Sand sculpture boss is not secretly in love with me

"Good." Pei Ming sighed, rubbed his head, and then stared at the doctor cleaning up Lin Song.

The process of alcohol disinfection was a bit painful. Lin Song's eyes were filled with physiological tears, and he watched his left hand being wrapped into a rice dumpling.

Xia Tian was worried that the wound would become inflamed, so the doctor prescribed a bunch of medicines and told him to take the medicines when he went back home, and be careful not to let the wound get wet. Pei Ming wrote down these things one by one.

On the first day of work, the work on the second day became a problem.

"Fortunately, it's not the right hand. You should be able to go to the company tomorrow."

"You still want to go to work?" Pei Ming raised his voice and stared at Lin Song suddenly.

The two of them were in the hospital, and the doctor hadn't left yet. When they heard the movement, they glanced this way. While packing up their things, the other party said, "Sir, this young man only injured his left hand, which doesn't affect the work of his right hand. You'll be fine soon after taking some medicine, so you're not so delicate."

"Yes, you are right, I am young and recover quickly, thank you." Lin Song showed a friendly smile to the other party, then stood up and prepared to leave.

It was quite late now, they had been tossing around for a whole day, and to be honest, it was quite tiring.

There were a little less people in the hospital at night than during the day, but the emergency department was still busy. Lin Song passed by there when he was leaving, and saw a patient covered in blood being pushed into the door of the emergency room. Anxious family members were blocked outside.

"Be careful." Pei Ming led Lin Song to his side to avoid bumping into the rushing nurse.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Lin Song's eyes were wrong, Pei Ming asked in a low voice, following his line of sight, he could only see the closed door of the emergency room.

Lin Song withdrew his gaze and suppressed his thoughts, "It's okay, I just thought I saw someone I knew, but I was wrong."

There was a middle-aged man's profile in the emergency room. He looked familiar, that is to say, he was familiar. Whether he knew someone or not, Lin Song had no intention of going forward to disturb him.

"Let's go back quickly, Brother Ming, I'm tired." Lin Song Qianqian yawned, the corners of his eyes were steamy, and he looked really tired.

Pei Ming simply took a step forward and knelt down in front of him, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

Lin Song was stunned: "Huh?"

Seeing that he didn't move, Pei Ming couldn't help urging: "Or do you want my princess to hug you?"

"If you think about it, it's not impossible."

A big man is being carried or a princess is being carried. Between the two, Lin Song chooses to be carried, at least he looks a bit masculine.

He gently lay on Pei Ming's back, hooking Pei Ming's neck with his uninjured hands, and then he was dragged by Pei Ming's buttocks to stand on his back steadily.

"Am I heavy?" Lin Song asked with a smirk when he heard Pei Ming's breathing visibly thicker when he stood up.

Pei Ming patted his butt with his hand: "Be honest and don't move, I can carry it no matter how heavy I am."

"Oh, that's it." Lin Song stopped talking, with a few smiles in his eyes, obediently lay on his back, and was taken out of the hospital.

The two of them once again attracted the attention of many onlookers. Lin Song even saw someone taking pictures with their mobile phones. He nudged Pei Ming with his elbow and pointed to the crowd taking pictures.

As a result, Pei Ming didn't care at all: "Song Song mind?"

"No, we didn't do anything wrong, why should we mind?" Lin Song put his head on Pei Ming's shoulder and let himself rely on this man.

Behind them, the middle-aged man at the door of the emergency room, whom Lin Song had seen before, glanced in the direction of the door faintly.

There were only brightly lit halls and the darkness of night.

"Okay, don't worry too much, you'll be fine." The person next to him patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey."

After some tossing, it was almost 12 o'clock when they got home, the villa was quiet, Erha was taken away by Pei Yao again.

Lin Song couldn't get his hands wet, but tonight he was sweating all over after eating, and he couldn't sleep without taking a bath.

"May I help you?" Pei Ming came out just after washing, only wearing a towel around his waist, as if he was afraid that the towel would not fall off.

Right now, he was standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at Lin Song with a troubled face, and gave a friendly suggestion.

