False success

When Xiao Qu pushed open the bedroom door, he only saw a figure curled up on the bed from the back.He didn't disturb, closed the door softly, and walked downstairs.

It wasn't dark yet, but there wasn't much light in the room.Sheng Yu buried half of his face in the quilt, the room temperature was obviously not low, but his body was shaking uncontrollably.

He was cold, so cold that there was a chill deep in his bones.

The cold air seemed to penetrate into his body from the soles of his feet, carrying the cold breath of death, he couldn't resist at all.

For half an afternoon, he thought a lot and gradually cleared up his thoughts.

It’s embarrassing to say, he acted recklessly in his previous life. Before he joined the army, he often had conflicts with others. He believed in force, and thought that “thinking” was a bitch’s behavior. A man should roll up his sleeves, let it go, and hit it. Besides, there's nothing a fist can't fix.After becoming a soldier, I restrained my temper a bit. After all, the army pays attention to rules, and besides, I am surrounded by the most powerful fighters, and my fists gradually become unable to solve any problems.

But even so, he doesn't like to think about everything for a long time.

In this rebirth, I had to force myself to think.

Never tell Xiao Qu the truth.He was doomed to leave, Xiao Qu spent eight years and failed to start a new life, if he came back again, let death repeat itself, how could Xiao Qu bear it?

It can't make Xiao Qu have too much affection for him now. The real Cheng Qing may or may not be dead.After he left, if Chengqing didn't come back, what was left would be either a cold corpse or a vegetable that wouldn't wake up.If Chengqing came back, he probably wouldn't be able to get along with Xiao Qu.For Xiao Qu, both situations are injuries.

He doesn't want Xiao Qu's heartache, not even the slightest.

The only good thing is that he won't stay for long.With only a brief companionship, it is difficult for Xiao Qu to have too much affection for him.When the time is up and he dissipates and leaves, Xiao Qu will at most feel lost.

He turned over and wiped the tears that flowed out unconsciously on the pillow cover, and his whole body shrank more tightly because of fear and pain.

He wanted to stay by Xiao Qu's side so much, but now he was glad that the days of being together would not last too long.He couldn't hold back his tears at all, and he sobbed in terror at the thought of the imminent death of unconsciousness.

Perhaps dissipating immediately is the best result.He could clearly feel that the rejection of his body had become more and more obvious in the past few days, and the degeneration of his senses was still tolerable. The most uncomfortable thing was the ubiquitous pain.

He used to be such a strong special soldier who could endure injuries better than ordinary people, but now, he couldn't bear it anymore.The severe pain from the muscles, bones and organs often made him sweat, even when he was lying down, he was still in pain.Drugs are useless, and only by staying beside Xiao Qu, under the misguided psychological effect, will he feel a little better.

The only way to end this pain is to dissipate, but he just can't bear it.

The darkness was filled with his extremely suppressed cries.

Xiao Qu didn't eat at home. Before he left, he asked the kitchen to get some light and digestible food, and sent it to Chengqing's bedroom.

The arrival of Shen Zhao made him uneasy, although he decided to treat Chengqing well, he didn't know what to do.

As if he had lost the ability to pamper someone, just now he saw Chengqing huddled on the bed, he should have walked in, had a look at Chengqing's situation, and casually called people up for dinner, but he just stopped at the door for a moment, and then left .

If it was Sheng Yu who was lying on the bed, he wouldn't just leave.

For Chengqing, he really didn't have much patience and affection.Those connivance and possessiveness that were revealed were all because he regarded Cheng Qing as Sheng Yu.

Apart from this, Chengqing has no other attraction for him.

After returning to the villa very late, the housekeeper said that Young Master Cheng hadn't woken up and the porridge was still warming on the stove.

He hesitated whether to go and see Chengqing, and he had already reached the door of the bedroom, but finally gave up.

Cheng Qing has no physical problems, but he became emotional for a while after hearing what he and Shen Zhao said.

He didn't have the heart to coax Chengqing.

Being used as Sheng Yu's substitute, if Cheng Qing can accept it, he will continue to stay in this family. He will not treat Cheng Qing badly, and if he cannot accept it, he will not force him to stay.

It's just that after this day, he found that Chengqing had changed slightly, he was no longer sticking to him all the time like before, and the way he looked at him also changed a little.

How would you describe that change?Probably no longer longing, no longer hot, but a little more unpredictable tenderness.

That kind of tenderness and aloofness actually aroused his desire.

After being ill, Cheng Qing became thinner, and his face was even paler than before. He could easily hug Cheng Qing, but now he feels that the person in his arms is too light.

Cheng Qing was wearing thin pajamas, trembling in his arms.

He felt that Cheng Qing's body temperature seemed abnormally low, and raised his hand to touch Cheng Qing's forehead, but Cheng Qing avoided it.

"Look at me," he said.

Cheng Qing seemed to be very scared, turned his head, but didn't look into his eyes.

In the past, if he was in his arms, Cheng Qing would definitely meet his eyes.

Today, Cheng Qing's eyes were a little dazed, occasionally looking away, as if he couldn't focus.

"Uncomfortable?" he asked softly.

Chengqing didn't respond, it seemed like he didn't hear.

He thought that Cheng Qing had lost his mind, half of his interest faded, and his tone became cold, "Where are you looking?"

Cheng Qing reacted this time, the corners of his lips moved, "Mr. Xiao."

He sighed, patted Chengqing's face twice, and said louder, "What's uncomfortable?"

"No." Cheng Qing shook his head, his soft hair rubbed against his arm, "I slept too long today, I'm a little confused."

"The butler said you didn't eat at noon? Why are you so busy sleeping?"

Cheng Qing smiled, but the smile seemed to be forced out, "I'm alone at noon, I want to have dinner with you."

He snorted and let go of Chengqing, "Dinner is almost ready, come down quickly."

After Xiao Qu left, Sheng Yu rushed to the bedroom, knelt by the toilet and vomited.

Where did he miss his meal because he was so sleepy, he couldn't eat at all.

This body didn't let him feel better for a single minute. After drinking half a bowl of porridge with Xiao Qu in the morning, his stomach tormented him for a whole day.

In the past few days, he began to vomit frequently, even vomiting blood.Originally thought it would be difficult to alienate Xiao Qu, but suffering from the pain, he was no longer as clingy to Xiao Qu as before.

He is afraid of being abnormal.

He could no longer see Xiao Qu's face clearly, nor could he hear clearly what Xiao Qu said.But being hugged by Xiao Qu just now, the pain in his whole body seems to have subsided a lot.He forced himself to stand up, wiped his face, and walked slowly towards the first floor.

The kitchen made medicated chicken, and Xiao Qu scooped him a bowl. Because it was too hot, he blew it for a while.

He looked at Xiao Qu's vague outline, and his heart felt like a knife.

Xiao Qu pushed the bowl in front of him and said something.He couldn't hear clearly, and when he took the bowl, he prayed desperately not to spit it out at the dinner table.

The chicken soup was delicious, but to him, it was like swallowing a knife, his stomach protested with pain, he endured it, his hands trembled when he put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Mr. Xiao, I'll go back to my room."

Xiao Qu suddenly grabbed his hand, "What's wrong with you?"