right thing," Chu Tingdong said in a calm voice, his eyes were dark and narrow, unable to penetrate a ray of light, "but it's not surprising that he would do such a thing, so in comparison, I I don't think it's too much."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact objectively.

But Wu Yulan still stared at him in astonishment, and said in disbelief: "Do you know what I'm talking about? If it were you, would you treat your father like this?!"

Of course he won't.

So he felt that Zhong Xun was doing something wrong, and he didn't care at all. If Zhong Zhonglin was his father, it had nothing to do with him whether he married or not. He would not waste any time on this matter.

But Zhong Xun cared, so he provoked Zhong Zhonglin endlessly. Maybe he made Zhong Zhonglin feel angry, but he himself was not happy enough. Even if it was revenge, what kind of revenge was it?

Chu Tingdong would not use this method of piercing himself with the point of the knife in reverse.

Just like Zhong Xun was in a hurry to come out of the closet, but Chu Tingdong thought more than him. He never said the word "like", but he really wanted to be with Zhong Xun, not the Gao who met in a hurry. Three years.

Therefore, he has no plans to come out for the time being, at least until a better time.

His starting point is to keep Zhong Xun from being hurt.

Wu Yulan met his indifferent eyes, and felt for the first time that the son who had been separated from her for many years was so cold-blooded. Her lips trembled and she asked him, "Don't you have a father? Don't you think about his feelings?" ?”

At the end of her speech, her tone became lighter, not confident enough.

Chu Tingdong was not willing to answer such a question that he asked knowingly, she knew better than him what kind of person his father was, so no matter how reluctant she was, she left him behind and left the Chu family.

"Mom," Chu Tingdong said in a low voice, "Why do you need to ask this? You should also know that I am just a tool for him to gain fame. To become a champion, if I can do it well, I am decent enough to be recognized by the Chu family. I am his son."

"I don't mean to make you sad, and I don't want to contradict you, but I can't blame Xiao Xun, and I don't want to blame him. Don't you understand? Why did he do this?"

Wu Yulan almost failed to understand what he said, she was so shocked that her eyes turned red, she couldn't understand how he became so mean.

Chu Tingdong stood there for a while, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

Zhong Xun didn't go home until after three o'clock in the middle of the night. He was shoveling snow outside the ice rink with Song Yijin, and couldn't help but ran to play games. He hurried back to Chu Tingdong for a message and didn't dare to read it again.

His whole body was cold, he went to take a shower, sneaked into Chu Tingdong's room, got under his quilt, then rubbed against his chest, carefully wrapped his arms around his neck.

Chu Tingdong didn't fall asleep, he opened his eyes and looked at him, Zhong Xun felt guilty for a while, so he kissed him first anyway.

He took the initiative to lean over and put his lips and tongue, and his back was numb after being swallowed up, so his face was flushed and he hid back.

"Brother, why haven't you slept yet?" Zhong Xun asked in a low voice.

Chu Tingdong lowered his eyelashes, hugged the baby who couldn't help but grind his teeth, and asked him, "What do you think?"

Zhong Xun chuckled, and rushed over again, he was still chilled after staying outside for a long time, even though Chu Tingdong's body temperature was not very high, this embrace was quite warm for him.

His eyelashes trembled wildly, he kissed blindly with his eyes closed, and even rubbed the heels of his legs against Chu Tingdong, it was dishonest to be held down.

Chu Tingdong blocked his mouth with the little orangutan, not allowing him to hum, hooked his fingertips and leaned over, Zhong Xuncai blushed and did not dare to move, he sat obediently, clenched Chu Tingdong's fingertips tightly. brunette.

Wait until the weekend.

Both Zhong Zhonglin and Wu Yulan went to relatives' homes, and they won't be back until tomorrow, only Chu Tingdong and Zhong Xun are left at home.

Zhong Xun still wanted to sleep in, so Chu Tingdong picked him up to do his homework. He lingered in front of the desk, and didn't know how many questions he had done. Before noon, he began to cry loudly.

"You abused me." Zhong Xun accused him feebly.

Chu Tingdong gave him a funny look, rubbed his head, and said lightly: "I won't abuse you now, what do you want to eat?"

