Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

Not long after eating, there was a knock on the door outside.

Qiao Wan'an usually doesn't have many friends, so both of them thought that the assistant came to deliver the pants. Chu Yan was wrapped in a bath towel and it was hard to see others, so Qiao Wan'an had to go.

Qiao Wan'an opened the door and was stunned. She didn't expect to meet Guo Hui, who was frowning and holding his nose in disgust.

Behind her, is the assistant with the bag in his hand.

Qiao Wan'an never thought that such a dilapidated place like him could invite two big Buddhas back and forth.

Seeing that Qiao Wan'an didn't move, Chu Yan got up, "What's wrong? An'an."

Hearing Chu Yan's voice, Guo Hui's face turned even worse towards Qiao Wan'an.

She went to see Chu Yan in the past few days, but was rejected for various reasons. She felt that something was wrong, and after asking the assistant repeatedly, she learned that Chu Yan went to see Qiao Wanwan.

When he walked into this building, he still couldn't believe that Qiao Wan'an actually tricked his son into such a place.

Just the narrow corridors and the painted railings, as well as the dark spots on the walls, the whole building is full of dirty and poor smells.

If it wasn't for looking for her son, she wouldn't have come to this kind of place.

"Good night, Qiao, you actually abducted my son to such a place!"

Qiao Wan'an is cowardly in his bones. Facing the powerful Guo Hui, he never dared to speak back before.

The last time he was in the hospital, it was because of Bai Jinzhou's presence, and he was so angry that Guo Hui slandered Bai Jinzhou, so he didn't know where he got the courage to talk back to her.

But when it came to him, he didn't seem to have the courage to resist.

And this time, who will stand by his side?

Be it Chu Yan or Bai Jinzhou, they never treated him sincerely.

In the final analysis, all misfortunes are still his own fault.

Qiao Wan'an bit her lips tightly, not daring to look at her directly, "It's not me, it's him..."

"I came to find him myself, Mom, don't scare An'an."

Chu Yan pulled Qiao Wan'an behind him, and took the bag from the housekeeper.

"I'll go in and change my pants first, and I'll tell you when I come out later."

When Chu Yan changed his pants and came out, he saw Qiao Wan'an lowered her head, her eyes were red, and tears of grievance hung on her eyelashes.

Chu Yan's heart trembled, and without thinking, he leaned on crutches two or three times and hugged him in his arms.

Realizing that he was quite frightened, he suddenly remembered that Qiao Wan'an seemed to have always been quite timid. In the past, even if he spoke louder to him, he would be so scared that he would immediately apologize.

But...he never took good care of him.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan suddenly felt sad. He put Qiao Wan'an's head on his chest and patted him on the back, "It's okay, leave it to me."

Qiao Wanan was buried in his chest, feeling a little strange in his heart, not touched, but for a moment, he found in Chu Yan a sense of security that he had not seen for a long time.

Guo Hui gave Qiao Wan'an a cold look, "I just said a few words to him, pretending."

"Mom," Chu Yan said, "Stop talking, why are you here?"

Thinking of this, Guo Hui became angry, "I won't come? If I don't come, why don't you wait until he forgets you? Do you think this place is for people?"

"Why is it not treated by people? An'an and I live very well here."

"Oh, son, are you bewitched? You forgot how much you hated him before, why are you always fighting against mom for him now?"

Qiao Wan'an trembled uncontrollably, yes, Chu Yan used to... how did he treat him.

"Mom, you!"

Before Chu Yan finished speaking, the person in his arms pushed him away suddenly, Chu Yan staggered and almost couldn't hold back, "You, you should go back."

"Hey! Why are you pushing my son? His leg is still hurt!" Guo Hui yelled.

"Mom! It's none of his business, you go back first!" Chu Yan said to her impatiently.

Turning to look at Qiao's good night, he saw the latter's expression of resistance, "Go, all of you! This is my home, and I didn't invite any of you to come in!"

"An'an, I'm sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of my mother."

"Why are you apologizing to him? Am I wrong? Isn't he hurting you badly enough?" Guo Hui pulled Chu Yan back, "Son, did you get drunk by him?"

Chu Yan had a nervous breakdown, "Du Yinyuan, take my mother away first!"

"Ayan, you..." Guo Hui wanted to say something else.

"Fuck me back first!" Chu Yan couldn't help shouting.

This sound stunned everyone present, Guo Hui had never seen her son lose his temper with her.

Although I was unwilling, but I didn't want to make my son too angry, so I could only leave in despair, "Son... remember to come back early."

Chu Yan ignored her, and then Du Yinyuan gently closed the door.

Only then did Chu Yan heave a sigh of relief. He limped over and tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, "An'an... I'm sorry, didn't I yell at you just now, did I scare you?"

Qiao Wan'an held back her tears and pointed at the gate, "You go too!"

Chu Yan threw away the crutches and hugged him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know my mother would come, don't take what she said seriously, I don't hate you, I really, only like you. "

"Liar..."

"You lie, you are all liars! Get out! Get out!!!"

Qiao Wan'an hammered his chest hard, sobbing, "What did I do wrong!"

"I just want to get a love, why has no one of you ever been willing to give it to me?" Qiao Wanan said hoarsely, "Okay, I don't want it, I really dare not want it..."