"It's easy to smell bad if you don't take a bath in summer. We Song Song are the people who love cleanliness the most."

Lin Song gave him a big white eye, he raised his paw, and looked at his clothes again, it was hard for him to take off his clothes now, let alone take a shower.

"You help me, and then you wiped the gun and misfired. I am a sick person and you bully me?"

Pei Ming strode forward, took off Lin Song's shirt in twos and twos, and then helped the other party untie his trouser chain, "No, I'm not that nasty, I attacked a patient."

His dark eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, and he stared straight at Lin Song not allowing him to run away.

"Song Song, I just want to take this opportunity to ask you something." Pei Ming asked softly, and at the same time, he moved his hands and opened Lin Song's pants.

Lin Song's breath was stagnant, and he almost confessed to Pei Ming's arms unprepared.

The room was quiet and only the sound of the air conditioner running could be heard. The chandelier above his head cast a warm light. Lin Song stood under the lamp with dazed eyes, like a rabbit that had strayed into a wolf's den.

Pei Ming continued to 'kindly' help the other party take off his pants, while his free right hand rubbed the back of Lin Song's head, not allowing him to run away.

"Huh? Song Song doesn't want to say it? Do you want me to continue?" All the clothes fell off, and only a pair of black briefs remained on Lin Song's body.

His body was exposed to the air, Lin Song shivered unconsciously, his white legs softened and he fell towards Pei Ming, who kindly caught him and took the opportunity to wipe his ass.

"He looks a bit like my dad." Lin Song buried his face in Pei Ming's arms and said in a muffled voice.

His parents divorced when he was young, and Lin Song's last impression of his father was that the man squatted in front of him before he left and asked him very seriously: "Song Song, are you really not going with Dad?"

The man's eyes were full of anticipation, but after hearing Lin Song's affirmative answer, it was replaced by disappointment.

Immediately, Zheng Wan's impatient voice sounded: "Just you? You still want your son to follow you. Tell yourself when you took care of the child. I am responsible for his eating, drinking, and sleeping."

"I'm off to earn money. If I don't earn money, what can I do to support my family?"

"That little money is barely enough for food and drink. What about the cost of going to school in the future? Besides, asking for money is useless. Have you experienced the hard work of raising children? If I don't have children, I can go out and earn money."

Then there was a harsh quarrel between the two of them. The young Lin Song watched helplessly as the other party carried his luggage and left angrily. That was the last time he saw his father.

Later, he followed Zheng Wan to the Zhou family, but his biological father completely disappeared from his life.

"Song Song, after so many years, do you still want to see him?" Pei Ming asked after hesitating for a while, he held Lin Song in his arms, the beauty in his eyes was replaced by pity, and he stroked Lin Song's back with his big hands , to comfort him.

See?This Lin Song didn't think about it, he shook his head and said, "Let's go with fate."

"I don't deliberately look for it, and I don't deliberately inquire about the other person's life. I will talk about it if I really meet on the street one day."

Time has passed and he has grown up, and he has lost the age of wanting his father, and he will probably understand his father's thoughts later on, and the two of them cannot get together if they don't agree with each other.

Besides, his father didn't want him on purpose, it was because he didn't go with him back then.

"Besides, so many years have passed, and the other party already has a family. It was not good for me to disturb in the past, and Brother Ming, I don't want another person to disturb our life."

Lin Song raised his head from Pei Ming's arms and touched Pei Ming's warm Adam's apple with the tip of his nose. Hearing the man's breathing gradually became thicker, he also had bad thoughts.

"That's right, what if we object? I don't want to find another mountain to hold me down." Thinking of Zheng Wan's attitude, Pei Ming instantly gave up the idea of ​​secretly helping Lin Song find his father.

Let it go.

"So, I have explained everything, can you take it to take a bath now?" Lin Song said while moving his body. He was naked and wriggled on purpose. If Pei Ming could bear it, it would be A saint.

Pei Ming picked up Lin Song and walked towards the bathroom, taking off the only remaining clothes on his body while walking: "Yes, but I want to charge some interest."