"Want to go out to eat?" Zhong Xun stood up.

Chu Tingdong said, "I'll make it for you."

Zhong Xun didn't expect him to be able to cook, so he said stinkingly, "Anyway, as long as you can eat."

But I didn't expect Chu Tingdong to do a decent job.

After all, whether at home or abroad, Chu Tingdong has lived alone for a long time, so he can't cook any big meals, and it's more than enough to fool a fool.

After eating, Zhong Xun took the initiative to wash the dishes.

He hugged Chu Tingdong and slept for a while, he couldn't go back to his bedroom to sleep, no matter how he lay down, he couldn't close his eyes, he could only hug the pillow and rub against Chu Tingdong's bed.

In the afternoon, Zhong Xun slipped out for a walk.

When he came back, Chu Tingdong spent half the night analyzing the wrong questions in the last monthly exam for him, and it didn't end until the night fell.

Zhong Xun listened carefully at first, and when he was tired, he leaned on Chu Tingdong's body. He raised his head slightly, and rubbed the tip of his nose against Chu Tingdong's cold white side of his neck.

Zhong Xun's eyes were dizzy red, trembling, he leaned over and kissed.

I don't know who turned off the light in the bedroom.

Chu Tingdong hugged Zhong Xun, separated his legs with his knees, lowered his head to suck on Zhong Xun's lips, and kissed him lightly, Zhong Xun's white and fragile Adam's apple rolled, and took a bite on his lips.

So Chu Tingdong's sucking and biting movements also became more ferocious, until Zhong Xun's lips were moist and hot, so red and swollen that he couldn't touch them, he finally stopped.

Zhong Xun's cheeks were divided into half-brightness and half-darkness by the light coming in from the window, Chu Tingdong looked at him and couldn't take his eyes off.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are bright and clean, his complexion is extremely fair, with a thin blush, but the color of his lips seems to have been ravaged, as if half of him is always pure, while the other half has fallen with him.

"You're hugging too tightly." Zhong Xun couldn't breathe, and complained to him in a low voice.

Chu Tingdong let go of him slowly, stroked his thin, sweaty face with his palm, and went to the kitchen to cook him a supper.

Zhong Xun chased after him insatiably, put his arms around his waist from behind, tiptoed to kiss the back of his neck and the base of his ears, then stretched out his hand, and cupped his face affectionately with his white and cold fingertips.

Chu Tingdong couldn't bear his calmness, and he didn't even figure out what he wanted to do, so he took the initiative to greet him, and gave him what he wanted.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he lowered his head to kiss him again.

As if to swallow him into the lungs.

Zhong Xun was kissed until his whole body was hot, his eyes were wet and red, he swallowed weakly in his throat, and grabbed Chu Tingdong's shoulders, as if he was going to be deeply embedded in his arms, making it difficult to open.

No one expected that someone would come back suddenly in the middle of the night, nor did they hear the deliberately lowered door in the living room behind them.

Until Zhong Zhonglin's furious voice suddenly sounded like thunder, "What are you doing?!"

Zhong Xun froze violently and was almost frightened to death.

Before he recovered, Chu Tingdong had already grabbed his wrist and pushed him behind him.

Zhong Zhonglin's eyes were tearing, his lips were trembling. He had faintly sensed that something was wrong before, but he still didn't dare to imagine the scene he saw just now, and reached out to grab the baseball bat placed at the door.

His chest rose and fell violently, and time and space seemed to stand still, only the sound of his extraordinarily heavy breathing could be heard.

"Get out of the way!!" Zhong Zhonglin raised his baseball bat and angrily reprimanded Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong didn't move at all.

Zhong Zhonglin's lips were trembling until it turned purple, and he was holding the baseball bat tightly in his hand, trying to swing it down.

But Chu Tingdong blocked Zhong Xun so much that not even a lock of hair was exposed, his eyes were red with anger, but he still couldn't do anything.

"You...you," Zhong Zhonglin cursed with blood pouring from his chest and the top of his head swollen, "How did I raise such a lowly son?! Did I give birth to a beast?!"

He could see clearly with both eyes, Zhong Xun hooked Chu Tingdong's back neck, and his whole body was soft and sticky wrapped around him.

