Confession

Jiang Yang followed Lin Xu's instructions and went to get his underwear from the cabinet. The drawer was opened, and all the black and white underwear was rolled into a tube and placed in a storage box, and socks were placed in the storage box on the other side.

Helping others to hold their underwear is too intimate, a bit unclear and ambiguous.

Jiang Yang's breathing was a little heavy, and the urge to calm down with a cigarette tended to return.

He took a deep breath, took one and walked to the bathroom.

Jiang Yang knocked on the door, and the door was opened a crack. He handed in his underwear, and the person inside pulled out the underwear quickly like a squirrel.

This time Lin Xu didn't delay, he opened the door after getting dressed, and the steam gushed out, crazily rushing out with people around him.

Seeing the master coming out, Lele ran over quickly, stood beside her and wagged her tail.

The flush from the steam on Lin Xu's cheeks didn't go away, and so did his neck. The porcelain-white skin was slightly red, faintly visible, as if rendered by spring cherry blossoms, and water droplets flowed from his wet hair, resembling ink paintings.

Jiang Yang looked at him for a few seconds, put a towel on his head and wiped it, and dried up the excess water, "Change the medicine first, and then I'll blow your hair."

Lin Xu obeyed Jiang Yang's arrangement, and now he was like an ignorant child who couldn't take care of himself, and needed others to take care of everything and arrange it properly.

Lele followed Lin Xu on his heels, saw him sitting on the sofa, jumped up hard, and followed him onto the sofa.

Jiang Yang originally thought it was going to be mischievous, but the dog didn't do anything extra and just hugged Lin Xu. He leaned against Lele very relaxedly, like a big doll on his pillow, and he didn't dislike the dog smell on it.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang smiled, "What's its name? I've seen it several times and I don't even know its name."

"Lele."

Lele found that Lin Xu was looking at her, and licked him flatteringly.

Lin Xu frowned, with disgust in his eyes, he turned his head to avoid its tongue.

Jiang Yang held Lin Xu's hand, and peeled off the drenched gauze layer by layer. The blood stains became heavier as he peeled off. Lin Xu held his breath and endured the pain in his palm.

——It’s very strange, it’s clear that the medicine in the sky doesn’t hurt so much, when the doctor changed the medicine, he seemed to be insensitive, without expression at all, looking at the wound expressionlessly, numb and empty.

At this moment, the pain was so fierce that Lin Xu couldn't bear it at all, his face twisted, and he took a painful breath.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Yang's expression was stern, and he carefully wiped the blood with a clean gauze.

The palm is still bloody and bloody, with crescent-shaped wounds all over it, and the flesh is turned to the sides, exposing the bright red tender flesh inside, and the edges are a little white after being soaked in water for so long, and the blood is mixed with light yellow effusion. .

Lin Xu said truthfully, "A little bit, I can bear it."

"It's the first time I've seen a person like you. If you're not happy, you'll hurt yourself." Jiang Yang took out iodophor and sprayed it on the wound, "How many times can your hand withstand this?"

... This is already the third time.

Lin Xu didn't dare to say.

During the period when he was in the worst condition, he often hurt himself. There was a long scar on his left wrist, which gradually faded after using scar removal products over the years.

Lin Xu's hands were raised with palms facing up, his arms were thin and thin, the skin on the inside was delicate, and the scar on his wrist was very eye-catching.

Jiang Yang naturally saw it, frowned and asked, "What's going on with you?"

Lin Xu panicked and made excuses hastily, "When I was young, I was ignorant at the time. I fished in the fish tank and cut my wrist in the end."

He obviously writes novels, so it stands to reason that he should be able to write stories at his fingertips, but every time he faces Jiang Yang, all his skills are cleared.

The more you want to behave well, the more you expose your clumsy nature.

"You can cut your wrist even when fishing?" Jiang Yang glanced at him, "Senior, if you don't know this scar, you think it was a wrist cut."

Lin Xu's temples were swollen and painful, and his head was heavy and dizzy, "How... how is it possible, whoever has nothing to do will cut his wrists."

His fingers curled up, not sure if it was pain or something else.

Jiang Yang didn't speak, and didn't know whether he believed it or not.

He waited for the povidone iodine to dry, washed the yellowed skin with a cotton swab dipped in normal saline, and then applied ointment to the wound.

"You really can't toss about the wound anymore. I see that the surrounding area is starting to be red and swollen, and there is a tendency to become inflamed. Just in case, it's better to take some anti-inflammatory medicine." Jiang Yang was afraid of Lin Xu's pain when applying the medicine, so he moved lightly and blew Twice, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Xu leaned on the sofa, his eyelids were heavy, and he tried his best to answer: "Well, it's okay. Are you so proficient in taking medicine?"

"I like sports, playing basketball, swimming, and extreme sports, such as skydiving and bungee jumping." Jiang Yang held Lin Xu's hand and carefully spread the gel evenly. It is impossible to go to the hospital every time, and it will happen by itself over time."

Lin Xu gave a lazy hum, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

Jiang Yang felt that Lin Xu's skin was very hot, and felt something was wrong, "Senior, do you have a fever?"

"I don't know." Lin Xu was very tired, his head was pillowed on the sofa, his hair soaked the fabric of the sofa, the flush on his face faded, and there was still no trace of blood.

Jiang Yang didn't dare to delay, so he speeded up, wrapped Lin Xu's hands, and went to find a hair dryer to blow his hair.

At this moment, Jiang Yang received a call. Lin Xu just closed his eyes, not falling asleep, and the words of the conversation fell into his ears.