"But why, why do you refuse to let me go like this? It's wrong for me to love you, and it's still wrong not to love you...Chu Yan, tell me what you want, my heart has been hollowed out by you, and you still What do you want from me?!"

Chu Yan had never seen him break down and cry like this, his internal organs were all mixed together in pain, but he didn't dare to let go of Qiao Wan'an, he was afraid that once he let him go, he would never be able to hug him again.

Chu Yan choked up and said: "An'an, you are right, everything is my fault, it's all me, I beg you not to do this, okay?"

"Hit me," Chu Yan put his hand on his chest, "If you are sad, hit me. I will never fight back. Your heart has been hollowed out. I will give it to you. What do you want?" I'll give you all."

"Then you, can you let me go?" Joe asked good night.

"No, no! You can't leave me," he raised his hand to wipe away tears for Qiao Wan'an, "An'an, I love you, I really love you."

"I will try my best to make up for the harm I caused you before. I will treat you a thousand times better than before. I don't want to see you cry, I don't want to see you sad...Give me another chance, let I'll take care of you, okay?"

Qiao Wan'an raised her wet eyes, looked at him wronged and helpless, "Chu Yan, you can only lie to me."

"I will never lie to you again, I promise, if I lie to you again, then curse that I will never be forgiven by you," he held up Joe's good night face with red eyes, "Give me one more chance at last , okay?"

Qiao Wan'an sniffed and smiled wryly, "You won't let me go, so why ask me so much."

Chu Yan didn't react for a while, and then he was ecstatic, "An An, are you leaving?"

If he had a choice... Goodnight Joe, look away.

Chu Yan hugged him tightly, "I'll take it as if you promised me, An An, don't worry, I will only treat you well from now on."

Qiao Wan'an leaned on Chu Yan's shoulder, with no joy in her eyes.

He didn't know why Chu Yan never mentioned He Xiran to him again, and he didn't know why Chu Yan's pity for him as a humble stand-in, and he didn't believe in Chu Yan, he didn't believe that Chu Yan would love him .

Who would love someone so cowardly and useless?

He only knew that his life seemed to be beyond his control.

When will he get tired of himself again, or when his younger brother's illness is completely cured, I don't know if he can truly have freedom.

On the day Chu Yan was discharged from the hospital, Qiao Wan'an personally helped him into the car, and the two of them sat in the back seat together. Chu Yan was afraid that he would run away, so he didn't dare to let go of his hand along the way.

Naturally, Guo Hui also came to pick up her son from the hospital. She was in the passenger seat, looking at the rearview mirror, the two held hands tightly, and frowned in disgust.

Now Chu Yan is very protective of Qiao Wan'an, even if she doesn't like it, she can't casually say hurtful things, but she doesn't want to stay with Qiao Wan'an, so Chu Yan asked the housekeeper to send her back first.

Qiao Wanwan looked at the white house as if he was looking at the prison for the rest of his life.

He helped Chu Yan into the house, thinking that he would see He Xiran hiding a knife in his smile, or the maid's contemptuous gaze as before.

But until he sat on the sofa and looked around, there was no one there.

Qiao Wan'an was a little puzzled, and Chu Yan took his hand, "I will drive away those who bully you or those you don't like."

"From now on, this place will only belong to the two of us, okay?"

"What about Du Yinyuan? Will he lose his job?"

"Pfft," Chu Yan chuckled, "Don't you hate him?"

Qiao Wanan shook her head, "I can't say I hate it."

Although Du Yinyuan was on He Xiran's side, he never really wanted to hurt himself, and it was Du Yinyuan who sent him to the hospital last time when he had a high fever.

In Qiao Wan'an's understanding, people who have not hurt themselves should not be hated casually.

Otherwise, there are too many people he hates...

"Don't worry, he won't lose his job, but I don't want him to come here often."

"Ok?"

"I don't want him to disturb us." Chu Yan clasped the back of his neck, stared at the pale pink lips, and kissed him tentatively.

"Well……"

Seeing that Qiao Wanwan didn't resist, he put his arms around him and deepened the kiss.

"Sir, Mr. Qiao, he... has returned to Chu's house."

"..."

Bai Jinzhou was lying on a deck chair in the garden basking in the sun. He was obviously at the right age of youth, but his hair was much grayer, his complexion was haggard, his skin showed signs of sagging, and his lips were bloodless.

Even his expression is sleepy, like an old man who knows his destiny.

The assistant knew that he was just enduring the pain, the pain caused by the side effects of chemotherapy, and the pain in his heart...

If it wasn't for that person, he probably wouldn't have wanted to live in such a mess.

After a long while, he said slowly: "Understood."

The assistant is going down.

"Eh!"

Bai Jinzhou stopped him, stared at a ruined cosmos in front of him, and murmured, "Is he happy?"

The assistant paused for a moment, and only said: "Chu Yan treats him very well now. I heard that he recently paid a lot of money to arrange a senior wedding planning team..."

The sun pierced through the clouds, shooting out a sharp light like a sharp sword, directly piercing Bai Jinzhou's face, making his face whiter and thinner.

He raised his hand to cover the sun, his voice was hoarse, "Tell me, does he hate me now..."