Kissing shamelessly, like a whore.

Zhong Xun's mind went blank, he trembled all over, fear, disappointment, anger, unreasonable grievances... all intertwined together.

It turned out that it was only him to blame.

He imagined the scene of being smashed by Zhong Zhonglin countless times, but he never imagined that on this day, the blood in his whole body still seemed to be flowing countercurrently, his eyelashes were raised, and the disgust and disgust in Zhong Zhonglin's eyes , undisguisedly overflowing.

Zhong Zhonglin couldn't understand why his ex-wife suddenly divorced him back then. He took it for granted that she was a model, who knew what she did behind his back, she must be with other men.

That's why we have to divorce.

But he never expected that the son she gave birth to would be so cheap in his bones.

Zhong Xun's pretty and beautiful face was still flushed, the corners of his eyes were wet, and his lips were wet and red. Zhong Zhonglin was so disgusted that he almost had the urge to vomit.

"Get out, get out!" Zhong Zhonglin sat down on the sofa overwhelmed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, "Chu Tingdong, you are a sensible child, why are you messing around with him? I won't beat you , you are not allowed to mess with me again, Zhong Xun, go to live in school, you are so fucking shameless? Auntie is pregnant, do you know?"

He and Wu Yulan had wanted to have another child for a long time, but they were so disappointed with Zhong Xun that they had no hope. They had tried all these years, but they couldn't have one, and now they were suddenly pregnant again.

I didn't expect to see such a thing when I got home. Fortunately, Wu Yulan stayed with her relatives and didn't come back tonight.

Otherwise, I will be pissed off again and affect the children.

Zhong Xun froze in place.

In fact, Zhong Xun remembered that Zhong Zhonglin was kind to him before.

He started to remember things at a very young age, and he was particularly impressed. In the year when Zhong Zhonglin and Wu Yulan got married, he remembered being left at home on the eve of the night when the fireworks were deep and brilliant. It was snowing, and Zhong Zhonglin didn't pick him up. That phone call from the past.

He also remembered that he was sent away and stayed at his uncle's house for a year. At first he lived with his grandparents, but was picked up again.

He had a high fever all night, and his consciousness was fuzzy, but he still remembered the restless eyes that fell on him.

Then he was sent home again.

Probably when he was sent back, Zhong Zhonglin suddenly took several big orders and made a lot of money.

He paid attention to these things, and felt that this child brought him luck, so he became friendly towards Zhong Xun, but Zhong Xun didn't understand at the time, he just felt that his father seemed to like him very much.

He went to elementary school, and Zhong Zhonglin would pick him up by bike whenever he was free, and would call him when he was not at home.

In the evening, when he arrived home, Zhong Zhonglin was not there. He thought that Zhong Zhonglin was on a business trip again, but he didn’t expect Zhong Zhonglin to come back suddenly. He picked up a pigeon that couldn’t fly, hid it mysteriously in his bag, and showed it to him. .

It was rare for Zhong Zhonglin to be so gentle to him, and Zhong Xun felt shy. He opened his eyes wide and didn't dare to approach him, but with a red face, he hid in the bedroom and looked at him.

Zhong Zhonglin smiled and didn't rush him. He sat in the living room, looking for an angle that Zhong could see, checked the wings of the little pigeon, and found that there was no major problem, so he went to the window and let it fly.

The sunset was brilliant, and Zhong Xun saw the pigeon fly away, with red light shining on its wings, Zhong Zhonglin turned his head and smiled at him.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked over timidly. He was too young at that time, and he still didn't understand the feeling of warmth, sourness and melancholy in his heart.

Later, when Zhong Zhonglin hadn't hit him, he thought about it, and he understood that he was regretting that he didn't have the courage to go over at that time.

Then there was no chance.

Zhong Xun didn't even notice when his tears came down, his eyes were blurred, his cheeks were soaked, he didn't know why he was crying, because he was degraded, because he was shameless and shameless, or because he was finally accepted. give up completely.

"Congratulations, Dad." Zhong Xun's voice trembled.

The author says:

Good night, Xiao Zhong doesn't want them this time.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!