"I might not be able to do it today. I have to do it today? Can I change the time?" Jiang Yang was helpless, "The fans won't be so unkind."

The other party said something else, Jiang Yang sighed, and walked to the bathroom, "Okay, I will try my best. You can temporarily set it at 10:30... Then I have something to do here, or change the time?"

"Okay, I see." Jiang Yang hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa casually, plugged in the hair dryer and let Lin Xu dry his hair.

Jiang Yang controls the hair dryer with one hand, and skillfully fiddles with the hair with the other, so that the hot air can blow evenly.

Lin Xu was sitting quietly, accompanied by a dog, and someone he liked was blowing his hair. This was a scene that he couldn't even imagine in his dreams.

He stared blankly at the void in front of him, mist gathered in his eyes.

From taking a bath, changing his dressing, to blowing his hair, he was taken care of by Jiang Yang from head to toe.

Lin Xu's nasal cavity was sour, as if a plate of lemon juice had been knocked over, the sour taste invaded his body like crazy, this strong stimulation also had a slight sweet taste.

This bit of sweetness is enough to fill up all the loneliness Lin Xu has experienced in the past five years.

"Are you still busy?"

The noise of the hair dryer is not loud, and Lin Xu's voice is very soft.

Jiang Yang hummed, and his movements were gentle, "Before get off work, Xiaowen told me to make an appointment for a live broadcast, and take advantage of the popularity of "Chess Pieces" to chat with fans."

"Then go and do your work." Lin Xu closed his eyes, feeling the hair brushing against his face, feeling drowsy, "I can do it myself."

"What can you do?" Jiang Yang asked back, "Take medicine or cook by yourself? Do you have medicine at home?"

Lin Xu's head lit like a chicken pecking at rice, and he was about to fall asleep in the next second, "I can buy it and order takeaway."

Jiang Yang smiled, "Would you buy it?"

Lin Xu didn't answer, and fell asleep with his head down.

This posture exposed his neck, slightly protruding a section of cervical vertebrae, and Jiang Yang rubbed it lightly, feeling the unevenness of the bone knots.

"Ugh...it's so hot." Lin Xu leaned against Lele's body, avoiding the blower blowing towards a certain place, making his scalp painful and hot.

Jiang Yang came back to his senses and took the hair dryer away, "Sorry."

Lin Xu was in a daze, as if he heard Jiang Yang's voice, and unconsciously agreed, "Well...it's okay."

Jiang Yang was amused by his appearance, and his soft hair slid over his fingertips, "Senior, you really need no one to take care of you."

"Hmm..." Lin Xu answered every question he had while sleeping, his voice swirling in his throat, "I want...to be taken care of."

Those two words were spoken softly and vaguely. Jiang Yang couldn't hear clearly, so he turned off the hair dryer, "Senior, what are you talking about? Who wants to take care of you?"

Lin Xu didn't answer any more and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Yang touched his forehead, it was hot, and he didn't want to talk and laugh, so he quickly carried him back to the room, covered him with a quilt, and went home to find a thermometer and antipyretics.

Lele seemed to know that Lin Xu was ill, obediently lying on the bed, with her head resting on Lin Xu's lap.

Jiang Yang wanted to drive the dog out of bed to prevent bacteria from affecting Lin Xu, but he thought that it should be approved by Lin Xu for it to go to bed so freely, so he didn't care.

Lin Xu's fever reached 38.9 degrees. Apart from a cold, Jiang Yang guessed that it might have something to do with the wound. He didn't pay much attention to it when he touched the water repeatedly.

Jiang Yang was angry and helpless, but fortunately, he had antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines at home. He poured a glass of warm water and called Lin Xu to take the medicine.

Lin Xu's sleep was not good. When he closed his eyes, he was filled with all kinds of dreams. When he opened his eyes, his pupils were not in focus.

Jiang Yang brought the medicine in his palm to Lin Xu's mouth, "Senior, come, take the medicine before going to sleep."

Lin Xu was stunned, opened his mouth to swallow the pill, drank a big mouthful of water, fell back on the bed and continued to sleep.

Jiang Yang glanced at the time, and wanted to twist a cold towel to apply to Lin Xu's forehead, but was stopped before he got up.

Lin Xu didn't open his eyes, he was very uneasy, his breathing was a little short, his eyes rolled, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was very sad.

"You...don't go." Lin Xu's voice was aggrieved and hoarse.

Jiang Yang's heart softened. Hearing this tone and tone, a certain guess he had had was confirmed.

He held Lin Xu's hand instead, and coaxed in a low voice: "I won't leave, I will always be with the senior."

Lin Xu didn't know what he had dreamed of, he was panting sadly, his eyelashes were wet, and he muttered, "Why..."

"Ok?"

"Ear studs...why did you take off my ear studs?" Lin Xu turned sideways, buried his face in the pillow, a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes, "Why are you being nice to me..."

Jiang Yang looked at the man in the nightmare with deep eyes, stroked Lin Xu's soft hair, and inadvertently glanced at the white medicine box on the desk in the distance.

Pills are scattered on the table, as if they are often taken.

Jiang Yang felt strange in his heart, and wanted to go over to have a look, but was pulled even tighter by Lin Xu, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Do you know...you know..." Lin Xu asked sadly and stubbornly, with sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, "Why...why..."

Jiang Yang sighed silently, touched Lin Xu's hot face, leaned over and kissed him on the tip of his nose, his dark eyes were bright, and whispered, "Because you like me, Lin Xu."

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Seeking starfish, thank you for feeding~